(Disclaimer: I don't own Domone Kashu, or G Gundam. I do own Drake and his
gundam,
Gundam Shadowblade. I also own all the Neo countries and their gundams that aren't
covered in the series.)
(Striker: Four years ago Domone Kashu was victorious in the Gundam Fight, defeating
the Devil Gundam and marrying Rain Mikamura. Now, the next Gundam Fight is about
to begin, but an ominous shadow is cast over the whole tournament, but what is it? *Rips
off patch and red suit*
Let's get things started!
Gundam Fight all set!
Ready, GO!
Fall to Earth, Gundam Shadowblade arrives.)
(Neo-Thailand Colony, currently orbiting near the Moon)
In the large Launch bay on the colony, workers flitted around in the weightless
atmosphere like bees in a hive, buzzing around the Gundam that now was anchored to its
platform. Only the shadowy outline of the Gundam was visible, but the parts that were
periodically lit up by the light of acetylene torches revealed that it was painted a mix of
black and gray, but its eyes glowed a piercing electric blue. Its most memorable feature
was that it carried a pair of black angel-like wings on its back (think the wings on Wing
Zero Custom, but black). Each worker had their own job to do, whether it was to make
sure armor was securely in place, weapons were fully loaded, or that the Mobile Trace
system was working properly. High above it all, in an enclosed control room, stood two
men. One was obviously a scientist, complete with a long white lab coat and thick
glasses; he was constantly talking to the workers over the comm. Network. The other was
tall, yet muscular. He wore scuffed black motorcycle boots, black jeans, and a dark gray
shirt beneath a long black leather coat. To complete the image, he wore black sunglasses
and black and gray leather fingerless gloves. "My technicians say that the checking
procedure is nearly complete, Mr. Drake. Shadowblade Gundam will be ready to take off
in roughly an hour." The scientist reported. The other man turned from viewing the
gundam's maintenance. "Very good Dr. Yoshimura. Have my shuttle made ready to
launch, I'm leaving for Earth." Drake replied. "Of course." The doctor replied, relaying
the orders to the flight crew as Drake floated out into the hallway. Within minutes, he
was at the door leading to the docking bay. He paused, taking a deep breath as he slapped
the button to open the hatch that his shuttle was connected to. It was a habit that he was
trying to break, taking a breath before heading out into docking tubes. Using his hands,
he propelled himself through the docking tube and into his shuttle. He swung himself
smoothly into the cabin and seated himself with a light thump. A hissing announced the
hatch sealing as the shuttle disengaged from the tube. With short bursts of its
maneuvering jets, the shuttle glided towards a small gate set in the larger main gate,
which opened at their approach. Then the main engines kicked in and the shuttle rocketed
forward towards Earth. "Projected travel time; 37 minutes." The pilot reported. Drake
looked out his window and to his surprise he saw five shuttles descending towards Earth
in a perfect V-formation. "Pilot, what nations own those shuttles?" Drake asked. "I
believe that the two on the left are owned by Neo-America and Neo-France. The two
opposite them belong to Neo-Russia and Neo-China. That's Neo-Japan in front." The
pilot replied. [The Shuffle Alliance.] Drake thought. He looked down at the back of his
right hand where his own symbol blazed. It was in the shape of a medieval knight in front
of a pair of crossed swords, the tiny script at the knight's feet read 'Lord of Blades'.
"Pilot, follow them down." Drake instructed. "Yes sir." Came the pilots reply as Drake
settled back in his seat for the rest of the flight. The shuttle smoothly took up position
behind the formation. Aboard Neo-Japan's shuttle, Domon looked at the Neo- Thailand
shuttle on a monitor. "So, it looks like we have a fan." Domon said quietly. "Hmm?"
Rain asked, stirring at his side. "Nothing sweetheart, go back to sleep." Domon said.
~Two hours later. Paris, France~
Domon stood alone on a balcony that gave him a good view of the toppled Eiffel
Tower in the palace. He turned as he heard footsteps. "Well Domon, how has your
training been." Jorge DeSand asked as he walked out to join him. "You know, this tower
was once a thing of beauty. Then as time wore on, it became old and decrepit, like a lot of
Earth." Jorge said, standing next to Domon. "There are few places left in the world that
hold beauty, most of it is just twisted metal and rubble." Argo Gulski said as he strode
out to join them. "That's all going to change soon, the rebuilding projects that are
happening all over the world are seeing to that." Chibodee Crockett said as he joined
them as well. "Yes, in a way, the Dark Gundam was a blessing in disguise." Sai Sici said
as he too joined them. All five of them stood silently, gazing upon the Tower. Behind
them, the grand piano started playing Mozart, and somehow it fit the moment. "Evening
gentlemen." Came the voice from behind them. They all jumped up, they hadn't heard
him approach, he was just suddenly there, like a ghost. "Who are you?" Chibodee
demanded. "My name is Drake Hiraki, and I am the Gundam Fighter for Neo- Thailand. I
come to challenge you, Jorge DeSand." Drake said, pointing at Jorge. "Very well. We
shall do battle." Jorge replied. "No, not here, not now. We will battle tomorrow in the
countryside at 3:00 p.m., be on time. I now bid you gentlemen adieu." Drake said. He
sunk into the shadows and disappeared as he'd come, like a ghost. "Strange." Domon
mused.
