Chapter 2: The Dismantling and Reconstruction

Part A: The Dismantling

Legend

Italics shows character thoughts

Word shows Date, time, and location

Author's Notes: From here on I'm going to using a more exact timetable. I'll be adding the dates and then the times as well. It wasn't so important in the first chapter but it is, at least in a few places, important here.

February 15, C.E 70

Ptolemaeus Lunar Base, 7:59 A.M.

"Leaving? Why is that Scion!" Axle said after spitting out pieces of his muffin that he was chewing on.

"..Because, I don't think I can stay with the EA after what they've done…"

"You heard what it was. The Colony self-destructed."

Axle and Violet along with all the other surviving pilots had no idea what had occurred. Any that did were the ones delivering the nuclear missiles and were killed instantly. Except for Scion who had to hear from his commander, he never even got his name and regretted not learning it but since he was only to know him for that mission he didn't think it important.

Axle…if only that were true…if only I could believe that too.

"Yeah…either way…I just can't be involved in a war where nuclear weapons are being used. I can't…I won't."

Axle grunted and threw his remaining muffin into a crash bin before kicking thin air.

"So that's it! You just up and leave after our FIRST mission."

"….I'm sorry Axle…I--"

"You're sorry! Don't give me that bull shit Scion! I've known you since you were a kid! I've never known you to back down from something. You said you were going to become a better pilot then any Coordinator remember! You hated them remember? So what's the real reason for you leaving, huh! You getting cold feat because of the war!"

…I don't hate them…I didn't hate them…I was envious of them, jealous of them, don't you see Axle I'm not some holy warrior fighting against heretics or something. I'm just a sad man with a hurt pride…I hated them because I was scared of them…because they 'are' better then me…

"Damn it Scion! Say something!" Axle cried out after Scion wouldn't respond.

"I just can't Axle! I just can't fight for the EA anymore!"

"Yeah I see…after everything we've done together…you are just going to leave me. You know what? Fine! I'll fight the Coordinators without you! I hate them to you know!" Axle yelled before storming off in some unknown direction.

Scion sighed as he walked along the hallway to the EA recruitment center to confirm his leaving of the army. It wasn't a far walk in any measure but to Scion it seemed that it took the length of his lifetime.

Ptolemaeus Lunar Base, Recruitment Center, 9:00 A.M.

"So…you want to withdraw from the Earth Forces do you Mr. Kazuma?" The recruiter spoke in a closed room to Scion.

"Yes, sir. I feel that I can no longer fight for the EA."

"Is it because of Junius Seven colony self-destructing?"

"…..I don't believe it did that sir. "

"So you believe the rumors about the EA blowing it up as well? Even if we did what would it matter? This is war Kazuma. Are you saying you would rather side with the Coordinators?"

"At least they didn't use nuclear weapons to resolve their issues."

The officer walked around the small table at which Scion sat. He seemed to be in thought about something, what that something was, at the moment, was unknown to Scion. He looked at a peice of paper and then sighed in resignation.

"You've got to be the luckiest bastard I've ever met." The officer laughed out loud after speaking.

"Excuse me sir?"

"To get me as your recruiter. It's your lucky break."

"I don't understand sir."

"Have you ever heard of someone leaving the army?"

"…No sir, I haven't."

"Do you know why that is?"

"I assumed they all want to continue fighting. Is there another reason?"

"Yes. Blue Cosmos."

"The anti-Coordinator group? Why are they involved?"

"Because…they are in the army."

Scion stood up quickly as everything began playing out in his head. No one ever left the army because anyone that tried too was killed. Blue Cosmos must have thought that anyone wanting to stop fighting Coordinators wanted to help them and thus killed them.

"So…am I to die now?"

The officer laughed again before going over to his seat and signing a few papers and sliding them over Scion. It seemed to be some forms of leave along with some other documents.

"What are these other forms. Do I sign them?"

"No. They are simply stating that you died as of today…."

"What?"

"Anyone that tries to leave is to be killed, orders from up top but I just can't shoot someone your age. It wouldn't be fitting. When you leave this place out the back door you, Scion Kazuma will no longer exist. You will be legally dead."

Scion fell back into his seat. So he would leave technically but in all other aspects be dead. Where would he go? Who would take him in with no papers of identification.

"There is a man in Orb, the neutral country. I hear some top secret project with the EA. Him and some women work on creating machines to destroy the ZAFT mobile suits. He will take you in, probably as a test pilot for his machines. It may sound like a bad bit of business since it violates the treaty but the man is under the radar since his idea's were to…hollow in some respects."

"What is he making?"

"Hell if I know. I'm just saying, it will give you something to do. Now get to it. You should have enough money on you to get a shuttle."

