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Yamato's Legacy

chapter 1

A captain aboard his ship. Staring out into the nights sky. A contradictory of terms perhaps. In space there was no day, only night. So with out a day would there be a night? Also a sky. There was no sky. Just a infinite space that went for all eternity, in every which way, and never seeming to end. Of course this also is debatable. Man kind can track an almost endless supply of stars for trillions of miles, even more when measured in kilometers, in every which direction from home. But looking at a three dimensional plane, one can discover that stars and light seem to end at a much closer distance when going up and down from the earth. Could these areas of nothing-ness be the ends of the universe?

A disturbing question indeed. Could the universe end and another be on the opposite side? But to man, the technology to research the phenomenons of the sky were to far off into the future. Maybe man kind would never exist to understand what was beyond the black wall. Science claims that it could answer any question, but this was doubtful. It was Steven Hawking, who ounce said, 'that the universe is so complex and weird, that every thing that man thought of the universe could be completely wrong'.

Marko Borodin himself was a scientist at heart, but the answer to these questions would never grace the thought of his mind. He knew not the answers, but the reason for the lack of knowledge. To Marko, God himself would not let man know, for man ate the fruit.

He was truly a religious man. A Christian. Not a catholic as he would constantly correct; but a member of a protestant church. In fact he looked down upon catholics, seeing that they are destined to the same fate that any atheist was. This was a flaw he himself knew he had, and one he fought spiritually with on a daily bases.

He had a bible tucked away in his cabin, one which he constantly read. He was a believer before, but the untimely death of his wife caused him to be a chronic follower.

And here he stood, staring out the retractable glass bulb that separated himself from the emptiness that surrounds all of man kind. Space was fascinating in all it's complexities and mystery's. Space was once man's to claim before he ate the apple, and now man was only allowed to have a fraction of what was to be given to him.

These were the thoughts that ran through the Yamato's captains mind. Questions of what was out there. What could men find if he could travel to the outer stars. Through out the years and technical advancements, man kind has yet to still break past the asteroid belt with a maned ship. Maybe man was destined to be in his half of the solar system till the Christ himself returned.

A man dressed in a similar black uniform came to the side of the captain. He stood at ease, with hands behind is back, leaning slightly forward, giving the captain the respect he deserved. "Capitan, all ship preparations are complete." The younger man said. His tone not like his stance. For he stood with a grace of respect and solitude, he spoke like a son to a father.

For a son he may be, or the closes to a son that Borodin would get. The first mate, as the young man's uniform declared himself to be, was a bastard child and upon joining the Zaft military became Marko's favorite. Always by the captains side, and in constant cooperation with the elder gentleman. In the fourteen years he had served, twelve were spent as Marko's first mate. The man even gave up a captains position on the formidable Minerva to be by Captain Marko Borodin's side. He gave the honor to Talia Gladys.

"It's cold here, isn't it Ivan?" Marko's voice rang out revealing his deep thought.

Ivan, the first mate was about to answer in an form that would continue the intellectual thought. But he was a military man, and he knew that military came first. One thing that Marko liked about the man was that Ivan always kept him on track of what was important. "Sir, we have received orders to disembark and head to the outer side of the moon were the Yamato will await further orders."

Marko's vessel, named after a Japanese providence, had little connection with the former Madam Chairman. It self was researched in secret during her two terms and reached construction and completion as a black project after she served her time. If the former pop princess had known about the Yamato's research and development, there was no doubt the ship would not be complete today.

The Yamato, pronounced with a long second 'A' and short 'O', was the largest vessel ever completed. Built with the most advanced technology in all of Zaft, she was a forth the size of the Heliopolis colony. She was meant for war. Reaching a length of nearly two and a half kilometers. The Yamato was armed with eighteen XM49 'Tristan' beam cannons, spread along her hull. She also sported twenty-six 'Isolde' cannons, numerous missile bays, eight QZX-1C positional 'Tannhauser's, and the most recent and deadly Zaft achievement, a single RZX-15H 'Super Tannhauser'. A weapon capable of destroying an entire fleet in a single shot.

