Gundam Storm.
Welcome to a story from another franchise that I have loved for many years, this is the first time for me and I hope you all enjoy it.
This story is rated (M) and the themes include: some usage of drugs, alcohol, war, politics and incest (between the brother and sister main characters), yes I know, you're more than likely thinking to yourselves, you sick bastard (and you would be right.)
Main Characters.
Max Flare 18: An American Gundam pilot and one of two remaining members of the Flare family, he is reckless and very proud of his abilities, he often rivals with his best friend and brother in arms Flynn McAlister when defeating his enemies, he is very protective of his twin sister the last remaining blood relative he has left. He has a special ability that only he, his sister, Flynn and Sakura have.
Flynn McAlister 19: A Scottish Gundam pilot and rival to Max Flare, he is cool calm and collected but also has a reckless streak, he charges headlong into battle, he seeks a new destiny for the human race beyond years of conflict.
Sasha Flare 18: the older twin sister of Max, she is kind and considerate but is often a left disappointed in her brother's reckless nature, she hides her feelings from Max, due to her uncertainty about them, as a Gundam pilot, she fights long range giving her brother support from a distance but isn't afraid to get in close range combat to save the ones she cares about.
Sakura Rose 22: Half Japanese/British Gundam pilot, she is cold and ruthless who shares no love or interest in the other Gundam pilots, she is prepared to sacrifice her teammates if it means she can fulfil her long awaited revenge against the person that killed her clan as well as her lover, she is even willing to steal weapons from her teammates preventing them from fighting properly.
Operation 1: Tides of Tomorrow
(10 Years prior to the main story)
Running through the streets of the Martian colony, a young boy with short brown hair bypassed security with the intent of leaving the colony for Earth, he looked back in hopes that his brother wasn't following him. His search for a ship continued through the streets that seemed to continue winding, "cannot stand this place, I want to find another home away from my family," the boy whispered to himself determined to leave his current home.
"Flynn? Where are you bro?!" an older voice called out for the young boy.
"Sorry big brother, I want to be on Earth," Flynn whispered to himself, hiding from his older brother who was searching, obvious signs of concern etched on his face.
"Flynn, come on home, mom and dad are concerned about you!" Flynn's brother continued to call for him.
Flynn took the opportunity to run into the hanger, evading his brother's gaze, "sorry Scott, but my choice has been made," Flynn whispered with a smile, he looked up at the top of the colony, groups of mobile suits flew overhead, showing off the colonies might to the citizens, 'we were promised no war,' Flynn sneered at the mobile suits, entering a ship the young boy moved quickly to hide behind the supplies that were meant for Earth.
"Sir the ship is ready to take off," a soldier saluted to his superior officer.
With the ship leaving orbit, Flynn turned his attention to the red planet, where his home was, but he remained resolved on his own personal mission, 'I am finally going to Earth,' the young boy thought to himself with a smirk, resting between the secured crates, hidden from the soldiers that patrolled the ship.
"Sir we have a stowaway," one of the men told his commanding officer.
"Oh crap," Flynn whispered to himself, caught off guard by his detection.
Suddenly the sounds of gun fire echoed through the halls of the ship, Flynn hid behind a group of crates as blood started to trickle down the hallway, another group of men ran up to the hall, this time taking cover around the corner, Flynn entered the room while trying to avoid the crossfire between the two groups, he scanned the area again, sneaking through the darkened room, as the bullets in the hallway reverberated loudly as more men cried out in pain, "filthy colonial forces!" the commander yelled out in frustration with the intensification of the gunfire becoming ever obvious.
Jumping into a capsule the boy curled up and started shaking, tears rolling down his face as fear started to take hold, "big brother, mom, dad, I am sorry for running away," as the echoes got louder and closer to him.
(8 days later)
A little boy with short brown hair walked up to a much older male, with the same hair colour, they were approaching a pond with their fishing rods read to catch their dinner, "well little brother, let's see who catches the biggest fish today," the older male challenged his little brother to a friendly contest.
A girl with long blonde hair walked slowly through the forest with her fishing rod, wanting to catch up with the brothers, 'why do my brothers always leave me behind?' she questioned herself, stomping irritably at her brothers' constantly stomping her way towards the lake that her brothers would constantly fish at. Sasha looked up once again at the clear blue skies, peering through the trees seeing the clouds dot the scenery, but was quick to notice the dark clouds approaching from beyond the mountain peaks, "better get my Max and Trent back home," she reminded herself as rumbles of thunder were heard from a distance away.
