Gundam Seed: Abhorrence

Hi Everyone!

This is my first attempt at any sort of fanfiction so please be kind... and be warned. This story will get a little violent (a little?) Ok... perhaps quit a bit but I do not like to kill my characters so... um... keep that in mind while reading ok?

This story does in fact take place after Seed and Before Destiny since I have yet to see Destiny - but i want to so badly! I hope you enjoy the story and please review if you have the time. I always like hearing from you.

Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Seed or any references made to the series or that of Gundam Seed Destiny

Chapter #1: Anniversary

It was dark. The moon a pearl in the velvet sky painted with stars as diamonds. A soft wind pounded against the window of the hotel room, reminding her of that day's significance. It couldn't be forgotten. The sky was clear yet thick clouds of darkness engulfed the city on PLANT 07, making the air thick and heavy to breathe.

Inside, Cagalli lay quietly on her bed, eyes staring blankly at the bland ceiling above her. To her right she could hear the sound of water running as her assistant Athrun Zala ran himself a shower. The light peering out from beneath the bathroom door contrasted heavily with the pitch black of the main room, forcing Cagalli to avert her gaze to the left, out through the window.

It had been exactly 1 year to the day. It was almost too much to fathom. Shuddering slightly, Cagalli curled in on herself and closed her eyes. Why had she ever gotten involved with them? She should have known it would come back to haunt her. Not a day had passed without giving them a thought. But that was all it ever was, simply a passing thought of how they felt she had betrayed them.

With a heavy sigh, Cagalli shook her head. It wouldn't have mattered. She couldn't have morally done what they had asked her to do. Perhaps at one point she may have considered it but so much had changed since then. Athrun had come into her life and progress was being made to finally bring about true peace. She couldn't do it. Not to him and even though her conscious was clear, her utter betrayal had left her uneasy.

They had sworn they wouldn't forget her, that they would take matters into their own hands. She had the power and influence to make their ideals a reality … but somehow she couldn't bring herself to. All the mattered now was establishing a treaty between the coordinators and the naturals to end the bitter conflict that had already touched too many people. They had wanted to break bridges, not build them.

Cagalli shook her head. Never had she felt so unnerved. She had never forgotten their promise to her, that they would never cease in their efforts to exterminate the Coordinators. It was the one year anniversary of Heliopolis' destruction and the event had become a symbol of the ongoing difficulties between the two races. It was symbolic of the bitterness, the hatred and anger that had yet to dissipate.

Tensing, Cagalli heard that water stop running and could only assume that Athrun had finished his shower. She'd almost forgotten about him. Ever since the fighting had ceased and negotiations had begun, Athrun had chosen to remain by her side to help her in anyway he could. Of course, she was grateful but now, negotiations were moving from the PLANTS to the Earth and Cagalli was nervous about bringing Athrun to a place where the bitterness had not yet subsided. The upcoming assembly was being held in Helsinki, Finland… a place where many Heliopolis refugees had resided after the disaster.

Thinking back, past memories seemed to push their way into her mind, forcing her to relive that fateful day over and over again.

"Listen Jibril," The young girl stumbled over her words, shifted awkwardly from one foot to the other. Nervously she dug her hands in her jean pockets and tried her best not to stare at the floor despite the fact it had suddenly become very appealing. "I can't…do as you have requested."

The older mans' eyes narrowed as he eyed the youth carefully. Slowly, he rose from his desk and took a step towards the teen. His movements were slow, deliberately drawn out and with a mystifying and horrifying grace. "What do you mean you can't, Miss. Cagalli?"

Cagalli shivered, Jibril's words as dark as the room she found herself in. Their Head quarters had always been gloomy and dark but for some reason, today it seemed especially dreary.

Glancing to her left, Cagalli noticed other members of the band rising from their seats and those who were already standing had turned their attention to her. For a 16 year old, the whole ordeal was unsettling. "I understand your grief," She struggled to get the words out clearly. "I was there on Heliopolis when it happened and I appreciate your assistance in recovering my refugee shuttle."

"You don't think you can just leave the Blue Cosmos do you?" Jibril demanded, his face darkening. "Not after everything we have done for you. We are revolutionaries, fighting to transform this world into what it should be. You are the Princess of Orb. Join us and together we can destroy the Coordinators and make this world a better place for all Naturals."

