Mobile Suit Gundam Knights
Disclaimer: I do not own any actual Gundam series or the concepts thereof. However, I do own this fan-made series, mobile suits, characters, and plot thereof. You have been warned; this is not UC, Wing, Seed, or anything else.
In the year Space Immigration 815, Artificial Newtypes, genetically-created beings with psychic abilities, rebelled against the people who created them, formed the Newtype Federation, and declared war upon those they saw unfit to rule the cosmos. Battle after battle, the Newtypes becoming victorious seemed eminent. The only hope for the survival of the human race lies in the new mobile suits developed by the Human Defense Alliance called Gundams.
"We...we won!" Rocko said with excitement.
"Nice work, kid. What's your name?"
"It's Rocko. Rocko Menkero."
---To the Frontlines---
"Enemy units are retreating!" one of the console operators shouted.
"I still can't believe that someone actually managed to work the converging weapon systems!" Keel thought to himself.
"Does anyone know who's piloting the Gundam?" he then asked the operators.
"Captain LeBau's in there, sir," another one of the operators replied.
"Patch him in. I'd like to congratulate him personally."
The operator did as he was told, and a large video window came up on the main monitor. Everyone was shocked to see a 16 year-old boy at the cockpit, but no one more so than Keel. "Rocko?!"
"Uh...hi," Rocko replied.
"What the heck are you doing inside that mobile suit?!"
"Well, you told me to take shelter, so I did. I didn't think anyone would be using this thing, so I took shelter in it."
Nick then came into the camera's view and said, "He did an excellent job of piloting the Gundam if it's any consolation. He even managed to hold off the Newtype Nightmare!"
"Jeis Alkern?! That was you?!"
Rocko sheepishly nodded in response. Keel then thought to himself, "Rocko took on Jeis Alkern and lived! Could he be...?"
"Rocko, bring the Gundam back into the colony. Then we'll talk."
"Roger," Rocko replied and cut the comm line off.
The teenage pilot then gave a heavy sigh and said, "Oh crud, I'm in trouble now."
Nick then said, "Relax. I'll put in a good word for you. Maybe that'll calm your old man down."
Rocko looked to the floor of the cockpit and replied, "He's my uncle. My dad died ten years ago in a freak mobile suit accident, and my mom died shortly afterwards. I've been living with my aunt and uncle since then."
"Oh. I'm sorry," Nick replied.
"It's okay."
"By the way, I'm Captain Nick LeBau."
"Nice to meet you," Rocko replied.
Rocko then brought the mobile suit back into the colony, and he was soon met by a squad of armed soldiers as soon as he opened the cockpit hatch, all with guns aimed and ready at him. Rocko quickly raised his hands into the air in terror and said, "I can explain!"
Nick then came out of the cockpit and said, "Stand down. He just saved our lives."
The soldiers then did as they were ordered. Rocko got out of the cockpit and said, "Thanks for the good word."
Back on the Newtype ship, Jeis watched the recorded battle data. "How is it possible for just one mobile suit to turn the tides of the fight?"
Jeis then sat down in a chair and continued to think about the battle. "All of the remaining soldiers claimed that they were unable to foresee anything when that mobile suit showed up. What happened? What kind of monstrosity have the Norms created?"
"Yes sir," Nick said on a phone.
"The Gundam has been completed...No sir, there is no designated pilot...There's only one person who's been able to pilot it, and he's a civilian, sir...Take him in?! I can't do that! ...He's a sixteen year-old boy! ...You can't be serious! ...Yes sir...Understood, sir."
Nick hung up the phone and asked himself, "Sending a kid into a war? Are they really that desperate?"
Nick then went to an office where Keel and Rocko were talking. "You are to tell no one of the Gundam or what happened, understood?"
"Yes sir," Rocko replied.
"That won't be necessary, Keel," Nick started.
All attention was drawn to him as he continued, "I just got new orders from Headquarters. Colonies Leetir and Mol have already sent their Gundams and pilots to Earth, so not being able to find a pilot has really put us behind."
"What are you trying to say, Captain?" Keel responded with suspicion.
