Another Notes: I'm gonna try to keep these things short throughout this fic. First thing: Sorry that this chapter is slightly boring. I'm just trying to introduce some of the main characters. Bear with me, since chapter two picks up a bit.
Second: For the language of the 'foreigner's' I shall call them now, I decided to change around the letters of the alphabet to show that what their using is different than regular things. I'll also be using this with the language occasionally. I'll provide a glossary at the end of the chapters if the words are used. I think that's it. Okies…
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing! Tis be an injustice that I don't but it is so..*sighs*. I do however own all the original characters that show up in this fic. Take them or the plot and I shall hunt you down and kill you slowly and very painfully.
Now Enjoy!
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Chapter One- Hi my name is!
Someone was pounding on the door. Irritated Solo pulled a gray sweater over his head, and zipped up his jeans. He headed out of his bedroom and through the small living room, maneuvering around the couch.
" What?" Solo asked, opening the door.
His best friend, Okatami stood there. He had sort black spiky hair, which he had dyed blue in the front and stormy gray eyes. He was dressed in a pair of black baggy pants and one of those novelty t-shirts. ' It's funny till someone gets their eye poked out, then it's hilarious!" it read. Solo never did understand Okatami's taste in what he'd like to call fashion.
He had his hand raised for another knock, but promptly swatted Solo over the head when he noticed the door was open. " It's 7:25 you idiot!"
" So…what's your point?" Solo yawned and walked back into his dorm room.
" Today's Friday! Not Saturday!"
Solo's violet eyes bugged out. " Shit!" He ran back towards his room to grab his backpack and school things.
" Why the hell didn't you come earlier?!" Solo demanded as the two of them rushed through the hallways. His waist length chestnut hair flew behind him in disarray, still damp from his shower. He hadn't gotten the time to dry it off.
" I'm not your damn alarm clock!" Okatami stated. " Professor Goble's gonna have a fit."
" Not if we make it on time!" Solo yelled as he ran faster.
" Did you even set your alarm?" Okatami asked, catching up with Solo. The rigorous gym classes they both had were good for something…
Solo grinned looking over at Okatami. " Please…Like I ever-"
*SLAM*
Solo found himself staring up at the ceiling. He was dimly aware that someone was under him also. " Ow." He stated, his head hurt from where it banged against the ground.
Okatami was standing over him, his face twitching from the effort not to burst out laughing. " You really need to look where you're running…"
Whoever was under Solo decided they didn't really like the position they were in. Solo found himself being kicked by a pair of slim legs. " Ow, ow! Stop it!" The braided teenager quickly took the hint and scrambled up.
A small blonde girl glared up at the two boys. Her eyes were a startling light blue. " Good morning to you too." She grumbled, sitting up and trying to gather up the papers and books lying on the ground.
" Sorry!" Solo exclaimed, kneeling down to help the girl. " Really I didn't mean too." He quickly said.
The girl made an annoyed grunt at him.
" Hey, don't be angry! I haven't seen you around before, are you new?" He handed the papers he'd collected back to the girl, and stood up.
She nodded, still glaring at him.
Okatami had finally cracked, and was laughing shaking his head. " Way to go idiot." He said grinning. He waved to the girl. " We'll show you too your next class, it's the least we can do. Since Solo just had to run into you."
The girl merely handed Okatami a sheet. She stood up and adjusted the bag on her shoulder. " I'm guessing we're horribly late already?" She asked.
" Yep." Okatami replied. " You've got the same class as we do. Lucky day!"
" Excuse of showing new student will be used!" Solo stated. The two boys quickly exchanged high fives.
" Do you too happen to have names, or shall I call you Twiddle-de and Twiddle-dum? The girl asked standing up. She brushed off her black pants and adjusted her backpack on her shoulder.
" Ouch. Your words are harsh!" Okatami pouted as the three started walking down the hallway. " Okatami's the name! Girly boy over here is Solo." He ducked quickly as Solo tried to whack him.
" Will you ever stop calling me that!?" Solo complained.
The girl giggled at the two. They were amusing at the least. " I'm Misora Kenner."
" Welcome to the Garden, Misora! I'll promise you that this isn't the first time you'll be run over by someone. Happens daily to some people. Don't be late, study your ass off and maybe you'll be able to make it!"
