Summary: With the death of Chairman Dullundial, the Second Bloody Valentine War had ended. However, as a new enemy approaches it becomes imminent that this newfound peace would not last…
Well, finally decided to finish and post this. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam SEED/Destiny or any of its original characters.
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Phase Two: First Encounter
Kira, Athrun and Cagalli looked up towards where Cale was looking. Around seventy mobile suits were coming down onto Felicus from a large ship.
"Heh," Cale remarked. "The Jolly Roger."
There was a short period of silence before he spoke up again "Looks like they're only using old, obsolete models, just like Heliopolis."
"Heliopolis?" Kira asked.
"ZAFT ships were under constant attack from 'bandits' for a while" Cale answered. "But more about that later, we've got to get to the hanger." He ran off, with the other three following him.
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"How's everyone?" Cale asked his assistant, Vrain.
"They've all gone off to fight; all that's left are the two Astreys, mine and Jasil's Daggers, and your Ginn, as well as some suits with a Coordinator OS."
"Okay, you two launch off" He motioned Jasil and Vrain away. "And you two…" he went to Kira and Athrun, but they had read his mind and were already in the Zero units.
"Do they always do that?" Cale asked Cagalli, and she nodded.
"Now what about my suit?" she asked
Cale looked around, and then looked back at Cagalli. "Yeah, about that… I don't seem to have another suit."
"What about those ones" Cagalli asked frustrated, motioning towards some other ones.
"Are you a Coordinator?" Cale asked her
"No, but-"
"Exactly." Cale contemplated his choice of actions, and then got in his mobile suit. "Get in."
"What?" Cagalli asked
"Get in."
"No, I heard you. Are you out of your mind?"
"Look," Cale responded, frustrated. "I don't like this any more than you do, but, knowing what happened at Nasris, they're probably going to bomb the hell out of this building, and pretty much every other one near this area. And then, you'll die. Now, if you want to live, you'll come with me!" he finished, offering his hand, but Cagalli knocked it to the side, and climbed in herself. Cale sighed, and launched his Ginn up into the carnage.
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Kira quickly adjusted the OS on the Astrey Zero so that he could pilot it more effectively. He also checked over the unit's weapons, a beam rifle and a pair of knives; not exactly the best equipment.
"How are we supposed to help with this?" Kira asked over the radio
"Improvise." Jasil's voice came over the com. "Make do with what ya got until you can get something better."
Kira saw Jasil's Strike Dagger pull out its knives and fly at an enemy. The dagger jabbed into the arm of the other unit, grabbed the beam sword, and blasted through it with his rifle. "Now you try."
Kira shot at another enemy and stole its beam sword as well, and Athrun and Vrain had done the same. Kira could see why the government on Felicus had given weapons to Cale. The pilots of his outdated mobile suits and armors were the only thing stopping the defence force from being ripped apart by the sheer numbers. Suddenly, Kira heard and explosion and saw the warehouse burst into a maelstrom of metal and flame. He suddenly remembered that Cale and Cagalli were in there.
"Cagalli!"
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"Not dead yet!" the voice rang out as Cale's Ginn flew out of the explosion. He turned to Cagalli
"Told ya." He stated smugly
"Hmph." Was his only response
"Oh well" Cale said, as he joined the battle, pulling out a beam rifle and a sword
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The fact that Cale's Ginn was actually equipped did not go unnoticed by Kira
"So," Kira asked. "Why is it that we come out with almost nothing, yet Cale's suit is equipped?"
"We never got around to eh, unequipping it." Jasil stated, blowing apart a Windam.
Cale blasted through a formation of old Astrey units, pulling out his sword and taking another. He proceeded to shred through their numbers at an alarming rate. He drove one sword into the cockpit of one suit, slicing clean through it into another, while cutting two others in halves with the other blade. He then jabbed both swords into the mid-section of the last unit, cutting straight through then lopping of the head.
Cagalli noticed that Cale didn't seem like Kira. While Kira only killed when necessary, and didn't enjoy doing it, Cale was unfazed by the destruction and death amounting around him. If anything, he actually seemed to enjoy it. She also noticed the complicated controlling on his unit.
"Hey, if you're a Natural, than why are you using a Coordinator OS?" she asked
"When I started training to pilot a mobile suit," Cale answered. "There wasn't a 'Natural' OS, so I had to use a Coordinator one. I guess… well, I guess I just got used to it after a while."
"Just a question, why do you kill people like this?"
"These, are not people."
"I understand you feel that way about you're enemies, but they are-"
"No they're not." Cale replied emotionlessly, cutting through another suit.
"Whatever." Cagalli sighed. "You know, you're really bizarre."
"Oh well, two makes a pair I guess." Cale chuckled. "Hey, if we're both alive after this war thing, how 'bout you and me talk over coffee instead of while I'm fighting for our lives?"
Cagalli shrugged. "Whatever."
