A.C. 190

Trowa's past, finally revealed!

He had no name.

He had no past.

Since the time he was old enough to be aware of his surroundings, he was part of a mercenary unit.

Trowa: [In a damaged MS] This is No-name (Nanashi). Damage to various parts has rendered this Mobile Suit non-operational. I'm leaving the line of battle.

Mercenary: Roger. Good work!!

Trowa: [Walking through a forest with a gun. He heard something and pulled the gun.] Come out!

[A young girl with blonde hair and an electronic gizmo around her neck came out.]

Trowa: What are you doing here?

Midii: I... I'm Midii. Midii Une.

Title: Shinkidousenki Gundam Wing, Episode Zero, Act 5: Trowa Barton

[Men were sitting around on crates. In the background are military trucks and the ruins of building structures.]

Mercenary: Captain, let's quit the rebellion forces and fight for the Federation Army! We keep losing, and we don't get much money out of it...

Other Mercenary: They say the Federation pays well!

Captain: Idiots! The war only goes on because the rebel army exists!! If we all side with the Federation, this war will be over!!

[Trowa was doing maintenance on a mobile suit. The girl was fooling with her electronic device.]

Trowa: If you want, there's work available.

Midii: [Still fooling with the device] ... Why did you help me?

Trowa: Because we're the same.

Midii: Huh?

Trowa: You're me...

Midii: What do you mean?

Trowa: .....


[Flashback: Two horses raced along pulling a circus carriage, bombs were exploding everywhere. A man drove, clutching a baby. A woman hugged a little girl - Cathrine. There was a big explosion, and the baby was flung out of the carriage. The carroage was destroyed. The baby looked at the wreck. The next panel had Trowa as a young boy of three years of age. His hair was starting to behave in a Trowa-like manner. His clothes and face were dirty. He stood alone in a field looking up at the night sky.]

Little Trowa: Space... I bet it's better than being here.

Little Trowa: [Looks at a huge truck which pulls up beside him.]

Captain: Kid, what's your name?

Little Trowa: ..... [shook his head.]

Captain: No name, huh? Come here. We'll feed you at least.

[Trowa was now wearing gloves, fixing a mobile suit something. Midii held out a cross on a chain.]

Trowa: What's that?

Midii: It's to thank you for helping me. Wear this, and God will protect you.

Trowa: [Gazing at the cross in his gloved hand.]

Captain: No-name! We're leaving.

Trowa: Right. [Climbed down to join the others.]

Midii: But you know what...? I hate you.

[The truck drove past a circus tent. Trowa looked out at it]

Captain: Who'd have thought you two would be interested in circuses? Well, you're still children, after all.

Midii: Does it bring back memories?

Trowa: No. Why?

Midii: You looked like you were remembering.

Trowa: There's nothing to remember. I've been a soldier since I was born.

Midii: [Fiddling her electronic device] I guess so...

Cathrine: [Watching the trucks go by.] Hurry and get out of here! You're an eyesore! [Thinking: War... ]

[Flashback: Little Cathrine crying over the wreck of the circus carriage.]

Nine years ago, Cathrine Bloom lost her parents and infant brother in a bombing raid. She had hated war ever since.

Cathrine: [Standing and glaring after the trucks.]

[It was snowing. The mercenary men were in their Mobile Suits.]

Captain: This surprise attack is going to work! I can just picture the faces of the Feds!

Trowa: [Wearing a jacket with scarf around his neck and the cross.]


[Suddenly, lots of Mobile Suits are firing guns at them.]

Captain: What?! They knew! That can't be!!

Trowa: Let's withdraw, Captain!!

Captain: You withdraw. I'll stop them here as best I can.

Trowa: But...

Captain: Follow your orders!

Trowa: ... Roger.

[The Captain's Mobile Suit was hit numerous times.]

[The mercenary man who had previously suggesting joining the Federation and had now done so] Mercenary Man: Sorry, Captain. We have our livelihood to think of.

Captain: You bastards... Idiots! What are you apologizing to your enemy for?

