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Dark Hearts

Chapter 8: Infiltration or Destruction

Alaska, somewhere within 20 miles of the JOSH-A base:

The cool wind of dawn brushed across the long coastline, accompanied by the sound of slashing waves. It was a peaceful night, for the two that sat under the sky, one in the other's arms, back to chest. A soft sigh of contentment was exhaled from Lacus as she leaned back into Kira's chest, all worries cleared in an instant. The feeling of his breath down her neck was sending shivers of pleasure down her spine. It took all her control to just remain there in his arms, and not turn around to straddle him. She made sure to block that certain feeling from their mental link as her cheeks turned the color of her hair.

Kira took a quick glance at his watch, 3:41, before returning the hand to her waist. It's almost time.

Lacus gave a slight nod as she stood up to wipe the sand off her dress, Kira followed shortly as they walked towards an open-roof sports car parked nearby. His hand automatically went to her waist, pulling her close. He couldn't imagine what life would be like without her.

Hiding something, are we? He said with a hint of amusement through their mental link, noticing how she stopped responding and the color of her cheeks.

You knew, didn't you? She replied, a scowl.

No, but you proved me right. The remark earned him a mock punch on his shoulder.

You're awful.

Hmm… I'm awful? Really?

Yeah.

What can I ever do to make it up to you?

You know exactly what.

Oh… Sorry, love. Wait for about… uh… seventeen more hours. You know we're in a bit of pinch right now.

Stop acting all high and mighty, you know you want it as much as I do. She smirked.

Just trying to be the mature one here. He said, returning the smirk and earning himself another punch on the arm. Ow… you're being too rough.

Rough, huh? You haven't seen anything yet.

Seriously, Lacus, I promised, but just not now. We have a schedule to keep up.

I know, I was baiting you. She said, beaming at him, which brought a fake scowl to his face and their lips met with synchronized timing.

Hmm… this will have to do until further notice.

Hmm… you're right.

Breaking the kiss, Kira jumped into the driver seat of the car and started the engine. "M3, go into standby and follow." He said, turning on the earpiece.

An affirmative sounded on the other end as Lacus closed her side of the door and the car sped off towards the main EA base. This is gonna real interesting.

I agree.

Archangel: Bridge:

Cpt. Murrue Ramius sat on the handle of her seat, mind working in overdrive. Mu has the same expression on his face sitting on the other handle, both deep in thought.

"Clear-"

"Clear-"

They both started, and stopped to chuckle at the unpredictable timing.

"Ladies first."

Murrue smiled lightly at that, and continued. "Clearly they're joking…"

"Funny, I was thinking along same line." Mu said, sighing.

"The evidences they gave us are obviously authentic, I wonder how they got their hands on them." Murrue wondered out loud, rubbing a hand on her chin before she turned her eyes to the blonde in front of her. "So?"

"… These events are unprecedented. I'm not sure." Mu answered.

"Did you watch the video on the flash drive?"

"Yes. But none of the footage showed anything about their mobile suit, except its destructiveness…"

"Get a good night sleep. We'll discuss this tomorrow." The Captain said as she stood up and left the bridge."

"Bothersome…" Mu muttered before he followed the woman out the bridge.

EA Outpost outside of Alaska:

A black sports car stopped in front of the barricade and two EA officers stepped forward to check their IDs.

"I'm sorry, sir. But there's a military base beyond this point, you'll have to turn around." One of the men said in a regal tone.

"I have permission to enter if I wish." A voice replied and a hand with a piece of paper was extended.

The patrolman took the paper and read through it, then gave a nod for them to pass through.

After the car sped past, the other one asked the one that granted them access. "What did the paper say?"

"Many things." Was the reply as he scrunched it up and burned it with a lighter.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

"The higher-ups requested it." Was the simple reply as he headed back to his station.

"Che…"

Meanwhile:

The car that had just passed the outpost continued to speed down the road.

That was easier than I thought.

I'll have to praise M3's hacking skills.

And the degree of stupidity these idiots show.

Hn.

Almost there. "M3, proceed according to plan."

"Affirmative."

The car came to a stop on the side of the road and a dish-like object extended from its ceiling. "Test link connection."

"0.0143% chance of link failure. Proceed?"

"Yes."

"Visual link established to camera number 874. Permission to open transmission?"

"Granted."

"Hacking into audio transmission system... Destination: United Earth Alliance HQ, establishing neutral rally point. Anti-tracking system: activated. Feed: open. Communication: open."

Try not to screw up, dear.

Thanks. And as the link is established: "So, feeling glad that you didn't have to self destruct?" This is gonna be a hell of a long talk.

Agreed.

Archangel:

"Cpt. Ramius, please come to the bridge immediately." Miriallia's voice boomed over the comm. in the said person's room.

