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Episode 38

Level 3, Match 2

Written By
Mark Moore

Author's note: With this episode, we're at the halfway point of Level 3. I keep getting delayed due to work and a demanding mother. Still, I hope to see this series through to the end. Enjoy the story. Feedback is welcome.

The United States' match against Lebanon is later today. Emma Sheen, Relena Peacecraft, Matilda Ajan, Sayla Mass, and Fraw Bow have just arrived in Lebanon and been given a ride to the location of the match, a port on the coastline along the Mediterranean Sea to the west of Beirut.

Monday, December 10, 2007, 9:00 AM, Lebanese Standard Time

Emma, Relena, Matilda, Sayla, and Fraw got out of the car and walked over to Murrue.

Emma, Relena, and Matilda saluted Murrue. "Sir."

"At ease."

Emma, Relena, and Matilda relaxed.

"How's the Gundam coming along?" Emma asked.

"Good. It's ready as it'll ever be. How about you?"

"I'm fine."

Lunamaria was sitting in the cockpit, which was located in the Gundam's chest area. Standing at consoles on the ground were Nina, Lucette, Dorothy, Sally, and Karen.

"Wanna try it out before the match?"

Emma smiled. "Sure. Thank you."

"Lunamaria, come down from there! Emma's taking over!"

Lunamaria unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the cockpit, immediately entering the elevator that had been set up in front of the Gundam.

Lunamaria rode down to the ground and walked out of the elevator.

"You ready?" Lunamaria asked Emma.

"Of course."

Emma walked into the elevator and rode up to the chest level.

Emma got into the cockpit and fastened her seatbelt.

"Ready!" Emma called.

"Okay, raise the right arm."

At Nina's request, Emma pulled the lever on her console that controlled the right arm. The arm slowly rose up until it was pointing straight up.

Nina smiled. "Good. Now, make a fist."

Emma pressed the right fist button. The Gundam's right hand closed into a fist.

Nina nodded. "Good! How does it feel?"

"Same as last time. Just fine."

Murrue smiled. "Move the elevator. Let her walk around."

Some engineers used heavy machinery to pull the elevator and its shaft away from the Gundam.

"Go on, Emma!" Murrue yelled. "Take it for a walk!"

Emma opened the Gundam's hand and lowered its arm. She pressed another button to close the cockpit. Then she pressed the Forward button, and the Gundam started walking.

"May I activate the thrusters and fly her?" Emma asked.

Nina frowned. "No. Not until the match. Now bring it back. I need to do a final systems check."

"All right."

Emma brought the Gundam back to its original location.

"Power down, Emma."

At Nina's request, Emma shut off the Gundam. The blue glow in the Gundam's eyes disappeared.

Emma opened the cockpit and got out of it and into the elevator.

Emma rode the elevator down to the ground.

Emma walked out of the elevator.

Murrue smiled. "Not bad. We still have some time until the match. Relax."

Emma, Relena, Matilda, Sayla, and Fraw each got a can of regular cola out of a cooler and sat at a table that was set up a short distance from the designated match area. Relena sat to Emma's left. Sayla sat to Emma's right. Matilda sat across from Emma. Fraw sat across from Sayla.

Emma opened her can and took a swig of cola. "Why did I ever agree to fight this guy here?"

Relena sighed. "He wouldn't budge. You had no choice but to agree."

"I ought to kick him a few extra times just for that."

Emma noticed a car approaching from the distance.

After it stopped, the passenger side door opened, and a man with short, curly, black hair got out.

He closed the door and walked over to a console that was set up a short distance from the designated match area.

"There's Bright Noa."

Relena looked. "Cool. That means the match will start soon."

Murrue walked over to them. "We just received word that the Lebanese team is on its way. Let's get you prepped."

Relena smiled. "Told ya."

Emma walked into the elevator and pressed a button.

She rode up to the chest level of the Gundam.

Emma got into the cockpit and fastened her seatbelt.

"Power on!" Nina called.

Emma pressed the Power button, turning the Gundam on. The Gundam's eyes glowed blue.

"Can you hear me?" Nina asked.

Emma now heard Nina's voice through the cockpit's speaker.

"Yes."

"Okay. Close the cockpit."

Emma pressed a button. The cockpit closed.

Emma looked at her screens. The cover was being removed, and she got her first in-person look at Lebanon's Gundam. It was green. There was a beam rifle in its left hand.

The Lebanese Gundam's cockpit door opened. The Lebanese pilot got into the elevator, rode up to the chest level, and got into the cockpit. He then closed his cockpit.

A message appeared on one of Emma's screens: "LEBANON REQUESTING VISUAL".

"The Lebanese pilot is requesting visual contact."

"Allowed."

At Murrue's permission, Emma pressed a button.

