Gundam Wing: Lost Souls Return
By Kurenai Archangel
A/N: Our POV has now switched from Heero's to Merians. If you've read my original Mech stories, you would have noticed who my added characters are ((btw, to those who did read, Mena was changed to Elle in memory of my great friend, Janelle)). Plz Note that I'm writing this w/o an outline, and I'm planning to have some fun with it…
I seem to have used two POV's, in this, my bad- in
the part When Heero goes into the fight with Merian.
Merian- // blah blah blah //
Heero- blah blah blah
LoL, newayz, have fun!
All Disclaimers Apply…[Two]
**
Suddenly, the men turned to look at two young ladies who happened to walk into the waiting room.
"Miss Une?" Merian said, straining his eyes to see.
"You boys have another pilot to help with…" She glanced over to the young blonde. She was about five foot, she had beautiful blonde hair, and she had beautiful eyes.
// Is that her? //
"Gentlemen, this is Elle Parker." Suddenly, Merian stood up and walked over to Mena.
"It's been a long time…" He smiled, and he hugged her.
"Oui, it has…" Duo smirked, and he felt pretty happy.
"Looks like Little Perfect Soldier Jr. has feelings for someone…" Merian turned back towards Duo and gave him a stern look. "Sorry," He said, rubbing his head.
Une looked at all of the pilots, who were all under a large amount of stress.
"You should all take a rest… you need it, all of
you." Everyone stood up to leave, but Trowa stayed in his seat. "Trowa…"
"I'm fine. I want to know how Quatre is doing, so I'll stay here. You all
should go on." Une nodded and she walked out of the waiting room.
**
Merian sat across the table from Elle, in an almost, desolated cafeteria. The only exceptions were the people still awake, still serving food at the counter. The pasty white walls didn't do anything to help ease the moment, or the tension.
"It's been a while. I missed you." Merian slowly placed his hands onto hers. "How have you been?"
"Alone, quiet. It's too boring in Paris. Before I knew it I was called out to get up here. I wish I could talk to that Heero, I feel really bad…"
// Yeah, Heero… //
He looked off into nowhere, and took his hands off of hers.
"What's wrong?" She questioned, looking into his eyes.
"… I don't know. Ever since we left each other at the base that day, we never talked. I don't know why I'm expecting so much from you, we never really were in a loving relationship." He looked down at the table.
"Oh," She sighed. "I'm sorry, I didn't know."
"It's not your fault." Suddenly, a door opening broke the silence as a quiet Trowa walked in.
"Hey Trowa," Said Merian.
"Hi." He approached the counter and bought a coffee. "Later." And after that,
he was gone.
"Look, I should get to sleep," Said Merian. He walked off and left her at the table, confused.
// I'm sorry… //
The Next Day
Une's
voice welcomed everyone back into the world as they woke up very early at 4:00
in the morning.
"I hope you all got some sleep," She said. "I was hoping to place you all into
simulators to test you all. All of those simulators will have to do with
teamwork, co-op, and your physical fighting skills against each other." She
looked around, hoping to find at least one bright face- Sadly, everyone was
tired out and still sleepy. "That includes you, Zechs." He lifted his head off
of his arms to find out what was happening, and responded quick.
"Yay." Then he placed his head back onto his arms.
"Let's go to the 'Sim Room'." Slowly, everyone got up and made their way two floors down to the room. Luckily, everyone else woke up after the short walk, and they all crowded into the room to find out what was needed.
"Okay, after analyzing your battle yesterday, I
found that those mobile suits have definitely been worked on. Whether they be
dolls, or piloted suits, they have been greatly improved." Suddenly, a popup on
the wall showed a picture of the suit they faced the other day. "We have dubbed
this suit 'Pegasus.' Concerning the overall stats of these suits, they have
surprisingly exceeded the stats of every mobile suit. It's stats are similar to
your Gundams. Luckily, the stats aren't down or up by much- but they may have
the advantage." The popup closed, and then she pointed towards the simulators.
"Hopefully, with enough training and the information we have gathered, we may
be able to help you combat the Pegasus and whatever comes our way." The light
sound of tapping was heard as Merian was slowly making a tune upon one of the
simulator pods. All eyes turned to focus on him and he stopped.