" And don't forget to shower regularly." Okatami added.
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Static.
A woman with curly red hair sat at a desk in a dark office. Papers and folders littered the desk and floor. The single window on the left side supplied the whole room with light.
More static. " Kim. Can you hear me, over?"
The woman quickly grabbed the walkie-talkie under a pile of disks. " You find something, over?"
A different voice this time spoke. " Find something? Kim we've found it. Damn sure this time too over!"
Kim's face lit up like a child on Christmas morning. She flipped open the top of her laptop and turns it on. " I'm loading, get the data ready, over!" She said, barely able to keep her voice steady.
They'd seen the clues for so long. Well, actually there weren't many real clues. Just rumors. They'd been combing over the North American continent for years trying to find it.
It had been under their noses the whole damn time though. Ironic they never thought to search around the Garden. But now they'd found them. They had found living, breathing, intelligent life forms from another planet. Aliens.
Just thinking about the first contact made Kim all tingly. She shook her hands waiting for the program she'd designed to load up. This was more than just a minor discovery it was earth shattering. It'd change the views of humans for centuries to come.
Kim and her two friends, Marcus and Kathleen had found it.
" Ready for data transfer!" Kim said into the walkie-talkie.
" Roger that!" Kathleen's voice replied back, the download started. They were gathering any readings of the area that they could. Trying to find out more about them before they had first contact.
Kim had been getting strange reports from various sources in the last two years about sightings of aliens. The reports kept jumping from country to country though, leaving her and her companions running after the clues and not getting much.
Kathleen had proposed the idea of aliens living among humans to the local group of scientists living on the west coast of America. They'd laughed her off the stage, asking her if she thought the old rock singer Elvis was among them.
" Won't be laughing now." Kim growled. " We're gonna shove this data in their face."
The download finished. Kim put a blank CD in the drive and started to make a copy of it.
" Kim…." Kathleen's voice came back over the walkie-talkie. " There seems to be some kind of force field around here. Looks impossible to pass through without getting hurt, over."
" Please don't tell me that you're poking it, over." Kim laughed.
" Not me…more like a stick. The force field zaps it whenever I do, over."
" Don't aggravate it." Kim warned. She shook her head, laughing slightly
" What's Marcus doing?" Kim asked. She took the now filled CD out of the laptop and placed it in a case.
" He went down the hill, said he wanted to check something out, over."
Kim paused, drumming her fingers on the table. " I have a bad feeling all of a sudden, over."
The sound of quick footsteps floated through the walkie-talkie. " So do I. I'm checking on him now, over."
Kim nodded, but then realized that Kathleen couldn't see that. She waited for Kathleen to come back with information on their friend's condition. Kim made herself busy by starting to unzip the data and look through it.
"Fascinating..." The red haired woman murmured.
" You two really to worry to much, over." Marcus's rich voice laughed, surprising Kim.
" Hey! Be thankful that we cared enough!" Kim snapped back at him. " You've gotten hurt on almost every excursion we've done, over."
" Ah. A few broken bones never-" Marcus's sentence was abruptly cut off.
"Marcus?" Kim asked. " Hello? Guys, you okay down there?"
" Kathleen's laptop just blew up." Marcus finally replied. Kim could hear Kathleen swearing quite loudly in the background.
" What!?" Kim made a face; computers don't just explode randomly. " Literally?"
" Yes…Literally."
Kim glanced back over at her own laptop. She was about to ask Marcus what Kathleen had done to make her computer explode when something caught her attention.
Another file was being uploaded.
" Your…not uploading anything to me at the moment are you, over?" Kim asked, still staring at her computer. The file was almost done. 95%.
" Of course not!" Marcus said, he sounded flustered at the least. " I didn't bring my stuff with me!"
" Crap." Kim dropped the walkie-talkie and dived towards the plug. No luck though, she only managed to bump her head on the desk and bang her knee as she scrambled for the cord.
Her heard her computer start to fizz, sparks where actually coming out of it! It exploded just as she was about to poke her head back from under the desk, sending shards of plastic and silicon into the wall and floor.
Kim crawled out from under the desk when the damage seemed to be done. She blinked at the pieces of her laptop scattered on her desk and sniffled. She had liked that computer too.
She picked up the walkie-talkie. " Well…I think…It's safe to say. That they aren't the friendliest aliens in the galaxy."
