Chapter 1
I stood with my blond hair cut short to right bellow my ears, or at least it was shorter than I had it before I got it cut, but about any hair was shorter then three feet of long dark brown braids. I used to wear it up in about ten small braids, but those days were over. I had contacts in my eyes changing them from their normal dark purple inherited from my mother to a deep forest green. I had to change most of my normal coloring, which was still bothering me. I wore the basic tryout suit, blue pants and a matching polo shirt. I wasn't sure why Oz chose that particular style but as long as I wasn't wearing a skirt I was happy.
I'd stashed all of the things I brought with me in a renting space. Twelve by six feet where I could put anything I wanted. I had about five trunks of personal junk and cloths, most of which I just bought in case Oz went to check it out. I hoped they wouldn't look to the back three. The biggest held weapons, quite a few. The next had clothes and accessories Alex Yuy would use. The third was paperwork and contacts I might use, along with a few other things. All of it wouldn't be touched until I thought it would be right to blow my cover. The only personal item I kept with me was a ring my dad had given me. I usually wore it on a necklace, but I didn't mind keeping it with me in a pocket for safety's sake.
As it came to be my turn I handed over my registration forms to the lady filing all the trainees into the computer. I smiled to myself. The forms were complete with a physical, background information, tons of paperwork and picture I.D., all fake, of course. It wasn't hard to get them. The black market was everywhere, space colonies included. The hard part would be pulling of this act. I had never been much of an actress, that had always been Julia.
I shook my head; I could pull it off. I had to. It didn't matter much at the moment anyway. I had a test to get to that was a bit more important. Getting into Oz was the important thing at the moment. First there was a written exam, then a math test, then a shooting drill, and at last, my favorite part, a mobile suit mock battle.
I followed all the other trainees into another room where the exam would take place.
There were no familiar faces, which was a very good thing. If anyone recognized me I'd be in big trouble, more trouble then even I could handle. I, Alex Yuy, was one of the most wanted 'criminals' of the century, or at least the decade. I wasn't sure I beat my dad, or the other gundam pilots for that matter. But I was getting close.
The test was simple. At least a two hundred words in an essay on why I wanted to join Oz. It was clearly written that two hundred was the minimum and only that. More points for more words and if it didn't break six hundred you couldn't get the maximum points, not even half of the maximum points. Luckily for me I love to write and was able to pull off more then eight hundreds words. Expressing clearly in about eight different ways why I wanted to join Oz to destroy the rebels and gundam slime who destroyed our world and its peace.
Next came the math test. I filled out every answer knowing I was right. They asked for nothing too difficult, and even if they had I had passed every math test through college I knew of. I was the first one done. After turning in my test I went and waited in the next room where several targets had been set up.
The room slowly filled up with other people as they gradually finished the test.
As with everything else they tested on I was rather good at shooting. I hit every target in almost the exact center on the first two sets of targets. Come the third I realized that my aiming skills that I was showing off didn't entirely fit my story of a young boy of 17 (the age required to join Oz) from the space colony 8412. A gundam pilot had just destroyed this particular colony, none of the people here knew it had been my good friend Tarmine. It was a military based colony that she felt needed to go bye bye.
I purposely missed the next five targets then did only somewhat good on the rest. Even with my last minute change in mind the scores showed me being the third best out of the thirty people trying out. Only one person had hit them all, if I had tried there would have been two.
The mock battle was easy to understand. The thirty of us were facing 80 Mobile dolls. Our ammo was real, there's wasn't. If they 'killed' you then you were dead and had to leave the battle. Personally I wasn't planning on being amongst the deceased. The trick to the battle is as every doll dies the others get stronger. So all together they always have the same strength. Even if you take out half of them the others strengths would multiply so the skill level would change.
So when there was only one left I might have a challenge.
I laughed at the thought. In a gundam it might be true, but in a space Leo… It would be a problem. I just hoped my skills would let me stay till the end.
"What're you laughing at?" A tall boy behind me asked simply, not being rude, just curious. I stared into his dark electric blue eyes which matched his black hair that was pointy on the top where it had been died such a dark blue it was almost black. The whole effect made him look elfish, not a cute little elf, but more of a dangerous trickster. Adding his regular looks and tricky smile, he looked even more a trickster but not at all dangerous.
