I don't own Gundam Wing. Sorry. I got nothing witty to say today.
After Eve Gundam Wing: New Heero
Chapter Eleven
A small, black, lightly armored Mobile Suit flew at an altitude of thirty thousand feet at high speed over the ocean. Its pilot inside was wearing a heavy space suit and helmet because of low oxygen levels at that altitude in the atmosphere.
"This is pilot Black Knight, come in home base. Do you copy?" she asked into the radio. After several seconds, a reply came.
"Good day Black Knight, we read you loud and clear. What's your status?"
"I'm leaving the mission area now and am cruising over the ocean."
"Was the mission a success?"
"Yes sir," replied the pilot. "The pictures were taken and I don't believe I was detected. I owe it all to this Mobile Suit here."
"Good work Black Knight. We'll be waiting for you at the base. Maintain radio silence until landing."
Just as the radio transmission ended, alarms started flashing and buzzing and beeping around the cockpit. The pilot glanced at the radar display to see three objects in tight formation bearing in on the Mobile Suit.
"What the hell...Missiles!" The pilot clicked several keys. "Missiles, dammit! Homing missiles too! Home base, this is Black Knight sending an emergency transmission." The pilot spoke frantically as he turned sharply. "My Mobile Suit was somehow tracked and homed in on by Surface to Air missiles of some sort. They are bearing in quickly on me."
"But you're nearly two thousand miles away from their base," said the radio. "Could it be from other MS in the area? There aren't any missiles with that kind of range."
"Negative! They are SAMs. They're here!" The missiles were immediately upon the black Mobile Suit, and they turned toward it. "I can't avoid them at their speed!" The missiles exploded in the air near the Mobile Suit before they hit it, each releasing a wide shock wave that tore apart the Mobile Suit, limb from limb. The MS spun out of control.
"This is Black Knight!" he shouted. "I've been hit and am losing altitude! I'm punching out now! Sending coordinates of missile contact!" The cockpit hatch burst open, and the pilot jumped out of the burning mass of metal, which fell down and down and down below.
"My altitude's about five thousand feet now," said the pilot as he messed around with his helmet. "I should be able to breathe okay at this point." The pilot removed the helmet and reveled that he was not in fact a he, but a she. She let her long, braided, red hair fall behind her as she peacefully descended to Earth.
"Great. I'm gonna land it the ocean...And it looks like I'm at least a mile out from shore," she said. "Plus I lost my Mobile Suit. The General's gonna be pissed...What the hell were those missiles anyway?"
It had been almost two weeks since Jin and Stephen came to work on the Gundam Project. They had spent their time honing their skills for hours each day in the simulator in Howard's secret hangar, and with their free time, they had fun in the sun on the beach (Howard's back yard), or in the pool.
Jin and his friends were outside in the sand playing beach volleyball. Jin and Stephen were each on a team versus Anita and Kreed. It was apparent that Anita and Kreed had played this game together before, as they were very difficult to play against.
"Hey KIDS!" shouted Howard from his back porch. He was, not surprisingly, wearing his pink Hawaiian shirt again and the pair of large, black shades. "You guys want lunch!? I just prepared some sandwiches!"
They stopped their game, but not before Kreed jumped into the air and spiked the ball. In his temporary distraction, Stephen didn't notice the ball coming at him, until it landed squarely in his face and soared away towards the beach. The impact threw him onto his back in the sand. "Game Point!" shouted Kreed triumphantly. "Boo-Yah!"
"Jesus Kreed!" he said as he staggered to het up. "I think...you broke my nose." Stephen wriggled his nose like a rabbit.
"I highly doubt it," said Anita. "If he broke your nose, you'd be bleeding pretty bad from it, and you would be speaking incoherently."
"Whatever," said Stephen. "Let's go eat." They began to run off, but Jin turned to the ocean.
"You guys go on ahead," he said as he ran in the opposite direction. "I'm gonna get the ball." The three of them left Jin behind as he reached the ocean shore, where the ball was floating in a foot of water as the tide flowed around it.
He picked it up and spun it around in his fingers to shake the water off of it, and looked up at the horizon as the sun got low. A glimmer of light caught his eye, and he squinted hard to see what it was. It was about a hundred yard out in the water, floating up and down as the waves swept it around.
"Oh my god," he said to himself..."It's a body!"
End Chapter Eleven