Wings of A Lost Moon by Comet~Princess and Tide

Disclaimer: We don´t own anything but the story idea. Enough said.

CP´s AN: Hey everyone! Yes, I know all the readers of Silent Waltz is waiting for that, and I´m really sorry it´s taken so long. But the story´s just not cooperating with me. *sigh* I did promise SilverRay-chan I´ll have it out by Christmas, so I´ll be working on that. Anyways, while watching Gundam X, I couldn´t help but think what would happen if the G-Wing boys had someone like Tifa Adil on their side, hence this story. ^_^ My brother here will be helping me co-write this. Hope you enjoy!

Tide´s AN: Uh…hi everyone. Well, as you can see, I´m new. Yes, so bear with me, at least until I get used to writing. I always did enjoy reading other people´s fics, just never had the confidence to start my own =). Thus, the first one will be co-written with my sister, who you all know so well. Support is my key thing, so this first part won´t have much of my style. Hope you enjoy our co-planned idea =)!

Special thanks to the GW archive for their episode summaries, since we certainly don´t remember everything that happened in one episode. Also to SilverRay-chan, who preread the first part of this. ^_^

Episode 1 - The Vision She Saw

Her sapphire blue eyes slowly opened, and she blinked rapidly. Looking around her, she gasped when she realized she was standing on nothing. All around, black surrounded her, and she realized she was in space.

But how? she thought to herself.

Suddenly, in the distance, she saw something. Unaware that she was using her will to move, her body slowly approached it. She could now make out the Earth, an airship, and two mobile suits. Her eyes widened when she saw that one of them was white and blue.

Wing Gundam.

She watched as the two mobile suits fell through the atmosphere of the planet, the redness of the heat surrounding them. . .

~*~*~*~*~

Many generations ago, humankind had a dream. They wanted to establish life on space colonies. However, the Romefellar Foundation, as an attempt to unite all independent notions, used military power to bring them under their control. The year is After Colony 195. A small rebellion plan, codename Operation Meteor, is about to begin. . .

~*~*~*~*

"Are you ready to go?" the voice of an old doctor asked someone sitting in the cockpit of what looked like a plane.

"Hn," came from the pilot. He wore a spacesuit with a helmet, his eyes taking in everything around him, yet showing nothing in return.

The old doctor nodded. "Then we shall begin-"

"Wait!!" came a girl´s voice from below the launching pad.

Both the doctor and the pilot looked to the owner of the voice. She was breathing heavily, as though she had run a long way. Her silver hair was falling out the thick braid in which she kept it. She wore a long sleeved, baby blue shirt that hung loosely over her white skirt. She looked up at them and smiled, her eyes lighting up when she realized that she had caught them before the pilot left.

She accessed the elevator platform next to the launching pad and ran up the plane.

"I´m so glad I caught you," she stated happily. "I can´t believe you were going to leave without saying goodbye."

The pilot grunted, and the doctor looked between them uncertainly. His student wasn´t supposed to be attached to anyone. Neither of them were supposed to be attached to anyone.

The girl turned to the doctor. "Could I have a quick moment? Please, Uncle J?" she begged.

The old doctor grumbled and agreed. "You have three minutes. Then, we have to launch." He walked to the elevator and made his way down to the control panel.

As soon as he was out of earshot, the pilot spoke up. "What is it?" his voice was emotionless, but the girl could detect the slightest twinge of worry in it.

She turned to him, suddenly very serious. "I had a dream last night," she began. "No, not a dream, a vision."

He stared at her. "You haven´t had them in a long time," he commented.

She nodded her agreement. "That´s why it´s important," she concluded.

He gave her a nod, a silent prompt to continue.

"In space, near the Earth," she started, "I saw an airship. Then I saw Wing Gundam fighting against another mobile suit, and they fell through the atmosphere."

He gave another nod of acknowledgement. "I´ll look out," he responded. He cast a glance in the direction of the control panel, and saw a signal from the old doctor. He turned back to his companion.

"Time´s up," he stated.

