Amy: Okay, this is a very good story that my friend Rob wrote. I repeat, Rob wrote it! Not me! I'm only posting it for him because he couldn't sign up for FF.Net. Hope you enjoy!
Part 10: As the Wheel Turns
Back down at the ground, he ran toward the other him, trying to stop him from detonating the bob, but it was already too late. He detonated it; his eyes seeing the wheel come of at the joint, which was blown up. As he saw it drop, with some quick thinking, he pressed the button on his watch, watching it as if it were in slow motion, the Ferris wheel fell to the ground, all he heard was screams… those of innocents and the ones he loved and cared for… Suddenly out of no where a loud crash was heard as a giant hand caught the wheel's center in its grasp, as it stopped. The large figure, almost human like, held the wheel in its grasp. As the people looked to it, it was large, fifty feet in length, its colors red and golden, with blue mixed in. Its eyes glowed in a gentle green, kind of soothing to the sight. On its right should was written "Katrina," this being the mobile suit, the Gundam. It had saved the day.
Suddenly while toe good Rob was sighing in relief, a punch came right into his face, knocking him out almost instantly. The evil him took his watch, took the one he was wearing as he tossed it into his face, placing it on his own wrist, no running, pressing a button, opening the cockpit door. He jumped into the suit, activating the Gundam. Turning it into the manual pilot, he placed down the wheel, taking off the cabin with Amy and Katrina inside, blasting off in the other direction.
As the good Rob was lying on the ground, people surrounded him, him getting up, looking all around. "Where'd he go! Where is he?!?"
They all looked to him with a stunned face. He looked to a little kid, seeing him look to him. "You kid… where'd the man in black go?" The boy pointed up, and as Rob looked he saw the blue beams of light from the verniers as the mobile suit took off, him knowing where he was headed; the Hover Dam.
Part 11: The Fight of the Century
Rob was once more in his underground bunker, searching for something. He found it; it was an old box. Opening it up, he took out a pair of dog tags, and a watch; he pressed a button, a large hatch suddenly opened outside of the park. Rising from it was another mobile suit; a Gundam, looking almost exactly like the Katrina, except for the fact what was written on the shoulder was "GP-00."
Now he left the shed, and climbed into the new mobile suit, and he blasted off toward the bridge arriving, seeing the other him with the cart still in his hand.
"How did I know you'd come here?" Rob said over the intercom, spectators from the dam could see them both, being amazed at the sight of these two monstrous robots.
"You know me better than anyone else; as I know you better than anyone else. In fact, I knew where'd the best place to kill you would be, and that was here. I know all about your fear of water Rob… I know, cause I once had it, but not since I was taken from your measly little weak body. I now have my own; so much better, so much stronger… you must envy me."
"Envy you?" He laughs loudly, "You think I envy you? No, I would never envy someone as weak as you are… without a heart, a man is nothing."
"You speak of weaknesses, you're the epitome of weakness, I am so much more powerful, who needs a heart anyway? What's love? I don't sure as hell need it, I didn't need it when I was in bed with Katrina, now did I?"
"You speak too much. You should shut your damn mouth."
"Oh, now the BIG and BAD Rob wants a piece of me, why not come and get it?"
"Put them down first, then I am all yours."
"Oh, now, put them DOWN?" he smirked lightly and laughed. "I will put them down, right into a watery grave." He dropped the cabin, still laughing. Rob blasted in, and tried to catch the cabin, which he was successful in doing. He places it on solid ground blasting off once more to meet himself.
"Now you listen here… we will fight right now, right here, to see who the better man is. Will you fight me, or will you chicken out."
He cracked his knuckles and smirked to himself. " I am always ready to fight, and now I am more eager than ever. Bring it on, if you can."
With that the battle began. Them both pulling out their beam sabers. They blasted toward each other, the two connecting at the center point. The pink beams sparked and crackled as they pulled apart once more slashing at one another, each being able to block the others attack. No matter what, they would block one another attacks, their fighting abilities being totally equal to each other. The kept on coming at each other, knowing they could not beat one another.
"Your good," said the good Rob.
"As are you, but I still am better." He still came lunging at him with the saber, still having his attack being blocked.
