Crossover Fan Fiction ❯ Blended Dimensions ❯ Escape from Side-6 ( Chapter 14 )

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Blended Demensions
By Bud

Chapter 14: Escape From Side-6

"So let me get thise straight," Buddy addressed Montel. They were sitting in Bud's room with the bed covering the door to muffle anyone from hearing what the three men were saying. "So you jacked that mexican's money and his car, leaving us, just to head to the old hood and somehow join OZ to get at the Gundam's. Specifically Deathscythe. But somehow you ended up with the UEF army as a mobile suit pilot, an ace, and your part of the 08th MS team."

"Uhh.. yeah." Montel just kicked back sitting on the floor. He nodded his head.

"Niggah, I should beat yo--!"

"Hey cuz! What about that shit you pulled when we were at this niggah's world?!" the black man pointed at Ranma.

Bud sagged back into his chair. "You're right."

"Huh?" Ranma looked at them curiously. He really didn't know what's been happening lately since he came to the colony. He locked himself deep within his subconsious to get away from his Id, or Ranko, for the time being. It was already hard trying to deal with killing Ryoga and what he did to Akane back in his world, but killing all those men and women at the bases she destroyed with her bare-hands was just too much. It was Id that did the dirty work, but it was him, Ranma, that could of stopped her. But he didn't.

He actually enjoyed it in some way, not that he would tell anyone that.

"An' what's up with you man?" Bud asked Ranma. "Not that I don't like Ranko, but you've been hiding out in your mind for too long. That's not good." Especially for me, Bud declined to mention.

Ranma just shrugged his shoulders and looked down. "Everythin's jus' gettin' to me, ya know. I dunno if I can think right. I s'pose I could jus' walk around or somethin'. I just need some to myself man and I can't really get that here in space."

"I suppose you're right. Check this," Bud said. "Next place we go, I promise to leave ya alone. We could say umm.. get some vacation from each other. Especially from all this fighting. Just until the fold system recharges again."

Montel and Ranma nodded. All three put there hands ontop of each other and agreed.

"It's a deal."

It wasn't until two minutes after they left the room that Bud and Ranko realized that Montel wasn't with them.

"Hey, where he go?" asked Id. She once again took over because of that Zabi person was Ranma's wife in this universe. She still wondered how that happened.

Bud pondered this as well. "Yeah, I wonder..." he shrugged and they continued on. "He's probably jacking-off in the bathroom."

"Oof!" Montel exhailed suddenly as he was slammed against a wall. He watched out of the corner of his eye seeing Bud and Id walk away without noticing anything. His eyes then zero'd in onto Kycilia while she held his mouth closed. "Mmphf!"

"What was that again?" she asked coldly, releasing his mouth.

"Bitch."

"I know. You said it many times before." she seemed sarcastic to the black man. "Tell me the truth."

"Who are you?"

"Montel Wysinger," he replied.

"Are you a spy sent by the Gundam pilots?"

"No.."

"Are you a Gundam pilot?" she seemed to become angry as the questioning progressed. Montel delayed his answer this time though, having to really thing this one over. She was beginning to become impatient. "Well?!"

".. I am now."

She blinked. "What do you mean?"

"Jus' like I said. I am now." he shrugged. "I'm still part of the team right? Jus' because I'm a good pilot didn't mean I was a Gundam pilot, right? But what I'm saying is, aren't our MS's called Gundams? Everyone on the team is a Gundam pilot, it's just that I happen to be the new pilot for Deathscythe, a colony Gundam that is NOW part of the United Earth Federation."

It was exactly what Kycilia wanted to hear. "Good, don't forget that."

"What?" he grabbed her shoulder and turned her around from walking away. "You trying to say that I'm gonna turn on you guys?! I'll let yo' bitch ass know right now that all of you guys on the team are my family. My friends! An' I know that I act all macho and an ass and shit, but yo' bitch ass better understand that I ain't gonna betray no one."

She smiled. It was the first time that the black man seen her without her mask and smiled. She looked very... alluring. A word a black man never really uses. "Good."

He watched her walk away. Well, he watched her ass as she walked away. If the fact that should would most-likely chop his dick off if he tried to put some moves on her weren't a factor he'll tap that ass.

"Phew." he breathed a sigh of relief.

A few days later...

Buddy stood in front of a holo-projector that displayed a three demensional lay out of the moons surface. In front of him was Id, Montel and the 08th MS team members all with pamplets. "This is the basic plan."

"Our targets are the main mobile suit production facilities, R&D laboratories and their fabrication plants. Side-6 covers over four square miles of the moons surface near the sea or tranquility. The targets are spread out to here, here and here." he indicated with a red marker. "And Montel, put away the Gameboy Advance."

The black man grinned sheepishly and pocketted the protable gaming device while recieving looks form everyone. "My bad."

"One of the facilities are located underground, the R&D laboratories. A seperate team consisting of myself and another will infiltrate the base from Nav Orion and head to the power generators located close by an basically blow them up." Someone raised their hand. "Yes, Joshua?"

"How come we cannot just blow the whole base up?" asked the red-headed MS pilot.

"We can. Only if we want to knock the moon out of it's axis."

"Oh."

Bud continued on. "But, those are just the primary objectives. We have a secondary objective in which we must rescue several POW's (Prisoners of War) that are being held, here." He indicated an area that was heavily guarded. "Intel says that they are located here, but what they don't know is that this is just a transfer station that sends them here." He pointed to the R&D laboratories.

"How would you know that?" asked Lt. Yamada. "You sure know alot for just a mercenary."

"Mercenary I may be, OZ researcher that I was." Bud obviously lied. This was becoming even more common so he doesn't slip up. "I know the layout of Side-6. They may have changed a few things over the months to accomidate their needs, such as mobile doll production and transportation, but it's all still the same." What they didn't know is that he was telling the truth. Studying highly detailed blue prints and maps that were stored directly in OZ's mainframe computer on Lunar Base was just a simple click away for Bud.

"The teams will be divided as so. Alpha team will assist in causing mass destruction of major targets of opportunity across the moons surface and will be used as the main distraction for the other teams." Bud drew some names from a hat, literally. "Montel, Karen Joshua and Scott Bernard."

Scott had this smirk that just wouldn't go away. I get to blow stuff up, he thought to himself. "Hell yeah!"

"Shut up and sit down Bernard." grumbled the red-head MS pilot. Of all the people she had to be assigned with him. Despite his skill as a support element, he was too.. crazy for her to handle. She missed Eledore.

"Bravo team will be assigned to the Fabrication plants. This is a one person job so I already know who can handle it." Bud's eyes turned to Id. "Ranko, you up to it... would you stop that!"

The red-head eyed him for a moment before pulling out her hand from inside her pants. She made a show of licking her fingers making all the men drool, even Bud, and all the women glare daggers at either the men or her. "Sure." she said simply.

The large asian man shook his head to clear his mind. "Sure to stop what you're doing or the mission?"

"Both." Simple and short.

"Whatever," he shrugged. "Lt. Yamada will be your support and extraction unit."

"And Charlie team, consisting of Major Zabi and myself will attack the R&D labs and attempt to rescue the POWs." He saw a hand raise. "I apologize Lt. Sahalin, but you're experience in Mobile suit combat is limited to only two weeks. No, I am not sexist towards women in anyway nor am I racist towards you're ethnical lineage. It is just a fact that I would not place someone's life in a situation they could possibly not handle."

