Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, but I do own a gundam that's part of this story.
Summary: All the gundams are permanently destroyed, and the earth and colonies are at peace. But what if there was one more? And it had all the capabilities and theresome of one of the destroyed gundams? And what if everybody that refuses to live in peace are after it and one of it's creators, Duo Maxwell? How will this time of peace continue with just one last gundam?
Chapter One- There's One Left
"Quatre, do you really believe we can live in a time of peace? A time with no war?" Duo Maxwell asked. Duo Maxwell, an American, was the former Deathscythe gundam pilot. His hair flowed to down below his back, and was the color of chestnuts, a light soft brown, and his eyes shine a radiant blue that seemed violet to an unaware eye. Being no more than the age of sixteen, this boy sat in a seat in a shuttle approaching Earth. His eyes focused on the outside straight into space, yet he, himself, waited for an answer from his friend.
"That all depends on what you mean on 'we', Duo. Do you mean 'we' as in us two? 'We' as in the human race? Or 'we' as in us gundam pilots?" Answered Quatre Winner with a question of his own. Quatre Winner, an Arabian, was the former Sandrock gundam pilot. His hair, much shorter than Duo's, reached to his mid-neck with bangs that went to his eyes, and the color of a radiant gold, with blue eyes that compliment it even more so. Being sixteen just like his friend that sat beside him, his blue eyes laid upon his friend.
Duo let out a sigh, "doesn't matter. Just making friendly conversation you know." But with the way his eyes refused to leave the window as if searching for a missing object, it was obvious he was talking about the gundams.
"Well, I believe we can. Miss Relena is doing her job well. I'm impressed. I mean even Wufei believes that there can be peace. Everyone has the will now to make sure there is." Duo's unmoving eyes worried Quatre. He has never seen his friend this depressed, but who could blame him.
Quatre could see what his friend was craving, for even he was having that same feeling. They, the gundam pilots, craved war. True, Quatre hated war, and he feared the thought of another breaking out, but what else is a soldier to do? Him and Duo weren't the perfect soldiers like Heero Yuy and Trowa Barton, or warriors like Chang Wufei, but life won't be as it was then. As it was with the gundams. The thrill of the battle, the opponents, protecting everyone with their own hands, fighting for what they believed in, but they felt the thrill, overcame the opponents, protected the ones worth protecting, and finally got the peace they believed in with their gundams.
The gundams, their friends and allies on the battlefield. They all had grown to trust and have faith in them, but now they're gone. Destroyed. Even Shenlong, Nataku, is gone. Nothing can be done now, but that doesn't release the feeling of emptiness of not having them.
Quatre placed a friendly hand on Duo's shoulder, and stared out the window also, looking into the vast area he considers his home. Quatre considered Duo a valued friend, but that didn't tell him the right thing to say. Is there a right thing to say to comfort Duo? Or him? Probably not, but there were many things that could be said, but only one remained in his mind. "Duo, you know as well as I that the gundams are destroyed." Quatre turned his face inwards to look Duo in his face. "I miss Sandrock, as much as you miss Deathscythe, but we did the right thing. In this time of peace there are no uses for gundams or-"
"Or their pilots." Duo turned away from the window for the first time to face the blonde Arabian. "Quatre, what if there's still one out there, what if-"
Quatre was astonished at what Duo was saying. "But Duo. There isn't. They are all destroyed. Sandrock. Deathscythe. Zero. Heavyarms. Even Shenlong. We all, including Wufei, believe that Miss Relena's dream of peace will succeed. We all agree that the people have the will to maintain this peace."
"You've already said that. I know it. But that's not my point."
"Duo why are you asking this? You know there isn't one left."
"Quatre, what if?"
"What if what? There isn't. Duo, they are all gone. Zechs's, Trieze's, ect. They are all gone. Every single one. All Destroyed."
"Quatre. That's not true. Th-"
"Duo, just stop."
"Quatre, listen! There's-"
"Duo, they are no more. No more can be created. We have no worries."
"QUATRE! There's one! There's one left!"
"No there isn't!"
"Quatre! Listen to me! There is one more! There is one more left. I know there is one more left. There's only one left."
"How do you know Duo?" Duo got a serious look on his face. Quatre has never seen Duo like this. It was obvious Duo wasn't joking. And that he knew what he was talking about. "How can you be so sure."
"Because… I helped created it."