"Damn you to hell!" the evil him once again dove at him, sending the saber, then a punch with the free hand, the good one bringing his fist up to catch the other, blocking with the saber. Sparks and flashes of saber energy pour from the two sabers, which met, as a brilliant flash of pink light exploded as the both thrusted back wards. The two looked at each other intently, sweat pouring down their faces. They each knew they could not defeat the other. They knew that this next attack would have to be the final one. With a deep glance they thrusted at each other, pointing their sabers at each other. They met in another brilliant show of lights, as they each pierced the others suit, the evils being pierced through the chest, as was the goods. Each injury sparked and crackled, before they crashed into the dam, the evils suit slowly slipping down, the goods getting jammed into the dam. As it feel, the evil one lunged out of his, landing on the good suit's leg. He quickly went up to the cockpit, opening it up and pulling the good one out, trying to toss him out of it.
"Damn you," he said as the good one caught onto his leg, holding on tightly, looking downward to see the other one landing at the bottom of the dam, water splashing upward toward them, the water covering the both of them, the suit slowly slipping downward.
"I won't let go!" the good screamed, feeling his grip slipping down as the evil shock violently trying to get him off of himself.
"You nuance! Let go of me" he still shook violently trying to get himself off… well, himself.
The good Rob began to climb up him; getting knocked down once more as the evil him let one hand go to ram his fist into his gut. The good one would not let go, as he continued up, climbing upward, kneeing him in the stomach, climbing back up into the cockpit. The evil one grabbed his foot, trying to pull him down.
"If I die, your gonna die with me!" he laughed insanely as he wrapped both arms around his foot.
"You're the only one who is going to die today." With a smirk, he pulled his desert eagle from his pants, pointing the gun right at his face. "Good bye" with that he pulled the trigger, forcing him back into the cockpit seat. The sound of tearing flesh pierced as it went through his shoulder, his grip now loose, as he fell down into the dam, screaming, wailing his arms around before he hit the water.
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Over at the dam's edge, the onlookers, Amy and Katrina all looked on as they watched the body fall into the water, a loud, almost crashing sound was heard echoing through the dam's valley.
"My God…" said Katrina, worried her love was now dead.
"Look!" Amy said, as the other one left the cockpit, climbing up. "I hope that's the good him… NO!" she screamed as she watched the suit fall down into the dam, taking the last Rob with it.
Part 12: A Fight To Stay Alive
While at the suit, Rob slowly climbed out, as the suit slipped and began to fall down into the dam. Falling back into the cockpit, the suit rumbled and shaked as it fell. Looking all around and with some quick thinking, he grabbed the emergency pack, pulling out a grappling hook, going outside, looking down at the water which was quickly coming towards him, then looking back up, aiming the hook at something, anything he could get onto. Seeing the railing by the onlookers, he fired it, hoping it would connect, as it did, the onlookers jumping back at the sight. Pressing the retract button, he quickly was sent up toward them, looking down as his suit also hit the water with a giant splash, the shock wave of the water covering him, but holding on tightly he soon reached the top, to meet with Amy and Katrina once more. They looked at him, his lengthy hair, his normal clothes, and they knew it was him. The both ran and hugged him tightly, as he deeply breathed in, looking to them.
"Its over… it's finally over…"
One Year Later…
Katrina and Rob were lying in bed at their place, holding each other tightly kissing each other gently but passionately. They broke it to look to each other, Katrina breaking the silence.
"It's been so great Rob, us, now being married and all, so much that's happened."
"Yes and things are so great now, no more worries about the past, nothing we must fear."
"Yeah, but you realize; it's been exactly a year since…"
"I know, it felt like so long ago, I will never forget that day, ever…"
They watched as the TV came on, a special bulletin coming on.
"Today is the one year anniversary of the fair bombing, where twenty two people were murdered and dozens more injured in the blast. Many of those who were killed were in the fun house that was there, and was destroyed. With this, we have the only known footage of that incident-" A tape began to play, as they watched it, seeing the stage being blown to shreds, as well as the concession stands, and an the fun house, the tape once again returning to the reporter. "The one good point of that day was the miraculous appearance of what could only be descried as a "Giant robot". The tapes cut once more to the Ferris wheel, the bomb going off, as the watched his Gundam appear and save the day. They then cut back into the reporter. "What was this wondrous thing? Who controls it? This question may never be answered…"
The TV suddenly shut off as Katrina lifted the remote and turned it off, looking to him. "My hero." She kissed him softly as they lied back down, holding to each other tightly. Next door, a watchful eye kept on them, seeing them through a window of this abandoned house. They eye was blue; it was his eye, the eye of the evil Rob, such anger… such hatred could be seen, as it almost turned into red from its evil. He was devising another plan, a plan for revenge, and he knew it would soon come into effect…
To Be Continued…
Part 10: As the Wheel Turns
Back down at the ground, he ran toward the other him, trying to stop him from detonating the bob, but it was already too late. He detonated it; his eyes seeing the wheel come of at the joint, which was blown up. As he saw it drop, with some quick thinking, he pressed the button on his watch, watching it as if it were in slow motion, the Ferris wheel fell to the ground, all he heard was screams… those of innocents and the ones he loved and cared for… Suddenly out of no where a loud crash was heard as a giant hand caught the wheel's center in its grasp, as it stopped. The large figure, almost human like, held the wheel in its grasp. As the people looked to it, it was large, fifty feet in length, its colors red and golden, with blue mixed in. Its eyes glowed in a gentle green, kind of soothing to the sight. On its right should was written "Katrina," this being the mobile suit, the Gundam. It had saved the day.