" What ever happened to ET you wonder? Maybe they killed him." Marcus replied just as dryly.
" They probably blew it up!" Kathleen shrieked. " I just finished my last payment on the damn thing too!"
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" Very good Princess. It seems that you're finally coming up to speed with your training."
Talia, Princess of the Selesctain race looked up from the screen of her zmngaefh*, she smiled finally glad her tutor had praised her. She pulled the headpiece off of her head and striped the wires from her arms, disconnecting herself from the machine.
She yawned and stretched, her glowing green eyes closing briefly. It was tiring to work on the zmngaefh's. They drained one's energy if you where connected to long.
" Do you know where my mother is?" She asked her voice was rich and elegant. Which could be expected, she was royalty.
" In the hangers like usual I suppose." Her instructor replied. He was moving down the room looking over the other students in it. He stopped and glanced back at Talia as she stood.
" Did you upload something during this session Talia?" He asked.
The princess gave a mischievous smile that she was notorious for. " Oh nothing." She quickly left the room before her instructor could ask her any further questions.
He doesn't need to know. She thought walking swiftly down the hallways of the palace. Her lose black pants swayed around her form. She pulled down the sleeves of her shirt. It was green with tiny patterns woven in with a soft golden lace. She wasn't dressed properly to address the queen but that didn't matter. As long as her father wasn't present.
It had taken a while, but the humans had finally found them. Talia was lucky she found them in the act when she did. Without any evidence it would be tough to prove that her race was currently on earth.
Talia punched in the code to open the doors to the hangers. She walked in picking her way through the masses of weapons and tools littering the area.
Seeing that she couldn't find her mother easily she sought out the nearest person she knew. Tapping the long brown haired man standing over a table of blueprints, Talia cleared her throat.
" Hey Two. Where is my mother?"
The man turned around and greeted Talia with a smile; he had expressive violet eyes and creamy pale skin. Much different than the light blue skin Talia and her race had. " She's over behind Five's suit. Make sure you stay away from him though. He's peeved that it's taking so long to fix it."
Talia shook her head. " It's his fault he overloaded it."
" Yea that's what I said too." Two laughed turning back to face the table.
Talia started towards the mobile suits down at the other end of the hangar. They were originally a peaceful race, but more often than not, the planets that they landed on would attack them. Mass casualties had forced the Selesctains to build up a defense. They couldn't afford to lose any more of their people.
" Mother!" Talia called looking up at the platform next to the mobile suit.
Queen Natina poked her head out from around the suit's torso. " Is it important?" She asked, taking the moment to wipe some oil from off her face. Natina's true passion was working on machines, much to the dismay of the court. She almost could always be found in the hangars, working on something and completely covered in oil.
" Very!" Talia shouted.
" Alright then." Natina wiped her hands clean, on a nearby cloth and turned back to the three other Selesctains.
" I'll be back in a few minutes." She called, walking down the stairs to the base floor.
Talia quickly grabbed her mother's arm and led her off to tell her what she had discovered.
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" So what are we going to do?" Solo asked looking over at Okatami. Classes finally had let out for the weekend and like most of the Garden students, they had headed too the downtown area of the city the Garden was located in.
Currently they were walking down Main Street. Almost lost in the crowds of teenagers.
" I promised Kendra I'd meet her at the arcade." Okatami grinned. " They just got a new fighting game in and I gotta kick her ass, once again!"
Solo shook his head. "She'll never give up will she?" He said.
" Damn right I won't ya know!" Came a female voice from behind the two boys. " I'm gonna kick yer arse!"
" Hey Kendra!" Solo greeted turning around.
Kendra stood a few feet away from the two boys. She was a tall black girl, with short haircut to frame her face. Like the current fashion trends demanded, Kendra had dyed her hair a fiery red at the end. She was dressed in a pair of jeans and a black v-cut shirt.
"Tck." Okatami grinned. " I still say I'm going to beat you!"
Kendra stormed forward and dragged the black haired boy off towards the arcade. Solo followed laughing at the two. Wasn't often that the girl wasn't doing this to Okatami.
He just hoped it wouldn't take the whole afternoon though…
An hour later Solo was starting to think that they were indeed going to spend the rest of the day in the arcade.