Soldier: Our contract is to kill all resistance fighters. Get ready!

Captain: Too bad you won't be able to fulfill your end of the contract. [Shot at them, then he ran out of artillery]

Soldier: I told you! You can't rely on those pathetic weapons the resistance loans you.

Captain: Shut up! Kill me and get this over with!!

[Trowa's Mobile Suit charged in, and blew the mobile suits away.]

Trowa: Come on, Captain, let's withdraw together.

Captain: ...They were the ones who raised you.

Trowa: But they betrayed us.

Captain: ...Are you thinking that they sold information?

Trowa: Didn't they?

Captain: Fool! They wouldn't do that!

Trowa: I have no regrets. I kill the enemy I see before me. I'm only practicing what they taught me.

Captain: You're... not human, are you.

Trowa: No, I'm not. I've always been a soldier.

The rebel army's surprise attack that had promised great results, ended in failure.

[Midii was serving food back at the snowy base.]

Midii: No-name, can't you look sad? You killed the men who used to be your comrades, didn't you?

Trowa: I used up all my sadness when I was a baby.

Midii: And you're going to keep on acting like this, killing your own heart, aren't you?


Trowa: [Looked at the device around her neck. Thinking: It's that, is it...?]

Midii: How long do you plan to wear that mask that never cries?

Trowa: For as long as I manage to live...

Midii: [Watching him go and gripping her electronic device.]

[Planes dropped bombs.]

It was a huge scale operation to devastate the rebel forces.

[A soldier shielded his face from a blast. Midii screamed.]

Trowa: Grab my hand, Midii!

[They sped away on a motorcycle.]

Midii: I'm not going to thank you!

Trowa: Don't worry, I'm not expecting you to.

Midii: I... I have no right to live...

Trowa: ... [Driving through the explosions.] Me neither.

[Enemy Mobile Suits were moving in.]

Captain: Don't retreat! Do whatever it takes to crush them!

[Bits of Mobile Suits are everywhere. The Captain laid bleeding on the ground. Trowa knelt beside him.]

Captain: [dead]

Trowa: ......

Trowa: [Looking over at Midii.] How much did you get?

Midii: Enough so that my three little brothers and my sick father will be able to eat for a while.

Trowa: That devoce around your neck is a transmitter, isn't it...? The Federation could hear every move we made.

Midii: That's right... But you're still alive. You're the only one.

Trowa: [Yanked off the cross necklace and threw it on the ground.] Because of this?

Midii: Let me tell you. That cross is also a transmitter.

Trowa: [Pulled a gun on her.]

Midii: Even you can get angry, hm? No-name...

Midii: You once said that I was you. But really I'm completely different. I'm not happy like you.

Trowa: You're saying I'm happy?

Midii: [Took the device off.] You have freedom. You're much happier than me.

Midii: [Thinking: I like you.]
Midii: You have nothing that can be taken away from you. No name, no past, right now, not even companions.


Midii: I have the name Midii Une. I have a sick father and three little brothers.

Midii: [Thinking: I really liked you.]
Midii: Because of that, I had to become a spy and cause the deaths of lots of people.

Midii: I can't even tell the person I like that I like him! Do you understand why?!

Trowa: .....

Midii: Because I'm not empty like you! I have too much! Family! A home! The knowledge of what bad things I've done!

Midii: [Thinking: I wanted to to be beside you ...

Midii: That's why I hate empty people like you!

Trowa: Is that all you've got to say?

Midii: ...?!

Trowa: You're better off than me. You have somewhere to go home to.

Trowa: Goodbye, Midii.

Midii: [Closing her eyes and thinking: Goodbye, No-name...]

*Two shots were fired. The electronic device and the cross lied on the ground, broken and smoking.*

Midii: Wait... Wait, No-name!

Trowa: That's not me. I have a name. I am...

Trowa: [Standing in a field, looking up, at this point Midii was no longer present] ...a traveler who's looking for a home to return to.

And Trowa eventually made his way into space.

"In space, they're waiting for me!"

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