Ron the True Fan: (Rolls in with his Israeli MBT) Hoi-oh, everyone! Welcome back to another... (Fires the main gun and blows something up) Explosive chapter of SEED of New Zeon!

Takeshi Yamato: Yeah, things get blown up good, as we progress along the story. Speaking of Blowing Stuff Up Good… (Holds a pen up, before placing it in the breast pocket of a dummy) Always wanted to do this… One… two… three… (clicks the pen once for each number, then quickly runs for cover, four seconds later the pen blows up, taking the top half of the dummy with it) YES!

117Jorn: (A Red and Black MS-07B-3 Gouf Custom Crashes through roof, and lands. Hatch opens and 117Jorn steps out wearing a black and red version of Char's Neo Zeon uniform while Char's Neo Zeon theme plays) Greetings all, SIEG ZEON!

DragonKnightRyu: *Yawns as he sits on a piece of rubble tapping a few buttons on a wrist mounted computer.* Yo, I think you all know my opinion on anything explosive… *Three jets fly overhead, carpet bombing the area behind him, a wide sinister grin splitting his face.* It's a good day…

Xamusel: Man… this is not exactly something I was expecting. First off‒ (The Strike Gundam equipped with the Aile Striker lands right behind Xamusel) Okay, a Gundam's right behind me, isn't it? I hope I'm not wearing Gihren's Zeon colors. (Checks himself quickly to see he's wearing Orb's colors) Okay, false alarm. I'm just wearing the colors of the good guys from SEED, though, if some people are to be believed, Lacus wouldn't count *for reasons I am unlikely to share right now*.

Patriot-112: Mm-Hmm. (Takes out a cell phone, dials a number and soon two distinct booms were heard.) And that was the sound of two liberals getting blown up by Semtex. Sorry my MS is still at the shop! Now let's get on to the next chapter!

Chapter 2

The Eagle Swoops Down

L4 New Zeon Colonies, Laputa

February 15th, C.E. 70

Sutura blinked as she looked at a set of recon photos that showed an area in Central America.

"Is this accurate?" she asked as a young man, who appeared to be 20 at least, nodded in confirmation. He stood at 5'10", had dark bluish hair in a military cut, and teal colored eyes.

"Completely, Admiral," he said. "It looks as though the Atlantic Federation is preparing to invade the USSA. Given that the country virtually has no military, just scattered militias, it would seem likely they intend to invade and possibly annex South America, most likely reason for the Spaceport in Panama. The E.A is likely using the fact the USSA agreed to ZAFT trading preferences as a chance to take it."

"Is ZAFT in position to try and stop it?" Sutura said, hoping for a good answer, but the ensign shook his head

"No," he said. "They're still reorganizing, and even with Admiral Pinkerton's help, that's going to take time. Time that South America simply does not have."

Sutura sighed. "And I was hoping to avoid this."

"Ma'am?" the Ensign questioned, as he blinked.

"We're going to have to stop them ourselves." was Sutura's answer. This was something they were trying to avoid, at least until they had built up their military forces. They had limited weapons, although compared to those of the Alliance, they were a lot more powerful. But the EA Rear Admiral was right in that while they had more powerful weapons, the Alliance had a LOT more. They would have to be REALLY careful about how they blunted this attack.

"I'm going to have to bring this up with the Prime Minister and the other Leaders." She looked at the young man, before smiling. "Thank you, Ensign Yamashiro, you can go and get a well deserved rest, you earned it."

Ensign Watanabe Yamashiro gave a salute. "Ma'am!" he said and left the room.

EAS Schwarzkopf

Kyou Yamato had come to a simple conclusion. Her new boss, Rear Admiral Ronald Pinkerton, was a complete and total asshole. While yes, he was a skilled commander (not many people won eight wargames in a row) and spoke without subterfuge, he was rude as all hell. Not to mention he continued to call her 'Cadet' rather than by her name.

Of course, according to the crew, he was ALWAYS like this. Some claimed that it built up character. Kyou failed to see how: the man was a bastard through and through. If anything, though, he did one thing that she could oddly respect him for. He treated Coordinators and Naturals the same way. Too bad he acted like an absolute jackass of the highest order. Still, his XO said that his less than stellar attitude was caused by the fact that his ship was so badly damaged that it couldn't even move. He was less of a bastard when he was moving. Once the ship left port, his general mood would improve.

"This is the last time this ship will need heavy duty repairs!" Ron shouted, "As soon as I get the chance, I'm throwing the Schwarzkopf into a shipyard for the heaviest refit she's ever seen!"

"Admiral, if you want to do something other than complain, transfer to another ship and do something!" Kyou shouted.

Ron paused, and the EA Admiral glanced at his new aide, then smirked. "Cadet, that is the best idea I've ever heard come out of your mouth." He said.

"It's the ONLY idea I've had come out of my mouth in your presence, sir!" Kyou retorted.

"Either way, you have a point." Ron said before he stood up. "Pack your bags: we're going aboard the Kirishima."

'Me and my big mouth.'

Meanwhile - Laupta Colony

General Meeting Room

"…So we can confirm that its highly probable the EA will commit an invasion of Panama and South America," Nasha said as she looked at the Information Sutura's Recon units had acquired. She sat in the meeting room along with Aren, Cima, Hector, and the two Earth Federation Admirals.

Sutura nodded. "Yes, all to take their Mass Driver before ZAFT gets claim to it," she said. "The EA already has control of the Kaohsiung and Victoria Mass Drivers - unlike in our universe where such things are much more common place, this Earth only has four operational Mass Drivers. If the EA maintains control of a majority of these Mass Drivers, it will spell out trouble for ZAFT forces in space, as well as Laputa and Mendel if they find us."

"What are you suggesting Sutura?" Hector asked, his hands clasped together in front of his face.

Sutura sighed. "I suggest we help the USSA directly," she said. "We still have many Ground-use Mobile Suits that we recovered during the evacuation of Earth, not to mention Amphibious units like Acguy's, Z'Gok's and more which easily outclass anything currently used by the EA. If we help the USSA defend their homeland from the EA, not only will we gain an ally on the Earth, but we may also get an Earth side foothold, access to a Mass Driver, as well as access to Earth materials and resources. Laputa may be self-sufficient, but we will need more if we want to hold our own against the EA - and should they try anything against us - ZAFT. Hopefully with the support of the USSA, we can follow on our plans to establish a lunar base to begin mining Lunar Titanium."

Everyone nodded at that, knowing that they'll need an Earth-side Ally, and bases on the Earth if they were to ensure the safety of their new home.

"How do we plan to engage them, though?" said Leon. "True we have Ground MS that could get the job done, but fighting the EA. in a straight up fight is near suicide, despite the fact all they have right now is tanks and jet fighters."

Trisha nodded at that. "Not to mention from what the records said, the USSA has no standing military or a well competent Self-Defense Force, leaving the defense of the country to lightly armed and under-trained police and militias," she said, shaking her head. An officer walked into the room and handed Sutura a report.

"Well, it seems that someone's pissed." She said with a sigh.

"Admiral?" Hector asked.

"Admiral Pinkerton's hijacked five ZAFT Laurasia-Class frigates and that Agamemnon-Class carrier of his to lead a counter attack." She said, "Looks like he wants payback for what happened to the Schwarzkopf. And those ZAFT ships are carrying drop pods, if the intelligence reports are correct."

"That man is insane!" Hector exclaimed "This will just make things worse for South America AND for ZAFT!"

"Not if he can convince officers from the other side to defect," Nasha pointed out. "I mean, not everyone has to support Blue Cosmos' anti-Coordinator crusade. Maybe he can help turn things in our favor."

"I doubt anyone will want to willingly join him," Trisha said with a sigh. "I mean, the man's a complete asshole."

"Only to people he doesn't trust," Sutura said. "And he trusts us now. Either way, we have our own mission to worry about: How to help South America?"

Aren leaned back in his chair. "Well, we could fire a few M-Warheads at the Alliance Lines, disrupt their electronics and communications for a good month," he suggested. "Give us more time to establish stronger defenses around Panama and the rest of South America. Maybe help them organize a military force so they can fend for themselves."

"Organize their Militias into a competent armed force?" Leon asked with a small smirk. "It could work."

"Still..." Nasha said. "The Alliance Invasion Force is still a threat. We have to at least cripple them enough where they'll postpone the invasion indefinitely."

Sutura sighed at that. "Which means we have to make an orbital drop ourselves," she said. "But we have only so many H.L.V's to use, and only a handful of Zanzibar's."

However, at that moment, the door of the room opened drawing the others to look as a young woman who appeared to be around 15-16 years old with short blackish blue hair tied into a low ponytail by a pink bow, and dark blue eyes wearing a light blue colored version of the Zeon uniform. "Admiral Takeo?" she said. "Is… now a bad time?"

Sutura could only smile softly. "No May, it's alright. What do you need?" she asked, and May Kauwin, a MS prodigy formerly of Zeonic, smiled as she walked into the room.

"I have something that you might be interested in," she said, and handed a file over the Admiral, who took and opened it and began to read it's contents. It involved the newly developed ballute system, (although the idea was VERY old: late 20th Century AD). "What is this?" Sutura asked curiously.

"It's a new Ballute system I designed a while ago," May said. "Its an inflatable reentry shield that prevents Mobile Suits from being burned up in atmosphere. Since refitting every mobile suit we have with the same armor and coolant systems as the Gundams do… this is a far most cost effective way to get mobile suits to the surface safely without needing motherships or HLV's… also, if we try to reverse-engineer more Minovsky Craft systems like the ones on the Pegasus-class, and the one Jaden modified into the Ragnarok, we can get some of our larger capital ships to safely enter earth's atmosphere… in theory at least."

"The modifications to our ships will take time we do not have at the moment." Nasha said, "The ballutes will have to do. I hope Admiral Pinkerton won't do something stupid before we get there to help him. 20 Mobile Suits will do little good in a jungle environment."

"Oh?"

"Southeast Asian command had problems dealing with even Type 61 tanks down there. The situation might repeat itself in South America." That was true, considering that it took months just secure the area and set up that base where Sahalin's Mobile Armor was being built. And the EFGF did NOT make it easy: they made life hell for SEAC. Then the 08th MS team REALLY fucked everything up.

"True," Sutura said, nodding. "I propose we send what forces we can…" She then smiled a bit "Speaking of the Ragnarok, we might as well send them down there as well to support the ground troops."