"Sorry," He said in a quiet voice. Une chuckled, and she went on with her
lecture.
"You will all be using the simulators- You will be using your Gundam and you
will be assigned to the following pods by your numbers." She paused, looked
upon a clipboard, and began calling out names. "Yuy, Heero- Pod 01. Maxwell,
Duo- Pod 02. Barton, Trowa- Pod 03. Winner, Quatre- Pod 04. Chang, WuFei- Pod
05. But Quatre and Wufei aren't here, so… anyway, Merquise, Zechs- Pod 06."
Lady Une's voice slowly drifted off in Merian's head as he began to daydream.
// Dum de dum… //
"Black, Merian- Pod 07." Une's snappy voice grabbed Merian out of his daydream and he slowly stumbled to the gray simulation pod labeled '07' in large, bold white lettering.
He sat in the pod and wiggled in the cold seat. Looking at the helmet in front of him, he picked it up and slowly fit it onto his head. It felt tight around his head, and every time he took a breath, the clear facemask fogged up.
// Wonder what's gonna happen now… //
Suddenly, Merian heard Une's voice upon the headset
in the helmet.
"You will all be facing off against each other in your own Gundams. Remember,
your hit points are limited, unlike their real counterparts. Otherwise, the
Gundams in the computer sim program are modeled exactly like your current
Gundams. Think of it as a way of training, because you will need more help to
destroy the 'Fourteenth Zodiac,' and whoever created it." The voice paused and
suddenly, another voice came on.
"Simulation loading… Beginning in five…" Merian swallowed once and his palms started sweating. Running his hands over the console, he looked at the beginning set of hit points.
// … That's enough, I think… //
"Four…"
// Let's go, come on… // Merian cracked his neck and his
eyes focused upon the screen, his hands becoming restless as they trembled
slightly upon the control sticks on both sides of him. Closing his eyes, he
waited for the next few seconds to pass.
"Three… Two… One. Simulation beginning."
The screen blackened as Merian slowly opened his eyes and his grip tightened upon the control sticks at his sides, and he looked at the first blip to come up upon his radar. Spinning the Gundam around enough so that he could see his target, he saw that it's size was way over his- It sported a pair of gatling guns and if there's big weaponry, there's bound to be more of it.
// What's to bet… That's… Heavyarms? //
He charged towards the Gundam with frightening speed, igniting his beam sabers as the large, black metallic wings upon it's back unfolded. His eyes seemed focused, if not stuck upon the Gundam as the two mechas engaged in battle. Right before Merian dealt a blow with his eerily glowing beam sabers, a knife seemed to come out of nowhere and block one saber.
// Clever… //
Merian thought as he took the second beam saber and
slashed off the arm with the knife. Now unsuited for close-range combat, the
Gundam opened its missile doors and a flash of light smashed against the new
Blackwind.
"Kuso!" Merian cursed at himself for letting himself make a careless mistake.
// You can do better than that! //
A swift rain of bullets came at him as he fended off the gunfire with the large wings that surrounded the Blackwind. Concerned with his health, he glanced at the status of his Gundam.
// 3000/4500… Not good. Be careful, baka! //
**
The entire fray of explosions and shimmering lights filled the screen as Lady Une and several of her Preventer Agents were watching the training simulation. A young woman with long blonde hair formed into braids was watching the fight alongside another woman her size, with dark raven-colored hair were both admiring the battle.
"So Zechs," She paused, "Or Milliardo… he's back to fighting?" The woman with the dark hair asked quietly.
"Only for the sake of peace, Noin." Une said, her eyes still focused upon the battle.
**
Sweat slowly came down upon Merian's brow as he constantly dodged missile after missile and bullet after bullet, his patience slowly running out. Suddenly, his pod shook violently as he was struck by another Gundam- This time a large white colored Gundam with a large cannon upon it's arm and it carried a beam saber in it's hand.
// Tallgeese… //
Putting his burners on full and moving fully away from the Tallgeese III, he began to try and get a lock upon Heavyarms.
