This is my first attempt at a fanfic, so I'd appreciate any constructive comments! Thanks!
Title: Mobile SuitGundam Seed: Reloaded
History:
The year is Cosmic Era (C.E) 137.
Following the epic wars that broke out throughout the later half of the last century, the Earth and the PLANTs are finally at peace. Weapons of mass destruction have been banned and utterly decommissioned. The military arms of both sides are largely disbanded, with only token peacekeeping forces. The blood feud between the Coordinators and the Naturals has been nullified by the invention of certain methods that enable Naturals to be enhanced with the abilities of Coordinators without the need for in-vitro genetic manipulation. Crowding at the Lagrange Points and the immense amount of space debris prevents further space colony construction and poses serious threats to safety in Earth orbit. The human population on Earth and within the PLANTs grew to the point where further expansion was unsustainable. In desperation, the Joint PLANT - Earth Security Combine (JPESC) authorised immense terraforming and colonisation projects on Mars and Venus. The combined efforts of both sides soon brought about swift success with the most successful project on Mars hosting over four hundred thousand people.
However, as the economic and political clout of the Martian and Venusian worlds grew, so did resentment against the JPESC administration. Many felt that the JPESC was exploiting them for their labour and their resources. In the year C.E. 130, Mars declared independence from the JPESC, as did Venus shortly after. This caused severe economic disruption and social unrest in the JPESC due to the interruption of irreplacable supplies from the colonies.
Faced with a critical situation, the JPESC secretly reinstated a new military wing, the Offensive Military Emergency Guardian Alliance (OMEGA), to deal with the breakaway worlds. They needed to be quick, so rather than develop new weapons afresh, OMEGA rapidly reintroduced old-model Mobile Suits (MSs) and Mobile Armours (MAs), along with various space warships fitted with new propulsion engines capable of interplanetary travel. Within two years, the OMEGA Fleet hit Venus first. The mostly unprepared Venusians were overrun swiftly, but some factions managed to cobble together a desperate defense, countering with reintroduced old-model MSs and MAs of their own, and employing Cyclops Systems. They held out for a year and a half, enough for word to reach Mars.
The Martians looked back into history, to the times of the First Century wars to find suitable ways to defend themselves. They realised the key to victory in battle often lay in the hands of a select few, those powerful MSs called GUNDAMs...
And thus, from the available resources, they built their First Three: Justice, Providence, Freedom.
And so it begins...
Phase 1 - Theft!
"Infiltrators!"
"What-!"
"Down by the hangars! They're - " The transmission cut off.
"There's only three of them! Get them!"
At that moment, the precisely placed explosives detonated across the base.
Fireballs blossomed into the pink-tinted sky. Pillars of smoke formed. Klaxons sounded.
Pandemonium. Bedlam. Exactly as planned.
In a hangar built into a butte of solid rock, rested the three prizes they had come to claim.
Their onset was fast, furious. Bullets flew. And thus the guards died.
Akira Nara jumped to his feet, drawing his Waltfelt M34 semi-automatic pistol as he did. He ran for the sheltered hangar, to try and stop them.
The first leaped into the winged Mobile Suit. Rapidly reprogramming its Operating System (OS), he soon had it at full operational capability. Eyelens sensors flashing, the mighty machine broke free of its restraining harness as it turned white and blue. Advanced Phase Shift (APS) armour activated, the massive MS spread its wings and took to the air.
"Stop Freedom! Shoot it down!" came the order. Those pilots foolish enough to try had their MS neatly holed.
The Gundam's form wavered, became indistinct, and disappeared from view.
"Mirage Colloid. We can't detect it!"
The second boarded a Gundam sporting a large backpack/subflight lifter. It turned a delicate shade of maroon as its APS started up. A short hard boost from its thrusters sent it into the sky. A spiraling beam boomrang cut down the surviving MSs.
Akira reached the hangar just as it took off, the backwash forcing him to slit his eyes. Only one, one last one, he thought.
He struggled into the hangar. The third was already in the Gundam's cockpit, and the doorflaps were closing.
A chance for only one shot...
He took swift but careful aim. The trigger was drawn back. The firing pin slammed home. Gunpowder ignited. In a swirl of smoke, the bullet exited the muzzle. Accelerating, the projectile whizzed across the space between them and struck in the middle of the third's head.
Grimly exuberant, he climbed the two-storey-high staircase to the boarding platform. (At least, I've still got you...), he thought.
His mood soon turned to one of disgust. The impact of the bullet had smashed the would-be hijacker's head. There was blood everywhere. But there was no time, and...
He carried the body out and dumped the corpse onto the platform. Jumping into the sticky,reddened seat, he completed sealing the cockpit.
"General Unlimited Nuclear-powered Defensive Action Mobile-suit" appeared on the screen.
He hailed the Control Tower: "This is Akira Nara. I'm pursuing the stolen Gundams!"
Without waiting any longer, he reprogrammed the OS, engaged APS, and cleared the massive hangar bay doors.
"MDF-X70G, you are cleared for launch. Your IFF code is now in service."
"Akira Nara, Providence, launching!"
The immense machine soared into the sky, hunting its sister suits...