Crossover Fan Fiction ❯ Blended Dimensions ❯ Rebirth of Shinigami ( Chapter 13 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Warning: Some lime content in this chapter! You have been warned.


Blended Demensions
by Bud

Chapter 13: Rebirth of Shinigami

L-1 Cluster Main Colony Side-1
Middle of August AC 195...

Id walked around the colony's main shopping district observing the people as they walked around and socialized with others. This had been a hobby she had been doing a little over a week since they arrived on the station. After a couple days of boredom she had to do something besides relax, watch Dr. J and Bud work on the YF-19, and lust after the latter persons big, strong, hot and desirable body. She liked strong, rugguged men.

She has been mostly in control since their first step into their room. Ranma seemed to shut himself out and refused to talk to her for these few weeks. She understood that he had to think about everything that happened up until now. Even though she was in control, men and women died by their hands and they both enjoyed the feeling of destorying such weaklings despite how much Ranma protested and denied the facts. Once in a while she would attempt to persuade him to come out of his shell or force him out, but he had an unusually strong mental defense in the form of a huge kitty cat. She just left him alone after so many failures. It's always the cute things that hurt the most.

While she bitched about Ranma's immaturity of locking himself in his mental room, she passed by a womens clothing store that she heard of when Ranma would read a womens magazine. He had a legit reason; three fiancees and no knowledge of women. It was an attempt at learning something to try and figure things out, but it was useless drabble anyways.

The store was one of her favorites when she spied his reading. An American store that specialized in evening wear and female lingerie. "Victoria's Secret," she read out loud before an evil smirk formed on her lips. A couple men that passed by thought she looked hot and tried to make a move but the growl she sent their way made them immediately scatter.

She turn to enter the boutique. "Time to reveil a secret to someone." she chuckled evily.

"This should be it Mr. Bud. We should begin the test immediately." Dr. J said from his console above the fighter.

"Might as well. I miss flying her already."

Both have been working on the YF-19 since Bud and Ranma arrived on station. It was a tasking job with many problems that put both of their knowledge in mechanics to the task and the doctors knowledge in fusion power. Luckily, Doctor J's colleague that had a hand in the creation in one of the other Gundams were present in assisting with the refit. Doctor S's knowledge in weapon systems was a great advantage in connecting the buster cannons to the power systems of the fighter. Currently, the two weapons rested on the left and right dorsal sections on top of the fighter.

"Powering up." Bud stated as he activated his fighters systems. Electrical systems activated and soon a whine came from the intake ports that fed to the twin Shinkase/P&W/Rolls Royce FF-2500E engines. Not that they needed the air since they had internal cooling and where of a fusion reactor design. It was mostly an aero-dynamic convenience for atmospheric sorties.

"All systems are green." said Dr. J.

Dr. S frowned. "The cannons aren't powering to full as expected."

"That's my fault. I put in a safety that caps the power supplied to the cannons depending on the configuration. 20 percent in fighter, 50 percent in gerwalk and full power in soldier." Bud stated.

"I'm curious as to why you would do that, Mr. Bud."

Bud shrugged. "The fusion engines need power for max thrust in fighter mode and the buster cannons eat up alot of that. I'm a stickler for speed and manueverability when it comes to a fight, so the loss is a great exception. Plus, they'll be of more use to me if I can control the energy rating so it won't be over-kill on every shot. I've simulated soldier mode power with full strength shots and two back to back discharges will bring me to minimum power requirement and 10 minutes to fully recharge afterwards. I don't like that."

"Well, it's your fighter. We are just returning the favor for your help." said the part-cybog doctor before he continued the readings. "Shift to the next configuration."

"Roger." Bud's mental link to the plane thru his helmet did as asked.

Surprisingly, the twin booms of the cannons shifted inwards to rest side by side on the central dorsal section. The arms swung out and forward and rested forward of the wings and hanged at the sides with the shield on the left arm. The engine nacelles dropped down and bent to that similiar to a bird and rested on the hard hyper carbon floor.

"Cannon at 20, increasing to 50." Bud liked the readings so far.

"Energy spike confirmed. No irregularities." stated the big nosed Dr. S.

"Switching to soldier."

Again the cannons moved, seperating to allow the head to raise. The forward section shifted down and in covering the cockpit with many layers of armor. The back shifted down until the arms, nose and cockpit formed the trunk, or chest and waist sections of the soldier. The legs reversed the joint at the knees and formed a pair of similiarly human legs. While all this happened, the buster cannons rose up then quickly shifted down until they were settled against the humanoids back like a pair of fast pack booster units. Like gerwalk, the shield was held in place on the left fore-arm. The only piece missing was the huge rifle usually held in the right hand.

"Deverting excess power to the rifles. Power levels steady. Eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two.... one." He double checked the power levels he was seeing and bugged his eyes out. "Holy shit. Do you two see this?"

Doctor J frowned. "I did not expect this much power would be amplified by the cannons internal circuitry. Maybe it this problem would be solved if we power down to minimal operation power then bring the power up by incriments of 2 percent per second?"

"We should try that." Said Doctor S. "J, you will monitor power levels and I shall observe the powerflows from the reactors to the amplifier."

"Dropping power."

"Steady as she goes Mr. Bud."

They watched the power readings for a minute before Doctor S came to a conclusion. "I see." He transfered the readings to the YF-19's computer and to Dr. J's station.

"There seemed to a an added connection within the fighter that allows this extra power increase. From other mecha designs I have observed from your data, Mr. Bud, I would deduce that these modular parts created an extra power transfer conduit that deverted more power from the fusion reactors to the buster cannons in a more efficient manner." A pause. "Shift to mode G, please."

"Okay..." He shifted the fighter to gerwalk. "Woah, dramatic power reduction."

"Exactly. Unlike the original model of the buster rifles, these fast-pack variants will be on a stablized continuous energy feed which will provide power for each discharge. It is not a safe configuration unless you monitor the power levels before firing." stated Doctor S.

"Well that'll already be taking care of but---" Bud was cut off by a loud siren and flashing red-lights. "What the fuck?"

"The colony is under attack." Doctor J talked to someone on a communicator for a moment. The smirk on his fact was eerie.

"How would you like to test the new system on OZ's new space ships?"

The young, large-sized asian man licked his lips before his visage turned to that of a cat ready to pounce.

Ranko was having a blast looking at all the choices she could buy with the cash card Doctor J gave her the other day. So much variety of femanine undergarments that would have Happosai drooling at the mouth and die of over simulation. She moved over to a more skimpy selection of lingerie and grinned.

'I wonder if they carry brassiers in my size..' she thought as she turned to look at a nearby mirror, admiring her ample bosom covered in her red chinese tang.

She had a knowning smirk.

Larange Point-1, Side-1 Aerospace...

"Approach vector seven-niner-niner mark two point-three." said a helmsmen on the bridge of the OZ battleship.

"Sound general quarters. Prepare for battle." called out the captain. The bridge of the spaceship's lights cutout replaced by an infarred emergency lights and a red-alert siren sounded alerting the ships crew compliment. "Status on the colony defenders."

The operations officer looked at his station monitors. "Two unknown class vessels heading on an intercept vector. From the looks of them, they seem to be destroyer class."

"Two destoryers against ten battleships? The UEF is either incredibly brave or just that stupid." commented the first officer. "Captain, I suggest we show these Feddies the power of our space fleet."

"I think that would be a good idea. Tactical. Prepare a laser bombardment."

"Sir!" cried the operations officer. "I got a blimp appearing from the colony and... it disappeared!!"

"What?!"

"This is Alpha-One to UEF destoryers. Come in, over."

Response. "This is Captain R. Fieldman of the UEF spaceship FSS-Halloway. We are going into battle, state your intensions Alpha-One."

"A little present from Doc J, captain. Check your port-side window. I'm going to conduct a special weaponry field test. Sit back and relax if you want, over." Bud waved at the man looking at his direction. He switched his radio to pick up both UEF and OZ communications to monitor the battle before pushing the throttle forward.

"Attention all ships, we got a stealth in the area. Keep your eyes open."

Comming in at Mach 8, his eyes roamed over the ten OZ battleships. A red sensor inside his 'Thinking Cap' followed his pupils and thru his mental link the computer locked on to points of the ships that he designated. He arm his armament of eight UEF harpoon torpedos, two per wing hardpoint, and his last two external medium-range high-manuever missles before dropping active-stealth.

"I got a small ship on attack vector two-two-eight-six-high comming in at 2700m/s (meters per second) Unidentified."

Tone. He pulled the trigger and watched ten missle rocket to their targets. The MRHMMs, being the faster of the former, hit their target first but were short of the ship's bridge section. His answer to that was a salvo of particle beam discharges. He banked left and pulled into a wide turn just in time to see four of the UEF torpedos lay waste to one battleship. It exploded in a dramatic light show, but there was no sound. Only a shockwave. Sound does not travel in the vaccuum of space, no one could hear the screams of those men and women.

The computer reported that out of ten, one ship destoryed and two recieved heavy damage from the missle attack. Two of the torpedos were shot down.

"Fire at will. Destory that fighter!" came from the OZ ships.

"Give that guy cover fire now!" came from the UEF ships.

Buddy opened up the throttle and he found himself being pressed into the back of his seat by the G forces. With impossible dexterity, he turned and banked, buzzing the lead battleships forecastle and bridge section at speeds reaching and surpassing mach 21. His course had him rocketing directly into the path of the forecastle of the ship behind the leader, but a quick mental command swung the engine nacelles forward into a pair of legs firing their thrusters to bring the fighter to a complete stop just a few feet from the bridge forward windows.

