Battlefield of Pacifists - Part 2 Title: Mobile Suit Gundam Wing -Battlefield of Pacifists
Part: 2/5
Original Art by Koichi Tokita
Story by Hajime Yadate & Yoshiyuki Tomino
Scenario by Katsuhiko Chiba
Fanfiction by Gwynn Whitelock
Disclaimer: See the guys with the Japanese names? They own it. Me, I just used what they wrote and described it in fanfic format. It's probably illegal...
Warnings: Violence, angst, shonen ai (in my biased opinion...), spoiler for the manga BofP (duh), hypnotized Quatre, Trowa in a bathrobe (yum...), Wufei and Dorothy that think spookily alike...
Pairings: R+1 (slight), 1+2+1 (slightly more obvious), 3+4+3 (damn obvious...), S+5 (fairly obvious).
Summary: High ho, it's another story of events between the series and EW, except this one is the most official and in my personal opinion, the most likely. Relena continues her campaign against disarmament, with some help from Heero and Duo, while Quatre goes to space to investigate the rumour of a Mobile Suit factory known as Vulkanus. Wufei is no where to be found... or is he?

When we last left Quatre, he was in space...

Quatre: What are MD's doing here?! Who's controlling them?!

Space: *whack* *glitters bits float around* (AN: It looks like the shuttle was blown up...)

A colony, floating somewhere in space. The interview takes place in front of an immense white house. A rich man lives here...

Interview Lady: Today's guest is the leader of the Perfect Peace People, Victor Gaintz!

Gaintz: Disarmament after the war was a truly momentous occasion in the quest for peace, but we haven't gone far enough. Getting rid of weapons is just the first step. We must also prevent the ability to rebuild the armies of the past.

Interview Lady: Truly inspiring words, Mr. Gaintz. But do you really think total disarmament is possible? Wo will protect the people if a new enemy appears?

Gaintz: What we need now is not progress, but stability! And peace! We must eliminate any small cause of war.

Inside the house, where Trowa is hacking the computer and listening to the interview.

Trowa: *click* *click* Perfect Peace People... *click* *click* *peep* *psss* *disk pops out, which Trowa holds up* It looks like a normal political group... *looks up* *rise*

Gaintz (outside still): it's not just enough to just stop production of new weapons and give up arms.

Trowa (inside): *jumps into an opening in the ceiling* *whip*

Gaintz: The thing that worries me most is... Gundam.

Trowa: *now outside, vaults over the outer wall* *swish* *he walks away looking perfectly calm. No... he wasn't just doing a little B&E, not him...* *step step*

Gaintz: What happened to those deadliest weapons of war?

Interview Lady (now on a large screen where Trowa is standing): Gundam?

Gaintz: That's right! Why is no one making this an issue?! What's the government's policy on them?! *points at camera*

Interview Lady: Uh... I'm sorry, but your time's up! Thank you Mr. Gaintz!

Trowa: *dialing a pay phone* *tap*tap*tap*tap* *thinks* No reports from Quatre...

On a resource satellite in space...

Quatre: Uh... *he's wearing a hospital gown and strapped down to a bed. Think Heero at the beginning of the series* ! Where am I?!

Creepy 1: State your name.

Quatre: Who are you people?!

Creepy 2: Give your name and ID/

Quatre: Were those your Virgos?!

Creepy 2: We are asking the questions here.

Quatre: I don't mind having a conversation.

Close up on a syringe: *squirt* *lift*

Creepy 2: Let's do this peacefully.

Quatre: What's peaceful about that?! You're craz- *gets stuck* Ugh! *twitch*

Creepy 2: We'll be ready whenever you are.

In a rather nice hotel...

Trowa (In the hotel): If Duo contacts you, tell him that the Desert Prince hasn't come back. I'll go get the camel. Okay?

Hilde (on L2): Desert Prince? What are you...

Trowa: He'll understand. Thanks, Hilde. *click* *hangs up phone* *stands up and goes to the window* What happened to Quatre? (AN: He's wearing a bathrobe! Trowa's wearing a BATHROBE! *drools*)

North America, The U.E.S.N. HQ
Relena's office

Relena: *sitting there working*

Phone: *pip* *rrrr* *pip*

Relena: Hello?

Duo (on phone): HI there!

Relena: Duo!

Duo: Uh... Heero's in Europe now! Probably where Romefeller was.

Relena: Heero..?

Duo: I know he's up to something. I thought Vice-Minister Darlian might wanna go check it out.

Relena: Thanks, Duo.

Duo: Hey, I'm just doing this for the Earth! Later!

Relena: Duo... *smile* Okay. Heero...

Duo (where he was calling from): I just can't leave ‘em alone. *taptap* *dials phone* Now... Operator? Space call to colony C8923. Hilde Shubeiker. The number is... (AN: The misspelling is theirs, not mine. I think you spell her name Schbeiker)

Romefeller country, Europe

Scenery: It appears to be a rolling countryside near a lake with scattered trees and a dock. The place would be beautiful and perfect for a vacation except it's a graveyard. Headstones of various types are scattered here and there.

Dorothy: *is standing in front of a grave, she's just put a bouquet of roses down* (AN: Dorothy looks really pretty. Her hair begins to curl just at her shoulders, and looks very nice. She's wearing a black dress and her eyes are closed.)

Heero: Does it hurt to remember the past?

