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In this story, I am figuring what happened behing the scenes with Duo and Hilde as well as mentioning things we already know about.One thing I did add that may confuse people is that I gave Hilde an accent in my story because she is German and I felt she needed one and would have had one if cartoon netwrok thought about it.I have 25 chapters to it, and I WILL finish this story! I'm very excited about it. It will go all the way to after The Endless Waltz and even explain things like why Hilde didn't fight or help Duo during The Endless Waltz. I hope everyone likes it, although I won't view myself to be nearly as good as other story writers on this page! Another thing is that since my specialty is poetry, I have A LOT of figurative language in here. If anyone wants a translation or explanation, please e-mail me. My screen-name is Neptoon15, and title your subject 'neverending story'. Thanks!

Chapter one: The Never Ending Story
THE REALIZATION OF DESTINY...

Hilde Schbeiker strode through the streets of an unknown cluster of L-2. Still in her military uniform, the people gave her plenty of room to walk... even if she was no longer a member of the military. They didn't want to chance anything as risky as angering a military officer.
She had been an officer that all the over-ranking officials trusted, and Hilde was viewed as great potential. At the age of 15, she joined the army, willing to risk life and limb for the peace of the colonies. She had been inspired to do so by the very death of her parents, killed during the oppressive rule of the Alliance. (At the time, Hilde had not recognized that Oz and the Alliance were pretty much the same thing.) She achieved great heights and rank far quicker than any other soldier, despite the fact that she was German (and not incredibly fluent in English. Slang phrases and regional dialects confused her. ) and she did not look nearly as strong as she often proved to be. Her wit and instincts were sharp as tacks, and her endurance and courage were an inevitable tool of destruction. Hilde was supposed to be one of the greats that died a courageous death during battle fighting for a worthy cause.
But fate had other things in store.
It all started with Duo. She had given him the papers to get into OZ, basically, the ticket to invade the Lunar Base. He looked like a real strong guy that could be a terrific fighter. Hilde hadn't even guessed how right her instincts were then. Turned out Duo was already an accomplished fighter fearfully nicknamed the Shinigami. The God of Death himself. Hilde saw Duo try to sneak in before the day when new recruits joined up, and right when the guard was going to let Duo by, Hilde was sure to catch him. Something wasn't right about this situation...she just knew it....
And she was right. He hurled his bag at her face and made a run for it. But Hilde was NOT going to let that American bastard get away with THAT humiliation! Firing up her mobile suit, she pursued Duo. Long story short...this guy claimed to fight for the colonies, too and pushed Hilde out of harms way. (The gunshots fired from her own side.)
Hilde insisted upon interrogating Duo herself. Why had he saved her? She didn't need any help from her enemies. She was already prepared to sacrifice her own life. The gundam pilot merely replied that she didn't have the skills to be his enemy, and speeched to her about what fighting for the colonies really took And why they were both being foolish. And....for some reason, she believed him. For once, she understood every word an American said. And when Duo broke out later, Hilde made the most drastic stance of her life. Perhaps the most rushed and stupid one. Funny though, in a way she didn't even have a choice. She believed Duo. She somehow believed in Duo already. And she was going to fight for what she believed in. She ruined her promising 'career' in the two minutes it took to fly out there and destroy two mobile dolls that were going to attack Duo, and by firing a final shot in the Lunar base...a door for Duo. "Go and do whatever it is you want to accomplish, Duo." That was pretty much the last thing she'd said to anybody. She never spoke a word in her defense to Oz.
All she could think about was if he succeeded. She hoped so. She did know that she'd do anything in her power to help again. So maybe she was just a stupid little German girl. Funny though, how she never felt like she had ever known so much when in actuality she knew so little.
The problem now was that Hilde had nothing left to offer to help now that she needed so much help herself. After the incident, her defense proved that Hilde had been a victim of the Gundam pilots' clever manipulation. Her silence was dictated to be proof of her sorrow, not what it actually was, disgust. And the organization excused Hilde's behavior due to this and her flawless background. The action, however, was something that could never be overlooked. She was given an immediate dishonorable discharge without pay or a chance to gather what few belongings she had, including civilian clothes.