Aren chuckled a bit. "Jaden has been wanting to head down to Earth for a while," he said. "So have Amy and Matthew… they get it from you, I swear." Aren turned to May. "How many Ballutes have you created so far? We will need as many as we can if we're going to pull this off."

May grinned. "About 150 units have been made and are ready to be installed," she announced proudly.

Nasha and everyone else blinked at that. "150?" the former asked. "Where did you find the time to make 150 Ballutes?"

May Kauwin giggled a bit. "I had actually been producing them since September, actually. Of course we ran out of resources for them when Gihren Zabi cut funding and diverted it to the Dolos Carriers, the Big Zam Mobile Armor, and the Colony Laser," she explained. "Hopefully, once we get an ally on Earth, we can continue production. But mostly this is just for blitzkrieg attacks until reinforcements arrive by H.L.V.'s"

Sutura pondered on the idea for a moment, before she looked at Hector. The Prime Minister of New Zeon sighed, but nodded. "I say Go." he said.

The Vice Admiral smiled before she turned to May. "May, have all Ballutes sent to the ships I will designate, and mounted on every Ground and Aquatic capable M.S we have," she said. "Especially our Dom's - they're the best ground units we have next to Gouf's." May nodded as she left to carry out the task. Sutura then turned to Aren. "Aren, I need you to get to the Ragnarok with Jaden, you are in command of the ground operation," She said.

Aren grinned as he stood up, saluting. "Yes Ma'am," he said. "Those Alliance bastards aren't gonna know what hit them."

Sutura chuckled a bit, smiling. "Then show them how the White Tiger of Bengal got his name," she said, and Aren just chuckled in return as he moved to leave.

Meanwhile - PLANT Colonies

Aprilius One

In a darkened room on the PLANT Colony of Aprilius One, a single person was sitting at their desk watching footage of the battle just yesterday. The figure was male, and clad in the Red Coat uniform of a ZAFT elite, with blonde shoulder length hair, and a mask that hid his other features. This man was none other than Rau Le Creuset as he watched the footage of the Unknown Mobile Suits who prevented the destruction of the PLANT Colonies, more specifically, their weaponry.

Anyone who saw the man at the moment could tell he was deep in thought as he saw the strange mobile suits which were similar to the GiNN and Patriot, yet at the same time radically different. MS sized beam weapons, Heat Blade Technology, Beam Sabers, advanced thrusters… this was technology far beyond what ZAFT or the newly formed Earth Alliance had. Even Terminal - the largest mercenary force in the earth sphere - had yet to truly master beam weaponry for mobile suits, and heat blade technology is still rather new even for ZAFT. And the fact their beam weapons - at least those on their capital ships - were capable of disabling entire warships even from passing blows was something he had never heard of before.

As he watched a beam blast pass by a Nelson-class, his eyes blinked before he rewound and played the footage in slow motion before pausing, just as the beam was dissipating.

'What's this?' he thought as he saw what looked like thousands of particles being dispersed into space. As the particles touched the Nelson, the battleship began to shut down. His eyes widened, before they narrowed considerably. 'What are those particles? I've never seen them before…'

He continued to play the video, watching as the fleet of Ron Pinkerton defended the PLANT's with everything they had, alongside the ZAFT and these unknown forces. His focus more on the Unknowns.

'Who are you people?' he thought before a knock on his door was heard.

"Yes?" he said, before he heard the voice behind the door speak.

"Sir, Defense Committee Chairman Zala would like a word with you." the visitor said, and Rau sighed.

"I'll be right there." he said, and then shut off his terminal and stood up.

'I will find out who these people are eventually,' he mentally promised. 'Not only did they prevent the amount of Radicals to rise in the PLANTs, the Supreme Council is planning on establishing a treaty with them!'

He scowled at the thought of that. Without the death of Zala's wife on Junius 7, the man will be hard to manipulate into promoting to turn GENESIS into a weapon, even though the man had a total amount of distrust and anger already toward Naturals.

Nevertheless, Humanity will be destroyed for their arrogance. That, he swore.

Two Days Later

February 17th, C.E. 70

EAS Kirishima

Kyou's Quarters

'If something wrong happens again, then I'm blaming Murphy and his stupid laws,' Kyou thought in irritation, as she decided to write in her electronic diary all that she had experienced to that point. She knew that it wouldn't do anyone any good to blame Murphy for everything, but he was responsible for most things in the universe.

With a sigh, she sat down in her chair at her desk, and then opened up the diary to the right "page" to start writing. Upon getting the keyboard ready, she started typing away:

February 17th, C.E. 70

Hey, Dia-chan,

Well, it seems that my life is officially going to hell now, given that I'm about to go head first into the USSA in a GINN. I don't know why Rear Admiral Pinkerton is that intent on stopping the EA from invading the USSA, though it might have to do with the Blue Cosmos bastards that want to get the Porta Panama Mass Driver, which I'm also inclined to stop. I gotta hand it to him; he really hates Blue Cosmos more than any Natural should… even more than an Enhanced Natural like myself should.

If anyone that was aligned with Blue Cosmos decided to rat me out as half a Coordinator, they'd find out mom's genetic status, and even find out about my siblings' genetic status! I know Kira-nee was made a pure First Generation Coordinator, but I don't remember Takeshi-nii's status, even though he has no additional need to worry about genes messing with his life.

In any case, I'm going to be leaving for battle, now. I don't want to jinx my status as alive or dead, so I'll only write in you when the battle's won, when I get out of this mess alive.

With that, Kyou saved the entry and closed down the diary program, then turned off her computer. With that, she got up and proceeded to get changed into the flight suit she was given that, for some odd reason, fit her measurements properly, which she didn't know if it was supposed to or not.

After getting in her flight suit, she walked to the door to leave, only for a strange tingling sensation to hit her. 'Wh-what the… where did this tingling come from? It usually happens whenever I'm near Takeshi-nii, Kira-nee, or both!'

Earth Orbit, South American Landing Fleet (SALF)

Moving over orbit around earth was a combined fleet lead by the entire Artemis Fleet and the 5th Federation Fleet, including all of their Papua-class Supply Ships which had H.L.V's mounted onto them, ready for deployment as they were loaded up with Mobile Suits, Troops, Armored Vehicles and Supplies ready for the drop. Also moving through the fleet were all of the Mobile Suits fitted with their Ballute Systems, ready to begin re-entry on a moment's notice.

Within the combined fleet was a single Zanzibar Kai-class Mobile Assault Cruiser, colored in distinct black and red color scheme. Written on the side of the vessel were the words N.Z.S RAGNAROK. Inside the ship, men and women were preparing for the drop into earth, and inside the hangar where the ships eight Mobile Suits resided, the pilots all stood at attention before the man giving them the briefing. He was a man who looked to be either in his early twenties or late teen's with short spiked black hair and crimson red eyes standing at about 5'11, wearing a customized black and red trimmed version of the Zeonic Normal Suit.

"The Ragnarok shall drop into Earth's Atmosphere along with the first wave," the man said, standing in front of a map of the Drop area of Panama. "She is to provide close air support for our ground troops as well as to the USSA Militia Groups. Intel also reports there may be a few Terminal assets on the ground helping the Militia, so give them a hand if you can. Darknal, you stay on the ship with your Sniper Type Zaku, and provide long-range sniper bombardment."

One of the pilots in a Green Normal Suit, this one a man with neck length black hair and purple eyes grinned as he nodded. "Just set e'm up and I'll knock e'm down, Cap," he said in a bit of a British accent. "Me and Ragnarok will go AC-130 on their assess."

The Captain nodded as he turned pointed at the map. "The Earth Forces have already begun their attack, so we need to act quickly," he said. "Amy, you and the Reds are to take out their tank formations as quickly as you can. Show them how fast your Dom Funf's really are."

Standing between two men wearing similar Black and Red Normal Suits was a young woman who looked about as old as he was, with shoulder length red hair and emerald green eyes standing at 5'7". She smiled as she raised her right hand and stuck out her fingers into a V sign. "They won't know what hit them, Nii-san," she said confidently.

The man smiled and nodded before he turned to one of the last pilots, this one wearing a blue and white Normal Suit standing an inch taller than he was, with shaggy black hair and dark green eyes. "Matt, you are leading the rest of the team with the main force," he said. "Clear the LZ for the H.L.V's when they start dropping. Our mobile suits will only have so much ammo, so we need to establish a firm ground presence before the EA tries to pull off a counter attack."

Matthew simply chuckled. "Whatever you say, little brother," he said. "With the whole family around, this battle is as good as won."

Captain Jaden Takeo just smirked a bit as he shook his head. "Remember what mom and dad taught us all, Matt," he said. "Never underestimate your opponent. And that goes for all of you as well. The EA may not have any Mobile Suits, but they have a distinct numerical advantage." He then turned to all of the pilots. "Everyone, get into your suits and prepare to head out! Dismissed!"

The soldiers all saluted as they quickly head out to their Mobile Suits. Jaden sighed as he grabbed his Helmet and made his way to his machine, before a voice stopped him. "It's amazing how you've take the role of commander so quickly, son." Jaden glanced behind, as he saw Aren approach with a smile.

"Sir!" Jaden said as he saluted, however his father just rolled his eyes. "At ease, Jaden," he said. "You know you don't have to salute to me."

"I know," Jaden said as he grinned. "I just also know it annoys you."

Aren half glared at his son before shaking his head. "Still, I was telling the truth," he said. "You've become a great commander, Jaden. Maybe one day you'll make it to General… Char'd be proud."

Jaden smiled a bit and nodded. "Thank you," he said before he sighed. "I wonder where Char is now… we never could find out what happened to him after A Baoa Qu…"

Aren shrugged. "The last I heard of him was his Zeong was engaging the White Devil," he said. "After that, nothing. We were retreating before the base began blowing up." He then smiled. "But I'm sure he's still alive - out there fighting his battles. Hopefully someday we will reunite with him… lord knows we could really use the Red Comet here."

Jaden nodded. "Yeah…" he said before he sighed. "Anyways, I guess we have a mission to do, General?"

The General smiled and nodded. "That we do, Captain Takeo," he said as he gave his son a pat on the back. "Good luck out there son."

