Chapter One

The war wasn't over yet and the year was After Colony 195, or better known as AC195. It had been more than half a year.

Heero had gotten to known the few Gundam pilots which were open to him. He'd gotten to know Trowa during his recovery from his self-detonation when OZ was taking control out of the world. While Duo he had known when he tried to get rid of his Gundam, Wing Zero, the most dangerous of all the Gundam's since it contained the Zero system, which utilizes the pilots skills and increases them while the pilots looses control at the same time. Quatre, another Gundam pilot, had experienced this when he used the Gundam to reek havoc across outer space because of his father's death that, initially, made him mentally unstable. Quatre mainly because he was just there, always cheery except in the battlefield. Wufei lived in his own little world, but him and Heero got along better than everyone did mainly because they had similar personalities, both preferring to work alone and savored solitude, though Trowa was like this too, but didn't seem to mind the other pilots. Him and Quatre were good friends, on account of the meeting during the war on a mission. The Magnac corps, a close knit "Family" of all-test tube born soldiers fixed his Gundam by Quatre's orders. Wufei had grown to admire Heero, though he would rather die than admit that.

The rustle of leaves above caught his attention. It was only the wind though. He realized that no threat would harm him here. It was a small apartment located near the woods close to the Sanc Kingdom. Heero leaned against a tree, his breath was labored. He had worked himself to the point of exhaustion. He barely rested or slept, always up on the computer typing away or changing his still fresh wound. A boulder stood nearby.

As he slowly got down on his knees, he sat with his back against the mossiest part of the boulder creating a better comfort to the now less frequent shooting pain in his back. Footsteps and the crunching of leaves caught his attention. They were coming his way. Whoever or what ever it was.

He reached into his side pocket and pulled out a gun. He pulled back the safety. No one would come this far into the woods. Unless it was a wild animal.

A figure appeared and Heero clicked the safety off in one swift motion that was as simple to him as batting an eyelash.

Author's note:

Very sorry this one was so short; I need to work on making longer chapters (sigh). Anyhow, what did people think of this chapter? Weird, neh? Hopefully if people continue reading it will get better!

-Red Tail