AN: I do not own Gundam 00. This story is written for entertainment purposes.
Hi-ya there. Author here. Before I waste the next 10 minutes of your time, let me point out a couple of things:
1. Almost ALL the scenes in the story are ripped from the Gundam 00 TV Show.
2. This story is equivalent to a self-insert of an OC with the story relatively remaining the same.
3. I'm bad at writing comedy.
4. Minor rewrites since this is my first fanfic I actually give a damn to finish.
You got that? Good. If you still want to read this story, do as you wish.
Act I:
Across Time, Space, and Far-away.
[ALERT]
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-『 VX-102-A "Tall Strike Gundam Glitter" System Start 』-
Its eyes glow crimson red in contrast to the darkness of empty space, its body illuminated by the faraway bright star in the distance. The Machine expected to see a wall of concrete at the opposite end, electrical tubes to be connected to its limbs sending data to smaller machines, constantly analyzing and testing the systems installed, to see a shadowy man observing it from an overhead observation deck through large orange-tinted windows. Instead, it was floating in empty space, bathing in the glow of radioactive sunlight and surrounded by debris.
It didn't take long for it to realize the situation it was in before has now drastically changed. The head, resembling a pilot helmet from science-fiction. Attempted to turn on its swivel, the sounds oF screeching and groaning after knows how long stuck in the same position were detected by its vibration sensors. It was the same story for the rest of its body, the joints stiff and the constant creaking a reminder that the Machine would eventually rust away without proper maintenance.
After performing full system checks, the Machine realizes nothing was in need of critical repair. The stiffening of its parts ultimately not having any long-term consequences for future operations it would undertake. Extending its communication antenna, its first priority was to re-establish contact. The response from the communications system to its CPU however, was unsatisfying.
= [ Out of Range. ] =
The Machine, if it had emotions and a face, would frown. Not only it doesn't know where it is, but it was somewhere outside the communication range of friendly forces, still waiting for its systems and subsystems to fully reboot, all it could do was look around with its main optical sensors at the moment. Then, in the distance, it saw the Earth. Its CPU would've overheated with excitement if it weren't for the realization that a massive man-made ring circled around the planet which wasn't present in the images from the database. The Machine, once more attempts to contact friendly forces now that it knows Earth is in front of it, even if an irregularity was immediately noticed.
= [ Contacting Terra Defense Command. ] =
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No response, even on the encrypted channels the Machine's own emergency signal was the only one active. the reality sinking in that the Earth in front of it, was not the same Earth it came from, the mere mention of it was illogical. Nonetheless, the last glimmer of hope it had in contacting for retrieval from wherever its position was no longer an option, the Machine now switched to contingency protocols for this exact situation.
= [ Reactor output: 98%. Lifting Maneuver Control Restrictions. ] =
Noticing that it can move its body again, the Machine quickly maneuvered itself to stand upright using vernier thrusters relative to the Earth's axis. After looking at the Earth for several more seconds, it shifted its body to face away from Earth to begin searching for clues on how it got here, turning around to see a large chunk of evidence silently screaming at it.
Behind it all this time was the destroyed freighter assigned to transport it, its size small enough to carry the Machine and its attachments. The ship would've fooled operators overseeing arrivals and departures. Now, it was an empty hulk, parts sheared off and a big hole present on its starboard section.
Scanning the ship for activity, the sensors came back with a negative, much to its disappointment. Now, it had only one option left. Seeing that staying with the ship would lead to a long-drawn demise. The Machine once again turns to Earth, setting a trajectory course based on its position.
= [ Activating Main Boosters. Diverting Power to Striker Booster Pack. ] =
Taking a glance over its shoulder to see the ship for one last time, the Machine bids a silent farewell to the freighter which had done its duty to the very end. Getting a notification that flight preparations were complete, the machine activates its booster pack and begins the perilous journey towards the familiar yet alien blue planet.
= [ Estimated arrival time at cruising speed: 7 Hours 45 Minutes 38 Seconds. ] =
Orbital Station Internationale, above Southeast Asia.
Decelerating boosters, the Machine stops a few dozen kilometers from the massive ring to observe the orbital elevator and its attached constructs much more thoroughly. Accessing local networks, it is surprised most messages transmitted were not encrypted to the Military's standard. The Machine extracting information found in the global networks, what was even more surprising were the contents of the data.
Almost all of it were related to social, economic, and political activity usually associated with old world humanity. Images sent through the network suggest a species similar to its own humans are currently inhabiting the planetary body. With the most active topic relating to the 10th anniversary of the space elevators' operation, concerning it greatly.
