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In the year after colony 197 the five gundam pilots have settled into place with the world. But nine months after the threat of MarieMaia a new evil declared war on not only the Earth, but the colonies as well. Now the five gundam pilots are in a race against time to defend there home.
2 THE PHANTOM OF SPACE
"Okay, please get right on it," a blond haired boy said to other men in suits. The men quickly left and the boy walked over to a table that another sat at. Quatre sat down in a chair right across from the person. The boy sipped his tea and sat back staring out the side window. "It's sad really," Quatre said.
"Yes, it is," Trowa responded. "But we can't sit around and let it happen."
"Yeah, I know. It's just that, I thought Earth and the colonies had had their final battles nine months ago," Quatre said back. "But it all just seems to go in a never-ending cycle. I … I can't let it happen. I can't let other's lose their lives," Quatre said as tears began to form.
"That's why we must go," Trowa answered. "To protect those who we care for. Those who need to be protected."
"Th… thank you Trowa. I'm glad I got to speak with you. You seem to understand anything I say," Quatre sobbed.
"We all understand. But the five of us show it in different ways. You're a kind person, you show it through your sincerity," Trowa answered before he took a sip of his coffee.
"Thank you my friend," Quatre said as he stood up and wiped the water from his eyes. The two soon left the restaurant.
Hands typed quickly on a keypad. A Leo and a Taurus were standing on a maintenance area inside a colony. "Hey Heero," Duo called down from a hallway carrying two coffee mugs. "Want someth'n to drink?" Heero just looked up at Duo then turned back to the screen. Duo placed the coffee on top of the computer Heero was working on and looked at the screen as he sipped his own hot chocolate.
"You might want to check up on your suit as well," Heero responded keeping his eyes fixed on the Space Leo's stats.
"Already did, its fine," Duo said blowing on his drink. "So anyway, have you decided?"
"Decided what?" Heero questioned.
"You know," Duo said with a grin. "Have you thought about ask'n' Relena out?" There was silence for some seconds then Heero cocked his head up. He glared at Duo for some seconds then pushed on the enter button hard. Heero soon turned and hopped into the Leo's cockpit.
"I have no intention of such a thing and more important matters to attend to," Heero soon answered. "Anyway she and I are too busy for any 'couple' things. So drop it."
"Okay, sure. I'll just leave it at that," Duo said shrugging as he turned and walked toward his mobile suit.
"Relena," Heero said in his low tone of voice.
A boy in white ran quickly past many merchants and bikes. His mind raced but still came to one conclusion; he had to get it. He soon came to a flight of stairs, which he began to climb. A young lady with both sides of her hair braided followed. The boy ran quickly inside of a dojo and went to the far back of it. Slowing down to catch his breath, Wufie walked up to a red curtain with Chinese characters written down it. He soon bowed and pulled it to the side. Behind the curtain was a wall of dark marble, which matched the dojo walls. Wufie ran his palm along the wall and soon stopped near the middle of the wall. He pushed forward some and a small rectangle of light surrounded his hand. The door soon slid to the side. "Wufie!" a voice called from behind the Chinese boy. "Wufie, what are you doing?"
"This does not concern you, Woman," Wufie said.
"What do you mean?" Sally questioned. "I'm a Preventer too. This concerns me just as much as it does with you."
"Wrong woman," Wufie answered.
"What's wrong?" Sally asked as Wufie walked into the dark hallway he had just opened.
"I am no longer a Preventer," the Chinese boy answered throwing a badge that landed in front of Sally.
"Then what are you?" Sally asked confused. "Are you an enemy?"
"I'm a protector of justice and integrity," Wufie said as the door began to close. "I am a gundam pilot."
Meanwhile in space, a fleet of Morphian ships entered the area of Mars. "Commander, what is that planet called?" one of the navigators asked.
"That is the red planet called Mars," the commander answered. "And it seems the humans are building on it. Those damb humans are trying to spread their filth into space. Outer space is so peaceful. Why do they need to bring themselves into it?" The peacefulness was going well until a small ship exploded. "What the hell happened?" the commander yelled.