I smiled back at him, "Nothing of great importance." It wasn't a lie, and as long as I didn't lie and didn't tell who I really was I wouldn't have much of a problem. Which was why the act would be difficult. I hated lying no matter how good I was at it and I'd have to lie to every one. "So who're you?" I asked.
"Vince," he answered, "but friends just call me V."
I raised an eyebrow. "So I'm a friend or are you just telling me that for the heck of it."
My comment made him laugh. "I'm quick to make friends and quicker to make enemies, two of my greatest faults. If you want to be my friend I'm not stopping you, but we'd better get to the test lest they begin without us."
Surprised I noticed then that everyone else was leaving. Then hurriedly I grabbed my helmet and followed them to the docs where we each got into our suits. In the cockpit I waited for our commander to give the order to begin, lecturing myself on not doing too good on the test. Then thirty suits started up and my mind went blank and switched to combat mode. Instinct took over as the battle began.
I separated myself from the other trainees, not knowing them well enough to judge their moves. Chances were I'd forget who they were and would expect Julia to guard my back or Zero to finish one of them off. Fighting solo would be the best way to handle things.
I quickly checked my weapons, nothing but a second-class beam rifle and a machine gun. The beam rifle being the primary weapon I attached it to my suits right arm and the machine gun to its left. I finished setting up just in time for three suits had just come up to face me. I activated all the programs the Oz personnel turned off to see who knew it was there and how to get to it. A minor shield came up along with a scanner to see where every suit and doll was.
I waited for the dolls to come, they surrounded me, as I expected. Then shot out as one. I shot away turning to shoot back at one of them, destroying it as I cursed my suits slow speed. In my gundam, RedZero, I could have killed them all in the same time it took me to hit one. Now I had to use something I didn't need much in my normal suit, caution.
The two remaining dolls followed me away. I was facing them and moving backwards, preparing for attack. The moment came and I shot forward towards them, not bothering to shoot till I was past them both and had turned to face them. Both exploded from the bullets shot out by my machine gun.
As soon as they were gone I examined the battle. Half the trainees were already out, the dolls held the advantage. More dolls noticed me and I had to stop watching to fight, which was okay because I preferred fighting. I backed up the same way as before, but they made a formation that destroyed any possibility of me doing the same attack again. There were four suits on me, preparing together to attack.
Dodging to the side I shot my beam again, missing my target but shooting the doll behind it. I shoot another two with the machine gun. The last doll was taken care of easily and once again I turned to see where the battle was.
Six people remained besides me. They were fighting off another thirty dolls. The dolls were trying to separate them, which would make it all the harder to defeat the dolls. I wasn't sure what I could handle, not in this suit, but I'd give it my all. I joined the other trainees. One of them seemed to have taken over the group.
"Okay guys, this is what we've been training for. It's just going to be harder from here out but if we stick together we might be able to make it through." I heard V's voice over the com. system I hadn't known was working.
At the same time I realized that these guys knew each other. They'd been practicing for this, most likely together. They knew what they were doing and I'd only get in the way. I watched them set up, aware the dolls were doing the same, and that I was the only one standing around doing nothing. I was also beginning to get rather annoyed with this slow space Leo and wanting something better, anything better.
I shook my head, no use wanting, just fight. I got behind the six remaining fighters.
"Hey V, good luck. I'm going to try to solo some as to not get in the way. Have fun." I said over the com. He didn't reply, but he didn't have to. The dolls attacked, surrounding us. I shoot up and away, knowing several dolls would follow. Most would stay with the others so the odds shouldn't be that bad. They were anyway.
To my surprise seven dolls had followed me. I whistled excepting the challenge and knowing they'd be harder then the others.
"Here goes." I whispered to no one.
Putting my machine gun into action I fired several rounds at the lot of them, but I only hit one. They were getting better, and I loved a challenge.
Two came from above me, one from in front, and three from behind. I waited until the last possible moment to move out of the way as they all fired beams at me. I dodged, barely, and fired my rifle at the one that had come from in front, and my machine gun at the three from behind. Two more dolls exploded, I didn't spend much time looking at them as the others already began to attack again.
I took out one more with my rifle, and another not long after, but it was getting harder to avoid their shots and attempts to tackle me. They were getting faster, and my suit didn't seem to realize it had to do the same. For just a moment it froze and wouldn't move. That was all it took for me to get hit. I cried out at the impact. The shoots might not be real but they had the system react as it normally would in regular combat. The three dolls that were left began to close in for the kill.
