I am so tired of doing this! Gundam is Bandai's! Gundam the Dark Era is mine! Now get away from me! I'm fucking pissed off!
Gundam:
The dark era:
Chapter 8:
Killing the star:
About a week or so later...
There had been no action for a while, and the members of the J.T.M.S. were getting bored. That's why they were happy when Taylor brought them the news that there was going to be a mission briefing very soon. Well...at least Fex was.
"YAY! We've got a mission!" Fex harped, enthusiastically. Kat and Howie looked at him with scorning eyes.
"He's so stupid sometimes." Kat commented to Howie.
In his room, general Albert lay in his bunk staring at his giant Nazi cross. He loved that thing. Then he picked up his Bible and read a few verses from it. He also loved his Bible. Some people said that was contradictory, but he couldn't see why.
The General came into his room. General Albert stood up and saluted him.
"Are you okay, sir?" He asked. The General rubbed his face like he was tired.
"General Albert... What would you say if I said that I was possessed by the Devil himself and that he was telling me to murder you and eat your organ's?"
"Well, I'd say two things. First, your sense of humor needs work and secondly you'd be blaspheming. Even though your nickname is 'Black Ghost'. You are a man of God, General Ashton." Albert picked up his Bible and went to stand next to his Nazi flag. " Saint Matthew, 6:24: 'No man can serve two masters: for either he will hate the one, and love the other; or else he will hold to the one, and despise the other. Ye cannot serve God and mammon.' So, who will it be, 'Black'? God or mammon?"
Albert looked up from his Bible. 'Black' had his .357 pointed right at him.
General Albert's blood soon covered his beloved Nazi flag.
Rapter slammed a picture down onto the battle plan map.
"As keeping with my responsibilities, I have been requested by general Treize to give you the following information. Meet general H. H. Ashton senior." He removed his hand from the picture. There on the picture was an immense, grey haired rebel general. Chris was unimpressed.
"So?"
"So? This man is of extreme interest to us! He's suspected to be a member of the 'Ghosts'."
Howie removed a cigarette from his mouth. "A 'Ghost'? That would be interesting."
"Exactly! He's one crazy bastard. He says he's possessed by a evil spirit and says that spirit drives him to do things like kill the generals that he doesn't agree with and eat their intestines."
"Fuck, that's gross."
"Don't worry, their's no solid proof that he actually does that. But he really does have a record of killing his own general's. He has a liking for the Blood Curlers, because he has always been about psychological warfare, and that's why he sometimes kills his own generals. He needs an excuse to balance out his council with generals that are mostly focused on psychological tactics. He's a very smart man. A spy of his would be harder to find than most. Here's the good news. If we get him, we win."
"You mean we win the war?" Fex asked.
"Yeah. But I wouldn't get careless if I were you. He could turn your win right back at ya', he's that smart." Rapter folded his arm's. "That's it. After today's battle, I want you guys to look for intelligence on him. See how smart this guy really is. Dismissed."
Howie visited Fex in his room later.
"Fex, you're going on today's mission, right?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Well, we're going in leos, which means yours is in. Have you seen it yet?"
"Nope. But I will. Have you seen it?"
"No."
"Then why this conversation?"
"I don't know."
"Aw, fuck it."
Howie just stood there, watching Fex clean his pistol. He was doing it really fast and carelessly.
"Why don't you take your time to clean your gun?"
"Because I don't have time."
"Time?" Howie scoffed. "Time, Fex? Time is useless. Waste it. Nothing good ever comes from conserving time. Thought! Now thought, don't waste thought. Thought is useful. Think things through, Fex."
"Okay. I'll try to listen to your advice."
Howie stalled again. Then, seemingly out of the blue, Howie mentioned "Kat was raped by one of our own generals.".
Fex stopped. He looked up at Howie. "How do you know that? You are a convicted serial rapist yourself. Why the fuck do you care?"
"Okay, first off, I know that because Kat told me."
