Disclaimer: 'Lo! Hello hi! Yessith, I didn't make Gundam Wing. I don't own it, although I can slightly draw it and I can do a pretty good voice of Wufei when he''s drunk, but no, I don''t really have anything to do with it's creation. I'm generally just boring it (or rather the characters, wuahaha) for a bit-o-fun, BUT all of the characters and plot points not in GW are my own and please don't use them without my consent. Tankies.

AUTHORESS'S NOTE TO THE READERS:*As of July 17, 2002* You are all going to think I'm insane. I'm redoing all of Trinity. ::hides under a piece of strong steel:: It's not even really "redoing" so to speak, I've just decided to add in some more parts and change a few up. Most, if not all, of what is written will stay about the same, BUT more will be added and ::glup:: possible grammar checking.

I started the story a REALLY long time ago, though it never really got finished until just recently because I never had time to work on it besides in the summer. After starting the second book (Trinity:SOS) I decided after a long time of thinking it over to re-write/revise the whole thing. It just didn't live up to my standards. It's my "baby" so to speak, being not only my first fanfiction, but also my first story ever to actually finish.

To everyone who has read the story: I'm sorry for going and changing it up on you now, but I seriously think it will be much better this time than it was last time. It will still go from massively crazy to overly depressing ::sweatdrop::, but that's just a given with two characters like Hannah and Trinity. Please, re-read it and review because I truly wish to know what everyone thinks about it. I'm not great, astounding authoress, so just keep that in mind as you read on.

To first time readers: Tankies for taking the time to read it and please, tell me what you think!

Writing, though I can't always find the right way to say things, have a lack for spelling skills, and can't seem to get homophones right for my life, is something that I now hold very dear to me and whether you flame it or not, I don't care!! Hehe, just please take the time to review!! I love you all!!!

Tankies for everything!

*Magic

Chapter One

"Death of a Friend"

By Magic

Trinity Renada hated this part of the day even more than sitting in her morning algebra class for fifty minutes while nodding off to sleep. It was the hardest thing to have to live through, even harder than Algebra. She had to walk down the long sidewalk of her privet school, past thousands of peers just waiting to throw her a line about her family, car, money or just something else really stupid that would tempt her to take a swing at them, and today, as every other day, she would pretend it didn't bother her and walk head up, like her mother taught her, all the way to her personal limousine which waited at the street curb to take her back home where she would probably talk to no one for the rest of the day.

Trinity sighed deeply, opened the large, double wooden doors and stepped out into the sunlight. The whole school seemed to be watching or whispering to their best friend as she walked to her car. Her driver opened the door for her and she ducked inside. That wasn't too bad, Trinity thought, at least they didn't throw anything. Though, I must admit, sometimes I get some pretty tasty items...like that banana yesterday. She cautiously glanced out the window at her school and decided that the made-to-look-old school was the least place she wanted to think about over her vacation. Her step-brother was coming home, and she had been granted a full two weeks of freedom to spend with her him. Out of school. . . and into a long, grueling two weeks of dresses, parties, and smiling so much I get mouth cramps, Trinity thought, remembering the last time her brother came home as the limo moved past the gates and into her family's yard. I wonder what he's doing right now...

***

Nadir Renada moved his mobile suit closer to his destination as a small smirk played lightly on his lips. Leos were not his favorite suit, but he knew if he didn't want the pilot alarmed, he was going to have to move himself and ten other suits as quite as he could. He had been looking for this particular Gundam pilot for several weeks, and he finally had his location. The pilot had made the simple mistake of going out to get food from the local store and had been caught on the security system. I thought these guys were smart, Nadir pondered as he laughed silently. His gold hair that was combed neatly back fell in sections onto his hansom face concealing his blue eyes that searched the surrounding area. He knew he wouldn't really be noticed because the colonies were used to suits walking around.

He heard the small thumps from his suit's feet as he walked down the street. He and his team were "patrolling the area", so he couldn't make any sharp movements. Soon the pilot would be his, and the colony would forever be on his side. He laughed again to himself quietly. It was a cruel, heartless laugh that was interrupted by a small snort after which he glanced around to see if anyone had noticed.

***

Hilde had just found the can opener under a pile of dirty clothes to open some soup when she heard a loud crash from the back and soft cursing from a young man. He must have dropped a part on his foot, she thought as she stirred the soup. She looked at the can again and could have sworn she hadn't picked any tomato soup up the last time she got food. Duo must have gone out, she realized and thought of using a couple swear words herself. He knew he wasn't supposed to go out in public. Once the fighting had started again, she had tried to make him promise to stay out of the public's eye, but he would always just shake his head and remind her, like she couldn't forget, that he was a Gundam pilot and that he could take care of himself.

Gundam pilot my ass, she thought, that doesn't make you immortal Duo Maxwell! She heard the door open and saw Duo's short figure out of the corner of her eye.

