Revealed 2
By. Katt
Don't own Gundam Wing. Just a obsessed fan. This fic takes place during the war. Trowa has lost his memory and Duo had met Hilde. The original ending to Gundam wing doesn't happen. This is my own ending. I am actually having a really fun time writing this so I hope you enjoy it. DA DING!
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The school is called Andata Academy. It's biggest competition, of course, is the Lake Victoria Academy.
Andata mainly had three majored areas. Generals, Representative leaders, and Piloting for Oz. Jon figured his Aunt and Uncle sent him here so he could seek his revenge on the Gundam Pilots. His class's were focused on Piloting. Some of Oz's top pilots came from this school.
Jon entered his class room and sat in his seat. A few boys around him moved there desks slightly away. Even though Jon was one of the top students in this school... It didn't help his ranking in society. Jon only smiled at their repulsed sneers.
"Now class, for the upcoming week we will be allowing you to enter Mobile suit cockpits to test your abilities on their systems. So please, don't bring your text books. All you are acquired to carry are your folders and a Pencil." Jon was excited. After three months of learning worthless crap he was going to have the chance to actually try a mobile suit.
For three months Jon had taken the school by surprise...Heck even himself by surprise. He found that all of his class's came incredibly easy to him. He barely ever needed to study and his grades were straight A's. War ethics never even crossed his mind when he was younger. Or did they? Jon shook his head and turned his attention back to the class.
"Remember, you will simply be using a simulator to test your abilities. We don't actually go out onto the field for another three months. Now that that's understood, please turn your books to page 126. Today we will be learning how to use a navigator properly."
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Jon sat in his room flopped on his bed. He sat silently flipping through some pages to find where his homework was. Louten sat on the bed next to him studying a map. "So Mr. Dover, how was your day today." Jon looked up. "It was fair, I suppose. Kinda sucked for the amount of homework I got, though." Louten twitched at the word sucked. "Homework helps keep a man stable."
"Uhuh."
Jon and Louten weren't the best of friends but they respected each other...to a point. It turned out Loutens father was one of the representatives for Oz. His job was to help convince the colony's that the new Oz was better than ever.
Jon threw the book he was looking through down onto the bed. "Are you going to the dance tonight?"
Louten looked up from the map. "Why of course. Not everyday were aloud to communicate with the opposite sex. Might as well arise to the opportunity." Jon sighed. "I don't think I'm going."
"And why not Dover. Your as human as the rest of us. And if I do say so myself, your a fair looking man. I believe you deserve some relaxation." Jon smiled at the compliment. "Well Louten, first I may be fair but my pockets are empty. No female will care for a penniless man and second.. I have nothing to wear."
Louten laughed. "Money should be earned. Once your training is complete and your ready to enter the work force, your pockets will be happily full. The females know this. And don't worry about a suite...I am sure I can cover that."
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The ballroom glowed with excitement. Beautiful young women dressed in gowns roamed around the floor. Young men were engaged into light conversations. And Jon sat a table staring blankly at a wall. "Blah blah blah...it will be fun..blah blah blah...you must go." He took another sip from his cup. "Goodness freaking ahhh. I don't fit in here what so ever."
Now and then Jon noticed a few glances he got from the females but none of them worth acting on. He noticed his wine glass was empty so made his way across the room to refill his cup. A chubby boy named Kevin stopped him on his way back. "Why Jon, I haven't seen you move from that table all night. Why are you not dancing?" Jon smiled and pushed his hair back. "Well...Kevin...umm.." He sighed. "I suck."
Kevin gave one of his jolly laughs and patted Jon on the back. "Oh Jon, you don't 'suck'. Just not well accustomed. I have seen a few girls throwing their glances your way. Even if your not interested doesn't mean you cant have just a little fun. Its just for one night...They are expecting it." Jon stuck his tongue out at Kevin and went back on his way to the table. When he reached his table he found a young female sitting in his seat.
"Man...crap.." The female turned and smiled..
Short dark hair..A wondrous beauty. A cute giggle..H.... Jon shook his head.
"Hello Mr.Dover..My name is Lisa Tronim." Jon kissed her hand. "Pleasure to meet you my fair lady." Lisa smirked and stood. "Well since I'm here why don't we waltz. Are you familiar?" Jon lied. "Of course."
He allowed her to lead. He was usually a quick learner. "Well Mr. Dover, I am not familiar with your name. My father is head of the security at the new Oz head quarters in Africa. What is your parents placements?" Jon decided to take Kevin's advice and have a little fun with this.
"Why see Miss.Tronim, My father is head of mobile suite development. His work is top secrete. I suppose that's why you have heard little of the Dover's." She nodded her understanding and finished out the waltz. Jon walked her to the balcony so they could have some privacy.
