Colonel Une walked briskly to Trieze's personal quarters, clutching a thick stack of case files in thick manila folders under her arm. She had skimmed briefly over some of them, but still wondered exactly what His Excellency had in mind. She stumbled just as she reached His Excellency's door, muttering a curse under her breath as the folders flew out from under her arm, and her glasses slipped off of her face.

Almost immediatly her hair seemed to fall out of their two large buns on the top of her head, and raised her eyes to Trieze who was now standing in the doorway.

"Trieze-sama!" she chirped cheerfully, picking up the fallen files and handing them to him. She then proceeded to throw her arms around his neck, and start talking about puppies. Trieze accepted the files gracefully, then sighed and picked up Une's glasses.

"Lady, " he said handing her glasses to her, "it is my perrogative, through no fault of your own, that I wish you to possess these fine spectecals, and perhaps you should wear them. It would do me honor, if you were to don these glasses, and wear them for eternity. For it is eternity that I wish the roses would--" Trieze rambled on and on, and Une, having already put her glasses on, glanced impatiently at him.

"Your Majesty," she snapped, "with all due respect, let me ask you exactly what you wish to do with these five young pilots."

Trieze continued to talk, seemingly lost in his visions of roses, war, and glasses. Une sighed, and waved a fresh rose under his nose. Immediatly Trieze was snapped back into the present.

"Ahh, yes, these pilots...step inside Lady, I wish to speak with you about them, and tell you of my plans." Nodding, Une joined Trieze inside of his office, and shut the door quietly.

"Lady, as you know, " Trieze began, gesturing to pictures of the five Gundam pilots he had on his desk (Wufei's in a heartshaped frame...::coughs::) have been quite a nusance to me, as well as this organization. I am sure that you can appreciate my words, Lady, and what I am trying to say."

In fact, Une had barely heard a word Trieze had spoken, being too wrapped up in trying to figure out why the pilot of 05's picture was in a cute, pink, heart-shaped frame. Trieze cleared his throat, and Une looked up at him, forgetting the picture and giving her full attention to Trieze. She straightened, adjusting her glasses on her face.

"Yes, Your Excellency, these pilots are more powerful than even I had imagined. We know how their Gundams work, and how we may defeat them, but it seems that no matter what we have thrown at them, they have always defeated us." Trieze nodded at these words. Casually, he picked up a rose from his endless supply he had on his desk, and began to smell it. Une was beginning to wonder just what kind of roses those were, when Trieze spoke, startling her from her thoughts.

"Exactly my point, my dear Lady. These pilots, in the midst of such a beautiful and necessary war, seem to possess the utmost potential to be the greatest warriors of this time. Since they do hold these very valuble skills, like the rose in the winter, it pricks our tender fingers when we try to admire it's beauty. And like that rose that has pricked our fingers, we must get rid of it. Ordinary shears, my Lady, cannot clip these roses thick stems. Instead, we have been forced to admire the roses beauty from afar, being pricked by it, the blood flowing freely."

Trieze paused for a moment, to release a bird from it's cage. Whipping out a pistol, he shot the bird, and after a dramatic pause, resumed his speech. Une didn't say anything, fully used to His Excellency's speeches, and interesting...pasttimes.

"This is why, Lady, this is why we must find a new way to eliminate the rose, that has pricked us. And I have found that way. We shall beat these wonderful pilots at their own game, fight fire with fire, so to speak. I have handpicked the best pilots from around the world to pilot their own graceful Gundams, complete with their own unique weapons and fighting styles, just like their original counterparts." Trieze opened the manila folders, placing them on his desk. He gestured to the first file, and picture attacked.

"Moses Tuut, from the Oz base in Germany." The picture showed a young boy, just a little bit older than the Gundam pilots with white-blonde hair, grey eyes, and a stony demeanor. After Une had looked over the picture, Trieze continued with Moses' information.

"He is an accomplished mercenary and pilot, specializing in frontal, hand to hand combat. He will be piloting the Gundam known as Lucifer, which is mostly close combat with some distance weapons." Une read the mecha's information.

Name: Lucifer 06
Type: Offensive
Weapons: 1x Triton with Thermal Net
1x Standard shield
1x Eye of the Devil (head laser)
1x Circular throwing knife
Thrusters

The gundam reminded Une of some sort of underworld demon, being mostly a blood-red color, with spots of black in various places. It even looked like it possessed horns on its head. She handed the file back to Trieze, who continued with the next one.

"This is Bard Alabar, from the prestigious Wing Pilot's Academy in Dublin, Ireland." This picture showed a young man of about the same age as Moses, with raven black hair and keen green eyes, that stood out from his olive complexion. He had a assured grin on his face. Not a bad-looking man, in Une's opinion.

