CHAPTER 1:

It was dark.

There was nothing to touch, nothing to see, and nothing to feel. I thought I was dead, and I thought I would end up in a place filled with fire, and the devil, with its crooked, ugly horns would laugh at me. It would then drag me across the molten rocks, up to this massive cliff, and force me to look at what I truly dreaded. A place with burning lava, where my body would slowly melt into pieces as the burning sensation of the lava would slowly drown me. Hell.

It seems that this was not the case. Instead of melting in hell and completely wiped out from existence, I started to see light. I suddenly felt a strange sensation, a feeling of softness. As soon as the light started to get brighter, I started to gain consciousness. I started to smell, to feel, and to hear various noises that surrounded me. Soon after, I started to open my eyes.

"Sir, patient 127 is waking up!" A voice called out. The voice had a nervous tone to it, suggesting that the man seemed to be nervous when he saw me waking up.

I woke up right after I heard a man's voice. Feeling slightly dazed, I looked straight up, expecting to know where I was. I saw tiles of ivory-colored squares lined up in straight rows. Realizing that the tiles that were lined up were part of the ceiling, I got up to see where I was currently. After I rose up, I started to look at my surroundings. Turning over to the left, I saw two rows of arranged bottles, all stacked up inside a shelf. Uninterested, I turned over to the right, and saw an array of curtains covering up something; a window. Observing all of the room's surroundings, I thought that I was in a hospital. Just before I was about to jump out of my bed,

"Don't try and hurt yourself now." A deep voice called me.

Upon hearing this, I immediately turned my head toward where the voice came from. When I looked at the door, there was a man with a white lab quote standing beside his assistant. He had a confident posture, and his thick glasses only seemed to augment the man's bulky figure along with his thick black moustache. I guessed that he was one of the higher-ups, or a doctor. The assistant that was beside the large man was scrawny. He was small, but he wore enormously large glasses that seemed to rival even the doctor's glasses itself.

"Bring me my suitcase Jeremy." The bulky man ordered.

Upon hearing the order, the assistant quickly carried a large suitcase and brought it over to the doctor. After his boss received the suitcase, the assistant hurriedly walked back behind where the doctor was standing.

"So, this is patient 127?" The doctor asked the assistant standing behind him.

"Yes sir. The patient has just woken up." The assistant answered back.

Right after the assistant answered, the doctor immediately carried his large suitcase with little effort, and walked up to me. The doctor then sat on the stool that was near my bed. Staring into my face, the doctor then started to reach inside his suitcase, and took out a needle. He then started to fill up the needle with liquid from a strange vial he took out from his other pocket. The needle was labeled "medical purposes", and when I looked at it, I got anxious.

"Here. It won't hurt that much. Just bear with the slight pain okay?" The doctor asked me with a slight smile on his face. He then injected the needle deeply into my arms.

I started to cringe in pain, but stopped as the fluid in the needle started to flow inside my body. Gradually, my body started to feel relaxed. The liquid inside the needle spread throughout my body, and I started to feel better for some reason. Even though there was still pain from the needle being inside me, I easily ignored it. Feeling better than before, I decided to ask the doctor what this liquid was.

"Doctor, what's the liquid that was inside the needle?" I asked with a slight smile on my face.

"That, was regenerative fluid." The doctor answered with a steady smile.

The doctor then removed the needle that was inside my arm, and handed the needle to the assistant behind him. The man then stood up, and introduced himself.

"My name is Dr. Porter. I am one of the doctors here in this hospital. One of the head doctors actually." The doctor said politely.

"My name is…. Dr. Dhillion. I would prefer that you call me Assistant Dhillion though. " The assistant also introduced himself, although he still had that nervous look on this face.

After the two doctors introduced themselves, Assistant Dhillion lifted his own suitcase, and was just about to leave the room. Suddenly, Dr. Porter grabbed him by the shoulder.

"Stay. I still have to talk to Patient 127. We still have much to discuss." Dr. Porter ordered. Assistant Dhillion immediately listened to Porter's orders and walked back to where the head doctor was.

