DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters of G Gundam, nor any of the
mechas included in the show. I am writing this story purely for fun and the
entertainment of whoever may be reading it. G Gundam is sole property of
its respected creators and animators, and also the companies that
distribute it.
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AUTHOR'S NOTES: I really don't have much to say, just because I might give
away the plot if a blab on and on... I don't know at this time how many
chapters there will be, but I'm guessing more than five. Oh, and another
thing. This is an alternate universe fic, so it DOES NOT follow the plot
structure. So, you can't bark on me if you review that I'm on the wrong
line ^^. So without further adieu, here it goes!
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OF ROSES: CHAPTER 1
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A young woman glared over the scenery of the 14th Gundam fight, her bright blue, silvery flecked eyes flaring then settling into a dull stare. She stood lifelessly at the edge of a cliff over looking all of the excitement. She crossed her arms, her bracelets jangling as she did so. She pushed back a piece of her brown and red hair, putting the hand back where it was. A large creature resided behind her, its dark color a contrast to the bright blue sky, an invitation to go out. It's eyes flashed for a moment, settling back into a normal green haze. The woman did not move from her place, nor shift her head.
"We'll have them all soon. Be patient Zyphir. The master will have his way in the end."
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The 14th Gundam Fight was underway, finished with their introducing and on to the fighting. The first contestants of the fight where Maxter Gundam, of USA, and the Kiwi Gundam, a new fighter form Kuwait. They had decided to enter themselves in the fighting to see how they might fare. They had started out strongly, but in the end with huge screams and cheers from the fans, the boxer had come out victorious. Being the good sport he was, he'd gone over to the other Gundam, helping it's pilot out.
"It was a pleasure fighting with you sir. I hope to become stronger and come back next time."
"I'll be happy to beat you again." The American grinned, shaking the man's hand. He laughed, going back to his team, somewhat defeated, but still happy. Chibodee grinned himself, moving Maxter out of the ring and into a nearby clearing. A small boy ran up to him, arms waving about in frenzy.
"Chibodee! Over here!" The Chinese boy yelled, coming up to him and jumping into his arms.
"Sai! Good ta see ya!" He smiled, putting the boy down. Sai Sici turned, yelling over to someone else, who came by quietly, almost gracefully, fixing a small piece of red hair and taking a long, sweeping bow to his comrade.
"Bonjour Chibodee." He spoke quietly, his cape sweeping with him in the slight breeze of the evening. He gasped in surprise as the American clapped him on the shoulder roughly, practically sending him off balance.
"Yo Georgie." He spoke quickly, looking up at his Gundam proudly. By the time he and the other two had had a decent conversation, the rest of the gang was all there, shaking and greeting happily. Sai Sici was already on Domon's shoulders.
"Missed you bro!" He practically shouted in the Japanese man's ear. He turned his eyes, nodding to Rain, his "sis". Chibodee got a good look around the group. Nothing had really changed with any of them. A young lady with blonde hair and a very beautiful dress came forward into the group, giving George a slight tug on the sleeve. He turned, smiling gracefully, as with everything he did.
"Mademoiselle." He grinned.
"We're finally here, so you can come and say hello anytime you want."
"Thank you. Such a sweetheart you are." Chibodee turned his attention to this, pulling George over, ignoring his protest.
"So, how come you wheren't here last time?" He asked. George bowed his head, nodding.
"We had some problems last year. All of the Gundam mechanics where having problems, or something of the sort. He sighed, glancing over at his Gundam. To the untrained eye, it looked untouched, but it had indeed gone under changes. A few small things had been taken off, and some things had been added, making him seem just a tad different.
"That's alright. I can fight ya this time." He growled, shoving the Frenchman playfully. An announcement had come over the intercom, catching all of their attentions.
