Summary: Training to be a Gundam pilot can be tough and Professor G wants a backup plan so he trains a second teenager along side Duo for Deathscythe. What happens when Duo falls for the person he's training with? Is there a place for love in war? OC

Authors Notes: Okay, I realize that most people don't like OC's when they read fan fictions. I myself don't typically read stories with OC's. However, this is my first (and judging by the most recent responce, my last) story with an OC. I had just thought of this idea and thought it would be cool. I thought about using a character from the show as Duo's "training partner" but it just didn't work. I happen to like my character of Alianna but if you have a problem with OC's...I suggest you don't read this story.

Pairings: 2xOC

Disclamier: I do not own Gundam Wing or any of it's characters. I DO own Alianna Westwood.

CHAPTER ONE

Centuries in the future, in the year After Colony 195, Earth is surrounded by orbiting space colonies. The colonists are cruelly oppressed by the Earth Alliance, which uses huge humanoid fighting machines called 'mobile suits' to control the populace. Behind this tyranny is the secret society called 'Oz', which has infiltrated the Alliance military and steered it towards its repressive course.

Now, the space colonies are ready to strike back. Five young pilots, equipped with advanced mobile suits called 'Gundams,' are sent to Earth to wage guerilla war against Oz and its Alliance puppets. The war to decide humanity's destiny begins…

Deep in the heart of the L2 Colony Cluster, Professor G stands in front of his control panel, working long into the night, staring into the screens of his two digital mobile suit simulators. He was watching his two pilots-in-training as they battled their way through the simulations. After the last enemy fell, Professor G smiled grimly and leaned far over the panel until his lips hovered in front of a small microphone.

"Wonderful job A and B." His voice echoed into the ears of his two pilots. "Now…" He smirked into their screens, "each other."

Duo Maxwell chuckled low in his throat, his customary reply to the command to kill. It was no wonder he was called the God of Death. He looked over at the Professor and smirked.

"Whatever you say, Boss."

The braided boy turned his digital mobile suit around just in time to watch the large mechanical (however digital) fist slam into his screen. A low feminine chuckle entered his ears from the speaker.

"You talk too much, Oh, God of Death." The voice sneered mockingly.

Duo snickered and looked up into the dark eyes of his opponent.

"And you act too quickly, Goddess." Duo replied.

It was only then that Alianna Westwood noticed that while she had taken the time to attack, Duo was charging his cannon.

Most of the battles between Duo and Ali happened in this fashion. They had been training together for most of their lives while they were in the Sweeper Group as children and now they were training to be pilots. They were in tune with each others thoughts and knew precisely what the other was thinking – both on and off the battle field. This battle was just as all the others would be: a draw.

Ali and Duo stood panting in front of Professor G. three hours later. He was beaming at them with dark eyes that would have frightened a normal soldier; but these two were used to that gaze.

"You both have done well." He smiled at them.

Ali smirked and Duo chuckled.

"You have reached your peaks, I think." Professor G. continued, "which is why, I am going to continue you're training with an added difficulty level."

Duo crossed his arms over his chest and his eyes were hidden in the shadows of his cap.

"Piece of cake, Professor."

Ali leaned back against the wall with her arms folded behind her head. "What's the mission this time, P.G.?"

Professor G. winced. He hated being called that, which only provoked Ali to do it more.

"This mission will be more dangerous than your previous ones because it will not be a simulation."

Ali and Duo both looked up. They're first un-simulated mission? Did he really think them that good?

"You will be working on your stealth-"

"As always…" Duo coughed.

Professor G. glared at him and continued. "-while you attempt to infiltrate a warehouse here in the colony."

"A warehouse?" Ali asked. "How do we prove we've succeeded?"

"There will be a box. It will have my name on it. Bring it too me."

Duo and Ali nodded. "Mission Accepted." They said together.

Okay, I know, cliffhanger. Don't worry, I'll get the second chapter up as soon as I can. Please feel free to comment on the story. I always welcome reviews (no matter how ugly they are).