Aina took the explaination with a straight face and just nodded.

"But," Buddy began again. "You are skilled in Tactical Operations, am I correct?" She nodded. "You'll be assigned at Tactical Officer on the mobile HQ for Alpha team. You're in command."

"Now, if their aren't any questions I would suggest you get together with you're team members and co-operate together to get this mission underway. We have only two weeks before our window of opportunity arrives. Dismissed."

"Sir, permission to speak freely?" Kycilia asked Shiro, following her commanded away from the briefing room along with the rest of the team minus Montel.

"Sure."

She walked backwards in front of him and said, "Are you sure you want to trust that person, Sir? My womens intuition tells me to trust him, but I have a gut feeling that there is more to his Buddy person than I think. I always trusted my gut feelings more than anything else."

Shiro waved her concern off. "Captain Sparrow informed us to listen to Mr. Arnold and to trust what he says. I also have a feeling that says to trust him, so I'll hear enough of that line of thought for now on. Understand Major?"

"Yes, sir."

"I know how you feel Major Zabi," Karen placed her hand on the masked womans shoulder. "But I can tell when a man lies and he did not speak of any lies at all."

"I wish I could believe you."

"Ahhh-cooo!!" Buddy turned and sneezed away from Montel and the now male Ranma. "Someone must be talking about me."

"Probably Major Zabi," Montel noted. "She don't trust ya my niggah."

"Word."

"She seems kinda cute." Montel and Bud stared at Ranma. "She does! Well, maybe if you take off the mask and helmet and put her into something more girly, like a sundress and have her stop glaring at people she wouldn't look like some uncute tomboy."

Bud looked at Montel. "Did he just say---"

The black man nodded. "Yep."

Buddy immediately drop-kicked the pigtailed man. "Get real! She'll think you're a ghost and run away. Or kill you for impersonating her dead husband."

"Uhh.. Why would I wanna be her husband?"

Buddy drop-kicked him again! "BECAUSE YOU WERE HER HUSBAND IN THIS DEMENSION YOU MORON!!"

"Oh." said the pigtailed man as he sat up rubbing his head. "And stop doing that! It's annoying."

"Anyways," Bud sat down in front of the two. "That's Montel's girl. He's like... head over heels for the woman and shit. So, ya hit that shit yet?"

"It aint like that! And no I haven't you dumbass ho." Montel whacked his friend upside the head. "S'not like yo ass got any either."

"Niggah," Bud began. "I don't wanna brag but I got all I needed and then some before Ranma joined us."

"Huh?" Ranma perked up at his name.

"When?" asked Montel. "The last time I saw you was at the prom and you were with Uk-- No way!" he shouted disbelievingly.

"Damn straight." Bud smirked and leaned backed tipping the chair backwards and falling back. "Gah!"

Ranma laughed and pointed at his friends clumbsiness. "So what's this about gettin' laid?" he said in almost perfect english.

"You learned that fast?" Montel asked him.

"Id taught me somethings and stuff I'd rather not know of or speak of."

"Yeah, I see. But yeah," Bud sat back up. "After the prom, I spent the night with Ucchan.."

"Oh good! I knew you two would hit off from the start."

"..and Nabiki."

Ranma's jaw hit the floor. Nabiki?! Tendo Nabiki?!! The Ice Queen of Furikan High?! The Mercenary girl! "N-n-no way!"

"All the way." stated Bud with a wolfish smirk. "And they enjoyed each other too."

"Sun of a bitch!" Montel threw his chair across the room then grabbed Bud by his shirt. "WHY DIDN'T YOU TAKE ME TO NERIMA WITH YOU?!!" he yelled. Bud pushed him back and forced him to let go of his clothing. He shoved his hands in his pockets and looked down at the floor and gave the most stereo-typical excuse.

"Niggah..." A long pause. "I had things on my mind."

"ARGH!!" The black man face-faulted but knocked himself out accidentally.

Ranma and Bud both stared. Then blinked. Then looked at each other.

"At least he learned something in Japan."

"True, Saotome. Very true." Pause. "But I don't think you're suppose to knock yourself out though."

"True, Arnold. Very true."

Outer Space Frontlines
Enemy Borderline of the Moon

Captain Jack Sparrow sat at his command console on the bridge of the new UEF flagship White Base. This ship was state of the art and had all the little things that all other UEF spaceships were missing. Little things like your 200mm Mega-particle cannons and .01 kiloton high explosive anti-ship/armor torpedos. But what really made it a high-tech ship was the comfort that most men and women have been complaining about the original designs. But that wasn't really important at the time.

"Status report?" he asked his bridge crew.

"All weapons online, sir."

"Mobile suits and corefighters are ready for launch."

"Engines are at 100% effiency."

"All crew accounted for."

He nodded to himself. "Comm. Officer. Relay the command to all ships. Move out."

"Yes, sir!" cheered the comm offcier. "Attention all ships. This is White Base. All ships move out! I repeat move out! Attack formation Delta-Phi-Sigma--"

"Tactical. Was the special cargo loaded prior to launch?" asked Sparrow.

"Aye captain! The Special Ops container was loaded into the gravity bay." stated the officer with a deep, bartone voice.

"Units 4 and 6, increase speed by .02 and fall into formation Alpha-Two-Niner. Vector minus 2 towards the sea of tranquility." The comm officer turned to the captain. "Captain, any further orders."

"Enemy status?"

Radar officer spoke up. "Multiple enemy formations dead ahead. Musai, Chivvay and other unidentified capital ships. Various formations of mobile suit armor and twelve of the MSM-02 Zeong ships."

"Pilots?"

"Mobile dolls, sir."

"Launch first attack wing and 1st thru 4th mobile suit squads. Hold the Tallgeese II units until we really need them."

"Aye, sir."

Someone spoke up. "08th MS team has engaged the enemy sir."

Captain Sparrow sat back in his chair and smirked. "Good."

Five minutes earlier...

A lone mobile suit transport floated in the darkness of space many miles away facing the moons darkside. Several Gundam class mobile suits and Deathscythe stood in a row on the upper deck of the docking platform while the YF-19 was placed on the underside of the landing. Crew men in normal suits (space suits) milled about double checking the mecha before they launched. Some people didn't trust the crewmen though.

"Load those missle up quickly. And be careful! If I have a malfunction when I fire them off I'll swing back and rape all you maggots with my fighter!" Bud growled as he supervised the arming of the YF-19.

"Yes sir... asshole."

"You'll be first, bitch!" Bud simply kicked the soldier in the nuts. "Anyone else think I'm an asshole?! Good, get to work!"

"Angry man, isn't he?" Shiro watched a soldier clutching his crotch float by into ships airlock.

"Very." Major Zabi deadpanned.

"That is how he usually is." commented Id as she passed by. She just happened to glance at Shiro before entering his new RX-78. "I know I am the sexiest woman you have ever seen, but don't try anything or you'll will regret it." she emphasised the threat by using a finger to run across her covered neck.

Shiro sweated.

"Clear the deck!" ordered Bud as he mounted his fighter, Major Zabi falling into the co-pilots seat behind him a little wearily. "Time to move out. You already know what to do."

