Celestial Being outpost
Lagrange 3
"Well this is just great," Lockon smarted, ticking off his fingers. "Something weird happens with the Twin Drive during a test. We end up being teleported or transpositioned or whatever. We get into a fight with who knows how many unknowns. And we lost Setsuna and the 00!" The three remaining Gundam Meisters were gathered around a table as Ptolemy was getting prepared to be launched. "At least those other mobile suits were weak."
"I'm more worried about Setsuna. Assuming he survived the fall to Earth, that Earth could be very different from what we know."
"Setsuna is alive," Tieria stated simply. "If he could survive 4 years alone without support, not to mention his old life as a child soldier, then he is definitely alive now. Besides, I'm more concerned with our technical difficulties. Why did we start having communication trouble now of all times? Our comms are even designed to resist jamming and GN-particle interference."
"Now that you mention it," Allelujah started, "did we ever have a communication malfunction in our Gundams?"
"Not since I became a Meister," said Tieria, "and never in space."
"Will that make it harder to find Setsuna then?" Lockon wondered.
"Not necessarily," Allelujah explained, "I saw where he fell down... sort of. So all we have to do is search the area..."
"Why are you sounding so unsure?"
"Well... I didn't see much of his descent. All that I can be sure of is that he went down over Africa, Europe and the Middle East."
"Oh great, that means we only need to search one third of an entire hemisphere. That'll make it easy on us." Tieria frowned through this line of thought, then looked to the door.
"You can come in if you want." Seconds tick by as the other two look at Tieria and each other. The door to the room opened and Feldt stood there, hands clasped together and head down.
"Feldt," Allelujah spoke up, "are you alright?"
"I-" she stopped and started again, "I- I wanted to know if there was any- anything I could do to help." The Gundam Meisters all frowned in comprehension.
"Feldt," said Tieria, "please take a seat." Feldt, despite Tieria's neutral tone, actually jumped a little. A moment passed. Feldt slowly moved over and took a seat at the table.
"What is it Feldt?" Allelujah asked. "Did something happen when we were out there?" Feldt finally looked up at all of them.
"You're... not mad at me?"
"Why would we be?"
"I... Sumeragi asked me to look after Setsuna and I... I wasn't there when he..."
"Not at all!" Allelujah stated.
"None of this is your fault Feldt," Tieria assured."
"Yeah," said Lockon, "this is all Setsuna's fault; up-and-running straight into battle when he's supposed to be resting."
"That being said," Tieria's voice adopted his usual tone, "there is something you can help us with." Feldt perked up. "Allelujah saw the 00 enter the Earth's atmosphere alongside another vessel. We need you to analyze the descent and try and narrow down a possible landing site." She stood right up, tears of great relief clinging to her eye lashes.
"Yes, I'll get right on it!"
The Archangel
Northern Africa
Flay placed a cold cloth onto Kira's forehead while Tolle, Sai, Kuzzey, and Miriallia were standing by the doctor.
"So as I said," said the doctor, "despite his fever, there's no sign of infection and no apparent internal damage. Right now we can't do much more than give him plenty of liquids and try to lower his body temperature."
"That's it?" asked Sai.
"Well, this is the first time I've had to give medical treatment to a coordinator. I don't claim to be an expert when it comes to diagnosing coordinators; however, I do understand their physical functions are superior to ours. So if I were you I wouldn't worry too much about it."
"But still-" Sai started to say.
"He may look the same as the rest of us, but his internal capabilities are somewhat different. He has a body physically capable of greater strength, a mind capable of acquiring more knowledge and so on. No fatal disease will develop with that immune system. Sure, a bullet wound would prove lethal and sometimes he may get sick, but it would be a greater risk to us than to him."
"And what about him?" Tolle asked, nodding towards the olive skinned guy who unconscious on the bed across from Kira. Kuzzey and Sai had actually helped the mechanics in opening the unknown mobile suit. The machine in question was surprisingly complicated, taking a couple of hours to open the cockpit and pull the pilot out.
"Oh, his condition is much less than Kira's, despite both of them falling through the atmosphere. As far as I can tell is he is just unconscious and could-" The intercom by the door beeped.
"La Flaga here. I'm coming in." The door opened and Mu walked in. "How's the kid?"
"Recovering," said the doctor, "as I was just explaining to his friends."
"And him?" Mu asked, scrutinizing the unknown pilot and his unfamiliar flight suit. The accompanying helmet was lying on the floor next to the bed, it's visor heavily tinted.
"Again, as I was just explaining: his condition is much less severe than Kira's. As far as I can tell, he is just unconscious and could wake up at any time." The doctor glanced over at him, noting his calm breathing. "Do you think he's a threat to anyone here?"
"No idea, but I don't want to take any chances. I think it would be best if we moved him to a more secure location. Not just yet though."
"He could wake up at any second sir." Sai said, sounding worried. "For all we know, he could be ZAFT."
"I don't know," Mu said, thinking back to that fight in orbit. "I saw another machine out there like the one he was in and it was fighting the stolen Buster and fighting well at that." He decided not to mention that same suit also attacked Earth Alliance mobile armors."
"About his machine," Kuzzey wondered, "could it be like... a sister-mobile suit to the Strike?" Mu had to shrug.
"Your guess is as good as mine. It does look like a G Unit though."
