You can all thank the amazing Pegasusacc for making me put this chapter up so fast, but due to the fact that I haven't even started working on the 6th chapter, you're all going to have a little while to wait for that one to come out. In the mean time, I hope you all enjoy the fifth chapter.
Year: After colony 232
November 19
Dusk
Location: Earth
The late afternoon sun turned the sky a brilliant lavender as the young men sat on the battlefield. They'd left on the mission only a day and a half before, and all around them were the marks of a long and difficult battle.
Trevet yawned. He was, tired, irritable, and pissed. They had only one lead. One small lead, and it had been a dead end. "Fuck it!" He whispered as he sat there, surrounded by his four comrades. They all looked beat and petulant. He closed his eyes and stood up, walking across the battle field. A memory, buried a long nine years before resurfaced as his eyes scanned the bead bodies He tried to shake it away, but stubborn memories are born of stubborn people. He let it sit, but ignored it's pleas to be relived. Instead he focused on the squashed lead.
The pilots had been told that the man who kidnapped Quatre had been hiding in the mansion that once stood behind him. All that was left of the great estate was pieces of ruble, and the dead bodies of the family who lived there. Though they weren't exactly innocent. No. They had hid the culprit and the hostage. But they had left recently. Very recently. Unfortunately, the people who knew where they had gone had committed suicide rather than confess the wear a bouts of the criminal. Trevet shook his head as he walked. He couldn't understand suicide and he hated seeing all that death. It just brought back terrible memories. "Only fitting for the son of Shinigami," he laughed. He couldn't understand why he felt the need to laugh when death was near by. I guess it hurts less that way. He was lost in thoughts when a cough reached his ear. The blond pilot looked around for the source. Where? Where? Where was the living person.
There! A young teen's chest rose up and down. He was alive; barely; but alive. Trevet ran to and knelt beside the teen. "Where? Where did they go?"
"I- I couldn't tell you, sir" the boy managed to get out. He was not much older than Ayman, maybe thirteen or so. His pale green eyes helpless, his pale skin loosing color. Trevet lifted him into his arms. "I'm Todd. I- I was just a servant boy for the Morginians. W-when the battle started, they m-made me fight. I- I wanted to run away."
"Shhh…. Don't talk." Trevet told him, a tear running down his face.
"I o-only worked there because my mom needed money. My sister is sick and we need money for an operation." The boy put his hand in his pocket and pulled out a few hundred dollars. He pressed them into Trevet's hand. "Please, sir. That's the last of it. Tell my mother I loved her and Sara. Please give her the money for me." Todd gulped as his eyes began to shut. Trevet watched in horror as the life slowly began to drain from the boy's body. And then, his hand slid off of the pilot's, and his eyes closed. Todd drew his last breath. Trevet couldn't hold his tears back any longer. He sobbed, rocking back and forth, hugging Todd's empty body to his chest.
Slowly, the sun sank over the horizon, the battlefield growing dark. But Trevet didn't leave. He sat there, holding Todd, wondering how many more would die because of him. He wished he didn't have to do this. He wanted to back out of the mission. It wasn't that bad. Sure if they quit then 04 might not have much hope, but it wasn't like his father's time. Millions of lives weren't at stake. He could back out, if he wanted. And face Ayman calling you chicken? Ok, so maybe he couldn't.
As the mood rose into the sky, Trevet dug a shallow pit. He laid Todd's body in it, noticing how quickly it had gone cold. Tears still pouring down his face, he buried the teen, and picked a piece of a MD that lay near by. He carefully took out his belt knife and etched the boy's name into the metal. Then he set it at the top of the grave. As he walked away, he glanced at the money in his hand and then back over his shoulder. Trevet vowed to find the boy's mother and give her the money and her son's message. It was the very least he could do.
Trevet walked back to the place the pilots had made their camp. His face solemn, his eyes dried of tears. But his heart still ached for the life of such a young person.
"Where've you been, Maxwell?" Haru asked from his seat by the fire they had started. Tarak sat beside him. The two had been in deep conversation about the green eyed pilot's wedding.
Trevet didn't even look at him. "Making a promise." He walked into the tent he would share with Ayman for the night and found the boy seated there, cleaning his guns. Trevet sat beside him and watched him for a few moments.
"Something wrong, Trev?" Ayman asked, his brown eyes so lively and inquisitive. His hair swept down into his eyes a bit.
Suddenly Trevet pulled him into a massive hug, resting his chin on the boy's head. "Just be careful out there, ok?"
"Um… sure."