"See ya." Buddy said to them. Another mental link brought the buster cannons online and he watched them power up to 50 percent. He locked onto the center of the bridge and armed the REB-23 laser guns and the buster cannons. With a smirk, he fired.

It was a sight to behold. Bud watched as the buster cannons fired in rapid succession dealing one large discharge per second, assisting the REB-23's in laying waste to the forecastle and bridge sections. With a shout of success, he pulled away and the YF-19 reverted back to fighter mode. The rear mounted REB-30G pulse laser fired to add more damage while a pair of high-manuever mini-missles finished off the ship leaving it afloat in space.

Quick to take advantage, he spied one of the damaged ships from the initial missle barrage and targeted that. Alpha-One bobbed, weaved and twisted out of the way of enemy fire while returning it in kind. Several shots from the buster cannons tore into the OZ ships forecastle before the YF-19's leg augmentation pack opened and released a pair of MRHMM's to finish the job off. He obsevered that at only 20 percent power in fighter mode, the buster cannons fired small discharges at amazing speed. He contrasted the gerwalk mode rate of fighter to an automatic shotgun while the fighters mode would be an AK-47 assault rifle.

"Alpha-One. Incomming in zone three-zero-delta-niner. Harpoon."

"Roger that, Halloway." He quickly switched to gerwalk to slow down. Four UEF harpoon torpedos streaked by and destoryed one of the OZ battleships.

"Return fire!"

"Systems are at criticle."

"This is the Denver. Computer systems can't lock on to that devil ship! We're being jammed."

'You're about to be jammed right now.' Bud thought. He manuevered the YF-19 so his back was to the colony before changing to soldier mode. He watched the LED's light up on his console and read the power guage as energy was supplied to the buster cannons. All green.

He didn't know if it would work but he tried. He sent a mental command thru the thinking cap and was surprised when the twin cannon barrels rose then lowed down over the variable fighters shoulders until they were in a perfect 90 degree angle facing forward of the heads 'eye-sight'. Energy began to collect on the tips of the cannons as the trigger was depressed. Bud could hear the whine from the engines as they caused the ship to vibrate from the power increase to it's weapons.

A blinding light surrounded the area around the YF-19 as a huge beam of incredible size and power flashed into existence. It stretched nearly 300 feet in width and completely consumed two of the remaining six OZ spaceships in an instant and a third was heavily damaged and inoperable from just being in close proximity to the bright yellow-orange beam of death. The energy discharge lasted for completely five second before it finally disappated into small energy sparks on the tip of the weapons barrels.

"Holy shit...." Buddy stared wide-eyed at the destruction he caused. The only time he had seen something like this was in Robotech when the SDF-1 fired the main gun.

But he didn't have time to think on that any long as an angry salvo of particle projection blast wizzed by the fighter. He quickly brought up the left arm and blocked a blast with the internal pin-point barrier before igniting his engines. The fighter danced in zero-g trying to dodge all the energy weapons with very much success. Then he intercepted a transmission from one the lead OZ battleship.

"Target the colony! Arm all torpedos and launch Taurus mobile doll units."

Were they crazy?! There was over 40,000 innocent civilians on that station and they were going to attack it directly?! Ranma was still on it.

Bud got mad.

"Raaaaahhhhhh!!!"

He switched to fighter mode and headed straight for the lead ship. Two MRHM missles dropped from the fast pacts and darted for the bridge section of the ship. He barrel rolled out of the way of a pair of torpedos before shooting them down with the rear mount pulse laser. Anti-aircraft rained around him trying to knock him down from his element but they couldn't lock on while he put the fighter into manuevers that would crush a normal man. At one point he ducked under the lead ship and snapped into gerwalk mode. He brought the XS-15 gatling cannon into play and began straffing the under-belly with 40mm high-velocity transuranium slugs, shotgun-like discharges from the buster cannons and laser blast from the REB-21's. Hull breaches opened up allowing the vaccuum of space to suck out cargo, weapons and even human beings. Passing the after section he went back into fighter before launching a score of mini-missles at the ships engine ports. He didn't look back, not wanting to see the chain reaction that completely destroyed the spaceship. He had other problems to worry about.

"Shit!" Fighter-like mecha start pouring from the battleships in attack formaton. He knew what this ment. He went inverted and positive climb before rolling to his left into a negative dive straight into a formation of Taurus units.

The OZ-12SMS Taurus space mobile suit was a top secret project by OZ to introduce a next generation zero-g mobile suit to replace the OZ-06SMS Leo space augmentation variant. The Taurus was a variable design like the OZ-07AMS Aries, able to mechamorph into a aerospace and mobile suit configuration. Being a next generation assault platform, it was equiped with a top secret AI control system called 'Mobile Doll'. This system allowed the mobile suit to be deployed without a pilot and operate by control from a command mobile suit or from it's mothership. They were the new thing in modern combat, allowing the full use of a weapon system without error by the pilot or danger to the pilot himself.

Swooping past the Taurus units, the mobile doll systems went into action and transformed into combat mode and began to track the YF-19 faster than humanly possible. Twenty-five to thirty beam rifles trained on the advanced fighter and began firing burst after burst of 250 kW (kilo-watts) super heated particles. The YF-19 rolled and banked trying to avoid each shot. Most of them were avoided while some were absorbed by the pin-point barrier.

"You son of a---" He dived past one of the two remaining ships only to meet head on with group of Taurus units armed with 3.0 MW beam cannons. "D'oh!"

Alpha-One snapped into soldier mode and flipped forward before Buddy opened the throttle to full and switched back to fighter mode at a 90 degree angle from the mobile dolls. Energy beams filled his previous position destorying their own friendly mobile suits. Bud flew along the surface of the ships under-belly before doing into a shallow dive. He quickly cut his engines moving only on inertia before he rolled the fighter inverted and switched into soldier mode facing the ship. The buster cannon barrels rose and shifted to it's shoulders and built up power.

Five second later, nothing was left of the ship but small floating portions of the forward and aft sections. Debri floated everywhere in the vaccuum and Bud paid no heed. He ignited his engines and swirved to face the last remaining OZ ship. Energy collected on the tips ofthe barrels and he depressed the trigger. A burst of energy lanced towards the target but suddenly cut off.

WARNING: Major Power Loss! Shutting down!

"What the fuck?!" He cried! He watched as the full power burst from the cannons tore into the battleship, literally tearing it in half before it exploded into a dazzling light display. But he didn't care about the ship, it was the fighter that was the problem. He didn't know what would of happened but if he could get back to the colony him and the doctors could check the black-box to find the problem.

But he had another problem right now. A remaining formation of Taurus mobile dolls were converging on his position and he was helpless without power for the YF-19. Just as one of the Taurus units took aim at him, his systems suddenly started back up.

"Minimum power!" He brought up the shield to take the brunt of blast while he unloaded his remaining payload of mini-missles. Not even the sophisticated AI system of the mobile dolls could completely evade high-manuever missles that were designed to track, home in and pursue their target until they run out of fuel or are destoryed.

Sigh. The young pilot looked at all the debri scatters in the vaccuum. He looked away when he spied body parts floating among the wreckage and tried to calm himself down. Deciding he should get back to the colony, he switched to fighter mode and cruised steadily towards Side-1. Along the way he passed the two UEF destoryers and got a message from the Halloway's captain.

"Halloway, Alpha-One. Thanks for the major assist. You were amazing out there. We owe you one."

Bud smiled. "Just allow me to dock and resupply at your military facilities and I'll call it even."

"You can do that anytime! Well, allow me to personally buy you a meal when we get back to Side-1."

"I'll hold you two that, Captain. I am hungry and I eat alot." Bud smirked and shared a genuine laugh with the captain.

L5 Colony Cluster Side-1
Hours later after space skirmish...

*Hic!*

Buddy stumbled from the elevator and made his way down the corridor. He seemed to sway back and forth occassionally having to re-balance himself after slapping into the walls. His eyes seemed there, but he wasn't there at all, everything washed away by a few drinks.

*Hic!*

"Iiiii..err.. NEeeeeeeh-vah," *hic!* "duuuwwinkin' ah-gay-in!" her slurd loudly, waving his arm in front of himself. "Dem daym Zekes neh-vah saow meah cumming..."

He chuckled to himself. "hehehe... Ai sayid..*hic!* cummin'...!"

It was a couple hours ago after initial test run of the YF-19's new weapon systems that the captain of the Halloway invited him for food and drink. Not one to pass free food, the young asian pilot followed the man to one of the local taverns inside the colony that was mostly occupied by UEF soldiers during their off-duty time. After a big feast of food and dances from skantily clad women, the captain urged him to have a drink to celebrate his victory. They didn't know it was his very first drink of alcohol.

"Dey dinnah know sheat anyway," he slurd before stopping at his room across from Ranma's. "An' WHO---- cain go tah warrr.. if dey afwaid of a widdle ah-key-hole..!" He shouted loudly before flipping his light switch on.

"Hiiii... B-kun." came a very sexy, femanine voice.

This sobered him up slightly. Laying on his bed in a very provocative pose was Ranko (Id) clad in lingerie that immediately put a hurtful tent in his pants.

"Uhh.. *hic* .. Wha' ya' doin' Id?" he asked dumbly. He still felt the effects of that ONE drink and he still wasn't all there. All he knew was that Ranko was in girl-form, laying on HIS bed dressed in lingerie that enhanced her already big tits and a thong that... was crotchless. Gulp. "Wow."