A beam came from behind me hitting one of the dolls that in turn slammed into the one behind it killing both.
"I hope you don't mind my help," came V's voice, "but I got separated from the others and I expect you to return the favor."
I grinned, "You can help anytime."
I blew up the last doll on me, then turned to help V who had brought ten dolls with him, and glanced at the battle. Three people were there fighting eleven more.
"Quite a bit followed you." I murmured.
He laughed, "They knew I was heading over to you and that you were good."
We went at it with the remaining dolls, covering each other as we took out another five of the dolls. Things where going rather well until V got shot by a doll which had come up from behind. Suddenly there were fifteen dolls on us. I glanced at radar and saw we were the only ones left.
"Oh shit," I said.
"This isn't good," V agreed.
I got behind him, ready to move at any moment. The dolls surrounded us, they were everywhere, above us and below us, on all sides, everywhere.
"Do these things have a self destruct?" V asked.
I gasped, "Don't even think it. You don't actually blow up so these things won't die."
"Oh well, it was a thought." I could almost sense him smiling before he spoke next. "I hope this'll work then." He said pulling out a green beam sword, somewhat like the one I had on RedZero.
I didn't ask where he got it. I didn't have time.
I dived into the crowd of dolls, aware they were firing, this time the bullets were real. God what were they doing? Luckily though, because of that they shot themselves and saved me some trouble. Meanwhile V was hacking away with his sword as a doll finally got him. With a small minor explosion his system went down leaving me with the eight remaining dolls. They all faced me. I charged up the boosters and flew over to V at top speed as he left the battlefield, grabbing his sword right before he went inside. I turned to meet my targets, and realized I was the target.
I zoomed away from the dolls avoiding the bullets and beams, knowing they were faster and stronger than my suit but not caring in the slightest because I didn't lose fights to dolls. If they were other people I'd probably give up but no artificial intelligence would screw up my fight.
Of course the game of cats and mouse didn't amuse me much, either, and because of that I finally turned to meet them, last minute. My boosters were still on and I used every ounce of speed this old piece of junk had to slash my way through three of the dolls. The sword was good, and it was what I was used to, my weapon, just what I used. A beam hit me in that back, a real beam. Five dolls left, five very good dolls.
I didn't care how good they were.
They became two groups, the first showering me with small laser blasts, but I dodged through them. The second group, which had only two dolls, joined forces to build up a very powerful beam with their rifles. I pulled out my rifle I had put away in order to use the sword and fired it out at them just in time for it to meat their beam.
Just then I realized this wasn't some second class rifle, they had put restraints on it so I couldn't use it to its full potential. That fact ticked me off, especially when if I lost it would hurt. I made up my mind in an instant and spent a whole thirty seconds hacking into the program to make this suit and rifle work to their full potential.
The beam suddenly grew and over powered the dolls'. They both exploded leaving me with three more to deal with. I aimed the machine gun strait in front of me, even though the dolls were behind. Suddenly I put my suit into action and spun around to face the dolls as I blasted outwards, firing I destroyed three of them.
One left, but hadn't there only been three to kill?
It held no weapon but a blue beam sword. I smiled. Who ever designed these things seamed to know how to play on people's interests.
Looking closer at the doll I noticed it wasn't a mobile doll, but a Leo space suit. "Hey, just thought since you had destroyed the rest of the dolls we'd test your skills on a person."
"V?" I asked, "I thought you were out."
"I was never in." he stated, "I'm Vince Barton, son of Mathew Barton leader of the Barton foundation and one of the head commanders in Oz. I've been in the organization for years. I show up at these try-outs to see who has potential. It seams you have quite a bit."
I dropped the guns letting them float into space.
"So you want to fight." I said, my voice cold and emotionless. It was my fighting voice, the heartless voice that makes you feel there's no hope in fighting. My father always said part of the battle is making sure you know you can win, and making sure your opponent knows it, too. "Say the word."
"Go."
He moved like lightning, but, then again, so did I. With the right pilots even a Leo could be a deadly weapon. Our swords clashed together throwing sparks in all directions. We moved throughout the battle zone, neither getting the advantage over the other, and all the while I wished I could fight him in a gundam, that would be a battle I'd enjoy. He could have any mobile suit he wanted to fight in, even a gundam of his own.
As our swords struck yet again I pulled back. "This fight is meaningless, it won't end." I stated.
"Your right." He said, "but I had to see just how good you are." He paused for a moment. "Let's go inside."