Jaden smiled as he turned away. "You too, dad," he said as he headed through the hangar. It was slightly larger than normal Zanzibar-class hangars, large enough to contain two extra Mobile Suits. Which was why the hangar now carried two MS-07H-8 Gouf Flight Types, three MS-09F Dom Funf's, an MS-14Jg Gelgoog Jager, an MS-05L Zaku I Sniper Type, and at the end of the hangar what appeared to be a totally new MS altogether which Jaden approached.

At first glance, one would say it was an MS-07B-3 Gouf Custom, and to an extent they would be right. However, at another more detailed inspection one would see it was not your standard Gouf Custom. Its back had multiple new thrusters mounted on it, similar to those on the Gouf Flight Type. And its legs were those of a Gouf, but with added maneuvering thrusters akin to those on Zaku II High Mobility Types. It was mounted with all of the weapons of the Gouf, with the addition of an 880mm Raketen Bazooka like those used by Rick Dom's slung over its shoulder. The machine was colored in matching with his own normal suit: black with a red trim.

One of the Engineers approached him. "Your machine's all ready sir," he said as he boarded the lift that would take him to the cockpit. "Your Bazooka's got full ammo, but don't waste your shots!"

"I know," Jaden said as he activated the lift, taking him up to the cockpit. "Hopefully I won't need it too much."

"Good hunting sir!" The Engineer said as Jaden entered the cockpit of the MS. He closed the hatch behind him as he began his machine's start-up sequence, the Cameras activating as he got a clear view of the hanger around him. The OS started up, claiming the machine was the MS-07B-3H10 Gouf All Regions Type.

Jaden sighed as he closed his eyes, and he allowed his mind to drift in thought. As he did this, he could 'feel' the people in the hangar, the ship, and within the entire fleet. He could not hear their thoughts, but he could feel their presence and emotions. A lot of them were eager for a fight, while others were nervous about entering into battle once more.

He has had this ability for a while now - 'Newtype' is what many of his family and friends would call him. The supposed next step of evolution by humans in space. This ability has seen him and his team through many battles, and has often saved their hides more than once. Though… he will admit sometimes he feels a bit… lonely. He only knows a few other Newtypes within Zeon, and not many of them entered the Cosmic Era with them. He was one of the few - if not only Newtypes among the New Zeon or Federation fleets.

However, as he stretched out… he felt… something. A strong sensation in the back of his head, one he usually felt when around Char, and others like him. Jaden's eyes snapped open as he looked around, 'What was that?' he thought, as he looked around. 'It was distant but… was that a Newtype Presence? There are Newtypes here?'

However, he was brought out of his questions as the comm of his Gouf sounded off. "We are preparing to begin re-entry," the Commander of the Ragnarok said. "All hands, prepare for Re-Entry Procedures. All Mobile Suits are to prepare for launch."

Shaking his head at the feeling, deciding to check it out later, he answered the Commander.

"Roger that Commander! Gouf All Regions Type, proceeding towards catapult," he said and the Gouf activated as its mono-eye turned on.

"This is Alpha 1, all Ballute Systems showing green."

"Bravo 2 reporting, all units report Ballutes good."

"Charlie 3, we're all set!"

"This is the Earth Alliance carrier Kirishima to New Zeon forces." The familiar voice of Ronald Pinkerton sounded on the Comm lines. "We'll be covering you during the drop operation. Just remember not to shoot at our ZAFT allies."

Jaden glanced to his left, accessing the Cameras of the Ragnarok to see outside the ship, spotting the Agamemnon-Class carrier that was Admiral Pinkerton's acting flagship and her five Laurasia-Class escorts. All five were preparing to drop their MS drop pods into the atmosphere, covered by the Kirishima's Mobius units. "Mobius teams, this is Kirishima Actual: cover the NZ forces as best you can. I'd like to avoid a loss of‒"

A green beam shot past the carrier and her escorts. "Son of a bitch! Condition One! Mobius units, do your fucking jobs!" The Mobius Mobile Armors shot toward the source of the beam: a Nelson-Class battleship just inside its' weapons range.

Jaden keyed the Comm. "Admiral, this is Captain Takeo," he spoke. "Who the hell is shooting at us?!"

"Earth Alliance battleship Zhukov, this is Admiral Pinkerton! Stand down immediately or I WILL use deadly force!" Ron shouted on the Comm, as the EA ship (now IDed as the Zhukov) continued to fire at the ZAFT and rouge Alliance ships. "Captain Daniels, this is Admiral Pinkerton! STAND DOWN! We both know I outgun you!" A shot grazed the Kirishima's port bow. "Ok, NOW I'm mad! ZAFT MS teams, disable that fucking ship! Mobile Armors, provide cover!"

Jordan watched as the battle began in space, as the Zukov continued to fight. However he could see the ship was not alone as in the distance several more E.A ships were quickly approaching to support the lone battleship. He checked his M.S as he made sure its own Ballute system was equipped. "Ragnarok, I'm launching," he said. "They may need some help. Jaden Takeo, Gouf AR Type, Launching!"

With Kyou

Within a GINN High Maneuver type, one that was appropriated for the battle, in the Kirishima, Kyou prepared the OS to the best of her ability to match her performance levels, even though she didn't have much in the way of piloting experience. All her piloting ability was in controlled circumstances, not in a battle where anything and everything can happen, so this was a way for her to graduate from the Military Academy early… or die in the fighting.

Shaking her head, she cleared her mind of the emotions that would lead to death, letting her get a clear grasp of the battlefield. Noting that she needed to get out of the hangar bay, she turned on the systems in her unit and moved the GINN into position to launch, seeing that all the Mobius Units, except for the Rear Admiral's Mod Zero, were already out of the hangar bay. She didn't dare take out the Mobius Mod Zero, not because she didn't know how to operate it, but because she didn't want to be on Pinkerton's shit list for doing so.

"Virus Controller, do I have permission to launch?" Kyou asked, after she turned on the comm to the frequency for the bridge of the Kirishima.

"Cadet Yamato, you have permission, because we could certainly use the help right about now." was the response from the Virus Controller.

"Roger that," Kyou answered. With that, she prepped the engines of the GINN and said, "Kyou Yamato, GINN High Maneuver type, taking off!" With that, she launched out of the Kirishima and into the battlefield.

When she reached the battlefield, there were fifteen Mobius units headed in her direction, each one seeing her and preparing to fire their missiles and linear guns at her. She didn't let them finish preparing all of their weapons, as she brought out her Assault Rifle and fired one shot at each unit, with each round destroying the Mobius units. Three of the Mobius units, however, had each launched two of their missiles at her, forcing her to dodge and fire at the speeding explosive projectiles, each time conserving ammo to fire at other units.

Flying through the battlefield, Kyou noted that the Mobius units that were already engaging other units almost destroyed a good chunk of ZAFT's forces, only for the units to be completely annihilated in the process. As she was flying towards the Zhukov….

…a stray missile exploded from behind her, damaging her unit, and sending it towards the Earth's atmosphere. She tried to pull out, however it was too late as her mobile suit was caught in the gravity well of Earth. Her eyes widened in panic as she tried to contact one of her allies, but her long-range radio was damaged from the blast.

'Someone, please, HELP ME!' were Kyou's thoughts, but unknown to her that her thoughts were heard by another.

Meanwhile

With Jaden

Jaden soared through the EA fleet in his Gouf, destroying any Moebius unit which tried to take him on. He fired his Bazooka at a nearby Drake-class escort, blasting the ship into oblivion before selecting his next target. 'This is almost too easy,' he thought to himself as he used his Heat Saber to slice apart yet another Moebius unit. 'At least the Feddie ships put up a bit of a fight, even Balls are better than these things...'

However, before he could target his next ship, suddenly he felt a jolt in the back of his senses, causing him to whirl around. 'What the?' he thought, 'Where is…?' he saw no threats, however just as he was about to dismiss the sensation he 'heard' a female voice cry out. 'Someone, please, HELP ME!'

Jaden's eyes widened as he 'heard' the voice - it was the first time he had ever had an actual telepathic communication with someone - and a Newtype at that. However the voice was almost like a signal, as he could quickly sense and locate the source of the voice as he sped forward, putting his weapons away.

'Where are… there!' Jaden thought as he saw what looked like a ZAFT Mobile Suit struggling to fight out of Earth's gravity well, but failing as it was beginning to build up heat from re-entry. He knew from a review of ZAFT machines that they are incapable of safe atmospheric re-entry, so the pilot was as good as dead unless she got help.

Jaden sped forward towards the Machine, putting all of his machine's speed to the test as he approached the GiNN HM Type, surely enough he was reaching the GiNN as he entered the gravity well himself. He could already begin to feel the heat of re-entry as warning alarms began to go, but he ignored them as he approached the GiNN. He got closer, and closer… and finally he was right on top of it as he grabbed the GiNN and moved it so the GiNN was over him as they entered the atmosphere together.

In the cockpit of the GiNN Kyou's eyes were closed in fear, prepared to accept her fate. However, suddenly her GiNN shook violently as her eyes snapped open, as she saw a machine she had never seen before had grabbed hers, embracing it as it moved itself around so its back was facing the Earth. "What..."

"Can you hear me?" A male's voice said on the comm, causing her to blink. "Listen, we're entering the atmosphere! Just don't let go, and we'll both survive this!"

"Wh… who are you? Why would you…?" Kyou started to ask the pilot of the unknown Mobile Suit.

There was a short pause before an answer came. "No one deserves to die like this," he said. "In Re-entry… and I don't leave people to die if I can do something about it. As for the who… for now, you can call me Jaden."

Kyou blinked, silent for a few moments, before she said. "Alright. Thank you, Jaden-kun… you saved my life. I really owe you for this."

She could hear Jaden chuckle a bit. "Just doing what I do best," he said. "Hang on, Ballute system activating… now." Suddenly, the large backpack on the Gouf shot open, and then they were surrounded by a large dome-shaped Ballute which began taking the bulk of the re-entry heat. "Ballute is stable… we're good for re-entry. Just, whatever you do, don't let go till we're clear of re-entry."

EAS Kirishima

"Captain Daniels, you are outgunned and your ships are being disabled left and right!" Ron shouted on the Radio, "Surrender now and you WILL survive this battle!"

"And let the Coordinators execute my crew?! Not happening!"

Ron snarled at the man's stupidity. 'Blue Cosmos is going to have HELL to pay.' He thought before he spoke again. "Your crew will be safe!" he shouted. "I give you my word! Stand down! I don't want to kill any more of our ships!"

