Alice bit her lip as she watched her target. He was in a hobby shop with a kid he had beaten in the survival match of the world tournament, he personally accountable for the kid losing his gunpla.

The boy was around 10-12 years old and from somewhere in the former Soviet Union area of the world if his parents accents were anything to go by. She sat a few tables down at the large shops gunpla building area.

The new gunpla hustler looked down at the model she was GIVEN to use for her skill setting match. It was a well-built arios gundam with a custom blue paint job but otherwise it was a straight build.

In the gunpla case on her belt sat her own personal gunpla, one she lost with in her qualifier but it was only by a small margin. She timed out with her gunpla in worse shape than his but she had out maneuvered him and was about to deal the finishing blow when time ran out.

Her skill in that final match had been what got them interested in her…that and the debts she owed after her parents passed in a car crash.

This guy's gunpla though…it seemed like it may be valuable enough to them to get them to pay everything like they promised then let her go.

She continued to watch him with the child and listened, waiting for the perfect time to jump in. the model they were working on…well it was a kit bash, and she had heard him saying he'd teach the kid to make custom models.

World tournament part 2

1 hour earlier…

Noah had found the boy whose gundam ground type he had atomized with his GN buster sword 2's first time firing his "genesis beam" which he named based on its appearance along with the fact it was the first step in his combo that usually would end with his opponents destruction.

His parents had given him permission to watch over their son as he helped him rebuild the model, especially after they had originally been against it, explaining they were from a poor village and their son was only here because he had worked hard, earned the money for his model and his tools, built it to the best of his ability, and Noah was surprised that he had worked, gone to school AND managed to win what few battles he had for his small blocks qualifiers without buying spare models for spare parts, instead saving his money to pay for a trip here and for his parents to come and cheer him on.

His final match he had gotten lucky. His weapon pack was busted so he had lost his 180 mm cannon, he only had his right arm and his head was partially destroyed. The only thing truly intact about his model was the torso.

He had entered his match in this state against someone using a custom guntank, a new origin version customized for use in their home country which was damn near an artic situation…and the match was instead on a tropical island. So the guntank had a difficult time with all the foliage which he used to his advantage.

Closing the distance he got out his beam saber and with one strike stabbed the model in the back, ending the match and making it to the world tournament. When he won his parents revealed they had bought him a replacement model as a surprise so win or lose he'd be able to repair the model or just replace it outright for next year or for fighting here.

Suffice to say with their thick accents Noah had finally just explained it would all be on his dime, they wouldn't have to repay him in any way. After all he felt bad for obliterating his model. While most fighters could retrieve remains of their model the boy had found a few scraps but otherwise Noah's beam had been thorough even for a gunpla battle.

Walking amongst the gunpla isles Noah saw the boys eyes dart from model to model. He told the boy he could pick whatever model he wanted as a base and they would build him a custom suit based on his fighting style.

Finally Noah stopped and turned to the boy. "So…any idea what you wanna use as a base model?" asked Noah. The boy looked around and looked down sad. He did not want to make Noah spend too much on him but at the same time because he had so many options was not sure which one to pick.

"I'm not sure sir…I…I have not had such…freedom with money before." He said, even the boys accent thick.

Noah nodded. "Ok. Well tell me this…what would you want you dream gunpla to specialize in? Defense? Offense? Speed? What would you want it to be?" he asked, crouching down to the boy's level.

The boy smiled. "I would want it to have lots of guns, lots of big guns like heavy arms!" he shouted happily and Noah chuckled.

"Ok…so a support unit again, something that can dish out as much as it can take. I like it. Ok…well…"said Noah as he began looking around. With his skill he could see so much potential for such a unit…but he wanted to keep it simple for the boy, likely a custom straight build…a kit bash with maybe a custom paint job…

Finally Noah grabbed another gundam ground type high grade then a heavy arms custom. After looking through the selection he grabbed a few customize parts packs and a HG jesta and an EZ-8. It was a small selection but he had a plan formulated, especially as he picked up on a certain girl following him.

