Note: lot's of weird stuff that I haven't really figured out yet. If this bothers you READ NO FURTHER! Also has dark and angsty parts. It's AU (alternate universe). Plus this has nothing to do with any of my other stories. This has been staring at me for a while, so I finally posted it.
BTW: if you don't like the verbal slap, well… my friends said I took it to new levels in this. Last warning. Also I didn't know how to make the conversations in this chapter easy to understand so I left the initial of the person speaking after their line. Lame I know, but it was better than lots of 'asks' and 'says', especially when it's blatantly obvious. If you have a better idea please tell me!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of it!
CH 2
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Some where on earth…
"I don't believe it! They're every where!"
"Believe it Maxwell." Wufei says as he slices through another mobile doll.
"We have to take out the main suite. These dolls are only as good at the pilot behind them."
"Great plan Trowa, only one problem. We don't know which one it is!" D
A loud explosion is heard. And the mobile dolls start falling to the ground inactive.
"What the was that?" Q
"I don't know. Hang on there is an incoming transmission." H
Across the top of their screen a message starts appearing in text format.
"Greetings Gundam pilots. I'm Death's Angel, pilot of the Guardian Draconian. For short you can call me Death."
"Are you guys getting this?" T
"Yeah, who is she?" D
"She? What makes you think he's a she?" W
"Wufei, how many guys do you know that have the word 'angel' in their name?" D
Grumbling about women and how week they are and what injustices they can be heard over the line.
"Hey Wufei don't forget that our new friend can hear you."
"Shut up Maxwell!"
"What I want to know is what's a guardian." H
"Not to mention what side she's on." T
"Let's find out. Miss, whose side are you on?" Q
"Yours. You should have been informed of me before you left. My contact made it clear that he got my message to one that you trusted."
"Shit, you don't think it was Relena, do you?" D
"The message to be delivered was the frequency that the commands to the dolls are sent on. I'll send them to you now."
"Thanks. Where are you?" Q
"Here."
"Great help with that answer. You make as much sense as Duo." W
"Maybe it's an auto response program?" Q
"What the hell is that thing?" D
"What thing?" every one asks at the same time.
"That over there!" Duo says as he points at something on his screen forgetting that the others can't see where he's pointing. Nonetheless they spot it anyhow.
Far to the side an extremely large metal creacher can be seen. Standing on four legs, it's three heads search the area.
"Shit…. that's the Cerberus. Another Guardian, and far superior to your Gundams."
"How superior?" T
"Your doggie munchies"
"So much for your auto response idea Q." D
"Great not what we need." H
"You all should leave."
"Wait, are you sure you can handle your self?" T
"Yes."
This time there was some movement on the other side of their screens, across from the Cerberus. After what appeared to be a de-cloaking, there stood a large machine. It briefly resembled the DSHC up until the wings opened. It appeared to stretch out. It had a humanoid body with a tail and a head of a dragon on a long neck. It's hands and feet where also of the dragon variety. It stands in a ready stance, scythe in hand.
"My, my, my, what have we here? The god of death and his angel? Not to forget the other infamous Gundam pilots. What an…honor." Sarcasm evident in the staticy voice.
"Show your self! Who are you?" Wufie bellows over the vid-link.
A screen pops up showing a young man in his early 20's. He has that goth/robert smith look. None to original, but that's besides the point.
"I am Hadies, pilot of the Guardian Cerberus."
"Hey, there is only room for one god of death and that's me. The great Shingami!"
"Whatever, you Gundam pilots don't stand a chance. So surrender now and hand over your Gundams."
"Wow, do all bad guys have the same lines or something?" duo wonders alowd, unknowingly echoing his colliegs thoughts.
The Draconian attacks the Cerberus with its scythe.
"I wouldn't know. Anyhow I think you guys should leave. I can handle my self."
"No argument's here lady." D
"Yes, perhaps we'll find you again." T
"Perhaps"
With that the 5 Gundams leave.
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