The sexified red-head stood and slauntered over to him, swinging her toned, womanly hips as if trying to hipnotize the large asian man. She pressed up to him, giggling girlishly when she felt the hard, covered shaft of his manhoon pressing up against her abdomen. "Mmm.. So hard." she said while rubbing herself up and down his body, occassionally dipping low enough to rub her cheek up against his crotch.

Buddy did the most asian thing he's ever done.

He got nose bleed and passed out.

"Hmm.. Well there must be some Japanese in you somewhere." snickered Id.

About a few minutes later, Buddy awoke and clothes were immediately strewn about the floor. Himself and the red-head were involved in a heavy make out session on his bed. Hands roaming about each others bodies, tongue dancing in each others private areas. The most sound comming from the two were Bud's groans of enjoyment as the petite girl tried to down his Jusenkyo enhanced member. Though she wasn't in no way inexperience, she was getting frustrated as she nearly choked time and time again trying to swallow the thick column.

"Fuck this," She turned around getting face to face with her bed partner, engaging him in long, spit swapping tongue action. His hands immediately went down her sides and grabbed her little, yet rounded ass. She giggled. "You love my ass, don'tcha."

He stopped, as if finally realizing what exactly he was doing. "We shouldn't be doing this," he said, breaking apart from her but still held onto her ass in his lap while her smaller hands gripped his manhood and stroked. "What about Ranma? It's both his and your body and he's also my friend."

"He won't mind as long as it's me." she said as if it was a matter of fact. Bud knew better.

"I ain't gay, woman." he growled but went back to kissing her. "This is as far as I'll go, but if you can't accept that then we shouldn't be doing this at all."

"Okay," she obviously lied but Buddy didn't know.

They went back to making out creating more audible sounds that filled their ears. Buddy sat up against the wall bringing her with him. Her hands traced from his scar heavily scared chest down his stomach. As she sat up on her knees raising her ass up, she immediately grasped his cock and tried to to insert it in herself. She instead found his hand pressing it's fingers against her sternum. Id looked at him and became hypnotized by the cold gaze he directed at her.

"I said NO!!" he growled loudly and pushed at her with all his might. The small girl was instantly thrown across the 20ft distance from bed to door, impacting with a sounding thud against the door.

She stood back up just as quickly, breasts bouncing with her sudden movements. "What the fuck is wrong with you?!" she snarled.

"Sorry." he said somberly. He just sat their looking down at himself with somewhat glazed eyes.

Id shook her head and just opened the door and left. Once closing the man-made portal behind her she listened in.

"Fuck! Shit! I almost fucked her! Damn myself for being Ranma's friend! Where's the damn lotion?!"

Id chuckled and quickly left for her room before someone saw her in the buff. She'll try again another day.

September 30th AC 195
Doctor J's Side-1 Workshop

Days passed like hours. Most of Bud's time was taken up by either assisting or instructing Doctor J and Doctor S in the re-fit of his YF-19. The XS-15 Gatling Cannon was majorly refitted. The critical internal mechanisms were reconstructed using the space born material Gundanium Alloy. The barrels were the main concern for Bud but he didn't fret. Using Doctor J's in-lab machinery, it took him fifteen days to forge all seven 40mm barrels out of high-grade gundanium alloy. They were made with a bore so smooth that you could use it as a slip and slide without any water.

But then THEY showed up. He didn't really appreciate this at all.

"Quatra Rababa Winner." Bud stated as he glare at the young man hidden behind Doctor J.

"Ah, I see you already know of Instructor H's charge." commented Dr. J. "Smart man, that he is. Gaining the Winner families trust to recieve the funding to build the gundam known as Sandrock. I should of thought of that myself."

"Excuse me Doc."

Said person stepped aside. "Ah, yes. By all means."

"Ack! Let me go please. Why are you being so rough?" whined the only Winner heir. "Please, can we discuss this over some coffee?"

Buddy glared at him.

"Tea?" he tried again. "Ack! N-n-no! No there! OW!! My arm! It hurts! Gaaah!!"

Doctor J ignored the violence going on in front of him. "Yes, Instructor H was certainly as smart man for that. Sandrock was an excellent design for desert war-fare." He ignored Quatre's screams for help. "But he could of chosen a better pilot than this little fruit-cake."

"Take this! F-5 Bitch!"

"Ahhhh!!! My spleen!"

And a couple days after the arrival was someone that wanted to meet Bud personnally.

"Maa! What the long trip." said Duo Maxwell. "I'm surprised that you guys actually let me stay on colony."

"Question, Mr. Maxwell." Bud eyed him behind a pair of sunglasses. "Are you gay?"

The current Shinigami looked upset at that. "Is it because I have long hair and happened to look pretty or somethin?"

"Just answer the question, kid."

"NO!"

Bud wiped his brow and took off his glasses. "Phew, damn Japanese women and their homo obsessions." he thought. "Sorry about that. I at first thought you were gay but now that I know..."

The kid waved it off. "Don't worry, I get that alot." He leaned in close and whispered. "Just watch out of any of the other pilots show up though. Two are confirmed to be shit packers."

"One's already here." Bud deadpanned. "The obvious one."

"Aww man..." Duo frowned. He followed the larger guy and switched the subject. "So what do'ya do here? Mechanic?" he asked, looking at what Buddy was wearing.

"Only on my fighter. It's going under refit with the help of Heavy Arms and Wing's creators." They passed a security check-point that was obviously UEF. The guards glared at Duo but didn't do anything since Bud was with him.

"Woah! Look at that." gasped the priest garbed pilot. Then it hit him. "Wait a minute, isn't that the ship that showed up at Edwards when Heero fucked up?"

Bud nodded. "That was me."

"And you're the one that blew up the Bismarck?" Duo asked.

"That was me." came another voice.

Duo suddenly felt two arms wrap around his chest and hands grabbing his front and lifting as if he had a pair of breasts.

"Gah!"

Id held up a wooden sign that said 'LOL' since she couldn't stop laughing. She smirked and disappeared before their eyes, filling the room with echoing laugher.

"Don't mind her." He patted the kid's back. "She's harmless." "Unless you're me." he said uner his breath.

"What was that?"

"Nothing."

"...."

"Duo!"

"Woah there little buddy. Ya don't have to be that excited to see me." Duo pat the kid on the back reassuringly.

Quatre looked up at him with a frightened face. "T-that monster over there," he pointed at Buddy. "Beat me up for no apparent reason!" he cried.

Bud came over and kicked the fruity gundam pilot in the nuts. "Shaddup. You and you're group of homosexual Maganac Corps assisted in the destruction of several desert bases that were apart of the World Federation!" He growled.

That was partially the truth. When Buddy tried searching for his counter-part he found that he was apart of a mobile suit battalion that Gundam 04 and unidentified units destroyed in late May. But he wasn't gonna tell the little fruit cake that.

"Now now," Duo tried calming the situation down. "No need to none of that. Quatre's a good guy as along as he doesn't get all mushy and stuff."

Buddy grunted in annoyance and left.

Thing started to pick up a couple days later.

Soon Wufei Chang appeared after being banished from L5 Colony Cluster do to his involvement in the war. Leaders of Side-5 claimed the colony to be neutral so harboring a wanted criminal such as Shenlong Gundam would be a problem. A little problem arose with his sexist atitude towards women when he caught eye of Id practicing in the colony park, but the took care of it herself. Chang would be out of the hospital in three weeks anyway.

Heero Yuy showed up the day fater Wufei did. Since no one knew the identities of the Gundam pilots, with the exception of Buddy, Doctor J and S and a couple of the on-station military brass, so the 'Perfect Soldier' blended into the atmosphere easily. Occassionally he would be seen near Doctor J but Buddy ignored him mostly.

Strangely, Trowa Barton did not show but he could of been with the carnival on one of the L3 colonies. Not that he wanted the fruit cake here.

So far, with the exception of Duo Maxwell, the Gundam pilots mostly avoided Buddy and the workshop he usually occupied. Buddy didn't really care for any of those stupid kids really. He mostly worked on his fighter and kept to himself. It was either that or assisting with Side-1 Colony defense with the UEF space forces. It was then that Bud noticed the shift in technology. As each battle passed by, Buddy slowly noticed the increase in MS-06F, J, R, and S Zaku, MS-R09 Rick Dom, MS-14A, B, C, and S Gelgoog variants as well as many Zeon-like Musai, Zanzibar and Chivvay space cruisers mixed in with the large compliment of Taurus mobile doll and transport ships.

OZ also seemed to be massing some sort of attack that would come soon.

Late November, AC 195
Battle of Side-3

Buddy, and surprisingly Id, were working on the YF-19 fitting and loading the ordinance 'borrowed' from the UEF armory.

Someone phone rung. Bud picked up the little communicator from his belt and answered.

"Captain Jack Sparrow." Bud said loudly to get Id's attention. "What can I do for you?"

He paused as he listened in. A frown slowly filled his face.

"I see. See you then." he shut the phone and looked at Id. "Put on the last missle and we have to move out."

"We?" the red-head looked at him as if he were crazy. "If you didn't know, I have nothing to use."

"You can use that."

She looked over at the hulking form of a rebuilt Tallgeese standing erect in some sort of loading cage.

"What the fuck is that?" she growled.

"Tallgeese II. A true remake of the proto-type for mass production. They fly the same as Gears." Buddy said matter of factly. "Easy to pilot if you ask me."

"And what would YOU know about Gears?"

Buddy just gave her a look.

She threw up her arms in annoyance. "Fine, have it you're way."

"I couldn't help but over-hear," Duo said as he approached the variable fighter. He was dressed in his usual priest robes. "But if you're gonna go fight OZ, then I wanna come along too. Deathscythe and myself haven't had any action since we got here."

