Disclaimer: I dont own the Gundam series or any mecha anime that has inspired the characters and mech of this story

Hello loyal followers, and to those who are new welcome. This is my spinoff of my Gundam Seed stories, but it serves as the sequal to Gekido and the Purpose's story formed in Gundam Seed Purpose. Using the Cosmic Era as a basis, I established an alternate world featuring not just the Seed characters, but many other Gundam characters and settings as well. You've already seen other characters established in my Seed/00, Seed/UC and Seed/Wing crossovers.

This story establishes characters from series such as Turn A, Age, After War, all with my own spin on them. Those who follow my other Gundam stories will know what to expect in this one. But for those who are new to the series and want to know a little more about Gekido and his impact on the Seed verse then read my Gundam Seed Purpose story.

But if you've already done that or you feel like skipping please enjoy the first two chapters of my story :).

Gundam Rise Purpose

Prologue: The Purpose

Cosmic Era, the date taken after the end of the AD calendar. The Cosmic Era was named as such because it began humanities rise into space. With the advancement of technology came the ascendance of humanity not just beyond the stars, but the limitations of genetics. George Glen was the first to be born by 'unnatural' means. His genetics were altered so that he could absorb knowledge and gain skills at an incredible rate. Even his body developed to gain greater reflexes and muscle mass. Glenn excelled in ways that most never thought imaginable and for years people believed him to be a prodigy. However when Glenn joined the FASA mission to explore Jupiter he revealed to the world that he hadn't been born by natural means. Releasing the information necessary to create 'coordinators' George Glenn left Earth believing that he had left it with the means to advance humanity.

For years George and his compatriots explored deep space, finally arriving at their chosen destination. Searching the mysterious planet, George's excavation team discovered mines of minerals and chemicals that would be used to advance technology and science by generations. Deep into his search, a sudden tremor caused the ceiling of the tunnel to collapse, cutting George off from his search team. In the hours that it took for the team to drill through, George continued to explore the network of tunnels. Officially he discovered fossilised remains that the Plants would come to call Evidence-01.

In actuality George not only discovered E01, but something else that would change the Cosmic Era forever. The coordinator, his blonde hair aging with grey streaks walked through the tunnels. He shined his light across the wall, stopping as he saw a magnificent sight. His eyes widened in amazement as he analysed every bit of the stone. Imbedded in the wall, was the fossilised image of a whale like creature. George shined his light to the creatures back and saw the outline of a pair of wings.

"Incredible," he whispered.

Walking past the whale stone, George continued his search to see if there was anything else left to discover. He walked several inches from the whale stone and found a network of rocks and boulders. Climbing over the boulders, George removed his radio and spelunking gear, keeping a hold of a small rock hammer. Suddenly, George slipped and rolled down a steep slope. He immediately bought his hands to his helmet, hoping to cushion his faceplate. But the glass smashed against a rock, creating a hole. George's cheek scratched against the surface of the rock and he immediately crawled back, gasping for air. But much to his surprise, air was what he found. He removed his helmet and breathed.

"This is impossible," George said.

He dropped the helmet and spread his arms out, taking deep breaths. The searing pain of his fresh cut confirmed that he wasn't dreaming. George looked at his surroundings, a cavern of some kind packed with rocks. But a small border had formed around the cavern, a green border. Kneeling in front of the border, George touched the surface of the plants and his database mind found no match to any on Earth. Against his better judgement he sniffed the plants and sighed at the heavenly smell.

"Life, life on another dead planet, my god this is truly incredible," overcome with emotion, George let out a heartfelt laugh.

He noted that the plants must have produced a breathable atmosphere, yet had evolved to develop in the harsh and dry conditions. George formed the idea that despite how seemingly empty the planet was life even the smallest and seemingly insignificant of creatures could find a way to survive. This plant and the whale stone were living proof that creatures lived on this planet. Walking into the centre of the cavern, George curiously looked at the ground. His sharp eyes caught sight of a small cylinder object buried under the rock. Moving the rocks aside, George picked up the object, regarding it with innocent curiosity. He wiped the dust away, his eyes widening as lines across the object began to glow. The object suddenly floated away from George's grip and unleashed a brilliant light.

"What the…"

George's words were cut off as he was left speechless by what he saw next.

