Near Ookawara Colony
The Xeon Gelgoog Marines and GP GM Customs meet head-on, their beam rifles easily blasting each other apart. From his vantage point on the bridge of the Kuun-Lan, Agent Blackrock smiles with satisfaction. This is what he'd been waiting for, ever since the war ended, to see his men back in action against that foolish regime. He'd fought for Pyrus' ideals; he knew that only through complete and utter control could any sort of peace be attained.
Fools, they act just like those damn Americans, believing in equal rights and all that crap, thinks Blackrock.
"How are our Gelgoogs doing?" he asks, not taking his eyes from the battle before him.
"Better than expected, but the enemy still hasn't deployed its entire arsenal," replies the tactical officer. Blackrock smiles deviously again, savoring the sight as the enemy GMs explode one after another.
Gundam Project WILL fall, I will make sure of it…_____
The Golden Gundam Bar, Katoki Colony"Damn!" mutters Preventer, ducking behind the makeshift shield as a shotgun blast rips splinters of wood apart next to him. Only he would have the dumb luck to run into his former partner at the bar, and have a bunch of other agents waiting in a car outside. Quickly, Preventer looks above the table and sprays the booth where the Intel agents have been trapped in, before ducking back down again.
Sh-t, at this rate I'll be out of ammo… thinks Preventer, just as the entire building shakes with the sound of a large explosion.
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Outside…The Golden Gundam bar is in your average uptown neighborhood, surrounded by numerous apartment and warehouse complexes. The bar itself, in fact, is part of a much larger structure, located on the corner of 48th and 37th streets. Usually, this area is pretty quiet with relatively no crime, but now there is chaos as the gunfight in the bar continues. People who haven't already fled the area are trying to. The five Xeon agents, each wielding AK-47 assault rifles, stay covered behind their black Mercedes, firing away at the insides of the bar.
"Hey!"
"What the…?" says one of the agents, looking up. Standing on the nearby street corner is a young man, wearing a dark blue sports jacket and brown khakis. But what he's wearing is not as important as what he's holding.
"Catch!" yells the young man, dropping the small spherical object and kicking it at the Mercedes, before diving around the corner of the building and out of sight.
"Holy sh-t, DIVE!" yells one of the agents, all of them scattering as the object rolls under the Mercedes and explodes, sending the fiery hulk soaring into the air.
"GAAHH!!" screams another of the agents, turning and firing into the air as the burning mass of metal lands on him, ending his life. The remaining four agents get back on their feet and fire at the corner of the building, fully enraged.
Heh, this should be fun! thinks the young man, his back against the building only a few inches out of his enemies' view. He reaches into his jacket and pulls out an old-western style gun, a Colt Single-Action Army revolver. Almost without effort, the man dives from the safety behind the corner, does a barrel roll, comes up on one knee and easily snipes one of the agents with two headshots before diving behind a nearby parked car. As the remaining three agents turn the car into scrap metal with their assault rifles, the mysterious gunman reaches into his coat again and pulls out a flashbang grenade. He quickly pulls the ring and throws it behind him and over the car at the Xeon agents.
"Fire in the hole!" yells one of the agents, just as the flashbang goes off, blinding them for a moment. The gunman jumps up from behind the wreck that was once a car and takes out another agent with three shots to the chest. The remaining two get behind another car, just barely avoiding being hit with a fourth shot.
"Who is this guy?!" yells one of the agents, on the verge of mental breakdown.
"I don't know, let's get out of here!" replies the other, as he gets up and starts firing at the wreck the gunman has been using for cover, "I'll give you cover, get to the corner!"
"Yes, sir!" says the freaked out agent, making a run for it. Just as he gets to the corner, he hears the gunman fire one more shot, and he hears silence.
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Near Ookawara Colony"Damage report!" yells Krakenhaus, as the Ra Calium shakes violently with another hit. Sparks fly from a nearby monitor, shining brightly in the red light.
"Sir, hull damage on the lower decks. The Xeon have take out the number 2 beam turret!" replies the tactical officer.
"Dammit!" yells Krakenhaus, slamming his fist into his chair's armrest. He looks out at the battle before him, and notices a white star in the sea of black.
Alpha…_____
A bright beam of mega-particle energy blasts past a squad of three GM Customs, colored in their standard colors, turquoise, as they quickly soar into a group of seven Xeon Gelgoog Marines. Despite being outnumbered, the pilots prove their skill by effortlessly dodging the shots fired by their assailants, and destroying four with perfect shots in the chests. The remaining three come in close and engage the GP suits in close-quarters combat, spinning their twin-beam sabers and slashing at the GMs.
Elsewhere, the GP forces are not doing as well, the more experienced Xeon pilots destroying any mobile suit that comes near their mother ship, the Kuun-Lan. Another squad of GMs, this time five, charge the Xeon line and get battered by a hail of beams and projectiles. One of the Gelgoogs successfully flanks the GMs and comes down at them from above, aiming its beam rifle at the lead GM.
"Adios, compadre," whispers the pilot; just a separate beam slams into his own mobile suit, destroying it utterly. As the cloud of fire and shrapnel quickly spreads, a white mobile suit charges right through and comes alongside its ally.
"Thanks, sir!" says the GM Custom pilot, "That was close!" He takes a quick glance over at it, a sleek white and gray mobile suit that is easily recognizable as a descendant of the original Gundam prototype. In the chest is a large colored 'search eye', used to store the bulk of the mobile suit's combat computers, its head designed to look like a holy samurai. But the most striking feature of it is the set of four angelic wings built into its back; a prototype form of vernier booster able to give it enhanced speed.
