Gateway Ch3

Daneel: Well here's chapter three, regardless of wether or not you wanted it.

Uzuki: You should listen to the people who review your story before you go charging blindly ahead.

Daneel: Yeah well if people don't like it then they can kiss my ***. Besides no one tells me they don't like it cause no one reviews my 'fics!

Uzuki: Maybe that's a sign.

Daneel: Nah, couldn't be, this 'fic'll probably go on forever!

Uzuki: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*runs in terror*

Daneel: What's with him? Please R&R.

Disclaimer: I don't own Zoids, Gundams, or anything but the characters in this story.

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When they reached the transport Uzuki quickly secured the Anubis in the restraints and jumped out of the cockpit. He waited there for the others to follow suit. First to get back down after the near-god was Stelcia, Olivaw was having a bit of trouble getting Griffin secured.

When the three of them were once again on the ground Uzuki immediately asked Stelcia "Where are we going?"

Before she could say anything, Olivaw jokingly asked "Are we there yet?" This brought a small laugh from the two of them, but not Uzuki.

"How can we be there when we haven't even started launch procedures?" he asked, stopping the laughter.

"Uh, Uzuki I think Olivaw meant that as a joke," said Stelcia, halfway between confusion and exasperation. Olivaw looked somewhat taken aback that his joke did not receive his friend's laugh, now that he thought of it he hadn't heard Olivaw laugh in all the time he had known him.

"Oh, uh I knew that! Yeah, errr," the man was struggling for something to say.

"Hey, do you ever laugh?" Olivaw asked Olivaw (he couldn't help but think of him as Olivaw). He obviously meant no ill-will by the remark, but Olivaw appeared offended.

"I used to laugh all the time," He said coldly, obviously not wanting to go into the subject and walked away.

"What's with him?" Stelcia asked an equally perplexed Olivaw.

"I have no idea," Olivaw responded.

"I have to get the ship ready for launch, we're going to the N2 Colony if you're curious," she too then left, leaving Olivaw alone in the hangar. Griffin roared behind him.

"I know I shouldn't pry-" he was quickly interrupted by another shriek from the half-bird Zoid. "fine I won't," he promised the Zoid. Then he too left the hangar to follow Stelcia.

Anubis shifted his mind to speak to the Zoid, I know what's wrong. The Zoid responded, thinking He didn't volunteer the information, hich in my mind means he doesn't want to talk about it. So don't tell me. With that he snapped out of Anubis' reach and went to sleep. So be it, I guess I will just be the only one who hears him laugh… with that Anubis too snapped to sleep.

Olivaw walked onto the bridge, to see the young gundam pilot already requesting clearance to launch. When she received it she hit the ignition on the engines and the ship left the planet of death, towards the endless void of space.

After she entered the course into the ships computer, Uzuki entered the bridge and sat down without speaking. The tension was taught enough to be cut with a butter knife. It was Olivaw who ended up breaking the silence "Only one moon huh? Zi has three moons,"

"Three?" Stelcia asked, stunned. Uzuki looked unimpressed.

"Only three? Cygni 951 has six, fully colonized moons," he said as he looked at the single looming satellite in Earth's orbit. "But not a one planet has a view quite like Earth…" he looked somewhat distant, a glazed look in his eye as he relived a memory he had sought to bury.

"Something wrong pal?" Olivaw asked his friend, "You look kinda' distracted,"

"Wha'? Oh it's nothing, just somethin' I tried hard to forget," he looked bright and cheery, trying to trick everyone into believing all was right.

"Okay… but you still seem kinda' zoned," Olivaw still seemed worried.

"I'm fine, trust me!" He was still trying to convince himself that all was well, and luckily Olivaw did not pursue the matter any further.

"Well then, since you asked earlier. We are going to colony N-2. That's where I was born, raised, trained and where Raven was built!" she seemed in a better mood now.

"A wee bit of homesickness after a long mission?" asked Uzuki, already knowing the answer.

"Heh, well I suppose a little," she said smiling. Olivaw and Uzuki could both see how much she wanted to go home, but only Uzuki was able to tell why though. And he wasn't about to tip his hand just yet.

"I can understand completely," Uzuki said, again not saying how, or to what extent.

"I guess we should all just get some sleep until we get there though, right?" Olivaw asked.

"You're probably right, I'll stay up to man the controls first," the young pilot volunteered. Agreeing with her the two men left the small room, Olivaw heading for the crew quarters while Uzuki aimed to sleep in Anubis' cockpit.