"Big brother, when will we catch our dinner?" A young boy complained about the lack of fish biting, holding his fishing rod in hopes that something would bite the bait at the end of the line.
"Calm down Max," an older male replied to his younger brother, "the fish can sense your irritation, fishing is about patience," the teenager informed Max, noticing the welling frustration becoming ever obvious.
(on a faraway colony 6 years before the main story)
A regal man rested in his bed, turning his gaze to a young female with medium length red hair, "S-Stella… I don't have long before my time comes," he reminded his daughter tiredly.
"Dad, what would you have me do?" she asked her father with concern.
The man breathed heavily, his weakening gaze fixed on his eldest child, "Luna is to become queen, she has the ability, yet she doesn't know it," the king told the princess.
"Yes, I know that dad, but I don't think Solaris will accept it," Stella reminded her father of her concerns about her younger brother, remembering how jealous he would get if he found out about Luna's elevation towards the throne, "but Luna isn't ready yet, she still has a lot to learn," she continued to remind her father of the obvious concerns about her sister taking over.
"Yes, that is true, she is much too young to be taking over as queen, this colony still needs a leader otherwise the ones that made it possible will have ultimately failed," the King explained to his daughter about his concerns as well.
"Sire, let me take over as steward," the king's trusted friend requested, the king nodded in agreement, coughing violently from his illness, "Luna has left for Earth, our colony isn't fully operational, so getting help from Earth and the other colonies is important for us," the trusted friend pointed out his concerns as the king continued to fade.
"That's right dad, we have only just started building, but we still need some help," Stella responded to her father's friend.
"Stella, please watch over….Luna," the king issued his request.
"Yes father, I will be heading out," Stella replied calmly, grabbing her father's hand, watching him pass away, trying to remain strong, but the grief was too strong to hold back, "father," she cried out at her now deceased father.
"So the old bastard finally croaked," a male voice echoed through the room.
Stella turned to the younger male, tears streaming down her face, noticing that her brother was smirking at the lifeless body of his father, "Solaris, don't talk about dad like that!" Stella snarled at her brother.
"Yeah whatever, nothing will be protecting our sister now, since father is dead," Solaris pointed out maliciously, he turned away from his grief stricken older sister and started walking away, "if you want Luna to survive to become queen, you better stop me," Solaris goaded his older sister into action.
"Vulcan, you stay as steward, I will go and prevent the death of my sister," Stella instructed her family's friend, rushing off without realising the true intentions of the man.
"Yes ma'am," he whispered darkly, turning his attention to the king who rested peacefully, "now that your two daughters and sons are about to enter into a conflict with Earth Forces, I will take this opportunity to remove the filth that you allowed to work with us," he stated with a smirk, watching the two ships preparing to leave, for Earth and the battles that ensued.
"Ma'am Solaris has got a head start," one of the soldiers stated viciously, waiting for the princess to enter the ship.
"Yeah, I know, but our mission isn't to kill either Solaris or Luna, we need to bring them back here," Stella explained the mission to the soldiers, clenching her fists as she watched her brother getting a head start, "I will not let him end Luna's life, she is destined to be queen, I have sacrificed my right to be queen," Stella entered the ship and waited for it to take off in pursuit.
"We're ready for take-off," the solider informed the woman quickly.
"Do we have our mobile suit fleet?" The Princess asked the soliders.
"Yes ma'am," the soldiers replied calmly, showing the purple mobile suits with a yellow Mobile suit in the middle, "even your personal mobile suit is here as well."
"Good, because Solaris has his mobile suit as well," Stella replied quickly, she sat on the commander's chair and signalled for the ship to take-off.
Flaring up, the boosters lifted the ship of the ground, picking up speed and passed the atmosphere of the Earth-like planet, rushing towards their target which had a head start, Stella peered back, released a sigh, "dad, I know what Vulcan is up to, so when I return, I will deal with him, I promise," Stella whispered to herself, she returned her focus on the mission at hand.
(9 years later)
Max, Sasha and Flynn sat in the hanger, turning their attentions to the Mobile suits that were towering above them, "you know we should give them names," Sasha suggested calmly.