"Will I see you again?" she questioned softly, taking a hold of his hand.

"I don´t know," he replied.

She nodded, then squeezed his hand gently before taking a step back. "Then take care," she said.

He turned his attention back to the cockpit and signaled the old doctor to begin the launch. As the rockets on the plane sent the vehicle blasting into space, he couldn´t help but look back once. "Goodbye, Usagi."

She smiled again, turning to walk back to her room in the hidden base. "Bye, Heero."

~*~*~*~*~

In a commercial shuttle, a girl with blond hair sat in her seat, staring out the window. Her train of thoughts was interrupted by the sound of an announcer´s voice over the intercom.

"Mr. Darlian, please fasten your seatbelt. We will be reentering the atmosphere very soon."

The man sitting next to the girl nodded and did as the announcer said. He then turned to the girl. "What´s the matter Relena?" he asked, noticing the unhappy look on his daughter´s face. "You don´t want to go back to Earth?"

"No, I don´t," the girl snapped. She turned her attention back to the window.

Her father sighed. "I´m sorry I´m taking you from place to place all the time, but it´s my job," he replied.

"I understand," Relena said, fastening her seatbelt as well. "But try to make a longer commitment next time."

From the corner of her eye, Relena suddenly spotted a glint outside her window. Turning quickly, she tried to see what it was. "Father," she called. "What is that?"

Mr. Darlian frowned to himself as he spotted what his daughter was pointing at.

"It looks like it´s also reentering," Relena commented, to both herself and her father.

"Operation Meteor?" Mr. Darlian questioned softly to himself.

"Huh?" Relena turned to him, confusion showing on her face.

~*~*~*~*~

Somewhere near the Earth, an airship´s members ran around the control room, reporting news to their leader.

"Lieutenant Zechs!" one crew member called out, "There has just been a report regarding five meteors falling down to Earth."

A man sitting in a seat in the middle of the control room frowned. "Then tell me, why is it that they´re all falling into the atmosphere at reentry level?" he asked.

"I. . ." the soldier said sheepishly.

"It must be the colonies´ Operation M," another soldier started, "It´s just like headquarters told us."

"How many within our radar´s range?" Lieutenant Zechs asked, giving a quick nod of confirmation to the second soldier´s outburst.

"Just one," a crew member called out.

Zechs glanced at the radar and stood up from his chair. "Prepare the Aries," he commanded. "We shall investigate what this is all about."

~*~*~*~*~

"Seven minutes to reentry," Heero muttered to himself. "Right on time."

A sudden beeping on his Gundam´s computer caught his attention.

"A commercial shuttle?" he asked aloud. His fingers moved automatically to activate the buster rifle, snapping into soldier mode. "An obstacle to reentry must be eliminated."

Another beeping turned his attention away, and he realized that he was being tailed by a few mobile suits.

"Aries," he muttered as he sorted through his mental encyclopedia of OZ and mobile suits. He gave a slight start as he recalled what Usagi had said.

Then I saw Wing Gundam fighting against another mobile suit, and they fell through the atmosphere.

"I have no intention of being discovered by OZ or the Romefellar Foundation," he mumbled. He glanced at the commercial shuttle. It would be best if he let them go for now. First, he had to take care of a larger problem. He typed a few commands into the keypad, changing his original course.

Right now, I don´t have a choice.

~*~*~*~*~

"Lieutenant Zechs, the plane in front of us has just changed its course," one soldier annouced through the vid-com to his comrades.

The second soldier stated, "That´s suicidal! Nothing can endure the heat of reentry at that speed!"

"It looks as though it has better technology than we thought," Zechs replied. "I first thought it was smuggling weapons down to Earth, but this . . ."

Suddenly, before the three pilots of Aries suits´ eyes, the plane´s parts started to shift. In another thirty seconds, they were facing a white and blue mobile suit with a gleaming green sphere in its chest.

"What is this?" the first soldier asked.

"The colonies´ secret weapon," was Zechs´ answer just as a shot from the new mobile suit turned his two fellow Aries to dust.