"Attention all Gundam fighters, there will be a slight change in plans. The official battle royal will be held back a week. We know it's a long way off, months for you all, but something has come up. The battle is still underway, so you do not have to worry about that. Have a good time and see you there!" The peppy voice ended, sending the crowd into a moment's silence that only lasted exactly that long. The commotion was still going. Sai mentioned the fact that he was hungry, so they'd gone to a small café. Domon had noticed the commotion that was going on between the crowds from one place to another, how they all seemed to be talking about the same thing.
"Did you hear about that new pilot?"
"I hear Netherlands has entered into the battle!"
"Yes, that's right."
Domon took no notice to it until Sai had pointed it out. On the board of pilots, there was one that stood out from the rest. A young woman with bright red and brown hair and blue eyes that could pierce the soul sat upon the board in a new space. He tried not to take notice of how much her Gundam resembled another he'd fought quite a few years back...
"She can't possibly be that good. She's a girl." Chibodee started, whirling around in horror as a light voice turned him down.
"Oh really? So you think you're better than us girls huh?"
"Allenby! I...I didn't see you there!" He laughed nervously, cringing as she clenched her fist threateningly. "I didn't mean ALL girls..." He stammered, trying to find any excuse to get away from the blue-haired girl. She grinned, suddenly hugging him and sitting down next to Domon.
"I miss you too Chibodee." She hinted, winking flirtatiously. He grinned fiercely, nodding. George finished his food, gently placing his cup down and getting to his feet.
"I'd better be going. Lots of battles to attend." With that, he got up and left, waving the same way he had when he'd arrived. In a split second Mari- Louise was at his side, talking rapidly as girls do.
"How can he stand that girl?" Chibodee asked, standing on his feet and walking off as well, his five girls following behind him, waving and saying their good-byes to the rest of the guys. Domon only rolled his eyes, getting up as well. Sai Sici did the same when his tutors came by. Allenby went her way a while later, leaving no pilots at the table anymore.
A figure walked by later, looking for his friends, but the man had soon found them all to be gone. Argo sighed, smiling as he left. He'd joined back up for another year or fighting, being approved by the government for another go. He walked off, back to his Gundam. As he made his way through the crowd though, he could have sworn he heard something about the dark Gundam. He'd listened for a moment to the conversation, picking up something about the Gundam taking over a country and that it was on the move again, spreading it's virus anywhere it went, from person to person until entire cities where done with. He brushed it off. They had defeated the Gundam ages ago.
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The young woman walked through the crowds, a lifeless look upon her face as she went. She'd heard word of a Gundam ravaging a country, sending everyone into turmoil. She grinned at it. She came to the front desk of Gundam fight entering, flashing her ID card.
"Alright, Sara Defransisco for Netherlands, and your Gundam?" The girl was silent for a moment, speaking up in a monotone.
"Zyphir." She said quickly. The receptionist wrote it down, nodding as he did so.
"Alright. You're country is in the files now. You can start battling anytime you'd like." She nodded, turning around, but turned back, slowly.
"Do you know where I could locate a certain Domon Kasshu?" She asked. The man only shook his head gravely.
"I'm sorry ma'am, we're not allowed to give out that information, but I can tell you that he just left the city a few moments ago." She nodded, turning to leave again. As she went through the crowds, still hearing the stories about Gundams, she'd accidentally run into someone. She looked up, staring right into the face of Argo.
"Sorry ma'am." He spoke slowly and calmly, moving aside and continuing on. She watched him carefully, before continuing on herself. She'd come to a clearing as she left the city, back to the cliff she had resided on, where her Gundam awaited. It's eyes flashed again. She sat on the edge of the cliff, overlooking the sights.
"He's not important. The plan is going perfectly." She grinned as she turned her eyes back to the sky, watching Gundam Maxter take to the sky and head in some direction. "I have more important things to deal with."
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A meeting was going on in Netherlands, with twenty different persons in the room. An older man stood at the head of their large table, tapping his finger, speaking slowly a slight rasp in his throat.
"We'll take over every country soon. The master will have his way." A middle-aged man stood up, protesting calmly.
"And if the plan fails?" The leader glared at him dangerously.
"We are taking one country at a time. There will be no failure."