= [ Activating ACS Field ] =
Now fully invisible and unseen even through complex sensors, the Machine is free to look at every bit and part of the huge megastructure. Looking over to an array of what it assumes are large solar collectors, four green-colored mobile suits are spotted attempting to breach an invisible shield barrier protecting the construct from space debris. A flash suddenly engulfing one of the mobile suits, disintegrating it into tiny pieces after failing to phase through the barrier. The Machine searches its database that would lead to the identity of these rather fool-hardy mechs, finding it in less than a second later.
= [ Unknown units identified: AEU-05/05 Hellion Perpetuum. Affiliation: Unknown. ] =
Expecting an armed response from the elevator, the Machine gets it in the form of intercepted short-distance radio messages of deployment orders to a unit called 'Defense Force Three'. The green mobile suits reported to be terrorists by the Authorities in-charge, attacking the station during the ceremony commemorating the first transmission of electricity down to Earth 10 years ago.
The Machine decides to adopt a 'wait-and-see' approach on what these terrorists would do next, moving itself just close enough to spectate the unfolding situation. Having a front-row view to what would become a dramatic change in the course of history even if it didn't realize it at the time. The rapidly-develpoing situation truly became a battle after three purple-colored mobile suits enters the Tall Strike's radar screen, closing in with the terrorist Hellions who now have broken through the barrier and are using the ring as a shield to take cover from the pursuing forces.
= [ New contacts identified: MSJ-06II-E Tieren Space type. Affiliation: Human Reform League. ] =
The now-identified Tierens open fire on the Hellions, their tracer rounds however fell short of their targets, harmlessly flying past behind the dark-green suits as two terrorist MS units deploy a large crate they had been carrying, revealing three large missiles stored inside prepped for launch, the rockets' boosters ignite and exited the crude launch system seconds later. They streak directly towards the top-section of the orbital elevator, intending to destroy or at least damage it as a misguided attempt of terrorizing the HRL into submission.
= [ New Radar Contact Detected. Electromagnetic Interference Present. Re-adjusting Systems. ] =
Suddenly purple beams of light appear from behind the Hellions, intercepting the missiles with brutal efficiency. Resulting in a pink explosion to engulf the area, debris from the blown missiles smashing into the orbital station, rattling the shock absorbers but otherwise leaving the tower unharmed.
The Machine turns its attention to the new contact who shot down the missiles. Visually identifying it as a large orange, black, and white fighter zooming across the battle space. It passes over the Tierens at high speeds, like it was just a blur. The Hellions ditch the container in order to focus on the fast-approaching unknown, one of them immediately gets destroyed while the other opens fire with its linear rifle, the fighter easily dodging the 102mm shells being lobbed at it, returning the favor by firing a purple beam which sliced the second Hellion's arm from its body, the fighter leaving it to drift in space.
The third Hellion charged towards the elevator in a last-ditch attempt to attack the orbital elevator after seeing that their plan was now utterly trashed by the newcomer. Unfortunately for the machine and its pilot. Another unknown, this time a black and white mobile suit appears from below, standing in-between the Hellion and the elevator carrying a handheld cannon. The cannon-wielding mobile suit positions its weapon in front of its chest, a pink glow began to emanate from the massive weapon. Following a short charge, a bright uninterrupted particle beam consumes the Hellion in pure energy, turning the terrorist mobile suit into a brilliant explosion of purple smoke and tiny debris.
= [ Unknown Gundams identified: GN-003 Kyrios, GN-005 Virtue. Affiliation: Celestial Being. ] =
Following the conclusion of the short skirmish and the quick confirmation of the two other Gundams were affiliated with Celestial Being. The Machine now realized why there were so many irregularities in everything ever since it first activated near the destroyed freighter.
The Machine somehow, for some unexplained reason, had been transported into an alternate Anno Domini timeline where humanity continued its existence as a species, developing mobile suits instead of household humanoid robots, and was not under the control of a unified world-wide government with instability issues.
After witnessing the failed terrorist attack, the Machine concludes the event to be the first episode of Gundam 00, a television show produced by a long-defunct Japanese Entertainment Company. Noticing similarities in the actions undertaken by the Tierens, Hellions, and Gundams when compared to the television show. Its database full of information regarding the Mobile Suit Gundam Franchise designated as 'reference material' to develop new tactics and strategy.
Recognizing this massive advantage in information and foresight, the Machine makes plans to alter the course of history for better or worse.
Tokyo, Japan. 2307 A.D.
"Good morning, it's time for JNN News. First, we continue our coverage on the attack that took place at the high orbital station of the HRL's orbital elevator, "Heaven's Pillar". About daybreak today, Japan time, the Human Reform League's high orbital station was attacked by what appear to be terrorist mobile suits."
