Title: Gundam Wing Vengeance
Gundam Wing: Vengeance The Special Edition

Chapter Three

By Wing_zero_pilot

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Nope, I don't own Gundam Wing or anything else already owned by Sotsu Agency and its affiliates. And all those other people who claim to own Gundam Wing. If I did own GW, I wouldn't be writing this. It would be a full-feature movie!!!!!!

A.C. 189

Colony L1

Secret Gundam Pilot Training Site

Finally being able to get some rest, Doctor J slowly laid himself on the cot in his personal quarters. It had been a long day--made even longer from the loss of three of his trainees' lives.

"May we never have another day like this one . . ." Doctor J whispered to himself as he slowly detached the various cybernetic implants that could cause serious harm if he did something as simple as slept with them still on. Never have been one to stay still, even when unconcious! he thought to himself with a gradual smile.

Within fifteen minutes, he was sound asleep.

"Sir! We have a problem!" The shave-tailed lieutenant shouted as he swung open the door to Doctor J's quarters.

Startled, the good doctor flew out of bed, grabbing the gun that was hidden under the table. Only after he had forcibly stopped himself from shooting the twenty-year-old--That would serve him right!--did he realize what was going on.

"What is the problem, other than the one everyone has about me getting a good night's rest?!"

"Sir, it's Two! He's stolen a mobile suit and escaped!"

"Which suit? It wasn't the Wing Gundam, was it?" Bewildered, the doctor slowly put the pistol back into its hiding place.

"No, sir! It was one of the unarmed prototypes used in the piloting drills."

"Good, good . . ."

"Sir? How can this be a good thing?"

"Simple, my dear boy. It makes choosing between One and Two on who would pilot the Wing Gundam that much easier. As much as I hate to say it, but today has made that choice much easier."

"Sir, I know we were supposed to pick one candidate and allow him to pilot the suit, but what would happen to the others?"

"I'm going to be blunt with you, son." Somehow, the doctor's usual casualness and playfulness drained out of him faster than lead-filled coolant. "We could not afford to have an experienced soldier that we rejected running around with such detailed information on the Gundam. Each of the candidates knew this, so I believe that's why Two went and did what he did."

"I'm sorry, sir. I didn't know."

"I did, and I'm afraid that I would have never forgiven myself if I followed through with those orders." That's why that gun has room enough for only five shots: four for the kids, and one for me.

"Sir, what should we do about the escaped candidate?"

"Deploy the mobile suits with stealth armoring." Thanks for leaving a little bit of your research with me, Professor G! "Capture him and bring him back, if you can. If not, the use of deadly force is authorized." Looking down at his floor, Doctor J somehow looked even more grim. Perhaps only two shots will be needed, after all . . .

Space

A Small Distance Away From L1

"You'll never take me alive!" Two's blood-chilling oath bellowed across the comm systems on as many frequencies as his suit could do. "I know what you have planned for me! You'll never be able to do it!"

"You must cease and desist your escape, now!" Doctor J responded. "I've changed my mind. You won't die, but only if you come back with us now!"

Sweeping back and forth, avoiding the so-called "warning shots", Two swore at them. "You bastards think I'm gonna go back with you? You're fools!"

"You must believe me! I don't wish to have you destroyed, but I will in order to prevent a pilot's endangerment on the field! You must understand!"

"I understand euthanasia! That's all I need to understand! And now I've got to fight for my life, because I was second-best! Well, never again! I'm going to take my rightful position at the top, by any means neccessary!"

Arching his suit's flight back to the line of stealth-plated Leo suits in once-hot pursuit behind him, he used his engine backwash to melt the "head" of one of the pursuing suits. Grabbing its beam rifle, he opened fire on his enemies.

One suit after another blew to so much vapor and debris, proving to Doctor J that he should have trained the other pilots better, and not just the Gundam pilot candidates. No, I just trained Two too well.

Turning to the nearest officer behind him, Doctor J smiled.

"Get me One. Now."

Because the final modifications on the Wing Gundam weren't complete yet, One sighed as he had to clamber up into the cockpit of one of the spare stealth Leos. He had always believed that the Earth Sphere Alliance had taken too much power away from the Tallgeese's plans when they had designed this suit. This weak, pathetic piece of shit for a suit.

