Okay, here's the next chapter a little early. I had time, so here it is. This is a prelude to a bunch of events that will be important. Please review if you have an suggestions or comments.
For some reason, the spell check system on my crappy word processor has disabled. Grr. I tried my best to go through everything, but I probably missed a lot of stuff. I've been a little overly spacey lately -- Please bare with me while I attempt to RECTIFY the situation. Boo on the spell checker...so if you find anything I missed, I apologize. I'm doing the best I have with the less-then-functioning hardware that I have.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Seed or Seed Destiny
Yzak lay on his back in the infirmary. The crew had been working deligently for that last fifteen hours. They had limited time to repair the ship, and get to earth before ZAFT sent the whole force after them. For the most part, Commander Bjorkland, Shiho, Dearka, and Captain Kiriyuhi had been taking care of everything, however, once in a while someone would come in and require his approval or signature. He would lift a bandaged hand and sign the papers, give orders, and then lay back in bed.
He would not be safe in the infirmary for long.
Probably more then anyone on the ship, he knew what would happen if Twilight caught them. Yes, maybe most of the crew would be spared. Their brains would be reprogrammed, and then they would be demoted for some dumb reason and put back into the grande sea that was known as ZAFT.
However, there was also another side of this.
Twilight was not known for good treatment of prisoners. If they were even released at all it was usually with a complete brain whipe, in a padded wagon to the mental institute, or in a body bag. No one had ever survived Twilight's POW prisons. In contrast with everyone else he, Shiho, and Dearka were in the most danger out of everyone.
Shiho Hahnenfuss was the daughter of someone on the council. She was an ace piolet, and an excellent strategist, as well as commanding force. It was one of the reasons that he had always had her on his team, other then that fact that he was in love with her. Shiho was always with him, offering him advise, and aiding him in his decisions. Her knowledge was too important to Twlight, and for that, she was in grave danger.
Dearka Elthman was son of Tad Elthman who was one of the leading opposing forces to Twlight on the council. The only reason why Chairman Trent kept him was that Tad Elthman held the support of almost half of the PLANT districts. If something happened to him, most of the citizens would revolt against Twlight. Dearka, however, was one of the most wanted men in Twlight. He was well known for his expertise with weapons and weapons systems, as well as having the ablity to train any person to use a mobile suit. His sharp shooting skills were only after Athrun's and Yzak's. Twlight knew that Dearka was almost impossible to take down because of his well-know raw strength, and he was feared. Most likely, Dearka's brain would be fried and dissected for his knowledge, and then he would institutionalized for the rest of his life.
Yzak, himself, knew that if he was captured he would no doubt be executed on the spot.
Being the son of Ezaria Jule, he was hated by Chairman Trent for getting such a strong and early start in life. When Trent was first inducted in the council, Yzak remembered the first time they spoke.
"It's an honor to meet you, Chairman Trent."
Trent stared at him with stern, course eyes.
"Do you honestly expect me to shake the hand of a child?"
As well as embaressing him in front of the council, Yzak hated him after that. Yzak posed a great threat to Kojimura Trent, and it was likely that Trent would use him as an example to those who had any thoughts of going against Twlight.
The door opened, and Dearka walked in.
"Dearka."
The tan-skinned Coordinator sat next to him, "How you doin', dude?"
"Fantastic." Yzak said, "Now I have a fever, and I'm barred for doing any duty so I have to lay in this damned infirmary."
"Bored?"
"Heck ya."
"Well, soon you may get your wish to get up."
"What do you mean?"
Dearka handed him the report.
"The engines are almost completely restored, and the mobile suit squads 1-5 are repaired. That gives us enough to hold our own if we only send out the vet piolets, Shiho, and myself." Dearka continued, "But we're going to have to need your presence in order to do the atmospheric desent onto earth."
"I figured as much." Yzak said, "Get me my coat."
"You got time. Commander Bjorkland is sending Captain Kiriyuhi back to her ship, and then Kamaitachi will be escorting us to Orb."
