LEGAL DISCLAIMER: Here we go again. I'm a FAN fiction writer. How can I own things I write fan fiction about? Correct: I can't. Meaning I don't claim to own them, so you're not allowed to sue THIS poor teenager, you rich anime producing companies, you.
NON-LEGAL RAMBLINGS: Y'know, considering how potentially serious this particular fic can/should be, I don't exactly write the most serious disclaimers, do I? Just part of my personality, I guess. You can tell I'm working really hard to get all the requests up before I get potentially swamped with more, except not really 'cause I haven't updated in forever. At least... I hope more people request... ah, it doesn't matter that much. I'll never give up! Look, I'm going to try this every way I can: if you read this, could you give my pal Gundam Triple K a try? He's only got one fic as of yet, but it's a solid first start, and nobody's reviewing. Come on folks, don't ignore him just cause his new. If you don't water the flowers, they'll never grow... hey! What a metaphor! ^_^ Anyway, since I'm just kinda going down the list, here's my next part: Domon Kasshu versus Heero Yuy!
It had been a little while since the downfall of the Devil (Dark) Gundam, and the undisputed Gundam fighter champion and King of Hearts Domon Kasshu was getting really bored. So it was no surprise to anyone when he took the God (Burning) Gundam out of storage and started to look for new challenges. Nobody really worried about him either. Sai, Argo, Chibodee, George, and especially Rain knew he'd be back; after all, there was a Gundam Fight next year. So rather, they wished him luck on his journey, and waited for his return.
It wasn't long after leaving (about 3 and a half weeks), that Domon found himself a competitor: a young, brown haired boy with cold, blue eyes. His green tank top and shorts revealed a surprisingly well-defined body, and clearly nerves of steel; it was way too cold to be wearing that. It was either that, or the fact that he was doing maintenance on a very impressive looking Gundam, but Domon knew he had found his challenge. Heero, meanwhile, turned around to see a taller man with wild, black hair and a large, red cloak staring at him intently. "What do you want?" asked Heero. "Is that Gundam yours, kid?" "And if it is?" "Then I wanna challenge you to a Gundam Fight!"
Heero was absolutely shocked at Domon's eagerness to enter a battle. Shocked and sickened. How many people had died by his hand alone? "It's battle loving people like this guy that won't let the world change for peace." He thought. "Miss Relena... my friends... and myself. We've all worked hard to bring a world without battles, and I'm not about to let you go screw it up. To preserve the peace we fought for, I'll accept your challenge, but consider this as your warning: I'm going to kill you." Domon was quite taken aback by the morbid tone of the young man's voice, but it was clear that this kid was a warrior... he'd make a great challenge. "Calm down, buddy, it's just a little match. For fun, y'know, nothing serious!" he said. Heero climbed into his Gundam: Wing Zero. "That is precisely why you have to die. You have no respect for the true nature of battles... I can't let people like that live to spread their delusions."
Domon thought to himself for a moment. "I have no idea what this kid's going on about... is he serious? Nah, nobody's stupid enough to kill a Gundam Fighter; he's gotta be bluffing. Hey, that must be it! He's trying to throw me off before we start... nice plan!" Having concluded that he had nothing to worry about, Domon called for his Gundam. Entering an intermediate fighting stance, Domon sized up his opposition. The Gundam he was up against had the same coloration as his, but it was built completely differently. In the back, there were large, wing-like things that gave the machine something of a angelic quality. Two Vulcan machine guns were held on the shoulders, and it looked like there was at least one beam saber hidden somewhere. What worried Domon the most, however, was the massive double barrel gun it held in its left hand, and the large red shield in its right.