"No problem, Lieutenant. I'm going to make a run for their ship, give me some cover," replies Alpha from within the cockpit of the angelic Alpha Gundam.
"Roger!" replies the GM pilot as the Alpha Gundam quickly boosts ahead of the others, spinning to the left to dodge several beam blasts and returning fire with its machine cannons. Alpha jets past several Gelgoogs, spins around and blasts one of them with his twin-barreled beam rifle. The Gundam charges another Gelgoog and smashes its face with its left elbow, before blasting its torso with the beam rifle. Alpha Gundam turns and continues on its way towards the Kuun-Lan, dodging several more beam blasts before it finally is in range.
"Ra Calium, this is Alpha, I've got the Kuun-Lan in range!" he announces over the radio to the flagship, aiming the beam rifle at the enemy ship's bridge. Just as he's about to pull the trigger, a black mobile suit comes from the side and rams the Alpha Gundam, causing the shot to miss.
"You're mine, Moderator!" yells the enemy pilot over the universal frequency. Alpha freezes for a moment, recognizing the voice.
"The Ebony Nightmare, he's still alive?!" yells Alpha, kicking the mobile suit away and firing the twin-beam rifle at it. The black mobile suit rolls out of the way and charges the Alpha Gundam again, ramming its opponent with its right shoulder. Alpha Gundam fires its machine cannons into the mobile suit's back and tries to put some distance between itself and its enemy.
"You've gotten rusty, Lieutenant Commander Alphonse!" replies the Ebony Nightmare deviously, throwing away the beam rifle and reaching for his mobile suit's beam saber. Alpha aims the twin-beam rifle at the Ebony Nightmare's mobile suit; a modified Gundam Mark II painted in the ace's custom black and red colors.
"And you're still a fanatic lunatic, James Blackrock," he says, firing at the Blackrock Gundam. Blackrock dodges above the blast and charges, flipping in mid-flight and kicking Alpha in the face with both feet. Alpha Gundam is thrown out of control, but still tries to fire back. Blackrock Gundam charges again and slices the beam rifle in two, only to have what remained thrown in its face. Alpha Gundam fires the machine cannons into its opponent, while jetting backwards, and grabs its beam saber.
"Yes, yes, this is how it should be! Fight me, Moderator!" says Blackrock, charging again and slashing down at the white mobile suit. Alpha blocks and pushes its opponent away, firing the machine cannons into its face, then stabs at the black Gundam. Blackrock barely dodges the attack, the beam slightly strafing the torso underneath the right arm.
"More! More! I must taste your blood, Moderator!" howls Blackrock, pulling back and around the Alpha Gundam, before charging in again.
"You're insane," mutters Alpha, quickly parrying with the black Gundam's blow.
"Insane? That's a kind of way of putting it," replies Blackrock, kicking at the angelic Gundam's waist. Alpha is sent reeling, loosing its grip on the beam saber as it is flung into space. Blackrock charges for a final time, pulling back the beam saber for a fatal blow, when it suddenly stops.
"What the…?" says Alpha, confused. Blackrock Gundam just puts its beam saber back into its holster; turns and jets back toward the Kuun-Lan.
"Alpha Gundam, respond! This is the Ra Calium!"
"This is Alpha Gundam, what is it, Ra Calium?" replies Wing Zero Alpha.
"Sir, Moderator Krakenhaus has ordered a retreat. Return immediately."
"What?!" he yells, "We're abandoning Ookawara?!"
"Sir now is not the time to argue! Your orders are to return to the Ra Calium immediately. Over and out."
"Damn," mutters Alpha, looking over towards the colony as the Kuun-Lan enters through the space dock. Wordlessly, he turns towards the fleeing GP fleet and retreats.
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The Golden Gundam, Katoki Colony"What's going on out there?!" yells Bladed, taking a quick look over at where Preventer is.
"I don't know, but I think all of the Xeon agents are gone," replies Maxwell, just as they hear a car screech to a halt outside. Preventer suddenly jumps from his cover and runs towards one of the shattered windows, firing his Uzi at the Intel agents as he dives through and onto the street.
"He's getting away!" yells Bladed, standing up and firing at the window as Preventer jumps into a red convertible's back seat. Another man, wearing a navy blue sports jacket, runs up outside and fires an old western-style revolver at the car, but misses as the convertible drives off.
"Damn!" yells Maxwell, climbing out the window and firing at the fleeing car. In the distance, the car screeches around a corner and disappears.
"Crap! I almost had him!" says the man in the blue jacket, putting the revolver back in its holster. Maxwell just looks at him, and then realizes that he must've been the one who took out all of the Xeon agents.
"I'm Agent Lord Maxwell, Intelligence. Who are you?" asks Maxwell. The man smiles and puts his hands in his pockets.
"Draco Starcloud," he replies. Inside the bar, Bladed helps Mega Raptor flip one of the tables back over, while Renee mopes on one of the stools.
"I'm screwed…" she moans, grabbing an unbroken bottle of liquor.
"Eh, don't worry, I doubt anyone will notice," replies Mega Raptor, laughing uneasily. Renee gives him an icy glare, and then takes a swig of the liquor. On the other side of the room, the door slowly creaks open; two people stand in the doorway.
"Uh, Renee, I thought Brawl Night was tomorrow night," says Akira, as Pkmatrix gawks at the wrecked bar.