After much pain and anger, and a second re-write. I have decided to pull quits on Bubblegum Crisis Avatar – The Slider Saga. In its place I hope to have a better story, well third time lucky. I hope…
Disclaimer
Bubblegum Crisis 2032 is copyrighted and owned By Artmic Inc. and Youmex ltd. and used without their permission, I do not make any money out of this and just did it for the fun of it.
ADP OVA is copyrighted and owned by Artmic Inc and Manga Video Entertainment I think….
Bubblegum Crash is copyrighted and owned by Manga Video entertainment.
Bubblegum Crisis 2040 is copyrighted and owned A.I.C by & ADV Films US & UK, Madman Entertainment Australia.
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Each show is owned by their respected owner, this fan fiction is for entertainment purpose only, no money is too be made from this story. This story cannot be copied with out the author written permission. That all be all…
Thanks go out to the following people,
Suzuki Toshimichi, who created the original story that is known as Bubblegum Crisis, which that this is all based on; with out this guy we wouldn't be here right now…
Kenichi Sonda, the guy who designed those whacked out suits better known as Hardsuits and gave it to us twice both in the OVA episodes and the 2040 shows,
Artmic, JVC & AIC with out these guys as well, there would be no world that we know as Mega Tokyo.
Sky Knight or Bert Van Vliet as he is really known as, who I would say is the best SI author I seen out there in the WWW; if there was an award for BGC FF he would have my vote. It was his work that made me want to have a go, so you know who to blame. He he he…
This one is important; I would like to thank Craig Reed Jr or Shadow Knight, for his Kind permission to use his ideas of the Guardians of the universe and the defenders known only as Avatar who protect their assigned universe from the forces of the dark side, because with out this there would be no story for me to work on.
Also like to thank Sky Sabre, who ever he really is, with out him and his crazy plot suggestions there wouldn't be a re-write here. His input and proof-reading has been of great help and look forward to his re-view of this story.
The web site because with out them, I wouldn't be able to post my stories anywhere.
That about it…. Wow long list.
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Based on the Work of Craig Reed
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Bubblegum Crisis Fan-fiction
Bubblegum Advocatus Custodes – Hell's Fury
By
Jonathan Robert 'Hawkeye' Howard
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'"If all the world's a stage and all the people players, who in bloody hell hired the director?" – Charles L Grant'
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Prologue
Location = Red Dragon Gym, London, England.
Date = 22nd February 2004
Time = 16:43
TimeLine = PX-21-OR3-12A
Wham was the sound when the body of Robert 'Hawkeye' Howard hit the mat on the floor of the Red Dragon Gym.
"That a wrap ladies. I'd like to thank my friend here and I hope to see you ladies next week," came a deep Russian accent from the man whose moves put Robert down onto the mat. After several seconds of silence in which the female students of the martial art self defence club filed out of the large gym training room Robert was still lying on his back on the ground. The Russian instructor walked over and looked at him.
"Give me a minute Dimitry." Robert moaned as he was still seeing stars.
"If I let you stay there Robert, you will be trampled on by the stampede from the weight watching club." His friend chuckled, Robert eye's flashed open upon reflecting on this. With a swift movement Robert was on his feet.
"Oh god, now that's a scary thought," Robert muttered.
"You're telling me? The ground shakes every time. Come on let's hit the shower. Man, you worked up quite a sweat." The Russian rumbled on.
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Slam was the sound as the locker door was thrown open.
"There is nothing like a shower after a good workout." Dimitry said as he dried off his hair with a towel.
"Good workout? Man, my muscles feel like they've gone through a wringer." Robert showed off his bruised arms.
"Come on, you were one of the best in unarmed combat back at the squadron, what happened to you?" Dimitry scoffed.
"Come on, Dimitry, that was 4 years ago." Robert finished towelling off and grabbed a clean t-shirt from inside the locker. "I really haven't practiced in years."
"Well, it's good having you here. I didn't know what I would do if you hadn't agreed to help." Dimitry rumbled his deep-voiced gratitude.
