Elvengirl10: Hello all! Elvengirl10 here with her fourth, yes that's right, fourth Fire Emblem fanfic. Not bad huh?

Sain: She's been working on this one for awhile now. The idea's exitsted since about...February?

Elvengirl: Around there, yeah. I wanted to make my own Gundam series, so this is the result. Basically, the only pre-requisits for this fic are that you have to know what Fire Emblem, and have a basic knowledge of what Gundam is.

Sain: What is GUNDAM?

Elvengirl: It's an anime franchise, that runs kinda like Fire Emblem, where there are many different series, all having nothing to do with each other, (Except if it's a direct sequel or OAV movie) yet are all connected by similarities. In this case, Giant Fighting Robots.

Sain: Cool. And I get to pilot one?

Elvengirl: Yup. It's why I've been planning for a long time. So within this fic you'll see mobile suits from Gundam Seed, Gundam Seed Destiny, and G-Gundam, plus some of my own creations. I hope you all enjoy this. As well, please treat this as a gundam series...and please note that there will be character deaths, but I'm not gonna spoil who.

Sain: I really hope it's not me.

Elvengirl: How could I kill you?

Disclaimer: I don't own Fire Emblem, Gundam Seed, Gundam Seed Destiny, or G-Gundam.

" 'suki-chan! I'm bored," moaned a young boy from the back of a small jeep. He was about fifteen years of age, with large blue eyes amd unruly black hair. His clothing was simple, blue pants, a black shirt, and a blue jacket. A white baseball cap sat backwards on his head.
"I'm sorry to here that Omitachi," replied his companion, a young female of nineteen, "but I can't do anything about it. I can't will a gundam fight to start in front of us."
"Can't we go back to the city? There's always a fight happening there."
"No. Those fights aren't worth reporting. The real fights always happen out here in the wilderness."
'suki, or rather Misuke, to use her full name, grinned. The Gundam fight was what she lived for. Every four years, Misuke would drive around Lycia in her small jeep as a freelance reporter, reporting on the Gundam fights as they happened. Misuke loved Gundams. She loved watching them, amazed at how a machine so large could be so nimble. One thing Misuke longed to do was go to the colonies in space and watch the gundams as they were created. Sighing, Misuke looked in the rear-view mirror. A pair of bright green eyes stared back at her. Her hair was cut short and was a light brown. A purple bowl-shaped hat sat on her headm along with a pair of googles. She wore a blue shirt and pants, along with a silver vest and brown boots. Brown biking boots covered her hands. With a yawn she stretched and looked up at the sky.

"I'll admit that this is somewhat boring," she said, bracing herself for a victory speech from Omi. There was none. Misuke turned to look at her companion, who pointed to a small computer screen on the dashboard. The dark green screen presented two yellow dots, representing gundams, about twenty miles away from them. Misuke looked up to see the mechanical giants towering over the trees. She looked at Omi and grinned.
"Told ya'" she laughed, before accelerating in the direction of the fight, throwing on her googles as she did so.
"So what models were those?" asked Omi, sliding into the front seat as the small jeep sped along the forest path.
"I believe it was Neo-Pherea's Shining Gundam, piloted by Eliwood, son of Marquess Elbert, and Neo-Ostia's Bolt Gundam, piloted by Hector, the current "Gundam of Gundams."" Misuke responded.
"Wow. but aren't Hector and Eliwood best friends?"
"Yeah. It must be a sparring match. I certainly don't see an offical hanging around."
"That's true. Hey Misuke, where'd the Gundams go?" asked Omi, looking around.
"Uh oh...did I go to far?" she asked before looking up, only to see a large metal foot descending down upon them. Misuke threw the jeep into gear, escaping just as the foot came down.

"Nice one," gasped Omi, grabbing his cheast, "You almost got us killed."
"Sorry. I had no idea we were so close."
"Hey! Are you alright?" A young man with sandy-blond hair was running up to them. He was tall and thin. His clothing was simple: blue jeans, a white shirt, and a blue jacket with a creast on the shoulder. Misuke blinked. The creast was that of a sword and axe crossed behind a crown. The creast of Neo-Ostia.
"Yes, we're fine. Just a little rattled, that's all," Misuke replied sheepishly.
"Oh good. Lord Hector was worried that he'd stepped on you," the man replied, before waving to the now still gundam. "They're okay Lord Hector!"
"That's good to hear," a voice muttered as a figure lowered himself down from his gundam. Misuke and Omi looked over. Lord Hector of Neo-Ostia was walking toward them. Misuke blushed. For all the times she had reported on his fights and exploits, this was the first time she had come face-to-face with them. She looked at him intently. He was tall and well-built, his muscles apparent through the black spandex fight-suit he wore. His face was set in grim determination. His blue eyes filled with a fire. His short hair, also blue, was a mess.
"Now who are you?" he asked, "and what were you doing here?"
"My name is Misuke Hiko, and I'm a free lance reporter. My companion is Omi Takachi. We saw your gundams engaged in combat and decided to investigate. I'm sorry if we inconvienced you somehow."
"No, it's alright. I was losing anyway. I'm Hector, Gundam fighter of Neo-Ostia."

