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A/N: Ok. Thanks to everyone who's been patient with me. No, I am not dead. College work unfortunately took up a lot more time than I figured. However, it is lessening for the moment, so I am taking this time to try and get some of my stories updated. So, without further ado.
Legend: ~ means TV or monitor '' means thinking "" Means talking [] Means Radio Comm.
Chapter 1: Planetfall, Inquisitor's First Battle.
****One Week Later****
"I hate this." says Matt, as he feels the G-forces begin to build. "I can handle mech battles and space travel, but I absolutely hate planetary drops!" "Yeah, yeah, we know. Most of us aren't fond of this, but it's the only way to get onto the planet, sir." Says Sgt. Josh Redmon, member of Tango Lance, designated Tango two. "Shut it, Sgt," replies Matt. Quickly shifting to the cockpit frequency, "Pilot, how long 'til we're on the fucking ground!" [ETA to planetary breach, 90 sec.] "Roger that." "Hey, Lt?" asks Cpl. Shaun Wilda, designated Tango 3. "What's up." "Well," asks Shaun, "what exactly are we facing once we hit planet, sir?" "Ah. Ok, people, listen up. Here's what going on" says Matt. "We're on this planet, because we picked up a transmission saying that there's some year-long series of battles going on that, at the end of it all, will determine which country is ruler of this planet for the next four years." "Why can't the Inner Sphere and Clan rulers fight like that. Seems a lot more effective than just sending all of us to our deaths" replies Cpl. Josh Stoyak, the smart ass of the group, designated Tango 4. "You know, Josh," replies Matt, "that's a good thought. But I got no answer for you. Anyway, I decided to enter into this fight as well. The way I see it, we win this thing, and we might get a nice bonus from the LCCC." This gets a rousing cheer from the group. [Lt. Kabrinski.] Replies a voice. "Go ahead, Pilot." [We've cleared the atmosphere. The map we received puts us over a country called Neo-Panama. Shall we begin landing procedure?] "Roger pilot. Yeah, find a place to set her down, then we'll begin gathering information on this place, as well as these gundam fighters." [Roger. Over and out.]
****One Hour Later****
"Finally," says Matt as he stretches, "I hate planetary drops. Oh well, lets start out on foot. There's a town not too far from here. Let's grab some chow, and get some info. But be discreet. Stoyak, I'm talking to you!" "What, what'd I do?" "Last time we tried to get some info, you nearly got us all killed!" shouts Shaun. "Oh, that." "Yes, oh that! I'm serious, Josh. Screw us up again, and I'll have you busted down to private so fast you'll think you left orbit!" Shouts Matt, then takes a few breaths. "Ok, now that that's out of my system, lets go." "Right!" says all three of them. "Techie!" says Matt. "Yes sir." "Listen, have my 'mech powered up, loaded, and on standby, just incase we find a Gundam fighter who's looking for a fight." "Yes sir!"
****45 min. Later, in the Town****
"Not bad. I can see why this tour guide gave the restaurant 3 stars," says Matt. "Agreed," says Redmon, "but now it's time to see if there's a Gundam fighter here." "Right. Ok, split up, and meet at this park," says Matt, pointing to a park on a map, "in One hour." "Got it," says Redmon. "Right," says Shaun. "Okily Dokily," says Stoyak. The group splits up, but Matt grabs Stoyak by his collar. "I mean it, Josh. No Screwing around!" "No problem," says Stoyak. Matt Sighs, and walks off, Stoyak heading in the opposite direction. 'I just know this is going to end like usual: Us running from an angry mob thirsting for blood. Oh well.' Matt walks around for a while, listening to groups as they speak, but not getting any useful information. After a while, though, he here's a group say that there's no gundam fighters here. So, thinking he may have lucked out, he walks over to them. "Excuse me, did I hear you say you're looking for a gundam fight," says Matt. "Yeah, what's it to ya." "Well, I overheard some people say that they're looking for a Gundam fighter, and that they'd wait for a few hours outside of Portobello, starting round Noon." The guy grins at Matt. "Thanks for the info, pal. Alright, lets go welcome our 'guest.'" Says the opposing fighter. After they leave, Matt grins, and takes off in a dead run back towards the Dropship. While running, he hits the activate switch on his Comm. Link. "Tango Lance, listen up. We've got us a fight. Rendezvous at the Lightning, pronto!" [Roger, Lt.] [Roger Sir] [Gotcha.] Switching frequencies, Matt contacts the Tech. Staff. "Techie, listen up, we've found the fighter. I need my mech powered up and loaded, pronto!" [Roger that, Lt. She'll be ready in 20 min.] "Roger that."
