Chapter 1: Flaming Dawn
Two
fleets of warships arrived over Earth that day. One searching for a spot to conquer and grow, another to
defend their long lost home world.... or an incarnation of it.
"Sir, We have just confirmed
Invid Troopship on planet!" shouted a young tech officer.
"Thank
you Jenson." Said the young captain. He looks eighteen or nineteen, but
one would only need to look in his dark brown eyes to see that he has see more
than a hundred years of combat. He was the younger version of the grandfather.
"Determine their location."
"Yes
Sir"
"Hmm..."
murmured the commander "They have followed us here.... What does that
new Regis* have for us now. He stood up out of the metal and leather chair, motioned with his
fingers to other officers, all of which looked the same age to come with him.
"We're going to deploy Raptor Wing, tell the Eagles and Hawks to
standby, our Veritechs should handle those slugs."
"Roger,
Sir" said another officer, a young lady of the similar young age, who had
just taken over the command chair.
The
Captain now shouted, "Falcons! Suit Up!" All twelve of the standing
officers sprinted to the mag-lev. It dropped them after a minute and half ride
across a fourth of the 30 mile long spacecraft. Once the doors opened they
sprinted into the ready room next to large double doors which above them had
"Falcon SQDN Veritech Hangar" emblazoned in red letters.
In
the ready room the put on armor suits. Shining, almost crystalline, panels
separated with joints that looked like black spandex, but were even tougher
than the thick metal plates. Each grabbed a helmet; some matching the metallic
looks of the suits but some had different paint schemes of red, blue, and
white. Names were printed on the helmets. Name such as: Maverick, Goose,
Iceman, Slider, Cat, Blueice, Morgana, Medusa, Wildhog, Archangel, Phoenix, and
Sharks. After donning these helms they ran through another set of doors to the
main hangar. Each boarded their VF-19S Veritechs. Most were a white/brown color
but one looked bright red and two had the "sharks teeth" paint on
the nose.
"All
right, mount these things on the reentry boosters and mount the FAAST packs,"
the captain said to the mechanic nearby. The sleek fighter aircraft were pushed
into the transports waiting to take them to one of the many huge ICBM launchers
on the underside of the 30 mile long battleship. Once put under the twin shells
of the rocket boosters, designed to get them through an atmosphere without
wasting fuel in the descent, the whole group was loaded into giant missile
launchers. Within minutes of the sensors detecting the enemy, Falcon Squadron
was launched out of the tubes, rocketing down to Earth.
*Presidential
Palace, New Brussels Earth Sphere Unified Nation*
Relena
Peacecraft Yuy is sitting at her desk, looking busy at mound of paper work of
files needing to be filled out when the phone rings. "Oh, hello Duo.
Thanks for calling and thanks for these flowers." In speaking these words
she gentle touches the odd long tri-pedaled flowers. "Where did you get
these"?
"Oh,"
said Duo, "I got them from this guy who said he just..." His image
on the screen fuzzed out in static.
"Darn
equipment... At least I got to thank Duo for the flowers. I wonder if I should
send Heero to get more?" Relena mused. "I should call the
Preventers to tell him." She picked up the phone and dialed it, but only
static appeared on the screen. She began to stare at the offending phone when
an explosion sounded in the distance.
*80,000 feet
and dropping, over Europe and en route to Brussels*
"Shit,
they've already started attacking," mumbled the captain,
"Prepare to jettison boosters in 30 seconds." He powered up all the
systems inside the Veritech, disengaged the safeties on all the weapons and
turned his radar to max power. "Form up after jettison and fire at will.
Goose, your my wing" The time until booster counted down to three, then
two, then one. "Jettison boosters!" shouted the captain into the
mic. The twin shells broke apart, the retros mounted on the boosters flared,
allowing the VF's to clear the cradles they were housed in. Battle cries
were heard as the Falcons descended on their prey.
To be continued....