So this is my reboot... Well not really a reboot. I guess that my old Gundam 00 story was just a trial run to see how many views I could get. And now, I did try to redo but I realized that I wasn't really cut out for humor.
Sue me. Anyways, I've been trying to login lately but haven't been able to. I'm not sure why this was but heck I'm thankful for this chance to actually login and check in. Well, maybe not check in but rather upload and finish up stuff. Now on with the story.
I've been toying with this idea for a while and I think that it's a new concept to introduce to this particular series. I think. I won't be ruining your fun as to what it could be so you're going to have to find it yourselves. If you ever check out those more popular series then you'd probably have an idea as to what this may be.
Disclaimer: I do not in any was, shape or form, own Gundam 00 or Gundam for that matter.
He could hear blinking sounds.
Loud and overbearing, yet familiar.
Almost comforting even.
He tried to open his eyes.
His eyelids felt heavy.
He tried again only to stare at a dark cracked screen in confusion. Red knobs blinked periodically, trying to remind him. Remind him of what?
Red wine colored eyes looked around, dazed, confused yet focused.
Where am I?
That was the question resounding throughout his head.
He felt something wet making its way down his face. It felt warm.
A hand went out to probe the liquid before flinching as he felt the top of his head throb. He pulled back quickly before slowly, cautiously inching towards the throb.
It throbbed again. This time, less painful.
He pulled back to see his gloved hand soaked in crimson. The warm, thick, crimson liquid made its way down his face before he realized that it was blood. His blood.
He needed medical attention.
His blue pilot suit felt wetter by the minute but he ignored it, his sole purpose at the moment was to figure a way to get out of his situation.
He stopped. What was his situation?
Before he could continue thinking, a humming sound echoed in his cockpit.
Then there was a screeching noise before he felt something clamp onto whatever he was on. A strange hum resounded as he felt himself getting pulled.
The there was a hiss and then a pop.
His cockpit entrance opened and he was greeted with white walls with four humanoid robots in-front of him.
His mind suddenly went quiet as one word echoed to the front of his mouth.
"Gundam."
When Feldt Grace was sent out for a retrieval mission, she was very sure that it was going to be a milk run.
She didn't expect her package to be a Gundam torso. Neither did she expect it to be surrounded by Tieren SPACE-types. A five-man cell.
She knew she could match these with her Astrea but she was worried about hitting the package. The chances of it being hit in the approaching melee were too high.
Instead, she thought she'd wait it out a bit before swiping it out of their hands.
Then what she saw made her freeze before cursing.
The Tierens moved back into the dark void of space before pointing their rifles.
One of the pilots managed to squeeze a few shots before they began to blow up.
The four other Tierens quickly thrusted back as the most right mobile suit exploded in an impressive color of orange and yellow.
Their alarms thrilled in red before noticing a white mobile suit.
"G-Gundam?"
"They ain't suppose to be here," a pilot said before his speaker cackled.
Another explosion colored the void.
The lead pilot grunted before signalling his comrades. "We're getting out of here. There's no significant gain in this skirmish."
There were two blinks of affirmatives before they disengaged.
As a parting shot, the lead leveled his rifle before squeezing a few more rounds then bolted after the rest of his allies.
Feldt dodged the bullets easily before widening her eyes. She quickly turned her camera towards the torso and watched in despair as parts of the torso turned into small fireballs.
A sliver of relief shot up her spine as she drew closer towards the package.
Apart from the cracked metal and the badly mangled shoulder and waist, the cockpit looked unblemished. She could tell that it was a great mobile suit.
She gently cradled it before boosting towards the Ptolemy.
Sumeragi Lee Noriega was surprised to see a raven head inside the cockpit of the badly destroyed mobile suit.
She was also surprised to hear him say "Gundam."
Gundam. It's what he called the mobile suits before promptly falling asleep.
When she first received a distress call on the Celestial Being private channel, she was curious. Normally, she would ignore it but it was on their private channel.
It helped that the distress call was quite close.
So she sent Feldt. Easily one of the best mobile suit pilot and the only female pilot aboard.
The package surprised her. The torso was blue with a sphere in the middle. It would occasionally glow green. The engine was still operational, but damaged. It was repairable but their parts were missing.
Well, mostly missing.
The shoulder was destroyed and the legs were mostly mangled.
Mostly.
Overall it was a wreck.
Feldt jumped out of her Astrea, intent on finding out what or who was inside the cockpit.
Ian Vashti was already working on picking the lock.
"Feldt, come on over here. I need your OS skills."
Feldt nodded before picking up her mini-CP on her belt.
A beep before the screen lit up, with a sign of Celestial Being.
She connected her cord to a USB slot before a lock system appeared, A lock system that apparently was a bit trickier than she'd imagined.
"I can see why you're having so much trouble with the lock," she muttered before dispelling the system. Just as she did, two more security windows popped up. "Oh my, double locked with a common encryption that signals a couple dozen more systems. All of these systems, if dispelled, also does the same thing and this will repeat over and over and over until they give up."
Ian grumbled.
Just as she popped the twentieth window, everything just stopped. A purple glow illuminated the cord before a familiar face entered her PC.
It was Tieria Erde. Except, he seemed older. Possibly even wiser. But then again, it was just her.
"Is it me or does Tieria seem older?"
Or not.
She nodded.
Then he-it spoke.
"F-Feldt Grace?"
One of the last thing Tieria Erde expected was to meet face to face with Feldt Grace. In a meister suit. And an Astrea, well it looked like an Astrea but wasn't it with Fereshte?
"F-Feldt Grace?"
He sounded uncertain even to his ears.