~The next day, 3:00 p.m.~
Jorge stood atop his Gundam Rose as he waited in the countryside surrounding
Paris at the correct time. "We've been sitting here for ten minutes, where's that Neo-
Thailand guy?!" Chibodee complained. "I have been here as long as you guys have." Said
Drake, causing everyone to jump in surprise. He was sitting in the tree that was shading
the jeep. He calmly slid off his branch and landed on the hood. He slowly strode towards
Gundam Rose. "Let us begin." Drake said simply as he raised one hand towards the
heavens. "Rise, Gundam Shadowblade!"
~Outer Space, Neo-Thailand Colony~
Klaxons sounded as the carrier closed around Gundam Shadowblade. At the same
time, the massive bay doors rumbled open in preparation for launch. The computer
started counting down, "Launch in 5-4-3-2-1-ignition!" The carrier shot out of the bay as
if from a cannon, traveling at many times the speed that Drake's shuttle had gone.
~Back on Earth~
"Uhh.where is it?" Chibodee wondered. "There!" Sai Sici pointed. Everyone
saw the small dot on the horizon that rapidly grew larger and larger. With an ominous
thud, it landed very close to Gundam Rose. Drake went through a door at its base as
everyone waited.
~Inside Gundam Shadowblade~
Drake climbed into the cockpit of his Gundam, removing his jacket as he did so
and toss it aside. "Shadowblade, on-line!" Instantly the cockpit lit up as the Gundam
Shadowblade awoke from its slumber. From above, the mobile trace system descended,
wrapping him in its folds. The flag of Thailand flashed on his chest. "My Gundam is very
special, I had found it when training in the Guyana Highlands two years ago. My
government fixed it up and here it is." As Drake spoke, the carrier began to blossom
open. "Shuffle Alliance, I give you, Gundam Shadowblade!" His Gundam stood to its full
height, arms crossed over its chest. The similarity between it and another Gundam was
striking...
Domon: No way.
Chibodee: Impossible...
Jorge: It can't be..
Sai Sici: How can you possess...
Argo: I can't believe it..
All: IT'S SHINING GUNDAM!
[End of Chapter]
Gundam Shadowblade. I also own all the Neo countries and their gundams that aren't
covered in the series.)
(Striker: Four years ago Domone Kashu was victorious in the Gundam Fight, defeating
the Devil Gundam and marrying Rain Mikamura. Now, the next Gundam Fight is about
to begin, but an ominous shadow is cast over the whole tournament, but what is it? *Rips
off patch and red suit*
Let's get things started!
Gundam Fight all set!
Ready, GO!
Fall to Earth, Gundam Shadowblade arrives.)
(Neo-Thailand Colony, currently orbiting near the Moon)
In the large Launch bay on the colony, workers flitted around in the weightless
atmosphere like bees in a hive, buzzing around the Gundam that now was anchored to its
platform. Only the shadowy outline of the Gundam was visible, but the parts that were
periodically lit up by the light of acetylene torches revealed that it was painted a mix of
black and gray, but its eyes glowed a piercing electric blue. Its most memorable feature
was that it carried a pair of black angel-like wings on its back (think the wings on Wing
Zero Custom, but black). Each worker had their own job to do, whether it was to make
sure armor was securely in place, weapons were fully loaded, or that the Mobile Trace
system was working properly. High above it all, in an enclosed control room, stood two
men. One was obviously a scientist, complete with a long white lab coat and thick
glasses; he was constantly talking to the workers over the comm. Network. The other was
tall, yet muscular. He wore scuffed black motorcycle boots, black jeans, and a dark gray
shirt beneath a long black leather coat. To complete the image, he wore black sunglasses
and black and gray leather fingerless gloves. "My technicians say that the checking
procedure is nearly complete, Mr. Drake. Shadowblade Gundam will be ready to take off
in roughly an hour." The scientist reported. The other man turned from viewing the
gundam's maintenance. "Very good Dr. Yoshimura. Have my shuttle made ready to
launch, I'm leaving for Earth." Drake replied. "Of course." The doctor replied, relaying
the orders to the flight crew as Drake floated out into the hallway. Within minutes, he
was at the door leading to the docking bay. He paused, taking a deep breath as he slapped
the button to open the hatch that his shuttle was connected to. It was a habit that he was
trying to break, taking a breath before heading out into docking tubes. Using his hands,
he propelled himself through the docking tube and into his shuttle. He swung himself
smoothly into the cabin and seated himself with a light thump. A hissing announced the
hatch sealing as the shuttle disengaged from the tube. With short bursts of its
maneuvering jets, the shuttle glided towards a small gate set in the larger main gate,
which opened at their approach. Then the main engines kicked in and the shuttle rocketed
forward towards Earth. "Projected travel time; 37 minutes." The pilot reported. Drake
looked out his window and to his surprise he saw five shuttles descending towards Earth
in a perfect V-formation. "Pilot, what nations own those shuttles?" Drake asked. "I
believe that the two on the left are owned by Neo-America and Neo-France. The two
opposite them belong to Neo-Russia and Neo-China. That's Neo-Japan in front." The
pilot replied. [The Shuffle Alliance.] Drake thought. He looked down at the back of his
right hand where his own symbol blazed. It was in the shape of a medieval knight in front
of a pair of crossed swords, the tiny script at the knight's feet read 'Lord of Blades'.