Cagalli took an unconscious step back to distance herself from the gang leader. She could see the rage swelling behind those piercing blue eyes that were burning a hole right through her chest. Shaking her head, she inhaled deeply.

"It was mistake." She explained warily. "What is important now is that we find a way to end this war. Nobody wants to see any more violence. I must request that you do not take any aggressive actions that will hinder our negotiations with the coordinators at this time."

"I don't think you are in a position to make demands," Neo called from the corner and sneered. "You are a part of something… something you WILL NOT dismiss. You are a Natural!"

"I said I am leaving," Cagalli repeated and cautiously back-stepped towards the door. She knew better than to turn her back on these men. Especially Jibril and Neo – they were the worst of them all. "Good bye."

"This is not goodbye, Cagalli," Jibril snapped as the young girl as s he reached back and pulled the door open. "We'll be watching you. Go, have your fun but one day… you will hear from the Blue Cosmos again. One day, we will bring an end to the Coordinators with or without your help…that I can assure you."

Cagalli didn't answer as she scurried out the door. Why had she ever gotten involved with them? Of course she knew the answer. They had rescued her refugee ship after having escaped Heliopolis. After finding out who she was, the underground naturalist group sought to use her to make their ideals a reality.

As the war had progressed, she never heard from them again but the magnitude of their deeds heightened to a point that Cagalli heard regularly of their gorilla tactics against Coordinators in Finland. They wanted to overthrow the government and what frightened her was that they had the will to do so if only they had the means and resources.

The cold of night came upon her with a vengeance as Callagi wrapped her arms around herself and hurried down the narrow streets of Helsinki. All she wanted was to get away and bury herself in her bed. She'd been dreading that confrontation but it had been inevitable. She could not leave them with false beliefs that she would side with them wanting revenge, retribution and the destruction of an entire race. No good would come of it.

"Go, have your fun but one day… you will hear from the Blue Cosmos again. One day, we will bring an end to the Coordinators with or without your help…that I can assure you."

She shuddered, those words – they kept echoing in her mind. It was like she couldn't escape them. Running down the street she picked up her pace as if trying to get away from them.

Running… running… running…

"NO!" Cagalli's eyes flew open and she shot up like a rocket, panting and sweating as she struggled to breathe. Hunching over, she focused on inhaling and exhaling, gradually easing her rapidly beating heart.

Glancing around wildly, she released a sigh of relief as everything came back to her. She was at the hotel, in her room. Looking over through the window, she sighed. Judging by the way the sun's rays were streaming through the drapes, it was the earlier part of the morning.

"Just a dream," She reminded herself as she rubbed the sleet from her eyes. "Just a dream."

The last words, however, Jibril had spoken to her still were etched in the back of her mind. Over the past week, they had become more and more persistent and she had found herself much more edgy. She had actually snapped at Athrun at lunch yesterday for being five minutes late picking her up from a meeting with the PLANT representatives. Athrun had taken it graciously of course but she had never been so curt with her friend before.

"Go, have your fun but one day… you will hear from the Blue Cosmos again. One day, we will bring an end to the Coordinators with or without your help…that I can assure you."

Had Jibril meant it? Or had it been an emotional come back with no meaning? Cagalli didn't know but the threat of having the Blue Cosmos interfere with the relations between the two people was unnerving. They couldn't harm her directly but there were a lot of things that they could do to harm her indirectly. Her next assembly was in Helsinki and her concern was for the PLANT delicates who intended on being at that meeting. There were so many people who still hated Coordinators there and the presence of the Blue Cosmos could put their lives in danger.

There was no use in trying to get back to sleep. She had too much on her mind to settle into any sort of undisturbed slumber. Glancing over, she scowled. Beside her, in his own bed, was Athrun, sleeping soundly. His left leg and arm were both draped over the side of his bed and he had somehow managed to kick off most of his blankets. It was, however, that look of peace on Athrun's face that bothered her.

Why should he get to sleep when she could not? Something about it just didn't seem fair.

Without fully thinking clearly, she gave Athrun's bed a swift kick, jostling it roughly. "Athrun," She hissed and gave his bed another firm strike. "Wake up."

Nothing.

"Good grief," Cagalli shook her head in dismay. "He can sleep through anything."

