Hey everyone! Wufei Chang or Chang Wufei, however you prefer, but this is his chapter. I kinda had a sucky action sequence again, but it works for the time being. Besides, I'm itchin' to write a chapter with the Scouts in it and I know all of you are dying to see who gets paired with who and becomes of their love as they battle for.......I'm getting ahead of myself. Anyway, read and review. Also, tell me what your thoughts are on who should be paired with who.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or Sailor Moon. I do own Tre Young/Sailor Universe and Pyrone Reigns so no use without permission.
Chapter 12 - Wufei Chang
"The next medal I will present is the Preventer's Medal of Honor," Miss Une declared to the microphone on the podium.
There was a large crowd of people in the auditorium to witness Preventers receiving medals for their distinguished service to putting an end to any war before it flared up.
"The recipient is Chang Wufei."
Wufei stood up as the crowd applauded and walked to where Miss Une stood behind the podium. He stopped right in front of her so that she could slip the medal around his neck. Wufei shook her hand and sat down next to Sally Po.
"It's an injustice," Wufei fumed. "Receiving a medal from an onna."
"Wufei," Sally soothed. "I know that you hold your morals different from other people but please try to be nice today."
"Fine," Wufei grumbled.
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"So, we're going to round up Wu-man," Duo said.
He slurped on his soda as the shuttle rockted through the atmosphere. Tre was working on Deathscythe, fixing whatever it was that went wrong on Earth. Duo didn't complain since Tre knew what he was doing, and besides, who would pass up an offer from one pilot to fix another's Gundam? Tre finally came into the flight deck and walked to the pilots' seat. He set himself down and strapped in.
"Duo," Quatre scolded. "Behave yourself, because you know how Wufei is around you."
"Don't worry, Quatre," Duo winked. "Wu-man and I are like two peas in a pod, we get along swell!"
"Sure," Tre scoffed.
"And what is that supposed to mean?" Duo asked.
"If you cross Wufei, you'll find yourself at the end of his katana," Tre said.
"Well, I forgot about that part," Duo said.
"Hn," was all Heero had to say.
"We should reach Brussels pretty soon," Trowa announced, "so everyone strap yourselves in and hang on."
Heero snapped the belts around himself and buckled in. Duo was already strapped in, as was Trowa. Quatre flung the straps about himself and snapped them into the buckle. Tre hailed the Brussels tower.
"Nightshift, inbound for landing."
"Nightshift, Brussels Tower," a female voice called back. "You are first in line for landing. Maintain air speed and altitude then come in at your discretion."
"Roger," Tre said.
The large shuttle banked as Tre pushed the stick right. He armed the gear and cut his throttle. They were lined up with the runway and two miles out. Tre dropped the gear and slowly descended. He yanked back hard on the stick, the main gear touched down. Tre kept the nose up to slow down, then it dropped on its own. He deployed speed brakes and stomped on the wheel brakes. The shuttle began to slow, then Tre let off the wheel brakes and retracted the speed brakes. The shuttle slowly rolled toward the taxiway.
"Tower, would you mind if I parked near the Preventers's landers?" Tre asked.
"No, not at all Nightshift," tower responded.
"Good," Tre said.
"Tre, don't you think the Preventers will be mad that you parked here?" Quatre asked.
"Nah," Tre said.
He stopped the shuttle near a lander that was fueling up. The shuttle's motors whirred then stopped as the engines were cut. The Gundam pilots released their straps and stood up to exit their craft. Tre opened the door and lifted a panel that was on the follor in front of the door. He pulled out a rolled up rope ladder and dropped it out the hatch so it unravelled and hung out the open door. Tre climbed down it first, then Quatre, then Heero, next was Trowa, and finally Duo. Tre pulled a small control unit out of his shorts pocket and pressed a silver button. The inner hatch of the airlock closed, leaving the outer door open.
"Let's go!" Tre said, walking underneath the shuttle. "Heero, can you drive an eight-speed stick?"
"Yeah," Heero replied.
"Good, 'cause your driving the others to the Preventers HQ while I drive my jetbike."
"Hey," Duo complained. "How come Heero gets to drive and I don't?"
"Because you would strip the gears, Maxwell," Tre smiled.
He pushed a sequence on a keypad and a ramp lowered in front of Heavyarms's pod. The car was safely lowered down the ramp as was the jetbike. Tre undid the straps holding both vehicles and handed the keys to Heero. Heero opened the driver side door, allowing Duo to get in behind the driver seat. Quatre climbed in behind the front passenger seat, next to Duo. Trowa lowered the seat once Quatre was in and sat down. Heero lowered his seat as well and climbed in. All the doors were shut, then Heero started the engine, revved it, then peeled out.
