The American Pilot
Part1
By: Princess Raye Fire
"Hey, Howard, give me all the info you have on these guys. The Pilots." Said the person behind the desk while holding up a picture of the guys.
"There's a total of five of them I believe. Two of them are the quiet type. Heero Yuy-the guy in spandex and Trowa Barton-the banged one. Heero Yuy is the 'Perfect Soldier' he eliminates all obstacles in his way. He's a hacker. He'll probably be the most dangerous, if you encounter him. Trowa Barton is the circus performer. Quiet and observant. The spy of the group. One is a good friend of mine. Duo Maxwell-the guy with a braid. He is the demolitions and infiltration expert. Really nice, surprisingly different from the rest, Your typical Loud mouth, know-it-all American."
"You mean Stereo-typical. Not all Americans are loud mouths."
"I know. Next is Quatre Winner-the small blonde. He is an empathetic. Sweet and caring. The last is Chang Wufei-the guy with his hair on too tight. He has a strict code of honor, so strict it makes things seem either black or white…"
"What happens when things are gray?"
"He gets confused and angry. He also has a problem with strong Women."
"What kind of problem? Is he gay or something?"
"No…At least I don't think he's gay. And He doesn't believe that there is such a thing as a strong women."
"Well then I'll just have to teach him different, won't I?"
"Yeah. I'm sad to see you go, Hammer. You're a great pilot, just try to bring the Suit back in one piece this time."
"Right. So where am I ordered to go?"
"The Earth Sphere International School in what used to be Germany the city of Hamburg. There are some bases there that seem to have slipped by without the boys' attention. That's also were they're producing new Mobile Suits called Scorpio and Mobile Dolls called Sagittarius."
"I'll report via e-mail when I get there…"
"Hey Ham-ster!" yelled a mechanic.
"I am NOT named Ham-STER. It's Ham-MER!"
"Sorry. But I wanted to tell you we've finished the repairs on Gundam RebelStar."
"Thank you." Hammer replied as the Mechanic stalked off, sulking.
"About that name. Hammer is the kind of name you would give a fighter pilot…
"You're right Howard. If I walk into the school calling myself Hammer I might as well raise a red flag in a bull stable. What do you suggest?"
"A female name."
"No shit Sherlock."
Did you call me Miss Hammer? Asked a small electronic voice from around her neck.
"No, you can shut off for a while to recharge Sher-lock."
Yes Miss Hammer. Slowly the small red marble being held by a dolphin around her neck winked out.
"Oh, Sher-lock…"
Yes?
"I want you to call me Allison while in public until this mission is over. And don't speak until directly addressed and only if the comment demands a verbal answer."
Yes Miss Allison
"Happy, Howard?"
"You need a last name."
"Holmes."
"Why?"
"So Sher-lock will feel appreciated in my work."
Thank you Miss Allison
"Your Welcome Sher-lock" Said Allison as she crawled into her Gundam's cockpit. "Do I get to take Tara with me?"
"Not now. She'll join you later."
"Okay. Bye Howard!"
"See yah 'Miss Allison'!"
With that Gundam RebelStar lifted off the boat, changed into a plane, and took off.