Leading the boy to the counter he also grabbed two full basic tool sets, clippers, files, sanding paper…the works to a kid like him but to Noah it was the basics. After paying for it all they went to the model building area and Noah set the tool kit and the gundam ground type in front of him as well as the EZ-8. He knew both models well so he knew where to start for such a kit bash.

"Ok here's what I want you to do, I want you to build those as fast as possible. Doesn't have to be perfect but I want to see what you can do in…" Noah looked to the nearby clock. The hobby shop he found for them was the first 24/7 hobby shop and it specialized in all things gunpla. It was only open during the tournament 24/7 though and that was because two years back someone realized that builders got ideas at all hours of the day and needed spare parts after matches but maybe wanted to eat first and couldn't get to normal shops in time. So this store was opened.

"You have 2 hours to build both of those as best you can. Build one fully, build both in segments, whatever. I just wanna see how you work. In the meantime I'm gonna build this heavy arms and start working on the core of your build ok?"he asked and the boy nodded, rapidly opening the EZ-8, clearly more excited to build it then the kit he had lost in the tournament to Noah

This made Noah smile and as he began to take his time building the heavy arms custom he noticed the boy taking his time, even if Noah said as fast as possible he was taking his time, making it a straight build but still focusing on making each piece look as nice as possible. Hell he stopped and panel lined each part as he built it.

Every now and then as Noah was building he'd get up and go buy something else, such as he got up and bought the old crappy little HG heavy arms. But the boy had looked up and saw Noah use the old heavy arms…which to the boys both dismay as to his own skill but to also his amazement Noah built the old old kit in 5 minutes and it was practically to perfection…but it was still a straight build.

He then watched Noah convert the newer heavy arms custom's guns into a similar arm mounting shield style to the heavy arms kai. Once the weapon was essentially converted he set it aside before continuing to build the heavy arms.

Current time…

The boy looked up as he clipped the EZ-8 model together and looked to Noah who was delicately using a pin vise to drill out the heavy arms custom's chest chain gun barrels before inserting small metal parts that were supposed to be for head CIWS.

His jaw dropped though when he saw a half built kampfer, a gouf custom with its body in various states of assembly, plus the jesta and heavy arms custom otherwise fully assembled, panel lined…they looked like a master had built them.

He stayed quiet so he could watch, not even opening his gundam ground type…looking at everything Noah was doing he felt it was almost ok to just take it home and rebuild his model…after all they had enough models now to certainly build something cool.

Just as he was about to ask Noah how he got so good a girl walked up to him and the boy waited to see what she said as Noah put the almost completely upgraded heavy arms torso down.

World tournament part 2

Alice had watched Noah and the kid build for another hour and a half now, the first half hour of their time there Noah had been buying the kid all sorts of stuff.

She watched as Noah built his kits in a flash but took forever to start building. He looked at the instructions, looked at the riggings, looked at the instructions…she was trying to learn his building process to improve her own but she wanted to shout at him to build already. In the time it took him to do that and go buy an old heavy arms model the kid had built the torso of his EZ-8 as best he could, going against Noah's demand of building as fast as possible.

Once Noah got building the kit bash kits he was also converting certain pieces, getting up and buying more kits, more detail parts….by the time the kid had his gunpla built though and fully panel lined even Noah had 3 kits mid assembly, a full HG jesta with bare minimum detailing and a fully heavy arms custom which he was detailing with metal parts.

Finally she couldn't wait anymore. She didn't have long to get ahold of that red and black gunpla.

She got up and walked over, tapping Noah on the shoulder to get his attention. He set everything down with care and looked up. "Can I help you?" he asked kindly. What he was doing for this kid, the money he was pouring into helping this kid and even helping him build….she was only 15 and it melted her heart…but she had to do this if she was to get her own life on track.

