Hi! I'm just going ahead and writing some more of this, because I don't
think that I'll get reviews until I do.
Disclaimer: I own nobody but Luke. Gundam and so forth belong to someone,
but it isn't me. I don't claim to own them or claim that I created them
either. Luke, on the other hand is mine, and you have to give me credit if
you use him.
Chapter 1: Blood is Thicker Then Oil
It is the Sunday before Domon's birthday and he and Rain are spending a relaxing day on the Neo Ireland colony.
"Hey kid!" Domon turned at the sound of the shout. "Come back with that fruit!!" A young boy came bolting around a corner, his arms filled with fruit. "What are you in such a hurry for?" Domon asked. "Back off!!" the kid yelled. Domon grabbed him by the back of his shirt. "So in other words," Domon said to the struggling kid "You're running 'cause you're a thief!" A panting shopkeeper came around the corner. " Thanks" he breathed. The boy's eyes narrowed. "What's your name kid?" Domon asked "Lucus O' Brian," he growled "but you can call me Luke!" Suddenly, Luke dropped the fruit and elbowed Domon hard. Domon clutched at his stomach in pain, releasing Luke. He ran off towards a building nearby. "Luke." Domon muttered
Later that day in a juvenile hall nearby.
"Here he is" the guard said. "Thanks" Tim O' Brian looked at his son. "What do you have to say?" Jim growled. Luke said nothing. "You know, this is the 5th time this." "Shut up Dad!" Luke yelled. "No, because if I don't talk then you won't know what's going on." Tim replied " They won't let you out on bail this time. The minimum sentence is 5 years. But." "But what?" "But they say if you are willing to pilot the Neo Ireland Gundam they will let you out." Luke grinned "Yes! Of course I'll do it!" His grin flickered. "What's the catch?" "I stay in jail, in your place, until we win the tournament." Tim answered. "You ok with that Dad?" " Of course my lad! Of course."
Domon sat in his hotel room, an ice pack against his ribs. "Damn!" he swore "That kid sure hits hard!" " How old was he?" Rain asked. " 'bout 14 or 15" Domon said. The phone rang. "Hello? Yes, Domon Kashu is here. Challenge him to a fight with Neo Ireland's Gundam? Fine we'll be ready in 1 hour." Domon grinned. "Let's hope I'm not still aching in an hour!"
"This hand of mine is burning black! It's haunting echo drives me on to victory!"
So what do you think? R&R please
Chapter 1: Blood is Thicker Then Oil
It is the Sunday before Domon's birthday and he and Rain are spending a relaxing day on the Neo Ireland colony.
"Hey kid!" Domon turned at the sound of the shout. "Come back with that fruit!!" A young boy came bolting around a corner, his arms filled with fruit. "What are you in such a hurry for?" Domon asked. "Back off!!" the kid yelled. Domon grabbed him by the back of his shirt. "So in other words," Domon said to the struggling kid "You're running 'cause you're a thief!" A panting shopkeeper came around the corner. " Thanks" he breathed. The boy's eyes narrowed. "What's your name kid?" Domon asked "Lucus O' Brian," he growled "but you can call me Luke!" Suddenly, Luke dropped the fruit and elbowed Domon hard. Domon clutched at his stomach in pain, releasing Luke. He ran off towards a building nearby. "Luke." Domon muttered
Later that day in a juvenile hall nearby.
"Here he is" the guard said. "Thanks" Tim O' Brian looked at his son. "What do you have to say?" Jim growled. Luke said nothing. "You know, this is the 5th time this." "Shut up Dad!" Luke yelled. "No, because if I don't talk then you won't know what's going on." Tim replied " They won't let you out on bail this time. The minimum sentence is 5 years. But." "But what?" "But they say if you are willing to pilot the Neo Ireland Gundam they will let you out." Luke grinned "Yes! Of course I'll do it!" His grin flickered. "What's the catch?" "I stay in jail, in your place, until we win the tournament." Tim answered. "You ok with that Dad?" " Of course my lad! Of course."
Domon sat in his hotel room, an ice pack against his ribs. "Damn!" he swore "That kid sure hits hard!" " How old was he?" Rain asked. " 'bout 14 or 15" Domon said. The phone rang. "Hello? Yes, Domon Kashu is here. Challenge him to a fight with Neo Ireland's Gundam? Fine we'll be ready in 1 hour." Domon grinned. "Let's hope I'm not still aching in an hour!"
"This hand of mine is burning black! It's haunting echo drives me on to victory!"
So what do you think? R&R please