The masked woman stared at the consoles that were in front of her. Where are the buttons? No switches? All she could see were many electronic LED gauges and pitch black areas on the 'computer'. She instinctively pulled her arms to her lap when Buddy called that the canopy would be closed but she couldn't get this one thought out of her mind; Just how advanced was this mecha she was in?

She happened to look down at the floor when the fighter started up and almost let out an audible gasp, or her equivilant which was a raised eyebrow. She stared at the clear view through the floor as the fighter ejected from the transport, her view of a cold steel deck turning into a sea of stars. But she could feel her feet planted onto the---

"Buckle up." Bud started firmly a second time. He didn't need this right now, but this Kycilia woman was the best person besides Ranma to get the job done. He looked back in a mirror and saw her firmly strapped down and nodded back to her. "Move out, Shiro. We're behind schedule."

"Roger."

Moon Base Surface Defense-Line
Sea of Tranquility

Aina watched from her mobile HQ 2 miles out from the main battle. Sure there was fighting around the command unit but she was being protected by three of the Tallgeese remakes so nothing was really getting through. Scott, Karen, Montel and eight others were under her command. Three of the new RX-78 Zero-G variants of the RX-79, Scotts RX-77D, four RX-83G's, Montel's colong Gundam, and two RX-75 Guntank units.

The RX-75 Guntank was a strange configuration but one of the best support pieces the UEF created. It was a mobile suit unlike any other, because instead of legs it had a pair of catapillar treads like a tank. Hence the name. They sported arms that ended in quad 100mm rocket launchers that had a wide-spread angle of fire. But the main feature were the twin booms of 180mm smoothbore dober cannons upon it's shoulders. Unlike Scotts RX-77D, the Guntanks main weapon did not have the rifled barrel grove inside, prefering to have flat, smoothbore for a variety of ammunition applications. Also, the barrels were twice as long, ranging up to 15 meters in length; shorter than the height of a OZ-06MS Leo by one meter. The added length provided higher muzzle velocity and even long range than Scotts howitzer configuration.

"Scott, you have two comming from the rear." She stated. She may have been in command but her teammates knew what to do. Her main job was to watch their backs and inform them of any situation that would jeopardize the mission.

"Roger, thanks commander."

The battle droned on as they passed defense-line after defense-line. The OZ space forces seemed to have a nearly unlimited amount of mobile suits compared to their slowly dwindling numbers. But the mobile doll system did have it's flaw of having a pattern that it follows. It still couldn't compare to the unpredictiable and determine mind of a human and they took complete advantage of that.

Until the enemy brought out a human pilot.

Nav Beta-Psi
Outside Fabrication Plant Sentries

"Are you sure you can handle it alone?" Shiro asked worriedly as he looked at the buxom red-head. He couldn't help but watch her drop down to land lightly on the sandy moon surface. "I can always attack and insert you into the place and we can both do the job."

All he recieved was a barely noticable smirk before she began to remove her normal suit.

"W-what the fuck are you doing?! You'll die!" he tried to lunge at her but he was still strapped down in his seat. He began to unbuckle himself when the most amazing thing happened.

She began to glow.

"What...?"

Id took off her helmet as her aura sprouted around her. An aura strong enough to pick her up off the ground and levitate until she was eye to eye with Shiro up in his cock-pit. She saw him stare back at her as if transfixed by her imposing site. With a shrug of her shoulders her normal suit fell slowly to the greyish surface. She was dressed in her normal chinese tang and loose pants, but an all black ensemble completed with only a red sash tied around her waist. A petite hand rose and pointed directly at Lt. Yamada.

"Are you strong?"

He couldn't do anything. He was frozen in fear.

She cocked her head to the side and frowned. "You are strong, but also weak. You are not worth my time." She waved her hand back towards the facility in the distance. "The fools believe they are strong, but they are only pawns used by those weaker than themselves. They are only fools that believe that their world will achieve peace by total world domination, coorporate fiends that rely on the fatness of their wallets instead of the strength of their own wills. They do not fight their own battles."

"They will die."

With that finally said, she dropped down to the ground and began her journey to the plant. She did not use incredible speed or some crazy super-saiyajin instant transmission bullshit like in the comics. She used a more deadly and threatening mode of transportation that would strike utter fear in the hearts of their enemies.

She walked.

Shiro rubbed his temples, or at least tried to through his helmet. "This is taking to long," he snorted. His gundam moved forward and scooped up the red-head, much to her complaint. "You're taking too long, and we got a mission to complete." He saw her settle down but the strange glowing still remain about her. He immediately sealed his cockpit and did the only thing he knew that would make the girl get to their objective faster.

He threw her.

"If this isn't all a dream when this is over, I'm pitching for an earlier retirement." he stated lamely to himself before heading towards the explosions in the distance.

They weren't the only explosions on the moon...

Montel was being pressed hard against the enemy. Sure he had the speed and power to take them, but the numbers game was slowly catching up to him. Fighting was non-stop, he needed a breather to collect himself and continue on. It was if they were targeting him solely because he was in a 'Gundam'.

"Bitch!" Deathscythe grabbed a nearby Zaku mobile doll and spun around in a helicopter throw before releasing the enemy into the 'air'. Shifting it's scythe's blade to form a spear-head, the black Gundam blasted it's vernier thursters and thrust into and thru the jungle green mecha with lightning quick ease. "See ya!" was the comment after the explosion.

After landing due to the little mount of gravity the moon had, he subconsiously tapped into the enemy communication lines. A trick Buddy taught him a week ago to help figure the enemy out. It also happened that he did what other UEF hackers were trying to accomplish.

Schhhzzz-- "--the fucking gundam!"

"Concentrate mobile dolls on 02."

"Aye, sir!"

Explosions.

"If we direct our attention to that Gundam, what about the feddies white knights?" So that's what they call the army's gundam units. Then a single voice brought the whole battlefield, including the UEF side to a complete stop.

"I will handle this one."

A loud thump was heard as a sole mobile suit landed several hundred feet away from Deathscythe. It was a suit he'd never scene before. All he knew was the mobile suit had to be some prototype of some kind from one of the other UC Gundam shows he didn't see. It looked more faster than a Zaku, Gelgoog, probably even faster than himself. But a couple features he did recodnize about it; it carried a mobile suit sized shotgun. And it was red. He only knew two pilots that used Red and Char wasn't even considered.

"Zechs."

The other pilot seemed surprise. "So we meet again, UEF pilot."

Montel knew everyone on both sides could hear them. His voice grew cold. "So we do. What of it?"

"It seems that we must cross paths again but this time it will be you and I that battle, not my old friend Kycilia." stated Zechs. "Just you and me, one on one. Your Gundam vs my Kaempfer."

"Don't do it, Wysinger." he heard Aina instruct him but he paid no heed.

"You're on!" And the both blasted high above the moon and hovered above the battle field. At their departure the chaos seemed to continue as the 08th MS team and support units continued the battle, many of them cursing Montel for leaving them for personnal issues, or so they thought.

The black pilot wasn't stupid as he let some believe. He knew that if he didn't take the challenge Zechs would tear into the weaker pilots and place the mobile HQ and Aina in a dire situation. Only Scott, Karen and Aina knew his reasons after he contacted them which they understood perfectly. But he quickly pushed that to the back of his mind as Zechs addressed him.