"We've lost ship # 204 sir but…" the navigator began. But a loud explosion right next to their ship interrupted him.
"What the? Who's doing this!" the commander yelled in anger as he fell out of his chair.
"Sir a transmission is coming through. Do you wish to hear it?" another navigator asked. "Patch it through," the commander said as he got up and regained his composure.
Soon a low raspy voice came over the intercom. "It seems outer space isn't as peaceful as you thought?" the voice asked.
"Who are you and what do you mean?" the commander demanded.
"Why, I'm nothing more than one of the many wandering spirits in outer space. The Phantom of Space. Outer space is not peaceful because of us spirits," the voice answered. "We are spirits who find it hard to rest in 'peace' when there is no peace at all in outer space or close to it."
"Well, 'Phantom', we need to get through. So if you do not mind we wish you to leave," the commander replied.
"What are your intentions?" the voice beckoned.
"If you must know, we are going to Earth and its colonies to gain revenge for what the humans have done to us," the commander explained.
"Well then, I can't let you go," the voice answered. "Because I'm a spirit with a special purpose."
"Oh, and what's that?" questioned the commander motioning for his men to prepare for a battle.
"I am the guardian of Earth and the colonies," answered the voice. After that said, two green eyes lit up in front of the fleet. The eyes quickly disappeared and a green blade cut straight through another fleet ship. Three more explosions followed.
"Grrrr, hurry and send out all units! Destroy this 'Phantom'!" commanded the commander. Numerous units were deployed from the fleet ships. The units searched everywhere for the spirit but none had any luck.
"I think I've toyed with them enough," the voice said to itself as a mouth smiled. Seconds later a dark red and gray mobile suit appeared in front of the enemy units. It had two large vernie engines covered by two pairs of dark red wings. Its chest lit up with a small green search eye. The head had a gray V-crest atop it, which looked like horns. The eyes lit up again and the mobile suit quickly raised its right hand. A massive beam engaged from the handle being held and then the mobile suit quickly rushed toward the enemy. It swiftly slashed three enemy units in half then rushed upward with its engines on full blast. The suit flew quickly past four other units and seconds later they exploded in halves. The red suit quickly stopped and spun around. From atop its left hand shot off a long, pointed whip that stabbed through the head of an enemy unit. The whip quickly lit up a bright red and the suit whipped itself around. The heated whip tore through five units behind it. "Good Epyon, keep moving," the voice said happily.
The Epyon flew straight toward a large carrier ship of the fleet. But numerous enemy units flew in front of the ship and began to fire at the Epyon. The red suit's wings whipped out and the engines fired up. The Epyon quickly dodged the many shots fired at it and countered each attack. It then resumed its assault on the carrier ship. The red suit held its large beam saber in front of it and shot its engines to max. The Epyon then quickly tore straight through the middle of the carrier ship and came out the other end. The carrier created a loud explosion. And with his enemies distracted with this explosion, the Phantom pulled out a mini beam gun and fired it at another ship at an angle from himself. The Epyon swiftly flew up at an angle and stopped in front of another ship. The pilot noticed a row of enemy units speeding toward him. The large beam on the beam saber intensified. The Epyon brought up its arm, and then quickly brought it down. The beam of the saber increased in length as it was whipped down. It became a wave of beam energy that slashed through the units. The suit quickly turned back to the ship. It then sliced through it and flew away.
"Damb it! Can anyone stop him!?" the commander yelled.
"Commander, do not worry," a low voice said over the intercom.
"P… Prince Kiser. Please forgive me I …" the commander began.
"Do not worry, I will take care of him. Do not use our real forces on this minor set back," the prince reassured.
"Thank you sir," the commander sighed in relief. A huge fleet soon closed in on the one command ship and Epyon. Out of the largest ship came a mobile suit. It had bat-like wings and blades on its shoulders and atop its knees. Its head looked like a gundam head but had a visor for eyes like the Tall Geese. And the head came up to two points. The mobile suit flew out carrying a sickle.
"What the?" the pilot of the Epyon exclaimed. "Is that Duo Maxwell?"