Reaching over, she grabbed Athrun's shoulder and shook it continuously. She needed to get her mind off of the potential dangers awaiting her back in Finland. The problems of the past. Even if that meant having breakfast early and waking Athrun up then so be it. "Athrun, come on. Wake up already."

This time she got a low growl as the young Coordinator stretched and cracked an emerald eye part-way open. Still flopped over and tangled in a mass of sheets, Athrun muttered something before looking over at Cagalli who was eyeing him impatiently.

"Cagalli?" His voice was muffled as he spoke into his pillow and glanced over at the table clock on the desk between their beds. Reading the blurry numbers, he gasped. 5:47am.

"Ohhh," His eyes fell shut as he rolled over onto his other side, back facing Cagalli. "It's too early. Go back to bed."

"Our plane leaves for Helsinki at 9:30am," Cagalli reminded him, using it as an excuse. Sitting up she stretched her arms high above her head and shuddered. "We don't want to be rushed."

"Don't care," Athrun grumbled and reaching down, pulled a blanket over his head in defiance. "Want to sleep." He was so comfortable… too comfortable. Like a bird buried deep in its cozy, warm nest he couldn't bring himself to even raise his head.

"You don't want to miss our flight do you?"

"Don't have to be there until 8:00."

"At the latest. We are expected there around 7:30."

"Not going."

Cagalli's mouth dropped. "What do you mean you're not going?"

"Ask me again in an hour."

"I'm asking you now," Cagalli huffed and grabbing a pillow, threw it at the lump in the bed beside her. She smiled in content when the pillow struck the bump beneath the blankets and she heard a low moan. "You aren't going to Helsinki with me?"

"Leave me alone," Athrun growled hoarsely. "I want to sleep. It's not even six o'clock yet."

Cagalli sighed and shook her head. This was futile. Athrun just didn't do mornings. "Can we at least go downstairs and have breakfast?" She pleaded. She didn't want to go back to sleep. She didn't want to think about Niklas and what might happen to Athrun and herself should the Blue Cosmos discover who he was or rather, what he was. Not only was he a Coordinator but he had personally been involved in the Heliopolis Tragedy. Perhaps it would be best if Athrun simply didn't come…although he would never agree to that. "The restaurant won't be busy and the coffee should be fresh."

Athrun abruptly shot up from his bed, throwing the blanket from his head to his knees. Throwing Cagalli a fierce glare he snarled irritably. "Of course the restaurant won't be busy… no one is awake at this hour… nor should they be."

"Well we are," Cagalli pointed out as she gradually made her way out of bed. She couldn't help but snicker when she noticed that Athrun had a horrible case of 'bed head.' Reaching down, she picked out a pair of pants and a freshly pressed shirt from her suitcase and tossed them over her shoulder. "Tell you what. I'm going to take a quick shower and by then you should be ready to go."

Not really waiting for a response, Cagalli scampered off into the bathroom, vaguely hearing another despairing whine from her companion before she shut the door. Turning on the water, she slipped out of yesterday's clothes and into the shower. Athrun was always lethargic in the morning. Then again, as Cagalli soaped herself down, it occurred to her that Athrun wasn't an evening person either. In fact, the only time Athrun was actually fully alert was in the afternoon.

Cagalli let out a heavy sigh as she let her mind drift away from Jibril and theBlue Cosmos. Perhaps her worry was for nothing? Yet she couldn't be sure and it was that uneasiness that bothered her to no end.

After changing and freshening up, she opened the door and smiled lightly when she caught sight of her friend sitting on his bed, legs hanging over the side. Shirt un-tucked, blue hair uncombed and wearing two un-matching socks, it was hard for Cagalli not to laugh. She wasn't certain but he also thought she could see a pout slipping across her friend's features.

"Are you really going to go downstairs like that?"

Athrun yawned and shrugged. "Like what?"

"Look in the mirror."

"I'd rather not," Athrun snorted and with a low grunt, pushed himself to his feet. "C'mon, let's go."

Cagalli simply nodded and followed.

TBC…

I hope you liked it. Please review if you have the time. I know i will get this question so I may as well answer it now - I am not a morbid person lol. I just really like the whole 'hero goes through hell and comes out on top' stories.

Anyway, Take care and thanks for reading!

Krilyn