Gundam Wing Fan Fiction / Mobile Suit Gundam Fan Fiction / Gundam 08th MS Team Fan Fiction ❯ Amalgam Gundam ❯ The Siege ( Chapter 4 )

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Narrator: Universal Colony Year 118: A time where the Endless Waltz of history continues unabated. Let us go back one year to UCY-117: The Empire of Thallos declares war upon all neighboring star systems, and the dozens of space and planetary colonies within them. The Empire's military power is at equal strength with each Government they are at war with, so they are caught in a stalemate. However, halfway into UCY-117, the Empire acquired a new weapon whose name would be heard through the future: Mobile Suits. These new devices smashed through any and all resistance, and the Empire now controls more than 95% of the area. We now return to UCY-118. Five Space Colonies have had enough.






Melanie Deikin continued spraying water over the legs of her Gundam known as Jubilee. The long hose that she was holding in her hands was linked up to the natural hot springs that the five pilots had discovered at this cave when they first found it. That hooked up with an acceleration device gave her a spraying effect that she used to clean off the sulfur that had covered her Gundam. The legs were the last part of Jubilee that needed to be cleaned.

Voice: I really don't see the point of doing that.

Melanie turned around and saw Aram Hashta standing not ten feet away from her, leaning against one of the cave walls.

Melanie: Leave me alone, you perv.

Aram: I will have you know that I am NOT a pervert. I just have a more carefree view of life than those pilots.

Melanie: What about Den?

Aram: Den's too much of a gentleman. Me, I tell women exactly what I'm thinking about them. Den goes for the hopeless romantic approach.

Melanie: Here's a clue: Women like that approach more than acting like a pervert.

Aram: Well, I can't change who I am. Seriously, though, I don't see the point in doing that.

Melanie: What do you mean?

Aram: The thing's going to get dirty anyway; you don't need to use the water to clean it up.

Melanie: Well, for one thing, the smell's atrocious. Also, I want the Thallonians to be afraid of me, not laughing at the yellow Gundam approaching them.

Aram: Whatever. I'm just glad I didn't have to bring Arsenal on that mission.
His weaponry would've completely annihilated the fire zone.

Aram said that with a smile, like he was prideful of that. Melanie rolled her eyes as the last of the sulfur was washed off.

Melanie: Why don't you go do that right now? I'm sure no one'll mind.

Melanie climbed up into her Gundam and closed the cockpit. Aram sighed and walked down the nearest corridor of the cave. Den stood inside of it, smiling at what had just transpired.

Aram: Women, not really my field.

Den: Don't worry, Hashta. People will be shooting at you soon.






Kenola: Another text message?

Edmond: Confirmed. The message is from the resistance on AX-010.

Melanie: Read it off, then.

The five pilots were once again assembled in the main chamber of the caves they were using to hide their Gundams. The pilots were in a circle around a small green orb that served as the transmitter to the colonies. It only had a monitory on it that displayed what the message was.

Edmond: "According to the coordinates provided, you are not too far off from the city of Quetzia. Quetzia is a huge resource and supply base for the Empire. A great number of mobile suit metals and armoring are produced here and shipped off to construction factories. After tracking certain supply runs, we've discovered that mobile suits that are being used to suppress the resistance here on AX-010 are constructed using materials from Quetzia. Your mission is to hold a siege against Quetzia, destroy any transports heading in or out of the city.
End transmission."

Den: Are they crazy?!

Melanie: What do you mean?

Kenola: Quetzia is the second largest city on Thallos. It's probably heavily defended, heavily armed, and more than a match for even all five of our Gundams.

Edmond: Irrelevant. Our mission is to stop ships entering or leaving the city.
If we stay well outside the city limits, we should be able to accomplish this task.

Den: Ed, aren't you forgetting a little thing called area? How are only five of us supposed to guard areas that large?

Aram: I think that's where I come in. Arsenal's got an assortment of long-range weaponry that I could loan to you guys.

Den: I'm still not so sure about this. They could send out mobile suits to distract us while they got supply vessels in and out.

Edmond: In that case, we shall have to eradicate them quickly.

Den: We can't-

Edmond: A SUPERIOR OFFICER HAS GIVEN US AN ORDER! THAT ORDER IS TO BE OBEYED!

