Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue. It's that easy.
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Heero stared at the wall blankly, waiting for his turn to fight. He was not nervous; the only feeling he experienced was a longing to return to where he had come from to continue preserving the peace. It was what he had always done; it was what he always wanted to continue doing. But he had been dragged into this silly conflict to satisfy the ego of another young pilot.
Oh, well. His thoughts were sharp. I guess he'll have to learn.
His mind drifted, bored. Again and again, his mind ran over the specifications for ZERO, relearning them and increasing his knowledge of his Gundam. He drifted into a light sleep when the door opened.
"Wake up. It's our turn."
He turned groggily and faced the light, his bleary vision only making out the outline of the man in the doorway. He rolled over slowly, trying to reorient himself but found it difficult. Something in the air, he told himself.
Eventually he assumed a standing position and glared at the light. "Hn."
"Aren't we talkative? Come on, we have stuff to do." The voice was tainted with mockery. "Or you can fail your mission."
Heero was instantly awake. He growled at himself. He certainly knows how to push my buttons, he thought angrily. How is he able to do that?
He slowly strolled over to where the Colonel stood. "Mission accepted."
The Colonel only smirked, a hint of darkness splayed across the gash that was his mouth.
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The hangar was dark except for the small ray of light that illuminated ZERO and another Gundam, a titanic suit that was painted a matte black, shedding light around and creating an aura of anti-light. It seemed to stay in the shadows, even in the most direct of light. Its draconian wings spread and filled a span longer than the suit was tall, stretching to almost twenty- four meters. The only visible weapon was a massive rifle that glistened with even the smallest ray of light, a complete opposite of the suit itself.
Heero whistled in admiration. "Impressive."
"Thank you, I built it myself. Took three years of tournaments and shopping to acquire all the illegal parts to make it the monster that it truly is."
"Hn."
"I have never lost."
"Are we going to start?"
"Never one to stray to far from the mission, are you? We start as soon as you are ready."
"Then we will begin now. Mount your suit."
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The nightlife of the city was in full swing as the fighters appeared in the middle of it. There was a brief pause before the screams erupted and the patrons of the clubs and bars fled. Finally, the streets were devoid of life, the people having retreated to a safe distance to see what was going to happen.
The fighters remained silent as well, their suits standing silently in the deserted intersections, their scanners gorging themselves on the data of the environment and the foe. For Heero, nothing came up; Tobias gained a trove of information, including the information about the ZERO System. That would be his prize, then.
Slowly he began to circle, never losing sight of the ZERO as he hunted. ZERO turned slowly to keep track of him before streaking at him, a beam sabre igniting to cleave the opposition into unrecognizable pieces of slag. Just as the sabre came full circle, the enemy disappeared from view and the radar. ZERO began to fritz, picking up enemy signals in all areas, as if the enemy could relocate himself at will. He became nervous.
He froze and the radar stopped going crazy, as well. The enemy was right above him. Reflexively he fired a shot of his Buster Rifles, the energy spewing forth in a torrent of destructive energy. They struck nothing but air. ZERO again made a suggestion, and Heero let it take complete control of him.
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Blackheart phased again, appearing right in front of ZERO, holding its Katana in front of its face, the shimmering blade wavering slightly.
"You lose, Yuy."
"No I don't. I don't lose until I die."
His sabre immediately hissed to life, its blade crossing the Katana and guarding his face from the imminent death it was sure to bring. He shoved, knocking ZERO down and sending his saber flying. Immediately his rifle came into play, the glistening surface absorbing the light around it, creating a blinding barrier of light that shorted out even the most powerful of enemy sensors. Slowly the light dimmed, and then a blast of energy spouting from the end of the rifle disassembled the outer frame of ZERO.
Hungrily, Blackheart thrust its hand into the cockpit and clenched its fist. Slowly it emerged, carrying the dead pilot and the unharmed ZERO System with it.
Slowly, the Colonel began to laugh.
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After a long hiatus, I have returned! Sorry it took so long to update but life has been really, uh, crappy recently and I've had to iron some problems out. But other than that, look for me to start updating this some more as well as updating my other stories to.