In her massive hull, she could hold up to three hundred mobile suits, but currently she held only a fraction of that. Instead she held was the Chairman's own invention; the Mobile Dolls. Marko had constantly wondered where the Dolls magically came from. The same could be said about the Chairman. It's as if the man appeared one day and pulled these so called 'Taurus' dolls out of his hat.

The Yamato, a cold weapon, given to the man with the cold hands. A weapon to annihilate all in space who opposed, making space even colder. A weapon signed and built for a man with even colder hands. "It is cold indeed."

Kira Yamato, pronounced with a short second 'A' and long 'O', watched with a smile on his face, as the little girl ran around in the little room, bobbing her head up and down while singing a song. An up beat song her mother used to sing. He watched her happily, playing in the lavish little room, and listened to her beautiful developing voice.

The receptionist too watched her happily, but more out of being concerned about the expensive objects in the waiting area. She was very found of the girl and knew the Yamato's very well herself. This building they currently sat in was once the residence of said family. Only when Chairwoman Yamato's second term ended and the chair seat was given to her successor, did the family leave.

Even though they do not live in the house any more they are well respected and visit often. Lacus was still vital to the plant's, and no longer the leader, she held a very respectable and influential seat in the council.

Kira himself was finally doing what he loved to do. Once the second bloody valentine war ended he began working with Marrue Ramius, (now La Flagga) and senior engineer Murdock. He himself taking an interest in advanced propulsion design, but his time mainly is taken up with the upkeep and upgrades of the Eternal, Archangel, and the Strike Freedom. Of course if the time called for it, Kira would pilot the Freedom again.

The girl was seven and a half as she said. Truth was, Kelly, just turned seven three weeks ago, and was at the age were the world was still her play ground. Not a care in the world. The innocence of a child they call it. Kira envied it. He secretly wished he did not understand what had happened ten and twelve years ago. He wished he was like his daughter. Only able to care about the things she truly cared about, and able to forget the things she did not.

Speaking of which, she seemed to have forgotten that she was currently in big trouble, but looking at her, no one could tell.

A little more time then usually passed and Kira found himself pondering why the meeting was taking so long. His attention then began to draw to a television show that the receptionist went back and forth between watching and watching Kira's daughter.

At an inconvenience for missing the first half of the show Kira asked the girl what was about.

The receptionist answered nicely. "It's about scientific studies on coordinators." The receptionist name was Keely. Kira having been in very similar situations of waiting here before and became to know the girl. Not a close relationship, but friendly acquaintances.

On the screen showed two people, playing a game of chess while a narrator announced the study. On one side was a boy, college age. His name was unimportant, but the narrator made it clear that he was the current valedictorian at one of the best and grandest plant colleges. It said he had a perfect grade grade point average and is among the smartest coordinators. Just recently he won the college chess tournament making him the reigning chess champion.

Sitting across from him was a boy, about Kelly's age. Young, the narrator identified the kid as a natural, and a prodigy chess player. The kid who looked as if he really did not want to be their was the exact opposite of the college student, who had a stern and serious look.

The narrator narrated, "To test Doctor Richard theory we set up these two players to play the game. We had them play a total of ten games. No more no less. After each game the winner was recorded. The results were not what we suspected, but went right along with Doctor Richards finds." the film jumped to a later part of the game, in fact the end, where the young seven-ish year old boy, check mated the college student. "In all ten games, there was only one victor. The superbly smart college student was defeated by the young natural boy in every game." Then video then went to show nine other game endings where the kid won.

"But this is not all that is happening. In the world of music young children have been out performing the best of the coordinators. It seems that a person called a prodigy who was born a natural can out perform any coordinator in that specific task he excels at." The video then went to show little kids playing piano or other various instruments and adults just looking in awe at what the child could do.

The narrator continued. "What Doctor Richards suggests that a when an embryo is genetically altered or enhanced it takes away the factor that causes a child to be a prodigy. What it suggest is that, though it may be a chance of fate or an accident, the human body is more efficient at developing a child then science is. The only question is can we figure out how to do this with a coordinator? Currently they are trying, but with the rapid decrease in coordinators who are able to give birth then we may never know."

"Thats just crazy." The receptionist said almost to herself.