This kind of power. . . just what are you?

Zechs gripped the controller on the Aries and charged it forwards, sending both itself and the mysterious mobile suit plummeting towards the Earth. Making sure that the Aries had a good grip, he signaled the airship to come to his aid, and ejected himself before he fell through the atmosphere as well.

As he settled himself into his seat in the control room of the airship, he couldn´t help but wonder about the pilot of such a powerful suit. What kind of person would he be?

"Lieutenant!" one the crew members called out. "We have analyzed the data from your fight with the suit. It appears that its armor is made of gundanium alloy."

Zechs nodded. "So that´s a Gundam," he said to himself. He looked at the image of where his Aries had pushed the Gundam into the Earth´s atmosphere. "It´s too bad the pilot couldn´t have survived the impact of hitting the water anyway."

~*~*~*~*~

Heero gritted his teeth as the red heat surrounded him. So her prediction came true after all, not that he ever had a doubt. She was always right on her visions. He quickly dropped the buster rifle he held in one hand and reached for the beam saber. In two quick slashes, the Aries exploded to bits.

He glanced quickly behind him, and noted that if he went to retrieve his weapon, he would crash into the water. Making a split second decision, he activated bird-mode on his control pad. Wing Gundam changed back into its plane form just in time to skim the water surface, creating a giant wave that crashed into the towns on the shore.

Heero brought out the map of the Earth onto his computer, and started to fly towards his destination. The buster rifle would have to wait, considering his Gundam functioned rather poorly underwater.

~*~*~*~*~

A girl with blond and two braids on either side of her head walked down an empty sidewalk. On her left was a road, and on her right was a high wire fence, blocking her way down to a beach.

Suddenly, she stopped walking. In frustration, she yelled, "Father, don´t you care about my birthday? I wish this was a movie, so I can run away!"

A pink limousine drove up next to her, and stopped. The window rolled down and an old man with graying hair smiled at her from the driver´s seat. "Ride home, Miss Relena?" he asked kindly.

The girl put on a smile in return and climbed into the car. "Father sent you?" she asked.

The man didn´t reply, simply drove in the direction of a mansion.

Blinking, Usagi opened her eyes. Another one. Since that first vision she saw with Wing Gundam, she´s been having them whenever she slept. Some were so cryptic that she didn´t understand what they were trying to tell her. Actually, most of them were. She sighed. She thought she had learned to control them a few years ago. If she can´t control them, that meant they must have stopped by themselves. So why come back now? Was it because Operation Meteor was finally put in action?

Usagi gripped the sheets on her bed tightly. She wished her confidant was still around for her to talk to. He didn´t say anything to her most of the time, but she often found comfort in his presence, even if she was just watching him fix his Gundam.

"Well, Uncle J, I hope you understand me as well as he did," she sighed as she went in search of the old doctor.

~*~*~*~*~

An elegantly dressed man raised an eyebrow at the man standing in front of him. "You lost three mobile suits? That´s unusual for you, Zechs," he murmured as he walked around the room, putting on the pins of his blue uniform.

"The enemy mobile suit was made of gundanium alloy," Zechs responded calmly.

"Really?" the man´s interest was now perked. "A Gundam?"

"Most likely," Zechs confirmed. "The Romefellar Marine is looking for it in the oceans."

The man shook his head. "The Foundation just doesn´t pay enough attention to the colonies," he said. "If we had been with OZ from the start, this wouldn´t have happened."

After a thoughtful moment, he added, "You´re sure it´s in the ocean?"

"It was pinned by an Aries as it plummeted into the atmosphere," Zechs answered.

"Yes, but that doesn´t mean it fell in," the man replied. "No matter, I´ll send you with an underwater force to investigate. Time is of the essence. We mustn´t provoke Romefellar."

"Yes, sir," Zechs replied as the other man walked out of the room.

The man walked down the hall and entered a room barred by a set of large wooden doors. He was greeted by many faces of political leaders. He gave a slight bow of respect before one of the leaders around the table spoke up.

