SD Gundam Force GF
An SD Gundam Force fanfiction by Preventer Void
Episode 1: Super Dimensional Guard, Go!
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Well, I imagine some of you out there are looking at this and saying things like "What the heck is this!" and "Where's Codename Lightning, you lazy bastard!" (Gimme a minute guys, I'm only human...)
Anyway, here's the story. In case you didn't know, I'm a regular at GameFAQ's Gundam board. A few months ago, a trend arose of people creating stories and asking the others on the board to create characters to occupy that story's world. In a sense, it's a mix of a fanfic and a role-play. Anyway, yours truly wanted to get in on the action as well, but the really good ideas (Super Robot Wars and G-Generation) had already been taken. A couple of days later, I was looking up information on SD Gundam Force's second season, and everything came together.
Two big notes here: This story is in no way connected to the plot of the SD Gundam Force anime; consider it an AU. Also, the real SD Gundam Force uses characters who are based off of Mobile Suits from Gundam series that have aired in America (namely 0079, Char's Counterattack, G-Gundam, Wing and Endless Waltz). Since I was dealing with people who are much better versed in the realm of Gundam, I chose to open sign-ups to any and all official series. This means that you will eventually see characters representing every Gundam anime, as well as several of the official manga and video game sidestories. Without any further ado, enjoy!
As for rating, I'd probably put this at T just for safety. There isn't really much objectionable other than a couple of mild swear words once in a while, but better safe than sorry, right?
In the shadowy regions of the dimensional nexus, there stood a castle. Its stone construction was the dark crimson of dried blood, and its parapets and keeps were topped with wicked spikes. The tower of the central keep had a single, circular window in the front which, when lit, gave the entire building the image of a malevolent cyclops. The lightning that flashed through the unstable region only added to the castle's evil countenance.
Inside the main keep, the castle's lord waited for his minions to gather. He had been marshaling his forces and sending out decoy teams to gauge their chosen realm's defenses. Now, he felt, the time was ripe. They had their army at the ready. Their allies were prepared in their own dimensions. And now all he had to do was give the word, and the attack would begin.
The doors to the audience chamber swung open slowly as a pair of Soldier Dogas entered the room, a third with bright blue armor standing in the hallway. With a commanding but still feminine voice, the blue Doga spoke. "My lord, they have arrived."
With a slow nod of his massive head, the general indicated that his minions should enter. The first into the room was Lady Qubeley, flanked by her twin bodyguards, Gazu-E and Gazu-W. He took a minute to admire her figure before reminding himself that her bodyguards took an attitude with anyone they thought threatened their charge, physically or otherwise. He wished they would display that same fire on the battlefield; as it was, they were pretty pathetic bodyguards.
Immediately following Qubeley came her subordinates, Captain Zaku, Lieutenant Jarja, Lt. Commander Gelga, and Lieutenant Tetra. They stood a respectful distance behind their leader as she bowed respectfully. "I've been awaiting your summons with baited breath, General. I do hope it's good news."
The General nodded again, giving off the impression that any motion was painful for his large frame. "I shall, but let us wait for Captain Bawoo and his people first."
Qubeley quickly looked over her shoulder, a motion that would have been like a human woman tossing her hair contemptuously. "He's here. He just insisted upon 'ladies first'. For all his negative qualities, I can at least say he's courteous."
As if on cue, Captain Bawoo came striding into the room a second later, flanked by his minions Commander Dreissen, Commander Physalis, Lieutenant Jagd, and Blaster Zssa. Briefly regarding Qubeley and her entourage with a cold glance, he bowed to the General. "It's a pleasure as always, sir. Now, if you'll pardon my impatience..."
"I understand," the General interrupted. "It has been a good while since our last conversation, and in that time our dimension has grown ever more unstable. Fortunately, things may be looking up for we of the Dark Axis."
"Do you mean...?" began Lt. Commander Jarja.
The General nodded yet again. "It seems as if our forces are at sufficient strength to take that new dimension. In fact, considering we're only going up against a world full of organics, we're probably over-armed."