"And I wish to come along also." State Wufei as he approached from behind.

"As do I." said Quatre. Bud gave him an evil glare that already give him an answer. He ran away screaming, "Nevermind!"

"Mission accepted." Heero said in his monotonious voice.

"You know what?" Bud stood attop the fighter and looked down at the three teenagers, especially Heero. "You mother fuckers do this every fucking time. EVERY fucking time."

"Don't you assholes get it?" Bud looked really pissed. "You stupid fucks need to hide out from the OTHER UEF forces. You're only under Capt. Sparrows protection while within this colony. Any other fucking place.. you're DEAD! You hear me?! Dead!"

"Especially you, Yuy. You killed that fucker Noventa and fucked yourself pretty fucking good. OZ wants you. The fucking UEF wants you dead. Shit, even I wanna kill your fucking ass but I won't. Because that's not my fucking place or fucking right to do."

"And you Chang. You think you're fucking safe too? You destoryed many fucking ships and tankers. Fucking oil spilt all over the fucking Indian ocean and you even put a couple fucking species to extinction. Now you think you're all fucking bad with you're fucking bitch ass Nataku. You ain' fucking bad. You jus' a lil' sexist bitch that got his ass beat by that girl over there!"

Id waved at Wufei making him look away.

"An' on top of that, you destroyed a village of innocent people in China. A fucking refugee camp from the last fucking place you hit! Fucking little bitch!"

Buddy paced back and forth, atop the fighter. "If it wasn't for you little bastards, The fucking Organization of fucking Zodiac wouldn't be in control of nearly 65% of the Earth and space combined. And it's people like the UEF, Ranko and myself that have to fix your fucking mistake. And so what I'm gonna do is I'm gonna put a warload on this fighter, Id and myself are gonna fucking fly ourselves to Side-3 and fucking stop fucking OZ from fucking with peoples lives."

"And you know what?! Fuck you! Fuck the Barge! Fuck OZ and mother fuck Longfeller." Bud shouted in an Al Pacino accent. "I'll burry dem' cocka-roaches!!"

"...."

"...."

"... Uhh, what about me?" Asked Duo cautiously. "I kinda noticed you didn't say anything about me."

Buddy thought about it for a moment. "Well, sorry man. Thems the breaks."

"Awww man, I wanted to go." whined Duo as he walked away. Wufei shortly followed.

That left Heero still standing there. "...."

Buddy eyed him. "What?"

"Omae o korosu." Heero made a gesture with his finger as if he was shooting Buddy with a gun. He turned and left casually.

"I will kill you, he said." Id stood next to her larger partner. "He looked serious."

"He always looks serious. I swear that kid gots a rifle up his ass or something." he dead panned. "Let's got."

"Hai."

"I'm starting to think that fighter is different everytime I see it."

Bud replied to Capt. Sparrow over the comm net. "Just modifications here and there. Take everything off of the top and it's how it was originally made."

Capt. Sparrow refered to the buster cannon packs set along the top dorsals of the YF-19. Two missle hard points were added on each barrel, one on top and one on the side, which allowed an alocation of three short-range, two medium range and one long range or heavy missle load. The fighter was loaded for anti-ship warfare: four UEF medium range harpoon torpedo's on each wing, a total of eight; and four long range RMS-2 Angel of Death torpedos. The RMS-2's were a specialty that Buddy found in the data banks of the fighter. He knew what exactly there were. The RMS-2's were anti-ship missles with 100kT warheads.

"Hi there!"

"The Leo prototype?" Sparrow gasped at seeing Tallgeese II. "Never expected that from you."

"Thank Side-7, Captain." replied the young red-headed pilot. "I don't. These aren't as simple as they seem."

"Ten minutes until visal contact, sir." stated a bridge officer.

Sparrow at back in his seat and spoke loud enough for the crew, the two pilots and his other ships to listen in. "Attention all hands. This is Captain Jack Sparrow of the FSS-White Base. In a few minutes we will be entering a battle the will decide who will survive in space. We are going up against a force that is reported to be three times as strong as our own. I, for one, am not backing down. If you're two much of a coward to die in battle, you know where the escape pods are located." There was a few seconds pause. "All ships report."

"This is FSS-Halloway representing all ships, Captain. We're with you."

"Good. We're up against a combination of OZ troops and starships. Report said that the Barge is also engaged in battle with friendly forces and there have been witnesses to the use of a few unidentified super weapons."

"We are in range, Sir."

Bud chimed in. "White Base, Alpha-One. Breaking formation. I've got fire-crackers."

"What did he mean by that, Sir?" the comm officer asked in confusion.

Sparrow was pensive about that call. "It's an old military code used before the colonies were created. It means he has tactical nuclear missles loaded and will fire at will."

"Dummm dumdum dum duuuummm.. dum dum dadadadaaaaaa.. dum, da dadada duuuumm! dum, da dadada duuuummm----!"

"What the fuck are you saying?" growled Id. At that damn humming and tones Buddy was making was weird.

"If you've seen as much anime as I have, you would know good action music when you heard it." Buddy replied. "By the way, has Ranma broken out of his shell yet?"

"Tell you later. Fight now." She pushes the Tallgeese II's veirners to full power. "You take out the capital ships. I'll hit the mobile suits."

Buddy watches the white and blue Tallgeese plow into a group of Taurus and Zakus. He stared as the red-head, in her first MS to MS battle, fly circles around the enemy and successfully eliminate each one without breaking stride. She didn't manuever as fast as the YF-19 but like always, Tallgeese's battle speed was always impressive especially now since they are in space.

"Roger, Ranko-chan." The large asian man opened activated radar and the computers AI system immediately identified all hostile enemies on the battlefield. He noticed four were unidentified and tried to zoom in one them.

"Okay, that's the Barge. Hmm, a MSN-02 Zeong." His eyes widened at seeing the third UFO. "Alpha-One, White Base."

"This is White Base. Go ahead."

"Pick this up on you're scopes. Sector seven-eight mark two-niner."

"Holy shit! What the fuck is that?" This time it was Capt. Sparrow who replied.

"MA-08 Big Zam. It's a super weapon. It has enough fire-power to destroy a colony on it's own. And--- Fucking shit! Son of a bitch! No way! Captain, I'm sending a new feed." Bud cursed. "Do you guys know of I-field technology?"

"It's classified, but I heard of it."

"Too bad. AMX-X2 Neue Ziel. It can take us all out. I know it's power and I know it's capabilities. It can take on OZ and UEF forces combined and still live to complete it's mission." For the first time, Buddy was nervous about going into battle after seeing a Zeong, Big Zam AND Neue Ziel.

Besides the YF-19, the Gundam RX-78GP03 Dendrobium Orchis and Stamen were his favorite mobile suits from Gundam 0083: Stardust memory. The Dendrobium was thought of as a monster and undefeatable, that is, until the AMX-X2 came along and beat it before using a kamakaze mission to destory the Federation Solar fleet.

"Stay away from the Big Zam and AMX-X2. It's suicide for you guys to take them on."

Capt. Sparrow was angered by this guys gall to call them weak. "And how the fuck would you know all about them?! Are you some OZ defect?"

"I fucking created those fucking monsters!" Bud obviously lied, just to shut everyone up and it actually worked. He calmed down and spoke in an even tone. "The YF-19, MSN-02 Zeong, MA-08 Big Zam and AMX-002 X2 Neue Ziel. I drew up the plans. I came up with I-Field, or pinpoint barrier technology. And I'm the only one that knows how to destroy those monsters. And if I know what OZ is doing right now, their planning on dropping a colony onto the Earth and take out the UEF."

"W-what?!"

"That's why I left OZ and went to Earth to try and stop their plans, but I was too late." He was obviously lying again but they didn't know that.

"Sir, I'm detecting that L-3 Colonies Q2286 and Q2275 are shifting from stationary positions." said a bridge officer.

"They've got this far Captain and I doubt they'll stop." Bud commented.

Sparrow made his decision. "Alright, I'll play it you're way. You take care of those super-weapons and we'll do what we can to provide cover."

"Attention all UEF Ships in the vicinity of Side-3. This Captain Jack Sparrow of the FSS-White Base. OZ has plans on dropping colonies onto Earth as retaliation to our wins in Space. This act violates the Green Earth treaty of AC 146 since an attack as such would cause a change in Earth's orbit and climate. Special Orders: Alpha-Tango-bravo-Niner-Zero-Zero-One-Five-Omega. OZ attack is considered an act of nuclear war. Respond in kind."

Gasp could be heard throughout the bridge and comm net.

"Your ship carries nukes?" Bud asked dumbly.

"That's classified."

"Riiiiight..."

Buddy flew the fighter into closer range to the battle. The YF-19's combat computer could track up to 250 target simultaniously so he kept a passive lock on the Neue Ziel, Zeong, Barge and Big Zam. He put an active lock on a mix of eight Chivvay and Musai cruisers. He came out of stealth and went active with his missles.

"Fire!" Eight harpoon torpedo's streaked from his wings followed by other UEF ships firing thermonuclear missles. Since he was in lead of the attack formation, he send out the friendly IFF signal that told any allied vehicle to basically get the fuck out of there. Explosions as hot as the Sun lit the somewhat-empty blackness of space like miniature stars going nova. Nothing remained in the blast vicinity.

"Buddy! I need some help over here!" cried Ranko over a static filled channel.

"I'm comming!"

He broke off and headed towards Ranko at Mach 21. By the time he got to her, she was engaged against that MSN-02 Zeong and not getting very far. He saw an opening and took it.

