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As I said before, I will not disappoint with this fic and it will continue to be updated. The suspense will keep building up. Keep reading, this fic has a lot of twists and turns ready to keep you on the edge of your seat. Here's Chapter 1 now, and the first of the turns. I'm still practicing with the descriptive paragraphs, so you'll see some new ways mixed with my vocabulary to try and get it more interesting. Also, I was re-reading my prologue, and noticed my Microsoft word documents have HORRIBLE spell checks…So pardon if you see minor spelling mistakes like 'n' instead of on…

Chapter 1: The Meeting

The moon shined as a pale light in the sky, slightly illuminating the dark landscape below. A strong breeze blew through the growing pine trees below, causing them to shake in the draft. The sounds of vehicles moving back and forth on pavement were faint, covered by the sound of nature. An owl that was perched on a telephone wire scanned the ground for its prey. It suddenly opened its wings and took flight, flying deep into the woods, scared off by the clanking of armor and treads. A convoy of blue vehicles moved along the road, scaring up more birds and nocturnal animals as they passed, breaking the sounds of nature around them. The lights of the vehicles lit the road, and like a torch in the darkness, revealed the way for the group. Small jeeps led the convoy, followed closely by an armoured personnel carrier and a few more jeeps. The convoy continued to roll down the road as a dark figure rose up over the trees. The silhouette of a large building rose over the trees, lights pouring from the window and lighting the nearby area.

The convoy reached the opening where they were stopped at a gate by an orange officer. The entrance wasn't heavily guarded, and there was only a small platoon of orange soldiers guarding the area. The orange officer walked over to the first jeep and lifted his cap up. He pointed a flashlight into the vehicle and took a quick peek around, then shined in on the chest of the passenger. The passenger wore a tanned, yellow coat, with a matching colored hat. His beard and hair were black in the night, but a lighter grey or bluish color in the light. A revolver lay at the passenger's side and shined in its silver glory as the light reflected off it. The Orange Star officer fidgeted a bit and placed the flashlight away, then saluted to the passenger.

"Good evening Commander Grit! The other Commanding Officers are waiting for your revival inside, sir," The Orange Star Officer stated, pointing his hand to the building, where green, orange and yellow vehicles were parked.

"Thank you," Grit stated plainly, and with a motion of his hand, ordered the group forward. The Bloom Moon vehicles slowly drove up to the building that loomed ahead. Green Earth, Yellow Comet and Orange Star soldiers were fooling around near the other transports. A bunch of them have started to kick one of the soldier's helmets around like it was a ball. The convoy found there parking spots, and once stopped, disembarked. Two Blue Moon soldiers jumped from their transports, and headed to the APC. The APC's door in the rear slowly declined and a small, blue commissar cap appeared above it. The door slowly slid down to reveal a young boy, dressed all fancy in his military uniform. Parts were outlined in gold, and his black hair was newly cut. The young boy jumped off the APC and turned around as a taller woman walked out. Her black hair fell to the small of her back, blowing slightly in the breeze. She stood on high heels, with a long blue skirt covering her legs. She wore the top part of her uniform much in the same manner as the boy did. She was older then the boy, but looked just a bit over her teen years.

"Sasha, Colin, I reckon we'd better head up to the meeting before we become too late," Grit declared as he turned his head towards the doors and walked towards them. Two Orange Star soldiers opened the doors, just as Grit, Colin and Sasha walked in.

"The meeting room is just down the hall, sir," One of the Orange Star soldiers yelled from behind them.

"Thank you," Sasha stated as she turned around and continued to follow Grit and her younger brother. Her attention was easily caught to the hallway's walls that were decorated with elaborate paintings and pictures of the first two wars. The ceiling lights that hung overhead shed light on the pictures, brightening them up and showing their true colors. Her attention was caught by one photo in the hallway, a photo of the COs. It was taken after the first war, and it showed all the old COs. Andy, Girt, Nell, Kanbei, Drake; they were all in the picture posing to the camera. The next picture was of the COs again, but with their new companions Jess, Colin and Sensei. These must have been pictures taken after the first two wars. Then the third picture brightened her already cheery mood and made her smile. This picture was of their war, the war she lived through. The picture was taken after Von Bolt's defeat in the after war party, and all of them were posing like in the other pictures. It was just a shame some of the others weren't there for it. There were various other pictures of battles, regiments, divisions and the like on the hallway's walls. It was a giant gallery of the wars, all in one small hallway.