Kira wasn't really shocked, but surprised. He knew naturals had more potential then everyone thought, but never had he really seen a natural best a coordinator at something so complex.

Kira knew about the problems with coordinators having children. He and Lacus spent four years trying to have Kelly and they required expensive help from Doctors and specialist. And they have yet to successfully get Lacus pregnant a second time. Kira fears that his daughter may never have a child when she is older.

"Well we don't give naturals as much credit as they deserve." Kira stated.

"But still, I mean a child beat him." The woman sighed out of frustration, shaking her head.

The mighty doors to the chamber opened, allowing it's recent occupants to filter out with brief cases and books in tow. Filing out, some talked, some laughed, some yelled, and some had a similar expression to the receptionist.

"Mommy!" Kelly exclaimed, running from her father's side to meet up with her mother.

Lacus who was first conversing with a fellow politician, smiled out of pure delight. As her daughter neared it was evident how much the two looked alike. Very little of Kira was there. Kira had joked that Kelly was a clone, and that Lacus had never given true birth. Lacus quickly let Kira know that she did not like this kind of joking around. Kelly meant everything to her parents.

Kira walked up to his family as Lacus and Kelly were talking about there day. Giving Lacus a quick kiss he embraced the two. "You finally done for the day?"

Lacus sighed. "Finally."

"Something wrong?"

Lacus continued almost disgusted. "I don't know what the Chairman is thinking. He places to much trust in the Romafeller party. Things are changing too fast."

"You think he will do anything too hasty?"

Lacus rested her head on Kira's shoulders and temporarily closed her eyes. "Doubt it. Not with out the consent of the rest of the cabinet. But it is the Romafeller party that needs to be watched."

They began walking out with Lacus resting on Kira shoulder, and Kelly being carried in his other arm. Kira looked at his daughter.

She was smiling at him. That death trap smile. He was powerless against it. Nothing, not even the Freedom could keep Kira safe from that innocent smile that his daughter gave him. But today he was not going to let her win. He knew what she was doing and unbeknown to her if she knew he was not going to let her win. He had fought this many times, and lost nearly every time, but today he felt a feeling of strength in himself.

"Kelly, want to tell your mother something?" Kira barely let out.

Kelly's eyes shot out wide open. He did it. He finally beat Kelly. Now no more would she use her charm and cute innocence to get her way. Her power over her father was finally being lifted and Kira was free.

Lacus woke up and looked at the girl. She knew what that meant. Her little angel was not a little angel today. "What happened?" She was looking at Kelly, but talking to Kira.

Kira waited expecting his daughter to answer. She did not. "Tell Mommy what you did at Grandma's today."

She was cornered. She could handle Daddy, usually being able to get out of almost anything, but Mommy. Lets just say that even Kira was surprised at Lacus's actions the first time Kelly got in trouble. Well the second time. The first time Kelly ever got in trouble was when she started her preschool days, and she put gum in another girls hair. Kira and Lacus had a good laugh when they learned their perfect angel who had never done anything wrong was not perfect. That has all changed now.

Kelly physically was a split image of her mother, but her personality was beginning to resemble Cagalli's. Again Kira would comment about him having no say in her gene-pool.

Kelly shook her head at Kira's comment.

Lacus put her head back down on Kira's shoulders. "Well talk about it when we get home." She then closed her eyes again.

Kira mouthed a sorry to his daughter as she shot him the best death glare that a seven year old could muster. Kira was just glade that he could with stand his daughters charm.

"Kira." Lacus called out, a hint of anger in her voice. "What happened?"

Kira kissed the top of her head. "We'll wait till we get home. But let's just say that it has to do with spaghetti and Grandma's grandfather clock." Kira smiled, holding in a laugh as his wife stroked her eye lids with her fingers.

"She is in our way." An older man declared in the inner sanctum. The meeting room of the chancellor and the Zaft council.

A secret meeting of the Romafeller party leaders was in occurrence. Since the party was formed five years ago, they had expressed great influence and gained great power. Unknown to the people was the ways they used to gain the power. Clandestine organizations they formed along with illegal actions allowed the party to be come the second largest party in the senate. Second only by a small size. It was this party that gave Lacus the hardest time during the last two years of her reign. After all, the Romafeller foundation was experienced in taking control of governments.

