Gundam Seed: The Federation

by Blackshadow999

Different telling of Gundam Seed. With the conflict between Naturals and Coordinators getting worse as time passes, some nations have banded together and formed the organization known as the Human Federation. Will the Federation be able to help bring peace or will the hatred between Naturals and Coordinators destroy everything and bring extinction of humanity? Cover by SaddlePatch

36. Phase 36: Hidden Truths

A/n

Here is Phase 36, less action packed than the last one, but moves the story forward. But, as in canon there are times where there is story development and there are events that are similar in this Phase that take place in the middle of canon of SEED Destiny. There is a minor change which you will read about and I'll identify in the closing notes. Also, I know this Phase is on the longer side, but it's how it came out and I hope you enjoy it. My standard disclaimer is still in effect and have fun with reading the Phase!

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Phase 36: Hidden Truths

January 1st, 74 C.E.

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-Neutral pov-

The Minerva

The Minerva communicated with the dock control center at the coastal city of Diocuia, which was by the Black Sea. It was the closest city with docking for ships the size of the Minerva to where they had been and was in territory that wasn't under the influence of the Earth Alliance. There was a ZAFT base on one side of the city while on the other side there were Federation facilities. The inhabitance of the city were technically Federation citizens as they were on the border of the Euros Coalition.

The Minerva came into one of the docks at the ZAFT base, where it could get repairs and resupply which were needed. A sigh of relief was being let out as they came into the dock they were assigned to by those onboard the Minerva, it had been a long last couple of days. Once in the dock, Arthur looked out the window at the view there was of Diocuia, "So this is Diocuia, I've heard of this border city and it's a beautiful one," he remarked.

All the crew of the Minerva were granted shore leave while the ship was undergoing repairs. For those who left the ship first, they came onto a scene of many soldiers gather in front of two mobile suit. It was odd to view at first, but as it unfolded, a pink mobile suit was helped down and on its hands was the PLANT idol Lacus Clyne. Seeing that, filled in the unknown facts and said there was a live concert by the girl, though why she would do such in Diocuia of all places was a bit of a mystery.

Those still on the Minerva were also getting a view of the concert, as it was being transmitted around the city. The fans of "Lacus Clyne" were watching with joy, while others were merely looking on with curiosity. Athrun was stunned at seeing 'Lacus' or really Meer Campbell here doing a concert, it made no sense. Even as he watched Meer perform, it kind of felt like this was some kind of indoctrination, but that was crazy. Meer's performance certainly showed the differences to Athrun, between her and the genuine Lacus Clyne. Yes, the voice was identical, but the choreography was different, more towards the flamboyant side. It was like seeing someone trying to be someone that you know and can't quite do it perfectly, but, that in fact, was exactly what Athrun was seeing.

While the concert was going on, the prototype of the new X2000 GOUF Ignited mobile suit and a black colored ZAKU Phantom moved to the side from their position they had come down to after carrying the pink suit. Out of the cockpit of the GOUF came a young man in his early twenties, with a height of close to six feet. The man's name was Heine Westenfluss and he had amber blonde neck length hair and green eyes. He was wearing his ZAFT red uniform with a FAITH crest on the left wing of the collar. The one that descended from the Phantom's cockpit, was a young man that was only around a year younger than Heine himself. His name was Heero Collins and he was a small margin shorter than Heine, possessed spiky dark brown hair and Prussian blue eyes. Heero was also in a ZAFT red uniform, which he dusted off when he reached the ground.

Heine came over to where Heero had descended to, "Did you get a view of the ship that just came into port Heero," asked Heine.

Heero turned to Heine, "Yes, that matches the images for the LHM-BB01 Minerva that are on file," he said stoically.

Heine stared at Heero's expressionless face and shook his head, gaining a small smile, "You Heero need to get out more. With the way you talk and act, others would assume that you have little to no emotion," Heine replied.

Both Heine and Heero strode over to the shuttle that landed just after them, stood and saluted as Chairman Durandal came off the craft. Durandal returned the salute from Heine and Heero with a nod and went on his way. Durandal glanced over to the performance and smiled a bit at how Meer was entertaining the crowd. With the conflict that had been going on in the surrounding Alliance territory, there was definitely a need for something that could brighten the mood in general.

Meanwhile, Shinn, Athrun, Lunamaria and Meyrin had exited the Minerva to get a closer view of the concert. Shinn didn't understand why his friend Vino Dupre and Yolan Kent like the idol Lacus Clyne, even seeing her in live performance. Sure, her voice was pretty, and she had fairly good looks, but that was about all. Then the woman Shinn was seeing didn't fit the Lacus Clyne that stories said had fought in the previous war at all. She just appeared to be a singer, not someone who had been on battlefields of war. Athrun was simply looking on at Meer, still attempting to figure out why she would be here, for it didn't fit. The difference between Meer and Lacus just became clearer the more Athrun saw of her.

"Say Athrun," Luna piped up.

Athrun turned to look at her, "Yeah?"

"Did you know that Miss Clyne was going to be here," asked Lunamaria.

Athrun stared at Luna, for how was he supposed to know that Meer was going to be here. He was a soldier, the one that Lunamaria was referring to was a singer. The arrangement that was an engagement, had been dismissed during the second half of the First Alliance-PLANT War by the words of Patrick Zala himself. However, it was becoming clear by a number of developing factors, that the engagement dismissal was never recorded and so, it was like it never happened. The way Meer had acted around him, also implied that the 'engagement' was still in place, which was odd. "No, I didn't know she would be here, why would you think I would," questioned Athrun.

"Well, you two are engaged aren't you," commented Meyrin.

Athrun felt more awkward at hearing that, what could he say? The truth was that the engagement had been dissolved, but other groups said Athrun and 'Lacus Clyne' were still engaged to be married at some point in the future. Athrun had done a bit of looking into the point himself and had been shocked that records had stated that he was indeed engaged to 'Lacus Clyne'. The oddest piece to it, there was no name supplied for the witness or the one responsible for arranging the idea. "We were at one time, a lot has happened since then," Athrun replied.

"I suppose that you both are busy people these days with everything that's going on. So, you can't keep in contact twenty-four seven I guess," Luna remarked.

The truth of the matter would be denied by the facts that have been recorded, so Athrun couldn't set things straight. Not being able to say the truth in this was wearing on Athrun, "Something like that I guess," he mumbled.

The crowd watching "Lacus's" performance, was cheering as she kept going, both the soldiers and the citizens viewing the show. Within the citizens watching, two individuals were viewing the concert, though it wasn't with interest or because they were fans. One was a young man that was eighteen now, with brown hair and green eyes, was none other than Tolle Koenig. Next to him was his 'official' girlfriend and working partner, Miriallia Haw how was also eighteen, almost nineteen. The two of them were watching this performance with mixed feelings as to what the saw and what they knew. "Hey Mir, any ideas as too why there's someone that's posing as Lacus singing here of all places," posed Tolle.

Miriallia shook her head after she got a couple of pictures with her camera, the two of them had been freelance photographers since the end of the First Alliance-PLANT War. "No, I can't say I do Tolle, but I don't think this is just happenstance either," Miriallia replied.

Miriallia and Tolle were about to slip away through the crowd, but Tolle spotted something through his binoculars. His eyes widened, "Mir, look over here and have your camera ready," he said.

"Why, what do you see Tolle," asked Miriallia

Tolle waved her over, and when she moved to be next to him, he pointed to where he had been looking, near the backstage of the concert. "Zoom in your camera and tell me if you see who I do," he suggested.

Miriallia did as Tolle said, wondering what he was referring to, but once she zoomed in her camera lens, she gasped. "Is that the PLANT's Supreme Council Chairman Gilbert Durandal," she whispered.

"Certainly looks like it to me, can't begin to guess what someone like him is doing here right now," remarked Tolle. "Yet, how much do you want to bet that this concert is related to him being here in some way Mir?"

There was clicking of the camera taking pictures before Miriallia spoke, "I'm not taking that bet, I wouldn't doubt they're related. Come on, we need to get these pictures ready Tolle."

Miriallia and Tolle weaved through the crowd watching 'Lacus' perform, and once free, they began to hurry to the other side of the city. Yet, along the way to their destination, they crashed into someone and came to a halt. "Sorry," said Tolle automatically after bumping into whomever he and Miriallia had.

"Don't sweat it, but where might you be going in such a hurry Tolle," answered a voice.

Tolle and Miriallia looked up and saw Tyler McGregor in front of them, "What the, Tye," questioned Miriallia.

Tyler smiled, "That's my name among friends, don't ware it out. So, back to my question, where are the two of you going in such a hurry, and what are you doing around Diocuia to start with," he said.

Miriallia told Tyler their story, of being here as a recent battle between the Federation and the Alliance had taken place and this was the closest they could get right now. Then they had come across the concert that was being given by 'Lacus' that was drawing so much attention from those around here. After Miriallia finished up telling Tyler about what she and Tolle were doing around Diocuia, he put a hand to his chin, "Yes, I've heard the concert since coming off the ship I'm assigned to. But, you mind showing me the pictures you took, that might help get more of an overall look of things."

Miriallia brought up the images on the portable terminal that Tolle had that she had taken after slotting in the memory storage device. She showed Tyler the shots she got, which the first one that caught his eye was one of Athrun, "Can you zoom in on the collar of Athrun's uniform."

Tolle did as Tyler asked, and all three saw the white crest on the left wing of the collar, "What is that crest about," inquired Miriallia.

"That's the crest that members of ZAFT's FAITH, their best of the best, and that is odd that Athrun would be chosen for that," Tyler muttered.

"I don't know," Tolle said. "The way that you and Kira talk about him, I would think he would deserve to be one of the best ZAFT has."

Tyler sighed, "FAITH members aren't just skilled Tolle, they're given privileges that most are not. Membership in FAITH, that's more a symbol of trust that they will do what the chairman tell them. So, for Athrun being a part of FAITH, that says more things unsaid," Tyler replied.

Miriallia resumed going through the pictures, and the other picture that caught Tyler's attention, was those that had Gilbert Durandal. To see evidence that the Supreme Council's Chairman was here when times were so volatile, suggested things. "Say Miriallia, Tolle, could you do me a favor," asked Tyler.

Tolle put an arm around Tyler's shoulder, "Hey now, you should know that you only need to ask Tye," replied Tolle.

Miriallia nodded, "That's what friends do for one another," she added.

Tyler smiled, "Thanks you two. Could you get a message to Athrun? I think there needs to be a talk with him and some others, myself included. I can arrange one side and the place but getting in touch with Athrun and not be asked questions that would be better not answered to everyone who isn't involved. There is a set of ruins a short distance out of the city, that is the place, in two days. If you can get that across to Athrun and not to all of those around him, then I would be ever so grateful," Tyler iterated.

Tolle and Miriallia agreed to the request, and the three parted, Tyler making his way closer to where the concert was happening, the other two heading off in the opposite direction. When Tyler got in view of the performance, he could only stare at 'Lacus' sing and dance. This was the first view that Tyler had gotten of the stand-in Athrun had mentioned and he had to admit, she looked quite a lot like his friend and even sounded identical when singing. However, there were subtleties that screamed that the girl was a fake to who she said she was. For one, Lacus would not be as flamboyant as the girl was and this concert felt more like a ploy for drawing attention.