I stood with my blond hair cut short to right bellow my ears, or at least it was shorter than I had it before I got it cut, but about any hair was shorter then three feet of long dark brown braids. I used to wear it up in about ten small braids, but those days were over. I had contacts in my eyes changing them from their normal dark purple inherited from my mother to a deep forest green. I had to change most of my normal coloring, which was still bothering me. I wore the basic tryout suit, blue pants and a matching polo shirt. I wasn't sure why Oz chose that particular style but as long as I wasn't wearing a skirt I was happy.
I'd stashed all of the things I brought with me in a renting space. Twelve by six feet where I could put anything I wanted. I had about five trunks of personal junk and cloths, most of which I just bought in case Oz went to check it out. I hoped they wouldn't look to the back three. The biggest held weapons, quite a few. The next had clothes and accessories Alex Yuy would use. The third was paperwork and contacts I might use, along with a few other things. All of it wouldn't be touched until I thought it would be right to blow my cover. The only personal item I kept with me was a ring my dad had given me. I usually wore it on a necklace, but I didn't mind keeping it with me in a pocket for safety's sake.
As it came to be my turn I handed over my registration forms to the lady filing all the trainees into the computer. I smiled to myself. The forms were complete with a physical, background information, tons of paperwork and picture I.D., all fake, of course. It wasn't hard to get them. The black market was everywhere, space colonies included. The hard part would be pulling of this act. I had never been much of an actress, that had always been Julia.
I shook my head; I could pull it off. I had to. It didn't matter much at the moment anyway. I had a test to get to that was a bit more important. Getting into Oz was the important thing at the moment. First there was a written exam, then a math test, then a shooting drill, and at last, my favorite part, a mobile suit mock battle.
I followed all the other trainees into another room where the exam would take place.
There were no familiar faces, which was a very good thing. If anyone recognized me I'd be in big trouble, more trouble then even I could handle. I, Alex Yuy, was one of the most wanted 'criminals' of the century, or at least the decade. I wasn't sure I beat my dad, or the other gundam pilots for that matter. But I was getting close.
The test was simple. At least a two hundred words in an essay on why I wanted to join Oz. It was clearly written that two hundred was the minimum and only that. More points for more words and if it didn't break six hundred you couldn't get the maximum points, not even half of the maximum points. Luckily for me I love to write and was able to pull off more then eight hundreds words. Expressing clearly in about eight different ways why I wanted to join Oz to destroy the rebels and gundam slime who destroyed our world and its peace.
Next came the math test. I filled out every answer knowing I was right. They asked for nothing too difficult, and even if they had I had passed every math test through college I knew of. I was the first one done. After turning in my test I went and waited in the next room where several targets had been set up.
The room slowly filled up with other people as they gradually finished the test.
As with everything else they tested on I was rather good at shooting. I hit every target in almost the exact center on the first two sets of targets. Come the third I realized that my aiming skills that I was showing off didn't entirely fit my story of a young boy of 17 (the age required to join Oz) from the space colony 8412. A gundam pilot had just destroyed this particular colony, none of the people here knew it had been my good friend Tarmine. It was a military based colony that she felt needed to go bye bye.
I purposely missed the next five targets then did only somewhat good on the rest. Even with my last minute change in mind the scores showed me being the third best out of the thirty people trying out. Only one person had hit them all, if I had tried there would have been two.
The mock battle was easy to understand. The thirty of us were facing 80 Mobile dolls. Our ammo was real, there's wasn't. If they 'killed' you then you were dead and had to leave the battle. Personally I wasn't planning on being amongst the deceased. The trick to the battle is as every doll dies the others get stronger. So all together they always have the same strength. Even if you take out half of them the others strengths would multiply so the skill level would change.
So when there was only one left I might have a challenge.
I laughed at the thought. In a gundam it might be true, but in a space Leo… It would be a problem. I just hoped my skills would let me stay till the end.
"What're you laughing at?" A tall boy behind me asked simply, not being rude, just curious. I stared into his dark electric blue eyes which matched his black hair that was pointy on the top where it had been died such a dark blue it was almost black. The whole effect made him look elfish, not a cute little elf, but more of a dangerous trickster. Adding his regular looks and tricky smile, he looked even more a trickster but not at all dangerous.