Commander Physalis sneered. "Disgusting creatures, all of them. There's no such thing as excessive force when it comes to them."
"As I was saying," their leader continued as his monoeye glanced over the assembly, "I believe that at our current strength, we should be able to overcome them. The only question is, who among you is willing to lead our initial foray into this new dimension?"
Blaster Zssa rose to her feet and hefted her gunspear over her shoulder. "Please, General, send me. I'll deal with these organic-loving losers with no trouble at all."
"Very well," the General said. "Prepare the Soldier Dogas and load up the Musaka and two Endras. Our conquest of Neotopia begins today..."
High in the skies of Neotopia hovered a military facility of incredible sophistication. To the casual observer, it would have looked like nothing more than a gigantic, metal hand - assuming they could see through the heavy cloud cover that perpetually surrounded the base. Even if a civilian could get inside, he would have a hard time comprehending everything around him. Although Neotopia was a fairly advanced world, the lion's share of its technology was concentrated in defense. Without the common folks realizing it, their leaders were secretly aiding in the funding of one of the most advanced defensive forces in this or most other galaxies.
That was exactly how they wanted it.
The less the general populace knew, the better. If a fight broke out in a remote region, people could go on with their everyday lives without missing a beat. But if a battle happened in the middle of a populous region, there would be questions. Who attacked us? Why did they attack us? When will they come back? Who fought them off? Why were we never told about this? Those questions were too heady to answer, and would leave too many people unhappy and worried. So the public remained blissfully unaware of the Super Dimensional Guard's existence, and that was fine by its leader.
Today, however, General Haro knew something was wrong. He could just feel it in his bones when he woke up this morning. Now, as he sat in his chair on the bridge of Blanc Base, the feeling was that much stronger. He almost didn't want to ask the crew to do a random search - that might worry them. But then he told himself that it was better to be cautious than careless.
Turning to the operator, he spoke. "Julie, perform a routine sweep of the area within a five hundred mile radius of Neotopia City. I have a bad feeling that our mystery enemy is going to try something."
Julie looked over her shoulder at the Commander. It took some getting used to a commanding officer with a spherical head, but if anything, she was flexible. "You really think they're going to try something, sir?"
"I'd bet my life that today's the day."
With that reassurance, Julie started the sweep. After about five minutes, her console began beeping. "It looks like you may be right, sir. There's a sign of dimensional weakness about three hundred miles east of the city."
Haro rose from his chair. "Is anything coming through?"
The silence in the bridge was unbearable. Finally, Julie spoke. "Yes, there's a ship. It has similar markings to the scouts we've encountered in the past."
"I see," the commander said as he settled back into his chair. He had been right; the enemy had chosen today to attack. Now, there was only one thing for it. "Call in the Gundam Force. I want all available members here A.S.A.P. We have a job to do, so we're going to do it right."
By the tone of his voice, you would never know that General Haro was actually scared senseless.
"Irasshai masu, Sil-chan, V-kun!"
Lieutenant Silhouette of the SDG nodded to the hostess as she and Ensign V entered the restaurant and headed back to the kitchen. By now, the SDG's members were known to be excellent customers, and head chef Michiba was happy to serve them. After a minute, Michiba came out of the kitchen, wiping his hands on a napkin.
"It's good to see you again. Your order is ready, but are you sure you'll be able to carry it?"
"Don't worry," Sil said, "we have a friend with us, but he ran off to get a new CD. We'll foist some of them off on him when he gets here."
The chef chuckled. "You guys sure love rice balls. Why is that, anyway?"
After thinking for a second, V shrugged. "I dunno, we just do. I mean, why does anyone like eating anything?"
"You have a point there," Michiba said contemplatively. "Well, I'll go get your rice balls," he added as he went back into the kitchen.
Shortly afterwards, the two Gundams left the restaurant with three large bags full of rice balls. Sil looked around the streets, trying to spot X. "Hmm, he's late. I hope nothing's wrong."
"You know how how he gets over Nami Tamaki," V said dismissively. "Give him a little time."
