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Readers Note: This contains some spoilers for G-Gundam, so if you haven't seen the whole series I wouldn't recommend reading this.

G Gundam & Gundam Wing

G- W Gundam

Chapter 3: The Dealers

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"Another universe?" Chibodee smirked, "you've got to be kidding me."

"This isn't a joke." Quatre refuted, "We were attacked by an unknown Gundam that had captured our superior officers and retreated through a tear in space. We followed the tear and it lead us here and that's where all of you come in."

The Shuffle Alliance looked at each other at the sound of this unknown Gundam.

"What exactly happened when you were attacked by this unknown Gundam?" The noble George De Sand asked

"It was the freakiest thing that I had ever seen." Johan said wide eyed all of the Shuffle Alliance and the Preventers saw fear in those eyes. "It was enormous, bigger than any Gundam I had ever laid eyes on. When we attacked it, the unknown Gundam sent out what looked like vines from a great rain forest or tentacles of some monstrous octopus. We managed to fight it off but it came at a great cost. Now one of our crew mates, officer Duo Maxwell has been infected with an illness the likes of which none of us had seen."

Domon Kasshu stepped forward with his fist out, "It was a machine built by my father" He proclaimed. "It is an abomination known as the Devil Gundam."

Johan raised an eyebrow, "What an appropriate name."

Rain Mikamura Kasshu stepped forward beyond her husband Domon towards the Preventers. "You mentioned that one of your comrades is infected with a sickness. Could you tell me what it is?"

Haruka was the one who answered, "We don't know what it is. His arm is covered in a metallic substance that seems to be made out of Gundanium."

Rain's heart started to race within her chest, she knew that this persons time was short and that he needed treatment. "Please." She said, her hands clasped, "take me to him. I'm a doctor I can treat him."

"How do we know you're not the ones that caused his infection?" Trowa asked

"Step down, Trowa!" Johan shouted, "At this point for Duo's sake I'm willing to trust anyone."

Trowa said nothing as he backed down from his accusation.

"This way." Johan stated

Johan, Haruka and Rain lead the way to the Tabris sick bay. While behind them one of the Preventer officers ran into a very familiar face. Catching up to the one at the very back was a young girl with long blonde hair. At the back of the pack of Gundam fighters, pilots and their crew was Heero Yuy. He decided to keep his distance from Domon Kasshu since this was a time to heal a fallen man. Yet behind him was someone that he hadn't seen in a long time.

"Heero." She called

Heero Yuy turned to look and found Relena Dorlin Peacecraft. The girl that had captured the heart of a soldier, she came running up to him with a head full of questions and a heart whose love couldn't' be denied.

"I heard what's happened." She said to Heero.

Heero could only ask one question, "What are you doing here?"

Relena smiled, "Nice to see you too, Heero. I was here on Tabris making my visit to the office of Preventer. However, in current circumstances it looks like I'll be here for a while."

Heero said nothing but only continued to walk with the rest of the pack until they reached the sick bay. The only ones that went in were Rain, Haruka, Johan and Heero. They felt that it was necessary to have officers near just in case of any mishap. Even though an implied truce had been made they still felt that security was a top priority onboard Tabris. Especially in a situation in which the commanding officers are missing in action.

In the halls outside the sickbay the remaining Preventer officers waited silently with the Shuffle Alliance. The mood among them was silently uneasy. Was there no communication among these fighters and pilots? Had they all degraded to the level of dumb beasts or had they simply not wished to speak to each other since their earlier fights had been so rudely interrupted.

Inside the sickbay, the doctors Ami Mizuno and Rain Mikamura Kasshu had looked at their patient. At first sight Rain was a little taken aback by the sight of such a young man. He looked no older than 17 but his clothes are what put off Rain slightly. He was wearing balloon pants, a priests collar, the sleeves of his shirt were rolled up and there were twin golden lions on his shirt. Yet it was his right arm that Rain recognized. This boy was infected.

"What's he infected with?" Dr. Mizuno asked Rain.

Rain looked up at Dr. Mizuno and was stunned by how young she looked. She almost looked like she was in her pre-teen or teen years. Still, her duties as a doctor brought her back to focus on the patient.

"He's infected with what are called Devil Gundam cells or DG cells." Rain explained, "its one of the theoretical principals behind the Devil Gundam. Self-Replication, Self-Reconstruction, and Self-Evolution."

