This is not a Mary Sue story, far from it, as a matter of fact. Disclaimer: I don't own any of the G Gundam Universe. I'm not making money off of this. Meghan & relatives are the property of Dahalochick. Marissa & others are mine. Please review. I would really appreciate it. I enjoy other people's opinions & suggestions.

Wild Cards - Mena Madvin w/dahalochick

Part I

The head of the unfortunate fighter exploded, flying and falling a distance from the rest of the gundam. Its fighter crawled out, completely in shock. How was I beaten...
His opponent stepped out of the cockpit of the other gundam. Her hair shown in the sunlight and the MTSuit accented her dancer/fighter body.
...by a GIRL!?
The hand of the young lady's gundam came to the cockpit. She hopped down and rode the hand to the ground. After stepping off, she walked toward him, extending a hand. "That was a great fight. Hope too see you next tournament."
The young man glared at her but grudgingly shook her hand. "You can count on it, NEO-Argentina."
The female fighter smiled. "It's Marissa."
He nodded and walked away. He jumped in a corelander and sped away.
Marissa turned to face her gundam. Glittering Gundam had a few scratches, dents, and burn marks, but nothing her mechanic couldn't handle. Marissa Rosaro stood tall and proud. Her pink/glittery hair shimmered in the sun. Alejandro Rosaro came walking up next to his sister. "She'll be fixed in not time." He turned and grinned at her.
Marissa smiled back and started walking off. "I have complete faith in you, Alex. I'm gonna go see who I'll fight next." She waved behind her as she walked in to the transport.
Alex just smiled back at her and grabbed his tools.

FLASHBACK
"That's it, Alex. That's perfect. You're a natural." Antonio patted his son's shoulder as they worked on the inner mechanics of a complex gundam cockpit.
In the back, a little girl punched and kicked a bunching bag. It was obvious that she was using great force.
Antonio smiled at his daughter, amazed at her skill and ambition. She doesn't care what anyone else thinks, he thought. She'll be one of the best. His eyes shown with pride.

END FLASHBACK
In just a few short hours, the NEO-Argentinean gundam was glittering once again, looking as good as new.

Meghan McKasty stood in her gundam over her opponent. Her face showed no emotion. After a moment, she pulled her whip, severing the head from the rest of the gundam.
The other fighter emerged from the cockpit. He took one look at it and shook his head and walked over to her to offer his hand. "Awesome fight, mate. Hope to fight ya again next tournament."
Meghan looked him in the eye and walked away, getting into her corelander. Her opponent blinked, shrugged, and went about recovering his gundam.
Meghan met up with her mechanic, who was getting ready to head out in the search of a new "victim." Shane O'Reilly grinned evilly at her. "Done already?"
The NEO-Irish girl glared at him. "Yes, now go get my gundam." She began to move away.
Shane grabbed her arm and pulled her close. "Aw, come on, sweetheart. Don't be so cold." His face was right in hers. "I can warm you up, if you like. And we can celebrate at the same time."
Meghan pushed him away in the disgust. She had to fight the urge to spit in his face. "Keep your hands off of me! How many times do I have to tell you no?!" She pushed him so hard he fell to the floor. With a swoosh of her hair, Meghan walked out of the room to head off the transport.
Shane got himself back to his feet, dusting his clothes clean. "Bitch," he muttered under his breath.

FLASHBACK
"Damn it, McKasty!!" The trainer screamed at the young girl. "Punch harder, you weakling!"
The 13 year old swung again at the punching bag. Sweat flowed down her face like rivers.
General Taggart stood not too far away with some of his associates. "Put her through harder training tomorrow. She won't win a gundam fight that way."
Padrig and Deirdre McKasty stood in the shadows. Their eyes showed no hint of concern or sorrow. "Stupid girl."

END FLASHBACK

The streets of LA were not as busy as they normally would be. People were cautious of gundam fights. Still many storeowners opened, willing to risk for some business. Banners could be seen on every other building, cheering on the NEO-American fighter.
Marissa smiled after noticing one banner in particular. She shook her head and continued down the street. That's an amusing character if I ever saw. Unfortunately, the sensor in the transport did not detect the Gundam Maxter in NEO-America.
The young fighter looked from window to booth to the next window and so on, taking in the scenery. It's so much different here than back home. There were obvious signs of gundam battles. Buildings were in shambles, craters spotted the area along with blast burns and even a few gundam parts.
Children, carefree, played in the ruins, pretending to be gundam fighters, themselves. Marissa only laughed and continued on.