"Tre is gonna get you," Tre mused, placing the black helmet over his head, then slipping full hand black gloves on his hands.
He swung one leg over the hovering bike, flipped a few switches, then kick-started the jet engine. It fired a flame ten feet long from its exhaust nozzle, the nozzle flaps wide. Then Tre released the throttle, the flame gone, the nozzle flaps contracting again. Then Tre ripped after the car, the shuttle's ramp closing.
A blue flame was showing in the middle of the nozzle flaps, the turbines up front spinning like crazy. The jetbike was approaching 230 miles per hour and was coming alongside the car. Tre knocked on the driver side window and waved. He then swiveled the throttle all the way back, leaving the car far behind as it sped away. Heero smirked, then shifted to fifth gear from sixth, revving the engine up, then slamming the stick into seventh. The car leapt forward, speed up to 300 miles per hour. Heero shifted into eighth, getting the car at its top speed, then surpassing it. The car easily caught up to the hovering jetbike. Tre looked back, then at his speedometer: 350 miles per hour! The car was going faster than it's top speed. That's when Heero noticed the temperature gauge on the dashboard was rising. Heero jumped on the brake and clutch, downshifting as the car slowed. When he stopped, Tre turned around and sped back to the car. He stopped at the driver's side. Heero rolled the window down.
"What's up?" Tre asked.
"The engine is about to overheat," Heero replied.
"I see," Tre said. "Maybe I'll have to take a look at my radiator when I get back; with NOS, you probably woulda blown by me."
"Hn."
"Don't worry, we're almost out the space port and near the Preventers HQ."
"It was a good race."
"Damn straight," Tre said, slapping Heero high five.
"It's about cool enough to get going again," Heero said, looking at the gauge.
"So let's rip."
"Yeah."
The two vehicles sped through the space port gate and on to Preventers HQ.
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-At the Preventers HQ-
"Well," Tre said, removing his helmet. "Looks like a party is hoppin' in dis joint."
"Shall we introduce ourselves to some treats?" Duo asked eagerly.
"Yeah, sure," Tre said. "Come on, y'all. Let's go up there."
They all piled onto an elevator and rode it up to the top floor. The double doors on the car opened and they stepped out, five abreast. Tre still had his helmet in his hand, swinging it by his gray knee-length shorts. Heero, who was next to Tre, just glared like always, Duo on Heero's other side was just walking. Trowa and Quatre were staring at the paintings as they passed through the halls. Tre stopped at a door and opened it. Soft piano music and the chatter of many humans flowed from the room as the five boys entered. People everywhere were holding champagne glasses filled with the golden, bubbly liquid. A server walked by a with a tray of champagne balanced on his right hand. Tre grabbed a glass, then sipped it quietly. He then walked around trying to find Wufei.
"-well, not exactly," a Chinese looking boy said to a man in a black suit.
He was wearing a Preventers uniform and stood about 5' 3". His black hair was done back into a ponytail the length of Tre's hand from wrist to middle fingertip. He had eyes black as coal and tannish-yellow skin.
"Hey, you Wufei Chang?" Tre asked the boy.
"Yes, I am he," Wufei said edgily.
"I'm Tre Young," Tre said extending his still gloved hand.
Wufei laughed, "Do you always wear gloves to shake people's hands?"
Tre gave a confused look, then looked at his hand and smiled. He removed the gloves and stuffed them in his pocket. He then offered Wufei his hand again. Wufei accepted and shook it.
"I have a new job opening for you," Tre said, "of course it could be temporary depending on how long it takes to complete this job."
"And what job is this?" Wufei asked, smiling.
"What would you say, if I told you that I have a new Nataku waiting for you?"
Wufei's eyes got wide, then he narrowed them again.
"I'd say you're to convince me better than that," Wufei scoffed.
"All right," Tre said. "Take a look at this."
Tre pulled a projector pen out of his pocket and shone it. A holographic picture of the Neo Altron appeared. Wufei's eyes widened again, then he looked at Tre with a bewildered look on his face. Tre smirked, then said,
"Is that a yes?"
Before Wufei could answer, Miss Une ran into the room from her office and called all the Preventers to load up into their landers to get to their cruisers. A situation was brewing outside the atmosphere.
"Quickly!" Miss Une shouted.
The Preventers all ran from the room. Tre caught up to the Gundam pilots as they were running down the hall to the elevators.