The double doors at the end of the hallway were carved with unique and beautiful designs. Vine carvings rose up the sides of the door, and wrapped around the top. The brown doors slowly opened as Orange Star Soldiers extended their arms to open the way to the room ahead. The room was basked in a bright light from the ceiling fans, which were designed out of a strong wood and also had elegant carvings. The lights that were fixed to the center of the six fans were the only source of light in the room. The walls were plain white, with only a few wall plants which were growing beautifully to give it some flavor. In the middle of the room was a sturdy wooden table, which was carved from the finest wood in Omega Land. The chairs which were set around the table were also made from the robust wood, and their backs were designed with style in mind. At the head of the table was a small podium. While the podium was not made of the same wood, it was carved with the best engravings and designs to make up for it. The floor was covered with light blue carpeting, which was soft when you stepped on it.

Around the table sat the other commanding officers, who were staring at their Blue Moon comrades. Sitting closest to them on their left was a large man in a yellow uniform. He had dark shades on, which shined in the light like his teeth and his bare head did. He had a scar I the shape of an x on his forehead. The brown suspenders he wore connected to his belt in the rear and front. Two small pouches lay on the belt, buttoned closed and towards the sides of his shirt. The top of his uniform was also buttoned closed, but looks as if it were about to burst from the tension. There was white wrapping on his legs, which were supposedly his socks and black shoes which was the only item of clothing which wasn't under strain. In his right hand was a donut, which had a large bite taken out of it. The CO was easily recognized as 'Lightning' Grimm of Yellow Comet.

Across from him was another man, with a long, thin mustache. His brown hair was topped with a green cap, which sat snugly on the top of his head. He had a green uniform on to symbolize which nation he was from. It was covered with a hard, glossy armor piece which reached around his neck, down the sides of his pants to his knees, and around his waist. A brown belt tied the armor around his waist, and his arms and back was concealed behind a large, green trench coat with a red inside. The bottom of his green pants was tucked into his brown boots. Javier was always the gentlemen of the COs, and was also as easily recognized as Grimm.

Next to Javier was a red-headed woman who was also in a green uniform. Her uniform was clean and smoothed to perfection. A black belt wrapped around her waist, and was topped off with a gold buckle. The bottom of her pants was neatly tucked into her black boots. Red markings on her shoulders were party covered by the green collar of her jacket. On the inside she wore a white, collared shirt which peered above the uniform. She wore a black tie under the collar, which went formally underneath the jacket's front. Like Javier, she was sitting as if she was at a very formal meeting, which it was. She was none other then Jess, instrumental in winning the second and third wars.

Across from Jess sat an almost pale white girl in her teens. Her black hair grew outwards, forming a clump of hair which didn't look too well kept, but neat anyways. She had a black top on and had a matching pair of black shorts. She wore black leggings which were also tucked into her dark boots. Her arms were masked inside her large trench coat, which was left open in the front. She didn't sit like the other COs, but sat more casually. She had both feet on the table while she leaned back, with only two of the chair's legs supporting her weight. Her arms acted like a cushion for her head as she leaned back on the chair. Everyone knew her as Lash, former enemy in the second and third wars, but now an ally.

Rachel stood at the head of the table, right behind the podium with her hands gripping its sides. Next to Jess sat Jake, with his headphones off for once. That still didn't keep him from turning up the music, so that the music bounced around the walls of the room. Although muffled, the music was clear and the beat of hard rock could be picked out. There were two more seats that were neatly pushed in next to Jake. There were two more empty seats between Lash and a mysterious man of which the Blue Moon COs did not know of. The person had a dark green uniform on and his uniform had a lime green symbol of a quasar, which was also on his cap. His black boots were slightly overlapped by the top of his pants. He had a lime green officer's cap on his head, and on his shoulders were black chevrons with three golden stars. He was in his early twenties, a bit older then Jake. His blue eyes were staring at them, just like the others.

"Glad to see you could all make it," Rachel stated smiling at them. "Please have a seat, we're about to begin."

"Glad to know we didn't miss a thing yet," Sasha stated as she sat down next to Lash. Colin came over and sat in between Sasha and the mystery man. Grit wandered over and sat down in the chair next to the podium, leaving a chair in-between himself and Jake for Rachel if she needed to sit. Jake knew Rachel was about to speak, so he turned off his music and put the headphones away.