"Yeah right sis, there is no way these machines need a name," Max teased his sister for the suggestion, he turned his attention towards his Gundam, "but a code name on the other hand," Max smirked, thinking about a name, "I think the code name Solar Strike would be nice," the younger twin grabbed his beer and raised it at the mobile suit.
"You're a little too young to start drinking Max," Flynn responded, in his attempt to grab the beer from his friend, "oh forget it, I will play as well," Flynn grabbed his beer, he glanced at his Machine and raised the bottle into the air, "Lunar Diviner will be this guy's code name," Flynn turned the bottle towards his friend.
The two friends tapped the bottles together and started drinking the beer with gusto, "oh yeah, this is good shit," Max finished his first swig of the beverage.
"Alright, I think now we need to consider our next step, it will still take time for us to complete the Gundams, but our enemies will not take long before they discover these two machines," Sasha informed the two males, she walked in front of the two Gundams and waited for a response, she peered over her left shoulder thinking about the next part of their mission.
"How about we steal a ship, it isn't like White Stallion will be needing all of them," Max suggested, much to the dismay of his sister and Flynn, "we have guns and other things we can use to," Max confidently pointed out the stolen weapons, picking up one of the machine guns, "besides how difficult can it be?"
Sasha approached her brother and slammed her foot on Max's, pain shot through his body as the blonde haired girl grabbed him by the collar, "how difficult? Are you sort of idiot?" she questioned her brother, furious at the suggestion that was being put forward.
Flynn pried Sasha's grip and shook his head, "I agree, they aren't going to expect us to attempt to take the ship, besides with a well thought out plan, we can force out most of the soldiers, taking their second most powerful ship can easily be done with a small number as they are overconfident," Flynn explained to his best friend's sister, he glanced at the security and shook his head in dismay, "they haven't even taken any possibility into consideration," Flynn stated coldly.
Max cracked his knuckles in excitement at the prospect of stealing a ship, grabbing the hilt of his sword and holding a gun in the other hand, "yeah, they have let their guard down, in fact most of the soldiers are on leave at the moment, which basically means."
"This is starting to get worrisome," Sasha watched her brother moving away, heading towards another secluded location, "we are entering into a military base, going to steal a ship which would in turn make us pirates and an enemy to an entire nation," Sasha started to cry at the reality of their new life, she watched her brother murder the two guards without remorse to start the attack on the ship.
"Sasha, I need you to move the two Gundams onto the ship, don't worry, I will keep them busy by making it look like there are way more of us," Flynn rushed off with a number of bombs and guns ready to cause a ruckus.
"I am so beyond worried now," Sasha confessed to herself, she turned towards the Gundams and let out a sigh, but knew that this was something that needed to be done.
(6 months later)
Dressed in black with a white mask covering his face, the man saluted calmly, "sir the fleet is almost ready to strike," informed a man with short brown hair, standing at the front of the spacecraft's bridge, staring out into the distance, "should we mobilise the Orions?" the soldier asked his commanding officer, waiting for the signal to start the battle against the Earth and Martian forces.
The commanding officer turned to his trusted friend, "not yet White Stallion, we aren't certain of the full strength of the enemy yet," he explained, approaching his chair and grabbing the paperwork that was on the arm, "I have heard reports of the new mobile suits, would you be able to verify them?" he enquired with a smirk stretching from ear to ear.
"Sir," the masked man responded with a snappy salute.
"No need for formalities old friend," the commander tried to ease his best friend, "so far the Martian Colonial Forces and the Earth Liberation Forces are making their moves, maybe it's time for OZONE to prepare for war, this three-way war has been building for years," the man explained with a smug tone, watching on the main screen as the Martian fleet moved away from the planet to prepare for the war between Earth and the Colonies.
A man approached the leader with a concerned aura exuding from him, "sir, the Earth Liberation Force fleet is making their way towards our fleet as well."
"So Christian, what are your orders?" White Stallion asked his old friend.
The man known as Christian chuckled at the sight of the two massive fleets, "White Stallion, prepare for battle, the new Orion mobile suits are ready for take-off," Christian informed his friend, allowing him to enter into battle against the two other major forces.
"All men, get to your battle stations!" White Stallion ordered the Space Colony forces to prepare for the first battle of the war.
Meanwhile a great distance away, two mobile suits were standing at the front of a ship, one mostly coloured blue and white, with the second being mostly red with gold trims, watching the three massive fleets converging on the new battlefield, "so Max, it seems like the three major powers are about to war."
