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GW: Battle in Between
By Virtex
With Zechs Marquees and Treize Khushrenada eliminated, it appears that peace has
finally been established between Earth and the colonies. The five Gundam pilots head
back to Earth, hiding their Gundams, figuring that they would no longer be needed.
**
Chang Wufei was sitting in his usual spot in the placid forest, doing what could be called
meditating. Everything was so calm in the forest. A few meters away was the Altron
Gundam, hidden under a camouflaged tarp.
The sharp crack of a laser rifle broke the silence. Wufei felt the heat of the laser go by
his ear and spun around quickly, drawing a 10mm pistol.
" Come out, sniper!" He said.
He scanned the forest and saw nothing unusual. With technology these days a sniper
could be accurate from up to 5000 meters.
Suddenly, there were several more shots being fired at him. Wufei ran for cover behind
the Altron, green laser bolts flying everywhere. He ducked behind the foot and looked
around the jungle.
He could try to make his way into the cockpit, but that would just make him a sitting
duck. He was trapped. If he tried to run, he'd only die tired.
Wufei cursed to himself. He had to get into the cockpit somehow.
Half a world away Quatre Winner sat in his palace. After the war, Quatre was declared "
Prince of the Desert" and received his own palace, guards, royal service, everything. Of
course, being the kind person that he was, he ordered only the guards to be in the
palace at all times and insisted that he worked in the huge greenhouse, made his own
food, tended to the stables, etc.
Quatre looked at his watch. It was time for lunch. He walked into the kitchen, nodding
past the guards. He fixed something for himself, deciding he would eat in the courtyard
on this beautiful day.
" I'm going outside to eat lunch." He said to his men as he left the kitchen. He
remembered he had left his key on the thrown and walked back into the court.
The court had several pretty murals painted on the walls and five columns running down
the sides on the left and right, leaving a big empty space in the center. His thrown was at
the very back at the top of a few steps.
Quatre jogged up the steps and grabbed the key off the thrown arm. Outside the door he
heard a strange noise. It sounded like a sword being drawn.
A gunfight broke out outside the door. It was short. Five, maybe ten rounds were fired
then there was a disgusting slicing noise, ripping noise. All of this happened in about
fifteen seconds.
Quatre stared at the giant double doors of his court in fear. Someone or some thing was
out there waiting for him. He didn't have a gun, either.
One of the doors creaked open. A guard stumbled in, holding his stomach. Blood was
leaking out through his fingers. He was mumbling something, which Quatre could hear
as he got closer.
" Gh...ghost....it's a ghost...." The guard fell on the ground a couple feet before the
thrown, red forming in a puddle under him.
Quatre was afraid and sad at the same time. Most of his guards had a family and kids.
Those poor men.
" I'm sorry." Quatre whispered to the dead soldier and removed his pistol. It had a full
clip. The man hadn't even fired one round.
The doors to his court exploded in a whirl of wood and metal, sending shrapnel
everywhere. Quatre jumped behind one of the pillars on the left side of the room.
He stole a peek around the column and saw a ninja of some sort standing in the center
of the court. It was six feet tall, dressed in all black. It didn't look human, as there were
machine parts covering the body. A katana almost as long as it was tall was in its hands.
The face was covered up, save for the eyes.
Quatre gulped. That ninja thing had made it past every set of guards in his palace. That
was at least thirty men. How horrible.
Somehow he had to make it past that thing.
Since it was the only place not covered by some sort of mechanism, he would have to
shoot the ninja in the eyes. That was the only way. He doubted it would surrender, and
the second he would spend asking it to surrender would just give it more time to kill him.
He took a deep breath, letting it out quietly. He checked the safety on his gun, cocked it,
and prepared.
Quatre lunged out of his hiding spot, landing and shooting once. The ninja didn't even
flinch. It swung the long katana, knocking the bullet away.
Quatre fired again.
It deflected the shot.
The ninja seemingly disappeared. It was running for Quatre, moving so fast that his eyes
couldn't see it.