As the singing went on, Tyler wasn't the only one that wasn't focused on 'Lacus Clyne', Talia Gladys was looking around as well. And the sight of Gilbert Durandal caught her attention as him being here was odd with things as they were currently. Arthur Trine was next to Talia enjoying the concert, "Must say ma'am, it's a wonderful coincidence isn't it?"

"Yes, an interesting coincidence," she said flatly.

Lacus Clyne being here was as much a coincidence as Gilbert Durandal being here was, which was none at all in Talia's view. She may not know the reason, but she was sure that Gilbert was here for something to do with the Minerva. She left Arthur to watch the performance and walked over to where Gilbert was to get some answers. She didn't get answers from Gilbert, as he waved her questions off, but invited her to dinner. Rey joined up with Talia as they were guided to where 'dinner' would be held a hotel in Diocuia closest to the ZAFT base. There Gilbert was waiting for them, "So, are you surprised by what has been here in Diocuia upon your arrival," he posed.

Both Rey and Talia saluted, "Yes, quite the surprise sir," Talia replied.

Gilbert closed the distance between them, "You are looking well, word of your recent exploits has reached the homeland and myself. I know that I am well pleased with what you've done," Gilbert said.

Rey felt happy to hear Gilbert was pleased with the efforts that he and the others had made. He couldn't ignore the urge and moved forward and hugged Gilbert. After a few minutes, the three took seats at the table, Gilbert and Talia on the side with two chairs and Rey taking one of the five on the other side.

At the entrance of the hotel, both Heero and Heine watched as the car drove up and dropped off the four pilots of the Minerva. The pilots from the Minerva were wondering what reason they were called here for, and only Athrun had any inkling as there being a higher up that arranged this. Although, they were surprised to see there were two red uniformed personnel waiting for them and one was a member of FAITH. Yet, the pilots were guided by the two to the balcony where the table had been set up. Heine and Heero saluted, "Sir, we have brought the Minerva's pilots," Heine stated.

Durandal rose and approached the five pilots of the Minerva, "Ah Athrun, it's good to see you once again," Gilbert greeted.

Athrun shook the hand that Durandal offered him, then Durandal glanced at the other pilots, "I'm sorry, I don't know any of your names other than Miss Lakeen here," he said gesturing at Aila.

Aila bowed slightly, "I'm honored that you know my name sir," she greeted.

Lunamaria smiled and saluted, "My name is Lunamaria Hawke Chairman Durandal," she introduced herself.

Shinn then took his turn, "Shinn Asuka sir."

Durandal smiled a bit, "Ah, the pilot of the Impulse. I must admit, the recounting about the Impulse have been intriguing to listen to."

Shinn looked away from Chairman Durandal, "I've just been doing my best Mr. Chairman and I've gotten lucky," he admitted.

Durandal chuckled at Shinn's answer, "Quite modest and humble of you to see your actions that way. If only there were more like that in the world, then the current storm of conflicts might not even be happening as it is."

The Chairman gestured towards the table, "Please, take a seat," he said.

Everyone took seats at the table, the Minerva pilots on the side opposite of the Chairman and Captain Gladys, while Heine and Heero sat at the ends of the table. Tea was brought for everyone before the Durandal continued, "What you have accomplished both against the Alliance's Lohengrin Gate and their unfinished base forward of Suez are impressive. Then you fighting alongside the Federation on your way here was another feat in itself," he said. The Chairman paused, "If only it were so simple to fix the turmoil that has been spreading across the world."

Talia turned to Gilbert, "Does that mean there have been no new developments with the Earth Alliance," she asked.

Durandal thought for a moment, "In space, nothing has changed really. There are skirmishes here and there, but other than that there is no activity from the Alliance's Lunar base. As for what is happening on Earth, I'm mostly in the dark. I only know that the Alliance has been trying to acquire territory and has been having little success thus far. Relations between the Earth Alliance and the Human Federation have become some of the worst they have been. As things stand, the two are pretty much at war, but there was never an official declaration for it. What the reasons are for the Alliance to pick a fight with the Federation, I haven't the faintest idea."

Durandal sighed, "It leaves the question, what are we doing here? There are those who wish for freedom and to live in peace but are being oppressed," he stated.

"Has there been any progress made with a cease-fire," questioned Talia.

The Chairman shook his head, "No, the representatives from the Alliance aren't willing to accept a compromise to any demands they've made. It makes the war all the more saddening, as I know the majority wish for it not to continue. Yet unfortunately, with things as they currently are, there is little to nothing that can be done to change that, though it will not stop any from trying." The Chairman smile a bit, "But forgive me, the subject of war and ending it, should not be something that I bring up with soldiers like yourselves. You all understand what war can be like, having been on battlefields as you have. Ending war without fighting is much easier said than done and far simpler than starting a war."

Athrun knew the subject well, war was easy to start, but hard to stop and end, that was the lesson of the First Alliance-PLANT War. "You're right sir, but," Shinn started, but trailed off when everyone looking at him, "Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt."

"No, please go ahead, should you have something on your mind, then please go ahead. I value the comments and opinion of those who fight on the frontlines, so please, go on," Durandal remarked.

"Well Mr. Chairman sir, avoiding fighting is good when it can be done, but when others attack, we need to defend against them. If we don't stand up against such, then all we care about will be taken from us and lost. Innocent people that just want peaceful lives and not want to be involved in any of the fighting shouldn't be denied that," Shinn iterated.

Athrun couldn't argue with Shinn's view, but there was more to bringing it about than he said, many more factors. "As right as you are Shinn, there is more to such things. I was asked once, if a person kills for vengeance, then is killed because they are a killer, then how will peace ever be found or obtained." Athrun paused, and there was silence, "When I was first asked that, I couldn't come up with a good answer to it, and even now, I'm still at a loss. But, I'm still looking for the answer, that's why I'm here I suppose, back on the battlefield."

There was another period of silence, before Chairman Durandal spoke up, "Yes, that is essentially one of the real problems in current times." Durandal rose from the table and strode to the balcony, "Why do we keep fighting when there is no end in sight? Why don't wars ever disappear? Throughout history, the cries of the hatred for war and the pain it brings. What are some of your thoughts?"

Shinn was the one that spoke up first, "We sir, there has always been people that are selfish and foolish, who are low enough to do horrible things, even causing war, which only take away and nothing else. There are still those who think of nothing other than themselves such as Blue Cosmos or the Atlantic Federation."

Durandal nodded, "Yes, there are many like that, they want what others have, they hate, fear, and despise those that are different than them. People keep fighting for reasons like these even as those who have common sense and logic in themselves try to show different ways. And yet, there is a different side to war, a more hopeless and unforgiving side, more merciless." Durandal paused, "For example, you saw the mobile suit that Mr. Westenfluss," he said gesturing at Heine, "Is a new model rolled out days ago. It's at times such as what the world currently faces that new model after new model are invented and created. On battlefields, missiles are fired, mobile suits blow up and many things are destroyed, and why might one ask? What reasons could there be for such events and actions, what possibilities would make such necessity? Why would factories need to keep building and designing weapons like mobile suits when they could just as easily produce other things rather than weapons?"

Everyone was staring at Gilbert Durandal, some flabbergasted at the implications he was making. Still he continued, "The battlefield is flooded with new weaponry by all sides, so much so that the demands for supply is difficult for producers to keep up with."

"Chairman, what you're implying," Athrun began.

Durandal held up a hand, "Indeed Athrun, it's a scary idea to contemplate isn't it? Think of the cost of a single non-custom machine, if you think of it as a business, no other venture has such a high turnover, the profits gained would be enormous," he stated.

An air of unease came over all there, "That would be sick and twisted for someone to think like that," muttered Lunamaria.

"Sir, this is getting disturbing, my apologies if it seems insulting," Shinn said.

Durandal waved a hand in dismissal, "No, you're absolutely right, such a mentality is disturbing. But, it is what war has brought about and nourished in some, it warps people into a different way of thinking. To those, if something involves a profit, then it's on the table as a possibility."

Athrun swallowed, "You're talking about those who make money making weapons for whoever pays them," he posed.

Durandal nodded, "Precisely, when the war is over, there would be no need for weapons and their profits and income dry up. But then, what if there was another war, why then, profits would be guaranteed. Therefore, people with that mentality desire war, they wanted it more than anything else."

"That's sick," Exclaimed Shinn.

Athrun kept his mouth shut, but he knew of the type that Durandal was describing, those with their war cries of death to those who were different. Yet, what was nagging Athrun, was why did Gilbert Durandal bring this subject up now and with those present. Sure, it irritated him, but it was affecting the others in subtle ways, so why talk about this at all?

Durandal continued, "They're enemies, they're dangerous, we can't trust them, fight them they say, they attacked us, we can forgive nor forget, fight them. Throughout history, there have been those that urge others to make war, think of such as a business and a chance to make newer and better products, all for their own profit." The Chairman paused, "If we look in the shadows, I would not doubt we would find Logos behind it. After all, they created Blue Cosmos and create the weapons that most fight with."

Athrun could no longer stay silent, for he had heard of this platform, even if not by name until now, "Even if what you say is true sir, there have been some who have seen this Logos other than you yourself I would think," he said.

Durandal smile, "You refer to the Federation's Military. Yes, they and the Federation as a whole seemed to already be aware of Logos and have steered clear of them as if they were a plague. I only wish others saw Logos as the Federation does, for they are as a plague that wipes out those it comes in contact with. If possible, I intend to change all of that for the better however, this task will be the most daunting that humanity has ever faced."

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Athrun took to wandering around the city when evening came, as much to get time to think without others around him. Chairman Durandal had offered the pilots of the Minerva to say at the hotel he was at. Athrun had told the others to take him up on the offer and he would go back to the Minerva and take care of things, but Rey said he would do that. Then, Meer had come along and that had complicated things as well as made the situation awkward and embarrassing. So, Athrun managed to drop off Meer and then headed out for his stroll.

The subject matter that Chairman Durandal had brought up was weighing on Athrun's mind. He didn't disagree with most of it, it was more the implications that nagged at Athrun than what was said. This war going on wasn't getting nicer than the previous war, in fact it was getting just as bad and could get worse. That was not what bugged him, it was that Durandal shifted the blame onto an entity and made it vague. The nebulous way that the Chairman talked about Logos set off something in Athrun's mind that he couldn't pinpoint. He admitted that he was still trying to figure out why he was fighting, but still.

Shinn's view of selfish and/or foolish people being partly to blame for the current and previous war. But, there was more to the causes for war than that, and some of the reasons used were ridiculous. However, those that fought them, could also be warped into something as bad as what they fight, Patrick Zala proved that.

Nevertheless, as much as Athrun would like to believe that Gilbert Durandal was genuine in his wish of wanting peace, there had been something nagging in the back of his mind. The man used truth, but there were gaps and unsaid implications used among those truths. Durandal had said the hatred and despise those that are different was true, yet then he threw in 'the different side of war'. And where there were those that could see war as a business, the way that Gilbert Durandal had put it was strange. It was not the points about profits that had worried Athrun, for that had been disturbing as the Chairman had said, nor was it the 'warping of people', Athrun had seen that before. The mentalities that came after warping were the dark side of humanity, it was the exchange, for the good potential that humanity had, it also possessed evil as well.

