Hi, everyone, I'm so sorry for being so late with this chapter, I really meant to finish it earlier, but I had a tiny bit of writer's block, so I put it off for a bit, which turned into a few months. So sorry. Also, I'm getting a weird virus on my computer. All it says in the file name is just "X". I'm going to get rid of it soon. Don't worry, I'm sure it won't corrupt my save data or anything.

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Quatre Raberba Winner watched over the unconscious girl while he contemplated the current situation. He was stuck in a very large hovercraft in a wintery tundra with a crew of complete strangers that knew nothing of the events he described, but told him about events that he was positive didn't happen. So either they were from a future where his efforts had been forgotten, or…

Before he could continue that train of thought, however, the girl he had rescued stirred. He had found her inside a Gundam he had never seen before, and carried the girl and the Gundam until he found this hovercraft and asked for entry so he could help her properly. After all, he only had a basic medical kit in his cockpit.

The girl was beautiful, there was no doubt about that. She had dark blue hair, wore what could only be described as a full-body leotard of the same color, and a pink denim jacket over that. When she opened her eyes, he saw that her eyes were also blue. "Are you alright?" he asked when she sat up.

"Yeah. Where am I?" she groaned as she looked around.

"We're on a hovercraft. Other than that, I'm not entirely sure myself," Quatre said.

"Must be a really big hovercraft," the girl mused.

"Yeah, it's about as big as an aircraft carrier. I was the one who brought you aboard," he told the girl.

"Really?" the girl asked.

"Yeah. It was nothing. I just found you unconscious in your Gundam," he said sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head.

"Thanks. I'm Allenby Beardsley, by the way," she said, holding her hand out.

"Quatre Raberba Winner, at your service," he introduced himself, taking her hand.

"Well, Quatre, since you seem to know your way around, why don't you give me a tour?" she asked him.

"Actually, I'm in the same boat as you. I don't know where I am, either. To be honest, I was lucky to find this ship," Quatre admitted.

"I can help," a voice behind them interrupted.

Startled, the two looked at the doorway to see a man wearing dark sunglasses.

"Allenby, this is the captain of the ship, Jamil Neate," Quatre introduced the newcomer.

"Good to see you awake," the captain stated, nodding his head at the girl.

"Yeah, you must have a great doctor," Allenby said.

Jamil chuckled. "From what I heard, all you needed was some sleep."

"Oh. I see," she responded with a slight blush.

"Yes, but you might have a concussion or some other problem I haven't found yet," the doctor said as he walked out of his office, holding four mugs of coffee. He was dressed very informally, the only indication of his occupation being a white lab coat. "I'm Techcs Farzenburg, by the way." He handed Allenby and Quatre a mug, as well as the captain. "I'm guessing you two know each other."

It was Quatre's turn to blush. "No, actually, I just found her in the forest with her Gundam. I was lucky to find you guys," he said sheepishly.

"Well, I'm sure you'd like to know me better," Allenby teased.

Quatre's face was now a deep shade of crimson. Jamil snorted. "Ahem. It's good to see you up and about Miss…"

"Allenby," she said.

"Well, Miss Allenby, I have to return to the bridge," he excused himself as he left.

"You know, that's the first time I've heard him laugh in a long time," Techcs said after a few seconds of silence.

"Really?" Allenby asked.

"Yeah. It's been a long while," Techcs said as he took a sip of his own coffee.

"I see…" Quatre said.

Xxx

As Jamil reached the bridge of the Freeden, the bridge crew was in a frenzy. "What's going on?" he demanded.

"Well, while you were chatting with the newcomers, a large mobile suit appeared in our area," Sala Tyrrell, his first officer, responded.

"Do we have a visual?" he asked.

"Yes, sir," Sala replied, pointing out the window.

He was slightly astonished at its size. It wasn't much larger than a standard mobile suit, but it had noticeably greater mass and height. It was dark green with a black chest and silver highlights. It also had four petal-shaped wings that suddenly wrapped around it. Its pink monoeye flashed as it saw the Freeden. He immediately ran back to the med bay, where he found that the pilots were still talking with each other. "We need you two," he gasped.

Xxx

"Alright, we've got an unidentified mobile suit that may or may not possess these "funnels" you're talking about, and the radar is out. Did I miss anything?" Quatre asked.

"There may be more out there, so be careful, and don't push yourself," the first officer said.

Quatre chuckled. "I overthrew a world government; I think I can handle a mobile suit battle."

"Wait, what?"

"Quatre Raberbe Winner, Sandrock, heading out!" He launched before the woman could ask him any more questions.

Xxx

Marida Cruz scoffed as the carrier launched only two mobile suits to defend itself. However, she took a closer look at them and saw that they both had a V-shaped antenna. They're Gundams, she realized. She keyed up the comms and contacted the other suit that was with her. "So, know any of these guys?" she asked him.

A moment of silence. "No. Don't recognize them. They look like Gundams, though," a male voice responded.

"Yeah, I came to that conclusion myself," she snarked. "Which one are you going to take?"

Another moment of silence. "I'll take the one with the curved blades. Don't want to slice them in half. Wouldn't be fair, now."

