The following day had come very quickly for the crew of the Gamow; the Duel had been repaired and upgraded with a ZAFT made armour set with a shoulder mounted beam rifle and rocket launcher and Yzak had fought with the doctors through most of the night over having to stay in their care. The four of us, Athrun included, were going to destroy the Legged ship, this time for sure, or else we would lose it when it dropped into the Earth's atmosphere.
The 8th fleet seemed well ready for our assault; they had launched their mobile armours, creating lines of defence. Yzak, deemed un-battle ready by the doctors, had fought his way to the Duel; if we were to take down the Strike and the Legged ship, he wasn't going to miss out… that, and he was Hell-bent on revenge.
We launched our mobile suits, joined by several GINNs from the Porto and Leconi teams. We were ready for the infamous 8th fleet, which we knew was no real threat to us; we could take down several warships apiece. This was my first large scale battle in which I could strategically use my mirage colloid system effectively as a weapon. Although the Blitz had less firepower that the Buster's gun-launcher and high energy beam rife, the Aegis' Scylla cannon and the Duel's rocket launcher and dual beam rifles, I could easily destroy warships with my Glipnir by using the colloid system to get close and then releasing straight through the ship's bridge; it was hard to hit an enemy that was mere meters away from the bridge. I noticed Yzak's Duel; he seemed to be having little to no trouble with fighting, so I assumed that his wound wasn't hurting his will to fight any.
After several minutes of fighting I noticed that it seemed that the Fleet had numerous, and seemingly endless, mobile armours; they just kept coming, even though the number of warships had been diminished by half.
I saw the Legged ship beginning to descend into the atmosphere. "Look at the Archangel!" I shouted over the intercom. We had spent too much time on the ships that didn't matter, and now we were going to miss our chance. At that moment, we put all out efforts on destroying that ship. At full impulse, the five of us tried to avoid as much conflict as we could, however, only the Duel and the Buster made it through the front lies at first. They followed the enemy ship lower and closer into the atmosphere, the pressure was on and we could feel it, even the Gamow had lowered itself into the atmosphere; Captain Zelman was going to duel the enemy flagship. Athrun and I were still stuck between enemy lines, trying to reach the Archangle, but it was too late. Our mission began to fall apart: we had just lost the Gamow, who sacrificed them self to destroy the Earth flagship, Dearka and Yzak were stuck in the Earth's gravitational pull and we had, yet again, lost the Archangel; Athrun and I, with the help of the GINNs, had obliterated the front lines, however, the Archangel had dropped to quickly. The best that may be hoped for is that Yzak destroy the Strike, before the heat in his cockpit made itself his prime problem. I called for them to come back, but it was too late.
Now what?
It's probably really sad, but I just realized the difference between the following words:
Dual: Meaning "two of."
And
Duel: A prearranged fight with deadly weapons by two people (accompanied by seconds) in order to settle a quarrel over a point of honour. (Google dictionary)
Now, who fights over honour? Yzak kept his scar because his honour was wounded by the Strike and his anger towards Athrun is because his honour is hurt when he is appointed "commander Zala."
And another thing for people who aren't from my coutry: I spell honour and colour, among other words, with a "u" because I'm Canadian.