The Lebanese pilot's image appeared on one of Emma's screens. He was Arabic; appeared to be in his 20s; and had short, black hair; a mustache; and a short beard.

The Lebanese pilot smiled. "Greetings. I am Fouad Lahoud."

Emma smiled. "I'm Emma Sheen. It's nice to finally meet you in person."

"Likewise."

"I'm curious. Why did you insist on fighting here?"

"It is my home. I receive my fighting spirit from the desert."

"Oh."

"Why do you ask?"

"It's just that I'm not used to this heat. I'm glad that my Gundam is air-conditioned."

"Mine is not."

"I figured. I can't wait to get back to Tampa and feel the breath of Autumn."

Fouad grinned. "Perhaps I can speed your return."

Emma grinned. "You wish."

"May we keep the audio channel between our cockpits open during the match?"

"Sure."

"Thank you. Good luck."

"Good luck to you, too."

Fouad's image disappeared from Emma's screen and was replaced by an exterior view.

"Emma, the introductions are about to be made. Receive the audio."

At Murrue's order, Emma pressed a button.

"Good afternoon, everyone. Welcome to Level 3, Match 2, of the First Gundam Tournament. We're here live at a port on the coastline along the Mediterranean Sea to the west of Beirut, Lebanon. Allow me to introduce myself to those of you watching at home. My name is Bright Noa. I am the commentator for this tournament. Today's match is Lebanon versus the United States. The Lebanese pilot is Fouad Lahoud. The United States' pilot is Emma Sheen. Lebanon's Gundam - the green one - is 19 meters tall, 0.5 meters of which is taken up by the head. It is armed with a beam rifle. The United States' Gundam - the white and dark blue one - is 19.6 meters tall, 1.1 meters of which is taken up by the head. It is armed with a beam rifle. The match is about to begin."

"Fight!" a simulated male voice declared over a speaker.

Fouad moved his Gundam forward and punched Emma's Gundam with its right fist. Emma's Gundam was knocked back a bit.

Emma made her Gundam jump into the air, then she fired at Fouad's Gundam with the beam rifle in its right hand. The shots hit Fouad's Gundam repeatedly.

Fouad fired at Emma's Gundam repeatedly with the beam rifle in his Gundam's left hand. Emma flew her Gundam forward, out of the way of the beams, and landed her Gundam on top of Fouad's Gundam.

"Overheating!" the simulated male voice of Fouad's Gundam declared.

Emma made her Gundam jump forward, landed behind Fouad's Gundam, and turned around.

Emma fired her Gundam's beam rifle repeatedly, hitting Fouad's Gundam over and over again.

"Overheating!" the simulated male voice of Fouad's Gundam declared.

Emma fired her Gundam's beam rifle repeatedly at Fouad's Gundam, hitting it repeatedly.

"Checkmate!" the simulated male voice of Fouad's Gundam declared.

Fouad's Gundam fell backwards.

"Well done! Glory to the winner!" the simulated male voice declared over a speaker.

"Damn it!" Fouad exclaimed. "How could this happen?!"

"And there you have it. The United States has beaten Lebanon. It wasn't even close. The United States' win is entirely due to pilot Emma Sheen's impressive strategy. Lebanon is out of the competition, but it is allowed to assist another nation of its choice. The United States moves on to Level 4. There will be more coverage on your evening news. Thank you for joining us."

Emma sat in her cockpit, smiling.

"Emma, you did it! You won!" Nina exclaimed.

Emma smiled. "Of course."

"Come on out!"

At Nina's request, Emma shut off the Gundam. The blue glow in the Gundam's eyes disappeared.

Emma opened the cockpit and got out of it and into the elevator.

Emma rode the elevator down to the ground.

Emma walked out of the elevator.

The cockpit of Fouad's Gundam opened. Fouad got out of his cockpit and into his elevator.

He rode his elevator down to the ground.

Fouad walked out of his elevator and over to Emma.

Emma smiled and offered her right hand to Fouad. "Good match."

Fouad shook her hand. "Thank you. I am humbled."

Emma turned and walked over to Murrue.

Murrue smiled. "You won. You kick ass, ma'am."

Emma smiled. "Thank you, sir."

"You may return to Tampa. We'll handle the Gundam transport."

"Thank you, sir."

Emma, Relena, Matilda, Sayla, and Fraw walked over to the car that they had arrived in.

"How bad is it?" Murrue asked.

Nina was looking over some preliminary statistics. "She didn't cause much damage - except for the legs. It shouldn't take long for us to fix it. Other than that, the battery just needs to be recharged, and more coolant needs to be added."

Murrue smiled. "Awesome. Less work and more money for us."

Lunamaria smiled. "Emma rocked today."

