In the darkened room, a lone figure sat hunched over a keyboard.  Bloodshot eyes gazed at the glowing monitor as lines of text slowly scrolled by.  On the desk were several maps, each depicting the locations of incidents involving the gundam 0-1.
	"He would have to have had some kind of cover story, to avoid suspicion," Jarek told himself, "Most likely, he went to school, since that's what everyone else his age would be doing."  His fingers started typing faster, and soon a list of school records appeared on-screen.  "Hmm...no records of Heero, he probably would have deleted them....Wait a minute, here's a transfer to another school just after the incident...some Relena Darlian person."  A smile appeared across his face as he brought up the records from the next school.  "It's the same thing here, transfers just before and following the gundam attack, both under the name Relena Darlian,"  He observed.
	"Relena.  Where have I heard that name before?" he asked himself, pondering.  "That's it!  Relena Peacecraft, heir to the Senk Kingdom and former monarch of the Romefeller Foundation."  His typing had reached a frantic pace, and data practically flew up the screen.  He started speaking to himself again, "Here we go.  A school, founded by Relena Peacecraft.  There were two male students:  One Quatre Winner and...Heero Yuy."
	"I wonder where Her Majesty is now?" he asked no one in particular.  After discovering the place she was staying, he made a few alterations to his personal record.  Finally, smiling in a way which spoke of mischief, he made his preparations to leave.

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	The room was silent.  Five boys sat around a conference table, none of them daring to speak.  All five minds were on the encounter the evening before.  All five faces showed a mixture of anger and confusion.  Finally, Trowa broke the silence.
	"This pilot said something about a blood oath.  What could he have meant by that?"
	The response came from Wufei, "In some cultures, warriors will declare a blood oath against the murderer of a relative.  It is a vow to never rest until justice is brought to the killer.  Who'se relatives have you murdered lately, Heero?"
	Suddenly, Heero stood up and burst out of the room, slamming the door behind him.  "What's gotten into him?" Wufei wondered aloud.
	"You fool!" shouted Quatre, "You know how Heero felt about destroying the shuttle carrying Marshall Noventa.  How could you be so insensitive?"
	Realization dawned on Wufei.  He had forgotten that Heero actually had murdered several people in the past year, and that he had become increasingly suicidal afterwards.  Slowly he got up and left the room.

	Arriving at Heero's room, Wufei knocked on the door.  "I'm sorry for what I said back there, Heero, I..."  He was interrupted when the door opened, and a frantic Heero rushed past him.

	"Hey guys!  Get over here!" Wufei shouted down the corridor.  When the three other pilots arrived, he motioned towards the computer in Heero's room.  There on the screen was a government profile on Jarek Irdra.  It was completely blank, except for a picture, the name, and a brief sentence.  Duo read it aloud: "God save the Queen?"