"OH! Fuck, I don't believe that! Why the fuck would she tell you? I thought she fucking hated you!"
"She does..."
"THEN TELL ME WHY THE FUCK SHE'S TELLING YOU THIS SHIT!"
The front door to the quarters opened. Treize came in.
"Fex, come with me." And just like that, their conversation was over.
"What is it?" Fex asked Treize, saluting him.
"Come. I want to show you something."
"My leo? I know I got it in today."
"No, actually, you're not getting one."
"WHAT!"
"Don't feel disappointed, Fex. You're getting something better."
Huh? Better? Fex was confused.
Treize led fex to the mobile suit hanger.
Right before they entered the hanger, Treize stopped.
"Remember the wreckage you helped secure in the last mission?"
"Uh...yeah."
Treize opened the hanger door. The first thing he saw was a huge mobile suit.
"Whoa! That thing is huge!"
"Yep, and it's yours."
Fex's jaw dropped and his head slowly turned toward Treize.
"NO...FUCKING...WAY..."
"Yes f-ing way."
With his jaw still agape, Fex returned his gaze toward the mobile suit.
"That thing has a lot of state-of-the-art technology in it. We're going to be testing this in the next mission along with the Air Force's new S.T.A.R. missiles. The main weapon it has been equipped with is technological engineering at its best. It's a M.W.S., multiple weapon system for short. The great thing about it is that it has four separate weapon systems built in. Machine gun, sniper rifle, grenade launcher, and flamethrower. There's a console in there that switches between them. It has the 'X' system in it, so you don't have to worry about consoles all the time. The cockpit seals off G-forces, so you don't have to worry about those. It's all built from a new alloy taken from the moon called 'Gundanium'. It's got Gatling guns and missile launchers mounted in it's head. Oh! Back to the M.W.S.! Another great thing about it is that it never runs out of ammo. That's because it doesn't take normal ammo. All it has is energy. The technology that the weapon uses does something thing that converts mechanical energy into actual kinetic energy. I don't know everything about that, you may want to ask the technicians. The weapon does overheat, though. The different weapons overheat at different rates, so keep that in mind. So, go ahead. It's yours."
Fex broke out in a run towards his new tow.
"FUCK YEAH, MAN! I'VE GOT THE BIGGEST FUCKING TOY OUT OF THIS WHOLE PLACE! YEAH!"
"I thought he'd like it..." Treize smirked.
Several soldiers entered general Albert's room. It had been completely trashed. There was blood everywhere. His bunk had been torn apart. His document's were gone. So was his gun.
But the worst part was in the kitchen...
His liver was on the frying pan...
"Wait! Wait! This is the fun part!" Said an overly giddy Chris.
The runway controller gave the order. "Launch!"
The transport's afterburner lit. It accelerated down the runway. Chris was having a ball.
"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
Lee punched him. "DAMMIT! SHUT UP!"
The transports lifted off.
The runway controller reported. "All birds are away and all systems for operation 'Kill the star' are in the green."
Fex stood in the cargo bay of the transport admiring his new ride. It was so massive, it completely dwarfed the leos. In the transports, there were two leos. But in this one, they only had his new 'Gundam', as the technician referred to it. Fex loved the thing. He hadn't even piloted it yet and he already knew he loved it.
Howie was sitting in his leo looking over the mission data. Kat was leaning over the edge and looking in on him.
"What's going down?" She asked. Howie brought up the mission overlay screen on his monitor.
"Okay, we're going to attack space colony 0772..."
"Hey!" Chris exclaimed over the communicator. "Lee! Isn't that Dog man's home colony?"
"Yeah, I think it is! He's gonna be pissed when he hears that we're gonna be attacking his own colony."
"I already FUCKING KNOW!" Dog man yelled over the communicator.
"Oh...Sorry, man..."
"Don't worry about it..."
