Well, here's Chapter Four. Sorry it took
awhile for it to come out. I've been busy with my other fic. Enjoy!
I don't own Gundam Wing. I'm dirt poor.
I'm sure the guy who does own it is filthy rich.
Chapter Four
"Andrea, report to the hanger at once!" A voice came over the com-unit in Andrea's quarters of the space ship. She was lying back on her bed, enjoying the view of the mettle ceiling. That's where they were now, space. She loved it, the freedom, the mystery and the wonder. But there was that terror, small at first, but it would grow as she sat alone out there in the gundam. The emptiness and the endlessness would always get to her eventually. That was her flaw, the one thing that kept her from being what they always wanted her to be.
She'd been out there for a few months now and she and the crew were constantly on the move. The crew, there was not much to it. A pilot, a few trusted repair guys, Ellen and herself. That was it, just enough to survive. But even surviving was getting difficult now. They only stopped for refueling, but that was getting dangerous. Andrea was wanted by OZ now, and if they stayed in one place too long, they would get caught, at one colony they had stopped at, she was almost arrested. Had it not been for some quick foot movement and a punch to the face, she might not have gotten away from there. She now carried a gun with her everywhere, even off mission. She hadn't before. She felt she didn't need too. Besides, people might get suspicious of her. But she didn't care anymore; her live was too valuable.
"Okie dokie!" Andrea replied. She headed out of her room and ran down the corridor to the hanger, he feet making loud clunks as they hit mettle. She entered the hanger. There it was, gundam Coldfire, lying down for lack of space. Ice blue and black covered the feet and hands, while the face and body were pure black. Red was splashed across its arms and legs, looking like burning flames. The left arm had a gun attachment, which was now in storage. When it was in action, it was a deadly flamethrower, which could disintegrate anything. But with the lack of oxygen in space, it wouldn't work. In its place was a different attachment that just fired a simple laser; if you think blowing anything that it touches up into little pieces simple. The other main weapon was a staff hooked to the back of the gundam that was actually a large medieval war axe, the blades formed by blue thermal energy blades.
"Andrea," Ellen said, walking up to the girl. Her work clothes were filthy from the repair work they had just completed. "You have a mission near colony L3. There is a mobile suite squad accompanying OZ officials. Destroy the squad and take out the shuttle."
"On my own? You got to be kidding me! It's suicide!"
"Just do it."
"Fine," She headed toward the gundam. Smirking Andrea remembered the last time she was in it. The adrenaline rush she always received from it. She climbed up the side, and leaned into the cockpit. Inside was her space suit, which she slipped on over her clothes. Not a difficult task. She climbed down into the cockpit and waited. The hatch shut.
"DNA and voice recognition code…" The computer's voice said. A picture appeared on the screen. It was her brother, or at least a picture of him. They had programmed the gundam's computer to have a slight personality, that of her brother's, to make it easier for her. She was shaking by her family's death and the only way to make her do anything was to have the gundam programmed that way. And incase she got bored or something, she could talk and the computer would talk back.
"Brian, this is Pilot T6 of the gundam Coldfire." She replied. As she spoke, the computer verified her DNA.
"Welcome back pilot T6." Coldfire, or Brian, as she had nicknamed it after her brother, hummed into operation. The eyes began to glow a slivery-blue. "I've missed you. You know how boring it gets? I only see adults during the day!"
"Yeah, well, I'm here now. Let's get ourselves out of here." She said. Walls came up around the gundam and the airlock opened. The suit slipped out, Andrea righting it as it did so. The feeling began to crawl into her stomach. The achy lonely feeling she always got. She shook it off and plotted a coarse to L3.
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"When's the shuttle supposed to enter the area?" The pilot of Deathscythe Hell asked.
"Any time now," Heero answered. "Now shut up before I kill you."
"What? We're supposed to just sit here and wait?"
"Yes Duo, now chill." Quatre answered. A beeping was heard on his tracking sensors. "I think that's it."
Sure enough, it was. The shuttle was just coming into view, along with about fifty mobile suits.
"Let's rock n' roll guys." Duo said as he charged up his scythe.
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"I'm picking up three mobile suits made of gundanium." The computer said as Andrea neared the place of the battle. "I've pulled some files."
"Just great…" She muttered. "Ally or enemy Brian?"
"They're attacking the enemy, so you could say their allies. Add that to the fact that all gundam pilots are your ally."
"They're the other pilots. So I finally get to meet the guys. Funny it's taken all this time." She muttered as she neared the battle. From the look of it, they were doing pretty well on their own. "Looks like I'm the last one here. There's not much left."
Just then, she began to hear transmissions. Morons. They can't even keep their discussions to themselves. She thought to herself. Then she realized that she had the technology to listen in. Oops, my mistake.
"Looks like they called for reinforcements." One voice said, she recognized it, but she really couldn't put her finger on it.
"Who is this guy?" Another asked. "Should I take him out?" That one was definitely recognizable, and what was said next confirmed her hunch.
"Wait Duo, she might not be an enemy. Worry about the battle on hand." That voice sounded younger.
DUO! She thought. WHAT THE HECK? WHAT'S HE DOING HERE? She thought for a minute. "If that's Duo, then the other two have to be Quatre and Heero. I can recognize their voices now.
"What's that?" A soldier yelled; a really annoying soldier. "Another gundam?"
She joined the battle at that moment, shooting at the suit that spoke. She really hated people like that, always stating the obvious. It blew up instantly. She saw a hesitation in one of the gundams. It was the one with the scythe to be exact. She pretended not to notice and took out another.
Andrea then noticed a gundam heading for the shuttle to destroy it. "Oh no you don't!" She said and raced ahead of him. This was her mission, not theirs. She was going to take part in the glory. She whipped out her staff and charged it up, forming the blue axe.
"What the…?" Quatre asked…stunned.
She brought it down on the shuttle, cutting it in two. That caused it to explode. The gundams stopped, the battle over.
"HOLLY S--T[1]!" Duo yelled over the unit, still unaware that she could hear them. "THAT'S WICKED!"
"Who are you?" Heero asked, almost commandingly, finally opening up a direct channel to her.
Andrea's mind raced, trying to figure out what to do. She said nothing for a while.
"I'll ask you one more time before I destroy you." Heero said again, moving closer. "And I will destroy you."
"I'm an ally." She finally spoke to them. She powered down the axe and put it away to show them she was serious. She hoped they would believe her, she knew how good they were.
"That doesn't mean anything to us. You could be lying!" Duo yelled.
"Quiet Duo, can't you see she's not?" Quatre replied.
"Well Duo, Quatre's right, I'm not. And if you have any memory at all you'd realize that."
"How do you know our names?" Heero asked, almost shocked. Almost, Heero never gets shocked.
"We're old friends. We met awhile ago, but for the sake of your memory." She turned on the visual. "I'm Andrea remember?"
So that's it. It might take a while for
the next chapter to come out; I haven't planned past this point. The end is
coming up soon, just letting you know. It's sad for me. L But it has to end soon 'cause my mom has
made a deadline for me! Grrrrr…Parents are so annoying.
R&R PLEASE!!