Murrue looked at Lunamaria. "Yeah, she was good."

Lucette smiled. "All of that sim training paid off."

Murrue looked at Lucette. "Yep."

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Emma, Relena, Matilda, Sayla, and Fraw were sitting in the airplane. They were sitting in their earlier positions.

They were currently flying back to the United States.

"Lieutenant Sheen, the American evening news will be on shortly. Channel 11."

"Thank you!" Emma called to the pilot.

Emma pressed a button and turned the television in front of them on. She typed 1 1 on the keypad.

The evening news came on.

Peter Jenkins, the lead anchor, was sitting at his desk in New York City.

"Good evening, everyone. The second match of the third level of the First Gundam Tournament was held in Lebanon this afternoon. The participants were Lebanon and the United States. The United States won. It will move on to Level 4. Lebanon, meanwhile, having been eliminated from the tournament, has announced today that it will back the United States in the tournament. We're now at the halfway point of Level 3. We turn to our White House correspondent, Donald Samuelson. Donald, how is the White House reacting to this?"

"Peter, the White House is ecstatic that the United States won its third match and gained a new supporter in this tournament."

"Donald, will the resources of Lebanon be beneficial to the United States?"

"I doubt it, Peter."

"All right. Donald Samuelson, many thanks. Now for the day's other news."

Emma turned off the television.

Relena smiled. "I'm so proud of you."

Emma smiled. "Thanks, sweetie. It was a piece of cake."

"Well, whatever it was, you made it. That's all that matters at the moment. Relax and enjoy your victory. Would you like some music?"

"Yes, please."

Relena pressed a button to turn on the stereo.

She selected a song and pressed Play.

"Shadows of the Night" by Pat Benatar started playing.

Emma closed her eyes and relaxed.

Emma, Relena, Matilda, Sayla, and Fraw walked into Emma and Relena's living room.

Fraw closed and locked the front door.

They dropped their duffel bags onto the floor.

"Who wants some hot Earl Grey tea?" Relena offered.

The rest of the women accepted the offer.

Emma, Relena, Matilda, Sayla, and Fraw sat at the picnic table in their backyard. Relena to Emma's left. Matilda sat to Emma's right. Sayla and Fraw sat across from them, Fraw to Sayla's right.

Wind blew, making their hair blow in the wind.

They each sipped tea to warm themselves up.

"What do we do now?" Relena asked.

Emma shrugged. "Well, I'm Murrue will wanna have a meeting when they get back."

"Who are left in the tournament?" Sayla asked.

Emma thought about that for a moment. "Iran, us, Italy, Japan, Zambia, and Canada."

"2 of those last 4 will be gone in the next 6 days."

"That's right, Fraw. Also, the tournament will be over in 15 days. That's a little over 2 weeks from now."

Matilda's cell phone rang.

Matilda took it out of her jacket's left pocket and answered the call. "Hello? Yes, sir. We'll be right in." Matilda closed her cell phone and put it back into her pocket. "The gang just got back. Murrue wants us in her office."

Emma smiled. "Told ya."

Emma knocked on Murrue's office door.

"Come in."

Emma opened the door and walked into the office. Relena, Matilda, Sayla, and Fraw followed. Fraw closed the door behind her.

Murrue was sitting behind her desk. Sally, Nina, Lucette, Dorothy, Karen, and Lunamaria were sitting in chairs.

Emma saluted Murrue. "Lieutenant Emma Sheen reporting as ordered, sir."

Relena saluted Murrue. "Ensign Relena Peacecraft reporting as ordered, sir."

"At ease, Lieutenant, Ensign."

Emma and Relena relaxed.

Murrue smiled. "We recently got back. I thought it would be nice to have a little celebration."

Emma smiled. "Really?"

Murrue stood up. Sally, Nina, Lucette, Dorothy, Karen, and Lunamaria stood up as well.

Murrue opened her small refrigerator and passed out eleven cans of regular cola. She also took a can for herself.

The women opened their respective cans.

Murrue raised her can. The other eleven women raised their own cans.

Murrue smiled. "I propose a toast - to Emma Sheen, a fucking good pilot!"

"To Emma Sheen!" Sally, Sayla, Fraw, Nina, Lucette, Dorothy, Lunamaria, Karen, Matilda, and Relena exclaimed.

Emma smiled. "Thanks, everyone."

All twelve women took a moment to sip their colas.

Murrue frowned. "Now that we've won our third match, we're in the final 4. We have to work even harder now, because the competition is at a whole new level. Our competitors, whoever they will be, will be the best eighth of the starting group. Also, there's a 1-in-3 chance that we're gonna fight Iran."

Each woman silently thought about that for a moment.

"Emma, I'm going to authorize live exercises. However, until we can get that set up, I want you in the simulator as much as possible. Get in all of the training that you can between now and our next match."

