"The world can't run off of peace. It also can't run off of the hatred of those still tied behind in the past. You understand, don't you? That no matter how many times you're swept off your feet, you have to get back up. Again, and again, and again, and again. As many times as needed. I'm sure that it has already been said, but please, remember that time beyond the time."

"Luna II Docking Bay"

A slow steady stream of Federation ships came and went. The ships encompassed a variety of roles, from warships to simple cargo ships delivering resources to the Lunar Colony. Kamille Bidan watched as the Pegasus Class Warship White Base III docked. From where he was standing, he had a good view of the last of the One Year War era ships whose designs took after the original that Captain Bright Noa commandeered.

"Isn't she a beauty?" Kai commented, munching on an energy bar he had bought from the kiosk nearby. "Captain Bright was given her to help lead the charge on Neo Zeon but hasn't been put on the frontlines. I think the Federation is afraid of another full-blown war, but there's nothing we can do. Char has already declared war the Federation." Kamille looked over at Kai, who raised an eyebrow.

"Has the fighting really spread that far?" Kamille asked, reminded of the countless times that he fought alongside the AEUG. "Has Char really become the sort of man that he once fought against?" Lt. Quattro Bajeena, the alias that the Red Comet, Char Aznable had taken after the One Year War. He had fought against the tyranny that the Earth Federation's Titans had spread all throughout of space, and indeed had fought against the newly emerging Neo Zeon. For a man like that to suddenly announcing his intent to wage war, it was unthinkable.

"That's just the sort of hand we've been dealt with. With Char missing after the Gryps War, we thought he had died. Unfortunately, that was false. The Earth Federation had been worrying about Haman Karn's Neo Zeon and never really investigated that far. Well, most of the White Base crew has moved on, but well, you can't keep a good soldier down. Come on, let's go greet the captain himself." Throwing away the wrapper, he motioned for Kamille to follow.

The two went down several twisting hallways, and through a door, before they emerged into a large hanger bay. The White Base III stood majestically before Kai and Kamille as if saying it was the last bastion of hope against all the evils in the world. Walking along the walkway, Kamille peered down below. A number of Earth Federation officials were running about, with engineers scurrying to load the ship with mobile suits. At the farthest corner of the hanger, Kamille spotted his suit being serviced.

"Kamille! A wave of anger is being directed at the colony!" Four's voice echoed in Kamille's mind as the hanger bay began to shake. Lights flickered on and off, and an alarm began to blare. "Run Kamille!" Kamille began to run, his legs jumping into action before his own mind could register what was happening. A large pipe from overhead slammed into the spot he was just standing.

"Goddamn it! Damn Zeons!" Kai yelled over the alarms. He vaulted over the railing, landing on the platform below. "Let's see what this One Year War Era suit can still do!" Hitting the release on the suit's cockpit, it opened with a hiss.

"Wait what are you doing!?" An engineer cried out.

"Saving our asses!" Kai yelled back. Closing the hatch, he began the boot-up sequence.

Kamille ran past fleeing engineers, climbed up the scaffolding, and reached the platform before another explosion shook the hanger bay. Hitting the release, he jumped into the cockpit, initiating the start-up sequence. Fast booting the OS, the panoramic display started up. He stepped on the foot pedals, moving the Zeta MP forward. Looking around, he grabbed the suit's main armament, a beam rifle on a rack nearby.

"Kamille!" Four screamed in his mind.

A single mobile suit broke through the hanger bay's secure door, its sole monoeye looking around. Upon seeing the White Base III, the machine raised up its rifle towards the bridge.

"Not on my watch!" Kamille yelled as he fired off the Zeta MP's thrusters, crashing directly into the enemy mobile suit. Using the initial inertia, Kamille managed to force the suit backwards through the hole it created. The two smashed through several other emergency seal doors before emerging into space. "Ahhhh!" Kamille smashed the Zeta MP's knee into the enemy suit's cockpit, creating ample space between the two. Thrusting the beam rifle forward, Kamille pulled the trigger. He could hear the mental scream of the enemy pilot.

"From above!" Pulling back, Kamille shot off the thrusters in a short burst, narrowly avoiding the downward slash of a spiky shouldered mobile suit's Beam Axe. Its monoeye swivels about, looking for Kamille.