"Yes, she is a problem." The Chairman said. Within the first two years of their existence their candidate for chancellor took office succeeding Chancellor Yamato. Chairman Himlear, was showing to be a very controversial leader in his unexplained actions and mysterious projects. Though the people trusted the man. Perhaps for the same reason they trusted former Chairman Zala.

"I suggest we go ahead with the plan. Her death would be perfect to fuel war between us and the earth."

"She is very trusted and loved within the colonies. If she was killed by the Earth Alliance, then we have a means for war. I for one prefer to be on the ground of a planet rather then out in space."

You don't have to be smart to be in politics. In fact, it was arguable that all if not most politicians were complete idiot's with only their own wealth on their minds. This was the view of many people in the Plants and on Earth. Their were always exceptions, such as when Lacus Clyne took the seat of Chairwoman, many people were amazed at her knowledge and leadership.

Unfortunately it was this view of politicians among the population that allowed the Romafeller to disguise who they really were. A group ran by naturals. If this became knowledge throughout the plants, then they would instantly loose power. That is why they were moving fast.

Now was the time. Romafeller wanted the world. They had the plants, and all they needed was the earth. They were fully confident that their mobile dolls would be useful once again. And with the Yamato completed, then they were not waiting for anything.

The Chairman leaned back in his seat. He like Lacus Yamato. Maybe it was just a physical attraction, but he did not want her to die. Turning to his Secretary of Defense he called for the Secret Police. "I want the SS to do it. Make sure it looks like Orb did it."

The man smiled. An evil smile portraying his inner thoughts and personality.

"What about Orb Sir?" Another member asked.

"I have the Yamato taking care of it. By tomorrow we will occupy White Base and end all influence Orb has in the Plants." White Base was a sister colony to Heliopolis. Nearly identical to Heliopolis, it was Orb's only colony in space that had a military base. A small military base, but one non the less. Orb had other small colonies, mainly research and residential colonies, but not a single one outside of White Base that had military power.

White Base also had other advantages. It was the closest colony to Earth and was placed in a very strategic position.

"What about the Yamato's captain?"

"Borodin has no idea what is going on. He thinks that Orb declared war on us, and this is a counter attack."

"Borodin is a smart man. He will know that is a lie."

"True, Borodin is an extremely intelligent man. However, when one has been put out into to space for months, and his only contact is with higher command, it is easy to persuade him."

The chairman pulled out a manila folder out of his brief case. "These go along with Mrs. Yamato. Make sure they are also framed." He handed the folder to his Secretary of Defense.

The young Arabic man sat looking up into the sky. His heart troubled by the demons of the past. Caring an unnatural appearance, caused by his half European heritage. His blond hair flowing in the breeze, his thoughts ran of how and when his involvement would come.

Though one would think he had no right to get involved in the events currently happening. He had nothing to do with the war's of this world. In fact he had no idea of how he came to be were he is. But for the past five years he had stayed in this desert with his trusted Maqunac Corp.

But maybe he does have the right. He has a voice to show the right path. To convey the truth, and bring the world towards peace. He had done it before. He most certainly can again.

A tall elderly man made his way to him. Another Arabic man. He was tall and strong. Wise from the years he had among the earth. This earth and his own. He spoke with a deep voice. One of commanding stature, but used as a servant to his master. "Master Quatra. It has begun."

The Arabic boy turned to look at him. He had a smile of a false happiness. "I know."

"What will we do?"

"We will wait, and see what happens."

"We have reports confirming that the new Zaft suit's are actually mobile dolls."

The blond turned his eyes back to the stars. "Doesn't matter. We will keep the same stance for now."

The evening returned to the silence it instilled before. The elderly man did not leave, but stayed by his young master's side. Then he asked a question, of similar syntax, but of utterly distant meaning. "What will you do?"

"I don't know." The boy watched a shooting star. At least he hoped it was a shooting star. "I don't know."

Well that's the first chapter. Tell me what you think and if I should continue it. Next chapter will have more of the G-boys and be action oriented. Plus you will find out more of what is going on.

The Yamato is based after the Japanese Battleship from WWII that was and is still the largest battle ship ever constructed.