"Guys! Get back to the shuttle and start her up!" Tre shouted. "I'll be there soon after if you make it before me!"
The other pilots nodded, then ran into a stuffed elevator. Tre ran to the stairs then leaped over the rails to each flight. When he reached the bottom, the Rush Extreme was peeling away from the parking lot. Tre placed his helmet on his head, running to his jetbike through the sea of running people. He put his gloves on, leapt onto the bike and started the engine. He turned the handlebars hard right and roared off.
Just outside the space port gates, Tre passed the car and was speeding toward the shuttle. He pulled the control unit out again and the ramp began to open. Tre swung the bike's back end to the right, blowing full throttle to slow himself down. The bike seemed as though it were skidding, then it stopped. Tre loaded the bike onto its cargo platform and shoved it up the ramp. The car was pulling onto its platform, then shut its engine off. Tre strapped the car down, then shoved it up the ramp. He closed the ramp and ran to the ladder. The other pilots had gotten out of the car and up the ladder already. Tre climbed as fast as he could then pulled the ladder up.
"HEERO!" Tre shouted, closing the hatch. "FIRE THE MAIN ENGINES!"
"RIGHT!" Heero shouted back.
Tre heard the whir of the engines as the hatch closed. Then Tre slammed the inner hatch down and assumed the pilots seat. He strapped himself in and took the controls. He stepped hard on the left pedal, the shuttle turning in that direction.
They had clearance to depart once they reached the runway. Tre stepped on the right pedal, turning the shuttle to point down the runway. He stepped on both pedals the wheels stopped turning. Tre opened the throttle wide and let loose. The shuttle shot down the runway, headed straight for the large ski slope at the end. The shuttle lurched as it headed up the large and steep slope. It finally cleared and was shooting for space. Tre retracted the gear and started to pull his spacesuit on. The other pilots saw this and decided to do the same. By the time they breached the outer atmosphere, they had dressed themselves in their suits. The only thing left to put on was their helmets. Tre was following the lander he saw Wufei get on with Sally Po.
The smaller craft docked with its crew's cruiser. Tre then followed the cruiser as it blasted away. Tre opened a channel with Wufei's cruiser to finish their conversation.
"Wufei," Tre said. "It's Tre, do you read me?"
"Yes," Wufei responded. "I read you loud and clear, Tre."
"I need to know now, is it yes or no?"
There was a pause on Wufei's end, then, "Yes, but I have to put this fire out first."
"Understood, I'll escort you and the rest of the guys will use the Gundams to defend you all."
"Thank you. I know I'm not supposed to do this, but here's the problem."
Tre received all the info on what was going down. Several mobile suit carriers flying the British flag have appeared over 100 km from the outer atmosphere and were planning an all out invasion of the Earth. The lead suit was a Serpent painted white, the pilot being dubbed 'The White Spike'.
"The White Spike?" Tre laughed.
"Yes," Wufei said. "That is what the pilot calls himself."
"Jesus," Tre groaned. "This guy is too much."
"I hear you," Wufei said. "Tre! Incoming! Twelve o' clock high!"
Tre spotted it. The white Serpent and its pilot, The White Spike. Tre jammed his helmet on and locked it in place. He hurried off to his Gundam, soaring through the cabin like a bat out of Hell. He closed his visor and opened the door to his Gundams pod. He flew in, the door shutting behind him. The Gundam's cockpit door was opened and Tre settled himself in the seat, strapping himself in. The cockpit door closed while Tre was bringing this machine to life. The viewscreens came on, showing Tre the insides of the pod. The whoosh of air being let out was heard and the pod doors opened. Dreadscythe flew out.
Little did Tre know that Trowa had gotten wind of his plan and had set up in Heavyarms. The blue suit flowed the black suit. Tre noticed when his targeting alarm went off. The DreadScythe looked behind itself and spotted the Heavyarms trailing it.
"Trowa," Tre called out, "what are you doing?"
"Making sure that you don't get killed," Trowa said.
Heavyarms was alongside the DreadScythe now, both suits hurtling themselves into the heat of a battle between the Preventers and the British.
One cruiser released a box, then several red-tipped missiles flew at the attacking suits. Several were blown into smithereens, while the Virgos remained untouched. A Virgo lowered its defenses to deliver some of its offense. It hit the cruiser in the reactor, causing the ship to explode. Several other cruisers released their boxes, tiny missiles scattering everywhere. A cluster of Virgos was blown up into a brilliant ball of yellow fire. Wufei's cruiser had jettisoned all its missile containers, rendering the ship nearly defenseless. The only weapon now was a blaster turret. A Serpent was headed straight for it. The blaster was ineffective against the suit.