Unless you couldn't tell, Ron was PISSED. He ordered those ZAFT MS teams to disable, not destroy, the enemy units. Clearly, he was going to have to teach them how to follow orders.

There was a long pause, before the Captain of the Zhukov sighed. "…Standing down, Kirishima Actual," he said. "We're ready to receive boarding parties."

Ron hung up the phone, then slammed his fist down on the chair. "Get me the commander of those Mobile Suit teams," he said. "I want him on board RIGHT FUCKING NOW!" The Admiral was LIVID. 'So many lives wasted,' he thought. 'I KNEW most of those captains. This war is different than anything we've fought. We know everyone we kill.' And some of them thought as he did. The commander of that MS team was going to PAY for that. "Tell the Gamow and Ural to get the survivors of that fleet under tow!" he said. "We're taking them back to the PLANTs!"

"Aye, sir!" Ron left the bridge, yelling obscenities of all kinds as he went.

Meanwhile - Porta Panama Space Port

The scene around the Porta Panama Spaceport was chaotic, as security personnel and vehicles rushed everywhere, the sounds of fighting heard just a few miles. Among the green fatigue uniformed guards, one 24 year old man, by the name of Raul Noriega, gritted his teeth in anger as he looked at the smoke in the distance. It had only been a couple days since the USSA answered the PLANTs call for help, and not long after that, the fucking Earth Alliance with the Atlantic Federation in the lead decided to invade.

'Damn Federation,' Raul thought. 'You just want the Mass Driver out of ZAFT's hands!' He knew that they simply couldn't let them have the Mass Driver, but there was little the USSA could do about it with almost no military force, and only having a handful of militia units. Even with the few Terminal Teams that were in the USSA at the time lending their own aid, they could not hold against the full might of the Atlantic Federation for long.

"Hey Noriega!" shouted a voice and Raul turned and saw his boss, heading toward him. "Snap out of it, kid! We need to get into position when those At-Fed bastards get here!"

Raul nodded in understanding as he followed the veteran guard to where the many security pillboxes were. However, as they were moving they then began to hear a low rumble.

"What the hell is that?" Raul said to no one in particular.

"I don't…" the Boss said before he looked up and his eyes widened. "What the… hell?"

Raul blinked as he followed his gaze, and his eyes began to widen as well. "The Hell?"

(BGM: MS Igloo 2: 01 The Eagle Swoops Down)

The two couldn't believe what they were seeing as multiple mobile suits, along with what looked like a battleship flew over them, and heading straight toward the frontline.

Many of the mobile suits looked almost exactly like the ones that ZAFT used, while others looked like machines that Terminal had. It appeared that they were getting reinforced. The MSs landed on the ground, and they took aim at the EA invasion force that was in line of sight. Most of the bulkier machines fired projectiles at the bastards, but a few of them used beam weapons. A welcome surprise, considering that most, if not all, beam weapons were ship-mounted. Railgun-equipped tanks were torn apart, and anything in the air was shiftly shot down by CIWS fire from the more humanoid Mobile Suits. "Come on, boys! Let's push these bastards back!"

The South America guards all gave a shout as they joined the mobile suits in driving the Atlantic Federation out of their country and dealing them a proverbial bloody nose, and a black eye.

Earth orbit - EAS Kirishima

"I gave you explicit orders, Lieutenant!" Eren Tupolev was not in the happiest of places. He was in the hot seat as the man that was practically ZAFT's new space fleet commander yelled at him.

"Sir, I-" He began but his superior officer cut him off.

"I ordered you..." He began, as Eren braced himself for a verbal blow. He was not ready for a fist to his face. And while he was old, Ronald Pinkerton was still not to be taken lightly. Eren's broken nose could attest to that. "To DISABLE those ships! NOT DESTROY! Be lucky you are not a member of OMNI Enforcer, or I would see you HANGED for insubordination! And don't think I wouldn't see it through personally!"

Eren stood up, clutching his nose. "Get to the infirmary and get yourself looked after," Ron growled. "I will be sending a report to your superiors that you have an inability to follow orders that you're given. Now I have to bury 5 friends today. Five friends that were good men that believed as I do and could've helped us! Now GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!"

Eren made a short salute before he quickly ran out of the bridge of the Kirishima and headed to the infirmary. Ron let out a long sigh as he sat back down on his chair. "Where's the Cadet?" he asked Sakura.

She looked at a report folder. "Her M.S got caught by Earth's Gravity due to a stray missile," she said. "Thankfully, a New Zeon M.S with one of those Ballute Systems caught her and got to her and they safely entered the atmosphere together."

"Goddamn it, everything wants to go wrong today, doesn't it?" Ron groaned "Remind me to make sure that we have OMNI Enforcer people in charge of the MS teams so what that little fuck caused never happens again." If he could turn enough OMNI Enforcer units to their side, Blue Cosmos would lose its' power in space.

Of course, thanks to that idiot Tupolev, that was going to get harder. Sure, he could probably convince some people (his former CO, Halberton, for example) but the rest would be difficult as fuck. Still, he would not just let ZAFT have their fun by slaughtering his subordinates. If anyone did what Tupolev did…

Ron shifted his leg, reminding himself that he still had his H&K USP9. He would make sure that they would obey. By force, if need be. All he did was for a true Earth Alliance. Even his death would lead to it, and he would make sure of that.

Meanwhile - Earth Atmosphere

15 Kilometers in the air

The Gouf AR Type and GiNN HM Type finally got past the Atmosphere of Earth as they entered the Troposphere of earth. The Ballute peeled away as the two Mobile Suits were freed as they continued their descent to the surface. In the cockpit of his Gouf, Jaden sighed in relief as he felt the familiar sensation of gravity. He looked down and he could already see the battle being carried out below, the rest of the First Wave had already landed and were supporting the ground forces of the USSA.

'They certainly have a lot of tanks,' Jaden thought idly as he saw the Earth Forces had many Linear Tanks in their arsenal, arranged in standard battle formations. They were making good progress against the USSA forces, but upon the arrival of Zeon and Federation MS the tide quickly began to turn.

Jaden then looked at the GiNN he had saved, thinking about the pilot - he knew he sensed her thoughts, something that usually isn't possible unless she were a Newtype. Not exactly sure how to speak about it, he decided to at least say something. "Hey, uhhh… are you alright?" he asked.

"I'm alright, Jaden-kun," Kyou said over the comm system. "Thank you for saving me. I will do whatever you want of me, so long as it's within my limits as a moral human being, and not Blue Cosmos' version."

Jaden smiled a bit. "It's alright," he said. "I just wanted to help you, that's all… ehh…" he scratched the back of his head nervously. "I uhh, don't think I got your name, miss…?"

With a light chuckle, Kyou said, "My name's Kyou. Kyou Yamato."

"Ah, right." Jaden said, nodding. "Nice to meet you Miss Yamato, sorry if the, eh, ride was a bit bumpy."

"I-It was no problem… but still, thank you!" Kyou said with relief in her voice. "If you hadn't caught me in time, I would've been incinerated."

Jaden smiled at that. "It was my pleasure," he said, and turned to the battle. "Now, what do you say we kick these people out of this country, ne?"

Kyou, due to being in the presence of a friendly individual, thought about it for a moment before saying one thing. "Yes, I say we kick Blue Cosmos out of the country, and give the USSA the right military support!"

Down on the surface, the AF forces that were once steamrolling over the USSA Militas were suddenly being steamrolled themselves as the unknown mobile suits trampled over their defenses, and fired their weapons from their positions. Speeding across the battlefield were three such units - MS-09F Dom Funf's colored Black and Red which sped across the ground, firing in perfect formation with one another. In the cockpit of the lead machine, Amy Takeo grinned as she fired her 360mm Bazooka at another group of Linear Tanks. "Let's go!" she shouted. "Let's show these guys what the Red Tri-Stars can do!"

"RYOUKAI!" Came the response as they continued to deal pain towards the AF forces. Even as they retreated the Ragnarok up in the skies fired its own barrage of weapons fire, coordinating with their ground forces hitting enemy forces that were not already retreating. Hanging from the bottom of the Zanzibar-class was Darknal's Zaku I sniper type as he fired his Beam Sniper down at the enemies below. And as this happened, on the ground Matthew Takeo maneuvered his Gelgoog Jager along the EA lines, decimating their Linear artillery support.

It was a complete mess for the AF forces, as they could not stand against the onslaught of near perfect coordination of these forces. As they fell from the clouds, Kyou and Jaden watched as the battle unfolded before their eyes.

Jaden sighed. "I knew they'd go crazy down there, but this is ridiculous," he muttered. "They're not even saving any for us!"

Before Kyou could say anything, a squad of fighter jets came into the area near them, firing their guns at the two of them. As the bullets missed them, Kyou turned her gun to the jets and pulled the trigger, shooting down a couple in great balls of fire. "Jaden-kun, please pull yourself together, as we've still got company headed this way!" she said.

Jaden turned his and saw the fighter jets, F-7D Spearheads if he remembered right. He smirked as he saw them. "Leave them to me." he said and then raised his Gouf's 75mm gatling gun on his shield and let loose a barrage of bullets which shredded four of the fighters, causing them to explode. "Scratch Four for me," he said. "Their fighters aren't very effective though..."

However at that moment, both Jaden and Kyou's danger senses went off as they boosted their mobile suits away, avoiding several tank shells fired from a few Linear Tanks on the surface. Kyou turned her assault rifle towards the ground and found the responsible tanks that fired on them, before firing the gun at the formation, causing them to go up in a sea of fire.

Turning her attention to Jaden, Kyou asked. "Ever hear of Murphy's Law?"

"Kyou, what soldier wouldn't know Murphy's Law?" Jaden asked before his Comm beeped. "Hang on, got a call here..." he flipped the Comm back on. "Matthew, you there?"

"There you are! Been trying to reach you for a while now!" Matthew spoke on the radio. "Where are you now?"

"Descending from the clouds," Jordan said as he and Kyou's mobile suits continued to fall, getting closer and closer to the ground. "Have you cleared the LZ for the second Wave?"

"I've eliminated the enemies around the landing zone," Matthew affirmed. "Amy and the Tri Stars are attacking their front lines, and I just finished taking out some of their Linear Artillery pieces. Landing Zone is cleared for the HLV's."