Without a second thought, I interrupted the two doctors on their conversation. I hoped to know where this hospital was, and why I was doing here.

"Where is this place?" I asked the two doctors, hoping to know more about where this place was.

Immediately, the two doctors made contact with me, and stood up straight. The doctor then checked the sign that was located at the top of the room's door.

"This place here is the infirmary I believe. If you wanted to know what this building is, I'm afraid I can't tell you that right now." Dr. Porter answered with a stern look on his face.

"Why?" I questioned.

"It's orders from higher-ups. It must be obeyed." Dr. Porter answered.

"I see." I reclined.

"Also, there was someone that wanted to see you tomorrow. I don't know who this person is, but right now, get some more rest. You'll be woken up at 8:00 in the morning, sharp." Dr. Porter instructed.

Before I could ask more questions, Dr. Porter and his assistant immediately packed their suitcases, and started to leave. I forgot the question that I was going to ask, so instead of following the doctors, I simply decided that it would be best for me to just fall asleep again. Feeling bored, I slowly walked up over to where the curtains were. I then slowly unveiled the curtains, revealing a large window. Looking through the window, I noticed a city, adorned with bright lights, and with glass panes. Some of the buildings that I saw were so tall that it even dwarfed the hospital that I was in.

"Where am I?" I thought to myself while gazing at the flashing lights emanated from the buildings.

I fell asleep shortly after, while leaning on that window that I looked through.

Next morning:

"Get out of bed lazybones!" A piercing voice yelled out.

I groaned weakly, as it was rare for me to hear such a loud yell early in the morning. Nevertheless, I slowly woke up. Wanting to see who called me out, I quickly opened my eyes, and looked towards the front door. I thought that it was the assistant that yelled at me, due to how high-pitched the yell was. Who I saw, was someone completely opposite of that.

"Dr. Porter?!" I questioned out in surprise. I never knew such a gruff man would have such a shrill. My ears were still numb due to his yell.

"So, you've woken up finally. The person asked me to lead you to the waiting room." Dr. Porter said with a much calmer voice this time.

"Where's the waiting room?" I asked.

"As I said, I'll lead you there. Just follow me." Dr. Porter answered back.

As soon as Dr. Porter answered my question, he walked quickly to where I was and dragged me off of my bed. He then left the infirmary immediately. Left with no choice, I followed Dr. Porter, hoping that he would take me to the right place.

When I exited out of my room, I noticed a hallway. There, Mr. Porter was just about to turn right from a distance, so I ran quickly, hoping to catch up with Mr. Porter before I lose sight of him.

"Mr. Porter! Wait up for me!" I yelled out.

"So, you've finally caught up. Good for you." Dr. Porter said as he slowed down his pace. He then regained his pace as soon as I caught up to him.

After meeting up with Dr. Porter, I immediately arrived at another hallway. But unlike the place here, this hallway was crowded. There were doctors, nurses, and other patients in this hallway. People were asking various questions to the reception desk, and doctors were ordering nurses and other staff members around like they were tools to be used. Patients were being dragged to either the emergency room or infirmary. Even though I was a patient here in this hospital, I couldn't help but feel sorry for the patients, especially the ones that were in a worse situation than I was.

After looking at the people in this hallway, I then observed the hallway itself. Looking to the left, I saw large glass panes that were put into rows. These glasses were about as big as the ones in my room, but the sheer amount of these windows, along with the bright morning light made the city look more vibrant compared to last night. A minute later, three red mobile suits flew out of a building. Two of the mobile suits carried a red lance, and was trailing behind a bigger, bulkier mobile suit. Unlike the two mobile suits behind it, this one did not have a lance. Instead, it was bigger, and seemed to give off an intimidating sight, unlike the mobile suits that were trailing behind him.

"Those are called GN-XIIIes." Mr. Porter told me.

Listening to what Mr. Porter said, I asked what the other mobile suit was called.

"That's called the Ahead. It's an improved model of the GN-XIII." Mr. Porter answered.