Until next time,
Colonel
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Heero stared at the wall blankly, waiting for his turn to fight. He was not nervous; the only feeling he experienced was a longing to return to where he had come from to continue preserving the peace. It was what he had always done; it was what he always wanted to continue doing. But he had been dragged into this silly conflict to satisfy the ego of another young pilot.
Oh, well. His thoughts were sharp. I guess he'll have to learn.
His mind drifted, bored. Again and again, his mind ran over the specifications for ZERO, relearning them and increasing his knowledge of his Gundam. He drifted into a light sleep when the door opened.
"Wake up. It's our turn."
He turned groggily and faced the light, his bleary vision only making out the outline of the man in the doorway. He rolled over slowly, trying to reorient himself but found it difficult. Something in the air, he told himself.
Eventually he assumed a standing position and glared at the light. "Hn."
"Aren't we talkative? Come on, we have stuff to do." The voice was tainted with mockery. "Or you can fail your mission."
Heero was instantly awake. He growled at himself. He certainly knows how to push my buttons, he thought angrily. How is he able to do that?
He slowly strolled over to where the Colonel stood. "Mission accepted."
The Colonel only smirked, a hint of darkness splayed across the gash that was his mouth.
* * * * *
The hangar was dark except for the small ray of light that illuminated ZERO and another Gundam, a titanic suit that was painted a matte black, shedding light around and creating an aura of anti-light. It seemed to stay in the shadows, even in the most direct of light. Its draconian wings spread and filled a span longer than the suit was tall, stretching to almost twenty- four meters. The only visible weapon was a massive rifle that glistened with even the smallest ray of light, a complete opposite of the suit itself.
Heero whistled in admiration. "Impressive."
"Thank you, I built it myself. Took three years of tournaments and shopping to acquire all the illegal parts to make it the monster that it truly is."
"Hn."
"I have never lost."
"Are we going to start?"
"Never one to stray to far from the mission, are you? We start as soon as you are ready."
"Then we will begin now. Mount your suit."
* * * * *
The nightlife of the city was in full swing as the fighters appeared in the middle of it. There was a brief pause before the screams erupted and the patrons of the clubs and bars fled. Finally, the streets were devoid of life, the people having retreated to a safe distance to see what was going to happen.
The fighters remained silent as well, their suits standing silently in the deserted intersections, their scanners gorging themselves on the data of the environment and the foe. For Heero, nothing came up; Tobias gained a trove of information, including the information about the ZERO System. That would be his prize, then.
Slowly he began to circle, never losing sight of the ZERO as he hunted. ZERO turned slowly to keep track of him before streaking at him, a beam sabre igniting to cleave the opposition into unrecognizable pieces of slag. Just as the sabre came full circle, the enemy disappeared from view and the radar. ZERO began to fritz, picking up enemy signals in all areas, as if the enemy could relocate himself at will. He became nervous.
He froze and the radar stopped going crazy, as well. The enemy was right above him. Reflexively he fired a shot of his Buster Rifles, the energy spewing forth in a torrent of destructive energy. They struck nothing but air. ZERO again made a suggestion, and Heero let it take complete control of him.
* * * * *
Blackheart phased again, appearing right in front of ZERO, holding its Katana in front of its face, the shimmering blade wavering slightly.
"You lose, Yuy."
"No I don't. I don't lose until I die."
His sabre immediately hissed to life, its blade crossing the Katana and guarding his face from the imminent death it was sure to bring. He shoved, knocking ZERO down and sending his saber flying. Immediately his rifle came into play, the glistening surface absorbing the light around it, creating a blinding barrier of light that shorted out even the most powerful of enemy sensors. Slowly the light dimmed, and then a blast of energy spouting from the end of the rifle disassembled the outer frame of ZERO.
Hungrily, Blackheart thrust its hand into the cockpit and clenched its fist. Slowly it emerged, carrying the dead pilot and the unharmed ZERO System with it.
Slowly, the Colonel began to laugh.
* * * * *
After a long hiatus, I have returned! Sorry it took so long to update but life has been really, uh, crappy recently and I've had to iron some problems out. But other than that, look for me to start updating this some more as well as updating my other stories to.
Until next time,
Colonel