"Wrong Zech Marquise, I am Solo Maxwell!" the pilot said with a smile. The suit then slashed the Epyon who was off guard.
"AHHHHH!" Zech yelled as the Epyon was hit. Zech soon noticed the large ship charging up something. Zech's eyes widened.
"Commander," the voice said.
"Yes, you highness?" the commander answered.
"We do not accept weak links in this kingdom," the voice answered. "So we will dispose of you with the enemy." Soon a blast of energy was shot at the red suit and the ship.
"AHHHH!" Relena yelled as she quickly sat up in bed in the middle of the night. She breathed heavily for a while then calmed down. "B… brother? What's happened. What's going to happen?" Relena asked herself. "Heero."
As Zech fought with the Morphians, two boys stood in front of five men in lab coats. "So its come down to this," Dr. J sighed.
"Yes, we need the gundams," Quatre pleaded. "We need to rebuild them as fast as we can. Earth won't be able to combat such powerful enemies."
"Its funny," Master O said.
"What is," Trowa asked.
"That the gundams are still needed," Dr. M replied. "Every time we think we have peace, reality takes its toll."
A red suit drifted fizzling with sparks. "Zech, Zech!" a voice called over the red suit's intercom.
"N… Noin," Zech said waking up.
"Thank goodness you're alive," Noin said as her face appeared on the cockpit's screen. "How did you do?"
"Not enough," Zech answered. "But the Epyon II performed rather well. The buster saber is handy."
Noin smiled. "We better get you cleaned up for Earth. They'll need all the help they can get," Noin said as her shuttle flew toward the beat up mobile suit.
Wufie walked down a flight of stairs to a lower room. He flicked on a light switch and numerous lights flashed on. Wufie walked up and looked up at a green mobile suit. "It seems the battle field calls us once again Nataku," Wufie said staring up at his gundam.
NEXT TIME:
With only a month until the Morphians arrive, Earth is doing all it can to prepare for the war to come. During this time, the gundam pilots hurry to finish their gundams in time befor the enemy arrives. Next time on Gundam Wing Eternal Wings:
REGAINED WINGS
In the year after colony 197 the five gundam pilots have settled into place with the world. But nine months after the threat of MarieMaia a new evil declared war on not only the Earth, but the colonies as well. Now the five gundam pilots are in a race against time to defend there home.
2 THE PHANTOM OF SPACE
"Okay, please get right on it," a blond haired boy said to other men in suits. The men quickly left and the boy walked over to a table that another sat at. Quatre sat down in a chair right across from the person. The boy sipped his tea and sat back staring out the side window. "It's sad really," Quatre said.
"Yes, it is," Trowa responded. "But we can't sit around and let it happen."
"Yeah, I know. It's just that, I thought Earth and the colonies had had their final battles nine months ago," Quatre said back. "But it all just seems to go in a never-ending cycle. I … I can't let it happen. I can't let other's lose their lives," Quatre said as tears began to form.
"That's why we must go," Trowa answered. "To protect those who we care for. Those who need to be protected."
"Th… thank you Trowa. I'm glad I got to speak with you. You seem to understand anything I say," Quatre sobbed.
"We all understand. But the five of us show it in different ways. You're a kind person, you show it through your sincerity," Trowa answered before he took a sip of his coffee.
"Thank you my friend," Quatre said as he stood up and wiped the water from his eyes. The two soon left the restaurant.
Hands typed quickly on a keypad. A Leo and a Taurus were standing on a maintenance area inside a colony. "Hey Heero," Duo called down from a hallway carrying two coffee mugs. "Want someth'n to drink?" Heero just looked up at Duo then turned back to the screen. Duo placed the coffee on top of the computer Heero was working on and looked at the screen as he sipped his own hot chocolate.
"You might want to check up on your suit as well," Heero responded keeping his eyes fixed on the Space Leo's stats.
"Already did, its fine," Duo said blowing on his drink. "So anyway, have you decided?"
"Decided what?" Heero questioned.
"You know," Duo said with a grin. "Have you thought about ask'n' Relena out?" There was silence for some seconds then Heero cocked his head up. He glared at Duo for some seconds then pushed on the enter button hard. Heero soon turned and hopped into the Leo's cockpit.