"….I'll be going then."

"God speed and good luck."

Scion didn't respond as he signed his release papers and left the place using the back entrance. He was a free man now, more free then anyone. He was a dead man….his past with the EA, his jealous of Coordinators and his attack on Junius marked that life but he was given a new chance now. To start over as a new Scion Kazuma. After a bit of thinking…he decided not to change his name. His mother gave him that name.

Shuttle to Earth, 12:26 P.M.

Scion sat comfortably in his seat of the space shuttle as it started it's descent to earth. No one asked him to identify himself. Scion had that upstanding, hardworking, and honest citizen look. No one bothered him in the least.

He downed a bit of grape juice instead of the wine offered to the first class, he did have a bit of money from the Junius attack since his squad took three GINN's down and protected the Roosevelt until the colony 'self destructed'. He was given a hefty bonus since it was a morale booster for one squad of three machines to take down three Mobile suits since reports says it would take five Moebius to take down one GINN.

"Would you like anything else sir?" A waitress said as he passed him, thus bringing him from his thoughts.

"Oh, no thank you. I'm fine."

The waitress politely nodded as she was paid to and went on her way. Scion returned to his thoughts, thinking about his life and how foolish he was. In his youth he liked coordinators only to grow jealous of them. Yes, Scion thought about his life and decided it was time to make up for what he had done. To make a stand and redeem himself for all the innocent Coordinators that died on Junius Seven. Maybe a life in Orb would be just what he needed.

February 16, C.E. 70

Onogoro, 11:45 A.M

Scion threw his book bag unto the floor of his new apartment, he only brought money with him and one change of clothes since he decided to completely start over, though he hadn't found a way to make up for what he had helped make happened.

He stuffed his hand into his pocket and pulled out an ID card and an appointment time to speak to a man that worked in Morgenroete. He wasn't the chief researcher and wasn't directly involved in what the EA and Orb were working on. Scion would find out soon enough though.

It was an interesting prospect.

Orb Researching center, 1:50 P.M.

Scion sat in a chair waiting for his 2:00 P.M appointment. The desk clerk seemed a bit jumpy and when Scion asked why it was because the man he was seeing was known to have…some backfires that resulted in random explosions.

"Scion Kazuma is it?" A man of middle age said as he came from the only other door in the room.

"Uh, yes it is." Scion stood and bowed his head only to get a shaking head as a response.

"I'm researcher, Takashi is what I go by. You can just call me Doc."

"Doc?….Uh okay."

"Well come this way."

The man waved his hand and had Scion follow. They went through a number of labs with people working, though the place seemed to be understaffed. Then they went to a room over looking a field of some kind.

"I work in mobile suit development but….Well not all my idea are…safe. And others aren't useable to the average pilot."

"Meaning?"

"Watch."

Scion looked over the field in front of him as a mobile suit began to rise from an underground hanger. It had a Azure Core with white on the legs and arms along with the head, though the eyes were yellow.. It carried a beam rifle with a large shield with some sort of bulge in the center with three cylinder like objects that might be beam sabers. Anything else that it had Scion couldn't make it out. Scion then noticed as the machine turned it's back to him that it had six small fin like things on it's back. Two large ones were on the center of the back side by side while four smaller ones were located at four different places, one behind each leg and the other two on the shoulders.

Scion had never seen anything like it.

"What are those?"

"Fin Funnels and Boosters."

Scion turned back to the field as multiple came up. The machine stepped forward and nearly tripped in the process, it brought up the beam rifle and fired at the target and missed by a marginal distance.

"Machines like these are so difficult for Naturals to pilot that they are almost unusable even by an experienced pilot."

"Yeah, but what is so difficult about your machine?"

"The very thing that makes it special. Watch."

Scion turned again to the machine as it boosted to another test area and to Scion surprise ejected the Fin Funnels but they didn't fall to the ground like he thought they would, he know saw that Funnel wasn't a fancy word for Booster. Instead they began hovering low to the ground around the machine and soon enough they began firing at the targets and missed badly. And soon after that the funnels began firing at random places for no apparent reason.

"End the testing. It's a failure again."

"What happened?"

"To use the funnels you have to have a certain kind of awareness. We couldn't find anyone with that kind of awareness so we made a system call the psyco-frame. It enhances a person spatial awareness to a level where one can use the funnels but then we discovered that using the funnels still required one that could handle the increase which means we need someone with the awareness along with great mental strength and stability. You've been sent here to try your hand…I heard you were a hot shot pilot with unusual ability.

"Yeah but…"

"Suit up, Scion Kazuma. You want to make good on what you've done. Then help me create something that will protect Orb so they can keep their neutrality."