"Yes, sir."

"Nina and Lucette, get the Gundam repaired. Keep everyone that you need as long as you need them."

"Yes, sir."

"Yes, sir."

"Lunamaria and Relena, until the major repairs are done, assist Emma in her sim training."

"Yes, sir."

"Yes, sir."

Sally looked at Dorothy. "Dorothy, help Nina and Lucette with the repairs."

"Yes, sir."

Sally looked at Sayla and Karen. "Sayla, Karen, help Emma with her sim training."

"Yes, sir."

"Yes, sir."

Sally looked at Fraw. "You, too, Fraw."

"Yes, sir."

The women finished their colas in silence.

They dropped their cans in the trash basket.

"Dismissed. Get to work, everyone."

Emma opened the door and walked out of the office. Sayla, Fraw, Relena, Nina, Lucette, Dorothy, Karen, and Lunamaria followed her. Lunamaria closed the door behind her.

Nina smiled at Emma. "I think you'll like what we've done with the simulator. Taking an idea from Dorothy, we've added a second simulator, so you can compete against a human opponent."

Emma smiled. "Cool."

Emma, Sayla, Lunamaria, Karen, Fraw, and Relena entered the simulation room in the base.

Emma got into the first simulator. "Okay, I'm ready."

"Who wants to get spanked?" Lunamaria asked.

Relena walked over to the second simulator. "Well, Emma usually saves that for bed, but I'll let her do it early."

Lunamaria went and stood behind the computer console.

Relena got into the second simulator. "Okay, I'm ready."

Lunamaria made some selections on the computer console. "I switched the program to 2-player mode."

The screens inside the simulators turned on. They displayed a dock. The ocean appeared to Emma's left and Relena's right. A thunderstorm was approaching. There were dark clouds in the sky. Lightning flashed. Emma and Relena heard thunder. There was a light chop to the water.

"Fight!" the simulator's male voice declared.

Emma moved her Gundam forward. She swung the left arm at Relena's Gundam. Relena jumped and avoided the attack. Emma jumped and fired her beam rifle. The blasts hit Relena's Gundam repeatedly. Emma then kicked Relena's Gundam three times with her Gundam's right leg.

"Overheating!"

Emma knew that she had caused damage to Relena's Gundam. She activated her Gundam's thrusters and flew the Gundam into the sky. She fired at Relena's Gundam with her beam rifle.

"Not enough power!"

Emma's Gundam landed back on the dock. The Gundam didn't have enough power for long flights and had to recharge.

The chop in the water was now medium.

Relena came at Emma and kicked her Gundam five times with her Gundam's left leg. Emma punched Relena's Gundam three times with her Gundam's right fist. Then she kicked it three times with her Gundam's right leg.

"Overheating!"

The chop in the water was now heavy. Water was splashing onto the dock.

Emma knew that she was close to victory. She kicked Relena's Gundam five times with her Gundam's right leg.

"Checkmate!"

Relena's Gundam fell down.

"Well done! Glory to the winner!"

The simulation ended. The screens went black.

Emma got out of her simulator.

Relena got out of her simulator.

Relena smiled. "Pretty good, Emma."

Emma smiled. "Thank you, Relena. It was fun."

Murrue and Sally walked into the hangar. Murrue was horny, and she couldn't ignore the feeling between her legs any longer.

"What are we doing here?" Sally asked. "Let's go home."

"I can't wait until we get home, sweetie. I'm horny, and I need you now."

"Now? Where are we going to find the privacy?"

"What about in the cockpit?"

"The cockpit?"

Murrue smiled. "Sure. Other members of my team have done it. They think I don't know, but I do."

Sally smiled. "Likewise."

"Come on. It'll be fun."

"Okay."

Murrue and Sally walked over to the chest area.

Murrue opened the cockpit.

Sally climbed into the cockpit.

Murrue climbed into the cockpit and lied on top of Sally, facing her.

Murrue closed the cockpit.

When their privacy was assured, Murrue kissed Sally on the lips.

Murrue parted her own lips and shoved her tongue into Sally's mouth.

After a while, Murrue finished the kiss.

"I've been wanting to do that all day."

Murrue licked Sally's face repeatedly.

"Mmm, that feels good, sweetie."

Murrue smiled. "I'm glad that you like it. Would you like me to lick lower?"

"Ooh, yes. Please."

"Then you'll have to take off your clothes."

Sally took off her clothes.

Murrue likewise took off her own clothes.

As Japan's third Gundam match approaches, Fa Yuiry is concerned with her performance. Also, the Japanese Gundam team develops a new weapon.

Next on "Mobile Suit Gundam Tournament":

"A Sign of Zeta"

You will race with the tide.