Mentally going through the pre-flight checklist, he cut it short as he lifted off, clearing out the hangar bay.

My suit may have the ability to sneak around, but his is based on the Wing Gundam's body and engines. While it doesn't have any weapons, it will be hard as hell to beat him.

A.C. 204

Earth

"The Graveyard"

My enemy! Where is he?!

Between the madness and the Zero System, Two's conciousness screamed out for revenge, for retribution.

For vengeance!

A single day had gone by since he had wiped out the city that had once stood where he was. Nobody had stood a chance, though a few idiotic citizens thought it would be honorable if they did as much as they could to prevent the Gundam he piloted from killing those they held dearly. Many had simply driven their vehicles straight into the suit's leg assemblies, though the gundanium alloy didn't even allow a single scratch from those fools.

Unworthy opponents. Not even worth thinking to be true enemies. I have only one enemy, one equal. He calls himself Heero Yuy, but I know him only as One.

Kicking up dirt from nearby destroyed buildings, Two ignited his Vernier thrusters on the wings he had transferred from the Epyon to his Wing Vengeance. With a mad scream of sheer lunacy, he headed towards his next target.

You once took everything from me, One. Now it's my turn.

I just hope Newport City is as busy as possible today.

Preventers Headquarters

Location: Classified

"What do you mean, a Plan B?" Wufei was certainly surprised at Une's use of words. Though his eyes gazed accusingly at her, she never flinched.

I wonder just how many OZ soldiers were met with this kind of cold, unadulterated fury at injustice?

"What I mean is, there isn't exactly 'no opposition' planned for this Two character. I know for a fact that at least four of the Gundams have been rebuilt, other than the Gundam this man is piloting."

"I know Heero Yuy's Wing Zero had been rebuilt, but whose are the other three's?"

"Simple. Quatre's . . ." Motioning at a nearby video screen, she pressed a few buttons on a remote control. The Gundam Sandrock appeared on the monitor. "Duo's . . ." Again, a press of a button, and the Deathscythe Hell appeared. "And yours."

"Nataku . . . When do I get my Gundam back?"

"As soon as possible. We've already cleared up the red tape, so it's yours whenever you want it."

"I understand. Where is Sally?"

"I'm surprised you held yourself for so long from asking that. The last time she checked in with her superiors was around twenty hours ago. Four more hours and another report should come in. Wait until then, and we'll tell you her location."

The color drained back into Wufei's face. At least she's all right.

For now. If anything should happen to her, those responsible will find that all the divine intervention in space won't help them in the least.

Colony L3

Secret Launching Bay

Good thing I always kept the plans to this suit, Trowa thought to himself as he double-checked the diagnostic display panel. It had taken him a long time to rebuild the Heavyarms suit that he had used at the end of the Mariemaia Kushrenada incident. Luckily, though, the ringleader had some favors owed to him, and even Duo Maxwell's friend, Howard, had helped out. Now, four years after finishing it and putting it into storage, it's being called back into action. Seems like I'm always hiding or losing this suit.

"Trowa!" Catherine's voice cried out as Trowa was about to close the hatch to his Gundam. "Trowa, wait!"

"What is it, Cathy?" Trowa's innocent voice betraying the years of combat he had seen.

"Trowa, I want you to promise me something."

"What is it?"

"Promise me you'll come back. And don't try to self-detonate your suit again! I won't be there to snap you out of whatever mood you're in." If you have any moods, that is, her mind added.

Trowa looked at her for a long time. Then, as though he were coming out of a hypnotic trance, he turned back to his diagnostic panels.

"Please Trowa!"

"I promise," he finally said as he started his suit up. Catherine jumped back as the Vernier engines on the suit's back kicked up dust from all corners of the old hangar.

As she walked back to the hangar doors, she looked back at the mobile suit that was about to leave. What she saw brought a smile to her face.

The suit was in the pose that Trowa had always used whenever he left somewhere and intended to return. The suit was still facing away from her, but the torso was craned back, with the right arm in a salute over the face that was looking at her.

With tears in her eyes, she put her hands over her mouth. Then, she waved at the suit.

