Everybody belongs to whoever owns them, ne?
Note: Sera is a SI goddess from the OMGverse. 
War Games 1 is (tentatively) called 'Call To War'.
WG has its own homepage! Visit my homepage for 
the first chapter if you missed it!

War Games, Chapter 2: First Strike
By Seratia

	Duo played with the end of his braid idly. "I 
wonder what Sechan will call us when we meet up with 
her. I�d lay bets that the mildest will be �bakayaro� 
and things will go downhill from there."
	"Don�t waste time on speculation," Hiro 
snapped. "Come over here and concentrate on laying 
your plans. We are running a sizable risk, using 
Sera�s powers without permission."
	The Reaper grinned. "Getting snappy without 
Relena around, huh?"
	"�korosu."

	The Wolf had always been a very methodical 
entity, planning everything down to the possible 
placement of a single pebble.
	The Enigma looked immeasurably amused. "Isn�t 
it a bit childish to draw out even the sand grains?"
	"Childishness is exactly the opposite," Hajime 
replied without the slightest trace of rancor. 
"Adults plan everything, and experts plan meticulously."
	Seijuurou took another drink from his sake 
bottle, then smiled, looking immensely wolfish. "My 
baka deshi never believed me when I told him I and 
you weren�t what we seemed."
	"The more fool he," Hajime snorted. "A bigger 
baka I�ve never seen."

	Seratia sneezed and brushed a clinging 
tendril of mist away. "-achoo!- Pluto, I know this 
is a very private place and -ACHOO!- all, but 
-ACHOO!- the mist makes my nose -ACHOOOOOOO!- itch!"
	Pluto looked at her mildly and resumed the 
task of altering the timestream to suit her purposes,
all the while ignoring the complaints of the goddess 
behind her.

	Hinoto brooded quietly in her underground 
abode. 
	:The Goddess and the Guardian� but I sensed a 
similar aura around both of them�:
	Closing sightless eyes, she started to dream.

	Darkness encompassed everything. Hinoto 
struggled to see something, anything, in this empty 
void.
	A moment later, she found herself fervently 
wishing that she couldn�t see anything in the first 
place.
	A entire life was unfolding in front of her, 
running as fast as a breeze skimmed over a lake. 
	She watched helplessly as a girl�s family was 
torn away from her, whole worlds were destroyed, and 
above it all, a figure composed of glowing (?) 
blackness. It was� laughing?
	Then, a burst of bright light made her shield 
her eyes. Someone, clothed in black and aloft on a 
pair of midnight wings, auraed by a nimbus of shifting 
opalescent colors, bearing a sword in one hand, 
clashed with the darkness in a shocking display of 
power and skill.
	With a mental scream, Hinoto raised her hands 
to shield herself from the terrifying backlash-
	And everything faded in a shower of black feathers.

	:The girl with black wings� the Goddess?: she 
wondered.

	"Poor girl," Sera murmured, hovering a few inches 
off the ground in her ethereal state. Unconsciously, she 
touched the Dreamer�s forehead, soothing the princess 
into a deep, dreamless sleep. "Rest�"
	Pluto appeared behind the both of them, 
expressionless. "Are you ready?"
	Standing, Seratia Ryuusen Mirai held out her right 
hand. A shimmering tendril of power wound itself around 
her, becoming a ornate set of priestess� robes, a 
lustrous dark blue version of Hinoto�s own gown.
	"Hai. Time for us to fight together, ne?"

	Konahigi met with Kanoe again, that very night, 
showing her visions of what might and might not be.
	Of course, that was all just illusion and lies; 
Seratia Ryuusen wasn�t called �Shukumei no Ryuusen� 
for nothing. Konahigi could only show lies, because 
Sera had NO destiny. 
	"�Interesting," Kanoe smiled slowly, fingering 
her chin. Since Konahigi was her only lead on the 
Goddess, she believed what Konahigi showed her. She 
HAD to. 
	Sera would tear her apart thoroughly mentally and physically, if she ever
sent spies after the elusive 
girl. Konahigi had carefully planted that thought deep 
into the primal recesses of Kanoe�s mind indeed�

	In the recent days, a new dream-gazer took up 
office in Hinoto�s underground palace.
	Souhi and her partner often wondered why their 
mistress treated the newcomer with so much respect. 
In reality, Sera, who was going under the name of 
Kyoshin at the moment, had revealed her true identity 
to the dream-gazer princess.
	Kyoshin had a pupiless pair of startling 
liquid gold eyes, long black hair, and habitually 
wore dark colors. In some ways, she seemed wildly 
opposite to the childlike seer who sat beside her. They
looked like Night and Day embodied.
	:Kyoshin-sama�: Hinoto whispered, pitching her 
�voice� so that only the other seer could hear her.
	Kyoshin inclined her head. :Hai?:
	:Who will we meet in your confrontation?:

	Kyo showed her a vision, of a tall, imposing man 
in a white cloak, a man in dark blue uniform with thin 
bangs, and two boys.
	:Hiko Seijuurou. The Enigma.: She pointed at the 
cloaked man. :Master of Hiten Mitsuryuugi Ryuu.: Her 
finger moved to indicate the uniformed man. :Saitou 
Hajime. The Wolf. Miburo no Okami.: Kyoshin seemed to 
smile slightly as she gestured at the boys. :The one 
with the braid is Duo Maxwell, the Reaper. Pilot of 
the Gundam Deathscythe. His� comrade� is called Hiro 
Yui, the Assassin. Pilot of Wing Gundam.:
	Hinoto looked at each one in turn, branding the 
faces in her memory, should she meet them in her dreams. 
:Are they our true opponents?:
	The goddess seemed to brood on that, for her 
face darkened ever so slightly. :No� SHE is.: She 
lifted a finger to indicate something just out of 
sight, in the ever-enveloping darkness.
	The princess strained to see� and the dream 
shattered. Kyoshin had collapsed, blood flowing freely 
from a gash at her right temple. Hinoto found herself 
held at knife-edge. Souhi and her sister were out cold.
	Doumyouji! 

Author's notes: I have no clue as to who Souhi's sis is...
Can anyone tell me? Oh, and Sechan has this little thing
for the GW boys.. (not that way you hentai!)

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