"So tell me Dover, what are you majoring in." She pushed her hand through her short hair. "Piloting." She reminded him of someone... He just couldn't place who. She smiled. "Ahh Piloting. One day I'm sure you will be able to use your fathers work. Must be a thrilling thought." He cursed himself for lying. "Why yes it is."
Jon sighed. "So Miss.Tronim, what are some of your hobbies?" The young girl smirked. "To be a royal pain in the ass."
Jon through a glance at her. "Well to be honest, I wasn't expecting that."
The girl just laughed. "That's why I said it. But really my hobbies are limited. I am right now majoring in accounting for Oz so my school work occupies most of my time. At most I would have to say I enjoy fencing and horse back ridding with the free time I do have." Jon shrugged. "I suppose that's cool." The girl just smiled at him.
"Dare I ask what your hobbies are, Mr.Dover?"
"Well to be quite books, cartoons, basketball, and I do enjoy learning about different cultures. I also do enjoy fencing now and then, just not enough to call a hobby." Lisa giggled.
"You are quite the character, Mr.Dover." Jon smiled. "Ill take that as a compliment." She seemed just so familiar to him.
"Well Mr.Dover, It seems this fine night has come to a end." The young girl pointed at the people leaving. "I had a lovely time with you. Maybe one day we will meet again. But until then, take care." Jon grabbed her by the wrist.
"Before you leave, do you know if you have ever met me before?" The girl swallowed in surprise. "I am sorry Mr. Dover but I am positive we have never met. With hair like that I would never be able to forget you. Now please let go of me, your hurting me." Jon let go.
"I am so sorry...I just felt like we have met."
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Jon sat in the mobile suit. He easily defeated all of the simulated enemies. "Well Mr.Dover, I am very impressed." Jon smiled. "Well Mr.Canta, its still on the easiest level."
"Would you like me to turn the simulator up a level?" Jon thought for a moment. "There are 6 levels right?" "Why yes, their are." "Well Mr.Canta, would you be able to turn it to the 6th level then, please."
Jon's teacher just laughed. "Mr.Dover that level is way to high even for a second year student.. If you want it up a level, I will only take it to the second." Jon sighed in irritation and nodded his consent.
Within a few minutes all of his enemies were destroyed on the 2nd level. He smiled at his baffled teacher. "Done."
"I suppose I can take it up to level three."
Again, within a few minutes his enemies were terminated. By that time Jon had most of his classmates watching him. "Mr.Dover, I will just turn it up to level four. After that give another student a chance." Jon hit his control panel. "This is way to easy for me Mr.Canta. Will you please just set it to the sixth level." His teacher mumbled curiously to himself. "Do you really believe you can do it?" Jon smirked. "No problamo!"
His teacher sighed in his defeat and set it to the sixth level.
Jon didn't realize exactly how difficult the level truly was. Aries and Leos came at him in all different directions. He cursed under his breath as a Arie shot the back of his mobile suit. Jon closed his eyes for a moment thinking of the one thing he hated most. Gundams. His eyes blazed as he shot down mobile suit after mobile suit. His classmates all stared in awe. "You will all DIE!" With that Jon shot down the last mobile suit.
Jon jumped out the mobile suit and wiped the sweat off his forehead. "Well now, that wasn't to bad teach. I don't get what all the fuss was about." His teacher just stared at him, wide eyed. "Impossible."
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All day Jon had been getting strange looks from his classmates. It seemed that the little episode in the simulator room had spread around quickly. Great, just what he needed. More attention. All he wanted to do was to go through school like a regular student.
Jon sighed. His face glowed from the computer. His fingers clicked on a few keys and than froze. He read the screen.
'Gundams...made of Gundanium alloy. Sent from the colony's to rebel against OZ. Five pilots originally rebelled against Oz but around five and a half months ago rebel 02 was captured and publicly executed. His gundam was destroyed and the remaining parts were sent to the sun.' Jon scratched his head.
"Well gee, woulda sucked to be that guy." He read on. 'Each of the Gundams hold special ability's which enemies should take caution of.
-01s: buster rifle and saber
-03s: Missiles and guns covering its body-knife mounted on forearm when out of ammunition
-04s: curved, heat-radiating blades of its heat shotels
-05s:Spear beam and extendible claw which shoots out fire
Destroying the Gundams have become one of the top priorities of OZ. They will destroy the Gundams at any cost.'
Jon sighed while turning off the computer. "Gundams,...destroy them at any cost, ehh? Heh, with me around, no one will have to worry about those damn Gundams again..."