Author's Note: Here we go, we're getting into another arc of this tremendously too large novel sized fanfiction. The sad thing is this was supposed to be a Halloween fic. Now look at the monster I've created! It makes me want to cry! And, more introductions. Waa.
Mix and Match
"Well, here we go again." Cye muttered, far from bright and cheerful despite the pastel rays of early morning. Tatsumi glared at him for daring to speak and interrupt the older man's brooding. He had been the first one up, but was kept from tormenting the Warlords by their haggard appearance. Apparently Dais was not a morning person, and it seemed Tatsumi was smart enough not to trifle with him, so baldy had to take out his aggressions on someone. Torrent ignored the bodyguard.
"Do we get any more information on these mysterious allies, or what?" Ryo asked while people were still stumbling out of the palace to gather on the lawn.
"No, I think I'll just let you meet them. Then you'll know for yourselves. They know no more about you than you of them, if it makes you feel any better." The one-eyed Warlord assured.
"It doesn't, thanks." Ikki growled. Shun looked rather like a deer in the headlights, glancing quickly from his brother to Dais, preparing himself for the eventuality of his intervention.
"You said they were like us, what exactly did you mean by that?" Shiryu wondered aloud, changing the subject while sending Andromeda a quick smile.
"They are like you the way you are like each other. Also, they too have had someone who they serve abducted by the same force that now holds Miss Kido." Dais explained. "Their princess, no less. In many ways they are her Knights, but I this will be easier to understand once you've all met."
"So let's meet them all ready, I'm tired of waiting around doing nothing!" Seiya whined as Kento cracked his fist behind the Knight leader.
"Now you're talking! Sounds like a plan to me!" Hardrock cheered.
"It would." Hyoga muttered, rubbing his eyes. Rowen gave the somewhat cranky blond a sympathetic glance before yawning at what he considered to be an ungodly hour, since it was well before noon.
"For once I agree with Hardrock. We should go." Sekhmet hissed at Dais, unusually ill at ease.
"For once I'd say you were worried about someone not directly related to your own well being. If I didn't know any better, I'd say this snake is finally shedding that tough outer skin." Cale chuckled quietly to his companion.
"Shall we depart, then? It seems we're all here." Anubis smiled as a rather fatigued Kayura joined the assemblage, completing their numbers. Dais didn't bother to wait for an answer, powering up to make a portal. Kayura quickly joined her power to his, as did Sekhmet and Cale, Anubis adding his strength last. And, before they knew it, the fifteen people were. . . elsewhere.
"This is where we're going to meet these friends of yours?" Sage questioned Dais doubtfully, gazing at the tower before them. It looked cutting edge, but ancient in design, and something about it had Halo really uneasy.
"First, they aren't my friends, but I certainly hope they'll be yours soon, secondly, yes and no. It is here that the Gundam pilots are, and it is here that you will find your goddess. Aside from that, it is up to you." The Illusion Warlord replied curtly.
"We must go work on the barrier, and Tatsumi and Mia will be coming with us. They will stay with allies from this dimension not part of the five man rescue team." Anubis replied, oddly sure of how things worked here.
"Dais told you stuff he forgot to mention to us, didn't he?" Kento asked, peeved.
"No, Dais told them stuff he chose not to mention to you. Good day." The white-haired Warlord replied as seven people disappeared entirely from the group, well before the so-named bystanders could object.
"I hate it when he does that." Shun muttered, shivering a little. A chill breeze had come through, but it was more for the emotions he was sensing in his friends.
"Which part?" Strata wondered bitterly.
"All of the above." Andromeda replied in a less than cheerful tone.
"Well, I guess there's nothing else for it but to go in." Ikki cut the banter grimly, taking a determined step towards the building.
"Everybody, on your guard. We don't know what we'll find in there." Ryo warned, parroting the thoughts of his friends without thinking. "Sorry, force of habit." He blushed a little as looks and thoughts made themselves, and the Ronin leader's blunder, clear.
Once through the door, before anyone could really get their bearings in the dark, the boys realized they had been split up.
"Well, well, well. The little warriors have finally come to claim their damsel in distress. Soon this dimension, and you're goddess will be mine. Just a little longer. But, in the meantime, I've decided to give you a sporting chance, though, little darlings. You'll find one member from the each team nearby, don't even think about trying to hook up with the others, and you must reach me before Miss Relena, the lovely former Queen of this world, dies. Her energy is so sweet, and it does wonders for controlling you're temperamental princess. As the saying goes, she can be a royal pain in the neck! Work your way to the center of the building and there I'll be, waiting for you. Good luck and good riddance, you'll never make it past the security system here without your, what's that word, mecha? But, I'd hate for you to lose without getting a decent shot at me."
Her laughter echoed in their ears, making many clutch their heads in pain. Coupled with the harsh reverberations was the searing light that now flared through every room in the building. When the boys were at last able to see, they were in for quite a shock.
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"Who are you and what do you want?" A brunette demanded of Rowen and Ikki. The new boy was dressed all in black, except for a red shirt beneath his jacket, and wore a gold cross. His hair was pulled back into a braid about a yard long. But the most important aspect of his appearance, at least as far as Rowen was concerned, was the handgun the boy had pointed at them.
"Woah, woah, I doubt we're enemies. How about you put that away, we're unarmed!" Rowen pleaded, more worried about what would happen to the stranger if he chose to open fire than the fate of himself and his new friend. "My name's Rowen, and this is Ikki. You're here to save your princess, right? Well, so are we, kinda." He finished lamely, lowering his hands as the young man finally seemed to be lowering his gun.
"So, you're here for miss Relena?" The newcomer asked suspiciously, narrowing his eyes at them.