"Before I begin, I would like to thank all of you who have come to this meeting," Rachel started. "I know you've all probably had busy schedules, but thank you all for coming."

"It's not a problem Rach," Jess stated. "We're all interesting as to why this meeting was called, I'm sure."

"Yeah, like who's this guy?" Lash asked pointing a finger at the dark green clad officer. He looked back at Lash with a raised eyebrow, then back at Rachel casually.

"He's the reason this meeting was called," She replied, standing up and looking across the table. "Yesterday, at nineteen hundred hours, Jake found him and a group of lime green soldiers washed up on the shore. Most of his soldiers were injured, and are now recuperating in our hospital nearby. As to the reason he's here, he'll have to answer that."

With that, Rachel nodded to him, and walked over to her seat and sat down. The eyes of the room watched as the man got up and walked over to the podium. He stood behind it, eyes closed, as the COs watched expectantly for his speech. He then opened his eyes and cleared his throat.

"My name is Vassili Ivanhovant of the Lime Quasar Armed Forces," The man started strongly. "My comrades and I have been traveling far from our nation to try and find help. Out nation has been at war with Violet Sun ever since they attacked us in a brutal invasion four years ago. I've come here with a group of my soldiers to try and get help, but was ambushed by a squadron of Violet Sun fighters. They attacked without mercy, making sure no one survived. Luckily they missed some of my men and I who were hiding under pieces of our wrecked transport copter. We washed ashore the same day, and I have to thank Orange Star for their aid and hospitality."

"Don't mention it, we're always willing to help people in need," Jake replied. "So there have been more countries we've never even known about lurking in other areas?"

"Correct," Vassili replied. "But Violet Sun and Lime Quasar aren't the only other nations you've never heard about. We have come into contact with gold and brown forces, but in a peaceful manner. It's very rare we see them, but we know there are probably more countries out there. What I came here to do was to ask for assistance in our war. Lime Quasar has taken heavy casualties and we're on the verge of defeat."

"So you're asking us for aid in a war after we've just gotten out of a war ourselves?" Grimm asked, taking another bite out if his donut and chewing on it.

"That's what I thought," He stated. "You don't have to send us aid, but it would be very much appreciated if you do."

"We don't really have that much left after the third war. The Bolt Guard has purged most of our resources, literally," Javier stated. "Anything we have is strictly for self defense kind sir."

"N-No mean to go against what everyone else is s-saying, but I would like to come and help you guys out!" Colin said a little shaky.

"So you're going to help them out Colin?" Sasha asked. "Well if that's the case, I'm coming with you. I can't let my little brother go alone."

"I'll help out also," Jake volunteered, "I'd be glad to help out a country in aid. As long as you guys have units and factories left, I'll help you guys out a lot!"

"We can't really spare any units for you guys. The best we can do is to find some transport copters and some escorts so you can get back to your country," Rachel pointed out. "We can only send COs to help out in the war effort, we can't send units yet."

"Do you think we're rushing into this a bit?" Grimm asked questionably. "I mean, we're going into a war without even knowing the first thing about either side. For all we know, Lime Quasar and this guy could be our true enemies!"

"Grimm has a point," Jess agreed, "We don't even know this guy and yet we're sending three of our guys over to help in a war we've never even heard of."

"It's true, you guys don't have any means of information on us or the war," Vassili agreed, surprising most of the other COs. Vassili gave out a long sigh, "It's your choice whether to trust me or not, but I'll need transportation home either way with your permission."

"I can trust this guy," Jake stated. "I can see it in his eyes."

"What are you talking about Jake?" Lash asked. "See it in his eyes? The only things I see in his eyes are his pupils!"

"I mean I can see there's something in his eyes that tells me he's not lying," Jake replied. "Either way, I'm going with him."

"And I'm going too," Colin declared strongly. "A-And I'm sure my big sister still wants to come."

"Of course I do Colin," Sasha agreed. "Now, if you'll please guys, we need some transportation."

"I reckon I could get you guys some transport copters and battle copters to get over to this Lime Quasar," Grit said with his accent. "I like this guy, he looks very trustworthy."

"Alright, it's settled then," Rachel declared. "Jake, Sasha and Colin will head off to Lime Quasar using Blue Moon Transport copters. We'll send aid once we're able to get muster up enough to be of use. I declare this meeting closed, thank you all for coming."