Howie looked back at his screen. "Anyway, by the time we get to the colony, the air lock doors will be closed. So, to get around that, the Air Force has invented these new missiles, codenamed S.T.A.R. missiles. There will be two of these missiles mounted on each large capacity transport on special pylons. These missiles contain a ultra-flammable liquid, so when these missiles explode, not only does it create a huge explosion, but anything in the proximity of the explosion simply disappears. Grrr... Blood Curlers ships are going to be providing support for us. They're gonna create a blockade to the colony when we enter. And as for entering, once our transport's create a big enough hole in the airlock door, the transports will fly in, fire downward facing cables into whatever is below them, throttle all the way down, engage vertical thrusters, and land. And we, in our leo's, will exit the transports and make our way into the colony via the shafts. We can expect some laser cannons to hinder us. Our main target is the launching catapult. If you're wondering why we wouldn't try to go in through the catapult, well, it's too small to fit our leos. Besides, sending a small team in there would be suicide. It's to well protected. Once we capture the military facility, we'll hold there until relieved, unless we get new orders."
There was silence.
"Hey..." One of the pilots said. "Anybody care for some music?"
Classical music started playing. Fex was laying down in his new mobile suit, listening. There was yet another Italian chick singing the music. Fex couldn't stand this style of music, and he started to nod off to sleep. He noticed how comfortable the new seat was...
He was waken up by a jolt. People were screaming over the radio.
"FUCK! THEY'VE GOT LASER CANNONS TRAINED ON US! WHERE'S THE BLOOD CURLER SUPPORT?"
Fex pressed a button to close the cockpit. Then he turned on his monitor to observe the battle going on outside.
Fire from one of the laser cannons impacted a S.T.A.R. missile, which exploded into a blinding flash of white light, and it completely enveloped the transport.
"SHIT! MAYBE WE SHOULDN'T HAVE MADE THOSE MISSILES!"
"CALM DOWN, EVERYBODY!" Rapter commanded.
"Need some help?" Said the new, grizzly sounding voice. Then several Blood Curler ships appeared.
"ABOUT FUCKING TIME! WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU!"
"Taking care of some business. Now, if you guys will get out of our way, we're gonna' tear some shit up."
"Roger. We'll get out of your way."
The large transports made an opening for the Blood Curler gun ships. The gun ships headed straight for the colony. They were flying extremely fast. The laser cannons couldn't get a fix on them and their beams streaked right past them.
Then they began their attack and literately began tearing up the surface of the colony with their cannons. It was like they were making their own canyon's on the colony's surface. Enemy laser cannon fire almost immediately stopped.
"ALRIGHT! LET'S GET THIS SHIT STARTED!"
The transports got into position to fire their missiles.
"Who's gonna' do the honors of firing the first missile?" Asked the pilot of the transport in the rear.
"I will, thank you very much." Said the pilot to Fex's transport. He flipped the covering off the launch button. "Here goes nothing..." He pressed the red button.
The missile rocketed off the pylon with the force of a hurricane. They had it playing on the monitors. Some of the leo pilots were doing a fake drum roll. And then it happened, and it sounded like the conception of the world.
"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!" All the transports were rocked by the force of the explosion. It was rough for almost 5 seconds. Then when they regained sight, hearing, and control, their jaws dropped. There was a huge hole in the door. Then everybody wanted to shoot one off.
"OH, FUCK YEAH! LET'S DO IT!"
"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!"
"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!"
"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!"
Soon, the entire door was gone.
"Alright, guys. Let's drop our boys off."
The transports flew into the airlock.
"Fire the cables!"
Outlets on the bottom of the transports opened up and hook-like devices peeked out. The transport pilot pressed the buttons and fired the hooks into the floor of the airlock. The transports jerked back a bit, but it was easily controllable. The transports turned on their vertical thrusters and turned off their forward thrusters. They took the transports down gently and landed in the airlock.
"Alright, guys. Get the fuck out of here and do some fucking damage."