Heero, meanwhile, also sized up his opposition. "Hmm... that Gundam only has two Vulcans for projectiles... it seems to be made entirely for hand to hand combat... could he be serious about recreational fighting?" he said quietly. Tossing the Buster Rifle to one side, he called out, "I won't be needing this." And drew out a beam saber. Domon grinned and launched himself at the Wing Zero with a flying kick, which Heero easily dodged, and brought his saber down on his hapless foe's back. "You're far too slow... you're moves are easily predicted, and therefore easily countered." This mocking enraged Domon. "Oh yeah!? Let's see how predictable I am!" He drew his own saber and clashed mightily against the Wing Zero's, but never really seemed to make any leeway. The sword fight ended abruptly with Domon nearly losing God Gundam's hand to an incredibly quick counter attack. "Well, I guess this calls for specialty techniques, then." He backed off and held his right hand aloft. "What the hell is he doing?" pondered Heero. "This hand of mine is burning red!!" The chest plate on God Gundam lifted up, revealing a large red crest. "Its loud roar tells me to grasp victory!" A guard slipped over the hand, which was now glowing with intense heat. "ERUPTING.... BURNING... FINGER!!!" The assault met with Wing Zero's shield, which melted into scrap. "Not a bad trick, but you're still too slow to keep up with Zero!" Heero took a huge, arcing slash at God Gundam's unprotected chest, but Domon was able to dodge, if only just barely.
"Incredible!" the king of hearts exclaimed, "He's better than my burning finger! But we're still getting started, aren't we, God Gundam!" Domon activated the Hyper Mode, and his machine began to glow golden, much to Heero's surprise. "This is my Gundam's TRUE form!" called Domon, leaping at Heero with exponentially improved agility, speed, and aggression. Now, even the mighty Zero system was having a difficult time of keeping pace, and many hard blows landed on the heretofore-untouched Wing Zero. "So, that thing can increase its power by feeding off the pilot's emotions... that's an impressive peace of machinery." Pressing a few switches, Heero switched over to Neo-bird mode, and Wing Zero morphed itself into a fighter jet. Amazed but undaunted, Domon kept up his assault, only now it was harder to make contact, and even then it was only a passing blow. Heero flew in slowly increasing circles, careful not to reveal his intent, as he edged closer to his Buster Rifle. When he reached it, he re-converted back to battle mode. "Ha! I've been waiting for you to do that! What, you run out of fuel? Well, here I go! School of the Undefeated of the East: The Ultimate Technique! SEIKI HA... TENKYOKEN!!!" It was Domon's most well guarded secret, and a technique that he and he alone could use, since Master Asia had met with his unfortunate demise. A massive energy blast shot forth from God Gundam's palms towards Wing Zero, who had already rearmed himself with the Buster Rifle. "Locked onto the target..." said Heero completely emotionlessly. "Commencing destruction." Pulling the trigger, Heero unleashed a force capable of destroying massive asteroids with a single shot; a beam that had taken out over a dozen mobile suits with that same single shot. It easily overtook the seiki ha tenkyoken, with energy to spare to blow off the arm of the aggressor. Moving in close, he pointed both barrels at point blank on God Gundam's chest.
"The fight is over... you lose." Domon flinched, all the while thinking, "Shit! This kid's really gonna go through with this!" Heero, however, only lifted the gun up to a resting position. "Wing Zero tells me you are not my enemy. It shows me no future in which you cause harm to the universe. However, be sure that you take the battle for its true nature, and not the over-glorified delusion you seem to carry." Wing Zero turned around and walked away. At that moment, a black Gundam with a huge scythe appeared next to Domon. "Consider yourself lucky, pal. The years have really softened Heero up. If you had fought him earlier, he woulda just blasted ya to pieces! Hey, Heero, wait up! Aren't ya going to wait for your buddy? Aw, come on, man! Jesus, some things never change." And so the God of Death Duo Maxwell ran after Heero to catch up with him, leaving Domon to wonder just what the hell had happened. "That rifle is incredible... Those Gundams... they must be for war. Now I understand, Heero. Don't worry, I'll keep my fighting to the ring. Oh crap, that's right! I've gotta go get this thing fixed before the next Gundam Fight!"
End fight....
So, here we have it. The King of Hearts is no match for a warrior boy. Let's face the facts, though. Domon Kasshu may be powerful, but he doesn't have anywhere near the experience Heero does. Or the firepower. Or the same will to fight. Yeah, I already said he's good, but he's no match for a true soldier... man, Zechs would eat him alive! Poor guy, at least he's got a girlfriend who DOESN'T belong in the morgue. Damn Relena Peacecraft... Well, have fun reading this, and keep the suggestions coming, or else I'll have to make one myself!