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"Yes, I'd like to speak for a moment with Chibodee Crocket." A young voice spoke over the other end of the phone. The girl grinned, handing the phone to the American who'd just gotten out of the shower.
"Yes? This is he."
"I'd like to schedule a battle in two days."
"Sure. Where?"
"The Dargerian Forest. You know where that is?"
"Yeah, I've seen it before. I'll be there!"
"See you tomorrow." The woman hung up, stepping out of the shadows of the phone booth she stood in, her blue eyes gleaming in excitement. Her first battle, on the way to the last that would make her country victorious. Her Gundam stood nearby. She went into the hotel she stayed at, flipping on the lights and walking to the mirror. She lazily put her red hair into a loose ponytail, getting into bed without a second thought and reaching under it to pick up a book. Everything was going perfectly. It was just like that silly American to jump into this half-cocked. He didn't even realize what he was getting himself into. She read through the maps and instructions, picking up the phone and dialing a number.
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"Hello, Luke? This is Sara. Be ready to move out at any time. Preferably tomorrow." A young man smiled on the other end, finishing with his 'yes ma'ams' and hanging up, striding back to his comrades at the card table.
"We're gonna start this war with a bang eh boys?" Luke laughed, hitting his fist and palm together roughly. The rest of the men cheered, picking up their cards and moving off to their quarters. They had packing to do. The young man grinned, pulling someone off to the side.
"Call Officer Hitske tomorrow. Tell him we're moving out to France. The rest of the troops can meet us on the border." The person he'd pulled nodded, striding off to his room as well. Luke grinned, fixing his spiked hair and moving on himself. He packed his things away in a little duffel, turning to the man he'd just sent to call the officer. The man stood stiffly with a 'sir', continuing with a nod from the other.
"The mobile units are ready to depart at any time." Luke smiled, waving his hand.
"Alright. Dismissed." He turned to the mirror, examining himself. "This will be a war to remember. The time when Netherlands takes over the entire world in one hit." He grinned, finishing his packing and getting into bed, turning out the lights, the smile, still apon his face as he slept.
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END
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AUTHOR'S NOTES: I'll admit, it's going to be a little confusing in the beginning, but you'll understand it once it gets farther in. Intentions will be revealed in time, and then the real plan will start to make sense. Just go along with it, and sorry for my confusing mind and way of writing things!
A young woman glared over the scenery of the 14th Gundam fight, her bright blue, silvery flecked eyes flaring then settling into a dull stare. She stood lifelessly at the edge of a cliff over looking all of the excitement. She crossed her arms, her bracelets jangling as she did so. She pushed back a piece of her brown and red hair, putting the hand back where it was. A large creature resided behind her, its dark color a contrast to the bright blue sky, an invitation to go out. It's eyes flashed for a moment, settling back into a normal green haze. The woman did not move from her place, nor shift her head.
"We'll have them all soon. Be patient Zyphir. The master will have his way in the end."
---
The 14th Gundam Fight was underway, finished with their introducing and on to the fighting. The first contestants of the fight where Maxter Gundam, of USA, and the Kiwi Gundam, a new fighter form Kuwait. They had decided to enter themselves in the fighting to see how they might fare. They had started out strongly, but in the end with huge screams and cheers from the fans, the boxer had come out victorious. Being the good sport he was, he'd gone over to the other Gundam, helping it's pilot out.
"It was a pleasure fighting with you sir. I hope to become stronger and come back next time."
"I'll be happy to beat you again." The American grinned, shaking the man's hand. He laughed, going back to his team, somewhat defeated, but still happy. Chibodee grinned himself, moving Maxter out of the ring and into a nearby clearing. A small boy ran up to him, arms waving about in frenzy.
"Chibodee! Over here!" The Chinese boy yelled, coming up to him and jumping into his arms.
"Sai! Good ta see ya!" He smiled, putting the boy down. Sai Sici turned, yelling over to someone else, who came by quietly, almost gracefully, fixing a small piece of red hair and taking a long, sweeping bow to his comrade.
