You know what? I'm not liking how some people aren't appreciative of Jin's work ethic in this story. Everything he does is deliberate and with meaning, with purpose. I have the rest of this story planned out, so please, if anyone had a problem with how a character is acting or how impossible it might be for someone to do something, make your comments friendly.

And Shadow Fox, please refrain from decking Jin a few hundred times. Kreed already took care of that, and he's the main character and all.

That was not intended to be hateful or anything all. It was just a simple request. I love these characters, because they are my creations, my brain child. I own them entirely. They are part of me.

After Eve Gundam Wing 2

Chapter Fifteen

"Okay you're all here," said Rasheed heartily. They were in the bridge of the Magnas, surrounded by various Arabians wearing their strange hats. They all took a great interest in what the pilots were doing on the ship, and they were ecstatic to learn that they were helping the Gundam pilots.

"As you know, this is the Bridge of the Magnas. It's where we take care of all the operations of this ship," said one man named Auda. "It's a pleasure to meet and serve you all."

"Serve?" asked Rachel. "Oh, please, that's hardly necessary. You needn't serve us."

"But it is what we enjoy doing Miss Skye," said another man. "It is our service to the late Master Quatre, living on in you five young people."

"He is exactly right," said Rasheed. "We all owe our lives to Master Quatre. We pledged to serve him in gratitude, to be there until our deaths. Well, though he may be dead, we have not yet died, so we carry on our duty, no, privilege by helping you kids."

"That's very generous of you," said Stephen. "Thank you."

"Thank you indeed," said Jin. "But let's move on to business."

"I couldn't agree more," said Rasheed. "I believe our primary objective should be the retrieval of Wing Zero, which is-

"On the Moon," said Jin. "There have been several manufacturing factories and facilities on the Lunar Satellite, so I stored the Gundam there. Still, no one lives on the Moon, so it was a safe place to keep it under lockdown."

"Yes," said Rasheed. "So we are to first make a direct path to the Moon. From there, we will, as covertly as possible, extract the Mobile Suit Wing Zero, at which point we will leave the area immediately."

"Let's be real people," said Rachel. "The Alliance will be constantly looking for us. Because they know we do not have Gundams Wing Zero and Deathscythe, they will naturally assume we are seeking to retrieve them or rebuild them, and they will not be wanting that to happen. We must be quick, and we must be quiet."

"Couldn't have said it better myself," said Kreed. "So let's get going now then shall we?"

"We indeed shall," said Rasheed. "Maguanac, set course for the Moon at full speed with maximum stealth!"

"Aye-Aye!"

"I am glad you made it out alright," said Ana as she approached her dark-haired, older "father" from the factory in the Arctic lands of Earth. They were on a colony in space, inside a tall building in the center of the metropolis.

"Yes, yes," he said in reply with a nod. "It was a close call. I did not foresee their escape or their plans to self destruct the Gundam, and I narrowly escaped with my life. We took off in a plane just before everything went up in flames."

"Well everything is working for us quite well now, isn't it?" asked Ana confidently and calmly. "Everything is going according to plan."

"Indeed it is," he replied. "Your brother is none the wiser too. He has no idea what is going on I suspect."

"Yeah," said Ana. "The whole world now thinks that the Gundam pilots were the ones who executed all those diplomats and nation leaders. The public opinion of them reversed a lot quicker than I had anticipated."

"That the thing about heroes," he replied. "They get to be very popular, but eventually, the people don't care about what happens, unless it's a scandal. People always love a big scandal. They'll believe anything really."

"Yes, I know," said Ana. "And we got them kicked out of the Preventers."

"Ah yes," he said. "Pretty soon, we'll have influence everywhere. We will be the ones in power, now that we have the TAC under control."

"But we cannot be too cocky sir," she said. "The pilots are still out there, and I've received word that they are after the real Wing Zero now, along with a means to rebuild Deathscythe."

"I know," he replied. "Which is going to be your next assignment. I want you to track them down and follow them to the location of Wing Zero. Find out where that Gundam is, and do not allow them to retrieve it, even if you have to destroy it. Of course, if you can, find a way to get it back here in one piece, but that is not a priority."

"Yes sir," said Ana with a salute as she left the room of their private meeting. "And Ana, if at all possible, do not kill anyone. Again, though, if you feel you must, by all means, do so."

Ana smirked devilishly. "I shall try my best to avoid such a situation sir."

End Chapter Fifteen

This chapter sucked. Nothing else to say. Sorry.