A Kiss With A Fist

:Bird Caged:

"God damn it!" Sumeragi slammed her fist upon the computer's counter! "We lost Haro's signal!"

The room was silent. No one dared move since all were looking and hoping on their only source of finding Lockon. Once the screen went blank so did their hopes. Setsuna couldn't take the silence, it would only hurt him more. Like he didn't care. He wasn't going to wallow in sadness.

"I'll go back there!" Setsuna stepped forward. "I'll find Lockon—'' A slap across the face silenced the young pilot but the shock of who did it brought more of a surprise than the actual slap.

Allelujah's hand was still up in the air as he was heaving in both frustration and despair. He didn't hide his tears from the crew or Setsuna. Lockon's life was just as a mystery as his location, he was beyond all forms of protocol.

"YOU!" He roared at Setsuna. "This is all YOUR fault!" He stepped toward the boy. "You lost Lockon! You killed him—''

"Hallelujah!" Sumeragi silenced him before he went on any further. Though he was voicing what she knew what the entire crew was thinking, by God she wasn't going to let it actually be heard. For if it was heard than it was evident enough that all of Celestial Being's code of secrecy would shatter and thus destroy the organization all together.

"We'll find him." She turned back to the computer. "Setsuna. Since you went against Veda's orders and left Lockon behind to be captured, his life and the life of Celestial Being is in your hands." She turned around to face Setsuna. "And if you fail…no." She shook her head. "You CANNOT fail."

"So this is the one of pilots of the famous Gundam?" One of Ali's men said as all of them began to circle around the sprawled out creature.

"Sure isn't that big of a guy." One of them ruffed.

"Yah." One nodded who seemed more engaged into the lifeless body. He leaned in closer and began to reach out to touch the pilot's hand. "My God, he looks kinda young don't you think?"

Ali snatched the man's hand and tossed it away from the pilot, warning him with his eyes to keep back.

"Well let's get a better look at this guy. See the true face of Gundam." He stood up. "Garret, take off his helmet." One of the men broke from the circle and moved to slip the helmet off. He tried softly but than gave a violent tug that finally freed the pilot from the cover of the helmet. All gasped.

"Jesus! He's not much more than a boy!"

"He's too clean to be a real pilot!"

"To have such a young guy pilot such a colossal of a machine!"

"He ain't that young!"

"He looks like he's from up North."

"Are they all this young?"

"Is he dead?"

"Quite the looker huh, hey Boss!"

"Boss?"

Ali took no heed of his gang's comments. He was too washed up in the realization of what happened to have just fallen at his feet. My God, he's a gorgeous one. And they're right-he's a young one too to what I've imagined—like the last one in Moralia. Are they all this young?

"Boss, should we kill him?"

"No!" Ali snapped. "We can't kill him!"

"Why not? He's killed enough of our men and others!" Another spoke out. Several agreed.

"Yah let's kill him!" Ali smiled. "And than be left with a Gundam no one knows how to drive!"

"But if it's a mobile type than it should be the same as others, right?"

"Idiot! Yah we know how to get from point A to point B with it, but all you dumbasses know is how to take it downtown on a joy ride. The only person that knows the tricks and treats of this thing is lying before us."

"So we keep him?"

"Yah. We'll sell it to the highest bidder and whoever reaches the best number will decide whether or not if they want to keep him around. With the pilot and his Gundam we can get a good rest of our lives. And a pilot that's as tasty as this one will only raise the price even more, am I right?"

Ali was met with a crowd of approval. The fortunes they lost in Moralia have returned tenfold thanks to this little angel they were lucky to catch. With the doorway to heaven, Ali is now able to seal his wish of dragging this world into hell. Countries will race to get their hands on this single Gundam, and whoever gets it will cause an arms race on who makes the strongest one. Celestial Being will need another 200 years to gather the technology to surpass them and by then another 200 years of wars will pass. Till than Ali is finding himself sitting pretty, he's got a Gundam, a crew of loyal followers who'll do anything to snag a piece of the share, a motive that will bring both fortune and conflict into this world, and the prettiest thing that has fallen from the sky for him to screw its brains out.

Ali was sitting pretty but despite all of his blessings, it was the latter of them all that seems to get his attention. The kid looked like he was in his twenties yet early. He was not yet a man but he's matured so far to the peak of what any young man his age would dream to be. Ali couldn't take his eyes off the pilot's body even after he allowed his men to maneuver the Gundam away from the scene to their location underground.

Whoever this kid is, is his now. Wherever this boy came from, is gonna be waking up to a rude awakening.

Lockon didn't know what he felt first that finally woke him up. Was it the hard cold stone floor, the sound of dripping water, or the blaring pain in the back of his head?

He opened his eyes and found himself lying on his side in a bare room of stone floor. No windows but only one door. Slowly he lifted himself up till he wobbled back on his feet. The world spun a bit until it settled back into place. Lockon looked around for any signs as to where he was but he heard no cars, no birds save the water. He could be somewhere near sea yet he heard no ocean.

He shivered from the cold. Looking down he noticed the bastards stripped him of his uniform knowing that there were devices installed for him to communicate back to Celestial Being. Haro was destroyed, his suit was gone, his Gundam taken and Celestial Being had no way of finding him. All of these thoughts flooded into Lockon's mind and caused the young man to sink back to the floor.

For once, Lockon was afraid. Afraid of not only of his life but of Celestial Being—of the work both him and 200 years before him strived to achieve for it all to come crashing down now. All Lockon could do was pray.

Sadly, it was not God but the Devil that answered his prayers.

"Well aren't you a sight."

Lockon looked up.

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Next chapter is gonna be a hot one with an even hotter one after that. So we're past the boring phase of this story and with that said, expect more heated scenes. But please REVIEW if you like the story thus far!