Gundam
Seed
Star
of Victory
Prologue- The Oncoming Champion
It was dead silence. The silence of space that was so eerie, yet so soothing to many. It was an endless realm of jet black that contained more than one's mind could ever hope to store inside the trenches of thought. Multitudes of stars hung within the void, burning bright with enormous flames a variety of colors and heat. Planets and moons moved together across the galaxy, all rotating on their axis's and revolving around the massive ball of fire that was the Sun, in the very center of space.
This was once the land that had been so mysterious at one point in time, like an un-explored territory that many thrill-seeking men and women wished to travel to the limits of. It was once almost completely uninhabited by any form of life, except for the one planet, where the humans dwelled; Earth.
But then as ages passed, and the intellect of the human-mind increased, the beings were able to create new technologies that allowed for expansion into the frontier that was the universe. Colonies and PLANTS, places large enough to be considered small countries were built, and they became home-worlds to many who chose to live in them; in the middle of the space.
Transportation and militaristic machines of amazing power were made likewise, new ships and aircrafts that matched higher Mach speed, could be equipped or regularly contained incredible new weaponry, even be able to soar through unknown or once dubbed 'impossible' conditions. New Class Airships and Battleships, ground vehicles and artillery, amazing robotic machines called Mobile Suits; enormous human-like weapons controlled by the one pilot inside them, with deadly, yet stunning arrays of armaments. And more importantly did their superiors come along to be crafted and made ordinary in the new world-
Mobile Armors.
Past two blazing stars flew one of the massive machines, moving through the depths of space at unbelievable speeds and not letting up whatsoever. A marvelous object, with a gorgeous color scheme of white, gold, and cobalt, separate parts and regions of the metallic body painted with these tones. Attached to its back, arms and sides were types of weapons common to these Mobile Armors, though the artillery of this particular machine overall unique to itself, and its pilot.
Inside the cockpit, a small, yet comfortable room in the middle of the entire Gundam, was a mere young man. He sat on the cushioned chair inside, arms crossed and legs on the control board as he leaned back and relaxed during the flight. He was a teen, with gleaming hair that was like a mixture of the deepest sepia and the darkest smoke, flowing down to his eyebrows, past his earlobes, and far down the back of his neck. His body was garbed by quite normal clothing; a red casual open-chest, long sleeve shirt, with a white undershirt beneath it, and baggy, pale-blue jeans. Across one wrist was a thin orange wristband, and hung about his neck was a pair of dog tags, dangling and swinging as his Gundam experienced a bit of a 'bumpy' ride during the flight.
He finally opened his eyes from his resting, revealing a pair of dazzling cerulean iris that added to his already good looks. They were blank with expression, but his eyebrows narrowed as he gazed at the screen before him that showed the mass of space that still lay ahead as his Gundam moved forward. The young man pondered something.
"Hm, maybe I should put my space-suit on…" he spoke aloud to himself. He thought over it for a moment, and only shrugged. "Meh, whatever happens- happens". His eyes peered down at the control board, catching sight of a small monitor that displayed a map and a course of where he was heading. The teen smirked. "Well look at that, I'm goin' straight at Earth". He leaned back into his chair once more, and put his hands behind his head. "Maybe I'll land somewhere cool this time, gimme somethin' to do".
The young teen, Xigo Shigora, closed his eyes and relaxed once more, as his glorious Valor Gundam continued soaring through the galaxy…