C.E 71

Many years had passed since George Glenn's declaration that he had not been born through natural means. In the years that followed, those whom accepted the coordinator existence had their own children altered, beginning a swath of first generation coordinators. As more and more coordinators were born and Earth's population began to burgeon, the Atlantic Federation, one of the leading factions of the Earth immigrated several 'unhopefuls' to the regions of space where colonies had been built. Groups of coordinators with limited assistance from Earth factions created a series of colonies and established the Plant nation, a nation of Coordinators. For a few years, the Plants formed an uneasy partnership with the Earth whilst some colonies were left under the control of private companies on Earth or single governments. While the problem of overpopulation was solved, space born humans known as spacenoids were treated as second class citizens and had no say in who would be the head of state for their colonies. The Plants meanwhile as representatives of all coordinators were regarded with hostility and mistrust. Trade negotiations broke down and in time both groups began striking out at one another.

The war truly kicked in when the agricultural colony of Junius Seven was bombed. Thousands of people died from the explosions or from the airless vacuum of space. Amongst those thousands was Lenore Zala, wife of Defence Committee chairman Patrick Zala and at the time the simple Athrun Zala. Having seen the death of his wife first hand, Patrick was driven into a silent rage, unlike that of Commander Dagger Thanos. A quiet, second generation coordinator who had been unremarkable in his military career suddenly turned into a beast on the battlefield. Dagger Thanos formed the legend of the black Storm when he decimated the nuclear force that broke Junius Seven. Even though those that perpetrated the attack were long dead, Patrick Zala developed a hatred of the Earth Alliance. In time he began to hate every natural born human.

Thanos rose to the position of Commander and formed a unit of soldiers and pilots that shared his vision of the ideal war. Zala became a leader for the anti natural masses to rally behind and despite the disagreement of his great friend Siegel Clyne, Patrick began to see coordinators as a new species and the next phase for humanity. Simple Athrun Zala however became a mobile suit pilot, joining ZAFT with the intention of protecting the innocents of the Plants. I cannot say whether revenge ever came into his reason for joining.

In retaliation and out of fear, ZAFT launched N-Jammer cancellers, not only ridding the Earth Alliance of their nuclear stock piles but effectively crippling the nuclear energy economy. Nations across Earth were left in a state of depression and uprisings began to take place. Civil wars between countries were overshadowed by the Earth Alliance war with ZAFT. Terrorist and private mercenary forces clashed with government forces and chaos had erupted across Earth. One of the few places that remained neutral and free from conflict was the nation of Orb.

Uzumi Nara Athha was the chief representative of the Orb government and the equivalent of its head of state despite it being led by a parliament. He was the figurative king of the land, a land with a high level of understanding amongst coordinators and naturals and even spacenoids that sought out new lives. Orb's primary source of energy was a natural means, geothermal energy taken from the network of underwater volcanoes that surrounded the island. But in time not even Orb was able to avoid the war.

Orb Noble man Rhondo Ghina Sahaku, along with a secret committee of Orb traitors worked with Morgenroutte and the Earth Alliance to launch the G-Project. Heliopolis was chosen as the building sight for the Earth Alliances first generation of mobile suits. As part of the G-Project six mobile suits were built. They were called Duel, Buster, Blitz, Aegis, Massacre and Strike, six mobile suits equipped with the revolutionary Phase Shift armour and given the label Gundam. Three units were also built but to be left in the hands of Orb. The three Astray Frames, coloured and labelled Blue, Red and Gold.

When ZAFT learned of Orb's betrayal, they attacked Heliopolis and stole five of the six G-weapons. The Strike was picked up by an unsuspecting youth Kira Yamato, who would prove to be more than he seemed. His old friend Athrun took the Aegis and the two of them began a bitter battle that would begin on Earth and finally end on Earth with the destruction of their machines. But amongst this conflict was the theft of the Astray Frames. Ghina Sahaku took the Gold Frame and manipulated Lowe Guele of the Junk Guild and Gai Murakumo of Serpent Tail into taking the Red and Blue Frames respectively. At the same time, Gundams began arising from the space colonies as well as the nation formed on Jupiter.

