Title: Legend

Author: Karina

Rating: PG

Pairing: Alice Darlian

Notes: Challenge 188. Baby Series 4 # 21 Takes place a few minutes following Something of a Legend.

Spoilers: None

Warnings:

Many thanks to ShenLong Deb for her work betaing this set of fics.

Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or the Characters from the series but the baby is mine.

Title: Legend

'I wonder how many people realise how many legends of our time are assembled in the one room?'

Alice Darlian smiled behind the shielding lace of her fan, watching the proceedings with a critical eye. There were so many people in attendance and she was a long standing people watcher. Her greatest entertainment came from observing the interactions of people in social circles and this reception had not disappointed her. There were a number of formal festivities slated for later in the week and this occasion she treated as a preview of the greater entertainment to come.

The King, of course, demanded attention by his very presence. But it was not merely his title that drew attention; it was unconscious on his part, but he projected an aura one simply could not ignore. He stood out in the crowd; and it had little to do with his height or that glorious white gold cascade neatly restrained with the elaborately knotted black ribbon.

Less than thirty years of age and already a legend.

But he was not the only one who could claim legend status within the room.

They were all there, the five too young pilots of those terrible mechanical monsters mankind had invented to wreak havoc and destruction in the name of… Well, it was always in the name of justice and peace and 'with God on our side', wasn't it? A too old, too familiar story to any student of history.

Conflict was always the same.

Different faces, a different generation, but always the same conflict when you looked beneath the surface gloss to the dross beneath.

Legends. All of them.

So young, so very young. Had any of them had a childhood that could be honestly called a childhood? Milliardo certainly had not after Sanc was invaded. From what she had learned, Quatre had suffered the fate of the super wealthy empire builder's offspring. Duo had lived on the streets and no one stayed a child for long in that life style. Trowa she had learned had been a mercenary forever and could not recall a day when he had not been a part of a fighting unit. Heero's past remained largely a mystery. He claimed not to have a lot of memories to do with his past, but he was reared by an assassin and who in their right minds could think that was a real childhood? Wu Fei…

Perhaps it was Wu Fei who had had the closest thing to an honest to God childhood? At least for a few years until misfortune had presented him as the only option to an ancient house tightly wrapped in tradition.

Perhaps.

But regardless, they were an elite group, and all of them had become legends in their own times.

End

Karina Robertson 2012