This chapter is a little early because I am bored. I'm just sitting on the couch watching the Pelican Brief and YuGiOh, so I might as well update.

When I started posting this fic, it wasn't till around the 3rd-4th chapter that I got my first review. Now I started posting other fics, and the next morning I woke up and found that I had 14 e-mails, almost every single one was a review. It was really cool :D Thank you everyone who did a review, I love to reading them. If anyone has any suggestions they would like to make so that I can write an even better story, feel free to voice them. Here's the next chapter, enjoy

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Seed or Seed Destiny (but I wish I was the captain of my own Nazca Class ZAFT ship. That would be freaking sweet)


Yzak caught a glimpse of the blue planet that was just within reach. Sitting in his captain's chair, he began to survey the situation, "Abby, report."

The young, blond girl at communications began to read the results of the scan, "We're being pursued by a Nazca Class ZAFT warship, sir." she said, "Apparently, they've caught onto our plans."

"Apparently," Yzak sighed, "Hail them."

"They are already hailing us, sir."

"Good," he smirked, "Put them onscreen then."

After a few seconds, the other captain came on screen. It was a recognizable face. Yzak remembered him from when he first was assigned to the Voltaire, he was required to meet a majority of the other top-ranked ZAFT captains. The one he now saw on the screen was one he knew well, Captain Yuri Honoka stared back at him. Yzak frowned at the middle aged man, and sighed.

"Get out of my way, Honoka."

"I can't do that."

Yzak stared at him, "Trent is a bastard, you know what I mean. You should understand what I'm doing and why."

"You go too far, Yzak." Honoka said, "Chairman Trent has instructed me to inform you that you are too report back to Aprilius One right away for the decommission of your ship and the dismissal of your crew. You are also to report to the brig at once, you are charged with high treason."

"I'll bet I am."

"Yzak," Honoka sighed, "Please, do not force me to open fire on your ship."

Yzak stared at him a moment, and chuckled. Then he burst out laughing. Everyone on the bridge of the Voltaire stared at him like he had lost his mind, and as far as Honoka was concerned, he was positive that Yzak was crazy.

"Yzak..." Honoka murmured.

"I'm sorry," Yzak caught his breath, "I was just so amused by your tone of voice, I couldn't help myself...Hell no. I will never surrender this ship or it's crew. You'll have to kill us first."

"Why are you so damned stubborn? Why can't you just follow orders?" Honoka frowned, "You are still young, you've got your entire life ahead of you. You have a family and you have friends. Does that not matter to you?"

Yzak was silent a moment. Right now, he was in a bad mood. He did not care that everyone was watching him. After so many years of crawling on hands and knees for Chairman Trent, Yzak could not stand it. He glared at Honoka, "Because I want to live again. I want my own life," he folded his arms, "I have made peace with everyone that I need to."

"If this was about the decision in the council-"

"Screw you!" Yzak suddenly stood, "You have no idea how I feel! You don't understand what it's like to have a bunch of middle-aged idiots try to make decisions for you! You have no idea how it feels to have other people try and run your life! No one ever told you that you couldn't be with the woman you love-"

Everyone fell silent. Yzak took a deep breath.

"My mother is under house arrest," Yzak replied, "I'm stuck on this ship in another war that is meaningless, following a tyrant who is trying to kill people. I refuse to take any more innocent lives. I refuse to command my soldiers to take innocent lives. We are tired, we want this to be over."

"Yzak-"

"And as for the council's decision..."


Dearka stood in the mobile suit launch bay. He made a face, "What the hell is going on?"

Shiho felt a chill run down her spine. Yzak was going to divulge their secret in front of the entire crew. She turned to Dearka, "We have to stop him! We have to stop Commander Jule before he-"

Yzak closed his eyes, and then looked at Honoka again, "I'll marry whoever I damn well please. I'm in love with Shiho Hahnenfuss. If the council can't understand that, then to hell with them."

Dearka heard Shiho drop her combat helmet in shock. He looked at her, "Shiho...what is he talking about?"

She closed her eyes.

How could you, Yzak? How could you be so stubborn as to stand against the whole of ZAFT for someone like me?


"You're making this personal."

"Hell ya, this is personal." Yzak said, "If you don't get out of my way in five seconds, it'll get really personal."

