Gundam Wing:
The Last Gundam
PROLOGUE
AC 195: The people of the outer space colonies, finally unable to deal with oppression from the Earth Federation, dispatched 5 experimental mobile suits to Earth to strike against the AEF in a procedure known as Operation Meteor. These 5 suits were known as Gundam. The gundams, after many efforts, managed to help establish peace...for a time...
AC 196: The recently established peace was disrupted, a new army established by Dekim Barton, one of the original minds behind Operation M, took advantage of the peace and made an invasion of Earth. With the gundams believed destroyed he felt there would be no resistance, however the gundams arrived. After the battle the pilots destroyed their gundams once and for all. According to history, after this, no mobile suits, in particular gundams were ever seen again.
However, history isn't always accurate, and peace not so easily attained, mobile suits were still out there. The following concerns the last battle that brought about peace
1. Reunion
--AC 199 : L-3 Colony Cluster--
"The paperwork is all in order Mr. Winner, all we need is your signature and the merger wil be legitmate."
"Of course, I look forward to the success of our two companies."
In the two years of peace following the destruction of his gundam Quatre Raberba Winner had managed to completely restore his familie's business. After the death of his father it had fallen into a state of disarray, and had nearly become bankrupt, it was a miracle in itself that he was able to not only pull the company out of the red, but had recently turned it into a corporate giant. Having done all this and only being 17 he had become quite the wunderkind to the business world.
"Well," he said, after signing "as much as I'd like to celebrate the success of our companies I'm afraid I have to go...pressing business." "We're sorry that you couldn't stay longer, but we understand...good luck." "Thanks," with that Quatre promptly exited the room.
Honestly, he had no other business, in fact he was free for the next week, he just wanted to get some time off. As he made his way to the elevator he started reflecting on the past, a habit he had been taking to quite frequently. It had only been 4 years, though it felt like ten, since he first arrived on Earth in the cockpit of his gundam, Sandrock, and it had only been 2 years since he bid it farewell once and for all. From here he began to wonder what happened to the others, the other 4 pilots that he had fought alongside time and again.
As he walked down the empty hallway his reflection was suddenly interrupted by a familiar voice.
"Well, good to see that you don't appear to have changed much..." Surprised, he turned to see the familiar face of Duo Maxwell, the pilot of gundam Deathscythe smiling back at him. "Duo! I didn't know you were out here" "That's because I just got in here earlier today, I got called to do a salvage job out here, and anyways I heard you were working out some business deal so I figured it wouldn't hurt to stop by and say hello." "Well, it looks like you're still the same too...how have you been doing the past 2 years?" "Not bad at all, with all the peace, Hilde and I were finally able to settle down and start up our own salvage business, Howard was thrilled to say the least, since now if we were gonna live at his place we'd be able to pay him."
The two old friends had now reached the lobby and walked out of the silent room talking of old times, old friends, and the last two years.
*****
"...so that's the last I heard from him"
Duo and Quatre had now been walking through the streets of the colony for at least an hour discussing the past. Mainly however, the conversation was steering towards what had happened to the others since they parted ways.
"Oh...I can't believe it's only been two years, it feels longer."
"Yeah, I know what you mean. Honestly, up until today, I wasn't even thinking I'd see any of the old group again...it's kind of refreshing"
"It is...maybe we should try to bring the entire group together again...as a kind of reunion..."
"Well, I think I know just wear to start."
"Huh?"
"Well, if I remember correctly I'm pretty sure this was the colony Trowa's circus was on..."
Quatre couldn't believe it. Trowa Barton (even though that wasn't his real name) had been the first of the 4 other gundam pilots that Quatre met. The two had become fast friends shortly after that. It especially surprised him to think that he had completely forgotten about it.
"So...think we ought to go pay him a visit?" Duo asked disrupting the memories.
"Sure, that is if you can remember the address..."
"That shouldn't be too hard to find anyway..."
*****
Elsewhere on the colony
*****
"Well, you seem to be very highly qualified Mr. Lowe, how soon can you start?"
"I prefer to start right now if it's not too much trouble."
"Of course not, follow me here, I'll introduce you to your partner."
