Thanks to Chi-41132 for rating and making me feel special again.:) So… I dedicate this slightly defunct chapter to you. I promise the next one will be eons better!

Revised.. a little.

A tremor shook the ground, soon followed by a large mushroom of dirt and debris that rocketed into the sky from a small island off the coast of Aube. Crew on ground from the Creuset team shouted and ducked for cover as the force from the impact sped their way. Falling to the ground and shielding their eyes from the airborne grit. Yzak was thrown onto the ground and buffeted by the sudden onslaught, his colorful curses drowned by the shock wave.

The cloud receded and all was quiet once again.

Those atop the Archangel had a similar experience. People shouted and ran blindly for the hatch, crashing into one another and sliding on the dirt and gravel.

"What is going on?" Ramius called as the ship trembled. "Apparently the shock wave and debris thrown out by whatever it was the crashed a few miles to the west." A crewman answered, studying his screen for any more information.

Dearka cursed from his cell in the brig. Being bounced about was not something he was fond of. His fellow prisoner, Nicol, took the situation a little better, but not much. "Is it over?" the blond pilot winced, "What do you think it was? Earthquake maybe?"

"I doubt it was an earthquake, Dearka. We're not on a fault line." Nicol answered quietly, pressing his face against the bars. "And I think it is over… for now… whatever it was."

The sun speared through the lingering clouds of dust, sending those below into a foggy quagmire of dust, humidity, and confusion. "Gah. This is why I don't come to earth." Someone in a ZAFT uniform muttered as he brushed himself off and began to stalk back into the ship. Actually, that seemed to be quite a popular idea.

"Commander, should we investigate?" a crewman turned in his chair to look up at Creuset.

"Later, I believe. It is just past dawn. And we would accomplish nothing were we to take action in open light."

"Yessir."

"Call everyone back inside the ships. We're ending our search for the next few hours"

"Yessir."

"Captain!" Sai and Kuzzey slid through the bridge doors, out of breath and pointing towards the sky. "Did you see that!" Kuzzey cried, putting one hand on his chest and the other against the wall to steady himself. "You two look like you've been through a dust storm." Mu commented dryly. "What was that? Are we going to go investigate?" Sai asked, clearly regaining his composure faster than his companion.

"Well…" Ramius slid a sidelong glance at Mu, who simply shrugged innocently and tossed her a coy grin. "I suppose we should. The people aboard will need medical attention- if it was a ship at all." Sai nodded. "Kuzzey and I will go inform everyone."

"Attention" the coms cracked on. "We will begin moving towards the impact zone. All are to remain alert."

"Aw.." Kuzzey looked over at Sai. "We were going to say that…"

Apologies on how much this chapter sucked. Yeah it did. :-(