Five Gundams came from the independent colonies. They were known as Deathscythe, Shenlong, Heavyarms, Sandrock and Wing. More Gundams came from other colonies and the Jupiter nation including the Victory, F91, Zeta and Double Zeta. From unknown technology found on Jupiter, mercenary companies like Beowulf created their own line of Gundams, every Gundam pilot in some way fought for peace. One however, the pilot of the Comet Gundam grew to hate the democratic system and assassinated Jupiter's king, leading to the war of succession in Jupiter. The conflict went on and cost many people their lives, until an unlikely mercenary called Sakon Date finally bought an end to the conflict by uncovering the truth from the Comet Gundam's pilot and defeating him in battle. Meanwhile in the Earth Sphere an organisation called Celestial Being revealed its own line of Gundams. The Virtue, Kyrios, Dynames and Exia carried out armed interventions on multiple private military companies with the intention of eradicating warfare. Celestial Being was so advanced and large an organisation that it had produced other machines. A Trinity of machines known as the Thrones were manipulated by the Earth Alliance, they were in actuality beings grown in a lab to cripple ZAFT and other Alliance oppositions, by dirtying the name of Gundam.

These magnificent machines were all based on the idea and technology of the First Gundam. An organisation known as Understanding built the First Gundam in a zero gravity environment from the alloy called Gundarium. This magnificent machine, built as a symbol and protector for humanity was piloted by the grandson of the man that created the means to modify coordinators. Jack lived by the code that only understanding could bring about peace, yet the ones that could understand one another needed to be protected from those that refused. But understanding was betrayed from within. Uragiri, an Ultimate coordinator destroyed the organisation, killed Jack and threw the Gundam aside. In the years that followed, Uragiri would gather followers while the last survivor of Understanding Yamato Kuzunagi would release the Gundam to engineers that he knew could successfully build it.

Uragiri, having risen as the Queen of a new faction within the Bloody Valentine War intended to create the perfect force to help her dominate not just the Alliance, but all of humanity. Believing herself to be a god, she used technology and Jack's recovered remains to create a cybernetic being that could interface with a machine like a mobile suit. Yamato however, trusting that Uragiri's lieutenant Akushi would do the right thing began creating a Gundam that would rise above all others.

At the time I didn't know his intended purpose. Ha…Purpose, that's what I called it. Akushi, bearing the name Kyusai freed me, the Cyber Psyche that Uragiri intended to use as her soldier. Yamato took me in and taught me about humanity, accepting me as a member of his family. On the day ZAFT attacked Heliopolis, I discovered the Purpose and took it as my own. Akushi joined ZAFT as the Massacre pilot and showed me true evil so that I could gain the killing intent necessary to defeat it. My feats with the Alliance military bought rise to factions within the military that were willing to change the anti-coordinator masses from the inside. I fought alongside Kira and Canard Pars to show the Earth and the Plants that even in battle we could all understand one another.

As more and more time passed Zala's madness became evident and factions within ZAFT joined with Orb and the renegade Earth Alliance factions to stop his plan to destroy Earth's population. Using the great weapon Genesis, Zala intended to damage Earth's atmosphere, making it uninhabitable, whilst Muruta Azrael of Blue Cosmos launched a nuclear attack to completely wipe out the Plants. Uragiri presided over this conflict, intending to take over the Earth Sphere once all her opposition was dead. Rau LE Crescet, the instigator of all the events that it took to build Genesis simply wanted humanity wiped off the face of the planet. While Athrun, Kira, myself and a few other Gundam pilots fought a devastating battle at Jachin Due, Celestial Being fought for its own survival against machines that utilised their stolen technology. It took much sacrifice but eventually the Gundams prevailed. With the last bit of power my Gundam had I fired my beam cannon into Uragiri's ultimate weapon. Athrun stopped his father at a heavy price while Kira and my friend Vincent finished both Le Crescet and Uragiri.

Even with the war over, infighting still took place. Taking my will, Vincent formed a organisation known as Sensou. Their objective was to maintain the peace and wipe out threats before they arose. They began with the OZ faction and with the help of the Five colony Gundam pilots they managed to arrest the rebels before they could cause any damage. Setsuna, the pilot of the Exia discovered where the distortions of the world were coming from and killed the Celestial Being traitor. Celestial Being then split, with half joining Sensou and the other half moving to deep space in order to prepare for the next war.