It was more the timing that Durandal brought up the subject, it was like he was trying to scare certain individuals into agreeing or something along those lines. Then to mention the platform that had been causing issues by name, that had many implications. Granted, the Chairman had been correct that the Federation had steered clear of Logos and had been doing so almost from the beginning. However, it had been Gilbert Durandal's last line that had caught Athrun's attention the most. The wish to change was one thing, but it sounded like Durandal intended to try and change all of humanity and that if it happened had long-lasting and far-reaching effects.

Athrun was brought out of his thoughts when he felt a tap on his shoulder. When he turned, he found himself looking at two faces that he had gotten to know over the last two years. Miriallia Haw and Tolle Koenig had become the go between for Kira, Tyler and Athrun after they went their separate ways. "Hey there Athrun, hope I didn't scare you or anything," Tolle greeted.

Athrun gained a small smile, "No, just was deep in thought about somethings," he replied. "So, what has you two around here, the view is nice and everything, but I would assume there's more of a reason."

Miriallia nodded, "Originally, we were trying to get some pictures of the skirmish between the Federation and the Alliance," she began.

"We got some sweet shots, even some of Tyler and Kira doing amazing things," Tolle piped up.

Tolle shushed when Miriallia gave him a look, "We came here to start seeing whom would be interested in the shots we took. After all, it is the livelihood we have as freelance photographers, but then we found out there was a live concert and that the PLANT's current Chairman was here, and so we took a few more pictures," she continued.

Tolle then once again came in, "Then, when we were going to see who would want the shots we took, you'll never guess who we bumped into, quite literally in fact!"

Athrun still had a small smile, seeing some of the reasons why Kira had attracted Tolle to him and the two becoming friends. "Who," he asked.

"Why Tyler of course," Tolle answered.

Athrun nodded as after the battle in the Dardanelles Channel, it was possible for Tyler to end out around here. Miriallia mentioned that Tyler had asked to see the photos they took, and he had been interested in three but two of the three were of particular interest to him. The first had been of Athrun, but specifically the FAITH crest, Miriallia and Tolle even told Athrun what Tyler had said about it. Tyler though it odd that Athrun was made a member of ZAFT's FAITH, not because Athrun couldn't do what was required, but 'loyalty to the Chairman' and 'unsaid things'. Pictures of Meer had caught Tyler's attention, but not much more than seeing someone pretending to be some he knew.

The shot that Tyler had been the most interested in was a picture of Gilbert Durandal. Athrun understood what Tyler would wonder what the Chairman would be here, Athrun had himself and still did. It didn't fit and was clearly not random, which left the question of why Durandal came. The conversation turned to Miriallia say that Tyler had a request, which involved Athrun. Apparently, Tyler wanted a talk between him and 'others' along with Athrun, away from the city and potentially eavesdroppers. The place Tyler had in mind was a site of ruins that was a moderate distance from Diocuia, and the meeting was going to happen the day after tomorrow.

Tyler would arrange the other side that would participate in this meeting. But the reason that Tyler wasn't asking Athrun about this directly, was there could be questions that were better not answered to those not involved. Athrun agreed to the meeting and said he would be there, since he wanted to talk with Tyler and Kira.

Athrun returned to the hotel that the Chairman was at and invited to stay at for the night at the very least. He found out what room he would have, and found it to be good, it had been a long day, full of facts being shoved onto himself. So, Athrun went to bed instead of spending time studying data or just sitting thinking about things.

The next morning dawned, and for Athrun, it was nice to be able to sleep in a bit for it was rarer these days. Yet, Athrun didn't have long to take in the feeling as the fact he wasn't alone in his bed was made absolutely clear when there was a shift to Athrun's right. He glanced that direction, and found a person sized lump next to him, he could only stare at it for a moment. Then Athrun grabbed the covers to see who it was that had snuck into his room, for either they had made a mistake in the room or they were doing something they shouldn't.

When the covers were lifted off, the sight that met his eyes was not one he had thought he would see. There next to him was none other Meer Campbell, in of all things, a semi-transparent slip around her body, still revealing outfit. This was the first time that Athrun had woken up with a girl next to himself, and it wasn't like he thought it would be. Heck, if anything, Athrun imagined that if this situation came up, it would've been Cagalli that would be in that position with him. Yet, this was totally unexpected, and this went beyond actions that engaged couples do! The thought of this must be what Tyler had gone through with Sakura, ran through Athrun's mind.

Athrun backed up from Meer out of reflex, even if it was delayed a bit, and fell off the bed to the floor. He was trying to come up with an explanation of why Meer would be in his bed, but nothing came to him. And now that Athrun thought about it, it was the first time that he had the chance to really get a look at Meer. Yes, he knew that she was a female, but with what she was wearing and looking so defenseless, it was hard to not notice her hourglass figure. Athrun was a guy, and like most guys, it was hard not to stare a bit at a woman's figure. Yet, the question of what she was doing here in his room, came back to the forefront of Athrun's mind. When he had gone to sleep, there had been no one next to him, so Meer had to have come in after he was asleep. But, why she would come to his room, Athrun couldn't guess, it was going too far for an act. True, Meer had said something to the effect of being a fan of his when they had met, but this went beyond that.

Soft moaning drew Athrun's attention, and he focused back on his unexpected bed companion, to see that Meer sat up and was rubbing her eyes sleepily. Athrun finally found use of his voice, "Meer, what are you doing in my room?"

Meer blinked as she looked at Athrun, then she smiled before she moved and hugged Athrun, to which he stiffened. "Hmm… good morning Athrun," Meer mumbled as she held him in an embrace.

Athrun was wondering how things could be worse than they were right now. Maybe if Cagalli were to walk in on him right now and that, was something that he didn't want in any way, other than that, Athrun couldn't think of much that could match that much. A knock at his door, quickly had Athrun eating his thoughts and swallowing them, "Good morning Commander, are you up yet," came the voice of Lunamaria.

The knock and Lunamaria's voice, got Meer to release Athrun and look towards the door, then she got off of him and headed for the door. "I was thinking that maybe we could go to the dining room together if you're interested," Lunamaria was saying.

Athrun didn't think it would go well if anyone were to see Meer in his room like she was right now, especially not a member of the Minerva's crew, let alone a fellow pilot. "Yes, I'm awake Lunamaria, but if you could give me a few minutes to make myself presentable please. Go on without me and I'll catch up with you in a few minutes," Athrun answered.

"Okay, I'll see you shortly sir," Lunamaria said, before her footsteps echoed in the hallway.

Athrun let out a relieved exhale that Lunamaria didn't see him with Meer in his room wearing what she was. There would be rumors that would come from that which he didn't want at all! He turned back to face Meer, "What are you doing in my room Meer," Athrun asked.

Meer smiled, "I thought that we should be closer to each other, we are engaged after all, so I figured that sleeping in the same bed would be a start, is that wrong," she answered simply.

Those were words Athrun wanted to hear, but not from Meer, more from Cagalli, but she wouldn't say those yet, and perhaps not anytime in the near future. Athrun sighed, "Look Meer, first of all, we are not engaged. The engagement between Lacus Clyne and myself was dissolved whether it's officially admitted or not. Second, we barely even know one another, so sleeping in the same bed is something that shouldn't be done."

That talk and explanation between Athrun and Meer continued after returned from breakfast and Athrun was thankful that she was decently dressed when he got back. That had made the conversation a tad easier, but it was still not the nicest talk that Athrun had. It made him wonder how Tyler had done this with Sakura as well as feeling sorry for him too.

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Washington DC, Atlantic Federation

In Washington DC, the capital of the Atlantic Federation, Joseph Copeland was in his office, waiting for the call from Lord Djibril. Events had not been going well for the Earth Alliance, careening downhill would be more accurate ever since declaring war on the PLANTs and ZAFT. Copeland had some doubts before, now they had become serious concerns and just being told to not worry wouldn't be enough. He wasn't the only one having second thoughts, other leaders and advisors within the Politics of the Alliance and even within the Earth Forces, there was a growing number who wondered if the current direction was the best one.

Copeland was brought out of his thoughts as a beeping signal that there was an incoming call. Then, on the screen ahead of him appeared the face of Lord Djibril along with smaller pictures of other members of Logos. "President Copeland, your secretary said something about you wanting have a word when we had the time sir," Djibril greeted.

"Yes, that's right," Copeland started. "This war against the ZAFT isn't going the way that you sold it to me Djibril. If anything, then things have been going close to the opposite way that you claimed they would. I understand that things don't always go as they're envisioned, but this war is going beyond such a point."

Djibril's expression was schooled and controlled, "The war against ZAFT is moving along President Copeland. Granted, it could be going better, but war isn't always smooth, that is an unfortunate given," he responded.

Copeland had expected something like that being said as a way of things are going in the direction those influencing things intended. "And tell me, is fighting against the Federation and losing against them the majority of the time also a given? Or do you still think that events are nothing to be concerned with," Copeland posed flatly.

Djibril was working to keep himself appearing calm, "The conflict with the Federation is unavoidable sir. Attempts were made to settle things with them without it coming to fighting and violence, they refuse the efforts."

Copeland grunted, "So instead, you say that the Earth Alliance should fight both ZAFT and the Federation at the same time. Maybe you should go see the fighting in person Djibril, the closer view may give you some things to think about. This war at first seems like a way to move forward, yet all that's been happening is results that force all backwards. All your methods and 'suggestions' have brought Djibril is more problems than any have solved," he stated.

Djibril was thinking what he could say to turn this around, for it was sounding like the leader of the Atlantic Federation was having serious misgivings about working with Logos. Logos needed the Alliance for clients, since ZAFT was shying away and the Federation would still have nothing to do with them. But, one of his associates spoke up before he could, "You are quite right President Copeland. It has been a mistake ignoring the signs of extreme risk as we have and for that we wish to make amends."

"Truly President Copeland, you exemplify the qualities of a great leader, looking out for those you represent," said another Logos member.

"We will make the utmost effort to help in negotiation to help the conflict to ease and peace to come sir, rest assured," said a senior member.

Copeland hummed, "We shall see," he replied before ending the call.

The meeting left Copeland to think deeply about the relation he had with the members of Logos. The relation had seemed beneficial at first, but it was becoming less so as time went on. Ever since declaring war on the PLANTs and ZAFT things just felt doomed to failure, and problems popped up everywhere, far more than those that were solved. Logos didn't seem to have issues affecting them, if anything, then they had business booming for them, while others were paying for it.

Copeland dismissed the advisors that were in the room currently, trying to decide what was the best thing to do. Even after the assurances of some of the members of Logos, he wasn't convinced that things would work out nicely as they said that they would. And yet, with the actions of the Earth Alliance, there would be few that would have an interest in listening to the truth. Yet, there was a slim chance, but it would require complete transparency as well as not letting Logos know of the possible exchanges. Copeland sighed and then locked the room and requested a secure communication line before he took the first leap of faith.

