Okay, just so everybody knows, this IS a crossover, kinda...It has and talks about Gundam's but it doesn't take place in a specific time or show...This is from a Gundam world I thought about just for this crossover. But much of this story will take place on Cybertron and in the TF franchise. Which I still do not own sadly...On with the story!
As a Captain and a team leader I have known that one day I would have to make this choice. No matter how good the pilot or the gundam, or even their luck one day it will never be enough. And you will have to be the one who tells the others that not all of them will make it back home to everything they felt when they stepped into that several stories tall suit. That one of them, or more, will die this day so the others will live to see the future we are helping to forge.
And I have no regrets...
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It started out as a normal day for me.
I was on my ship the Avalon with my mobile suit I have dubbed Archangel. While I technically the ships captain I mostly left it to my XO or my skipper Autumn Groove, who had a better handle of the ship than I could ever have. I was a pilot, I was use to caring for myself and by few team members on a battlefield. Not caring for an entire colony ship and it's people for everyday life and finding a planet to settle on.
Now, back to Archangel.
Archangel is probably one of the best suits we have in the colony, I dare not claim in all of humanity right now. He stood at near 25 ft. (Which is actually short for a gundam) with A grade armor-the best being triple S-. Made of a mix of Titanium, Gundanium, and even some gold. He was built like most Gundam's, with his primary coloring being white. But his secondary colors were red and gold. His servos being red and red trims along his pedes and thrusters. His jet wings and most of his limbs had single red stripes on them while his 'skin' under his armor was golden color-even though it was not all made of gold- plus the fins on the side of his head were also that cold color with red tips and he had this 'halo' that was over his helm that was gold color too. He had the classic Gundam facemask and blue visor covering his green optics-why they are a different color I have no clue-.
Now, onto his weapons, which I think are some of the best.
He has the classic beam sword and a Gundanium shield. But instead of a beam rifle he has twin beam pistols and he has a Gundanium sword as well. Archangel is a melee fighter and was possibly one of the best in combat when he was up close and personal. And his armor made it so he could take a few hits if the combatant tried to keep him at a distance.
He is also one of their fastest out there in the troop here going at near mach 8 in his jet mode. Mach 2 when in his battle mode.
But what makes him and any other so deadly is one key factor...
His pilot, me.
We are combined by a very powerful and even dangerous neural interface that makes it so he and I are almost one. Everything he feels I feel, everything I feels he does too. While Archangel is not sentient and doesn't even have something like the legendary Ebyon System he is more than just a suit to me. He is my family.
We have never lost a fight, or a pilot, or even a gundam in all our time keeping this colony fleet together and in one piece. Nor have we ever used our final move.
The Broken Halo.
I have run every simulation possible as well as checking what damage it could do, and I know one thing about said move.
It truly is a FINAL move...One that if ever used, I doubt either I or Archangel will return from using.
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:::Gadget move to your left! Cover Cross before his armor breaches!:::
:::Captain! I've lost my shields! I have to pull back before-ARGH!:::
:::Spirit!:::
:::I got her Capt! Taking her back to the fleet now!:::
:::God damn that wormhole! It's becoming even more unstable! we have to-:::
:::Tracker?! Tracker! Answer me dammit!:::
I cursed loudly as my physical sword cleaved through another raider. My armor was cracked and my fuel levels were low. As I used my shield to protect me from blaster fire I scanned the area.
We had been launched when several raiders in mobile suits attacked the green ships, the ones that grew the colonies food and also the water supply. But the 'environment' we met on wasn't pleasant.
On top of being in a nebula-which makes almost every type of scanner useless-we were dangerously close to a unstable wormhole. Wormholes are unpredictable at BEST when STABLE. For all we knew a stray shot could wipe out everything in range, including the solar system that was the destination of the fleet with a marked planet for colonization.
This battle was bloody and not one of my time-including myself-did not get away unscathed. And if nothing was done I would loose one of them...I could not allow this.
