******* DISCLAIMER **********
I, Shadow (the author of this fanfic), have not created any of the Gundam Wing characters, suits, places (apart from Duette, and the Libra & Scorpio suits). So, all those lovely people with dark suits, briefcases and lawsuits against me, PUT THEM AWAY! As, I have just stated above, I'm only a simple fan (of the Gundam suits, and Duo ^- ~), who likes to jabber on and on and on and on…. You get my point. Enjoy.
******* END ********
-=NOTE=- I have warped the Original Characters of Gundam Wing to my OWN Will, and how I see them. So, Don't blame me if I make fun of certain characters, etc.
~Me (aka Shadow)
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
Gundam Wing ~ The Living program
There were a few in the colonies, which did anything to rebel against the forces which were settling in onto their homes, five stood up against the masses, they built machines of mass destruction to be the harriers of peace, they then enlisted a few young people to pilot these large super suits. The story of the five, who arrived on earth and brought down the army know as Oz, is widely known on Earth and in the Colonies, how they arrived on earth, portraying themselves to be normal students at day, but at night they would become to be known as the Gundam pilots, but their names, as we know them are Heero, pilot of Gundam wing zero and Zero-1, Duo, pilot of Gundam Deathscythe, Quatre, pilot of Gundam Sandrock, Trowa, pilot of Gundam Heayarms and Wufe, pilot of Gundam Nataku/Altron/Shenlon. But there is one, which not many people know, a sixth pilot form the colonies, and their story is what is to be told here.
The Training of Doppelganger
"No! No! No!" The voice over the speakers boomed down onto a small simulation pod in an empty warehouse. "You must not give into the programming! If you do, you will ruin everything!" The man over the speakers stood in a control room filled with computers analyzing and creating the simulation for the pod down below.
"I'm sorry…" A tired voice replied into the man's headset.
"No! You must NOT be sorry! That is one of the main reasons why you are still in this training pod! You must forget who you are Doppelganger!" The voice said down to the pod.
"Yes sir." The young voice said quietly.
"Re-run the simulation now." The man said, shaking his head turning away from the window. The computers clicked into action sending the pod back into training. "You see the doppelganger needs a bit more time, they may not be ready in time." He said to a screen, which showed a blacked out image of another man.
"I see… But is their Gundam completed?"
The man shook his head, "No, it is still in the designing stages, the pod is using too much of the computers to be working on the suit."
"Hn. Well, then. I will leave them in my plans incase this one manages to die." The image cut to a young boy sneaking out of his room and disappearing down the hall. "He only believes in Shingami." He chuckled, "Signing off."
The screen went blank, and the man turned around and watched the screen showing the pilots reaction time and what they were doing.
"Good, good, keep with the programming, do not force it, and do not let it take over you doppelganger."
"Yes Instructor Si-ming." The voice only said.
A few years passed and the one known as Doppelganger was finishing their final training in the pod, which thy basically lived in for the last two months straight.
"Good D. Good, you're moving well at this level of fighting, and your brain waves are constant, you have learnt to manipulate the program well." The man said into the pod and a small video screen opened up on the computer screen. "You will be finishing this training session soon, and then you will move into tactical maneuvers, and physical training.
"Yes instructor Si-ming, but may I do the physical training first?" A screen opened up on the instructors computer screen showing a vision helmeted pilot in a jumpsuit with wires connecting into it to check vitals. A small trickle of sweat rolled down their neck.
"Sure D. You've been in that pod for such a long time you should work your muscles back into shape before you learn about mission tactics."
"Thank you sir." The pilot nodded and the screen closed.
"There you have it." Instructor Si-ming turned to the shadowed man again.
"Good, I'm glad that they have finally mastered that system of yours. My one is just going into the simulations now." The man chuckled slightly.
"I see professor G, how old is your pilot?" Instructor Si-ming asked.
"Right now he is about eleven, why?" professor G asked.
"Ok. That's good, D is near the same. Signing off" Instructor Si-ming pressed a button closing the screen, turning it off.
"Ok D. Simulation finishing now." He pressed another button and the computer closed down the programming of the pod. The pods door slowly opened. "Releasing vital links." He pressed another and the wires connecting to the jumpsuit retracted into the pod's roof. The pilot unfastened the helmet and slipped on a pair of dark tinted sunglasses because they hadn't been in bright light for over a month. The pilot then slid out of the pod, their brown hair slid off the chair and rested just a knee level. Instructor Si-ming walked quickly downstairs towards his pilot.
