AN: Hi everyone. Welcome to my first AU Gundam Seed Project. If you do not like AU I suggest you don't read this then. It is based on some really wierdinspiration i made between the stories of King Arthur, Excaliber, Might over Right and whatnot with the chars from Gundam Seed. Now for those of you wondering, this is not a remake of the knights of the round table, but a story inspired to take place in that time frame because of it. This chapter will serve as a prolouge so i hope you enjoy.

BTW: Posting this story up does not mean i have abandoned any other works. It is just a little pet projet i have been dabbling in. That being said, I am unsure as to when updates for this will arrive. I am trying to make this story purely inspiration based.

Finally, i do not own any of the gundam seed chars nor am i being paid for this

EDIT: It seems spellcheck has defeated me by replacing our heroes names with other things. I think i have fixed it all in the first chapter but please let me know. ALSO! for those curious i HATE HATE HATE HATE Prologyue's and setting up background infromation. SO if you feel detail is lacking here, dont worr! I plan on using flashback or memory sequences later on to go further into depth. Why you ask? I HATE prologues and would rather get to the present where char's interact better.


The kingdom of Orb was revered around the world for being one of peace and neutrality. For generations its kings and queens have ruled with compassion in their hearts and generosity in their hands. The only sorrow that ever swept the lands was the sadness that weighed heavily down upon the king and queen, the woe of never having a child. The subjects of the land feared what would happen should the bloodline stop with their King and Queen and allow another to take power. They feared their prosperity would stop as it had in so many other lands.

However kindness always deserves to be rewarded and the couple was blessed with twins, a boy and girl who were found mysteriously in front of the castle one eerie night. Shocked that anyone could abandon two children the Queen decided to adopt them immediately and raise them as their own much to the displeasure to some of the noblemen. Fearing the children would be enslaved to less than noble blood, the nobles fought with the royalty though they only feared for the future of Orb.

War brewed between those who supported the Royal family and those who opposed as the bliss that had befallen the people of Orb was fading out of reach. A problem cannot be solved with the same thinking that created it and so a foreigner was brought in to diffuse the situation. The ruler from a nearby kingdom was asked to moderate and soon a resolution was formed. When the children came of age it would be the people that determined if one of them should be allowed to rule. While most of the nobles were appeased, there were a few who opposed but could only concede lest they lose the faith of their subjects.

The young prince and princess grew and matured as the years passed on as the whole Kingdom of Orb fell in love with them, including those who originally opposed their placement. Both held a fierce determination to see that what is right should always prevail over might, only finding violence a last and undesired resort. And yet the twins knew it would be foolish to ignore the fact that sometimes one needed to defend those they love from ones who only seek to harm.

Despite their shared birth, the twins were almost as different as night and day. The self-proclaimed elder of the two was now a young blond woman whose demeanor was anything but proper. Often loud and outspoken, she never hesitated to argue until her opponents saw her vision. Many would call Cagalli brash and headstrong while she merely accepted the fact that she was committed. Her brother often agreed, saying many times that he too felt she should be 'committed'.

And then there was her brother Kira, the beloved prince of Orb. He was far more reserved in his manner but no less determined to see justice prevail through the land. Kira held a respect for all the people of Orb regardless of their social status, never feeling the need to be held superior to any other man or woman. Yet unlike his sister who cared nothing for the responsibilities to lead, Kira saw the throne as a tool that could help prosperity last in the land for generations to come. For it was the king who served the people and not the people who labored for the king.

Kira knew that such a label came with many responsibilities which only belonged to one who deserved to bear the title of king. Seeking to improve himself he often spent time away from the castle and beseeched great men of different fields to teach him what they could in hopes he could one day better serve Orb, be he the king or not.

His journey first led him to the House of Flaga where he met the living legend and protector of Orb, Mwu La Fllaga. It was from Mwu that Kira learned what it meant to be truly chivalrous as well as the duties of a knight. Having insisted upon receiving no special treatment he started his duties as a stable boy until he worked his way up to squire, and then the day finally came. Kira was knighted by the house of Fllaga, an honor never before bestowed upon one outside the family.

But Kira knew his journey was not complete and had to bid his teacher and friend farewell so he could continue on his path bearing the full responsibilities of his newfound knighthood. Kira learned from scholars of all fields who rejoiced at finding a student so dedicated and bright, yet selfless and noble. One could only weep feeling he would not live long enough to see the young prince take his rightful place at the throne.