"Come on… come on…" He saw the red circle wavering across the screen, until finally it locked on. Suddenly, a large sphere of light gathered around the arms of the Blackwind and it floated towards the Heavyarms. Slowly the flash of light engulfed the Heavyarms and nothing was there. The final four pilots were left: Mena, Zechs, Merian and Heero.
**
Mena and Heero were slowly fighting it out, in beam saber combat- the flash and the light of the beam sabers clashing interested Une.
"She's doing very well against a man who's killed many men." Trowa commented, his gaze floating from Mena's Gundam, the Kaze to Heero's, the Wing Zero.
"That's because she's a girl." Sally commented, with a grin on her face.
"If only WuFei were here," Trowa sighed, as he looked towards the door as if Chang would walk into the room any second then. "You'd hear what he'd be saying right now." He chuckled and returned his attention back to the battles between the final pilots.
**
After several minutes of lingering tension and repeated clashing between Mena and Heero, Mena lost her concentration and her power and she seemed to give up. Heero watched the beam saber break the stalemate and destroy Kaze, as he turned his sights toward the fumbling battle between the Tallgeese and the Blackwind.
Merian…
The Wing Zero's thrusters forced the large mecha through space and towards the ongoing fray. Suddenly changing his mind, he moved his sights towards the large Tallgeese III. Taking out his beam sabers, he flew past the Tallgeese.
// What the hell? // Merian saw the flash of light and turned to see the Tallgeese as nothing but a slashed hunk of metal.
"Here's my chance to take you on." Heero said, in his monotone voice. "Here's your chance to show me how much of a hot-shot you are." Merian smiled, and let out a laugh.
"Let's see."
Their beam sabers drawn, the Gundams stood opposite each other, both practically opposites to each other. The angelic, yet stained Wing Zero against the pure, untouched Blackwind. Both standing like monoliths to stand the test of time, they were both feeling that they were meant to stand the test of each other- the test of rivalry. The eerie red glow of Merian's beam sabers gave a ghastly look to the Blackwind Gundam, contrasting the green glow that gave the Wing Zero a holy look, despite Heero's and his Gundam's history.
They charged at each other, their sabers meeting each other, causing a shower of sparks. Using a complicated sword move, Merian rushed forward again as the sabers locked. A few seconds of tension resumed, until Heero opened the shoulder mounted gatling guns and opened fire upon the Blackwind. Flying back to help decrease the damage, Merian started flapping the wings of his Gundam and he pointed the tips of the wings toward Wing Zero.
Nani?!
Small missiles that left trails of light smashed into Wing Zero and sent it reeling back. After the smoke cleared, Heero felt his pod rumble, and at the last second, he brought his beam saber up to block the final blow.
… Shimatta! 1000/4900! Watch out!
// Damnit! 1010/4500… //
Their beam sabers locked together, they both seemed to pull out another beam saber at the same time. Using the locked beam saber as a shield, they exchanged blows. Surprisingly, at the same time, they made a jab with their sabers that seemed to destroy each other. Both looking at their Gundam's status, they saw that the heath point meter was down to zero.
// A draw?! //
A draw?!!!
Merian got out of pod 07 and pulled off his helmet, which was moist with sweat. Walking up to Heero, he held out his hand.
"Arigato, Heero-sama." Heero looked at him, gave him a glare, and said nothing.
"Hn." He said as he pulled his helmet off. "You're lucky this wasn't in real life."
"And so are you." Merian returned his glare. All of a sudden, a fist whizzed by Merian's face after he dodged Heero's punch. Grabbing his wrist and swinging it back, he looked back at Heero. "Stop."
"Gentlemen, please…" Lady Une stepped in front of
Merian and Heero, her hands up to their chests. "I can't afford to have my best
pilots having a fight with each other, especially during a time of war." Heero
lowered his fist.
"Fine."
"Alright."
"You are all dismissed for the night. Report to the
meeting room tomorrow morning at 0700 hours." As Merian looked at his watch, he
sighed.
"Time for some sleep," he sighed as he walked down the hallway to his dorm and
he collapsed upon the bed in his Preventers uniform.
*Owari*
Please, R/R!!!!