Suddenly while toe good Rob was sighing in relief, a punch came right into his face, knocking him out almost instantly. The evil him took his watch, took the one he was wearing as he tossed it into his face, placing it on his own wrist, no running, pressing a button, opening the cockpit door. He jumped into the suit, activating the Gundam. Turning it into the manual pilot, he placed down the wheel, taking off the cabin with Amy and Katrina inside, blasting off in the other direction.
As the good Rob was lying on the ground, people surrounded him, him getting up, looking all around. "Where'd he go! Where is he?!?"
They all looked to him with a stunned face. He looked to a little kid, seeing him look to him. "You kid… where'd the man in black go?" The boy pointed up, and as Rob looked he saw the blue beams of light from the verniers as the mobile suit took off, him knowing where he was headed; the Hover Dam.
Part 11: The Fight of the Century
Rob was once more in his underground bunker, searching for something. He found it; it was an old box. Opening it up, he took out a pair of dog tags, and a watch; he pressed a button, a large hatch suddenly opened outside of the park. Rising from it was another mobile suit; a Gundam, looking almost exactly like the Katrina, except for the fact what was written on the shoulder was "GP-00."
Now he left the shed, and climbed into the new mobile suit, and he blasted off toward the bridge arriving, seeing the other him with the cart still in his hand.
"How did I know you'd come here?" Rob said over the intercom, spectators from the dam could see them both, being amazed at the sight of these two monstrous robots.
"You know me better than anyone else; as I know you better than anyone else. In fact, I knew where'd the best place to kill you would be, and that was here. I know all about your fear of water Rob… I know, cause I once had it, but not since I was taken from your measly little weak body. I now have my own; so much better, so much stronger… you must envy me."
"Envy you?" He laughs loudly, "You think I envy you? No, I would never envy someone as weak as you are… without a heart, a man is nothing."
"You speak of weaknesses, you're the epitome of weakness, I am so much more powerful, who needs a heart anyway? What's love? I don't sure as hell need it, I didn't need it when I was in bed with Katrina, now did I?"
"You speak too much. You should shut your damn mouth."
"Oh, now the BIG and BAD Rob wants a piece of me, why not come and get it?"
"Put them down first, then I am all yours."
"Oh, now, put them DOWN?" he smirked lightly and laughed. "I will put them down, right into a watery grave." He dropped the cabin, still laughing. Rob blasted in, and tried to catch the cabin, which he was successful in doing. He places it on solid ground blasting off once more to meet himself.
"Now you listen here… we will fight right now, right here, to see who the better man is. Will you fight me, or will you chicken out."
He cracked his knuckles and smirked to himself. " I am always ready to fight, and now I am more eager than ever. Bring it on, if you can."
With that the battle began. Them both pulling out their beam sabers. They blasted toward each other, the two connecting at the center point. The pink beams sparked and crackled as they pulled apart once more slashing at one another, each being able to block the others attack. No matter what, they would block one another attacks, their fighting abilities being totally equal to each other. The kept on coming at each other, knowing they could not beat one another.
"Your good," said the good Rob.
"As are you, but I still am better." He still came lunging at him with the saber, still having his attack being blocked.
