Chapter Two

Screams filled the air and fire engulfed the entire place. Gun shots sounded in the distance and bodies were strewn all about…

"Please! Spare him!" Tears fell like blood onto the burning carpet. A coughing noise filled the air and the sound of splattering blood was easily heart over the chaos. "Please! I beg of you!"

Heero's eyes flashed open as he jerked upright, wincing when he felt constricted someone and lifted his hand to touch his chest which was wrapped tightly with gauze. He lifted his hand to touch his throbbing head, he could feel the migraine pulsing through his head.

Rubbing his temple slightly, he wondered what had brought on that dream. He hadn't had many memories from the war since about two weeks ago. Then he had decided to join the Preventer's who gave him the job of Relena's—

"Relena!" He jerked his body upright again, ignoring the pain this time. Relena was more important than him.

A hand pushed him down gently, but held strength in it. "You shouldn't even be up now considering how much we drugged you up." A light voice said with a light laugh following.

"…Sally?" He had a slightly dazed look in his eyes, body drunk on the pain coursing through his veins and not to mention the morphine they drugged him up with.

"Yes, Heero. I must say after the war I thought your little escapades would end." She laughed slightly again, tossing one of her golden braided over her shoulder. "I guess I was wrong."

"Where's Relena?" He questioned, refusing to go back to sleep until he knew she was all right.

"She's safe." She looked down at her more injured patient. "And not too injured." Heero visibly allowed himself to relax. "You should really rest, or do I need to give you some more sedatives."

"I don't need rest." He eyed the needle Sally now sported in her hand with a threatening glint in her eye after he told her this. "I'll refuse."

"No you won't," She growled angrily, "You're too injured to jump around like nothing happened." She fixed a drip on his IV line and he cursed, rather loudly. He had been too preoccupied with the needle in her hands that he forgot about the IV in his arm.

He began to feel the world get darker and somewhat dizzy as he fought the sedative for a good ten minutes until Sally got annoyed and then upped the dosage. Then he went into a peaceful (not to mention drugged) sleep.

"Is he asleep?" The door opened to reveal a person in an almost military looking uniform. He got an affirmative nod from the doctor, Sally Po, and walked over to the sleeping occupant. Gently, the older person who looked to be about twenty at the most, brushed away a bang that covered his face, only to have the stubborn lock move back to it's original place.

"Might I ask how you knew of this attack?" Sally questioned with suspicion trickling in her words. Her blue eyes narrowed slightly when she saw the mysterious man brush away a bang from Heero's serene face. She crossed her arms, her whole body language showing she was annoyed and waiting for an answer.

"I predicted something like this would happen sometime soon." The person said with a sorrowful tone and downcast eyes.

"That was a rather precise prediction."

"I hope that by that you don't mean that you think I staged this whole event myself, do you?" The man turned around, light brown eyes looking questioningly at the doctor.

"Well, for one I don't even know your name…" She wandered off, hoping the man would catch her hint. After all, how could she trust someone she didn't even know?

"Oh!" The man gasped slightly, do a slight bow of his head as an apology. "Do forgive me." Sally nodded, expecting him to get on with his introduction as she leaned slightly against the desk. "My name is General Weissridge."

"Weissridge?" Sally questioned, wondering why the name sounded so familiar.

"Yes, I am the second generation of my family. My dear grandfather, a peace representative of the Romefeller Foundation, knows Relena, the one I believe this one was protecting."

"How can you be a General?" Her gaze darkened. "I've never seen your name come up in the Preventer's database for working here."

"That's because I don't." Sally blinked with slight shock, hand inching towards her gun. "Please, I hope you don't go and do something as drastic as that." He gestured slightly towards her hand that was reaching for her gun. "I mean nothing to that extent. I am merely a General of the Kingdom a ruler made long ago."

Sally blinked in shock again. "Do forgive me then." Sally removed her hand from the holster of her gun. "What country do you represent then?" She caught the fleeting look of sorrow in his eyes before he turned away to face Heero once again.

"Do forgive me, but such information should not be spread idly. It is a law in my country." Turning around he threw a smile at her as he reached for the doorknob. "Sometimes people only think it was all a fairy tale, but sometimes fairy tales do have truth." With that, he tilted his head towards her and showed himself the way out.

'Sometimes people only think it was all a fairy tale, but sometimes fairy tales do have truth'?" She said to herself. "What did he mean…?

Tam Weissridge smiled sadly as he took one more look through his binoculars before turning to look at the slumbering person, Relena Peacecraft to be more exact. Closing his eyes and sighing heavily he rubbed the bridge of his nose to try and stop the swelling pressure that would cause one hell of a migraine.

"General?" A voice crackled over the communication network he had set up to link with his cell phone.

Lifting his phone, he typed in the codes that would clear any static in the lines. "Yes?"

"Report?" The voice questioned eagerly.

"I think you may be pleased…" A smirk formed on his lips when he could practically feel the giddiness radiating off the person over the line from space.

"Wonderful!" The voice proclaimed. "Who might the lucky person be?"

"Heero Yuy."

"Shut up. You're lying." The person growled with growing anger.

"I kid not." Tam said while running his callused fingers through his short brown hair. The man sighed over the line.

"I think we may have more of a problem though."

"Oh?" The man said with piqued interest. "And what might that be?"

"He's a former Gundam pilot." Tam stated simply.

"Crap…" The man hissed. "How could this happen?"

"I'm not sure. As Senate of the State I would assume that you would be able to solve problems such as these." Tam retorted with exasperation. He was getting tired of doing the old politicians work.

"Let me guess, since things always get worse he's pilot 01?"

"Correct. I get what you're hinting at. Are you sure that we have to go through things as drastic as that?" Tam questioned with a furrowed brow as he bit his lip, a bad habit he had picked up from the council members.

"We have no choice." The man sighed over the line.

"The Preventer's will be all over our asses." Tam pointed out as he continued looking at the building.

"Watch your language." The man snapped half-heartedly. "As I said before, we have no choice. I hope you're intinct is correct."

"He's the spitting image."

"What about the girl?"

"She's doing fine. Heero protected her from the fall and took more of the blunt damage."

The man closed his eyes with this, sensing the teen Heero Yuy was injured with the tone Tam was using. "At least they are both all right." He sighed again. "I, General Tachenrechner and Senator of State, allow you to do all means to get this person into our custody."

"Understood." Tam already began forming a plan.

"General Tamaras Weissridge of the Gabrielle Kingdom, do not fail this."

Nodding, he severed the link with the click of his button and closed his eyes.

Once upon a time, in the far away lands of the peaceful colonies, a kingdom grew. One of true peace like King Peacecraft himself.

Coming from a noble family himself, Heero Yuy chose a wife and together they had a happy life together.

Their son, heir to the kingdom, was just a child when his father was assassinated. Then, the assassin, Odin Lowe, came after the family next to silence them also.

Then, the Gabrielle Kingdom which was named for Gabrielle, God's messenger, fell like the Sanc Kingdom after OZ demolished them from history.

Tam opened his eyes and sighed slightly. He turned to look one more time at the sleeping former Gundam pilot and got to his feet. "Maybe it's for the best…" He whispered to himself as he stealthily made his way to the building.

TBC