The cargo bays opened and the leos and Fex's mobile suit came out.
"Fex! Lookin' good, man!" Lee complemented.
"Tha..."
"NO TIME FOR COMPLEMENTS!" Rapter scolded, exiting a transport in his leo. "WE'VE GOT A FUCKING MISSION TO CARRY OUT!"
"Ah...Yes, sir..."
"See? See the shaft?" Rapter pointed his leo's finger toward the opening. "All units, head for the shaft! I want the J.T.M.S. members in the back along with me, Taylor, and Dog man to cover the main attack force! Now move out!"
The mobile suits packed into the shaft, one by one. The younger pilots were talking and giving each other advice.
"Keep it steady, watch for threats."
"Turn your night vision on, guys."
"Hey, this is kind of like one of those really old horror movies..."
"DAMMIT! SHUT UP YOUR GIVING ME THE CREEPS!"
"Ew-WEEEEEE-EEEEEEEEE-OOOOOOO!"
"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCKING STOP IT! YOUR FUCKING FREAKING ME OUT!"
Then Rapter intervened. "Stop it, guys. It sounds like he's really freaking out."
The lights in the shaft suddenly came on and it turns out they were completely surrounded by laser cannons.
"HELL! HOLY FUCK!"
The laser cannons opened up. Almost immediately, several of the rookies were torn apart. The more experienced ones used their boosters to dodge the initial barrage and fired back.
Rapter shouted. "DIE, MOTHER FUCKERS!"
Chris was focusing on the cannons on the left side of the shaft. He was firing his rifle and spraying the rounds all over the place. A cannon behind him aimed at Chris.
"CHRIS, WATCH OUT!"
Lee boosted and pushed Chris's leo out of the way. The cannon missed.
"FUCK IT, LEE! I AM FUCKING FINE!"
"OH, GREAT WAY TO REPAY A FAVOR!"
Fex remembered Treize saying that the cockpit in his mobile shielded him from G-forces. He decided to test that. He switched to machine gun.
"COME GET ME, MOTHER FUCKERS!"
He turned on his booster's and flipped over backwards, firing his machine gun at the cannons and taking a bunch of them out.
He landed perfectly.
"TAKE THAT, SHIT HEADS!"
Kat was firing like crazy and taking out a bunch of laser cannons. Then one popped up behind her and locked on.
Fex took notice.
"KAT! WATCH OUT!"
Fex boosted and caught Kat's leo, carrying her to safety. He turned his gun on the cannon and blasted it.
"KAT! YOU OKAY?"
"YEAH! THANKS!"
Rapter realized that they were not making any progress by just blasting away at the cannons. They had to move on.
"TAYLOR!" He yelled. "GET OUR GUYS! WE'RE PULLING OUT!"
"UNDERSTOOD! ALRIGHT, GUYS! LET'S GET THE FUCK OUTTA' HERE! CHRIS! YOU COVER OUR ASSES!"
They moved down the shaft, through the narrower part. Chris was moving his leo backward and firing simultaneously at the cannons. There was one rookie way ahead of them. He was turning a corner.
"NO! WAIT, MAN!"
He turned the corner and his leo got struck by cannon fire. The hit knocked out the mechanism required for movement.
"DAMMIT! FEX, GET DOWN THERE AND HELP HIM IF YOU CAN!"
Fex boosted his suit down to the bend.
"HEY MAN! ARE YOU ALL RIGHT!"
The leo pilot barely came in. "Just... kill me...and go on..."
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?"
"DO IT, FEX!" Rapter ordered. "JUST TORCH HIM, PUT HIM OUT OF HIS MISERY AND WE CAN GO!"
"WHAT! WHAT! WHAT THE FUCK! I REFUSE TO KILL MY OWN COMRADE!"
"GOD DAMMIT, ANDERSON! HE'S SUFFERING! HE'S GONNA' DIE ANYWAY! JUST FUCKING TORCH HIM AND GET IT OVER WITH!"
