Gundam Revolution: Part 1
A Stormy Night Ahead
It was a cold night, but not for those living in colonies up among the stars. Or for those with luxuries surpassing the average man's dreams. But for Stephen Maxwell, aboard a small freight carrier ship on the cold sea, it was a cold night. Why was he out there? He himself was wondering this question. But then he remembered: If this freighter hadn't made this trip, he wouldn't have gotten his Gundam. Using the original DeathScythe Gundam used by his father for a model, he was very pleased with what it turned out to be. Spray splashing up onto the deck, it wasn't the best day to do this, but it was his only chance. Another wave splashed onto the deck, then another, until it became like clockwork: splash, pause, splash, pause. But there was something unusual about the waves: they got faster and faster and bigger and bigger at the same time. What is happening? It's just not right. Then next came the shadows. Stephen saw a shadow streak across the water, belonging to no certain object or thing. It would disappear and mix with other shadows and reappear without warning. It floated about without reason, so quick, and it looked as if it was avoiding the ship. Things are getting creepy now. Stephen thought. Then suddenly, the shadow turned into a Zachu Mobile Suit, a red one. "Ahoy, Captain! Enemy Mobile Suit to the Starboard!"
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A Stormy Night Ahead
It was a cold night, but not for those living in colonies up among the stars. Or for those with luxuries surpassing the average man's dreams. But for Stephen Maxwell, aboard a small freight carrier ship on the cold sea, it was a cold night. Why was he out there? He himself was wondering this question. But then he remembered: If this freighter hadn't made this trip, he wouldn't have gotten his Gundam. Using the original DeathScythe Gundam used by his father for a model, he was very pleased with what it turned out to be. Spray splashing up onto the deck, it wasn't the best day to do this, but it was his only chance. Another wave splashed onto the deck, then another, until it became like clockwork: splash, pause, splash, pause. But there was something unusual about the waves: they got faster and faster and bigger and bigger at the same time. What is happening? It's just not right. Then next came the shadows. Stephen saw a shadow streak across the water, belonging to no certain object or thing. It would disappear and mix with other shadows and reappear without warning. It floated about without reason, so quick, and it looked as if it was avoiding the ship. Things are getting creepy now. Stephen thought. Then suddenly, the shadow turned into a Zachu Mobile Suit, a red one. "Ahoy, Captain! Enemy Mobile Suit to the Starboard!"
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