Delegates within the Plants and the Earth Alliance launched the Junius Seven treaty and accepted Sensou as a nation of the Alliance responsible for the investigation of corruption and terrorism within the Earth sphere. Jupiter, with the civil war over began a period of rebuilding and running its first democratic elections. OZ meanwhile was rebuilt, abandoning its title so that it could become a regular military organisation in the EA, guided by its leaders principles and not military code of conduct. Cagalli Yula Athha assumed the role of Orb's chief representative, succeeding her adopted father Uzumi as the lion of Orb. The price had been heavy but peace had been restored.

Many had died and my friends on the Archangel believed that I was one of them. My name is Gekido Jaeger; this is the continuation of my story.

He held onto the controls of the mobile suit, even though it no longer required a pilot. Both pilot and machine were used to relying on one another. In a way they had formed a friendship despite not being able to actually communicate. The pilot, a grey haired young man of eighteen years wore his red and gold suit proudly. Bandages covered his right eye, but despite this crippling loss he still held a confident smile. His hair was wild and his flight suit seemed more like a suit of armour, or even a super hero costume. The Gundam Purpose was a reflection of its pilot in the fact that its right eye didn't glow. Its armour was a grey and red colour and its bulky chest armour had huge vernier thrusters mounted on the back of the shoulders.

They flew through an asteroid belt, smoothly flowing between rocks and pieces of debris. The Gundam began folding its arms and legs, its head sliding into its body as it turned into its jet mode. Grappling hooks flew out of the jets belly, striking a nearby meteor. Pulling itself towards the rock, the Gundam slid out its hands and buried the fingers within the surface of the meteor. A hatch opened by the pilot's foot and he eagerly took the water canister. He sipped from the store, releasing a pleasured sigh as if he had drunken ice-cold lemonade.

"That hits the spot," he said, talking to his machine.

Despite the loss of its control assistance AI Biggs, the young man still spoke to thin air.

"I can't even remember the last time I had some water, or when I even ate anything," he groaned as his stomach rumbled.

Another panel slid open, revealing a pair of food paste tubes. The pilot took the one-labelled chicken and squeezed the contents into his mouth.

"Wow, drink and food, I don't suppose you've got a music player or a woman hidden in one of those panels," he grinned.

Silence was his only response, yet still he laughed.

"Yeah I know wishing too much, still I got enough here to survive before I have to salvage off of other ships. You know your lucky I haven't asked you just how the hell your still alive…err functional, you did go through a nuclear blast after all."

Again no response came.

"Don't suppose it matters really, thanks for coming anyway, you always seem to save my life…I just wanted to say Purpose…thank you!"

The deep silence seemed to be the only reply the pilot needed as he leant his head back.

"Shut down the lights and all the screens and cameras, I think its time we had a little sleep," Gekido Jaeger yawned as he crossed his arms together.

The machine remained lodged in the asteroid, hidden from sight. Life support systems and its solar panels were still engaged but the only machine still emanating a sound was the snores of its pilot, a man who was just as much a part of the machine as its own generator.

I remember them all as I dream. The Archangel, my home is safe, its crew is safe right? Mu…Mu La Flaga…my comrade…my mentor…my friend.

"I am the man who makes the impossible possible!"

His grinning face is replaced by an image I know I didn't witness. The beam slams into his shield, melting as the rest of his mobile suit begins to blow.

"Didn't I tell you I could make the impossible POSSIBLE!"

Miquel, my rival

Our fists slam together, then our mobile suits and finally our upgraded Gundams. I hold the blade to his chest, but I can't push it deeper. We laugh and he flies into the air.

"It was pretty fun, see you around Gekido,"

A beam pierces through the machines cockpit and it abruptly blows up.

"Goodbye…my friend!"

I continually fight a machine with Heavy machine guns. Again and again we clash, I even watch it destroy a shuttle with my adopted siblings inside it. But I learn that he's not the evil man I though he was. I learn that he sacrificed everything to save Flay and me. He became evil just so he could reveal the truth about the people that claimed to be good.

"You truly were my best friend Gekido, your bonds of friendship were never programmed into you!"

"BRIAN!"

Lacus tries to comfort me, but I throw her aside. A happy ending isn't for me but there are two people who I know deserve a happy ending.

"Flay," Kira whispered.