"It's very nice to meet you," Misuke smiled, "and was your opponent Lord Eliwood of Neo-Pherea?"
"Impressive. You must be quite the journalist. Yeah, it was Eliwood."
"So who are you?" Omi asked the man who had first approached them.
"I'm Matthew, one of the ground crew for the Bolt Gundam. I'm also a mobile suit pilot."
"For what suit?" Omi's eyes gleamed with curiosity.
"I can't say. Top secret info, you know," Matthew replied with a laugh and a wink. Hector glared at him.
"So Hector, who'd you almost step on?" came a voice. Hector turned to watch his friend approach. Misuke gasped. The figure that came around the Bolt Gundam was Lord Eliwood of Neo-Pherea. The gundam fight second only to Hector. His blue eyes smiled, and his short red hair blew in the wind.
"This is Misuke, a reporter, and her companion Omi. They were just passing through." Hector replied.
"I see. Nice to meet you Misuke," Eliwood smiled, holding out a hand covered in the red spandex-like material of his battle suit, "I'm Eliwood of Neo-Pherae."
"The pleasure's all mine," Misuke replied, taking his hand. Eliwood brought it up to his lips, brushing against Misuke's hand slightly. Misuke blushed red. Things like this never happened to her. Omi snickered softly behind her. Misuke glared at him.

"We're sorry for intruding on your sparring match," Misuke smiled, regaining her composure.
"Wait, how'd you know it was a sparring match?" asked Eliwood.
"There's no sign on the officials," Omi replied. Misuke nodded in agreement.
"That's true," Matthew agreed, looking around as if trying to spot one.
"I guess we'll be off now," Misuke muttered. Being around these lords, as friendly as they were, was makingher rather flustered.
"Misuke, you are passing up an interview with two of the best Gundam fighters in Lycia. What's wrong with you?" Omi ended the comment by boxing Misuke over the ears.
"Besides, the next town's no where near here, and you're low on fuel," Matthew stated. Misuke glanced at the fuel gauge. he was right.
"You can stay with us," Eliwood offered with a smile, "We have plently of food and fuel."
Omi looked hopefully at Misuke, even resorting to the puppy-dog eyes. Misuke was about to deny the gracious offer, when her stomach growled loudly.
"Alright," she sighed, "We accept."

About an hour later, Misuke and Omi sat in a small campfire circle, waiting for dinner to cook. After arriving at Hector and Eliwood's base camp, they had met a few new people.

Along with Matthew, Hector's other companion was Oswin, a knight of Neo-Ostia and self-appointed bodyguard of Hector. Oswin had a stern face but his smile came easily. It was clear that Oswin had faced combat many times in the past. Misuke shivered. Oswin smiled and placed his jacket around her shoulders. It was the same as Matthew's, only several sizes larger. She looked at him. Oswin wore the same blue pants, but had a black t-shirt instead. His boots were brown and worn.

"Won't you be cold, Oswin-san?" Misuke asked.

"Nah, I'll be fine," Oswin laughed.

"But you might catch a cold," warned one of Eliwood's companions.

"I'll be okay Lowen," Oswin sighed, annoyed. Misuke tried to smother a laugh. Lowen was a knight of Neo-Pherea and was clearly new to the job. Lowen's bangs were very long and covered his eyes quite well. His clothing consisted of a red jacket and red pants, with a white t-shirt underneath. Lowen caught on to Misuke's expression and blushed.

"Lowen, pay attention!" barked Marcus. Lowen jumped. Marcus was an older man and head of the Knights of Neo-Pherae. His face was always stern, permanently creased with a frown. His beard and hair were gray. Unlike his charge, Eliwood, Marcus wore more conservative clothing. Red dress pants and a white dress shirt worked for him. Misuke wondered how those clothes lasted, with the occupation he was in.

Misuke sighed and looked up at the Gundams. The setting sun caused shadows, accenting some parts and shadowing others. Misuke studied the Bolt Gundam. Most of the armour was black, except for the non-gaurded parts, which were grey. Misuke took one last look before glancing at Hector, who was currently yelling at Matthew for some reason. She stared at Hector's body, noticing similarities between it and the Bolt Gundam. 'That must be why he's so good,' she thought, before turning to examine the Shining Gundam. The remaining sunlight reflected off the white armour, gleaming off the yellow antennea, turning them to gold. The blue chest was shadowed to navy in the light of the fading sun. The Shining Gundam was less bulky than the Bolt Gundam, clearly built for speed as opposed to power. 'The Shining Gundam's very similar to Lord Eliwood. That's interesting how the Gundam emulate their pilots, or vice versa'.

"Misuke, you still there?" asked Omi. Misuke blinked and shook her head.

"Yeah. Sorry, guess I zoned out." Misuke gave a nervous laugh.

"Well, you zoned out long enough," Lowen grinned, "Dinner's ready."

"Hey Misuke, what are you looking at?" asked Hector, later that evening. It was dark now and the moon was high. The stars twinkled brightly.