"Hi um…I couldn't help but notice how detailed your builds are and I was hoping you could take a look at my model…see what I could do to improve it." She stated as she pulled the arios out of her pocket carefully and held it out for him.

Noah smirked and took it looking it over. "Well I'm not the meijin or sei Lori so don't ask me like I'm famous…but…" Noah seemed intrigued by the model, transforming it carefully and returning it to its mobile armor form she had handed it to him in. he handed it back to her and shrugged.

"That…actually is really well built. I mean it's not gonna win you any designer contests but it looks like it would be great for a gunpla battle. Would react well, looks well-tuned too. If you really wanna make it look nice and perform better I'd suggest metal parts and detail parts though for a 00 machine those are hard to pick up due to the GN drive it's powered by." He said as he continued his work, inserting one of the final barrels before beginning to drill out another on the gunpla torso.

Alice bit her lip and wanted to show him her other model but stopped herself, after watching him fight it was high praise even if he wasn't either of the people he mentioned. "Well…speaking of gunpla battle do you think we could maybe play? Right now? I have to go soon to an event outside the city and I would love some battle tips before I go." she said as she hoped he grabbed the bait.

The young man looked between his pieces and the young boys and then back to her. "Sure…it`ll be a good test for this one." he said as he looked back to all the parts and began assembling the model. In truth the machine was clearly half built, with the legs and head of the EZ-8, the jesta's backpack, side skirt armor with the grenades and beam saber, then the heavy arms torso, arms, shoulders, and waist again with the jesta's side skirts. He then revealed his plan for the converted weapon. On the left arm he mounted the chain gun of the gouf custom he built, then the right he slid into the converted heavy arms dual shield mounted chain guns.

In truth…the model was packing heavy firepower and would have good armor…but would be slow and bulky…she bit her lip. If he was using that model she could blow the plan by faking her own skill level too low just so he'd beat her.

With that Noah stood up and motioned for her to follow him. They went into one of the shops three gunpla battle rooms and Noah quickly updated his GP-base with the new models info. A moment later Alice found herself in the haptic cockpit of the battle arena and took a deep breath. She hoped the field would give him the advantage…then it would be easier to let him win….not that she likely would need to do that.

She set her arios gundam on her GP base and listened to the announcer announce…no way…

"Damage level a?" she whispered with her eyes wide. The world tournament competitor was that confident he'd win without a scratch? Or did he have that much money to throw away? Either way she needed to lose somehow with as little damage to her borrowed model as possible or else she'd be owing these people more money.

Finally she was told that the battle had started and she took one last deep breath.

"Alice rose, arios gundam…LAUNCHING!" she exclaimed before her gunpla rocketed into the map. It quickly transformed and landed. Her concerns about having the advantage were put to rest when she realized what map they were on. It was a ravine…perfect…all she had to do was "accidentally" end up trapped in front of him and she'd get lit up like a Christmas tree.

She walked along the top of the ravine and looked around, waiting for him, acting like she wasn't sure what to do…

She found him when out of the ravine a group of homing missiles shot up and flew at her. She raised her shield just as her alarm began to blare and screamed as her model was hit, the painted and well detailed rockets being superior in quality to her arios and so as the smoke cleared she found her left arm was gone since she hadn't moved and took all the missiles on her shield and arm.

Biting her lip she decided a quick loss was better than prolonging it. After all she was a blonde and could just act ditzy.

With a battle cry shouted out she jumped into the ravine, using her GN drive to allow for a soft landing but acting like the idiot she was she landed with her back to him and raised her gun, blinking. "wait…where'd he go?" she asked innocently before turning around and squeaking in surprise as she found herself staring down the full arsenal of…she looked to her monitor to try and find its name…

The gundam breaker…that's what he named it? Dear lord she hoped his tournament model had a better name. A second later she saw the chain guns spin up…

World tournament part 2

Noah sighed as the haptic cockpit of the gunpla arena faded away and he looked to the arena. Here was the kid's new gunpla standing there in mint condition…maybe some scuffs on the feet from Noah's landing…and her arios in pieces after he lit it up with everything he had.

