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Readers Note: This is a re-post. Also this contains major spoilers for Trigun, so if you haven't seen the whole series I wouldn't recommend reading this.
Gundam Wing & Trigun
Trigundam
Episode 3: Sharing Worlds
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Somewhere in the hallways of the Peace Million, Johan was working in the weapons lab. This lab is basically what it says it is, it's a lab where one could engineer different kinds of weapons. As a matter of fact it was here that Johan made his Outsider revolver but now he was working on something special. The lab was about the size of a small room, except for the steel walls, floor and ceiling (like most of the places on Peace Million) with workbenches stretching across the walls from one side of the door to the other.
The lab smelled of fresh metal and fresh ozone generated by the electrical sparks of whatever was previously created here.
He sat under a fluorescent lamp with parts of miscellaneous items ranging from transistors, capacitors, and circuit boards that were scattered across the workbench. In front of him in a clearing of all this junk and debris was his project. Even though it wasn't done, one could make out its shape. It was a long cylinder like object with it's side open to show a mesh of circuit boards like a wafer of some flavor with each circuit board close together.
As he was working on this cylinder object, he suddenly had an idea, one that involved this new guest of theirs, Nicholas D. Wolfwood. Though that idea would have to wait until this project was done.
He brought down the cover for this cylinder object. He was done, even though he didn't exactly know how long it took to make this thing because when he works on things like these days might seem like minutes and hours may seem like seconds.
He lifted the cylinder up like the hilt of a sword, he looked down and saw a large red button. He looked at it with a fascination as if the button might be some kind of self-destruct device, with one push everything would be gone, except this isn't a bomb that he held in his hands. He reached up to the red button with his thumb and gently pushed it down, and he felt sudden vibration within the cylinder. As if there was a centrifugal engine that was spinning round and round within the cylinder.
At the end of the cylinder came a great green light, though it wasn't the sickening green hue as the beam weapons of the Gundams it was a warm light that made Johan feel good to look at it. The light came out in a beam of light like a flashlight, except the light stopped a foot or so above Johan's head like the blade of a sword.
Johan looked into the light and felt the vibrations within the cylinder but it wasn't out of control. It felt like he was holding a fly within his hands but he could still feel the vibration radiate through the metal casing of the cylinder.
This is what he had created, a handheld version of the beam saber. Same design as the standard issue beam saber, except this was wielded by one man.
"Wonderful." Johan whispered as his face was light by that green hue.
He looked over at a small object he set up, an iron beam being held by cinder blocks. Johan figured that he could give this beam saber a test and this would be it. He raised the beam saber above his head and brought it down with a swipe like an axe to a log. In a smooth stroke the iron beam sliced in two with perfect precision as if it had been cut by a laser, which is what the beam is a laser.
He brought the beam close to himself again and reached up for the button and pressed and the beam of the saber sank into the cylinder.
When the beam sank into the cylinder he heard a loud his behind him; he looked and saw his love, his wife Haruka Tenou. She stood in her Preventer Uniform, which Johan found slightly arousing at times, but he felt as though he hadn't seen her for an eternity. He outstretched his arms and Haruka stepped across the lab into Johan's arms.
"We have interesting guests don't we?" Haruka asked
"Yes we do." Johan answered.
Suddenly Johan thought of something, the idea that he had that involved Nicholas D. Wolfwood. He thought that if Haruka helped he could get this next project done in no time.
"Haruka." Johan asked
Haruka looked up with her young eyes, "Yes." She said
"I'm going to need your help with a little something I'm working on."
"Oh really?" Haruka smiled, "What kind of project."
"Building a weapon, actually it's going to be a small present for Duo."
Haruka smiled and gave a wink.
"But first I'm going to need to get someone whose essential to this." He let go of Haruka and walked out the door while Haruka followed, knowing who they were going to see.
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Back in Vash's room the Peace Guns were sitting around talking about this situation that they've gotten themselves into.
"The thing that's got me thinking," Meryl said, "Is the tear back at our hotel, what if someone finds it there?"
"I don't think that anyone will come through." Vash said with his arms crossed and laid back in his chair.