The vid-screen on his desk came up with an image of a woman that Copeland had only spoken to a few times. "This is rather unexpected President Copeland," greeted Ellen Blass. "I would hope there is a reason for you calling other than an attempt to convince me to join your senseless fighting."

"No, this isn't about that Blass," Copeland replied. He paused, "I would like to talk and discuss some things, but the discussion can't take place over a com-line. You I would hope will at least give me a chance to talk, for things have come to a point that the current standing is not wanted."

Ellen noted that there was a difference from the Joseph Copeland that she had seen months ago and now. She folded her arms, "You have my attention Copeland, name the time and the place," she said.

Copeland knew that this meeting would be better were it not to be where others could listen in on, so the Atlantic Federation wouldn't do. That being said, the Republic worked out better for the talk to take place for several reasons.

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-Tyler's pov-

Ruins a distance from Diocuia

I had driven to a site where ruins stand, which was made up of columns and arches, what was left of what historians say was an old temple. The site was out of the way and wasn't visited this time of year much, which is why I thought it would be a good place to have a much-needed talk. I still had a radio jammer transmitter, just in case there should be someone trying to listen in on what doesn't concern them. Kira and Cagalli were very eager to talk with Athrun when I had contacted them, but Lacus had said that it would be better that she not attend. I could understand, there were people looking for her and unlikely good intentions in mind if the assassination attempt was anything to go by. When Miriallia called me and said that Athrun had agreed to meet with us, it had lifted a weight off my mind.

Once I got to the site, I made my way down to the standing columns, finding that I was the first of those who would be attending. I found a spot that would do for setting up the radio jammer transmitter which none would notice, as it was nestled in an alcove. The sun was close to starting to set when I caught sight of the Freedom flying towards the ruins. It came to land in a cave under the site, and around ten minutes later both Kira and Cagalli came up a set of steps that led up from below. I greeted them and guided them to a place to sit and wait for the others that were supposed to be attending this meeting.

The next to arrive were Miriallia and Tolle, they drove like I did, which left us only waiting for Athrun. Miriallia and Tolle began asking about what had happening in Orb, as all they had heard was that Cagalli had been taken from her wedding. Kira began retelling the event, during which Cagalli glared at me and I was snickering at the memory or such a wonderful party crashing. When Kira got to when Kira and I flew in, Tolle joined me in snickering at imagining the scene, especially after I added my viewpoint. I was fondly remembering the scared jerk Yuna quaking in his shoes and if the Shadow's audio sensors were working right, he had been squealing like a little girl for a bit too!

However, a sound caught my attention, which was that of thrusters of an aircraft. I turned the direction that the sound came from, and I had just enough time to see the red mobile suit from the battle in the Dardanelles Channel in its mobile armor mode before it went over us. And here I thought I was the one to make flashy entrances, but Athrun is out doing me today. The red machine came to be above before it shifted into being a mobile suit and came to land in an open area at the site. This was the first up-close view of the red mobile suit that apparently Athrun had been assigned to work with. The framework of the machine was similar to the stolen ZAFT suits that I've seen a few times. However, the backpack sections did look uncannily similar to the Aurora's own, which made me wonder about ZAFT development, for they don't have blueprints of my mobile suit.

The two hatches in the torso opened and out came Athrun, he descended via a zip-line to the ground. Athrun approached us at a walking pace, there were no signs that he had been followed out here, but I was prepared if that did come up. We weren't on bad terms by any means, it's just that we're on different sides of the current growing war. Although, I'm thankful our sides aren't fighting each other at the moment, can't say if that will last. I stepped forward and put out a hand, "Glad you could make it, a bit of a flashy entrance, but that's fine," I greeted.

Athrun grasped my hand, I pulled him into a short embrace. I had hardly let go, when Cagalli pretty much threw herself at Athrun, hugging him with vigor… and a kiss or two if I was seeing correctly. Perhaps something happened between Athrun and Cagalli that hasn't been told to the rest of us? Because they are certainly seemed closer than they were the last time that I saw them together. I mean, Cagalli had requested that Kira return Athrun's ring, which came as a surprise to me. I totally support the couple, even if I tease them a bit, I think that Athrun and Cagalli look good together, far better than her and Yuna Seiran. It took a bit for Athrun to calm Cagalli down, honestly, it was cute to watch.

Once Cagalli had reined in her feelings, the conversation began with me putting forth the 'ice-breaker', "I must say, the Minerva seems to be getting around a lot as of late, things that active or is it just that ship getting a heavy workload? I mean, the last I understand, it was heading for Carpentaria, yet to be around here puts it a long way from there."

Athrun shrugged, "Truthfully, I can't say which it is, the Minerva is definitely popular with the Earth Forces," he replied.

I smiled a bit, "Yes, the first ship of a class does seem doomed to be popular that way, the Normandy has gotten that a bit too," I said.

Our discussion began with the battle in the Dardanelles Channel and how ZAFT mobile suits had appeared during the latter half. "So, you were in the battle a few days ago, why did ZAFT come into it," asked Kira.

"Yes," Athrun replied, then he began to tell us about what circumstances had brought the Minerva to the Dardanelles Channel. According to Athrun, the Minerva had been south of Suez, dealing with Alliance forces in that area. The Alliance had been constructing a base close to the entrance to the shipping lanes that come from the south of the Alliance's Suez base. Apparently, they had been forcing the locals to do the job, which is one of the reasons the Earth Alliance is becoming disliked by any who have sense and logic. They use others through threats and holding hostages to do the work they want done.

After taking care of the base, the Minerva had been heading for the Alliance's Suez base, where they would be joined by other ZAFT forces to attack the base. Nonetheless, on the way there, the Minerva had received ordered to divert and head for Diocuia. Little explanation had been given as to the change in orders, which was a tad odd especially when it's a ship participating in an operation on a strong enemy base. That only said to me that Gilbert Durandal being here isn't a coincidence or a happenstance, but what I was having a hard time figuring out, was why. The Minerva had come against a snag when it came into view of the skirmish between the Federation and Alliance due to territorial dispute. The Minerva had joined in helping the Federation 'unofficially' to help the battle come to its conclusion quicker.

The meeting with Durandal, had started fine and ordinary, but it hadn't stayed that was for all that long. The fighting the Earth Alliance was doing was dumb, as they were taking on ZAFT officially, while going against the Federation under the guise of securing the world's safety. It's dumb and clearly an excuse for them to justify their actions, when there really isn't a justification other than the hatred of Coordinators and for some to make profits. Anyways, those who were being taken advantage of by the Alliance were crying for help from both the Federation and ZAFT. However, there were so many of them and the Alliance was doing their utmost to silence them before they got help.

There had been small talk, before the discussion shifted to a subject that honestly, is an odd one for several reasons. It was mentioning of the business element that can drive conflict and specifically, the naming of Logos that caught my attention. There will always be those that resist and fight against change, along with those that put forth effort to affect the changes to what they want. It's part of 'the balance of humanity' good and evil both exist, normally more good, but not always. Yet, Durandal's focus on Logos isn't exactly wrong, those who are a part of the platform pretty much are all about profits and see nothing wrong with 'stirring up trouble' if it promotes business. But, the view that mobile suits and other weapons created are only a means to destroy, is one I disagree with.

Machines and other 'weapons' are what one makes of them and what they are intended and used for. Nonetheless, it's that view which Logos has, that is the reason that the Federation has nothing to do with them period. The reason I believe that Logos and its member haven't been brought to task, was they were good at hiding who they were and weren't easy to find normally. However, I would think that if Durandal knows about Logos, then ZAFT would avoid them like the Federation does. If that were to happen, then Logos has only the Alliance as its client base and that wouldn't keep the profits going without conflict. That brings circumstances to where they are now, war between the three factions.

Still, the way Athrun described Durandal was presenting the subject, there has to be more to this. What it could be, I don't know, but I've learned that ignoring my intuition rarely ends well for me when I do that. Athrun summed up his part, "I can understand that what brought this war on might not have been avoided, but the Alliance has been making the chaos worse for everyone. If not for them, then things would be as bad as they are."

I was gazing at Athrun finishing up his narrative, kind of worried at the las line said, for there is more than just the actions of the Alliance's actions that brought things to what they were currently. Granted, the Earth Alliance weren't helping themselves or anyone else with what they've been doing, no denying that. But the recent escalation of the conflict was due to a number of things and not just by one side. Kira spoke up before I did, "Are you sure that the Earth Alliance is completely at fault," he posed.

Athrun was forced to pause at the question, yet he said nothing in answer. So, I spoke instead, "I don't think that either of us are saying that the Earth Forces haven't been playing a part in bringing around the current conflict. However, to say that they are the only ones that should be held responsible for what horrible things have been going on would be rather narrow minded I would say."

Athrun gained a somber expression, "Yes, I suppose you have a point… things have been stressful as of late," he said.

It was at this point, that I thought it would be best to employ the means that I had setup to make sure that this conversation doesn't get eavesdropped on. I used the remote that I had to activate the radio jammer transmitter, which would make any listening devices get only static. It might be seen as overkill and me being paranoid, but I just prepare for the worse-case scenario. With that done, I plastered a smile on my face, "I know the feeling of stress my friend, been coming to me more frequently due to recent events," I remarked.

Kira looked to me, "Yeah, I suppose that's right, how's your left thigh by the way," he asked.

The gunshot wound I had gotten while defending Lacus was healing, but I don't always get the time to take it easy to help injuries to heal up. I shrugged, "The gunshot wound doesn't smart or sting like it did for the first few days, still throbs a bit though," I replied.

Athrun gained a worried and shocked look, "Wait, gunshot wound?! When did that happen Tye and what were you doing that had you taking a bullet?"

Kira and I hesitated, as we hadn't told our friend about the assassination attempt on Lacus just yet. It wasn't something to be mentioned or discussed over an unsecured channel and even that I would question using. Kira found use of his voice first, "Athrun, the view of the current conflict being the fault of the Earth Alliance entirely, is it shared by those who live in the PLANTs?"

Athrun gave a blank look, "Why do you ask that, and what does it have to do with Tye getting shot at," he asked.

I exhaled, "More than you might think Athrun," I said. "And I would ask more does Chairman Durandal feel that the Alliance is completely to blame."

Athrun didn't answer right away, but after a minute he sighed, "Honestly, I can't say definitively for either. I got the impression that Durandal blames Logos more than anyone else, but he didn't make much of a distinction between them and the Alliance. However, you still haven't stated what any of this has to do with you taking a bullet Tye."

I frowned, "Athrun, what we're about to tell you will not be easy to believe or accept but understand that the said event and the implications that come with it simply point the way they do." I paused and took a breath, Athrun giving me his full attention, though it looked apprehensive. "A little over a week ago, an assassination attempt was made against Lacus," I stated simply.

Athrun's expression morphed into horror, "Is she alright? Why didn't you contact me to tell me about this earlier," he questioned.

"First, we didn't know where you were at the time, so contacting you was difficult," Kira replied.

I took over from Kira from there, "That, and those doing the said assassination attempt was done by a group that was or had been members of ZAFT special forces."

Athrun gaped a me, "Tye you can't be serious, this isn't something to joke about," he said firmly.

