Prologue

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Welcome to my first multi-chapter Gundam Wing fanfic! I've written short ones before, but nothing this long, even if it is just three sections long. And gosh darnit, I'm proud. So, thank you for even clicking on this story, and I hope you enjoy!

This story is dedicated to Uranus Yuy, my bestest bestest bestest bestest best friend in the entire world. You go girl! It's also sponsered by Mallets Inc. (We not only sell Akane patented mallets, but we're also the world's largest manufacturer of TARDIS spandex! Buy some today!)

I do not own Gundam Wing. But I do own Terra. But not Professor Kahn. *sweatdrops* Heh, I sorta borrowed him from Outlaw Star.

"Fate has no forgiveness for those who dare stand against it." -Chrono Cross

Project Terra: Prologue

"She's… perfect. There's no other way to put it."

"You've run the tests and simulations, then?"

"Yes. Absolutely perfect. I wouldn't believe it if I hadn't run all the tests myself."

"All she needs is a name, then?"

"Yes. And I've taken the liberty of naming her… Terra. A perfect child of the earth."

"Good. Then Project Terra has begun."

It was like any other day. Not that she cared. Terra had no emotion whatsoever. She would go to a different place every once in a while, or have a different tutor or trainer, but she didn't care. The only emotion she ever felt was a mild curiousity at times, but not enough to make her disobey her trainers.

As always, as soon as Terra finished her voice and instrument lessons, she went into physical training; swimming, running, gymnastics, a bit of just about every type of sport, followed by an obstacle course that changed every day.

Quickly judging the distance to the next piece of floor to be ten feet, she backed up a little, then ran and jumped it, easily clearing the gap. She ran a bit, beat up the two men waiting for her around a corner, then stopped short at the next gap. This one was about fourteen feet, and Terra knew that her best jump was only twelve feet. Looking around, she noticed a steam pipe by the ceiling. She leapt over the pit, grapped the pipe, and swung herself to the other side. After a bit more running, she crossed the finish line, and her current trainer stopped the timer.

"Good work, Terra." He looked at a tv screen that showed the last gap. I must say, that was a good bit of improvision. I thought you would bounce yourself off the wall, I didn't think you would use the steam pipe."

"In any case, this was your best time yet. Congratulations."

"You may go back to your room now."

Terra bowed to her trainer, then walked back to her room. She took her time. There was nothing else to do, after all.

"Terra, there you are! Wait up!" One of the doctors (or was it a trainer? everything blurred together after too long,) ran down the hall. Terra stopped, then waited as he stopped next to her and caught his breath. When he looked at her, she saw some sort of emotion in his eyes.

"Terra, my dear, we have done the impossible." He gave a sort of choke/laugh. "We caught him and knocked him out in an alley. Who would have thought, who would have thought?" Terra waited patiently for the doctor to get to the point. She seemed to have an infinate amount of patience.

"In any case, we have him!"

"The pilot of the gundam Deathscythe! Simply astounding. We'll have to run tests, simulations, and compare him to you. Simply astounding." Now she remembered. Professor Kahn had been on the original team of scientists that had began work on her.

Terra nodded back and began walking again. Then at the call of, "Wait!" she stopped and turned around. "Yes?"

"Please feel free to visit the prisoner. A bit of humanity would do you some good, so you can learn to ignore it. Or some such." He frowned, then waved it off. "In any case, feel free to visit him."

"Yes, professor." Having nothing better to do, Terra turned around and began walking toward the cells.

Nikki: *blinks* If I like Trowa so much, why do I always write about Heero or Duo?

Duo: Because we're better! Or at least, I am.

Uranus: Heero's better!

Uranus and Duo: *look at Nikki* Stay out of this!

Nikki: *grumbles* Authors don't get any respect anymore. *grins and pulls a mallet out of her TARDIS spandex pants* Unless they use TARDIS spandex and an Akane patented mallet!

Uranus: Oh, and I thought you were just trying to look like Heero with those things. But a sales pitch is even worse!


