A/N: Now I know that some things might be confusing now because I have changed a few minor things. At the end of chapter two Relena said that her name was Relena Yuy. But in the authors note of chapter 3 I stated that that doesn't really sound right, so I changed it to Lowe (Heero's real last name). I also went back and fixed chapter 2 to reflect this. And in the latest chapter Relena referred to herself as Relena Darlian Lowe. I like this. It seems to have a ring to it that just makes sense.

Also if you didn't catch it in the last chapter, the current ESUN President is not the one from the Endless Waltz Movie. I made and OC, which I don't like doing to much, so that way I can make the plot do what I want. So sit back and relax because the real fun is coming.

P.S. I have been asked if this story will feature Mobile Suit fights and my answer to that is I don't know. Most likely, but I not the best at detailing fights, so once again I would like to put out that I would like to get a beta reader to help me with this. Thanks for your support!

Ch. 5

I Don't Like Fairy Tales

Mariemaia Kushrenadah could not contain her excitement. Sitting in her darkened office observing the current situation only serve to widen the smile that placated her face. Everything was falling into place. The ESUN President could possibly be the most pawn in her operation… Well save for the man she was currently watching on her security feed. Yes, Odin Lowe Jr, a former Gundam Pilot who was given the name Heero Yuy at the start of Operation Meteor. An operation that ended in failure. Mariemaia smiled. It was not a failure because of the pilots; no they played their role perfectly. It was a failure because of Dekim Barton, her grandfather. Dekim thought that everyone would just follow his orders as if they had now conscious of their own. That was his fault. He viewed people as robots that should only do what they are told to do. Mariemaia's smile dipped just a little. She hated this.

As she stared at the man on the security feed, she once again came to her conclusion. People are people, nothing more. They all feel. They all love and they all feel loss. Even Dekim's supposed ace in the hole, the perfect soldier Heero Yuy, fell to this truth.

Mariemaia let out a long sighed. In truth the operation failed on its first day. Heero was the only one even remotely started to follow Operation Meteor, but that changed when he met Relena Darlian. That marked the end of Operation Meteor. It was a mistake to send boys, not even out of their teenage years, to perform this operation. "No", Mariemaia promised herself, "I will not make the same mistakes." At this the door to her office opens and in walks her Lieutenant, Desmond Wolfe, and a house worker carrying a tray of tea.

"Your Excellency, I have informed Dekim Barton of the current situation… Suffice to say he is not pleased."

Mariemaia laughed. "It's about time that my grandfather learns that he is not in control here."

"Shall I have our agents take care of him?"

She seemed to ponder this thought for a moment. "No for now he still has his uses, but soon he will either step aside or he will force my hand."

"Of course your Excellency."

Mariemaia stared at the expression upon her Lieutenant's face. "You know Desmond I never demanded that you to call me by that name, why is it that you do so?"

"Ma'am I have been serving under you for the past 10 years and I served under your father for many years before that. It would be nothing short of an treason to address you as any title other than the one which you deserve."

"And what if I ordered you to call me by something else?"

Desmond froze. It was not the sort of thing that Mariemaia would ask for. Having spent so much time serving her this sudden request seemed… off.

"May I ask as to why Ma'am?"

At this Mariemaia sighed. "It was just a thought my dear Desmond. I fear that with everything going so well that I will begin to grow over confident. And as well all know over confidence is what leads to defeat."

"What ever you wish of me I will do your Excellency."

Mariemaia then ponder this for a few moments.

"Then call me by my name then."

"Ma'am?"

"I'm sure you know of my father's relationship with his own former Lieutenant Lady Une, correct?"

"Yes, it was a well know fact to those in the Treize Faction and key member of OZ an the Romefeller Foundation."

"Then based off of this knowledge can you see the purpose behind my command?"

It took several moments of contemplation on Desmond's part before he truly understood what Mariemaia was saying.

"I am honored your Excellency."

"Good then I expect you to fulfill your role. I can trust you to do this, right Desmond?"

"Yes… Miss Mariemaia."

"Good."

At this she returned her attention to the security feed. The man on the screen had awoken and started moving about.

"Desmond, please send the maids to tend to Mr. Heero. It seems like he has awaken sooner than expected. Also inform the cooking staff to begin preparing breakfast."

"Yes Ma'am."

And with that Desmond left the room. Mariemaia finally took a sip of the tea that one of the butlers had brought in. Now was the time for planning. The next faze of her plan was coming ahead. It was now time to begin the operation. At this she tapped a few keys on her communicator and soon a man was displayed of the video receiver.