I kept the serious expression on my face, "I'm not joking, and I am being serious Athrun, the group that I ended out fending off were special forces level trained and the information that I came across before the event bore strong implications to ZAFT, specifically their black opts," I replied flatly.

"Tye, that's not possible, ZAFT has more reason to keep Lacus alive than kill her, so why would any from ZAFT try and assassinate her," Athrun posed.

I was thinking on how to explain this to Athrun, but Kira beat me to it, "Why don't you tell us about the 'Lacus Clyne' that's been appearing on the media lately, what's the story on her?"

I nodded, "Yes, I viewed a bit of the concert she was giving a few days ago. I will say that the girl is doing better than most I've seen with mimicking another. However, I could tell easily enough that she wasn't who she claimed to be and that she needs to study more to pull what she is off to fool those who know Lacus."

Athrun's gaze fell, "You mean Meer," he uttered.

I shrugged, "If that's her real name, then yes, we are referring to her," I said.

"All I know is that she's standing in for Lacus while other were searching for her, other than that, I don't really get why she's doing what she is," Athrun responded.

I was suspicious at this, a stand-in was one thing, but a 'replacement' is completely different and the difference between the two is time. A stand-in was to be temporary, and normally for a short period, a month or less being the average time for the idea, though it can last longer on rare occasion. But normally, anything beyond more than a month, makes me think that said individual was being used as a replacement, whether by their knowledge or not. "And do you know around how long this Meer has been standing in for Lacus Athrun," I posed.

Athrun took time to think, "It's been a few months at least, beyond that, I don't know for sure. The information that she was given, I'm led to believe that it came from the First Alliance-PLANT War as well as a bit before that. Mostly because she believed that Lacus and I are still engaged to be married, and so she acts… more flamboyant around me."

Both Kira and I looked at one another, then back to Athrun, "Flamboyant you say, what do you mean," asked Kira.

"Yeah, start explaining yourself man," I added, agreeing with Kira. "Then you can spill the goods later on giving Cagalli here," I said, jabbing a finger at Cagalli, "a ring. If the explanation is good enough about this 'flamboyant behavior', and Kira and I will let you get into the story with Cagalli another time."

Athrun was starting to blush a bit, "Well first, I haven't been enjoying any of the behavior, nor have been asking for it."

I nodded, "Yeah, but my intuition tells me that you didn't refuse as much as you could, taking into account your good manners and everything," I shot back.

Athrun looked away from me, nor was he meeting Cagalli's gaze, not that I blame him. "Meer, when she's around me, tends to cling to me and does flirt, though that is thankfully not much in public often," he iterated, but then the volume of his voice dropped an amount. "Then yesterday, I found that she slipped into my bed without asking or me knowing it."

"She did WHAT," Cagalli demanded in a shout, along with going up to Athrun and grabbing the black jacket he was wearing.

Kira moved forward and tried to calm Cagalli down, while I just broke down laughing at her reaction. When Kira managed to pull Cagalli off of Athrun, I walked over to him, "So, how does it feel to wake up in a bed with someone else that you didn't go to sleep with my friend," I inquired.

Athrun looked at the ground, "It wasn't nice at all, contrary to popular belief," he answered.

I patted his shoulder, "Athrun, I know precisely what you mean, feel the same way when Sakura does that to me." I paused and then leaned up and spoke in Athrun's ear, "I'll ask this in the hope that I can help sway Cagalli from asking, but what was the girl wearing when you found she snuck into your bed?"

Oh, did Athrun's blush get more pronounced when I asked that question, which was a telling answer. My friend didn't say anything, but I understood, "I take that to mean that she was wearing something that would give a rather compromise impression to others. Again my friend, I feel for you, I would bet you haven't forgotten what Sakura was sporting when you stayed at my place years ago," I whispered.

Athrun nodded, "Yeah, I thought I was going to have a heart attack when I saw her in my bed in, as it happens, something that was more revealing than what Sakura had in the instance your referring to."

That had my mouth fall open, before I schooled my expression, "How revealing are we talking man? Should I be worried about his girl doing things that she shouldn't? I say what I said before, Cagalli may be a bit rough in some areas, but she's a very good match for you Athrun. That kind of thing doesn't come along often, you don't let such pass you by dear friend," I urged.

Athrun shook his head, "No, I was just caught off-guard, especially when Meer invaded my personal space. It could have been worse, I almost had a comrade walk in just as Meer was waking up. Thankfully, I managed to get said comrade to go on ahead of me and not see what I was dealing with."

I was shocked and kind of worried about the reply, for it said this Meer was bold and unashamed to assert herself. Granted, it doesn't sound like it's to the extent that Sakura shows, but that can still be risky to be around. I glanced over at Cagalli and saw that Kira was still occupying her attention, then turned back to Athrun. "Your secret is safe with me Athrun, Cagalli won't hear about it from me, I promise you that, and you can give the story about Cagalli and your ring later," I assured.

"Thanks Tye, it's appreciated," Athrun commented.

I turned back towards Cagalli, "Hey Cagalli, give Athrun some credit and trust. You should know by now that he wouldn't be so unfaithful or flippant, so relax, because I doubt Athrun is seeing anyone else for a serious relationship," I said.

Cagalli twisted to face me, and seemed to be about to chastise, but Athrun moved forward and embraced her, which served to calm her down. After a few minutes, the conversation went back to where it had been before being sidetracked. Kira and I gave a general summary of what happened during the event that was the assassination attempt against Lacus. It was clear that Athrun didn't like what he heard, and I can't blame him in that. However, actions done from the background isn't new, such happened during the First Alliance-PLANT War. Athrun didn't agree with some of the stuff that Kira and I told him was likely implied.

Yet, evidence strongly said that there was someone or a group around the PLANTs that had made and attempt to kill Lacus. They had to have access to ZAFT R&D for the mobile suits that were used, for the model was only starting to be mass produced and was only available to ZAFT. Then there was the stand-in Lacus Clyne, or rather I'm think this Meer is being setup as a replacement with the length of time that's gone by. She was influencing the masses, to what end, I couldn't accurately say at the moment.

Athrun was hesitant, "I'm not saying that you two are wrong, but do either of you honestly think that someone from the PLANTs, perhaps even Chairman Durandal had something to do with the attempt to kill Lacus."

Kira looked away, where I did not, "Look Athrun, neither Kira or I are saying that Chairman Durandal ordered the hit on Lacus. I'm not saying he's completely innocent, nor am I saying that he had nothing to do with it, there isn't enough information to say either way right now," I said. I decided to change the subject, to try and help things along, "So Athrun, don't take this the wrong way, but what is your impression of being made a member of FAITH? For I think it does play a part in this, even if it doesn't seem like it," I stated.

Athrun frowned at the question, "I've been questioning being made a member of FAITH as well, for it was out of the blue and hasn't made a great deal of sense. The freedom to act as I see fit is one thing, but I feel that such is being put on my shoulders with expectations that I don't see or know about," he answered.

It appeared that Athrun was in conflict about things right now, but I don't know why. "Athrun, what's wrong man? You're clearly having issues about things, and though war isn't pretty, what's troubling you isn't about that, is it," I asked.

Athrun shook his head, "No, you're not wrong. Sadly, the fighting makes more sense than the reasons that are used for the war itself as well as the claims as to what should be done to stop the war. But, I don't think that should mean that the war has to continue," he said.

Kira and I agreed with Athrun, and we parted ways after saying something to the effect of, 'watch your back and be careful who you trust and what you say'. It is hard to have those you know on a different side than yourself. Athrun being on the side of ZAFT makes being there for him and helping him if the need arose more complicated. Even having friends on the same side can make situations more difficult.

Athrun got back in the mobile suit that he came in, before he took-off and then flew off in the direction he had come from. Kira and Cagalli left in the Freedom shortly after Athrun flew off, leaving Miriallia, Tolle and me. Tolle and Miriallia said they needed to get to work with their photos and so they also headed out. I took the time to retrieve the radio jammer that I had setup and headed to the vehicle that I had driven here. I packed the device and got in the car and began heading back towards Diocuia.

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-Neutral pov-

Lunamaria was uncomfortable with the assignment she had been given by Captain Gladys that she was doing right now. She was to follow the Saviour to wherever it was going and try listening in to the conversation that Athrun was having with whoever he was. What reason there was to listen in on Athrun talking to others while off-duty, Lunamaria couldn't guess. The assignment itself felt kind of wrong in a way to spy on Athrun. However, as the captain had stated that Shinn, Aila and Rey were going to have a different job to do, that left Lunamaria to do this.

So, Lunamaria was driving down the road which led west out of Diocuia as the signal of the Saviour had headed in that direction. The trip lasted for hours, and ended out at a set of ruins, where the Saviour had landed. Lunamaria parked the car a distance away from the site, fetched the listening equipment she had. She then climbed quickly up to a cliff that overlooked the site and ruins.

Down below, there were six people there, Athrun of course. There was the guy, Tyler McGregor as well as of all people, Cagalli Yula Athha. What the Princess of Orb was doing here, Lunamaria hadn't any idea. The last she had heard, Miss Athha was supposed to be getting married to a guy that it had been arranged with beforehand. Yet, during the ceremony, she had been kidnapped by some in mobile suits. There were rumors about the incident, but what had actually happened beyond a few facts, Orb wasn't saying. The other three people below, Lunamaria hadn't seen any of them before and so, didn't know who they were.

Athrun greeted two of the individuals as one would friends, while Lunamaria readied the listening device that she had. Once it was ready, Lunamaria pointed the receiver towards the group and then concentrated on what was being received, though she was still watching as well.

So, when Miss Athha threw herself at Athrun and even kissed him, that took Luna by surprise. It was odd because she was supposed to have been married and it wasn't to Athrun as far as Luna knew. Then, Athrun himself, was supposed to be engaged to Lacus Clyne, so what was going on? The other people seemed taken somewhat off-guard at the public displays of affection, yet not as much as Luna though. Things calmed down after a bit and the conversation began, "I must say, the Minerva seems to be getting around a lot as of late, things that active or is it just that ship getting a heavy workload? I mean, the last I understand, it was heading for Carpentaria, yet to be around here puts it a long way from there," said the voice of Mr. McGregor.

That was an interesting view of what had befallen the Minerva, and not entirely wrong, for the Minerva had been busy and gone many places. But, Luna was more curious how Mr. McGregor knew about what the Minerva had been doing, for some of the tasks should not be publicly known. Athrun appeared to shrug in response, "Truthfully, I can't say which it is, the Minerva is definitely popular with the Earth Forces," he replied.

"Yes, the first ship of a class does seem doomed to be popular that way, the Normandy has gotten that a bit too," McGregor replied.

The way they talked openly to one another, implied that Athrun knew Tyler McGregor as more than just a simple friend. It also serves to make Luna realize that she knew little about Athrun personally, and more just what was commonly known about him. "So, you were in the battle a few days ago, why did ZAFT come into it," asked the guy with brown hair, wearing the black jacket and pants.