In his sleep Uzuki shook slightly, then slept peacefully, but his dreams were anything but. In his dream he awoke to a scream, he opened his eyes quickly and looked about for the source. He saw it, his loves' throat was cut from one side of the jaw to the other, her body slumped to the ground and her killer laughed cruelly. Uzuki looked at the man who's knife still soaked with blood. Uzuki shook with rage and remorse, he turned to face the man, his eyes like steel as he drew the Masamune. The blood sword hummed with voracious energy, ready to kill the Universe from Uzuki's anger. Uzuki dropped the sword and let loose all his restraints.

Raw energy crystallized on the now no longer demi- demi-god's arms. He launched at the lunatic and tore his arm off. The other man howled in pain as the god laughed, now equally, if not more insane, and slammed his fist into the man's gut. He heard a squelching sound as the man's internal organs ruptured and blood spewed from his mouth.

The unrestrained Uzuki stepped back, and began to change. His lower jaw extended and his mouth filled with a neatly lined row of sharp teath. His skin turned an old worn gray as his arms elongated, blades emerging at the elbows. His legs also extended, the upper half doubling in length and the lower half staying. Now the rest of his face met his lower jaw, as his hair left him, in its place was a row of spines, his eyes turned a dark blood-red. During the whole process there was laughter.

The new monstrosity faced the man who was writhing in agony. "FUN!" shouted the thing as it continued to laugh. It then proceeded to shred the man into pieces and gnaw on the bones. In Uzuki's memory, that creature was himself, and it ran loose for four years, killing billions of people.

When he awoke he screamed, louder than the woman had screamed, louder than the man had screamed, he was not afraid of his death like the man or the woman. He was not afraid of being killed, he was afraid of killing. That dream had been a memory of his former self, a part he tried to destroy.

Soon Olivaw and Stelcia were by his side, begging him to tell them what was wrong. He said nothing, except "… I can't stay here, I won't be responsible for your deaths too…" They tried to convince him not to leave.

"You won't kill us! I promise you won't!" said Stelcia, looking at her made Uzuki think of the woman from his dream again. Tears began to well up in his eyes before he could stop them. "What? What is it?" she was obviously concerned.

"You sound just like her all those years ago…" He stood up, suddenly struck with a realization. Looking at his gundam he shouted "YOU! YOU! Brought that memory out of my mind again didn't you?!" Stelcia grabbed one of his arms to pull him away from the gundam. He slowly walked over to the bridge again, while he did Anubis spoke to him I'm sorry, I didn't know how you would react. But I had to, to find out about that bloodlust instinct in the back of your mind. I- I didn't mean to put it into your dream. Bastard, never thought of the consequences did you? No, I didn't. It ever occur to you that I didn't want to know that part of me anymore? Anubis and Uzuki didn't talk the rest of that night.

When they reached the bridge, Uzuki sat down by the ops console. He remembered now why he abhorred sleep, it let the memories come back. Looking out beyond the barrier of the window, he was again taken by the beauty of the Earth and the moon. All to quickly, a voice jerked him from his thoughts.

"I said, are you okay?" she looked at Uzuki, with either concern or exasperation in her eyes and voice.

"Peachy," he responded dryly. He had no patience for anything, not even her sympathy.

She appeared somewhat taken aback by his dull response, but determined to find out what was obviously wrong with her fellow pilot. "I'm serious, I don't care if you like me or not but you happen to be important to my mission, so until we are through we need you!" she said.

"So, you finally display the alterior motive. Good, for some time I was worried wether or not you'd tell me. So, what purpose do you have for me? Some special mission that requires Anubis' awesome strength? If that's the case then why do you need me? Can't you use a pilot who's trained for this?" He berated her with questions like this for some time, before she finally spoke.

"… I guess then I'll be going to bed. See you in the morning," she left quickly, before he could see the tears beginning to form in her eyes.

"Whatever, I couldn't care less if they were using me as a guiea pig for cyanide antidotes," he said as he closed his eyes, still staying above sleep.

When Olivaw entered the bridge to take his shift, Uzuki noticed he looked like he had gotten no sleep. "I'll take shift, you go get some rest," said Uzuki.

Eyes darting over to the man, just now realizing he was awake, he mumbled a barely coherent "thanks," and slowly crept back to his room.

The immortal returned his unblinking gaze to the colony. Seeing the gigantic space platform again made him think of his home, of his people, of his ship. He missed them all, but then he remembered how his subordinate had betrayed him, as he thought about it his cheeks began to flush with anger. Then just as quickly he cooled down again.

No, that will be better spent in battle… he thought again of his home, his REAL home; the battlefield.