Episode 2, Wake Up Call

Location: Mariea - Approximately a week since Uteiu Houji was captured. No set or plan of action has been set before the Federation's Council, so far...all is useless...

It seemed hours before Uteiu could realize where he was. Opening his eyes fully he could distinct the objects in the small aquainted room. A pitcher of fresh water and food was set out on a folding table near Uteiu's bedside. Getting up in a hastened fashion Uteiu reached up to grab his jacket, but stumbled back onto the floor kneeling in a weakened state. His room was lightly dimmed, but had a small circled window which overlooked earth. How he despised the earth. The natural resources that it provided for the Regulars, but then yet he yearned to be on the earth. To feel the soil beneath his feet. Not the artifical soil that mobile 319 offered.

How long had he been here? Considering that he hadn't had a decent shower in awhile he estimated about a week. This wasn't a laughing matter. He had been captured along with the Eva-Frey which at this point would be clearly impossible to make conatct with. It was obvious as that. Maybe there was someway to contact the Federation of Outlander Forces? Before even Uteiu could even think of a quick plan of action the metal doors to the cell slid open.

A tall military looking fellow casually strolled into the room acting as if he owned the place. Akio Usada followed in after him, a clipboard clutched to her chest as usual.

"I am Captian Gallon Griver -"

" - Is that supposed to mean something? You think I care for you high and mighty bull shit?" Uteiu asked loudly.

Shocked by his words Captain Gallon adjusted his cap with a gloved hand. "Such language will not be tolerated!" he said, and added, "Remember you are now property of the Earth Forces. Any offense that you say will likely be added into the account of the Outlander Forces defense."

Uteiu was about to get up until he felt that weakening state again. He also felt like something was lodged into the back of his neck. How odd was this, he thought to himself. It felt like a quick sharp pain went through the back area of his neck. Lifting up his hand behind his head, Uteiu touched the nape of his neck. He felt a small square shaped microchip located in the depths of his skin. His lilac eyes grew with angry, "What the hell is this for?" he asked in outrage.

The scretary of admissions stepped forward, "This is nothing to be concerned about. What you do need to worry about is your current status now. I suggest you take things not so lightly. Consider your situation. You have no control of the Eva-Frey and you have been stripped of all forms of weapons. I also suggest that you have to cooperate with us for what we commend for."

Shaking with anger, Uteiu turned his head away. His lilac eyes narrowing as he watched the stupid wall with it's stupid white paint not adding any detail towards his mind. Who the hell do these people think they are? Bossing him around like this. Especially since he was the top ranked pilot at his station. He couldn't stand this place. And where the hell were his comrades when he needed them?

Captain Gallon nodded, "Well I think that sums it up. Good day to you, pilot Uteiu Houiji." he said simply and strolled out of the room, with Akio trailing in behind him.

"Let me out!" he bellowed loudly into the silence of the room. "You jackasses can't leave me in here forever!"

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Outlander's Ship - Luniea 6:34 PM

A few hundred miles out, the Outlander Forces base stood out in the depths of space. It was a massive like structure with a docking port for the mobile suits that surrounded it. Inside the main port of the massive ship many men and woman were scurrying up and down the halls in a hurried fashion.

Mishi Yoyami's crystal blue eyes lowered, it had been one full week since the Eva-Frey was captured and the defenses for the Outlander Forces could not get any worse. She remembered what Uteiu had said about him not being needed to watched over or 'baby sat' as he so refeered it. It made her blood boil. It was her job to watch over the battlefield and warn when an enemy approached! Since when did it make sense for him to take control if only he had listened in the first place he

"Miss Mishi. Hello!" said an annoyed male voice, "What's wrong? You look like someone just - "

" - Someone just what?" asked Mishi, quite annoyed herself.

The pilot who had previously called out to Mishi shook his head. "Never mind. Forget it. You need to cool down." he said, and added, "Don't want the Captain to see you like this, do you?"

Mishi quickly shook her head.

"Well, exactly. Anyway," the young man got a serious face. "Hear any information on Houiji yet?" he asked.

Sighing, Mishi once more shook her head. Her crystal blue eyes looked up at the pilot. "No, Jeffery. I haven't." she said simply.