Quatre squeezed off 12 more rounds in the fifteen round clip. All of them bounced away,
so he knew he was hitting something. He fired the last shot and the ninja stopped dead
in its tracks, head swung back from the impact of the bullet. It dropped heavily to the
floor and didn't move.
Trowa Barton stood over the dead sniper's body. He was still dressed in his circus
uniform. Whoever it was had tried to shoot him during practice. Oh well, he was dead
now. The question was: Who would want to kill him? He searched the body for any signs
of affiliation and found none. This was strange.
Heero Yuy had also been targeted for murder. His assassin had burst into his room in
the middle of the night with a laser-sighted gun. Heero had quickly disposed of the man,
simply shooting him with the pistol he kept under his bed. Somebody obviously wanted
the Gundam pilots dead, but who?
Duo Maxwell's assassin had met a more unfortunate death. Duo was working at his
salvage yard when he saw the sniper ahead of time, sitting on a pile of various parts.
Duo immediately brought a crane over to the pile and dropped a large piece of metal on
the man.
As for Wufei, he waited until night came, hiding behind his Gundam. He had the patience
to wait for days if he needed to. He figured this badly trained sniper didn't.
He was right. Around 10:00 he heard leaves crunching nearby. He stayed completely
still until the man turned the corner. Wufei fired once, hitting the man right in the heart.
As soon as Quatre was sure the ninja thing was dead, he called up Trowa.
" Quatre, is that you?"
What Quatre blurted out Trowa could hardly understand.
" Slow down. You're in shock. Somebody tried to kill you?"
" Yeah it was some sort of ninja thing."
" Somebody tried to kill me too, but it was just a sniper."
" Somebody tried to kill you too? I wonder if somebody wants all of us Gundam pilots
dead."
" I don't know, but we should call the others to see if they've been attacked."
" What do I do? I'm here all alone. All of my guards are dead."
" Listen, just stay there. I'll call you back and we'll all meet somewhere. Stay calm." With
that, Trowa hung up abruptly. He managed to contact Duo, Heero, and Wufei. They
agreed to meet with their Gundams at Quatre's palace. Under the palace was a series of
tunnels and a warroom. That would be the safest place to meet for now.
Trowa told Quatre that everyone was on their way. With that, he told his troupe that he
was leaving. He took his Gundam and left for the Middle East.
Wufei had reached Quatre's palace first. He noticed that the front doors were destroyed.
He walked in, reaching for his pistol and nearly gagging when he saw what had
happened.
" Quatre? Are you there, Quatre? What happened here?" Dead bodies were sprawled all
over the place. Blood had stained the walls. Numerous bullet shells littered the ground.
Wufei began to look around. He knew that Quatre had been attacked, as the other
Gundam pilots, but with what. A sniper couldn't do such damage. He entered a library,
shouting for Quatre.
A bookcase flew open. " Wufei!" Quatre came running out. " Somebody's finally here."
" What happened here?"
" It was horrible. This ninja thing attacked me. It killed all of my guards. Those poor men.
They all had a family." Quatre looked as if he was about to cry. " I couldn't really do
anything to clean things up: I didn't have the heart to. I just went into the war room and
waited for someone to get here."
" I wonder why whoever wants us dead sent a ninja after you and just a normal man
after me."
" You didn't get attacked by a ninja?"
" No. Where is it, anyway? Are you sure you killed it?"
" Yeah, it's right this way." Quatre lead Wufei down the hall, averting his eyes from the
horrific scenes all around them. He stepped past the doors of the court and froze.
" Where is it?" Wufei asked.
" It was right here."
Wufei and Quatre exchanged nervous glances.
" If that thing make it past thirty guards and all we have are pistols, we're in trouble."
" There are some heavier weapons in the war room." Quatre said.
Wufei had already started running back there. " Wufei wait for me!"
Suddenly Quatre heard gunfire. Wufei was standing at the doorway to the library firing
off rounds from his pistol. He dived out of the way and a huge slash appeared in the wall
behind him. The ninja materialized in the hallway.
" How...how did it survive that shot?" Quatre wondered.
