This is my first fic so please be nice…
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Mobile Suit Gundam, but I DO own the profile that I used to make this fanfic.
The year is 0079, Universal Century. The Principality of Zeon's forces have fought the
Earth Federation's militia to a stalemate. The Federation began to create its own Mobile Suits to
combat the ones created by Zeon. This operation was codenamed Project V. Project V is still 1
month away from completion, and Zeon is taking control of most of space. This is the story of
three young men, and the part they play in the One Year War. There will be sorrow, passion,
victory, defeat, and death…
Far out in space, on a lone mining asteroid…
"HEY!" the gruff looking mining captain yelled to his two wingmen, "Stop screwing around or I SWEAR you two will sleep with one eye open for the rest of your lives!"
"Chilllllllllllll cap'n!" the youngest of the three's voice cackled over the faulty radio, "I LOVE to mess around with Ralph, besides who doesn't? ...And don't say that you don't!
The captain remained awkwardly silent.
"Uh, Colal?" the third man, Ralph, muttered, "Come on! A little positive reinforcement would be nice here!"
"Hehehe…" the young one chuckled, "See, Ralph? No one likes you!" he then began to laugh uncontrollably.
"THAT IS IT JAKE!" Ralph screamed, "YOU ARE GOING DOWN!" he charged at Jake, eyes full of hate.
"STOP IT RIGHT NOW!" Colal yelled, flying his space worker ball in between the two of them, and holding them both back, "Before I get really angry."
"K-kay," Jake responded nervously, "B-b-back to work Cap'n."
The three of them worked their way into the asteroid returning to the same spot as every other day… Except today was special.
The three pods' claws were leisurely scraping away at the rock, searching for Gundariam Alloy, a super-hard form of metal that was in asteroids. Colal didn't know why the chief had a sudden interest in this, but this all started after an old, gray-bearded man with the Earth Federation symbol on his shoulder visited the asteroid five months ago. The chief has had them looking for any trace of this 'Alloy' ever since. All five months of looking and there wasn't a trace of the stuff. Colal thought it pointless, but didn't care what he was looking for really. He was actually kind of happy. He didn't have to work as much if they didn't find anything. He always found a form of central peace whenever he dug. Sitting alone, completely oblivious to the rest of the world. So peaceful… And Jake knew just how to ruin it.
"I FOUND IT!!!" Jakes voice screeched over the radio, "I. FOUND. IT!!!!!!"
"You don' mean…" Colal muttered, shocked.
"GUNDARIAM! GUNDARIAM! GUN! DAR! I! UM!" Jake was partying in his cockpit, proud of his discovery.
"Come on, Ralph!" Colal quickly flew over to Jake, seeing a huge chunk of metal rooted in the wall. 'This must have once been part of Luna II,' Colal thought to himself. 'Odd though, it's stuck in the wall… So how will it come out?'
"It's in too deep," Ralph stated the obvious.
"Thanks," Jake retorted, "Do you want to crap on anything else in my day or are you done?"
"Oh I'm sorry," Ralph said sarcastically, "Maybe I should ju-"
"ENOUGH!" Colal bellowed, trying to prevent any problems. The others were immediately silenced. "Okay," he murmured almost inaudibly, "Let's get back to the top deck and get some help, then split the bounty with them."
Jake protested immediately. "No WAY! I am not splitting my reward!"
"Do you have any bright ideas, Einstein?" Ralph commented, " 'Cuz I sure don't…"
"Actually, I do! C'mon guys, to the deck!" Jake took off, and the other two reluctantly followed him.
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Before long, the three were out of their Pods and waiting for Jake to get whatever it was that he came here for. Ralph followed Jake eagerly, trying to get a look at Jake's secret. Ralph Careener was the tallest of the three, but not the broadest. He was somewhat a klutz, and his body was covered in bruises as a result. His blonde hair was slightly lengthy, long enough to be pulled, as Jake often proved. He was born and raised on Earth, in America, coming to the asteroid shortly after his 26th birthday, almost a year ago. He had a small moustache close to his lip, but no beard.