Fex was scared, but he had a feeling Rapter had a point. Fex switched to the flamethrower weapon and pointed it at his comrade.
"DO IT, ANDERSON!" Rapter egged him. "GET IT OVER WITH!"
"UNDERSTAND THIS, ANDERSON!" Dog man said. "YOU CAN'T SAVE HIM! BUT IF YOU DON'T DO IT, WE ARE ALL GOING TO DIE!"
Soon, the entire group was egging him on. He kept on getting close, but he couldn't do it.
"ANDERSON! DO IT, FOR CHRIST'S SAKE!"
Fex threw his head back and cried.
"WHAT THE FUUUUUUUUCK!"
He pressed the trigger and enveloped his friend in flames.
Flames came shooting out of the shaft. The leos guarding the launch catapult looked at it and worried.
"Are they pulling through?" One of the pilots asked.
Fex's suit jumped out of the shaft.
"THEY'RE HERE! GET 'EM! GET 'EM!"
The leos began shooting at the exiting forces. Fex boosted toward the catapult, shooting enemy leos with his machine gun. Chris jumped into the fray.
"HERE WE ARE! COME AND GET US YOU MOTHER FUCKERS!"
Lee pushed right up in front of the enemy leos. He started spinning and wacked an enemy right in the camera monitor, then he pointed his leo's rifle in the enemy's direction and started firing.
They overtook the catapult in less than three minutes. Fex positioned his suit right in front of the launch area under Rapter's command.
"Fex, stay here. Everybody else, let's go inside and see if we can find some important enemy documents."
Rapter got into the building, not even bothering to check his back or have somebody check his back for him. He was just busting through doors and rummaging through enemy documents. The others were struggling to keep up with him.
"Nothing..." He exited a room after finding nary a thing. He kicked down the next door. He knocked over the desk and started to rummage through the documents that fell out. Still nothing...
"FUCK! WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO THE DOCUMENTS!"
Fex got a transmission in his cockpit. It wasn't from any alliance force.
"Um...c-me in-ve-." The voice was barely audible over the static.
"Who is this?" Fex asked.
"O, th-nk G-d! T— is th- a-lia-ce a-tac- f-rce, r–ht?"
"Yes, this is the alliance task force, if that is what you're asking."
"G–d! C– y-u -ome dow- to the r–ide-tial are? Do- ma- there?"
"Uh, sure..."
"Goo! We'– b- in a ap–tmen-ith – al—nce f-ag o- it!" Then the transmission cut out.
Fex was confused. He dialed in Treize's number.
"General Treize, I just got a transmission from an unknown force requesting aide in the residential section. What should I do? And who were they?"
"Hm. They were probably the alliance supporters that contacted us before the mission. They are apparently good friends of Dog man. They said they might need assistance fighting the rebel supporters in that area. My advice? Help them."
"All right. I'm gonna call the others." Fex switched off Treize's frequency. Then he called Rapter and the group.
"Guys, we got another job..."
Chris was looking through the garage. He had all the keys. And he was proud to have them.
"Hey, guys!" He called. "What kind of vehicle do we want to drive to the residential area?"
"A C.A.T.E.R.P.I.L.L.E.R.!" Dog man almost immediately answered back.
"All right, C.A.T.E.R.P.I.L.L.E.R., let's see, where's a C.A.T.E.R.P.I.L.L.E.R.?"
Chris flipped on the lights. There was one right in front of him.
"Ah! Here we are! Come on guys! We've got a ride!"
They all packed into the C.A.T.E.R.P.I.L.L.E.R. and headed into the unknown.
Some soldiers entered the General's room.
"General! Somebody has killed general Albert!"
"I know..." He said, smirking.
"How do you know that?"
His smirk changed into a full fledged grin.
The C.A.T.E.R.P.I.L.L.E.R. had entered the residential area.
