Hello, world of Gundam Fans! This is my first gundam fic, so please read
and review it! Hope you like it! And now, Mobile Suit Rogue Gundam!
I don't own Gundam, but I do own the original characters and the Rogue Gundam itself!
The year is U.C. 0079. The war between the Earth Federal Forces and the Principality of Zeon rages on, now spanning half a year. The White Base has traveled the globe. In Northern China, below the ground, a Zeon team is working on a new mobile suit based on the Federation's own RX-78 gundam, but combining it with Zeon designs. The Federation has no idea about this, but both sides will be shocked at what this new suit will cause...
"Hey, Garron! Garron! I'm TALKING to you, for pete's sake!"
Garron Sakumyo was a 24 year old Zeon pilot. He had been in the first battles fought during the war, and had been transferred to Earth to be the official test pilot for this new mobile suit. With dark brown hair, light gray eyes, and a well built body that suited his still-young face, it was obvious that all the girls would flock around him. But he was always too busy to enjoy the attention. He had never really liked it, anyway The new mobile suit was unlike anything he had seen before. Built around roughly the same frame as the Federation's famous RX-78-2 gundam, it sported green armor, one beam saber, and plenty of thrusters. One thing missing was the V- shaped antenna, which had been replaced for a Zaku-style communications antenna, mounted to the side of the camera on top of it's head. The real thing that made it different from all kinds of mobile suits was the cockpit. Instead of one seat, it held two: one for the pilot, who mostly controlled the suit and it's weapons, and the gunner, who controlled the powerful cannons mounted of the shoulders. "GARRON!" Garron jumped up and hit his head on a panel, and he bent down again, cursing. "Yeah? What is it?" 21 year old Alison Tokemana was looking up at Garron with a skeptical expression. Her short sea green hair fell down to her shoulders, and her light blue eyes scanned Garron, who was covered in grease and filth. A mechanic's overalls and a T-shirt with a Zeon badge covered her body, which was perfect in size and shape. Her looks had attracted plenty of rowdy boys, and she had the same problem as Garron. She had wound up together working on the Gundam with him, as the gunner and main mechanic.
They had instantly taken a liking to each other.
"Get down from there! You've been working like a dog for the last 3 hours! It's time to take a break." Garron reluctantly put down the wrench he was holding, and climbed down the side of the Gundam. When Alison wanted you to do something, you did it. No questions. As his feet touched the ground, she looked at his face, then comically smiled. "You look like you were just thrown into a supertanker filled to the brim, with all the muck on you!" Her face melted into a softer expression, and she hugged him, then, noticing the grease on his back, looked as if she regretted it. "So, did you ask the General about it?" "Yeah, I did. He says that we can have a day off from working on the Gundam and try to go somewhere, like a small village or something tomorrow." Garron grinned. It had been about a month since they had last had any break at all. The new Gundam was almost done, and field testing would begin in less than two weeks. Being a hot-shot pilot, it put a constant amount of stress on him, and he desperately needed a break. The Federation hadn't even come close to their installation, but the ever constant threat was enough to keep him awake at night. Finally, he and Alison would have some time for themselves. It was time to tell her of what he was planning to do...
It was 9 PM the next night. The man in charge of the secret project, General Garth Hyamatoto, had agreed to allow them a night off. Now, they were relaxing in a restaurant, enjoying a pizza and two tall glasses of soda. Alison was content. Even with the war going on, this place was peaceful, without a care. Still, she wanted to get back to the base as soon as possible. There had been reports of Federation mobile suits, called RX- 79 [G] Gundams, passing by not too far away. Once the meal was done and paid for, the couple got into a car the y had borrowed from the base. As they drove away back to the base, she noticed that Garron was unusually tense. "Garron? What's wrong?" she asked softly. Once he looked at her, she knew this was important. "Alison, I have something I want to tell you. I'm going to defect to the Federation, and I'm taking the Gundam with me." She leaned back in her seat, shocked. What was she going to do? Stay loyal to what? Her lover, or her cause. Garron continued. "The tide is turning. The Federation is going to start mass producing mobile suits soon, and most of their pilots are a lot more skilled then us. Take that one guy. Shiro Amada, I think is what his name was. He took down a modified Zaku, that had extra thrusters and had just demolished a team of GMs, and with a Ball, even! No one in here could have done that, save you or me. Everyone's a rookie. Why do you think the Federation's Gundam is so famous? That pilot, Amuro Ray, is a Newtype. He can almost predict what's going to happen next! The Federation's going to win. I can feel it." He looked at Alison, his eyes pleading. "Will you help me? And tell no one?" The turmoil was pounding in Alison's head. Finally, she decided. "Yes, Garron. I will."
End of Chapter one! Hope you liked it! As you can probably tell, I got some help from G Gundam. This chapter just introduces the characters, but the next few should have some action sequences in them. But for now, Adios!
