Hey people, before you read this, I need some help in spacing the typing. I have it typed up in paragraphs and such, but when I upload it, that is all taken away like the document manager says. I don't know what to do, especially since my computer is old and I'm computer illiterate. For those of you who know what to do: please tell me in one of the reviews. This way, it will be easier to read down the line. Many thanks.---Shizuka16 Glowing Gundam threw punches in every direction as it limped through the canyon river. This was favorable for training because it not only made Hiroji's injured leg a little more buoyant, but it also made his good leg work harder. Sweat beaded the youth's brow as he continued forward, fighting an invisible opponent. "Just.a.little.further!" His resting spot lay just ahead, a piece of wooded land that split the river into two streams. Having gone back and forth a good dozen times, Hiroji was very much looking forward to a break. But still, he forced his punches to strike faster, gritting his teeth all the while. By the time he'd reached the banks and deactivated the mobile trace system, he jumped to the ground panting. Feeling his leg threaten to cave in beneath him, he immediately sat down, having to suppress a cry of pain. "Hiya!" a voice called from in nearby. Hiroji raised his head just as a girl with purplish hair came running at him, gun aimed to shoot. "What?!" Hiroji raised his wooden katana in defense (POW!), blocking the blow aimed to strike him in the head. He scowled. "Some greeting! What was that for?" Giggling, she tucked away the pistol. "Sorry, friend. I just had to test my gun against the legendary Hiroji Kasshu!" Hiroji cocked his head. "A legend? Since when am I a legend?" "My dad says so anyway. He told me that your uncle won 3 Gundam fights." "Oh, well yeah that's true. What's your name?" She plopped down next to him with a big smile on her face. "Angela Crockett, but my friends know me as Angie." "Ah, so you're Chibodee's kid, huh? I take it you're fighting in his place now?" "Uh-huh. I may be only 13, but hey, I aced the preliminaries that got me here." She looked up at the beautiful mobile suit the young man was so proud of. "Glowing Gundam, eh? I take it that it glows?" "In the Glowing Mode it does." Hiroji answered, lacing his hands behind his head. "Something I still have to work on." "Yeah, that's why I'm here. To master that power for myself." Angie got up and brushed herself off. "Well, my mom and dad dropped by to see your crew, so I figure I should be heading that way." Hiroji got up as well, leaning on his sword handle for support. "Before you do, I have a request." "Shoot." He now, stuck the katana out in front of him. "Accept my challenge to a Gundam fight, right here and now." Angie gaped. "You nuts? You practically missing a leg there, partner." "Don't worry about that. Accept or decline." "Decline? Feh! That word doesn't register in my mind." She smirked evilly. "I accept." She leapt skyward, a red, white, and blue Gundam flying to meet her. "GUNDAM FIGHT!" Hiroji was back inside his Gundam in an instant. "READY." "GO!!!" Angie charged, whipping a giant pistol out of her Gundam's "belt". "Patriot Strike!!" Hiroji ducked and swerved to escape the rounds of red bullets, brandishing Glowing Gundam's katana. His broken leg dangling uselessly, he charged himself forward with his free hand and right leg. Standing on a cliff near the scene, Schwarz watched as explosions lit up the valley. He observed every move of the young fighters, as they now locked their hands in attempt to push each other back. "Hiroji's doing well," he concluded. "But his grueling training is quickly tiring him." Sure enough, Hiroji sank to his good knee in minutes, panting heavily. "Damn, I'm so tired. I can feel my body weakening." Angie stood over him in her Gundam Patriot. "Ready to give up?" "Heh, heh. I guess I have no choice." Hiroji looked up at her and nodded. "I think I can afford to lose one match." "Hey, that's no fun!" the girl said, clearly frustrated. "You mean I don't get to pound some sense into you?" "There's no point in being brash." He answered calmly. "I am a fighter who knows when he should give up. I can't afford to break anything more." Angie slapped her forehead. "And Dad said I'd have a challenge in this dude." Hiroji smiled to himself. Well, I lost this one. But hey, at least I know now where my abilities lie. "He's taking this too.Uh?!" Angie watched as her Gundam's pistol completely split in half and exploded. "Ack! HEY!" Hiroji chuckled as he glanced over his shoulder, where he could see Schwarz standing on the cliff high above. "And that brings me one step closer to my fight with you!" .......

Meanwhile, far below the soil, something began to stir. The faint pulse that had been causing the earth to vibrate ever so slightly began to intensify. A pair of massive eyes lit up the darkness.