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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: Wu Fei Notes: Challenge 156. Baby Series 3 #242. Takes place approximately at the same time as A Political Crossroad. Many thanks to ShenLong for her work betaing
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Moving Forward "I am Chang Wu Fei, the Chang of Chang. Parliamentary liaison for King Milliardo of Sanc." That sounded… good. He did not expect others to agree, but he had no intention of sacrificing his access to the King. If the clan continued to exist unchanged as it had for hundreds of years then it would fail. Unless he made radical changes the Clan was doomed. Those who did not appreciate his approach would be free to join one of the colonies that still maintained a traditional clan structure, not that there was more than one or two of those. Any who remained in Sanc would be expected to work for the future and input information, ideas and their backs into reshaping a new clan identity. There was always China, but few would seek a permanent return to their ancient homeland. They had been thoroughly indoctrinated by the Elders against the regime in charge of the country, and though it was possible some few might return he was confident they would not linger. //This is a crossroads for the Clan.// He was presenting himself in polite society as The Chang, a necessary evil. He was Chang of Chang, but he was also stressing his position as a liaison within the King's staff and that was being better accepted than he had expected. Of course his clansmen and women were yet to arrive, and they might have a different view, but Pagan assured him he was filtering information through to those who would be coming. Carefully chosen plans were being leaked, though not the full information. "We will be Clan, but we will be individuals who gather around the idea of what is Clan, but we will not isolate ourselves from the world. If we are to grow, to progress and prosper, then isolation is not the way. It is the moment of choice when one stands at a crossroad. Four directions are open to you. Back the way that led one to the crossroad; but I do not intend to go back. Moving forward will be our salvation. Whether we take the first step on the left, right or the path which lies directly ahead of us it does not matter. It will be moving forward that counts." A watershed of destiny led him to this point, but he did not care how or why. The wars were over, peace existed, and there was a Clan he was to protect. If they would permit him to protect them. There was even some small glimmer of hope that he might know love. That too would be an important crossroad for the clan to negotiate. Would they accept a child as his heir who was not solely blooded to the Clan? Would they accept the child's parents would be of the same sex? Assuming, of course, he could somehow make Maxwell's grand design into reality. ~ * ~ |
