A/N: Bwah! I'm not getting a single thing right.(Author bashes down his entire house with his head) Ouch that's gonna leave a mark. Anyway, to tell you guys one secret thing Fllay and Tolle are meant to kill lacus figure this puzzle out.
Disclaimer: I don't own the company that made this show.
Notes:
.. : Trailing off of words
… : Interference in communications
Italics: Private thoughts/ pronunciation.
WORDS IN ALL CAPITAL LETTERS: Very loud speech or sound.
12321: Scene change or Time frame change.
Bold words: Interruption!
Censored words: well.. there's no need for me to tell you about it.
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Chapter 7: The Mysterious Duo and Their Disturbing Gundams10 months after The Messiah Incident, 11th March, C.E.74, present time..
"Kira.. Kira?"
"Go away, I'm asleep." Kira Yamato groaned.
"Kira wake UP your wife's getting scared, little bro!"
Grumbling about stupid military wake-up schedules, he cracked his eyes open, gasped and slammed them shut again. No I've got to be hallucinating again, why do I see Fllay again. It's been so long since I last saw what I thought was her ghost. Shaking his head vigorously and drawing a gasp from his wife and sister, he opened his eyes again, sighing in relief when he saw his beloved's face instead of his dead friend.
"You see her face upon mine again do you not Kira?" Lacus asked, knowing her husband better than anyone else.
Knowing the impossibility of lying to his wife, Kira replied with all the hope he had that his sister would not blow up in his face, "Yes"
Before his sister had the chance to blow, Lacus came in. "It's alright Kira, just tell me what started it all again."
His relief suddenly was flash frozen and smashed to tiny bits. I guess Lacus would never stop asking what troubled me pretty much until I told her. Kira sighed. Bringing all the courage, which he had used to fight Raww, Rey and Dullindal, he told Lacus everything. From the part where he had seen those two pilots from the Empire of Russia to time when he had finally lost consciousness when he had remembered his one rather intense night with Fllay.
Lacus was a woman of whom one could always confide with their deepest darkest secrets without her blowing up in one's face in anger or sadness. In short, she was one in a billion, not million.
Kira finished off what he had started and looked at Lacus, hoping that she would understand.
"Don't' worry Kira, I won't get angry at you. It's just natural for one to remember such incidents because the picture of this pilot and the name really is exactly the same as your first love."
Sighing with relief, Kira embraced with his beloved Lacus Clyne. Seeing that the situation had been resolved, Chief Representative Cagalli Yulla Attha of the United Emirates of Orb and younger sister to the legendary Kira Yamato, left the two lovebirds in their embrace.
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9 months after The Messiah Incident, 29th February, C.E.74..
Empire of Russia, Novogrod, current capital..
In the great underground training facility of the Russian Elite Mobile Army, a single red head girl and brown haired boy saluted to a cloaked figure in the most deserted area of the base, the cafeteria. The food in the cafeteria was often so disgusting that even the top officers of the military who frankly were sadistic BAST8RDS admitted that the food tasted worse even than SHIT!
"Are you two ready for your mission?" The figure hissed.
"Tell the Mistress not to worry." The brown haired Tolle Koenig said coolly.
"We shall ensure the breaking of Kira Yamato's heart.. by slaying Lacus Clyne!" Fllay Alster growled.
"At extreme prejudice and discretion of course. Yamato won't know what hit his woman." Tolle finished.
"Very well. Kaira's counting on you both.. for DESTINY!"
"For destiny." The others replied.
Sudden footsteps spurred the three into action. They disappeared into the darkness. Minutes later, four cooks entered the kitchen and began to prepare yet another concoction of the disgusting rat innards stew. (YUCK!)
The duo appeared at their own gundams, a blood red Russian Mass-Produced Freedom! The other was a Navy blue RMP Blitz.