"How can you be so sure Vash?" Wolfwood asked, "If Knives came through and we came through, who know who might come through behind us."
Vash exhaled, "I just have a feeling that we and Knives are the only ones that can go through."
"We can't worry about that now." Millie added, "We have to get Knives back otherwise he's going to make more suffer."
"Millie's right." Meryl asserted, "We can't nit-pick, we simply have to get Knives back to our own world before he causes too much trouble."
Vash stretched his arms, yawned and smiled, "In the meantime," he said, "I'm going to find something yummy to eat!"
Meryl grunted, "Always thinking with your stomach Vash."
"Hey, I'm hungry."
"That's right." Wolfwood agreed, "A tough guy like Vash the Stampede has to eat sometime."
Vash smiled while he hummed his way out the door, the door opened with it's bright fluorescent light which blended nicely with the bright fluorescent light coming from the room. Vash wandered out, he didn't exactly have any idea as to where he was going. All he wanted to do was try to find some place where he could find something to eat or at least find some doughnuts to much on.
The very thought of eating fresh warm doughnuts made Vash lick his lips with anticipation. He rounded the corner and ran into one of the Gundams. As a matter of fact he crashed into one of them, when he regained his sight he found out who he crashed into. He crashed into a blonde boy with bluish eyes. Vash remembered his name, Quatre Raberba Winner.
"Oh, sorry Quatre." Vash smiled as he rubbed his head.
"It's alright Vash." Quatre replied as he got back to his feet, "What are you doing out and about?"
"I'm going to look for something to eat." Vash smiled as he licked his lips
"Well, dinner will be served in a couple of hours in the dinning hall."
Vash's face went into a large grimace, "A couple of hours?" He moaned
Quatre looked puzzled but smiled, "But it's something you're looking to snack on, then follow me."
Vash smiled again as he marched behind Quatre like a toy solider.
Quatre looked behind the toy solider marching Vash and he let out a small giggle.
"You're one funny person Vash." Quatre smiled, "humor is something that is essential here at Preventer to help our moral."
"Really?" Vash asked still marching like a toy solider.
"Yeah. If we keep our sense of humor, things won't look as bad as they appear."
"That's a wonderful philosophy."
"Yeah. Johan and I thought of that."
Vash paused for a moment and then said, "All of you are some real wonderful people. It feels great to be around this many people again."
"You mentioned that your planet is one large desert. So that means that you've never seen an ocean or a stream?"
"Yeah. I've heard of them but I've never seen one."
Quatre smiled, "You should go to Earth when this is all done, and you'll see some great things there."
Suddenly Vash dropped his soldier walking style and walked slowly alongside of Quatre, "Someone told me," He said, "That we would create a world in which there are no wars, no killing. An Eden where no one would have to be hungry or steal. A better place."
"Sounds wonderful." Quatre said, "I'm not sure what I'd be if I said that we have something like that here. Though we haven't achieved anything perfect, if there was no threat and no need for weapons then Preventer wouldn't be needed at all to put out the fires."
"But it seems so hard to put that kind of responsibility on your shoulders."
Quatre smiled, "You almost sound like a friend of mine named Rashim. He always looked out for me."
"I can't say that I would blame him. You are still young."
"Yeah. That's why it's up to us to help continue on this road to peace. But in order to keep us from being thrown off that road we've created Preventer."
"You're basically the Sheriffs."
"That's one way to put it."
The two of them arrived in the dinning hall, it was a huge room with a curved wall to ceiling at the far end that came up and over them like a wave against two flat walls. Along that curved wall to ceiling were windows as tall as the room itself, which must have been over twenty feet tall.
Beyond the windows, Vash saw something that looked wonderful to his eyes. He saw space and the Earth, glowing and floating in the blackness of space like a singular marble in a black star specked fabric.
Below the wall to ceiling windows was a long white covered table. But along one flat wall to the right of Vash was a table that had a variety of foods on it. There was nearly every fruit and vegetable known to man, along with pastries of different origins and types. There were Danish's, eclairs, small pies, cakes and doughnuts.
"Wow!" Vash shouted as he dashed for the table, he found a small plate and began to pile doughnuts on it.