	Gundam Wing Campaign \| back Prologue \| Main Story \| Epilogue Prologue Welcome to my first multi-chapter Gundam Wing fanfic! I've written short ones before, but nothing this long, even if it is just three sections long. And gosh darnit, I'm proud. So, thank you for even clicking on this story, and I hope you enjoy! This story is dedicated to Uranus Yuy, my bestest bestest bestest bestest best friend in the entire world. You go girl! It's also sponsered by Mallets Inc. (We not only sell Akane patented mallets, but we're also the world's largest manufacturer of TARDIS spandex! Buy some today!) I do not own Gundam Wing. But I do own Terra. But not Professor Kahn. sweatdrops Heh, I sorta borrowed him from Outlaw Star. "Fate has no forgiveness for those who dare stand against it." -Chrono Cross Project Terra: Prologue "She's… perfect. There's no other way to put it." "You've run the tests and simulations, then?" "Yes. Absolutely perfect. I wouldn't believe it if I hadn't run all the tests myself." "All she needs is a name, then?" "Yes. And I've taken the liberty of naming her… Terra. A perfect child of the earth." "Good. Then Project Terra has begun." It was like any other day. Not that she cared. Terra had no emotion whatsoever. She would go to a different place every once in a while, or have a different tutor or trainer, but she didn't care. The only emotion she ever felt was a mild curiousity at times, but not enough to make her disobey her trainers. As always, as soon as Terra finished her voice and instrument lessons, she went into physical training; swimming, running, gymnastics, a bit of just about every type of sport, followed by an obstacle course that changed every day. Quickly judging the distance to the next piece of floor to be ten feet, she backed up a little, then ran and jumped it, easily clearing the gap. She ran a bit, beat up the two men waiting for her around a corner, then stopped short at the next gap. This one was about fourteen feet, and Terra knew that her best jump was only twelve feet. Looking around, she noticed a steam pipe by the ceiling. She leapt over the pit, grapped the pipe, and swung herself to the other side. After a bit more running, she crossed the finish line, and her current trainer stopped the timer. "Good work, Terra." He looked at a tv screen that showed the last gap. I must say, that was a good bit of improvision. I thought you would bounce yourself off the wall, I didn't think you would use the steam pipe." "Thank you." "In any case, this was your best time yet. Congratulations." "Thank you." "You may go back to your room now." Terra bowed to her trainer, then walked back to her room. She took her time. There was nothing else to do, after all. "Terra, there you are! Wait up!" One of the doctors (or was it a trainer? everything blurred together after too long,) ran down the hall. Terra stopped, then waited as he stopped next to her and caught his breath. When he looked at her, she saw some sort of emotion in his eyes. "Terra, my dear, we have done the impossible." He gave a sort of choke/laugh. "We caught him and knocked him out in an alley. Who would have thought, who would have thought?" Terra waited patiently for the doctor to get to the point. She seemed to have an infinate amount of patience. "In any case, we have him!" "Have who?" "The pilot of the gundam Deathscythe! Simply astounding. We'll have to run tests, simulations, and compare him to you. Simply astounding." Now she remembered. Professor Kahn had been on the original team of scientists that had began work on her. "Well, good day." Terra nodded back and began walking again. Then at the call of, "Wait!" she stopped and turned around. "Yes?" "Please feel free to visit the prisoner. A bit of humanity would do you some good, so you can learn to ignore it. Or some such." He frowned, then waved it off. "In any case, feel free to visit him." "Yes, professor." Having nothing better to do, Terra turned around and began walking toward the cells. Nikki: blinks If I like Trowa so much, why do I always write about Heero or Duo? Duo: Because we're better! Or at least, I am. Uranus: Heero's better! Duo: Me! Uranus: Heero! Nikki: Trowa! Uranus and Duo: look at Nikki Stay out of this! Nikki: grumbles Authors don't get any respect anymore. grins and pulls a mallet out of her TARDIS spandex pants Unless they use TARDIS spandex and an Akane patented mallet! Uranus: Oh, and I thought you were just trying to look like Heero with those things. But a sales pitch is even worse!