Gundam Wing Fan Fiction / Mobile Suit Gundam Fan Fiction / Gundam 08th MS Team Fan Fiction ❯ Amalgam Gundam ❯ Valley of Black Snow ( Chapter 7 )

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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 Gundams have been sent to free the colonies, and have now split up.






Melanie yawned and took another sip of water from her glass. She wore a nightgown that she had gotten from her supply box from the resistances on other colonies. It was pink, and laid down on the makeshift cot, feeling very tired and worn out. She and Den had been training in their Gundams for several hours, stopping only once to eat.

She closed her eyes, and her thoughts brought her back to her home that was now gone. She remembered of times when she and her family would go out for picnics at the park, not even caring about the war that had been brought into a stalemate over a year ago. But then, Clarke Axem had tipped the scales by selling mobile suits to the Thallonian Empire; giving them the edge they needed to conquer the entire sector. And her home was now nothing more than several thousand pieces of metal and armoring. She would never go on a picnic or have happy times with her family any more.

All because of a war machine known as a mobile suit.

Melanie dreaded the two words. She had never wanted to pilot one, believing them to be the key to the downfall of all people. In fact, she had been terrified of Jubilee when she had first seen it. To this day, she loathed the fact that she had been inside the Gundam when her home was obliterated. Although it put her in a position to avenge the deaths of her family and friends, it meant never being able to say goodbye to all that she cared for.

She laid her head down against the end of the cot and lightly sobbed.






Den: "Reports of your training status have been received and acknowledged. We believe it is time for a mission. We believe that the Empire is testing a new kind of mass-produced mobile suit in the Valley of Black Snow. Investigate and destroy the new mobile suit if necessary. End of message."

It was now the next morning. Melanie and Den were inside a small cave that they were using as their shelter as they trained to become better pilots.

Melanie: "Valley of Black Snow?" What's that?

Den sighed and looked up, remembering the story of the Valley.

Den: It's a sad story. During the first few weeks of the Empire's conquering of the majority of colonies, one space colony made one last desperate attempt to stop the Empire by doing what was known as Operation Meteor. They would drop their colony onto Thallos and destroy the Empire's primary city, sending them into chaos and give the remaining colonies a chance to fight them off. However, with the development of the mega particle cannon, the colony's attempt to use it's own emergency thrusters to collide them into the city was stopped, and they were left at a very low orbit, which eventually decayed and forced them into the atmosphere. However, because of the light gravity on the surface, the colony burnt up and remained this gigantic vat of ash that hung over a valley. The ash descended to earth in great quantities, and still does today. It comes down like black snow, hence the title of the Valley. It'll keep coming down for several more years.

Melanie: That's horrible...

Den: Indeed. And now, it seems that the Empire is taking advantage of it. Let's make a quick breakfast and move out.






Kenola plays Handel's "Solemn March," doing it with precision and efficiency. Marianna sighs, loving her playing ability and relaxes on her throne. When she finishes, Marianna and the guards give her heavy applause.

Marianna: Marvelous, Kenola! You've just earned yourself a promotion. I'll tell my assistant later to make you a full Colonel.

Kenola: You embarrass me, your highness!

Marianna: Nonsense! To appease me is to serve the Empire. Now if only your music would deal with those damned Gundam terrorists.

Kenola: It would indeed by something to write in this history books, your majesty.

Marianna: What would you do in this situation?

Kenola: Honestly, your majesty?

Marianna: Yes.

Kenola: Perhaps by giving them what they want, which if I remember correctly from the news, is to free the colonies, then they would cease their terrorist actions.

Marianna: Can't do that. If I give them what they want, it's an open invitation for anyone else to try to oppose any little thing that happens through terrorist means. No, we're going to have to crush them militarily, and I think I know how! Kenola, bring me the master list of mobile suits that Clarke Axem has on the market, quickly!

Kenola: At once, my Queen!






The wind blew all around the Gundams Jubilee and Golem as they marched, ash being carried by the wind and sticking to some parts of the Gundams.

Melanie: I'm going to have to clean her again...

