Author's Note: Holy cow! I've posted two chapters, gotten FOUR reviews already, and have yet to receive any flames? Taps screen am I still on Fan Fiction or did I find some new happy-go-lucky web site? I'll try to improve my spellings, seeing as many people have noted my errors (Feel free to mention any more that you see… The B.E.A.K. Imperium will likely employ you) at any rate: Here's some more of the visions in my head… Anything that you don't like I blame on one of the many voices that live in my head.

There was no remorse in his heart as he activated the gun, not one drop of it. The blast flew forward at the speed only an energy bolt can attain. The Serpent it was aimed at absorbed the blast at an angle and in the upper torso. Incapable of taking the force of said blast the legs buckled and the mobile suit was driven to its knees before the blast erupted out the other side. A half second later it exploded, taking with it the life of Private Kenwick Tainer.

The next blast struck with similar effect as Zechs sent Tallgeese through an erratic pattern as pilot and weapon plummeted toward Earth at terminal velocity. He had already wasted far too much fuel saving these fools' worthless lives in a vain attempt to end what could be a full-out campaign quickly and was none too eager to be ground bound for the remainder of this engagement.

At a mere twenty feet above the ground the Lightning Count blasted the Vernie Engines strapped on either side of his suit's back and surged toward the wall of attackers rather than away as he had done before. The unorthodox tactic worked only because of its audacious stupidity.

Leaving the energy rifle to its strap on the Tallgees's right arm Zechs drew his beam saber, crackling crimson energy erupting from the cylindrical hilt. Dodging just as quickly as he had before for the three precious seconds before he was entirely engaged by the enemy Zechs managed to dodge most of the damage thrown his way, though he was forced to throw his suit's arms wide to avoid a pair of missiles streaking toward him. They detonated on either side of the cockpit, not from impact, but from proximity sensors.

While not enough to do more then add one more scorch mark to either side of the already thoroughly abused hull on either side of him the missiles produced enough of a shock wave to shatter some of the glass objects closer to the sides of the Tallgeese cockpit, among them the glass covering the levers and buttons required to be pressed in a quick sequence to self-detonate the suit. Glass shards flew through the air and cut into the skin above the pilot's wrists, arms, and face.

Ignoring the pain he kept moving, dodging as far as he could to the left. Swiping his left hand to the right he prompted his suit to do the same, the glowing whip of metal clutched in its mechanical hand slicing clean through two suits and lodging firmly in the body of a third.

Bringing the whip down and toward him Zechs sliced through the Serpent's pelvic area removing its right leg before the pilot could mount any form of a counter attack.

He moved throughout the battlefield sowing chaos and destruction for so long that he couldn't remember any of it. The only part that really stood out in his memory was when he stood, his suit missing its left arm and shield, his enemy missing its army and life. He looked down at his hands to examine where the glass had slit his wrists. While it was obvious by his lack of death that he hadn't slit the vein in his wrist blood had still flowed in an immense torrent from the wound each time he moved his hand. He almost laughed.

"I am truly alive once more… My hands are as bloody as ever, and Milliardo Peacecraft lies as dead as he was when I first killed. Truly Zechs Merques lives once more…"

Secondary Author's Note: For those of you going "What? He's already done with the main battle for the Brussels Estate? What the Hell is this guy doing? This has potential to be one of the best parts!" I assure you that I'm not done yet. So in other words, I've gladly reassured all three of you out there that I'm not quite as stupid as everyone believes! I intent to continue this from both the three fleeing pilots' points of views and Wufei's as well as some more developing in this area. It'll take a while before I kill everyone I plan to kill. Smiles in an evil manner