Okay, this was not written by me but my brother.

It won't have much mention of the G-boys just yet but it's really interesting.

I hope you enjoy it like I have.

Currently there are three chapters and the fourth is being worked on. Please read and review because you all know how much it inspires some one when they have feedback. Disclaimer: We do not own Gundam Wing or any of its characters.

We do however own the characters Zachary and Zeff Tobal. Also the Leo X.

Or at least my brother does.

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A mobile suit retreats from a battle raging in the distance.

It's heavily damaged and the pilot has been wounded in the battle.

The pilot's name is Zachary Tobal. He is a mercenary, a hired gun.

Most of his jobs are simple assassinations, but this job is different.

It has been two weeks since the phone call that got him working for the Oz Corporation.

Following the call, an incredible transfer of money into his account.

The money paid for accepting the mission went towards making an advanced mobile suit, power equal to that of the Gundams.

The Oz corp, apparently wanted him for a much larger job than he usually did.

They wanted him to lead others into battle against a colony controlled by the Alliance military, they wanted him to gain control of the colony satellite, and to kill or capture any Alliance Military personal.

This colony was important to the Oz military because of the special plans for a Gundam type mobile suit inside one of the hangers. He arrived at the colony backed by 40 Leos and 30 Aries. But unknown to him or his men, there was a Gundam hidden there.

The Gundam's pilot was named Quatre R. Winner, the Gundam's name was Sandrock.

When the attack started all was going according to plan, the Alliance mobile suits didn't put up much of a fight at first.

Then the Gundam appeared out of a hanger nearby and it began to defeat the Oz mobile suits with incredible ease.

Zachary Tobal fought with all his ability and skill, but it was not enough, he and about a dozen others made it out alive.

They returned to Oz headquarters where his sister had been stationed for the past three years.

He was taken to the medical bay where he remained unconscious for a week.

When he was fully recovered, his sister Zeff Tobal, visited him with a message from one of the main Oz Corperation leaders.

"Zachary. Zaaachary, hey, wake up."

"Huh, Zeff? what are you doing here?"

"Thanks, my day was fine, I missed you too after all these years."

"Oh, ha ha, very funny."

"Here, you got a message from Zechs Marquies."

"That's the guy who hired me!"

"The one and only, he's an important man at the Oz Corp."

"Why would he send a personal message to me?"

"Maybe it's a bill for all the Leo's that got destroyed on your mission."

"I bet, Hmmmm. . . ." He opened the letter, not letting his sister see it.

"Well?? What's it say?"

"Apparently he has another job for me, and he wants me to join Oz."

"Wonderful! You could work here with me every day."

"There's a reason not to join."

"HEY!"

"What? I was just kidding."

"Here, I got this for you."

"What is it?"

"A new outfit. Your other one was bloody and torn. I assume you still wear blue."

"Thanks, I'd better get out of the infirmary before the nurse comes back with more needles."

Zeff laughed as he got out of the bed, "It's nice to know you still have that famous sense of humor."

Back at the Alliance Colony

Quatre walked out of the hanger with a worried look on his face.

The colony hadn't been expecting that attack the week before and their leftover Suits were in bad condition.

It was a good thing he had been there or there may not have been any colony left to defend.

Quatre began contacting his sources, trying to find out why this colony had been attacked.

He knew Oz was behind this but he didn't know why, so he needed to find information as soon as possible.

He stopped to ask a military officer in the control room.

"Excuse me sir but do you know any reason for the Oz military to attack this colony?"

"Well, it's hard to say Mr. Winner, there are many reasons to control this colony satellite."

"What reasons?"

"This colony has five production facilities for mobile suits. They could want those or the materials inside."

"Can you tell me where they are?"

"For the man who saved us, certainly."

The officer took Quatre to an old factory on the other side of the colony.

Inside Quatre found abandoned mobile suits that had not yet been finished, and supply rooms still filled with ammunition.

"Why hasn't any body finished building these to help defend the colony?"

"This factory has been abandoned for some time now. All the engineers left in the colony are at the four active facilities, I'm not sure why they don't just move all the equipment out of here."

"Even the designs in the computer lab are still here. There's one design of a mobile suit that looks like a Gundam."

"Hmmm. . . . I think I'll get some men down here and move all the useful materials to another factory."

"That's a good idea, I think I'll help," Quatre picks up the design, "Do you mind if I keep this?"

"Sure, not at all."

"Thank you."

Oz Base

Zachary looked at himself in the mirror, he now wore a blue, long-sleeved shirt and blue jeans.

He had ice blue eyes, and spiky, light blue hair, then he looked at his sister.

She had light blue eyes, short blond hair that bowled at her ears, and she was wearing an Oz uniform.

Sometimes he thought that their blue eyes and their personalities were the only proof that they were related.

As he walked with Zeff down to the engineering bay, he passed an Oz pilot.

The pilot was wearing an Oz uniform and had brown hair that seemed to defy gravity and green eyes that bore into him.

The pilot gave him an odd look as he passed by, almost as if sizing him up and studying him.

As they reached the engineering bay Zachary looked upon the mobile suit his sister had been working on for years.

It looked like one of the Gundams, only there was a missile attachment on its shoulder, and it had an icy blue glint to its armor.

"Well, there it is Zachary, our new mobile suit. The Leo X! A great improvement to the old Leo design."

"Wow! It's amazing!"

