Gundam Wing Fan Fiction / Mobile Suit Gundam Fan Fiction / Gundam 08th MS Team Fan Fiction ❯ Amalgam Gundam ❯ Over the Night Side ( Chapter 10 )

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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. Aram Hashta has been sent into
space to handle problems with the Empire from space.






Marianna stood up on her transport ship, which was now docked with
Clarke Axem's space station. She looked over at Kenola Mozart, who had
been sitting opposite from her.

Marianna: Care to join me? I could get you your own personal mobile
suit.

Kenola: No thank you, your majesty. I must make the preparations for
storage of whatever mobile suit you decide upon.

Marianna: Very well.

Marianna walked off, several of her guards accompanying her.






Aram looked up, his breathing slow and detached. He looked at the
external camera before laying his head down again, seeing that Thallos
was beginning to darken in front of him. He clicked a button on his
communications console.

Aram: Well, it seems Thallos has just entered its night cycle, which
happens once a year. The planet is blocked from sunlight for a whole
month. It's too bad I have this power leak, or else I might actually
have lived to see the end of the night cycle.

Aram sighed as he saw he had only two more minutes of air left.

Aram: Well, I guess there's only one thing left to do.

Aram took a cigarette in his mouth and lit it, inhaling the smoke and
letting it out with a smile.

Aram: Guess the whole enclosed oxygen doesn't matter now, does it?

He laughed a little, seeing his air supply drop down to thirty seconds.

Aram: Jennifer, I'm sorry...

Aram closed his eyes and collapsed onto the console as the last of his
air disappeared. Arsenal's power was gone, and he was inside the
gravity well. The Gundam began to fall, head first, into the
atmosphere of Thallos. The outer skin heated up, turning a bright red.
All of a sudden, a purple metallic tentacle wrapped around Arsenal's
leg and pulled, the tentacle being attached to the wrist of a white
mobile suit. The mobile suit's engines lit up, sending it away from
the planet with Arsenal in tow.





Aram woke up slowly as small water drops fell onto his head. It felt
cold against his skin, and he winced and shifted his face away from the
dripping water. Aram opened his eyes, realizing he was upon a soft
mattress. He sat up, looking at the surroundings around him. It was a
small metal room, about twelve by twelve feet in area. A man walked in
the doorway, carrying a tray with food on it. He had long blonde hair,
and stood very tall.

Man: Good morning.

Aram: Where am I?

Man: This planet's third moon. It was the closest, and it had a
breathable atmosphere.

Aram: How'd you save me?

The man pointed his finger out a window. Standing outside in the
plains was the mobile suit that had saved him earlier. It was the
Tallgeese III. Aram gasped and leapt out of bed and made a kung-fu
pose.

Aram: Okay, servant of Marianna, prepare to get your ass wiped! Ki-
yah!

The man blinked at Aram and tilted his head in surprise.

Man: Mari-what?

It was Aram's turn to be surprised. His eyes widened and he stared at
the man.

Aram: Marianna! You know, the ruler of the Thallonian Empire? The
Colony Reaper?

The man put the tray of food on the ground, and sat down on a nearby
chair, resting his head on his hands in deep thought.

Man: I know nothing of the land that I am in now. The last thing that
I remember before ending up here was starting up the first phase of the
terraforming project on Mars. Then there was this bright light that
engulfed me... I can still hear Noin's scream... And then I was
here...

Aram: You're a crazy man.

Man: Really? I was just about to say the same thing to you. Did you
even try to go out and repair the power leak to your Gundam?

Aram blinked, and then smacked himself in the head.

Aram: I knew there was something I had to do! Say, what's your name,
anyway?

Man: Zechs. Zechs Marquise. Where's Earth?

Aram: Excuse me?

Zechs: You said we were in the 'Thallonian Empire.' I know we're
definitely not over Earth right now, so where is it?

Aram: I've never heard of a planet called Earth.

