A/N: Hello everyone. This is my newest story, which I have started just recently. Please read the full summary below in order to get some ideas of what is to come. Now, enjoy!

Summary

Cagalli Yula Attha has taken quite a turnabout on the PLANTs. It started out as a harmless visit to her half-brother, Kira Yamato, and then turned full scale into a mysterious scandal. She was drawn into the plot the minute she set foot in the party, drawn into the inescapable webs that wove her into the lies, the pain, and the love. Now, along with the Chairman of the PLANTs, Athrun Zala, she stalks her hunter and finds love in the most unlikely of places: right beside her. Can she figure it all out before she is left for dead, or worse, barely alive? Athrun x Cagalli, Dearka x Miriallia and some Kira x Lacus.

Differences

-Cagalli didn't meet Athrun on the Archangel and she doesn't even know he exists.
-Even though they just met, Athrun and Cagalli form a quick bond, resulting from an unforeseen event that was supposed to happen in the past.
-Cagalli is Kira's half-sister, and a Natural.
-Lord Uzumi is still alive and well, yet he has been missing for some time.
-Athrun is the Chairman of the PLANTs and he was never engaged to Lacus Clyne; instead they are just close friends.
-The war between the Coordinators and the Naturals has ended, but conflict still weighs heavily on the peace treaty.
-Everyone who participated in the war in SEED still remembers everything, even though some of them didn't meet.
-And finally, some of the characters from Destiny are in this one, but none of this happens in the series. (Except for a few spoilers, but I shall warn you when they come up.)

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam SEED or Destiny. Enjoy!


Influence of the Fates
Chapter 1: Meeting Of Fate

Cagalli Yula Attha moved swiftly through the many halls inside the building. She just couldn't remember where the hell the party was supposed to be.

Cagalli wore black cargo pants and a white tank top, and her short blonde hair – falling just short of her shoulders – was pulled up in an elegant bun. As much as she hated to admit it, having people pamper her enough to make her look elegant made her feel wonderful. Her golden orbs peered around corners as she searched for any sign of life in the building.

Did Kira give me the wrong address? She thought frantically, rounding another corner.

She bit back a gasp upon seeing three men surrounding another. She pulled back to the corner and watched silently the man in the middle who seemed to be holding something in his fist.

For some reason, her heart began to flutter in her chest as she looked upon the blue/black haired man. He had the brightest, emerald eyes she had ever seen and she wondered what they looked like when they weren't so cold. He wore black pants and a olive green turtle neck shirt, and a golden chain was around his neck.

"Just give us the bag, asshole, and we'll leave you alone," said one of the hooded men.

"You think just because you asked so nicely that I'll hand it over?" said the blue-haired man, sarcasm evident in his voice.

A gun was pulled from the waistband of the closest man from Cagalli and she lunged forward, her mind racing. She didn't want to see him dead; something had been triggered inside her and she just had to act.

She tackled the one man to the ground and punched him hard in the temple. She then heard the shuffle of feet and someone grabbed a fist full of her hair, yanking her back. A cold blade was pressed to her throat and her eyes widened.

"Now who is this? Someone you know, Zala?" asked the hooded man.

The blue haired man froze – she presumed this was Zala – and stared at her as she was dragged across the floor to kneel in front of him.

"Give us the goddamn bag or the pretty blonde will be spending a few nights with me and the boys," he said, smiling down at Cagalli. He slowly drew his finger down her cheek and she suppressed a scream that had manifested in her throat.

Athrun Zala stared; eyes wide in fright as he felt something in his chest tighten, like he was looking at someone he should know. Then, the feeling spiralled into pain so intense that his brilliant, green eyes narrowed into slits.

"You let her go before I take that knife away from you and slit your throat," he snapped, eyes never leaving the young woman in front of him.

"You're not fast enough, Zala. So stop kidding around and give us the bag!"

Suddenly a voice rang out from down the hall, alerting them all. "Cagalli?" asked the voice.

