Training: Gundam Style
By: DeathscytheChick
*~* I will only continue to write this story if people like it!*~*
Chapter 1: A Place To Belong To
The only sound Acire heard was her heart pounding, faint breathing noises coming from her mom and step dad's room, and the grandfather clock downstairs. She tiptoed her way to the stairs, when she came to her little sister's room. She went inside the room and saw her little 1 year old sister, Suki, sleeping in her crib. She looked like a doll. Acire cried while looking at her little Suki. Her tears trickled down to her chin and one droplet fell on Suki's cheek. Acire wiped it gently off the soft, pinkish cheek.
"I love you, Suki," whispered Acire " I will see you again someday, you know."
Acire then leaned over to kiss Suki's forehead. Acire quietly got out Suki's room and continued to inch towards the stairs, without looking inside her parents' room. She went down the stairs and towards the front door. She opened it slowly so it wouldn't creak, and without a second thought, stepped outside, and closed the door. She was free...and alone.
All that Acire took with her was what could fit into her backpack. A pack of chocolate cookies, in case she got hungry, two pairs of clothing, and 150 dollars in case she needed to buy anything. She had saved all 150 dollars from previous birthdays and allowance. She was 15 and free. She walked out of the walkway and on the street. She decided to go hide out somewhere or something like that. She decided to go the wild city where a bunch of opportunities awaited her. As she walked, she thought about what she had done. She had to do it. Her mom was a changed woman and was really mean. And her step dad was just the same. But then she thought about it. Was she running away from a simple problem with an even simpler solution?
She had finally made it to the big city. This particular street looked familiar but maybe she had never been there before. Now she had to look for a place to stay. This particular street, which was called Topa Street, as it read on the lamppost, was filled with energy. Neon lights were everywhere, lighting up the street. The smell of alcohol and cigarette smoke filled the air along with other things. Women dressed in provocative outfits were in every square inch of the street, trying to make a buck by selling their bodies. Acire shuddered at the site.
She walked until she came by a wide alley that was between a photo shop and an adult movie rental place.
"Looking for people with good reflexes." a voice in the alley said.
It caught her attention and she hid behind a Dumpster to listen in on the conversation. She sneaked a peek to see who was talking. There was two people. One was a man who looked like he was in his late 20's. He was bald and wearing a white muscle t-shirt with baggy jeans. The other person's back was facing Acire, but Acire could tell it was a woman from the long black hair flowing down her back.
" Good reflexes? What for?" asked the girl.
" They is gonna train ya to use some type of top secret weapon or machine, I heard."
Wow! Sounds cool, thought Acire. She got tired of squatting so she tried to stretch out her muscles. She accidentally kicked a beer glass back. All attention was now focused to Acire's hiding place. The woman turned around to reveal her clothing. It was a type of jumpsuit which was all blue and had a zipper down the middle.
" Whose there?" the man growled, and took out a pocket knife from his back pocket and flipped it opened.
Yikes I am in trouble! No!, Acire cried in her mind.
"Show yourself, dammit!" he continued.
"Stop it, Feld." the woman said calmly.
Her voice was sweet and it made Acire forget about her little situation for about, say, 3 seconds... The woman stepped closer towards Acire's hiding place.
"Rika, what are you doing!? He could be armed!!" yelled the man named Feld.
Rika, the woman, paid no attention to Feld's warning and found herself looking at a frightened teenage girl looking back up at her.
" Why it's only a little girl." said Rika with a hint of relief in her voice.
"What?" cried Feld in surprise.
"Give me your hand" Rika said, holding out her own.
It sounded more like an offer than a command. She couldn't imagine a voice like hers to sound mean. In any case, Acire obeyed and grabbed Rika's hand and got up.
"Bring her here." said Feld.
Rika directed Acire to Feld then stood behind her.
"What were you doing back there, girl?" demanded Feld.
Acire stood quiet.
"For God's sake, Feld, put your damn knife away! You are scaring her." protested Rika.
And that's exactly what he did.
"Now answer the question, shrimp!" Feld demanded.
"I only wanted to...please tell me what you were talking about just now...before you found me." Acire replied, pathetically.
"It's none of your damn business." said Feld, with unnecessary loudness.