Tre had to act. He rocketed the DreadScythe at the Serpent, drawing the sword. The Serpent was still going after the cruiser. DreadScythe raised the sword above its head and sliced through the torso of the Serpent. The enemy suit crackled then it disappeared into a great ball of flames.
"Wufei, you cool?" Tre said.
"Yeah, I'm OK," Wufei answered back.
"And Sally?"
"She's fine."
"Good, now let's get you in that Neo Altron, eh?"
"Good idea."
The shuttle flew over the cruiser, then stopped above it. It rolled to its left and opened the pod that was directly above the cruiser. The Neo Altron stunned Wufei.
"It's amazing," Wufei whispered.
The Halloween colored suit slowly came out of the pod as the shuttle lifted away from the Gundam. Wufei was utterly amazed at the overall look of this new Nataku. A dragonhead for a helmet and black boots streaked with jagged flames, plus the wings folded on either side of the Gundams back. The arms were black as were the shoulder guards. But in the shoulder guards were the orange painted extensions. And from the cruiser, Wufei could clearly see the orange cockpit door. He could also see the hilts for katanas attached to the back sheaths. Finally, the energy beam weapon staff.
"I'ma put your spacesuit in the airlock," Tre said. "It's the same design as the one you used to invade Libra over two years ago."
"I see," Wufei said, still focused on the new Nataku.
"Get suited up, now," Tre said.
The door of the airlock was heard being shut. Wufei pressurized it and climbed in. He slipped the suit on and locked the helmet in place. He closed the door, then said to Sally,
"Let the air out."
She punched a few buttons, then the airlock was ready to be opened to the outside. Wufei stepped out and shut the door behind him. He kicked off the flat of the ship into DreadScythe's hand. From there, Wufei kicked off to reach the Nataku. He slammed into the cockpit door, cleared his head, and opened it. He slid inside and strapped himself into his seat. He closed the door and brought the machine to life. The viewscreens glowed and the controls lit up. Wufei had taken control of the most advanced Gundam he ever flew.
Altron reached behind to grab the katanas. Wufei was surprised to find that they were energy beam weapons and not solid Gundanium blades. Nevertheless, Altron leapt into battle. Heavyarms was taking care of some Leos when a streak of green slashed across the bellies of the suits.
"Wufei?" Trowa said.
"Yeah, Trowa," Wufei grunted. He was swinging his weapons at the white Serpent.
"Use your tail stinger," Trowa suggested.
Altron raised the rear weapon and shot four beams at the enemy suit, taking out its camera. Wufei replaced the katanas with the trident/glaive, opening Nataku's fearsome set of wings. Both ends were ignited and both wings were opened. Wufei yelled as the Altron rocketed at its enemy. It spun around, swinging the glaive end around in the same direction it was spinning. Miss. Wufei tried again, the Altron jabbing the trident at the other suit. No luck. Wufei fired the head guns, hitting the suit in all places. Heavyarms and DreadScythe came up behind the suit, arm blades ignited. DreadScythe sent one blade through the torso, slitting the free blade across the neck of the suit. The head floated away, then DreadScythe shot it up with its head guns, causing the head to burst into flames. Altron jabbed the trident into the cockpit along with Heavyarms's right blade. Altron tore its weapon down to the legs, where as the Heavyarms tore through the rest of the torso. All three sped away as the suit exploded. DreadScythe ignited its scythe and slashed at a suit that was going for the shuttle.
Just then, a wide yellow beam passed between the three Gundams and setting off a chain of explosions miles away. The Zero and Deathscythe joined the group and Sandrock followed after it tore at a Taurus that was bothering it. The six Gundams all started at each other, turning their heads this way and that. Then, as though they all read each others minds, they looked up and bright rounds flew from the guns embedded in their heads. The suit carrier was demolished and burst into a bright gold ball fo fire. The silhouette of the DreadScythe, with its green eyes burning through the shadow that it seemed to be, appeared against the bright fireball behind and above it.
"Great job, team," Tre said.
"Ah, go on, you're making me blush!" Duo said.
Some of the group started to laugh, even Heero was heard laughing. Wufei was doubled over against his straps and Trowa had thrown his head back. Quatre just shook his head laughing, while Tre slammed his fist against his knee. Soon, all the laughing subsided. The six Gundam suits flew back to the shuttle and into their respective pods. The shuttle ignited its huge main engines and sped off into space.