I smiled back at him, "Nothing of great importance." It wasn't a lie, and as long as I didn't lie and didn't tell who I really was I wouldn't have much of a problem. Which was why the act would be difficult. I hated lying no matter how good I was at it and I'd have to lie to every one. "So who're you?" I asked.
"Vince," he answered, "but friends just call me V."
I raised an eyebrow. "So I'm a friend or are you just telling me that for the heck of it."
My comment made him laugh. "I'm quick to make friends and quicker to make enemies, two of my greatest faults. If you want to be my friend I'm not stopping you, but we'd better get to the test lest they begin without us."
Surprised I noticed then that everyone else was leaving. Then hurriedly I grabbed my helmet and followed them to the docs where we each got into our suits. In the cockpit I waited for our commander to give the order to begin, lecturing myself on not doing too good on the test. Then thirty suits started up and my mind went blank and switched to combat mode. Instinct took over as the battle began.
I separated myself from the other trainees, not knowing them well enough to judge their moves. Chances were I'd forget who they were and would expect Julia to guard my back or Zero to finish one of them off. Fighting solo would be the best way to handle things.
I quickly checked my weapons, nothing but a second-class beam rifle and a machine gun. The beam rifle being the primary weapon I attached it to my suits right arm and the machine gun to its left. I finished setting up just in time for three suits had just come up to face me. I activated all the programs the Oz personnel turned off to see who knew it was there and how to get to it. A minor shield came up along with a scanner to see where every suit and doll was.
I waited for the dolls to come, they surrounded me, as I expected. Then shot out as one. I shot away turning to shoot back at one of them, destroying it as I cursed my suits slow speed. In my gundam, RedZero, I could have killed them all in the same time it took me to hit one. Now I had to use something I didn't need much in my normal suit, caution.
The two remaining dolls followed me away. I was facing them and moving backwards, preparing for attack. The moment came and I shot forward towards them, not bothering to shoot till I was past them both and had turned to face them. Both exploded from the bullets shot out by my machine gun.
As soon as they were gone I examined the battle. Half the trainees were already out, the dolls held the advantage. More dolls noticed me and I had to stop watching to fight, which was okay because I preferred fighting. I backed up the same way as before, but they made a formation that destroyed any possibility of me doing the same attack again. There were four suits on me, preparing together to attack.
Dodging to the side I shot my beam again, missing my target but shooting the doll behind it. I shoot another two with the machine gun. The last doll was taken care of easily and once again I turned to see where the battle was.
Six people remained besides me. They were fighting off another thirty dolls. The dolls were trying to separate them, which would make it all the harder to defeat the dolls. I wasn't sure what I could handle, not in this suit, but I'd give it my all. I joined the other trainees. One of them seemed to have taken over the group.
"Okay guys, this is what we've been training for. It's just going to be harder from here out but if we stick together we might be able to make it through." I heard V's voice over the com. system I hadn't known was working.
At the same time I realized that these guys knew each other. They'd been practicing for this, most likely together. They knew what they were doing and I'd only get in the way. I watched them set up, aware the dolls were doing the same, and that I was the only one standing around doing nothing. I was also beginning to get rather annoyed with this slow space Leo and wanting something better, anything better.
I shook my head, no use wanting, just fight. I got behind the six remaining fighters.
"Hey V, good luck. I'm going to try to solo some as to not get in the way. Have fun." I said over the com. He didn't reply, but he didn't have to. The dolls attacked, surrounding us. I shoot up and away, knowing several dolls would follow. Most would stay with the others so the odds shouldn't be that bad. They were anyway.
To my surprise seven dolls had followed me. I whistled excepting the challenge and knowing they'd be harder then the others.
"Here goes." I whispered to no one.
Putting my machine gun into action I fired several rounds at the lot of them, but I only hit one. They were getting better, and I loved a challenge.
Two came from above me, one from in front, and three from behind. I waited until the last possible moment to move out of the way as they all fired beams at me. I dodged, barely, and fired my rifle at the one that had come from in front, and my machine gun at the three from behind. Two more dolls exploded, I didn't spend much time looking at them as the others already began to attack again.
I took out one more with my rifle, and another not long after, but it was getting harder to avoid their shots and attempts to tackle me. They were getting faster, and my suit didn't seem to realize it had to do the same. For just a moment it froze and wouldn't move. That was all it took for me to get hit. I cried out at the impact. The shoots might not be real but they had the system react as it normally would in regular combat. The three dolls that were left began to close in for the kill.
A beam came from behind me hitting one of the dolls that in turn slammed into the one behind it killing both.