"Pilot, I believe I'm at a disadvantage," said the masked man. "You know my name but yours...?"

Montel glared darkly at the suit across from him before bringing his beam scythe to arms.

"Death."

And they both attacked at the same time.

Elsewhere...

BOOM!!

"Yeah mutha fucka!!" cried Bud as he ran down a corridor followed by Kycilia Zabi.

After blasting into a cargo warehouse killing the occupants, the two quickly followed their layed out route towards the R&D labs underground. It wasn't without problem though. Within the last 30 minutes they encountered barricade after barricade of troops just to get to a lower level or elevator. At times they lucked out and ended up behind a barricade or wall of soldiers because of a lucky turn. They mostly ended up killing them all with a spray of bullets or a run-by-grenading with an explosive. So far they haven't recieved any injuries between the two.

"FUCK!!" Buddy cried as he clutched his left shoulder as a bullet grazed over the skin taking a piece with it.

Spoke to soon.

Major Zabi quickly reacted, jumping up high towards the ceiling while firing off several quick shots from a modified AK-102. She quickly rotated and braced her boots against the cold steel foot before launched herself back down and closer to the remaining soldier. As she landed, a bullet to the mans head stopped the commotion.

"Are you okay?" the masked woman asked while keeping an eye on the corridor ahead.

Bud stood and held his gun up before loading another clip, ignoring the blood soaking the bandage he applied. Luckily he left his flight suit in the airlock. "I'm fine, lets go."

"How far do we have?" asked the Major while they jogged along the way. Occassionally she would turn and check their flank while he lead the way. She was also growing to respect the man as he showed her his combat prowess.

"Almost th-- DUCK!" They both dropped as a lasers passed over their heads. Buddy replied in kind as he reached behind him and grabbed his LPR and fired several pulses at two ceiling turrents. A rocket-propelled grenede followed suit that exploded against a tinted window blasting thru the glass, killing the occupant inside and effectively destroying whatever controls use for turrents the popped up behind them.

Kycilia checked their six (rear) and saw the other laser weapons hanging limp. "The dumbass should of used them before hand."

"Can't blame them, their just mindless lackies that try to think. Come on!" he stated dryly. He holstered the LPR and drew his Desert Eagle XIX side-arm. "We're here."

A steel door exploded and Kycilia dove through the smoke and rolled to a stop holding her rifle in a kneeled position. Bud soon followed but he stuck close to the wall and held his pistol in one hand pointing towards the rooms occupants while his H&K G36K was in his other. "Don't none of you guys move."

"Bud---" The man that addressed the large asian man quickly found himself with a ticket to the afterlife.

"I said NO ONE move." he said coldly.

"You'll never get away with this you bastard!" came from the left.

"You asshole! Fuck you!"

"Fag!"

"WHAT DID YOU CALL ME?!!" cried Bud as soldiers appeared thru another door. He leaped onto a table and fired his G36K carbine at the guards. Seeing Kycilia take notice of the soldiers he rolled off the table and came up to one of the researchers. He shoved the barrel of his pistol into the mans mouth and blew a whole up through his skull with one of the powerful .357 magnum rounds. "Major! Cover me while I set the charges and find the POWs!"

"Gotcha!" she tossed a grenade that killed several soldiers and set ablaze nearby terminals and experiments.

Buddy glared at the researchers that coward in fear at their so-called 'ex' comrad. He did not care what happened to the Buddy of this universe, only knowing that he died before reaching space again. But it seemed that most of his deceptive lies that he told the UEF had some truth into it. Feeling a bit curious he grabbed one of the nearest scientist, someone he thought would cave in and do what he says no matter what. Luckily he picked someone that would.

"Shut your blabbering you little shit and access the blue prints," The coward complied quickly and brought up a huge list. "List all of my designs." Half of the list disappeared. "Show the designs that have been produced." Down to six. "Prototypes completed." One. "Open it."

"Y-y-y-yesir."

It was a combination mobile suit and mobile armor platform. Weapon pods, mega-particle cannon, robotic claws, I-field and even a fusion reactor for it's engines.

His eyes widened. "Stamen and Orchis." he whispered. "Denodrobium."

"Yes! And we were just about to field test it for this battle--!" The coward was silenced by a bullet wound that passed through his throat destroying his trachea and neck vertebrea. Blood splurted from the wound as the nerd was paralyzed from the neck down and slowly died of blood loss and asphyxiation.

"Asshole." He pointed his carbine rifle at another cowardly squealer. "Where is the Denodrobium?"

"I d-don't--" His head suddenly felt empty as he died, brains blew out the back.

"Anyone else?" Bud eyed the remaining few. They all pointed to the left at the large doorway across the way. "Thanks," he said before firing his rifle and killing them all. "That's for lying to me."

"Are those charges planted yet?!" he heard Major Zabi growl from around the corner.

"I had a little trouble! Bear with me for a little longer!"

"Just hurry up!" she replied.

"Fuck you bitch!" he snarled. His opinion of the woman was correct. She seemed to be on a permanent mood swing for some reason.

With that put aside he started to plant the detonators one by one on to what he thought were key consoles, not that Kycilia would know anyways. It wasn't until he actually breeched that doorway that he realized that the scientist were not bullshitting him. He could only stare at Gundam GP03 and it's humongous Orchis counter-part. The asian man shook his head at the thoughts he was having. He could never bring Stamen and Orchis with him, as much as he wanted it. His fighter was still better. With a shrug he started laying charges onto what he knew were the weaknesses of the proto-type. Fusion core, joints, engine exhaust parts and other eternal key functions. Even a couple in the cockpit for good measure.

"That should take care of that." Bud said with a smile of satisfaction. He leaped down the ten meter drop and quickly rolled once his feet barely touched the ground. He wasn't a super human martial artist after all. He might as well inform Kycilia and help her out.

"Die Feddy scum!" shouted one of the OZ soldiers ducked behind a steel table. Just as he looked over to fire at the lone enemy unit he felt a stinging sensation as an insect, a bee or wasp, hit his forehead and then nothing else. Behind him, another soldier fell as the bullet exited the firsts skull and tore thru his until it impacted into a wall.

"Fuck you bastards!" growled Kycilia. That asshole Bud left her alone only to be pinned down by a sea of internal guards with high-powered weapons. She was lucky that she ducked behind several rolls of gundanium alloy sheet metal and they didn't have explosives. Unfortunately, she didn't have any either.

She locked on any extra clip, her last, then stuck her gun over the make-shift barrier and fired wildly hoping to suppress the enemy into stopping their attack. Didn't really do shit.

Being the wife of Ranma Saotome, she learned to adapt the teaching of Saotome Anything-Goes into another form of the art. The skills she garnered taught her how to increase certain senses without totally blocking out others. With that, she learned techniques to increase her sense of smell and hearing. Perfect for hunting or detecting foriegn objects that would cause a hazard.

It was at this time that she heard the vibration of something metallic comming in contact with the floor and rolling... away from her position toward the enemy. Then there was a small popping vibration followed by the slight smell of two chemicals mixing together. Oh shit.

Kycilia quickly covered her ears and but still heard the loud, deafening 'explosion' of a stun grenade going off and the sound of a laser weapon being fired. Quickly to her feet, she leaped over the metal rolls and sprayed the last of her ammunition at the blind men in front of her.