I don't own Gundam, but I do own the original characters and the Rogue Gundam itself!
The year is U.C. 0079. The war between the Earth Federal Forces and the Principality of Zeon rages on, now spanning half a year. The White Base has traveled the globe. In Northern China, below the ground, a Zeon team is working on a new mobile suit based on the Federation's own RX-78 gundam, but combining it with Zeon designs. The Federation has no idea about this, but both sides will be shocked at what this new suit will cause...
"Hey, Garron! Garron! I'm TALKING to you, for pete's sake!"
Garron Sakumyo was a 24 year old Zeon pilot. He had been in the first battles fought during the war, and had been transferred to Earth to be the official test pilot for this new mobile suit. With dark brown hair, light gray eyes, and a well built body that suited his still-young face, it was obvious that all the girls would flock around him. But he was always too busy to enjoy the attention. He had never really liked it, anyway The new mobile suit was unlike anything he had seen before. Built around roughly the same frame as the Federation's famous RX-78-2 gundam, it sported green armor, one beam saber, and plenty of thrusters. One thing missing was the V- shaped antenna, which had been replaced for a Zaku-style communications antenna, mounted to the side of the camera on top of it's head. The real thing that made it different from all kinds of mobile suits was the cockpit. Instead of one seat, it held two: one for the pilot, who mostly controlled the suit and it's weapons, and the gunner, who controlled the powerful cannons mounted of the shoulders. "GARRON!" Garron jumped up and hit his head on a panel, and he bent down again, cursing. "Yeah? What is it?" 21 year old Alison Tokemana was looking up at Garron with a skeptical expression. Her short sea green hair fell down to her shoulders, and her light blue eyes scanned Garron, who was covered in grease and filth. A mechanic's overalls and a T-shirt with a Zeon badge covered her body, which was perfect in size and shape. Her looks had attracted plenty of rowdy boys, and she had the same problem as Garron. She had wound up together working on the Gundam with him, as the gunner and main mechanic.
They had instantly taken a liking to each other.
"Get down from there! You've been working like a dog for the last 3 hours! It's time to take a break." Garron reluctantly put down the wrench he was holding, and climbed down the side of the Gundam. When Alison wanted you to do something, you did it. No questions. As his feet touched the ground, she looked at his face, then comically smiled. "You look like you were just thrown into a supertanker filled to the brim, with all the muck on you!" Her face melted into a softer expression, and she hugged him, then, noticing the grease on his back, looked as if she regretted it. "So, did you ask the General about it?" "Yeah, I did. He says that we can have a day off from working on the Gundam and try to go somewhere, like a small village or something tomorrow." Garron grinned. It had been about a month since they had last had any break at all. The new Gundam was almost done, and field testing would begin in less than two weeks. Being a hot-shot pilot, it put a constant amount of stress on him, and he desperately needed a break. The Federation hadn't even come close to their installation, but the ever constant threat was enough to keep him awake at night. Finally, he and Alison would have some time for themselves. It was time to tell her of what he was planning to do...
It was 9 PM the next night. The man in charge of the secret project, General Garth Hyamatoto, had agreed to allow them a night off. Now, they were relaxing in a restaurant, enjoying a pizza and two tall glasses of soda. Alison was content. Even with the war going on, this place was peaceful, without a care. Still, she wanted to get back to the base as soon as possible. There had been reports of Federation mobile suits, called RX- 79 [G] Gundams, passing by not too far away. Once the meal was done and paid for, the couple got into a car the y had borrowed from the base. As they drove away back to the base, she noticed that Garron was unusually tense. "Garron? What's wrong?" she asked softly. Once he looked at her, she knew this was important. "Alison, I have something I want to tell you. I'm going to defect to the Federation, and I'm taking the Gundam with me." She leaned back in her seat, shocked. What was she going to do? Stay loyal to what? Her lover, or her cause. Garron continued. "The tide is turning. The Federation is going to start mass producing mobile suits soon, and most of their pilots are a lot more skilled then us. Take that one guy. Shiro Amada, I think is what his name was. He took down a modified Zaku, that had extra thrusters and had just demolished a team of GMs, and with a Ball, even! No one in here could have done that, save you or me. Everyone's a rookie. Why do you think the Federation's Gundam is so famous? That pilot, Amuro Ray, is a Newtype. He can almost predict what's going to happen next! The Federation's going to win. I can feel it." He looked at Alison, his eyes pleading. "Will you help me? And tell no one?" The turmoil was pounding in Alison's head. Finally, she decided. "Yes, Garron. I will."
End of Chapter one! Hope you liked it! As you can probably tell, I got some help from G Gundam. This chapter just introduces the characters, but the next few should have some action sequences in them. But for now, Adios!