The girl was biting her lip and seemed nervous and worried. He sighed. "look…if it means that much I'm sorry I thought you could handle this model…in all honesty I was curious how long it'd take your model to trash this one…sorry…"he said, reaching back to rub the back of his head and looked down.

"It's ok…"she said and Noah looked up, determination in her eyes. "You're clearly an amazing fighter…think we can go again? I have another model…but…maybe we can raise the stakes since you did cheat me by setting it to damage level a?" she asked and Noah was instantly sure she was exactly what he thought she was when she reached behind her and brought out a custom exia/cross bone gundam cross. It was an exia base with a skull on its chest and forehead. He saw that its sword and shield system had been replaced with a custom murasama blaster. He also noted it had a GN short sword kai which likely had its own customization too it.

He smirked at her and shrugged.

"Sure…what's these extra stakes?" he asked, even if he knew what she was going to request. Another term for fighters like her were scavengers. They took fighters usually like the kid he was helping, fought at damage level a, beat them, but beforehand they had hustled them by losing to seem weak, then pulled out a machine like this, offered a second round with the tempting stakes of whoever loses got the remains of the other persons gunpla.

He never expected to be a target but then again his gunpla wasn't just a gunpla…but no one knew that hidden meaning behind it being a master grade base.

Hers was a master grade as well and he had to admit he liked the cloth cloak it wore.

"We fight again at damage level a, but whoever wins gets to keep what's left of the losers model as a trophy." she said with an innocent smile. She had no idea the hustler was being hustled.

Noah smirked. "You sure about that? I mean that looks like a really well built model. I`d hate to break it just for you to lose it as well. "He said, acting cocky so she'd think she had him.

She nodded. "Yes I'm sure…so…yes or no?" she asked and Noah answered by pulling out his Gabriel gundam. "Fine…but I'm not holding back this time model wise." he stated and she nodded, acting like a determined rookie. "Same here..."she said as they cleared the arena and got ready for battle once more.

A moment later his new haptic cockpit surrounded him and he rolled his neck. In a moment…she'd learn she was trying to scavenge off someone who was so far out of their league that even with her model the way it was…she may as well be fighting with that old heavy arms model he built. Time to test function 2 of his hyper discharge system…a system he had named the "quantum leap" system.

As the arena was prepared for their fight he quickly brought up his OS and began running a link to the zero system back at his home. Each battle arena was linked to the net to update stats on fighters, to allow people to remotely watch random fights online, just various features. He took advantage of this with his hyper discharge system by connecting to the zero system and running his new program that allowed him to access his simulation.

"Nothing ventured…nothing gained…"he stated before Gabriel was thrown into the arena. The field made his plan easy. It was space...open space and he could see her green GN particle trail. Once he was locked onto her position he activated his trans-am and rushed towards her, his six GN sword bits quickly flying ahead of him. When she saw his sword bits past she began to go into a defensive stance, bringing her murasama blaster up as a sword with the intent to block any attack he may be launching. Instead he let go of his GN sword rifles and used one hand to shove the blaster out of the way and the other grabbed her gunplas head, using his trans-am to rocket through the portal his sword bits had made behind her…

World tournament part 2

Alice was surprised at how aggressive Noah was. Shen she saw him flooring it towards her she had thought to move and try to dodge but then she caught sight of his sword bits and instead decided staying still may be best so she brought her large blaster up to block any of his attacks as his gundam was as CQB oriented as hers, part of what she was counting on to win this.

Instead she yelped in surprise as he dropped his weapons, shoved hers aside and before she could react he grabbed her head and kept on going till her monitors all turned black.

"What?! What the hell is this!?" she shouted before she screamed when her control orbs shook as her monitors came back online and she found her gunpla sliding along the ground till it stopped when it hit something. She had closed her eyes when she felt the orbs shake and slowly opened them…till she saw her monitors and they shot open.