"Good luck, Trowa. I know you won't need it, but just know it's there for you if you do."

Mars

Earth Sphere Unified Nation Terraforming Site

"All right, let's test out the primary engines," Noin said to the nearest technician as she seated herself at her white Taurus suit's main controls.

"Understood," the female tech replied. Leaping off of the suit's waist, she softly landed on the hangar's floor. Since Mars has less gravity than Earth, the technicians were more free to "float about", making repairs in places that Earth's gravity would have made difficult.

Keying on her primary control circuit, Noin smiled to herself. The last time she had been at these controls, she was fighting side-by-side with her future husband, Zechs Marquise. After the Mariemaia incident on Earth, the two had decided to personally oversee the Mars terraforming site sponsored by the Earth Sphere Unified Nation. He had proposed to her at the ceremony in the terraforming headquarters, in front of every single person that was participating in the smallest way with the terraforming project. Eight years later, she was told by her doctors that she was pregnant with twins--a son and a daughter.

Still smiling to herself, she pulled back on the controls, lifting her suit up off of the deck. Seems to be working better than ever! I'm surprised they could rebuild it, after what I put it through during the fight with those Serpent mobile suits! She frowned at that thought. I thought I would stand a chance in that little Taurus. What I forgot was that it wasn't made out of gundanium or neo-titanium!

Keying her primary viewscreen to show Zechs' test run that was occuring as she fine-tuned the engines on her suit, she smiled. He was busy blasting away at the targets for the tests of his weapons and maneuvering systems. Each of his targets was a scaled-down version of the Virgo and Taurus mobile dolls, offering a harder target to hit while still retaining the mobile dolls' reputation for being just a few levels below the capabilites of the best pilots in known space. Including Zechs.

His suit, the Tallgeese IV, seemed to be working without a hitch. The Tallgeese III he had piloted had taken serious damage a few years ago in one of his Preventers missions. He had to abandon and self-detonate it. Since then, he had been working on a new Tallgeese, one he had helped design himself. Like the Tallgeese III, it still retained the basic look of all the Tallgeese models. Instead of a large yellow headcrest of the last two models, this one brought back the red color, though it was just as large as the Tallgeese III's. Instead of the blue color that Treize had selected for the Tallgeese II's color scheme, Zechs had chosen a glossy grey color.

The Tallgeese III had a large beam cannon, similar in most respects to the buster rifles Heero Yuy had made use of. The Tallgeese IV, however, had a gun more like the first two, only it had almost the same destructive capability as the beam cannon.

Welded onto its left forearm was a large, triangular shield similar to the Tallgeese III's. Like its predecessor, an improved heat whip was hidden in it, visible only when extended. The shield, like the rest of the suit, was made out of gundanium alloy. After the destruction of the Tallgeese III, Zechs didn't want anything less durable or resistant.

The last thing I need is to abandon you on the account of my own sense of invunerability, he had said to her when she asked why he was going to such an extent over a single mobile suit. She had believed him, but she also thought there was more to it than that.

He loves that suit so much it has taken up much of his time, she thought, though not with a single pang of jealousy. She understood how he felt. She had felt that way about each suit she piloted, beginning with the green Aries she had when she was with OZ.

Once all the techs had left the hangar bay, she turned back to her controls, she pressed a few buttons, opening the hangar doors. Pressing a few more buttons, she keyed on the comm system.

"Zechs, once you're done playing around over there, we've got a shuttle to catch."

"Understood," came his reply. He knew as well as she did what they were up against. Both of them had seen what a Gundam was capable of, and neither one wanted to see the results of a psychotic pilot at the helm of a suit with the ZERO system installed. Pilots with their sanity were hard enough to predict when they were under ZERO's influence, but the whole situation was made even worse by the simple fact that this pilot had lost his mind.

Please, by whatever gods may exist, let us return home safely to be able to raise our family in peace.

The Graveyard

"There you are, Heero Yuy!" Two screamed at the radar screen in front of him. "You've certainly taken your dear, sweet time!"

"Listen to me, Two. You must surrender. Otherwise, I'll have to destroy you," Heero said in his mix of flat and annoyed tones.