"Take this!" Pulling out a beam saber from the left side armor, Kamille boosted forward, slashing through the waist of the enemy mobile suit. In response, the enemy suit began to swing wildly. Ducking under, Kamille stabbed the beam saber into the cockpit. He could hear the pilot's terrified scream.

Blinking, Kamille held his head in his hands as a stinging pain began to radiate through his skull. It was as if his mind was folding in on itself, but instead of stopping, it began to radiate outwards through his being.

"Die!" Another mobile suit emerged, raising its rifle at the Zeta MP. Kamille looked up, trying to dodge the shot he knew was coming.

"Not on my watch!" A single beam pierced through the cockpit, causing an explosion that made Kamille blink. A black and white mobile suit floated several meters away, with a giant beam cannon on its right shoulder. It was giving him the thumbs up sign. "You gotta be careful, shaking off the rustiness huh Kamille?" Kai said as he checked the radar. Minovsky particles were beginning to appear, causing the radar to lose its effectiveness. "I don't think this was the last of them." The White Base III began to emerge from the ruined hanger entrance, its outer signal lights blinking green.

In the distance, the Moon Colony was under attack.

*Outside the Moon Colony*

"What the hell!? Why is Zeon attacking!?" Christina Mackenzie shouted as she evaded several shots from a Geara Doga's beam machine gun. The Gundam Alex's reactor screamed as Christina fired off a shot that hit cleanly in the torso.

Nearby, Hughes Courand was engaging several Geara Dogas. He spun around, fired off a shot that melted one of the Geara Dogas' sides and fired upwards, piercing right through the halves of another.

"White Devils!" The Geara Doga pilots all screamed in unison.

"Sorry, but we aren't him!" Both Hughes and Christina shouted at the same time, firing and eliminating their respective foes. Below, the Earth Federation Forces were engaged in combat inside the colony.

*Inside the Moon Colony*

Several Zaku III's and Geara Dogas were engaged in combat inside the colony. Scores of buildings were caught in the crossfire with people still inside. Scores of civilians fleeing for their lives were caught in explosions and falling debris. Walking through the carnage, Rakan Dahkaran surveyed the damage his squad had inflicted. His mobile suit, the AMX-014 Döven Wolf, stood out from the Zeon mobile suits that had sortied into the colony.

"What are you doing Rakan!?" Over the radio, Mashymre Cello's face appeared on the Döven Wolf's panoramic display. "Why are you attacking innocent civilians!?" Hakan looked at Mashymre's face and into his eyes.

"They are the enemy. In order to weaken the Earth Federation, sacrifices must be made for the greater good. If they cannot be bothered to fight back, then its only natural for the strong to win." It was also natural for him to betray Haman Karn for Glemy Toto's Neo Zeon. Only the strong should have the right to dictate the future.

"What!?"

"Get back to your sector." Shutting off communications, Rakan sighed. Scanning the environment below, the panoramic display detected movement. A woman was running away from the Döven Wolf. Rakan could make out her yellow dress, and slightly curly fluffy hair. "Sorry, but your sacrifice is needed for Neo Zeon's success." As Rakan moved his finger to fire the Döven Wolf's 30mm Vulcan Gun, something odd stopped him.

He could hear something from the Döven Wolf's audio system. It was quiet at first but grew in volume. It was a cacophony of chaos to his ears, a rampaging assault of drums, saxophones and trumpets at full blast.

The Döven Wolf suddenly jerked backward, the panoramic display showing red warning messages as the main camera suddenly shut off. Rakan slammed into the back of his seat, the Döven Wolf's airbags deploying as the intense G-Force pinned him down.

Io Flemming stared down at the disabled Döven Wolf. He had fired the last round in the Hyper Bazooka and had tossed it off to the side. With a loud thud, it crashed into the ruined landscape below. Even with the thick Minovsky particles present, as long as he was in close range, other pilots would be able to hear the sound of Free jazz. He liked the sound and liked to signal his presence on the battlefield.

"What a cocky bastard." Io said out loud. "Neo Zeon is just itching to add in more war crimes. Guess that's why we won the One Year War. Bunch of lunatics out here in space can't control themselves." The moment he said that a red warning appeared on his monitor. Spinning around, he raised the shield in the FA-78 Gundam's left arm. A beam rifle's beam shot smashed into the shield, causing the Gundam to fly back. "A sneak attack? Now, this is getting interesting!" Slamming on the thrusters, Io charged towards the squad of Zaku III's aiming his way.