"A salute, Preventers," Sally Po said over the comm. "To the Gundam pilots and Wufei."
"May they complete their mission and return home safely," Miss Une continued.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or Sailor Moon. I do own Tre Young/Sailor Universe and Pyrone Reigns so no use without permission.
Chapter 12 - Wufei Chang
"The next medal I will present is the Preventer's Medal of Honor," Miss Une declared to the microphone on the podium.
There was a large crowd of people in the auditorium to witness Preventers receiving medals for their distinguished service to putting an end to any war before it flared up.
"The recipient is Chang Wufei."
Wufei stood up as the crowd applauded and walked to where Miss Une stood behind the podium. He stopped right in front of her so that she could slip the medal around his neck. Wufei shook her hand and sat down next to Sally Po.
"It's an injustice," Wufei fumed. "Receiving a medal from an onna."
"Wufei," Sally soothed. "I know that you hold your morals different from other people but please try to be nice today."
"Fine," Wufei grumbled.
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"So, we're going to round up Wu-man," Duo said.
He slurped on his soda as the shuttle rockted through the atmosphere. Tre was working on Deathscythe, fixing whatever it was that went wrong on Earth. Duo didn't complain since Tre knew what he was doing, and besides, who would pass up an offer from one pilot to fix another's Gundam? Tre finally came into the flight deck and walked to the pilots' seat. He set himself down and strapped in.
"Duo," Quatre scolded. "Behave yourself, because you know how Wufei is around you."
"Don't worry, Quatre," Duo winked. "Wu-man and I are like two peas in a pod, we get along swell!"
"Sure," Tre scoffed.
"And what is that supposed to mean?" Duo asked.
"If you cross Wufei, you'll find yourself at the end of his katana," Tre said.
"Well, I forgot about that part," Duo said.
"Hn," was all Heero had to say.
"We should reach Brussels pretty soon," Trowa announced, "so everyone strap yourselves in and hang on."
Heero snapped the belts around himself and buckled in. Duo was already strapped in, as was Trowa. Quatre flung the straps about himself and snapped them into the buckle. Tre hailed the Brussels tower.
"Nightshift, inbound for landing."
"Nightshift, Brussels Tower," a female voice called back. "You are first in line for landing. Maintain air speed and altitude then come in at your discretion."
"Roger," Tre said.
The large shuttle banked as Tre pushed the stick right. He armed the gear and cut his throttle. They were lined up with the runway and two miles out. Tre dropped the gear and slowly descended. He yanked back hard on the stick, the main gear touched down. Tre kept the nose up to slow down, then it dropped on its own. He deployed speed brakes and stomped on the wheel brakes. The shuttle began to slow, then Tre let off the wheel brakes and retracted the speed brakes. The shuttle slowly rolled toward the taxiway.
"Tower, would you mind if I parked near the Preventers's landers?" Tre asked.
"No, not at all Nightshift," tower responded.
"Good," Tre said.
"Tre, don't you think the Preventers will be mad that you parked here?" Quatre asked.
"Nah," Tre said.
He stopped the shuttle near a lander that was fueling up. The shuttle's motors whirred then stopped as the engines were cut. The Gundam pilots released their straps and stood up to exit their craft. Tre opened the door and lifted a panel that was on the follor in front of the door. He pulled out a rolled up rope ladder and dropped it out the hatch so it unravelled and hung out the open door. Tre climbed down it first, then Quatre, then Heero, next was Trowa, and finally Duo. Tre pulled a small control unit out of his shorts pocket and pressed a silver button. The inner hatch of the airlock closed, leaving the outer door open.
"Let's go!" Tre said, walking underneath the shuttle. "Heero, can you drive an eight-speed stick?"
"Yeah," Heero replied.
"Good, 'cause your driving the others to the Preventers HQ while I drive my jetbike."
"Hey," Duo complained. "How come Heero gets to drive and I don't?"
"Because you would strip the gears, Maxwell," Tre smiled.
He pushed a sequence on a keypad and a ramp lowered in front of Heavyarms's pod. The car was safely lowered down the ramp as was the jetbike. Tre undid the straps holding both vehicles and handed the keys to Heero. Heero opened the driver side door, allowing Duo to get in behind the driver seat. Quatre climbed in behind the front passenger seat, next to Duo. Trowa lowered the seat once Quatre was in and sat down. Heero lowered his seat as well and climbed in. All the doors were shut, then Heero started the engine, revved it, then peeled out.