Year: After colony 223
April 14
Midday
Location: Colony Cluster L2; Colony 14JDW62
A blond boy walked into one of the garages his father owned, two little girls behind him. The first was one year his younger. The other was seven years younger than he was. The ten year old turned the light on, leading his little sisters into the room. The nine year old had the same violet eyes blond hair as he did. The three year old clung to a teddy bear, her gray eyes searching the room, her brown hair braided behind her.
"WOW!" she breathed, looking up and shaking a bit in awe and a little fear.
"How did you know this was here, Trev?" The blond girl eyed her older sibling. Trevet smiled at her.
"I followed Dad here last week, Maddy." Maddian Maxwell rolled her eyes.
"Big robot!"
"It's not a robot, Hilde. It's a Mobile Suit." Trevet told the three year old, named after his father's first love. The woman had died a year before the birth of the little girl. "And I'm gonna drive it."
"You are not, Trevet Maxwell. Dad'll skin you alive if he catches you."
"Well then he better not catch me, understand Maddy?" Trevet threatened. His sister glared at him but nodded. "Now stand back. Wouldn't want you girls to get hurt." He smirked and climbed up the ladder to the cockpit. The boy observed the controls; he smiled in joy and climbed in, pulling a helmet that lay on the seat over his head. He looked around at the controls. "This doesn't look to hard. He pushed one of the buttons, and heard Hilde scream. The eyes of the Gundanium MS had lit up. Maddian placed her hands on Hilde's shoulders.
"Are you sure you know what you're doing?" Maddian called up to him.
"Of course I do." Trevet called back, looking at all the controls. He bit his lip. "Alright. Here goes." He pulled a lever. Everything else that followed was like a nightmare. The MS started up and began to move. The more Trevet tried to control it the more it got out of control. He heard his sisters' screams faintly above the sounds of the MS destroying the garage. Finally, after about 15 minutes of horror, Trevet managed to stop the machine, breathing very hard he stuck his head out and then, not seeing anyone, slid down to the ground. "Maddy? Hilde?" he called. A few pieces of wood against the far wall shifted and Maddian climbed out, covered in dust and coughing. Suddenly the door burst open. Duo came running in, having seen the garage start to crumble.
"TREVET! MADDIAN!" He screamed, hugging them. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine Dad." Trevet said, not meeting his father's eyes.
"I'm ok, too, daddy, but I think I twisted my ankle." Maddian said.
Duo hugged them both to him again. "Where's Hilde?" Both of his older children looked away. Suddenly they heard a small whimper from the corner. They all ran to where the sound came from. The small brown teddy bear that lay on the dust and ruble covered floor was stained with blood. Duo lifted a metal beam, and lifted the girl out from under it and the rest of the wreckage. Her body was very limp, and her eyes were closed, but her hand twitched slightly and her chest rose and fell as she struggled to breath. Bloody gashes ran across her head and chest, from where the falling metal had hit her. She twisted her face around to peer at the man who held her gently.
"D-daddy?"
"Shhhh…. Please, Hilde. Don't talk. Rest. Maddy! Run! Get the hospital!" Maddian nodded and took off at her father's command. Trevet stood behind Duo, staring at his own feet. He looked up after a moment and watched Hilde. She struggled to cling to her life. Duo knelt on the floor, sobbing and rocking her back and fourth. Just as Maddian returned, their mother and the medics behind her, Hilde looked at him and pointed to the MS. "Don't use that, Trev. It's dangerous. Someone could get hurt." Then she drew her last breath and shut her eyes.
Trevet watched his parents and Maddian cry, but for some reason, he couldn't. He felt nothing. Nothing but fear, terror, and power. He knew at that moment that Hilde's was only the first life he would take. From that moment on, he wanted to live his life for him. He knew if he didn't, he would just end up hurt, just like his father and he couldn't allow that, he just couldn't.
Year: After colony 232
November 22
3:00 AM
Location: Colony cluster L5; Colony 46FJX89
Bren lay face down in a plush blue pillow; her eyes were shut, but she wasn't asleep. Who could sleep with three friends like Nikki, Kat, and Ami. They all sat on her bed in their PJs hitting her with pillows.
"Let me sleep!" she pleaded with them, kicking her feet and pounding the bed with her hands, like a child throwing a tantrum, except there was laughter in her voice.
"Come on, Bren. It's only 3:00 in the morning," Kat said, laughing. Bren sat straight up in bed, throwing a death glare at her. Kat shrieked and jumped behind Nikki as a pillow hit the spot she had just occupied. "What do you mean 'ONLY 3:00 in the morning'?"