"Shut up!" Rika said.
She turned to Acire and smiled.
"I'll tell you, but what's it to you?" she asked.
So Acire told Rika and Feld how she ran away from home because of her parents' harsh treatment and that she needed to find a place to stay.
"She's a damn runaway." said Feld.
"Hmmm... you're so small. This type of thing seems to dangerous." wondered Rika.
"Please tell me, please!" Acire begged.
"Fine. Feld heard that there's a small rebel group looking for recruits to help them fight some type of enemy. Ol' Feld here says that they use special type of weapons." Rika informed her.
Wow, I gotta find out more stuff about this group! I gotta join up with them!, Acire thought excitedly.
"So where is this rebel group?" asked Acire eagerly.
"Actually...I don't kn-" started Rika.
" I was gonna tell you until this shrimp showed up," interrupted Feld. " Most people that I know that know about this rebel group say they are hiding out at the old abandoned Beauchamp Factory. That's all I know."
"Thanks you guys...are you two going to try to join up with them?" asked Acire.
"Nope I ain't. You think I would put my life in danger, kid? Hell no." replied Feld.
Acire laughed to herself. Feld looked like the type to want to get into danger anytime he had the chance to.
"And you Rika?"
" Not I either." Rika said dryly.
Acire turned around to go to the factory but suddenly grew red in the face and turned to face Rika and Feld.
"Yeah what do you want now?" asked Feld.
"I don't know where the factory is...can you give me directions?" asked Acire, embarrassedly.
Rika giggled and told her the directions.
"That's a 5 mile walk, honey. Are you sure you want to go alone? I can take you on my Techbike."
"T-t-t-techbike! Wow!" exclaimed Acire.
A Techbike was the new wave of the future. They were motorcycle type vehicles that were able to go airborne and go at extra high speeds.
"Well...?" asked Rika.
"Let's Go!!" Acire answered.
"Later, Feld."
"See ya Rika.....hey kid, be careful out there." said Feld.
" I will, bye Feld."
"Come this way, kid." Rika instructed, pointing towards the back of the alley.
"Ok...."
"Heheheheheh..." Rika laughed.
"What's so funny?"
"I don't know your name."
"Oh that's right! It's Acire Selarom."
"Kinda peculiar, ain't it?"
"Umm...I guess."
Rika led the way deeper in to the alley. At the end of it, there was a glossy black Techbike. There was only one helmet hanging on the handlebars. Only one.
"Put it on, Acire"
"Are you sure?"
"Just do it."
Acire put on the helmet, which was black to match the bike. It was kind of heavy. Rika got on the bike.
"Get on and hang on tightly." Rika instructed.
Acire got on and hanged on to Rika's waist like if there was no tomorrow.
"Not that tight!"
"Oh sorry!"
"Whatever...here we go!"
Suddenly the two tires tucked themselves in and the bike was hovering a few feet up the ground. Acire was surprised out how silent the bike was. There was no sound at all, as if it never started up. Then it shot up.
"Whoa!!" yelled Acire.
The bike zoomed forward. Acire looked down and saw all the neon lights blending together. It was a good feeling to be up in the sky feeling the wind whipping her hair.
"Wanna go faster?" Rika challenged.
"You know it!"
A sudden burst of energy came from behind the bike and it was going faster then ever. Acire almost fell off. After 3 minutes, Rika slowed down the Techbike.
"See there's the factory."
Acire gasped at the factory's size. It was enormous and there was hardly no lights at all.
"What's wrong, Acire?"
"It's big and really..." her voice trailed off.
"Scary?" Rika offered.
"Yeah."
Rika descended the bike onto the factories big lot. The front gate was chained with a big padlock.
"Rika, what if no one is here? What do I do? I am stuck! The gate is locked from inside!"
"Calm down! Look there, at the gate. The chain isn't put tightly around the gate. Just wriggle through and...come back to the city...and I will be there."
The bikes tires finally slid out of the bike and the bike landed on the ground.
"Thanks, Rika."
Acire took of the helmet and handed it too Rika, who put it on the handlebars.
"Anytime, kiddo...Hey umm.. you seem afraid of being here. The best I can do is give you this."
Rika rummaged through her pockets on her suit and her hand came out with what seemed to be a Double A battery.