"Pilot, follow them down." Drake instructed. "Yes sir." Came the pilots reply as Drake
settled back in his seat for the rest of the flight. The shuttle smoothly took up position
behind the formation. Aboard Neo-Japan's shuttle, Domon looked at the Neo- Thailand
shuttle on a monitor. "So, it looks like we have a fan." Domon said quietly. "Hmm?"
Rain asked, stirring at his side. "Nothing sweetheart, go back to sleep." Domon said.
~Two hours later. Paris, France~
Domon stood alone on a balcony that gave him a good view of the toppled Eiffel
Tower in the palace. He turned as he heard footsteps. "Well Domon, how has your
training been." Jorge DeSand asked as he walked out to join him. "You know, this tower
was once a thing of beauty. Then as time wore on, it became old and decrepit, like a lot of
Earth." Jorge said, standing next to Domon. "There are few places left in the world that
hold beauty, most of it is just twisted metal and rubble." Argo Gulski said as he strode
out to join them. "That's all going to change soon, the rebuilding projects that are
happening all over the world are seeing to that." Chibodee Crockett said as he joined
them as well. "Yes, in a way, the Dark Gundam was a blessing in disguise." Sai Sici said
as he too joined them. All five of them stood silently, gazing upon the Tower. Behind
them, the grand piano started playing Mozart, and somehow it fit the moment. "Evening
gentlemen." Came the voice from behind them. They all jumped up, they hadn't heard
him approach, he was just suddenly there, like a ghost. "Who are you?" Chibodee
demanded. "My name is Drake Hiraki, and I am the Gundam Fighter for Neo- Thailand. I
come to challenge you, Jorge DeSand." Drake said, pointing at Jorge. "Very well. We
shall do battle." Jorge replied. "No, not here, not now. We will battle tomorrow in the
countryside at 3:00 p.m., be on time. I now bid you gentlemen adieu." Drake said. He
sunk into the shadows and disappeared as he'd come, like a ghost. "Strange." Domon
mused.
~The next day, 3:00 p.m.~
Jorge stood atop his Gundam Rose as he waited in the countryside surrounding
Paris at the correct time. "We've been sitting here for ten minutes, where's that Neo-
Thailand guy?!" Chibodee complained. "I have been here as long as you guys have." Said
Drake, causing everyone to jump in surprise. He was sitting in the tree that was shading
the jeep. He calmly slid off his branch and landed on the hood. He slowly strode towards
Gundam Rose. "Let us begin." Drake said simply as he raised one hand towards the
heavens. "Rise, Gundam Shadowblade!"
~Outer Space, Neo-Thailand Colony~
Klaxons sounded as the carrier closed around Gundam Shadowblade. At the same
time, the massive bay doors rumbled open in preparation for launch. The computer
started counting down, "Launch in 5-4-3-2-1-ignition!" The carrier shot out of the bay as
if from a cannon, traveling at many times the speed that Drake's shuttle had gone.
~Back on Earth~
"Uhh.where is it?" Chibodee wondered. "There!" Sai Sici pointed. Everyone
saw the small dot on the horizon that rapidly grew larger and larger. With an ominous
thud, it landed very close to Gundam Rose. Drake went through a door at its base as
everyone waited.
~Inside Gundam Shadowblade~
Drake climbed into the cockpit of his Gundam, removing his jacket as he did so
and toss it aside. "Shadowblade, on-line!" Instantly the cockpit lit up as the Gundam
Shadowblade awoke from its slumber. From above, the mobile trace system descended,
wrapping him in its folds. The flag of Thailand flashed on his chest. "My Gundam is very
special, I had found it when training in the Guyana Highlands two years ago. My
government fixed it up and here it is." As Drake spoke, the carrier began to blossom
open. "Shuffle Alliance, I give you, Gundam Shadowblade!" His Gundam stood to its full
height, arms crossed over its chest. The similarity between it and another Gundam was
striking...
Domon: No way.
Chibodee: Impossible...
Jorge: It can't be..
Sai Sici: How can you possess...
Argo: I can't believe it..
All: IT'S SHINING GUNDAM!
[End of Chapter]
