Gundam Wing Fan Fiction / Mobile Suit Gundam Fan Fiction / Gundam 08th MS Team Fan Fiction ❯ Amalgam Gundam ❯ Double Encounter ( Chapter 9 )

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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. Kenola Mozart has infiltrated the Empire, now a personal assistant to the Empress.






Kenola Mozart took a sip from the teacup in her hand, enjoying the sweet taste. Across from her, the most powerful person in the Empire of Thallos sat, looking over computer readouts of mobile suits that were currently available from Clarke Axem. She grinned at several, her true nature of maliciousness and evil quite apparent in her cold, soulless eyes. The two were on a transport ship guarded by several flying mobile suits and fighters.

Marianna: Kenola, come here. I've narrowed down my choices.

Kenola stood up and walked over to Marianna's side, where she showed her pictures of the Gundams she had chosen as the replacement to Altron, her former Gundam. The first Gundam was a dark gray and black, with demonic wings coming out of it's back. It held a long pole in its hands.

Marianna: "Deathscythe Hell."

Kenola: Quite a frightening mobile suit, your majesty.

Marianna: Indeed. And the next one...

Marianna replaces it with a Gundam that looks the complete opposite, with angel wings.

Marianna: "Wing Zero."

Kenola: I'm not so sure about that one, Empress. These rebels see you as a megalomaniac, and by making it look like your heavenly or God-like, it will only spur them on further.

Marianna: True. What about this one?

The next Gundam looked heavily armored, with two large Verniers on it's shoulders.

Marianna: "GP02A: Codename Physalis." Designed primarily for the use of nuclear weapons. We actually were testing one of these before those bastard terrorists destroyed it...

Kenola: Still, it's an unwise mobile suit, your highness. To use nuclear weapons with your personal suit... Well, it would definitely identify you as the Colony Reaper.

Marianna: Well, what about this one?

The next mobile suit is a pearly white, looking tall and strong.

Marianna: "G-Saviour."

Kenola: Now, this one, I like. It's strong, determined, and not at all offensive to see.

Marianna: And my final choice.

Marianna showed her the final option, a black Gundam with what appeared to be red wings.

Marianna: "Master Gundam." Now this suit is rather interesting. It can be controlled using an external skin-suit that comes with the Gundam, and the operator can actually move with the Gundam. Its weaponry is mostly melee based instead of guns and vulcans.

Kenola: Another interesting choice, Empress. It's the most unique-

A sudden shaking in the deck plates interrupts Kenola. Marianna activates the communication system on the console next to her chair.

Marianna: What the hell just happened?!

Voice: Empress, we are under attack by an enemy mobile suit! Stay calm and please remain in your seat!

Marianna narrowed her eyes and looked out a window. Outside, Arsenal was unloading clip after clip of his machine gun into several fighters and a Virgo. Marianna stood up and began walking towards the end of the main hallway of the vessel.

Marianna: Kenola, come with me! It's time we showed these Colonists a true reason to be afraid of us.






Aram smiled as another Virgo blew up from his assault.

Aram: Peh, this is the Empire that's taken over the colonies? I could make a better enemy with a toaster and two hammers...

Aram's smile disappeared as he saw that the transport was slowing down, and the main docking bay for it was opening. Out of it flew an RGM-79 and a Gelgoog. Both were identified by his onboard computer, but surprisingly enough, the GM was identified as an ally according to the computer. Aram quickly rewrote the identification to show that it was the enemy that was attacking and not an ally.

And within the Gelgoog, Marianna glared at the camera display before her that showed Arsenal. She roared and began firing her beam rifle, releasing blast after blast at the Gundam. Aram gritted his teeth and engaged the thrusters, narrowly avoiding the beams. Kenola winced as she fired her own rifle at Arsenal, hitting it in the chest twice. Aram gasped and fired back at the GM, who easily evaded the shots. The Gelgoog activated it's beam saber and began slashing at Arsenal, who winced once more and blocked with the shield on his arm.

The shield began to melt away, and Arsenal's thrusters engaged once more, this time taking him away from the transport and the GM and Gelgoog. Marianna attempted to follow suit, but noticed that her power cells were beginning to overheat. She glared at the readings and punched them in rage.

Marianna: Damn it! Well, this Gundam shall not survive out here. Even if I did not manage to destroy it, either lack of supplies or my own space patrols shall.

Kenola: Indeed, Empress. Shall we return to the ship and call for reinforcements?

Marianna: Yes. We must also finish reviewing those mobile suit schematics. There must be something around there we can use...






Edmond drank a coffee as he looked at the local newspaper. He smiled coldly at the front page, the story about negative effects of the recent attack on the city of Quetzia on Thallos' environment and atmosphere. He stopped smiling when he read how the Empress Marianna had decided to now tighten her grip upon the colonies because of the nuclear winter caused by the attack on Quetzia.

