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Gundam Wing: New Heero

Chapter 2

The two Aires landed safely and successfully at the Terra Alliance base. The Terra Alliance Corps was a military group established by the Earth Sphere United Nation when OZ returned, a feeble effort of defense. They were fighting a losing battle, but weren't giving up any time soon.

The Aires walked into a run-down hangar, where several crews were scrambling around, doing some maintenance on other MS. Most of the Mobile Suits were rusting and poorly put together as a result of dwindling funds, but the Aires Jin and Stephen piloted were kept in top-condition, mostly because their pilots were good at keeping them out of trouble, but also because they were the best suits the Army had to offer their elite pilots.

Jin and Stephen hopped out of their cockpits as a man wearing a dirty outfit approached them. "Took a shot to the arm from a beam rifle," said Jin, pointing to his mobile suit. "Will it be okay to repair?"

"Okay?!" asked the mechanic in surprise. "That's easy work. I'm surprised you finally gave me something to do. Usually all your suits need are a refueling and rearming. I'll have it done in a jiffy."

"Great," said Stephen. He pulled on Jin's arm. "Now we eat Jin. Come on." He turned and ran right into a tall man in a military uniform: well decorated. Stephen quickly scrambled to his feet and saluted him, as did Jin.

"At ease gentlemen," said the light skinned man. He had a white-blonde beard and mustache. Ironically enough, his name was General Black, the commander of the base where they were. He was being escorted by a few sinister-looking men in black suits and glasses, like secret agents, and an old man. This old man was wearing a pink Hawaiian shirt and shorts, plus a pair of black shades. He had balding gray hair and a mustache.

"Good afternoon General," said Jin. "What's up?"

"I'd like to introduce you to Dr. Howard Canton," said Black. "As of immediately, you and your partner are being reassigned to a secret mission under command of Doctor Canton."

"Reassigned?" asked Stephen. "Where to?"

"It's a secret you moron," said Jin under his breath. Howard held out his hand to Jin.

"I must say it's wonderful to meet you Jin," he said. "I've heard a lot about your skills, as well as Stephen's here, and that's why I picked you for this...operation."

"Fine," said Jin. "When do we leave?"

"Pack your things now," said General Black. "You leave immediately on a jet."

"You mean after lunch, right?" asked Stephen. Everyone looked at him blankly, as though insulted by the question. "You see, I'm kind of' hungry and haven't eaten yet, and the cafeteria is serving my favorite today: Chicken Fingers..." Stephen received no response but more stares. "Right, I'll go pack my things now." The two boys saluted and left.

Less than an hour later, the two boys and Howard were sitting in a private jet, thousands of feet in the air. Stephen was spinning around rapidly in a rotating chair, as Jin watched and tried to not get sick. "Will you cut that out already?" asked Jin, finally losing his patience.

"I would," said Stephen, "but I'm afraid that if I stop I'll throw up." Howard walked through a sliding door into the room and took a seat next to the refrigerator.

"You two care for a drink?" he asked as he opened it and looked inside.

"Mountain Dew?" requested Stephen, finally stopping. He fell out of his chair immediately and had trouble getting back up.

"Make that two," said Jin. Howard tossed them each a can. "So what's this mission all about?" asked Jin. "Why all the secrecy?"

"It's necessary," said Howard. "We don't want OZ to know we are planning something."

"So can you tell us anything Doctor?" asked Stephen. "About the mission, I mean."

"I can tell you everything at this point, now that we're on the plane," said Howard. "First of all, do either of you two know who I am?"

"Doctor Howard Canton," answered Jin. "Famous scientist who worked on the creation of the first Mobile Suits and the Tallgeese. You also were responsible for the Peacemillion/Libra incident twenty years ago, saving Earth before my father had to do it again...and again. And you helped out my father a lot while he was a Gundam pilot...That's about all I know."

Howard had to blink a few times. "Err...yeah, that's about all I've done for a while. You obviously know your history, so I'll cut straight to the chase. The truth is, I've been working on a weapon to fight OZ, and I need five pilots for them."

"The Gundams," said Jin. "I can't say I'm too surprised." Stephen instantly spit out a mouthful of soda, coughing and hacking.

"Rebuilding...the Gudnams?!" he asked.

"Yes," said Howard. "I've only recently finished them, and they are in an underground facility. Once finished, I came for you Jin."

"Because I'm Heero's son, right?" asked Jin.

"That, and your pilot skills are matched by no one else in the Army," answered Howard. "Stephen wasn't part of the deal at first, but when I checked both your records and saw that Jin's wingman was almost as good as him, I thought it'd be wise to include him."

"Well thanks," said Stephen.

"Gundams huh?' asked Jin silently. "Piloting the Gundams..."

"Wouldn't that just scare the shit out of OZ?" asked Stephen. "How cool would that be?"

End Chapter Two