Disclaimer: I do not own Mobile Suit Gundam G
I played a little game when I was watching the series. I would only watch one episode a day and keep track of how much I accomplished in that day to decide which episode was better. I liked every episode of Gundam G and what helps me remember them is Teamfourstar's reference to it with the Dragonball Super clip of Trunks wielding a giant sword. I hope I was able to make this an exciting first chapter if not I just want to thank Penelopi for beta reading this first chapter.
It's been twelve years since Domon defeated his brother and destroyed Devil Gundam. He was now married to Rain and a father to their boy and girl, Holden and Alison. Twelve years since they got married, they still retained their youthful appearances. Heck, Domon even wore the same headband.
Domon lived in an apartment with Rain before he, her, and their daughter and son moved to a more relaxing home. This new home of theirs was Neo Japan's neighborhood of familiar faces and close playgrounds.
The first thing the twelve year married couple found out about their new neighbors was none of them had heard of a woman engineer. Rain didn't know if she should be flattered by that comment or take it they believed only men should be mechanics. She found out, and couldn't believe it from what century they were living in, that the idea of a woman mechanic repulsed them.
At least the second neighbors they visited had a dog for their children Holden and Alison to play with. They could even feed the dog a certain treat that would make it love them forever.
The children had so much love and joy for all living beings. They took it more from Rain than Domon. He only liked people who were tough and helpful when it counted. Rain taught her children to give people respect as humans and only view them as less when they take advantage of you or steal.
The third neighbors were military people from Neo Canada. Canada was neither friends or enemies of Neo Japan, but these two were feeding the family of four with dark meat, mashed potatoes, chocolate milk, and string beans. They were asking Domon and Rain if they wanted to join the neighborhood pot luck two days from now.
" Do you think they will like my chicken curry with mango sauce, Domon?" Rain asked. She only made it once a month and even though she heard compliments about it from her family she wasn't sure it was good enough to feed to a whole neighborhood of people.
The old Domon would have said, "They're lucky you made something for them at all," but this Domon looked at her in the eyes. He wanted her to see the twinkle in them before he told her what he thought she should do.
"Why don't you and I have a contest to see who can cook better? I will cook those meats on a stick while you make your curry. Whoever can make the crowd smile more wins. But you're amazing at everything you do so it might be hard to win against you."
Behind this were his wishes to finally have a match with someone because there was no need for his Shinning Gundam. Domon was still a pilot, and defeating his brother only rose his desire for battle.
A Gundam was dodging plasma beams from a red coated Gundam. The pilot controlling the Gundam dodging the energy beams was a blind teenager. He was nineteen, was wearing a blue body suit covering his blue jacket with bone necklace and shorts, had fingerless red gloves, blond hair shorter than Domon's but with a similar hair style, and his eyes were a dead gray, not seeing anything. It was like a barrier was around the world blocking him from seeing except a gray serpent keeps staring at him and then biting him.
The Gundam behind him was piloted by one person who was standing in for his brother. He was wearing a black suit over his body, but that didn't give him the drive, spirit, or even the heart of a warrior. He was a white male with a red glass eyepatch on his left eye. He was shorter than Domon by half a foot but he had muscles that could match Argo in strength. Last he had a mustache.
" Give it up!" The pilot shooting at the blind teenager laughed maniacally. " You'll never make it to your neighborhood in time!"
The blind teenager's Gundam was blue with a red mouth section, green eyes glowing in its eye sockets, a head of a paper airplane motif, gray metallic legs, and a blue torso.
The man chasing that Gundam's robot was a four winged, purple torso, black metallic leg, wolf headed, glowing red eyed, plasma rifle carrying with a blade on its right foot, and green hand Gundam aiming at the teenager's Gundam.
Not many people would allow a blind person to pilot a Gundam but his flying was more than just acceptable for his condition, it was beyond even well trained Gundam pilots who could see. His name is Caro Heejah. Caro wasn't always blind which means he's seen the world in the past. Now he was just seeing the world through his speed letting it pass by, but for his chaser he would leave him in the dust.
Just when it looked like his enemy had him targeted in his sights Caro activated a button that made five multicolored Gundam's appear, but they were all just illusions to confuse his attacker, and it worked well.
" Where did they come from? What kind of Gundam splits apart? I thought Neo Canada never had any advancements!"
He was moving further and further away from his pursuer. He might be able to get there in time...he wasn't so lucky. Flying at dashing speed from well made thrusters was the brother of his pursuer.