AN and subliminal message...: welcome back people! Some of you may note that this is the first time I have placed an AN at the beginning of a chapter... tough it out... for this one I would like to note that 's within " "s means a sound so "I hate burp rude people" means the person actually burped. Got it? GOOD!

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No plot bunnies where harmed in the making of this story (QoS that's for you . )

And now our feature presentation.

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The gundam pilots walked slowly through the dark streets of night-time Tokyo, wings shifting under their coats occasionally. Heero led the others through the mangled city ruins with inhuman speed. Their destination, he had told them, was the old church he had discovered several nights before. At his side, Shiijukaze hung in its sheath, it low thrumming aura visible to the angelic mech. pilots. As they arrived at the structure they slowed to a walk, this was a holy place... a fortress of their master in ruin. However, they had no time to dwell on such things, they where here to meet with a messenger... a prophet if you will... that would fill them in on their mission.

Stepping over a broken pew, Duo leaned down to pick up a charred wooden crucifix and stared balefully at it. Trowa sat down on the remains of what appeared to be a raised area for camera crews. Quatre was busy with Wufei in giving the poor victims of the building's destruction a proper burial, as Duo sent their souls on their way. Heero pulled Shiijukaze from its sheath and began to perform some katas to occupy himself.

"Hey Heero!" Duo yelled from his position over a grave, "Who is it we're meeting anyway?"

"Don't know swish the big guy just said swish to come here" was the response.

Trowa looked at Heero, concern apparent in his eyes, "How are we supposed to fight this "dragon", Michael? We don't even have our sacred weapons... unlike you. We can't walk blindly into battle, even if I am the angel of war."

Quatre and Wufei nodded in agreement. "He's got a point, Heero..." Dou muttered.

"There is no need to worry about that my friends. For that is the very reason you are meeting me here tonight" a voice echoed from the shadows. Heero paused in his Kata, his eyes widening in surprise, and turned to face the origin of the voice.

"Eli?!" You're the messenger?" Heero started.

"Of course I'm the messenger, Michael, or don't you remember our last meeting?" Eli said smiling.

"I do... but I don't understand..." was the response

"I told you I was a friend... and now I intend to prove it." With that, the old man drew back from the pew he had appeared on, revealing the weapons laying on it.

A scythe, a sword, a bow, and a kama1 lay across the wooden bench, each marked with the 'faith' inscription.

"Our weapons!?" Duo gasped in surprise as he took his scythe.

"Yes and something else... instructions from the boss" Eli replied coolly "first you need to know who I really am... I am Elijah, the prophet who was taken alive to heaven in a chariot of fire. In this endeavor I am to act as your guide and mentor." He paused "you need to act quickly, the puppet-master was startled by your display this morning, and he is pushing SEELE forward. Even Gendo has become suspicious of their actions. If you will heed my advice, there is an angel that took the form of nano-machinery fused onto the magi. Use Archon to send a wake up message to it, it already had 99.9% of the magi under its control, at the speed it worked; they would not be able to stop it if it was awakened. Take control of it using Archon and wrench NERV from the puppeteers."

With that he vanished, leaving the angels alone to plan for the following days events.

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Ok second authors note: first if you don't know a Kama is a small hand scythe

Second: I know what -)(- is now, but I'm not telling

and lastly: QoS... you are now officially my muse... as wanting your opinions of my work is what has driven me to this recent group of updates. I hope that doesn't sound odd...