"Self-Evolution?" Heero asked, "Are you asking us to believe that a machine can actually evolve like a living organism?"

"I'm not asking you to believe anything." Rain beamed at the Perfect Soldier, "It's a fact. I've seen it myself with my own eyes and if you still don't believe what I'm telling you then look at your friend whose suffering because of it."

Heero said nothing.

"Is there a treatment?" Dr. Mizuno asked

"Yes, there is." Rain answered, "I have a drug that can reverse the process, but it will stop the process but it will take time to reverse the process."

"How long?" Haruka asked

"Two or three days at most." Rain had brought along her little black bag, which was so reminiscent of those old time doctors that would make house calls in small towns. She brought out a small clear vile with a hypodermic needle and drew out the drug that was needed.

"You mentioned that you're superior officers were captured." Rain restated

"That's correct." Johan answered, "Now we're pretty much leaderless. The chain of command falls on one of our officers but we still need to find them."

"This is an awkward time for this to happen." Rain stated as she injected the drug into Duo's right arm, "The Gundam fight is only two weeks away."

"Gundam fight?" Haruka asked, "What's the Gundam Fight?"

Rain looked over to Haruka surprised, it was then that she realized that they really were from a different universe than the one she was attached to. Everyone on Earth and in the colonies knew about the Gundam fight. There wasn't a single soul who didn't and here she was, surrounded by them.

"I'll explain then." She said taking the needle out, "it all began 72 years ago when the colonies were sent into space. To prevent war among the colonies they decided to create a competition. Each colony sends a machine called a Gundam to compete in a tournament. The fighters keep fighting until the last remaining Gundam stands. Whichever nations Gundam is left standing earns the right to rule all of space and Earth for the next four years until the next Gundam fight. And this tournament takes place on earth. The past the Gundam fights did considerable damage to the cities, but now because of new regulations and stadiums the Gundam fights can be safely monitored and damage can be controlled."

The Preventers looked at each other with an expression that escapes any words. All of this seems unthinkable to them that allowing controlled fights can simply prevent wars. Yet it seemed so incredible that it didn't sound real.

"Is anyone killed during these fights?" Heero asked

"The Gundam Fight international regulations state that no fighter can attack an opponents cockpit." Rain explained, "But, killing and wounding caused in error during the competition is permissible, though no one has died during a match."

All eyes in the room looked as the growth of the DG cells on Duo's arm had stopped and began to shrink. Though it only took away a few of the DG cells while the rest still remained. Rain brought herself back up and took her bag.

"Your friend should recover." Rain prescribed, "I think we should all talk about the Devil Gundam. It looks like we're going to have to find it again."

"You've done this sort of thing before?" Johan asked crossing his arms.

"Yes, we have." Rain answered, "And I think you and your fellow members should enter the Gundam fight."

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Near the transport that had crashed in the mobile suit bay, Rain had brought the Gundam fighters and their crews together. She left the Preventers outside since she wanted to bring her suggestion to the others herself. She thought that if the Preventers tried to ask themselves they'd be refused immediately. How wrong she was.

"Hey, maybe my hearing ain't 20-20 no more," Chibodee stated, "What did you just say, Rain?"

"I said that I think we should allow these Gundam pilots to enter the Gundam fight with us." She said

Chibodee sneered, "That's what I thought you said. I have one question. Are you out of your goddamned mind?"

"Calm down, Chibodee." Domon intervened, "I can see her point of view. We can't ignore the facts. The Devil Gundam has risen from the ashes and we're going to have to fight it again. This time from what Rain has told us from these Preventers it has evolved again. Meaning that it's grown even more deadly than before. So, we're going to need help on this. There's only one problem that I'm seeing."

Domon crossed his arms parting the cloak he had and showing the clothes he had underneath it all. He leaned against the crashed transport looking up at the Gundams that stood before him. He couldn't help but wonder what they were like in actual Gundam fights.

"What's that, Domon?" Allenby asked

Domon thought about his answer, "The problem I'm seeing is getting them into the Gundam fight and representing different nations. No doubt the other colonies have already selected their fighters. It will be hard to try to get these Preventers into the tournament and not have them represent any nation."

"Aren't you forgetting something Domon?" George asked

"What's that?" Domon turned his head to the Frenchman.

"There are some nations that haven't even begun selection of a fighter." George replied, "I'm sure that with your influences of the Neo-Japan leader he can pull some strings and get these Preventers representation."