Kat poked her head out and stuck her tongue out at Bren.
"Oh, real mature, Kat." Ami indicated, laughing.
"And what's the big idea with hiding behind me?" Nikki asked, looking at Bren and giving a quick smile so Kat couldn't see.
"I don't know; seemed like a good idea."
"Well, it wasn't." Nikki said, ducking as a pillow sailed over her head and struck the short-haired eighteen year old in the face.
"HEY!"
Bren just smiled innocently, not realizing Ami was behind her until she was struck on the back of her head with another pillow. They all collapsed laughing as Bren attempted to grab Ami but got tangled in the bed sheets instead.
"Alright! Alright! I'm up. What did you want to do anyway?" Bren asked as they began to calm down and climbed back into positions on the king size bed.
"What else would we do?" Kat asked, mockingly.
"Yeah. It's a Frida… um, Saturday morning," Ami corrected herself getting a laugh from everyone.
Nikki nodded. "Movies. Plain and simple."
"You only agree with them because you don't want to have to think about Haru." Bren pointed out, hugging Nikki around the shoulders.
"So?" He friend said glaring. Subject of Haruko, bad bad bad idea!
Bren just shook her head and smiled. "Just turn on the T.V."
Kat obeyed, picking up the remote and turning it on. Ami got up and went to the DVD player.
"Everyone ready?" Ami asked as she moved to put the movie in.
"Wait a sec," Nikki said, watching the screen which displayed some late night/early morning breaking news. "Quick! Turn it up."
"… and we're standing by on the once beautiful front lawn of the Morginians' estates, where there seems to have been some sort of battle," the woman on the screen told the viewers as the camera scanned across the grounds. The four young women gasped in horror as they saw bits and pieces of MSs and MDs as well as human bodies. "The people who live on the surrounding lands are glad that the tyranny of the Morginians has finally been ended, and they would like to thank their five saviors, who apparently arrived out of the blue in five Gundanium Mobile Suits. Who knows? Have the legendary Gundam pilots come back to once again try to achieve total peace?" Nikki and Ami frowned at the screen. It couldn't have been the boys, could it? The camera was once again scrolling over the wreckage of estate. It zoomed in on a mound of dirt. A woman knelt beside it crying, a small girl nestling her face in the woman's shoulder. The reporter approached them. "Mrs. Evegao, is there anything you would like to say?" The woman sat up and whipped her eyes on the sleeves of her coat. She nodded and took the offered microphone from the reporter.
"I would like to thank whoever gave my son a proper burial. He was only a little boy, so thank you, who ever you are." She handed the microphone back to the reporter and once again knelt over the grave of her child.
"It's definitely a sight to see here at the Morginians' estate. This has been Mona Leben reportin…" Ami put the DVD in the player, cutting off the reporters farewell. She gave Nikki a small smile, a reassuring one, as she sat down with her friends to watch the DVD.
Year: After colony 232
November 22
3:00 AM
Location: ?
A man with bleach blond hair sat tied to a chair in a dark room. His eyes focused on the muted television screen as tears poured from his eyes. He watched as a reporter handed the microphone to a woman. Reading the woman's lips, he guessed she was thanking someone for burying the person she had been weeping for. As the reporter wrapped up her interview, the camera zoomed in on the grave marker: A piece of an MD labeled with the name "TODD".
The man gulped and tried to hold back his tears.
"Do try to get a hold of yourself 04," a voice said from the shadows.
"How could you have let this happen?" The blond man called back to him. "Why are you doing this?"
"Why, 04? Why am I doing this?" the voice said laughing; it was an evil laugh. "Because I want my revenge. My revenge on you and the other pilots, and what better way to do so then to get at your offspring."
"But your own son?"
"I have no son, Quatre. No son at all!"
And the plot thickens. Grins! Ok, I have a question for you all, who do you think Quatre's kidnapper is? Go on, just guess, it will make for some amusement for me and possible persuade me to update faster. Who knows, maybe the question will even been answered. And what ever happened to Duo's family after the death of his daughter? Why is Ayman the only one of Quatre's sons willing to come to his aid? Will Trevet be able to give Todd's mom the money in time to save Sara? Hmmm… maybe you all deserve some answers. Ok, anyway, I've decided to do something for everyone every sixth chapter. In your review to the 5, 10, etc, chapters, feel free to ask any questions that may be confusing you. If I can answer them without revealing the plot, I will at the end of the 6, 11, etc chapters. TTFN everyone.