NON-LEGAL RAMBLINGS: Y'know, considering how potentially serious this particular fic can/should be, I don't exactly write the most serious disclaimers, do I? Just part of my personality, I guess. You can tell I'm working really hard to get all the requests up before I get potentially swamped with more, except not really 'cause I haven't updated in forever. At least... I hope more people request... ah, it doesn't matter that much. I'll never give up! Look, I'm going to try this every way I can: if you read this, could you give my pal Gundam Triple K a try? He's only got one fic as of yet, but it's a solid first start, and nobody's reviewing. Come on folks, don't ignore him just cause his new. If you don't water the flowers, they'll never grow... hey! What a metaphor! ^_^ Anyway, since I'm just kinda going down the list, here's my next part: Domon Kasshu versus Heero Yuy!
It had been a little while since the downfall of the Devil (Dark) Gundam, and the undisputed Gundam fighter champion and King of Hearts Domon Kasshu was getting really bored. So it was no surprise to anyone when he took the God (Burning) Gundam out of storage and started to look for new challenges. Nobody really worried about him either. Sai, Argo, Chibodee, George, and especially Rain knew he'd be back; after all, there was a Gundam Fight next year. So rather, they wished him luck on his journey, and waited for his return.
It wasn't long after leaving (about 3 and a half weeks), that Domon found himself a competitor: a young, brown haired boy with cold, blue eyes. His green tank top and shorts revealed a surprisingly well-defined body, and clearly nerves of steel; it was way too cold to be wearing that. It was either that, or the fact that he was doing maintenance on a very impressive looking Gundam, but Domon knew he had found his challenge. Heero, meanwhile, turned around to see a taller man with wild, black hair and a large, red cloak staring at him intently. "What do you want?" asked Heero. "Is that Gundam yours, kid?" "And if it is?" "Then I wanna challenge you to a Gundam Fight!"
Heero was absolutely shocked at Domon's eagerness to enter a battle. Shocked and sickened. How many people had died by his hand alone? "It's battle loving people like this guy that won't let the world change for peace." He thought. "Miss Relena... my friends... and myself. We've all worked hard to bring a world without battles, and I'm not about to let you go screw it up. To preserve the peace we fought for, I'll accept your challenge, but consider this as your warning: I'm going to kill you." Domon was quite taken aback by the morbid tone of the young man's voice, but it was clear that this kid was a warrior... he'd make a great challenge. "Calm down, buddy, it's just a little match. For fun, y'know, nothing serious!" he said. Heero climbed into his Gundam: Wing Zero. "That is precisely why you have to die. You have no respect for the true nature of battles... I can't let people like that live to spread their delusions."
Domon thought to himself for a moment. "I have no idea what this kid's going on about... is he serious? Nah, nobody's stupid enough to kill a Gundam Fighter; he's gotta be bluffing. Hey, that must be it! He's trying to throw me off before we start... nice plan!" Having concluded that he had nothing to worry about, Domon called for his Gundam. Entering an intermediate fighting stance, Domon sized up his opposition. The Gundam he was up against had the same coloration as his, but it was built completely differently. In the back, there were large, wing-like things that gave the machine something of a angelic quality. Two Vulcan machine guns were held on the shoulders, and it looked like there was at least one beam saber hidden somewhere. What worried Domon the most, however, was the massive double barrel gun it held in its left hand, and the large red shield in its right.