"Well child, how does it feel to be out of that pod?" He asked laughing leading D towards their bedroom.
"I am not used to this light, and I am very weak from the simulation. I need my hair cut as well." D said as they walked to the room.
"Yes my dear girl, you hair must be cut, long hair is not good for battle."
D walked into her room and changed into civilian clothing. While she was changing she slashed her hair with a knife, cutting it to an inch in length. It stood on end and she rubbed her hand over it smiling to herself. She exited the room and walked towards the control room.
"D over here!" Instructor Si-ming called from the kitchen.
D walked in and sat down to a large meal, which was brought in for her.
"Can't have my pilot wasting away, now could we." He chuckled as D started eating quickly gulping down every glass she had.
"Physical training begins today D." Instructor Si-ming said opening her door a crack waking her up.
"Yes sir." She sat up and got ready for the day. After eating a light breakfast she entered the control room.
"You're training will be handled in the city gym, and you will also learn Kung fu, as a form for hand to hand combat without weapons. Later on you will move to weapon combat training, which I will teach you. Now," he looked at her sternly, "You can not tell anyone about yourself, you will remain silent, and speak only when needed, your cover for this training is that you are training for a martial arts competition, and your name is registered as Dee. Get going." Dee nodded and turned to leave, when he looked up again. "And be careful, there are spies and soldiers everywhere."
Dee nodded again and left.
((a year passes in training))
D's training in Kung fu and her physical training went without a problem, she became quick on her feet and she could knock down even the toughest soldier in weaponless combat. Instructor Si-ming taught her how to shoot a few guns properly and had fairly good aim for an eleven year old. She was now moving into tactical training and she wasn't taking it as good as Instructor Si-ming had liked her to take it.
"No, you don't go through the toughest barrier, look at the entire complex, your meant to attack with surprise, not front on combat. Look here." He pointed towards a break in the wall because of a cliff. There is their weakest point. Only a few watch towers and bunkered guns. You could easily take it out within ten minutes."
D nodded, "yes sir, I did not see that. But how could I take out all that defense un aided?! And within TEN MINUTES?!" She shouted pounding her glass onto the table.
"Yes my dear, ten minutes, and you wont need to be aided with the suit you will be in.
"But I haven't seen anything which resembles a suit here! How am I to pilot it, if I haven't touched it let alone even seen it with my own two eyes?!" Instructor Si-ming smiled, stood up and walked to the door.
"Are you coming?" he asked. D walked quickly beside him.
"The reason why you haven't seen your mobile suit is because it hasn't been built yet. It's not fully designed yet, I'm still working out the weaponry." He smiled and entered the control room. He clicked a few buttons and the computer and a screen popped up. D sat down and looked at the blue prints of the suit.
"It's one huge mobile suit!" she said surprised, "and what metal is it made of? It has to be light weight for it to move quickly."
Instructor Si-ming laughed, "It's not made of metal dear girl, and it's made from Gundanium. Gundanium Alloy."
"Gundanium Alloy?! Wasn't that stuff found on a resource satellite?" She asked looking up to him. He nodded. "Gundanium alloy…" she sat there looking at the prints, which she moved onto a 3D holo-projector.
"It is called a Gundam, because of the alloy."
"Gundam… hmm.. What weapons will she have?" She asked, not taking her eyes off the suit.
"Well one which I've made for her is a large beam scythe. She also has a beam sword, on her right thigh, and She will have another weapon, which is still to be designed."
"Ok, and what about the system?" she asked clicking on the computer again.
"It will be similar to the system you are used to using. The cockpit will be roughly the same size as the pod, but there will be more vision screens and you will not need to use the visor to see."
D nodded, "good, I hated that damm thing anyway."
Instructor Si-ming chuckled, "Now that you've seen her, you must get back to training.
Another year passed Instructor Si-ming got in touch with professor G again, and learnt that his pilot, Duo was using a range of tactics and that his suit was built for stealth and speed. The suit was given the name Deathscythe by Duo himself after the large beam scythe it uses for its main weapon.