In front of her was the Gabriel gundam gently touching down on the ground…behind it was a forest, and around them was a rocky beach….wait…forest? Beach? And…she could hear the ocean.

"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO!? FIELD CHANGES ARE NOT ALLOWED YOU CHEAT!" she shouted.

"I didn't cheat and I didn't change the field…hell feel free to stop out of your cockpit…I won't do anything. Your relying too much on your monitors." He stated.

Watching his gunpla closely she watched the head move around, as if he was looking at someplace with nostalgia. Slowly she stepped out of the holographic cockpit and looked to the arena. She gasped…he was right…the arena was still in space and the computer had a status screen up. "System error. Gunpla missing…"it then listed her exia type x and his Gabriel gundam.

She stepped back in her cockpit and looked at her monitors…it was completely different…

"What did you do to my model?" she asked, suddenly worried all that hard work was gone…that he somehow stole it.

"I brought you to my reason for needing to win this year at the tournament and my reason for needing this gunpla. I know your plan, I know what you do…and I hate it. So I thought I'd show you how outclassed you are." he stated.

This was impossible. Was he saying he had removed the models from the arena all together? "But…what did you do? Where are we? Are we in some other arena somewhere else?" she asked as she looked around and her model stood up. She tensed when he moved towards something…it was metal and grey…and…she put her hand over her mouth as she saw the wreckage he was standing by.

He knelt down and picked part of it up before turning to her. "Does this look like a gunpla? And even if it were when did gunpla arenas begin littering the field with randomly destroyed models aside from the one year war arena?" he asked as he took a step towards her and she couldn't believe her eyes.

What he held in his hand…was the head of the aegis. And not some models head that would have maybe a torn PC rubber part underneath. No…this head had wires and a cracked main camera lens and…she fell to her knees.

This wasn't possible…this…it had to be fake. It had to be simulated…somehow he had brought her to an arena with simulated destruction from the aegis vs strike fight.

She slowly stood back up, tears in her eyes. She glanced down and noticed a beam saber handle. It was one from the strikes aile pack. Reaching down with her gunpla she picked it up and brought it up to her own main monitor.

It…it was real…but how? She turned it over in her hand. There were none of the usual signs of this being a custom made metal weapon piece or even of it being a model piece. It was a real beam saber!

"due to a failed…well sort of failed test in a new simulator program I was designing I found out GN particles and plavsky particles don't mix too well when you design a system that scans in a gundam instead of using the model and produces true GN particles. What happened was I broke the fourth wall…I came here. I met Kira, I met captain Ramius, I fought actual, mobile suits and when the very system I made to do this evolved and became sentient it tried to eliminate me…I would have thought all this a silly dream and that I had been in a coma…still am in a coma if it weren't for her." He said and chuckled. What he was gonna say next would likely freak the young girl out.

"Either this really is a break in the fourth wall…or else I imagined some damn good wine and felt every moment of making love to the same woman who would end up shooting me down in such detail I probably needed one of the nurses to change my pants…"he said with a smirk. Over the open speakers from her gundam he could hear her gagging at the image he just put in her head.

"So you tell me…you still wanna fight me? Try to scavenge my model? Or do you wanna sit down with a burger and a coke or whatever you want and you wanna explain why someone like yourself is doing this?" he asked as he dropped the busted aegis head which fell to the ground with a crash, dust from the ground flying up around it.

He got his answer when she drew her GN short sword kai and swung it at him…from a distance…only for him to be reminded its tip could shoot off. He side stepped the interestingly made bone shaped heat whip within and drew his two GN swords at his hips.

"I choose to do both…and let you decide what to do!" she shouted before her exia lunged at him and the fight began in earnest which made Noah smile as he began to fight in what he hoped to eventually be his home universe.

