G- Gundam: The Next Alliance, A New Adventure!
This is my first G- Gundam fic, I love the show though. This might get a little confusing
since I'm using all OCs, but all my characters are based directly off of the characters
from the original G- Gundam.
*Disclaimer:* I don't own G- Gundam (but I wish I owned Domon…).
*****
A young man trudged through the streets of Italy on Earth: or what remained of it. He
was tall and had the slim, lean muscularity common to Gundam fighters. His chaotic hair
was dark though gold at the top; his eyes were a light amber.
The Fifteenth Gundam Fight had just begun. And this young man was Neo- Italy's
contender.
Andrea Berchiolli had always aspired to be the greatest in whatever he did. Just eight
years ago, when he was 10, he had first heard of Domon Kasshu. They said he really was
the greatest, the 'Gundam of all Gundams.' He had fought for something; he had won and
he had gotten it. Now Andrea wanted to be the next Gundam of Gundams.
"Andrea, wait up!" a girl's voice cried from behind him. Andrea kept walking. "Andrea, I
said hold up a second!" He turned to look at her briefly; then turned back and started
walking again.
This girl was his age, lithe and slim. Her hair was golden; her eyes dark green. But
Andrea didn't care. He really didn't like this girl.
"Girl," Andrea said to her, "I don't want to talk or walk with you."
"But why not?" the girl called Chiara pestered. "I am your crew, Andrea, I need to know
you better."
"The only thing you need to know about me," said Andrea frigidly, "is that I don't like
people butting on my private business and pestering me."
Chiara stopped. "Fine then. I'm going to work on Donna Gundam…"
"Whatever, so long as it doesn't recquire my presence." The girl stalked off and Andrea
kept walking, thinking she really was immature.
A man bumped into him. With a careless glance, Andrea threw the man over his hip, and
walked silently forward again. People should watch where they're going, he thought. As
he walked he looked around. The village he was walking through was ravaged. Buildings
still smoked faintly. Garbage littered the streets and many families had sheltered
themselves under blankets.
"Looks familiar," said Andrea to himself.
After wandering around for some time, he walked into a cold building that was the base
of Neo- Italy.
**
"Can we trust him?" a man adressed two others. He was short and round, with glasses.
His hair was balding and a looked perpetually nervous.
"Relax, Iwa," another man said lazily. This man was tall and thin with a mass of dark hair
and dark blue eyes. "Andrea Berchiolli is perfect for our plan."
"Kaori's right," said the third man, Jagger. Jagger was extremely tall and muscled; his
hair was dark green and his eyes the same color. "Andrea Berchiolli is young and angry,
besides being a remarkable fighter. He will be quite useful for our purposes."
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That was a short chapter I know but the rest will be longer. Please review.
This is my first G- Gundam fic, I love the show though. This might get a little confusing
since I'm using all OCs, but all my characters are based directly off of the characters
from the original G- Gundam.
*Disclaimer:* I don't own G- Gundam (but I wish I owned Domon…).
*****
A young man trudged through the streets of Italy on Earth: or what remained of it. He
was tall and had the slim, lean muscularity common to Gundam fighters. His chaotic hair
was dark though gold at the top; his eyes were a light amber.
The Fifteenth Gundam Fight had just begun. And this young man was Neo- Italy's
contender.
Andrea Berchiolli had always aspired to be the greatest in whatever he did. Just eight
years ago, when he was 10, he had first heard of Domon Kasshu. They said he really was
the greatest, the 'Gundam of all Gundams.' He had fought for something; he had won and
he had gotten it. Now Andrea wanted to be the next Gundam of Gundams.
"Andrea, wait up!" a girl's voice cried from behind him. Andrea kept walking. "Andrea, I
said hold up a second!" He turned to look at her briefly; then turned back and started
walking again.
This girl was his age, lithe and slim. Her hair was golden; her eyes dark green. But
Andrea didn't care. He really didn't like this girl.
"Girl," Andrea said to her, "I don't want to talk or walk with you."
"But why not?" the girl called Chiara pestered. "I am your crew, Andrea, I need to know
you better."
"The only thing you need to know about me," said Andrea frigidly, "is that I don't like
people butting on my private business and pestering me."
Chiara stopped. "Fine then. I'm going to work on Donna Gundam…"
"Whatever, so long as it doesn't recquire my presence." The girl stalked off and Andrea
kept walking, thinking she really was immature.
A man bumped into him. With a careless glance, Andrea threw the man over his hip, and
walked silently forward again. People should watch where they're going, he thought. As
he walked he looked around. The village he was walking through was ravaged. Buildings
still smoked faintly. Garbage littered the streets and many families had sheltered
themselves under blankets.
"Looks familiar," said Andrea to himself.
After wandering around for some time, he walked into a cold building that was the base
of Neo- Italy.
**
"Can we trust him?" a man adressed two others. He was short and round, with glasses.
His hair was balding and a looked perpetually nervous.
"Relax, Iwa," another man said lazily. This man was tall and thin with a mass of dark hair
and dark blue eyes. "Andrea Berchiolli is perfect for our plan."
"Kaori's right," said the third man, Jagger. Jagger was extremely tall and muscled; his
hair was dark green and his eyes the same color. "Andrea Berchiolli is young and angry,
besides being a remarkable fighter. He will be quite useful for our purposes."
*********
That was a short chapter I know but the rest will be longer. Please review.