Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ In the Name of Gundam and Love ❯ Chapter One ( Prologue )

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***For all my friends who have read this story before, I repeat, I am not Anastasia. Thanks!

Once upon a time, a long time ago, there lived a prince named Quatre Raberba Winner and a princess named Anastasia Le Barbaraq. Even though their first meeting was during their toddler years, from that first meeting, a special bond formed between them. Although at the time they did not know it, that special bond was love. Many things occurred that threatened to destroy that love, but their love won out in the end and so begins our story.

Chapter 1

Quatre's father ruled over Persia and some other insignificant countries. The Le Barbaraq monarchy ruled over a country that was once a French protectorate and was relatively close to Persia. Quatre and Anastasia met by what one would call fate.

The day that Quatre met Anastasia, they were both five years old at the time. Anastasia was traveling with her parents to the Winner kingdom to discuss an alliance of their military forces to protect each other's kingdom.

Upon entering the castle, Anastasia ran out into the garden where Quatre happened to be playing. Alarmed that she might cause some trouble, her parents ran after her. When they reached the garden, to their surprise, Quatre and Anastasia were playing with the butterflies.

"They make a cute pair, don't they?" asked a voice from behind. The black haired blue-eyed couple turned around and came face to face with Quatre's father.

"Oh your majesty, I'm terribly sorry" started Anastasia's mother.

"Let them play and let us talk" responded Quatre's father with a smile. "Come, let me give you a tour and allow us to become acquainted with each other."

Quatre's father was a tall blond haired blue-eyed man who couldn't harm a fly. He, just as Anastasia's parents, was a strong believer in pacifism. His reason for wanting to form and alliance was the growing oppression of countries by the Oz military force.

Master Winner knew that Oz did not like the fact that Persia was a pacifist country and that other pacifist countries looked to Persia as a guide as to how to rule. He knew that Oz would do anything to crush Persia and its beliefs with the effect of the remaining pacifist countries surrender. So he felt that by forming an alliance with the second most powerful pacifist country then they could evade Oz's grasp.

The grand palace of Persia was huge. Every room was furnished with a touch of gold. Gold lamps, bedposts, showers, the works. But the most spectacular place of all was the ballroom. There were five grand crystal chandeliers with portraits of former Winner kings. On the ceiling was a motif of flowers and people frolicking. All painted atop a gold plaiting. On the outside of the palace were several flower gardens and an area where butterflies rested and played.

Anastasia's parents were amazed and although they tried to hide it, it didn't work. Quatre's father smiled.

"Come, let us go to the library. I'd like to tell you more about myself and my family." They traveled to the library, which was grander and finer than the library in Alexandria, Egypt.

"I was born in Persia in the year 165 A.C. I was pretty much your spoiled brat, being the prince and heir to all of this," he said laughing as he gestured to all the things around him. "When I was older, I traveled to outer space to see the colonies that were just being finished built. My favorite colony was L4. Can you guess why?"

"A girl!" exclaimed Anastasia's father with an evil grin. Anastasia's mother then hit her husband in the ribs with her elbow. "Owww! What did you do that for?"

Master Winner chuckled and proceeded with his story. "Yes, her name was Michelle Bini. I met her in town at the local bookstore. She showed so much compassion that I fell I love with her right away. She felt the same way about me. I asked her to marry me, and she said yes. There was one obstacle in the way of our happiness. Our fathers. My father, as well as hers, felt that we not of each other's class. I said to hell with them and we eloped in January. In early October, my only son, child and heir was born. Within the following months, both my father and Michelle's father died of natural causes. We were both devastated. As a result of my father's death, I became king."

"Michelle was upset by her father's death, for he had been her primary caregiver since her mother had died. She had no siblings and they lived in a small shack, thus causing them to become close. Michelle and I started to drift apart because of my obligations to the throne and Persia. A year later, she left. We are still legally married. Quatre has no recollection of his mother and quite frankly, I'm glad."

"Why?" asked Anastasia's mother.

"Well, if he did remember her then he would miss her. Well, enough about me, what about the two of you?"

"Oh, it was the usual arranged marriage. But we were in love since high school. Our little Anastasia has brought magic to our life" said Anastasia's father with a grin. Suddenly, his grin disappeared and his tone turned serious. "Now, I feel that we have business to discuss."