"So what happened, man?" Robert asked as he pulled the t-shirt over his head.
"Flu by the look of things. It seems everyone working here came down with it." The Russian growled while throwing his damp towel at the bin by the wall.
"Well, least it pays." Robert sighed, pulling out his jeans and slipping them on.
"Any luck with your job hunting?" Dimitry asked pulling out one of his tops from his locker.
"Nope. What's with this world? I study for two years to get my qualifications and no one wants to hire an out of college photography student." Robert vented his frustrated on the locker next to his with a large Thump and a dent.
"Come on, it can't be that bad."
"You have no idea. I am considering just taking a year out, if my application for the Metropolitan police force doesn't go through" Robert sighed as sat down on the locker room bench and pulled on his socks.
"You in the police force? God help us." Dimitry laughed.
"Not funny man" Robert grinned as he leaned forward and pulled his trainers out of his locker.
"Ok man," Dimitry answered back, after Robert finished tying his shoe laces he grabbed his rucksack from inside the locker.
"I see you outside," he said after swinging the bag over his shoulder.
"Be with you in a minute." Dimitry answered, and with that Robert walked out of the changing room into the hallway. While walking down the hallway something started to bug Robert. Something strange was going on, but he couldn't place it so he made his way towards the small café area at the front of the building. After digging some change out of his pocket, Robert selected a coke from the vending machine. Then he went and dumped himself on a chair while he waited for Dimitry to finish up.
He was taking a sip of his Coke when this odd looking gentleman walked into the building, Robert was giving him the once over. It was strange the guy's white suit reminded him of something, but he couldn't remember for the love of god what it was.
But then surprisingly the gentleman walked up to Robert and pulled the chair out from the other side of the table Robert was sitting at and sat down.
"Can I help you?" Robert asked with an emotionless tone, he hated the fact that this man just sat down at his table with out asking.
"Yes" the man said reassuringly,
"And you are?" Robert asked him again, before he took a sip of his Coke.
"My name is Nemo. I believe you are aware of my superior, he goes by the name Ishmael White" The being now known as Nemo said quite jovially. The can of Coke almost slipped out of Robert hand as he heard the last name, then he remembered why it was so familiar.
"You're a Guardian of the Dimensions and like that?" was all that Robert said after hearing the name of 'Ishmael'. But that brought a smile to the other man's face
"I see you have been reading certain fan fictions," the being dressed up as a business man said. "Interesting how the reflections cast ripple outward, don't you think? Oh, but then you are not quite up to speed on quantum physics and temporal mechanics. My apologies"
"Ok, what can I do for you then?" Robert was desperately trying not to pee in his pants in front of the Guardian.
"Putting it bluntly, I'm looking for someone to protect some ladies" Nemo summed up quite calmly.
"You're after a...an Avatar?" It wasn't much of a leap. This was a being that could walk between dimensions with the same ease most people walk down the street. "I'm guessing it's to be the Knight Sabres, right?"
"Correct. Nemo casually poked a hole in reality and pulled out a box of chocolates. Taking one, he asked, "Are you interested?"
"When do I start?" Robert replied confidently and grinning, his hear beating faster then humming birds
"Right now." Nemo smiled as the room started fading white.
"Hey! You're not going to dump me in front of Sylia's car like Ishmael did to Craig?" Robert flailed about with his arms, trying to gain a grip on reality as the gym faded out like a scene change in a bad movie.
"No, I wouldn't do anything like that." Nemo replied with another smile.
'I don't trust this guy' Robert thought as he saw Nemo smile. In a moment he was going to be proven right, but first he because nauseous.
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To be continued
Hope your ready for the next chapter, five to one you won't guess what written there, Big Surprised for you all. Also like to thanks Sky Saber again with his reading and editing of this story in it original state, I've copied and paste as much as I can to save time and effort. The next chapter is an original piece of work, so enjoy.
'Knight Hawk'