Milliardo perched a fair be away from a large comoflauged building which was his sanctuary. He was only looking for the peace he required, so long as the mobile suits and gundams are inactive, there will be unrest. He realised this shortly after the war but had no power to correct mankinds mistakes. In turn he will show them. Show them that if you believe you have peace through fully fledged freedom, it wont last. Milliardo has housed his gundam in the nevada state for quite some time now. And now he is ready to show of its existance to the world.

Looking down from the sky the helicopter was stabilising for a safe drop. He secured a parachute onto his back and made a hard leap for peace. Streaming through the air the wind howled in his ears and the complex became so much bigger. He pulled the chord. A massive dark beige sheet spread out almost immediately and Milliardo was pulled up drastically. From then it was smooth landing for him as the wind was dry and the skies were empty. Landing on the roof of the building he strips the parachute off and walked through a door to a flight of stairs.

Coming onto the lower floor from the roof he walked right into a elevator. Looking out of the class chamber he turned around and hit the ground floor button. As he decended there was a vivid pit which the whole complex seemed to be based around. A ping was sharp. He merandered out of the elevator and up to a set of thick iron doors. A code pad was beside it for access, and so he punched a set of codes into the door for it to open. An army stood on attention in the pit which he just entered, a unit of about 300 men, all pilots under Milliardo's command.

He paced through around the masses toward the embowering gundam which overlooked them all. The tallgeese IV. He looked up at the tallgeese four and marvelled at its advancement, not seeing a mobile suit in 3 years can damage a pilot like this. He leaped up into the cockpit and closed the heavy thick gundanium door. Leaning back into the seat he grasped the controls with both hands and fixed his legs in place. Looking up as the HUDD worked along side having a pilot it activated itself. Is this what a gundam is really like? Milliardo pulled up a full transmission line.
"People of earth. I am Milliardo Peacecraft of the Sanc kingdom. Over the years I have noticed how our peace has fallen into crime and corruption aswell as manipulation. I have found the answer within our past. The gundams. Many of you may disagree with this though it is what will protect our freedom for our children and help maintain a secure empire as earth. Now is the time to rise up from your lifes and start something great. Throw away your sympathy and empathy and join the side of peace and freedom for our succesors. I cannot make you change your simple ways of living, only you can pull that trigger to dullen your heart. But can I ask you something? Do you really think that peace will last without defence. We are open to attack, and now, if they attack, I will be ready, will you? Will you be able to silence that overgrowing feeling of regret? Will you be able to become more than just a cog in the system? Will you get in the cockpit of a mobile suit and FIGHT for your lives. Can you?... Behold the world we live in today...""
He exterminated the broadcast on the encrypted channel outward to the world and started up the systems.
...

The apartment was small, barley enough for one person. The only light came from the street lights that came in through the single small window in the main room which doubled as the living room and the bedroom. Smoke filled the room from about three packs of cigarettes that had been smoked over the course of about a day and a half. A lone man sat on a wooden chair in the middle of the room, watching a small TV that was propped up on an overturned empty milk crate.

Val sat alone in the small dark apartment. Watching the TV, he listened intently as Millardo spoke. He had been waiting for this moment for about three years, since he had last heard of what Millardo might do. Finally, the conformation had come, via Millardo himself. Action was about to be taken, though not being in Millardo's military he didn't know what was going on, but he did know one thing, he was ready to follow Millardo to the grave, and he was going to make sure he got the chance.

"Well, it's about time Zechs......I mean Millardo. Let us see exactly how you play this. In the meantime, I'll be getting ready, because this is going to be fun."

He smiled slightly and took a long drag on the cigarette in his hand, holding the smoke in for a few seconds, then letting it out. He lets out a single laugh and put the cigarette out in the already overflowing ashtray. Getting up he turned the T.V. off and walked to the door, taking one look back at the small apartment he left, not bothering to close the door behind him. It didn't matter, things like T.V.'s and apartments could be replaced, besides, it wasn't his stuff anyways.