He moved the Freedom faster than he ever had. Rau fired mercilessly at Flay's shuttle.

"FLAY!" Kira yelled.

He blocked the shot, but a second funnel popped up behind the shuttle. Suddenly, a spiked hammer slammed into the funnel.

"We are friends, right Gekido?" Vincent asks me.

The Archangel, my home, the crew, and my family I can see you all. Tolle, we're training together on the simulator. Mir, you're bringing me sickness medicine when I'm throwing up into the sea. I'm sorry that Tolle died, I never forgot your kindness. Tachi, Yisagi, damn it you both gone yet still here. You live on in the form of your clones and they're just like you. Sai, your helping me study the tech of my mobile suit. Kuzzey, you always made me laugh, I don't blame you for running away. Pal, Chandra, Neumann, Murdoch, Natarle, Murrue I remember you all. Your faces, what you'd say to me whenever I did something undisciplined.

"I want to protect the world, but I don't want to sacrifice my friends to do it!"

Kira!

"We're all fighting desperately, all to protect the things and people that are so important to us!"

Cagalli!

"Do you feel justified fighting by the side of these cowards!"

Athrun!

"He saved me Gekido, Kyusai sacrificed everything to save me and you, we can't let that sacrifice be in vain!"

Flay, you were all right in end, I hope you and Kira have found happiness.

"Gekido…go…good luck out there!"

Lacus, you have a duty, fulfil that duty. Only you can lead the Plants, under your authority I know that the Plants will be in good hands. Everyone, I'm sorry but I have to go, I need to find answers.

Cosmic Era 71, days after the Junius Seven treaty is signed. With Sensou in the early days of formation, peacekeeping and 'mop up' forces had been left in the hands of the Alliance. The Agamemnon class ship Panzer has flown deeper into space than any Alliance ship of its kind. Its captain, a survivor of Jachin Due and a man of neutral feelings for coordinators walked into the brig. His fellow officers saluted him as they led him into the darker depths of the makeshift prison.

"Where was he found?" he asked, professional as always.

"We found him near the remains of the Uragiri meteor base just after it was raided by Celestial being. His mobile suit was damaged and he didn't have a flight suit on." His first officer explained.

The Captain could see the uneasiness in the young man's eyes. Despite the united front that had been presented at Jachin Due, not all of Uragiri's forces had been destroyed. Even one Uragiri operative was cause for concern, considering her extreme goals for the world. They walked further into they reached the end of the hallway. Only one of the cells had been occupied, its prisoner kneeling on the floor. His hands were cuffed behind his back and much of his form was covered by the dark. But the Captain could still see the black hood covering the man's face completely.

"What is this?" he motioned to the hood, partly in outrage.

His response came in the form of a distorted, almost sinister voice:

"Your men find my appearance unnerving!"

He looked at the prisoner and nodded for the guards to open the door. The prisoner remained still as the captain walked in front of him, flanked by two armed soldiers. Slowly, the captain grabbed the black hood and slipped it away from the prisoner's head. What the captain saw made him understand his crew's fear. The face was covered yet the mask was frightening. It was a metallic black mask that covered every sign of flesh. The Captain could see a pair of eyes, calm and in control underneath the grey glass visor. Two hoses, like the kind found on a gasmask ran across the cheeks of the mask and connected the mouthpiece to the back of the head. Long slick grey hair flowed out of the top, partly obscuring the prisoner's mask. Despite this however the man had an unnerving presence and the captain had to resist the urge to shiver and how calm the man seemed.

"Do all of Uragiri's soldiers wear something as ridiculous as that?" he tried to mask his own fear with bravado, but not even his soldiers were convinced.

"Soldiers, is that what you think I am?" the masked man asked, as if genuinely curious.

He tilted his head and looked the captain in the eyes. For the first time on this mission, the captain felt his hands tremble.

"While true I do fight and that war is my speciality, I am not some simple…grunt as you might call it," the masked man explained.

"What are you?" the captain asked.

"I am the desire of every human, to excel, to go the furthest, to climb the highest, I am humanities splendid result!"

The captain had no idea what this man spoke of; the meaning of his words was intended for another person.

"I am something that should not exist," the man admitted, though he didn't feel shamed by it.

Suddenly the ship shook and the emergency alarm began to ring.