"Tre is gonna get you," Tre mused, placing the black helmet over his head, then slipping full hand black gloves on his hands.
He swung one leg over the hovering bike, flipped a few switches, then kick-started the jet engine. It fired a flame ten feet long from its exhaust nozzle, the nozzle flaps wide. Then Tre released the throttle, the flame gone, the nozzle flaps contracting again. Then Tre ripped after the car, the shuttle's ramp closing.
A blue flame was showing in the middle of the nozzle flaps, the turbines up front spinning like crazy. The jetbike was approaching 230 miles per hour and was coming alongside the car. Tre knocked on the driver side window and waved. He then swiveled the throttle all the way back, leaving the car far behind as it sped away. Heero smirked, then shifted to fifth gear from sixth, revving the engine up, then slamming the stick into seventh. The car leapt forward, speed up to 300 miles per hour. Heero shifted into eighth, getting the car at its top speed, then surpassing it. The car easily caught up to the hovering jetbike. Tre looked back, then at his speedometer: 350 miles per hour! The car was going faster than it's top speed. That's when Heero noticed the temperature gauge on the dashboard was rising. Heero jumped on the brake and clutch, downshifting as the car slowed. When he stopped, Tre turned around and sped back to the car. He stopped at the driver's side. Heero rolled the window down.
"What's up?" Tre asked.
"The engine is about to overheat," Heero replied.
"I see," Tre said. "Maybe I'll have to take a look at my radiator when I get back; with NOS, you probably woulda blown by me."
"Hn."
"Don't worry, we're almost out the space port and near the Preventers HQ."
"It was a good race."
"Damn straight," Tre said, slapping Heero high five.
"It's about cool enough to get going again," Heero said, looking at the gauge.
"So let's rip."
"Yeah."
The two vehicles sped through the space port gate and on to Preventers HQ.
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-At the Preventers HQ-
"Well," Tre said, removing his helmet. "Looks like a party is hoppin' in dis joint."
"Shall we introduce ourselves to some treats?" Duo asked eagerly.
"Yeah, sure," Tre said. "Come on, y'all. Let's go up there."
They all piled onto an elevator and rode it up to the top floor. The double doors on the car opened and they stepped out, five abreast. Tre still had his helmet in his hand, swinging it by his gray knee-length shorts. Heero, who was next to Tre, just glared like always, Duo on Heero's other side was just walking. Trowa and Quatre were staring at the paintings as they passed through the halls. Tre stopped at a door and opened it. Soft piano music and the chatter of many humans flowed from the room as the five boys entered. People everywhere were holding champagne glasses filled with the golden, bubbly liquid. A server walked by a with a tray of champagne balanced on his right hand. Tre grabbed a glass, then sipped it quietly. He then walked around trying to find Wufei.
"-well, not exactly," a Chinese looking boy said to a man in a black suit.
He was wearing a Preventers uniform and stood about 5' 3". His black hair was done back into a ponytail the length of Tre's hand from wrist to middle fingertip. He had eyes black as coal and tannish-yellow skin.
"Hey, you Wufei Chang?" Tre asked the boy.
"Yes, I am he," Wufei said edgily.
"I'm Tre Young," Tre said extending his still gloved hand.
Wufei laughed, "Do you always wear gloves to shake people's hands?"
Tre gave a confused look, then looked at his hand and smiled. He removed the gloves and stuffed them in his pocket. He then offered Wufei his hand again. Wufei accepted and shook it.
"I have a new job opening for you," Tre said, "of course it could be temporary depending on how long it takes to complete this job."
"And what job is this?" Wufei asked, smiling.
"What would you say, if I told you that I have a new Nataku waiting for you?"
Wufei's eyes got wide, then he narrowed them again.
"I'd say you're to convince me better than that," Wufei scoffed.
"All right," Tre said. "Take a look at this."
Tre pulled a projector pen out of his pocket and shone it. A holographic picture of the Neo Altron appeared. Wufei's eyes widened again, then he looked at Tre with a bewildered look on his face. Tre smirked, then said,
"Is that a yes?"
Before Wufei could answer, Miss Une ran into the room from her office and called all the Preventers to load up into their landers to get to their cruisers. A situation was brewing outside the atmosphere.
"Quickly!" Miss Une shouted.
The Preventers all ran from the room. Tre caught up to the Gundam pilots as they were running down the hall to the elevators.
"Guys! Get back to the shuttle and start her up!" Tre shouted. "I'll be there soon after if you make it before me!"