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Suddenly a cluster of missiles streaked towards Cale's suit. The Ginn dropped one of the two swords, flipped around the missiles, then cut through the attacker. Kira watched, and noticed a familiar trick
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Flashback
"What?" Cagalli exclaimed. "We're under attack?"
"Quick, we have to launch the Archangel." Kira stated.
The Archangel indeed launched, and as it came out, along with the Strike Freedom, and noticed the destruction upon Onogoro Island. Also noticed were eight mobile suits, old models, destroying a group of defenders. They suddenly noticed the ship.
"Look!" One of them exclaimed. "The Archangel!"
"And the Strike…" mentioned another, more feminine voice.
"What should we do?" Came a third
"We can't take them on here, not yet." A fourth voice came
"But…" The first one replied
"I'll buy you some time. Then I'll retreat as well." A sigh was heard from some of the pilots as seven of them flew off, leaving the fourth speaker. "Showtime."
The suit pulled out its rifle and started firing at the Strike Freedom, who returned fire. But as the mystery suit scored three hits, Kira decided to use the S. Freedom's many railguns to target the suit. As the weapons fired, the suit flipped over and brought a sword to bear as it charged at Kira, who had to bring his lasersword to counter.
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End of Flashback
Kira shook his head and continued fighting. He noticed how Cale, Jasil Vrain, and all of the 'workers' fought almost flawlessly and worked together perfectly, as if they had done this stuff before.
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The battle was over. The attackers were easily defeated by Kira, Athrun, Cale, Vrain, and Jasil. One thing however left Kira wondering; the defence forces claimed they were distracted by enemy targets, but Kira had only seen forces coming out of the ship, and he couldn't see any other ships around the orbital colony. He was discussing the battle with Athrun and Cagalli, while searching for any survivors from the destroyed enemy suits.
"No wonder we can't find anyone." Athrun sighed.
"Hm? What's that?" Kira asked, still lost in his thoughts.
"That guy slaughtered them, annihilating any he came across, what a monster, killing those people with no-"
"You know," Cale interrupted, coming from behind. "I do have a name, it's Cale. And secondly," he paused, leading them towards a machine that wasn't destroyed, "What people?" He popped open the case to the inside of the suit. "There aren't any people."
Cale let them look in. "It's computer intelligence, an A.I. That's why they didn't run or use any complex strategies." he left with a smug look on his face.
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"Where were you?" Kira demanded once back aboard the Archangel.
"Well," Mwu responded. "We saw that you were doing fine on your own so…"
"That's it?" Cagalli questioned.
"Oh yea, and we were sabotaged. Nothing major though, just shut down the system for a while."
"And the saboteurs?" Kira asked.
"Well, they're not here or dead, so that means they got away." Cale suggested. "Now, if you'll excuse me, my warehouse was destroyed." he finished, walking off.
"Who was he?" Mwu asked.
"A friend who helped us out." Kira answered. "He knows about Nasris.
"Oh?"
"And he was there. The sole survivor of the forces. He also designed the new prototype units Y607, Y608, and Y609."
"Well that is interesting." Mwu stated. "When the Highflier and Freebird were returned, they were found heavily sabotaged; it will take a while to repair them."
"I had my suspicions." Athrun announced. "We're dealing with a terrorist and a traitor."
"Now there's no way to confirm this…" Cagalli said.
"But it is probably true." Kira sighed. "But we have to get to Nasris quickly; we'll deal with him later. What of international affairs?"
"Well," Mwu replied. "Constantinople and Malta defected from the Eurasian Federation and formed their own governments, The Byzantine and Maltese Republics. The EA is trying to 'force' them to rejoin, but the new governments are holding up. Also, ZAFT recently acquired the Phoenix, which, not surprisingly, was also sabotaged. Not as bad as the other two though, and it's almost operational again. No word back from Nasris, and the small scouting group that was sent appears to be destroyed. That's about it."
"Thanks."
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Now 'nighttime' in Felicus, Cale met up with Vrain and Jasil at the now destroyed warehouse. The three of them went to a section in the rubble, by a building that was conveniently intact when the area around was destroyed. Cale pushed a brick on the wall, and three pads came out.
"Well guys, you ready?" Cale asked, as the three typed in a password simultaneously.
"Yep, we're good." Jasil replied as three retinal scanners came up and verified them. A large door opened and three mobile suits were in the shadows. The three jumped in their respective suits and flew off into the artificial night.
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A figure stands at a ships bridge, looking out into space as a screen appears. A blond teen with light green eyes, wearing a strange black pilot's uniform, with an amused yet dangerous expression shows on the screen.
"How'd it go?" the mystery man asked.
"Awesome. They fell for it and are coming as we speak. All my 'toy soldiers' died, so I'm getting my 'real men' out to their positions." the blond chuckled, "They won't know what hit 'em. How's everyone else?"
"Some are preparing to fight ORB, and a small detachment is going to hold position on the far flank in case that ZAFT ship attacks. You and you're men will be with them" the other man replied as he waited for the blond to sigh out of disappointment before continuing. "Everything is going according to plan."
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Next up: Phase Three: Dawn of War