Yo everybody. Here it is. This chapter is more like an mini-chapter than a full chapter, but it's like the SEED epilouge. A short, little thing. And with that, SEED is officially done. Not much else to say. I've added a little peak at Destiny at the end. Two of the new Gundams that will be in Destiny. Speaking of Destiny, I will tell you one thing about it. The Earth Alliance won't fracture nearly as much as it did in Destiny. I just couldn't stand that about Destiny. Junius Seven is dropped on Earth to wipe out all live on Earth and yet half of Earth acts like that isn't a good enough reason to fight a war. Which I realistically, couldn't see happening as much as it did.

And, know many of you were stunned by Chris's death and don't want to believe he's dead. But Chris is dead. When I spared Nicol, I wanted there to be a death that would be as tragic, if not more, as his's. Flay was out of the question. From the very beginning, I was going to have her survive SEED. Kira, Lacus, Athrun and Cagalli were out of the question, as they're needed for Destiny. And many of the other characters just didn't seem to have the same punch. So that left Chris. It was a hard decision. I weighted both options for quite some time. And I chose the path most wouldn't take. I chose to kill him.

And the name pulled is now a dead tie. So if you haven't made a choice, vote. Otherwise, I'll have to cast the tiebreaker vote.

Alexander: 4

Virgil: 4

Nero: 2

After Phase: Between the Stars

The Marshall Islands

One and a Half Months After the Second Battle of Jachin Due

Kira sat on the porch of Reverend Malchio's orphanage, staring out at the setting sun. The sounds of children playing filled the air. But another sound began to fill the air. The sound of the twin turbine engine of a Heli. Kira looked up. The two-man craft approached the orphanage, landing on the pier.

Kira stood up as Athrun and Cagalli climbed out of the aircraft. "Lacus, they're here." Kira called into the orphanage.

"I'll be there in a moment." Lacus replied.

Athrun and Cagalli reached the porch. Cagalli embraced her brother in a hug. "How have you been Kira?" she asked.

"I'm fine." Kira replied. "How have you two been?"

"Alright. Repairing the damage done to Orb during the war has been long and difficult. But everyone has been working hard to restore Orb to what it was before the war."

Later That Night

The sounds of talking and eating filled the orphanage as Kira, Lacus, Cagalli, Athrun, Reverend Malchio and the children began to eat their dinner. While the children were talking about stuff that normal children talk about, the four teens were discussing adult matters. "Still, it really is a hard thing to do. Orb was completely ravaged by the war. That's why we can truly understand the foolishness of war and how precious peace is." Cagalli said as they ate. "But there are countries that don't."

"It's those that believe, 'If you don't trust the other person, don't lower you gun.', isn't it?" Lacus asked.

Cagalli nodded. "Yes." she answered. "I can't help but wonder if the PLANTs are having the same problem."

"All of us must lower our guns or else nothing will ever change." Lacus said.

Cagalli sighed. "Even through we should already understand this... It just seems like there are those that just can't, or won't, understand it."

"How are those three pilots doing?" Lacus asked, seeking to change the subject.

Lacus shown a great deal of concern for the three Alliance pilots that they had captured at Jachin Due. Despite the fact that those three were among the most dangerous opponents that they had ever fought and more than once, they had come close to killing them in battle. Of course, given the current state they were in, it's hard to believe that they were the same dangerous pilots that they had fought at Orb, Mendel and Jachin Due. They could barely move their own bodies in the state were currently in, much less pilot a mobile suit with the skill of an ace.

"Those three? Well, the doctors say that they will pull through. But it will still be weeks before they'll able to move on their own. Much less care for themselves." Cagalli replied. "Whatever the Alliance did to them, it was pretty severe. But when they do recover, just what will we do with them? I mean, we can't just give them back Alliance, can we?"

"Of course not." Lacus said. "They're as much a victim as anyone else during the war. And sending back to those that did that to them, will only make things worse for them."

Athrun nodded. "Yes. It's likely that those in the Alliance military that ordered that done to them, will only subject them to more experiments or dispose of them to prevent their existence from becoming public." he said. "But even then, those three are wild and violent. And their bodies and minds have been heavily altered. They not be able to do anything but fight."

Lacus shook her head. "I don't believe that. They were normal people once before. They can be again."

"But we don't even know who they were." Athrun argued. "They could have been violent criminals before they were experimented on."

"If they are, then we will face that when and if we reach that bridge. Until then, we should make every effort to help them."

Athrun let out a tired sighed as he scratched his head. "Alright. Alright." he said, defeated.

Later

After dinner, Kira had walked out onto the beach, as Lacus, Cagalli and the children cleared the tables, watching debris enter the atmosphere and burn up. Leaving trails of light in the night sky.

Even though it had been weeks since Jachin Due, his mind still went back there. To Rau's insane words, and to Chris's death. Both haunted him. Rau's words seemed to tear at what he believed in and expose the dark side of humanity. While Chris death brought him only sorrow and guilt. Countless times since the battle, he couldn't help but wonder if he could have done things differently. If he could have done something that would have spared Chris his fate.