Marida rolled her eyes at this guy's methods of fighting. As long as you kill your enemy, it doesn't matter how you fight. But this guy insisted on honorable combat. Also, he had an unsettling resemblance to Full Frontal. Granted, there were differences, but the similarities were still there.

She set her sights on the other Gundam. Is that… hair on that Gundam? Well, I have my target. Better get to it.

She opened the wings of her Kshatriya and released a few funnels. Better not chance it. They might have an NT-D system, too. At the same time, her partner's jet-black mobile suit that looked like some sort of samurai blasted above the tree line and attacked the black-and-white Gundam. She still couldn't understand how it could move the way it did without any thrusters. However, she was getting distracted. She refocused her mind on the task at hand: destroying this Gundam. To her amazement, the Gundam moved like a human, evading the beams with minimal movement. She decided to throw caution to the wind and launched all of her funnels.

Xxx

"Yah!" Allenby cried out as those – things – started shooting at her.

"Allenby!" Quatre yelled, and moved to help, but was quickly overtaken by the weird black mobile suit.

"I'm your opponent right now, Gundam!" the pilot roared.

"Dammit, I don't have time to mess with you!" Quatre swung at the mobile suit with both his shotels, only to have them both blocked with the other's own swords. He was surprised at how skilled a combatant his opponent was.

"It's okay, Quatre, I've got it now," Allenby said. As soon as she realized that they were just like the Rose Bits George de Sand used, dodging them became much easier. She then noticed that the green mobile suit launched what looked like all of its bits, and she smiled. "So, you can only fight with those, huh?" She rushed the suit, hoping to take it by surprise.

Xxx

Marida smiled. Perfect. The Gundam fell for it. She activated the beam sabers in the Kshatriya's arms and charged.

Xxx

Allenby's eyes widened as she saw the emerald blades extend from the mobile suit's hands. Did he plan this? Quickly regaining her calm, she simply tried to get as close as she could, throwing some beam hoops as she closed to throw her opponent off balance. Before the two could actually fight, however, a pink beam lanced between the two combatants.

Xxx

Lockon Stratos chuckled as the two fighters looked around. "They can't find me. We've hidden ourselves too well, haven't we, Haro?" he asked the small spherical robot he shared the cockpit of the Cherudim with.

"Hidden! Hidden!" the Haro parroted.

"Alright, they've stopped. Let's stop the other -" He stopped mid-sentence as he saw the Susanowo again. "Well, I'll be damned."

He aimed at multiple places, deciding on the best shot. He eventually settled on trying to destroy their weapons, since that would stop the immediate battle. To his surprise, however, the unknown mobile suit that the Susanowo was fighting detected the shot, pushed it out of the way, and blocked the beam with its shield.

Xxx

Quatre was taking deep, ragged breaths as he tried to process his actions. What happened? Does my Gundam still have the ZERO system? There was no other possible explanation. How else would he have seen the beam? How else could he have reacted so fast? It was the only theory that made any sense. He looked at where the beam might have come from.

Xxx

Lockon's mouth was still slightly open. How did the pilot of that mobile suit know where he was? More importantly, how did he react so fast? It would have taken an extremely powerful computer to have gotten all of the variables right to block a beam at that speed. After a while, it registered in his mind that he was looking at a Gundam. And that it was looking right back at him. "Dammit! We've been found out!" he shouted. He burst out of cover, putting away the sniper rifle, and drew his twin beam pistols. He charged the two mobile suits, cursing at himself for not being able to finish this quickly.

Xxx

As the green mobile suit was approaching, Quatre just said, "Please stop! I don't want to kill you, but I will if I have to." As he said this, he readied himself to fight both of the mobile suits. To his surprise, the green mobile suit simply skidded to a stop.

"What did you just say?" the new pilot asked.

"I don't want to kill you. I will if I have to, though," Quatre repeated.

The new pilot just burst out in laughter. "Oh, god, I feel real stupid now. Kid, I don't know who you are, but I can tell you this: I think we've got the same goals, here."

"Then why'd you attack us?"

The pilot's voice turned serious. "I'm trying to end war."

Quatre smiled. "You don't say…"

Xxx

"We are missing several people. You say that you search for true reformation of mankind, yet you have excluded the likes of Rau Le Creuset and Ali al-Saachez, as well as Lord Ezelcant…" The bass voice continued to list off a few dozen names. "Why have you done this?"

"Those people are beyond redemption. They are too insane, too set in their ways, too evil to reform themselves," the noble voice responded. As he said this, he turned, his cape flowing behind him. "Those people are human in name only. The ones that are here have so much more potential. They are the ones who will lead humanity to a new age. They are the future of their kind."

"I see," the bass voice replied. "I must go. I must make preparations."

"Very well."

You understand nothing, Musha Gundam thought to himself as he left.

~~~~3~~~~

Well, another group has met. I'm going to focus on two or three new groups since anyone who's played the game knows what happens to the four main groups. I'll eventually cover all of them later on in the story. Well, it's off to work on the new chapter! See ya next time!