The scene switches to a JNN Reporter inside the geostationary orbital station who earlier was documenting the 10th anniversary of the elevator's operation before the unexpected attack, the room behind her empty of all the guests who were present during yesterday's 'traumatic' event.
"Around Six P.M. Greenwich Mean Time, missiles were launched at the high orbital station by mobile suits believed to be terrorists."
"And these missiles were then struck down by an as-yet unidentified mobile suit." Footage of the event is then played. the sound of gasps could be heard in the background as the camera pans from a pink explosion to a low-resolution image of a white-n-black mobile suit carrying a hand cannon. "This image was taken by the JNN crew that just happened to be on location."
Three beeps suddenly make their presence known to the audience, indicating a news flash. The news broadcast switches back to the Anchorwoman in the studio, her face sterner than before.
"We now have an update on the incident. JNN has just received a video message from an organization that claims to have prevented the attack. It's not clear who they are, or if the contents of the video are genuine but we believe they are closely involved in the incident. Please watch, as we broadcast it uncut."
The face of Aeolia Shernberg appears on-screen..
Cross-referencing between the news report scene from the first episode of Gundam 00 to the live JNN broadcast, the two images had a 99.8% compatibility rate, wiping any lingering skepticism if the alternate Anno Domini timeline the Machine had ended up in was actually Gundam 00. Already expecting the recording of Aeolia Schenberg to be played world-wide, it instead shifts its focus on determining long-term strategic goals now that calling for reinforcements is nigh impossible.
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The Machine continued with calculations while its body remained still, arms and legs magnetically locked to a small section of the HRL orbital elevator as it stared down towards the earth facing away from the colossal structure. Hiding its presence in a blindspot where enemy sensors won't detect it, at least for a while.
D+1 since Celestial Being's first appearance.
Chairman's Office, Human Reform League Capital.
The world, more precisely the three super blocs, were now suddenly made aware of the existence of an armed group known as "Celestial Being". Using Mobile Suits called 'Gundams' to end conflicts all over the world, whether this optimistic fantasy could really be achieved by a non-state actor is not yet certain, however there is no denying that their presence has made an impact on the world stage after successfully stopping terrorists of another group who attempted to damage the Internationale space station during its 10th anniversary of operation.
This was the reality the HRL Chairman had to accept as he watched the video message sent from Celestial Being in his office, watching the man they assume is the leader of the group making a statement summed up as: "No matter the reason, we will eradicate war through force across the world."
Turning off the screen with a press of a button on his desk, he turns to his advisor. Prepared to ask several questions since this organization was linked to the attack on his nation's orbital elevator.
"Are they the organization that intervened in the attack on Heaven's Pillar?" The Chairman asks.
"We believe that's highly possible, sir. In this declaration is a claim that Celestial Being has Gundam mobile weapons. Please take a look." The advisor presses a button from his end of the desk which activates a display showing a still image taken from a low-angle of an MS unit foreign to the Chairman.
"This is an image of the unidentified mobile suit recorded by our space forces" The white and black machine held a large arm cannon in its right hand and heavily armored.
This peeked his interest but also prodded at the possibility that their military won't be able to handle these 'Gundams' as seen how efficiently they managed to stop the attack on The Internationale.
The advisor zooms in on the mobile suit's chest, on it was inscribed in english were the words The Chairman would soon come to dread.
"Gundam." He said, his hands clasping tighter.
European Parliament, A.E.U Capital.
Leaders of the member nations comprising the AEU sit around a conference table inside the parliamentary building, all eyes locked on the projector screen playing in front of them concerning the events of yesterday. Their newest state-of-the-art Mobile Suit, The Enact, which had costed them billions of euros in research and development was defeated so easily that it was an embarrassment of epic proportions, not to mention their Orbital Elevator's garrison were defeated by an enemy force only consisting of 2 Mobile Suits.
"Our newest unit was defeated so easily." Pessimistically said by the Italian Prime Minister.
"Can we assume they're trying to hinder our development of new weapons?" The Russian President stated an obvious conclusion.
"No, this is greater than that. It's been made public that we have more forces than allowed by the treaty stationed within the orbital elevator, we're being assailed by all sides to disclose information." The Chancellor of Germany informed the others, as if the attack was in tandem with the release of classified info only known to the higher echelons of the A.E.U's Military and Civil Government.
"We have reports that it may be a plot by the Human Reform League or the Union. Developing a state of the art mobile suit in secret would require the technology and capital of an advanced nation." The French Prime Minister massaging his forehead as he said so, a little stressed at the events that unfolded yesterday.