"Yes, the Minerva had just gone against the Earth Forces a distance south of their Suez Base," Athrun started. "They had been building an advance base for Suez from what evidence was there. After that, the Minerva was supposed to join up with other ZAFT forces that were going to attack Suez. However, along the way, we received orders to change our course for Diocuia, though there wasn't much of a reason given as to why as I understand it."

That made Luna recall how odd that change had been, no one really said anything about why it was happening back at the time. Even the captain seemed to be out of the loop as to why the Minerva was being taken away from the operation against Suez. Then to find that the idol Lacus Clyne had been performing there suggested that there was something more going on.

Athrun kept going, "Then the Minerva came upon the fight between the Federation and the Alliance in the Dardanelles Channel. We were still under the orders to reach Diocuia, so it came down to choosing between getting into the battle ourselves or going around it. In the end, as you probably can guess, it was decided to get involved and help the Federation military unofficially."

The fight had been different than Luna had thought it would be. True, she had been against going into the battle when the 'vote' was being taken, but that wasn't the point. She had heard the stories and the rumors about the Federation's military and how they fought differently than either ZAFT or the Earth Forces, like most pilots do. However, seeing the idea in person, was a completely different experience and Luna got a glimpse as to possibly why the Federation was seen as the strongest of the three factions. Their team work was fluid on every single level, whether in small teams or overall as a whole fighting force, it worked the same. That was something that neither ZAFT or the Earth Forces had been able to achieve to the same level.

"At Diocuia, seeing the performance was unexpected, and felt kind of like of a type of indoctrination, it was weird. Then to find out that the Chairman was there as well, it made me wonder what was going on, for the two points couldn't have been an accident," Athrun iterated.

Luna didn't disagree that Lacus Clyne and Chairman Durandal being in the same place at the same time felt odd, but it could be a coincidence. Also Athrun, when she asked him didn't seem to know any more about Miss Clyne being there. The two were supposed to be engaged to be married in the future. Granted, they were both busy these days, but with them engaged, one would think that they would keep in contact. Still, Athrun had waved off the questions she had asked, Luna had attributed it to stress, but now she wondered if it wasn't something else.

"When the sun was setting, myself and the other pilots on the Minerva other than one who wasn't with us were called to a meeting," Athrun was saying. Luna focused on listening, making sure that the receiver was pointed where she would get the best reception. "It started fine, but it didn't stay that way for ever long. It was when-"

Suddenly the transmission crackled and then became static and Luna had to take off the headset. Luna quickly began checking over her equipment to make sure it was all working and she found it was. So then, the question was what was happening for the transmission to cut out like it was? Luna scanned the area below but saw nothing that stood out as a possible cause to the problems in her listening. The timing of when the transmission cutting out couldn't have been a coincidence, it was right when the conversation was coming to an important subject. It became clear to Luna that the listening equipment was not going to help her anymore. She instead, looked down, watching the group and trying to figure out what they were saying.

All that Luna could say, was the conversation looked to have a serious and heavy feel to it. Athrun looked to be describing something, to which the others appeared to either worried or kind of suspicious. Then Athrun said something that brought on silence and it was an uncomfortable silence, Luna could feel that even where she was. Then the brown-haired guy spoke up, and whatever he said caused Athrun to hesitate. McGregor spoke up, what he said, Luna couldn't hear, but it got Athrun to become somber. The gloom that had come was lifted by Mr. McGregor saying something to Athrun, followed by the brown-haired guy speaking up after him.

Those two said a few lines to each other, and something that was said caught Athrun's attention and got him to speak loud enough for Luna to hear him. "Wait, gunshot wound?! When did that happen Tye and what were you doing that had you taking a bullet?"

Luna focused hard at hearing what would be said, for 'gunshot wound' made no sense with what she had heard thus far. However, what was said by the guy Luna didn't know, was said too softly for Luna to hear. Athrun appeared confused by what had been said, before Mr. McGregor added to the conversation, which only seemed to baffle Athrun more. That was followed by assumedly an explanation, but it was still too soft for Luna to catch. Athrun said things here and there during the explanation, but not a great deal, then something was said that got Athrun to show disbelief about the subject.

Mr. McGregor spoke and whatever he said, Luna observed that it didn't help Athrun's disbelief, though Athrun seemed to believe whatever was being referred to as truth. Yet, then there was a shift in the conversation and judging by Athrun's gaze going to the ground, it was not a subject he wanted to talk about. Athrun said some things, to which the others had differing reactions in response. Then Athrun said something that caused silence to hold for a bit, it was broken by Mr. McGregor and the brown-haired guy appearing to ask questions. Whatever was said, made Athrun… blush! Luna stared for a moment to make sure she was seeing things correctly, for she had never seen Athrun Zala blush. It did make him fairly cute, Luna had to admit that, and she had thought Athrun was handsome, but as he was engaged, she didn't have a chance.

Athrun was attempting to explain about whatever the conversation had turned to, but the two he had been talking to kept questioning him. Nonetheless, Athrun said something, which got Miss Athha's attention and caused her to shout, which Luna heard clearly, "She did WHAT?!" At the same time, the girl went up to Athrun and grabbed his black jacket he was wearing and pulled him to her.

That mystified Luna, Miss Athha was mad about something, but what it was, Luna couldn't guess. The brown-haired guy moved forward and began pulling Athrun and Miss Athha apart, the two then began arguing. While they argued, Mr. McGregor and Athrun seemed to be whispering to one another. Whatever they were talking about, it was embarrassing to Athrun and was becoming more so as the whispering went on. When the talk was done, Mr. McGregor looked towards Miss Athha, "Hey Cagalli, give Athrun some credit and trust. You should know by now that he wouldn't be so unfaithful or flippant, so relax, because I doubt Athrun is seeing anyone else for a serious relationship," he said loud enough for Luna to catch.

That one line made so little sense to Luna, but maybe, it had something to do with when she had gone yesterday to see if Athrun wanted to go to breakfast and he had seemed flustered. The talk continued and changed subjects again by what Luna could tell. Athrun was hesitant about the subject matter whatever it was. The responses that Athrun got, didn't comfort or dismiss what was bothering him. The more that Luna saw, the more she wished she could hear what was being said. But, the few tries that she made to use the listening equipment, there was still only static. That said perhaps something was interfering with the receiver, what, Luna didn't have a clue.

After a while, the talk ended, and Athrun boarded the Saviour and took-off, flying back towards the Minerva. Luna packed up and started heading back towards the car, when there was a sound caught her attention. She turned as saw the X10A Freedom flying away in a different direction than the Saviour had. Luna hurried along back to the car she drove here in and started the journey back towards Diocuia. However, along the way, the car had trouble and Luna was forced to stop. Things just seemed to be going badly for Luna on this assignment, first the listening equipment, now the car wasn't working correctly, and she was stranded in the middle of nowhere.

Luna was trying to think of what to do, the assignment she was on was supposed to be kept quiet. So, explaining why she was out here would be harder and something she didn't look forward to. Luna was weighing her options, when a tap came at the door window, which scared her. Upon looking to the window, Luna saw Mr. McGregor standing outside the car, making motions for Luna to roll down her window. She did so, "Evening Miss, didn't think I would see you again, definitely not out here. So," he posed, "Having car troubles I would assume?"

Luna nodded, "Yes, today had been one of those days that things haven't been going right," she admitted.

"Yes," replied Mr. McGregor, "Everyone has days like that. Well, as uh, you're in such straits, perhaps I can help you out by giving you a ride to Diocuia, I'm going that way myself anyways."

Luna hesitated for a moment, but then decided to take Mr. McGregor up on his offer for a ride, hoping that it wouldn't be like the last one he had given her. She agreed, and then grabbed her pack before walking to the car that had pulled up behind hers. Luna got in the passenger's seat and made sure that her seatbelt was on tight, then looked to Mr. McGregor. "Please don't drive like you did the last time," Luna pled.

Tyler looked of at Luna and gave a small smile, "Not to worry, this is a rental, and I only do drifting and what goes with it driving my own car," he returned.

The trip back to Diocuia was quiet, the only question Tyler asked was where Luna wanted to be dropped off at. So, after getting back to Diocuia, it was dark, but Tyler drove onto the ZAFT base and to the dock that the Minerva was in. Luna thanked Tyler for the ride, which had been much tamer compared to what she had experienced the last time.

Tyler watched Lunamaria head for the causeway to the Minerva, surer now that the teen had been attempting to listen in on the conversation that had been happening. Why she had been sent to do so, Tyler couldn't say at the moment. He drove back to where the Normandy was docked on the other side of Diocuia and returned the car. Back on the Normandy, Tyler returned the radio jammer to Chief, who he had borrowed it from. Nothing had changed or come up while Tyler had been out to meet with his friends, though Tyler hadn't expected anything to happen.

Tyler went to his quarters and went to bed as it had been a long last few days and he hadn't gotten a great deal of sleep. He had been sleeping for hours, when a beeping began, bringing him out of the slumber that he had been enjoying. Tyler glanced over at the com-station and the clock besides it, seeing that it was three in the morning. He rolled over to face the com-station, irritable at being woken up in the middle of the night. Tyler connected the call that was waiting for him, finding that the call was from Kira. Tyler sighed, "Not to say that I don't like and appreciate you calling Kira to talk or chat, but it's the middle of the night. So, what are you calling about now that can't wait till morning," he asked.

Kira gave Tyler an apologetic smile, "Sorry Tye, I know it's early, and I was for waiting until morning to get in touch about this, but everyone else was insistent about talking with out as soon as possible," Kira replied.

Tyler blinked and stared at Kira, "You'll have to forgive my grumbling and irritability it's early and I was sleeping decently for a change. So, you care to define whom you refer to when you say everyone else Kira," he inquired.

"Well," Kira started, but then Andrew Waltfeld appeared on the screen, along with Aisha, Lacus and Murrue, "this is pretty much everyone."

"See that Kira managed to contact you, that's good," Waltfeld said.

Tyler rubbed his eyes and yawned, "Would someone please tell me why I've been woken up at this hour? If there's a reason then that's fine, but if this is someone's idea of a joke, then I'll hang up and go back to sleep right now without further discussion. So, get on with it, I don't care who does the explaining," Tyler grumbled.

Lacus spoke up, "Tye, I was thinking that it would be better if I go up into space and do what I can to help there. However, ways of getting to space are being watched heavily and I think in better that I not be noticed going to space."

Tyler leaned his head on a hand, "And what brought this on Lacus," he asked.

"With everything that's going on, we need to know what's going on around the PLANTs as well as on Earth and the media isn't reliable really anymore. So, I believe I could do more in space than I am doing down here on Earth, the sooner that this conflict ends, the less lives that will be lost," she justified.

Kira frowned, clearly not keen on letting Lacus go up to space, Tyler merely shrugged, "Sure, if that floats your boat Lacus. However, I still have yet to hear what this decision has to do with me and my sleep was interrupted, so do get to the part that has to do with me," he said flatly.

"As Miss Clyne said, the means that one gets up to space are being watched by both the Earth Alliance and ZAFT. Were she to use one, they would very likely notice and be after us rather quickly, which would make things more difficult in the long run," Waltfeld said, taking up the narrative. "As you've shown yourself an expert at coming up with crazy plans, it was hoped that you could do so for us in this."