Jaden nodded. "Good, send word to the Ragnarok to contact the fleet," he said. "The HLV's are to start dropping to deploy reinforcements."

"Roger that bro," Matthew said. "Sending the word - now hurry up and get down here, Commander."

Jaden rolled his eyes. "We're coming Matt," he said. "Just hang tight." He turned the Comm off as he looked at Kyou's suit. "That's family for ya," he said with a chuckle.

"Yeah, I know what family's like," Kyou said with a chuckle. It was at this point when her facial expression darkened slightly.

Jaden blinked as Kyou became silent. "Hey, you alright?" He asked.

"H-huh? Sorry, I was just thinking about family I left behind, Jaden-kun," Kyou answered.

The Captain glanced at her MS for a moment, thinking about asking for a bit more info on that subject, however he knew that now was not the time. "Come on," he said. "Race ya down to the surface!" He then burst his Gouf forward, racing down to the ground.

Kyou blinked. "H-Hey! Wait for me!" She cried out as she moved to follow.

As the two Mobile Suits raced down to the ground, in orbit the Papua-class Supply ships had already begun releasing their H.L.V pods carrying additional reinforcements and supplies for the forces on the ground. The large pods easily made it through the atmosphere as they headed to the designated landing zone. Not even five hours after the initial wave struck, the entire AF assault force found themselves in full retreat from the onslaught of Zeon mobile suits and the USSA Militias. The armed men and women of South America cheered as they successfully managed to fight off the Earth Alliance - all thanks to their mysterious new ally.

Three days later

After the Atlantic Federation lost the battle

While the ground battle was long over, in space the Kirishima and her ZAFT escorts were continuing to keep the airspace above their Zeon allies clear of enemy Alliance reentry attacks. And although incidents like what happened during the beginning of the battle were getting more and more rare, (shift execution by gunshot was not something anyone wanted) it was still happening. On the bridge of the Kirishima, Ron sat on the bridge with a frown etched on his face 'God, stop throwing people I know into my path!' Ron thought. 'I don't want to kill them!'

As such, the cost was still high: 8 Drake-Class destroyers, 3 Nelson-Class battleships and the Agamemnon-Class EAS Churchill were lost during the Battle for Panama. And all of them were commanded by Ron's friends. Thankfully, the Zhukov, Gagarin and Stalingrad had only been disabled, and most of their crews were more than willing to join the Rear Admiral's cause of a Blue Cosmos free Earth Alliance.

He couldn't say the same for their Mobile Armor pilots. Mostly because the overzealous ZAFT MS pilots killed all of them. "Admiral, the area is secure," Sakura announced. "Doesn't look like there are any more enemy ships incoming."

"Thank God for that, at least," Ron muttered. "You know how many of those captains I knew and trained at the Academy, Captain?"

"No, sir."

"12," he said, shaking his head. "And most of them, thanks to a bunch of stupid kids, are dead!" Ron got out of his chair. "When will my aide be returning to the ship? I expect an after-action report from her as soon as possible."

"That way you can continue screwing with her head?" Sakura asked.

"That way I can try and find a way to kick her out of ZAFT!" he shouted. "She doesn't belong in the military!" He started pacing the bridge. "She's too young to be worrying about killing people! The most she should be worrying about is whether or not her crush likes her, or her schoolwork, or anything BUT war! She's too-"

"Young?"

He faced Sakura. She regretted asking because she saw something bad. Her commander was crying. He NEVER cried. "Pure," he said. "She's too pure for this! Let the monsters fight the wars! Leave the angels out of it so the blood can't stain their wings!" He finally broke down, unable to keep his stony 'asshole' mask intact any longer.

"Admiral..." Sakura tried to move him, but he brushed her off.

"She's a child trying to be an adult!" he shouted. "And I will NOT let this war claim another one's innocence!"

"Even at the cost of your own, sir?" Sakura asked. "You're trying to be the ultimate monster: the monster that shows no mercy. Only anger and hate."

"At least I don't hate Coordinators just because they're different," Ron said, shaking his head. "That makes me… a human monster. The worst kind of them all."

It was while this rant was starting up and then going on that Kyou had returned to the bridge of the Kirishima. As such, she had heard all of what the Rear Admiral had to say, and had even seen him cry. It was at this time that she realized that her rash decision to join the PLANT military was going to cost her more than just her home life for when she returned… she was also going to lose her innocence from this conflict, and eventually be a mindless killer, unless she did something to stop that.

With that, she put down the After Action Report on Pinkerton's chair, and left the Bridge to go to her room. She still needed to cry out the stress that she had from the battle.

Meanwhile - United States of South America

Capital - Buenos Aires

"Well… the USSA certainly know how to throw a celebration," Aren commented idly as he, Sutura and the Prime Minister rode in the back of their Zeonic Limo down the streets of Buenos Aires. Around them countless citizens of South America were in an all out celebration after defeating the military giant of the Atlantic Federation in Panama, which in turn ensured South American independence from the Earth Alliance.

Sutura chuckled at that. "You forget that most South Americans are descended from either the Spanish or the Portuguese, and they are VERY good at celebrating and throwing parties," she said while Hector nodded.

"Indeed. And this also means with our victory, we have an Earth ally who will be grateful in helping us," he said.

"Still, I'd expect our friend to be down here celebrating," Hector said.

"Admiral Pinkerton doesn't seem the type to party away his troubles," Sutura said as she cupped her chin. "More like he bottles it up, then unleashes it on those he's fighting. Besides, he's probably busy dealing with paperwork and dealing with ZAFT." (little did she know she was VERY right) "The president might not believe the truth, so we're going to have to come with a very good cover story."

"We'll worry about that when we get there," Aren said as he looked out the window. "And judging by the crowds, I don't think we're getting anywhere fast!"

Eventually, their Limo managed to move through the crowds of people as they reached the capital building of Buenos Aires, the gates opening allowing them entry before closing in behind them. The Limo soon parked before the front of the building, where several USSA Secret Service guards stood on watch. "Time to deal with the political side of things." That was something they weren't exactly looking forward to. And it was something that Ron would probably try and save them from.

The group left their transport of choice, along with their own group of four Zeon Guards, and then walked toward the building. Armed guards (military and secret service) lined the walkway, ready to open fire if need be. Thankfully, none of the Zeon guests were giving them any excuse to.

"Well, they seem to be taking security very seriously," Aren commented, and Hector glanced at him.

"And the guards of Zum City don't?" he asked.

"Well, you've got to take your job seriously if you're protecting the capital building of your nation," Aren said, and Hector sighed as he and his entourage continued their walk into the main building and were escorted to meet the president of the USSA.

They were guided through the building by one of the aides of the President until they walked past a pair of double doors and entered a large room that was akin to the oval office of the old United States, but with the USSA emblem on the carpet.

Sitting on the opposite side of a black desk was a man who appeared to be in his mid forties, with short brown hair and brown eyes wearing simple presidential formal wear. Upon their entry, the man looked up and smiled as he stood up. "Ah, you must be the leaders of 'New Zeon'," he said in an appreciative tone. "It is an honor to meet you, Prime Minister Monroe, was it?"

Hector nodded. "Yes, it is, Mr President. Thank you for meeting us on such short notice. I hope we didn't cut into your time."

USSA President Edgar Sanchez waved politely like it was no trouble.

"No, it's quite alright," he said. "In fact, you me saved from a workload of paperwork, believe it or not. If anything, I should be thanking you and your people. Thanks to you, the United States of South America are still independent from the Atlantic Federation and the Earth Alliance. Without a military of our own, we would have never stood a chance against their invasion."

The three rose an eyebrow at that.

"And how come it's that you have no standing military, Mr. President?" Sutura asked, and the President sighed.

"The truth? Because we had no choice," he said. "After the Reconstruction Wars, the USSA's economy was in pretty bad shape from all of the fighting. At first, we drastically downsized our military into a pocket self-defense force, selling what naval and army equipment we had to fix our economy. However, after our economy finally stabilized… the Atlantic Federation happened."

The President groaned a bit as he sat back down in his chair. "They wanted to be able to continue accessing our Mass Driver - which is also one of our best sources of income for our economy. If we tried to raise a full military, the AF threatened to not only invade us, but embargo our nation as well." He shook his head. "If the AF had taken the Porta Panama Mass Driver… I would have been forced to just surrender and let the Federation annex us then and there."

"Hence why South America's only defence is the militias and police," Aren said, and the President nodded yes.

"Yes, most of the militias are mostly from local areas, and they elect their own leaders, not ones assigned by the government." he said with a sigh. "Then there are the police forces of those areas who occasionally try to cause trouble with the militias."

"That needs to change, Mr. President," Sutura said. "Otherwise New Zeon, ZAFT or even that asshole of an Admiral in orbit won't be able to stop another invasion. We might have better machines, but we don't have numbers. They can and will overwhelm us eventually."

"At least now we have the chance to rebuild our military forces." The President said with a sigh. "While we sold most of our military hardware, we still have several decommissioned bases that have been gathering dust for over 70 years now… but could be recommissioned." He then leaned forward as he clasped his hands together. "And now all I need to know is how I can help you with your problem. And I hope that 'asshole of an Admiral' isn't who I think he is."

"Ronald Pinkerton," Hector said, and Edgar sighed.

"Wonderful." He muttered, "Why did it have to be him?"

Sutura blinked. "Sounds like you have a history with him." She asked.

"He tried convincing me to sign up with his idea of the Earth Alliance: a union of nations working together," He said. "I admit, the idea was an interesting one… but I doubt it could ever come to fruition. With the tensions between Naturals and Coordinators making things even worse. I'm a moderate, but I know there are far to many radicals in power for there to be a true Earth Alliance… unless they were united by their shared hatred of Coordinators… which it has." He then let out a tired sigh. "But in hindsight, it appears I'm doing what he wants in the end whether I like it or not."

EAS Kirishima

Kyou's Quarters

Kyou, for lack of a better phrase, was exhausted. Not only was she physically exhausted from having cried herself to the brink of sleep, she had to deal with Pinkerton's words repeating in her mind, especially about her purity being at risk… thus, making her mentally exhausted, and spiritually so. She still didn't want to let anyone in her room at present, given that she wasn't sure if anyone would be willing to let her talk her problems out of her, what with the fact that her mind was still developing in a way that it was supposed to.