"Commander," the man stated as he snapped to attention and saluted on video screen.

"I hope that everything is in place?"

"Yes Ma'am."

"Good then please commence Operation Revival."

"Right away Ma'am."

And with that the video screen when black.

"Now begins the start of what will lead to my ultimate victory," Mariemaia stated to herself. "What I am doing will lead the world back to where is should be."

And with a smile she rose from behind her desk.

"Time to go have breakfast."

~Break~

Silence rained in the shuttle as Sally Poe set the course away from earth and towards the L7 sector. Beside her in the co-pilots seat sat a dark haired man. His hair was a bit longer than it was during the war. It was still tied back in a simple ponytail but the length of that tail now almost reached his shoulders. As Sally gazed at her partner she thought to herself about how different things have been over the past few years. During the year after the Great War, she would normally undertake these missions with Nion, but after the White Fang Revival a new figure had replaced the older woman as her partner. Sally thought back to how she had convinced him to become a partner. It took several tries, but after the self-detonation of his mobile suit he final gave in. 'Why not' was all he said and from there her life had completely changed.

"What are you thinking about woman?" Wufei Chang demanded from his seat, not even bothering to open his eyes.

Well if there was one way to break the atmosphere Wufei had taken the most direct route. Sally sighed before answering, "I'm getting a bad feeling about this."

"That statement ranks up there with 'what could possibly go wrong'."

"I know, I know. But surely you feel it as well. Things are starting to crack and it's not just this situation that shows it. The whole world is tensing, as if it's preparing for another war."

Wufei took a minute before opening his eyes to look back at Sally. "I know. The Senate only argues more and more, while the Preventers are left to try and keep everything stable. And with the recent terrorist incidents, things are starting to look to familiar."

"What do you think is going to happen?"

"I don't know. But what I do know is that I will be there to meet it head on."

"And what about this problem with Heero?"

Again Wufei took a minute before responding.

"I think that this is all to coincidental."

"How so?"

"This is too much like what happened at the start of the White Fang Revival. In fact with the current situation of the world, we might actually be closer to the start of the Great War."

"But the colonies and earth are co-existing just fine."

Wufei nodded his head. "I know. But all that means is that the source of this could be something else." He sighed as he turned to stare out the forward view port. "I really don't like this. It's too coincidental. Even fate can not be this ironic." Sally gave Wufei a puzzled look, before he continued, "This better not turn out to be a reverse of what happened last time."

Sally nodded in understanding. "Yes. Let's hope that Heero is alright," she thought to herself before returning her attention to the shuttle's controls.

~Break~

Heero sat at an ornate dinning table in Mariemaia's mansion. Breakfast had been served and now he was waiting to see what tricks Mariemaia would use next. And as Heero contemplated what he should do Mariemaia rose from her seat and began to make her way over to the pair of couches that were positioned off in one of the corners of the elaborately decorated room.

Once She had taken her seat she waved Heero over gesturing to the seat across from her. Slowly and with careful precision Heero moved to take the seat. Once he did he stared directly into the lavender eyes of the little redheaded girl that sat across from him.

"I'm sure that you have a lot of questions for me, Heero. I am willing to answer any and all that you wish to ask."

Heero sat there still as stone, contemplating what to do. Finally he spoke.

"What are you trying to accomplish?"

"All I am trying to do is bring the world back to where is should be."

"And what do you mean by that?"

"What I mean Heero is that life is not a fairy tale. These people do not understand this. It has been so long since there has been any major conflict, that people have already forgotten the horrors of war. And there are those who seek to rekindle the flames of war once again."

"But aren't you one of those people?"

At this Mariemaia giggled slightly and stood up. Walking over to the large window that had been put in the nearby wall.

"No Heero. I am not like those people. They want war to increase their own standing in the world. They would sacrifice millions just so that they could gain whatever physical or monetary gain they desire. I do not want this."

"You don't?"

"Absolutely not," Mariemaia replied shaking her head. "I wish for the world to realize their mistakes and to give back to those who have lost so much."

At this Mariemaia turned to stare out of the window at the colony before her.

"Look at these people. All of these people are people who have suffered from the oppression of the world."

Heero stood up from his seat and walked over to where Mariemaia was standing by the window.

"These people here are the former soldiers that gave up so much in the Great War. These soldiers sacrificed everything while the citizens and the politicians played with their lives and made their demands. And look what happened to them once the war was over!"

Mariemaia threw up her hands in anger. "They were cast away like a broken tool. They were no longer necessary to the government so why bother keeping them."