Domon smirked, "Of course, George. In that case, the next step is to contact the Neo-Japan officer and speak to Prime Minister Kurato."

"Then it's settled." Rain smiled, "I'll explain this to the Preventers."

"I just hope there are enough nations for all of them." Chibodee said as he took out a plant stalk from his pocket and placed it in his mouth like a cigarette.

As Rain went to speak with the Preventers, Domon went inside the transport. Every kind of spacecraft made has their own communication device. Even with the damage done to the transport he was sure that the communications array was still usable. To his surprise he found out that it was, so he made the call to the Prime Ministers office.

"This is Prime Minister Kurato's office." A secretary appeared on the small COM screen.

"This is Domon Kasshu, the fighter of Neo-Japan." Domon announced, "Let me speak to Prime Minister Kurato."

Typical response, "Prime Minister Kurato is very busy right now. Can I take a message?

"There's no time for that!" Domon shouted, "Tell him it involves the Devil Gundam it's a matter of national importance!"

Domon saw from behind the secretary's head there were doors that looked like they were carved from the greatest of oaks. They swung open and out came Prime Minister Kurato, a short pudgy balding little man with a very small mustache."

"What's all the commotion?" He asked

The secretary responded, "There's a mister Domon Kasshu for you, sir." She said, "He says that it's a matter of national importance and something about a Devil Gundam."

The Prime Minister went ballistic, "Why didn't you say so!?" He shouted, "I'll take the call in my office."

"I'm transferring you now sir." The secretary told Domon.

"Finally." Domon huffed.

Domon spoke with the Prime Minister, he explained the whole situation. Crazy and fantastic as it sounded the Prime Minister listened with great interest about everything. The appearance of these pilots called the Preventers as well as the appearance of the Devil Gundam. If that wasn't enough the Prime Minister was also told of someone who was infected with DG cells. Now came the most crucial part.

"We of the Shuffle Alliance feel," Domon proposed, "that we allow these Preventers to enter the Gundam fight."

"What do you want me to do?" He asked

"We need you to pull some strings with the other nations and see if we can get these Preventers to represent different nations. This way they can enter the Gundam fight and try to locate the Devil Gundam."

"I'll see what I can do."

"Contact me as soon as you have done something about it." Domon switched off the screen.

He sat back in one of the many chairs that were available on the transport. He thought about what was to lay ahead with the reappearance of this old demon. He looked down the isle to find the young Sai Saici standing there.

"So, what happens now, Bro?" He asked

Domon had a feeling that Sai was listening in on the conversation he was having with the Prime Minister of Neo-Japan.

"We go to Neo-America and speak with The Dealers of the Shuffle Alliance."

The whole situation had been explained between the Shuffle Alliance and the Preventers, it was explained to them who they were in the Shuffle Alliance and what they did exactly. It could be said that the two were no different because their mission was the same, to prevent wars and needless bloodshed. So, with the spoken truce between the two of them, they had put aside their differences and began to work together. The first thing was to upload the maps of this universe into the Tabris computer. That was done with the help of the Ship's Navigator, Al. The Shuffle Alliance were quite surprised when they saw Al in action, they never knew that artificial intelligence could be taken so far. With Al's help he retrieved maps from within the core of the transport that crashed into the mobile suit bay. There were actually a couple of times when he tried flirting with the ladies that had arrived on Tabris. Shirley, one of Chibodee Crocket's team members, tried to slap Al but her hand went right through his visage.

The course was set to the Neo-American colony and the news that they were going into an area similar to Las Vegas excited several of the Preventer officers, namely, Haruka, Johan, and Alexandria.

On the bridge the Shuffle Alliance and the Preventers gathered to watch the colonies pass by.

"How long will it take to reach the Neo-American Colony, Al?" Miss Noin asked from the Captain's chair

"It'll take about 10 minutes." Al said, "It won't be long now. See there it is."

To the Shuffle Alliance the sight of the Neo-America colony seemed trivial, at least to some of them except Chibodee. The reason this was because ever since he was a kid growing up in the slums of New York City he wanted to come to this colony. The desire burned within him and drove him to it.

