Title: Beginning in Zero

Author: Merit

Rating: PG

Warnings: spoilers for the series, antsy

Summary: Wing Zero is being constructed and Zero starts to take over Quatre's mind. Challenge #40 for the gw500 community journal.

Word Count: 500


My father died.

He was a pacifist.

And he died.

He was doing what he felt right.

My father was working for peace.

They decided that he was a problem.

He was killed.

They killed him. I can't believe they killed him. They killed him. He was just trying to help people. Why couldn't the people see that all he wanted was peace? He had always helped them!

They betrayed him. All the people of the colonies. Every single one of them played a role in his death. They are responsible for his death. They were lead down a path that betrayed his father. They willingly went! And they would willingly die because of it!

How could they kill him? Betrayal... and death!

Quatre ran a shaky hand through his sweat drenched hair. His breath was coming out in short shallow gasps. His deep wide aqua eyes were a mere line around his heavily dilated pupils.

"They killed him," his voice hoarse from his grief. His eyes were rimmed red, tears still forming at the corners. Quatre's body shook as another onslaught of grief raged on his body. His cracking sobs echoing around the lab room.

Those people. The colonies. They betrayed my father. When he was just trying to help them! Peace was what he attended not to become an oppressor. He was for the people. And he supported the people. Why couldn't they see that?

How could they be so blind that they couldn't see the truth in front of them? OZ was the enemy! But the colonies had given up their rights when they went with OZ. When they betrayed my father and killed him.

His father was dead.

With a bitter grin Quatre stood up. It was too late now. His father was dead! Dead! Quatre's step failed as he thought this and he stumbled for a fraction.

No! He had to focus! He had to concentrate. He had to work and work then all would be better. Yes. When the obstacles were gone he could rest. The colonies were in his way. His father...

He looked over at the new Gundam he was constructing. It would be the solution to his problems. It and Zero. Zero made everything so clear.

Quatre smiled. It was not a very pleasant smile.

Zero would show the person who was right. His father... would not have died in vain.

The tall mecha beast that was a Gundam, still partially unbuilt was his instrument for him. He would show the colonies that his father had been right. They had betrayed him and drove him to his death.

So they would die.

Zero started to creep deeper into Quatre's mind until all he saw was the final destruction of the colonies and his father's death.

Wrath was the only choice that Zero had offered.

Quatre was prepared to see it to the end.

Nothing would stop his wrath.

Nothing and no one.

The colonies...

Were to become like his father.

Dead.