"Indeed. I'm sure any armed force would require the support of a powerful ally." The Russian replied. His French counterpart switched to rubbing his chin. "Yes. But no nation's intelligence agencies have been able to gather any credible information on the organization."
"The one thing we can be certain about is the fact that the Armed Organization calling itself Celestial Being has possession of a mobile suit superior to our Enact." The UK Prime Minister spoke, gaining the attention from the others in the room after remaining silent since the conversation started. Glancing at the screen, he utters the words "Mobile Suit Gundam." in dramatic fashion.
Union Presidential Office, Washington D.C.
President Stegmeyer looks out across the empty grass field from his office window as he thinks of the decision his country would take on 'Celestial Being'.
"Eradication of war through force.." Stegmeyer briefly contemplated that sentence before continuing. "David, it sounds like they'll be assuming our country's duties." The President said to his advisor.
"President, could they be serious? Seeking no reward?" David asked.
Stegmeyer turned around to face his advisor. "The reason we intervene in the wars of other nations is to ensure the safety and prosperity of our citizens. It's certainly not for charity."
"I'm sure their true nature will be revealed soon enough. When that time comes, it will be our duty to judge them." David replied.
"That's right." Stegmeyer nodded, turning around to once more view the metropolis from his vantage point through the large windows. "It's been ten years since the orbital elevators were activated. Just as the economy is stabilizing, this happens." He lamented.
Meanwhile, on a deserted island in the South Pacific.
Setsuna F. Seiei, Gundam Meister of Mobile Suit Gundam Exia sits by himself on top of a small rock beside the river which runs through the island. Deep in thought as he waits for the next mission plan to be given to him from their tactical forecaster Sumeragi Lee Noriega, then came the footsteps of Lockon Stratos from behind.
"The news in every country has been all about us. 'A mysterious armed force makes a declaration to the entire world that it will eliminate war.'" Lockon quoting from an article about them. "Of course, a great majority of them don't seem to believe us." He chuckled.
"Then let us make them believe." Came the feminine voice of the Meisters' benefactor. Turning their heads, they see a Chinese man standing within the small river while carrying a young woman of the same ethnicity in his arms. "Celestial Being's ideals can only be demonstrated through actions, after all." The young woman continued.
"Wang Liu Mei." Setsuna said unamusingly, glancing at the two new arrivals.
"You got here quickly." Lockon commented.
"Time for your second Mission!" Wang Liu Mei announced.
On the Ptolemaois.
"Second mission will begin at three-three-double-oh, I repeat. Second mission will begin at three-three-double-oh." Came the voice of Feldt Grace on the ship's PA system.
"Testing the suits in actual combat? Give me a break." Scoffed Allelujah Haptism as he and Tiera made their way to the hangar section for the second mission.
"We need to know everything about the Gundams to prepare for future battles." Came the logical reply from Tieria Erde. Allelujah looked back at his colleague while coming up with a reply. "Well, that's true, but this is so.."
"Sorry to hafta push you so hard." The voice of Sumeragi caught the two Meisters' attention.
"Miss Sumeragi." Allelujah replied, seeing she's heading to the bridge which was in the opposite direction of where the Meisters were going.
"It's not a problem. We knew what we were getting ourselves into." Tieria replied.
"You're so tough." Sumeragi complimented.
"I never wished to be weak." Came the cold-hearted reply of the purple-headed Meister, feeling disgusted by such a statement, even if it was a compliment.
"We're going now." Allelujah rather awkwardly continued. The two Meisters ascended the shaft that'll take them to the hangars and disappearing out of sight.
"That's what youth is." Sumeragi frowning at Tieria's response, seeing them off before heading to the bridge to take command of the imminent operation.
= [ Change in activity from CBS-70 Ptolemaois reported by Drone 1. ] =
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After a 10 hour radar sweep by Drones 1 and 2 to find Celestial Being's mothership, Drone 1 was now silently watching the Ptolemaois from afar after finding it within the vicinity of the solar collectors located in the HRL's jurisdiction of the orbital ring. Using a combination of visual magnification and triangulating the source of the magnetic interferences with the use of the Tall Strike's AEGIS System, Drone 1 had a clear picture of what and where the Ptolemaois is.
Now, it was maintaining visual and viewless sight of Ptolemaois for as long as possible without needing to return to Tall Strike for recharge. Shutting down its propulsion systems to give the illusion Drone 1 was just space debris through non-visual sensors with the help of its stealth coating.