"It's about time you finished! I thought you left me for dead." snapped Kycilia. Even though she felt exhausted she kept up her angered look pointing her Ak-102 at him. She didn't feel like shooting him anymore, but she wouldn't tell him that. "What the fuck took so long."

The asian man just strugged. "Had to hack into the systems to erase all my blue print and ideas." he said worriedly. "They had IT built so most of my explosives where planted on the damn monster."

"What do you mean by.. IT?" she felt the captialized letters when he said... IT.

"You don't wanna know.." he sighed and tosses her his G36k carbine and a couple clips. "You'll need this more than me. Let's get those POWs." She caught it and checked it over.

She glared at his back. She still did not trust him.


A side-kick dents a titanium alloy wall.

Another side-kick buckles it even further.

A third nearly destroys it.

"KOKEI!!" cries Id as the red-head plant her right foot, turning while rising her left foot overhead and down into a strong, electrically-charged split-kick. The instant her foot touched the titanium alloy wall it split open and soon caused the air inside to be sucked out into the vaccuum of space along with people and equipment that wasn't bolted down, or prepared for such an attack.

Id didn't stop there. Her aura manifested even brighter as she built up chi energy within her each of her hands. Her eyes glowed red with power as she turned back towards the tear in the wall. A dark smile forms on her lips.

She flipped back and called out her attack while punching the ground with one first. "CHIKEI!"

The moons surface rumbled greatly and where the factory stood, huge pillars of moon rock erupted from the compacted surface and underground workings of the plant. The spiked pillars tore into the factory killing those that remained in the air-tight underground levels and destroyed almost all of the sofisticated techno-systems that produced mobile suits and dolls. But she wasn't done yet.

Another high jump took her high above another installation, barely withing the influence of them moons low gravity. Her other fist rose and she prepped herself for the next attack.

"Ikuze!!" she shouted in Japanese, a phase that ment 'Let's go!'. "KAKEI!!"

Like a meteor, she dove at the factory and crashed through the roof. An explosion, it rocked the very foundation of the building causing it to collapse. White Fire blasted from Id's impact point and washed over the building until nothing could be scene but a huge sphere of destruction. When the light-show ended and the dust settled, nothing remained but a huge crater where the building once stood and Id, standing in the middle with her red-hair fluttering in a wind generated by her own aura.

Shiro Yamada shuddered at the destruction caused by the little woman. In a matter of a couple minutes she was able to destroy a quarter of their objective. Something that would of taken hours with a fully armed infiltration team of twelve. But he shoved that to the back of his head. He had other things to worry about like his own hide.

"Ah, the new beam rifle." he stated while his RX-78 reached into the field container and grasped the rifle, connecting with it's e-cap at the same time. This was the same rifle Montel was issued in Thailand as a field test. Worked out perfectly, according to the makers.

He didn't have time to fully try it out. Turning quickly he brough the rifle up and let loose and high-energy beam that quickly cut through several incomming Taurus mobile dolls.

"Wow!" was his only exclaimation. The reaction time in the space model was better than Leo units the last time he was in space!

A sudden booster jump brought him face to face with a Taurus. He simply smashed the medium grade shield with the teams '08' insignia into the cockpit of the suit and dropped back down while it was still attached. He used the black mobile doll as a shield when others began firing down on him. He kept his attention on the ground, firing the warship-class beam weapon into what he identified as a fuel container. The resulting explosion took out incomming tanks and personnel.

"Woah!" he exclaimed, a sudden explosion knocking him side-ways. His gundam stumbled but he manned to keep it balanced. A short booster blast lifted him up high enough to kick off his mobile suit shield towards one of the new Gelgoog OZ units. Firing his head vulcan, he cause the Taurus to explode taking the heavily armored mecha with it. Again he fired his rifle and shot down a pair of Zaku's comming in from a high-angle. "Che.." He wasn't happy about this war but having computers do your dirty work did have a down point. The red-head was right.

And I thought Trieze Khushrenada was a man of the people, he thought darkly. He blocked a hail of weak beam blast from the Taurus's .01 MW rifles in exchange for a single shot of his 2.0 MW concentrated beam that cut through several of them at a time.

Shiro was begining to notice a pattern with the mobile doll system that the enemy used. The units would always stay in formation no matter how many within the group were lost. When they reached a certain range, that would attack then break off when getting too close to the enemy. At times they would seperate and attempt to attack from the side or from the front, but never from the back. Sometimes they would strike high or low, but never head on. That left a window of time when the enemy would not attack him. He slowly began to back away to test his theory as a unit approached him from high up and noticed that it didn't fire. He stopped. It fired and closed in while he had his shield up. It broke away while within 200 meters. That was his chance.

He grabbed for one of the beam sabers mounted on his back as it ejected. Reading the energy blade comming to life he swung down and cleaved the departing Zaku as it tried to distance itself from him. Again he turned at fired his beam rifle and destroyed another mobile doll just as it approached him from the side just before it got in range.

Yamada moved back and hopped down into a moon pit for protection. Using both head vulcan and beam rifle, he finished off what remained of the defense force of mobile dolls. When the last was shot down, he exhaled loudly and relaxed somewhat.

"Phew, that was taxing. But at least it's finished."

"Not that quite." came a voice.

Shiro paniced and check his rear camera. There it was, one of those new OZ suits with a skirt and a cross shaped head with it's huge bazooka pointing right where his cockpit would be. He should of been paying more attention. Carefully, he dropped his rifle and saber and raised his gundam's hands.

"You should pay attention more, son. You'll last longer."

Shiro's eyes narrowed. "If you're just going to talk. Get it over with."

The Rick Dom pilot thought that amusing, laughing loudly as if to mock Shiro. He started speaking in Japanese with a heavy english accent. "That would be too nice. I'll just stick you in prison with all the other inmates. Everyone knows that when asian people go to jail, only thing that happens is them getting ass raped."

Shiro's eyes widened in fear.

"Hahaha! It would be so hilarious to see--Scchhzzzzz!!!!"

Shiro had his eyes glued to the rear monitor. He wasn't paying attention to the perverted enemy's speech nor was he looking at the other screen were the man's face was shown. His eyes were glue to the rear camera as a huge beam of red energy collided with the Rick Dom and engulfed the mobile suit completely. When he light died down, nothing was left but torn moon rock, shining brightly since the energy was hot enough to melt it into a black glass.

What made him even more surprised and worried was the red-headed Id walking into view from the direction the beam originated, hands glowing with the same energy that was used in the attack. She looked tired, clothes dirty with one short sleave torn and barely hanging on. Her hair was dishevelled, her chest rose up and down quickly with her breathing. It was her smile though that put Shiro to rest. It was a smile of satisfaction; of completetion.

He decompressed the cockpit and opened it up once seeing her make a move for his MS. She quickly floated in and sat on top of one of the side consoles that he rarely used. Once the cockpit filled with clean recycled oxygen she began to speak.

"I'm done." Shiro nodded and proceed to leave the area.

"Thanks for the assist." he said causing her to chuckle. "What's so funny?"

She waved him off. "Nothing. I hurried up my job so you wouldn't die." she stated matter-of-factly. "Bud wouldn't like it if I left you to die on purpose."

