Revenge is not something I normally condone, I want to make that clear, but seeing Lady Une on that vidscreen, wearing that rose... Roses, all flowers for that matter, can be very symbolic, as for the rose, any way one interprets that, it still does not meld with the principals of OZ. And there, was that OZ representative, who killed my father-foster father, I mean-without a thought. The woman had no morals, you can't just kill someone because they don't think the way you do. It's wrong, period. I think when I saw that rose I began to really think about pacifism for the first time.

The idea that all conflicts can be settled peacefully, with words rather than weapons just seemed so, I guess the word would be 'nice.' It seemed like a nice idea. So many horrible things had come from wars and fighting, what bad thing could possibly come from peace? I am a Peacecraft, I had to make a stand for peace.

The dress I wore to the party was fancier, prettier and all around more sophisticated than the blue party dress I wore on my birthday. It felt better, somehow, like now I really was a princess. Or as Duo put it, Queenie.

Being a sheltered 15 year old, I hadn't accounted for many variables. Immediately, I encountered something I hadn't counted on: my lack of an invite. I couldn't expect to just waltz into a political soiree, even if I was a member of a fallen monarchy. Luckily, my way in came in the form of an old man, who knew who I was. Once inside, he told me I looked so much like my mother-my biological mother-that he knew I was a surviving Peacecraft by just looking at me.

It turned out that he was a close friend of my real families, so much to the point that he could have been a surrogate uncle or cousin, if my parents wanted. We eventually just decided that we would say he was my grandfather. To this day, I consider that kind old man to be my grandfather.

I stood close to him for most of the evening, until the person I had came to see approached. Lady Une, still wearing that damned rose on her jacket. Inwardly, I smirked. Perfect. Grandfather didn't like the OZ representative wearing a rose anymore than I did, he even asked her to take it off, but she didn't, which worked well for me. I scowled at the Lady.

"This is for my father!" I screamed, pulling a gun out of the folds of my gown. I aimed quickly and fired. The rose exploded in a shower of petals, but Lady Une remained unharmed, as I intended. Shooting the flower was symbolic, as was the flower itself, shooting a person would be hypocritical of me.

I took off at run, thankful that I had the common sense to wear flats, and tried my best to get away. As I ran, my thoughts turned to Heero, someone who had died because of me. Was being responsible for Heero's death and yet refusing to kill Lady Une hypocritical of me? I didn't know then, and I still don't know now.

I do know that at that moment, I came to believe in pacifism; innocent souls are wiped out because of war and pacifism and peace are the first, and perhaps only, steps to stopping war, once and for all.

As I ran and contemplated peace, I left the building a ran outside, Lady Une's honor guard were after me, and I couldn't get caught. Dodging into a alley proved to be a mistake, as I ran to the outside, three mobile suits were there, waiting for me. I swallowed hard, afraid, but refusing to compromise my principals as the pilots emerged. Tow of them pointed guns at me, but I didn't back away from them. Not this time.

"Stop!" A woman wearing an Alliance uniform skidded to a stop just behind the OZ pilots on a motor cycle. The four argued about my fate, until the woman said that her orders came from his Excellency. Grudgingly, the OZ soldiers left, leaving me with the woman.

She climbed off of her motorcycle and bowed slightly, introducing herself as Lucrazia Noin, she was here to help me in the name of the Sank Kingdom, and Milliardo Peacecraft. The way she said his name, I knew she was an aquantice of my brother, and that the best way to find him would be to go with her.

Within four hours, I was returned to the land of my birth. Miss Noin, as I now called her, had given me a crash course in the history of the Sank Kingdom, the Peacecrafts and pacifism. Apparently, she had began to doubt war as an acceptable means of solving a dispute after a Gundam pilot had killed her Alliance trainees. I hoped it wasn't Duo. She described the pilot at my request, but it occurred to me that I had only seen Duo once, front view only, and he had been covered head to toe in loose black clothing, I didn't think I would recognize him if he wore something different, so Miss Noin's account of the pilot's appearance did nothing to ease my fears that Shinigami had been responsible for so many lives. Of course, with a 'name' like Shinigami, it was pretty much a given that he was responsible for some deaths.

One thing Miss Noin avoided was talking about my brother. She never once mentioned Milliardo, even when she spoke off the fall of the monarchy, and I know Milliardo survived. I just met Miss Noin and she had already told me more than I could have imagined, so I decided against making any demands for information concerning him. I felt confidant that Miss Noin would tell me when I needed to know.

Soon, she told me, I would take the throne of the Kingdom of Sank. Queenie, I thought with an inward smirk.

Once I was sucure in the concepts of pacifism and had significant knowledge of my country, it was time for my debut to the Earth's Sphere Alliance. The Alliance was made up of leaders of the various nations of the Earth, they also had control over the colonies, but didn't give the colonists much say over their governing. The colonists were often subjected to indignities and the people were treated as third class citizens. OZ, a faction of the Alliance that dealt with weapons and military, was thought by the colonists to be trying to shatter the Alliance, and then they could take over the Earth and turn the colonies into weapons manufacturing plants. It is unknown what would happen to the people of the colonies if such a thing were to happen. With OZ gaining power, it is doubtful anyone but the pacifists, who do not want to see massive weapons malfunctioning plants, are trying to stop OZ's rise to power.

Except the Gundams, waging a private war of there own against the Alliance and OZ, who betrayed their homes and fellow colonists, the four Gundam pilots will do whatever it takes to wipe out those who will destroy them. We have different motives, but the Gundams and the pacifists are on the same side. Our common goal: stop OZ, and their followers. I just hope we can do it.

There were so many people, no familiar faces at the Alliance base. Only Noin and myself. The elder members of the Alliance were arguing over tactics, many of them siding with Treize Khushrenada, the leader of OZ. It just was so...wrong. What were they trying to do to their fellow human beings? And the worst part of all was that they didn't understand the Gundam pilots at all! They were using Duo and the others as reasons to speed up weapons production. They thought the Gundams were trying to start a full scale war. No, the Gundams are fighting for peace, human rights and the dignity of their fellow man.

"All of you are very mistaken," I said, to the OZ supporters, "and the Gundams will soon rectify your mistakes." From where I stood on the podium, I could see Miss Noin shaking her head. Telling the leaders of the world that they are wrong, defiantly not the smartest thing I'd ever done.

Author Notes: I always wonder how Little Miss Peace could possibly be on the same side as the shot-em-up Gundams, but as I wrote this I think I understood better. Second, I don't know what the Alliance, OZ, Treize Faction or White Fang's motives are in the show, so I just made some stuff up and hoped I got it pretty close.