Well I feel better. Now end the angry rants.
Due to a paper that's due tomorrow morning, this chapter is shorter than I wanted it to be... though I do believe it is written better than Chapter 5 was, that one sucked badly! I'm going to go back and edit it later, I'll tell you when I do so you can re-read it, and hopefully, like it better! I'm also sorry for the cliffhanger, but I couldn't resist! ::grins evilly:: (on a side note, I don't know what to call the little screen that pops up in the cockpit when the pilots talk to eachother, so I'm calling it an intercom ^_^ )
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'No... I'm sorry, I just can't!'
Marie shook her head at the limo driver as it pulled up, then watched as it slowly pulled away, feeling relieved but also worried.
'George will be angry with me for staying... but I can't just leave like this, knowing he could be killed!' she thought as she watched him walk back to the ship, not looking back. She spotted a tree a couple yards away, and went to stand behind it until he got back into the ship. 'I'll just stay here for a little bit... I need to think of a way to explain myself...'
Her thoughts were cut short when the missiles slammed into the ship, sending a hot breeze over her face and through her hair and dress. She held her hand up to her face to block the bright light, then turned on her heel as she saw another missile approaching from the sky, this time coming close to her. She hugged the tree as it wailed past her, and ducked instinctively when it burst into the ground behind the car and sent the vehicle tumbling.
Marie gasped when she caught sight of the back of the car- she could only imagine what would have become of her, had she left as she was supposed to.
"MARIE LOUISE!"
A terrible cry roared through the air- it was of pure pain and sorrow. Marie whipped her head around to see George, standing stiffly as he stared into the blazing car, then suddenly bursting forward towards the flames, screaming her name. He had almost reached it when he was forced to stop, the flames suddenly growing and the car threatening to explode.
He stood for a moment, watching it burn with a look of pure shock, then collapsed to his hands and knees. His fingers curled on the pavement, scratching their surface and causing some to become so scraped they bled.
She began running towards him, watching as he began to mumble under his breath.
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"no... no this isn't possible..."
George muttered as he gripped the rough concrete as hard as he could. He began shaking his head, not believing what he had witnessed.
"She's fine, she's fine..." he continued, starting to shiver, and staring wide-eyed at the ground beneath him as it began to shine with water from his eyes. He tried to refuse the truth of the situation, but the tears that were leaking from his eyes forced him to believe it.
'Marie Louise, you can't do this! There are so many things... so many things that I haven't said, haven't done...' he began, throwing his hands to his head and holding it tightly at the sides. 'I didn't kiss you goodbye, I didn't even hold you...' He squeezed his eyes shut as tightly as he could, feeling the soreness as his tears burned in his eyes. 'Marie Louise, I never even told you...'
"George!"
Her voice washed over him as if it had brought him back to life. His head jerked up and he flew from the ground at the sound of her voice, his mind still buzzing with the thoughts of him losing her.
"I'm right here, it's alright..." she said in a soothing voice as she approached him. He stared at her with a look of shock, then burst forward and flung his arms around her entire torso, arms and all, and held on as if his life depended on it. He nuzzled his head into her hair and took a deep breath, instantly being calmed by the fragrance she always wore.
He was at a total loss of words, so Marie spoke up for him.
"The ship... we have to go help the others." she said after a moment. He nodded and released her, looking at her with a pale but smiling face. His response to her statement wasn't quite what she expected.
"When we return to Neo France," he started, holding her hands and looking into her eyes. "I am telling your father that I will be marrying his daughter."
Marie gasped.
'Oh George...'
"And there is nothing he could ever do to stop me."
Marie's arms flung around George's neck and she kissed him, happier than she had ever been in her entire life. They broke apart and George immediatly called for the Rose Gundam, which soon appeared in front of them. He swept her off her feet and carried her into the cockpit, then prepared to take off. The two lifted from the ground just as the Mirage Gundam appeared on the horizon, glowing eerily in the light of the moon...
