Unit One barely got 10 paces before the knee joint was shot out causing his Mobile suit to collapse into the hard packed sand. Bouncing around William like a rag doll inside the cockpit. Striking his head on the corner of a panel. The world became a blur as noises dulled into one monotone ring in his ears. His head felt fuzzy except for one clear thought....Lucille. Though, he only spent minutes with her and Emma as they were carrying them across the desert. It was a poignant moment in his career. One of the few times that William felt he was actually doing something worthwhile. However, now that moment seemed to have disappeared in the bright flash of a beam rifle. "Must...Get...to...Lucille." William's words broadcasting over the open comms as his communications gear was damaged in the fall. His mind was focused on that singular goal as he pulled at the suits controls. William had a sort of Tunnel vision. He couldn't see anything but blurs and blobbish shapes. Even the Charging Dom and Jillian's howling rage were lost to the Pilot of Unit One. The Gundam's eyes flashed as it clawed its way back to it's feet. It took a couple staggering steps, before the alarms shrieked about the destroyed joint. However, William was undeterred. He engaged the Suit's boosters and shot across the open battle field. Using the dangling feet to steer with. The Boosters carrying him away from Jillian and towards the wreckage at a blistering pace.<br/><br/>-------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>"Colonel, Enemy air units inbound to the Crash site. looks to be medical evac units." The controller stated. "Get the Dopps in the air. We can't have them extracting anyone. They'll simply keep them alive for interrogation purposes. You can't trust the Feddies. We have to get our medical teams out there, now!" Acar stated. He was playing on the recent outrage of the event to push his people harder. The controller nodded as she ordered an emergency scramble of the base's Dopp fighters. The screamed into the air towards the oncoming medical convoy. As soon as they were in range, The Dopps let the missiles fly along with their bullets. "DIE YOU FUCKING EARTH TRASH!" One the Zeon pilots screamed as he had a couple of friends on that ship. From the base. Emergency vehicles braved the battlefield in order to get to the wreckage. The battle quickly deescalated into complete chaos. The Zeons wanted Blood paid for what happened, and they were more than willing to take the Federaton's<br/><br/>--------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Some how William found what he was looking for. A couple of body's lying in the sand. Unit one fell to its knee as red hydraulic fluid oozed out of the damaged joint. It was sheer luck that he managed to get through the chaos of the battle. Will raised the canopy and fell out onto the sand. He clawed his way to his feet and trotted over to the two on the ground. As he approached he heard sobbing, as a pair of beautiful blue eyes looked at him and the Gundam on its knees just behind. "Do you see, Nanna? It is one of those "White Knights" from before! We'll be okay." The weak voice of Lucille spoke over the din of battle. "Just like in those stories you told me." She continued. William felt as if his heart was being ripped out of his body. Grooms didn't have the heart to tell her that it was most likely the "White Knights" that shot at them. She only smiled and nodded. An action that was excruciatingly painful. Will slowly approached, from this far away he could see that the Nanny was too far gone and it is only a matter of time. The girl, however will live. parts of her body will be deeply scarred from the flames, but it appeared her spirit was intact.<br/><br/>Mrs. Grooms used her body to shield the little girl from the majority of the flames and heat. As a result, Her body was so badly burned that in several spots blacked bone was exposed. it was horrific sight. the pungent smell of burnt flesh filled Will's nostrils. He had to fight the violent urge to retch from the combination of sight and smell. Groom's breath was labored and quickly fading. It was her sense of duty to protect Miss Lucille and pure adrenaline that kept her going this far. Now that the danger has passed, she was knew her life was at an end. William fell to his Hands and knees by Mrs. Grooms, and tried to apologize. However, the words stuck in his throat. not for lack of sincerity, but guilt. How could he possibly ask for forgiveness. What he's done was not an operation in battle, but simple Murder. It was unforgivable. Samson bit his lip, Groom's eyes were not filled with Malice, but clarity and forgiveness. Something about how she looked at Samson told him, she knew it was him who pulled the trigger. "We didn't know....We just didn't know..." he whimpered as he felt the weight of all the hated and guilt in the world upon him. Trying to crush him into the sand. Tears started to fall from him uncontrollably as his body began to quake.