Meanwhile, the mysterious cloaked figure appeared in the outskirts of the city and entered a small and modest apartment. She lowered her hood, showing a beautiful face which looked exactly like the Princess of the Clyne Faction.. it was Meer Campbell, back from the dead.
Moving to a bedside computer, she turned the machine on a phoned a top secret frequency which revealed.. Kaira Hibiki's visage.
"Status?"
"The operatives are in position and prepared to move to the target's location." Campbell reported.
"Very good."
"Forgive me for asking, why do you call yourself the daughter of Hibiki, like Yamato and Attha in the first place." Campbell enquired.
Kaira's face froze for a moment.
"You may be my current second in command, however, perhaps another time would be fine for you." Kaira whispered.
"As you wish Mistress." The transmission was cut.
Meer moved off to her secret lab in one of her smallest rooms and began thinking, on her next invention to which Kaira would use to defeat the nation that stood between the Destiny Cradle and it's main objective (the base where the Destiny Army is placed), Orb.
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Back to present timesTwo hours it had been when Major Kira Yamato of the Orb forces shared a loving embrace with Lacus Clyne of the Clyne Faction. It on the other hand had just been one hour two minutes and forty-three seconds after Kira was certified fit to meet the new pilots.
Kira strolled quietly out of the hospital with his wife and entered the waiting car, which would take them to the meeting point for the soldiers coming in from Russia.
Far to the North of the surface landing pad of the Archangel Hanger was the blood red RMP Freedom, which had been given the name, Vengeance. Beside it was it's deadly friend, the Assassin.
"Are you ready Kapitan Koenig?" Alster smirked.
"Ahh. I see you're ability to speak in the Russian accent is impressive, Major Alster. However, we need not do such things in private." Tolle gave a nasty smirk of his own.
"For one to be effective in espionage, one must learn to act like a true professional at all times." Fllay stated by rote.
"You act to much like General Campbell. Could it be that you are jealous of her?" Tolle sneered.
"You-"
"This is Captain Miriallia Haww, chief of communications in the Angels of Freedom. You are currently entering our airspace. Please identify yourselves" came a rather familiar voice from over the radio.
Fllay was taken aback. How did this woman's voice make her shiver, the Ice Princess of the Destiny Army?
"Ahh.. We're the two pilots who were picked from the auditions for the new squadron that your government is forming. We're.. we're transmitting our identification now." Fllay was absolutely surprised at herself. She who had trained for many months to stay calm in any situation was now stuttering like an idiot.
"Please wait a moment." The voice said with a barely discernable whisper.
The radio was switched off. Tolle felt his superior's fear and asked, " Hey Major, you know who she was? That girl over the radio? She sounds kinda familiar to me and she gave the creeps as well. What do you think?"
"I.. I think we should find this girl and monitor the situation. If she proves to be a nuisance, we have to dispose of her as well as Lacus Clyne." Came the soft reply.
"Come on Major, your avoiding the first question!"
"Alright.. I have no idea who in heaven's name that girl was.. and your right, she did give me the creeps." Fllay sighed and looked out of her cockpit screen for the first time in the many minutes and saw the Archangel Hanger.
"Wow." She gasped.
"It sure is grand ain't it?" Tolle prompted.
What Tolle said surely is an understatement. Fllay thought. The surface of the Archangel Hanger was magnificent and huge. The base was basically a sheer cliff face that had tens of laser gattling canons stationed at strategic points that in Fllay's eyes didn't even leave the slightest of blind spots. On the top of the base was a plain which was full of automated laser cannons as well as a number of missile racks which Fllay did not recognize. At the center of the defense matrix, was a sweeping platform that led to a sheer drop. What was inside, she did not know.
Fllay's wonderment of the fortress was cut short by a simple text message which came up on her screen:
The Archangel Hanger welcomes the brave pilots from the Empire of Russia and requests the two pilots, Fllay Alster and Tolle Koenig to land and disembark at the point of the beacon on your radar screen.
