Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Reunion ❯ Nightmares ( Chapter 1 )

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REUNION Chapter One   Yuki-hime   ~ - ~ - ~   Yay! I have finally started the revisions! This was the only Gundam Wing fic that I ever wrote, like six or seven years ago! I can’t believe that I wrote something so horrible…it makes me very sad. I have to admit that I am very embarrassed to have written this so badly the first time!   ~ - ~ - ~   The white polished floor held her eyes. A heavy sigh escaped the woman’s lips. She was always waiting, waiting in her heart and waiting in reality. A man’s voice broke her thoughts. “Miss Peacecraft.” She looked up to see him dressed in a black suit with matching shades and an earpiece. A small smile crossed her lips. "The shuttle is ready for you."   “Thank you," she replied standing. Relena’s eyes scanned the landscape spread before her. The view was lovely and she hated to leave but duty called. The spacious scenery had become her garden now. Two years had passed since the war ended. The woman could never let herself dwell on the truths of losing a brother and lover. Heero had resigned to keep a low profile, even her resources could not find him.   Her thoughts turned to the events at hand. She had received a letter several days ago that her presence was needed to open a new colony. The finishing touches were done and her appearance at the official opening would be a sign of the peace they had fought hard for. Since it is such a grand opening, there were slim chances Heero would be there, but it was still a small hope.   Relena made her way to the front seat close to the window. The captain’s voice came over the intercom, “Welcome abroad Miss Peacecraft. Please buckle your safety belt; we’ll be heading into space now.”   Several minutes later, the Earth filled the horizon. The most beautiful mixture of blues and whites. She loved the view, Earth seemed so peaceful, and not at all what it was really like. She had tried hard to maintain a worldly and diplomatic order, but there were still aggressors who fought peace. Yet their efforts were in vain. War had not broken out, despite the dozen attacks on bases and large ports in the past six months. Everyone had rallied around her. It was an overwhelming burden, but she gladly accepted it.   The female’s voice broke Relena’s eyes from the small window. “Would you like a beverage, Miss Peacecraft?” Her short chocolate hair bobbed around her smiling face.   “Yes, please. A glass of sweet tea,” she smiled. It had been a secret of hers, but ever since her stay in the southern hemisphere, Relena had developed a taste for the odd drink.   “Sure, I’ll make you a new cup. Be right back,” she waved, walking to the small station in the rear.   The sounds of the coffee pot echoed into the small cabin as the woman smoothed the black skirt of her suit. Her eyes were drawn back to the window. Space was beautiful.   ~ - ~ - ~   Her eyes followed the hatch as it opened, revealing a red carpet and several people smiling. Lights were flashing as she began her descent. A middle aged man in a gray suit stood before her. “Miss Peacecraft, it’s a pleasure to finally meet you. Thank you for accepting our invitation.” His smile was warming as they shook hands. “My name is Albert Stand, the administrator of Beta Colony 5.”   Relena extended her hand to his welcoming. “It’s a pleasure for me, Mr. Stand.” They began the walk out of the docking hanger. “I always make time for new colonies promoting peace. Please tell me, where are you from?”   Her question caught the man off-guard. He laughed lightly. “Why, that’s an unusual question that I would not expect to hear from a politician. Oh, no offense, Miss Peacecraft.” The man was sure he had put his foot in his mouth this time.   She smiled, “None taken. I like to make a habit of getting to know the people I work with.” He seemed to still have questions, so she continued as they entered a much larger open space. “It helps me to understand your actions,” Relena finished as she breathed in amazement. The bones of the buildings were scattered about as the city was still in construction, but she could see the grand inspiration behind the idea. It was a self-contained country in such a small area.   Albert continued accustomed to the scenery and oblivious to her wonderment. “I see, well I am from Colony 5.”   His answer turned her gaze in surprise. Colony 5. She spoke as he led the way to the waiting room. “That’s out on the rim, right?”   He nodded, “Yes, but we were never really hit hard by the war, not like the other colonies. We felt the shame of never joining in on the liberation.” They stepped into a small white washed building. The cool air hit her as she followed the man down the left corridor, stopping at a door.   “No, I’m happy to hear that the war did not spread everywhere. You all were very lucky.”   “Yes, we were fortunate. Come,” he opened the door, “let me show you the blue prints and then I will take you to some of the sites.” She nodded and followed him to the table where the blue prints were laid out. He pointed to various sections of the map. “Here is where the business district will be. The docking bay will be extended to this block and storage will take the rest of that area.” Albert pointed to the end of the paper closest to Relena’s hand. “Those large sections will be housing and schools, as well as a park with a small pond.”   The woman was a little amazed at the man’s planning of the station. “There is not a lot of room for docking and the business district is almost as large as the residential area. Why do you need so much storage space?” It was quite odd.   “Well, we theorize that if the business and residential areas were equal then we could support ourselves.” He laughed lightly, “We are sort of reverting back to a trade system within the colony. People will be able to make their own supplies here at home. Instead of paying the high prices for shipping to and from the colony, that money can be spent toward the community or the family. We want to better everyone’s lives and truly live in peace. Because of that we made the docking bay smaller than usual. The inhabitants are mainly farmers, craftsmen, and steel manufacturers. We have the majority of our needs covered. There are going to be small community ‘farms’ scattered about supplying the food. This causes a need to depend on others and really creates a strong bond between the people here.   “Steel?” She looked Albert in the eyes,   “Yes, by making steel as our main out-sourcing product, the colony is able to take in two or three times the money then before. That money would go to the upkeep of the city, homes, education and other community projects.”   “That sounds like a wonderful idea. I believe it could work out well. Tell me, who was it that came up with that idea?” There could be other colonies that would specialize in making certain goods like steel. It could work if there was enough effort put into it.   “A team of community leaders from some of the outer colonies. When we originally started this project, we all wanted something that could symbolize our independence and our ability to make it on our own, regardless of the circumstances. Of course this is not meant to be seen as a threat against Earth, which is why we would be greatly honored if you could open with us at the ceremony tomorrow.”   She nodded in understanding. “Of course, I do not see this colony as a threat Mr. Stand. It works and is the only way the colonies can move forward. The system seems to be well thought out and it might very well work. If it is a success then maybe we could see about creating a new trading system.” She smiled with encouragement.   He grinned in return. “Yes, well I had not thought about it that far.”   “Please, would you let me in on overseeing any future developments. I would like to keep a close eye on this project.”   “Certainly, we would all be honored and blessed. Now, would you like to see some of the sites?”   ~ - ~ - ~   A voice broke the silence that had overtaken the room. “Relena’s life has been threatened.”   The man glanced from the flat screen monitor to see the outline of the speaker. “When was this reported?”   “It came in several minutes ago. My source from Earth said that she has received about a dozen letters so far.” He sighed heavily. “She just ignores them.”   “It’s not like this hasn’t happened before.” He began typing on his computer. “Why is it different this time?” Relena’s schedule popped open in front of him. The information on a new colony caught his attention; BC5. She was hoping to open up relations with several newer colonies recently established in space.   “There seems to be some information that not many would know.” He tossed a disc on the desk. Cold blue eyes focused on the black object. “After she threw the first one out, her secretary decided to send them to my source instead of letting Relena know of her actions.”   “She’s careless.”   “You are assigned to protect her.”   “Understood.”   ~ - ~ - ~   Relena had prepared herself for the opening that morning. Since she had agreed to his proposal after seeing the sites under construction, her schedule had been set back thirty-six hours. Some tragedies couldn’t be avoided no matter how hard she worked.   Mr. Stand’s deep voice caught her ears. “I want to welcome everyone to the grand opening of the new Beta Colony 5.” TV crews with reporters and flashing cameras buzzed across the sea of faces. They definitely got the international attention the engineers had hoped for. She remembered her informal dinner last night with several of the original project designers. Her hopes to see BC5 succeed spurred her support and determination for these people. “Now I would like to introduce Miss Relena Peacecraft.” Applause broke out as she approached the podium.   “I would first like to welcome you to the opening of this new colony. It is my hope that this colony succeed and become a bright and shining star for the future. Through negations with the colony’s Council, I will be on the Board of Supervisors in assisting and promoting any projects. Tomorrow, construction will begin on the residential area and within a year the colony will open to moving in the selected families for the project.” She bowed and took her seat as applause erupted.   Albert was sitting next to her as the head engineer, Mr. Tanaka took the stand to briefly explain the odd construction and design of the new colony. “Thank you,” he whispered, patting her hand lightly.   “I haven’t done anything yet,” she replied with a smile. After the press conference was over, a shuttle was waiting for the woman. She said her good-byes to Mr. Stand, boarding the craft on her way to another conference on the moon.   ~ - ~ - ~   The image of the woman appeared on the screen before him. “So she’s getting careless again.” His words fell on deaf ears. It was his mission to protect her and he would ensure that no harm would befall the princess of the Sanc Kingdom.   The door opened to reveal a blonde young man. His voice was like a soft whisper as he voiced his concern. “Heero, you are going to take the job right?” The figure did not move as the sounds of clicking keys echoed around the room. “Heero?”   “What do you think?” His tone was sharp and short as he stood and left the young Arabian in the dimly lit room. The young man was halted by a figure appearing out of the shadows.   The Heavyarms pilot blocked the path. “Then you will need our help,” his companion spoke the truth.   He stifled his growl. “I can handle this by myself.”   Quatre appeared from behind him. “You don’t know?” His soft blue eyes slid to Trowa then back to Heero.   “What is it?” This time, Heero growled his frustrations starting at the brunette.   “Maybe you should explain, Quatre.” A nervous crack was heard in his voice.   The sandy blonde laughed nervously. “Well, ah, Heero…. There was some information that we stumbled across. You might want to see.”   ~ - ~ - ~   Relena was absorbed in the paperwork when the captain’s voice echoed over the intercom. “We’ll be making our descent to the Moon in a few minutes, Miss Peacecraft.”   She quickly shoved the papers in the folder which was placed in her bag. Her eyes went to the window. A sigh fell from her lips. Heero…will you be here? She sighed again. Fat chance…like I would ever see him. Her longing for him only grew from day to day. Why could he not embrace her love for him instead of constantly pushing her away? She was sure that he at least had some feelings for her. His words echoed in her mind, I will kill you. He had not kept his promise and because of that she had hope.   Gunfire brought the peace ambassador out of her daze as three mobile suits appeared outside her view. They were in trouble. Her eyes were wide with a horrible that had not gripped her heart since that last battle. New mobile suits?! No one had commissioned any military weapons in two years. Their guns were aimed at her as several warning shots were fired. Relena jumped up.   “Miss, please sit down,” the female’s voice came from behind her. She could hear the fear in the young woman’s voice.   “Do you know what’s going on?” She demanded an answer.   “The captain said that they are threatening to shoot us down if we do not let them board.”   Relena’s heart went out to her. So many people had died because of her, people who might not have wanted to give their lives for her and the future she brought with her. This girl was one of them. “What will the captain do?” Worry and dread filled her to the core. Those Gundam suits were new. She had not ever seen that design and style. It had to mean only one thing.   “Miss Peacecraft…I…I don’t know.”   The gunfire brought Relena back to the suits oncoming approach. She ran to the back of the shuttle, digging through her bag. Where is it?! She always kept a gun with her. Even though she hated them, it had been in her better interests and now it seemed to come in handy. Heero had insisted and she would hate to admit that he had been right. I won’t make it easy for them. She checked the gun. Good. Six bullets.   The stewardess had followed the woman to the back. “Miss, what are you doing?”   “Defending myself.” She checked the window. Still coming. A hint of light to the left caught her eye. More suits were speeding to them. It took her a moment to realize who it was after two suits exploded.   ~ - ~ - ~   “Where is she?” the man demanded as he entered the shuttle.   An older woman pointed to the back where the two women were hidden. “She…she is in the back.”   