"I've just received orders to take Rocko to Earth where he'll engage in enemy combat with the Swordbuster Knight Gundam in Operation Devolution."
Both now stared at Nick in disbelief. "They're ordering you to send my nephew, a sixteen year-old boy, to the frontlines?! That's absurd!"
"I agree, Keel, and that's what I told them, but they said that if there's no one else who can pilot it, then it's got to be him."
"But how can they order you to just take him?! He's not even in the military! I don't see how they can just..."
"I'll go," Rocko interrupted.
The two men looked at the Swordbuster Knight pilot as he continued, "Nick's right. If I don't pilot it, then who will? The risks are high, but it's something I'm willing to take."
"Rocko, this isn't the time for boyhood dreams," Keel said to his nephew.
"This isn't about that! This is about possibly winning the war and stopping the Newtypes once and for all! If I don't do it, then who will? Who can?"
Keel sighed in defeat. "Your aunt won't like this, and quite frankly, I don't like it either, but it looks like we can't just talk you out of this."
"Thank you, Uncle Keel."
Keel nodded and said, "Before you go to Earth, there's something that I want to give you back at the house."
Back on the Newtype command ship, Jeis continued to look at the data from the last battle. "Such speed and power...What is this demon they call a mobile suit?"
There was another knock on the door to Jeis's chamber. "Enter," he replied.
A soldier came in, saluted, and said, "Sir, I've just received word from our forces on Earth that two of our posts were attacked and destroyed."
"And?" Jeis sternly replied.
"Well sir, each one was taken out by a different mobile suit, but they both looked similar to the one we engaged."
"What?!"
Meanwhile on Earth, in one of the Newtype posts, a massive fire is spreading from the inside. In an area occupied by Teras trying to quell the flames, one of them asked, "What's going on here?!"
The pilot then saw that one of the mobile suits was lying on the ground, loaded with as many holes as Swiss cheese. "What could have...AAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"
The Tera wound up in the same condition as the one before from the rapid shots of a double-barrel gatling gun fired by an orange mobile suit. "You didn't see me because I can mask my Gundam's heat signature."
He then moved to another group of Teras and launched a barrage of micro missiles at them. "We're under attack! We're under attack!" one of them screamed over the comm.
"No duh," the Gundam pilot responded as he fired his gatling gun at them.
While some attempted to dodge, others fired their machine guns at the munitions mobile suit. However, he brought his shield up, and the bullets ricocheted off of it. "Sorry boys, but this thing is a heat shield, and the heat friction produced by the bullets is only getting my best weapon ready again."
"Keep firing! Don't let up on the heat!" one of the commanders shouted.
The Gundam pilot watched one of his side monitors with a gauge eagerly. When he saw that it was full, he retracted the gatling barrels and a smaller barrel came out. "You want heat? I'll give you heat!"
The pilot aimed his new weapon at the group, and a massive flame shot out of the barrel, incinerating anything it touched. Once the mobile suits were destroyed, the Gundam rushed out of the post and fired the remainder of its micro missiles and ammo, completely destroying it. "This is Zach Blitsor in the Magma Knight Gundam. I'm done here."
At another Newtype facility on Earth, Tera units were firing at a black, somewhat gothic Gundam. "This mobile suit is way too fast! I can't hit it!"
Suddenly, from the two devices that the Gundam held in his hands came a pair of long, upward-curving, green beams, and the speedy mobile suit blasted its way to a Tera, slicing it down the mid-section, and sped away just as the mobile suit exploded. The Gundam pilot then said, "Maybe a change of tactics would be better for you guys."
The remaining Teras dropped their machine guns and drew their beam sabers. The Gundam pilot readied his beam sickles and charged at them. He swung one down, but it was blocked. Upon closer inspection, one could see that the electrical discharges produced from the clash of beam weapons were being absorbed into the devices themselves. A power struggle ensued as another Tera charged the Gundam. His attack was blocked and absorbed as well. A third Tera came at the black mobile suit ready to strike. As a result, the demonic mobile suit broke the struggle with the first Tera and sidestepped out of the way, letting the beam saber cut into the second Tera, and the third Newtype mobile suit bumped into the other two, ramming his beam saber into the first's chest, and all three enemy mobile suits exploded.