Quatre had a wide face of surprise as Vash piled doughnut after doughnut onto his small plate, "You really like those don't you?" He asked
Vash nodded but picked one of the doughnuts and looked at it oddly, apparently he didn't stop to look at the doughnuts. He saw they were covered in different colors on the top, some were brown, some were pink with red lines and there was even one that had green covering the top.
"What is it Vash?" Quatre asked
"I think there's something wrong with your doughnuts. They seemed to be covered with something."
Quatre smirked, "That's icing."
"Icing?" Vash asked as he looked at a pink doughnut with red lines on it. He smelled it and then bit into it. Sweet, such sweetness ran across his tongue and to his brain. He moaned with the great pleasure of biting into such a tasty doughnut.
"What wrong Vash?" Quatre asked concerned as he stepped closer to Vash hoping that he wasn't in pain.
"Nothings wrong." Vash mumbled as he gulped down the doughnut, "These are really good. Even better than the ones I had back home, would you like one?"
Quatre relaxed, "No thanks Vash. I hear that the chef is making something special tonight."
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Back in Vash's room, one of the Peace Guns was a little concerned about Vash.
"Vash's probably off somewhere eating piles of doughnuts." Meryl thought out loud
"Yeah." Millie agreed, "I think we should go join him, there might be some for us."
"Millie!" Meryl groaned
As this happened the door opened.
Meryl's heart raced in her chest thinking that Vash might return with some kind of plate or bag full of doughnuts. Then he would sit down and begin to gorge them like a starved pig in heat. At least that's the way she would put it.
But the one at the door (or rather the one's) were Johan and Haruka.
"Haruka," Wolfwood smiled, "Johan, come on in. If I had some liquor I'd offer you a drink."
"Thanks Wolfwood." Haruka smiled, "But my husband and I aren't allowed to drink during working hours."
Their jaws dropped, at first Johan and Haruka thought it was because of their response to the request to a drink. After they stared for a couple of seconds Haruka had to know what they were looking upset about.
"What's wrong?" she asked
"You're…" Meryl stammered, "Married to him?" she pointed at Johan
Haruka looked at Johan as his head turned to look at her with his green eyes and loving smile. She threw her arms around him, while Johan held up his left hand and in the light they saw the gold ring around his third finger. It was then that they knew that this brave boy was not only a pilot of an extremely dangerous machine, they found out that he's married.
Millie smiled and she walked over to them, she had a smile on her face that was like that of either a happy nun or an extremely friendly stewardess. She took Johan and Haruka's hand.
"I'm happy for you both." She said
Johan was puzzled then he said, "Haruka and I have been married for about a year now. I'd like to tell you about our story, but perhaps we'll tell you that over dinner which will be in about…" He looked at his watch, "Three hours."
The COM system switched on and Johan heard Lady Une's voice.
"Johan." She called, "we've just heard from the Desbats and the Maquanate Corp. They'll be arriving here a little under three hours."
"Understood."
Wolfwood sat back in his chair wishing he could have a cigarette, but he knew that if he did he would use up all the air or start a fire. It was this annoyance of the situation that could be clearly seen on his face.
Johan could see it, "I understand you want a cigarette Wolfwood." He said, "But perhaps you would like a little drink?"
Wolfwood gave a small grin, "Sure."
"I'll get the bottle, but I'm going to need you're help with something."
"What?"
"A gift for Duo Maxwell."
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Johan, Haruka and Wolfwood made their way back to the weapons lab. While Wolfwood was carrying a bottle of Jack Daniel's, "Crisis management" Johan called it. The reason for that it was a liquor joke that Johan's father gave him.
Johan offered Millie and Meryl to come with them to the lab but they didn't come along because they needed to catch up on paperwork for the Insurance Society. They not only need to fill this paperwork out but also they needed to explain how they got to this place full of lost technology. Though the real trick or rather the hard part would be getting the society to believe this story.
"So?' Wolfwood asked walking to the lab, "You want to make a copy of my Cross-Punisher for Duo?"
"That's right." Johan said, "With a few slight modifications. You're would just be a model. But I will need your help in building it."
"What kind of modifications?"