The Preventers looked at the colony with constant awe. It was beautiful; it was shaped like a star in the middle of space. It shined greatly like the sun itself with the lights of the cities within the colony. In its center was the great symbol, the statue of Liberty. Some of the officers remembered how the real thing was still on the Earth that they lived on and around. Though time had taken a toll on it, but thanks to the World Nation it was cleaned up and was a reminder to the rest of the world that the borders no longer exist. In the age of the World Nation the Statue of Liberty represents that anyone is welcome to any region of the world nation including outer space itself.

"This is it." Chibodee smiled, "My colony, I hope you Preventers will like this place."

"I'm already liking it." Quatre smiled.

Within the Neo-American colony, the Preventers and the Shuffle Alliance arrived in the Las Vegas section. They passed by all the casinos and resorts that were brought back to life thanks to the historical records of the original Las Vegas. There was the Mirage, the Tropicana, and other places that have the true Las Vegas feeling. Asides from the fact that it is never say in this section of the colony. With the black star-specked sky of space the night rained eternal over Las Vegas.

This was the place to search for the absolute top of the Shuffle Alliance. Yet, they spent the whole day searching the colony. No sign of the Dealers, everyone that was asked said that they never heard of them. Others only referred to the dealers that inhabited the casinos. It had grown frustrating for all of them to try and find these people.

At the day's end the Shuffle Alliance and the Preventers sat around a small park bench. The park was in North Vegas. North Vegas was a small town on the outskirts of Las Vegas. It was the kind of place to come to when a player screws up far too much on the Vegas strip. These groups of Gundams sure have gone that far: especially Johan, Chibodee, and Haruka who lost quite a lot of money at the casinos. It is pretty discouraging since they got no word upon where the Dealers were. It felt like they were chasing after phantoms.

"Ah." Chibodee moaned leaning on a nearby tree, "this is hopeless."

"You're only saying that because you lost so much at the Blackjack tables." Heero Yuy pointed out to the Neo-American fighter.

Chibodee snapped back, "you wanna make something of it, kid?"

"Stop fighting!" Quatre shouted, "This isn't going to get us anywhere."

"I agree." Johan added, "But Chibodee is right, we haven't found so much as a whisper of these dealers."

Domon shook his head as he leaned forward on the park bench, "They have to be here. Master Asia told me that they would be here."

The whole group fell silent as the streetlights burned their own colors. All hope seemed lost until a whisper came from the shadows of the trees. It made a sound like a "psst", several heads turned the direction of the voice that call out. In the dark shadows was a hooded figure, the lights of the street lamps could only shed its glow upon only pieces of the fabric the figure was wearing. It was a great long black cloak that looked ragged as if whoever used it had it for a very long time. A small crackling voice came from the figure as no one made an attempt to approach it.

"I know what you all seek." It said

"Where is it?" Domon asked standing up from the park bench.

"You must travel away from Las Vegas and find a place called Bunnies and Mustangs. Tell them, Maverick sent you."

With that last bit of instruction the shadowy figure vanished as if it were made of smoke and fog. All heads of Preventer and the Shuffle Alliance looked in each direction to make sure if the figure had indeed vanished or was simply hopping from shadow to shadow escaping them. Nothing, in all directions the person who spoke from the shadows had vanished completely. Only one word was spoken and it came from the King of Hearts, Domon Kasshu.

"Finally." He said in triumph.

* * *

The place that was described by the shadowy figure was a small one floor place far from Las Vegas. It almost looked run down aside from the sparse neon lights and flashing light bulbs advertising its name against the night sky. What the place was wasn't clear until they actually read the sign.

Bunnies and Mustangs

Neo-America's Finest Brothel

They stood outside looking at this place that sat behind hits tall white iron bars like a fortress.

"Are you sure that this could be the place?" Quatre asked.

"At least we have a lead into the Dealers instead of sitting around with no direction." George stated to Quatre.

Johan shrugged, "Well, let's go in."

With his wife at his side they entered the place followed by the members of Preventer and the Shuffle Alliance. They got passed the iron gates and walked up to the restaurant like steel and glass door. In they walked and found themselves in a very strange surrounding, there were soft 60 watt bulbs glowing soft yellow as well as the black lights above that made Johan's white trench coat glow purple. As each member of Preventer and the Shuffle Alliance came in, a middle aged plump woman who greeted them with a smile confronted them.

"Welcome to Bunnies and Mustangs." She said, "I'm Lady Evett. Can I interest you in our girls?"

