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A/N: Okay please bear with this chapter I have to set things up for the story line and I promise that I will have a lot o in the next chapter. Once again flamed will be put out by .what else.. oh yeah I wanted to say thank you to my reviewers individually.. so.

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SNOW AND BLOOD

Chapter 2

The weather was so beautiful, a clam sunny day sent reflections off the main ESUN building. But inside was a different story. Relena, the former Queen of the World, the Sanc Kingdom's lost princess, and currently the Vice Foreign Minister, and currently royally pissed off . 'I should have known that this was going to be bad day when Heero showed up for bodyguard duty.' Thought Relena irritably.

Her usual guard, the fun loving God of Death himself was not on guard duty today. And, this meeting was not improving her spirit at all. She glanced around the room at some of the most powerful head political figures of both the earth and the colonies. Relena had helped almost these entire figureheads get into office, it was her doing and right now she couldn't believe what she was hearing. The only outward emotion giving the inclination that she was seething with anger was a slight shake off her well-manicured hands, and a tightening of her jaw. There were only a few people in the god given universe that could read her emotions pretty readily. One of them was standing just outside the meeting room door.

'Probably having all the girls in the building going all starry eyed at him too. Oh well, it's none of my concern anyway.' Thought Relena solemnly.

Heero watched as some female workers in the building gave him sly looks as they passed by the hallway. His left eyebrow raised as the only indication that he noticed their stares, he was one that was not oblivious to his looks, but did not like the attention he received. He closed his eyes, allowing them a moment of rest and heaved a heavy sigh. Lady Une had called him to protect Relena. Duo, his close comrade and fellow war buddy had been assigned elsewhere today so Lady Une had pulled him out of fieldwork in order to protect the Vice Foreign Minister. Not that he didn't mind, he considered Relena a friend; of course, it would only be voiced in his head, he wasn't exactly the type to say frivolous things. But orders were orders. Sometimes he wondered if he ever had a purpose when he wasn't given a mission to complete. This world with out fighting was still new to him, since the only thing he really new how to do involved blood shed. Heero moved off the wall he was leaning against, and glanced toward the doors that only opened for the highest-ranking officials.

'They should be finished soon.' Thought Heero. 'This is boring.' He let the selfish thought go through his mind before he squelched it.

Inside the meeting the tensions were running high.

"What your proposing is ludicrous! Wanting to pass a law that allows the reconstruction of a government that resembles communism back in reign. Allowing a police force to have the power of punishing people as they see fit, like giving a murderer a gun. Striping everyone of their rights and allowing the police to execute them on the street as they see fit is not being ruled by a strong hand, it's being ruled by fear." Relena harshly spoke to the delegates.

The colony president of L-2, Justin Le Blanc, a handsome young man with gray eyes and sand colored hair spoke up as well.

"I agree with the Vice Foreign Minister, this is too hasty a decision. I think there should be a better solution to control the mass of people.."

Hearing the young L-2 presidents words calmed Relena down, pressing her fingers to her temple she tried to keep the raging migraine at bay.

".Maybe splitting into five different governments?" Justin spoke quietly.

Goodland shook his head, his double chin swaying with his head's movement.

"No, it will not work. You do remember Mr. Leblanc, splitting the governments was how the wars started in the first place. Each with their own idea of right and wrong."

Justin adverted his eyes to the table.

"But the people are different now, they understand the meeting of what it was we were fighting for. I don't think your giving them enough credit." Came the timid voice of Justin.

Relena's eyes softened at Justin's unwavering support. He reminded her so much of herself when she started this treacherous road of politics. She turned back to the politicians.

"Gentlemen, as long as I'm in power this law will not pass. And if I'm not correct you will need ninety-nine percent of the council's vote. So I bid you all good day, this meeting is adjourned" Relena stood up to leave the room, the stress getting to her.

'I want to get into some sweats, and read a good book to forget about this atrocious day' thought Relena.

Senator Goodland spoke quickly before the delegates left the room.

"Well then perhaps the only way for this law to pass is to get rid of that one percent."

Audible gasps were heard from around the room. Justin's face was nothing short of furious.

"What exactly are you saying Goodland!"

Relena turned her head slowly to look at the smirk on Goodland's face, his eyes promising something to her.

"Are you threatening me, Senator Goodland?" Spoke Relena in a quiet but dangerous tone.

"Why no, Vice Foreign Minister, I'm just stating the obvious." Ground out the Senator.

Relena's brow furrowed in concentration as walked toward the exit.

"Damn it!"

Midi yelled slamming her hand down on the cool metal table, as she stared at the computer with animosity. Sighing she leaned back into the worn, and scuffed up chair. Taking a moment to look around the abandoned jail through the guard's office.

'This place sure hasn't changed..humph.. as if it would.' Midi thought bitterly.

The grimy surface was everywhere and just down the hall the wind howled through gently pushing chains attached to cell walls, it brought back such horrid memories.

'No, I can't think about that now, there isn't much time.' Midi thought as she stood up, wrapping the coat more tightly around her, but still the chill came through her layers of clothing.

'You just could never get warm enough in this place.' She thought.

Midi reached under her coat and behind her back to find the cold metal of her .40 Smith and Wesson. Cocking it once, she pulled the trigger. The computer didn't stand a chance; completely destroyed it removed any trace of what she was looking for on the hard drive.

'Another dead end.' Sighed Midi.

Putting the gun away she started walking towards the exit, her footsteps and the occasional condensation dripping off the wall and ceiling echoing though the jail. Once outside she barely glanced at the sign hanging on the spiked gate before pushing it violently open, it made a horrible screeching sound in protest to the violent movement. The sign 'Facility Closed Due to Inhuman Practices' slapping against the bars.