Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Resistance is Futile ❯ Prey ( Prologue )

ZaLa_WM = Zanna & Laren (means we are writing this story together ^_^)

Pairings: 1x2x1, maybe more

Disclaimers: They don't belong to us - unfortunately. So don't sue.

Warnings: some violence, angst, action, lemon, some com - anything forgotten?

A/N: We have to warn you - English is NOT our native language, so please forgive us any mistakes we may have made concerning grammar and/or spelling. We really tried. ^_^

Anyway, we are writing this story in German, and it consists of 36 chapters so far - and ongoing. This is our attempt to translate this story - and if you like the story we will go on translating it - any help most appreciated!

Summary: A new enemy is aiming at conquering earth and the colonies - can the Gundam pilots stop them? Perhaps not on their own - but with some help from unexpected allies…

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I am the beginning, the end, the one who is many. I will get my revenge. I will down this ridiculous planet and it's inhabitants and assimilate them into my empire. And no one will be able to stop me.

Prologue - Prey

Finally. Finally the time of waiting and searching was over. The scouts had found the right place. It was just perfect. There they could be what they once had been. Powerful. Inexorably. Many.

Motionless the Queen gazed at the monitors in front of her. So few. So few of them were left. Not so long ago her empire had contained thousands of light-years and billions of creatures. So many voices which had been raised together and embodied a force not to be found a second time in the universe. But now there was nothing but silence only to be interrupted now and then by a whisper.

Destroyed, they had been destroyed. Something very similar to anger flashed over the motionless face of the Queen. If only she would have been able, she would have smashed the bloody traitors. For it had been treachery that evoked her downfall. Not that she hadn't expected treachery - after all, they had been her enemies. She had expected them to try and outsmart her. Just as she had done it herself so many times in the past, albeit without success.

Facing her powerlessness the Queen clenched her fists. Darn, how had they managed to do it? How had they managed to defeat her time and time again? She and her own were so much superior to these - creatures! Both biologically and technologically. And she and her people had no conscience, no repentance, no fear, nothing at all that could weaken or slow them down during a fight. So how had those weak, despicable creatures been able to destroy her whole empire?

Anger crept again on the Queen's emotionless face. So many fruitless attempts. She had tried it with straightforward assault, with ambush, she had even been travelling to the past to destroy her enemies before they could get dangerous. But each time her schemes were foiled. And every defeat had weakened her further.

It had to be due to those despicable pacts that her enemies had formed among themselves. It was the only explanation. Not that she hadn't came across similar alliances earlier, but none had been able to withstand her force for long. All of them had broken apart facing her superiority and she had assimilated them into her empire in no time. But this federation of so many varying races was kind of - different. The Queen couldn't even tell what exactly the difference was. They always seemed so honest, almost naïve in their intent to form a friendship with each and every species. And still, despite of this friendly façade they were fighter when need be. They could defend themselves and their ideals and they never surrendered.

Honesty! The Queen snorted at that thought. This ostensible honesty hadn't bared them from falling back on a trick to destroy her. And she, she hadn't noticed it until it was too late. Sure, she had killed the responsible traitor, but it had been vain. The downfall of her empire had already started. All she had been able to do was scream helpless at her enemies that this wasn't the end. That she would have her revenge, someday and someplace.

But she was so tired of it. She would never have thought that she could feel anything like this after all these millennia, but she was tired of it. She couldn't bear it any longer. She couldn't fight against her enemies anymore. And she didn't want to anymore. It would only mean to watch the destruction of her remaining empire. But she didn't want to surrender either. Somehow she had to support and renew what they once had been.

And finally she had found ways of doing so. After a long search she had found the answer to all her problems. If she wasn't able to reign here, then she had to do it elsewhere. She only had to get away far enough, so far that there wouldn't be the slightest resemblance with this place. Not the slightest commonality. The farther away the better.

And now she had found it. The perfect place. Sure, there had been many others also available but this place appeared to be the most suitable. Smiling she watched the image of the planet appearing on one of the monitors. Like a glittering blue jewel it rotated around its sun, innocent and blissfully ignorant to what it awaited. The thought that the origin of her downfall would soon be the source of her power made her smile. It would be the perfect revenge.

The humans there were no challenge for the Queen and her entourage. They were an easy prey. No alliances. Neither among themselves nor with others. A few sparsely artificial colonies. Barely space travel. And to make it truly perfect there was a war going on between the colonies and their home planet. Due to the internal disputes those humans would be to distracted to notice that they were being conquered until it would be too late.

For a short instant the Queen considered whether her enemies would follow her. They had this habit to make the problems of others their own. But then she discarded this notion. Her enemies wouldn't be able to come to those human's rescue, even if they wanted to. No one who wasn't like her and her people would be able to survive this journey. At last she would be save from her enemies. Nothing would stop her this time.

And this fact permitted her the possibility to approach this invasion with care. Not to hustle anything. Even when it meant to abandon well tried practices. But the Queen had learnt her lesson. Nothing was allowed to go wrong this time. And if that meant that she had to operate with more tactic and skill, then she would do so.

Full of anticipation the Queen gave the order and set her fleet in motion. Finally. Finally the time of waiting and searching was over. They would once again be what they once had been. Powerful! Inexorably! Many!