Wufei backed away, furiously trying to slap a new clip in.
" Shoot damn it! Quatre shoot!"
Quatre raised his gun up and pulled the trigger.
Click. Click.
" I...I'm outta ammo."
Wufei cursed. He managed to slam the magazine into his 10mm pistol and looked up to
see the ninja getting ready to charge.
" Shoot for the eyes!" Quatre cried.
Wufei didn't have time to aim. The ninja dematerialized again as he broke into a run.
" Aaaaaaaghhh!" Wufei screamed and unloaded. The pistol went dry in a matter of
seconds. Saying a few more choice words he threw it into the ninja's face.
He cringed in wait for the sword to slice him open, but all he felt was a swish of air. He
heard fire coming from the other end of the hall. The ninja came into view again, falling
to its knees and eventually collapsing to the floor.
Duo was standing at the end of the hallway, smoking weapon in hand.
" Looks like I missed the party." He commented, gazing around at the battlefield of a
corridor.
Wufei turned to the ninja on the floor, the back and head full of 10mm holes. It had to be
dead.
" Thanks, Duo." Wufei said.
" Heh, no prob. Its good to see you guys again." They shook hands.
" So, Quatre, this thing did all this to your guards?"
Quatre nodded sadly. " Wufei tells me that he didn't have something like this attack him.
How about you?"
" Nope. My guy was a plain old sniper, trying to shoot me in broad daylight. My guess is
that they sent in this...ninja to take care of your heavily guarded castle."
" You're probably right." Wufei agreed. " But who is 'they'?"
Duo knelt next to the ninja. " We'll find out." He searched it for any signs of affiliation.
Like Trowa with his assassin, he came up empty-handed.
" Now what?" Quatre asked.
" I say we wait until the others get here to go into the war room and discuss anything. In
the meantime maybe we should start cleaning this place up." Wufei said.
" Count me out please." Quatre requested.
Duo and Wufei carried what they could of the bodies outside, burying them deep in the
desert sand. As for the bullet shells and stains, they would have to stay.
Heero and Trowa arrived not too long after that. The five Gundam pilots headed into the
war room, bringing the ninja with them.
They all sat down at a table. Duo started the discussion.
" Who would want to kill us?" It was what they all had on their mind.
" Did you find anything on this thing?" Trowa inquired, nodding to the ninja.
" No. Whoever did this made sure they covered their tracks."
" What about survivng members of The Romefeller Foundation?" Wufei suggested.
" I doubt it." Heero said.
" Who then?"
Almost every officer of the Romefeller Foundation was either dead or resigned. All
except General Tasker. He had been the one who had helped Romefeller win all of the
battles it did. He had been one of the most proud generals working with Romefeller. He
had done everything he could to win. Sometimes this will was too strong and that was
what had gotten him sent to Antartica. That worked to his advantage. As of yet, no one
had discovered his base. He still had a whole army of soldiers and such. He also had
some very good technicians which had been able to transfer the mobile doll system to a
single mechanized soldier: the ninja. He had eight ninjas at his secret base in Antartica,
seven discluding the one he had just deployed. The same technicians were updating the
mobile dolls to be more efficient, almost as strong as the fabled Wing Gundam Zero.
Some day in the near future, Tasker would invite the five Gundam pilots to his base for a
battle against them. He had all of them constantly monitored and knew where they were
at all times. Those Gundam pilots had ruined Romefeller and they would pay. He
planned to wait in the core of the base as the battle raged outside and if any of those
pilots made it inside they would duel him to the death. He didn't think any of them would
make it though, with seven ninjas and an army of mobile suits, mobile dolls, and ground
soldiers. Tasker knew the pilots had already eliminated his assassins, leaving them in
wonder who was after them. Soon enough they would know. And soon enough they
would die.
Night came and the five pilots were still debating on who would want to kill them. They
had a small snack which Quatre prepared and then went to bed.
Quatre had more than enough rooms for everybody. They all had a separate bedroom
and were all placed in one wing, in case anything happened. Before going off to bed,
they made sure their Gundams were hidden well inside a storage building behind the
castle, camouflage tarps placed over them.
