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"Agglomeration"Written By: The Plotting Housewife Disclaimer: Gundam Wing belongs to Bandai, Sotsu
and associated Parties. This work is written for pleasure not profit. Rating: R Warnings: Political, Introspective, Duo POV, Uh...Gundam
pilots arrested, charged, and convicted of war crimes, if that counts
as a warning. Pairings: None Summary: Sometimes one must pay the price for
peace. " Convictions" Listening to the entire laundry list of crimes you're being charged with is a strange experience. Listening to the 'guilty' verdict of the crimes you're being charged with is...quite frankly, surreal. And I don't mean that in the sense that it's good, but it is humbling in a way. Some might call it poetic justice, though Fei was more inclined to refer to it as injustice. Either way, there's not much one can deny when you know damn well how much blood you have on your hands. And we did. A lot of it. See, it didn't matter that we were kids. We were Gundam pilots, or as the prosecutor was so fond of saying, 'terrorists'. It didn't matter that we, for all intents and purposes, brought an end to the tyranny and oppression of the colonies and essentially brought peace throughout the Earth Sphere. It sure as hell didn't matter that the world was a better place for having fought for it. We still had to pay for our crimes. It didn't matter that we'd already paid our debts to society. That was the bottom line. It's amazing how self-righteous people can be, especially when they spent the duration of the war hiding in bunkers while shaking their fingers at those of us who sacrificed everything to do what was right. It's easy to be sanctimonious when you don't have to get your own hands dirty. But see, I get that. And I can't honestly say if our positions had been reversed, that I wouldn't have done the same thing. Of course, with the exception of Quat and Fei, the rest of us weren't shit. Me and Tro and Heero were nobodies so no one really batted an eye when we were ushered to the front of the courtroom. The fascinating shit was watching their reactions, their sputtering outrage, when the upper class, scholarly Chang Wufei and the heir to the great Winner dynasty, Quatre Raberba Winner were brought forth in their prison uniforms with their wrists and ankles shackled. The fact that people of such privilege would just throw it all away for the bloody trenches of war. It was unheard of. Yet, there were two shining examples of it right in front of their sniveling faces. Yeah, how's that for a bitch slap of reality. It was especially delightful when neither of them showed even a sliver of remorse and stayed strong in their belief that they'd done what they had to do to achieve peace. It was beautiful watching the special prosecutor practically pound his chest with indignity. Oh, yes. The very nerve. It probably didn't help his case that he hadn't done jack shit to aid in the efforts to obtain peace. He knew exactly what we did. That his own privileged background was being compared to Quat and Fei's and, in the eyes of the public, the general consensus was not in his favor. He was being measured up to two of the five biggest war heroes of all time and he did not like the results. Fuckin' politicians, man. So, yeah. I guess we're convicted war criminals now. Ain't that a bitch. But, you know, we'll take our punishment for the actual crimes we did commit and we'll keep our noses clean. Sometimes you just gotta suck it up. I will say this. It's fuckin' glorious stepping out of the courthouse to a huge mob of people cheering and holding up banners that say they love and support you. Goddamn, but that felt good. As I speak, the appeals are already dropping into the tribunal's lap by the truckload. We aren't stupid. We knew this whole dog and pony show was just a way for those who sat by and let everyone else do the dirty deeds feel better about themselves. That whole we're-prosecuting-because-it's-the-right-thing-and-you-must-answer-for-your-part is just a bunch of bullshit. The people get it. Even after months and months of pacifist propaganda, they still get it. Because most of them were in the trenches themselves, or love someone that was. And that, dear Prosecutor, is something you will never take from any of us. Humans first, Gundam pilots second, our convictions will die with us.
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