"Bonjour Chibodee." He spoke quietly, his cape sweeping with him in the slight breeze of the evening. He gasped in surprise as the American clapped him on the shoulder roughly, practically sending him off balance.
"Yo Georgie." He spoke quickly, looking up at his Gundam proudly. By the time he and the other two had had a decent conversation, the rest of the gang was all there, shaking and greeting happily. Sai Sici was already on Domon's shoulders.
"Missed you bro!" He practically shouted in the Japanese man's ear. He turned his eyes, nodding to Rain, his "sis". Chibodee got a good look around the group. Nothing had really changed with any of them. A young lady with blonde hair and a very beautiful dress came forward into the group, giving George a slight tug on the sleeve. He turned, smiling gracefully, as with everything he did.
"Mademoiselle." He grinned.
"We're finally here, so you can come and say hello anytime you want."
"Thank you. Such a sweetheart you are." Chibodee turned his attention to this, pulling George over, ignoring his protest.
"So, how come you wheren't here last time?" He asked. George bowed his head, nodding.
"We had some problems last year. All of the Gundam mechanics where having problems, or something of the sort. He sighed, glancing over at his Gundam. To the untrained eye, it looked untouched, but it had indeed gone under changes. A few small things had been taken off, and some things had been added, making him seem just a tad different.
"That's alright. I can fight ya this time." He growled, shoving the Frenchman playfully. An announcement had come over the intercom, catching all of their attentions.
"Attention all Gundam fighters, there will be a slight change in plans. The official battle royal will be held back a week. We know it's a long way off, months for you all, but something has come up. The battle is still underway, so you do not have to worry about that. Have a good time and see you there!" The peppy voice ended, sending the crowd into a moment's silence that only lasted exactly that long. The commotion was still going. Sai mentioned the fact that he was hungry, so they'd gone to a small café. Domon had noticed the commotion that was going on between the crowds from one place to another, how they all seemed to be talking about the same thing.
"Did you hear about that new pilot?"
"I hear Netherlands has entered into the battle!"
"Yes, that's right."
Domon took no notice to it until Sai had pointed it out. On the board of pilots, there was one that stood out from the rest. A young woman with bright red and brown hair and blue eyes that could pierce the soul sat upon the board in a new space. He tried not to take notice of how much her Gundam resembled another he'd fought quite a few years back...
"She can't possibly be that good. She's a girl." Chibodee started, whirling around in horror as a light voice turned him down.
"Oh really? So you think you're better than us girls huh?"
"Allenby! I...I didn't see you there!" He laughed nervously, cringing as she clenched her fist threateningly. "I didn't mean ALL girls..." He stammered, trying to find any excuse to get away from the blue-haired girl. She grinned, suddenly hugging him and sitting down next to Domon.
"I miss you too Chibodee." She hinted, winking flirtatiously. He grinned fiercely, nodding. George finished his food, gently placing his cup down and getting to his feet.
"I'd better be going. Lots of battles to attend." With that, he got up and left, waving the same way he had when he'd arrived. In a split second Mari- Louise was at his side, talking rapidly as girls do.
"How can he stand that girl?" Chibodee asked, standing on his feet and walking off as well, his five girls following behind him, waving and saying their good-byes to the rest of the guys. Domon only rolled his eyes, getting up as well. Sai Sici did the same when his tutors came by. Allenby went her way a while later, leaving no pilots at the table anymore.
A figure walked by later, looking for his friends, but the man had soon found them all to be gone. Argo sighed, smiling as he left. He'd joined back up for another year or fighting, being approved by the government for another go. He walked off, back to his Gundam. As he made his way through the crowd though, he could have sworn he heard something about the dark Gundam. He'd listened for a moment to the conversation, picking up something about the Gundam taking over a country and that it was on the move again, spreading it's virus anywhere it went, from person to person until entire cities where done with. He brushed it off. They had defeated the Gundam ages ago.