"Hi yah, Hildy! What's for supper?" Duo called out across the room.

"The tomato soup you bought," Hilde said, with a slight edge to her voice to show she did not approve of his shopping.

"Thanks," Duo said as he flopped down onto the couch. He had heard the edge to her voice, but he really had needed some pop so he had just made her job easier by going out to get pop and food. There just wasn't a morning for Duo Maxwell unless he pumped his system with caffeine, and he had needed to get the new parts put away so pop had become something likened to the Holy Grail. He looked up at Hilde from behind the couch and smiled. She makes great soup, he admitted, even if she does hate my hair...and my messiness...and... At the thought of his hair, Duo pulled the long braid out from under his back, where it was giving him a small cramp, and swung it over the couch.

"Ding dong!" Hilde mimicked a doorbell as she pulled Duo's braid down twice. She then walked around the couch and gave Duo his supper. She looked out the window. The "sun" was already setting (there is no sun in the colonies, but I'm sure they have dark and light times sometime!) and realized she still had to get home. "Duo, I've gotta leave pretty soon so I'm just going to let YOU do the dishes today."

"ME?" Duo asked in a voice of mach horror. He looked over the couch, his face matching his voice, "and get dish-pan hands?" He threw his hands into the air, pretending to surrender. He put on his best pouting face by twisting it to look like a sad puppy.

Hilde had to laugh. He just looked so stupid! "Okay, okay!" She said, also surrendering, "I'll do the dishes, but you have to come down and help after you eat that and change into clothes that don't smell like a wet dog. Now, get upstairs and change!" She ordered.

"Yes mother!" Duo said giving her an 'I don't have to listen to you if I don't want to face', and Hilde came back with a glance over to the pile of dirty dishes, which made Duo think twice (which he hardly ever does) and he walked off to his room, slowly.

Hilde turned back to the task at hand: the dishes. What a mission I have today. I have to wash all of these dishes, she thought as she looked them up and down. I'm going to get home really, really late.

She heard a small noise out the window but paid it no mind as she began to wash the mile high pile of dishes. She plunged her hands into the hot, sudsy water and prepared herself emotionally and physically to scrub something that looked a mix of week old spaghetti and fruit salad off a plate. Suddenly she felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Duo, you're supposed to be changing," she commented, knowing it took Duo at least ten minutes to change not including his hair, but that was a different story.

"I'm not Duo," an older man's voice informed her. She whirled around to look into a pair of dark blue eyes that belonged to some sort of soldier. He was obviously the leader of the ten others that stood in the garage, but he wasn't the oldest. Hildy looked around, wondering what to do. They obviously came here to get Duo, but. . . Her thoughts were interrupted when the leader took out his pistol and laid it against her temple. He smiled evilly as he saw her face turn from confusion, to fear, and then to anger.

"What do you want with me?" Hildy asked the all too obvious question.

"Don't worry," the man said, "We don't want you, we want the Gundam pilot. What was his name. . . Duo?"

Hildy felt trapped. Her hand searched the soapy water for something to defend herself with, hoping Duo had eaten steak recently, but all that she could find was a plastic spoon and a spatula. She wasn't about to give up Duo, but this man didn't look like he was kidding around.

***

Duo finally made it up to "his room". The short, small "room" was really just the attic to the garage, but he had bought a pillow, blanket, and some other things that would make the cramped space livable. There was one window in the stuffy, little room, and other than that there was just a closet and an open space about as big as two closets. Duo sighed. Home sweet home, he thought as he made it over to his closet. He opened the door and was attacked by a flying pile of clothes. Unlike most days when his clothes fell out of his closet and attacked him, this day the clothes weighted lot.

What the heck? He thought as he pushed the pile of clothes off of him and got to his feet. He watched as the clothes wiggled and thrashed around until finally he could see the head of a blonde person.

"Quatre?!" He asked the wiggling clothes man.

The clothes man didn't have to answer because by that time Quatre was almost out of the maze of black shirts. Not only did he look like a train had just hit him, but he still seemed to be stuck in a pair of Duo's special black pants. He didn't look like the happiest man on Earth as he flung them off against the wall in a small burst of rage, which was quite odd for Quatre Winner.

"What the hell were you doing in my closet?!?" Duo almost screamed the last part out. He didn't mind his friend coming over, but most people knocked on the door and introduced themselves. They didn't climb in the closet and wait to be found.

Duo was surprised when Quatre gave him the signal to shut up.

"They've found you, Duo," Quatre whispered under his breath as he pulled one of Duo's shirts out of his own.

"What? Who?" Duo asked looking around, wondering if they were hiding in his dresser or something.

"Renada," Quatre said, and he looked at his friend.

