A/N: I'm so, so sorry for the wait you guys. This chapter was near impossible to get out. I've been working on something I have over on fictionpress, and I kinda forgot about this. Onegai. ^_^' Anyway, here's the next chapter. And a special thanks to all of you who kept reviewing and encouraging me, it means a lot to me.

Usagi sat next to Yaten while Haruka and Seiya paced the room. They had been arguing on a way to get her out without anyone noticing for nearly an hour. Sighing in frustration Usagi looked down at her hand, frowning when she saw that blood had seeped through. She wanted to get out and with Seiya and Haruka fighting that wouldn't happen any time soon. Shutting her eyes she leaned back against the wall, warding off the nausea that crept over her. She could never go back, not until she died here. But she didn't want to die. The pilots had taken her in with open arms, welcoming her into their midst without questions. There had been the issue that she was an angel, but they had still taken her in. She could have never met them before in her life and she was sure they would have accepted her.

"No! We can't do that! If it were anyone else, anyone but her, then I'd do it! You know that!" Seiya was yelling at Haruka and had drawn Usagi out of her thoughts.

"It's our only option! She's stronger than you credit her for Seiya!" Haruka was in Seiya's face now, annoyance clearly visible upon her lightly tanned face. Usagi frowned and stood up, ignoring the fatigue that flooded her body. She'd never felt this weak before.

"Stop it! Both of you! You've never treated me like this before so don't start now!" Yaten looked up at Usagi through his almost white bangs. She was still the same person he remembered.

"But Usag—."

"No! Enough! All I want you to do is get me out of here!" Haruka smirked as Seiya sighed in defeat. "Now, what was the plan?"

"Shh! Someone's coming!" Usagi unconsciously pressed herself against Yaten as he stood, holding her breath as she heard the footsteps approaching. The metal bolts were heard as they rolled out of their socket, the beep of the security card slot sounding faintly beyond its barrier. A man entered the room, two guards standing in the doorway behind him.

"Time to go Miss Usagi." Fear unwillingly displayed itself upon her face as he gripped her arm, dragging her out of the room. Haruka, Seiya and Yaten watched in silence as she was taken, determined looks upon their faces.

"Where are you taking me?" The man handed her over to the two guards and she found herself being held in a bruising grip by both arms. The man in front of them chuckled, sending shivers down her spine.

"To our boss of course. He wishes to test his newest Gundam with you as its pilot." In her head she smiled. She'd been around the pilots long enough to know exactly how to fly a Gundam. As they turned a corner to enter a secluded room she could see her three friends following them at a steady pace, Haruka in the lead. Little did she know just exactly what she was in for.

"So, you're the girl who possesses the strength to pilot my Gundam?" Usagi stared at the back of the leather chair, her heart beating furiously in her chest. True, she knew her friends were near to protect her, but she was human. If things got too bad, she could be severely hurt.

"If that is what you think, then yes." The man in the chair chuckled, turning to look at her. His face was vaguely familiar, from where she couldn't tell. It was obvious by the wrinkles on his face and the weary droop to his eyes that he was considerably older than the others.

"I've been waiting for this day for quite some time." His black hair was slicked back against his head, his mustache thinning miserably. There was a glint in his eyes, one she recognized. With surprise her eyes widened.

"General Septem!" His grin was sinister as she gaped in shock.

"I'm surprised you know who I am. But yes, I am he. And you, my dear, are the key to my success." Usagi furrowed her brow in defiance.

"What do you plan on doing with me?" General Septem played with a pen between his fingertips. His expression was distant, as were his eyes.

"Years ago I modeled a Gundam unlike any other. It was big, it was fast, and it was strong. However, it required an energy source that was rare. Now it's nearly impossible to obtain. All I need is to power this Gundam once to destroy the other five, and my pathway will be cleared. My army has been growing strong, and I have many advanced mobile suits that don't even require a pilot. By installing an artificial intelligence ship into each one I've created the perfect machines."
                "Why not use that chip for the Gundam?" His beady eyes landed on her once more and she cringed.

"Ah, but I have. As I said, all I need is the power source. A metal that is so rare now that the only place to find it is in a museum. Even those quantities aren't enough. I used most of the source when I was testing it, never imagining that I'd run out."

"What is it?"

"Silver oxide. By combining certain chemicals with silver I can create an energy so strong it's barely containable." Usagi felt her heart rate slow as a wave of relief passed over her.

"Then I'm sorry to inform you that you've wasted your time. I don't have what you are looking for." Septem smirked, standing to his feet while folding a sheet of paper into a tiny square.

"Again, you are wrong my dear. You see, this source that I require is within you." Usagi's eyes widened in disbelief. "See?" She watched numbly as he took her injured hand in his, unwrapping it so that the wound was exposed. Applying pressure the edge he gently reopened it just the tiniest bit. When a drop of blood surfaced he quickly caught it on the square of paper. Usagi watched him hold it to the light. She was surprised to see that when the light touched it, the blood became translucent and almost glittered.

