New Mobile Report Gundam P

Chapter Twelve - A Poem, of sorts...

Deep within his heart of hearts, he knew he had to find them.

The Ones...who guided him through all of this...

He ran down the metal scaffolding and catwalks,

Only to find that they were gone,

His heart, now turned cold from the heat of battle,

Longed for the ones who would save him.

Certainty was not a factor, for he was lost

He did not know where to go, or where he'd been

But he knew this: The Universe stops for no one.

He ran quicker into the heart of the beast,

The floating abomination,

Jaboru.

Inside this monster, were people who only knew, and spoke, lies

But one, so pure, so Untouched, lie in the midst

"Doth thou knowst where thy goeth?" asked the voice

He could not answer.

He was certain to find his answer in the upcoming event

But he was uncertain.

His mind, set on finding these hosts

wondered aimlessly into the deep galaxy

He knew not of where he was going,

nor where he was from.

He had lost all things, everything.

But he did not give up hope.

For if the river, which ran dry, could fill again

And the hatred, that lived in man's heart, could turn to love

Then his mistake can be broken

And he would be set free

If only he did not follow the Untouched.

His journey, though almost over, has not begun

And his heart, which he could not find, has not beaten

And his mind, which was clouded by shame, has not thought

But his soul, encased by human flesh, had not lost his way

He knew where to go

Would his flesh follow?

This race, this peril, was a burden on his shoulders

The parting of the Ones had broughten great sorrow into him heart

And one last sound, one last word, could break this curse

He longed for their response

He longed for their wishes

He longed...for their face.

His mind had given up, and so had his heart

He returned to the mighty carrier, and the Untouched

His heart, still grieving for the Ones

Sought hope for the future

As one tiny tear, a symbol of his retribution, fell to the unnatural floor

The voice, the Ones, had returned

Hiding in the belly of the Carrier, they had sought to flee the Abomination

They sought to be with him,

They sought to be the Ones again.

And his soul, pure as it was, had rejoiced.

The One, was now a whole.