Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Quintessence ❯ The Unexpected Threat ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Sweet_Destiny 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 06.15.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 339 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 06.15.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 339 | Status: Completed
Quintessence
Disclaimer: The usual thing… I don't own Gundam Wing or any of the characters.
Summary: Relena and Heero are both captured by a new threat to Earth's peace. Relena must choose between maintaining her precious ideals or protect the only person she loves. She then discovers that she possesses an unknown power that may save everything she holds dear.
Chapter 1 - The Unexpected Threat
**
"Thank you all for coming. We will discuss further on this issue." Relena concluded as the delegates from the colonies gradually stood and thanked her for her time. She motioned her arm towards the door and each person shook hands with her politely and departed the conference room. Shortly later, the maturing twenty year old found herself alone in the room that was once dispersed with heated arguments and conflicts.
She took her time packing everything together as she eyed the room one more time before heading back to her mansion. With the important documents safely tucked in her briefcase, she went outside in search for Pagan, her loyal family butler.
"Ah Miss Relena. Nice to see you out so early." Pagan commented once he saw her walking down the large flight of pure marble stairs.
"Pagan, it's 8 pm. My instincts tell me that normal people think otherwise." Relena chuckled tiredly. "Just like any other day huh Pagan?"
Pagan opened the limo passenger seat for Relena and responded, "Of course Miss Relena. Let's get you home."
While the vehicle sped into the main road, her cell phone rang and she answered it tiredly. She didn't feel like talking to anybody at that present time. "Hello, Vice Foreign Minister here."
"Hey beautiful. How are ya?" the altruistic voice said.
Without a doubt, Relena knew whom the voice belonged to. There wasn't any other voice like it in the world. "Duo…. Nice to hear from you. I'm fine thank you. And you?"
"Well Preventers is in a heap of trouble right now. Apparently, there's a new OZ organization that Lady Une picked up. We would appreciate it if you came down here as soon as possible. Sorry for the bad news by the way. I knew you were dreading with anticipation just to get home for that shower." Duo replied eagerly.
She sighed and rubbed her fingers at her temples. "How did you guess?" she chuckled. "Duo I'll be there in half an hour." ~Click~ "Pagan, we'll be taking a detour, to Preventers Headquarters."
Pagan looked from the rear view mirror to make eye contact and nodded with understanding. "Sure thing Miss Relena."
(At Preventers)
The iron barred security doors shuffled aside as Relena marched to the perimeters of the entrance. A security camera shot its lenses to the visitor and a robotic recording rang through the speaker, "Welcome Darlian, Relena. They are waiting for you in the main board of directors."
At every corner of the vicinity stood two guards with guns properly located in their belt, ready for use if need be. 'Is all this security really necessary?' she thought as she gave uncomfortable glances whenever she turned a corner. "Relena, we know how much you hate guns but that sort of protection is indispensable here." Greeted Lady Une as she directed her into the room.
The entire room was a high tech phenomenon, filled with computerized gadgets and wide screen television sets eyed on artificial satellites in space. Every which way she turned there were important conversations taking place between officers and leaders. In the center was an oak conference table, encircled with ten seats, already four filled from the former Gundam Pilots. Quatre and Trowa stood gracefully to welcome Relena at the left end of the table. The braided 'God of Death' greeted Relena with open arms and pulled a seat out for her, then plopped down to the seat right next to her. Wufei observed the entire exchange of welcomes and small talk, excluding himself, remaining silent, and holding his ground on the opposite end of the table.
By quickly glancing around the room, Relena noticed that someone was missing…. She decided not to say anything, for it wasn't her place. She hasn't seen or heard from him in over three years. It seemed that the issue was more urgent and so she forced herself to focus by putting on her diplomatic visage.
"Relena, like I mentioned over the phone, we have a new threat over our heads." Duo began.
"Through the years of peace, we have been naïve and reluctant to believe that a new organization would shadow that of the OZ organization." Quatre commented while directing his entire focus on Relena. She nods at him, acknowledging his words.
"What group might this be?" Relena asked in wonder.
"They are known as the OZ Faction, presumed to have been created by Jerome Dermael, the son of Duke Dermael. Surely you remember him." Trowa replied calmly. "Within these years, he has been gathering men for the ultimate plan. We were able to detect a few of these recruiting bases but …."
"But what?" Relena interrupted with apprehension and concern. She did not want another war at her hands. Too many have died… too many…
"There were some hidden that even the Preventers couldn't expose. They are still building their army, with new technology and supplies. From previous estimations, their numbers are replicating in an exceeding rate. We must be careful." Wufei added.
"And what is the ultimate plan?" Relena questioned.
"We don't know that yet." Duo exclaimed. "There's something else Relena. It's about Heero."
'Please don't mention that name.' Relena thought bitterly. She couldn't think about that right now. She couldn't! Relena did miss him and she worried about him night and day but not now…. Relena couldn't face Duo or the other pilots. Once that name was filtered into the air, the golden lining of the oak furniture seemed so much more interesting to her as she hung her face down.
"Relena…" Duo said, trying to catch her undivided attention.
She looked up reluctantly at him, but refused to dispel a sound.
"Relena, he's missing."
TBC…
Alrighty guys, that's the first chapter. PLEASE Review and tell me what you think.