"Colonel Treize, we are aware that your men lost three mobile suits as they tried to take down a fighter upon reentry," he announced.

Treize glanced at the man. "Is that a large problem, General Septum?" he questioned. "We have prevented the conspiracy of the space colonies. Isn´t that what is important?"

"You have wasted precious resources!" General Septum barked, slamming a fist down on the table.

"Are we still talking about mobile suits? Or does you statement actually include military personnel as well?" Treize retorted.

"Don´t play with me!" Septum replied angrily.

"Please, please!" another political leader stood up. "Be more careful next time, Colonel Treize."

Treize nodded. "Understood," he responded.

"Now, the meeting today is to discuss the prevention of the colonies forming an alliance."

~*~*~*~*~

Heero walked up to a large building, scanning the area quickly with his eyes. This was it, according to the map in his computer. He walked up to the entrance and found the office.

"I would like to register as a student," he said to the secretary behind the desk.

The woman looked up with a start. She was met by icy Prussian blue eyes that gave her chills. They were half hidden by the messy brown hair that fell into them. In addition, he had just addressed her in the most emotionless voice she´s ever heard. It was as though he was devoid of being able to feel at all.

Dumbly, she handed him a form to fill out, which he did in less than five minutes. Silently, he gave it back to her, and she quickly registered him as a student.

"Your tuition fee is-" she stopped when she chose to look at him as she spoke. "Um . . ."

"It´ll be paid later," he replied to her unasked question.

She nodded and signaled the other secretary to give him a uniform. "And show him to room 513," she added uneasily.

The other woman looked as uncomfortable as she did. But she nodded and turned to the boy in front of them. "If you´ll follow me," she stated.

~*~*~*~*~

A black mobile suit sent its scythe careening through another mobile suit before it propelled itself forward. Just as it reached the outskirts of the military base it was at, the entire base blew up into pieces.

A boy with his chestnut coloured hair tied in a braid and indigo eyes grinned from the cockpit of said mobile suit as he looked as his handiwork.

"This is Duo," he said into the transmission on his suit´s computer. "Primary mission complete. Now, should I play with the remaining Leos for awhile?"

~*~*~*~*~

In a spaceport in another part of the world, alarms ran off and the soldiers scrambled to get into position.

"What´s going on?" one of the soldiers shouted.

"We´re being attacked!" another answered as he tried to get into his mobile suit.

The two flew out of the base towards the enemy just as the base blew up into pieces.

"Over there!" the first soldier called out.

In front of them was another mobile suit, a red and white one, and it was rapidly shooting down the green Leos. In its cockpit, a young man with brown hair and bangs so long that it covered half of his face looked up at the remaining two Leos in front of him.

"Those who see a Gundam should not live to tell about it," he recited as his green eyes glinted. "Those are my orders."

The gatling gun was raised, and the remaining two Leos as well as their pilots perished with the base.

"The base was destroyed," the pilot of the Gundam announced. "The record is 1 . . . let´s say Trowa for now."

~*~*~*~*~

A troop of mobile suits walked through an Arabian desert. The sandstorm around them was slowly worsening.

"Are you sure this is the right area?" one soldier asked.

A thundering sound reached their ears, and they were greeted with another troop of mobile suits, obviously not their own. In the middle, one stood out. It was gray, black, and white, and carried a large pair of heat shotels.

"It´s a trap!" the leader yelled as they tried to retreat.

A blond haired boy sitting in the cockpit of the mobile suit in the middle opened a transmission between himself and the leader of the enemy troop. "Drop your weapons and surrender. I have no wish to hurt you," he commanded.

The face of the enemy leader tightened, and he opened fire. Within a short time, he had two scars courtesy of the heat shotels. As it blew up, the rest of his group attacked the remaining mobile suits.

"This is Quatre. The leader´s suit has been destroyed," he reported. "Why didn´t you surrender?"

~*~*~*~*~

In mainland China, a white, red, and blue mobile suit stood overlooking the flames from a military base.