With a sigh, she got off her bed and made it to the desk with her diary on it, booting it up to make sure that she could type in it again. After booting it up, she began to type:

February 20th, CE 70

Hey Dia-chan,

I know I should have been talking to you more, but life was hectic. For one thing, I was in battle, and I was fighting the OMNI Enforcer that wasn't aligned with Rear Admiral Pinkerton. For another… well, I had just gotten back today, and I was emotionally spent after I learned that I shouldn't even be in the battlefield. It just… I don't know how to say this in proper English, or any other language, for that matter.

What I want to do is finally see the war end, not let anyone kill me before then, but I also want to see it end with family knowing that I did what I could to end it. I just… absolutely loathe not doing anything to stop the damn war!

Now… I believe I should tell you about a man I met earlier. His name is Jaden, Jaden Takeo, and he's like me. He's a soldier with an incredible gift that allowed him to save my life during the trip to the Earth's surface. He was able to detect where I was, after hearing my thoughts as to what sort of peril I was in, and caught onto my GINN High Maneuver type in the middle of its fall to Earth! I think he's the one I was able to sense earlier that day, shortly after I left you alone, who wasn't Kira-nee or Takeshi-nii. I think… I think he might be like me.

I wish I had asked him more about that ability, but after the battle was over we didn't have much time to chat before I had to be sent back up into orbit. I hope that when we meet again, we can talk more about this strange ability he had… and how its connected to the ability I, Kira-nee and Takeshi-nii have.

Anyway, gotta go, I need to sleep. I'll see you in the morning… whenever that will be.

With that, Kyou turned off her diary, making sure that she saved the entry in the process. After that, she got up and prepped for bed, then went to sleep in her bed.

EAS Kirishima - Admiral's quarters

Ron sighed as he pulled out a book: his personal journal and a mechanical pencil. 'Admiral's Log, February 20th, Cosmic Era 70: It's been a bad day. I have lost too many friends to count. I… am a true monster now. Worse than Blue Cosmos. For I have butchered my fellows. I ordered the ZAFT MS teams under my command to disable the EA warships, knowing they would defect to my side if I had the chance to speak.'

He paused before taking in a breath. 'The Mobile Suits slaughtered them: the Churchill, the Gagarin, the Mandela, the Trafalgar. All to name just a few. I murdered them. Whether or not I pulled the trigger is irrelevant. I killed them. And my crime has been magnified. A young girl, who should be worrying more about her boyfriend then her Mobile Suit, has been assigned as an MS pilot and aide to me. I have done my best to make her request reassignment or, better, resign from the military. Her will is… ironclad. My asshole routine did nothing to her but make her more resolved. I have committed a sin more grievous than any Blue Cosmos has ever done.'

He pulled out a red pen and wrote the line that he knew would damn him. 'I have stained an angel's wings with blood.' He put the pen down, then continued writing with his pencil. 'I expect to die for my crimes after this is over. I will welcome death as an old friend and dive into the bowels of hell for my crimes. And it will be less than what I deserve.'

He closed the book, then eyed his handgun. He could always commit suicide. But that was the coward's way out. He would die by the hand of the executioner of the Alliance justice system. And thus Rear Admiral Ronald Pinkerton, the great military leader, simply became Ronald Pinkerton, the broken, tired man who welcomed death.

Meanwhile - Aprilius One

Supreme Council Chamber

The whole council looked in shock and awe as they watched the, now identified, New Zeon Forces driving almost TWENTY-FIVE divisions of the Atlantic Federation out of Central America and away from the Porta Panama Mass Driver. Not to mention they saved an entire nation from being possibly annexed into the Federation. The one more surprised was Patrick, along with Siegel, Ezalia, and Eileen.

"They… managed to do all of that…" Eileen said, stunned, "with… such a small force?"

"It's almost as if they've been using Mobile Suits for far longer than we have…" Ezalia said, looking at the report. "And it says here they're… all naturals."

"It looks that way, yes," Siegel said. "According to the information Kyou sent us, the New Zeon Republic are from a single independently built colony somewhere in the earth sphere, they have been out of touch of most current events until as of late, dealing with internal affairs involving a… Zabi Family, who wanted to control all of the colonies."

"And they have mobile suits just as - if not more advanced than our GiNN's…" Patrick said with a small groan. "Beam Weaponry, EMP effects, and they possess something that utterly scrambles sensors and long-range targeting… all of this, and they claim they have no coordinators?"

"They've never had any," Siegel said. "They never heard George Glenn's confession, they have been isolated since the beginning of the Cosmic Era. However, thankfully it appears they are more moderate about Coordinators."

Some members gave a sigh of relief at that.

"That's some good news at least…" said Tad Elsman. "If any of them were like Blue Cosmos, we'd be in real trouble."

The other members all nodded at that.

"It also says in the report that they have over…" Ezalia began as she read her share of the report, and her eyes widened a bit. "O-Over 150 Warships and… 1,770 Mobile Weapons…"

"Geez…" Orson White muttered, "That's just over half of how many we have now…"

The other members of the council were all unnerved at that, seeing that the New Zeon had an armada of ships and Mobile weapons that could take over the PLANTs with no problem.

"We should discuss having an alliance with them," said Parnel Jesek. "With their help, we can ensure full independence for the PLANTs, not to mention their technology could help in producing more advanced and capable Mobile Suits."

"I doubt they will be willing to share their technology so willingly," Yuri Amalfi said with a sigh. "If our positions were reversed, I doubt that we would be as willing to share such technology to others - even if they were our allies."

Everyone sighed at that, knowing it was impossible for them to have the technology the New Zeon have. But if they could have them as fighting allies, that would suit fine with them.

"Still, we should try to make contact with them," Patrick said before his face became serious. "Before Blue Cosmos finds them with the intent of annihilating them."

Meanwhile - Washington D.C

At the former capital of the United States, now acting as the capital of the Atlantic Federation, the military leaders of the AF were gathered in the Pentagon Building. All of whom were gathered for the exact same reason: the revelation of the existence of the New Zeon Republic.

"How could we have missed this!?" Shouted one general. "Where the hell were these people hiding!? And able to use Mobile Suits no less!"

"Our intelligence Agencies are trying to figure that out, now," said another general. "But what we do know is that these 'New Zeon' are Naturals, and not Coordinators."

That little fact unnerved all of them, but a few saw an advantage. If they could capture one of their Mobile Suits, they could copy and modify the OS for their own machines that were still under development. Still, capturing one was going to be a rather tall order: everything that they ran into was destroyed quickly. And there weren't that many people that could counter Mobile Suits with strategic maneuvering, so that was on the back burner, so to speak.

"Don't we have anyone that can take out one of those ships?" said a man dressed in a blue suit, possibly a politician.

"One man, but he's working for the enemy at the moment. Even if Pinkerton was still on our side, he has his own agenda," said an Admiral who was gritting his teeth angrily. "What the hell was that man thinking?"

"That doesn't matter!" A second Admiral shouted, "What we need to do is speed up our own Mobile Suit development! The OS can wait until we actually have a machine that can use it!"

"A Mobile Suit can't be properly piloted unless you have a proper OS!" said the first General.

"GENTLEMEN!" shouted a man who looked to be in his 50's and wearing a black suit. "I understand this New Zeon problem has made new difficulties for us. We were unable to secure the Panama Mass Driver, while also failing to force the USSA into the fold. However, we still have complete control of the Mass Drivers at Kaohsiung and Victoria, and once the Kyushu Mass Driver is completed in Japan, we will have access to three, and ZAFT will have none."

"But what if Orb decides to work with ZAFT?" One of the Generals asked. "Or even worse: What if they side with New Zeon?"

"That won't happen," Another voice said, coming from near the end of the table. It came from a man who looked to be in his mid thirties with short blond hair and blue eyes, with a small but noticeable scar next to his left eye wearing a black formal wear. "The Attha Family won't pick a side until one of us strikes them first - and even then he's more inclined to let Orb fight for themselves than to accept aid from a foreign nation. Orb will not be a problem… yet."

He then looked around. "For now, we have other things to worry about," he said. "It is best we… postpone our invasion of South America, and focus our efforts elsewhere. The Oceanian Union has declared full support to ZAFT and New Zeon, and ZAFT has already begun to send forces to reinforce their positions."

"You believe ZAFT will try to take Kaohsiung?" One of the Generals asked, and Bruno Azrael shrugged.

"It's possible," he said. "Either way, we must prepare defenses for an attack from anywhere - be it in the Pacific or Atlantic. All we can do for now is try to anticipate ZAFT and New Zeon's next move."

The others nodded at that, until the first general spoke.

"And what about your brother, Mr. Azrael?" he asked, and Bruno scoffed at that.

"My foolish brother is having another one of his temper tantrums," he said, with not so much hidden disdain. "He and his little band of terrorists have costed us dearly, including eight warships that were captured during their stunt to nuke the PLANTs."

"Don't you mean defected?" an Admiral said. "Pinkerton is in command of that fleet!"

"I know that," Bruno said. "He's always been more supportive of Coordinators. Bastard is very good at keeping secrets, though. No one knows why the son of a bitch hates Blue Cosmos so much, but he does, more than anyone, Natural or Coordinator. That makes him as dangerous as any Coordinator."

"If not more so, since the bastard helped train half of the captains in our armed forces!" The Admiral said, and Bruno knew about that, as well. But the question remained what would Pinkerton do if ZAFT or New Zeon decided that the Alliance, any Alliance, needed to be destroyed?

The answer, of course, was that he would turn on them and rejoin the Alliance military. He was ultimately loyal to Earth, not to Coordinators or Naturals. After the war was over, he would die to prevent a civil war. But New Zeon's beam weapons were his first priority. Pinkerton could wait.

Meanwhile - Japan

Honshu Island

In the land of the Rising Sun, underneath the Narita Mountains in a massive underground bunker, several men and women had gathered around whatever TV's they could find as they watched as the news hit the world by storm, as the saviors of the Junius Colonies of the PLANT's revealed themselves as the Republic of New Zeon. What really caught their attention, was unlike the people in the PLANTs, the New Zeon were all Naturals, not Coordinators, and they pilot mobile suits.

One of those watching was a man in mid 40's, wearing a uniform reminiscent of the old World War II Imperial Japanese Army uniforms, however, this version was more modernized. The man was well built, standing at six foot five, with greying dark brown hair, and a katana laying by his side.