"I don't think this will come in handy." Acire said.
"Do you even know what it is?"
"A....battery?"
"No it's a flashlight...duh."
"Wow thanks! But it's so small! Will it even help out in such a big place? Isn't the light weak?"
"Why don't you see?"
Acire took the flashlight and turned her back towards Rika to avoid flashing it into her eyes. She found a little button on the side of the flashlight and pressed it. A huge beam of light came from the flashlight. It was certainly powerful. Acire kept pressing the button and fidgeting with the gadget. She turned around to face Rika to thank her.
"Thank you Ri-" Acire began to say.
Rika was gone. So was the Techbike. Acire looked at the sky and saw a tiny dot in the sky.
"Thanks." she said again.
Acire looked at the factory's opening. It was at least 5 times bigger than a garage opening. What was beyond the opening of the factory was unknown because it was so dark. Acire flashed the light towards the opening and trudged towards it. Then she heard a sound behind her, like a person dragging their feet against the gravel. Acire turned around but all she saw were 2 trashed up cars and a few oil barrels. She shrugged and turned towards the factory again and kept walking. The sound started again and Acire turned around.
"Rika are you back? Is that you? You know I am scared and this isn't funny!" Acire whispered loudly.
The sound was now behind her and she felt someone breathing on her neck. Before Acire could turn around, She felt an explosion of pain on the back of her head. The gravel rushed up to meet her and everything went black.
*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*
Acire slowly opened her eyes and saw another pair of eyes looking at her. They were blue eyes. Suddenly Acire remembered what happened and started screaming. The blue eyed person covered her mouth with their hand.
"Stop it! What's your problem? Is this the way you treat the person who saved you? You're safe, you know."
She felt better knowing she was safe and stopped screaming. She knew this blue eyed person was a guy from his voice. The guy took his hand off her mouth. He was Acire's age, maybe a bit older. She could see he had long, brown, hair that he had in a braid. His clothes were a bit strange, too. He was dressed all in black except for the white collar around his neck, making him look like some sort of priest.
Acire then focused on the room. It was well lit and small. She was sitting in a chair and the guy was sitting in another chair next to her. There was two other chairs in the room. One had her backpack and the other one was empty. There was a door in the corner.
"Where am I?"
"In the deepest darkest depths of the Beauchamp factory." the boy answered, jokingly.
"Huh? I am? Explain it all to me now!"
"Hold your horses, chick! What happened to the 'Hi what's your name!?'"
"Stop joking around! What happened to me outside? Someone hit me! It wasn't you was it? I came here to help out a group of rebels I heard about. Do you know anything about that?" asked Acire.
"Well, about your first question... some thugs were hanging out there and hit you behind your head with a 4x4. It seems they were after your cute little backpack there. I saw the whole thing. So I took matters into my own hands and got your backpack back." he said cracking his knuckles. "I kicked their asses so hard they begged for mercy." he finished off, with a laugh.
"So you saved me? Thank you." Acire said blushing.
"Yup. I had to carry you all the way here. But no problem at all."
"And about the rebels?" asked Acire.
"Oh yeah! I know about them, too. Actually I know them, personally." he boasted.
"Really!? What are they like? Are they all mean and strict?" said Acire, eyes glittering.
"Not even! They are really fun to hang out with! They are all about our age, too! They are skilled on using.......a certain type of weapon."
"What type of weapon?"
"Just wait and see."
"So tell me more about this group."
"Oh ok, why not? Well, there is only 5 of them but the coolest, most handsome, skilled out of the 5 of them is Duo Maxwell. 'He is quite the stud', women say."
"Oh cool! I wanna see him! I bet he's a total hottie!"
"Yeah, maybe he is your type!" said the guy, which he followed up with a laugh.
"What's so funny?" asked Acire.
"Nothing. What's your name?"
"Acire Selarom."
"Cool. Well, shall we go meet these 5 'rebels', as you say?"
"Lead the way."
The guy stood up from the chair and offered his hand to Acire. She took it and stood up and smiled at him. He then shook her hand.
"Nice to meet you, Acire Selarom. I AM Duo Maxwell." he said and laughed again.
She stopped smiling and almost fell over out of embarrassment.
