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Chapter 1

Lady Une stood pacing in front of a large screen, a long conference table spread out before her. At the table sat members and allies of the Preventers, an organization that was

formed to prevent any tragedy from happening again. Among them were Noin, Zechs, Sally Po, as well as the Gundam Pilots. They looked the same as always, Duo-goofy, Heero-bored, Wufei-unconcerned, Trowa-no emotion, and Quatre-a little melancholy and curious. A slight smile crossed Une's lips as she looked over her friends, but it disappeared as she remembered why they were here.

"I called this meeting," she said, her voice ringing out loud and clear, "because there has been a disturbance in section L5279. Our sources say that different metals, including Gundanium, are being shipped to somewhere in the area."

Lady Une paused, waiting for the murmurs of the group to die down. She continued.

"That's not all. Sources also say that a mobile suit resembling a Gundam was seen there, attacking units that were transporting the metals."

The organizer of the Preventers cast a meaningful glance at the pilots. Duo returned her look.

"Wait? You think that one of us is behind it? We didn't know about this until now. Unless you guys have been holding back on me," the browned haired young man said, looking over at his comrades.

"Calm down Duo. We just believe that you would know who this is," Noin answered.

Quatre, seeing Duo's expression, quickly spoke up.

"Unfortunately, we have no idea who this person could be. The question we should be asking is, who is this person and are they an ally or enemy."

Une nodded her agreement and quickly set her plans in motion. "Heero, you and Trowa hack into the system and find out who is behind the shipping and what they're up to. Quatre, you and Duo find this supposed "Gundam pilot", talk to them, and find out what you can. Noin and Zeches, you two contact the Vice Foreign Minister and inform her of the situation. Wufei, you and Sally Po stand by and see what comes out of this, because if this is what I think it is, we'll need you here."

The group responded with scattered yeses and nods and began to make plans on what they were going to do. Lady Une shook her head and turned to face the window. Only a year. A year and we're back to fighting for our peace. Hopefully, she thought silently, we'll be able stop this before it gets out of control, again.

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Duo sat in the cockpit of a small shuttle, arms over the back of his head, and yawned. "So, Quatre, what do you think? Maybe someone else has come back from the dead this time. Maybe Treize is the one behind this."

"I don't think so. I really believe that Treize is dead," Quatre answered.

"We really thought Zechs was dead as well, but look at him now. Fighting alongside the Gundam pilots."

Quatre shook his head. "Even so, it doesn't seem like his style. From the video and reports that were taken about this 'Gundam' it seems more like a lone wolf than Treize ever was. Besides, that Gundam is blue, not the color of Epyon."

"Yeah, I guess your right. Still, this kind of worries me. The last thing we need is another stupid mobile suit stirring up trouble."

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"And you're sure that this is, in fact, a Gundam?" Relena asked. Her face was tight with worry and exhaustion.

"No, but we do have Duo and Quatre already on route to see for themselves. But I must say, Vice Foreign Minster, I do believe that it is," Zechs replied.

"Are you feeling alright, Relena?" Noin asked her sister-in-law. "You need to take better care of yourself."

"No, I'm fine. Really," she added, after seeing the look on his brother's face. "Please just keep me informed so I know how to prepare."

"Of course," Zechs replied.

"Oh, and, please tell Heero I send my greetings."

Relena's face clicked off the screen. Zechs sighed deeply. Relena was important, he knew that, but why did she have to take on so much responsibly at once. Clearly, she wasn't getting enough sleep lately and the heavy burdens were starting to take their toll on her body. He couldn't help but wonder what was keeping her up these nights. He was so absorbed in his own thoughts he almost jumped when Noin put a hand on his shoulder.

"Zechs, I know you're worried about her. Come on, let's go see if Une needs us for something. The more we can help out the mission, the more we can help out your sister."

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The two silent G-boys worked in, well, silence. They were both sitting in the large computer room of the Preventer's headquarters typing way at their keyboards. Heero had made it past the first three lines of defense in the shipping lists for the sector L5279 and was working on the fourth when Trowa turned to him.

"Look at this. It seems very irregular."

Heero glanced at Trowa's screen, which had information on mining and financing up on it. It didn't take him long to see what Trowa was referring to. Mining on the Asteroid X5 had been steadily increasing over the past few months as well as the money flowing in the efforts. This wouldn't have been so strange if X5 wasn't known for its mass quantities of gundanium mined there.

"If we found out who is financing this sudden increase in gundanium mining, we might be about to discover who is really behind this," Heero said, after contemplating the data.

Trowa nodded and began typing again. "Here," he said, pointing at the screen. Heero followed Trowa's finger with his eyes and saw one name that stood out.

"Hawk?"

Trowa's eyes narrowed and his normally calm exterior dropped for a second. "I never thought I'd hear that name ever again."

Heero's Persian blue eyes searched Trowa's face for a moment. "You know this guy, Trowa?"

"Yes, and he's supposed to be dead."

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Meanwhile, back in space, Duo and Quatre had finally arrived in Sector L2579. Braid boy stared out the window and shook his head.

"Who'd wanna do anything in this place? There's nothing here except for some space leftover space mines and scraps."

The blond haired boy sighed. "But don't you think that's the point? Nothing is out here so that makes it the perfect spot to hide."

Duo opened his mouth to reply but was interrupted by a large flashing red light and warning beeps. "Seems we've got company."

Quatre quickly brought the target on screen. Both boys stared in shock at the sight. There, floating behind a large chunk of metal, was a very large mobile suit. It was dark blue, accented in white and light blue on the arms and head. Two beam cannons sat on its shoulders and it carried a large buster-like gun in its left hand that had a strange glowing blue gem just above the trigger. The eyes looked dark, as if the pilot was sleeping.

"Hey Quatre, I don't think that's a normal mobile suit."

"No, that's a Gundam," he agreed.

As they tried to decide what their next move should be, the arm of the Gundam suddenly raised, pointing that strange gun right at their shuttle. The gem flashed twice as if warning the two G-boys that it was about to fire.

"Holy shit!" Duo exclaimed. His heart went straight to his stomach and he found himself wishing he had brought his Gundam along on this mission.

Quatre pressed the button next to the top screen and turned the dial, struggling to find the right frequency. "This is shuttle mission 657 on a scouting mission to sector L2579. We have no weapons on board and we are not a threat. I repeat we have no weapons on board."

"Uh…Quatre, I don't think it's working…"

Indeed, when the blond haired boy looked over he saw that the Gundam was moving to squeeze the trigger. Quatre then switched channels and hailed the Preventer's headquarters.

"Quatre here. We've found the Gundam in question…"

The blue Gundam pulled the trigger and the gun roared to life, shooting several large transparent, bluish circles at the shuttle. As the circles flew closer to the shuttle Duo felt like he had seen something like those before.

"Are those BUBBLES?" he asked, in a sort of shocked/amused tone. "A gun that shoots bubbles? What kind of Gundam is this thing?"

That was until the one of the bubbles hit the ship. As it enveloped the shuttle, the power systems began turning off one by one until it was literally dead in the water. No communications, no power…

"We have no life support now," Quatre stated, as he quickly grabbed a space helmet from the closet behind him and he handed one to Duo. Braid boy took it and put his on gratefully.

"We're sitting ducks," he complained, adjusting the helmet.

Quatre stared at the window and shook his head. "Just what kind of technology was that?"