Sitting in the powerful mobile suit, a young man wearing a space suit watched things getting worse, "So Flynn, who will fire first?" Max questioned his best friend quietly.
"No idea Max, but we cannot get too involved after all we are only needing to test these Gundams," Flynn responded cautiously, awaiting the first shots to be fired, "but knowing, White Stallion he will be waiting for the M.C.F or the E.L.F to make the first move, but if the Earth Forces fire first, you have to shout me a round of beers," Flynn reminded Max of their earlier bet.
"Remember I already said that White Stallion would fire first, so when he does, you will be shouting the beers," Max retorted snidely, watching the fleets closing in on one another.
"You two idiots still going on about who will shout who a beer?" A female voice rang in the communications of the two male pilots, "I think someone apart from those three forces will fire first and guess what?"
"Sasha, you aren't even piloting these suits, so you stay out of it sis," Max snapped at his twin sister.
"Can it Max, I am allowed to be a part of this bet, if that outside source does fire, both of you are shouting me a beer!" Sasha yelled at her two comrades, sitting in her commander's chair with her arms crossed and a confident expression running across her face, "Max, remember what you promised mom and dad, don't do anything reckless."
"Come on sis, you know me," Max quickly responded with a devil may care tone, preparing to take off into the fight.
"That's what worries me Max," Sasha whispered her concerns over the devices.
As the two pilots prepared their test flight, a powerful blast emerged hitting the Orion Mobile suits, Max and Flynn noticed that they didn't emerge from the other two forces they scanned the area only to eventually discover a pink mobile suit flying towards the start of the battle recklessly, "hey Max, that mobile suit isn't an Ares or a Gaia," Flynn directed Max's attention to the strange Mobile suite.
"Ha, called it, you two are shouting me a round of beers after you're done testing your Gundams," Max's sister reminded the two friends of their defeat in the bet.
"Dammit, I was hoping that Flynn would help me get drunk tonight," Max complained before firing the boosters of his Gundam, "alright Solar Strike, time to unleash hell!"
"Luna Diviner doesn't want to be left behind," Flynn responded quickly firing the boosters on his Gundam.
The brothers in arms charged headlong into battle against the three powerful fleets. Explosions surrounded the three fleets, mobile suits fighting against one another, the two Gundams charged into the battle, attacking mobile suits from either faction, Max looked back a little hoping that Sasha would be alright while he fought against the massive number of enemies in the vicinity, "sis, stay safe," he whispered to himself, looking back once again at the ship which remained a safe distance away from the growing battle.
In the pitch black canvas that was space explosions, ships firing their respective missiles to defend against the enemy mobile suits. Upon entering the scene of the battle, Max and Flynn noticed the third gundam slicing through a set of enemies with ease.
Max turned his machine to face another group of enemies, he fired a short machine gun burst, instantly destroying another mobile suit, flying towards another mobile suit, Solar Strike pulled a beam sabre from the shoulder and sliced down at the enemies, then slashing sideways to destroy another two mobile suits, "this is you bastards have got, even at sixty percent I can still kick all your asses!" Max confident hollered his fury at the enemies. Pushing his Gundam to attack another line of enemies with confidence in his mobile suit, slicing Orions and Ares mobile suits without remorse for the pilots inside their respective suits.
Their respective mobile suits were surrounded by arcs of energy, becoming unresponsive due to the stress of battle against the battles between the three super powers, "so we are still not fully ready yet," Max snarled, but a grin crossed his face, willing his personal mobile suit to cut through the countless enemies destroying more in an instant, 'it isn't how good the Gundam is, it's how good the pilot is,' he whispered to himself firing another machine gun burst at the opposing Orions. Firing a quick volley from his machine guns, destroying a small number of enemies.
Flynn scanned the area within his damaged mobile suit, he didn't seem to care, remaining calm in the situation that seemed to grow more interesting for him, "these bastards seem to enjoy coming to their death," Flynn reminded himself, yearning for a challenge against the enemies that provided none for him and his incomplete Gundam.
The Lunar Diviner grabbed a staff and revealed a thermal energy weapon in the shape of a scythe, "come to meet your deaths," Flynn bellowed with confidence, slicing the first enemy in half, Flynn signalled for his Gundam to swing the scythe cutting a number of enemies.