Jeffery Gannon sighed. His hazel eyes focused on Mishi, but then fixated onto the window which reflected the outline of his body. The pilot was tall, he had engaging hazel eyes with spiked black hair. His pilot suit had the colors of blue and silver that blended in well with the mixture of his eyes. Running a gloved hand through his spikey hair, he sighed once more and turned on his heel. Before he could continue walking, he bumped into someone. "HEY!" he yelled, "Watch it!". Ramming his head accidently with another, Jeffery rubbed his head from the pain which now throbbed in his head.

"You gotta watch where your going." said a deep male voice.

Jeffery looked up and he frowned ever so lightly. "Hey, Lengent. What's up?"

Lengent Andzesh looked down at Jeffery, he smirked. Lengent was tall like Jeffery, although he had one slight problem. He was the girl-go-getter type and Jeffery was the more-in-your-face-kind-of-type. The pilot known as Lengent lightly smiled at Jeffery his features emitting a soft look about them. "So, what's up?

Shrugging, Jeffery looked to his right as he sighed gently, "I'm ... worried about ... you know."

Placing a gloved hand onto Jeffery's shoulder, Lengent made a reassuring grip. His eyes reflected off a deep brown eye color, his blonde shaggy hair covering over his eyes as he lowered his head to his chest. "I know how you feel, Jeff. If only we'd been at Uteiu's side, we could've done something about it, but now we've got to leave this in the hands of the Federation of Outlanders." he said, and added, "The only thing we can do now is wait for the council to decide."

Jeffery pounded his fist onto the glass which he stood in front of, "Who gives a fuck what the council thinks! ... I want to see Uteiu, again!" he said through grinding teeth.

Lengent's grip on Jeffery's shoulder tightened, "Just calm yourself down. If things get any worse than they already are. I guarente you will be bring the full force of the mobile gears and we won't back down no matter what the council thinks. Come on, we should get down to the meeting."

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Outlander's Headquaters - The Grand Council 7:00

Many voices sounded through an inner circle that surrounded four pilots. Three of the pilots were recognizable, Jeffery, Lengent, and Mishi all stood with calm expressions, but one of the four looked up with nervous light brown eyes. Her expression was vague, but her eyes expressed an emotion more than fear. She had naturally curly hair with an oval face that still had a dull, but vague expression. She stood medium in height, her suit was the color of white, purple streaks came down the sides of her suit, but etched into her left cheek a lime green thin streak came down her oval face.

The council room was massive, it was dome shaped with a circle like table surrounding each of the four pilots. Ten men and women in the required suits of the Outlander Forces all were sat down around the circular like table. Each one of the pilots stood in a straight line as they looked up to the council.

The voices quieted as each of the pilots stepped forward, "Grand council, we await your decision," announced Lengent, his face giving off the calm expression from before. Even though it felt like his insides were about to rip haovic upon anyone that stepped forward.

A tall man stepped forward, his eyes were a piercing cold dull blue as he looked upon the four pilots. "The council has decided on the matters of pilot Uteiu Houiji," he said in a quiet voice. The suspesion in the group of four pilots which stood in front of the council, heightened.

They had to see Uteiu once more, they just couldn't give up on him. Even if the four of them had to go against the council's wishes, even if it meant everything that would go against them at all odds. "On this account, we have decided to make contact with the Earth Forces and try to renogociate with them to get pilot Uteiu Houji and the Eva-Frey back. If they fail to renogociate with us we will take them by full force."

Mishi stepped forward, "If that is your decision, Grand council, but surely if we the four of us go out on the battlefield to retreive Uteiu we - "

" - It's too risky," a male voice said.

Jeffery's fists clenched at his sides, "Then what the hell are we supposed to do?"

"Watch that tone, young man. You may be a pilot for the Outlander Forces, but you will not forget simple deceancy upon the Grand council." said one from above.

"Even if all of you go, it is a suicide mission!" chirped a female voice.

Lengent pressed a hand to Jeffery's chest as it looked about he would explode from so much suspension. "But Grand council - The Eva-Frey is just a piece of machinary, surely it's not all worth that much." Lengent said calmly.

The man which now had cold dull blue eyes looked upon the four pilots again, "You are forgetting that the Eva-Frey is a high techinal machine used in the art of war. Nothing more of it is to come of use to you. Nothing more shall be said."

"You four may go now." said a female voice in the right direction of the room. The four pilots did as they were told and walked down a catwalk which led to a metal door. They all walked out with calm, but now disatifactioned faces. Each of them were itching for the battle field, they couldn't just leave Uteiu all alone like that.