Despite all the knowledge he gained Kira never felt satisfied that he would one day be worthy to rule. He knew there had to be something more he could do, something else he could learn to better help the people. After a few years separation he returned to the one man whose advice he trust above all else, he returned to his father the king.

It was there he was told to seek out the one person who could teach him best how to be king better than his own father. Kira was told to see the man who single-handedly saved the Kingdom of Orb from civil war so many years ago, the ruler of Plant, Siegel Cline. Overjoyed with the news Kira made a hasty goodbye to his family who wept to see him leave them once more but took solace in the knowledge that he would return one day a better man.

Upon his arrival the King of Plant who was only too happy to help the son of his friend welcomed Kira with open arms. The days for Siegel Cline had been lonely with his wife deceased and only child sent away to further her studies. So for the next year Kira would learn from the king and the king would to learn from Kira, amused one so young could have so much to teach. Diplomacy, peace talks, and the battlefield upon the courts would be Kira's new arena for the time to come, the use of force applied only when all other options have failed.

It was not long before Kira was well praised in the Kingdom of Plant who rejoiced knowing the successor to Orb would be one wise beyond his years. When it was time to leave he was given a hero's farewell as the denizens asked for his return whenever possible. Though he was saddened to leave the country, he would not do so alone; the generosity of the king would not allow it.

Kira left with a mystical sword. Freedom it was called to remind him of the path he chooses to walk. The sword was covered in unknown symbols and was told to have the power to bring out the true strength of a person when it was needed most. A most treasured gift that left the young prince humbled. But he took something far more valuable home with him to Orb, friendship.

His studies abroad had befriended him the son of a councilman at Plant, Athrun Zala, a skilled young knight who joined in on the young prince's vision. Together they shared their joys and leaned from their sorrows, treasuring every moment they had because they both knew one day Kira would have to leave.

And leave he did with a hearty handshake and a pledge of friendship from his old friend when the day came for the two to part. Athrun was saddened to see his friend go but could see in Kira's vibrant violet eyes that he truly wished to return home and be with his family once more.

Needless to say the Kingdom of Orb was only too happy to receive the prince it once almost tossed away. He was paraded through the streets like a hero who had victored in a hopeless battle and was brought back to the castle to receive his parent's blessings. Kneeling before his parents they each put a hand on one of his shoulders and told him to rise as he accepted the responsibility to officially serve the kingdom of Orb as the title "Heir to the throne" was given to him. One day now, he would be king.

Kira would not wait for 'One Day' to come and soon set out from the castle again to serve his country. He knew of the plight some of those in Orb along with villages just outside its borders held. Invaders never fully fade away. Not satisfied to merely protect those who where shrouded within the border of Orb, he sought to bring Freedom to all those who choose to receive it. He chose to give the people who suffered a chance followed only by those who volunteered to do so.

One year later bringing us to the present, a warrior followed by a company of troops made their way back to the main city of Orb; an unsuspecting capital was ready to receive its weary children.

The castle was alive with noise as news of the approaching troops had put the guards on alert with the staff buzzing with rumors. A young blonde lady ran past guards who were not fast enough to react to her and found her way into her parent's chambers.

"Mother! Father!" She was clearly excited; the news must have been to her benefit. "The troops! Their Kira's! He has come home! And this time I'll make him stay if he knows what's good for him!" With Kira gone Cagalli received much attention from her parents, but even she could handle only so much. The past few years had left her long separated from a brother she loved and cared for so much.

The king and queen quickly looked at their daughter and adorned their royal garments, speechless at the return of their son. Cagalli rolled her eyes and followed, wondering how strange her parents could be at times. "Fine, ill do it. Guards! Prepare an escort to meet Kira at the gates. You there, send word throughout the castle to arrange for a celebration. The Prince has returned!"

Suddenly the chatter had stopped. The Prince was returning, this was no time for gossip. Once prepared, a royal escort was dispatched from within the castle walls to great the knight whose fame was well known.

The young prince was paraded through town as people cheered from the streets relieved their prince had returned. Many had worried that some tragedy would befall him as he worked in the outer lands, yet he had been able to return to his people in tact. The past year left no sign of weariness on the prince, his brunette hair always a mess. The tragedies of battle had left no physical scar upon his kind face nor the deep violet eyes that held compassion above all else.