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"Domon, we can't fight them here! There are too many people around, someone is going to get hurt!" Rain shouted over the intercom as she pulled back the string of her huge bow, preparing to fire at an approaching Gundam. The enemies bird-like silouette shone against the moonlight as it soared through the air, shots cascading down from it's underside.
'That Gundam... thats the...?!'
"Michelo Chariot. Why am I not surprised?" Domon said as his face twisted into the pissed-off look that everyone around him was accustomed to. The enemy pilot cackled over the intercom as another barrage of shots rained down on the two Gundams.
"Domon Kasshu, you should not be surprised. It was only a matter of time before I found the perfect way to execute my revenge on you and the rest of that shuffle scum!"
His appearance was disgusting- his eyes glowed red and his hair stuck to the clammy surface of his face.
"I must say, it was quite a stroke of genius, this plan I came up with. Kill the women that the pilots love, and they will shatter to pieces right before our very eyes. Then, as they wallow in their sorrow, kill them." he laughed terribly as a missile fired at Rising Gundam, sending it into a wall of the ship as Domon called out Rain's name.
"That little french princess has already fallen victim to our plan. I'm sure Mirabeau is having fun playing with Monsieur de Sand as we speak."
"You bastard..." Domon said hoarsely as he helped Rain up, his voice drenched with rage. He flicked a switch in the cockpit that allowed him to speak only to her.
"Rain, it's too dangerous for you to fight. You have to get out of the Rising Gundam now!" he shouted as another wave of fire shot at them. He turned so his Gundam was in front of hers and took all the shots to the back, a pained look on his face.
"Domon!" she shouted as his black suit lit with red circuitry, sending the pain signals through his body. He shook his head and smiled up at her.
"I'm fine, but hurry!"
Rain opened the cockpit of Rising Gundam and jumped from it's cockpit into the cockpit of the God Gundam.
"Now, head that way." Rain said as she pointed to a treeline in the distance. "There won't be any civilians there."
Domon nodded and obeyed, controlling the Gundams movements as it flew towards their battle ground.
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"Sai, watch your six!"
Chibodee's voice was barely audible, coming from the car racing below the Dragon Gundam. From behind Sai Saici, three Gundams appeared, and quickly started to catch up.
"Can't you guys go any faster down there?! I don't want to have to fight all three!" He shouted from the cockpit of Dragon Gundam. Cecil stood behind him, squinting to try and make out which Gundams were approaching them.
"The leading Gundam is from Neo England," Cecil said over her shoulder as they sped towards the warehouse.
"Behind it is Jester Gundam of Neo Portugal, and the last one..."
Cecil gasped as the saw a blue, fish-like tail whip at the sky, propelling the Gundam forward. Her face became neutral, but her eyes were determined, and shone an inner fire that the rarely revealed.
"...and the last one is my brother."
'Hans...' she thought as she watched the Gundam zip through the sky. 'we're going to free you. I promise!'
The attacking Gundams burst forward, spraying the Dragon Gundam with bullets as it shielded the car. Chibodee peered into the distance, watching as the top of a large building approached.
"Hang in there Sai, we're almost there!"
The car finally reached the warehouse and the three jumped out, scrambling towards the Gundams. Chibodee and Allenby flung themselves into the cockpits of Maxter and Nobel, and the eyes of the two Gundams soon glowed green as they awoke.
The eyes of the Bolt Gundam soon lit up as well, and Allenby and Chibodee turned, surprised, to see Nastasha controlling it.
"Lead them to the field Rain spoke of, quickly!" she shouted through the intercom, then blasted through the door of the warehouse, taking off towards the ship. Allenby and Chibodee nodded and took off in the opposite direction, towards the field that God Gundam and Gundam Heaven's Sword had already arrived at.
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"Well this should be easier. Killing you both at once will save me time, though it dissapoints me that I won't get to kill the girl first and watch you suffer." Michelo shrugged as he drew his weapon. "No matter. As long as you are dead and cannot interfere with our plans."
Michelo struck at Domon's shoulder, sending sparks flying from the Gundam and flashes of red light through Domon's MTS suit.