"Damn you to hell!" the evil him once again dove at him, sending the saber, then a punch with the free hand, the good one bringing his fist up to catch the other, blocking with the saber. Sparks and flashes of saber energy pour from the two sabers, which met, as a brilliant flash of pink light exploded as the both thrusted back wards. The two looked at each other intently, sweat pouring down their faces. They each knew they could not defeat the other. They knew that this next attack would have to be the final one. With a deep glance they thrusted at each other, pointing their sabers at each other. They met in another brilliant show of lights, as they each pierced the others suit, the evils being pierced through the chest, as was the goods. Each injury sparked and crackled, before they crashed into the dam, the evils suit slowly slipping down, the goods getting jammed into the dam. As it feel, the evil one lunged out of his, landing on the good suit's leg. He quickly went up to the cockpit, opening it up and pulling the good one out, trying to toss him out of it.
"Damn you," he said as the good one caught onto his leg, holding on tightly, looking downward to see the other one landing at the bottom of the dam, water splashing upward toward them, the water covering the both of them, the suit slowly slipping downward.
"I won't let go!" the good screamed, feeling his grip slipping down as the evil shock violently trying to get him off of himself.
"You nuance! Let go of me" he still shook violently trying to get himself off… well, himself.
The good Rob began to climb up him; getting knocked down once more as the evil him let one hand go to ram his fist into his gut. The good one would not let go, as he continued up, climbing upward, kneeing him in the stomach, climbing back up into the cockpit. The evil one grabbed his foot, trying to pull him down.
"If I die, your gonna die with me!" he laughed insanely as he wrapped both arms around his foot.
"You're the only one who is going to die today." With a smirk, he pulled his desert eagle from his pants, pointing the gun right at his face. "Good bye" with that he pulled the trigger, forcing him back into the cockpit seat. The sound of tearing flesh pierced as it went through his shoulder, his grip now loose, as he fell down into the dam, screaming, wailing his arms around before he hit the water.
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Over at the dam's edge, the onlookers, Amy and Katrina all looked on as they watched the body fall into the water, a loud, almost crashing sound was heard echoing through the dam's valley.
"My God…" said Katrina, worried her love was now dead.
"Look!" Amy said, as the other one left the cockpit, climbing up. "I hope that's the good him… NO!" she screamed as she watched the suit fall down into the dam, taking the last Rob with it.
Part 12: A Fight To Stay Alive
While at the suit, Rob slowly climbed out, as the suit slipped and began to fall down into the dam. Falling back into the cockpit, the suit rumbled and shaked as it fell. Looking all around and with some quick thinking, he grabbed the emergency pack, pulling out a grappling hook, going outside, looking down at the water which was quickly coming towards him, then looking back up, aiming the hook at something, anything he could get onto. Seeing the railing by the onlookers, he fired it, hoping it would connect, as it did, the onlookers jumping back at the sight. Pressing the retract button, he quickly was sent up toward them, looking down as his suit also hit the water with a giant splash, the shock wave of the water covering him, but holding on tightly he soon reached the top, to meet with Amy and Katrina once more. They looked at him, his lengthy hair, his normal clothes, and they knew it was him. The both ran and hugged him tightly, as he deeply breathed in, looking to them.
"Its over… it's finally over…"
One Year Later…
Katrina and Rob were lying in bed at their place, holding each other tightly kissing each other gently but passionately. They broke it to look to each other, Katrina breaking the silence.
"It's been so great Rob, us, now being married and all, so much that's happened."
"Yes and things are so great now, no more worries about the past, nothing we must fear."
"Yeah, but you realize; it's been exactly a year since…"
"I know, it felt like so long ago, I will never forget that day, ever…"
They watched as the TV came on, a special bulletin coming on.
"Today is the one year anniversary of the fair bombing, where twenty two people were murdered and dozens more injured in the blast. Many of those who were killed were in the fun house that was there, and was destroyed. With this, we have the only known footage of that incident-" A tape began to play, as they watched it, seeing the stage being blown to shreds, as well as the concession stands, and an the fun house, the tape once again returning to the reporter. "The one good point of that day was the miraculous appearance of what could only be descried as a "Giant robot". The tapes cut once more to the Ferris wheel, the bomb going off, as the watched his Gundam appear and save the day. They then cut back into the reporter. "What was this wondrous thing? Who controls it? This question may never be answered…"
The TV suddenly shut off as Katrina lifted the remote and turned it off, looking to him. "My hero." She kissed him softly as they lied back down, holding to each other tightly. Next door, a watchful eye kept on them, seeing them through a window of this abandoned house. They eye was blue; it was his eye, the eye of the evil Rob, such anger… such hatred could be seen, as it almost turned into red from its evil. He was devising another plan, a plan for revenge, and he knew it would soon come into effect…
To Be Continued…