"For one, I plan to make it out of Gundanium. It would make it bulletproof, light and easy you handle."
Wolfwood cupped his chin, "Gundanium?" He asked, "That sounds like those machines you pilot."
"That's right." Haruka asserted, 'The mobile suits are made out of Gundanium alloy, thus their name, Gundams."
Wolfwood scoffed, "It's hard for me to understand the level of technology you have. But that doesn't matter, we just need to get Knives and go back to our world."
They arrived at the weapons lab, but Johan didn't go in, he was blocking the path, but why?
"What's wrong Johan" Haruka asked
Johan turned around to look at Wolfwood, who looked a little shaken when he looked at Johan.
"I want to help the people on your world." He moaned, "We have the technology that you call lost. What if we could give it to you and make your planet into a wonderful place?"
Wolfwood developed a solemn look on his face and placed a hand on Johan's shoulder.
"God bless you child." He sighed, "If it were up to me I would say yes with all my heart. But it's not completely up to me. We'll discuss it later."
"Yes." Johan agreed, "Let's get this Cross-Punisher done. If the three of us work together we can finish this before dinner."
"Three?" Haruka asked
"I'll explain the details."
He did explain his idea for the Cross-Punisher to Haruka and Wolfwood. Though to get a better idea of how the Cross-Punisher worked Wolfwood needed to demonstrate the different parts of the Cross-Punisher. The long gattling end of the cross, the .45 handgun stores in the horizontal bar of the cross, the control trigger at the center, but the rocket launcher was something that would be changed in Johan's design.
"What I need you and Haruka to do." He spoke to Wolfwood, "Is to work on the gattling and the handgun storage."
"Wait." Wolfwood stopped, "If we do that, have the gattling and gun storage then they'll be no place for the bullets."
"We'll use a design where it won't need bullets. Just follow these."
He handed a set of fast scribbled plans he made while he explained his firepower gift. Wolfwood looked at it and nodded his head but looked confused at some parts of it. Though Haruka looked it over but was confused about the top most point of it.
"What are you going to do here?" she asked point to it.
Johan looked and said, "That's what I'll work on."
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Meanwhile at the experimental colony X-18999, Millions Knives was gathering his new army. He stood tall and proud at the footsteps of the colony's hall (their town hall in other words) while wearing his red skin tight, large shouldered space-aged jumpsuit with his fists at his sides. He looked up at the name he had painted on the side of the building.
The word looks as intimidating as if someone would have written the word, death. But yet this name, Knives, that was painted in red seemed to strike fear into the only one who read it. Johan Rodriguez, since he was the only one outside of the colony to have seen the red painted words.
Behind Knives were two mobile suits, one was the stolen Wing Zero Custom standing in the street already making enormous pot holes in the street under it's 18 tons of Gundanium alloy. It stood with its Buster shield in one hand and the buster rifle in the other and it looked as if it too was looking at the carefully written name.
Next to the Wing Zero Custom was a different mobile suit, it looked almost like the Epyon, though it was different in a way. The only difference in this Epyon-like suit was that it seemed to have cannons near its large yellow claws like a hidden weapon. This suit was called like its originally built suit, the Gundam Epyon. Though it's pilot was someone different than Heero Yuy or Milliardo Peacecraft.
The pilot of this suit was right behind Knives on the steps of the colony hall. He was kneeling on the steps of the colony hall as if Knives was his god that he worshiped and offered sacrifices of blood. This man had long red hair that draped so low that it could nearly touch the concrete steps of the colony hall like a hanging vine. He also had pale skin as if he had lived in a dark hole for most of his life. He had red eyes even though he had them closed as he knelt before his master. He looked almost like a vampire out of an Anne Rice novel about Vampires that exist under our noses. He also wore a jumpsuit that was similar to the one that Knives wore, but it was just as red as blood. This vampire-like man was the second of the New Gung-Ho Guns, Id the Lion.
