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"Baby Series 3"Written By: Karina Rating: PG Spoilers: None Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam Wing or the Characters from the series but the baby is mine. Pairing: Milliardo + Pagan Notes: Challenge 83. Baby Series 3 #10. Takes
place immediately following Sanc’s Future. Many thanks to ShenLong for betaing this chapter.
Tempered Steel The fire crackled, sparks dancing up the flue. He was feeling comfortable, mellow even, which surprised him. The old man keeping him company stood to one side of the hearth, a cup of tea resting on the mantle. Rain lashed the windows but he was feeling warm and comfortable tonight, unmindful of the problems plaguing the country adding to the chill. It was late in the afternoon and while he had the moment to relax he was content to do so, certainly the chance did not come often enough to suit him. “How do you see me, Pagan? Too many view me as the demon, unkillable; with a disturbing habit of rising from the ashes to plague humanity with my destructive ways.” “What I see is the foundation work for the resurrection of a country too long abused. Sanc has suffered greatly and needs someone who is not afraid of the task of bringing her back to glory. Not to the glory of the past, but to a new evolution, a new beginning.” “They circle us, watching, much like vultures watching a dying creature; waiting for the right moment to pick the corpse clean.” “Sometimes the vulture must go hungry. Sanc has been prey and it has been a corpse. Resurrection comes to all, in one form or another. Even vultures will recognize that.” “And fear it.” Milliardo shifted in his seat. “Sanc is being strangled. We were never a commercial centre and this new world order is slowly killing us. To compete on the world stage you must have the goods to contest those already in places of power. Sanc has no industry capable of moving her forward, unless we can construct one. We can do that, if we can keep control of the situation.” “Yes, Sir. We can. The power station is the first step along that road and its completion is many years away. Those years will not be easy, but they are possible. We will survive the vultures waiting to pick us clean.” The country was strangling under the prices demanded by modern commerce. Even the power to light and heat their homes was too expensive and the vast majority of the citizens of Sanc scraped to make ends meet. There was very little money around and the conversion of the Sancian currency to the modern credit system had hurt. He would not interfere with the currency, for the future they needed to be a part of the bigger whole. When Sanc began to make money once again it would be to their advantage. They needed to be recognized as something more than the poor cousin trailing at the apron strings of the rest of the world. //We will survive, but much of that survival will depend on you.// Pagan watched the younger man with bright eyes. //You were forged in fire and chaos and your mettle has been tested. Tempered to be stronger than steel, you will bring Sanc back to life.// ~ * ~ |