What could Scion say? He had nowhere else to go anyway. He would pilot this nameless machine.

Hanger Bay, 3:00 P.M

"Here you are. Some specs for the mobile suit." One of the mechanics said as he handed him a sheet with useful information.

"Thanks."

-------Mobile Suit Specs-------------

Model number: ZZZ-000

Code name: None

Unit type: Prototype Multi-Purpose Mobile suit,

Color: White and Azure, a light blue color.

Manufacturer: Morgenroete

Operator: Test pilots

First deployment: None

Accommodation: Pilot Only

Dimensions:19.02 meters

Weight:71.8 tons

Power plant: Prototype Engine

Thrusters: 95,780 kg

Generator: 3500 kW

Equipment and design features:

-------Gundanium Alloy

------- Psyco-Frame

Sensor radius: 25,600 meters

Fixed armaments:

-------75mm High Energy Beam Rifle with a bayonet attachment

-------Anti-Beam Shield with detonation charges inside

-------Fin Funnels/Fin Boosters (6x)

-------75mm automatic multi-barrel CIWS "Igelstellung" x 2

-------Two beam sabers placed behind the shoulders.

Optional Upgrades: Still in development.

------End of Specs------

"I see, thanks." Scion handed back the sheet to the mechanic.

"No problem. We're still developing other systems for it so don't think that's all it has. It's just it's current system.

"Right…"

"Oh yeah. What is this alloy on this thing?"

"Hmm? Oh that. It's a new kind of alloy that so strong that it would take a GINN a whole load on it's heavy machine gun to do any significant damage. It takes no extra energy but it's so expensive that it almost made the Doc bankrupt and it's the reason his suit was not accpeted because it did cost so much, along with the Frame being hard to use. It's useful though."

"I see...thanks."

"Again, no problem."

Scion closed the hatch and was told that he would be given an hour to get used to the controls. He gave the okay and then waited as the machine with no name was lifted up to the test field.

"Can you hear me Scion?" It was Doc.

"Yes."

"Commence with your own testing."

"Right."

Scion gripped the two sliding controls and pressed them forward and was taken aback as it stumbled forward and fell to the ground.

"Shit."

Scion pulled back on the controls along with the foot pedals to regain his standing posture.

"Eh, it's to unstable and is to sensitive."

Scion pulled down the keyboard to access the OS (operating System) and began typing at an more then average rate configuring the sensitivity controls and the stability ratio's for when the mobile came in contact with the ground, he also at this time moved the arms and head to adjust those as well.. After roughly three minutes he pushed the keyboard away and tried to talk again with amazing success. He was able to get around the whole field without falling, though he would have to spend a few days getting it to work smoothly.

Inside a protected room Doctor Takashi sat in a chair while the researchers went buzzing around recording the amazing feat. No one had been able to walk around like that without falling. Most of the pilots just got into place and stood their not moving because they couldn't get help.

"Amazing. Yumi I want you to get any and all background information on that man."

"Yes sir. I'll get on it right away."

"Doc, give me some targets." Scion said over the com, having finished his movement controls and such.

"Understood. Give him the targets." Doc said to yet another worker.

"Yes sir"

Multiple targets as before rose up and showed themselves to Scion. He aimed the gun with ease, thanks to his adjustments with the basic movement of the machine. He aimed and fired to find that either the calibration was off or it was this gun. So again the keyboard came down and he began adjusting the calibration, he tested the projection of the rifle by firing with each new setting until he hit his targets. This took roughly five minutes to do since it was a frustrating process that required the changing of longitude and latitude, along with some other minor modifications. Again, the coding was not perfect.

Everyone in the control gasped as he was able what couldn't and hadn't been done by any pilot.

"Yumi...are you sure he's a Natural?" Doc said to the same young lady from before. He had never seen a Natural with that kind of ability.

"Yes sir..his mother is a Natural though the father was a sperm donor. I'm looking up his information now."

"Very well...give him new targets."

"Yes sir."

Outside Scion messed around the detonation devices in the shield. They shot forward like small rockets and exploded. The explosions were weak by themselves to Scion went into the OS and configured everything to fire at once, which was a load of three small rockets meant for buildings or for disabling an enemy machine.

"Okay. Firing seems to be okay. What's next"

"……." The Doc listened to Yumi as she whispered in his ear about some information on Scion's past.

"Uh…Doc?"

"Oh! Yes, the funnel testing now. Just activate the psyco-frame and then well…there is no OS for the funnels so you'll have to…well you'll see."

"Roger.." Scion didn't like the way that the Doctor spoke about the psyco-frame. It just sounded strange. Scion clicked a few buttons and then threw a switch until the computer confirmed the activation of the Frame.