"What?! You would of let me die?" he growled at her. What kind of woman was she but a amorous exhibitionist!

"Well," she tilted her head and looked at him as if rethinking her statement. "I would of saved you anyway. I needed a ride back."

"Oh wow. I didn't know my MS was a spacial taxi cab." he dead-panned. Id just laughed louder much to his dismay.


They both stood very still as they looked at the scene before them.

Bodies littered the large holding cell. A total mix of forty men and women laying motionless upon a cold metal floor. It looked like someone split buckets of black paint all over the floor and the walls. It wasn't paint at all, no. It was blood. Their blood.

"Dead." Kycilia said coldly.

They were too late.

Bud swallowed, turned and spit the bile that rose from his stomach. Yes, he's killed people but he'd NEVER actually scene carnage such as this besides the time when he saw the remains of Ryoga Hibiki.

"Time to leave," he said. He didn't want to stay their too long. He saw her nod and turned to follow him out of the corridor. Just as she left he threw a pair of phosphorous grenades into the chamber then sealed it. "Rest in peace, may Amaterasu guide you to a better life."

Kycilia watched him clap twice just as the explosives went off and the scent of burnt flesh assault her nostrils. "You worship the Japanese Goddess of the Sun?"

"And mother of Japan. Catholic and Christianity pushed me away with either their explicit homosexuality or pedophile preists, while Christian pastors extorted money from their church to fill their own pockets while making people believe in their God."

Not all true, but she didn't care of others religious preference or ideals of other. She was also shinto, but by marriage only.

"Heh, I should of been a pastor now that I think about it."

Zabi smacked him upside the head. He was infuriating as Montel.

"What did I say? What, you wanna be the first 'young' lady to ask her minister to ask the Lord to help her dying mother?" he grinned. "Hallelouya! But price must be paid my sistah! Come uhh... Step inta my office and see what you can offer me--err, the Lord.." he made a little wrist motion with his hand to emphasize what exactly she would be offering.

Kycilia just glared at him and then smacked him with his own gun! Damn he's just like Wysinger, she thought. Another glance over her shoulder and she saw him sticking his tongue out at her before trying to look nonchalant. "Definately--"

"Shit!" She was suddenly tackled to the ground and heard the sound of eights rounds behind fired above her.

"Pay attention next time," Buddy growled. He got up and walked ahead while the masked woman pulled herself up. "Hurry up or we'll blow up along with the whole base."

Why that little-- She looked ahead and saw a pair of guards laying dead around fifteen meters ahead. Upon checking them, she found that both were carrying 5-barrel 7.62mm mini-vulcan guns. What really surprised her was the wounds dealt by Buddy's shooting.

"Two shots to the body to disable.. Two head shots to kill. Colorodo Shooting-style." she assumed. Not to be left behind she quickly caught up to Bud, not before picking up one of the mini-guns and it's ammo pack.

Buddy noticed this. "Gun chick. Didn't think of you as one." he said off-hand while they ran.

"I'm full of surprises. Left or right?" she asked while comming up to a corridor intersection.

"Left!" And they jumped, Buddy facing right and she left. Metal fire spat from Kycilia's vulcan at high-velocity, instantly fulling the corridor and tearing into the armor and flesh of soldiers attempting to ambush the two.

On the other side, Bud fired his LPR with ferocity. The high-powered laser pulses slammed into anyone in front of it and easily burnt through their bodies and passed into the person behind him. Just as him and her landed and rolled, he simply through a grenade that finished them off in few seconds.

"Dumbasses." Bud snorted. "They would of hit each other."

"Did you not say they were mindless minions?"

"Yeah," he drowled out.

And the fight outside the base...

"RAAHH!!" Deathscythe grappled with the Red Kaempfer MS, OZ's new mobile suit design. Getting some leverage he managed to throw the enemy MS away from him and draw his thermal beam scythe. "DIE BITCH!"

"I don't think so," stated Zechs calmly. The multiple verniers ignited and the Kaempfer easily moved out of Deathscythe reach, but not out of the range of his own weaponry. A quick pump of it's shotgun and the Kaempfer sent out concentrated blast of mega particles.

The black gundam quickly moved out of the way and began to approach Zechs in a zig-zag pattern while firing it's head vulcans. Within range, it brought back it's deadly scythe and slashed down upon Zechs.

It was blocked by the Kaempfers own beam saber and Zechs found his opening. "Bye." In one hand the red MS pumped it's shotgun once, flipped it and fired quickly at point blank range into Deathscythe gut.

"GAH!!" Montel cried feeling the shockwaves of the attack, but he wasn't dead nor was his Gundam disabled. "I'm alive."

"Sacrificing power for speed." Zechs scoffed at the idiots that gave him this machine. "Only good if you have sufficiant fire-power. Oh well.." He fired his shot-gun again and Deathscythe dodged once again.

This time it was Zechs that charged. The Kaempfer rushed in and stabbed at Deathscythe, who dodged but had to block the follow up rising slash that nearly took off it's arm. Montel was getting frustrated. Taking Zechs head on was a nobile cause, but trying to actually beat him was nearly impossible. They have only been fighting for a couple minutes and nothing he's been trying worked except running.

Deathscythe spun on it's axis and slashed down towards Kaempfers head. Fighting in Zero-G was also new to Montel so Zechs also had the advantage in experience. "Damn it! Stand still!"

"Now why would I do that?" chuckled Zechs before his face became serious. "We're on a private channel so we can talk."

"What?" Montel stopped his attack and looked at him strangely.

"Keep attacking!"

"W-what?" The black man continued his assault on Zechs's Kaempfer, but the bite from his bark was lessened. "What's this all about? Why are you... talking to me?"

"After this battle, I am a dead man." he stated firmly.

Montel scoffed. "By my hands."

"No. Win or lose, I will die. My attack to free my old kingdom, as you heard of from Kycilia, went without failure. But weeks after our encounter in Thailand, my thurst for the fight seemed to be.. cold. It was if the realization that I killed one of my best friends, Ranma Saotome or Kycilia's husband, finally brought me to my lowest of low."

"So?" Montel glare at him while parrying his attack with his own scythe. It was dodged.

"Two of the upcomming OZ soldiers were causing a problem within the ranks. It was minor but it was suspicious to me. They would attack your UEF facilities or reminents of the World Federation forces. Even upon surrender they would continue until everyone was eliminated. I did not appreciate actions such as those."

"I know what you mean." Montel stated. "Even the enemy should have mercy, no matter which side your on."

"Those two were also sons of member of the Longfeller Foundation and they took my actions harshly, so in order to prove myself..."

"You gotta kill me?" Montel asked.

"Just one of the Feddies elite." Zechs stated as he blasted Deathscythe with another shotgun blast. "or a Gundam pilot."

"I'm not the same pilot."

Zechs shrugged. "I know, your style of attack differs."

"So what will you do?" Montel seemed to not pay attention as Zechs spoke and he attacked. "Dying isn't the answer to everything."

"And this is from someone whole claims to be the God of Death?" Zechs dead-panned.

"Join the UEF." another voice spoke.

"Who the hell--?" Zechs growled at finding his private line intruded upon. He glared at the smirking black man from behind his mask.

"You heard all that, Commander?" Aina nodded to her teammate and spoke to Zechs personnally.