"What…?"

"That, sweat heart, is the silver within your blood. You have several of the chemicals that will provide for my fuel. However, there is something within your system that adds to it. I'm almost positive that it will make my Gundam indestructible." He grinned once more, frightening her. In fear she began to back up, stumbling over her own feet.

Haruka and the others exchanged worried glances, unsure of whether or not it was time to interfere. When Usagi narrowly escaped the grip of one of the guards Yaten felt his heart burn. His eyes flared like rubies, his calm form dissipating as his true form was revealed. In place of the small, petite angel was a fierce, God fearing warrior. His robes were white as snow, a band of shining bronze wrapped around his waist with a sword dangling from the side. His sandals became bronze and bronze bands appeared around his wrists. His face was hidden by a glow of blinding white light, only his eyes shone through. At his outburst the others transformed as well, looking the same as he. There was barely a discernable difference between the three. Usagi gaped at them, ignoring the way the soldiers looked at her. They couldn't see what she was seeing. Only on rare occasions had she seen her friends enter their warrior forms. They liked to stay simple and wore what could be called a 'human disguise' most of the time. Even when they had shown themselves, Haruka had been the first to show. For Yaten, the quietest and most humble of them all, to show himself first was a shock.

"What are you staring at? Let's go!" One of the guards reached out to grip her arm and nearly succeeded. Yaten gripped his wrist the moment he was about to touch her, giving her enough time to get away.

While Usagi took the chance to get away she glanced back to see her friends causing trouble for the guards. They were tripping over one another, having trouble with their weapons, and unable to open the door when a breeze came and slammed it shut. Her freedom was short lived as she soon found herself in the arms of yet another OZ soldier. Picking her up he slung her over his shoulder, carrying her down the hallway. Her struggle to get away was halted when the man's grip became bruising.

"I have Miss Usagi, General." The hangar was dark, a single beam of light over head shedding the only light. Desperately she tried to see what they were going to do to her. Before she could say or do anything more, a rag was placed over her mouth. Startled, Usagi tried to back away and was held in place by the man who had her over his shoulder. Her body went slack after a moment, numb even to her own mind.

"Place her inside." Scared senseless she could only watch as they placed her body in what must have been the cockpit of the Gundam. "I want her secured, so that even if they manage to ground it, she'll never escape."

General Septem's gaze was harsh and unforgiving. Usagi wanted to scream, to call her friends and let them know where she was. Would the pilots get there on time? Would they know where to look? Where were Haruka and the others? Had they given up on her? As her arms were lifted over her head and locked into laser cuffs a tear escaped her eye. Her legs were spread as her ankles were locked into place as well. It wasn't that she was afraid of death. She would have much rather die and be back in Heaven at any moment. It was the fact that she didn't want to feel the pain. If they tortured her, she would never make it. Numbly she watched as they put some sort of IV needle into her arm, and her blood began to slowly leak into it.

"Now, you see that tube?" Her eyes were the only things capable of moving as she looked at him. "That tube feeds your blood into a vat of pre-mixed chemicals. It goes slowly so as to use only what is necessary. Besides, we don't want you to fall asleep, do we now? I want you to be awake to witness the destruction of those Gundam pilots you call friends." Usagi could do nothing more than cry. They had no idea what they were getting themselves into. If they tried to save her, it would be their end.

"Up there, that's the abandoned colony Treize was talking about." Duo smirked as they approached, the faces of his comrades appearing on the screens to the sides of him.

"Duo we must do this cautiously." Quatre had reverted back to his humble self. After his outburst he had become too worried to feel any other emotion. Duo stuck his tongue out at everyone before turning on his thrusters and rushing into the atmosphere. The other pilots sighed in exasperation.

"Just because that baka has a cloaking mechanism he thinks he's invincible. Honestly, what a fool." Wufei shook his head in disgust, lowering his thrusters as they neared the base. OZ was most likely expecting them, so there was no point wasting fuel to rush to the ground.

"Do you think she's alright?" Trowa looked at his screen, hearing Quatre's quiet, desperate voice. A smile crept upon his features.

"Yes, I do. She's strong Quatre; you must give her credit. Look what she's dealt with so far." Hiiro's face suddenly popped up on all their screens, his face deadly serious. For a moment the pilots were reminded of when they fought in the war, and how they had been then. It had been over two years since any of them had even touched their Gundams, yet once they were behind the controls it felt as if no time at all had passed.

"I'm picking up a heat signal, and it isn't Duo. Look ahead." Immediately all eyes were turned to look into the vastness of space. Coming up from the base was a Gundam unlike any they had ever seen before. It was white in color, with all shades of blue. It held no cannons, lasers, guns, or any such weapons.

"What is it?" Wufei leaned forward, straining to get a better view. As they watched the hands of the Gundam before them began to glow. Pulling back Hiiro flipped several switches, preparing for battle.

"I believe it's our ticket back into commission."