"Thank you, I supervised the construction myself. It has a detachable missile battery, a customary rocket launcher, and its' own solar chargeable backup power pack. It has an arsenal of usable weapons including, your favorite, a high power laser targeting sniper rifle. The armor is pure Gundanium alloy, with a tint of blue that we coulden't take out of it if we wanted to. The Bluish glow is creepy at night when we're working on it, it's almost as if it's alive, makes me shudder just thinking about it. . . .Sooo? What do you think?"

"It's perfect!"

"I knew you'd like it."

"When will it be finished?"

"Around sometime today. After all this time, it will finally be done. . . . Want to get lunch? Afterward I can give you a tour of the base."

"Sounds good, I haven't eaten since this morning."

Zachary and Zeff entered the cafeteria and each grabbed a tray of food, then they sat in a secluded corner of the cafeteria.

For a few minutes they ate in silence, watching people walk by, when Zachary suddenly spotted the pilot they had passed in the hall on the way to the engineering bay.

Hey Zeff, that's the guy I saw earlier."

"Yeah, so?"

"So, who is he?"

"That's Trowa Barton. He just started working here. He's kind of odd and he pretty much stays to himself."

"It seems like he tries to steer clear of everybody."

"That's true. . . . but then again nobody usually approaches him. You'll see him around the hanger now and then. He's a great pilot too. He also came by while you were unconscious and took a look at the Leo X."

"Did he actually talk to you?"

"Yeah, but mainly he just asked about you and the Leo X."

"What did you tell him about me?"

"What's there to tell? You're my brother, you're a mercenary, you took a job for Oz to try and take over a colony and you were hurt bad then sent to the medical bay."

"Hell Zeff, why didn't you tell him the rest of my life story?"

"That's a good idea, maybe I can catch him in the hanger later."

"Whatever."

"You done eating yet?"

"Yeah, why?"

"It's time for the grand tour."

"Okay."

After the tour of the base, they returned to the engineering bay only to find one of the engineers waiting with bad news about the Leo X.

""WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT'S BEEN TAMPERED WITH!?!?"

"I'm sorry ma'am but we were called away to check something in the other hanger and when we came back the control panel in the cockpit had been wrecked."

"Who called you away?"

"Trowa Barton did. He asked us to check something in his mobile suit."

"Was he with you when you checked?"

"Yes ma'am. He was with us the whole time."

"Hmmm. . . .Are the security cameras still active?"

"No. Whoever did this knew to deactivate the cameras first."

"Dnm. . . . . . . . . How long will this delay the completion of the Leo X?" "At least until tomorrow."

"(Sigh) Fine, go back to work. I'll have a talk with Trowa." "Yes ma'am."

After showing Zachary his quarters she left to find Trowa, but searching all around the hanger she found that nobody had seen him recently.

Then she found another pilot who had fought at her brother's side in the previous mission.

His name was Cameron Messenger, and he was working at the motor pool at the time. He proved to be a great help.

"Cameron! Have you seen Trowa Barton recently?" "What? Oh Yeah! He was here half an hour ago."

"Do you know where he is now?"

"Can't say I do. He took a jeep and drove somewhere off base. Not sure where."

"Dmn!"

"If you want to go look for him just go over to the office and tell them Cameron sent you for a jeep."

"Okay, thank you."

"See ya later."

As she waved goodbye she ran to the office and got the keys to one of the jeeps.

Quickly she drove past the gate and down the road that exited the base.

This was the only road leading in or out so she hoped she would find him coming back in. Eventually, after she drove back to base, she found him returning from the city where he had been with some 'friends' of his.

"Barton!"

"Huh?"

"I've been looking for you everywhere. What's this about you calling my engineers away from the project they were working on?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Don't try to get out this. You know what I'm talking about."

"Somebody had too much coffee this morning."

"What the HLL is that supposed to mean!?"

"Nothing. Look, I just had them check out something wrong with my mobile suit."

"And what, pray tell, was wrong with it?"

"The power pack was disconnected from the main unit."

"Any pilot could find a disconnected power coupling without engineers. Maybe you're not as good as you're cracked up to be. . . .Stay away from the Leo X's hanger. Got it??"

"Fine."

With new suspicions Zeff returned to the hanger to review the damage done to the control panel and hopefully find out who had done it.

Meanwhile, Zachary walked around the base by himself.

He came to the motor pool and decided to check out the city nearby.

Acquiring a jeep wasn't easy but when he finally did he drove down the same road that Zeff had driven on a short while ago.

When he got to the city he decided to stop at a restaurant.

As he sat down he saw a group people about the same age as Zeff, he studied them for a while.

One of them had long brown hair that was tied in a braid, blue eyes, and he was wearing a black priest outfit, he seemed to crack jokes often.

The next had spiky brown hair, Prussian blue eyes, and was wearing a green tank top with black spandex shorts, he seemed quiet for the most part.

The third had black hair in a tight ponytail, dark colored eyes and a white, chef-like outfit, and he mainly just threatened the braided one.

The last had blonde hair, blue eyes and a white long sleeved shirt with tan colored pants. The blonde seemed familiar but Zachary didn't know where he had seen him before.

After he finished eating he returned to the base, it was late and Zeff had already called it a night.

Zachary entered the hanger that was holding the Leo X and he checked the damage to the control panel, then he also checked the blue prints.

He decided to put his skills as a mechanic to work and he began repairing the control panel well into the night

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That was the first chapter of Gundam Project. That will be the title until we think of something better. Truth be, I think we're just going to keep that title unless you can think of something better. Please R&R! I would really love it if you did.