"I hope you don't mind my help," came V's voice, "but I got separated from the others and I expect you to return the favor."
I grinned, "You can help anytime."
I blew up the last doll on me, then turned to help V who had brought ten dolls with him, and glanced at the battle. Three people were there fighting eleven more.
"Quite a bit followed you." I murmured.
He laughed, "They knew I was heading over to you and that you were good."
We went at it with the remaining dolls, covering each other as we took out another five of the dolls. Things where going rather well until V got shot by a doll which had come up from behind. Suddenly there were fifteen dolls on us. I glanced at radar and saw we were the only ones left.
"Oh shit," I said.
"This isn't good," V agreed.
I got behind him, ready to move at any moment. The dolls surrounded us, they were everywhere, above us and below us, on all sides, everywhere.
"Do these things have a self destruct?" V asked.
I gasped, "Don't even think it. You don't actually blow up so these things won't die."
"Oh well, it was a thought." I could almost sense him smiling before he spoke next. "I hope this'll work then." He said pulling out a green beam sword, somewhat like the one I had on RedZero.
I didn't ask where he got it. I didn't have time.
I dived into the crowd of dolls, aware they were firing, this time the bullets were real. God what were they doing? Luckily though, because of that they shot themselves and saved me some trouble. Meanwhile V was hacking away with his sword as a doll finally got him. With a small minor explosion his system went down leaving me with the eight remaining dolls. They all faced me. I charged up the boosters and flew over to V at top speed as he left the battlefield, grabbing his sword right before he went inside. I turned to meet my targets, and realized I was the target.
I zoomed away from the dolls avoiding the bullets and beams, knowing they were faster and stronger than my suit but not caring in the slightest because I didn't lose fights to dolls. If they were other people I'd probably give up but no artificial intelligence would screw up my fight.
Of course the game of cats and mouse didn't amuse me much, either, and because of that I finally turned to meet them, last minute. My boosters were still on and I used every ounce of speed this old piece of junk had to slash my way through three of the dolls. The sword was good, and it was what I was used to, my weapon, just what I used. A beam hit me in that back, a real beam. Five dolls left, five very good dolls.
I didn't care how good they were.
They became two groups, the first showering me with small laser blasts, but I dodged through them. The second group, which had only two dolls, joined forces to build up a very powerful beam with their rifles. I pulled out my rifle I had put away in order to use the sword and fired it out at them just in time for it to meat their beam.
Just then I realized this wasn't some second class rifle, they had put restraints on it so I couldn't use it to its full potential. That fact ticked me off, especially when if I lost it would hurt. I made up my mind in an instant and spent a whole thirty seconds hacking into the program to make this suit and rifle work to their full potential.
The beam suddenly grew and over powered the dolls'. They both exploded leaving me with three more to deal with. I aimed the machine gun strait in front of me, even though the dolls were behind. Suddenly I put my suit into action and spun around to face the dolls as I blasted outwards, firing I destroyed three of them.
One left, but hadn't there only been three to kill?
It held no weapon but a blue beam sword. I smiled. Who ever designed these things seamed to know how to play on people's interests.
Looking closer at the doll I noticed it wasn't a mobile doll, but a Leo space suit. "Hey, just thought since you had destroyed the rest of the dolls we'd test your skills on a person."
"V?" I asked, "I thought you were out."
"I was never in." he stated, "I'm Vince Barton, son of Mathew Barton leader of the Barton foundation and one of the head commanders in Oz. I've been in the organization for years. I show up at these try-outs to see who has potential. It seams you have quite a bit."
I dropped the guns letting them float into space.
"So you want to fight." I said, my voice cold and emotionless. It was my fighting voice, the heartless voice that makes you feel there's no hope in fighting. My father always said part of the battle is making sure you know you can win, and making sure your opponent knows it, too. "Say the word."
"Go."
He moved like lightning, but, then again, so did I. With the right pilots even a Leo could be a deadly weapon. Our swords clashed together throwing sparks in all directions. We moved throughout the battle zone, neither getting the advantage over the other, and all the while I wished I could fight him in a gundam, that would be a battle I'd enjoy. He could have any mobile suit he wanted to fight in, even a gundam of his own.
As our swords struck yet again I pulled back. "This fight is meaningless, it won't end." I stated.
"Your right." He said, "but I had to see just how good you are." He paused for a moment. "Let's go inside."