Almost as soon as the words were spoken, the two of them saw the crowd give way as Ensign Gundam X ran up to them, CD clutched tightly in hand and panting heavily. Sil put her free hand on her hip before asking in a sarcastic tone, "Is it THAT good of an album, X?"
The young Gundam held up a hand to stem the flow of jokes as he caught his breath, then coughed before replying. "Guys...HQ called...it's an emergency. We're on call."
As he sat in front of his computer, General Haro tried to hide his unease. Normally, for a man wearing a large spherical headmask, this would be as easy as falling off a log. However, given what he thought of his COs, he wouldn't have been surprised if they could smell fear. When the clock struck 2 PM, the screen lit up with the video conference window.
"Well, General," said the Secretary of Defense said as he steepled his fingers in front of his face. "It looks like the day you've been preparing for so long is finally here."
Haro nodded. "Indeed it is, Mister Hymem. Honestly, I'd prefer that it weren't happening at all..."
Hymem's aide, Bosque Ohm, snorted derisively. "What's the matter, afraid your little toy robots aren't up to the job?"
"That's enough, Bosque," Jamitov interrupted. "It's obvious that the General would rather there was no threat, and therefore no need to have such a force."
"Right as usual, sir," Haro replied. He despised Ohm; the big man, who was built like a bull, at times seemed to be about as intelligent as one. He also had a knack for being incredibly stubborn and irritating.
"Nobody wants war," the Secretary continued, "But against an enemy who will not be negotiated with, you must fight. I approve of the deployment of the SDG. Deal with these monsters as you see fit."
Behind the mask, Haro breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you, sir. We'll deploy immediately to prevent them from damaging the city."
The monitor darkened. Rising from his chair, General Haro left his office and headed for the hangar. It was time to see if they were really ready...
High over the rolling plains outside of Neotopia City, the sleek crimson form of the Dark Axis battleship Musaka hovered over the ground at a height of one thousand feet. Inside the launch bay, a large division of Soldier Dogas stood at attention as their commander, Blaster Zssa, started pacing back in front in forth of the open bay doors, which showed a view of the city proper.
"Alright, boys," she said as she gestured dramatically towards the peaceful-looking buildings of the city. "The big boss says our job is to take down those ruddy organics, so that's what we're gonna do! Everybody lock and load, 'cause it's time to BLOW THE HELL OUTTA EVERYTHING!"
The Dogas looked at each other sideways, trying to keep from showing their confusion. Deciding that it was better to keep from annoying their trigger-happy commander, they all thrust their machineguns into the air and yelled out in half-hearted assent. Thankfully, Zssa didn't notice the lateness of the response; she was too busy looking at the large buildings and imagining how pretty it would be when they all blew up and fell over. With an odd-sounding giggle, she walked to the edge and tried to get a better view when...
"Commander!"
The surprise almost made Zssa stumble out of the ship head-first. A couple of Dogas ran up and grabbed her arms to pull her back inside. "Dammit, Eyezack! You're trying to kill me, aren't you!"
Down on the surface, the blue Zako lookalike was running towards the ships as fast as his chubby head would allow. He activated his radio. "Commander! There's a warship approaching from the city, and fast!"
"What!" Zssa muttered sulfurous curses under her breath as she scanned the skies. "I don't see it...where is..."
Before she completed her sentence, bursts of glowing blue beam blasts came screaming by the Musaka's fuselage from the clouds above. The white masses parted, revealing a white and blue battleship, its beam cannons trained on the Musaka. The communications system blared to life. "Commander, the ship is hailing us."
With a faint crackle of static, a commanding male voice came over the communications system. "I am Captain Nu Gundam of the SDG. I have been authorized to use weapons in defense of Neotopia and its populace. Surrender immediately."
Zssa pumped her fist angrily at the white ship. "I'm not running without a fight, buster! All units, ATTACK!"
On the flight deck of the Pegasus, Captain Nu sighed. "It just had to be the hard way, didn't it?"
Standing to the Captain's side, Gunsaber Zeta shrugged. "Well, we were told not to expect negotiations to work. After all, that's why they need us."