"BACK!" Jake ordered, trying to find the secret in his VERY long footlocker. Jake Splinter was tall and wiry, but was still the smallest of the three. He was only nineteen after all! His straggly black hair went down to his shoulders, and he bore no facial hair at all. He lived his whole life on Side One, but his parents were from America, like Ralph.
Colal Canze just sat back and watched on, waiting to go and get the Gundariam. He always had an aura of mystery around him, and didn't tend to speak about himself. He was born on Earth, but when he was ten, he relocated to Side Seven and never returned to Earth since. His brown hair was crew cut, and he was clean shaven. He wore thin, rectangular, glasses at all times, and his accent was implacable.
"Here we go!" Jake emerged from the box with three long, military grade, 180mm cannons.
"Where'd you get THOSE from?" Ralph asked, astonished.
"I know a guy," Jake responded slyly. Each of them took their own cannons and went back to the Pods, "This will give us enough artillery to knock that thing outta' place!" Jake said as the three installed them on the top of their Pods, "Okay, whenever you're ready Cap'n, let's move out!"
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When they returned to the site, the three readied themselves for the substantial reward. "ALRIGHT!" Colal blasted through the channel, "LOCK AND LOAD!" They targeted the rock, "READY…" Jake was grinning with anticipation, "AIM…" Ralph tightened his grip and clenched his teeth, "FIRE!" A deafening boom was heard throughout the tunnel, and smoke rose from the wall they just fired at.
"D-did we do it?" Ralph managed to mutter out, staring hopefully into the thick smokescreen, trying to get a look at the Gundariam they just blasted away.
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The three Zaku II pilots were patrolling their sector, waiting until they could return to the Musai-class warship, the Wasp. "Hmph," the leader of the three blurted out, breaking the long silence, "I don't see why they have us do this, there is never anything to find!"
"'Tis true Renegade!" his Irish wing mate, Patrick Jennings, responded. "But a'hd rather be scanning 'round here this be put on med-duty back on the Wasp!"
"Yea…" the chestnut colored pilot, Zola Buffeng, added, "Our boys were more torn up then Reginald's Zaku I after Char went to town on it!"
"Don't remi-" Renegade Gutlang was cut off by an extremely large energy blast coming from a nearby mining asteroid, and as soon as it appeared, it vanished.
"What the 'ell?" Patrick immediately reacted to the reading.
Renegade knew what had happened immediately, it was an explosion, probably used to blow something away. But there was only one material that could stand up to an attack like that… He had to be sure. "Everyone turn your radios on the open channel and JUST LISTEN!"
They flipped on the radios and heard three voices talking, a young one, a loud one, and a firm one, "Here we go, latch some onto my back, Ralph," the firm voice faded out and the loud one took over, "Ok! There we go! Oh… we are gonna be RICH! Now latch it on my back," then the young voice took over, "Alright, now we just have to get this Gundariam back to the dock…"
Renegade flipped it off, for he had heard and recorded what he needed to hear. He let out a maniacal laugh that made him famous aboard the Wasp. "Ha ha ha… lets go you two!" With an evil smirk, he led the three of them to the asteroid, Zaku machine guns primed, the Zakus' gleaming eyes staring dead on at their target…
The Asteroid.
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As the three young men headed out of the tunnel something happened that caught Colal's eye. The green lights that represented other pods flashed out on his radar screen and were replaced with three yellow ones. 'What…?'
Jake neared the exit to the tunnel and, suddenly, something flashed in his head, making him pull back the pod quickly. As he looked at where he just was, a round of machine gun fire pounded into the ground. 'How…?'
Ralph peered over the edge of the hole they had to leave and saw four destroyed worker pods, smoldering out of the rock. 'Huh…?'
Colal led them out of the tunnel, and he saw something that will be scarred in his memory forever…
There were three green, giant, humanoid robots, flying down from space. The shield-like shoulders that they had bore a small, yellow symbol. Colal recognized the symbol immediately.
The Principality of Zeon.
One of the robots pink monochrome eyes turned and saw him. It raised its arm, and the three changed their direction toward Colal, Jake, and Ralph.
"Shit," Colal whispered, "Shit."
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Well that's it… There IS gonna be a fight scene in the next chapter so don't worry about lack of action. Please review!