"I won't be outdone," Max announced, flying through a group of red and green mobile suits, "these Ares will make perfect test dummies for the beam sabre," he announced, flying through and carving the enemy mobile suits with ease. The Solar Strike fired another burst of machine gun fire, destroying a group of blue mobile suits before slicing them into pieces.
As the two pilots continued on their path of destruction, another mysterious Mobile suit emerged from the dark depths of space, easily wiping out a swathe of enemies without hesitation, "hey Max, what is that mobile suit?" Flynn directed Max's attention to the mystery mobile suit.
Max watched it destroy a ship, but it moved away from the Earth forces and dashed away from the Matian Forces, it's directory was the Colonial forces, "that's a Gundam, where did it come from?" Max hissed, he watched as one of the Colonial ships barred the path of the newly revealed Gundam, Max and Flynn attempted to intercept the new Gundam but was stopped by a squadron of Gaia Mobile Suits, "maybe these guys are still pissed at the fact that we stole one of their more powerful ships," Max chuckled at the enemies that surrounded them, as they were about to attack a small group of Mobile suits launched an ambush, confused at what had happened, "hey, what the hell happened?"
"I don't know and I don't like it, let's return to the ship," Flynn replied, the two pilots turned the gundams around and headed back to the ship, with the hopes that everything would be alright, they watched the battle rage on behind them, failing to realize they were being followed by the unknown Gundam, it remained silent with increased stealth.
"That's right lead me to your ship," whispered a woman, her interest in the two pilots grew.
"Say Flynn, don't you think that other Gundam pilot was a little reckless?" the pilot of Solar Strike asked his friend.
"We can't say anything, we charged headlong into battle while our Gundams are still incomplete, with insufficient powerplants and weapons that cannot even remain intact," Flynn answered his best friend. The two flew back to the ship and entered the hanger.
After closing the hanger bays the two pilots exited their machines, smoke billowed from the powerplants, "damn, those are worthless," Max growled, coming to the realization of the failed engines.
Flynn watched the two engines fall off the massive machines, he was deep in thought about the testing of the two Gundams, "yeah, I know, I found that out the moment the mystery Gundam entered the fight."
"Max, Flynn, I am picking something up on the radar system, you might want to come to the bridge," Sasha's voice echoed through the hanger, the two men rushed out of the hanger failing to pick up the cloaked Gundam that had entered their ship.
Upon entering the bridge another ship emerged from the depths of space, Max, Sasha and Flynn watched the ship stopping in front of them, they wondered what was going on, "that isn't a familiar ship!" the three yelled out in unison.
"The ship is the Ulysses, we seek an audience with the people aboard," the people on the ship opened communications with the stolen ship.
"That's the name of a Greek protagonist is Homer's Odyssey," Flynn whispered to his friends quietly, he watched the ship moving slowly next to them, the anticipation of the ships colliding into each other continued to grow as the brother in arms took the controls of the ship and prepared to move it out of the way.
Sasha with beer in hand pressed the button, "we are the occupants of the Earth ship, Joan of Arc," Sasha announced the name of the ship.
"Dammit Sasha, talk to us first before you do anything," Max complained about his sister's actions. Suddenly remembering one trait that his sister always had since they started drinking alcohol from the age of sixteen, "oh shit, now I remember, Sasha is a light weight," Max reminded himself of how weak his sister was to any form of alcohol, watching her wave about and raising the glass above her with a cheeky grin crossing her face.
Flynn turned to the controls, pressed a button and let out a sigh, "you may enter this ship, but don't do anything that will force us to take action," Flynn informed the occupants of the other ship.
"Very well, only three of us will board your ship," a female voice agreed with Flynn's terms of boarding. The trio waited for the people to enter the ship, they remained unsure of the strangers, holding their guns at the ready to defend themselves, feeling the shudder of the ship as another held them in place.
"Flynn, are you sure this a good idea?" Max asked his best friend, waiting for the occupants of the other ship to enter.
"I have my reservations as well, but they didn't play a major role in the battle," Flynn responded calmly, trying his best to figure out who the three people were.
"Ah who cares," Sasha carelessly remarked.
"Give me that," Max snatched the beer from his sister's grasp, which he proceeded to drink it, upsetting his older twin sister, all the while waiting for the strange people to enter their ship, curiosity gripping them about the people, failing to realize the mysterious woman that was watching from the walkway, waiting for the person to enter the ship, "wonder who they are."