At first everything got very hazy before Scion adjusted to it and then realized that he was a lot more aware of things. It was a strange awareness though like he could tell what everything around him was doing. Though he didn't know what those things were without turning to look at what he was feeling.

"Okay. Just try giving commands to the funnels. After a while instinct should take over." It was the Doc of course. One of the techincal staff told him of the activation of the pysco-frame.

"Right.."

Scion breathed and spoke with his mind and sure enough the detachment of the funnels was notified by the mobile suits computer system. He could feel them floating around and when he concentrated on one funnel the others would flock to that spot, going to where his point of concentration was.

All in all it took twenty minutes for the funnels to feel natural. After that the targets were quickly destroyed.

"Holy shit did you see that?"

"No one has ever been able to use the funnels like that and this is his first time!"

More chatter went on before Doc quieted the group down and told them to call Scion back in.

"Testing is over Scion. Bring the mobile suit in."

"Understood."

The mobile suit was brought in and Scion sent home after being told to return tomorrow at the same time. When Scion did get home he thought a lot about what he did that day and the thing that stuck with him the most was his adaptability to the mobile suit. It's OS and Funnels all seemed to easy to get used too. Why couldn't other Naturals do what he did? He would have to ask the professor tomorrow about him perhaps knowing something.

February 17, C.E. 70

Orb Researching center, 2:00 P.M.

"Hello Doc. You wanted to see me?" Scion said as he walked into the Doc's private room.

"Yes, I wanted to talk to you about your performance."

"Yeah, what is it?"

"Sit down please."

"I've done some looking into on your person. Most of the information is clear except for you timely death which I assume was due to Blue Cosmos. You're lucky I found out about it and told that recruiter that I would accept people like you."

"…Thank you sir."

"You pilot my machine. No need to be thankful. Now, your mother is a natural who asked for a donor to have you correct?"

"Yes. My mother wanted a child of her own."

"Do you know who the father is?"

"No. I never thought it important."

"Hmm. Smarter then your friends weren't you? Other then the Coordinators, right?"

"Well yeah, but what does that have to do with any of this?"

"The donor…was a Coordinator."

"Wh-what? A coordinator?"

"Yes. You seem to be the first cross breed between the Naturals and Coordinators. Or as I would call you a 'Natural Coordinator'. "

"That…can't be…"

"I've looked at your school grades. Better then everyone but the Naturals. Didn't it seem strange to you? You didn't just beat them at one thing but you beat the Naturals at everything, just as a Coordinator would beat a Natural at just about everything."

Scion slumped back in his seat as everything that Takashi said slowly soaked into Scion's mind and it also fit in so well….it made sense too. His quick learning of the Moebius and his understanding of the new mobile suit. It all made so much sense then.

"So…that's why I could use the suit when the others couldn't?"

"Yes. You did in roughly forty minutes what I haven't been able to do in a year. Amazing even if the dominate genes of the Coordinators have been dulled by the recessive genes of the Naturals. Not only that but you could very well be the bridge we need to get over the Anti-Coordinator issue. "

"…So what does this mean for me?"

Takashi stood up and brought over a sheet with his battle performance.

"You are different from Coordinators in the fact that you have to work hard to gain something unlike Coordinators who are excellent in everything despite their knowledge. You on the other hand can in my opinion become greater then a Coordinator because you can increase your abilities through hard work. Though, I'm no doctor so I can't say for sure."

Scion looked at the sheet to see that his abilities with the suit were twice times as effective as the other pilots.

"But you will see…that you will get much better at using this machine. You will see very soon what I think you can become."

And so Scion stayed there piloting the mobile suit with no name designation. The machine that drew on his strange and warped abilities that came from two different worlds.

And is Scion's mind this was just what he needed. His false death and leaving the EA to start new. This was just what he needed to tear himself down and rebuild himself greater then before, greater then his jealousy and his fear of them. He could build himself in a way that he could be proud of himself and not worry about if he wasn't the best...yes...that was his new goal.

To be Scion Kazuma.

So he piloted the machine and waited to see where his life would take him next.

Authors Notes: So now things are moving along in earnest. You have learned of his childhood and how he started to hate Coordinators. You have seen him take part in the attack on Junius Seven and now he has taken command of a Gundam. Note that the Strike and Blitz and so on are just starting their contruction so at this point this nameless Gundam is the strongest one around.

I hope you all stay to see what Scion will do with this machine and what he will be forced to do because of that power. Also, depending on my reviews, which at this point I have none, I might consider going into anime story line and have Scion effect the outcome of the war that Kira was forced into.

I hope you call enjoy my writing.