Ah, his time with that Relena Peacecraft woman must have softened him up quite a bit. Otherwise, he'd have just opened fire on me!

"Surrender?! If I didn't know any better, I'd say that you were the insane one in this situation!" Laughing as loudly as he could, he targeted the approaching Wing Zero.

Hah! It's still in its Neo Bird Mode! His weapons systems are powered down whenever the suit's like that! What a fool!

It wasn't but a split-second later that Two had to eat his words. As the suit approached the Wing Vengeance's weapons' range, it changed into its familiar Combat Mode.

Aiming the Wing Vengeance's improved buster rifle at Heero's suit, Two took extra pleasure as he pressed the FIRE button. The blast lanced out, but the Wing Zero dodged it effortlessly.

Inserting its own buster rifle into its shield, the Wing Zero took out one of its beam sabres. Shooting ahead as the twin hyper-Vernier engines on its back erupted in a blast of speed, the Wing Zero lifted its beam sabre high, attempting a vertical cut that would split Two's Vengeance down the middle, gundanium alloy or not.

Luckily for him, his own hyper-Verniers that he had taken from the Epyon saved Two from being cut in half. Taking out one of his own beam sabres, he parried blow after blow effortlessly.

Gundam against Gundam, the pair seemed an even match for one another. Cut after cut, slice after slice, block after endless block, the suits appeared to be perfectly even in all fighting categories. Until, that is, the Wing Zero's right hand got cut off at the wrist, sending the hand and the beam sabre spinning away. After the two parts exploded, the Wing Vengeance slowly approached the Wing Zero, as though the suit also were gloating that it had won.

"It's over, One. You've lost." Laughing maniacally over the comm system, Two's face was absolutely beaming with glee.

Grumbling under his breath, Heero punched his hand onto the side of his cockpit. Then, four blips came on his radar display. Actually smiling, Heero keyed on the video transmission and said, "I think not."

"Oh, and what makes you think you've won?"

"We do." Duo's voice came over the comm system in a triumphant tone.

"It's over for you, Two," came Wufei's voice.

"It's pointless to fight any further. We outnumber you five to one," Quatre said in his typically diplomatic tone.

"Quatre's right. Resistance is futile," Trowa's voice chimed in.

"So, One, you have to hide behind your friends in order to stop me. What a coward you have become."

"Coward or not, you've lost. Surrender and we won't kill you outright for what you've done," Heero replied to Two's taunt. Two responded with purely insane laughter.

Stymied at his eccentric behavior, each Gundam pilot had a confused look on their faces.

"You still think I'm going to surrender? Hah! You're even bigger fools than I thought!" Still laughing, Two hauled back on the lever to his right hand side. Switching the Wing Vengeance into its own version of the original Bird Mode, the suit blasted away faster than even the Wing Zero could pull off.

"Where's he going?" Quatre asked over the comm system.

"I don't know, but we had better find out," Heero replied.

"Whatever he has planned, it can't be anything good," Trowa said.

"Duo, see if you can nail his suit with one of those tracking devices you showed me earlier," Quatre said. One of the few additional modifications to Duo's original Deathscythe Hell suit was a barely-visible tracking-beacon launcher mounted on his buster shield.

"I copy that, Quatre," Duo replied. Raising his suit's left arm, Duo launched his buster shield. Speeding along after the fleeing Wing Vengeance, it suddenly arced back, remounting itself on the Deathscythe Hell's left arm.

"Did it make it?" Trowa asked.

"Yep. I'm getting the data now." Good thing I had Howard install that thing. It fit the profile of this suit perfectly as a hit-and-run accessory! "You guys aren't going to believe this."

"What is it, Duo?" Heero asked in a very serious tone.

"He's headed for the moon, and I'm getting more and more mobile suit signals from there right now. He's got hundreds of mobile dolls up and running there!"

"Understood. I'm going to go back to Newport City for repairs," Heero said in his no-nonsense tone of voice. "Quatre, you and the others come up with a plan on how to best approach the Lunar Base. That's where he's most likely to have set up camp."

"Understood. We'll rendezvous back at Newport at 0600 hours tomorrow," Quatre replied.

"Agreed. See you then."