"That's mighty big of them." Yzak said, he then chuckled, "I'm going to owe her one now."
"Huh?"
"Sorry, it's a Captain's thing." Yzak sat up, groaning slightly as his entire body was still sore. He got dressed, and slipping his jacket on his shoulders, only buttoning it half way, Dearka helped him out. Yzak felt like he could not breathe if the jacket was completely closed.
As the door opened, Commander Bjorkland shot up.
"Captain on the bridge!"
Yzak watched them as they all saluted him. He smiled,
"Thanks for...keeping my seat safe."
"Of course, sir."
Dearka and Bjorkland lowered the injured, sick, captain into his chair, and Yzak sat there a moment with his eyes closed. He would have to put up a big front as too not look weak if they were going to survive this. After a few deep breaths, his eyes opened.
"Alright people, I want everyone at their stations!"
Suzuka walked into her office. The moment she had reached her ship, there was a call for her.
"Kiriyuhi here."
"Captain." Athrun stared at her, "I understand you have the Voltaire with you."
"Indeed, sir."
Athrun was silent for a few more moments. He knew what had to be done.
"I want you to put the mission aside, and bring the Voltaire to Orb."
"Yes, sir." Suzuka stared at him, "I'm sorry, sir."
"That's alright, Captain." he said, "I'll send another ship in the area."
"Sir?" she looked at him confused, "Sir, but I thought-"
Athrun then smiled saddly at her.
"No need to worry about it, Captain. Just do what you can for now."
"Yes sir."
The system blinked out. Athrun Zala, for what she knew, was always an overly passionate, sensible man. Two contradicting traits that often conflicted with each other. She still did not understand how he was the only one to ever make it work out without having a breakdown.
"Vana?"
"Yes, Captain?"
"Set course for earth."
"I'll inform the crew."
There was a knock at the door, and she turned towards the enterence.
"Enter."
Rey came in, "Suzuka-san?"
"Rey." she smiled, "What can I do for you?"
"Please...hear me out." he said, "I think that it may be a good idea for me to take one of the Zaku's out."
She gasped, "But-"
"I will be okay. It'll be hard but-" he said, smiling saddly, "I don't want anyone to die when I can do something about it."
Suzuka stared at him, she stood up, and walked over to Rey.
"I'll let you do this." she said, "But you must follow my orders."
"Yes, mame." he smiled, saluting.
She giggled.
"What's so funny?"
Suzuka smiled at him, "You know what, Rey-kun?"
"What?"
"I took care of you for two years, and in all that time I was imagining what you would be like once you woke up." she said, "I would daydream about it."
He was quiet a moment, "Where you disappointed?"
"On the contrary." she said, smiling at him, "I was quite satisfied."
Rey nodded, "I'm glad."
"Well, suit up." she shooed him out of the office, "We don't have much time. Pick whatever Zaku you need, you're the only one that will be sortied."
He saluted once more and left her office.
On the contrary, I was quite satisfied...
What did she mean by that?
Thoughts raced through his mind as he undressed quickly and pulled on the Orb flightsuit. There were different colors and styles to hide the fact that the piolets were from Orb in case they were capture. He picked out one that was all black, with navy blue and grey stripes on the sides. Taking his helmet, Ralph was already waiting to give him a Zaku.
On the contrary, I was quite satisfied...
"Hey, kid, you alright?"
"Huh?" Rey looked at him, "Why do you ask?"
"You're blushing."
Miriallia stood on the beach, taking a picture of the sunset. It was beautiful like always.
"It's cold..."
It was not often that she felt the need to come out late in the evening, it was not in her daily routine. But something was telling her that day to come out and stare at the sky. Something important was about to happen, she thought, maybe something good or horribly awful...
She had a bad feeling as she looked up at the dark sky that lead to the space beyond.
Working on the 10th right now Thanks to all of your who are reading my stories. The next chapter might be up at the end of the this week. I don't work on fridays, so it's a good day to eat, sleep, watch Fruits Basket, and write more stories.
Arigato!