"You have a choice, Commander is it? Commander Zechs Merquise." Aina actually sounded like an authority figure. Scowl and everything. "You could ignore this offer, in which I will order all my units to execute you, or..."

"Or?"

"Or, you could just turn yourself into UEF authority and possibly face charges against the United States before the Supreme Court in a fair trial. The charges could be harsh but they would be a way to ease down your sentence."

"How?" he asked while thinking, Life in prison would be better than death in a vaccuum.

"Do you read this Captain Sparrow? Good," she turned back to Zechs Merquise. "Help us destroy this facility."

There was a long pause between the three of them and the other listening in.

"My.." Zechs began before taking off his normal suits helmet, then his own steel mask which shattered soon after. ".. If I am sentenced to death, my last wish is to visit my last living relative. My sister, Relena Peacecraft, or Relena Darlene as she is called now."

"Zechs Merquise, or should of say Milliard Peacecraft? Welcome to the frontline." stated Aina. She sent him some information directly. "These are our targets, fire at will."

"Roger!" smiles the platinium haired, now Ex-OZ commander. His red Kaempfer gave Montel's Deathscythe a salute before a powerful engine ignition and burn sent his mobile suit blazing into the fighting below.

Zechs, now the once forgotten Milliard Peacecraft, tore into the mobile doll units like a hot knife through butter. Mega-particle shotgun blasts layed out Taurus, Zaku, Leo, Rick Dom and Gelgoog alike. Beam sabers sliced enemy units into little pieces of trash that floated away or littered the moons surface. Approaching mobile dolls stepped on mines that where thrown out during Milliard's attacks, paving a way for the UEF mobile suits. Aina's task force did not stop their own assault. Karen, Montel and the other RX-78's engaged the enemy with even more fiercer attitude. Beam rifles poured out shot after shot. Machine guns blazed tearing into the lighter armor of mobile doll Taurus and Leos while precice shots eliminated Zaku, Rick Doms and Gelgoogs. The RX-83G Tallgeese II did not stay idle either. Scott led the group of four in with his Guncannon and opened fired on rear supports. The 180mm rifled dober cannons of his MS and the single 180mm high-velocity auto-cannons of the Tallgeese II's quickly felled the tank and heavily armored OZ mobile suits. This allowed Milliard, Karen, Montel and the rest of the point units to push the enemy back even farther into their territory. As they pushed the enemy back, this brought the Guntanks into firing range.

Aina worked her console while others in the mobile HQ worked on similiar calculations. The Guntanks artillery mode was mostly designed for a place with Earth's gravitational force or greater. Now they had to figure out coordinates, gun elevation for a gravity force of the moon, and shell type.

"Got it!" cried one of the specialist. He handed sent the information to his commander.

Aina looked over the info and smiled. "Guntanks Alpha and Bravo. Target Beta-Niner-Niner-Zero-Phi-Charlie Mark Two-Two-Niner. Distance, 8040 meters. Elevation, 2 degrees. MBU-3387J2 Munitions."

"You heard the woman!" came back one of the Tank commanders. "Load up the Sub-Nuclear shells. We got a base to destroy." She could hear him addressing her now. "Consider it done, Commander."

Within minutes Side-6 upper levels were laid to waste.

Main UEF Fleet..

"Captain!"

Jack Sparrow quickly turned to his communications officer hearing the urgent call. "What is it, Lieutenant?"

"Enemy forces approaching from Side-5!"

"What?!"

Radar specialist reported in. "I'm reading several Chevvay and Musai cruisers plus what looks to be frigate and destroyer class ships."

"Message from command. Side-5 has broken their neutral status and has claimed themselves under the rule of the Organization of Zodiac."

"Allied forces have engaged enemy ships at Side-4!!"

"Status of Side-4's alligence?" asked the Captain.

"Neutral."

"Side-4 is under attack by OZ, Captain! Several groups of ships have broken off and have attacked the Side-4's main colony and interlink colonies!"

"Reports from our recon vessels have confirmed Side-6 to be heavily damaged from our attack," came the bartone voice of the Tactical Officer. "And a report also states that the enemy has close to two-hundred ships, thirty of which have broken off to attack L4 Cluster."

"Status of the enemy here on the moon?"

"Retreating towards Side-5, Captain."

"Message from Charlie Team, Mr. Arnold wishes for us to launch the special cargo container in a to coordinates Eight-Zero-Niner Mark Three-Five-Seven."

Sparrow nodded. "Do as he says."

"It will take fifteen minutes to load, captain."

"Make it so." Sparrow sat back. Today wasn't a good day for this.

And just as bad as today was, it gotten worse.

The comm. officer suddenly dropped her head-set causing everyone to stop what they were doing and look at her direction. She turned towards the captain with a stricken look of disbelief. "Captain."

"What is it, Lieutenant? What's wrong?"

There was a pause.

"OZ is..." She paused again, as if not knowing how to tell him.

"OZ is what? What are you trying to tell me." Jack was worried. It was if she had to tell him something that would change the world. He one of the other bridge officers step up and slapped some sense into the woman, which was thanked by the reciever of the eye-opener.

She still had the disbelieving expression.

"OZ is... dropping a colony onto earth.."

Close to Nav Orion

Escaping from the base before it subsiquently blew up was the easy part. Evading mobile dolls was even easier due to their predictable nature if you knew their attack pattern.

Trying to get rid of relentless ace human OZ pilots, that was hard.

"GET OFF MY ASS DAMN IT!!" growled Bud. Alpha-One quickly swung around in Gerwalk mode and fired a shotgun-like blast from the buster cannons that blew off a Zaku's head.

Their mission was a failure. Even though the R&D facilities and generators were destroyed in the explosion, the prisoners of war they had to rescue were all murdered before they could reach them in time. This brought all whole new determination between Bud and Kycilia to kill any OZ soldier they came upon without mercy. From the holding cells and the fifteen floor 5 mile distance they had to travel, they left a sea of blood and bodies to give the grim reaper overtime for the next years months. Not that he was proud of it. It actually brought him down and made him more cold on the outside, but on the inside he was tearing at himself for breaking his own promise. The promise to never kill unless in self defense of innocents.

"WATCH OUT!"

"Shit!" The varible fighter skidded to the left of an incomming RPG (rocket-propelled grenade), barely dodging it before filling the attacking Rick Dom full of high-velocity rounds.

"Pay attention damn it! I don't want to get killed!" screamed Kycilia from the back.

"Shut up you damn woman! I'm trying to fly here!" Bud snapped back. "And put your helmet on. You and Id are gonna switch rides in a few seconds."

"I know, I know."

"Do you read me, Bravo Team?" Bud called out on a UEF channel. He saw the lone RX-78 standing in a deep crater with a periscope that looked over the rim.

"Loud and clear, Charlie Team. Ready for personnel transfer?"

"Ready." stated Kycilia as she climbed out of the opening cockpit.

It was a simple trade of personnel. Kycilia, in her normal suit, exited the fighter and jumped towards Shiro Yamada's RX-78's cockpit hatch since they were parked close together. Id, also in a normal suit, exited Shiro's mobile suit and landed in the co-pilots seat of the YF-19. Once settle in, Bud immediately took off leaving Shiro and Kycilia in moon dust.

"Where are you going, Mr. Arnold?" Shiro asked curiously.

