“NOOO!!” Quatre’s voice echoed through my mind for the 17th time today. [pause] wait,
I should start from the beginning... [sigh] Well, Quatre, Duo and I were on a mission, we
were ordered, well more of, asked for the mission. We were supposed to destroy the
Mobile Dolls heading toward the colonies. We got there in time. But they weren’t Mobile
Dolls, they were men in Mobile Suits trying to destroy the colonies.

   “What do they think they’re doing?!” Duo exclaimed.

   “Shh! They’ll hear you over the radio...” Quatre hushed.

   There was a big sigh, then silence.

   I was worried, I tried to figure out who they were working for. Either OZ or for Zechs.
uugh! I hate it when I can’t figure out who’s who and who works for who! I-- n-no n-not
again..... please no more of this. I begged myself. I started to shiver violently. I
shuddered. Quatre heard me.

   “Trowa? Are you all right?” he asked with a hint of worry in his voice and lots of
concern.

  “Y-yeah, I-I’m fine. Just a cold draft, that’s all.” I told him, “Nothing to worry about.” I
said and faked a laugh. Not good! Now they’ll think I’m faking for sure! I shouted at
myself.

  “Trowa... please-- AIYA!!!” Quatre didn’t finish, a Taurus Mobile Suit attacked Quatre
with no warning.

  “Quatre!” Both Duo and I shouted.

  “Nngh, I-I’m okay. Let’s get ‘im.” Quatre said as Gundam Sandrock regained it’s
balance.

  “Good idea.” Duo said and grinned. “I’ll give ‘im a taste of my DeathScythe!” Duo said
and attacked.

***
   “Sir! Gundam 02 and 03 are here along with Gundam 04!” a female officer reported.

   “Get Gundam Epyon ready to go. Now!” a man said. She nodded.

***
   “aiya, these, ugh! the Mobile Suits have the upper hand! They’re too many of them! And
they’re a lot stronger than they were!” Quatre shouted.

   “I get what you mean, lets get before were beat!” Duo said.
   “Too late now...” a deep low voice came up on the radio.

   “Huh!?” all of us said at once.

   “It’s the Epyon!” Duo said in alarm.

   “Zechs... I should have known.” I said.

   “Yes your right Trowa Barton. Now you three shall parish!!” Zechs shouted and attacked
Trowa.

   “NOOO!!” Quatre shouted and got in front of me.

   “No! Quatre!” I shouted, “I’m not worth your life don’t do it!”

   “Yes your are Trowa! I won’t let anyone hurt you!” Quatre said standing his ground.

   Zechs started laughing and he spead toward Gundam Sandrock.

   “Ahh!” Quatre cried before Epyon slammed into Sandrock. Quatre slams his head against
the controls. Quatre groaned then looked up to see Epyon slash at Sandrock with the
whip type weapon. Quatre gasped and the whip came down across Sandrocks chest. It
came down again. Quatre used the stickle-like weapons and stopped the whip but it cut
the stickle in two.

  “Haha! You can’t win Sandrock!” Zechs said.

   Both Duo and I were shocked watching the fight, frozen where we were. We couldn’t
move, do anything about it. No, Quatre.... I said in my mind.

   Epyon took out the light saber sword and thrusted it through Sandrock.

   “Good-bye my Sandrock. Thank-you for being so helpful. I’m am eternally grateful, my
Sandrock.” Quatre whispered.

   Sandrock stalled long enough for Quatre to exit. When it knew that Quatre was far
enough away from the Gundam it exploded. Quatre fell unconscious in deep space. Duo
and I woke from the hypnotism and found Sandrock was gone and Quatre was floating in
outer-space.

   “Quatre.... why? Why did you do it, it wasn’t your fight... Damn it! Quatre No!” I
shouted. I flew over to Quatre lifeless body, I put on my space helmet and exited the
Gundam to get Quatre. I grabbed a hold of him and pulled him toward Gunma
Heavyarms. “Quatre... Quatre wake up, please!” I pleaded. I bit my lip holding back
tears. I looked into the clear part of the helmet. Blood ran down Quatre’s face. “Quatre,
please, be okay...” I said quietly.

   “aw, how sad, looks like Sandrocks down, Heavyarms and DeathScythe to go.” Zechs
said.

   “I won’t be that easy to defeat, Zechs.” I said in a deep low voice and re-entered my
Gundam, I set Quatre down behind my seat. “I’ll hurry and get rid of him, so we can get
you to a hospital.” I reassured Quatre. I turned to Zechs. “Your going down!!” I shouted.

   It took hours of fighting. Zechs and I went at it for 6 hours straight. Duo watched the
whole time, I told him not to interfear, or he’d be fighting me next. He listened and
stayed out of it.

   Two hours later, Zechs took off. Duo, Quatre and I were free to go. And we did. We
arrived at the complex, Wufei and Heero greeted us, well Wufei did, Heero just kinda
stood there probably wondering if we finished out mission since it took 9 hours. Duo
jumped out of Gundam DeathScythe and hurried over to my Gundam to help. I was
bleeding pretty bad, but Quatre was injured worse than I. I jumped down.

   “Trowa! What happened?!” Miss Noin asked coming out of the complex.

   “W-we fought Zechs. Quatre, he took the brunt of the fight, and Sandrock was
destroied.” I said, “We fought off Zechs, he took off and we returned here.” I bowed my
head and looked at Quatre.

   “Here, lemme help you.” Miss Noin insisted reaching for Quatre. I jerked away from her.

   “No.” I said and left them with confused expressions on their faces. I entered the
complex and several people insisted on helping, I gave the silent treatment and continued
on to the medical center. I entered and the Doctor jumped to his feet seeing me and
Quatre.

   “What happened?” He asked.

   “No time for details, Quatre needs help. I can wait.” I told him. He nodded and led me
into a room and told me to set Quatre down on the operating table.

   “Oh dear, he has a concussion, a sever one, that can lead to coma.” he said.

   “no... quatre...” I said quietly and held his hand tightly in mine. \You had better stay with
me Quatre.\ I said to myself. I held the lifeless hand for a long time till the doctor ordered
me to go into the next room and get treated. I nodded and gave Quatre’s hand a squeeze
before I let it go. I left the room.

***
   “Sit down here.” Sally told me. I listened and sat down. She got a wet rag and began
cleaning the open cuts. “Now tell me, what happened up there?” she asked.

   I sighed then began to tell her about the fight.
***

   I finished telling her and she looked over her shoulder at me while getting some stitch
thread and a needle.

   “Some fight... Do you think Quatre will wake up?” she asked.

   “I don’t think I know he will.” I said and scowled at her. She frowned and walked over to
me with the thread and started to stitch up my cut.

   “I hope your right, Trowa.” Sally said.

   I looked down at my feet. I hope I’m right too Sally. I thought.