"I´m Wufei, and I shall be the bringer of justice," a young man with black hair and eyes announced from the cockpit.

~*~*~*~*~

Zechs walked onto his airship and addressed the soldiers around him.

"The sea troops are taking such a long time!" one crew member complained aloud.

"Be patient," Zechs replied. "They´ll be here soon. Meanwhile, I think there´s something here that you´ll be interested in. This was taken from a spy plane before it was shot down."

He held up a picture of a mobile suit, and the soldiers gathered around.

"It looks like the one from this morning," one soldier commented.

Zechs nodded. "There has also been reports of three destroyed bases as well as an army that was lost in the desert," he added.

The soldiers around him stared in shock. "There´s five Gundams in all?!"

"It seems that way," Zechs replied. "It looks as though we are the only ones lucky enough to have seen a Gundam and are able to tell about it."

~*~*~*~*~

A group of girls wearing maroon and white school uniforms gathered around a schoolyard and chatted among themselves.

"Isn´t it such a shame that Miss Relena wouldn´t be here on the first day of school?" one asked.

"She just got home yesterday, that´s why," a second replied.

A third nodded. "I wish my father was wealthy and I could go to space."

All of a sudden, the chattering in the schoolyard stopped, and the girls turned to look at the entrance of the schoolyard. There stood Relena, her uniform crisp, her head held high. She smiled at the students around her. "Good morning, everyone," she greeted.

The other students smiled at her and followed her lead into the classroom. As she settled into her seat, she couldn´t help but wish there was something in her life. She didn´t know what she wanted, but she knew that something was missing. Her train of thoughts was broken by the sound of the teacher´s voice.

"Good morning, class," she said. "Today, we have a new student. Would you please introduce yourself?" She gestured to a boy beside her.

"Heero Yuy," he announced in complete monotone.

Relena looked into his icy eyes, and she felt a shiver go through her. This boy positively radiated an aura of danger, and she suddenly felt that she had to know him. Somehow, just upon seeing him for the first time, the void in her heart was calling out. She smiled kindly when he sat down beside her.

"Good morning, I´m Relena Darlian," she introduced herself.

To her surprise, the boy didn´t even look at her. He merely stared ahead of him at the teacher as the lesson began. Relena couldn´t help but feel hurt at his reaction, or lack thereof. Why was he so cold? She was curious, and intrigued. He appeared to be everything she wasn´t, and everything she wanted in her life. She didn´t even realize that she had spent the entire lesson pondering the mystery that was Heero Yuy until the bell rang, signaling the end of class.

Immediately, she was surrounded by her friends, all wanting to welcome her back.

"Miss Relena, who is going to your birthday party this year?" one girl asked enthusiastically.

"All of you," she answered, "and most of the other students at the school as well."

"What do you think about inviting the new boy?" another girl spoke up.

Relena´s face lit up. "That´s a great idea! We´ll welcome him to the school," she stated. "Do you know where he went?"

"I think one of the guys saw him go up to the roof," was the reply.

"Alright, then let´s go and invite him," Relena announced, standing up from her seat and leading a group of students to the roof.

~*~*~*~*~

Mission, hack into the school computer, Heero thought as he ran through his list of things to do. He stared into the horizon, past the green forest of trees that surrounded the school. So this is Earth-

He was interrupted by the sound of clapping behind him. He slowly turned to see his entire class standing there. In the middle of the group stood the girl that had introduced herself as Relena Darlian.

"Hello," she greeted him with a smile, holding out a piece of paper to him. "I´m having a birthday party tomorrow night. I hope you can come."

Heero gave a precarious look at the piece of paper. He took it, and without a second thought, ripped it into shreds. Ignoring the look of shock and hurt on Relena´s face, as well as the ones of disbelief on the other students´, he walked away and down the stairs.

Usagi, do you know what will happen as a result of Operation Meteor? Can you still predict the future, the way you used to be able to?

End of Episode 1.

CP´s AN: Please review and tell us what you thought, so we know whether it´ll be worth our while to keep posting. Thanks! ^_^