"I see your point," Nu said as he rubbed the back of his head. "Alright then, I guess we'll have to see if we're all really ready. Saber, I want you to lead the Gun Zeta team. Panzer, Jetter, Blader, V, X, Alise, you all stick to flight and harass their warships. The rest of us will head to the ground and deal with their forces. And remember, everyone comes back alive, you hear me?"
"Yessir!" came the chorus from the Gundam Force.
"Alright then." Stepping up, Nu stomped his feet into the catapult.
The doors opened.
The green light came on.
"Captain Nu, launching!"
With a flare of bright blue thrusters, Nu flew through the sky, headed straight towards the Musaka. Unfortunately, he lacked the ability to fly, but that didn't stop him from getting in a couple of shots with his beam rifle as he passed by, scoring a hit on one of the beam cannon turrets. The anti-air guns fires as he flew by, but his maneuvering thrusters allowed him to evade it easily. As he neared the ground, he heard several resounding thuds as the rest of his team landed behind him. Looking over his shoulder, he saw Silhouette, Javelin, Mudrock, Guntrigger, and the Z2 team rising to their feet and drawing their main weapons. Several yards in front of them, Zssa and her Doga forces landed in the same fashion. Nu leveled his beam rifle at Zssa and looked her eye-to-eye. "You only get one more warning. Surrender immediately."
"How's about THIS FOR AN ANSWER!" Zssa cried as she began blazing away at Nu with her gunspear and beam cannons while shooting a salvo of missiles. Thrusting to the side, he used his vulcans to shoot down the missiles and started firing his beam rifle. Zssa charged him head-on, still firing her beam cannons and heating up the bayonet on her gunspear...
The Gundam Force, outnumbered by the Soldier Dogas, looked to each other. Silhouette, as the ranking officer, nodded to the others. "Javelin, you're with me. Everyone else give us some cover fire. Go!" Drawing her beam saber left-handed, she fired at one of the leading Soldier Dogas as she rushed forward. At her side, Javelin did the same. A second later, a hail of beam blasts, missiles and cannon shells darted past them and headed for the Dogas.
The squad leader blinked in stunned surprise at the incoming attack. Instantly, all his training melted away and he panicked, blindly spraying his beam machinegun in an attempt to knock down some of the missiles. Unfortunately for him, he didn't think to move while doing so, and most of the Dogas in his team followed suit. In a burst of bright red fire, they were sent headlong, landing on their heads, backsides, or in any number of uncomfortable positions.
Off to the side, Eyezack watched in horror. What was supposed to be an easy conquest was rapidly souring. Realizing that he might actually have to help out, he looked around for a weapon. Of to his side lay a beam tomahawk, dropped by one of the unfortunate Dogas. Creeping on his hands and knees, he tried to sneak over as quietly as possible so as not to attract the Gundams' attention. Almost there, his hand reached out...
...And a heavy blue-gray foot stomped down on top of the tomahawk's handle. Looking up slowly, Eyezack found the massive form of a Gundam looking down at him.
"You wouldn't be thinking of doing anything rash...would you?"
Eyezack shook his head pitifully.
"Good." One of the Gundam's beefy fists came down on the back of the smaller mecha's head, knocking him out cold.
Looking over from her clash, Sil nodded. "I didn't see you there, Striker."
Gunstriker nodded as he pulled out his blaster beam rifle. "I figured they had a recon man, so I took it upon myself to investigate. So, is anyone left, or did you kids spoil my fun?"
Nu and Zssa clashed as they locked sabers and glared each other down.
"You know you can't win. Just back down and maybe we can talk about this."
"Talk about THIS, PUNK!"
While still in close range, Zssa fired her beam cannons into Captain's face, making a gigantic explosion as she jumped back, laughing wildly. "So much for that guy!"
"Don't be too confident..."
The smoke cleared, first leaving an odd triangular shape hanging in mid-air, then totally faded away. To Zssa's complete stupefaction, Nu stood there as clean as if he had just stepped out of the shower. Hovering in front of him were three of those radiator fins - they WERE radiator fins, right? - making a plane of force that shimmered in the hazy light. As the fins reattached themselves to his back, Nu raised his beam saber again. "Still want to go?"