****Thirty Minutes Later****
"Ok." Says Jake, Neo-Panama's fighter. "So, where's this guy at?" "Hello again," says Matt, walking up in his Custom Centurion, Inquisitor. "WHAT?! You're the fighter?" "Small world, ain't it. Yeah, it's me. Name's Matt Kabrinski." "Mine's Jake." "Nice to meet ya. So, what say we get this started, shall we? GUNDAM FIGHT!" "Fine by me, I was looking for a fight anyway" replies Jake, "READY!" "GO!"
Neo-Panama's fighter barrels forward, his Miner Gundam barreling forward. Matt just waits, and at the last second, uses his 'mech's Jump Jets to dodge the attack. Quickly locking on, he fires a missile salvo aimed at the Gundam's vernias. The missiles hit on target, completely trashing it's main propulsion system. However, Matt sees that it isn't over, as the Miner Gundam charges forward. Hitting his jets again, Matt dodges the Gundam's obviously reckless charge, and fires his autocannon, blasting the Gundam's right leg clear off below the knee. Remembering the Gundam fight rules, Matt engages his Jets once more, and brings his 'mech down on Miner Gundam's head, crushing it under 50 Tons of weight. Matt smirks, and opens up a comm. line to the pilot. "Rule one of the Gundam Fight International Regulations. A unit whose head section has been destroyed is disqualified, correct," says Matt. "Lightning, this is Call-Sign Knuckles. Target neutralized. Chalk up one win for us." [Knuckles, this is Lightning, Roger that. Data received by the Gundam committee. Win confirmed. The remains of Tango Lance are aboard. Return here, and we'll head to another area. Over.] "Roger that, Lightning, returning to base camp. Over and out." "Thanks for the fight, Jake. Catch ya later," says Matt. "Yeah, no problem. You'd better make to the final round. This way, I can bet on ya to win." Both share a quick laugh. "Gotcha Jake. Later." "Lightning, this is Knuckles, I need a heading to return to the ship." [Roger. Return path through the ship is Nav Point Echo. Over.] "Roger that, Lightning. Knuckles, over and out." The Centurion turns to the left, and begins to head towards Nav Echo, Matt happy on his first win in the Gundam Fight.
A/N: Ok. Thanks to everyone who's been patient with me. No, I am not dead. College work unfortunately took up a lot more time than I figured. However, it is lessening for the moment, so I am taking this time to try and get some of my stories updated. So, without further ado.
Legend: ~ means TV or monitor '' means thinking "" Means talking [] Means Radio Comm.
Chapter 1: Planetfall, Inquisitor's First Battle.
****One Week Later****
"I hate this." says Matt, as he feels the G-forces begin to build. "I can handle mech battles and space travel, but I absolutely hate planetary drops!" "Yeah, yeah, we know. Most of us aren't fond of this, but it's the only way to get onto the planet, sir." Says Sgt. Josh Redmon, member of Tango Lance, designated Tango two. "Shut it, Sgt," replies Matt. Quickly shifting to the cockpit frequency, "Pilot, how long 'til we're on the fucking ground!" [ETA to planetary breach, 90 sec.] "Roger that." "Hey, Lt?" asks Cpl. Shaun Wilda, designated Tango 3. "What's up." "Well," asks Shaun, "what exactly are we facing once we hit planet, sir?" "Ah. Ok, people, listen up. Here's what going on" says Matt. "We're on this planet, because we picked up a transmission saying that there's some year-long series of battles going on that, at the end of it all, will determine which country is ruler of this planet for the next four years." "Why can't the Inner Sphere and Clan rulers fight like that. Seems a lot more effective than just sending all of us to our deaths" replies Cpl. Josh Stoyak, the smart ass of the group, designated Tango 4. "You know, Josh," replies Matt, "that's a good thought. But I got no answer for you. Anyway, I decided to enter into this fight as well. The way I see it, we win this thing, and we might get a nice bonus from the LCCC." This gets a rousing cheer from the group. [Lt. Kabrinski.] Replies a voice. "Go ahead, Pilot." [We've cleared the atmosphere. The map we received puts us over a country called Neo-Panama. Shall we begin landing procedure?] "Roger pilot. Yeah, find a place to set her down, then we'll begin gathering information on this place, as well as these gundam fighters." [Roger. Over and out.]