By: DeathscytheChick
*~* I will only continue to write this story if people like it!*~*
Chapter 1: A Place To Belong To
The only sound Acire heard was her heart pounding, faint breathing noises coming from her mom and step dad's room, and the grandfather clock downstairs. She tiptoed her way to the stairs, when she came to her little sister's room. She went inside the room and saw her little 1 year old sister, Suki, sleeping in her crib. She looked like a doll. Acire cried while looking at her little Suki. Her tears trickled down to her chin and one droplet fell on Suki's cheek. Acire wiped it gently off the soft, pinkish cheek.
"I love you, Suki," whispered Acire " I will see you again someday, you know."
Acire then leaned over to kiss Suki's forehead. Acire quietly got out Suki's room and continued to inch towards the stairs, without looking inside her parents' room. She went down the stairs and towards the front door. She opened it slowly so it wouldn't creak, and without a second thought, stepped outside, and closed the door. She was free...and alone.
All that Acire took with her was what could fit into her backpack. A pack of chocolate cookies, in case she got hungry, two pairs of clothing, and 150 dollars in case she needed to buy anything. She had saved all 150 dollars from previous birthdays and allowance. She was 15 and free. She walked out of the walkway and on the street. She decided to go hide out somewhere or something like that. She decided to go the wild city where a bunch of opportunities awaited her. As she walked, she thought about what she had done. She had to do it. Her mom was a changed woman and was really mean. And her step dad was just the same. But then she thought about it. Was she running away from a simple problem with an even simpler solution?
She had finally made it to the big city. This particular street looked familiar but maybe she had never been there before. Now she had to look for a place to stay. This particular street, which was called Topa Street, as it read on the lamppost, was filled with energy. Neon lights were everywhere, lighting up the street. The smell of alcohol and cigarette smoke filled the air along with other things. Women dressed in provocative outfits were in every square inch of the street, trying to make a buck by selling their bodies. Acire shuddered at the site.
She walked until she came by a wide alley that was between a photo shop and an adult movie rental place.
"Looking for people with good reflexes." a voice in the alley said.
It caught her attention and she hid behind a Dumpster to listen in on the conversation. She sneaked a peek to see who was talking. There was two people. One was a man who looked like he was in his late 20's. He was bald and wearing a white muscle t-shirt with baggy jeans. The other person's back was facing Acire, but Acire could tell it was a woman from the long black hair flowing down her back.
" Good reflexes? What for?" asked the girl.
" They is gonna train ya to use some type of top secret weapon or machine, I heard."
Wow! Sounds cool, thought Acire. She got tired of squatting so she tried to stretch out her muscles. She accidentally kicked a beer glass back. All attention was now focused to Acire's hiding place. The woman turned around to reveal her clothing. It was a type of jumpsuit which was all blue and had a zipper down the middle.
" Whose there?" the man growled, and took out a pocket knife from his back pocket and flipped it opened.
Yikes I am in trouble! No!, Acire cried in her mind.
"Show yourself, dammit!" he continued.
"Stop it, Feld." the woman said calmly.
Her voice was sweet and it made Acire forget about her little situation for about, say, 3 seconds... The woman stepped closer towards Acire's hiding place.
"Rika, what are you doing!? He could be armed!!" yelled the man named Feld.
Rika, the woman, paid no attention to Feld's warning and found herself looking at a frightened teenage girl looking back up at her.
" Why it's only a little girl." said Rika with a hint of relief in her voice.
"What?" cried Feld in surprise.
"Give me your hand" Rika said, holding out her own.
It sounded more like an offer than a command. She couldn't imagine a voice like hers to sound mean. In any case, Acire obeyed and grabbed Rika's hand and got up.
"Bring her here." said Feld.
Rika directed Acire to Feld then stood behind her.
"What were you doing back there, girl?" demanded Feld.
Acire stood quiet.
"For God's sake, Feld, put your damn knife away! You are scaring her." protested Rika.
And that's exactly what he did.
"Now answer the question, shrimp!" Feld demanded.
"I only wanted to...please tell me what you were talking about just now...before you found me." Acire replied, pathetically.
"It's none of your damn business." said Feld, with unnecessary loudness.
"Shut up!" Rika said.