"That's right. I feel we should join forces to prevent Oz from taking over our countries and destroying the peoples' hopes for pacifism. If we have mobile suits guarding the borders to your country and mine, there is no way in hell that Oz can break through. If they should succeed in penetrating our front line then we will fight back with all that we have."

"Well, I agree and it's settled then. We will have mobile suits defending our frontline."

"It looks like we're off to a beautiful friendship!" cried Anastasia's mother.

With that they shook hands and went outside to check on Quatre and Anastasia. They found the two outside playing with butterflies and holding hands.

"Oh, isn't that darling! They're so cute together" cried Anastasia's mother.

"Yes they are, replied Quatre's father with a thoughtful expression on his face.

From that day on, Quatre and Anastasia became close as well as their parents. Alas, with the good, there must be some bad. As the years advanced, so did Oz. They steadily advanced towards the Le Barbaraq monarchy and Persia. Master Winner having seen this, proposed an idea to the Le Barbaraq's.

"I feel that Quatre and Anastasia should be betrothed. That way, God forbid, if anything should happen to you or I, we would be able to rest easily knowing that our children are safe."

"Why that is a crazy yet ingenious plan!" cried Madam Le Barbaraq.

"Well, I suppose it is a good idea and I agree to it with one clause. If the children should want to marry someone else, they'll be free to" stated Anastasia's father.

"Yes of course. Then it is agreed. We shall not mention any of this to anyone."

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Meanwhile, the children were outside in the garden playing with the butterflies.

"Quatre, am I your girlfriend?" asked a seven-year-old Anastasia.

"No girls are icky! I don't have any girlfriends!" vehemently cried Quatre.

"Oh well, then I'll go away and leave" said a crestfallen Anastasia.

"No, don't go! You're my best friend, stay."

"I am? Cool! You're my best friend too!"

"Really! Well, mention any of this to anyone and I'll clobber you."

"He he he he. Okay." They then continued to chase the butterflies. Little did they know that their world was about to be turned upside down.

Just as the agreement was being made, a servant came running towards the parents. "Your majesties Le Barbaraq, Oz has invaded your kingdom!"

"Damn Oz! Get Anastasia, we must leave immediately!" With the utterance of these words, Anastasia's mother ran to get her daughter.

"I'll have my jet take you to your palace" said Master Winner.

"Thank you" replied Monsieur Le Barbaraq. With those words, they rushed out of the castle.

Quatre, unaware of what was happening saw his playmate being ripped from him. "Where are you going?" asked Quatre with tears in his eyes.

"I don't know!" wailed Anastasia. "But I'll be back! Please don't forget me!" she cried before she was no longer in sight.

Quatre cried and cried. As he was shedding his tears, the le Barbaraq kingdom was collapsing. Oz had infiltrated the country and deviously plotted against it to bring it down.

As the Le Barbaraq family was heading towards their palace, an Oz mobile suit shot at their car and hit the driver. The car swerved and hit a tree. Monsieur and Madame Le Barbaraq were killed instantly. Anastasia was devastated. She crawled out the car and ran for help. She ran and ran. She ran through her hunger and pain, but eventually she collapsed. When she awoke, she was in the arms of a friendly old man.

"Where am I?" she cried. Suddenly her memories came flooding back to her. "My mom and dad are dead!"

"Now, now, dear. You're fine now. I don't suppose I can ask your name?"

"My name is Anastasia Le Barbaraq and my parents are dead!"

"Hmmm" mumbled the old man as he thought to himself. "The sole heir of the Le Barbaraq monarchy. Oz will want to kill her." He then turned to Anastasia and said "I'm afraid I can't do anything for your parents, reason being is that if Oz knows that your alive, they'll want to kill you. I hope you understand?"

"Yes, I do" she replied angrily. She then thought to herself "as long as I live, I will try my best to avenge my parent's death, destroy Oz and uphold pacifism. I will return to you one day Quatre!"

At the same time, the winner family found out about the death of Anastasia's parents. Master Winner sent out his troops to find Anastasia, but the search returned fruitless. Quatre was devastated. Although he was only seven, he felt as though he had lost a part of him.

"Father, will Ana come back?" asked Quatre.

"I don't know my son" replied his father.

Deep inside his heart, he vowed that he would find Anastasia and destroy her parents' murderers.