"Kira!" shouted Cagalli before she could stop herself and she felt the knife dig into her flesh.

"Shut up, bitch! Unless you want to die right now," growled the man, kissing her temple. Again the urge to scream welled up in her throat but she ignored it. If Kira had heard her…

"What the hell is going on over here?" said Kira Yamato, rounding the corner and seeing his half-sister with a knife to her throat. His violet eyes narrowed and he moved forward, taking down the first man with a swift move of his hand.

"Come any closer and I'll slit her throat!" screamed the only remaining man. Cagalli noticed the hold loosen on her throat and grabbed the mans' wrist, cracking it. She then whirled away, knife in hand and stabbed the only place she knew wouldn't be fatal; or so she hoped. The man screamed in pain and fell to the floor, holding his crotch as the knife sunk deeper and blood poured onto the floor.

"That's for nicking my throat, bastard," she growled as she stood, feeling her throat. She then hit his temple and he was silenced. Kira rushed over after tossing down the other man, but someone grabbed her from behind, twirled her and hugged her tight.

"Thank you," said Athrun, grinning.

Cagalli blushed and pushed away from him, looking up. He was extremely handsome and she felt her heart once again bang against her ribcage in a hurried attempt to break free.

"I didn't even get the name of my saviour," said Athrun, looking deep into Cagalli's eyes. He broke the contact and then looked at Kira, who had appeared at Cagalli's shoulder. "Kira Yamato, it's been a while."

"Athrun Zala," he said nodding to him. Kira seemed to blink; realizing Cagalli was still there. "Oh, this is my half-sister, Cagalli Yula." Kira had sworn to Kisaka that he would personally keep the princess of Orb's identity a secret. " I take it she was the one that saved you?"

"She screamed 'No!' just before jumping one of the men and distracted them enough that I could get rid of the…" he looked at Cagalli, "the item I was carrying."

"I see."

"Why did you come looking for me?" asked Cagalli, moving closer to her brother. Athrun was triggering emotions inside her that she wasn't ready to deal with.

"You didn't come to the right floor, so I went up one floor and called your name. I did that on three floors before I came to this one. You know you're on the 8th floor?"

"What?" exclaimed Cagalli. "Oh God, Miriallia is going to kill me!"

Kira laughed and explained, "Miriallia is a little wrapped up so I don't think she noticed you weren't there."

"What do you mean?"

"Dearka Elsman," said both Kira and Athrun at the same time. They both burst out laughing and Cagalli flushed. Dearka had been after her best friend for years and it seemed he had finally gotten his hands on her.

"So, anyway, you coming Cagalli?" asked Kira, turning away.

"In a minute," she replied, eyeing Athrun.

"All right. Remember, we're on the 4th floor, not the 5th," laughed Kira.

"Yeah, yeah. I'll be down in a bit."

An awkward silence enveloped the two as Cagalli tried to think of what to ask. However, when she opened her mouth to speak, Athrun did before her.

"You're Kira's half-sister? Doesn't that make you a Coordinator?" asked Athrun, watching her with his eerie green eyes.

"No. I'm a Natural; Kira is the Coordinator. My mother was a Natural, while both Kira's parents were Coordinators. It was a fifty-fifty chance that I would be one too. But, seeing as I'm not, I don't see a point to this conversation," grumbled Cagalli, already irritated with this guy.

"So, why were those two men after you?" asked Cagalli.

"Athrun!" shouted a voice from behind Cagalli and she turned, only to be pushed down by a tall girl with long pink hair.

"Hello, Meer," sighed Athrun, prying himself away from the bubblegum haired woman.

"What are you doing out here? The party is four floors down, silly! And what are you doing talking to her?" asked Meer, shooting death glares at Cagalli.

Cagalli stood and brushed herself off. Seeing that they must be dating – a pang hit her heart – she turned and walked away.