World tournament part 2

Nina sighed as she tried to drain the last drop of wine from the bottle. When nothing hit her tongue she looked up inside. "Damn…another one gone." she said before dropping the empty wine bottle on the floor before falling back onto her bed.

After Heine shot down her lover she found out in his report he included her hesitance and the fact she broke down when Noah was killed. She was then forced to come out and inform them she had had a chance to kill him or even capture him and had instead drank wine with him, made love to him, and all around did nothing to help her homeland.

Her paladin was put in storage to eventually be upgraded after spitbreak and given to a new pilot. She was benched pending investigation and so she began looking at the bottom of a few various types of alcohol bottles.

At the moment she was riding a fine line between destroying her liver and dying and letting depression take her and having her do the deed herself. As she fell back onto her bed she sighed and curled up, and turned to look towards her bedroom door.

Her eyes were glazed over and she was wanting death to take her, to end her pain…instead as she closed her eyes she was surprised when she heard him…she heard Noah! Her eyes shot open and she looked to her door. Not realizing it was a hallucination she smiled, seeing Noah walking through her door with a breakfast in bed tray and her favorite meal on it.

"Hey Nina…I figured you were sleeping in. it's a beautiful day out there…maybe we should go to the park? Enjoy some of that artificial sunlight." Said Noah which made her giggle.

"Yeah I know it's a beautiful day…it's almost always sunny and beautiful here silly." she said with a smile as she watched "Noah" set the tray down.

He then sat down next to her and reached towards her, oddly with hesitance and she blinked, still enjoying it though when he began to straighten her hair.

"Hey…I know we just got together Noah…but I was thinking…maybe we should get a place here together? I mean my apartments nice…"she said, sitting up and grabbing his hand, forcing him to cup her cheek, not noticing it was larger than his and had rougher, darker toned skin.

"But eventually, after the war, I was thinking…maybe…maybe we could have a kid or two? Get a nice little house here…o-or even on earth if you prefer. Of course…"she said, looking down at her stomach. "It is a bit difficult for a coordinator to conceive naturally...especially with a natural…but we can try right?" said Nina, her mood dipping for a moment but she perked back up.

"Nina…I need you to wake up…snap out of this funk you're in…"said Noah with a concerned look on his face. What was he talking about? A minute ago he was talking about going to the park? What funk was she in? He was here! He was alive!

"Nina…I'm alive and I'm out there…I need you to get out of your funk and come find me. You want this life with me, awesome…I'd love it…but first you have to wake up and come find me….find EX-caliber. It will show you the way…"said "Noah" before he got up and left, pointing to the tray of food. "and for god's sake woman eat something….do you even recognize me or is that starvation induced hallucination really that strong?" asked Noah…but he sounded different. With his talk of being alive and waking up the illusion slowly vanished. In his place was commander waltfeld. Wait? What? "C-commander…what are you…!?" she exclaimed as she blinked and was more confused than ever.

"Good it looks like you`ve come out of your hallucination. Look with zala's regime taking over I've been reaching out to a few people. I figured you were one of the people I could trust after everything that happened…but I've got bad news and I wanted to warn you. Zala is trying to crush any opposition. I`m sure he`ll send for you soon. Don't trust him or whoever he sends. I don't know what his end game is yet kid but he doesn't just want to bring this war to a quick end…I think Noah was right….anyways just eat up, wake up, and keep an eye out." Said waltfeld before leaving, closing her door.

So…it was all a hallucination? Noah…he was still? No! She wouldn't lose hope. Even if it was a hallucination it had to be a message from him somehow! Besides was it that much of a stretch for Noah to be alive if waltfeld somehow lived?

With a new desire to live Nina began to slowly eat her food, realizing her own malnourishment and she knowing she had to take it slow or she could make things worse for her. Now then…where to start her search?

World tournament part 2

Alice grunted as her exia hit the ground. Noah was stronger than she had expected...his gunpla was superior then hers in more ways than just how well it was made or its special abilities. No Noah's skill transcended that of a fighter…he was a true gundam pilot.