"Michelo, just what are you planning to do?" Domon asked angrily as he clutched his shoulder. Michelo laughed menacingly, and suddenly the DG cells began to multiply, crawling over his body and infecting the small patches of peach skin that were left.
"At first, our plan was simply to gain revenge against the shuffle alliance. But once we found this power..." he looked at his cell-infested hands and curled them into fists. "We figured we may as well put it to good use. Once you all are dead, we will conquer Earth, and all of space."
To Michelo's surprise, Domon began to chuckle.
"Michelo, you will never succeed."
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"Hey Chib, Domon has already started his fight!" Allenby shouted through the intercom. Chibodee nodded as he watched the battle ensue in front of him.
"Yea... but where are those Gundams that were following us? We didn't lose them did we?"
He was soon answered when two Gundams flashed in front of Maxter and Nobel, then simultaneously knocked them to the ground. Chibodee struggled to sit up, flinching when he saw who his opponent was. He shook his head and looked at the opponent darkly..
"Romario," he spit. "I should have known."
The clown laughed insanely, and his Gundam's head bobbled around with glee.
The clown's voice leaked into Chibodee's cockpit, but it did not yet show its face.
"Right you are, Chibodee. I've come back for you. Only this time, I have a new trick."
The clowns artificial face popped onto the screen in Chibodee's cockpit, right in front of him. The sickly mask it always wore was scaley and ashen, festering with DG cells. "I have strength that you will never match!"
"God, that thing is nasty!" Allenby commented as the clown's face appeared in her cockpit as well.
"You shouldn't be worrying about that, girl. You'll have your own troubles soon enough."
Allenby closed her eyes and smiled as she spoke with an insolent tone to Chapman.
"Well if it isn't the dead man walking. Don't tell me you're still alive."
He grinned back at her, his eyes dripping with red energy.
"Guess I'm just a stubborn little bugger, aren't I." he chuckled. "I'm afraid I'm not the one you should be throwing death jokes at, girl. You'll soon meet your end by my hands."
And the two battles began.
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Argo stood outside the ship, his slick hair being thrown in all directions as the Bolt Gundam's artificial wind kicked up around him. Nastasha landed the machine right next to him and lowered it to one knee, so Argo could jump in. He landed in the open cockpit with ease, and the MTS suit was soon on the pilot.
"Argo Gulskii!" a voice roared from behind him as metal buckled and an enemy Gundam bashed into the Bolt Gundam, causing Argo and Nastasha to slam into the ground. The voice sounded again as its fists slammed into the Gundam, littering Bolt's sides with huge craters and dents.
"Andrew..." Argo slowly stood, helping Nastasha up as well, and stared into the glowing green eyes of the enemy Gundam. "Why Andrew, why are you doing this?!"
"Because I finally have the strength to defeat you, Argo of Neo Russia. Michelo Chariot helped me remember my rage for you I lost after the 13th Tournament, and gave me the power to kill you and finally avenge my wife!"
The enraged Andrew burst towards them for another attack, but Argo dodged it and took off for the field, noticing the bright lights of battle that already lit the area.
"Argo, he isn't completely infected yet. We may still be able to cure him..."
Nastasha turned to look behind them, watching as the Neo Canadian fired at them. Too few of the shots connected for it to be a coincidence.
"See there. He is deliberately missing those shots."
He let out a terrible battle cry, sounding angry and pained at the same time.
'Andrew... he must be fighting with himself to win back control. If we don' help him soon, he could become totally devoured by the DG cells...'
"We will cure him."
Nastasha looked up at Argo as he put a huge hand on her opposite shoulder. He landed the Gundam in the field, opposite the Lumber Gundam, and took a fighting stance as it charged forward, all the fury and rage that Andrew had ever felt materializing into a terrible onslaught of attacks...
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Well folks, it's nearing the end! I'm pleased with it thus far, and I have high hopes for the ending. If you review enough when the story's done, I might even throw in an epilogue :-p As for next chapter... well, I feel some very large, very corny attacks coming on...