"Can I cut in?" Just as Tallgeese completed a loop with the Zeong following, the variable fighter zoomed in right behind Tallgeese barely missing it's feet by mear inches. Buddy uses his mental link thru his helmet to fire the rear-mounted pulse laser cutting off an arm and knocking some sense into the leg-less mobile armor.

Id quickly recovered and put the hyper-velocity dober cannon to the Zeong's cockpit before blowing it up with a single shot.

"Thanks, handsome." said the red-head.

"No problem." Buddy pulled up next to her in gerwalk mode. "We've got a problem."

"I heard." she frowned. "And you lie too much."

"I tell the truth, girl. I always tell the truth." he smirked. "Even when I lie, I tell the truth."

"You got a point. So what's the game plan?"

"This war is becoming dangerous. Their using nukes and--" He saw her blank look. "High-grade reactive rounds."

"That's not the problem though." She winked to him. "We gotta destory those weapons if that's what you're thinking."

"Damn straight." Alpha-One went into fighter and Buddy told her. "Try to keep up with me, this is life or death."

The battle has been going on for the past hour with the UEF space forces taking heavy damage. Side-3 was the main base use for the UEF military due to it's distance from Side-6 lunar base. With Side-3 being the head of the snake, OZ decided to spear head with an operation that would devestate the main battles on the Earth's surface and turn the tide of this war.

Side-3's main fleet consisted of over 40,000 mobile suits, a mix of old OZ-06MS space Leo's, RX-78-2 Gundams, RGM-79 GMs, RGM-80 GM Cannons and two hundred of the new RX-83T Tallgeese II variants from Side-7.

Nearly 50% of them were destroyed. The only thing keeping the UEF alive were the high-tech Salamis-class and Yamamoto-class battleships and mobile carriers.

"Damn! Those Zekes aren't getting the best of us! Full barrage all cannons!" growled the captain of one of the ships.

"Sir! That new OZ armor is comming at us again. It's already destroyed a quarter of our fleet on it's own and took almost all of our fighter and MS wing. We're gonna be next!"

"Shut up and do what I say if you wanna live! I know what the fuck I'm--"

"I got a friendly IFF signal. It's an area evacuation signal for a heavy bombardment!!" cried one of the bridge crew. "One klick distance."

"Do as it says!"

Just as the ship moved out of range, a pair of missle streaked into the scene out of no where. They vectored in onto the MA-08 Big Zam mobile armor and impacted directly into the large opening at it's front that was a mega-partical cannon. Seconds later it exploded in a blinding inferno of thermonuclear plasma.

"Yeeeeee-haawwwww!" came an excited voice. "Join in the formation, Captain. We're going Zeke hunting!"

"Who the hell are you?!"

"They call me Alpha-one." came Buddy's only reply.

"Thanks, Alpha-one." said the captain. He turned to his crew. "You heard the man. Time to go hunting some Zekes!"

Id broke off from Bud after he destroyed the Big Zam. She moved in onto a group of OZ cruisers that were harrassing other UEF ships and MS's. She noticed that other's had units just like hers. They weren't having any luck piloting them either. Time to show them how it's done!

"You idiots!" she growled as she dived at one of the Musai cruisers. She fired her veirners and stopped right at the bridge of the ship. "This is how you properly use this thing!"

She pointed the 180mm high-velocity dober cannon and blew the bridge into nothing. She repeated this five more times in a display of acrobatics that had the UEF pilots jaws in their laps.

"An ace!"

"She's a monster in that thing!"

"A woman!"

"See ya, boys." she waved with Tallgeese's shielded arm before taking off in another direction.

"This is White Base, Alpha-One. Reading energy spike from the Barge. We believe their preparing to fire their main cannon at the fleet."

Bud growled as his fighter felt the vibrations of attacks bouncing off of his pin-point barrier. "I wanna help but I'm engaged right now! I can't break away. Seems OZ placed me as a prime target." he chuckled before cursing at another hit.

The YF-19 swung it's legs down and stopped on the dime before quickly snapping into soldier-mode. It brought online the newly modified XS-15 gatling cannon and covered several Zaku's with a blanket of high-velocity depleted uranium slugs. Another group of mobile dolls appeared and Buddy didn't feel like toying with them. He quickly turned towards Barge and went into fighter mode. A salvo of all whatever remained of his 20 high-maneuver mini-missle blasted from the leg launchers and eradicated the group of Taurus and Zaku units.

The young asian pilot tuned his radio to recieve UEF and OZ communications while he remained silent.

"All ships concentrate fire on the Barge."

"What the hell is that thing! Ahhh---!!" Schzzzz...

"Die Feddy scum!"

"Protect the Barge and the space tugs! We'll drop these colonies even if it takes all of us!"

"Ahhhh---!!" Schzzz...

He frowned. That Neue Ziel was playing defense. It tore up anything that got close enough to play a threat to the Barge.

"Alpha-One. White Base." Buddy sighed. "You guys break off and stop those colonies. I'll take care of Barge and whatever they got."

"Are you sure?" replied Jack Sparrow.

"...."

"I see. Good luck to you."

"I'll need all I can." Bud ended transmission.

A pair of particle energy blast smash against the I-field barrier of the AMX-002 Neue Ziel rocking the mobile armor from an engagement against a UEF spaceship. It turned and came face to face with the variable fighter that has been giving OZ problems ever since the beginning of the war.

The YF-19 pulled up in gerwalk mode and shifted to soldier immediately and 'stood' around two miles away from the menacing Neue Ziel. Alpha-One's pilot noticed that several Gelgoog and Tauras mobile dolls backed up the mobile armor. Before he could decide what he could do, the Neue Ziel blasted forward.

"Shit!" Buddy cried. The newly dumbed 'Main Guns' of the YF-19 quickly shifted to the shoulders and he fired. A massive full-powered particle beam erupted and filled an area 45 degrees in front of the fighter. He got a ping on his radar. "Missed."

"Son of a bitch!" Bud blasted up, positive Z and fired down with the gatling cannon. No success. The bullets just bounced off of the I-field.

The Neue Ziel swung itself behind the YF-19 and launched it's claw 'bit' arms at it. Buddy dodged, banked and weaved out of the attacks while also evading the particle beam blast erupting from the tips. He couldn't break away to rethink his approach. The OZ's super-weapon was relentless. It chased him firing it's mega-particle weapons, micro missles and anything it could throw at the YF-19.

A powerful blast managed to hit the fighter in the rear knocking some sense into him.

"Oh no you didn't! Tell you just didn't fucking do that!" He changed his direction and headed towards the Barge. His readings detected that they would fire soon. The fighter bobbed and weaved through space traffic dodging the Neue Ziel's arms. Mauler REB-23 lasers tore into mobile suits that happened to get in his way.

His eyes locked onto the mobile space fortress Barge and the sensors in his helmet uses his line of site to lock onto what was the barrel of it's main cannon.

"You wanna stop my weapon bitch?! Try and fucking stop this!!" He fired one of his RMS-2 and watched it impact with the Barge. Seconds later a surge from the initial nuclear blast caused a chain reaction that overloaded the weapon. The Barge exploded in an impressive explosion that scattered it's remains over a 200 mile distance.

"You like that huh?! You like that?!" Bud cut the engines and the ship moved only on ineria. He flip the ship on it's axis until it faced the Neue Ziel before igniting the engines to full power. The main guns spat forth rapid burst of light mixed in with the REB-23's burst.

Buddy began to noticed that the I-field for OZ's mobile armor seemed to be weakened but still strong enough to shrug off it's initial firepower.

"Shit, shit!" He shifted to soldier mode to deflect a particle blast with the shield. Another volley of missle approached and each one was short of it's goal, a bark of the XS-15 destoryed each one.

Another blast rocked the fighter, this time stronger than the previous. His barrier was down and would take two full minutes to completely recharge.

"This ends now!" he heard from the other pilot for the first time.

"Damn right it does!" came his reply.

The XS-15 spun on empty and Bud slammed home another clip. He pushes the YF-19's fusion engines to the max making him feel the g-forces press down against his body with the manuever he has to pull to stay alive.

A portal opened in the chest of the Neue and charge built.

"Mega cannon!" Bud gasped and started diving negative Z trying to avoid the blast while in soldier mode. The fighter's main gun shift to the shoulders and aimed along an arc at the OZ weapon.

Neue Ziel fired. It missed by a couple feet.

The YF-19's main cannons fired a full-powered concentrated blast that smashed into the Neue Ziel and engulfed it completely. His eyes widened when the beam disipated.

Neue Ziel was still there.

"No way..." his whispered in disbelief. Laugher from the enemy pilot filled his ears making him frown.

"Nice try kid. You almost had me. Now it's time to die."

"Die..." Bud saw red. "You're the one that's gonna die you bitch!" He fired his gatling cannon and made contact with the things armor!

"Well what do you know..."

"Yeah, I know now." He switched to fighter mode and shot after the Neue Ziel. For the first time, Buddy wasn't the one being chased.

The AMX-002 stopped in mid-flight and rose upward on the positive Z axis to evade the fighter. Buddy banked right and pulled up, spiralling up towards the Neue Ziel. He was right on it's tail, looking right up the guys ass.

His eyes locked onto where he knew the units fusion core was located. The last RMS-2 Angel of Death missle was armed. He got tone.

"Say 'ello to my lil' friend!"

The Angel of Death launched and smashed into the back of the Neue Ziel. As the YF-19 broke away and headed towards the UEF fleet, Bud felt the shockwave of the nuclear explosion. It made him shudder. If that I-field of Neue Ziel didn't fail it would of been him instead that died.