With that, the two men proceeded out of the office and into the actual work yard. The younger of the two, lost in thought. While he had filed the job application as Odin Lowe Jr. his real name (as far as he could remember) was Heero Yuy. In the past two years since he had been shot down in Wing Zero, he had become completely detached. His gundam was gone and, as a result he didn't see why he shouldn't be able to settle down to a normal life, much like he may have once had before Operation M. However, it seemed incomplete, he couldn't help but feel Wing Zero wasn't destroyed yet, and, because of this he would be unable to live a normal life. It was because of this that he had spent the last two years drifting across the universe, taking odd jobs to get a little money and move on again.
Suddenly he noticed the older man, named Shikata, who had interviewed him for the job had stopped near a work pit with an old LEO suit in it. He was gesturing to a man who was welding on one of the arms.
"Hey, Bridges...over here..."
After Shikata said this the welder looked up, he removed his mask to reveal a 19 year-old black man.
"Yeah, what is it?"
"Got a new worker here..." he said pointing in Heero's direction "this is Odin Lowe Jr. I'm assigning him to your workforce if that's ok with you."
"Well, that depends, have him come up here, let's see what this kid can do."
Heero then moved over to a flight of metal stairs that led up to the arm of the suit. In a matter of moments he had run up onto the arm.
"That was fast...now let's see how good you are with the technical stuff, since that's what this job really entails."
With that Bridges removed the plating from one section of the arm. This was a popular test any time someone new applied at the company. Whenever they would intentionally scramble a basic circuit board and see how long it would take the newbie to figure out the problems and reassemble it. The average newbie could do it in 30 minutes minimum.
"So, think you can fix this?"
Without even answering Heero went right to work, moving with an almost machinelike efficiency Bridges and Shikata could only stare in wonder as he completed the repairs in a record of 21 minutes.
"Well," he said standing up with a look as though what he had done was only average work "was that acceptable"
"Shikata," Bridges called to his boss down below "do me a favor...try to find more like this guy...5 more like this and we'll be set for life."
As the two men laughed Heero couldn't help but smile as well. In fact, more emotions seemed to come easier to him in the past 2 years, this was not a rare occurence. 'Well' he thought to himself 'it still seems incomplete, but at least this feels like a step in the right direction.'
The Last Gundam
PROLOGUE
AC 195: The people of the outer space colonies, finally unable to deal with oppression from the Earth Federation, dispatched 5 experimental mobile suits to Earth to strike against the AEF in a procedure known as Operation Meteor. These 5 suits were known as Gundam. The gundams, after many efforts, managed to help establish peace...for a time...
AC 196: The recently established peace was disrupted, a new army established by Dekim Barton, one of the original minds behind Operation M, took advantage of the peace and made an invasion of Earth. With the gundams believed destroyed he felt there would be no resistance, however the gundams arrived. After the battle the pilots destroyed their gundams once and for all. According to history, after this, no mobile suits, in particular gundams were ever seen again.
However, history isn't always accurate, and peace not so easily attained, mobile suits were still out there. The following concerns the last battle that brought about peace
1. Reunion
--AC 199 : L-3 Colony Cluster--
"The paperwork is all in order Mr. Winner, all we need is your signature and the merger wil be legitmate."
"Of course, I look forward to the success of our two companies."
In the two years of peace following the destruction of his gundam Quatre Raberba Winner had managed to completely restore his familie's business. After the death of his father it had fallen into a state of disarray, and had nearly become bankrupt, it was a miracle in itself that he was able to not only pull the company out of the red, but had recently turned it into a corporate giant. Having done all this and only being 17 he had become quite the wunderkind to the business world.
"Well," he said, after signing "as much as I'd like to celebrate the success of our companies I'm afraid I have to go...pressing business." "We're sorry that you couldn't stay longer, but we understand...good luck." "Thanks," with that Quatre promptly exited the room.
Honestly, he had no other business, in fact he was free for the next week, he just wanted to get some time off. As he made his way to the elevator he started reflecting on the past, a habit he had been taking to quite frequently. It had only been 4 years, though it felt like ten, since he first arrived on Earth in the cockpit of his gundam, Sandrock, and it had only been 2 years since he bid it farewell once and for all. From here he began to wonder what happened to the others, the other 4 pilots that he had fought alongside time and again.
As he walked down the empty hallway his reflection was suddenly interrupted by a familiar voice.