"This isn't possible! How could we not see his moves ahead of time?!" one of them shouted.
The Gundam pilot then noticed that his gauge was full. His beam sickles soon grew bigger and longer. "Not even your beam sabers can save you now."
He quickly rocketed his way to the remaining mobile suits. While they tried to block with their beam sabers, the beam sickles, with their increased power, sliced right through each mobile suit's single defense as well as the mobile suits themselves. Once the last unit was destroyed, the pilot got on the comm and said, "This is Ben Quomel in the Blade Knight Gundam. All enemy forces have been destroyed. Mission accomplished."
Jeis was examining the pictures of the two mobile suits. "I agree. They each look somewhat similar to the winged one we saw back on Graham. This is very bad."
"If you ask me, sir, it seems like each one has its own individual strength."
"I see where you're going with this. However, if they do have individual weaknesses, then they aren't going to make it easy to exploit. We have to remember that no force that has encountered one of these mobile suits has succeeded in capturing it or destroying it. It could very well be the end for us if these three were to fight together."
"Blade Knight and Magma Knight?" Rocko asked Nick while they were on board a transport shuttle heading for Earth.
"Yes. The Blade Knight was made in the Leetir space colony while the Magma Knight was made in Mol," the captain replied.
"And then there's the Swordbuster Knight. The Newtypes couldn't handle one Gundam, much less three."
Nick nodded in agreement and then asked, "By the way, what did your Uncle want before we left for Earth."
Rocko then grabbed his jacket and said, "This."
Flashback
Keel gave Rocko the jacket. "Huh? What's this for?"
Keel replied, "This is your father's old flight jacket. In his will, he wanted you to have it when you were older. I've been meaning to give it to you before, but I just never did. I figured that now would be the best time to give it to you."
"Thanks, Uncle Keel."
End Flashback
"I see. You better take good care of that jacket, then."
Rocko nodded. There was a silence between the two before Nick said, "Hey Rocko...Your dad...How did...Nah. I shouldn't ask."
"No, it's okay. He was testing a new kind of mobile suit, but during the test, everything overheated and the suit blew up."
Nick then replied, "I'm surprised you'd even want to set foot in a mobile suit after something like that."
"Me too, especially when I was there when it happened."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..."
"No. Really, it's okay. But for some reason, even after all of that, I've always had this fascination of mobile suits. I guess it was because my dad was a pilot."
"Following in your dad's footsteps?"
Rocko nodded. An announcement came over the PA that the shuttle will arrive on Earth shortly. "So Rocko, is this your first time on Earth."
"Yeah. I can't wait to see what it's like!"
"By the way, while we're on Earth, you'll be going to school and staying with me."
"So I help try to save the human race, and I still have to go to school. Sounds tough."
"I'm sure you can handle it."
The shuttle finally lands on Earth where Zach and Ben are waiting for them. "Hey Ben, have you heard anything on what this other guy is like?"
"I've heard that he's very young, but quite skilled."
"Probably some cadet fresh from the academy, then," the Magma Knight Gundam pilot scoffed.
"If he can pilot the Gundam, that's fine with me. I'm keeping an open mind. Besides, I heard they had some real problems getting someone to work it."
Nick and Rocko finally stepped off the shuttle and walked up to the two awaiting soldiers. "Captain LeBau, I presume," Ben started.
"Yep, that's me."
"So who's the kid?" Zach asked.
"I'm Rocko. Rocko Menkero," the sixteen year-old replied.
"Okay, so where's this other pilot?" he asked.
Nick made a gesture to Rocko, and while Ben looked a little intrigued, Zach looked like he was going to have a fit. "Oh heck no. Don't tell me that this kid is the pilot!"
"Interesting," Ben said. "I guess they weren't exaggerating when they said he was young."
"Uh...hey to you guys too," Rocko replied nervously.
A/N: Hey. I hope you like the story so far. It's a little slow right now, but I promise it will get better. Thanks for the review, Blazer6. If anyone else reads this, please review it. Remember that all reviews, flames, and suggestions are welcome.