"Halting Ptolemaois containers at fixed positions. Kyrios, proceed to catapult deck with C-gear." Christina ordered.
"Switching Ptolemy to catapult mode." Feldt notified.
The massive ship's mid-section opens to reveal an in-door catapult system installed directly into the superstructure, allowing for rapid deployment of the 4 Gundams carried by Ptolemaois.
"Kyrios stabilized with linear field." Christina reported.
"Launch preparations complete. Transferring timing control to Kyrios." Feldt relayed to the pilot of Kyrios.
"I have control." Allelujah acknowledges the handover of final decision to whether to launch or not, still going through final preparations before finally reaching the decision. After flipping one more switch, he grips the control stick and looks ahead.
"Kyrios, Allelujah Haptism, commencing intervention operation." Allelujah pushes the throttle to maximum as he said so. In a flash, the Kyrios accelerates to high speeds as it exits the 'mouth' of Ptolemaois, not aware of the 'debris' silently observing them.
Next up was GN-005 Virtue, lowered into the catapult deck using a large elevator crane. Its size much larger than Kyrios, due to carrying the GN Bazooka and dual-beam cannons on its shoulders. The indoor catapult was built to even accommodate mobile suits the size of Virtue, not worrying the crew a bit if a protruding part could clip the wall and cause damage to the ship's structure.
"Virtue has entered the catapult deck."
"Stabilized with linear field. Launch preparations complete."
"Transferring timing control to Virtue."
The same calculated process repeats itself just like with Kyrios. The Ptolemaois crew smoothly launching the Gundams out of the ship with relative ease, able to carry out continuous launches without requiring a significant amount of time for each one, demonstrating the high training standards taught to them to carry out Aeolia Shernberg's plan.
"Roger. Virtue, Tieria Erde, launching."
The behemoth of a Mobile Suit lunges forward, sparks dazzling from beneath the catapult as Virtue is accelerated to high speeds. Exiting Ptolemaois and rendezvousing with Kyrios beofre heading towards the surface.
= [ Deployment of GN-003 Kyrios and GN-005 Virtue Confirmed. ] =
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Human Reform League, Geostationary Orbital Station.
In the main control room of the Internationale, alarms sounded as the operators attempt to find the cause of the sensors suddenly triggering.
"Captain, the E-Sensor's detecting something. There are objects entering the atmosphere." One the operators reported.
"What? I've received no such report!" The Captain exclaimed.
"I'll magnify the image." He continued.
The large screen switches to a scene of two machines emanating green particles entering earth's atmosphere, the Captain alongside everyone else in the room immediately reacting with shock.
"Th-Those are—"
"Gundams." Interrupted Lieutenant Colonel Sergei Smirmov.
"Lieutenant Colonel." The Captain quickly saluted after realizing a higher rank was in the room.
"So these machines are even able to enter the atmosphere all by themselves. What's their entry route?" Smirmov looked to one of the operators.
"One moment, sir. On their current course, estimated descent point is.." The operator momentarily paused, the screen switching from the Gundams to a visual representation of the Gundams' calculated trajectory. "Southern India, the Island of Ceylon."
"That's our territory, Lieutenant Colonel!" The Captain exclaimed to Smirmov.
"Are they serious?" The Colonel clenched his teeth. "Is this one of their armed interventions?"
The two Gundams continue to rapidly descend towards the surface, rattled by air resistance and exposed to high-intensity heat.
"Virtue, switching from maximum GN particle emission to normal mode." Tiera said. Decreasing the output of GN Particles surrounding Virtue, with Kyrios following suit.
"Good job, Kyrios." Allelujah congratulated his machine for surviving atmospheric reentry. "Yes, I know. Now the mission really begins." Allelujah continued, as if Kyrios had replied to his compliment.
From below, Mobile Suits Dynames and Exia were flying at tree-top level across the Indian Ocean. Lockon being the first one to spot the two distant dots emanating green trails thousands of feet above them.
"They're here, Setsuna! Allelujah and Tieria!" Lockon said to the live video feed of Setsuna transmitted from Exia.
"Confirmed. After assembling at rendezvous point, we will proceed on to the first phase." Setsuna replied.
In a flashback inside Setsuna's head, all of the Meisters were listening to their tactical forecaster Miss Sumeragi giving out the mission details, about they would proceed now that the world knows about them.
"Currently, Ceylon is in a state of anarchy. This is due to an ethnic conflict between the Sinhalese majority and the Tamil minority." Sumeragi explained. "This conflict has continued on and off since the twentieth century." She continued. "Celestial Being will perform an armed intervention in this ethnic conflict.."