Bud simply replied. "Good-bye."

"Yeah, so that's how it is. Good-bye." Montel finished with a salute. He finished recording a private message that he sent to the 08th MS teams electronic mail system in the UEF. He knew Shiro would understand. He just wondered about Kyclia.

Now that his hands were washed, he took off in Deathscythe away from his squad.

"Private Wysinger, where are you going?" Aina asked suddenly.

Montel placed a link to the Aina's mobile HQ, Karen, Scott, Kycilia and Shiro, and even to wherever Eledore was located on Earth. He gave them a crisp salute followed by his last spoken words face to face.

"Good-bye."

Dark-Side of the Moon...

"Hey Montel, what's up?" Bud asked the black man as he approached in his Gundam.

He replied just as relaxed. "Nothin' much dawg."

"Say your good-byes an' shit?"

"Yup. Foo sure."

"Cool. Hey, catch that for me. Four o'clock relative."

"Aight." Deathscythe moved up and caught the incomming torpedo. Once in Deathscythe's hands it fell apart exposing armament such as missles, clips of ammo for the fighters rifle, three traveling packs and most importantly; The YF-19's fully-charged fold system.

"Help me out, guys?" Bud decompressed the cockpit and exited the fighter followed by the now-male Ranma. Montel came out of his MS and also pitched in. It took a while but they attached the fold system and helped load up the internal missle bays and hard-points on the main guns. They were working on the wings arming them with missles in which they began to conversate with each other.

"Hey Montel."

"Whassup?"

Bud asked, "I heard Zechs joined up against OZ."

"Yeah."

"What was it like fighting with Major Zabi?" asked Montel towards Bud. "She bitch at ya like I warned?"

"Not that much, but she's ruthless like a ninja and shit. I thought she was a female Arnold Schwarzennegger when she got hold of a mini-gun." Buddy chuckled. "But we had to watch each others backs the whole time and I think she respects me now."

"Took me a while to get that. You, it just took one mission."

"What about you Ranma?"

Said person looked at Bud while holding a missle in place. "Huh?"

"You were riding shotgun with Id in control, what was it like?" asked the asian pilot.

Ranma took a phrase out of Buddy's book.

"That bitch is crazy."

They all shared a whole hearted laugh at that statement with the pigtailed man joining in soon after.

Laugher. Unrestricted laugher. It was something they haven't done in a long time since that incident, Buddy thought as he looked at Montel. He could see in each other eyes that they were thinking the same thing. The black man just happened to look at Ranma and noticed he had the same look, of a young man that hasn't enjoyed himself with true friends in a long, long time. Longer than either Bud or himself.

They continued finishing with the work of loading up. By the time there were almost finished, Montel dismissed himself to grab his pack and wait in his Gundam. That gave Bud and Ranma some time to grab their own before finishing the last couple of missles.

"Hey, Ran-man."

"Yeah?"

"I kinda noticed that Ranko passed something off to Kycilia when we made the switch." Bud stated then asked, "You know what it was?"

"A picture."

"Oh?"

"She approached Ranko a couple days ago and asked if she new me, the person in this uhh.. demension?" he tried to confirm the last word in Japanese the continued in english. "She wanted to know if she could have any pictures of myself when I was a teen and moved to the US. Something about not talking about my old life."

"So which one did she get." Bud asked as they finished up and strapped down into the fighter. He quickly started the calculations for a fold operation to include Montel.

"Here's another copy of it." Ranma handed him the picture.

It was in color and from the background, it was taken at the Saotome home. Two rows of people, a mix of guys and girls. At the top row, starting from the top left: Kasumi, Ukyou, Ranma with Ukyou's arm drapped over his shoulder, Nodoka Saotome with her arm around Ranma's right, and Nabiki giving the victory sign. Bottom from the left sitting on a bench: Shampoo, Hiroshi and Daisuke; two of Ranma's friends from school, and Akane with a somewhat small frown holding P-chan.

"Can I keep this?" asked Bud. Ranma nodded and so he placed it in a little compartment along with a picture of himself with his arms around Nabiki and HIS Ucchan. He lingered for a moment, running his gloved hand along the small spatula also in the little hold area.

"Ready to go Montel?"

"Let's bounce dawg." came the reply.

"Wow! Look at that," Ranma pointed out towards the earth at the huge falling object.

Montel looked away while Buddy just scoffed. He quickly inputted the calculations and activated the fold system.

"The dumb shits. Dropping a colony on the United States will only make us more determined to fight back and protect what we deemed as our land. Our beautiful, spacious skies. Our amber waves of grain. We'll protect our majestic mountains that soar above our fruited plains. Patriotism. That is the true heart of the American dream and what we, they, and the future Americans have, do and will fight for."

As the two units, Deathscythe and YF-19, wink out of existance in a bright green flash another image is shown as the Earth comes into view. One of the L5 colonies, cylinder-like in appreance, slowly falls the thousands of miles to Earth. The target, United States of America UEF main capital. Washington DC.

Even though the UEF space fleet failed in stopping the colony from dropping, they managed to divert it's course somewhere else.

The colony dropped on top of Sydney, Australia completely obliterating the city. But that was not all. The impact caused an explosion that created a crater that encompassed half of the continient of Australia. This in fact caused massive tsunami's or tidal waves that swepted across the Pacific and Indian oceans, destroying coastal cities and even engulfing islands in waves that measured over five-hundred meters in height; larger than Empire State Building. To add onto such massive world wide destruction, the fall of the colony also causing massive earthquakes world wide, as low as 4.0 and even has high as 13 on the richter scale! Such earthshaker happened in California as the San Andreas fault line simply exploded in fury turning half of the golden state into two. The small part now being an island in the off of the new coast of the county.

But those were just minor problems that the impact caused. The more devestating, permanent changes soon occurred days after the colony fell. The impact caused a drastic change in the earths climate. Endangered species suddenly died out while non-endangered species took their place as the climate changed so drastically that they couldn't adapt. Snow in the desert. Typhoons in places like Texas and the Sahara desert. Snow melting from the top of Mount Evereast that caused flooding through the mountain ranges.

But from under the hands of Mother Natures vengeful hand would arise a hero. A young boy dragged into the war by circumstance. An ace born into this world in a trial by fire, defending those he loves and cares for. In time, he would finally understand his purpose. His goals. What he truely would represent.

But he would not come from Earth itself, that was just the place he was born. He is one of the elite, as the colony born people call Earth bornes. He would come from a place out of Earth's main influence.

He would come from Side-7.

His name...

Amuro Ray.

End of Chapter 14


Author's Notes:

This took me some time to complete. With a new job, graveyard shifts and working out it is hard to find time to write. Now with the holidays comming up, particularly Xmas, I most likely would find even less time. Also, the homies don't have a computer so that also takes up my writing time. It doesn't matter to me since I also need to finish some neglected games.

You might of noticed how I seem to have blended in Gundam Wing, 08th MS team, Mobile Suit Gundamn 0079, and Gundam 0080 and 0083 together in the last two chapters. I would have to say that it at first sounded impossible, but I somehow did it so it made sense.

Note of reference: Colorodo Shooting Style that Buddy used that Kycilia made a reference of would be the shooting style of Angel from Angel Cop. Great Series, watch it.

Okay now! On to the next chapter.


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