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NOTE: This takes place in the year A.C. 216. So, the Original Gundams are gone.
16 year old Amanda Jordan blinked in the rays of sunlight coming
through the window. She only knew one thing: Her head hurt.
She sat up slowly and pulled the blankets off. Using a navy bandana
that was tied around a wound on her leg, she pulled her red hair into a
messy ponytail, leaving two long thin strands dangling freely in front
of her silvery-blue eyes. Her left arm was bandaged and she was covered
in scratches of all sizes and shapes.
Amanda stood up and walked out of the room, still unsure of her
feet and what had happened. She cautiously wandered down a large
and ornate staircase. When she reached the bottom, she was immediately
greeted by a 15 year old girl with platinum blonde hair and pale green
eyes. She was dressed in a light purple T-shirt and white flared
pants and her hair was done in two loose braids.
"Hey, you're awake! Great! Do you want something
to eat?" She exclaimed happily.
"Who the hell are you?" Amanda asked. The girl looked
a bit surprised at the coldness in her voice, but shook it off.
"My name is Amie Diamond. I rescued you when your plane
went down. Well, I didn't. Some of my servants did. But,
it was my idea to look after you."
"Thanks, blondie. Now where's my stuff?"
"Your stuff? Why?
"So I can leave! I need to get back to base."
"You can't go anywhere in your shape!" Amie said to her.
"Don't tell me what to do!" Amanda snapped. "Now,
I'll ask you once more: where's my stuff?"
"Any word back yet on Amanda?" 16 year old Curtis Aurin
asked the base secretary. He was trying to look cool and calm, but
his navy eyes showed his worry.
"Nope. Sorry." Carmen replied, momentarily glancing
up from her paperwork. "Although, you may want to talk to Evan."
"Can't."
"Why? You two share a room."
"He came back from the hospital and locked himself in the bedroom."
Curtis explained, leaning against the wall. He ran a hand through
his jet black hair.
"What happened last night anyway?"
"Same old problem. Someone didn't research the enemy enough
and they caught us off guard with a crap load of Blaze Cannons. Nobody
thought that people still used them."
"Blaze Cannons? What are those?"
"They're like ordinary cannons, except they fire flaming steels
balls at you. Each one is about three feet across. I was able
to avoid all but one. Evan and Amanda weren't so lucky.
"Too bad." Suddenly, a motorcycle pulled up out side and
the rider hopped off. It was Amanda.
"Think you should start wearing a helmet?" Curtis asked.
"Me? Wear a helmet? Like that would ever happen."
She replied. "How's Tropical Storm?"
"Tropical Storm? You mean Hurricane Rhys?"
"No, you ass! I mean my plane! I blacked out before
impact."
"Um, well... It's in better shape than Midnight Ice."
"I would hope so! Ice was totalled! Remember?
I went down after Evan. So what happened?"
"Storm was pretty well destroyed."
"Oh no..."
"But don't worry! They said they can rebuild her."
"How long?"
"One week to bring parts in from other bases, three more for
repairs. Cap said that for the next month or so, you're off all missions."
"What about the other planes?" She demanded.
"There are other planes?"
"Y'know: Red Alert, Aphrodite...?"
"You'll have to ask Shoei."
"Fine. I will." She sharply turned a corner and marched
into his office.
"Amanda!" He exclaimed. "I'm so glad you're-"
"Cut the crap, Shoei! Why am I off all missions?"
"You don't have a plane."
"What about the extras?"
"You mean Red Alert, Aphrodite and Sea Breeze?"
"I don't mean Sea Breeze. That thing's a joke!"
"Well then you won't be flying."
"Why not?"
"You can't take Aphrodite because we have a new pilot coming
in and she'll be flying it. And you simply don't have the experience
to fly Red Alert. You couldn't handle your own last night.
How would you handle a plane like Red Alert?"
"I have more experience with it than you do! I could handle
it even with the Zero system initiated!" At this moment, Curtis burst
in the room.
"Hate to interrupt, but we have company." He declared.
The three rushed out to see a long white limousine parked in front of the
main entrance. The driver got out and opened the door to reveal...
"Amie?!" Amanda exclaimed.
"Ah, I'd like you to meet your new flight and battle partner."
Captain Shoei said. "This is Amie Diamond. She'll be controlling
Aphrodite from now on." He paused, looking at Amanda. "And
she'll be sleeping in Tiffany's bed."
"But-" Amandla started.
"No, buts. She's staying with you."