He came out lucky this time.

In the battles ahead, the United Earth Federation space forces were able to repel OZ forces after the destruction of their super-weapons and the Barge. They successfully prevented them from dropping two colonies onto North and South America, also saving the lives of those still on the colonies. Though the UEF forced OZ back, over 50 percent of their forces at Side-3 were wiped out. This was a major blow to the Federation military but did not cripple their moral or will to fight in anyway. This was just one of many decisive battles that would determine the victor in a world consumed by war.

L-5 Colony Cluster Side-1
December 9th AC 195...

Buddy hasn't been having a good time since he lived fighting against the AMX-002 Neue Ziel and returned from the Battle of Side-3. Two days afterwards he has been trying to keep alive. It was both frustrating and embarrassing.

"Tell me, Ranko." Bud said slowly, hidding behind a bunch of containers with his red-headed partner. He was in his SWAT combat suit he acquired in the Ranma universe with his LPR-3956 in it's rear waist holster, his Desert Eagle XIX .357 magnum in it's right leg holster and his H&K G36K 5.56mm carbine in hand. "How the fuck did he convince some people on this colony that I'm an OZ spy AND get ahold of military ordiance?"

She just shrugged her shoulders. "Don't ask me. Maybe did you didn't say that you were Ex-OZ weapons developer to Capt. Sparrow you wouldn't be in this mess."

"Son of a---" He poked his head up. "Can't a niggah go to the restroom in peace?!" He ducked when they started firing again.

"Omae o korosu." stated Heero calmly.

"Aren't you gonna help?" Bud growled at Id.

She eyed him. "You want me to destroy the colony too?"

"No."

"There you have you're answer." she smiled and pecked his cheek. She winced when Buddy cried as a bullet penetrated his wooden and metal barricades and grazed his shoulder.

"Grrr.. That's it!" The angry asian pulled took one of the small five inch canisters from his vest and pulled the pin. After a good toss there was a the sound of it hitting the ground and a loud bang and flash followed by cries of pain.

"My eyes!" "I'm blind!" "...unnh..."

Buddy quickly jumped atop the crates and fired. Two bullets flew and hit the two men accompanying Heero in the legs which took them down. "Quick, get him." He said to Id.

The red-head suddenly appeared behind Heero in a matter of seconds. A poke to his neck and his was out like a rock.

"Move!" she found herself shoved out of the way as Bud crashed into the mens restroom. The audible sigh of comfort and a horrid stench suddenly comming from the head confirmed what he was doing.

"Aww man! And I thought Akane's cooking smelt worse."

About an two hours later and a must needed shower, Bud sat in the office of Jack Sparrow reading over some reports that the ex-pirate of a UEF captain handed to him. He was also looking through a list of Earth based UEF special forces.

"So why do you have me looking at this again?"

"We need your help on this one, since you are an OZ defect." said the Captain with a smirk. "We're gonna get some payback. A raid on their main manufacturing facilities at Side-6 Luna base would put a big hurt on their mobile suit production."

He knew that lie would get him in trouble. "I only know the layout of the research facilities... here." Bud pointed at a small barren section of the moon a mile from the main facilities. "It's underground and operates on it's on faculties and power." This was obviously another lie, but Sparrow didn't know that.

Jack rubbed his temples, a headache comming on from just listening to this guy. "Whatever. We have an operative inside anyway and have a detailed layout of the place. Just choose a special forces team so we can this operation underway before the Christmas strike."

"Christmas strike?" Bud asked in wonder.

"UEF ground forces are orchestrating a worldwide strike on December 25th at 0000 hours US PDT at all OZ main bases. The space fleet will also hit the Lunar base in the Sea of Tranquility while it's on the moons darkside."

"Sounds simple enough. Two strike teams to hit the power generators, dry docks, manufacturing and processing plants and Lunar Base will be out of commission for three months." commented Bud.

"See any teams that you like."

Bud nodded while looking through more profiles. "I found two that I'm thinking of but-- Wait a minute." He turn the computer around and pointed at the screen.

"I want them."

Sparrow read a couple lines. "I'll try but I can't guarantee the transfer."

The asian man smirked. "Make it happen. Tell them I'll turn in the assassinator of the former Supreme Commander Noventa and two others whom have been involved in the destruction of Federation bases in south-western asia and Egypt. I'll even provide pictures and names."

Sparrow was beginning to like this guy.

L-1 Colony Cluster Side-1 Space Dock
December 14th AC 195...

Shiro Yamada stepped out of the transport and stretched out from the long trip. This was only his second time in space but he would slowly adjust. It was just his teammate he was worried about.

"Oh my, it's good to be back in space again." commented Aina. Scott and Karen followed out along with Montel.

The only person not present on the transfer was Eledore. The guy did not wish to go into space for some reason so he was temporarily assigned to a another MS team similiar to theirs. They wished him luck.

Kycilia was the last to disembark. She stretched out a bit, popping a few bones and sighed audibly. "We should report to the base first thing, commander." Because she out ranked Shiro, she couldn't refer to him as 'Sir'.

"No need. I see a small detail of soldiers and the guy we're suppose to meet comming this way. Just chill out and I'll handle this." stated the 08th MS commander.

"Orders, sir?" stated one of the soldiers. Shiro handed him some papers and he went over it. Finishing, he gave Shiro a salute that was returned in kind. "Welcome to Side-1. This is Doctor J. He's not military but he will show you to you're barracks and unit."

Shiro was directed towards an elder looking man in a scientist coat. What was strange about him was the strange glasses he wore as if he didn't have eyes and his hands. His left arm was some sort of cybernetic claw that looked like a three pronged grabbing thing while the right was similiar but was a regular hand.

"Heh heh. If you would follow me." chuckled Doctor J. "It's strange how I am cooperating with the UEF now-a-days. Usually I don't help them with anything, but times change."

"You're a pretty strange man." commented Scott. This guy was weird.

"And you're weird also, tattoo head." snicked Doc J. He knew that face the kid had.

The Apache native turned red from embarrassment. It was also embarrassing as to how the old man used his families body art as a reference.

The group walked for a while passing various military installations and even a few civilian shops that bordered near the entrance to the main dock. Soon a couple of them began to notice they were leaving designated UEF property.

"Excuse me, but exactly where are we going?" asked Karen. The Major seemed to be keeping quiet, just looking around as if she would be attacked. Karen noticed that Kycilia kept looking up and someone of something but when she looked she couldn't see shit!

"Captain Sparrow knows where you'll be staying. It's my personal workshop. It's connected to the main dock by special elevators that I installed myself."

Around five minutes later they arrived at the workshop. It wasn't as big as one of Area 51's bays but it was still impressive for being a 'small' laboratory. Off to the left side they noticed engineers that usually belonged on base loading their mobile suits into the labs MS cages. With the exception of Zabi's RX-79 Ez-8 and Scott's Guncannon, all their mobile suits were refitted into RX-79 Ez-8's for space combat.

Montel thought he heard something. There it was again! "Do you guys hear that?"

"Hear what?" asked Kycilia. "I don't hear-- Now I hear it."

Scott's ears perked up. It was getting closer. "Sounds like a high caliber pistol."

In just a few seconds they could all hear gun shots that were getting closer and closer until it was just outside the door they were facing. Suddenly there was a crash followed by the door caving in. They all took cover behind some crates and those that were armed pointed their weapons at the door. They were surprised to see a young asian man of possibly Japanese descent sitting on the floor and leaning against the wall on the floor. He was in a type of police special forces suit and helmet and was heavily armed. He was breathing heavily and eying the door with what could only be an angered scowl.

"Omae o korosu." said a young man dressed in a loose green tank-top and spandex shorts. He had a high-powered rifle in his hand while he stood in the door way. He didn't seem to notice that the other guy was just to his right ready to spring on him.

Kycilia and Karen drew their fire-arms and aimmed them at the young boy. They couldn't believe that this was the person that killed Noventa.

"Freeze! Drop that weapon and put your hands in the air!" ordered Kycilia. "Heero Yuy, you're under the arrest for the murder of Supreme Commander Marshall Noventa on June 8th AC 195, the murder of several other Federation and national leaders and soldiers and the destruction of over a billion dollars of UEF property."

Heero didn't seem to take this as a threat but he knew he was corner. He made his decision. "Mission accepted." He aimed at the 08th MS team and prepared to walk to them. But he suddenly found himself crashing into the wall.

"No you don't bitch!" cried the asian man as he tackled Yuy from the side and drove him against the steel wall with the force of a freight train. The kid hit his head on some piping and was immediately knocked down and out. The guy poked him with his gun just to make sure he was unconsious.

"Mutha fucka.." he kicked him while he was down.

"Are you okay, sir?" Shiro approached the guy but jumped back when he found a gun to his face.

The asian man lowered his fire-arm. "Sorry. The kid's been hunting me ever since November. I've been a little jumpy lately. So you'll have to excuse me for that."

"Allow me to introduce myself. The name is Bud," he said facing the group of men and women. He had a confident smirk. "You guys must be the 08th MS Team I called up. Not to shabby if I say so myself."

Montel walked to the front of the group and confronted the man. "...."

"Montel."

"Buddy."

"...."

They stepped closer and everyone tense as if expecting something bad to happen.

"Eh! Wassup dawg!"

"My niggah! How yo ass been?"

The two dabbed their fist in some sort of urban hand-greeting that is used between friends before hugging. Bud was the first to speak.

"Ey niggah, yo ass was fucked up when you ditched us at that beaners ranch man." Bud complained but he was still smiling.