Now making sure that the four pilots were out of the room, a holographic screen appeared before the concil of ten men and women, a husky male voice spoke, "Good work. At least they will not make any rash moves now. We need to get hold of the Federation of Earth Forces. We cannot let them run about like this especially now since they have the Eva-Frey within their grasp. They could be indestructable, but it is our duty, not theirs, to find out the full potentail of the Eva-Frey."

The man continued to speak, "I suggest we make negociations with the Earth council now about the Eva-Frey. We have the Outlander pilots off our tails for now, but we can make use of Uteiu Houiji."

A woman took a step forward, her specticles gleaming in the light. "I say we make a trade...Uteiu Houiji's life for the Evanesce Freya..." a gentle smirk crossed the woman's sultry lips.

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Cargo area, 7:10

In the cargo area, the four pilots were pacing down the hall in a hurried motion, "We can't just let the Grand council do this! I don't care anymore. They've decided everything for us. This is a mission we have to go in alone on. For Uteiu's sake and our own." said Lengent, his eyes wide and filled with anger.

Mishi's hand drug along the girl who contained a vague expression upon her face, "I want to see Uteiu," the girl said suddenly.

The girl holding Aplil's hand came to an abrupt halt as she faced the girl, Lengent and Jeffery were still far ahead, but stepped dead in their tracks when they heard the girl's voice, "Aplil, you talked ... " said Mishi gently.

Aplil Shigamori solemnly nodded. Aplil was the not the type to talk as much, her gestures and actions were the only far thing you were going to get communicating with her. She made a small gesture of her hand as her face remained emotionless, she always had a look of quietness about her, the kind of quiet that didn't make much of a sound when she spoke. Aplil spoke once more, "I want to see Uteiu. Where is Uteiu?" she asked timidly.

Lengent and Jeffery stopped to face Aplil, "We're going to go get him, Aplil, and we won't backdown without a fight. No matter what the council thinks." said Jeffery, his hazel eyes reflecting off a hint of willingness.

The four pilots hurriedly made their way into the spacesport, but it seemed that few or so secruity guards took a step to halt them off. An echoing of footsteps were heard as the leader of the council watched the four rookie pilots. "Where..." he asked in a rather soft voice. "Do you think you're going?" the sounds of guns were clicking as they were all pointed towards the four rookie pilots.

Scuffing some, Mishi gently pushed Aplil to the back of her, her eyes looking savagely at the council member. "We're tired of taking orders from the council! When the only thing we do is sit back and do nothing! Who kno - "

" - Watch your tongue, Yayami...I had expected more from you! How dare you go against the authority of the council!" his voice was vicious. It was a deepened, yet a rich male voice that reigned through the once battlefield of arguements. "Yoyami and I will follow orders and wait for the appointed plans, as for the rookie pilots, return to your training."

Lengent gaped at the words of the current full fledged pilot who stood infront of them. The pilot was tall and obviously of male nature, his complextion was soft, almost angelic, thick brown shaggy hair covered over his eyes sharpened green eyes giving him a rough look.

"You all should know that I take the commanding position of Uteiu Houiji for the time being. You all will follow my word until we've recovered our pilot."

Mishi looked tentatively at the one who had made their entrance, "Llyold!" her voice echoed into the empty hallway. "Who the hell gave you the right to do that!" anger once more resuming its position of Mishi's clenched knuckles.

Llyold Mirthis cocked an elegant eyebrow. "Would you rather it be the other way around? Have him shoot you because you were out of line?"

Jeffery took a step forward, his eyes focusing in on Llyold. "We don't need some snobby rich boy saving our asses, especially since your father is head of the council!"

"Oh, really now? If it weren't for me, your sad little rear ends would be nothing!" he yelled, his eyes shooting a death glare at the four standing pilots.

Shaking her head slowly, Mishi looked to the ground, her eyelids lowered. " ... I hate the fact that we cannot do nothing until orders are carried out to save Uteiu." Without even realizing it, a buzzing sound reached within the ears of Mishi, she abruptly looked up. "Is it...the enemy?" she asked quietly, looking to Llyold in a concerned fashion. "This isn't a drill. I know it isn't."

A huge explosion errupted near the crew of five pilots, their eyes looking around widely, wondering why there was a buzzard but not one voice came from the innercom. "Argh!" Aplil squealed, being knocked into Llyold, he caught her in mid air before she could fall to the ground.

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