Behind her a line up of girls came out. All of them wearing clothes that looked more like sleeping wear than anything else. Each of them had appealed a different taste, some were blonde, others brunet, a few redheads, some Asian, some more Caucasian, and so on down the line. The only one who seemed to smile at this was Chibodee Crocket.

"I'll take them all." He said jokingly.

Lady Evett raised her eyebrows.

"Pay no attention to him." Quatre approached, "Maverick sent us."

Lady Evett looked surprised at the young boy Quatre, she then gestured to the other ladies to leave the room. The name Maverick seemed ominous to the ladies that ran this place. All of them were looking at each other as if someone had spoken an unspeakable name and they were confirming with each other if he actually said what they thought he did. As they left Lady Evett guided the Preventers and the Shuffle Alliance, through crammed hallways so much that they had to proceed in a single file line. At last Lady Evett came to a door in which there was a doorbell that was starting to show its wear with its paint chipping off. She rang it once, knocked twice and rang three times. A sound came from behind the door that sounded something like a deadlock being unchained.

The door opened only showing a creek and Lady Evett allowed them to pass her while she stayed behind. As she was about to close the door when she gave her final words to her guests.

"Good luck to all of you." She said as she closed the door leaving them in total darkness. At least they were in darkness until the lights came on. The only lights that came on were like overhead lamps and what they shinned upon was what appeared to be a poker table. Behind that table was two men and one woman dressed in dealers clothes in an ordinary casino.

"Welcome." The woman said as she took out a deck of cards, "to the Shuffle Alliance."

Domon Kasshu and the rest of the Alliance stepped forward he brought up his fist so that the top of it could be seen "My name is Domon Kasshu…."

"The King of Hearts." One of the dealers said, "and your friends are the rest of the new alliance. We already know this from our scout who had been watching all of you since you arrived here at the Neo-American colony."

"Why didn't you come to us first if you knew we were coming?" Chibodee asked in slight outrage holding his fist up like he was about to fight.

"We had to be sure that you were indeed looking for us. Now that you're here, what do you seek from us."

The woman Dealer took the deck of cards and began to shuffle them with such speed it was as if her hands were a blur and the cards were moving by themselves.

"The old dark cloud has returned." Domon reported, "The Devil Gundam has returned."

The Dealer had laid the shuffle deck back on the table as she looked at her comrades. She looked back through the darkness at the alliance who was light by the overhead lamps only slightly.

"We've come to make our friend, Allenby Beardsley, pilot of the Noble Gundam and champion of Neo Sweden to be a part of the Shuffle Alliance."

"We have seen her performance." One dealer stated, "We had been monitoring the 13th Gundam fight ever since we sent the original shuffle alliance to earth. She is acceptable for the Alliance. Allenby Beardsley, please step forward."

Allenby never felt so much tension in her whole life; nothing of her training could have prepared her for this. What was to happen to her was this going to be painful or what this going to be as painless as a haircut. Still, Allenby progressed forward, she made the choice and like a martial artist she wouldn't back out of it.

"In order to be a part of the Shuffle Alliance." The female dealer said, as she handled the deck and began to shuffle again. She shuffled so fast that not even the fast eyes of Allenby and Domon could keep up. She then cut the deck and drew one card from the top and looked at it but never turned it to face Allenby. She only explained further, "You must have a crest."

The Dealer turned the card to face Allenby and instead of a face or a number like in a regular deck it was a crest like the others. This one had a pair of diamonds opposing the number two. Under them was a banner with a word written upon it. It said, "Deuce of Diamonds 0011". Allenby couldn't help but like the crest already, because she knew that she had a great duo herself.

"Allenby Beardsley" The Dealer said, "You shall be known to the Shuffle Alliance as, the Deuce of Diamonds." The dealer then took the card and flicked it at Allenby as if it was a Ninja's throwing star. Allenby caught it in mid air like the prized martial artist she was. She then looked at the crest and suddenly the card vanished as if it was a mirage in Allenby's hand. She then turned her hand over and there was the Deuce of Diamonds crest on the top of her hand glowing as if it was a tattoo under a fluorescent light.

"Go now." The Dealers said, "Find the Devil Gundam and destroy it once and for all before more suffer needlessly."

Allenby held her fist close to her chest with the top of it facing the Dealers, "I shall work with the rest of the Alliance to bring down the Devil Gundam."

"Go forth then, Shuffle Alliance." The Dealers said in unison.

To be continued…