Many years have past cince the 13th Gundam Fights. What has happened since thenis a bit blured, a bit unclear; some events are just now becoming known. Yet other events are to come...both good and bad.
Domon and Rain married and had a child who died shortly after being born. The couple was crushed and have remined childless.
Domon has spent years trying to train a replacement fighter, one that will carry on after him. Many have come trying to be 'the one;' as of yet no one has succeeded.
Rain on the other hand is making the final touches on a new Gundam. This one is for Domons replacement...if he ever finds one. She has put a lot of effort into this project, caring for it like a mother would for a child. Her and her team are excited and wanting to see their effort completed.
My name is Raven. I was born in FC 78. I am female of unknown teen parentage...there for unwanted by anyone. I left the orphanage at the age of 10, fustrated at the way things were going there...determined that SOMETHING else had to be better. I began stealing and picking pockets to survive; I am always discuised as a boy to be safer. No one knows I'm female.
At age 12, I tried to pick a woman at the 43rd Gundam Fights. I was caught within a few minutes of doing it....I should have picked my target more carefully (laugh, laugh) for it was Rain Kasshu who I tried to pick and Domon wasn't too happy with me...when he finally caught up to me after Sai Saichi knocked me down with a good tackle.
Even after that and as dirty as I was back then, Domon decided to make a deal with me. If I gave the stuff back, which I had thrown in a hiding spot for later retreval, he wouldn't press charges against me. I agreed and went off to get Rains purse. I paused when no one was coming with, "Its alright," said Domon, "I'm going to trust you will come back." I nodded and went off to get it.
What he didnt know was that Rain had talked to the police in the area, and they were looking for me. As luck would have it I was just getting the purse out of the hiding spot, the police chose THAT moment to come across me and well...off to detention I went, Rain got her purse back, Domon waited and I didnt show; and I was thinking he betrayed me.
Because the containment cell was loaded, I got placed in another orphanage to await my hearing. This orphanage was worse than the first that I had ever been in. I was treated worse than dirt by everyone for the 6 days I was there. Most of my time was spent in the "Corrections" Room. Nice name for confinement, as punishement for my deeds the people there decided continually lecture me and to 'skip' my meals and make me reflect on my mistakes. When I did get fed it was stale bread and a watered down gruel concoction. Sounds a bit extreme doesnt it, a kind of Oliver Twist thing your imagining probably. Well it probably tasted as good as that looked.
The only good that came out of it is that they never descovered I was a girl.
On the seventh day I went before the judge, Judge Ortani, looking worse than the day I was caught. The judge had no sympathy for me and whatever I would have said would of fallen on deaf ears, so I remained silent through out "his honours" lecture. Somewhere in the montage I heard the door behind me open and close...thinking it was the Ortani's next victim. I continued to pretend to listen, just wishing he'd end it already.
Just as he was about to sentance me I heard a "Wait," from behind me, I was a bit suprized but didnt turn and some woman in a suit went up and talked with him. I couldnt hear what was said in the hushed and much jestured (well Judge Ortani was jesturing and turning red in anger from time to time) words.
Finally it was all done with and the woman went back the way she came. Judge Ortani was angry, this anyone could tell, and he said that I was getting off FAR easier than should be allowed. "A family is allowing you to stay with them on the condition you do odd jobs for them as payment. I do not agree to this but as they're lawyer, Natasha Goldstien, pointed out...I have NO choice. Raven, I am adding these conditions which are binding to this "agreement"."
The judge paused for emphasis, straightening some papers and looking back to me again, "Should you participate in any further criminal activities, I shall enforce the firmest penalties in your case as allowed by law. Also since these good people are letting you stay for virtually nothing but what I would term 'chores,' you will need to find your own LEGAL way to get the things you want....basic things for now ok, but in 3 years time at the latest you need a JOB to help relieve the stress you will be creating on them," After hearing murmers in the back the judge added, " I just want to make sure this boy will follow the straight and narrow....Raven cannot remain a burden forever.."
It was only after he finished his speach that I finally allowed myself a look behind me, not realising they had already gone out the door to sign the papers at the clerks office. When I entered the room I was shocked, suprized to see Domon and Rain.
After everyone signed what was needed and copies were given, Domon explained on the way home what had happened.
"The police saw what happened and talked to Rain. Rain told them what she knew and they set off. I waited for your return but you did not show...finally after an hour I met up with Rain who had her purse on her, I asked what had happened and she said the police gave her back her purse. We checked with the police and told them everything but by then you were already taken to detention and we lost track of you .... until today."
Since that event I have tried to comply with everyones wishes. Domon even gave me a job in his dojo/training center. Unknown to him I have gone off in to the woods and practiced what he taught his students, trying to learn. Until the day Sai Saichi and George de Sand followed my path unintentionally. Returning to the house, they talked with their friend. In turn Domon talked to me, I now train with him and his students; but I am not seen as a potential...I think he is just humoring me. Often I underplay my abilities and only go full boar when he's not around...if the student allows and I make sure at those times to not always go for the win.
As always I have kept my identity a secret. It is getting harder to do now...my body keeps trying to change and be more girlish. I do what I can to hide it, and have succeeded thus far. Only Chibody gives me odd looks from time to time, but I cover my tracks well. Sometimes I feel sorry for him and wonder what he's thinking when he does that...(laugh)....poor man, he probably thinks i'm quite bizar or something.
I have seen many potential students come and go in 4 years. Domon's face seems to sadden more and more with each try. Perhaps he thinks of what could have been if their son, Kiojin, who died only hours after being born, would be alive. Would Kioijin have met up with his fathers hopes and dreams? Or would he have missed his fathers expectations and things would still have been the same as they are now. It is a question we will ALWAYS ponder, for there is no answer.