---
The young woman walked through the crowds, a lifeless look upon her face as she went. She'd heard word of a Gundam ravaging a country, sending everyone into turmoil. She grinned at it. She came to the front desk of Gundam fight entering, flashing her ID card.
"Alright, Sara Defransisco for Netherlands, and your Gundam?" The girl was silent for a moment, speaking up in a monotone.
"Zyphir." She said quickly. The receptionist wrote it down, nodding as he did so.
"Alright. You're country is in the files now. You can start battling anytime you'd like." She nodded, turning around, but turned back, slowly.
"Do you know where I could locate a certain Domon Kasshu?" She asked. The man only shook his head gravely.
"I'm sorry ma'am, we're not allowed to give out that information, but I can tell you that he just left the city a few moments ago." She nodded, turning to leave again. As she went through the crowds, still hearing the stories about Gundams, she'd accidentally run into someone. She looked up, staring right into the face of Argo.
"Sorry ma'am." He spoke slowly and calmly, moving aside and continuing on. She watched him carefully, before continuing on herself. She'd come to a clearing as she left the city, back to the cliff she had resided on, where her Gundam awaited. It's eyes flashed again. She sat on the edge of the cliff, overlooking the sights.
"He's not important. The plan is going perfectly." She grinned as she turned her eyes back to the sky, watching Gundam Maxter take to the sky and head in some direction. "I have more important things to deal with."
---
A meeting was going on in Netherlands, with twenty different persons in the room. An older man stood at the head of their large table, tapping his finger, speaking slowly a slight rasp in his throat.
"We'll take over every country soon. The master will have his way." A middle-aged man stood up, protesting calmly.
"And if the plan fails?" The leader glared at him dangerously.
"We are taking one country at a time. There will be no failure."
---
"Yes, I'd like to speak for a moment with Chibodee Crocket." A young voice spoke over the other end of the phone. The girl grinned, handing the phone to the American who'd just gotten out of the shower.
"Yes? This is he."
"I'd like to schedule a battle in two days."
"Sure. Where?"
"The Dargerian Forest. You know where that is?"
"Yeah, I've seen it before. I'll be there!"
"See you tomorrow." The woman hung up, stepping out of the shadows of the phone booth she stood in, her blue eyes gleaming in excitement. Her first battle, on the way to the last that would make her country victorious. Her Gundam stood nearby. She went into the hotel she stayed at, flipping on the lights and walking to the mirror. She lazily put her red hair into a loose ponytail, getting into bed without a second thought and reaching under it to pick up a book. Everything was going perfectly. It was just like that silly American to jump into this half-cocked. He didn't even realize what he was getting himself into. She read through the maps and instructions, picking up the phone and dialing a number.
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"Hello, Luke? This is Sara. Be ready to move out at any time. Preferably tomorrow." A young man smiled on the other end, finishing with his 'yes ma'ams' and hanging up, striding back to his comrades at the card table.
"We're gonna start this war with a bang eh boys?" Luke laughed, hitting his fist and palm together roughly. The rest of the men cheered, picking up their cards and moving off to their quarters. They had packing to do. The young man grinned, pulling someone off to the side.
"Call Officer Hitske tomorrow. Tell him we're moving out to France. The rest of the troops can meet us on the border." The person he'd pulled nodded, striding off to his room as well. Luke grinned, fixing his spiked hair and moving on himself. He packed his things away in a little duffel, turning to the man he'd just sent to call the officer. The man stood stiffly with a 'sir', continuing with a nod from the other.
"The mobile units are ready to depart at any time." Luke smiled, waving his hand.
"Alright. Dismissed." He turned to the mirror, examining himself. "This will be a war to remember. The time when Netherlands takes over the entire world in one hit." He grinned, finishing his packing and getting into bed, turning out the lights, the smile, still apon his face as he slept.
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END
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AUTHOR'S NOTES: I'll admit, it's going to be a little confusing in the beginning, but you'll understand it once it gets farther in. Intentions will be revealed in time, and then the real plan will start to make sense. Just go along with it, and sorry for my confusing mind and way of writing things!