"Normally, I have more information to work with when I come up with plans," Tyler said tiredly.

Then ensued a discussion of what could be done to help Lacus to get up to space and not be noticed by ZAFT or the Alliance. Kira didn't say much, nor did Tyler, as he was trying to stay awake and attempt to come up with something. He even got onto the Information Network to see if anything would stand out as a possibility to work with. As the discussion went on, no progress seemed to be made, that was until Tyler spoke again, "Yo all, if you could hush up for a bit, I'm cooking up something that fits the bill you have handed me." Everyone else went quiet after Tyler spoke and Tyler continued, "I happened to see that one Miss "Clyne' completes her 'comfort tour' as her current series of concerts is being called, which comes to its end today and so, she heads back to space tomorrow. She'll need a place to get a shuttle launched, and the Chronos mass driver would be the most likely. That sounds like an opportunity to get Lacus up into space without a lot of problems."

Tyler explained what he was cooking up, about how Lacus could pose as the idol that was ironically using her name and take the shuttle in her place. Lacus would have to do some acting as her stand-in was more open and flirtation in public. Tyler would pull the strings to have things ready a tad earlier so that Lacus could use the shuttle. Kira still was apprehensive of Lacus going into space, and really of Lacus leaving and separating for a while. But, in the end, the plan that Tyler suggested in order to get Lacus into space. This only left the current day for Lacus and Kira to say their farewells to one another before the separation began for an unknown period of time.

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-Tyler's pov-

The Normandy headed out from Diocuia later that same morning, and the Archangel met up with them, traveling under them as they both headed towards Rome. The reason that was stated for Rome being that 'Lacus Clyne' would have far less problems taking off from there, due to the security already in place, which would bring less hassle for all involved. I had even called ahead and found out that I had been exactly right on my assumption of the stand-in Lacus choosing to utilize Chronos to get back up into space. I had also 'made arrangements' for the shuttle the girl was supposed to be taking a little after midday tomorrow, to be ready a bit earlier. Then, I put myself in the position of being Miss Clyne's escort to the launching facilities to make sure that Lacus got where she needed to go and have less inspections done to her.

As a secondary measure just to setup things for the best-case scenario, I even swallowed my pride and called Sakura. The woman that is my stalker, was for "some strange coincidence" around Rome as she put it. I didn't call her out on that, but laid out the situation with her baby sister was in. Sakura instantly agreed to help in the efforts to get Lacus into space, more so after I offered to take her out to lunch as motivation. Why might I've gone to Sakura for help, because no one can scare ZAFT personnel as efficiently spitless as Sakura can by a large margin! The woman's reputation still precedes her with ZAFT, even with her retired, all still seem to be afraid of her to some degree.

We arrived at Rome in the early afternoon of that same day I came up with the plan, the Archangel didn't dock for long, just enough time for Lacus, Aisha and Andrew Waltfeld to disembark from the ship. The Archangel then left the dock at Rome and dove under the water, while the three stayed on the Normandy for the time that remained before the shuttle launch. Sakura found her way onto my ship just before evening set in, how she knew where it was docked, I haven't the faintest idea. Once all involved were present, the finer details were discussed on how to successfully get Lacus into space and have her safe for a time.

The main point in this was that Lacus would have to act differently than she normally would and in a way that was somewhat embarrassing for her. Lacus is not flirtatious, nor flamboyant by nature as her 'stand-in' has shown herself to be. That kind of behavior I would assume is reserved for Kira, not that my friend would notice a great deal of it due to his naivete. So, I told Sakura to give Lacus some lessons/coaching in the idea, and Waltfeld was all for that after seeing how Sakura was around me which surprised him. Also, Sakura said she arranged for a group to be waiting for Lacus up in space to take her to wherever she would see the need to go. Sakura and I also had a 'agreement' of how we would pass off things when we met back up.

The night came on, the Normandy's guests were given accommodations, Sakura chose of course, to sleep in my quarters, but I tolerated it for Lacus's sake. The next morning came and the needed preparation were finished, which had me in my more formal uniform. The dress Lacus wore was a bit on the more skin revealing side and I could see the subtle signs that Lacus didn't like the outfit that Waltfeld and Aisha obtained for her. Sakura was left to go where she would help the best, since she was to delay ZAFT personnel that would be bringing and guarding the stand-in.

Meanwhile, I drove Lacus, Aisha and Waltfeld, who had a wig on to look like the apparent manager that Miss Meer had. It was just about noon when we arrived at the spaceport that Chronos has and it was as busy as the other occasions that I've been here. Granted, when the car I was driving came to a stop and I opened the rear door, an amount of attention shifted to us. That attention increased when Lacus came out of the car, and people started to press forward towards us. Thankfully, those in charge of security here stepped in and began crowd control. There were shouts and requests for autographs for Lacus which she did some, keeping up the image that the stand-in had made.

It took us about fifteen minutes to reach the spaceport interior, where things began to go smoother. The shuttle was ready to go, everything was in order as it could be, it was just a matter of getting Lacus onto the shuttle and not having the stand-in show up before the launch. At the boarding gate, I bid farewell to Lacus and wished her a safe trip, much more formal that I would normally, but got to keep up appearances in this. After watching Lacus boarding the shuttle, I made my way out of the spaceport to meet up with Sakura.

It didn't take me long to find Sakura, the feeling of cold fear in the air along with the crowd of people in ZAFT uniforms was a dead giveaway. And I couldn't help the smirk that came to my face at seeing that Sakura was as I had hoped, delaying the stand-in and those with her wonderfully! In fact, as I drew closer, I heard the stuttering of the ZAFT personnel at Sakura's questions of what they were doing and why.

I schooled my expression and got into my part of the act Sakura and I were putting on, "Hello everyone, what's going on here," I posed seriously.

A man, whose hair made me believe that he would be the manager of the stand-in as it looked like what Waltfeld had. He stepped forward, appearing relieved at seeing me, a Federation officer coming up to them, "Thank goodness, this woman came up and has been delaying us sir," he said to me.

"Is that so," I replied, plastering a stern expression on my face. I closed the distance between Sakura and me, "Ma'am it would seem that you're bothering this group, so I'm going to have to ask you to come with me and leave them alone."

The ZAFT personnel flinched and were looking at me like I was completely nuts and had lost any common sense I had. Sakura gave me an icy glare, I didn't back down, since I knew she was acting, as she would normally act much different than this. Sakura held the glare for long enough to be extremely convincing and credit her well-earned reputation, before she huffed, gave a final glare to the ZAFT personnel before getting behind me. I bowed to the man that had spoken and the stand-in Lacus next to him, "I apologize about the trouble sir, we in the Federation do try to keep the peace as efficiently as possible," I said.

The stand-in waved a hand in dismissal, "No, thank you very much for your help good sir," she said.

It's still a tad uncanny how close her voice matches Lacus's, I smiled, "My pleasure Miss," I left open the sentence to have her give her name even though I knew it already, part of the act and everything.

"My name is Lacus Clyne sir," she answered.

The faulting of my expression was done so well, even my mother would have a hard time knowing it was fake. "I'm sorry, did you say Miss Clyne," I asked in a worried tone.

Her manager nodded, "Yes, why do you ask sir," he posed.

My worried expression morphed into a look of bafflement, "Well um, it was my understanding that Miss Clyne had already arrived at the spaceport and boarded the shuttle prepared for her." The sound of a shuttle racing down one of the runways here at Rome's spaceport was heard and I glanced in that direction. "In fact uh, I think that would be the shuttle taking off now," I said in a mystified voice.

The manager took a few steps forward, "But, Lacus Clyne is right here, so who boarded that shuttle," he demanded.

I shrugged, "I can't say that I know sir. I caught a glimpse of them, and after seeing you, I have to admit that they did look very much like you two." I bowed again, "I am terribly sorry about this clear mix up, to help in this, I will personally see to it that another shuttle is readied for you as soon as possible."

The process of getting a shuttle for the group wasn't hard, I'd done most of the work beforehand. The arranging I had done, had been worth it, and I unexpectedly had the help of Lanus Trays, who was on Earth at the moment. I didn't ask the man why he was on Earth, and with Sakura asking the favor, he had said to do what we saw fit. That was akin to permission to do whatever we wanted without worrying about policies and procedures… with good judgement of course.

So, when all was said and done, I met back up with Sakura, who was waiting outside the spaceport. "Your acting was superb Sakura, you had the ZAFT personnel seriously quaking in their shoes, it was amusing to see," I remarked.

Sakura in response to my comment, hugged one of my arms, "Aw, how nice of you to say so, those sniveling fools need to get some backbone if you ask me, but that's not new," She replied. She started forward, dragging me with her, "Now, as for lunch, I spotted a nice-looking place that we could go, so let's be off!"

I hope that Sakura won't abuse my offer to treat her to lunch, to satisfy her interests in me!

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-Neutral pov-

The Archangel

Word reached the ship that Lacus had launched safely into space, and that news did relieve some of the stress that had been collecting for the crew. Lacus was putting herself at risk and in danger by going up to space, since both the Alliance and ZAFT were searching for her. Kira was trying to put on a good face, but he was worrying about Lacus and what could happen to her. His mind was taken off of that for a period of time when he got a call from Miriallia, say that she, along with Tolle and even Sai wished to help out with the current situation. In fact, she said that she and the others were on their way to the Archangel, being brought by a pilot that was being assigned to the Archangel for the time being. Kira informed Murrue about what Miriallia had told him, and she said that she had also received a message to that effect.

It was in the early evening that three mobile suits were taken onboard the Archangel, two ended out leaving shortly afterwards though. Kira went down to the hanger to greet those that had come onboard. When he reached the hanger, Kira found Miriallia and Tolle, but also their friend Sai Argyle, who they hadn't seen much of after the First Alliance-PLANT War. The friends greeted one another warmly, as the mobile suit that was staying on the Archangel was locked into a dock.

The mobile suit looked to be a modified Excel Fighter, for it had two thruster packs, one behind each shoulder attached to the large wings. Its armaments were made up of a high-energy beam rifle, weapons built into its barrier shield, along with the vulcans in the head. Then, on both thruster packs' outside, there were a pair of beam cannons. The customize mobile suit was unexpected, but it was only outdone slightly by its pilot that came out.

The man's appearance wasn't the odd point about him, for he looked 'normal' enough. He was slightly taller than Mu La Flaga had been, but not by much. He had shoulder length brown hair, which was a tad unkempt and messy. His eyes were blue and had facial features that were fairly common with those from the Euros Coalition. He looked to be in his early to mid-thirties, but what stuck out, was the air about him, for it was like some leaders have, but also somehow very easy going.

"I must say, this be one of the nicer hangers I've been in, aye it is, much better than the ones I used to be around years ago," remarked Cormag his accent clear and different for those hearing it.

For those in the hanger, this was the first time that any of them had heard a person with an 'Irish' accent. Supposedly, it came from the islands in the northwestern area of the Euros Coalition, but it wasn't as common as it once was. Cormag seemed to take notice that most if not all in the hanger were staring at him, "What be you lads and lasses starin at," he asked.