At this she turned back to Heero and caught his eye. "You Heero were one of the lucky ones. You were able to carve a life out of aftermath. You were able to find a place to call home and a place where someone loved you. But now…"

Mariemaia let the statement hang and Heero knew what she was implying, Relena. The woman he once swore to kill but couldn't. The woman who made him want to stop fighting. The woman who said that she loved him and would never leave him. The woman who meant the world to him. Heero stood there contemplating this before returning his gaze to Mariemaia and almost started.

Mariemaia was standing right next to him staring out the window. But she was not as she was before… No, now she was… she was crying. This struck a cord deep within Heero. It toughed at his heart and pained him at the same time. When Mariemaia noticed that Heero was staring at her she quickly wiped away the tears that had fallen gave a short sniff at she recollected herself.

"You had the dream Heero. You finally had what you deserved. You did not deserve to be used as a lab rat by my grandfather. You did not deserve to be thrust into so much fighting and bloodshed. You deserve to live out your life, in happiness and peace. I wish that there was another way for me to accomplish my goal with out the need to rely on your help Heero."

At this Mariemaia sniffed once more before continuing.

"But I can't. No matter how much I tried I could not come up with a plan that would allow for me to complete my goal and not involve you. That is why I had the delegates request you. That is why I do not follow what Dekim has planned. That is why I have been secretly working on my own plan with my own goals. And that is why I need you."

Heero didn't know what to say. An hour ago he would have tried to break out of here the first chance he could, but now he couldn't think of anything else other than what Mariemaia was saying.

"What is it that you need me for?"

"I need you to be on my side Heero. I need you to understand what I am trying to accomplish and to believe me when I say that I am doing this for people like you. The ones where fought in the war, the ones who were treated as tools. They are the ones who deserve peace. And I will be the one to bring it to them that peace. It is my duty."

"Your duty?"

"Yes, my duty," replied Mariemaia, as she turned once again to stare out the window.

"As the daughter of Treize Khushrenada it is my job to take care of the men and women who fought so brilliantly at his side. And to also take care for the men and women who fought against him as well. All of the soldiers on both sides of the war are my responsibility to provide for. It is up to me that the trust they placed in my father was not a waste. He promised them peace and happiness and I will see that they get it."

"So what will you do?"

Mariemaia let out a short giggle before responding, "What I will not do is start anther war. That is not my intention… But I will not let down these soldiers. I will do what ever it takes. And if that leads to war. Then it leads to war."

Mariemaia slowly turned back to face Heero. "So there it is. That is my goal. I have left everything at your feet Heero. It is now up to you. As I said last night I will not stop you from leaving if that is truly what you think is right. I gain nothing from forcing you to be here. If you remain here I want it to be because it is what you feel is right. That you feel that it is right to fight alongside those people who were used exactly like you were."

With this Mariemaia let out a tired sigh and walked back to the pair of couches in the corner of the room. After retaking her seat she let out another tired sigh.

"The choice is yours Heero. If you wish to leave, Desmond will escort you to the spaceport and you will be given a shuttle to take you back home. But before you go I have to thank you for listening to me. I know it wasn't not be something that you probably enjoyed at first, but I hope that if you do decide to walk away from this that we can part on good terms. And I hope that you will not think badly of me for what I feel I must do."

And with that Mariemaia reached for her tea and sat quietly in her seat, as if she was lost in her own thoughts.

Heero was at a loss. He didn't know what to do. Mariemaia had made it clear that what happened earlier was a misunderstanding and had done everything to try and convince him of that fact. And was more confusing is the fact that it worked. Heero didn't know what to think of the little girl sitting in front of him. She was barely older then he was when he was sent off on Operation Meteor and yet she placed such a heavy burden upon herself. It was unsettling to think that despite all the work that Relena did to try and help everyone after the war, it was not enough. So what was he to do? What did he want to do?

Mariemaia closed her eyes and tried to regain her composure. She had gotten a little emotional and had shown Heero more than she had wanted to but now there was no changing it. Now she had to calm herself and prepare for Heero's decision, whatever that decision would be.

As the moments passed she soon heard a pair of footsteps walking across the velvet carpet and the sound of the double doors closing. Mariemaia took several more deep breaths trying to calm herself. Then she heard the footsteps begin again this time coming closer. And shortly she felt a presence near her. The presence took the seat across from her and sat still in the silence that rained throughout the room. Mariemaia slowly opened her eyes to gaze at the man sitting across from her. The icy blue eyes that stared back at her were alight with a deep fire that burned as brightly as a star.

"So, where do we begin?"