"Guess it's called an Ahead for a reason." I replied.

"Why is that?" Dr. Porter asked.

"See, it seems to go "ahead" of the other mobile suits." I gestured.

When Dr. Porter heard my guesture, he let out a smile.

"It's my first time seeing a good natured patient here in this hospital. Most of the patients here are always depressed, or they're just too injured to express any sort of feelings they harbor." Dr. Porter told me.

When I heard Dr. Porter's comment, I felt lucky that I was still alive here in this hospital. Just as I was about to proceed further, Dr. Porter called out. When I stopped to see what was going on, I noticed a grey door. It was easily noticeable due to the fact that all of the other doors had numbers plastered on them except for this one.

"We're here." Dr. Porter said. He then slowly turned the doorknob, resulting in the door slowly being opened.

"So, what do I do here?" I asked the doctor.

"Go in, and find out." Dr. Porter answered.

As soon as Dr. Porter answered my question, I headed into the room that was in front of me. Expecting something exciting, I walked further and further into the room, hoping to see the person that wanted to meet me. Observing my surroundings, there were many different colored tiles that were layered over the walls. Looking up, there was a strange lamp that was clinging to the ceiling. Although I wanted to turn on the lamp, I knew that it didn't have much use at this time. After observing the lamp, I then noticed a door that was beside me. Instead of the usual grey-color, this door was actually yellow, completely different from the doors that I was used to seeing. Without a second thought, I decided that I should at least check what was in the door. I walked up to the door, slowly grabbed the doorknob, and turned it. After the doorknob was turned, I slowly opened the door and crept inside.

"Who's there?" I asked.

No response.

"Is anyone here?" I asked again.

There was no response either.

Frustrated by the lack of response, I headed further inside the room. Even though there was no one in that room, I still thought that there would at least be something that I could find useful. First I decided to check the bed. Slowly placing my hand under the blankets, I hoped that I would at least find something remotely useful. Reaching deeper into the blanket, I thought that there wasn't anything in the bed at all, but that changed when I felt something, something flat and square; an envelope.

Without a second thought, I hurriedly took the envelope out of the bed, and opened it. I then unfolded the paper inside the envelope to see what it said. It contained a note.

It read,

"Hello.

I see that you have found my letter.

My name is (scribbled out).

There is something important that I must tell you.

Today, there is going to be an attack.

An attack that will threaten your life

And all the other people that are around you.

If you do not wish to go back where you were,

Press the button on the left of you."

Earl Hargraves.

"Earl Hargraves. So that's what my name is." I told myself.

Not knowing what all of this meant, I looked towards the left, just like what the letter asked. I suddenly noticed a button that was located on a wall. It was hard to distinguish, but it was just noticeable enough for me to see it.

"So, I have to press this button eh?" I asked myself.

I tapped the button soon after, but nothing happened. Wondering why the instructions on the letter failed to establish, I kept pressing the button.

Nothing happened.

Getting annoyed, I then pressed the button repeatedly over and over again. Nothing happened. Just as when I was about to give up and leave the room, an invisible door opened below. Not knowing that it opened below me, I could not react fast enough to move away from the hidden door. Suddenly, I fell.

"Warrrgh!!!!!" I screamed out loud, as I started to fall through the hole.

Maybe this was the end of me. Falling through this hole meant that I would end up in a furnace, or a garbage dump. Even worse, I might end up falling into a mobile suit factory, where all of the workers there would notice me the instant I popped outside through the end of this, pipe.

"BOOOOM!" A trembling sound occurred.

"What the hell was that?" I thought.

Not wanting to waste time, I tried to make myself go faster. Upon hearing the sound that just occurred, I got nervous. Even though going too fast down the pipe meant that I would surely die, I had no choice due to the fact that people might die.

"Death, does it scare you?" A voice ringed inside my head.

"Shit." I cursed, as I quickly sled down through the pipe. When I was just about to speed up even further, I immediately noticed the exit of the pipe. For some reason, people might consider that a good thing. Unfortunately for me, even though I was just at the exit of the pipe, I couldn't slow down quickly enough to stop myself.