The other pilots nodded, then ran into a stuffed elevator. Tre ran to the stairs then leaped over the rails to each flight. When he reached the bottom, the Rush Extreme was peeling away from the parking lot. Tre placed his helmet on his head, running to his jetbike through the sea of running people. He put his gloves on, leapt onto the bike and started the engine. He turned the handlebars hard right and roared off.
Just outside the space port gates, Tre passed the car and was speeding toward the shuttle. He pulled the control unit out again and the ramp began to open. Tre swung the bike's back end to the right, blowing full throttle to slow himself down. The bike seemed as though it were skidding, then it stopped. Tre loaded the bike onto its cargo platform and shoved it up the ramp. The car was pulling onto its platform, then shut its engine off. Tre strapped the car down, then shoved it up the ramp. He closed the ramp and ran to the ladder. The other pilots had gotten out of the car and up the ladder already. Tre climbed as fast as he could then pulled the ladder up.
"HEERO!" Tre shouted, closing the hatch. "FIRE THE MAIN ENGINES!"
"RIGHT!" Heero shouted back.
Tre heard the whir of the engines as the hatch closed. Then Tre slammed the inner hatch down and assumed the pilots seat. He strapped himself in and took the controls. He stepped hard on the left pedal, the shuttle turning in that direction.
They had clearance to depart once they reached the runway. Tre stepped on the right pedal, turning the shuttle to point down the runway. He stepped on both pedals the wheels stopped turning. Tre opened the throttle wide and let loose. The shuttle shot down the runway, headed straight for the large ski slope at the end. The shuttle lurched as it headed up the large and steep slope. It finally cleared and was shooting for space. Tre retracted the gear and started to pull his spacesuit on. The other pilots saw this and decided to do the same. By the time they breached the outer atmosphere, they had dressed themselves in their suits. The only thing left to put on was their helmets. Tre was following the lander he saw Wufei get on with Sally Po.
The smaller craft docked with its crew's cruiser. Tre then followed the cruiser as it blasted away. Tre opened a channel with Wufei's cruiser to finish their conversation.
"Wufei," Tre said. "It's Tre, do you read me?"
"Yes," Wufei responded. "I read you loud and clear, Tre."
"I need to know now, is it yes or no?"
There was a pause on Wufei's end, then, "Yes, but I have to put this fire out first."
"Understood, I'll escort you and the rest of the guys will use the Gundams to defend you all."
"Thank you. I know I'm not supposed to do this, but here's the problem."
Tre received all the info on what was going down. Several mobile suit carriers flying the British flag have appeared over 100 km from the outer atmosphere and were planning an all out invasion of the Earth. The lead suit was a Serpent painted white, the pilot being dubbed 'The White Spike'.
"The White Spike?" Tre laughed.
"Yes," Wufei said. "That is what the pilot calls himself."
"Jesus," Tre groaned. "This guy is too much."
"I hear you," Wufei said. "Tre! Incoming! Twelve o' clock high!"
Tre spotted it. The white Serpent and its pilot, The White Spike. Tre jammed his helmet on and locked it in place. He hurried off to his Gundam, soaring through the cabin like a bat out of Hell. He closed his visor and opened the door to his Gundams pod. He flew in, the door shutting behind him. The Gundam's cockpit door was opened and Tre settled himself in the seat, strapping himself in. The cockpit door closed while Tre was bringing this machine to life. The viewscreens came on, showing Tre the insides of the pod. The whoosh of air being let out was heard and the pod doors opened. Dreadscythe flew out.
Little did Tre know that Trowa had gotten wind of his plan and had set up in Heavyarms. The blue suit flowed the black suit. Tre noticed when his targeting alarm went off. The DreadScythe looked behind itself and spotted the Heavyarms trailing it.
"Trowa," Tre called out, "what are you doing?"
"Making sure that you don't get killed," Trowa said.
Heavyarms was alongside the DreadScythe now, both suits hurtling themselves into the heat of a battle between the Preventers and the British.
One cruiser released a box, then several red-tipped missiles flew at the attacking suits. Several were blown into smithereens, while the Virgos remained untouched. A Virgo lowered its defenses to deliver some of its offense. It hit the cruiser in the reactor, causing the ship to explode. Several other cruisers released their boxes, tiny missiles scattering everywhere. A cluster of Virgos was blown up into a brilliant ball of yellow fire. Wufei's cruiser had jettisoned all its missile containers, rendering the ship nearly defenseless. The only weapon now was a blaster turret. A Serpent was headed straight for it. The blaster was ineffective against the suit.