Duo found it creepy sleeping in a gigantic, yet completely silent palace. It was even more
disturbing knowing about what had happened there that day. He had the feeling that
something was sitting there in the bedroom with him. Duo slid down under the covers,
pulling them over his head.
Heero did not sleep. Instead he sat at his computer, hacking into his apartment
complex's web site and changing his rent status. His bills were now paid.
Chang Wufei practiced his martial arts for a while and went off to bed. He eventually fell
asleep.
Quatre immediately drifted off as well as Trowa. Duo somehow managed to fall asleep,
despite his over-active imagination.
Duo woke at 2:00 in the afternoon. He wondered downstairs, rushing through the main
hallway in order to not see the mess. As he guessed, Quatre was already awake,
making breakfast in the kitchen in the bunker below the palace. They had decided not to
use the kitchen upstairs.
" Good afternoon, Duo." Quatre greeted.
" Where's everybody else?"
" Wufei's in the gym practicing, Trowa's outside keeping watch, and Heero's taking a
look at the Gundams."
" You have a gym?!"
" Uh-huh. Its down here, actually. We have everything in this shelter. Kitchen, war room,
gym, an obstacle course we used to train the guards, and a bowling alley."
" Jeez."
" Want some bacon?" Quatre offered.
Duo nodded, dumbfounded. He would have to challenge Heero to a game of bowling.
Wufei was as quick as lightning. He struck the punching bag fifteen times in two
seconds. He could do a flying sidekick and fly over at least ten or twelve people lying on
the ground next to each other. (In this case he used dummies from the hostage part of
the obstacle course) He could break two blocks of cement with his fist. This was the
most fit he had ever been.
Chang went into the obstacle course next. The obstacle course was about as big as half
of a jet hangar. He could take it.
A computer controlled the course. " Activate obstacle course." Wufei said. His eyes lit up
when flames ignited from deep pits, giant spiked balls started swinging, and a cardboard
cut out of a terrorist started firing live ammunition from its gun.
" Woah."
It had been a while since Heero had last seen all of the Gundams. He walked along the
line of them inside the storage building, inspecting each one carefully. The Heavy Arms
Custom, or Kai, was one of the most impressive, with its large array of missiles and
guns. The Altron Gundam was equally impressive, with the extending Dragon Fang
weapon on either arm. The Sandrock Kai had gone through some good improvements,
too, with the humongous heat shorter swords and beam machine gun. The DeathScythe
Hell was also very interesting, being able to reach speeds faster than the eye could see
and having such a powerful beam weapon.
Trowa surveyed the land with his binoculars. The wind was very strong on this day,
which could mean a sand storm.
He was sitting in a guard tower at the front gates of the palace. The walls surrounding
the palace were extremely high, high enough for a Gundam to stand behind without
heaving any parts poking over the top. The guard tower was higher than that, giving him
a good overall view of the surrounding desert.
Trowa's eye caught something on the horizon. The wind was starting to pick up, so he
couldn't see it that well, but it looked like a group of mobile suits. Armed mobile suits.
Heading straight this way.
He slammed his fist down on the alarm and said into an intercom. " Attention! We've got
a group of mobile suits, possibly mobile dolls heading this way! Visibility's getting worse
and worse out here, I think there's a sand storm coming!"
Trowa climbed out of the guard tower and down the wall to the ground, dashing across
the courtyard to the storage building.
Duo had just started braiding his hair. He heard what Trowa announced and stopped,
running out of the bathroom and towards the storage building.
Quatre came from corridor and joined Duo. Wufei came out the obstacle course,
sweating, and ran after the two.
In a matter of seconds all of the pilots were in the storage building. They jumped into
their Gundams and strode out into the courtyard, awaiting the approaching enemy.
"Duo, scout ahead. See if you can find out what we're up against." Heero ordered.
The DeathScythe Hell disappeared from sight.