All the COs got up and pushed their chairs back in. Grimm had wiped off the crumbs of his donut from off his uniform and walked out of the room. Javier had helped Jess up from her chair in the gentlemen way and led her out of the room like a gentleman should. Lash leaped up, just as her chair was about to fall. She regained her balance and with one hand, quickly grabbed the chair before it fell and placed it back up. She slid it under the table and followed Grimm, Jess and Javier out of the room. Rachel packed up her little folder, and slung it under her arm. She walked out of the room and let out a long sigh as she exited the room. They had walked over to Vassili who was smiling at them. Grit wandered over to where they were, and chuckled.

Grit laughed, "Well, we don't know you, yet we're sending some of our best COs to help you out. I trust you well though. I'm counting on you to bring Colin, Jake and Sasha back to us alright?"

"I won't let you down, sir," Vassili stated and saluted.

"Aw shucks, I don't need another Colin to salute me," He joked as he laughed. "I'm not your superior, so knock off the military stuff alright?"

"As you wish then," Vassili replied as he dropped his hand to his side. He watched as Grit began walking away, then stopped and turned back.

"I'll have the transports ready in a jiffy, but for now why don't you get to know Colin, Sasha and Jake over here?"

Vassili turned his attention back to the three unknown COs who had just volunteered to help him. "Thanks for volunteering to help me."

"No problem," Jake stated. "I'm Jake; it's awesome to meet you."

"Thanks. I remember you from the beach, you're the one who saved me and my soldiers," Vassili recalled as he smiled. "I own you a lot, thank you so much."

"Don't mention it," Jake said scratching the back of his head with a cheesy smile on. "Oh, this lady next to me is Sasha, and her little brother Colin is the one next to her."

"It's a pleasure to meet you Vassili," Sasha greeted with a nod.

"S-Same here, it's a r-real pleasure to m-meet you!" Colin said in a shaky voice. Sasha looked at him and put her hand on his shoulder.

"There's no need to be afraid Colin, he's not going to hurt you or anything," Sasha assured him as he calmed down considerably.

"Sorry sis, I'm just a little n-nervous when I meet new people," Colin stated as he calmed down.

"Yeah, I won't do a single thing bad to nay of you. It's a pleasure to meet you all, and thanks for volunteering to help me and my country out," He stated to all three of them.

"Your transport copters will be arriving in about an hour you guys," Rachel said as she popped her head into the room. Her head disappeared as she walked away from the room.

"Don't mind Rachel, she's always busy so it's rare you'll get to have a nice, long chat with her," Jake explained to Vassili who was staring at the door. He looked back at Jake and nodded. "So how's Lime Quasar like?"

The night was alive as lights from the base lit the surrounding forest, stirring up the wildlife. Nocturnal animals stared in interest as the wind began to pick up. The whirling of blades above echoed through the forest as the gusts of wind got stronger. Above, four transport copters were basked with light from spotlights as they landed in the building's parking lot. In the lot still sat the transports of the four nations, with their drivers sitting on top, staring at the transport copters. The COs had walked out onto the parking lot which was now alive with action. The sounds of crickets and cicadas were drowned out by the whirling of the helicopters' rotors and the sounds of men moving back and forth along the pavement. The helicopters touched down softly as the sliding doors of the first copter opened up. Grit had rushed out towards the copter, and began to talk to the pilot while keeping his hat on. He nodded and continued speaking for a bit longer before he turned back and ran back to the other COs.

"The injured Lime Quasar troops are in the last two copters, and the others are in the second. The first copter will transport Jake, Colin, Sasha and Vassili," Grit explained to the others. "Now you guys go on now, and good luck!"

"Alright, thank you so much you guys, I appreciate all your help," Vassili said to all of them.

"Your welcome and good luck on winning the war," Rachel said to them.

"I don't completely trust you until I fight you, but I can trust you won't do any wrong to us," Grimm said to Vassili. "It was a pleasure to meet you, and I hope you win!"

"Don't get killed by some losers now!" Lash said laughing. "We don't want you guys getting killed!"

"May victory be your steed!" Javier exclaimed simply and affectively.

"Good wishes to all of you, and come back to us alive alright?" Jess yelled over the ever growing noise of activity.

"Thanks you guys," Vassili said loudly, "and I won't let you down."