Edmond: "This unprovoked attack upon one of our most beloved cities has only proven that these colonies are filled with evil. A year ago, we tried to get them to improve their lives by becoming part of the Empire, and how did they respond? By declaring war upon us. We fight a war and win with the introduction of the mobile suit, now they resort to a horrible form of warfare to try to defeat us. These acts of violence- no, not violence. I take that back. These acts of TERRORISM shall not be tolerated. The Empire shall not fall to terrorists and thugs. We are the Empire of Thallos, and we shall not fail!" Damn her.

Edmond threw the paper to the side and continued drinking his coffee. He sighed and his thoughts brought him back to how he got involved with the Resistance. It was back-

FLASH!

Edmond returned to the present. The flash he felt had come from all directions at once. He thought for a moment that the Empire had found him, but he saw no attempts to approach him from anyone. The flash occurred again, this time longer. He looked around, and although everything around him had been negated in color, one person stuck out unlike all the others. He was tall, with a long and determined face. His hair was short and blonde, and he drank tea. He wore a long red coat, his shirt looked like a 17th century Victorian frilled shirt. He looked up for a moment and muttered a word that Edmond couldn't make out.

Right after that, he put down three coins on the counter and stood up from his seat and stormed out of the cafe. Edmond followed suit, putting five coins down on the counter and followed the man. The streets were full of civilians. The city was called Ambrojhin, a bustling vacation spot, home to many monuments and objects related to the history of the Empire. Edmond quickly followed the man, not being spotted as the man was obviously moving towards the city limits to walk outside of it. Although the city was a heavy technological center, the outside of it was a vast desert, heated by an intense sunlight that was not shielded by special dampers like Ambrojhin was.

The man stopped walking ten feet outside of the city.

Man: So how long are you just going to follow me?

Edmond winced, hidden behind a thick tree and not breathing. Without any warning, Edmond was grabbed from the side and flung over several feet. He rolled briefly on the ground, but leapt back up from that position, aiming a gun at the man, who smiled at him.

Edmond: Who are you?

Man: Oh, I don't think you'd like me very much if I told you my name.

Edmond: I don't like you very much, anyway. A name will not make any difference.

Man: Very well. My name is Char Aznable.

Edmond made no reaction.

Edmond: And that is supposed to upset me in some sense? The name is meaningless to me.

Char: Really? How about Quattro Bageena?

Edmond shook his head.

Char: How about the Red Comet?

Edmond: None of those names hold any meaning to me.

Char raised an eyebrow in surprise.

Char: You've never heard of the most infamous Zeon during the One-Year war?

Edmond: What are you babbling about? Zeon? One-Year War?

Char blinked and thought again. He looked back up at him.

Char: The date, what is the date?

Edmond: October 34, UCY-118.

Char: 'UCY?'

Edmond: Universal Colony Year. What's the matter with you? Are you senile?

Char: Many have said such things, but there are many things I just do not understand... Well, I shall find answers soon enough. I presume you are a pilot, yes?

Edmond raised an eyebrow, then glared at him.

Edmond: How do you know that?

Char: Because you're a Newtype. I detected it rather quickly. Are you artificial or natural?

Edmond: Stop talking nonsense! I don't know who you are, but because you're obviously a Newtype and not someone who works for the Resistance, you are a dead man.

Char: I think not.

Char leapt into the air and went down again, surprising Edmond immensely as Char's foot connected with his hand, knocking the weapon out of his hand and Char's fist slamming into his face. Edmond fell to the ground, wincing in pain. Char reached into his coat pocket and pressed a button on something in it. There was an intense rumbling as the sand behind him began to rise up. The sand was falling off some sort of red mobile suit, and a rope suddenly came up from the ground directly behind him. He took hold of it and was lifted into the air as the mobile suit was fully revealed.

It was a Sazabi.

Char opened the cockpit quickly and jumped into it, the Sazabi beginning to fly off already. Edmond glared and pressed a button on his watch, and a lot of clouds overhead parted as Gallant in Wave Rider mode flew down and picked him up, very quickly rising up again. Within his cockpit, Edmond began searching for the mobile suit Char has escaped in in the databanks, but with no luck. He looked up to see that he was gaining on him.

And within the Sazabi, Char definitely recognized Gallant.

Char: The Zeta Gundam?

Char opened up a communications channel.

Char: Camille? Is that you? Or is it Amuro?

Edmond raised an eyebrow.

Edmond: More names that mean nothing to me.

Char glared at the console and turned his head forward again.

Char: I am in a strange land. I wonder if I'll ever find my way home...

Char engaged the full thrust on the Sazabi, easily outrunning Gallant, who came to a stop. Edmond blinked as he thought about all of that within his mind.

Edmond: Well, that was a strange encounter...





To Be Continued...