"No. We're here for miss Sienna. It just so happens saving the one saves the other." Ikki growled, rolling his eyes at the boy and his gun. Phoenix moved to push past him, catching him off guard at first, then causing him to fire his weapon. Nearly point blank at Ikki's face!
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Cye struggled to his feet, swaying a bit. The ground had just seemed to give way, and he found himself here before he could think. 'Wherever "here" was.' He mused, berating himself for thinking of so oft used a line.
"You all right?" Hyoga asked softly, eyeing a particular patch of shadows in front of them both with far too much interest to be a good thing, Torrent decided.
"So, you are a member of this new team we're supposed to meet?" The water Ronin called without looking, taking in instead the dank, stone hall around them.
"That depends, are you the ones sent by Dais?" The voice was a soothing tenor. It's owner stepped from the shadows, wearing a blue shirt beneath what appeared to be a black uniform. He held a gun, but not as if he would necessarily use it. It stayed innocently by his side. His eyes had an edge to them, proving they had seen many hardships, but they were not altogether unfriendly. Merely businesslike. But Cye thought he could see great pain behind them, even in the half light.
"If you didn't know that already, we wouldn't be talking right now, I think. You would have either attacked us or been long gone." Swan interjected rather severely, receiving a smile from the stranger.
"You know me pretty well for guys I haven't even met yet. Most people who call me anything call me Trowa. Trowa Barton." The newly introduced Gundam pilot bowed slightly before turning. "I think it would be in all of our best interests to start moving now." He stated, green eyes narrowing at a distant rumble.
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Shiryu stood up stiffly. His surroundings were much darker than the last room he had been in, and it took his eyes a moment to adjust. Yet he still knew immediately he was not alone.
"Sage? Are you hurt?" Dragon asked softly, helping his blond friend to gain a more vertical.
"I'm just a bit winded. Tell me, do you intend to use that gun or is it permanently attached to your hand that you haven't put it away?" The light Ronin asked, not bothering to look behind him and face the young man he was speaking to, having noticed said man out of the corner of his violet eyes.
"I think it best to be prepared for the worst when in new situations. I take it you are our new allies?" The voice was high and somewhat sweet, but there was a command in it, as well. Knight and Ronin shared a glance in the half light, both recognizing they were in the presence of a leader.
"I would certainly hope so. I think we already have enough enemies. My name is Shiryu, and my friend is Sage." Dragon explained, turning towards the new blond boy behind him. Sage soon followed suit.
"I am Quatre Raberba Winner." The pilot nodded, replacing his gun in his belt. He wore all black save for a tan shirt beneath an outer coat.
"Well, Quatre, perhaps it would be wise if we started moving now." Halo suggested, moving in front of the pilot with lightning like speed. Winner's blue eyes grew wide as he noticed for the first time what it was he was being protected from.
"I take it those aren't friends of yours." Shiryu muttered, taking in Sandrock's pilot's reaction while staring behind the boy through the darkness.
"No. And strangely, I'm hoping they're not with you." The Arab answered shakily, but already on his feet and past the Knight. "Follow me." He explained, the other two finally able to run now that they didn't have to worry about Quatre. He may be called a warrior, but they couldn't be sure how much that meant until they knew what he could do.
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A young man with slicked back hair and a small pony tail was eyeing Shun with a less than pleasant expression. He was dressed all in black except for a white shirt beneath his suit coat. And, perhaps most importantly, he wore a sword in his belt and held a gun in his hand.
"So, you are the weaklings Dais spoke of?" He spat the name as if it left a foul taste in his mouth.
"Watch who you're calling weak, I'm Kento, the Ronin of Strength!" Hardrock called, looking ready to pounce the guy. It was all poor Andromeda could do to keep the two separated. The earth Ronin wasn't easily intimidated, even when his opponent was armed and all he had were his bare hands.
"We can handle this ourselves." The boy called again, seeming to enjoy enraging Kento.
"That isn't why we're here." The knight sounded both desperate and exasperated. "Someone we were supposed to protect was also taken. We are here to do our duty by her. I think it would be beneficial for all of us to get along!" He finally finished, his yells echoing down the metal hall ominously. Once the reverberations faded into silence, the would-be combatants followed suit, listening to a growing noise that was far less pleasant, not unlike nails on a chalk board. Or metal on metal.
"So, the security system is operating again. That could complicate things." The boy growled. "Don't get in my way!" He snapped before leaping towards them, drawing his sword.
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Seiya looked around at his new surroundings somewhat dazedly, his gaze finally arrested by a young man, older than himself, holding a gun. The armed boy had messy brown hair, cold cobalt eyes, and wore a faded black suit with a moss green shirt beneath the jacket.
"So, you're the guys Dais said he'd send?" His voice was deep and even, startling the Knight with it's harsh tone.
"Yeah, I guess you could say that." Another somewhat gravely voice answered, though this one was warmer and more familiar.
"Ryo!" Seiya turned, noticing his friend for the first time. The black-haired Ronin gave a tense smile, but didn't let his eyes leave those of the guy with the gun.
"Hmph. We don't need you, but I'm guessing you can't get back without him." Said guy snarled conversationally.
"No, not really." Seiya agreed. "And we wouldn't go, even if we could. Not without Sienna." The Knight finished vehemently, bringing his left fist down hard into his right for emphasis.
"Understood. Follow me." The young man nodded briefly, then turned on his heel and strode out of the room. "I am called Heero Yuy." He continued, the chill not leaving his voice.
"Ryo Sanada, and this is Seiya." Wildfire offered, nodding, then catching himself when he realized Heero's back was turned. Knight and Ronin shared a look, Seiya shrugged his shoulders, and off they went. It wasn't long before the ground began to shake, however.
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Well, that wasn't so bad for being written in two nights. If I missed anything,or if there are any other problems, you know the drill,feel free to yell at me, I'll see what I can do to fix them. Thanks!