"I promise I'll return perfectly fine," Sasha

Colin waved to the other COs, "I'll be back to see you guys again!"

"We'll see you later!" Jake said as he followed Vassili, Sasha and Colin to the first copter.

"Jake!" Rachel yelled.

Jake turned around to see Rachel walk up to him. She looked him straight in the eyes and said softly, yet so clearly, "Be careful."

"I will," Jake replied before turning around and getting into the first copter. A Blue Moon soldier shut the door from the outside, then turned around and ran towards the APCs, his uniform blowing around from the strong winds. The blades of the transport helicopters sped up and the helicopters slowly began to hover off the ground. The lead helicopter turned ninety degrees and sped off, the other copters following closely behind. Rachel continued to watch as the helicopters flew off, the noise dying down. As the noise of the helicopters died completely, the cicadas and crickets noise returned, and nature's noises resumed control of the area. The lights slowly died as well as the spotlights were turned off. Complete darkness swallowed the area, but the building remains the only illuminated structure. Rachel's hand lay at her heart for a few seconds before she brought her arm to her side. She turned around and walked back to the other COs.

"Lovebirds," Grimm chuckled as Rachel passed by. "You two have such good chemistry; I'm surprised you didn't go with him."

"Like I said during the final battle with Von Bolt Grimm, Stow it," Rachel said while walking into the building.

"Just leave her alone Grimm, you don't know what she's going through right now," Jess said while looking back at Rachel.

"Alright, alright," Grimm agreed. "I just wonder, you think this war could be bigger then we think?"

"Possibly," Jess pondered. "Let's just hope this war won't turn out to be as big as the other three."

Inside, Rachel sat at her desk over a bunch of new paperwork. She gave out a long sigh as she began reading the report on her desk. The desk itself was topped with a fine, green material, which was soft to the touch but hard enough to write on. The desk was carved from a fine wood, and had simple designs on it. The smell of perfume leaked from her wooden dresser which was next to her bed. The dressers also had simple designs on it, and had three big compartments for her stuff. Her closet doors were closed, and were white and plain like the rest of the walls. The brass door knobs on the closet and door matched equally, and had a simple key lock on them. The ceiling fan turned slowly, sending a small breeze of cool air circling around the room. The lamps on her desk and on her dresser were designed simply and the basic shape of any ordinary lamp. The light which filtered through their covers lit the room dimly. A small, blue couch lay next to the door and the desk, and was there if she needed just a bit of time to sit and think. It was a leather couch, and above it was a window which was covered with blue curtains made from a soft fabric. Another glass door was covered by a blue curtain. It led to the balcony, which had a stone railing that overlooked a lake in the woods.

Rachel gave out another long sigh as she continued to do her paperwork. Her eyes weary eyes wandered from her paperwork to one of the three pictures that lay on her desk. She looked at the picture and smiled. It was a picture of her older sister, Nell, and herself. Nell wore a purple dress and she had a red one on. They were hugging each other and laughing. She hadn't seen her sister before the beginning of the third war, and missed her a lot. Her eyes then wandered to the second picture. This picture was taken at the party to celebrate the end of the third war. It had Jess, Javier, Grimm, Eagle, Sami, and the others all posing for a group picture. The same picture hung in the long hall leading to the room they had the meeting earlier. Rachel recalled that day and gave another long sigh. She looked at the third, which was taken during the after war party. In the picture, she and Jake were together, just them alone. They weren't hugging or anything, but just simply holding each other's hand and smiling, but that's what made Rachel's heart yearn for more. She remembered telling Jake that he was like a little brother to her, but he knew very well he meant more to her. She knew exactly what her heart wanted, and she wanted it so badly herself. But she just couldn't find the courage to tell him.

She sighed again and looked at the picture with sad eyes and whispered, "Oh Jake, if only I could tell you."

She then buried her head in her arms and fell into a deep sleep. The lights were on a timer, and they shut off a while after she fell asleep. But even after the lights dimmed and shut off, the picture on her desk, the one of Jake and herself, still shined brightly in the darkness, like a ray of a light in her forlorn heart.

Well, that's it for chapter two. Tell me, how did you guys like it? I'll try and update every Sunday, so stay tuned in alright? Thanks for reading all, and a review would be nice! No flames, those will just be ignored, and deleted if it's anonymous. Thanks!

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