"I have no intention of such a thing and more important matters to attend to," Heero soon answered. "Anyway she and I are too busy for any 'couple' things. So drop it."
"Okay, sure. I'll just leave it at that," Duo said shrugging as he turned and walked toward his mobile suit.
"Relena," Heero said in his low tone of voice.
A boy in white ran quickly past many merchants and bikes. His mind raced but still came to one conclusion; he had to get it. He soon came to a flight of stairs, which he began to climb. A young lady with both sides of her hair braided followed. The boy ran quickly inside of a dojo and went to the far back of it. Slowing down to catch his breath, Wufie walked up to a red curtain with Chinese characters written down it. He soon bowed and pulled it to the side. Behind the curtain was a wall of dark marble, which matched the dojo walls. Wufie ran his palm along the wall and soon stopped near the middle of the wall. He pushed forward some and a small rectangle of light surrounded his hand. The door soon slid to the side. "Wufie!" a voice called from behind the Chinese boy. "Wufie, what are you doing?"
"This does not concern you, Woman," Wufie said.
"What do you mean?" Sally questioned. "I'm a Preventer too. This concerns me just as much as it does with you."
"Wrong woman," Wufie answered.
"What's wrong?" Sally asked as Wufie walked into the dark hallway he had just opened.
"I am no longer a Preventer," the Chinese boy answered throwing a badge that landed in front of Sally.
"Then what are you?" Sally asked confused. "Are you an enemy?"
"I'm a protector of justice and integrity," Wufie said as the door began to close. "I am a gundam pilot."
Meanwhile in space, a fleet of Morphian ships entered the area of Mars. "Commander, what is that planet called?" one of the navigators asked.
"That is the red planet called Mars," the commander answered. "And it seems the humans are building on it. Those damb humans are trying to spread their filth into space. Outer space is so peaceful. Why do they need to bring themselves into it?" The peacefulness was going well until a small ship exploded. "What the hell happened?" the commander yelled.
"We've lost ship # 204 sir but…" the navigator began. But a loud explosion right next to their ship interrupted him.
"What the? Who's doing this!" the commander yelled in anger as he fell out of his chair.
"Sir a transmission is coming through. Do you wish to hear it?" another navigator asked. "Patch it through," the commander said as he got up and regained his composure.
Soon a low raspy voice came over the intercom. "It seems outer space isn't as peaceful as you thought?" the voice asked.
"Who are you and what do you mean?" the commander demanded.
"Why, I'm nothing more than one of the many wandering spirits in outer space. The Phantom of Space. Outer space is not peaceful because of us spirits," the voice answered. "We are spirits who find it hard to rest in 'peace' when there is no peace at all in outer space or close to it."
"Well, 'Phantom', we need to get through. So if you do not mind we wish you to leave," the commander replied.
"What are your intentions?" the voice beckoned.
"If you must know, we are going to Earth and its colonies to gain revenge for what the humans have done to us," the commander explained.
"Well then, I can't let you go," the voice answered. "Because I'm a spirit with a special purpose."
"Oh, and what's that?" questioned the commander motioning for his men to prepare for a battle.
"I am the guardian of Earth and the colonies," answered the voice. After that said, two green eyes lit up in front of the fleet. The eyes quickly disappeared and a green blade cut straight through another fleet ship. Three more explosions followed.
"Grrrr, hurry and send out all units! Destroy this 'Phantom'!" commanded the commander. Numerous units were deployed from the fleet ships. The units searched everywhere for the spirit but none had any luck.
"I think I've toyed with them enough," the voice said to itself as a mouth smiled. Seconds later a dark red and gray mobile suit appeared in front of the enemy units. It had two large vernie engines covered by two pairs of dark red wings. Its chest lit up with a small green search eye. The head had a gray V-crest atop it, which looked like horns. The eyes lit up again and the mobile suit quickly raised its right hand. A massive beam engaged from the handle being held and then the mobile suit quickly rushed toward the enemy. It swiftly slashed three enemy units in half then rushed upward with its engines on full blast. The suit flew quickly past four other units and seconds later they exploded in halves. The red suit quickly stopped and spun around. From atop its left hand shot off a long, pointed whip that stabbed through the head of an enemy unit. The whip quickly lit up a bright red and the suit whipped itself around. The heated whip tore through five units behind it. "Good Epyon, keep moving," the voice said happily.
