Warning: Sex, Violence, at the same time, if you are under 18 and do not have a parent beside you that condones reading this story. If you read on, and are squicked out, I'm not responsible.
Author's Note: Um... okay so completely AU by now... plus I haven't watched Fafner for the longest time blushes in shame
AstroKender: thnx for ur kind review (i actually got one!!! squees in happiness) well i actually wrote the entire thing but only posted 3 chappies just to see if ppl would read it. Now for the rest...
A week passed with only minor festum attacks, and soon people began to settle into their old routines. The teens that were left trained with Fafner. Maya thrived under the tutelage of her sister, and enjoyed the company of a new trainee. Kazuki still saw good in everyone, and if there was a lesson to be learned from his last excursion, it was that the island was not the only place that needed protecting. Many nights, he would implore his father to consider giving aid to New United Nations, or to let him go rescue Yukie Kariya. What was one measly island when compared to the entire world?
Such an attitude carried over to the morning of the attack. Unlike the festum attacks the island usually receives, this attack was in the form of two machines, similar to a Fafner. Apparently, Kariya, to save herself, divulged everything about the island, from information about its shields to the many functions of ALVIS. Finding the location of the island was easy after getting so much information. New United Nations decided to employ their two best pilots, Kanon Memphis and her partner, Michio Hino.
Although Kanon and Michio were excellent and ruthless pilots, the island's technology was still superior, and with Kazuki's skill, Commander Makabe was certain that they could defeat their opponent. There was just one problem: Kazuki refused to fight against the New United Nations pilots.
"They are people, father!" Kazuki objected. "They are not mindless beings like the festums. Can you seriously condone murder?"
"People or not, if we do not take them out, they will destroy the island," Makabe tried to reason with his son.
"Well can't we reason with them? The only reason they are attacking is because we are withholding valuable technology key to their survival. If we stopped being so miserly, surely an agreement could be reached?" Kazuki persisted.
His father sighed. Of all the things Kazuki was good at, why could he not have been granted a grain of common sense? Makabe tried to explain once more, "From past experience, New United Nations wants to simply kill or enslave the people on this island, use our technology, use our lives, and throw us away after we lose our value. Why do you think we are the last remotely normal civilization left on the face of the earth?"
"That was then," Kazuki argued, "and people change. Just because something was true 50 years ago does not make it true today."
The argument continued until Commander Makabe grew weary and thought about committing the murder his son was ranting about. Finally, he stood up and left the room without another word. Left with no choice, he commanded two new, inexperienced pilots to battle with the New United Nations threat. Walking to the control room, he began planning for the worst case scenario.
Makabe was not disappointed for, within minutes, the two Fafners were on the verge of defeat. The only choice left was to blow up that portion of the island. The casualties would be massive, as well as the loss of Fafners devastating, but being in the hands of New United Nations would be far worse. With a resolved sigh, Makabe signaled for the destruction mechanism to be activated.. A hand caught his arm, and he blinked up to see Soushi Minashiro.
"Have you come up with another plan like last time?" Makabe held his breath.
"Hai, I have," replied Soushi. "Can you contact the pilots?"
"Our pilots? Just use the Siegfried System. You should know that already."
"No, their pilots."
Comprehension dawned on Makabe. "You mean to bargain with Michio Hino again." He quickly relayed the instructions to contact the New United Nations' pilot.
"Leave me alone with him, Makabe."
Makabe patted Soushi's shoulder, "Good luck." Soushi did not hear him, for he was already staring at the flickering image on the screen.
Michio's image smirked, "Well well, what a pleasant surprise, Minashiro- kun."
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