Den: Heh, my baby hear cleans itself. Added bonus of the armor technology.

Melanie: Where'd that come from, anyway? It looks more advanced than anything I've ever seen before.

Den: Installed personally by Clark Axem. He said he had 'borrowed' it from a place far away...

Melanie: Alien technology?

Den: Oh, please! The theory of other species in our universe was disproved years ago when we first expanded out into our galaxy. And furthermore-

A beeping sound coming from the sensor displays interrupted Den. His Gundam stopped immediately, along with Jubilee. They waited for a moment, then crouched down on the ground, lying a bit lower to avoid primary sensors or sight.

Melanie: What have you got?

Den: Sensors picking up an unknown mobile suit type in coming from within the valley itself.

Melanie: Does it detect us?

Den: I don't think so. Checking heat signature... No heat signature, it must be a mobile doll.

Melanie: Leo or Zaku?

Den: I don't think it's either! What I do know is that we might be in trouble if I'm getting accurate readings.

Melanie: Why?

Den: The composition of it's armoring matches the type of the Gundam we encountered at Quetzia.

Melanie gritted her teeth, and recalled the events quite clearly. They were holding a siege on the city of Quetzia, and during a brief argument between Edmond and herself, an unknown Gundam working for the Empire had attacked and nearly crippled the group easily. Word from local news reports said that a terrorist in a Gundam had successfully destroyed the city with a nuclear device, although Melanie was skeptical about it. All she knew was that they had failed to do any real damage against the Gundam, and if this Gundam was made of the same material, they were in for hell as soon as it could be mass-produced.

Den: Deploy Armor!

Even though the winds could deafen out a lot of the sound from the outside, Melanie could still hear the clanking sound of Golem's Chobham ablative armor covering it's metallic skin.

Den: Stay back; I'm going to try to engage it. If I fail, I'll need you to finish the job.

Melanie gulped and nodded. The back booster jets on Golem lit up, sending him flying through the falling ash down into the valley below him. The mobile suit was a black hue, with red spots on one of its massive shoulders and on two fins on its thighs. It held a powerful cannon in its right hand.

It was a Virgo.

When the Virgo detected Golem's descent, the red spots on it's one shoulder detached and went in front of it, forming an energy shield as Golem began unloading clips from it's primary rifle into the Virgo. The bullets slammed harmlessly into the energy shield, ricocheting off of it and not one penetrating the powerful shield.

Den winced and switched over to his grenade launcher, sending three grenades into the shield. Each one exploded on impact, not making a singular dent upon it. When the smoke cleared, the Virgo mobile doll brought its weapon to bare, aiming at Golem. Den gasped and began moving the Gundam behind something to protect it from any sort of blast. However, Golem was too slow and the Virgo fired the beam cannon on its arm at it.

The yellow energy beam slammed into the side armoring of Golem, sending reverberations throughout the entire Gundam. Den gritted his teeth from the shaking, a few warning signs flashing on the monitors.

Computer: WARNING: Port Armor integrity at 42%.

Den: Shit!

Golem's left hand armor retracted back into the skin, and the wrist opened up to reveal a Gatling cannon on the arm, and it began firing at the Virgo. The Virgo obviously took no damage and aimed once again. The second beam struck the chest plate armor, knocking Golem back into the cliff.

Computer: WARNING: Total Armor integrity down to 23%.

Den: Ah shit!

Den attempted to engage the booster rockets and get back into the air, but saw that they had taken damage. He winced as the Virgo took one final aim, and covered his face with his arms in a crude means of defense. However, he looked through his arms then to see the Virgo stop its attack and look up. It wasn't looking up for long, as several large chunks of rock fell down from above it and slammed into its headpiece. The rocks came down in greater numbers then, enough to smash through the protective energy shield and bury it. When it attempted to climb out of the rocks, it was met by Jubilee, who had a beam saber come down through the rocks and into the Virgo. It then pulled it out and turned to Golem.

Melanie: I thought you could use some help.

Den: Oh ha ha. Come on, let's get out of here and tell the Resistance mission accomplished.





To Be Continued...