"It looks like ZAFT no longer has to fight this war alone," one of the military officers said, this one an older man who looked to be closer to his fifties to sixties with short greying hair and black eyes. The man looked at the TV screen before glancing at the officer. "What do you think of them, Brigadier Mikifune?"

The Brigadier, Takaaki Mikifune, was quiet for a few moments before he responded.

"I can honestly say this…" he said, "...the Earth Alliance is going to be having very bad problems since this nation has Mobile Suits that can be piloted by a Natural on par with a Coordinator."

The elder general nodded at that. "That's true," he said. "Yet at the same time, if the Earth Forces get their hands on one of their machines, they may finally have their NFOS."

Takaaki smirked a bit. "I doubt that Zeon will just let that happen," he said, and the General nodded.

Meanwhile - Heliopolis Colony

Yamato Residence

At the home of the Yamato Family on Heliopolis, Takeshi and Kira were in the living room as they both watched the news reports of all that was happening on Earth, and the reveal of the existence of Zeon.

"New Zeon, huh?" Takeshi mused. "Well, whoever they are, and wherever they come from, they certainly have made a fair difference. Without them, I'd imagine Junius Seven would be space debris… and the USSA would be part of the new 'Earth Alliance' by now."

"Yeah…" Kira said as she watched the images of Zeon's Mobile Suits fight the ground forces of the EA during the Battle of Panama. "It's been just a few days, and they've saved who knows how many people."

"And I doubt they're done yet," Takeshi remarked. "Call it a hunch, but something tells me they're just getting started…" he then sighed. "I just hope, wherever Kyou-imouto is right now, that she's safe, and not involved in the fighting."

Kira sighed as she nodded. "Yeah…" she said, a bit sadly. "I miss her, Takeshi… I'll never understand why she left…"

"Neither will I," Takeshi remarked with a frown. "I know she likely had her reasons, but what they are I have no idea…" He then looked up at the clock. "Well, looks like it's about time for me to head to Morgenroete - need to check in with the director and submit the latest iteration of that proposal I had."

"We interrupt this broadcast for this breaking news bulletin." The news anchor said, stopping them from leaving. "We have received a message from the Earth Alliance carrier Kirishima, acting flagship of Rear Admiral Ronald Pinkerton. From reports received earlier this month, the Admiral was presumed KIA during the attempted nuclear attack on the PLANTs. It seems that this information was mistaken. Let's play the tape."

The image of a blonde man in his late 30s wearing an AF/EA dress white uniform appeared, seating on the bridge of a ship. "Greetings, Earth Sphere, wherever, whenever and whoever you are." The man said, "My name is Ronald Pinkerton. Normally, I am commander of the EAS Schwarzkopf, but thanks to certain assholes in Blue Cosmos, my ship is under repair."

Images of EA warships, some even SHOOTING at one another appeared, with the Schwarzkopf taking fire from several EA ships before getting support from ZAFT and Zeon ships. "The attack on the PLANTs was not authorized by OMNI Enforcer." He continued, "It was cleared by a member of Blue Cosmos, a terrorist organization whose racist goals have forced my hand."

He leaned forward, continuing his speech. "I believe that the Earth Alliance is the future of humanity. That we MUST unite as one," he said. "But not while men like Muruta Azrael and William Sutherland control it! Not while Blue Cosmos exists!" His face was one of fury. Of unfiltered HATE. "The words 'For the preservation of our blue and pure world', once meant to keep Earth's natural beauty intact, have been twisted for FAR TOO LONG! This is a declaration of war upon Blue Cosmos! I make this demand of like minded men and women throughout the Earth Sphere… Join me. Help me FREE the Alliance from Blue Cosmos! Only then can humanity TRULY survive, be they Natural or Coordinator!" He stood up, raising a clenched fist 'skyward'. "LONG LIVE THE EARTH ALLIANCE! DEATH TO BLUE COSMOS!"

Takeshi and Kira both blinked at that.

"I gotta hand this to him; he might be crazier than a fox, but at least he's not racial arrogant crazy, like most people in Blue Cosmos," Takeshi said, and Kira nodded.

"More like mad and angry crazy," Kira said, adding her own two cents to the sudden topic.

"Indeed…" Takeshi remarked. "Well, I'd better get going. It's all hands on deck for this new project going on at Morgenroete - I think even your Professor Kato is involved."

Kira sighed as she stood up. "He better not make me work overtime again…" she muttered.

Orb Union

Onogoro Island

Parliament Building

The Orb Noble families and the rest of the Ministers could only gape in awe as they watched New Zeon swat the Earth Forces aside like a fly, and saving the United States of South America from a fate of being annexed by the Atlantic Federation.

"In… Incredible…" said Mina as she saw the red colored Dom Funfs that were practically gliding over the terrain and unleashing hell on a Atlantic Federation Linear Tank Battalion. "Not only are their mobile suits effective in space, but they have units that are just as effective on the ground."

"Effective indeed…" Gina said, as his eyes narrowed slightly as he watched the machines fight, "New Zeon has a lot of tricks under their sleeves, it seems…"

Koto could only nod in agreement with his children, before he started coughing, catching the concern of the twins and the others.

"Koto," said Uzumi, as he and the twins looked at him as the Sahaku matriarch pulled his hand away, showing blood.

"Father…" Mina said in worry, while Koto could only give a slight grin.

"Heh, I thought I was rid of this pesky cough," he said and looked at his children, his daughter showing a rarely seen look of worry, and his son, while able to hide his facial emotions, could tell he was concerned by his eyes.

"Koto, you should be seeing a doctor," Uzumi said sternly. "You shouldn't be here in your condition!"

Koto chuckled a bit dryly. "With the way things are going now Uzumi… you need me here." He said, and Gina sighed as he shook his head.

'Father,' he thought, 'you have a will of iron, but that won't survive much longer in your current condition…'

It was then their attention was redirected toward the television, as a golden bird-like symbol behind a red background appeared.

'This is the New Republic of Zeon News Network, broadcasting on a global scale, please standby,' said the text on the bottom that rolled by.

"A broadcast?" asked Cagalli, until the scene changed to that of an office-like room, complete with a large desk at the end, where a woman with red hair was sitting behind it.

"Greetings, people of the Earth Sphere," The woman said. "My name is Fleet Admiral Sutura Takeo, Supreme commander of the NRZ Space Navy. As you have undoubtedly heard by now… we are the New Zeon Republic. We have been isolated from the rest of the world events since the beginning of the Cosmic Era… but now that we have come out of isolation… we are not pleased."

With a snort, Koto said, "Of course they're not pleased."

Heliopolis Colony

Yamato Residence

With Caridad and Haruma Yamato, who were watching the news in the comfort of their bedroom, they could feel that the world was about to get hectic on them. This was probably going to involve Heliopolis at some point, but they knew right off that they weren't getting involved yet, because none of their current family was getting drawn into the war through one way or another… right?

"Haruma," Caridad said. "I wonder if Kyou's doing alright? I mean… she's been missing for at least a year, and the police haven't been able to locate her in the Earth Sphere, dead or alive."

Haruma looked at his wife, a sad expression on his face, and said, "I'm worried that she might have been brainwashed by Blue Cosmos to fight those that have the half of her blood that makes her not even close to being a Natural, which would mean that she might aid in killing all non-Naturals."

Caridad, perhaps even more worried than before, couldn't help but cry from the bottom of her heart. She wanted to find out what happened to her precious baby girl, and even do what she could to save her, especially if she was somehow in OMNI Enforcer Military against her will.

Haruma, doing what he could, held her close and calmed her down from the worry and grief his wife had.

"We came out of Isolation… and found a world divided against itself," Sutura continued. "And over such mediocre reasons - because of Coordinators. Why? Why do you hate Coordinators so much? What have they done to earn such contempt from the earth sphere aside from simply existing? For living their lives?"

"The only difference between Naturals and Coordinators is the method in which they are born," she continued. "Nothing else. Though you claim Coordinators may achieve feats faster and better than Naturals can, the truth of the matter is that Naturals can do anything a Coordinator can do if one just applies themselves to that goal!"

"But alas, those of Blue Cosmos would make you think otherwise," Sutura said. "Seeding lies about the people of the PLANT's - the 'Space Monsters' they continue to call them." Appearing over her right shoulder was a box, which began displaying images, taken from camera footage from within the PLANT's, showing the people of the PLANT's going about their daily lives. "Tell me… people of Earth… what is the difference? What is the difference between the people living in the PLANT's, and those who live on earth? We are all human, we all have two arms, two legs, two eyes, two ears, a mouth, a nose. We share the same DNA as coordinators - even if their genes are simply modified, their basic DNA structure is the same as Humans. They still are born, raised, eat, sleep, and die just as all humans do. So I ask again… what is the difference?"

Meanwhile - Within the PLANTs

"Blue Cosmos would have you hate this entire people - and those who sympathise with them, just because they are born differently," Sutura continued to speak as her message was broadcasted across the earth sphere, including the PLANT's as the people watched their nearest TV screens. "And the hate that they spread nearly cost the lives of countless innocent lives who could of been lost in the attack against the PLANT Colonies just one week ago - where Blue Cosmos attempted to use nuclear weapons to destroy the PLANTs, and unless we and Rear Admiral Pinkerton had not intervened, hundreds of thousands - if not millions of lives would of been lost. People who had never done anything to harm you."

"But I know what you may think," she said. "For I too have learned of the radical ideals that some Coordinators in the PLANT's claim. Those that believe Coordinators are humanity's next step in evolution, and believe you as inferior. However, to them, I will say this: George Glenn once said that Coordinators were the bridge connecting earth and the great outer space where much is yet to be understood. That coordinators are the ones standing between the present human world, and the future. That they were the Regulators, the Coordinators meant to guide the way. That it was his wish that there will be people who will continue in his footsteps."

"George Glenn was correct… to an extent," she said. "The universe is a new environment, one which shall compel mankind to change. However while Coordinators may be able to help us down that path, they are not the ultimate form of human evolution that you may think them to be - for human evolution cannot be rushed. Our evolution began when Apes evolved into the first forms of man, and continued on when we let go of our feudalist past and accepted the rational science of the renaissance."

