Rau's New Plaything
Chapter 01: The Nightmare Begins
MSN-04 Sazabi: GREETINGS, LOYAL SOLDIERS OF NEO-ZEON! I am MSN-04 Sazabi here to help with this fic. With blessing straight from the original writer of this fic GunpowderWizard, I am making my own version of "Rau's New Plaything" for your enjoyment, so R&R soldiers!
Disclaimer: I do not own this fanfic's basic premise, or the Gundam franchise for that matter. But a guy can dream.
It all started when everyone's most beloved mask-wearing-harbinger-of-apocalyptic-death-type MS pilot sat in his office concocting new ways to blow everyone into a million little itty-bitty pieces when…
"Hmm…." Thought Rau, as he stared into the infinite darkness of space, "should I sacrifice another she-goat to the God Of The Apocalypse? Nope, done that already." He soon took another swig from his cup of coffee thinking just what to do next when…
"Oh damn it to hell," thought the newest of the Char clones "better answer nature's latest call." He got up from his chair to his private washroom aboard the Nazca-class flagship Vesalius. A few seconds later, he had finished his personal business and the masked psychotic returned himself to his rather disturbing and unnerving train of thought. He was about to take another swig when he noticed something rather unusual.
For some strange reason, there was a wristwatch in his coffee.
"What the deuce?" (Author's Notes: There will be other references to pop culture throughout this fanfic such as this one here from "Family Guy", so be attentive and observant. P.S. HAIL NEO-ZEON!)
The Providence pilot dipped his hand into the coffee and retrieved the curiously placed device from the cup.
His train of thought became more conventional as he looked as the watch. What was it? Whose was it? And more importantly, who owned it?
His priorities however, changed as he looked at the watch, thus deciding that the first question was of more importance as he started fiddling with the watch, finally pressing a button on the very bottom of the supposed watch, and with that, a hologram appeared from the screen of the watch.
"'Allo, guvnor." Said what looked like a superdeformed version of the MSN-04 Sazabi from "Char's Counterattack", red color scheme and all. "If you found this, then I felt that you were good enough to receive this ACME R.D.D. (short for Reality Distortion Device), from yours truly, MSN-04 Sazabi, though YOU can simply call me Sazabi, if it makes things easier."
"…" Rau Le Creuset could not help but stare at the hologram with rapt interest at what the "wristwatch" had to say.
"This li'l beaut receives your audio commands and by means of distorting the bleedin' fabric of time and space, turns it into reality. So it's basically a bloody wish granting machine in all respects."
A multitude of contradictory thoughts ran through the masked madman's head at that moment.
On one hand, it may be a trap set up by their enemy, the Earth Alliance.
On the other hand, the hologram was rather convincing, a wish granting machine was something he always wanted. Then again, who hasn't?
Rau had decided to follow his instincts and trust the hologram thinking, "What's the worst that could happen?"
"Well if you truly are a wish granting machine, then show me the one that's been nagging at me since Day 1, I mean it's really bugging the—" Soon the hologram interrupted Rau in the middle of his rant "GET ON WITH IT!"
"Sorry about that." Apologized Commander Le Creuset. "Anyhoo," said Rau, "Show me a world where Lacus Clyne is Supreme Overlord!"
"Right-o, then" Replied the hologram. A bright flash of light, and there were posters of a scowling Lacus Clyne with a caption reading, "Big Sister is watching you" underneath.
Rau looked around and thought, "This should prove somewhat surreal."
The hologram reappeared asking "You trust me now, then?" Rau wanted to change it back, but at the same time, wanted to see what was different about this world. "This is going to be interesting," he thought grinning wildly.
MSN-04 Sazabi: What'd you guys think so far? Good? Bad?