One more thing, how in the heck do you spell Dermael?! I dunno… if you do, tell me… ahh I'm such a neat freak… I need to get all the spelling down right.
Disclaimer: The usual thing… I don't own Gundam Wing or any of the characters.
Summary: Relena and Heero are both captured by a new threat to Earth's peace. Relena must choose between maintaining her precious ideals or protect the only person she loves. She then discovers that she possesses an unknown power that may save everything she holds dear.
Chapter 1 - The Unexpected Threat
**
"Thank you all for coming. We will discuss further on this issue." Relena concluded as the delegates from the colonies gradually stood and thanked her for her time. She motioned her arm towards the door and each person shook hands with her politely and departed the conference room. Shortly later, the maturing twenty year old found herself alone in the room that was once dispersed with heated arguments and conflicts.
She took her time packing everything together as she eyed the room one more time before heading back to her mansion. With the important documents safely tucked in her briefcase, she went outside in search for Pagan, her loyal family butler.
"Ah Miss Relena. Nice to see you out so early." Pagan commented once he saw her walking down the large flight of pure marble stairs.
"Pagan, it's 8 pm. My instincts tell me that normal people think otherwise." Relena chuckled tiredly. "Just like any other day huh Pagan?"
Pagan opened the limo passenger seat for Relena and responded, "Of course Miss Relena. Let's get you home."
While the vehicle sped into the main road, her cell phone rang and she answered it tiredly. She didn't feel like talking to anybody at that present time. "Hello, Vice Foreign Minister here."
"Hey beautiful. How are ya?" the altruistic voice said.
Without a doubt, Relena knew whom the voice belonged to. There wasn't any other voice like it in the world. "Duo…. Nice to hear from you. I'm fine thank you. And you?"
"Well Preventers is in a heap of trouble right now. Apparently, there's a new OZ organization that Lady Une picked up. We would appreciate it if you came down here as soon as possible. Sorry for the bad news by the way. I knew you were dreading with anticipation just to get home for that shower." Duo replied eagerly.
She sighed and rubbed her fingers at her temples. "How did you guess?" she chuckled. "Duo I'll be there in half an hour." ~Click~ "Pagan, we'll be taking a detour, to Preventers Headquarters."
Pagan looked from the rear view mirror to make eye contact and nodded with understanding. "Sure thing Miss Relena."
(At Preventers)
The iron barred security doors shuffled aside as Relena marched to the perimeters of the entrance. A security camera shot its lenses to the visitor and a robotic recording rang through the speaker, "Welcome Darlian, Relena. They are waiting for you in the main board of directors."
At every corner of the vicinity stood two guards with guns properly located in their belt, ready for use if need be. 'Is all this security really necessary?' she thought as she gave uncomfortable glances whenever she turned a corner. "Relena, we know how much you hate guns but that sort of protection is indispensable here." Greeted Lady Une as she directed her into the room.
The entire room was a high tech phenomenon, filled with computerized gadgets and wide screen television sets eyed on artificial satellites in space. Every which way she turned there were important conversations taking place between officers and leaders. In the center was an oak conference table, encircled with ten seats, already four filled from the former Gundam Pilots. Quatre and Trowa stood gracefully to welcome Relena at the left end of the table. The braided 'God of Death' greeted Relena with open arms and pulled a seat out for her, then plopped down to the seat right next to her. Wufei observed the entire exchange of welcomes and small talk, excluding himself, remaining silent, and holding his ground on the opposite end of the table.
By quickly glancing around the room, Relena noticed that someone was missing…. She decided not to say anything, for it wasn't her place. She hasn't seen or heard from him in over three years. It seemed that the issue was more urgent and so she forced herself to focus by putting on her diplomatic visage.
"Relena, like I mentioned over the phone, we have a new threat over our heads." Duo began.
"Through the years of peace, we have been naïve and reluctant to believe that a new organization would shadow that of the OZ organization." Quatre commented while directing his entire focus on Relena. She nods at him, acknowledging his words.
"What group might this be?" Relena asked in wonder.
"They are known as the OZ Faction, presumed to have been created by Jerome Dermael, the son of Duke Dermael. Surely you remember him." Trowa replied calmly. "Within these years, he has been gathering men for the ultimate plan. We were able to detect a few of these recruiting bases but …."
"But what?" Relena interrupted with apprehension and concern. She did not want another war at her hands. Too many have died… too many…
"There were some hidden that even the Preventers couldn't expose. They are still building their army, with new technology and supplies. From previous estimations, their numbers are replicating in an exceeding rate. We must be careful." Wufei added.
"And what is the ultimate plan?" Relena questioned.
"We don't know that yet." Duo exclaimed. "There's something else Relena. It's about Heero."
'Please don't mention that name.' Relena thought bitterly. She couldn't think about that right now. She couldn't! Relena did miss him and she worried about him night and day but not now…. Relena couldn't face Duo or the other pilots. Once that name was filtered into the air, the golden lining of the oak furniture seemed so much more interesting to her as she hung her face down.
"Relena…" Duo said, trying to catch her undivided attention.
She looked up reluctantly at him, but refused to dispel a sound.
"Relena, he's missing."
TBC…
Alrighty guys, that's the first chapter. PLEASE Review and tell me what you think.
One more thing, how in the heck do you spell Dermael?! I dunno… if you do, tell me… ahh I'm such a neat freak… I need to get all the spelling down right.