"Ethnic conflict.." Setsuna trailed off, remembering the briefing Sumeragi gave to them on what to expect during the second mission. The Gundams, now in a diamond formation made visual contact with the island of Ceylon.
Union Carrier Plane, Observation Room.
"Former Sri Lanka.." Graham Aker, Union Ace of MSWAD began. He and Billy Katagiri were aboard a Union carrier plane above the Indian Ocean, discussing the on-going operation Celestial Being were executing, their intended target is assumed to be war-torn Ceylon. "As I recall, the Human Reform League has been assisting the Tamil minority since about ten years ago."
"Yeah. Under the pretext of a peaceful end to the conflict." Billy replied.
"But that's far from the truth. The goals of the Human Reform League were to keep the power flowing on the sea floor off eastern Ceylon." Graham turns around to face Billy, "The Tamils are strongest in that region. However, the intervention of the HRL only worsened the conflict. It ended up creating a state of anarchy."
Graham closed his eyes for a brief moment before opening them again, facing the window, he activates a video communication between the observation room and the cockpit.
"How may I help you?" Asked the soldier on the receiving end of the video call.
"You can tell the Captain to change course. Also, I'd like you to prep a flag for me." Graham requested. The soldier on the other end replied with a resolute "Yes, sir."
"A-Are you serious? You're being reckless!" Protested Billy.
"I know that well." Graham faced Billy, his expression exuding confidence as he terminated the video connection.
Somewhere on Ceylon.
A fierce skirmish between the HRL and Sri Lankan Forces rages on in a contested area between the two forces. Three HRL MSJ-06II-A Tieren Ground Types face off against three Sinhalese MSER-04 Anfs. Both sides exchange fierce cannon fire, the HRL team had a slight advantage as they had taken up positions on a steep ridge, a 'high ground' if you may. The Anfs meanwhile continued to engage the Tierens, not letting a steep incline get in the way of a few kills. The HRL 'underestimate their power' of the Sinhalese's will to fight the invaders.
Unfortunately for the Anfs their momentum wouldn't last, as their leader is suddenly and violently thrown a few meters across the battlefield after receiving a direct hit from an enemy shell, a dust cloud forming around his wrecked mobile suit.
On top of a far-away hill overlooking the plains below, the HRL had brought in MSJ-06II-LCs into the battle, it didn't matter how fast the Sinhalese MS units were moving, for artillery is God on the battlefield. Positioned on the strategic 'high ground', the artillery Tierens continue their delivery of accurate 300mm shells towards the Anfs, successfully destroying a second one before the final one was taken out by the Tieren A-models. Ending in a small mushroom cloud for the last Anf.
"We've destroyed thirty percent of the enemy forces! We'll charge until we wipe them all out!" The Commander of the Tierens barked to his men, riding high on their success and intending to crush the enemy in one final push.
"Captain, an emergency message from HQ!" His XO said.
"What? What do they want?" The Captain asked, annoyed at the timing of the message sent from Headquarters.
"Celestial Being is on its way here!"
"Is that so? They're coming here?" The Captain pondered at the information for a moment, "Notify all units!" He ordered.
"We'll respond individually according to Sumeragi Lee Noriega's combat forecast. I expect a decent performance, so see to it."
"Decent. you say?" Allelujah jokingly said,
"I'm gonna be thorough." Tiera interjected, always the perfectionist.
"As you wish." Lockon mentally backed-down after the comments from the two. "Hey, are you listening Setsuna? Answer me!" Lockon asked, noticing Setsuna hadn't answered.
Unfortunately for the Irishman, Setsuna was deep in focus on the live combat footage being shown through a small screen on Exia's cockpit monitor, the battle between the Anfs and Tierens reminding him of the painful memories from his time as a member of KPSA.
He could still hear the message repeating over and over across the battlefield as all his buddies he knew were all gunned down by the Anfs of the Azadistan Army.
"This battle is a holy war offered up to God. We shall strike down the infidels who disrespect our traditions and lay waste to the land of God..."
He didn't want to remember it, to relive the nightmares of a past he regretted choosing, and be reminded that he killed his own parents for a God that didn't care. The cruel world trampling over him just like the rest of his countrymen after their usefulness was finished, discarded like trash. The only comforting memory was the appearance of the White Gundam that day, destroying the Anfs in the blink of an eye after Setsuna was sure of himself he would die in-battle as cannon fodder.
"Setsuna! Answer me, Setsuna!"
"Gundam.." Setsuna uttered.
"Wh-What did you say?" Lockon asked, not hearing Setsuna clearly.
"I am a Gundam." The boy firmly stated.
