Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Fate's End ❯ 1~End of War~1 ( Chapter 1 )

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Fate's End

Chapter 1

~AC 195 Just After The War Ended on PeaceMillion~
Duo's Point of View

I sat there in my empty room staring blankly into the depths of space from PeaceMillion. It was one of the first times in my life I just wanted to be alone and think.
It really is amazing what a war can do. But what is even more amazing is when its over. Most of my life I've been trained to think and act like a machine, for no other purpose then to destroy the enemy. Now I have no enemy. (Except, maybe, Wufei who is still a little peeved at me for that sandwich of his I ate this morning.) One of the few things I was never taught during training was what to do when the war was over. What do I do now that I don't have to worry about going off on an insane suicide mission or worrying if I'm going to be live to see tomorrow?
It surprised me when I realized that I was free. Free! I never thought about fighting as captivity but now that I'm on the other side of the bars it's totally different. I was free to do as I pleased when I pleased. But now that I had freedom I had no idea what to do with it.
Suddenly I realized that I was not alone in my room. I turned to face the person who had entered my room without permission. I wasn't surprised to see Heero Yuy leaning against the wall, arms crossed. My train of though crashed and my overly energetic personality took over as I put on the biggest grin my face could hold.
"Hey Heero, buddy. What's up!"
Heero made sure to give me a mini-death-glare (which at this point had no effect on me) for the 'buddy' comment.
"There is a meeting down stairs," said Heero before exiting the room.
I decided to grace the probably boring meeting with my enthusiastic self. I stood up and walked down a few corridors and a flight of stairs before finally stopping in front of two big oak doors. This room was usually used as a strategy room and was normally heavily guarded. I could hear voices on the other side and decided to go in before I missed anything important.
I push open one of the heavy doors and came to face a long conference table presently filled with people.
"Ah Duo Maxwell. So you finally decided to grace us with your presence I see," came Noin's rather annoyed voice. I noticed that now everyone in the room had stopped talking and was staring at me. I just smiled at them all.
"Yes, Ma'am! I see you all survived without me here for a few seconds but now you all can stop worrying because I am here."
"Maxwell?"
"Yes Wu-Man?"
"Sit down before you hurt yourself," said Wufei in such a serious tone that I wasn't sure if he was joking or not.
"I glad to see that you care so much about my health, Wu-Man," I said as I took an empty set between Hilde and Quatre, who I noticed had a bandage around his waist and was sitting as far from Dorothy as he could get.
"Hey, Q-Man. Still up for our fencing rematch this afternoon?"
"That's not even funny," said Quatre. Even though Quatre didn't find it funny I looked as people around the table tried to cover their faces.
"Are you done yet Mr. Maxwell?" said Noin when she got her laughter under control.
"Yes Ma'am," I said in a military fashion as I soluted her.
"Well let me start this meeting then. I've called you all here to say Congratulations! Thanks to every one of you the war has been won! I wanted to personally say it has been a pleasure working beside each of you. I hope that all of you can now go and live peaceful lives. You can stay on PeaceMillion as long as you wish. That was all I really had to but I have to go now and catch a flight to earth. I hope to see all of you again some day." Noin finished in tears then slipped out of the room leaving everyone in silence.

Two Weeks Later

Almost every one was gone by then except me, Quatre, Howard, Hilde and a few technicians that ran PeaceMillion. A week ago Quatre and I sent the Gundams (except Wufei's) to the sun so that there wouldn't be any remains for someone to rebuild.
Now I was starting to really think about what I wanted to do with my life. It was sort-of ironic. People always spend their childhood thinking about what it is they want to be, but not me. I always figured I would die before I was old enough to worry about getting a job. Now that reality came crashing down on me. I needed a job to support myself, but what was I good at?
I looked up as Hilde walked into the room. She took a seat on the couch across from me.
"So you ever going to leave this piece of metal?" she asked.
"I don't know?" I sighed, "I'm not really good at anything but fighting, which aren't very good job skills."
Hilde gave me a smile at the comment.
"You know that Quatre left today?"
"He did? Were did he go?"
"He said that he was going to restart his dad's business." I just sighed again, "You know I just remembered a few days ago that when my dad died he left me his salvaging business on L2. I was thinking of restarting it. Especially now that the war is over and there are all of those parts floating around in space it would be a growing business and make a lot of money. I have a really good business sense and I'm good at paperwork but the problem is I don't know very much about mobilesuits even though I flew them."
I was starting to get her point then.
"I was thinking...well...maybe you could move to L2 with me and we could become partners in the business. I mean you know a lot about mobliesuits and parts. You'd be perfect for the job. What do you think? You could even stay in the house my dad left me."
At that moment I felt like jumping for joy and hugging Hilde till she turned blue. So I did!
When Hilde finally managed to escape my bear hug, she sat back down on the couch.
"I guess you like that idea," she said as she tried to catch her breath.
"Thank you so much Hilde! You have no idea have much this means to me!"

So that was that and I moved in with Hilde on L2 a week later. And that's how it all started. Fate must have been shining on me that day because I don't know what would have happened to me if I hadn't known Hilde.