"Cagalli! Wait!" shouted Athrun, managing – finally! – to pry Meer off of him.

"Don't you want to talk to your bubblegum princess?" hissed Cagalli, obviously irritated. She pushed the elevator button and quickly stepped inside. Athrun followed.

"Meer Campbell? Are you kidding? That woman gives me the creeps. She acts almost like Lacus, even sounds like her and is obsessed with trying to get me to go out with her," Athrun sighed.

"Oh, yes, the great Athrun Zala has it so hard!" muttered Cagalli sarcastically. Then she realized something. Athrun Zala…as in Chairman Athrun Zala. Oh shit!

Athrun was watching her with one of his eyebrows raised as her face went from sheer anger and annoyance to fear and panic.

Dear God I just spoke to the Chairman like he was an idiot! Kisaka is going to kill me once he hears this, Cagalli moaned into her hands and took a peak at the Chairman. He was smirking at her and she felt her temper rise.

"What the hell are you smirking at?" she growled, still in distress. She then clamped her mouth shut, cursing her quick temper.

"You just looked so cute, realizing who I was. You didn't think about my name and what it might imply until now, did you?" Athrun chuckled and Cagalli resisted the urge to strangle him, even though something told her she mustn't hurt a hair on his head.

"Well, if you had any brains you would have put two and two together to guess who I really –" Cagalli stopped mid-sentence and looked away, her mind working fast. She had almost told the Chairman who she really was! Damnit!

"Who you really…?" asked Athrun, curiosity evident in his voice. What she had said raced through his memory as he tried to remember every Cagalli Yula he had ever met. He remembered only one name, and that was Lord Uzumi's daughter, but he had never seen her nor talked to her in person.

The elevator dinged, signalling their floor and Cagalli quickly stepped out and raced down one hallway. Athrun caught up to her, firmly caught her elbow and dragged her in the opposite direction.

"Let go of me, you creep!" exclaimed Cagalli, and then quickly simmered down once she realized she was still with the Chairman. Kira, you fool, you didn't tell me he was Chairman Athrun Zala. Idiot!

"I'm bringing you to the party. It's this way, if you didn't know that already," smirked Athrun. Cagalli wanted to wipe that smirk off his face, but it disappeared the minute the elevator door opened and Meer stepped out.

"Damnit," Athrun steered Cagalli down another corridor and pushed her against the wall as Meer walked by, her eyes glaring daggers and her hands clenching and unclenching. She completely missed the two in the shadows and carefully smoothed down her oh-so-revealing outfit before opening a door and stepping inside.

"Jesus. It's enough that she looks like Lacus, but does she have to always throw herself at me like I'm some type of model?" growled Athrun, oblivious to the fact that a very red-faced, blonde girl was pressed against the wall by his weight. She was unsuccessfully trying to push him away, but he was too absorbed in his own thoughts.

Cagalli couldn't help it; her hands trailed silently down his chest, noting all the muscles and plates of his body. He still didn't notice, but his eyelids began to droop as she brought her hands back up to his face. Her hand touched his cheek lightly, bringing his eyes to hers. They were soft, almost pleading and she felt something tug on her heart strings.

"Athrun?" she whispered his name and he seemed to jerk back to reality. He looked at her and then quickly pulled back, his face a deep shade of magenta

"S-sorry," he said and quickly walked towards the doors to the party. Cagalli watched him go, her heart pounding so hard against her rib cage, that she feared it might burst out of her chest.

"Are you coming?" he asked, his eyes stone once again. Cagalli was a little surprised; when she had touched his face they had softened and she swore she saw something hidden behind them, that brought about this change.

"Y-yes," she stammered and pushed away from the wall. This was going to be an interesting night.

To Be Continued...
Next Update:
30/07/05


A/N: I hope you liked the beginning of 'Influence of the Fates'. R&R please! I really would like some reviews on how you like the beginning. Also, please tell me if Cagalli and Athrun are going along at a fast rate. Thnx!