EPILOGUE

January 23, Cosmic Era 71

Earth Alliance Ptolemeus Lunar base

Ptolemeus Crater

"NOOOOOOOO!…." Shouted Mwu as he woke in his quarters on the EAF Ptolemeus base. It's been almost half a year since the disaster that befell the Defense of Endymion. He saw Colonel Keyes' mobile armor get ripped apart while the frequency announced the choppy transmission, due to the effect of the Neutron Jammers in the area, "--Rau Le Creuset—ie-­­---on't you?" He was about to engage the mobile suit in combat when the laser fire from the lead ships of the 2nd fleet flash between them. Rau Le Crueset, We'll meet again… I swear.

It wasn't long after that the leadership of the Atlantic Federation admittedthe use of a CYLOPS system. Mwu was thought to be the only survivor. The Fleet brought him back and he was called the 'Hawk of Endymion', a hero. One life out of several hundreds, and they called him a hero.

He sat up on the edge of the bed, he rubbed his forehead with his left palm; he knew that he had that nightmare again. Still wearing his sweat soaked clothes, he looked at the watch on the wall, it was almost 0900 hours already, and he had to get moving. He walked towards the cabinet in the Spartan furnished room and pulled out a fresh change of clothes. Changing into them he thought he saw his comrades' images in the shadows of the room. But that just faded away. Today he was to meet up with Colonel Halberton of the 8th fleet. He was assigned to escort a group of specially trained pilots to the resource satellite of Heliopolis, a satellite controlled by the neutral nation of Orb. Details were sketchy, but apparently the Atlantic Federation had success with their mobile suit project, due to the assistance rendered by Morgenroete Inc.

"Maybe this'll turn the tide guys." He said out loud as he fixed his dress attire into its formal appearance, and not the casual style he favored when with his old squadron. Passing by his locker he saw the pictures of his time with the Moebius Zero Corps. He smiled sadly at them. As the memories surfaced: Elsa Dupre and her straightforward approach, Marcus and his happy go lucky attitude, Colonel Keyes and his casual mannerisms. He saw the past in them, a past he wouldn't want to forget. He looked behind his shoulder as he stood at the entrance to the room. "The Hawk of Endymion" He said with a sigh "…watch over me you guys." He said as the door closed shut behind him.