Both pilots snapped their eyes onto the radar. A beacon had been detected in the center of the base, on the platform.
"Alright Kapitan. Time to act like a Russian and do our job right." Fllay ordered in her Russian accent.
"Righto Major"
Both RMPs flew onto the platform they were assigned to and began a quick shut down of the engines.
While shutting their suits down, Fllay noticed a platoon of officers step out onto the platform through a very well camouflaged stairwell, which looked like any other part of the platform. Fllay saw Lacus come out and she snarled.
Then the last two officers stepped out and the hearts of both pilots froze, literally.
Fllay gasped at the second last officer. He bore the insignia of a Major and was about a year older than her. His face bore the look of having gone through much hardship and lost many loved ones. But his eyes, those amethyst eyes were the ones which scared her the most. The familiarity of those sad eyes shattered Fllay's heart. Only the need to fully shut her suit down prevented her from flying out of the Vengeance and to the strange officer's side, to comfort him.
Tolle attempted to jump to his feet a whacked his head against the top of his cockpit for all his troubles. The final officer who had stepped out into the openness of the platform was astoundingly familiar. Her shiny badge of a captain's insignia shone in the bright sunlight. However, her could not take his eyes off that sad look in the girls eyes, they looked like she had met a person who had left her long ago. Though she looked as young as himself, she was acting with the same ramrod posturing of an old veteran of many a battle.
Outside the suits was an entirely different atmosphere. Everyone was rigid with tenseness. Wondering why these two pilots looked familiar and had the exact same names as their good old pals who died in the first war. To make matters worse, the two Gundam like sutis looked just like the Freedom and the Blitz. Knowing that Russia had taken little part in the first and second Coordinator / Natural war, who knew what those people of the North, had built?
Kira was struggling to remain calm as a female helmeted Russian jumped off her suit and onto the platform with all the grace of a swan. Kira also disliked the fact that the blood red mobile suit looked just like his second Gundam, Freedom. For all he knew, those two Gundams could have been reconstructed from the originals. It was disturbing indeed.
Miriallia forced herself from letting the tears come out when she saw the male pilot take off his helmet as he got out of his cockpit. The young man really looked like Tolle and the thing where the man's name was the same as Tolle broke Miri's already fragile and poorly patched up heart.
Tolle saw his superior leap from her suit and make her way towards the small greeting party. Tolle gathered his own legs beneath him and made an almighty jump which he calculated would get him to around five meters in front of his suit. There was a gasp and Tolle, recognizing the voice lost concentration and looked up.
There she was, that strange girl who had somehow gotten him to hit the top of his cockpit. Little did Tolle know that he was about to get another injury because of one Miriallia Haww.
Tolle was so busy looking at the young officer that he did not see the ground coming up towards him really quickly. With a nice bang which dented the platform's once spotless and new metal surface, Tolle Koenig hit the ground with enough force to shatter a particle shield. Not very nice, especially when you're just a human with rather strong bones but considered weak against reinforced steel beams or sheets.
Still, one would have to admit the amazing amount of fortune Tolle Koenig had to be wearing Russia's special shock absorbent suits which could withstand any ballistic or projectile attacks except for nuclear missiles. Anyway, there was no one who would use nukes against one soldier.
Of course Tolle could have been even more fortunate if he had worn the helmet for though his body was protected from shocks, Tolle did a close re-enactment of what happened to Major Athrun Zala yesterday; his nose rammed the ground with a resounding bang which made everyone wince.
To be continued..
Preview: When things are confusing, it is always best to sit back, relax and have a talk on the problem with the people who have always helped you or the problem itself. Precisely what Kira Yamato does when he meets Tolle and Fllay of the Russian Elite. However, not all questions can be answered. Next on The Revenge of Zaft, Some Questions Can Never Be Answered.
A/N: I hope that this is better than the last chapters. Mind you, do you think it would be wise to change format again? Please R and R.