Meghan walked on. She had to get away from her mechanic. The trip to NEO-America had been almost unbearable. There had been hints of there being a gundam fighter in the area. Might as well look for him.
Meghan knew the fighter for this nation wasn't around even though banners, cheering him on, were everywhere. A fighter was near and she was going to fight him and beat him. She promised he would not make it to the final bout.
Venders of all kinds tried to sell Meghan their "wonderful" products as she past by. She didn't even give them a second glance.
Unfortunately, some one else did, bumping right into her. Meghan stumbled back a bit, while the bumper fell back. Meghan immediately got defensive. "Why don't ya watch where yer going?!"
Slowly, Marissa stood up and smiled. "Sorry. A lot of distractions." She dusted off her clothes, not really looking at Meghan, but registering the accent. Finally, Marissa looked Meghan in the eye. "You're not from around here, are you?"
Meghan started to walk away. "That's none of yer business. Besides, ya don't exactly fit in either," she nodded at her hair, hinting at not just Marissa's accent. With that said, Meghan walked on. As soon as she was out of sight, her communicator went off. "What now, Shane?"
The mechanic's annoying voice brought the machine to life. "I've identified the other fighter and where to send a challenge. Shall I?"
"Bout time! Send it immediately. We'll meet 'em outside of the city." Meghan turned the communicator off and quickened her pace, heading out of town.
Moments later, Marissa's communicator beeped. "What's up, Alex?"
Alex's cheery voice exploded out. "We've got a challenge, Ris. They'll be waiting outside the city to the east."
Marissa looked up for a moment, then glanced behind her. "I'll be there in a little bit. Meet you there. Adios." Marissa closed the communicator, shoved it in her pocket and turned around, jogging all in one step.