"I'm just looking at the stars, Lord Hector," Misuke replied, "I usually do before I go to bed."

"I see," Hector sat down beside her and looked skyward, "They're very different to see in space."

"They are? But stars are so far away. Wouldn't they still look like little dots?"

"Yes and no. There aren't any close by, but they're everywhere, not just in the sky. If the sky even exists in space," Hector laughed. Misuke smiled.

"My friend, Yuuto, who lived in the same village as Omi and I, said that stars provide hope, because even when a star dies, we get their light."

"That's very true. Look, there's a shooting star. Make a wish."

Misuke smiled and nodded. She liked the thought that a lord, such as Hector, believed that old wive's tale. They were silent for a few more minutes.

"I'm going to go to bed now. Goodnight, Lord Hector," Misuke nodded, getting up and heading to her and Omi's sleeping area.

"Goodnight, Misuke," Hector replied.

The next morning came quickly. Misuke awoke to Omi yelling at Matthew as to how to fill their jeep with fuel.

"How could you not have done this before?" Omi sighed.

"Everything in space is either solar powered or eletric. You don't need fuel!" Matthew replied, equally as frustrated.

"Let me do it," Oswin muttered, barging in and proceeding to fill up the jeep. Omi and Matthew glared at him. Oswin just shook his head. Misuke smiled and went to go get breakfast.

"Quite the exchange," Lowen remarked, handing Misuke a plateful of sausages.

"Indeed," Misuke replied, "So, where are you off to next?"

"We're heading back to Ostia," replied Hector, coming into the kitchen-area, "My brother needs me for something."

"I see."

"How about you, Misuke?" asked Lowen, fixing a plate for Hector.

"I don't know. We usually just drive around looking for Gundam fights," Misuke shrugged.

"Well, if you stick with us, I could probably get you an interview with my brother," Hector offered.

"That's right. Uther of Neo-Ostia's practically a legend," Misuke blushed at Hector's indignant look. She had really put her foot in her mouth there. "I'd also like an interview with you, Lord Hector," she added quickly, hoping to remedy the situation. "It'd be really interesting to get two different perspectives."

"Alright, but we'll have to do it later. Hey, Marcus, we just about ready?"

"Yes, Lord Hector," Marcus replied.

"What are they doing?" asked Misuke, quizzically.

"Loading the Gundams onto transporters. I don't wanna be using the Bolt all day, plus it cuts the Gundam's power supply. The transporters also recharge the gundams and we can fix them on the go to."

"That's amazing," Misuke said with wide-eyes. Omi was going to have to get better at his hacking skills. She hadn't even heard of this technology. It only fueled her desire to the colonies even more. Misuke walked over to the transporters, which resembled two flatbet trucks, only much larger. Both the Bolt and Shining gundams stood on top of one, the feet locked into metal grooves in the floor. Wires were also attached to the legs to aid in the recharging process.

"Nice contraption?" smiled Eliwood, appearing beside her. Misuke nodded.

"I'll have to take a closer look sometime," she said.

"Feel free. My father helped to design it. It's used by gundam fighters everywhere." Eliwood looked up at the transporter proudly.

"Really, that's amazing. But then...Lord Elbert was more a scientist than a fighter." Misuke paused, "What's wrong Lord Eliwood? Did I say something stupid?"

"No. It's just that...my father went missing six months ago..."

"Oh...I'm sorry to hear that." Misuke looked away uncomfertably. She really needed to start thinking before she acted.

"It's alright, but should you, as a journalist, come across any information..."

"...You'll be the first to know."

"So Matthew, why are you riding with us?" asked Omi from the front seat of the jeep as they drove along, heading for Ostia, the current capital of Lycia. Behind them drove the two transporters.

"Well, our transporter only holds two people up front. Oswin drives, and then there's Lord Hector. And Neo-Pherae's filled to."

"So where do you usually go?"

"In the back most times...but since you lovely people are here..." Matthew grinned.

"Gundams?" Misuke gasped, glancing at the radar. She looked up. Indeed, two gundams stood before them, blocking the road. Misuke stopped suddenly, almost causing a three-car, two-gundam pile-up.

"Blast it Misuke! What was that?" came Hector's irate voice.

"In front of you, my lord," Misuke replied. Hector looked. In front of him were two gundams. One looked like something out of an old TV-show, the other somewhat like an old samurai.

"It's Neo-Caelin's Nobel Gundam, piloted by the Lady Lyndis, and Neo-Araphen's Rising Gundam, piloted by a Limstella Saigou," Misuke informed the two lords.

"And something tells me they won't let us go without a fight," Eliwood sighed.

Elvengirl: So, what did you all think? I'm not really sure what updates will be like with this fic, so let's just say they'll come when they do. Chapter two is really long, like twelve to fourteen pages in my notebook, so it'll take me awhile to type up. Plus I gotta start writing chapter three...and then there's all my other fics, and my busy life...So yeah, until next time.

Sain: Please, Read and review. Let Elvengirl know what you think? Good? Okay? Could be better? How to improve? No flames though, constructive criticism'd be nice though.