"I can't do that."

"Fine then. Cut transmission."

Abby cut the screen, looking up at her commander.

"What are we going to do, sir?" Bjorkland looked at his captain, "We might not be able to beat him."

"Sure we can," Yzak said, "Launch the mobile suits."


"Suzuka-san!"

She stopped mid-hallway.

"What is it, Vana?"

"Cedric-san wishes you to come to the bridge right away."

"Alright."

She walked up a level, and entered the bridge. It resembled somewhat of the Archangel's bridge, maybe a little more cramped. There were wires and metal hanging from the ceiling, but it served its purpose as the ship's bridge. Helms stood up,

"Captain, we have a disturbance."

"A disturbance of what?" she said, "What are you reading, Mister Brooks?"

"A battle, sir," he said, "Two ZAFT Nazca ships."

She saw her first officer make a face, "Its begun," Cedric said, "A ship must be trying to defect to earth."

"We should assist them, yes?" she said, "It may cut into our mission, but we can seek refuge at Mendel afterward. Mister Marks, set course for the battle."

"Yes ma'am." Ezkiel dialed the code, and they raced off to the battle.


Yzak could feel his vision beginning to loose focus.

"Abby!" he yelled, "REPORT!"

The ship rocked once more as he struggled to stay up. Everything around them was coming down. In all his carelessness, he had been injured by some falling debris. Although the severity of the wound was not known, he knew it was bad. He was starting to get dizzy, but he struggled to stay focuses.

"The third and fifth squads have been destroyed!" she yelled, "The battleship is coming around for another round, sir!"

"What about weapons status?" he yelled over the commotion.

"The Tanhauser is inoperable, we are down to 12 percent ammunition, and we are loosing more and more of our mobile suits."

He cursed. Bjorkland came to stand next to him, "Sir, you are injured-"

"We are running out of options," Yzak said, gripping tightly onto the chair, "At this rate, the ship will be destroyed in the decent in the atmosphere."

Bjorkland glanced at Yzak a moment, and then he sighed, "Commander Jule?"

"Yes?"

"You would rather die then let us surrender."

It was not a question, it was a statement. Yzak looked up at him, his face covered with bruises, dirt, and his own blood. Both of them, as well as the rest of the bridge crew, looked pale and exhausted. They had all paused and were staring at Yzak now. He smirked, "You're absolutely right."

"Let's not go down without a fight, sir."

"Exactly," Yzak turned back towards the screen, "Mister Holms!"

His helmsman looked up at him.

"Give me ramming speed."

Holms stared at him a moment, and then nodded, "Yes sir."

"A transmission coming from Major Hahnenfuss, sir!" Abby called.

"Put it on."

Shiho came on screen.

"You damned moron!" she shrieked, "What the hell are you doing! Trying to get yourself killed?"

Yzak stared at her a moment, and then chuckled, "I would have loved to spend the rest of my life with you, Shiho."

"Stop talking like that!" she yelled, tears poured down her face.

"Back then, tt took a lot of courage to ask the council and your family permission to marry you. I had never been so nervous in my entire life, but I would do it all over again."

"Yzak!"

"I love you."

She gasped as the transmission was cut.

"Damn you!" she screamed, slamming a fist into the console.


Yzak leaned back into his chair.

"Are you alright, sir?" Bjorkland asked, noticing that Yzak was having trouble breathing.

"Fine," Yzak murmured, he was loosing his voice. The enemy ship was getting closer and closer. Explosions from distant conflicts, destroyed mobile suits, people dying, filled his mind. There was no way that he was going to let his crew be captured and his ship destroyed. Sitting in his chair, he leaned back. Strangely, he was ready to die. He had done everything that he wanted to do, said everything he needed to say.

I'm sorry, mother...Shiho...

"Sir!" Abby gasped, "There is a ship approaching us!"

"What?" Yzak looked at her.

"It looks like a Nazca Class battleship sir, but its..."

"Its, what?"

"It looks like a cargo freighter sir." she said.

The whole Voltaire shook as the massive ship past over them and stood between them on the enemy ship. Yzak stared at it, he smirked,

"Orb."


"Arm the Tanhauser, Lieutenant." Suzuka sat up in her chair.

"Armed!" Reiah called back to her.

"Fire!"