She turned to Acire and smiled.
"I'll tell you, but what's it to you?" she asked.
So Acire told Rika and Feld how she ran away from home because of her parents' harsh treatment and that she needed to find a place to stay.
"She's a damn runaway." said Feld.
"Hmmm... you're so small. This type of thing seems to dangerous." wondered Rika.
"Please tell me, please!" Acire begged.
"Fine. Feld heard that there's a small rebel group looking for recruits to help them fight some type of enemy. Ol' Feld here says that they use special type of weapons." Rika informed her.
Wow, I gotta find out more stuff about this group! I gotta join up with them!, Acire thought excitedly.
"So where is this rebel group?" asked Acire eagerly.
"Actually...I don't kn-" started Rika.
" I was gonna tell you until this shrimp showed up," interrupted Feld. " Most people that I know that know about this rebel group say they are hiding out at the old abandoned Beauchamp Factory. That's all I know."
"Thanks you guys...are you two going to try to join up with them?" asked Acire.
"Nope I ain't. You think I would put my life in danger, kid? Hell no." replied Feld.
Acire laughed to herself. Feld looked like the type to want to get into danger anytime he had the chance to.
"And you Rika?"
" Not I either." Rika said dryly.
Acire turned around to go to the factory but suddenly grew red in the face and turned to face Rika and Feld.
"Yeah what do you want now?" asked Feld.
"I don't know where the factory is...can you give me directions?" asked Acire, embarrassedly.
Rika giggled and told her the directions.
"That's a 5 mile walk, honey. Are you sure you want to go alone? I can take you on my Techbike."
"T-t-t-techbike! Wow!" exclaimed Acire.
A Techbike was the new wave of the future. They were motorcycle type vehicles that were able to go airborne and go at extra high speeds.
"Well...?" asked Rika.
"Let's Go!!" Acire answered.
"Later, Feld."
"See ya Rika.....hey kid, be careful out there." said Feld.
" I will, bye Feld."
"Come this way, kid." Rika instructed, pointing towards the back of the alley.
"Ok...."
"Heheheheheh..." Rika laughed.
"What's so funny?"
"I don't know your name."
"Oh that's right! It's Acire Selarom."
"Kinda peculiar, ain't it?"
"Umm...I guess."
Rika led the way deeper in to the alley. At the end of it, there was a glossy black Techbike. There was only one helmet hanging on the handlebars. Only one.
"Put it on, Acire"
"Are you sure?"
"Just do it."
Acire put on the helmet, which was black to match the bike. It was kind of heavy. Rika got on the bike.
"Get on and hang on tightly." Rika instructed.
Acire got on and hanged on to Rika's waist like if there was no tomorrow.
"Not that tight!"
"Oh sorry!"
"Whatever...here we go!"
Suddenly the two tires tucked themselves in and the bike was hovering a few feet up the ground. Acire was surprised out how silent the bike was. There was no sound at all, as if it never started up. Then it shot up.
"Whoa!!" yelled Acire.
The bike zoomed forward. Acire looked down and saw all the neon lights blending together. It was a good feeling to be up in the sky feeling the wind whipping her hair.
"Wanna go faster?" Rika challenged.
"You know it!"
A sudden burst of energy came from behind the bike and it was going faster then ever. Acire almost fell off. After 3 minutes, Rika slowed down the Techbike.
"See there's the factory."
Acire gasped at the factory's size. It was enormous and there was hardly no lights at all.
"What's wrong, Acire?"
"It's big and really..." her voice trailed off.
"Scary?" Rika offered.
"Yeah."
Rika descended the bike onto the factories big lot. The front gate was chained with a big padlock.
"Rika, what if no one is here? What do I do? I am stuck! The gate is locked from inside!"
"Calm down! Look there, at the gate. The chain isn't put tightly around the gate. Just wriggle through and...come back to the city...and I will be there."
The bikes tires finally slid out of the bike and the bike landed on the ground.
"Thanks, Rika."
Acire took of the helmet and handed it too Rika, who put it on the handlebars.
"Anytime, kiddo...Hey umm.. you seem afraid of being here. The best I can do is give you this."
Rika rummaged through her pockets on her suit and her hand came out with what seemed to be a Double A battery.