"Geez." She muttered and jumped out of bed immediately. And just when I started to feel sleepy. "What is it?"

"An unencrypted transmission on all EA ships."

"I'll be right there, brief me on the details." She said, mentally cursing and putting on her uniform with expertise.

"Hai! The transmission is from an unknown location, the voices are distorted but it appears that they are making a trade of sorts."

"They?"

"Hai! The other end of the transmission is from the main base."

"You mean to tell me that someone's hacked into the mainframes of every single EA vessel out there and is broadcasting a conversation with the higher-ups in public?"

"More or less. Yes."

"Did you record the conversation?"

"Hai!"

"Good job. Keep monitoring the channel until I get to the bridge." Kira… Lacus…

"Hai!"

About ten minutes ago:

Alaska: EA HQ:

The military generals of marine and aerial fleets gathered at the conference room, most of them looking miserable at that time in the morning. As the last one took his seat, the one at the end of the table stood up. The man looked to be in his fifties and had small beard on his chin with a head of gray/silver hair.

"I'm sure you are all wondering what's so important that all of you need to meet in this room so early in the morning. But before you ask any questions, I ask you to watch this first." He said, before sitting down again and the dull blue light of a three-dimensional hologram bounced up from the middle of the table. As the murmurs quieted down, a video started playing. It seems to be taken from the main camera of a mobile suit, was what's running through everyone's mind as the image rotated to the right and back to what looked like an fully functional GINN. The background was mainly formed of dirt and rocks. With a smooth movement, a mechanical arm punched off the GINN's head in a flash. As the generals started doubting the originality of the video, the camera turned to the left and up, zooming in on some objects falling from the sky.

Drop Pods.

A low whisper of 'voooommmmmmmmm' could be heard as the camera started moving towards the drop pods. In a few seconds, the first of the drop pods started opening to reveal ZAFT GINNs armed with assault rifles.

"This is the video of the ZAFT invasion of JOSH-A, which never happened." A voice said from within the video, making more questions pop into the generals' minds and prompted them to start talking amongst themselves. Their voices were soon cut off as the camera showed multiple purple beams hitting the GINNs and incinerating the robotics instantly. The camera then flashed through more parts of it chopping off GINN's heads and bodies with beam sabers and beams tearing through the mechanics. A minute later, the camera looked down on what remained of an invasion force and the same voices spoke again. "I'm sure that you have many questions that you want to ask. But I'm not sending this to you to answer your questions. So I'll give you the simplest choice. Surrender JOSH-A and the CYCLOPS controls to us or everything in JOSH-A turn to rubbles. An hour after you receive this video, I'll contact you again.

The video ended.

The meeting soon turned into a mess with questions and accusations flying everywhere.

The man at the front of the table stood up and slammed his fists onto the table, silencing the crowd instantly. "We received this video about fifty minutes ago, so we don't have much time. The video is proven to be real by some spies we have in PLANTs. They're currently dealing with the aftermath of the failed invasion. I want a vote on the question the person in the video posed."

"They could be with ZAFT and want to capture this base!" One of the sitting generals spoke up, gaining many nodded heads in his direction.

The man at the head of the table shook his head. "No. ZAFT would never waste troops like that. Not to mention they should have no ideas about the CYCLOPS system. The one that sent the video knew everything about us and is opposed to ZAFT. In other words, he is neutral. Think about this and make the decision now."

A silence that lasted for five minutes followed until the man spoke again. "All those supporting the idea of surrendering the base?"

No hands came up.

"All for making a stand against them?"

All hands rose up.

A knowing smile found its way up the man's mouth as he spoke again. "May I know the reasons?"

"We can just abandon this base and use the CYCLOPS as the last resort. All the men here were supposed to die in the ZAFT invasion anyways." A woman said from her seat, uncaringly swatting the subject away as though it was a fly. As all members nodded their heads to agree with her, he nodded his approval.

The meeting was then interrupted by a loud broadcast over all channels.

"So, feeling glad that you didn't have to self-destruct?" Kira's voice ran over the audio channel, his cold voice making many officers shiver or shuffle uncomfortably in their seats.

"Sir! The communication channel has been hacked!" a nearby officer informed the man at the front of the table.

"Link my comm. to its frequency."

"Yes, sir!" and as the link is established.

"Very much so. Can you please grace us with your name, perhaps?"

A dark chuckle later, a response was made from the other end. "General Agira? Well it's an honor to hear from you. As for my name, you should know. Kira Yamato, or should I say Hibiki?"

Many in the conference room froze.

Chapter 8 END

NEXT CHAPTER:Peaceful Negotiation…

-What's with Kira knowing Agira?

Sorry this is so short, guys. I'm having some trouble deciding on which route this story is going to take: normal, light or dark… If you wish to help, just press the 'review' button under this sentence.