With much delay to meet the citizens of Orb, the escort finally brought him back to the castle where he was welcomed by his family, tears slipping down the sides of their faces.

"Mother. Father. I'm home." His mother shed a few tears and nodded before hugging her son, while his father spoke in a loud hearty voice before following suit. "Yes my boy, you certainly are!"

Not to be outdone, the princess made sure she would be heard above all else "Kira you big stupid head! Why do you keep mother and father worrying like that by leaving us all the time!"

Still held warmly within the embrace of his parents, he turned his head to find his sister pouting at him, displeasure in her eyes. Kira spoke in a calm soothing voice, the likes of which could disarm even the mightiest of warriors "I am sorry Cagalli, but I had to leave. Don't worry, it will be alright now. I am here to stay."

She looked over at her brother as her face softened showing a gentleness not many other people had seen "You mean it? You won't go gallivanting off for another year somewhere?"

He nodded assuringly to his sister, who just approached him to give him a hug but instead slapped him on the back, hard. "Good! I need someone else around here to get in trouble besides me!"

However the moment would not last long between the reunited family as a weary messenger approached with a grim look on his face. His voice was frantic, scarred even. "SIRE! The representatives from Plant! They are under attack by marauders! They will not last the night without reinforcements. They are about half a day's journey down the main road by the ruins of the old fort."

Without hesitating Kira knew what he must do being the only fully armed company at the moment and beseeched his king. "Father, please. Send me to lead the detachment. I owe the people of Plant much. Please grant me this favor."

The king looked worriedly over to his wife who gave him the strength he needed to make the decision he knew was right.

"Of course Kira. Take your horse and troops and leave immediately. We will send more troops when we can."

The young prince bowed before his parents and mouthed a 'sorry' to his sister for leaving again so soon, but the responsibilities of a knight and a prince where never meant for the weak. With his company already prepared for travel, they left the capital as if the very fires of hell were upon their feet. Kira only hoped that he would arrive in time to make a difference.

Half a day's journey away a fierce battle was raging on as attackers had stumbled across a caravan, ignoring the royal flags it bore. With intent to steal their treasures and capture the survivors for slave labor they attacked in great force feeling victory soon at their hands. What they found were royal guards who were well trained and well led by a young man with blue hair and fire in his emerald green eyes.

Athrun had the delegates congregate in the center as the troops surrounded their leaders and fought with little concern for their own lives. In the center of the mayhem, Siegel Cline closely held his daughter within his arms, who was trembling at the mayhem that surrounded them.

Her voice quivered as she spoke, "Daddy, I'm scarred. Will we be alright?"

Siegel Cline had to set aside his own fears and be strong for his daughter "Of course we will. Our guards are very strong and Athrun is leading them. Just have a little faith." His daughter nodded her head and buried it within her father's chest, the tears still streaming down her face.

Both Siegel and Athrun new that if help didn't arrive soon, they would stand little chance of survival. The marauders increased their numbers with every passing kill and were intent upon reaching their prize after committing so much. The number of guards were dwindling and the situation looked bleak until a faithful horn was heard in the distance. The earth trembled with the arriving force as Sir Kira Yamato led the reinforcements directly into the oncoming invaders.

The sound of the horn brought cheers to the remaining guards of Plant as they continued to fight on with newfound hope in their hearts, survival just a breath away. The marauders knew of the skilled nature of that particular detachment having lost to them many times in the outer lands and did not fight long before retreating. They would have to cut their losses or risk extinction at the hands of their enemy. But some marauders had grown too hateful the past year, the sight of their misery flared up new hate within them.

One marauder with a scar over his eye raised a bow and aimed at the one who led the charge. It was considered dishonorable to attack the nobles who led the attack, but these were men who no longer cared about such things. Once assured of his shot he took aim and fired an arrow at the knight whose sword was occupied against another. Kira would not have time to block the projectile that sped its way to him and passed through the damaged armor he had no time to change.

His once vivid eyes bulged in shock as he peered down at the wood sticking out of his chest and fell unconscious to the floor, the world soon going dead to his senses.


As a special treat since this is my pet project, I am going to update two chapters today! PLEASE REVIEW BOTH SEPERATLY! It makes me feel better and more inspired having more reviews to read!
I hope you have enjoyed this first chapter. The next one is for all you KiraXLacus fans. )