"Bard is the top of his class at the Academy, and excels in target sports, which I am fond of myself. He has experience in the field, helping in some of the battles against the gundams, and has always come out unscathed. He specializes in computer hacking, and that sort of work. He will be piloting the Gundam known as Bastet, which is an offensive and defensive type, mostly a distance fighting mecha."

Name: Bastet 07
Type: Offensive/Defensive
Weapons: 1x Crossbow with thermal bolts
1x Quiver Shield
1x Cat'o'Nine tails
Thrusters
2x Rockets

This gundam reminded Une strangely of a predatory cat, its hands looking much like claws, its color a tawny yellow/gold, with black and red adorning it in different places. She handed the file back and waited for Trieze to read her the next one. So far these were very powerful gundams...she thought that they might indeed have a chance this time, against those brats. Trieze opened the third file.

"This is Del Cruso, who has been training with our forces in Paris, France." The pictured showed a girl* about a year older than Bard or Moses, with sandy blonde hair and blue eyes. She had a look of utter determination on her face.

"Del's specialites are in her skills of plotting out battle plans, though she has no previous experience in the field. She will be piloting the gundam Banshee, which is an offensive gundam, built for distance combat."

Name: Banshee 08
Type: Offensive, Distance
Weapons: 1x Machine Gun (like the one found in 03)
1x Sonic Scream (sonic blast)
1x Standard Shield
1x Dagger
Thrusters

Une approved of the pilot, (her being a woman of course), and raised an eyebrow at the interesting blue and white gundam. Shaking her head, she handed back the file, while Trieze already started talking about the next pilot.

"This," he said, "is Fox Del'a'vel, one of the 2 top students trained by both Zechs Marquise and Lucrezia Noin." Une looked at the picture of the grinning girl*, who possessed dark tanned skin, short cropped black hair, and black eyes. She was a few years younger than Bard or Moses were.

"Fox came from our small military base in the Phillippines, where she proved herself in battle over and over. She managed to pull off an undercover mission, which provided us with vital information, about the current safehouse of the gundam pilots at that time. She came to train under Noin and Zechs, and is now top of the class, with another student. Her specialties are reconassince missions, and undercover assignments. She will be piloting the gundam Kali, which is an offensive, defensive mecha, for close-range combat." Une was curious about this student, trained under the two top mobile suit pilots they had.

Name: Kali 09
Type: Offensive/Defensive, close-range
Weapons: 1x Double-ended Bladed thermal staff
1x Claw shield
1x Barbed tail whip
2x Wolverine Claws*
Wings/Thrusters
2x rockets

This mecha looked similar to Epyon with large wings and curved tail. It reminded Une of a fallen angel, the wings being completely black, the body being white streaked with crimson-red. Finally, Trieze handed her the last file.

"This is the other top student trained by Noin and Zechs. His name is Lezales Masters." The picture revealed a boy about the same age as Del, with brown hair and blue/green eyes. He had a wry smile on his face, and intelligent eyes.

"Lezales came from the L-7 colony, where he worked as a mercenary. He became a well-known soldier, who has accomplished much in battle. After obliterating a rebellious faction in the colony, that allowed us complete control, he was awarded honors of the highest merit for a mercenary. He came to Earth to train under Zechs, then eventually Noin, becoming the other top student of the class, along with Fox. He excells in hand to hand combat of the martial arts kind, and undercover missions. He will be piloting the gundam Ragnarok." So this was the other student, interesting.

Name: Ragnarok 010
Type: Offensive, close-combat
Weapons: 1x Double-headed thermal axe
Shield Generators
2x straight knives
Thrusters
2x rockets

Une thought that the gundam resembled that of a dark knight, in a way, like the Talgeese. It was mostly black, with a little bit of green on the chest and eyes. Silently, she handed back the file.

"Quite impressive, My Excellency." Une stated simply. They might, just might have a chance at beating those dratted gundam pilots now. "Exactly my thoughts, Lady. Now I have a job for you. I need you to go and find these pilots, and bring them to me. I have some specific briefing for them." He smiled, and turned to look out of the window.

"Breathe easy Lady, we now have our own team." Une walked out of his office, and began the prepartations for rounding up the new recruits for the team that would bring the downfall of the Gundam Pilots.

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* Del is not me, she's just a character I made up
* Fox is me, self-insertion ::grins:: get used to her
* Wolverine Claws-like the type Wolverine from the X-men has
* Lezales is my friend, ::grins:: get used to him too

SO? Please send me your comments, and any feedback! What did you think, should I continue it?! Please tell me: dkaz02@aol.com Thanks!