No one said anything in reply, so Kira smiled a bit, "I think we're just being thrown off by your accent sir," he answered, to which others nodded slowly.

Cormag made his way down to the deck, "You tellin me that you've never met or heard an Irish speak to you laddie," Cormag questioned, sounding a bit shocked.

Kira shook his head and Cormag sighed, "I know that those with the accent are rare now-a-days, but still, hurts to have to accept the fact." Cormag then inclined his head towards Kira, "The name's Cormag Swift, and before you ask, me accent's completely natural, and I'm proud of it. It's one of the prides of me family, we've been able to keep the Irish accent, they really are quite somethin and is one of the few surviving ones from before the Reconstruction War. Plus, I have to admit, you would be amazed and amused at some of the reactions I've gotten lad, tis really been funny."

The crew of the Archangel didn't know what to make of Cormag Swift at first, he was different than any other pilot, sort of like Tyler, but not in the same way. It was nice to have those who had been with them during a major portion of the First Alliance-PLANT War back and helping at the very least. Murrue had the man come to her quarters to talk with him, so that she could get a feel on him. When Cormag entered, he bowed to Murrue, "Tis a pleasure ma'am, never been under a female captain before, first officers yes, but not captains. Me name is Cormag Swift, hopin that we can get along," he greeted.

Murrue smiled, "Yes, it's nice to meet you as well Mr. Swift," she said.

Cormag shook his head, "No need to be so formal, I've never been that fond of bein called Mister, it doesn't fit me. The title tends to make me think someone's referrin to me father, and though I respect the man, may he rest in peace, I don't think I'm all that old yet," he iterated.

Murrue felt kind of refreshed somehow with the accent that Cormag Swift had, she ended out nodding, "Very well Cormag, forgive me if it sounds odd, but none of us on this ship were expecting to have a pilot assigned to her. So, there will be less of a welcome," she replied.

"Oh no worries ma'am," Cormag returned, "In fact, I kind of prefer it that way, with a record like mine, many try rolling out the red carpet if you know what I mean. The idea can get rather tiresome, I can tell you, specially when I worked for the OMNI Enforcer organization. Then, after you're around for a time, they blame you when things don't go the way they want, it was such a horrible atmosphere back then, and I doubt it's improved since."

Murrue was surprised to hear that Cormag Swift had worked for the Earth Alliance at one time. Yes, the same could be said of her, but still, "You were with the Alliance before?"

"Aye, I was, for close to two years of the First Alliance-PLANT war. But I got fed up with taken orders that didn't make sense and the commanding officers were getting dumber as the war kept goin," Cormag answered. "I was a mobile armor pilot, said to be one of the best accordin to others, but I don't entirely agree. Though it's true me pilotin style was quite unique, and that did tend to catch ZAFT pilots off-guard more often than not."

One of the best mobile armor pilots?! Murrue couldn't recall an armor pilot by the name of Cormag Swift, perhaps he had known Mu and Mu had known him? "I see, did you know the 'Hawk of Endymion," Murrue asked.

"You mean La Flaga, sure I knew him. He had talent and learned quick, one of the better ones I helped train to pilot a mobile armor. I was even the one that recommended that he try a Moebius Zero Armor when others just laughed and said that La Flaga wouldn't be able to do it. But I was right, aye the lad proved me right better than any ever had. Tis a shame really that he went down during the assault on Jachin Due, La Flaga was truly a rare man," Cormag answered.

Murrue gaped at Cormag Swift now, for if what he said was correct, then there was only one pilot he could be. Mu had told her about the one who had taught him how to pilot a Moebius Zero armor and how he had respected him. if this was the same person, the he had to be the pilot known as the "Silver Eagle" the best pilot the Earth Forces had during the first war and arguably still the best the Alliance had ever had. Heck, the Silver Eagle had even taken on the Black Zephyr and their match had ending out in a draw and no one else could claim that. Even after vanishing, stories of the Silver Eagle were told to help morale during hard times and now apparently, that pilot was assigned to the Archangel.

Cormag kept going, "La Flaga was somethin else, like me, he could take on mobile suits in an armor and be about equal a good amount of the time. The only other one I've met like him was a lad by the name of McGregor, and he's in a different league when he goes all out."

At hearing McGregor, Murrue came out of her thoughts, "Wait, when you say McGregor, are you referring to Tyler McGregor," she inquired.

"Indeed I am, the lads skilled, no denyin that, certainly gave me a serious workout, more than the Black Zephyr did by the end. It was really due to the lad's inexperience that gave me an opportunity to win in a match against him," Cormag iterated.

Murrue smile softly, "I can't argue that he is talented, doesn't seem to matter what he was piloting."

"What makes you say that," Cormag posed.

Murrue kept smiling at the memory of the mock battle that had shown that Tyler was a skilled pilot. "He got roped into a mock battle by Mu years ago, flying a mobile armor, and he ended out win against a mobile suit without being hit once."

Cormag laughed, "Is that right? Nice to know that McGregor didn't let the lessons I gave him go to waste."

-Line Break-

Shira, the Republic

A little over a week went by since the short conversation Ellen had with of all people, the president of the Atlantic Federation, Joseph Copeland. When the call came from the man, Ellen expected she would have to listen to a rant of why the Alliance was doing the right thing in their war against the PLANTs and ZAFT and that the Federation should get onboard. However, Ellen had been surprised when Copeland had asked for a talk in person and inferred that he was having a change of heart with the war. It may be nothing, but with this new war was still picking up momentum, Ellen would mind a chance at possible ending the conflict sooner and less lives lost.

President Copeland had said that the conversation would be better done in the Republic, possibly meaning that there were those in the leadership of the Alliance that had differing opinions than what the media was saying. As this meeting was to be kept confidential, Ellen had made arrangements to make sure that Joseph Copeland's visit here not be known to the media or anyone that didn't need to know.

So, when Copeland arrived in the Republic, he was discreetly escorted to the minister's residence, with no one noticing. Ellen greeted the current leader of the Atlantic Federation kindly enough and had him take a seat in her office. When Ellen took the chair behind her desk, she gazed at Joseph Copeland, "As I said before, what you said caught my attention, what is it that you wish to discuss?"

Copeland shifted uncomfortable, "I admit, looking back now, that declaring war on the PLANTs was a hasty decision and I'm not trying to justify it right now." The man paused, then continued, "Ellen, how much do you know about the business platform known as Logos?"

Ellen frowned at the question, "An amount, enough to know it is best to not have anything to do with them, why do you ask," she posed.

Copeland didn't answer right away, appearing to be having internal conflict, but after a few minutes he spoke. "It was them that came up with the plan to send nuclear weapons at the PLANTs, even before the allotted time had passed." Copeland rubbed his temples, "Events have only been getting worse from there and I'm being reduced to a figurehead only. That wouldn't be as bad if not that lives are being lost, and at heart, I still think that innocent bystanders shouldn't have to pay the price of war."

Ellen was processing what the man said, it made sense that Logo would be involved with the attempted nuclear strike against the PLANTs. But, it sounded like members of Logos were calling the shot from the background for the Alliance's side of the war. "How much of Logos's influence determines the actions of the Alliance currently," asked Ellen evenly.

Copeland thought for a moment, "I can't say exactly, but enough that they are directing much of what the Alliance does, including the fighting against the Federation's military."

"So then Joseph, what is it you want from me," Ellen questioned.

Copeland exhaled, "Honestly, I don't know if anything can be done at this point. Nevertheless," he said reaching into the briefcase he brought and took out collection of papers, "in these documents, you will find the names of the members of Logos and where a majority of them can be found on a regular basis. Also, the names of the members of Blue Cosmos that essentially are at the beacon and call of Logos. A list of their activities are also within the documents, I would think you can get these to those that can use them to remove those causing this mess."

Ellen was stunned, if the collection of papers contained what Joseph Copeland said they did, then this could change the flow of the war. But the question was, why would Copeland give these to her, there had to be more to this. "What is it that you get out of this Joseph? If these documents contain was you say they do, then this would be akin to you betraying those that fun the Earth Alliance's efforts against Coordinators. So why, what has changed for you to consider this," asked Ellen quite curious what could have changed.

Joseph Copeland frowned angrily, "I've not really been a fan of Logos, but there has normally been enough that agreed with their mentality that they normally get their way. And if pieces Junius Seven hadn't fallen to Earth, then perhaps this war would still have come, I don't know." Copeland took a breath, "I know that there are members of Logos that are horrible individuals and can't be truthfully called human beings. However, that doesn't mean that those caught up in their webs of lies are the same as them. I know… I know that the Federation's military is defending and protecting their citizen and I don't… fault them for it."

Copeland stopped, clearly having difficulty continuing, then the realization came to Ellen, why Joseph Copeland was so angry. "You knew someone that was kill because of the ongoing conflict between the Earth Forces and the Federation military," she said.

Copeland's head fell, "I… I thought that if they were to go one of the Federation's member nations, that the chances of them being affected by this war, that they wouldn't die. I know that telling the only family that I still have to that, was foolish but," the man trailed off.

Ellen gazed sadly at Joseph Copeland, "So, you have learned the truth of what war is all about by losing those you care about. We now have something in common Joseph, you now understand as I, that war does not bring good results, it ruins and destroys. The real question you should be asking yourself, how far are you willing to go to stop this war from causing the same pain to others? Is your reputation worth keeping or are you willing to use the position you currently hold to make as many changes for the better that you can before others attempt to forcefully remove you?"

Joseph Copeland looked at Ellen, "As I said, I'm more a figurehead right now," he grumbled.

"No, you are the president of the Atlantic Federation regardless of what any other says until your term is up, or you are removed from the office," Ellen said firmly. "You have executive powers within the Alliance, use them! If what Logos does is wrong to you, then block them in every way you can."

Phase End

A/n

I leave the story off at this point for the next Phase to pick up at. Now the change that I mentioned before, in Phase 34. It's when Tyler was fighting off the team trying to assassinate Lacus, the second wound he received was changed from a graze to having a bullet pass cleanly through his left thigh. I thought it would feel better with the flow of the story especially within this Phase. Next, the interactions between Copeland and Logos and then later Ellen, is the start of parting from canon. Lastly, there is an event I'm building towards with the separation of Lacus and Kira, which will be fairly clear when it comes, but that's all I'll say for the idea. As always, I would ask some to take the time to write a review and tell me what you think, ask questions, whatever you like. And thanks to those who do so before now, it is appreciated, peace out until the next Phase!

Just A Crazy-Man

I'm glad you liked the last Phase.

Titanic X

So, as this Phase has revealed, Copeland is having more than just doubts, he has reasons to go against Logos. And over the next two or three Phases, I will cover how the Alliance has been continuing the "Enhanced Human Project".

KakeruPB

Glad you liked the last Chapter. I think that Lacus's Kimono does fit her as well, Kira is lucky, not that he knows it yet, his naivete and everything. As for the Freedom not being seen in a bad light, it's that way for now. (Spoiler Alert) However, the Freedom will still get destroyed later on, I won't say how or why at this point as there is more to the story coming. And yes, Tyler did use SEED mode at the end of the battle, it's the way he can own on the battlefield and is still one of the reasons he's among the top ranked pilots as Cormag implies.