She had just finished explaining to him her life story as their swords clashed amongst the forest area of the island, in the sky above, even over the ocean though at certain points he seemed to force her back, as if running from something other than her. Occasionally shots were fired but for the most part it was a dance between 2 swordsmen.

She explained how her parents were poor and racked up massive debt trying to give her a decent life. Right as things had begun getting good for them…they were killed in a hit and run accident.

By then she had gotten into gunpla and was put in a group home. Any penny she made was put towards building the best gundam model possible, especially after gunpla battles were made possible. After watching the 7th world tournament on TV she was more inspired than ever to become an amazing fighter, thinking if she could become a famous fighter her life might get better. But she stalled out. She couldn't get better no matter how hard she tried. This year had been her first year reaching the finals of the qualifiers.

She had just finished explaining her final fight that caused her to lose all hope and be approached by the scavenging group as she forced her damaged gundam to stand up, her right arm cut off at the elbow and her murasama blaster lost into the deep blue sea that they had flown over. She watched Noah once again touch down on the ground gently. His machine was barely scratched…no…scratching it was all she had done. He was too aggressive and reacted too fast for her to do more than scratch his paint job.

"So…there's my life laid out for you. What are you gonna do now?" she asked, her eyes set in a glare as she looked the Gabriel gundam in the eyes.

Noah smiled in his cockpit. "Simple…I'll give you a way out." He said which caused her to blink.

"What do you mean…a way out?" she asked as she tried to think of what to do next. Whenever they landed like this he always waited for her to make the first move.

"Simple. You're too smart and too talented of a builder to be working for these no-skill no-bodies. I`m old enough I could pay off your debts and then adopt you. You`d have a home, access to some of the best modeling equipment in the world, and your skills would come in handy when I come back here hopefully after I win the world championship." He said as his gundam seemed to relax.

"You're too gifted and have too much potential to be wasting it trying to scavenge gunpla." He said and it almost made Alice tear up. "r-really….y-you think that?" she asked. No one had told her that since her father on her 7th birthday when she was offered a chance to skip grades in school due to her passing all her classes with flying colors in 2nd graded to the point she usually slept in class.

Noah nodded as did his gundam. "So…what do you say we head back, get your gunpla fixed, then discuss the details of all this?" he asked. Alice smiled and nodded. "Yes…yes please…"she said as she got ready to end the battle. Noah walked over and grabbed her gunplas hand with his before his sword bits shot out and formed another portal. A moment after they entered she could see they were back in the arena and in space.

She brought up the option to concede and pressed the button. As it ended she couldn't stop smiling as she collected her model. The arm and custom blaster were nowhere to be found but she wasn't expecting to find it. They had just been in the cosmic era after all.

"So…what do I call you?" she asked with a giggle and Noah rolled his eyes and sighed.

"Noah will do for now…but if you want dad, daddy, father…I don't know in all honesty never expected to have kids…like…ever…mainly cause I'm too absorbed in my work to date let alone think of something like adoption either. So call me whatever feels right, let's just get you gunpla fixed." He said, suddenly regretting not just taking her in the fight for all she was worth and leaving it at that.

He just had to be the nice guy.

World tournament part 2

Taylor locklen was sitting at his desk looking over the now confirmed plastic model that was supposedly the remains of EX-caliber. It was his job to carefully reconstruct the model as best he could. So with plastic welder, resin, and even some sheets of metal he had the main body repaired as best he could, the head was no longer crushed in but still it was nowhere near as perfect as he figured it had been before it began its campaign against zaft.

To the left of the model was a poorly repaired shield. If it even just sat as a model, a reminder for zaft that the horrors of this war could even come from small things like this he would be damned if it didn't have a shield.

On its right lay it's now fully repaired…well…fully was not the right word. The sword was replaced to its full scale and the system itself was working at a basic level but the sword was just a sheet of metal that was shaped like what he saw in pictures he was given of it and fit into the system to swing out and lock in place easily.