"Space… space is where mankind's third and final step of evolution will take place. Where we transform into a new type of human, people who have a profound sensitivity and insight, and a far greater awareness of the vastness of time and space. Mankind's evolution is a natural one, not one which can be rushed through artificial means. Just as the act of walking increased man's range of movement and helped the concept of tribe and nation-state develop. Powered Vehicles helped expand man's awareness to a global level. And now mankind has expanded into space, where by living and working in space shall open the door to the vastness which we shall call home. Coordinators - as strong as you may be - are just a part, a single step, towards all of mankind's evolution. For Naturals and Coordinators alike."

The Council members all watched the speech Sutura was giving. Many of them began thinking on her words, as well as the ones they spoke of themselves and their fellow Coordinators.

Siegel was silent, as he agreed with Sutura's logic, that Coordinators were just a stepping stone.

Meanwhile - Washington DC

Muruta Azrael was mad.

Actually, scratch that, he wasn't at that low a level of anger. He was absolutely lividly pissed off! When he saw the news broadcast that was being aired worldwide, he attempted to cut the feed, only for the feed to have better encryptions than he could cut. He tried to have the source of the feed traced, but whoever was encrypting the feed was making it seem as if it was emitting from everywhere in the Earth Sphere.

"Who the HELL are these people?" Muruta snapped out, jumping out of his chair as he slammed his fists against the table. "I want them found, damnit! NOW!"

"This is why we will fight Blue Cosmos - as well as the Earth Alliance - for as long as they follow their ideals of anti-coordinator and anti-colonial sentiments. We shall fight for the independence of the PLANT's as long as they wish it, as well for all other space colonies wishing to seek autonomy from the Earth. Do not let Blue Cosmos scare you with the web of lies they have spread over the years! We shall fight with ZAFT and Rear Admiral Ronald Pinkerton to see the removal and destruction of Blue Cosmos and their sympathisers, so the Earth Alliance may become what it should be."

EAS Kirishima

Ron chuckled as Sutura continued her speech, and while he agreed with the anti-Blue Cosmos sentiment, colonial independence was a REALLY bad idea in his opinion. If the colonies were made autonomous, there was always the chance their populations would grow to hate their former countrymen, and would begin an arms buildup, which would eventually lead to war.

It had happened dozens of times in the past, and Ron was getting REALLY tired of seeing it. That was why he supported a single world government: less red tape and less chances of everything going to shit. Still, if he wanted to free the Alliance from Blue Cosmos and their hidden backers, he needed them. After they were eliminated, however, he would tell the NZR and the PLANTs to go back to their colonies until OMNI Enforcer was back on its' feet and able to keep their respective armed forces out of Alliance territory.

He took out a pill bottle and took out three headache pills. He had been getting more and more intense headaches since the Republican forces arrived there, and thus had to get more and more pills. Then there were his rather… nasty nightmares of extra-solar beings completely dominating humanity in the near-future. That further reinforced his goal of uniting ALL of humanity. They needed ALL of their resources focused on defending themselves rather than fighting amongst themselves, which would ALWAYS happen with dozens of nations.

With Kyou

"And so, it is with this declaration, that the Republic of New Zeon has unanimously agreed… to declare a state of war against Blue Cosmos, and all in the Earth Alliance who support their radical ways," Sutura said. "We will not stand idly by as they corrupt the people of Earth and Space with their genocidal ideals. And we shall not stop until Blue Cosmos has been rendered defunct and destroyed!" She then raised her hand up in a fist and shouted. "SIEG ZEON!"

Kyou watched the speech with a look of sheer awe and fascination. Not only were the New Zeon Republic aiming for the sheer independence of the PLANTs, but all the space colonies were given the chance to have autonomy from their sponsor nations, even the colony of Heliopolis where her family was currently living.

It was at times like this that Kyou became especially worried for her family's wellbeing. Not only were they aware of her absence from Heliopolis by now, they were probably missing her a great deal, likely because of the saying "You don't know what you have until it's gone". It was times like this when the saying was proven true… whether she liked it or not.

True, she was the baby of the family, but much of the attention went to her older siblings for one reason or another. It wasn't a case of the attention going to the baby, like what one would expect, even though she needed all the help she could get in her life.

'Kira-nee, Takeshi-nii, please be alright… away from the war front in any way.'

It was then that there was a knock at the door. Kyou, being curious about who would want her attention, went to the door and asked, "Who is it?"

Upon reaching the door, however….

The person on the other side of the door was none other than her constant molester, Izumi Nanjo. "Konnichi wa, Kyou-chan!"

"ACK!" Kyou screamed at seeing Izumi. "What the hell are you doing here?! Shouldn't you still be in the ZAFT Academy?!"

"I got a transfer to be Rear Admiral Pinkerton's backup aide," Izumi said nonchalantly. "Besides which, I wanted to be with you more. Want to ma—"

"What in the hell are you doing, Ensign?" Both looked at Captain Sakura Horaki, who did NOT look pleased. "You were supposed to report to Admiral Pinkerton the MILLISECOND you came onboard! Instead, I find you HERE. Care to explain?"

"Uh, well…." Izumi was having trouble finding an appropriate answer to say to the Captain, mainly because there wasn't one that she was able to say.

"You can call Izumi-chan here my molester," Kyou said without any shame of outing her friend. "In fact, she was probably going to do something stupid and perverted with me when she got here."

Sakura facepalmed. "Jesus Christ." She muttered "This is going to get annoying: I just know it. Now, young lady..." Sakura pulled out a handgun and pointed it at her. "Report to the Admiral. NOW. My patience is running VERY low, and this won't make it come back any faster."

"EEK! Alright, reporting to the Admiral!" With that, Izumi ran to the bridge, expecting Pinkerton to be there.

He wasn't.

He was in his quarters.

With Ron

The man himself was asleep, and was having a nightmare. This involved the main reason he despised Blue Cosmos. Unknown to all but his closest friends, he was once married. To a Coordinator, no less. Her name was Kaede Yoshimiko, and she disappeared ten years ago, along with his daughter, Kyoko. This was causing a psychic disturbance on board that Kyou felt three decks below. As such, the younger Newtype wanted to know what was going on.

Back with Kyou

Before Captain Horaki could leave the area where Kyou was at, Kyou spoke up and asked, "Captain, is there anything about the Rear Admiral that would make him have nightmares?"

"Nothing that I know of, but why would you want to know?"

"Well, I felt something… some sort of disturbance, and it originated from his quarters." She said, "I was wondering if he had anything in his past that would constitute as troubling for him now." Kyou really felt the need to at least help her superior out, if he wanted that help.

"Wait, what the hell—Where the hell are you going?"

Kyou started to head toward the lift that would take her to the right deck. "I have to find out what's going on, so that this won't be a weight on his shoulders any longer." With that, Kyou continued to go to the lift.

Back with Ron

He KNEW they were responsible. They didn't have his last name, but they KNEW that they were his family. On that day, he vowed to DESTROY Blue Cosmos. Blue Cosmos murdered his family just to spite him. At that moment, he woke up, looking at what seemed to be an older version of his little girl. "Kyoko?"

"Rear Admiral, who in this life is Kyoko?" The woman said, "I'm Kyou Yamato, remember?"

Ron sighed as he got out of his bed. "Fuck." He muttered, "The LAST thing I wanted to reveal and I tell you about it."

Kyou, mainly because she didn't know anything about the situation and wanted to help her superior, said, "Sir, if you want to talk, I'll listen." She said, "I won't reveal anything you don't want me to." As if to emphasize the point, she moved her hand to her mouth as if it had a zipper on it, and sealed it closed.

The Rear Admiral grabbed his white jacket and put it on. "Kyoko was my daughter." He glanced at her. "And you look just like her."

"E-excuse me, sir? I look just like her?" Kyou asked a bit incredulously. After a moment to collect her thoughts, she said, "Then again, I wouldn't be surprised by this. It's hard to find duplicates of the same genetic profile, but it has happened. How old would she be now?"

He buttoned up his uniform, then attached his gun holster to his belt. "She'd be 16 if Blue Cosmos hadn't murdered her or my wife ten years ago. The only difference is that she'd have my eyes. Otherwise, you look just like her."

Blinking twice, Kyou realized that the reason why he cared so much about her purity in life was because of his family, and how he missed being the father he could have been for his little girl. If Kyoko was born two years before she was, then that meant that Rear Admiral Pinkerton would have had a year extra experience ahead of her parents with raising girls, if Kyoko was still alive in this case.

"Rear Admiral Pinkerton, I want to help you, like you were doing your best to help me… before I took lives in the battlefield. Will you let me help you shoulder the burden by taking me on as a surrogate daughter?"

"You can't replace her. Or my wife." He said somberly, before he let out a bitter chuckle "But I'll take the offer. Besides..." He put his cap on his head. "This might help me get closure after Blue Cosmos is annihilated."

Kyou, unaware that she was crying, looked her superior in the eye and said, "Alright… father."

At that moment…

The door was opened from outside, revealing Izumi at the ready, and saying, "Ensign Nanjo, reporting… for… duty… Kyou-chan, what are you doing here?"

"Good day, young lady. As for why young Miss Yamato is here… she was councelling me on a psychological problem I have."

Izumi was about to ask what sort of psychological problem it was when she looked at Kyou's face, tears streaming from her eyes. Knowing that this was not the right time to ask, she said, "Roger, I understand. I'll wait for until you're both ready for me to know my first assignment."

"No need. I'm heading to the bridge now. And you're both going to take a few lessons in commanding a warship while we're at it."

Izumi's eyes widened, possibly larger how Kyou's eyes widened.

"Don't get distracted! This is harder than you think, Cadets! Commanding a ship is harder than piloting a Mobile Suit! If this were a battle, both of you would be dead ten seconds ago!" He walked out of the room, followed by his new students.

117Jorn: Know I said it before, but I'll say it again… SIEG ZEON! :D

Patriot-112: I agree with you completely.

Takeshi Yamato: Things are definitely heating up here. Looking forward to things to come.

Xamusel: Wait for the next chapter to see a touching (in my opinion) scene that almost made it to this chapter. I hope you guys agree that it needed to be there in canon.

Ron the True Fan: Didn't see THAT coming, did you?

Xamusel: You mean the Rear Admiral's family life?

Ron the True Fan: Considering I NEVER do that for my guys, it's one hell of a screwball.

Xamusel: Agreed. I don't want to know what he did with his life after Blue Cosmos killed his family and before being OMNI Enforcer… but it must've been Hell.

Patriot-112: I hear ya. So, without further adieu…

Xamusel: Sayonara no Tsubasa!

Everyone: Sayonara!