"What's going on?" one of the soldiers asked as the ship shook repeatedly.

"The drums have started playing," the masked man spoke, unaffected by the development. "The march has begun!"

"I want a report right now lieutenant," Redfield contacted the bridge.

"Sir, we've seem to have ran into a meteor shower of some kind, but they're moving as if they're organised," the first officer said.

"Is this your…"

Before the Captain even realised that his prisoner had broken the cuffs he was swung around. The prisoner turned, twisting the captain's neck in one swift movement. He then grabbed the guards' pistol, shooting him in the chest. The other guards fired at him, only for him to use the dead guard as a shield. He picked the man up, throwing him onto his allies. Firing bullet after bullet from the pistol, he gunned down each of the guards. He dropped the pistol and took a knife off the nearest guard. Sliding the blade across his hand, he peeled off a bit of skin, revealing a small device hidden within his hand. He pressed the device to his ear, announcing the words his allies had been waiting to hear.

"Your right on schedule, proceed with the second phase of the assault," he said.

He began walking down the corridor, brutally attacking the unaware guards. They fought back, only for the bigger man to disable them with punches to their throats and chests. The masked man moved into the crew corridors, breaking off into a run towards two passing crewmembers. He twisted the man's neck, then lifted the woman off the ground.

"Where is the captain's office?" he asked.

"I don't know," she said.

"You're an alliance soldier and you don't know where the captain's office is? Don't attempt to play the ditsy blonde, I can tell you're a smart woman," he explained.

"If I tell you you'll kill me," she snarled.

"Very well, I was thinking of sparing you, but I suppose you'll have to die slowly from a lack of oxygen," he shrugged.

Much to the woman's shock, he let her go. She gagged for breath, her throat blazing in pain. The masked man quickly retreated to the elevator. But as opposed to using it to travel up, he jumped through the ceiling, using the elevator shaft to access the ventilation system. He clicked the device on his ear, contacting his allies.

"Commence second phase now," he commanded.

The meteors scraping against the ship began altering their positions. One rammed the ship head on, tearing through the hull, the prison area and anyone still alive in it was fully revealed to the blackness of space. The woman the masked man had let go clung to the safety bar, screaming as the vacuum ripped her away from the ship. On the bridge, the crewmembers rushed to recover, sealing off crew areas connected to the brig. The masked man forced the elevator door open, moving into the more occupied areas of the ship. A meteor moved out of the storm, stopping until it was in line with the back of the ship. It opened panels on its sides, revealing blinking red explosives inside it. The asteroid suddenly moved like a bullet, striking the ship's main thrusters.

"Our propulsion systems are down sir, security is reporting bodies on the crew deck," one of the crewmembers looked at his screen in panic.

"The armouries been broken into," another crewmember screamed as his console blew up, burning his face.

"Have our mobile suits launch, get them to shoot down those asteroids," the first officer said.

Duel Daggers began launching out of the ship, firing their rail guns at the meteor shower. The meteors moved in perfect unison, manoeuvring around the blasts. They slammed in the Daggers, destroying them in kamikaze runs. One Duel Dagger drew its beam sabre and sliced a meteor in half. The pilot gasped as he looked at the remains of people and machinery. Meanwhile the masked man walked out of the armoury, carrying just two grenades. The security team ran into the armoury, widening their eyes as one of them broke a trip wire. The resulting explosion shook the ship and wounded the soldiers caught in the blast.

"Such idiodacy," the masked man said as he unclipped a grenade.

He threw the grenade down the corridor, killing some approaching crew members. One crewmember ran out of the cafeteria and straight into the masked man's hand. He kicked desperately as the man lifted him off the ground.

"Where is the captain's office?" the masked man asked.

"You'll kill me," the crewman said.

"Tell me and I'll let you live."

"Okay, its on the next level, the rooms labelled 2-b," the crew men looked at the masked man, his eyes begging for mercy.

The masked man lowered the crewmen to the ground, and then gripped the back of his head. In one sharp twist, he snapped the man's neck.

"I suppose you can't all be smart," he sighed.

He took the elevator shaft to the next level and threw a grenade into the path of the security team patrolling. As the smoke cleared, the masked man walked further down the corridor and finally stopped at room 2b.

"Begin phase 3," he spoke into his radio.