The other four pilots stared at Edmond in disbelief. Edmond rarely spoke to them, shouting being the one thing they'd never seen him do. Edmond breathed deeply for a moment, closing his eyes in an attempt to control his anger. When he opened them again, the pilots were still staring at him.

Edmond: The colonies have entrusted us with a mission. We should not disappoint them.






Marianna: INCOMPETANCE! COMPLETE AND UTTER INCOMPETANCE!

Unlike Edmond Shibumi, Marianna Dellis shouted quite often.

Marianna: Five mobile suits managed to bypass the planetary defense grid, land, and destroy one of my mobile suit factories! THIS CANNOT AND WILL NOT BE TOLERATED!

Marianna's assistant, a small man holding a notebook for taking down what Marianna's commands were, shivered in her presence, deeply afraid of what the Empress would do to him if he did not obey her every command. He gulped and waited for orders, hoping his head wouldn't be on a pike outside the palace by the end of the day.

Marianna: Is there any luck in tracking this insurgence's next move?

Assistant: Y-Yes, your eminence. Your sciren- er... Scientists and strategists believe that their next attack shall be against the city of Quetzia. Shall I send for a squadron of Virgos to defend it when they arrive to attack?

Marianna: No! I'm sick and tired of leaving all that must be accomplished over to lackeys! Prepare my personal mobile suit! I shall engage the enemy and defend my city myself!

Assistant: I strongly advise against that-

Marianna: ARE YOU QUESTIONING MY ORDERS?!

Assistant: NO! No, your majesty! I am not! Please forgive me!

Marianna rolled her eyes.

Marianna: Very well, I shall spare your life for now. NOW GO AND COMPLETE MY
ORDERS!

The assistant nodded and turned around, preparing to walk out of the throne room and complete the orders of his Queen.

Marianna: Wait one moment!

The assistant stopped dead in his tracks and turned to face her again. Marianna pressed a button on the console located on the left arm of her throne. A small compartment opened up, and Marianna reached into it, pulling out a small handgun. She quickly aimed it at the assistant's head and pulled the trigger.
He was dead before he hit the ground.

Marianna: I don't like people who studder and stammer in my presence.






The long end of the energy bazooka in Arsenal's hands lit up in a yellow glow.
Firing immediately, the yellow beam of light flashed across half a mile and hit the engine of the large transport vessel carrying mineral supplies that was making a quick exit from Quetzia. The transport exploded into flames from the beam weapon's hit, green flames spouting out of it as the little debris that was left from it fell to the ground.

Aram: See? Piece of cake!

Melanie: I almost missed two targets already! This is not going to work!

Edmond: If we have to stay awake for twenty-eight hours a day, we shall.

Den: Oh really? Ed, our superiors are telling us to hold a siege against the city until their resistance effort is helped. That could be days or weeks! We can't stay focused like that! These orders are flawed, and they need to be clarified.

Edmond: We shall follow our instructions.

Kenola: Oh, for the love of- hey, Edmond! You've got a transport ship heading
out of the city on your area.

Edmond: Confirmed. Registry code reads it as a civilian transport. Taking aim.

Melanie: WHAT?!

Edmond: I've got a lock.

Melanie: What are you doing?!

Edmond: Destroying the enemy. Firing now!

Gallant's energy bazooka charged up similarly to Arsenal's, and fired just like it as well. The target, however, was very different. The civilian transport was smaller than the mineral transport vessel, and more rounded off. It had no weapons, and minimal engines. Instead of exploding into a lot of debris like the other transport, most of this vessel was vaporized from the energy. What little remained was charred and black and very small.

Melanie: ARE YOU INSANE?! YOU JUST DESTROYED A CIVILIAN CRAFT!

Edmond: So?

Melanie: We're supposed to be hitting the military, not innocent civilians!

Edmond: They are citizens of the Thallonian Empire. They serve their ruler and the military. They are targets just as valuable as military transports.

Melanie: No they're not! They have nothing to do with our war! We can't be killing innocents!

Edmond: They are NOT innocent! The only good Thallonian is a DEAD Thallonian!

Melanie: You racist bastard!

Kenola: Um... Guys?

Edmond: Racist?!

Melanie: You discriminate against all Thallonians, whether they are civilian or military! Here's a clue for you, Eddy: Not all Thallonians are evil!