The Clover Gundam stood, Meghan standing on the extended hand, waiting. Meghan glared and shouted at Shane. "I thought ya said he accepted!"
Shane just stood there, looking annoyed. "His mechanic said they accepted."
At that point, a corelander came speeding toward them, a gundam following. When the corelander stopped, dust kicked up, clouds of it flying toward the NEO-Irish team.
Alex smiled as he hopped out of the corelander. The gundam landed mere feet from its mechanic. "Sorry, but she'll be here in a few minutes. She was walking around the city." He made some last minute adjustments on the gundam.
Shane raised his eyebrow. She?! Meghan's lips twitched as if to smile. Another lass. This should be interesting. She started flexing her arms, warming up.
Alex turned around to the sound of a speeder bike. The bike stopped next to the corelander. Meghan's eyes widened. Marissa stepped forward, smiling, recognizing her. "Hey! I'm Marissa Rosaro. Nice to meet ya! I'm glad to see another female fighter. It was getting boring just seeing guys." She turned to Alex. "No offense, brother dear."
Alex chuckled. "None taken." He got out his computer and got ready to monitor the gundam and his sister.
Marissa looked at Meghan and smiled. "And what's your name?"
Meghan raised an eyebrow. "When ya beat me, I'll tell." Meghan then turned and entered the gundam. Once the mobile trace system was activated, a screen popped up. She cringed at the face for a moment.
Marissa smiled through the view screen. "Well, there's a good reason to win. May the best chica win." Marissa saluted before turning off the screen.
Meghan sneered just as the screen disappeared, in time for Marissa to catch it. "Don't worry. I will."
Marissa smiled to herself. She turned on the speaker. "Gundam Fight, ready?"
Meghan charged for Marissa. "GO!!" Clover Gundam swung right at Glittering Gundam's head but Glittering Gundam blocked, grabbing Clover's fist. Marissa pushed Meghan back with the fist, then herself charged and swung.
For what could have been a few minutes or hours, the two fighters went back and forth, punch after kick after jump after tackle.
Meghan jumped back one last time. "I think it's time ta end this, even though I am enjoying this." Amazingly enough, unbeknownst to the others, she genuinely smiled.
Marissa chuckled, slightly out of breath. "Yeah, I'm havin' fun myself but it's time to finish."
Before Marissa could ready her best weapon, Clover Gundam pulled out a whip. "Nice knownin' ya, NEO-Argentina! CELTIC BLADE!!" The gundam's whip straightened into a sword-like position, pointing right at Glittering Gundam. Clover charged full speed, a battle cry echoing in and around both gundams. It glowed with every slice and miss.
Marissa tried to avoid and block the attack each swing but was still banged, slashed, and thrown. The MTSuit glowed and delivered a good amount of pain to Marissa. Damn! That was amazing! She grabbed the whip before Meghan could attack again. Marissa pulled her towards Glittering Gundam and then behind toward some large trees and what looked like a large building in ruins.
Marissa turned around and lifted Glittering Gundam's arms, compartments opening up. "Glitter Barrage!!!" Pieces of shiny metal flew out of the compartments, heading straight for Clover Gundam. As they got right on top of the opposing gundam, each one shimmered followed by tiny explosions. On their own, each would do very little damage but together they knocked Meghan off balance even more toward the trees and then to the ground.
Unfortunately some explosions made it to the trees and ruins. The trees and ruins swayed a bit, towering over Clover Gundam.
"McKasty!! Move!!" Shane screamed over the comm. As he saw the building move above her.
Everything started to come down on top of Meghan and her gundam. Meghan, at the last minute, looked up and saw it all falling. Her eyes widened, shocked more than scared. She lifted the gundam's arms to block. One huge, pointed piece of concrete/rock started down right on the cockpit. Meghan closed her eyes waiting for the hit.
A loud crash hit Meghan's ears but that was the only hit. Curious and puzzled, she opened her eyes and started when she saw Glittering Gundam standing over her. What is she doing?!
Marissa stumbled out of her cockpit, pulling Clover Gundam's cockpit open. She offered her hand, huffing and breathing hard. "Are you alright?"
Meghan was absolutely stunned. Why is she so worried? She unconsciously shook her head, taking the offered hand.
Marissa pulled her out, helping Meghan to the ground, just as the two mechanics arrived. "That was rough. Sorry about that. Didn't know those things were that strong."
Meghan looked around at all the rubble and her gundam. There were plenty of dents on Clover Gundam from being pelted by rocks and branches and concrete chunks. Off to the side was the large piece that should have pierced the cockpit. The position of her opponent's gundam and the rock were in hinted that she may have knocked it off its path.
Shane grabbed Meghan's arm, pulling her away from Marissa. "What was that? What took ya so long to react?"
Meghan pulled back. "I was thrown off guard. Relax!" She then glared at him. "I'm not gonna tell ya again: Don't. Touch. Me." With that, she walked back toward her gundam.
Alex rushed over to Marissa. "Are you alright?" He took hold of her shoulders, looking her over in concern.
Marissa smiled and nodded. "Don't worry, Alex. I'm fine. It's the gundams that don't look in too good a shape."
Both Glittering and Clover Gundams were dented, smashed, charred, slashed, and leaking. Alex sighed.
Meghan looked at Marissa curiously as she talked with her mechanic/brother. She's different from other fighters. But why does she care if I'm alright or not?
Marissa smiled at Meghan. "You sure you're okay? That was pretty rough."
Meghan nodded but didn't say a word, her face expressionless.
Marissa was tired and didn't want to stand around all day waiting for the other fighter to speak. "Well, see ya around." She placed her arm on Alex's shoulder and the two began to walk off.
Meghan's mind reeled. She stepped forward a bit. "Hey! The name's Meghan McKasty!!"
Marissa stopped, turned around and smiled. "Thanks." She nodded, following her brother.
Meghan was quite shocked with herself. She wasn't used to interacting with others, let alone being nice to them. But this individual was different not only from the people Meghan was used to dealing with, but those she was told about. Unfortunately, her thoughts were interrupted.
Shane steeped in Meghan's line of vision, face right in hers. "What the hell were you thinking?! First you lose the match, then you start being nice to the enemy?! You've lost your mind, McKasty!! Taggart's gonna flip!"
Meghan's only response was to turn around and walk away. Just as she reached the corelander, Shane grabbed her arm spinning her back to face his deadly glare. "I don't think so."