"Who? Oh him," Duo said. So Nadir had finally found him. Duo and the other Gundam pilots didn't exactly know much about who Nadir actually was. All they could tell was he was some elite leader of a group who was attempting to take over the colonies. They didn't really know why, how, where, when, or even who was backing the whole organization. Being Gundam pilots in the war before this one, they had felt it was their obligation to do something about these interesting soldiers running around trying to gather the support of all the colonies. A few minor battles had broken out against the newly formed peace alliance who didn't like the idea of some of the colonies forming their own league together, but nothing full scale had come out of it all. Yet.

Renada had told Duo at their last encounter, as he flew off away from Duo, that he was going to hunt him down. I don't know why he hates me so. All I did was destroy half of his soldiers and his large ship, but that gives him no right to hate ME, Duo thought, smiling a mischievous grin. Quatre caught the grin and could tell that Duo had a little too much fun the last time he ran into the unbalanced soldier.

Quatre didn't ask Duo what he had done to the guy he instead asked, "Have you seen anyone following you lately?"

"No," Duo said after thinking carefully about it, "but what I want to know is why you didn't just come through the door like normal people? Or is this just the polite way for the Winner family to enter a home?"

Quatre paid the wise crack no mind and whispered,"Because it wouldn't do anyone any good to see the "lost" heir to the Winner family walking around the street and knocking on people's doors, now would it? Anyway, I didn't want Renada knowing I was here too."

"You have a point," Duo whispered back just as he heard Hilde calling his name. Duo started his way to the door but was stopped by Quatre's hand grabbing his shoulder.

"Wait," Quatre whispered.

"Wh. . . ?" Duo didn't get the chance to answer because his friend had clamped his hand over his mouth. Duo gave his friend an angry glance and removed the hand, but he shut up too and listened for whatever Quatre was listening for.

"Call him again!" a ruff voice told, who Duo and Quatre believed, must have been Hilde.

"Hildy!" Duo would have yelled out if it wasn't for Quatre's hand slapping over his mouth once more.

Duo looked at Quatre, who shook his blonde head. Duo knelt near the opening to the ladder, getting ready to jump down to help his friend if need be and felt his anger building. They were using Hilde to get to him, and he despised people who didn't just face him head on.

Duo's face was a mask of hatred when Quatre looked at him. Crap, Quatre thought, he's going to try to save her. He knew Duo was impetuous, but it wasn't going to help any of them if Duo got himself killed. Quatre signaled Duo over to the window and pointed to the ground. Duo nodded, and they both jumped out of the window. They landed quietly, at least as quietly as two boys jumping down from a ten-foot high window can, and leaned up against the side of the house. They slowly made their way to the back door and opened it ever so slightly so that they could see inside.

"I told you he wasn't here, Renada!" Hilde yelled at the tallest man.

"Shut up brat," Nadir hissed in a cold, unnaturally calm voice. "Well, i f you can't help us than there is no use for you." He took out his gun and aimed at Hilde's head. Duo saw the fear in his friends face, but it all happened so fast that he was powerless to stop it. He watched in slow motion as Renada pulled the trigger , Hilde's body jerked with a shock, and her head fell down onto her chest. Duo wanted to scream and yet no sound came out.

Quatre watched it happen too, and he quickly turned away. He couldn't stand killing. He turned back to Duo and saw his friend was shaking. I have to get him out of here.

He grabbed Duo's arm and pulled him along with him as he jumped into the pile of parts and scraps. It was weird that Duo followed without giving a fight, but Quatre kept a tight hold on Duo's arm just in case his friend decided he wanted to blow Renada's head off, which could be any time soon.

Quatre turned in unison with Duo, towards the sound a door opening. "Burn it down," they heard Renada's cold voice say.

"And the girl, sir?" one of the soldiers asked.

They couldn't hear the reply that came from Renada as he was already on the other side of the house.

"Yes, sir!" The man, to them, just seemed all to eager to destroy the evidence.

Soon the little garage was nothing but a pile of burning flames wildly slicing through the air. I'm going to kill him, Duo thought, he will suffer for this. I will tare his life apart, starting with his family for what he did to mine. Duo felt his eyes getting misty, but he pushed away the tears that were building inside him. He felt empty and void as if someone had ripped part of him out. Real men don't cry, Duo thought and then viciously stated to himself, they get even.

Quatre looked over at his friend. Duo was looking at the burning house, his face a true mask of rage. Quatre could see the flames reflecting in Duo's eyes and knew for sure that he didn't want to be Renada. He led Duo away from the inferno and towards the airport. He was going to take his friend to his family's building on this colony. Duo had nowhere to go, and he knew it so he followed Quatre down the street, away from the only home he had ever had.

***Trinity opened the French doors to the living room with her house key and glanced around the large room. Her foot steps echoed on the marble floor of the large hallway as she waved to the cook in the kitchen. She chucked her backpack behind the couch and yelled to her mother.

"I'm home!"