Den: Guys!

Edmond: That's where you're wrong! THEY ARE ALL EVIL!

Aram: YOU MORONS, WE'VE GOT A MOBILE SUIT APPROACHING!

Aram's shouting had snapped Melanie and Edmond out of their verbal war, and they checked their scanner screens.

Edmond: Confirmed, we've got a mobile suit approaching from the edge of my sector, coming in from the ground. Scans can't confirm an ID code on it. It could be a new model.

Den: If it's a new model, it's unlike anything I've ever seen before.

Melanie: What do you mean?

Den: The alloy that it's made out of is something I've never seen before. I suggest we all come together to combat it.

Edmond: Negative! Hold the siege! I can handle it!

Kenola: I strongly advise against-

Edmond: Here it comes!

Trees were flung outwards from the forest, along with some dirt attached it, as the mobile suit cleared it and stood on the ground in front of it. It was mostly colored green, it's legs a bright white. Its arms had large claws attached to the top of them over the normal hands. The light shined off the Gundanium alloy that it was made of.

The Gundam Altron.






Melanie: It's a Gundam!

Edmond: The general design does match the specifications of a Gundam, but it's nothing like we have. It's definitely more advanced.

Kenola: Could another colony have sent one without our knowing?

Den: The only opening for a drop was Operation Stardust, and we didn't see anything else drop with us.

Aram: It's charging! Edmond, watch out!

Altron's back engines lit up as it charged Gallant. Gallant responded by leaping into the air, it's own engines igniting. Altron rose up one of its arms, and the dragon claw on it shot out at Gallant. On instinct, Gallant put its shield in the way. The claw slammed into the shield, denting it where it had hit. Gallant reached behind its back as the claw retracted back to Altron. Gallant pulled out its grenade launcher, and aimed it at Altron.

It pulled the trigger, releasing a round explosive that shot out and slammed into Altron. The explosion was momentary, resulting in nothing but minor annoyance as Altron moved through the smoke, activating its beam lance, and slicing at Gallant, who desperately tried to defend itself. Finally, the beam lance struck home, slicing into a section of the torso near the cockpit. Most power was cut to the Gundam, and it fell to the ground in front of Altron.

Altron raised its lance up, preparing to strike down and finish the thing, but a sudden burst of energy hitting it interrupted it. It looked over to the east, where Jubilee was rushing at it, firing its beam weaponry. However, the weapon had little or no effect upon Altron, but it did prove distracting. Another energy burst, this time from behind, slammed into Altron. There was some minor damage to its backside. Altron switched to rear view and saw Arsenal charging with a rather large energy cannon in its hands. Seeing that Jubilee was in range, Altron launched another dragon claw. Jubilee stopped immediately and put its shield in front of itself in defense. The claw gripped into Jubilee's shield, which was held firmly in Jubilee's hands. When the claw retracted, a large chunk of the shield came with it, tearing a hole in the shield. The other claw extended out and punched Jubilee in the face, knocking it onto its back.

Altron turned its attention over to Arsenal, who was running at it. Altron could see Golem and Warpath also on their way, Golem's armor already beginning to surround itself. The pilot of Altron smiled, and activated its jets. It raised the small shield it had in front of it as it slammed into Arsenal, who was replacing an energy pack for his cannon. Arsenal was knocked onto the ground, and Altron slammed an edge of the beam lance into Arsenal's left leg, cutting power to it. Two energy bursts from Warpath hit Altron right in the head, knocking it off of Arsenal and out of balance. It struggled for a moment as Golem picked up the disabled Arsenal, while Warpath kept its two energy cannon barrels that rested on it's arm poised at Altron.

Kenola: Melanie, are you all right?

Melanie: I'm fine. I've got Gallant, what do we do now?

Kenola: Tactical retreat. We're no match for that thing.

Golem put its back jets on full power, pulling away from the combat zone with Arsenal in its arms. Warpath retreated along with it, all its weapons aimed at Altron, who stood in front of them as if it were gloating. Altron turned around and saw Gallant being pulled away by Jubilee.

And within Altron, Marianna smiled.

Marianna: That'll teach those ingrates. They shall now see the futility in waging war against one such as I. Goodbye, Gundams. When you see me again, it shall be in a public execution.





To Be Continued...