" C'mon guys." He whined banging his head on the wall. " We've been here for an hour!"
" We're still tied!" Both of them replied snappishly.
" And I shall win this time." Okatami snarled.
" In yer dreams." Kendra laughed.
Solo sighed and leaned against the wall next to the two duelers. " Is it possible to stay tied this long?" He questioned shaking his head sadly.
He was ignored by the other two, who where rapidly pounding on random buttons. Solo settled for watching Okatami and Kendra since he'd gone through the arcade twice.
The braided boy blinked looking away from the game when he noticed a bunch of people watching something that was going on in the front of the arcade. Deciding that just about anything had to be more interesting than watching Okatami and Kendra mash buttons he wandered over.
"Geez!" Exclaimed Solo as he dodged to the side, narrowly missing getting knocked over by another guy.
" I thought I told you to stop hitting on me." Came a commanding female voice. A short girl stepped out of the crowd. She shook her hand, trying to get the sting out of it as she leveled a death glare at the boy on the ground, the same one that had nearly plowed him over.
Solo new the guy too; he was a regular at the Garden. Kid with just a bit too much money left to him by his family. He was a royal jerk and it was actually kind of nice to see him put down like this.
She had dark brown hair that hung wildly around her shoulders; her cold blue eyes were still glaring down at the boy in front of her. She wore simple clothes a blue t-shirt over a pair of jeans, but she still had a dangerous air around her.
" Come near me again and I'll make sure you can't reproduce." She snarled before stalking out of the arcade.
The boy scrambled you from the ground, his face aflame in anger and embarrassment. He glared at briefly at the crowd and then stormed out of the building in a huff.
The crowd blinked mutely for a second, then exploded into applause.
Okatami tapped Solo on the shoulder. " What happened?" He asked.
" Someone finally slapped McNarther down." Solo replied. " You guys done? I wanna get back to the Garden."
Okatami grumbled. " Yea…"
Kendra bounded up and flashed a peace sign. " He owes me two sundaes! Told him I'd beat him now didn't I?" She giggled happily.
Solo smiled and congratulated Kendra, much to the dismay of Okatami. Then the trio headed back the Garden.
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" C'mon Kathleen, it's not like it's the end of the world." Marcus sighed trying to comfort the pouting woman next to him.
Kim had told the other two to meet her at their local bar to regroup and discuss what to do next. Currently the red haired woman was busily pouring over the data collected from the afternoon excursion.
Kathleen grumbled and took another sip out of her drink. " Couldn't they of just told us to back off or something." Kathleen whined. She set the cup back down with a frustrated thunk and pushed her dirty blond hair back behind her ears. " It's unfair."
" Quite so." Kim replied, only half listening to the report. She bit her lip. Things weren't shaping up so well she could tell.
" Well, what's the verdict? Should we go and tell or keep it hush, hush." Marcus asked looking over at Kim.
Kim shook her head closing the top of Marcus's laptop. " Kathleen managed to get into their main database." She said.
That made the blonde woman stop in mid-pout. " How?"
Kim shrugged. " I don't know. Much of it is in another language…they use very odd symbols. But there's some in English. From what I can gather… they're preparing for an invasion." She kept her voice very low, the bar was almost deserted and no one would probably think twice about what she was talking about, but being cautious saved lives.
" Well that's certainly not good. Sure you read it right?" Marcus placed his head in his hands, feeling a headache coming on.
" We've got to stop them." Kim murmured. " Or at least see if we can communicate with them."
" Just us?" Kathleen said. " That's not going to be very convincing."
" No, not you two. You guys will stay behind." Kim's mind was already making up a plan. She hesitated a second. " I have the resources to…make this mission. I'll handle the contact. Just make sure you guys have something read to record it all."
Marcus and Kathleen shared an uneasy glance. Their friend had that frightening gleam in her eyes. She wasn't telling them a lot of things and this was definitely not a good sign.
Sighing Kathleen decided not to even try. There was no way to stop Kim once she set her mind to do something. You could strap her down to a chair and she'd still find a way to so it.
" When?" Kathleen asked.
Kim took a sip of her drink. " Tomorrow. "
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Right then! There's chapter one! Tell me what you think! Do you hate it? Please tell me why. I'm trying to become a better author! Any comments are welcome; flames will be mocked then used as fire for my candles.