Heero, meanwhile, also sized up his opposition. "Hmm... that Gundam only has two Vulcans for projectiles... it seems to be made entirely for hand to hand combat... could he be serious about recreational fighting?" he said quietly. Tossing the Buster Rifle to one side, he called out, "I won't be needing this." And drew out a beam saber. Domon grinned and launched himself at the Wing Zero with a flying kick, which Heero easily dodged, and brought his saber down on his hapless foe's back. "You're far too slow... you're moves are easily predicted, and therefore easily countered." This mocking enraged Domon. "Oh yeah!? Let's see how predictable I am!" He drew his own saber and clashed mightily against the Wing Zero's, but never really seemed to make any leeway. The sword fight ended abruptly with Domon nearly losing God Gundam's hand to an incredibly quick counter attack. "Well, I guess this calls for specialty techniques, then." He backed off and held his right hand aloft. "What the hell is he doing?" pondered Heero. "This hand of mine is burning red!!" The chest plate on God Gundam lifted up, revealing a large red crest. "Its loud roar tells me to grasp victory!" A guard slipped over the hand, which was now glowing with intense heat. "ERUPTING.... BURNING... FINGER!!!" The assault met with Wing Zero's shield, which melted into scrap. "Not a bad trick, but you're still too slow to keep up with Zero!" Heero took a huge, arcing slash at God Gundam's unprotected chest, but Domon was able to dodge, if only just barely.
"Incredible!" the king of hearts exclaimed, "He's better than my burning finger! But we're still getting started, aren't we, God Gundam!" Domon activated the Hyper Mode, and his machine began to glow golden, much to Heero's surprise. "This is my Gundam's TRUE form!" called Domon, leaping at Heero with exponentially improved agility, speed, and aggression. Now, even the mighty Zero system was having a difficult time of keeping pace, and many hard blows landed on the heretofore-untouched Wing Zero. "So, that thing can increase its power by feeding off the pilot's emotions... that's an impressive peace of machinery." Pressing a few switches, Heero switched over to Neo-bird mode, and Wing Zero morphed itself into a fighter jet. Amazed but undaunted, Domon kept up his assault, only now it was harder to make contact, and even then it was only a passing blow. Heero flew in slowly increasing circles, careful not to reveal his intent, as he edged closer to his Buster Rifle. When he reached it, he re-converted back to battle mode. "Ha! I've been waiting for you to do that! What, you run out of fuel? Well, here I go! School of the Undefeated of the East: The Ultimate Technique! SEIKI HA... TENKYOKEN!!!" It was Domon's most well guarded secret, and a technique that he and he alone could use, since Master Asia had met with his unfortunate demise. A massive energy blast shot forth from God Gundam's palms towards Wing Zero, who had already rearmed himself with the Buster Rifle. "Locked onto the target..." said Heero completely emotionlessly. "Commencing destruction." Pulling the trigger, Heero unleashed a force capable of destroying massive asteroids with a single shot; a beam that had taken out over a dozen mobile suits with that same single shot. It easily overtook the seiki ha tenkyoken, with energy to spare to blow off the arm of the aggressor. Moving in close, he pointed both barrels at point blank on God Gundam's chest.
"The fight is over... you lose." Domon flinched, all the while thinking, "Shit! This kid's really gonna go through with this!" Heero, however, only lifted the gun up to a resting position. "Wing Zero tells me you are not my enemy. It shows me no future in which you cause harm to the universe. However, be sure that you take the battle for its true nature, and not the over-glorified delusion you seem to carry." Wing Zero turned around and walked away. At that moment, a black Gundam with a huge scythe appeared next to Domon. "Consider yourself lucky, pal. The years have really softened Heero up. If you had fought him earlier, he woulda just blasted ya to pieces! Hey, Heero, wait up! Aren't ya going to wait for your buddy? Aw, come on, man! Jesus, some things never change." And so the God of Death Duo Maxwell ran after Heero to catch up with him, leaving Domon to wonder just what the hell had happened. "That rifle is incredible... Those Gundams... they must be for war. Now I understand, Heero. Don't worry, I'll keep my fighting to the ring. Oh crap, that's right! I've gotta go get this thing fixed before the next Gundam Fight!"
End fight....
So, here we have it. The King of Hearts is no match for a warrior boy. Let's face the facts, though. Domon Kasshu may be powerful, but he doesn't have anywhere near the experience Heero does. Or the firepower. Or the same will to fight. Yeah, I already said he's good, but he's no match for a true soldier... man, Zechs would eat him alive! Poor guy, at least he's got a girlfriend who DOESN'T belong in the morgue. Damn Relena Peacecraft... Well, have fun reading this, and keep the suggestions coming, or else I'll have to make one myself!