"Holy Crap!!" I yelled out as I flew out of the pipe.

Immediately after I launched out of the pipe, I kept flying. Still unable to stop myself, I then tried to form a barrel roll, hoping to save myself from a broken limb in the process. I then landed on a hard floor, and kept rolling over and over. Suddenly, I noticed a hard wall in front of me. Getting nervous, I tried to roll backwards in order to stop myself, but couldn't due to the fact that I was moving too quickly. Suddenly, I crashed on a hard wall.

"Ouch!" I shouted out in pain.

Feeling worried that I might have broken something, I tried to get myself up. I positioned my right knee in front of me, and used my right leg for support. Fortunately, I seemed to be feeling fine after than bump. I had a minor backache, but I was certain that I didn't break any bones for sure.

After getting up, I looked around to see where I was. Unlike the last room I was in, this place was completely different. There were two walls with a couple of wooden benches. On the walls, numerous lockers were placed together evenly. At the end of the room, there was another door. Keeping pace as quickly as possible, I ran over to the door on the other side of this room. Unlike those hospital doors, this one seemed to open automatically. Just before I headed out to the other room, I noticed an open locker that was right beside me.

"What's this?" I asked myself.

I headed to where the open locker was, and checked. Ironically, instead of being empty, there was a green suit with three yellow symbols stacked on top of each other on an arc on the right chest area. I wondered if I should wear this suit over my current clothing, even though it might be someone else's. Maybe it would be either too small or too big for my body.

"So, what should I do?" I wondered.

I soon knew that wearing this would be better at this time, especially due to the fact that I was still wearing my dreaded hospital clothing for patients. Realizing this, I immediately took off my current clothes and wore the green suit that was in front of me. After that, I reached further inside the locker, and grabbed a pair of black boots. I then quickly put on my boots that I just found.

"Well, I guess I could keep this on." I said with a satisfied smile on my face.

Realizing that the uniform fit me perfectly along with the boots, I then ran out through the door. I hoped that no one was harmed during the explosion that occurred when I was inside the pipe. Without a moment of hesitation, I hurriedly ran through another hallway, and arrived to an enormous area. Unlike the locker room, this place was grey, and hangars were abundant. There was an another locker room located just above where I was, but the one above me had windows lined up, unlike the locker room that I was in just before. I was just about to navigate through this place, until I saw someone from a distance. I was just about to walk closer to see who this person was, until the man greeted me.

"Hello there." The man greeted from a distance.

When the man greeted me, I immediately figured out who this person was through his deep loud voice.

"Dr. Porter! What are you doing here?" I asked back.

Dr. Porter then walked closer towards where I was standing. Even though he could have just called me from a distance, I just decided not to stop him. When he stopped, he observed me with an expression, and asked.

"What is the green suit that you're wearing boy?" Dr. Porter asked me.

"I just found this in some locker. I thought that it would be better for me to change into this than keep wearing hospital clothes." I answered.

Dr. Porter's expression changed right after I answered his question. His usual smile then changed to a slight frown.

"You realize you're still a patient here right? I'll get you some new clothes." Dr. Porter told me with an expressionless face. He then walked away from me.

Somewhat annoyed by Dr. Porter, I decided to ask him a question. When I turned over to the right, I noticed a strange-looking mobile suit docked on one of the hangars. Curious, I decided to ask what mobile suit that is.

"Dr. Porter, what is that mobile suit?" I asked.

Dr. Porter then stood still. Keeping his expressionless face, he assured me that it was none of my business. Even though I wanted to ask what the mobile suit was called, I didn't. I had no intention of piloting a mobile suit at the time anyways.

After I had talked with Dr. Porter, I decided that it was simply wise for me to go back to my infirmary, just so that Dr. Porter wouldn't get angry. Even though the mobile suit located at the hanger greatly interested me, it wasn't my business to interfere with things that weren't mine originally mine to begin with. When I was just about to go back to the hospital,

The worst thing happened right in front of my eyes………………………..