The meteors outside began to circle around the ship. Two began to break apart, revealing the Kratos mobile suits inside. They both drew their beam sabres as they flew towards the ship. One slashed a Duel Dagger in half, whilst the other stabbed a second in the chest. Both suits dodged the missiles fired by the ship and fired their vulcan's into the sides. The bullets pierced through sections of the ship, killing crewmembers and destroying equipment. One of the Kratos's flew in the way of the catapult, firing its rifle directly into the hanger. The masked man walked into the captain's office, his eyes scanning the room. He finally came to his target, a picture of the Apollo 13 hanging on the wall.

"The way to the future, how cliché," he muttered as he tore the frame off the wall.

His action revealed what the captain hid, a safe with a coded lock.

"How old fashioned," the masked man dug his nails into the edge of his left thumbnail, ripping it away.

He turned the nail around, taking the small chip stuck to it. Pressing the device against the lock, the masked man nodded his head in satisfaction. The device seemed to come alive, seeping into the buttons. Binary code spread across the screen, shaping into the numbers that formed the unlock code. The safe swung open, revealing an ominous cylinder shaped object encased in a locked glass case. He grabbed the cylinder and moved out of the captain's office.

"STOP RIGHT THERE!"

The masked man sighed as he turned around; several armed soldiers pointed their guns at him.

"Whatever that thing is drop it now," the leader growled.

"Begin final phase!"

A creaking sound caught the soldier's attention. They widened their eyes as a beam sabre ripped through the hull behind the masked man. One of the Kratos's tore open the ship, grabbing the masked man as he flew out. But while the guards pursuing him gasped for breath, he made no sign of a lack of air. The cockpit of the Kratos opened and the masked man floating into the seat behind the Kratos's pilot.

"Finish the ship off," he said.

The pilot nodded his head as he targeted the Panzer's bridge. He fired a single blast from his rifle, blowing half of the bridge up. The Kratos's moved back into the meteor shower as it began floating away from the incident sight.

"Is it done general?" the pilot asked.

"Yes," the masked man said as he examined the cylinder.

"We've finally found it then, the key to the future?" excitement gushed from the pilot's voice.

"No, the key to the past," the masked man whispered just loud enough to be heard by his comrades.

"Are we really going to do it General Legacy? Are we going to go further than even George Glenn did?"

"Yes, and we'll take the rest of humanity with us, after all a discovery like this shouldn't be kept secret!"

He lowered the object and smiled as his fleet, the last survivors of the Uragiri faction moved to their next target, the deepest reaches of space.

Gekido's eye shot open and he looked at his surroundings. ZAFT's capital city wasn't the place to live, at least in the long term. He had only been hiding here over the past few days, overhearing the signing of the Junius Seven treaty and the declaration of Sensou's formation. Throwing his duffle bag over his shoulder, Gekido walked into the crowd. Even though his personal records had been sealed and he had never made a public appearance, he still kept his face covered by a cap and hood. He wasn't going to expose his face to cameras or risk running into an old comrade. Not many people gave him a second glance anyway; his tattered jumper and clothing gave him the appearance of a homeless man that had slipped through the cracks of ZAFT's refugee aid. ZAFT had opened the Plants borders, allowing refugees from broken Earth nations to enter, especially people from Orb. Over his time in the Plants, Gekido had already seen several people from Orb, including some red-eyed boy he'd once thrown a phone at.

'Which street was it down again?' he wondered.

He covered his eye with the tip of his cap as several ZAFT green coats walked by. Gekido looked at the road they had walked from and took that direction. The young man resisted the urge to click his fingers together, or shout some cliché like eureka. All that mattered was that he had found the place he'd bee looking for. He only came to the Plants to find out what Lacus was doing, now that he had done that there was only one more thing for him to do, see a doctor.

"Name and appointment time please," the receptionist spoke dismissively.

"No name, no time, just tell Doctor Coast I've found him a very interesting case, one only a doctor of his calibre can examine," Gekido explained.

If there was any doctor in the plants that wouldn't tell Lacus he had been here, Mikhail Coast was definitely one of them.

Next Chapter 1: Direction

Hope everyone enjoyed the prologue. Despite the setting of this story being the Cosmic era, very few Seed characters will appear, thats why I chose Gundam UC as the category.