Athrun walked up to him, pulling him from his train of thoughts. "It's strange, isn't it?" Kira asked. "I can't help but wonder, why am I still alive? What makes me so special? Why do I still get to be with my loved ones while others can't? Why do I get to be with Lacus while Flay will never see Chris again?"

Memories of Chris pushing him out of the path of the beams and Raven exploding filled his mind.

"We're all thinking that too, Kira." Athrun said. "I can't answer why we survived while others didn't. Maybe we survived to make sure that such tragedies won't happen again."

Elsewhere, Lacus and Cagalli stood on the porch, watching Kira and Athrun talk. "You know, I was amazed that you actually went onto the battlefield." Cagalli told the pink haired girl.

"Really?"

"Yeah. But being out there, seemed to suit you."

Lacus smiled. "Is that so?" she asked. "I was just trying to bring an end to the fighting the best way I could."

"Even then, you didn't have to go out on to the battlefield."

"How could I not, with Kira, Athrun, you and everyone else, out there risking their lives to bring peace? I sought to bring about peace, just like the rest of you. So why should I be the one to sat and watch from a safe distance?"

Cagalli nodded. "I see your point. Prehaps one day, no one will ever have to set foot on a battlefield."

Flay leaned on the railing of a balcony in her family's mansion in Orb. By pure chance, it had escaped the invasion of Orb with little damage. Unlike many other houses on Onogoro. Flay was wearing a simple blue dress that did little to hide the signs of her pregnancy. Around her neck, hung Chris's dog tags.

She had lost much in war. Her home on Heliopolis. Her father. ...And Chris. But there was one thing and only thing she had gained from the war. Her child. Chris's child.

Flay hadn't had any DNA test done to confirm who her child's father was, but she knew it was Chris's. Something deep within her, told her so.

"The tea's ready." Murrue called out from inside the mansion.

Flay turned around and entered the house. After she had returned to her family's mansion, she had offered it to any of the Archangel's crew that needed a place to stay. It was too large for her to live in by herself. Murrue, John and Andy had taken her up on that offer.

Flay sat down on chair as Murrue entered the living room with a tray. The older woman set the tray on the coffee table and sat down on the love seat across from her. Murrue poured them both a cup of tea. They silently drank their tea. They were both still grieving for the losses of the men they loved.

"This is good." Flay said, breaking the silence.

"Thank you." Murrue said before pausing to think of something to say to keep the silence from returning. "Ah...I have you chosen a name yet?"

Flay gently stroked the bulge on her abdomen. "No. Not yet. I honestly don't know were to begin with picking names. Course, I don't even don't even know if it's a boy or a girl."

"Well, you're better off picking on your own." Murrue said. "I had a friend from before the war, who was pregnant and asked her friends and family for advice. It was a big mistake. Everyone was bugging her with suggestions on her child's name for a week before she became fed up and told them all to shut up."

Both women laughed. Flay smiled. "I'll keep that in mind."

Yzak, followed by Dearka and Shiho, entered the ZAFT Government building. Through his face didn't show it, Yzak was nervous. Though he had fought plenty of battles, but the field of politics was something completely different. Something he wasn't sure that he was ready for.

"Ah! You're here Mr Joule." the newly elected National Defense Committee Chairman, Ian Kessel, called out as he approached the trio. "I was starting to wonder if you had gotten cold feet."

Yzak and Ian shook hands. "No sir. I'm sorry for being late." Yzak replied. "Ah...Sir, I was wondering, why was I asked to fill my mother's position on the Council? Surely there are more experienced people that can fill her role than me."

"True. But you have something they don't have. You fought in this war. And while it was caused by politicians, it was the younger generation that fought and died in the war. It is only fair that they have a voice during the peace talks. That's why I asked for you to fill your mother's position temporarily."

Ian patted Yzak on back. "Well Mr Joule, you're about to enter a battlefield more perilous and treacherous than any you've experienced before. Politics." Ian said, leading him to the Council chambers. "A word of advice, don't trust anyone in the field of politics. Because while we may be your friend one day, the next day, we could very likely stab you in back. So stay on your guard at all times."

John Alaric, Elizabeth and Johanna Dante entered a Morgenroete hanger. As soon as he entered, John's eyes were drawn to a large object sitting in the middle of the hanger. "So this is the project we're working on. For awhile there, I thought we'd be working on that new Murasame Project." he said, sipping a cup of coffee.

Johanna nodded as they walked forward. "Nope. We're working on this. It's a special request. Not a regular project for Orb."

"That doesn't surprise me. So is this a rebuild or a complete redesign?"

"Well...We could rebuild it." Liz said. "But it doesn't seem quite to just rebuild it."

"Indeed it doesn't." Samuel said as he and Andy entered the hanger.

Andy whistled. "Well now. I didn't think I'd be seeing this guy again."