" Man, this sand storm is getting really strong." Duo said to himself as his Gundam
zipped through the heavy onslaught of wind caught sand. He stopped only a few
hundred meters from the group. He could still barely see them. They looked like mobile
dolls. That was strange. He thought all the mobile dolls were destroyed in the war.
Duo reported into his radio what he saw and moved in for the attack.
The DeathScythe Hell disappeared again, reappearing in the center of the mobile dolls.
They all turned towards him and began firing.
They were too slow. The DeathSycthe Hell had already flew above them. Duo brought it
down, slicing a doll in half with his twin beam scythe. Using the other end of the scythe,
he yanked it up into a second mobile doll's torso, tearing away and cutting a third in half.
Duo didn't realize how many mobile dolls were attacking. Visibility was very poor. Blasts
were coming from everywhere at him.
He backed the Gundam away, vulcans blazing. The beam blasts continued, pummeling
the DeathScythe Hell.
This was too much. Duo retreated back to the palace, not knowing how many dolls had
tailed him.
Duo landed his Gundam safely behind the palace gates. About twenty mobile dolls
zoomed out of the sand storm.
The HeavyArms Kai jumped infront of the gates, opening fire with its beam gatlings. A
few dolls were shot out of the sky.
Two Dragon Fangs hurdled straight into the torsos of two more mobile dolls. Instead of
pulling them out, the Altron Gundam started spinning around in a circle, swinging the
mobile suits on the ends of its extended arms. Each doll slammed into two others and
the six mobile dolls exploded simultanuously.
Only ten of the squad coming at them were left. The DeathScythe Hell and the Sand
Rock Kai lunged into a group, slashing away.
The Wing Gundam Zero came into battle, two beam sabers out, destroying the last of
the mobile dolls.
One last mobile doll flew at the palace. The HeavyArms opened up at it. The doll
deployed its shields and dodged every single shot. The DeathScythe Hell lunged for it
and it flipped over the Gundam, shooting the DeathScythe in the back. The Sand Rock
made move for an attack, but the mobile doll pinned it down with missiles. The Altron
launched both arms at the doll. It grabbed the arms and flung the Altron over its back.
At last, the Wing Zero fought it. The beam sabers quickly became useless as the mobile
suit dodged every swing. Heero whipped out the double buster rifle and blew the doll
away at close range.
Every last bit of the doll was vaporized, except for a small silver box laying on the
ground. The only way he saw it was the way it glimmered in the sun. Heero figured it
was bomb, so he would have to get out of his Gundam to disarm it. He told the others to
get out too.
Wufei, Duo, Quatre, Trowa and Heero all gathered around the silver box. Duo caught the
occasional glance and snicker at him and his half-braided hair. The box was around
3"x3".
" What do you suppose it is?" Duo asked.
" It's probably a bomb." Heero replied.
Without warning the box exploded. The explosion was about the size of a firecracker's.
When the tiny bit of smoke cleared, a piece of paper floated to the ground.
Wufei picked it up. " It's a message." He read it aloud.
" Gundam Pilots,
Since you are reading this message then you have obviously destroyed the new
mobile doll. I am General Tasker, last active member of The Romefeller Foundation. My
technicians created the mobile doll you just destroyed and I have an entire army of them
awaiting you in Antartica. They are the most powerful mobile suits not made of
Gundanium alloy in the world.
The reason I write this letter is because I wish to invite you to fight these mobile
dolls and my men in the old Romefeller base in Antartica. When you have finished them
off--if you finish them off-- you will fight me in a duel to decide the real fate of The
Romefeller Foundation. If you do not show up, I will unleash the mobile dolls on the
unsuspecting world. If you contact the military, I will know because I monitor you day and
night and I will release the mobile dolls. So come tonight or witness the destruction of
the world."
The five teenagers stared at eachother.
" We better get inside. The sandstorm's coming this way." Quatre suggested.
" We don't have time to wait out the sand storm. If we're going to fight this guy, we'll
have to leave now." Trowa said.
" He's right." Heero agreed. " If we want to get there on time, we have to leave now."
**To Be Continued**