By Okirun

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PROLOGUE

Cagalli Yula Attha, coordinator, key political figure of the Orb Union, sometime mobile suit pilot, sister of Kira Yamato, was seething: she had just finished with yet another in a never-ending series of conferences aimed at improving the relationship between the two main factions of the human race.

The rescue vessel Hegira had arrived mid-morning and all she could do was fidget through the entire conference, which as usual, ended with no particularly significant deed accomplished. She acknowledged the value of putting the 'needs of her people above her own'; yet, what could be more important than seeing her beloved alive and well after all this time? Her steps quickened at the thought, as she raced down the corridors, Kisaka trailing at a discreet distance.

She would never see Kira again.

Both Kira and Athrun had been very much alive when the SOS signal was sent. Something went wrong in the interim, however, and the Hegira found only one survivor on one of the discarded satellites in the Debris Belt. That thought wrenched her soul as she tried to focus on the present.

Cagalli found the doorway to her destination blocked by a certain figure in black. She glanced up at the towering man.

"I'm here to see Athrun Zala. Let me pass, please."

The man refused to budge. "I'm sorry, miss. Mr. Zala is currently under investigation for the murder of Mr. Kira Yamato. You will have to come back some other time."

And she could only stare open-mouthed at the formidable man-wall, forgetting to assert her status in the Orb.

... ... End of Prologue ... ...

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