Next to Id lay his personal weapon; it was a sword, yet at the same time it was a gun. It looked just like the gunblade that was wielded both by the hero and villain of Final Fantasy 8. Its cylinder that held the bullets was as large as a jug that would hold ice tea. The blade would reach a man's chest of 4 feet with the barrel of the gun running across its straight edge. On this blade was the head of a lion with it's jaws open and ready to sink it's teeth into it's prey. The handle was like that of a shotgun, long yet hand the grips in order to squeeze the large trigger. This was the right weapon for Id the Lion.
"Master?" Id asked, "Why didn't you kill that Gundam pilot that was here? We had the chance to kill him. Why didn't we take it?"
Knives turned and looked down on Id who then lowered his head in shame as if he had disgraced himself in front of his master. Though Knives looked down upon Id the Lion as if he was taking pity upon this mere mortal which is unusual for Knives but he needed this man. It was Id the Lion that helped him understand this universe, it was Id that aided Knives to steal the Wing Zero Custom from the Gundams, and it was Id that needed Knives help.
"Patience, Id." Knives said as he knelt to Id, "If we killed that boy as you so desired then you wouldn't have had your chance to defeat him in a mobile suit battle. And it would hinder the accomplishments of our goals. We must allow them to come to us, for the humans are like mice and we are the cats. So the cats will lure the mice with the cheese."
"I understand master."
"Now then." Knives smiled with evil, "Is everything ready?"
At the bottom of the stairs was the third Gung-Ho Gun, Dominique the Cyclops.
"Yes master." She said, "The production of the Scorpio mobile dolls is successful."
"Good."
Dominique was a woman who dressed like a gunslinger in this environment that was like that of science fiction yet she looked like something out of a western movie. She wore a long leather jacket down to her ankles along with her broad rimmed hat and the most dominant feature, her eye patch. It bulged outward yet it had metallic teeth along its middle as if it could open at any moment. That eye patch concealed her demon eye, and it was this that helped Knives escape from the care of his brother, Vash and his pitiful friends. She brought him to this place, even though it was originally thought that she died, killed by one of the other Gung-Ho Guns, but she was spared under the orders or Knives.
"Master." Id asked, "Allow me to be at the front lines with the Scorpio mobile dolls."
The Scorpio mobile doll that they were talking about was a mobile doll that was considered for mass production after construction for Libra began. Though by the time that Libra was destroyed it's production was shut down. Until Knives came along and found it's plans and started up mobile suit production, using his powers over machines. Now after only a few days, they had an army to take on the Gundams. As a matter of fact, Knives wanted to see these Gundams in action. He wondered if humans were as weak here as in on Gunsmoke.
Knives looked down upon Id with a striaght face that looked as if it was carved out of some skin toned rock.
"I'll allow you." He said
"Master?" Dominique asked, "Why do we have so few of the Gung-Ho Guns?"
Knives looked at her so sharply that she could have nearly died of heart failure.
"I mean no disrespect, master." She said quickly as she bowed
Knives smiled, "Make the fewest sacrifices as possible. Plus I still have a use for you two."
"I understand Master."
"Now." Knives commanded, "Do you two remember what I've taught you? Why have humans come to possess logic and feelings of morality."
Id repeated was Knives had taught him, "Because humans believed that they are a higher form of beast."
"And what do they do when they sense a higher being?" Knives asked
"Humans revert to acting upon their instinct." Dominique said
"Right." Knives smiled like a teacher looking upon his apt pupils.
"Get yourselves prepared." Knives commanded, "These Gundams more than likely will have Vash the Stampede on their side."
"Not to worry master." Id proclaimed, "I'll kill him too."
"No." Knives said cutting Id off sharply, "I must face Vash myself." He drew out his dark 45 long barrel, he looked at it and whispered, "Vash the Stampede will face even more pain for the grievous sin of harming me."
To be continued…
Author's Notes: A while after I had written Gundam Pirates, another thought occurred to me. It was about the mobile suits themselves. I thought that since the mobile suits themselves have beam sabers, then why couldn't people have them? Someone once told me that it would be too close to Star Wars. However, I'm not calling them lightsaber, they are simply beam sabers. This is when I wanted to make a weapon for Duo Maxwell that was very similar to Wolfwood's Cross-Punisher. I figured that the two are so alike that Duo should have something like it.
Come back soon for more chapters of Trigundam…