"Yeah. The body was destroyed, but the head managed to survive. We've been asked to restore the head and have it placed on a mobile suit. We're trying to decide if we should rebuild as it was before, or create a new mobile suit for it." Johanna explained as the group gathered around the damaged head of the GAT-X305 Raven.

Samuel placed his hand on the Raven's faceplate. "It doesn't matter either. The Raven will fly again." he said. "We'll see to that."

A girl in a ZAFT Red Coat uniform stood before a grave. One among many graves. "It's funny. I never thought I would visit your grave, after all that happened between us." she said. "When I first heard you died, I thought it was just some plan of your's. Some plot that would aid you in your goal."

She sighed. "But then time passed, and I found myself more and more desperate to believe that you were still alive. That you had faked your death and were hiding somewhere. Because I didn't want you to be dead. As much as I grew to hate you, you were my father and I loved you." She sighed again. "But I guess there's no denying it. You died at Jachin Due. And I'm here just to say goodbye...Father."

The girl turned and left the grave with the name, Rau Le Creuset written on it.

And so it's finally done. And before anyone asks, the Allster mansion is the same one as the one Andy and Murrue living in during Destiny. At least in my story. But it is my belief that their mansion was the mansion owned by the Allsters.

And now for the mobile suit preview:

"Start another war? Of course we are! We exist only to fight in wars and kill people like you Coordinator! Like all soldiers do! If you're too weak to understand that than you don't belong in that machine!" Treize Zabiarov

Mobile Suit Serial Number: ZGMF-X44S 'Specter'
Unit Type: Prototype high mobility mobile suit
Powerplant: Ultracompact energy battery
Special Equipment: Variable Phase Shift Armor, Deuterion Beam Energy Supply System, Lightwave Pulse Thrusters, Twin Prototype Vernier Boosters
Armaments: 4x MMI-GAU1717 12.5 mm CIWS, mounted on the head, 2x 'Cerebus' beam revolver with bayonet, stored on hip holders, 1x MMI-558 'Tempest' beam sword, stored on the inside of the shield, 1x MGX-2230 long range multi-phase beam cannon, mounted on right shoulder, 1x shield, mounted on the left arm
Pilot: Treize Zabiarov, Suiren
Color: Treize's colors: Black torso, head, shins, forearms. Gray faceplate, biceps, thighs. Red trim and head crest. Default/Suiren's colors: Silver, with black trimming, joints, hands, and shield.
Info: The fourth stolen mobile suit from Armory One. Designed as a next generation high mobility mobile suit, it was equipped with the prototype Vernier Boosters. While the massive boosters enable it to achieve speeds unrivaled by normal mobile suits, the boosters can drain the battery if the high speeds are sustained for too long. Also, most pilots cannot handle it's maximum speed. To date, only two pilots have been able to successfully control it at it's maximum speeds. It's original pilot and the Extended pilot that stole it from Armory One.
Notes: This was by far the hardest mobile suit I've come up with, simply because I couldn't pin down the outline of the MS I wanted. I'd work on it one day, then come back a couple days later, with an entirely new suit idea. Ultimately, after a binge watching of Gundam Wing, I came up with a Tellgeese style machine and decided that even if I came up with a better MS idea, I would stay with this one.

"I won't let you bring down Junius Seven upon the Earth! Such a tragedies must never be unleashed on the world again!" Flay Allster

Mobile Suit Serial Number: MBF-X135 Strike Raven
Unit Type: general purpose mobile suit
Powerplant: Ultracompact energy battery
Special Equipment: Trans Phase Armor, Raven Striker Mk II backpack/subflight lifter, can be separated from main body and used as a subflight system.
Armament: 2x "Igelstellung" 75mm multi-barrel CIWS, mounted in head, 1x 57 mm high-energy beam rifle, 2x beam sabers, stored in hips, 1x shield, mounted on left arm
Raven Striker Armaments: 2x 52mm hyper velocity cannon, 2x M2M3 76mm machinegun, mounted on the underside of the wings
Pilot: Flay Allster
Appearance: It's body resembles the Strike with a backpack similar to the Raven's flightpack, save larger. And the railguns, when the pack is raised, sit next to the head like the beam guns on the Fatum-00. It's head is the scared head of the Raven.
Color: Identical color scheme to the Raven. Primarily midnight blue with red trim. White thighs, biceps, and face.
Info: The Strike Raven was designed by Johanna Dante, at the request of Flay Alster, in tribute to Chris Dante, who died when the Raven was destroyed during the Second Battle of Jachin Due. The largest piece of the Raven recovered by the Clyne Faction was it's head, which was restored and mounted on the Strike Raven. Again, at Flay's personal request. While it's body is designed after the Strike, it lacks the hardpoints for Striker packs, instead it's equipped with the Raven Striker Mk II backpack. A subflight unit based off the Raven's wings and the Justice's Fatum-00. When not activated, the wings are folded and the pack rests against it's back. When in use, the wings extend and the pack rises up like the Fatum.

Later everybody! See you all when Destiny comes!