Cassie Gate's breath was ragged in her spacesuit as she sidled down an alley, stepping over scattered debris from the shattered brick wall. She looked around the corner. Up the hill, she could see two of the new Zeon weapons. The humanoid war machines towered over her hometown in the sunlight from the mirrors outside the colony. They looked like some sort of deformed knights armed with machine guns, almost sixty feet tall.

"Damn them. What had we ever done to them?" Cassie said to herself. She looked over roadway with her deep brown eyes, seeing the crumpled forms laying in dried pools of blood. It looked like a warzone, but no one was wearing uniforms.

Suddenly, the Sun went out. Cassie looked up. Had the mirrors failed to align properly? She craned her neck to look towards gigantic windows that kept the air in, but let in sunlight far overhead. It looked like something was blocking it, actually. She spotted it through the opposite mirror-window. It was a dark mass, with spotty lights. Her blood ran cold as she finally realized what she was seeing.

That was the Earth's nightside, far closer than she'd ever seen it. She started to hyperventilate. Now she understood what those two soldiers had been talking about so brazenly over the open com about a 'colony drop.' She thought they had been referring to a drop off of supplies to take over the colony, but...

They were going to drop a sixty-kilometer O'Neil colony onto the Earth. They had murdered everyone, millions, in her home with nerve gas to turn her colony into a weapon against the Earth Federation. She collapsed to her knees, eyes frantically wide in panic. She didn't want to die. She didn't want to let the Zeon destroy her world, even if the Federation could be a punch of idiotic blow hards. She had not fought so hard to keep her spacesuit filled with air, even as her
friends died from enemy soldiers. Could not someone stop this  insanity?

Her vision flickered, suddenly overlapping the alleyway with a figure standing in an old style bank. A masked man was staring at her, holding a large rod that looked like some reject prop from a science fiction movie; made of bronze, copper and faceted crystals.

What was that? Cassie thought muzzily.

"Goodbye, Rising Sun. And say hello to wherever you end up!"

Cassie flopped to th ground as a tsunami of experiences washed over her in a golden light. For ten long minutes, she lay still and unmoving.

Then, her brown eyes opened.

"So, Karl? What are you doing after we win this war?" Jim asked his fellow Zaku II pilot. They had been watching over the murdered town, just in case someone had managed to get to their normal suit before the nerve gas hit.

"Well, I'll be a war hero. I figure that would be somewhat useful to find myself a girl and maybe settle down back in Zeon space." Karl was suddenly interrupted as the foot thick, solid-metal armor plating that was his hatch was was ripped open with a tremendous racket, leaving a floating figure in his view. "Hey, Jim? Did you slip me a mickey?"

The other mobilesuit pilot raised an eyebrow at that. "What the hell are you talking about, Karl?" He waited a second. "Karl?"

The second Zaku's hatch was ripped open, belying the strength of it's armor.

Cassie Gates floated there for a second before she reached in to the mobile suit and plucked out the pilot. She then zoomed into the air. In moment she and the two pilots were floating in the center area of free-fall. Jim looked pale as he saw the unforgiving ground turning below them.

"Are you going to drop this colony on the Earth?" the female in the space suit asked.

Karl pulled out his pistol and fired it at her point blank... to absolutely no effect.

"Do you want me to see if I can throw you hard enough to go through that window?"

"Yes! Yes, we are going to drop it on Jaburo!" Jim blubbered. She was a monster.

Karl just sneered at his fellow pilot. "Not that it will help you, but yes. Once we drop this on Jaburo, the Earth Federation is finished."

"You don't care how many people you kill, do you? Just as long as you get your freedom from the Earth," Kasumi Tendo asked, her fury rising at the all too human monsters in her hands. She was not sure why she had ended up in the body of this girl, but she could not allow this tragedy to happen, for these war mongers to win. "You have half an hour to get off this colony before I destroy it."

She let them drift away, aligning herself towards the one of the windows. The memories of this Cassie Gates said that was the weakest point of the colony wall. Accelerating rapidly, she bunched through the translucent armor.

"So are those two still wanting to desert over this angel that ripped them from their Mobilesuits?" Commander Eliatress asked sarcastically his 2nd in command. They were on the bridge of the Fartoom, a Musai Class Battleship that was escorting the colony that would soon be dropped on Jaburo. Wiping out those idiots in charge of the Earth Federation would soon be done. The Federation was currently trying to push past them to try and destroy the colony with steadfast
determination.

"There are some real oddities in their story and something damaged their Zaku. And put them in the free-fall in the center of the colony." The grizzled, older soldier frowned. "I'm actually at a loss to say how they could have done that. They weren't wearing jetpacks." The ship suddenly shook from a near miss.

"This practical joke is in very poor taste and timing. Clap them into irons. And get those mobilesuits repaired ASAP." She had a battle to fight and no time to waste on two pilots bucking for a mental discharge.

It was strange, having these memories of a life that wasn't here own. Kasumi Tendo was streaking back towards Earth, the blood red Sun at her back. She had known almost immediately that she would not be able to just lift the gigantic colony back into space. It was larger than most mountains. Maybe if she had several days, but it had looked like it was going to hit in just hours. She didn't even have time for the Cue Ball maneuver.

All she could hope is that she could go fast enough to make up for her lack of mass to work with. Unbidden, memories drifted up from Cassie Gates, who was a repair technician for her colony, letting her know where the volatile chemicals were located in the end where the solar panels connected. This was that moment that Clark had always talked about, the moment when a hero knew they were probably going to die.

And did so gladly, because it would save innocent lives.

With a last burst of speed, she slammed into the billions of tons of colony at near light speed.

In a stunning last minute reversal, the Federation and Zeon were shocked when the colony on course towards Jaburo started breaking up and veered off course. Scientists would try to analyze for years why the colony diverted like it had. Instead of hitting Jaburo, it struck and killed millions in Sydney, Australia. But without that decapitating attack, the Zeon was forced to fight a battle on the ground, giving the Federation enough time to create their own mobilesuits and finally drive the Zeon to near defeat.

Cassie stared up at the dust-choked sun from her bed. She had been found just a few miles down the road in the remains of her spacesuit. Battered, bruised and with arms that had most of their bones powdered in some strange way. But the Federation doctors had saved her life, even at the cost of her arms.

She sighed. Who would believe her story, that she was possessed by a superheroine to save the Federation in its most dire time? It had been a long and grueling year of convalescence, but she was getting on with her life. She'd even met someone who was willing to help her out. Just another refugee of the war.

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