The black man shrugged. "That's what yo bitch ass get for dumping me in that damn hotel and PC club the last time. Besides, I've been havin' a blast and shit by myself."

"I can tell. Nice uniform and--..." Bud spied the decorations on Montel's dress uniform. Specifically the blue ribbon with five white stars. "No way!"

"Damn straight niggah! I got game."

"Private Wysinger. You know this guy?" asked Shiro curiously. The familiarity between their supposed militia leader and his ace MS pilot was very strange. This was a strange turn of events from the mostly introvertive man he knew.

"Of course I know him! He's my best friend."

Kycilia took off her helmet was rubbed her temples. This was beginning to be too much for her. "Stand down Joshua." she holstered her fire-arm.

"Yes ma'am."

Buddy turned to Shiro and jerked his thumb behind him. "Leave Yuy be for a while. You can arrest him later. Build up more charges on him and shit. But allow me to show you the barracks since I'm heading that way."

"Finally," deadpanned Scott and Aina at the same time.

"Come on then, we might meet you're other teammate also." Bud kicked the unconsious boy once more before escorting them down the hall.

The team followed Buddy down the hallways. They occassionally stared at bullet fractures that indented most of the walls. It was a war zone.

"This is the Head," Bud pointed out the restroom and shower area. "It's co-ed so don't bitch about it."

The girl's glared at Scott and he shrunk back.

"These rooms are our assigned barracks." he pointed at the seven doors, three to the right and four on the left, where they stopped. "This one is mine. That one is take by someone else, so two of you would have to bunk together."

"Already done!" Aina dragged Shiro into the second room on the left. The door shut and locked. Everyone sweated when muffled moaning was heard.

"....." said Bud. He shook his head in amusement. "Anyways, drop you're shit off and I'll show ya the rest of the place while the two love birds are fucking."

Everyone did as asked since they wanted to check the place out. Buddy went up to the door across from room and knocked on it.

"Hey, you gonna come out or what?"

Silence.

Montel stood next to Buddy as he glared at the door. He happened to glance over to Kycilia and made a note that she wasn't looking their way. "Psst!"

"What?" Bud whispered back.

"Male or female?" Buddy immediately knew who he was talking about.

"Female, why?"

"The Major over there," he nodded his head in Major Zabi's general direction. "That's Ranma Saotome's wife. He's dead, if ya know what I mean."

Buddy looked over the woman while her back was turned. Hot, curvacious body. Very nice ass and legs. Highly decorated, he also noticed. Breasts weren't overly large but a handful.

"Did'ja hit?" Bud smirked.

"She just lost her man, dawg! Are you crazy!"

"Did' you hit that?"

"No."

His friend shook his head. "You're lucky at least. You don't have Id hanging all over ya almost all the time." He shrugged. "So that's who he married in this time. I wonder if he had the curse too."

"The only curse my husband had was his big mouth. Now if you could be so kind to refrain from talking about my dead lover behind my back when you think I don't hear you, I would truely appreciate it."

Both turned around and saw Kycilia standing behind them with a hateful glare in her eyes. Montel wisely took a step back and urged Bud to do the same. Buddy didn't know Kycilia but he didn't care what she could do either. He had balls and he proved it by getting right into her masked face, close enough so that their noses were barely touching.

"What are YOU gonna do if I don't?"

The challenge was made. Kycilia visibly shook as if she wanted to strike him but has hold herself in check. Buddy smiled and turned away.

"Get you're ass out here!" he knocked on the door again. This time it opened.

Montel stared at Ranko. She was dressed in a red leather mini-skirt that came down to three inches below the crotch, barely covering her black thong panties. She also had on a small matching elastic tube top that served to just barely cover her ample chest and also help push it up giving all three of them a nice view of her cleavage. Her hair was down and was lightly brushed to give a it a nice shine.

"Hello Montel. It's been a while." She gave him a hug and pecked his cheek. Montel was definatly confused. This was suppose to be Id, Ranma's evil side. He wasn't expecting some hot babe in barely nothing hugging him and shit.

Scott just happened to show up at that time.

"Awwww man! I knew I should just thrown everything in my room." grumbled the ex-tank commander.

Karen finally came out also. "Major, you look tense. Something wrong?"

Kycilia stopped staring at Ranko and addressed Karen. "Nothing at all, Joshua. Mr. Arnold, could you continue with the tour by starting with a Mess Hall?"

Bud's stomach growled. Everyone sweated. "Might as well. Come on!"

Two days later...

Warning lights flashed and sirens blared. Troops began moving too and fro in the barracks to the space dock and weapons arrays. This was a common site that most of Side-1's colonial residents ignored or feared nearly everyday. But they did not worry too much. Side-1's military force always repelled an OZ attack everytime.

"Son of a bitch! It's too early!" growled Bud as he ran down a corridor followed by the 08th MS team and Id.

"What do you mean by that?!" shouted Shiro. The sirens were really loud and he could hardly hear anything else unless they shouted.

Bud turned a corner towards the mobile suit bays. "We suffered heavy losses defending Side-3 and we haven't fully recovered yet. We're at only 50 percent strength!"

"What about the enemy?" asked Karen. "Wouldn't they have losses also."

"Not with pilots. They're using unmanned weapons; Mobile Dolls. And they have multiple production lines on the moon and on Earth. It's hard to keep up with their production if they have more resources than us!"

They reached the mobile suit bay and saw that their RX-79 Ez-8's were being loaded with 1.5 MW beam rifles or a new type of weapon called a 360mm Giant Bazooka. Scott's Guncannon was outfitted with two beam rifles and the 180mm dober cannon configuration.

Montel prepared to mount his MS until he felt Bud call to him.

"Niggah! Where you going?" Bud shouted as he ran up to another door no one seemed to have notice.

"Bitch! Where the fuck you think I'm goin'?! I'm about to fight them niggaz!!"

Bud shook his head and motioned quickly with his hand. "Niggah, come on!"

"What?"

"Just come!"

The black man had a feeling in his gut that he should follow his friend despite knowing that his teammates will need him. They went down another long corridor until reaching another set of doors. This time Montel could actually feel something pulling him towards where they were going as if calling him to it. Whatever it was he wanted to find out now.

"....!" Montel stopped in his tracks once they entered another workshop. In front of them was the modified YF-19, but he didn't care about that. It was what was next to it that caught Montel's eye.

"....."

"Montel?"

"Yo, dawg!"

"MONTEL!"

Bud shrugged and quickly put on his flight suit and helmet. He'll come out of it in a little bit. After telling Doctor J about getting Montel a normal suit, he lowered the lift his fighter was on so he could join the battle.

"This is Snake Head to 08th MS Team. Enemy units have broken through defense-line five. Proceed to sector four-eight-niner to intercept."

"Roger," came Shiro's voice. "Aina and Scott, stay here and lay support fire from the colony. Everyone else, follow me!"

"Yes, sir!" "Roger."

"Where's Montel?" asked Karen.

Shiro shrugged. "He went off with that Buddy guy."

"Four at 12 o'clock." stated Major Zabi. They still were not familiar with OZ's space mobile suits so it came as a suprise to them seeing MS-14A and C Gelgoog units on an attack run. "What are those?"

"I don't know, but they're the enemy!" Karen fired a quick shot from her beam rifle and was surprised to see the enemy dodge. "No way!"

It was Kycilia that scored a hit, using a full vernier burn to accelerate over a Gelgoog and blast a hole straight through it's low-grade luna titanium alloy armor and into it's fusion core. It exploded with enough force to send the masked woman flying before she corrected her bearings with a few booster burst.

"We are in space now. Enemies and ourselves will be faster, just like you just witnessed." she said coldly. "Now fire!"

Shiro's giant bazooka shot out a homing rocket that literally split an MS in half before exploding. He quickly manuevered to avoid enemy support fire. Kycilia quickly finished off another while Karen finally hit the other Gelgoog.

"Snake Head, 08th Leader. Defense-line four cleared."

"Roger that 08th. Proceed to sector two-two-Omega to assist with Q1223 defense."

It took them nearly two minutes on full thrust to get themselves there but they made it. OZ wasn't just attacking Side-1 but the supporting colonies that resided within the cluster.

"Die!" Zabi fired a full charged shot putting a hole right through a Zaku's cockpit.

"Aina. Scott. Where are you guys?" called Shiro. They were ordered to move also. He looked to the left and saw them 400 meters away. Aina was in her own RX-79 Ez-8.

"Right here, boss." Just as he radio'd in, a fast moving unit blasted right by him towards the enemy! "Holy shit! What the fuck was that?!"

Aina came in. "I'm tracking it now. Got it." A screen popped up in each cockpit giving a good view of the unknown, undetectable unit.

It was a fighter of some strange design that they never seen before and outfitted with strange armor. It tore into enemy mobiles with ease, hot death in the form of lasers firing from either the wings, a unit on the back or from too huge rifle-like units on it's upper dorsal sections. Missles seemed to just launch from all over it's body, either destorying or heavily crippling mobile suits. What really surprised them were the missles that launched from the top of the fighter at OZ warships. It was obvious whoever was piloting that fighter was using tactical nukes.

"Whoa! Look at that thing go!"

"Holy shit! Check this thing out!"

Again they watched. This time the fighter bobbed, weaved and twisted out of enemy fire before converging onto a large group of mobile suits; a mix of Zaku, Gelgoog and Rick Doms. Their eyes widened when the fighter suddenly seemed to transform in mid-flight into a humanoid robot carrying a large gatling gun. It danced around the MS's seeming to just not be there while performing zero-g aerobatic manuevers that put many of the OZ and Federation ace pilots to shame. Another surprise that the fighter turned mobile suit pulled off was the short-burst cannon fire that destoryed each enemy with ease. As they approached the unknown unit it caught site of them and opened a channel.

