Gundam Wing After Eve

Chapter One

Peace isn't eternal…

Hell, it isn't even possible to begin with.

You can't just make everyone want to be happy like there will never be any hatred or jealousy or the like in the world. Earth is perfect, but humanity is not. Space is perfect, but humanity never will be.

These things, Jin knew to be true.

There was no way around it. There will always be war… There will always be a need for soldiers.

Gundam Wing After Eve

"You're telling me there are new Mobile Suits being made?!' shouted a short man. He was about in his fifties with graying hair, and he looked a little plump. He wore a blue suit and tie. He was the President of the Peace Corps known as the Preventers, recently reestablished.

He was shouting at a young woman with long red hair in a ponytail and an equally aged man with short, spiky white hair. They were wearing blue and black Preventers jackets.

"It's not our fault," said Kreed. "We only just now became aware of the situation."

"We're doing everything we can to solve the matter," said the red head, Rachel. "We've sent a few people to find out what's going on."

"I want this resolved as quickly as possible," said the President. "People are giving us money for a reason, and that reason is to make sure new weapons aren't just popping up all over the place. Get to the bottom of this!"

"Yes sir!" they both replied with a salute. They retreated from his office into a busy, large lobby with people bustling about in every direction. Rachel sighed heavily.

"What a day," she said as she ran a hand through her hair.

"This new MS model could be serious," said Kreed. "Someone must have a reason for building upgraded mobile suits. These people want to do something, and I fear it could be bad."

"Stephen's already on his way to check it out," said Rachel. "He was more than happy to take the mission. He said he'd report to us the moment he found out anything, so all we need to do is wait really."

"Whatever," said Kreed.

It was the third year since OZ's war had ended and their group disbanded. The world had actually managed to live in a shred of peacefulness since then. This came largely in part to the Terra Alliance Peace Corps, which had split of into the Preventers a year ago.

On a small, lonely road, out in the middle of nowhere, a blue streak of light sped along. The straight road carried on over the flatlands for miles, and it was a perfect drive for someone who just wanted to spend time doing nothing or keeping to themselves.

The setting sun on the horizon eclipsed the blue motorcycle. Its driver, a man twenty years old, enjoyed his time spent in solitude on the road. He twisted the accelerator handle a little more, and bike accelerated to ninety miles an hour. The rush was amazing to him. He lived for excitement such as this, but it was what kept him calm in reality. He was most relaxed when things were chaotic.

A ringing noise came to his ear inside the helmet, and he realized he was getting a phone call. "Hello?" he greeted.

"Jin!" said Rachel.

"Oh hi Rachel," said Jin. "Just out for a drive right now."

"Jin, we've got an emergency," said Rachel frantically. "We need to talk."

"So start talking," said Jin.

"It's Stephen," said Rachel. "He went out on a mission the other day. It was just a routine call to check on some weapons. You know - weapons inspections."

"What's wrong with him?" asked Jin.

"He hasn't returned in days, and we haven't heard from him," said Rachel. "And we received a distress signal from Gundam Deathscythe. Stephen sent that signal. He knows not to use it unless it's an absolute emergency. Something's gone wrong."

Jin slowed to a halt. (He went from 90 to 0 in about five seconds…) "Where are you?" he asked her.

"Back at the Preventers Offices in Augusta," replied Rachel.

Jin spun the bike around 180 degrees and accelerated his bike back to the extremely high speed he was cruising at moments before. "That's only a couple hours away," he said. "I'll be there soon. Stay where you are and monitor the signal. Pinpoint its exact location and get Anita and your brother together. We all meet there in…two and a half hours later."

"Got it," said Rachel. "Bye."

"Good bye," said Jin. The phone in his earpiece automatically hung up, and he continued to accelerate even faster on the straight road, pushing his bike over 110 miles per hour. He was glad he was wearing a helmet, just because he knew he wouldn't be able to see without it.

"I hope this isn't related to their new Mobile Suits," said Jin.

Jin arrived in front of the office building that stood thirty stories high. He took off his black helmet and shook his head, letting his shaggy hair fall around his head and face. He set the helmet on the bike and ran into the building through a set of revolving doors.

Upon his arrival, three familiar people immediately greeted him: Rachel Skye, her brother Kreed Skye, and Anita Rose. They were all pilots, like himself, coming from unique backgrounds. A few hellos and greetings were quickly exchanged, and Jin quickly jumped to the topic that was most important.

"Tell me what we've got," he said. "I want to know everything."

They went into a small office and took seats around a small table. Rachel took out a lap top computer and placed it on the table in front of Anita and Jin. "These are pictures of an old factory in Iceland, long abandoned and left alone," she said. There was an image of just a large black rectangle on the screen. Nothing was peculiar about it. "These pics were taken by a satellite from space a month ago."

A new picture showed up on screen, this time with a red image on it. "This picture is only a week old, taken exactly seven days ago. It's the same base with a new item inside it. That red thing is a heat signature released by a Mobile Suit." She clicked on it and it enlarged, zooming in and enhancing the image so it didn't lose its clarity.

"We've never seen this model before," said Kreed. "It's a new weapon, obviously an MS."

"We sent Stephen out to check up on the situation and find out why this thing was there," said Rachel. "We told him to bring Deathscythe, and he gladly obliged, because we wanted to be cautious."

"We apparently weren't cautious enough though," said Kreed. "Because since he left, we haven't heard from him. All we have is that his Gundam is sending to us a distress signal, a warning. Stephen had to have activated it. He is the one with the remote device that tells the Gundam to do it."

"So we don't know where he is exactly," said Jin. "We just know where his Gundam is."

"Precisely," said Rachel.

"This is bad," said Anita. "I can think of only one reason that someone would construct a new weapon, and that's war."

"My thoughts exactly Anita," said Kreed. "Great minds think alike."

"Don't flatter yourself," joked Anita.

"We have to get him back," said Jin. "He's been gone for six days?" Rachel nodded. "Okay then. The primary mission is to retrieve Stephen. After we're positive that he is safe, we will try to get answers. Only then will we search for the solution to this. Agreed?"

"Yes," said Rachel. "I agree. Stephen comes first. When we find him, we may actually get the answers we need anyway."

"Right," said Jin. "This new model is intriguing. I've been researching it for some time too. I hacked the Preventers' files. I like to check in on our world every now and then."

"You know, the Preventers would make you their President if you just asked," said Rachel. "You're that famous and renowned."

"I don't want it," said Jin. "Office jobs just don't work for me."

"Right," said Kreed. "I guess we should have known."

"Well I say we stop talking and figure out how we're going to get our friend back alive," said Anita. "I want to get this over with quickly because I have classes to teach on Monday (today is Friday).

"Good idea," said Jin.

"So we're all back together again," said Rachel.

"Spare me the tears of joy," said Kreed.

"It's nice to se you all again," said Jin. "It's been too long. I guess it's sad that it took something of such grave matter to bring us all back to each other."

"Whatever it takes," said Rachel.

End Chapter One

This is it guys! Here's that sequel, and I hope I did alright with it. I've had many ideas stewing in my head for quite some time, but it's pretty much all decided now. I can't say much more, other than I will ask, as you all might expect, for as many reviews as you can spare. Be helpful in any way you can. I mean it. Tell me what to do if you want and I'll try and make your ideas work.