Tre had to act. He rocketed the DreadScythe at the Serpent, drawing the sword. The Serpent was still going after the cruiser. DreadScythe raised the sword above its head and sliced through the torso of the Serpent. The enemy suit crackled then it disappeared into a great ball of flames.
"Wufei, you cool?" Tre said.
"Yeah, I'm OK," Wufei answered back.
"And Sally?"
"She's fine."
"Good, now let's get you in that Neo Altron, eh?"
"Good idea."
The shuttle flew over the cruiser, then stopped above it. It rolled to its left and opened the pod that was directly above the cruiser. The Neo Altron stunned Wufei.
"It's amazing," Wufei whispered.
The Halloween colored suit slowly came out of the pod as the shuttle lifted away from the Gundam. Wufei was utterly amazed at the overall look of this new Nataku. A dragonhead for a helmet and black boots streaked with jagged flames, plus the wings folded on either side of the Gundams back. The arms were black as were the shoulder guards. But in the shoulder guards were the orange painted extensions. And from the cruiser, Wufei could clearly see the orange cockpit door. He could also see the hilts for katanas attached to the back sheaths. Finally, the energy beam weapon staff.
"I'ma put your spacesuit in the airlock," Tre said. "It's the same design as the one you used to invade Libra over two years ago."
"I see," Wufei said, still focused on the new Nataku.
"Get suited up, now," Tre said.
The door of the airlock was heard being shut. Wufei pressurized it and climbed in. He slipped the suit on and locked the helmet in place. He closed the door, then said to Sally,
"Let the air out."
She punched a few buttons, then the airlock was ready to be opened to the outside. Wufei stepped out and shut the door behind him. He kicked off the flat of the ship into DreadScythe's hand. From there, Wufei kicked off to reach the Nataku. He slammed into the cockpit door, cleared his head, and opened it. He slid inside and strapped himself into his seat. He closed the door and brought the machine to life. The viewscreens glowed and the controls lit up. Wufei had taken control of the most advanced Gundam he ever flew.
Altron reached behind to grab the katanas. Wufei was surprised to find that they were energy beam weapons and not solid Gundanium blades. Nevertheless, Altron leapt into battle. Heavyarms was taking care of some Leos when a streak of green slashed across the bellies of the suits.
"Wufei?" Trowa said.
"Yeah, Trowa," Wufei grunted. He was swinging his weapons at the white Serpent.
"Use your tail stinger," Trowa suggested.
Altron raised the rear weapon and shot four beams at the enemy suit, taking out its camera. Wufei replaced the katanas with the trident/glaive, opening Nataku's fearsome set of wings. Both ends were ignited and both wings were opened. Wufei yelled as the Altron rocketed at its enemy. It spun around, swinging the glaive end around in the same direction it was spinning. Miss. Wufei tried again, the Altron jabbing the trident at the other suit. No luck. Wufei fired the head guns, hitting the suit in all places. Heavyarms and DreadScythe came up behind the suit, arm blades ignited. DreadScythe sent one blade through the torso, slitting the free blade across the neck of the suit. The head floated away, then DreadScythe shot it up with its head guns, causing the head to burst into flames. Altron jabbed the trident into the cockpit along with Heavyarms's right blade. Altron tore its weapon down to the legs, where as the Heavyarms tore through the rest of the torso. All three sped away as the suit exploded. DreadScythe ignited its scythe and slashed at a suit that was going for the shuttle.
Just then, a wide yellow beam passed between the three Gundams and setting off a chain of explosions miles away. The Zero and Deathscythe joined the group and Sandrock followed after it tore at a Taurus that was bothering it. The six Gundams all started at each other, turning their heads this way and that. Then, as though they all read each others minds, they looked up and bright rounds flew from the guns embedded in their heads. The suit carrier was demolished and burst into a bright gold ball fo fire. The silhouette of the DreadScythe, with its green eyes burning through the shadow that it seemed to be, appeared against the bright fireball behind and above it.
"Great job, team," Tre said.
"Ah, go on, you're making me blush!" Duo said.
Some of the group started to laugh, even Heero was heard laughing. Wufei was doubled over against his straps and Trowa had thrown his head back. Quatre just shook his head laughing, while Tre slammed his fist against his knee. Soon, all the laughing subsided. The six Gundam suits flew back to the shuttle and into their respective pods. The shuttle ignited its huge main engines and sped off into space.
"A salute, Preventers," Sally Po said over the comm. "To the Gundam pilots and Wufei."
"May they complete their mission and return home safely," Miss Une continued.