****One Hour Later****
"Finally," says Matt as he stretches, "I hate planetary drops. Oh well, lets start out on foot. There's a town not too far from here. Let's grab some chow, and get some info. But be discreet. Stoyak, I'm talking to you!" "What, what'd I do?" "Last time we tried to get some info, you nearly got us all killed!" shouts Shaun. "Oh, that." "Yes, oh that! I'm serious, Josh. Screw us up again, and I'll have you busted down to private so fast you'll think you left orbit!" Shouts Matt, then takes a few breaths. "Ok, now that that's out of my system, lets go." "Right!" says all three of them. "Techie!" says Matt. "Yes sir." "Listen, have my 'mech powered up, loaded, and on standby, just incase we find a Gundam fighter who's looking for a fight." "Yes sir!"
****45 min. Later, in the Town****
"Not bad. I can see why this tour guide gave the restaurant 3 stars," says Matt. "Agreed," says Redmon, "but now it's time to see if there's a Gundam fighter here." "Right. Ok, split up, and meet at this park," says Matt, pointing to a park on a map, "in One hour." "Got it," says Redmon. "Right," says Shaun. "Okily Dokily," says Stoyak. The group splits up, but Matt grabs Stoyak by his collar. "I mean it, Josh. No Screwing around!" "No problem," says Stoyak. Matt Sighs, and walks off, Stoyak heading in the opposite direction. 'I just know this is going to end like usual: Us running from an angry mob thirsting for blood. Oh well.' Matt walks around for a while, listening to groups as they speak, but not getting any useful information. After a while, though, he here's a group say that there's no gundam fighters here. So, thinking he may have lucked out, he walks over to them. "Excuse me, did I hear you say you're looking for a gundam fight," says Matt. "Yeah, what's it to ya." "Well, I overheard some people say that they're looking for a Gundam fighter, and that they'd wait for a few hours outside of Portobello, starting round Noon." The guy grins at Matt. "Thanks for the info, pal. Alright, lets go welcome our 'guest.'" Says the opposing fighter. After they leave, Matt grins, and takes off in a dead run back towards the Dropship. While running, he hits the activate switch on his Comm. Link. "Tango Lance, listen up. We've got us a fight. Rendezvous at the Lightning, pronto!" [Roger, Lt.] [Roger Sir] [Gotcha.] Switching frequencies, Matt contacts the Tech. Staff. "Techie, listen up, we've found the fighter. I need my mech powered up and loaded, pronto!" [Roger that, Lt. She'll be ready in 20 min.] "Roger that."
****Thirty Minutes Later****
"Ok." Says Jake, Neo-Panama's fighter. "So, where's this guy at?" "Hello again," says Matt, walking up in his Custom Centurion, Inquisitor. "WHAT?! You're the fighter?" "Small world, ain't it. Yeah, it's me. Name's Matt Kabrinski." "Mine's Jake." "Nice to meet ya. So, what say we get this started, shall we? GUNDAM FIGHT!" "Fine by me, I was looking for a fight anyway" replies Jake, "READY!" "GO!"
Neo-Panama's fighter barrels forward, his Miner Gundam barreling forward. Matt just waits, and at the last second, uses his 'mech's Jump Jets to dodge the attack. Quickly locking on, he fires a missile salvo aimed at the Gundam's vernias. The missiles hit on target, completely trashing it's main propulsion system. However, Matt sees that it isn't over, as the Miner Gundam charges forward. Hitting his jets again, Matt dodges the Gundam's obviously reckless charge, and fires his autocannon, blasting the Gundam's right leg clear off below the knee. Remembering the Gundam fight rules, Matt engages his Jets once more, and brings his 'mech down on Miner Gundam's head, crushing it under 50 Tons of weight. Matt smirks, and opens up a comm. line to the pilot. "Rule one of the Gundam Fight International Regulations. A unit whose head section has been destroyed is disqualified, correct," says Matt. "Lightning, this is Call-Sign Knuckles. Target neutralized. Chalk up one win for us." [Knuckles, this is Lightning, Roger that. Data received by the Gundam committee. Win confirmed. The remains of Tango Lance are aboard. Return here, and we'll head to another area. Over.] "Roger that, Lightning, returning to base camp. Over and out." "Thanks for the fight, Jake. Catch ya later," says Matt. "Yeah, no problem. You'd better make to the final round. This way, I can bet on ya to win." Both share a quick laugh. "Gotcha Jake. Later." "Lightning, this is Knuckles, I need a heading to return to the ship." [Roger. Return path through the ship is Nav Point Echo. Over.] "Roger that, Lightning. Knuckles, over and out." The Centurion turns to the left, and begins to head towards Nav Echo, Matt happy on his first win in the Gundam Fight.