"Good of you guys to join the fight." said Bud. They could hear the smirk he must be wearing. The YF-19 shifted into fighter mode and cruised with the five mobile suits in a 'Vee' formation with the fighter as the head of the pack. "I just got here myself-- Hold on!"

A pair of SRM-20 short range high-manuever missles ejected from the the side of the main guns and smashed into the cockpits of two Zaku's. Nothing was left but floating debri.

This guy is good, Kycilia admitted reluctantly. She was still upset about two days ago.

"Show off!" came another voice over the comm net. Another mobile suit flew up next to the YF-19. It was a RX-83T Tallgeese II.

"Shut up, Ranko." said Buddy.

This made the red-head mad. "Damn it! My name is Id. ID!"

"Nevermind that. OZ just broke thru the 2nd defense line. You guys with me?"

"08th MS Teams has you're back." state Shiro confidently.

"Hai." replied Id in Japanese.

"Let's rock!"

There it stood before him. His goal. His needs. His wants. Almost everything he ever wanted. Ever dreamed of.

Since he first saw it in his home on that box they called a television, he desired to have it. In his dreams, he became what he wanted, what he fantasized of.

When Bud, Ranma and himself arrivied in this world, he knew that he could achived his dreams and so far he has. He always thought that if his world was different and things went his way, he would be a mobile suit pilot. But his world was based on a single mans fantasy so it never happened. But, when arriving in this universe, demension, or whatever you call it, half of his dream came reality when he joined the UEF and became a mobile suit pilot and apart of the 08th MS team.

The other half of the dream was directly in front of him.

The XXXG-01D Deathscythe, Gundam 02. A custom mobile suit creation built by one of the founding fathers of mobile suit creation. Professor G built Deathscythe with stealth and speed in mind. It was a close to medium ranged mobile suit that was fixed with an hyper-jammer ECM suite that made it perfectly invisible to any known sensor equipment with the exception of the naked eye. It's combat capabilities are mostly limited to the pilots skill and weaponry, though it can be equiped with hand-held weapons like guns or melee.

The main weapon of choice for Deathscythe was a sixteen meter long beam scythe. The weapons 'blade' was adjustible allowing the using to control the size of the beam. It could also be pivoted along the angle of the weapon to either be a scythe or a glaive. Secondary weapons also included a pair of 30mm vulcan machine guns on the head and a shield that contained a beam blade that could be launched at enemy up to 60 meters away. It was called a buster shield.

Montel finally blinked his eyes. It was still there. No dream at all.

"You might need this."

He caught the normal suit that was tossed to him. He stared at the old man known as Doctor J.

"Mr. Bud said that you would probably steal it anyway. So, it's yours." said the half-cybog doctor.

Montel blinked once again. His eyes happaned to turn to Deathscythe, which at that time the eyes of the black Gundam flashed a bright neon green and the head tilted down as if to look at him. He actually thought that the Gundam was calling him to pilot it.

He shrugged and just went ahead and put the suit on.

"Thanks," he said to the doctor without looking at him.

Again, Montel's world was bring put in a blender but this time it was for his own good. Everything, his dreams, were finally comming to reality and he knew what he now was. He knew what he will become once he steps foot in that, now his, mobile suit.

He will become the 'Bringer of Death.'

Shinigami has been reborn.

Five minutes earlier outside of the colony...

The battle was becoming fierce. OZ was clearly out-gunning the federation three to one. Reinforcements were arriving every ten minuted in waves and the exhaustion of some of the ace pilots were clearly showing. Even Buddy was effected by these turn of events. He was out of missles. All his clips of ammo for the XS-15 were completely spent. All he had were his lasers in gerwalk and fighter mode. He also had the main cannons but they were useless being that the enemy was close to the colonies. Even being close to the beam of the weapon would spell disaster for the 50,000 plus living on each space colony.

"Shit, how are you guys doing over there?" Bud asked the 08th, pulling up them in his fighter after shooting down another Zaku.

"Some of us are out of ammo," stated Shiro. "The rest are trying to tackle enemy reinforcements in sector nine. We're getting over ran."

"If those bastards weren't so close to the colonies, I could fire my main cannon and be rid of them. And I'm out of ammo and missle too." he growled. "Let's listen in on the Zekes..."

Instantly, they began to recieve OZ battle tranmission over the enemy comm net. What they heard, they didn't like at all.

"All forces converge onto Side-1. Target the main dock!"

"Shit," Bud cursed. Doing that would basically cripple the colony. He ignited his jets and sped towards Side-1.

At that point a Tallgeese II came up beside the YF-19. It was Id.

"Don't worry about it," she said with her lips in a smirk. "It's being taken care of." She used Tallgeese to point in the general direction of the colony.

Buddy's eyes widened. He could clearly see the flashed of a green blade slashing through enemy after enemy.

"Montel..."

They were close. Very close. It was the first time they happened to get those close to Side-1 without being annihilated by that strange fighter. Their strategy was working and they couldn't fail.

"Squad-4, follow me!" said the commander. He was in a pure black MS-14S Gelgoog, the best camouflage for space combat.

"Sir!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Roger!"

"On my way!"

"Roger tha--- AHHHH!!!" Psssshhhhhhhhh...!

This was strange. "Unit seven! Unit seven!" called the commander. Nothing but static.

"This is unit two! I'm being attacked by----!!" Again, more static.

"What the fuck is going on?!!" growled the commander. His instruments showed that no Feddy's were close enough to play a threat to the platoon.

"AHHH!! IT'S A GUN-----! Psssssshhhhhhhhttt--"

"Who the fuck is attacking us?!"

Then a voice filled his radio that he didn't want to hear. A voice that made him shiver in fear and wet his pants. Just as the voice spoke, the outline of a mobile suit shrouded in black holding a staff with scythe appeared behind him. The eerie glowing eyes flashed and the scythe raised high above the head.

"Anyone who meets with me has a date with the maker."

The Gelgoog pilot didn't have the chance to turn around to see it. The scythe swung down and cleaved the mobile suit down the center turing into two perfect halves. Then the nuclear core exploded and lit up the area while pushing the dark mobile suit back.

It was Deathscythe.

"Whose next?" asked Montel to no one in particular. It was just coincidence that a large group of mixed units, Gelgoog, Zaku, and Mobile doll Taurus's, converged on to his point and attacked. "Is this all? All you have to offer?!"

Deathscythe's cloak deactivated and OZ units attacked. Montel showed his natural piloting abilities. Dodging beam lasers and rocket propelled grenades and even high-velocity shells that were thrown at him. Several of the close-range mobile suits approached him from all size. They got too close.

"Allow me to escort you personnally to Hell!" Deathscythe spun on it's axis while holding out it's scythe. The OZ mobile suits were thrashed like a bunch of bananas thrown into a blender own liquify. Nothing was left of them but little bits and piece that looked like paper confetti.

This blantant display of destruction halted the OZ mobile units in their tracks. They soon backed off in fear before turing tail and running leaving the mobile dolls to distract him.

Blue fiery exhaust blasted forth from Deathscythe booster and it easily blew past each Tauras unit while swinging it's scythe in X-patterns. A wake of destruction was left behind as it caught up with retreating units.

"Die!"

Deathscythe buster shield extended and shot out, crashing into a Gelgoog's cockpit before twisting like a corkscrew and literally drilling through it's armor and reactor.

The twin head vulcan machine guns spat forth 30mm shells which stunned a pair of Zaku. Both were easily sliced in half at the waist by a single swing of the thermal beam scythe.

Just as Montel brought the Scythe back to his side, Deathscythe turned around and caught another Zaku by the head with it's hand. He began to squeeze the helmet-like head and cracks began to appear along it's surface and frame. Montel glared at the annoying enemy.

"I hate to say it, but YOU don't have the skill to be my enemy." Montel said coldly to the other pilot. He swung his scythe down and cut off the arm and left on the left side of the Zaku. He spoke philisophically to the other pilot as he cut off the right leg also.

"Wars take many lives away. Humans never forget the grief, but they also never stop the fighting. Streams of blood and tears are the only orniment for their destructive ritual."

"Shut up! Who the fuck are you?!"

Montel quickly sliced off the right arm of the Zaku leaving nothing but the whole torso. "Don't make me seriously mad if you want to live long." he thought about it for a moment. "I'm seriously mad now."

He tosses the drifting mobile suit into the path of an OZ rocket. A smile grew on his face when the enemy unit exploded in a light show of fire and debri.

Montel sighed and began to relax. But that was soon put aside when a tapping registered on the Gundam's shoulder. He quickly spun around and lashed out with the scythe, point-first, but it was blocked!!! Montel stared down the holes of seven rotating barrels that spun at high-velocity.

"....."

"Bang." stated Bud. He snickered seeing the utterly surprise look on Montel's face. "You're dead."

That seemed to snap the black man out of a trance. He shook his head and glared at his friend. "What the fuck dawg?! Dude, you're like messin' up my show. Tryin' ta show my ho'z how it's done."

"The only Ho'z you got is Mary Palm and her five sister. Now come on," Bud said tiredly. "OZ retreated and all Mobile suits are on recall. Plus... Me, you and Ranko need to talk."

"Fine, let's go then."

End of Chapter 13

Author's Notes:

You'll happen to notice how Buddy acted when talking to the G-Wing pilots. That was added in after watching the 20th Anniversery edition DVD of Scarface. I Burry dem cocka-roaches!

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