Pure Insanity
Gundam Wing and Fullmetal Alchemist crossover
Disclaimers: I don't own Gundam Wing
Prologue
It was night again. As the blood red sun sank below the horizon, its golden rays shining over the ruined landscape, a flurry of movement covered the burnt ground. It had been barely five days since the peace treaties between the earth and the colonies, but nevertheless, the people who didn't care for peace fled in terror. In terror of the manned peacekeeper mobile suits roaming around. The rumors said that one suit had defeated the leader of White Fang, that these 'gundams' were heroes. However, the gundams had disappeared to Antarctica so one of their comrades could finish an unfinished duel. While four of the suits stood motionless, their pilots watched as the fifth opened its cockpit and the pilot tumbled into the snow, landing catlike. The pilot was a young mousy haired boy, no older then 15 and wearing nothing more then a forest green tank top and black bike shorts. He staggered in the deep snow, wading towards the towering ice cliff. A large black memorial stone sat at the foot of the cliff, unfamiliar symbols inscribed on its glossy surface. A girl waited beside the stone for the approaching boy, her golden hair billowing out behind her like a shimmering curtain. She wore a white coat over her blue dress to stay warm as she waited. The two walked up to each other, exchanged verbal greetings, and turned to look at the sky. As if this was a signal, two smaller white mobile suits flew down and landed in front of the gundams. Three people appeared from those cockpits, two girls and one mummy-creature. The girls helped the creature out into the snow, but the creature seemed determined to walk on its own. However, after about five steps, the creature sank shoulder deep in the snow and started shouting in a hoarse male voice for 'assistance'. The two girls dragged the creature out of its prison and dragging off the bandages by accident. Its matted white blond hair covered its shoulder while it struggled to remove its helmet with a frozen gloveless hand. It brushed the assistants away and finally removed the persistent helmet. Anyone who had watched this felt his or her blood run cold. The creature was actually a young man in his early twenties, wearing a worn but clean white military outfit. The man's face was scarred heavily over his left eye, burns covering his whole face. He looked to the two people waiting silently for him and nodded to the boy. The girl tightened her grip on her companion's shoulder, as though afraid he would leave her alone. The boy removed her hand and looked at her, a faint trace of a smile on his face.
"Go on. He's waiting for you." He said quietly. The girl seemed confused.
"You mean…" she gasped and turned to face the white-blond haired man. The boy nodded and pushed her forward slightly.
"This is what you wanted, right?" he asked in barely a whisper. The girl watched her companion then turned and walked toward the other group. One female assistant bowed as the girl walked past, silent tears falling from her eyes into the icy snow. The other one curtsied then backed away to stand with her colleague. The girl now faced the young man, her mind reeling but she stood firm. The man kneeled on one knee in front of her then, without warning, hugged her close.
"My sister…my little sister. You've grown up since I last saw you. I'm sorry for everything. I truly am." The man whispered in her ear, stroking her hair with his uninjured hand. The girl seemed paralyzed with shock and curiosity, staring into the man's ice blue eyes.
"B…brother?" she stammered. The man pulled away, looked her in the eye then nodded. A single tear rolled down his cheek as he spoke.
"Happy Birthday…Relena."