"I don't think this will come in handy." Acire said.
"Do you even know what it is?"
"A....battery?"
"No it's a flashlight...duh."
"Wow thanks! But it's so small! Will it even help out in such a big place? Isn't the light weak?"
"Why don't you see?"
Acire took the flashlight and turned her back towards Rika to avoid flashing it into her eyes. She found a little button on the side of the flashlight and pressed it. A huge beam of light came from the flashlight. It was certainly powerful. Acire kept pressing the button and fidgeting with the gadget. She turned around to face Rika to thank her.
"Thank you Ri-" Acire began to say.
Rika was gone. So was the Techbike. Acire looked at the sky and saw a tiny dot in the sky.
"Thanks." she said again.
Acire looked at the factory's opening. It was at least 5 times bigger than a garage opening. What was beyond the opening of the factory was unknown because it was so dark. Acire flashed the light towards the opening and trudged towards it. Then she heard a sound behind her, like a person dragging their feet against the gravel. Acire turned around but all she saw were 2 trashed up cars and a few oil barrels. She shrugged and turned towards the factory again and kept walking. The sound started again and Acire turned around.
"Rika are you back? Is that you? You know I am scared and this isn't funny!" Acire whispered loudly.
The sound was now behind her and she felt someone breathing on her neck. Before Acire could turn around, She felt an explosion of pain on the back of her head. The gravel rushed up to meet her and everything went black.
*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*
Acire slowly opened her eyes and saw another pair of eyes looking at her. They were blue eyes. Suddenly Acire remembered what happened and started screaming. The blue eyed person covered her mouth with their hand.
"Stop it! What's your problem? Is this the way you treat the person who saved you? You're safe, you know."
She felt better knowing she was safe and stopped screaming. She knew this blue eyed person was a guy from his voice. The guy took his hand off her mouth. He was Acire's age, maybe a bit older. She could see he had long, brown, hair that he had in a braid. His clothes were a bit strange, too. He was dressed all in black except for the white collar around his neck, making him look like some sort of priest.
Acire then focused on the room. It was well lit and small. She was sitting in a chair and the guy was sitting in another chair next to her. There was two other chairs in the room. One had her backpack and the other one was empty. There was a door in the corner.
"Where am I?"
"In the deepest darkest depths of the Beauchamp factory." the boy answered, jokingly.
"Huh? I am? Explain it all to me now!"
"Hold your horses, chick! What happened to the 'Hi what's your name!?'"
"Stop joking around! What happened to me outside? Someone hit me! It wasn't you was it? I came here to help out a group of rebels I heard about. Do you know anything about that?" asked Acire.
"Well, about your first question... some thugs were hanging out there and hit you behind your head with a 4x4. It seems they were after your cute little backpack there. I saw the whole thing. So I took matters into my own hands and got your backpack back." he said cracking his knuckles. "I kicked their asses so hard they begged for mercy." he finished off, with a laugh.
"So you saved me? Thank you." Acire said blushing.
"Yup. I had to carry you all the way here. But no problem at all."
"And about the rebels?" asked Acire.
"Oh yeah! I know about them, too. Actually I know them, personally." he boasted.
"Really!? What are they like? Are they all mean and strict?" said Acire, eyes glittering.
"Not even! They are really fun to hang out with! They are all about our age, too! They are skilled on using.......a certain type of weapon."
"What type of weapon?"
"Just wait and see."
"So tell me more about this group."
"Oh ok, why not? Well, there is only 5 of them but the coolest, most handsome, skilled out of the 5 of them is Duo Maxwell. 'He is quite the stud', women say."
"Oh cool! I wanna see him! I bet he's a total hottie!"
"Yeah, maybe he is your type!" said the guy, which he followed up with a laugh.
"What's so funny?" asked Acire.
"Nothing. What's your name?"
"Acire Selarom."
"Cool. Well, shall we go meet these 5 'rebels', as you say?"
"Lead the way."
The guy stood up from the chair and offered his hand to Acire. She took it and stood up and smiled at him. He then shook her hand.
"Nice to meet you, Acire Selarom. I AM Duo Maxwell." he said and laughed again.
She stopped smiling and almost fell over out of embarrassment.