He carefully moved to the back area, waiting for her to jump. He had known the girl for a few years but had not expected her to have a gun. He had the advantage of the black helmet shielding his face from her view.   “Hold it! Who are you and what do you want?” The end of the barrel was pointed at the slender male.   His smirk was hidden at her determination and a little pleased that she had taken his advice. “Come on, we don’t have time to waste.” He took a step forward.   His voice made her blood boil. Had she just imagined him? “Heero?” Her voice was a whisper. “Is that you? What are you doing here Heero?” Instinctively, Relena lowered the gun.   He took the opening and in a swift move, removed the gun from her delicate fingers. “Saving you. You should listen to the threats that you receive.”   “You’re here to save me? What, are you kidding me? I think I can do fine on my own.” She walked past him to her bag.   He stalled her by grabbing her arm. “I don’t think you would have stood a chance against those mobile suits with this gun.” He began hauling her to the back of the shuttle. Pulling her to face him, he opened the closet and pulled a space suit out. “Put this on,” he said as he shoved it in her hands and pulled her back to the front cabin.   “What?!” She looked at the door. “Why?” Oh god… she groaned to herself. The last thing she felt like doing was jump out of shuttles to go flying around in a Gundam. Those days were over.   “Because we are leaving, put it on or I’ll take you without it.” The threat did not really scare her, it was his tone.   “Fine!” She huffed. She would agree to it for now, but Heero was not going to get his way this time. She swiftly climbed in the suit and was promptly pulled out of the door, waiting until the small cabin was pressurized before she found herself floating in space. The one person cabin of Wing Zero put closer to the stoic pilot then she would have wanted.   ~ - ~ - ~   His silent behavior had been wearing on her nerves. Dammit, I deserve an explanation! Relena had been crammed into his lap. Her frustrations at being this close to him worn her down until she snapped. She could not hold her tongue anymore. “What the hell were you thinking back there?!” She tried to turned to see him, or catch a glimpse but it was impossible.   His hand and arm brushed over her thigh as he reached, flipping buttons and switches. “I have my orders.”   She tried to not flinch at the touch and growled at herself when she was unable to obey. “Well, what the hell were they?” Her anger flared at his words.   “To protect you.”   “Who hired you Heero?” She tried shifting out of his touch but her attempts were in vain.   “Classified.”   “Dammit, that simple answer won’t cut it anymore!” Her voice steadily rose with every word until she was shouting at him.   The glint of a floating station was lost Relena. “Shut up and hang on,” Heero spoke hastily before swiftly piloting the Gundam to the docking area.   ~ - ~ - ~   When the suit finally came to a stop, Relena found herself surround by other Gundams. Are the others here too? The hissing of air echoed in the cockpit as the hatch opened. Before Heero could act, she propelled herself out of his grasp and toward the only exit she saw. The woman glanced back to see him following her lead and two other suits. The room slowly pressurized.   Quatre’s voice came over the intercom confirming the okay before the man removed his helmet. “You can take the suit off now.” He unzipped the form-fitting leather nylon and Kevlar suit.   It had been over a year since she had last seen Heero and the sight of him made her pulse quicken. “Huh?” She stammered before realizing what he had said. She blushed, mumbling, “Oh right,” and thanking the gods that he could not see her.   His sharp words cut into her thoughts. “They don’t know.”   “What are you talking about?” A little hurt at his unusual statement.   He disappeared into a long hallway. “You won’t find out who hired me.”   She held her anger as she ran to catch up to his steady stride. “Well surely you can at least tell me where I am.”   “An old space station off the third moon of Jupiter.”   “What?” She stopped. Did she hear him right? “But I thought that the stations the Romefeller foundation owned and operated were disbanded and destroyed.” The walkway suddenly ended in a dimly lit room that served as the group living quarters.   “Officially, yes. But there are still a few that remained.”   “Well, I guess that shows how good of a job I do,” she mumbled to herself. The woman made a mental note to thoroughly check all the records for proof of more stations secretly hidden. “Where is everyone else?” The other suits in the hanger was all the proof she needed to know that the other pilots were near.   His lack of a response infuriated her more. What had she expected? He’s always been the silent type.   The opposing door opened revealing Trowa and Quatre. “Relena, I’m glad you made it safely,” the passive younger man moved forward to embrace the woman in a warm hug.   “Quatre, it’s been so long! How have you been? Or is that a secret too?” She pivoted in her hip to glare at the man who entered with her.   He laughed nervously. “No, Heero called me. I had arrived before he left for you.” The Winner heir lead her to the table, sitting next to the female.   Trowa took the seat across from her as Heero stood against the wall. The Heavyarms pilot answered the question that had burned on their minds. “Relena, how long have you been getting the letters?”   “What? Oh, well, so many come. I think I get at least one a week. Why? Are you looking at them as if they are real?”   “Well…” Quatre began. He did not know how to answer her.   “I promote passifism. There are many people that do not want me to succeed in my mission to bring peace, even after what my brother did. I’m not surprised I get letters that say I will die. It comes with the job. If I took the time to attend to every one, then they would win.” She turned to face the figure against the wall. “If this is what you were talking about, then you might as well take me back to the moon. I have work to do.” This was pissing her off. What the hell is so different about these letters?! Why come running to me now Heero? I don’t even need you anymore.   His words cut her in ways she had forgotten. “Dammit Relena.” She could hear the frustration and something else unfamiliar. “You still don’t understand do you? They tried to kill you. If I hadn’t…”   “If nothing! I’ve had people try to kill me before Heero. You don’t have to worry about me, I can take care of myself,” she spit back.   He was staring hard at her. It made her stomach turn when he spoke. “That’s not excuse Relena.”   “Well then you don’t know anything! I thought that by now you might have heard that I can take care of myself.” Her voice rose to where she had been screaming at him. Not at all like the composed girl she had been two years ago. Two years ago when he left her on the bridge of the spaceship.   “What the hell are you talking about?” Her words were confusing.   “Nothing that concerns you.” She turned back to Quatre. “Would you mind showing me where I will be staying until I leave?”   Glad for the excuse to leave, Quatre smiled. “Certainly.” He led her through the door they had entered.   With a click it closed and Trowa turned to his companion. “Do you know what she was talking about?”   “No, but it might be important. See what you can find. I’m going to talk to someone.” Heero walked out the door he had been standing by.   ~ - ~ - ~   Once out of Heero’s demanding and domineering presence, Relena felt a little more comfortable. “What is Duo and Wufei?” Her voice echoed in the small and shady corridor. The lights were dying in and out.   “Well, Heero called Duo from the colonies. Wufei is still on earth.” He smiled. “They should be here soon.” He could see the uneasy look in her eyes.   “Quatre, do you know who hired Heero?”   “He hasn’t said anything. He wouldn’t tell me even if I asked. You know Heero.” His reply was what she had expected.   Quatre stopped her in front of a metal door. The door swung open for her to see. “I’m leaving tomorrow.”   “Relena, I don’t think that is a wise decision. Heero’s ways are a little harsh but he has a valid point. There are people out there that want you dead.”   She turned and put a hand on his arm. “Please Quatre, have some faith in me. I know what to do and how to handle this. It’s not like this is the first time.” She smiled, trying to reassure him, even if it was only a little.   ~ - ~ - ~   Relena woke in a hot sweat. “Shit,” she cursed under panting breath. What a time for the nightmares. It seemed she could never out run her demons. Deciding that she needed air and water, the woman silently slipped from her room, backtracking to the door with the living room. Her eyes fell to the third entrance. On a hunch, she guessed a kitchen and hit the jackpot. After the third cabinet, she discovered a glass and quickly drank the liquid. Pouring another cup, she wandered to the main section to stare out the window. The stars are so peaceful. She sighed heavily. I wish things had turned out differently.   The sound of her name made her jump. She spun on her heels to see Heero blocking the doorframe. “What are you doing up?”   She was vulnerable and had let her guard down. Dammit why did it have to be in front of him?! “I wanted some water.” Her thoughts were still a little cloudy and Relena finally realized why he had been staring at her. She followed his gaze and blushed. Her shirt barely covered her. Her nervous laughed filled the space. “Well, um, I’m going back to bed. Goodnight Heero,” she wavered as she quickly stepped by him.   His hand reached out and caught her free wrist. “Don’t do anything stupid.”     ~ - ~ - ~   Well, I certainly believe this is much better. God I could have shot myself for posting something so horrible. ^^