Legal disclaimer: Yeah yeah yeah, I *unfortunetly* don't own any of the G-Wing chars....
Summary: Takes place after Endless Waltz. My first Gundam fic, so please R+R! By the way, if you have any suggestions for me, please tell me!!! I know it must suck, but ... well, here goes nothing:


Dark Shadows
Chapter Five: The Escape
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Wufei was the first to speak, although he was as stunned as all the others. "... Nataku...?"

Towering above them stood five gundams. Each one seemed to be modeled after each of the originals. The one Wufei was looking at was painted green, a large serpent head mounted on one arm. It seemed like a model based on both the Altron and the Altron custom. It had dragon wings, as well as the twin blasters between the wings.

Another sparked Trowa's memories. This one was also green, with yellow caution strips painted over on certain areas. On it's left arm was a triple beam gattling gun, covered with a shield. On it's back was a single beam gattling. He could only guess the weapons mounted inside the shoulders, chest, and other areas.

Heero gazed unemotionally at the one modeled after Wing Zero. It had virtually the same design as the 01, his first Gundam, with minor changes. the wings were bigger, and it carried a twin Buster rifle, each one having a small power generator attached.

Quatre looked at the one modeled after his Sandrock fondly. It had two large shotels mounted on it's back, ready for use while two handles hung at its side. Like the others, this Gundam was modeled after the Sandrock Custom.

Duo stared at the black Gundam, with bat-like wings covering up it's front body like a cloak. To him, it was beautiful. Amazing. The dark knight stared back at him with dull eyes.

Heero recovered before anyone else and drifted over to a nearby computer consol. hacking into the system, he brought up the schematics for each one. "Neo Gundams..." he murmured. The others turned to him as he punched up more information. "... Each one modeled after the five that were supposed to be sent down in operation Meteor... The Dragonfang, Armory, Vertigo, Sandstorm, and Shadowscythe, all based on the Altron, Heavyarms, Wing Zero, Sandrock, and Deathscythe...scheduled use ... for the 198 invasion ... each one is 70 percent complete..."
"You mean their planning to use these things to start another war?" Duo said, stunned.
Heero nodded.
Behind them, someone started clapping. "Very good, I am surprised you have gotten this far."

They all spun around, Trowa and Wufei bringing up their weapons. In the doorway, silhouetted by the light behind him, stood a tall man, on hand on his hip, the other covered by a cape. Heero blinked and Wufei's eyes widened.

Their eyes adjusted and they could finally make out the man. An aristocratic general, by the looks of his ornate red uniform. At first he could easily be mistaken for Trieze Kushrenada, but a second glance would clear the mistake. He had black hair, slicked back, and he had reddish eyes behind the small glasses. The man smirked.
"As I said, I am surprised you have gotten this far. I would have thought my assassins would have killed you. But once again, with unbelievable luck, all of you have managed to survive. Well, not for long."
Wufei growled. "Who the hell are you?!"
The smirk never left the man's face. "I will gratefully answer that question before you die. I am Emilio Tsuni, of the Gemini Foundation, an extension of Oz. And you, my friends, are dead."

With that the man disappeared behind the closing doors. Trowa let off a round, but it didn't help. Wufei slammed into the door a few times, to no success. Duo even tried to blow the door up with his micro explosives.
"Damn... " Duo muttered as he waved away the smoke, seeing the door still standing. What the hell is this door made of?"
Suddenly red warning lights went on. "Warning, Warning." The monotone computer voice said, "Sector explosion in T minus five minutes."

"Five minutes until sector explosion? They're going to blow us up!" Sally said.
Heero didn't do anything, but stared at the Neo Gundams. Duo spun around to him, anger making his face slightly red. "What the hell are you doing Heero? Get over here and help us get this door down!"
Heero never moved.
Wufei smirked, a realization dawning on him. "Heero ... your right..." Wufei immediately started towards him.
Duo stared in shock. "Are you nuts? We have less then four minutes to get out of here!"
Trowa followed. "Duo ... are you still any good at piloting mobile suits?"
Duo, eyes widening with the revelation, smacked his head. "Baka! We can pilot the Gundams out of here!"
Heero nodded as he started to climb up the rope that lead to the Vertigo's cockpit.

Everyone else did the same, Sally getting into Dragonfang behind Wufei, each dressing in a space suit. "T minus one minute and counting," said the computerized voice.

Shadowscythe stepped forward. "Allow me to do the honors," Duo said over the com line. The Gundam's wings snapped open, and for a moment, the God of Death stood in all of his glory, his right hand clutching the long handle of his scythe, raising it over his head. Twin beam blades emerged from the head of the scythe and with two quick slices, the hanger bay doors were cut open, revealing space in front of them, anything that wasn't nailed down flying out into the vacuum.
Duo leapt out, engaging jets and flew off a bit from the sector which had been launched from the colony, the other's behind him. As soon as they were out of the bay and away, it blew up, then folded in on itself.

"That was close..." Quatre said, wiping some sweat from his forehead.
Heero looked at his scanners. "It's not over yet." They all turned and saw the image of hundreds of mobile suits emerging from the colony.


Emilio Tsuni sat at his deck, watching a live camera feed of the escaped pilots before the sector blew. He smiled. "Things are all going according to my plans.... Our mobile dolls will wipe them out, then maybe we can salvage the Gundams. And after that ... and after that, I'll rule the world."