Why was she in a pilot suit? What was piloting? Was it the Astrea? But she couldn't move a muscle the last time he saw her.
"Where are we? What time period are we?"
Feldt Grace blinked her pretty blue eyes at him, a puzzled look in her eyes.
"Two three oh seven."
Tieria blinked. "Come again? Did you say two three oh seven?"
She nodded.
Well, shit?
She looked at the 3D visual of Tieria Erde. Or was it his older brother?
Now that she thought about it, what DID she know of Tieria Erde.
All she knew was his name.
His age? Nada, zilch.
Birthday? Nothing, no records at all.
"Who are you?"
"I am Tieria Erde."
Now she blinked.
But how can he be here when Tieria Erde was on a mission right now?
"Hey, it's open."
Feldt looked from the screen to Ian only to find him carrying a boy in suit similar to him. A blue suit.
She looked at the torso. Then she looked at her Astrea, before looking at the torso.
The torso looked very similar to her Astrea. Strikingly so, that if she colored the Astrea's torso blue then it would be the same thing.
"What is his mobile suit?"
The 3D construct looked at her before saying, "Exia."
Exia? What was Exia?
Setsuna F. Seiei. That was his name.
He was a meister. And a damned good one at that too.
He fought for peace.
And that was all he remembered. It was all he remembered but it was all he needed to remember.
He woke up to find himself in a tube. A tube that glowed green.
A special scanner blinked in green as a blonde in bob cut with glasses stood over him, a board in his hands as he wrote. As he read the report, he could tell his eyebrows rising.
The blonde re-read the report over a few more times before shaking his head in amusement, bewilderment and awe. Whatever the hell this kid was, human wasn't one.
The boy's healing rate was high. He wasn't just regenerating cells, he was bloody cloning it and just pasting it on the dead cells. The kid was like a xerox machine, copy, paste, repeat.
But there was a catch.
His body was different. The bone density was higher than a normal human, even compared to the so-called 'super-humans'. His heart was pumping more blood stronger and faster and he could use his brain to a hundred percent.
If theorized, the kid could lift a hundred times his body weight and if he tried, he could run as fast or maybe even faster than a cheetah.
Also added to that, his reflexes were off the charts.
"Excuse me. May I get out now?"
He blinked. He wasn't expecting him to recover THAT fast.
"Uh- yes, of course."
He watched the boy move.
He watched as he moved deftly, disabling the machine as if he was accustomed to waking up in one after every sortie.
Little did he know how right he was.
Setsuna pushed up the glass as he stood. Everything was so familiar to him, the faces, the walls.
"Tieria, what year is it?"
Moreno thought he was speaking to air before a disfigured voice floated in the air.
"Two thousand three hundred seven."
Setsuna was unfazed. "I see."
"By the way, Miss Sumeragi is asking for you on the bridge. I'm sure you know where the place is."
He nodded before zipping up his suit and walking towards the door.
He stopped an inch away from the door before looking back.
"We've never really talked much but for what it's worth, it's great to see you again, Moreno."
Then the door closed.
Moreno looked at the door in confusion. He was pretty sure that he's never seen the boy before.
Setsuna reached the bridge but hesitated.
After waking up, he's had memories.
Faces he would see, faces he would rather not remember.
He opened the door.
"Hey, Setsuna."
Faces looked at him with their facial features, mostly with suspicion and a bit of awe mixed with disbelief.
"So you're a miester too?" It was Miss Sumeragi who started.
He nodded.
"What were you doing out there?" It was Lockon this time.
Setsuna took a deep breath. "We've come from a separate branch of Celestial Being. Tieria Erde, or at least the one in your system comes from the same DNA strand as the one in the physical form. However search as much as you want, our branch was never recorded into VEDA."
He continued. "Our branch was more informative gathering than front-line battle. However, we were caught at a bad time and now my branch is no more. I only managed to save Erde before our ship blew up," he took a deep breath, "I managed to fight my way through before my suit was too badly damaged to fight. "
"What were the casualties?"
"None," he said. This surprised most of them.
"But your whole branch died," Feldt replied.
"He never mentioned that it was only both of us," came the disfigured voice of Erde.
Jaws dropped as Setsuna glared at Erde who just chuckled.
"Our ship was only just a hanger with and engine, a pair of boosters and the cockpit with a self-automated mini-gun as our sole defense. We rigged it to blow after Setsuna and I were able to launch in the Exia."
Setsuna then looked at Sumeragi with a serious glint in his eyes.
"Codename Setsuna F Seiei, permission to come aboard the Ptolemy. With my request comes the data I've gathered over the course of my year and since we work for the same group I wish for shelter and will be under your command."
His request was met with blinking eyes and a few snorts. He of course knew that Sumeragi was never all that serious most of the time but they didn't know that he knew so he'd rather keep it under wraps.
Sumeragi was amused but she decided that she'd have to play a bit seriously... just for the time being.
"As the highest ranking officer aboard this ship, I grant you permission," then she smiled.
"Welcome to the Ptolemy."
Okay, so that's that. Hopefully I get a better review, somewhat. Since I've reached a major block on my PJO story which is under revisement, I'm taking this as a chance to do this right.
The last time was more of a beta to see if I can crack a fic but we all saw what happened so now I now what types I should avoid and whatnot.
Please read and if you can(or want) review so I know what I can improve upon.
And please, try to keep your ideas to a minimum. I know that after reading a type of fic, you've all gotten ideas that you think might help but I've already chosen a path and new ideas might derail me. Some might be good and if it is within my plot then you probably might see it.
Anyways, thanks for reading. The second chapter might not come early but please pray and hope that it might. School is starting so I might not be able to upload, no matter how much I might want.