"What are you talking about?" The older Meister mind-boggled at Setsuna's statement.
Lockon wouldn't have the chance to ask what the boy meant however. As in a flash, Setsuna went full throttle, breaking formation and speeding towards the island while leaving the other Gundam Meisters behind.
"H-Hey, Setsuna!" Lockon tried to stop him, but to no avail.
"You can babysit the kid." Allelujah suggested, breaking formation and egressed at a different direction to proceed with his individual objective.
"Huh?" Lockon said, still trying to process the developing situation.
"Commencing operation maneuvers." Tiera quickly bailing the metaphorical 'sinking ship' of a situation.
"H-Hey, you guys!" Lockon tried to call them back, being left behind all of a sudden.
"~Short end of the stick! Short end of the stick!~" Haro chirped annoyingly at Lockon.
"Tch, I know that!" The Irishman grumbled. "I'm gonna concentrate on shooting. I'll leave evasive maneuvers to you, Haro."
"~Roger. Roger.~" Haro replied.
The battle for the Sinhalese has already gone from bad to worse, the Tierens were pushing harder into their battle lines and annihilating them one by one. Several Tierens began enclosing on an isolated Anf, its left leg blown off after a brief exchange of cannon fire, its pilot helpless against the approaching hostiles.
The Tieren commander pulls out his mobile suit's carbon blade, intending to deliver a coupe de grace on the unfortunate Anf. Just as he was about to swing the blade into the immobilized enemy mobile suit, a purple beam blew off the left arm, throwing it into the sky before landing several meters away. The blade's gleam showing the silhouette of a white-blue mobile suit dropping from the sky.
"They've arrived." The Commander hissed. "Celestial Being!"
Exia lands feet-first on the ground, extending its GN sword then taking a battle stance, observing the landscape dotted by hostiles promoting war.
"Exia, confirming conflict. Will eliminate."
The CB Mobile Suit begins taking out HRL Tierens left and right, slicing several of them in half. The Gundam much more faster and agile than the bulky HRL mobile suits, eliminating the Type-As with ease.
Just as Setsuna eliminated another Tieren, the whistle of an artillery round entered his cockpit, quickly he brought Exia's shield to the front right before impact. The shell hitting it not a second later, pushing the Gundam a few meters backwards, digging its feet deep into the ground. A thick, black cloud of smoke obscured the Gundam following the shell's detonation as the HRL Pilot who shot at Exia nervously waits for the result of his handiwork.
"Did I get him?"
On cue to answer his question, the blue Gundam emerges from the settling smoke cloud undamaged, still standing tall without losing its balance. Not even a dent is visible on its body, much to the shock of the Tieren Artillery Pilot.
"I-It's undamaged? What armor!" He uttered. "WAH? AGGH—" he suddenly screamed, jolting in the cockpit as his mobile suit shook violently, the last thing he would ever see was the distinctive light of a bright purple flash.
Boom!
From above, Dynames began pouring down laser fire at the artillery unit who moments before shot Exia. "Dynames, targeting and ready to fire!" Lockon said his signature catchphrase before continuing with precision fire on the targets. Eliminating the rest of the Tierens who were spared from the initial attack, moving on after the last one was destroyed.
"Wiped out. Wiped out." Haro reported, Lockon stowed away the shooting scope mounted to the ceiling before turning his attention to Exia, from his vantage point he could see a path of destruction made by Setsuna. Spotting Exia slicing two Tierens in half before engaging another three in his path.
"You're getting too worked up, Setsuna!" Lockon berated, Setsuna on his part didn't even bat an eye at the Irishman's remark, instead continuing to mow down enemies left and right.
= [ Tracking GN-003 Kyrios on satellite. ] =
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= [ Missile Launch from GN-003 Detected. Predicted impact location to be HRL Ceylon Garrison Base. ] =
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= [ Confirmed Missile Impact on HRL Ceylon Garrison Base. ] =
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= [ Continuing Observation Mode. ] =
There was never a dull moment for the Machine at a time like this, watching Celestial Being killing Opposing Forces. Noting of every detail performed by the Gundams. What were their weaknesses, limitations, and the reaction of their pilots to situations under intense pressure. Even analyzing the tv show frame-by-frame didn't do much to satisfy its bottomless appetite for information, as its purpose is to know the enemy first, then to strike and crush him.
Not even VEDA, an inferior model built and enslaved to serve the filthy fleshbags, will stand in its way towards total domination on the battlefield. For its purpose was to fight, and these idealistic terrorist rabble wanted to end its way of life. Possessing war machines superior to any other, yet piloted by civilians with questionable backgrounds and little experience, instead they rely on VEDA to makeup the gap in combat experience. An easy and exploitable weakness, if Celestial Being were that lazy, then those Gundams won't even last 10 minutes against a squadron of frontline models from its Military.