"Well, good to see that you don't appear to have changed much..." Surprised, he turned to see the familiar face of Duo Maxwell, the pilot of gundam Deathscythe smiling back at him. "Duo! I didn't know you were out here" "That's because I just got in here earlier today, I got called to do a salvage job out here, and anyways I heard you were working out some business deal so I figured it wouldn't hurt to stop by and say hello." "Well, it looks like you're still the same too...how have you been doing the past 2 years?" "Not bad at all, with all the peace, Hilde and I were finally able to settle down and start up our own salvage business, Howard was thrilled to say the least, since now if we were gonna live at his place we'd be able to pay him."
The two old friends had now reached the lobby and walked out of the silent room talking of old times, old friends, and the last two years.
*****
"...so that's the last I heard from him"
Duo and Quatre had now been walking through the streets of the colony for at least an hour discussing the past. Mainly however, the conversation was steering towards what had happened to the others since they parted ways.
"Oh...I can't believe it's only been two years, it feels longer."
"Yeah, I know what you mean. Honestly, up until today, I wasn't even thinking I'd see any of the old group again...it's kind of refreshing"
"It is...maybe we should try to bring the entire group together again...as a kind of reunion..."
"Well, I think I know just wear to start."
"Huh?"
"Well, if I remember correctly I'm pretty sure this was the colony Trowa's circus was on..."
Quatre couldn't believe it. Trowa Barton (even though that wasn't his real name) had been the first of the 4 other gundam pilots that Quatre met. The two had become fast friends shortly after that. It especially surprised him to think that he had completely forgotten about it.
"So...think we ought to go pay him a visit?" Duo asked disrupting the memories.
"Sure, that is if you can remember the address..."
"That shouldn't be too hard to find anyway..."
*****
Elsewhere on the colony
*****
"Well, you seem to be very highly qualified Mr. Lowe, how soon can you start?"
"I prefer to start right now if it's not too much trouble."
"Of course not, follow me here, I'll introduce you to your partner."
With that, the two men proceeded out of the office and into the actual work yard. The younger of the two, lost in thought. While he had filed the job application as Odin Lowe Jr. his real name (as far as he could remember) was Heero Yuy. In the past two years since he had been shot down in Wing Zero, he had become completely detached. His gundam was gone and, as a result he didn't see why he shouldn't be able to settle down to a normal life, much like he may have once had before Operation M. However, it seemed incomplete, he couldn't help but feel Wing Zero wasn't destroyed yet, and, because of this he would be unable to live a normal life. It was because of this that he had spent the last two years drifting across the universe, taking odd jobs to get a little money and move on again.
Suddenly he noticed the older man, named Shikata, who had interviewed him for the job had stopped near a work pit with an old LEO suit in it. He was gesturing to a man who was welding on one of the arms.
"Hey, Bridges...over here..."
After Shikata said this the welder looked up, he removed his mask to reveal a 19 year-old black man.
"Yeah, what is it?"
"Got a new worker here..." he said pointing in Heero's direction "this is Odin Lowe Jr. I'm assigning him to your workforce if that's ok with you."
"Well, that depends, have him come up here, let's see what this kid can do."
Heero then moved over to a flight of metal stairs that led up to the arm of the suit. In a matter of moments he had run up onto the arm.
"That was fast...now let's see how good you are with the technical stuff, since that's what this job really entails."
With that Bridges removed the plating from one section of the arm. This was a popular test any time someone new applied at the company. Whenever they would intentionally scramble a basic circuit board and see how long it would take the newbie to figure out the problems and reassemble it. The average newbie could do it in 30 minutes minimum.
"So, think you can fix this?"
Without even answering Heero went right to work, moving with an almost machinelike efficiency Bridges and Shikata could only stare in wonder as he completed the repairs in a record of 21 minutes.
"Well," he said standing up with a look as though what he had done was only average work "was that acceptable"
"Shikata," Bridges called to his boss down below "do me a favor...try to find more like this guy...5 more like this and we'll be set for life."
As the two men laughed Heero couldn't help but smile as well. In fact, more emotions seemed to come easier to him in the past 2 years, this was not a rare occurence. 'Well' he thought to himself 'it still seems incomplete, but at least this feels like a step in the right direction.'