Zechs' eyes got wide, and then they returned to normal, once again
returning to his thoughts.

Zechs: So strange...

Aram rolled his eyes, reached into his pocket, and stuck a cigarette in
his mouth.

Aram: Weirdo...






Aram and Zechs walked across the plains, Aram for once admiring the
beauty of an environment. The third moon of Thallos was declared by
the Empress "To beautiful to disturb," so there weren't military,
colony, or mining bases on it. Barely anyone lived there because of
the fear that the natural order would be disturbed, so the area the two
walked through was uninhabited. Blue-green grass flowed over the area,
with different kinds of trees scattered about. A wonderful blue sky
hung over them, Thallos itself quite visible in the sky. Aram and
Zechs stopped when they reached Arsenal, who was lying on it's back in
the field.

Zechs: I repaired the power leak, and have begun charging the power
packs. You should be good to go in a day or two. As for your weapon
systems, you're going to have to handle that on your own.

Aram: I'll make a signal to MG-166 and ask for a restock on ammunition.

Zechs: Where did you get a Gundam like this? It doesn't even seem to
be a Gundam, just shaped like one.

Aram: What do you mean?

Zechs: Well, my Gundam is made of Gundanium alloy, whereas yours seams
to be some stronger form of titanium.

Aram: Luna Titanium was what the databanks called it. Gundanium alloy?
What's that?

Zechs: Well, where I come from, that's what makes a Gundam a Gundam.
The alloy enhances the strength and power of the Gundam. Your Gundam
just seems to be an overly powerful mobile suit.

Aram: Hey! Arsenal could whoop your friggin' ass any day of the week,
pal. Hey, wait a minute!

Aram ran over to the cockpit of Arsenal, pulling the emergency open
lever, leaving Zechs behind for a moment before he began walking over
to him. Aram jumped down into the cockpit and turned Arsenal's main
sensors on, aiming them at the Tallgeese. Aram looked at the readings
that he got and was taken aback. Zechs leapt up onto Arsenal, looking
down at Aram in the cockpit.

Zechs: What are you doing?

Aram: Scanning your Gundam, and I was right! Your Gundam is made of
the same material as the Gundam we fought at Quetzia!

Zechs: What are you talking about?

Aram: A couple weeks ago, the other pilots and I staged a siege against
a primary city of the Empire known as Quetzia. It was going relatively
well into this green Gundam showed up and wasted us. It was made of
this alloy that we couldn't identify. Here, let me bring up the camera
record.

Aram typed in some commands, and the main screen showed the image of
the Altron Gundam's first appearance, and how it fought Gallant
briefly. Zechs gasped.

Zechs: Wufei?!

Aram: Who?

Zechs then narrowed his eyes, examining the record closer.

Zechs: No, it's not Wufei. The pilot of that Altron has a completely
different fighting style than Wufei. Whoever's piloting that Altron is
pretty good, though...

Aram: Formerly piloting. Edmond went back to Quetzia a few days later
and fought it and destroyed it.

Aram began thinking a little more.

Aram: You know, it actually took a lot to defeat a Gundam like that...
And you said your Gundam was made of the same material?

Zechs: Yes.

Aram snapped his fingers.

Aram: Of course!

Zechs: What?

Aram: We can stage a crippling blow to the Empire!

Zechs: How?

Aram: One of the primary reasons we can't really destroy the Empire is
because their primary base of operations, the palace of Marianna, is so
heavily fortified that we couldn't get close enough to attack it
without her Mega Particle Cannons vaporizing us before we got there.
But a Gundam like yours, with that Gundfarium-

Zechs: Gundanium.

Aram: Whatever. But a Gundam like yours could destroy the Cannons and
give us a chance to finally bring down the Empire!

Zechs: It's an interesting idea... All right, I'll make you a deal. I
help you and your allies take down the Empire, and you help me discover
where I am and how I got here.

Aram: It's a deal.






To Be Continued...