"You know these people, Dog man?" Chris asked.
"Yeah. If they're the people I'm thinking about, they're good friends of mine."
"What's this about going into a civilized area? Aren't there going to be people around?" Fex asked.
"The people in this colony are deeply divided. There are the pro-alliance people and there are the anti-alliance people. My bet is that there is a turf war breaking out..."
Then there was the sound of squealing car tires outside.
"WHOA!" Rapter shouted. "GET THE FUCK OUT OF OUR WAY!"
Suddenly...
"BOOM!"
The lights in the C.A.T.E.R.P.I.L.L.E.R. flicked off. The impact of some force threw everybody against the wall.
"AAAAAHHHH!" They all screamed in unison.
Then silence...
"Guys... are you guys okay?" Rapter asked.
"Yeah..." Fex answered rubbing his head. Howie got into it and asked.
"What happened?"
"Car bomb... they blew up a car bomb... I don't believe we are going anywhere in this... we have to make it to the apartment on foot."
They opened the side door, guns drawn. They could see the apartment just down the street.
"Fex..." Howie said. "Go to that car down there! We'll cover you!"
Fex sprinted out into the open. He checked every angle, every position. He took cover behind the car. He looked into the square. There was the designated apartment on the left, with the alliance flag draped out the window. The light in that window was on. Then there was the apartment on the right. It looked completely empty, destitute...
He signaled for the others to come. They followed him with the same military precision. Fex pointed out the key positions to Rapter.
"Hm. Everybody keep an eye on our right flank."
Then, they slowly got into position to move toward the apartment. They kept their gun's focused on the entrance to the right apartment building.
Then they heard shouting and gunshots.
"KILL THOSE FUCKING BASTARDS!"
Several armed militants came running out of the right apartment building. This surprised them, and they were unprepared for it. But they were quickly mowed down by fire from above.
"DOG MAN!" A man holding a rifle waved from the lit window. "WE KNEW YOU WERE COMING! COME ON UP HERE!"
Dog man turned to the others. "Hold here until I come back." He entered the apartment.
Then, after some discussion, he came back down.
"We're going through that apartment there."
"All right." Rapter said. "Lead the way, Dog man."
Dog man led them into the building. He started going through closets. It looked like he was sniffing something out, just like a dog...
And then he found something...
There was a woman in a closet, and she looked horrified to see them. She tried to get away.
"Lady..." Dog man said. "Don't try to escape. You're just making this harder for us."
But then she cried out. And that's when...
...Dog man shot her.
Her dead body slumped over.
"What... WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?" Fex asked, outraged.
"We couldn't have her interfering here." Dog man answered.
Suddenly, people came out of nowhere, not soldiers, but civilians, packing knives, baseball bats, and brooms. They were outraged and they were out for blood.
They didn't have a choice. They had to protect themselves. So they started shooting.
They completely mowed them down. Women, children...
Fex stared at the bloody mess they had made. He dropped his gun and sank to his knee's. He began to cry.
"What... What... WHAT THE FUCK DID WE DO!"
Everybody else stood there, solemn. Dog man said. "They got in our way. We did what we had to do." He began to walk out. Fex suddenly got very angry and pinned Dog man to the wall.
"IT'S YOUR FAULT! YOU MADE US DO IT! IT'S ALL YOUR FUCKING FAULT!"
Dog man got a hand free and he slugged Fex.
"Fex, that was NOT my fault!"
"THE FUCK IT IS!" He got back up and charged Dog man. "YOU GO TO HELL!" He rammed Dog man.
Dog man got pushed out the window.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
There was a gasp from the room.
"FEX!" Rapter said. "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?"
Fex looked out the window. Dog man's broken body lay there in a pool of blood. His eye's staying in that moment of shock.
Rapter repeated himself. "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?"
"LEAVE ME ALONE!" Fex cried. He ran past them and up to the roof. Then he spent some time contemplating what had happened that day.
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