Dorothy: No. My flower is for the person who fought for the future.

Heero: I need your help.

Dorothy: *looks over her shoulder* *smile* That's rather unusual for you.

Heero: Do you know any Romefeller affiliates who support military rule?

Dorothy: *turns to face him* Even if there were any, I wouldn't know anything about it. But...

Heero: But?

Dorothy: The remaining OZ supporters are after my grandfather's inheritance.

Heero: What are you talking about?

Dorothy: Vulkanus.

In space, with Quatre

Creepy 2: You're a Gundam pilot?!

Quatre: Quatre Raberba Winner, Gundam Sandrock's pilot...

Creepy 2: What'd you come here for?

Quatre: To look for... Vulkanus. (AN: In the close up of Quatre, we see there's something wrong. His eyes are one solid, dull colour. He seems out of it, and not like himself at all. Hint, this was caused by what they injected him with)

Creepy 1 & 2: !!

Creepy 1: What do we do?

Creepy 2: Contact the chairman!

Dorothy's estate in Europe

Sky: *drip*drip* *ssssss* (it's raining.... ^^;)

Dorothy (at the window): It started raining. Heh-heh... (AN: She's changed, she's wearing this nice white suit thing) I'll have a guest room ready. Stay here tonight.

Heero: Don't worry about it. Tell me more about Vulkanus.

Dorothy: You haven't changed, Heero. I heard Tubarov making a proposal to my grandfather about a MD plant, but I don't know what happened to it.

Heero...... What about the remaining OZ forces?

Dorothy: Just before the armistice, a small fleet was sent to an asteroid field to mine resources. They were called back to battle White Fang, but didn't make it in time. The fleet was dissolved after the war, but there was a group which didn't comply.

Heero: Interesting.

Dorothy: I didn't know about them until they contacted me recently.

Heero: *eyes widen* What?!

Dorothy: Captain Broden's the leader. He asked me about Vulkanus. *thunder*

Heero: What did you tell him?

Dorothy: I can't tell him what I don't know. He said, he'd find it on his own.

Heero: Did you contact the U.E.S.N. about this?

Dorothy: Why should I? There's no proof that Vulkanus even exists.

Heero: What if it did? *lightning*

Dorothy: Tee hee. It would be interesting.

Heero: Dorothy?

Dorothy: I'd like to find out if General Khushrenada's and Zechs Merquise's plan to bring peace through war can actually work.

Heero: ...... *big thunder*

The OZ fleet in question...

Broden: Thanks for waiting. I'm Captain Broden of OZ No. 4 Flying Space Squadron. Welcome aboard.

Wufei: What's the point of sticking with old titles?

Broden: It still has some pull with old friends. So, tell me, Mr. Chang. Why would Gundam 05's pilot volunteer to help us?

Wufei: If Vulkanus exists, it will be perfect for the test.

Broden: What?

Wufei: To see whether or not Treize was right or not. (AN: O.O Wu and Dot have the same thoughts! Scaaary! Also, this line I may change for the simple fact the language is overly repetitive, which may be a translation error.)

Broden: I don't understand.

Wufei: You don't have to. You don't mind my helping you get Vulkanus, do you?

Broden: What will you do once we have Vulkanus?

Wufei: Nothing. I'll watch the Earth's reaction.

Broden: I still don't understand, but your help will be... appreciated.

Klementz (who was in the room the whole time but only speaks now): Captain!

Broden: There aren't many of us left, Lieutenant Klementz. We need all the help we can get.

Klementz: Yes, sir...

Wufei: So, does it exist?

Broden: It does! We were under the command to secure a resource satellite and take it to Vulkanus.

Wufei: Hm...

Broden: We have the approximate coordinate, but that's not good enough.

Wufei: Why not?

Broden: There's... a watch dog.

A colony...

Suit 1: Captain Broden's enlisted the help of a Gundam Pilot! What should we do sir?

Gaintz: Nothing. We have the upper hand.

Suit 1: Your orders for Klementz, sir?

Gaintz: Have him keep watching their moves.

Suits 1, 2 & 3: Yes, sir!

Gaintz: The plan still stands. For our sublime mission!

Suits 1, 2 &3: For our sublime mission!

(AN: Now, why couldn't Trowa find this little snippet of information?)

Howard's Moon Base

Trowa: I need to borrow it.

Howard: That's not good.

Trowa: No.

Howard: But it's not good that Quatre's missing, either.

Trowa: I'll go to the resource satellite, the point of his last contact. I'll take Heavyarms with me.

Howard: It's ready, but I hope you won't have to use it.

Trowa: Me too.

Crew Member: *runs over* Dr. Howard! Unidentified spacecraft closing in!

Howard: What?! Does she have any marks?!

Crew Member: No! She's an MS carrier!

Trowa and Howard: *exchange significant looks and a nod*

Space

Carrier: *closes in, dropping three new model Virgos*

Trowa (in Heavyarms): They're Virgos. New ones, too.

AN: They Virgos make with the shooting at Heavyarms.

Duo (on a space bike on the moon): What the... What's going on?! *races towards the base*

Trowa: They're fast!

Carrier: *something drops and touches down. It's Quatre! He still has the weird look in his eyes though...*

Quatre: ...Must get... Sandrock...

AN: Split screen to Duo, looking determined, Trowa looking stoic and Quatre staggering towards the base... as battle rages overhead...

to be continued...

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