Yay! I'm back again! Thanks to all of those people who support this story... anyway, here's the sixth chapter! Hope you like it... next time I'll have a list of those reading... blahblahblah... I know I'm boring you... so here's the show, I mean story...

"Dearka, may you present yourself to the us…" one of the guests spoke. The brave ZAFT pilot suddenly stepped out of the crowd, showing himself to all of the ex-secretaries of the ZAFT group.

There were lots of guards surrounding them; just to make sure they wouldn't do any backstabbing. But that didn't worry me. What worried me most is that Athrun would do this to his friend.

But I really don't know how he feels towards Dearka. Anyway, Dearka looked at my guests with an angry expression on his face. "Traitors!" he yelled. "It's for the good, Master Dearka…" one of them said.

"Let me ask you something, former ZAFT servers, why did you choose to be in the ORB union?" Captain Murrue suddenly asked. "We… we just wanted the war to stop… now that isn't a bad thing, isn't it?" one of their representatives said.

"Liar!" Murrue answered. "What do you mean? You have no proof!" he said again. "You have been clutching your pocket since you came here! There must be a gun in there!" Murrue added.

The chief representative looked sweaty, he looked nervous. "So, what are you holding?" I asked, my curiosity arousing. "What do you think? We were sent here to eliminate the princess!" he replied.

All of the brought out firearms and shot some of the guards. "Princess Cagalli!" Madame Foley screamed in terror and she started running towards me.

I was actually dumbfounded. Why is our security so… not tight? I mean, they should've checked if the guests had weapons… There must be a traitor around to contact them… Athrun?

"Athrun… it can't be…" tears started to fog my eyes but I didn't let it out. But suddenly, Madame Foley pushed me out of the way from all the stray bullets.

"Madame Foley! Are you okay?" I asked. "Of course I am, Princess…" she said, standing up. "You have to get out of here, Your Highness!" she pushed me towards the dressing room.

"Wait! What about Athrun and Kira?" I asked her. "I'm sure they can save themselves, let's go!" she said. "But…" I started shivering. "… I don't want to lose them…" I continued.

"Well, do what you must…" she replied. "But you have to change your gown first." She said, smiling. "Okay…" I replied. I went into the dressing room, ripped off my most beautiful gown off me, and started wearing my "army" clothes.

But just when I was heading towards the door, someone kicked the door open. "Aha! So this is where the Princess is hiding!" the terrorist said. "What did you do to Madame Foley?" I exclaimed, knowing that he must have passed by her in the hallway.

"Oh, you mean the maid? I've already disposed of her… now it's your turn!" he did an evil laugh and pointed his gun at me. Tears started to shed from my eyes. "What's the matter? Afraid you'd go to hell?" he asked with that psychotic look on his face.

"Maybe you should be worried!" I said, kicking him in the stomach and pointing my gun at him. "Die!" I yelled. But then, a scene came back to my head…

Flahback:

"Shoot me." He said in a braggy sort of way. "I… I can't…" I finally said, putting my gun down, looking at everything… this tradgedy… this mess that the rebels have made.

The only thing a war starts with is a few misunderstandings. "Shoot. Now." Athrun said again. "I said I can't! I guess we're too young, aren't we?" I replied.

---End of flashback---

I began to hallucinate that the person in front of me is… Athrun. "What are you waiting for, young lady? Why dontcha shoot? Are you scared that you're going to sin?" he laughed maniacally but then, his face shifted into a lonely one.

"I'm sorry…" I whispered, holding the trigger. "What for? You have to, right?" he replied. Although this anonymous person has got nothing to do with me, he sorta touched my heart. "Sorry that this world was never a better place… but paradise is better, isn't it? I'll give you time to pray now, I promise that I'll pray for you…" I replied.

"Are you sure it's… a better place? Then… that means my family is fine… the ORB units attacked them… I guess that's because ZAFT is really… bad… we lived to serve ZAFT, and that grew my emotions towards ORB!" he yelled as tears fell from his eyes.

"I promise, that'd be nice… there's no more war…" I smiled a somewhat peaceful smile. "Thanks… thanks for the advice… too bad it's YOU who's going to that paradise! Maybe hell!" he pointed his gun at me once more.

"Darn…" I muttered. "See ya!" he laughed his signature laugh again… which I have to admit was really lame. He started to press the trigger and I suddenly moved out of the way, but I was shot.

I clutched my swollen arm and I pointed my gun at him. "Checkmate!" I yelled, I shot him somewhere in his stomach and he finally fell from his place.

"Elizabeth… kids… here I come…" he whispered before he continued his journey to lifelessness. "I'll pray for you, as promised… even though I don't know your name…" I smiled. I suddenly remember Madame Foley and I looked outside.

"Madame Foley!" I yelled as I saw her lying on the ground. "I-I'm okay… just a few bruises…" she said as she smiled. "Oh, come here, let me help you up…" I looped her arm around my nape and I tried to lift her to the clinic.

I lay her on the bed and I looked at her as I waited for the doctor. "I can't believe ZAFT!" I yelled. "Doctor's here…" she pointed. I looked at her wounded shoulder again, similar to mine. "Oh my… we should put bandages to that…" the doctor said.

"Put some on hers, I'll put some on my wound. Then I'll leave. Take care, Madame Foley!" I said as I wrapped some bandages around my shoulder. Then, I left.

I looked around for Athrun and Kira, but the main hall was completely empty. "Where did they go?" I asked myself.

Was it lousy? Please review! - thanks! Something just gave me an idea of having some traitors...