AN: In this chapter it will go over the most crucial object and slightly
explain the Gundam talking to Daemon. Sorry if that confused everyone but
it's also a crucial part of the story.
"You don't have the right to say that, Daemon Zero. No, we've deprived you of even your right for free will and freedom."
"Who are you?!" Daemon called out fiercely. "Who has the right to take away someone's free will and freedom?!"
"Your creators of course. Even if you were completely human born from a mother's womb, she too could take it away."
"But you are not my mother, nor any of theirs."
"You speak the truth," Professor G, who was standing next to Dr. J. interrupted. "But we are your creators, the people DIRECTLY responsible for your creation. If it weren't for us."
"We would have been born to our parents as regular, natural children." Alex stood up. His angry voice betrayed more than just his anger. It betrayed all his pain and the knowledge of everyone else's pain and suffering. "It's YOUR fault we're even G-Alloids. It's your entire fault that countless other people had to die. WHY!?"
"Because, we created the Gundams and they were destroyed." Master O. said. "For every person that's died in the Operation G., we've given up that same amount of years of our lives dedicated to the machines that are now a part of you. We felt that it was unfair that so much of our lives be wasted."
"But they weren't wasted," Relena interjected. "They made peace for the Earth, and for the colonies. Isn't that enough?"
"No, it's not. We didn't even get a thank you, or even a little bit of acknowledgement." Dr. J. said.
"So it's for fame is it?" Duo asked.
"Partly yes, partly no. It's not just the fame, it's the power. We controlled the pilots of our machines without their direct knowledge."
"What do you mean?" Wufei asked irritably.
"Without the Gundams we slaved away on, you wouldn't have been able to win the fight."
"Why children though?" Catherine added.
"Because, one day these children will be adults, and they will have the ability to control and bring out their potentials to the fullest extent. If we started with an adult, it would've taken years for them to learn to use their power, and by that time, they would be too old to care."
"So you disregarded these human's lives and didn't even bother to ask the PARENTS if it was okay?!" Heero lost his patience.
"If we'd asked you it is obvious what the answer would have been."
"Look, we could have this philosophical debate all day if we chose, but we've got more important things to do." Dr. J. interrupted. "We came here to retrieve our experiments. Now that you've transformed we are your masters."
"I don't think so!" Trio yelled. All five doctors turned their heads toward Trio.
"So," Professor G. said, "you're the end result of my Deathscythe Gundam. And the first to transform."
"Why you little cheat! I'm going to kill you!!" Trio launched herself at the doctor. He reached inside his coat pocket and pushed a button. Trio felt a surge of power race through her.
"STOP!" The doctor said. Trio's wings jerked her to a halt. Trio had a shocked look on her face but she struggled against her invisible bonds.
"Let me go! What'd you do?!"
"I activated your remote." Professor G. said, pulling out a small black remote with five guarded buttons. The on/off button was lighted red, the signal for on. "Who ever hold this remote, holds your freedom.and ultimately your life."
"They can't kill me with a simple remote," Trio retorted.
"True," Professor G. said, "but the push of this one button," he pointed to a button. "Can destroy you."
"What are you talking about you back stabbing son of a b."
"Duo Maxwell, is that any way to talk to your Professor?"
"No, but it is the way to talk to an inconsiderate man!"
"Silence, Duo, or I'll have her attack you."
"NO!!!!!!!" Trio screamed.
"Then calm down. There are five buttons on this simple black remote. One is the 'on/off button' that activates your Gundam side and will respond to whoever holds the remote. The second is the 'wing button' that can make the wings retract into a tattoo on your back though bringing out the wings will always tear the back of your shirts. The third is a 'sleep button' that will make you fall asleep until it is pushed again. The fourth will allow you to shut off communications with the other G-Alloids and the last.is a self-destruction button."
"About that sleep button.does it just put the Gundam part of us to sleep or the whole person?" Alex asked.
"When this remote is on, every button portrays to the whole person because the Gundam is at this time, one with you and you're one with it."
"But what about the Gundams themselves? Do they have the ability to communicate with us?"
"While the Gundams were machines, they also had a personality, just like the Sandrock Gundam let Quatre out before it self-destructed. Like how the Wing Zero pushed itself past its limits for Heero. Yes, it is believed they can communicate with you like regular people, except it is only in your head. This theory, however, hasn't been proven yet, and that's why we need you."
"And if we refuse to be human guinea pigs?" Shinna spat.
"You haven't got a choice, but if you do rebel," Doctor S. spoke up for the first time, "we will punish the ex-Gundam pilots."
"What? Why?" Jerome said.
"Because while the Gundams love their pilots, they are still just machines and we control them. And we can make them do whatever we want."
"This is sick," Wufei said. "Threatening to kill us if they don't behave is hardly a threat."
"True," Professor G. said, "but why don't we show them how much it hurts, my little G-Alloid?"
"Leave Trio out of this!" Duo shouted taking a step forward.
"Hold it right there," Duo stopped. "She's the only one with her remote on and if anyone else moves, we'll activate the others. Once we turn these on you'll lose your free will and precious freedom forever." Everyone shifted uneasily.
"Now, Trio, show Duo your special weapon." Trio's arm went up. As hard as she tried, she couldn't force it back down. It swept in a scythe shaped arc. Once her hand got to the 'end' it raced back up the hardening shape to grasp it. Once her hand firmly clamped on the now fully formed metal, the blade lit up. It was a scythe just like Deathscythe's.
"Please, leave me alone," Trio begged. "Don't hurt him."
"But if I don't, how will I make an example of the results of disobedience? Trio," Professor G. turned to face Duo head on. "Attack Duo." Trio's body unwillingly launched itself toward the terrified pilot.