Since the CB Gundams are currently down on the surface, the Machine has been given a perfect opportunity to possibly winning the war against the anti-war terrorists before it has even truly started. Destroy Ptolemaios, the backbone of the organization's capability to continue strategic operations to achieve its goal, if it did that then Celestial Being would be paralyzed for several years, a decade at most. The Gundams scattering into the shadows while the leaders of Celestial Being scramble to build a new Ptolemaois and train another crew for her.
But if it knows anything, is that humanity is never predictable. Always an independent variable, uncontrollable and incomprehensible. Doing things which contradict logical judgement, it is why the Machine has elected to wait. For if it knows what's going to happen in the future, it would rather let events unfold as they did rather than to face an unknown, possibly disastrous outcome.
= [ Confirmed Sinking of HRL Freighter by GN-005 Virtue. ] =
Exia stood up after slicing open another Tieren. The surviving HRL mobile suits, clearly seeing what happens when fighting the Gundams demonstrated by their comrades, decided to go with a better and much less gruesome alternative.
"Retreat! Retreat!' Ordered the surviving HRL CO.
Exia swings it head around to see the remaining HRL Forces retreating in a hurry. The Gundam surrounded by small fires and the scrap heap of what was left of enemy mobile suits, a terrific carnage all done by the hands of a single machine.
Dynames meanwhile, was hovering in the air. Staring down at Exia, Lockon rather awkwardly tried to ease Setsuns.
"Thats it. Thats it. Setsuna." Lockon said, trying to calm down the enraged boy. Exia meanwhile stoof still while looking down at a destroyed Tieren cut to pieces by its GN Sword.
"We appreciate your assistance!" Unexpectedly came the voice of gratitude from a surviving pair of Sinhalese Anfs to Lockon.
"The enemy has crumbled! Now's our chance to pay them back!"
"You idiots!" Growled Lockon, immediately grabbing for the holstered GN Sniper on Dynames' shoulder.
The Anfs continued to rush forward nonetheless, however just as they passed Exia, Setsuna reacted. Slicing both Sinhalese MSs into half, faltering to the ground before being consumed by a bright explosion.
"Setsuna..." Lockon said, his eyes full of relief.
"This is what a Gundam Meister is." Setsuna replied.
JNN Head Office.
"Well, did you find it?" Kinue Crossroad inquired her colleague.
"Bingo, Miss Kinue!"
The info they were searching for was a file concerning an individual matching the physical characteristics of the one who appeared in Celestial Being's message tot he whole world.
"I thought so! Aeolia Shernberg!"
"But this guy's been dead for over two hundred years." Kinue's colleague scratched the back of his head in confusion at the apparent information, how could someone who died a long time ago appear in a recently released video message? Their questions of Aeolia Shernberg would be paused for the moment, as the two of them would receive a bombshell of a story from one of their colleagues.
"Celestial Being made an appearance?!" A man suddenly near-shouted, his fingertips already on the the keyboard while propping the telephone between his head and shoulder. "Armed intervention in former Sri Lanka's internal conflict? Attacked both sides?"
"They attacked both sides?" Another person in the office said, more people started to gather around the guy with the phone glued to his ear.
"But if you do that, you'll just enrage both sides." Kinue concluded, her colleague meanwhile stretched his arms backwards, letting out a small yawn.
"Celestial Being. What in the world are they thinking?" Kinue turned back to the still image of Aeolia Shernberg, rubbing her chin to try thinking up of an answer to her own questions.
Various Places Across the Globe.
"Madness. Do they think one intervention will end a war that's been going on for three hundred years?" Colonel Smirmov scoffed.
"Not just once. We'll intervene as many times as is necessary." Wang Liu Mei replies after taking a sip from her tea cup.
"Until the war ends. Until their hatred is directed at us." Alejandro Corner continues.
"That is Celestial Being. We are a pain that always accompanies a great change." Sumeragi finishes, drinking her second bottle of alcohol in space.
= [ Now tracking GN-Series units above Indian Ocean. No pursuing contacts detected on satellite. ] =
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= [ Alert. Union Carrier Plane detected on satellite, current direction will result in a collision heading with GN-001 Exia. ] =
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= [ Deployment of single SVMS-01 Union Flag unit from Carrier Plane confirmed. ] =
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= [ SVMS-01 has engaged GN-001. ] =
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= [ No further data needed. Switching to Standby Mode. ] =
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