Right now he was putting the finishing touches on the GN drive.

It was amazing that the model was so intricately detailed. He had had to carefully strip away a lot of its armor to replace some of its inner workings, hell he had to custom make a new cockpit section as somehow that slot had been completely torn out leaving a hole in the torso. But it was now smoothed out and the torso had been filled with his custom cockpit based on the design of a GINN. Crude detailing inside but then again he was a technical engineer that did plastic modeling of old cars and planes in his free time…not mobile suits.

Still he was honored to be the one restoring the model, not noticing the past half hour that with each piece he repaired the model sparked, once blue, another green…and he obviously had no idea that the zero system had awoken on its own, it's original "host" machine, the one who allowed it to become the mystery workings of fate for this universe being repaired and bringing its attention back to the universe while Noah accessed it's basic functions to travel here.

He was still unaware to what he was doing even as he clipped the repaired shield into left arm, then its sword and shield system in its right.

Lastly he picked up the repaired GN drive and looked it over, making sure it was as best as he could make it. Finally he reached around and opened the three prongs that would hold it in place. Gently placing it in the socket he blinked as he could have sworn he felt it vibrate from the drive as if it was trying to spin up…

He then put one prong in place and he felt that vibration again…

Another prong and the vibration got stronger.

When he put the third prong in place the model visibly shook and as he stood up and stepped back he watched as the whole body and head straightened, the model glowing before it seemed to fade and flow down to its feet like it was being scanned by something.

The moment that happened its eyes lit up and he was surprised to hear something quite odd…

"Combat mode start up! Damage level se-se-se…" after that the machine had a few sparks fly across it before it slowly broke down into thousands of small blue and green particles.

Taylor had to dive away from his work station and was thankful he was in a hangar that had its gravity systems turned on as the model suddenly grew into a massive cloud of these particles before shifting to be beside the gangplank his desk had been on.

From there the particles slowly but surely formed the red and black machine.

As Taylor stood up his legs grew weak and he couldn't believe what he was seeing…he…he had rebuilt it…

EX-CALIBER HAD RETURNED…

WORLD TOURNAMENT PART 2

SO…hope you all enjoyed reading that. I know the fights were short and crappy but in all honesty I hadn't meant to leave that last cliffhanger so I had to work with that to add some drama and prolong this story one more chapter.

Anyways I am curious has anyone else noticed I'm like…the only person still writing these stories? Even nemesis astrea has disappeared. Nothing wrong with that, we all get writers block and real life takes priority anyways lol I just thought I'd see what you all say.

So I'm gonna make this authors note short but I wanna say this now, Alice is not a super important character…now…she will be later but otherwise you can forget her for now.

And to clarify Nina's hallucination and EX-calibers reconstruction happen at the same time and are both brought on by Noah bringing his fight with Alice to the cosmic era.

Next chapter we get to see three big fights, Noah fighting a "mystery contestant", then the meijin, then sei…anyone with input on the build impulse please let me know but otherwise I'll explain it better later after the fight.

Also that whole song inspired non MS combat scene will be next chapter.

Anyways review please…until next time ^^

P.S. the exia/crossbone cross alice is using…is literally called that. The exia crossbone. Once again *Sigh* I did not make it but this time I got permission…kinda…there are 2 versions I have found that are damn near the same. If you look up the exia crossbone, literally like that, you`ll find one like what I described with a brown cloak…while it's late and I don't wanna fix the minor differences in the detailing, the one I wanted but could not find for a link is made by Putra Fakhrullah Sinatra. It had a white cloak and the murasama blade has been built into the sword/shield system aka GN sword 1.

Another difference, he uses pink beams for the gun/sword…I like the other ones green ones so lol picture those instead of green. And lastly the one made by PFS does not have the GN short sword kai custom…add that to it lol and the merge is complete and what I have for alice.