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"You don't have the right to say that, Daemon Zero. No, we've deprived you of even your right for free will and freedom."
"Who are you?!" Daemon called out fiercely. "Who has the right to take away someone's free will and freedom?!"
"Your creators of course. Even if you were completely human born from a mother's womb, she too could take it away."
"But you are not my mother, nor any of theirs."
"You speak the truth," Professor G, who was standing next to Dr. J. interrupted. "But we are your creators, the people DIRECTLY responsible for your creation. If it weren't for us."
"We would have been born to our parents as regular, natural children." Alex stood up. His angry voice betrayed more than just his anger. It betrayed all his pain and the knowledge of everyone else's pain and suffering. "It's YOUR fault we're even G-Alloids. It's your entire fault that countless other people had to die. WHY!?"
"Because, we created the Gundams and they were destroyed." Master O. said. "For every person that's died in the Operation G., we've given up that same amount of years of our lives dedicated to the machines that are now a part of you. We felt that it was unfair that so much of our lives be wasted."
"But they weren't wasted," Relena interjected. "They made peace for the Earth, and for the colonies. Isn't that enough?"
"No, it's not. We didn't even get a thank you, or even a little bit of acknowledgement." Dr. J. said.
"So it's for fame is it?" Duo asked.
"Partly yes, partly no. It's not just the fame, it's the power. We controlled the pilots of our machines without their direct knowledge."
"What do you mean?" Wufei asked irritably.
"Without the Gundams we slaved away on, you wouldn't have been able to win the fight."
"Why children though?" Catherine added.
"Because, one day these children will be adults, and they will have the ability to control and bring out their potentials to the fullest extent. If we started with an adult, it would've taken years for them to learn to use their power, and by that time, they would be too old to care."
"So you disregarded these human's lives and didn't even bother to ask the PARENTS if it was okay?!" Heero lost his patience.
"If we'd asked you it is obvious what the answer would have been."
"Look, we could have this philosophical debate all day if we chose, but we've got more important things to do." Dr. J. interrupted. "We came here to retrieve our experiments. Now that you've transformed we are your masters."
"I don't think so!" Trio yelled. All five doctors turned their heads toward Trio.
"So," Professor G. said, "you're the end result of my Deathscythe Gundam. And the first to transform."
"Why you little cheat! I'm going to kill you!!" Trio launched herself at the doctor. He reached inside his coat pocket and pushed a button. Trio felt a surge of power race through her.
"STOP!" The doctor said. Trio's wings jerked her to a halt. Trio had a shocked look on her face but she struggled against her invisible bonds.
"Let me go! What'd you do?!"
"I activated your remote." Professor G. said, pulling out a small black remote with five guarded buttons. The on/off button was lighted red, the signal for on. "Who ever hold this remote, holds your freedom.and ultimately your life."
"They can't kill me with a simple remote," Trio retorted.
"True," Professor G. said, "but the push of this one button," he pointed to a button. "Can destroy you."
"What are you talking about you back stabbing son of a b."
"Duo Maxwell, is that any way to talk to your Professor?"
"No, but it is the way to talk to an inconsiderate man!"
"Silence, Duo, or I'll have her attack you."
"NO!!!!!!!" Trio screamed.
"Then calm down. There are five buttons on this simple black remote. One is the 'on/off button' that activates your Gundam side and will respond to whoever holds the remote. The second is the 'wing button' that can make the wings retract into a tattoo on your back though bringing out the wings will always tear the back of your shirts. The third is a 'sleep button' that will make you fall asleep until it is pushed again. The fourth will allow you to shut off communications with the other G-Alloids and the last.is a self-destruction button."
"About that sleep button.does it just put the Gundam part of us to sleep or the whole person?" Alex asked.
"When this remote is on, every button portrays to the whole person because the Gundam is at this time, one with you and you're one with it."
"But what about the Gundams themselves? Do they have the ability to communicate with us?"
"While the Gundams were machines, they also had a personality, just like the Sandrock Gundam let Quatre out before it self-destructed. Like how the Wing Zero pushed itself past its limits for Heero. Yes, it is believed they can communicate with you like regular people, except it is only in your head. This theory, however, hasn't been proven yet, and that's why we need you."
"And if we refuse to be human guinea pigs?" Shinna spat.
"You haven't got a choice, but if you do rebel," Doctor S. spoke up for the first time, "we will punish the ex-Gundam pilots."
"What? Why?" Jerome said.
"Because while the Gundams love their pilots, they are still just machines and we control them. And we can make them do whatever we want."
"This is sick," Wufei said. "Threatening to kill us if they don't behave is hardly a threat."
"True," Professor G. said, "but why don't we show them how much it hurts, my little G-Alloid?"
"Leave Trio out of this!" Duo shouted taking a step forward.
"Hold it right there," Duo stopped. "She's the only one with her remote on and if anyone else moves, we'll activate the others. Once we turn these on you'll lose your free will and precious freedom forever." Everyone shifted uneasily.
"Now, Trio, show Duo your special weapon." Trio's arm went up. As hard as she tried, she couldn't force it back down. It swept in a scythe shaped arc. Once her hand got to the 'end' it raced back up the hardening shape to grasp it. Once her hand firmly clamped on the now fully formed metal, the blade lit up. It was a scythe just like Deathscythe's.
"Please, leave me alone," Trio begged. "Don't hurt him."
"But if I don't, how will I make an example of the results of disobedience? Trio," Professor G. turned to face Duo head on. "Attack Duo." Trio's body unwillingly launched itself toward the terrified pilot.
(Don't you just LOVE cliffhangers? (