The Epyon flew straight toward a large carrier ship of the fleet. But numerous enemy units flew in front of the ship and began to fire at the Epyon. The red suit's wings whipped out and the engines fired up. The Epyon quickly dodged the many shots fired at it and countered each attack. It then resumed its assault on the carrier ship. The red suit held its large beam saber in front of it and shot its engines to max. The Epyon then quickly tore straight through the middle of the carrier ship and came out the other end. The carrier created a loud explosion. And with his enemies distracted with this explosion, the Phantom pulled out a mini beam gun and fired it at another ship at an angle from himself. The Epyon swiftly flew up at an angle and stopped in front of another ship. The pilot noticed a row of enemy units speeding toward him. The large beam on the beam saber intensified. The Epyon brought up its arm, and then quickly brought it down. The beam of the saber increased in length as it was whipped down. It became a wave of beam energy that slashed through the units. The suit quickly turned back to the ship. It then sliced through it and flew away.
"Damb it! Can anyone stop him!?" the commander yelled.
"Commander, do not worry," a low voice said over the intercom.
"P… Prince Kiser. Please forgive me I …" the commander began.
"Do not worry, I will take care of him. Do not use our real forces on this minor set back," the prince reassured.
"Thank you sir," the commander sighed in relief. A huge fleet soon closed in on the one command ship and Epyon. Out of the largest ship came a mobile suit. It had bat-like wings and blades on its shoulders and atop its knees. Its head looked like a gundam head but had a visor for eyes like the Tall Geese. And the head came up to two points. The mobile suit flew out carrying a sickle.
"What the?" the pilot of the Epyon exclaimed. "Is that Duo Maxwell?"
"Wrong Zech Marquise, I am Solo Maxwell!" the pilot said with a smile. The suit then slashed the Epyon who was off guard.
"AHHHHH!" Zech yelled as the Epyon was hit. Zech soon noticed the large ship charging up something. Zech's eyes widened.
"Commander," the voice said.
"Yes, you highness?" the commander answered.
"We do not accept weak links in this kingdom," the voice answered. "So we will dispose of you with the enemy." Soon a blast of energy was shot at the red suit and the ship.
"AHHHH!" Relena yelled as she quickly sat up in bed in the middle of the night. She breathed heavily for a while then calmed down. "B… brother? What's happened. What's going to happen?" Relena asked herself. "Heero."
As Zech fought with the Morphians, two boys stood in front of five men in lab coats. "So its come down to this," Dr. J sighed.
"Yes, we need the gundams," Quatre pleaded. "We need to rebuild them as fast as we can. Earth won't be able to combat such powerful enemies."
"Its funny," Master O said.
"What is," Trowa asked.
"That the gundams are still needed," Dr. M replied. "Every time we think we have peace, reality takes its toll."
A red suit drifted fizzling with sparks. "Zech, Zech!" a voice called over the red suit's intercom.
"N… Noin," Zech said waking up.
"Thank goodness you're alive," Noin said as her face appeared on the cockpit's screen. "How did you do?"
"Not enough," Zech answered. "But the Epyon II performed rather well. The buster saber is handy."
Noin smiled. "We better get you cleaned up for Earth. They'll need all the help they can get," Noin said as her shuttle flew toward the beat up mobile suit.
Wufie walked down a flight of stairs to a lower room. He flicked on a light switch and numerous lights flashed on. Wufie walked up and looked up at a green mobile suit. "It seems the battle field calls us once again Nataku," Wufie said staring up at his gundam.
NEXT TIME:
With only a month until the Morphians arrive, Earth is doing all it can to prepare for the war to come. During this time, the gundam pilots hurry to finish their gundams in time befor the enemy arrives. Next time on Gundam Wing Eternal Wings:
REGAINED WINGS