Zssa looked around wildly. "My troops! Where are my troops!"
"Taken care of," Gunstriker said curtly as he and the rest of the ground-based team came up to support Captain.
"So are the weapons on your ships," added Zeta as he and the flying team hovered nearby.
"Um...umm..."
Nu shook his head. "I told you to surrender..."
"Ku...DAMN YOU! DAMN YOU ALL! RETREAT!"
With a wordless cry of rage, Zssa turned and quickly boosted back towards the Musaka, followed by the Soldier Dogas, two of which had to carry Eyezack. As the ships turned to run, Gunjetter pointed his buster rifles at them.
"Let them go," Nu said as he reached out and pushed the twin weapons down.
"But sir!" the transforming Gundam protested, "if we let them run..."
"...I'm hoping that they got the message this time," Nu interrupted. "I would prefer not to kill anyone, or to litter the landscape."
Lieutenant S put her hands on her hips and watched the ships as they jumped through the dimensional gate. "So what do we do if they come back?"
"What else," Ensign V said with a shrug. "We'll have to be ready for them."
"Hah! The mighty warrior returns, her tail between her legs!"
Zssa growled as she pointed her gunspear at Lieutenant Tetra. "You shut up!"
"Enough!" Commander Zaku said as he stood between the two, holding them at arm's length. "We can't blame Zssa for what happened today. We were anticipating little resistance from the organics...the idea that they had an armed force of beings like ourselves never even entered into it."
The General nodded. "Indeed. That was an unfortunate oversight on my part. I should have had our scouts look harder."
"Don't blame yourself, sir." This came from Qubeley. "They've obviously been keeping this group's existence as secret as they could. Instead of pointing fingers and screaming at each other, we need to learn from our mistakes and work harder next time."
"Well said, Lady. And I assure you all," he said as his monoeye glowed a menacing green, "there WILL be a next time..."
Zako...Zako...Zako...
It's the Zako Zako Hour!
Zako 1: Ladies and gentle-bots, welcome to the Zako Zako Hour! You may be asking yourselves what we're doing here...
Zako 2: You see, since the Dark Axis replaced us with those new (mocking voice) Soldier Dogas...
Zako 3: We've been out of a job! So now, we're here to inform and entertain you, the readers!
Zako 2: So, what do we talk about first?
Zako 1: How about...this guy?
(The screen lights up with images of Captain Nu in battle.)
Zako 1: This is the leader of the Gundam Force, Captain Nu Gundam. Model number RX-93, his weapons include a large beam saber, vulcans, a beam rifle, and a new hyper bazooka.
Zako 3: Wait a second! What about those?
(The screen shows Captain blocking Zssa's shot with the "fins".)
Zako 2: I know! Those are a new type of weapon called "fin funnels", which are an improvement of the funnels that some people like Lady Q use.
Zako 3: How are they better than Lady Q's?
Zako 2: In addition to being ranged attack weapons, they can generate a beam barrier, like Blaster Zssa found out the hard way!
Zako 3: So why are they all on one side of his body? It makes him look strange.
Zako 1: According to our sources, Captain Nu's development was interrupted by our attack. Because of that, he had to rush into battle in an imcomplete state.
Zako 3: So where did this guy come from?
(The screen changes to show an SDGF-styled Alex.)
Zako 1: Apparently, Captain began his life as a lieutanant of the Gundam Force.
(The screen changes to show the silhouette of another Gundam.)
Zako 1: In fact, rumor has it that his mentor was the original captain of the Gundam Force!
Zako 2: I bet he was an incredible fighter!
Zako 3: Wow, no wonder Zssa got her butt kicked so easily!
Zssa: (off-screen) WHAT WAS THAT!
(She comes dashing across the stage, all weapons blazing and chasing the Zakos off.)
Zako 1: (hiding near the "camera") Well, I guess that's all this for this time but everyone, remember...
For the future of the Dark Axis, ZAKO SOLDIERS, FIGHT!
(Fade to black)
Zssa: (still firing) COME BACK HERE!
Zakos: Zako!