And so, I made my choice...
:::All units...Fall back! Retreat to the safe point in grid section H and hold position!:::
:::What?!:::
:::Captain! You cannot be serious! That's bull-:::
:::NOW GUNDAM'S!:::
:::...Yes sir...:::
Once they launched off and headed for that direction-and far out of range- I collapsed my shield and pulled out my beam sword. It's green glow turning on almost instantly going to the same length as my physical sword. My jet wings split apart into three smaller ones on each side, beginning to glow and draw in energy from all around me. As the gemstone in Archangel's chest began to glow as well.
"I was a warrior of the heaven's...A bringer of justice...Now I have been dammed to hell and your executioner..." My voice came out of the speakers so all could hear as my thrusters activated, taking me higher and closer to the wormhole. My swords-both of them-soon began to glow and the light in my wings got so strong that it made them look solidified into two large, almost feathered wings. Truly wings of a angel. And my halo began to glow and tremble.
:::Captain! What the hell are you doing?!:::
:::My duty is to the fleet and to you all Armorbrand, I vowed that none shall die while I lead. Not as long as I held breath and my soul here. If it is my fate I shall take it in stride, I leave you in charge of our Gundam's...And XO Groove in charge of the fleet, I know you will both honor what I have started:::
:::Ca-:::
:::Armor...Chad...Please...Let me do this::::
:::I...God dammit Selena...You always have to be the frikkin' hero...:::
:::I am a Willflame...It is my duty to be one:::
:::Godspeed Captain Selena Willflame...May I see you you at the crosssroads:::
:::And may you be in heaven half an hour before the devil knows your dead Chad Blackheart:::
::::Archangel, signing out:::
I finally came to a stop in front of the unstable wormhole, the raiders just below me and trying to shoot me down. I was getting warming signs as I reached over max charge. Finally taking both my swords I circled them in front of me, making a ring of pure energy twice as large as my gundam.
"May God give you the mercy I lack..." I whispered as I finally did it.
"FINAL MOVE: BROKEN HALO!"
The Halo on Archangel shattered and I gave a loud war cry as raw energy surged through me, ignoring the pain and the fact it seemed it was going straight to my soul. I slashed my swords in a X motion as I launched through the circle, shattering it as well and I launched towards my target at near speed of light with the power of 100 suns.
Shooting right past the raiders...
And into the heart of the unstable wormhole.
I felt no pain as white filled my vision and my body as the explosion took place. It would take everything in range and destroy it. My team...My fleet...They would be safe, and at peace...My friends would take care of them...
And I...Was at peace...
Third Person P.O.V.
****At Battle scene****
The colony fleet searched the battle scene for days...Looking for their captain, their friend in the destruction...
Until they found one SHRED of proof that said Selena Willflame, coded named Archangel was gone...
The broken remains of the halo that once dorned her gundam's head...
But those who knew her best, could not believe she simply died...That this was the end of her story
But really that she had another battle to fight, one that she will not need to be the hero of...One that will finally grant her the peace she needed...
*****On Cybertron****
For several of their vorns war raged on Cybertron, the battle between Autobots and Decepticons.
Brother against brother as it ravaged and destroyed the planet and it slowly became a shell of it's former glory...
One cycle, in a fierce battle near the glorious and beautiful neutral city of Crystal City a light almost as bright as Primus'es spark filled the sky, making the two warring sides to stop and cover their optics. And as the light faded they looked up to the eternally star filled sky to see a slightly dimmer shooting star falling towards the city...
Towards a new fate
Phew! I'm so glad I got that finished, it's been bugging me for WEEKS and I haven't been able to do anything about it until now. I hoped you guys liked it. I had fun writing it all out. So don't forget to R&R and all that stuff! I hope to update any of my stories and write new ones soon. Have a Happy New Year everybody!
-Shimmering Dawnstar signing off-