Her humiliation didn't end there. There were certainly other soldiers that were upset of the 'kind' treatment shown to Hilde. When they dropped her off on the wrong L2 cluster, she was mugged, beaten, and nearly even raped by former comrades, barely escaping with her life. Now her goal was to get away from here and them in case they were still looking for her, which they were bound to do. The only thing with Hilde now were the keys to her grandparents house. They died while she was in the service, and left her everything they had, including the junkyard and a huge garage. But it sure as hell didn't do her any good when she had no way there.
This had all happened 2 days ago, so Hilde's wounds had healed up a bit, though she still walked with an obvious limp. Her jacket and shirt were ripped pretty bad, which made it even colder. The word food was so exotic and seemingly impossible for Hilde that she blocked it from entering her mind. And among all these things, she still couldn't stop thinking about Duo...
It was at about this time a yell brought her back to reality. Anguished and full of lament, it screamed for some sort of retribution of something lost long ago...
Only now did Hilde realize that she had wandered into the charcoal remains of something that had been burnt down long ago. It must have been an awesome fire, judging by the destruction she was awing at now. The amazing thing was that it had to have happened some time ago... and the remains were never cleaned up, like they usually were at colonies, since space was so precious. She noticed that everyone that was going by never looked at it, they always looked the other way and practically bolted by it as if they didn't want to acknowledge it's existence anymore and wanted to completely wipe the horrific event from their mind.
Hilde investigated the area a bit, not too sure what to make of it or where to go since the sound had disappeared. She crept up to a jagged ridge, supporting herself on a sturdy form that enabled her to peek over the odd promontory a little better....
Below her, graves were scattered in short wide rows. On colonies, the bodies are actually jettisoned into space in a casket for the funeral, unless they are cremated. (Which most are, since it's more practical and cheap.) The markers are just left in their memory. Since you don't have to spend so much on a plot of land for the body, the tombstones are usually elaborate. The fact that these were not indicated extreme poverty. They were just big enough to fit a name and day on it, from what she could tell.
Looking down, Hilde saw a figure that looked as vague and dark as a black shadow, kneeled beside two graves. It seem like there was no color to his features or the area around him. Just black and white. Lightness and darkness, defined with no prejudice as he hunched over the tombstones and tried to merge with this area that reeked if nothing but death as he cried out to an all powerful spirit for deliverance from hell for his crimes or the mercy of heaven for being a victim of them.....
Hilde could take no more. This figure stirred something deep within her, and whether it was fear or admiration, she had to get away. Somehow she felt that these emotions and this place were full of a complex history that she could not understand. She crawled off the sturdy form that had held her up, ignoring the throbbing pain in her leg that always got worse when she put any weight down on it. She was about to leave when she noticed just what it was....
A large and elaborate crucifix that supported itself on the ridge with the two shorter 'arms'. The detail was so intricate and beautiful that Hilde could only long to touch it and dust the shouldered marks off of the golden skin and reveal the face whose features stuck out so prominately from the soot. A beautiful and somber face the would have gazed up at the sky if it was standing upright, but now it seemed to look toward the remains. Hilde knelt over and reached for it, but as she did she suddenly realized that the black shadow was gone...and a deep fear buried itself in her throat as she felt a presence standing behind her. Strangely enough, one she recognized, but in a different form of some soul she knew.
She closed her eyes and recoiled her hand, and prepared to turn and face the guardian of this domain. But before she could, she was lifted above the ground and felt a strong and icy grip tighten around her neck.
With her mind cut off by the strangling, Hilde's heart was left to think on it's own, and it called this soul by the name of its lighter aspect with the last breath she could squeeze out....
"Duo........."
And she fell to the ground quickly to devour the air, which somehow smelt cleaner now that those cobalt blue eyes lit up with recognition....