"Or Gundam, whatever Kira calls it." Sai said with slight humor.
Unnoticed by the others, Setsuna cautiously opened one eye, glanced around, and closed it.
ZAFT ship Vesalius
space
Athrun was hovering watching the hanger where the Blitz and Aegis were being repaired; Athrun had his thoughts going to several days ago to when he, Yzak, Dearka, and Nicol stole the mobile suits built by the EA. Thinking back to his childhood friend Kira being the pilot of the Strike and how many times they had fought already. The door to his left slid open to let Nicol in, "Oh, so there you are." Nicol smiled over while Athrun glanced over, "Both Yzak and Dearka made it to Earth safely, we just found out a minute ago."
"Good." Athrun responded watching Nicol floated into the room with a small device under his arm.
"No ETA on the return though. From what I've been told they're expected to remain at the Gibraltar base for a while."
"Yzak's wound isn't a major problem for him is it?"
"I'm not sure, but I wouldn't be too worried about him even in the last round he was able to put up a good fight."
"Until those machines showed up." said Athrun, "The ones that attacked everyone. Those mobile suits were insane, it took two of us to even push one of them back. Even with three of us, we still got beaten."
"Well... would you like to learn a little more about them?"
"What?" Nicol held up the device he had, an audio player with a wired pair of earpieces.
"Some of the CICs picked up some chatter during the battle. They were confused because it sounded like a burst transmission; but it was broadcast over one of our frequencies."
"Ours?"
"Yeah." He offered an earpiece. "Wanna hear it?" Athrun shrugged, why not, and placed the earpiece in one of his ears. Nicol put the other piece in one of his ears and hit the play button.
"Setsuna, this is Allelujah, we need to withdraw! Setsuna-" Athrun frowned.
"Is that it?"
"Yeah."
"Play it again." He did.
"Setsuna, this is Allelujah, we need to withdraw! Setsuna-" Athrun crossed his arms.
"If this is from those unknowns... why did they need to withdraw? They totally overpowered us."
"Maybe they had a complicated objective."
"Like what?"
"I don't know."
Ptolemaios II
The ship was just about ready to set off as Sumeragi and the Gundam Meisters gathered in the briefing room. The door opened and Feldt entered, wiping sweat off her brow.
"Okay, after analyzing the combat recordings from the past mission and comparing them with the map of Earth, and some trajectory equations from Anew, I narrowed down the possible area for Setsuna's landing." She approached the console and brought up the data that she cultivated. The monitor on the floor displayed an area encompassing much of north Africa. "I'm sorry."
"What are you apologizing for?" Sumeragi asked.
"For not being able to narrow it down further."
"Don't be ridiculous," said Tieria, a bemused expression on his face, "this search area is more than enough for the three of us."
"If all goes well," Allelujah spoke up, "we should be able to find him in less then a day."
"I agree," said Sumeragi. "Okay, Lockon, you take Cherudim from the Sinai and move inward, toward the Sudan. Tieria, begin at the Straits of Gibraltar and proceed over the Atlas Mountains. And Allelujah, start in the southern Sahel and cross search northward. We'll keep searching until we recover Setsuna." All the Meisters concurred. And filed out of the room. Lockon was the last, turning to look over his shoulder.
"Keep up the good work Feldt, you're doing great." Feldt was taken aback for a moment, but then she smiled and nodded.
"Right, I will."
"So our suspicions were correct," Linda Vashti said as Saji finished his explanation, "unpurified GN particles do have averse effects on the human body." Saji subconsciously reached up and grasped the string bearing his ring.
"Is... is there anything... anything that could be done to help her?" Linda frowned in thought.
"This Louise, what is the full extent of her injuries?"
"Her entire left hand, about half her forearm."
"Then I would guess her prognosis would be better than Lasse."
"Lasse?"
"Lasse Aeon, the helmsman of the Ptolemaios."
"Oh, him."
"His body was saturated with pseudo GN particles. He didn't lose any limbs, but his body was still greatly effected. Despite what treatments we've given him, we estimate he only has a few years left."
"You mean, his... condition is terminal?" Linda nodded.
"Which is why your Louise has a preferable prognosis, aside from the loss of her hand."
"But, you were able to treat him?"
"To an extent, purging a large amount of residual particles from Lasse's body, but his condition is still critical. We advised him to take it easy, but he insists on operating Ptolemy until he dies."
"So... if you had the chance to examine Louise?"
"We would be able to remove residual particles, assuming they are still there after four years." Ah... "That doesn't mean we can't help her. Arrange for us to meet and I'll do everything I can." Saji instantly perked up.
"You mean it?"
"Absolutely; especially for a victim of the Thrones." Saji had to blink a few times.
"You sound like you hate them." Linda crossed her arms.
"Well... considering how we were adhering to Aeolia Schenberg's Plan, things are getting difficult, not out of hand; and then those three show up. They attack a Union military base for no reason, destroy a wedding (and harm your friend) and even attack a civilian armaments factory; in short, they ruined everything. So yes, I loathe them."
The Archangel
Northern Africa
Setsuna had let himself fall asleep for the last few hours and it didn't seem to cause any problems as the crew just left him to do just thinking that he was still unconscious from the last battle. Kira was starting to wake up to see Birdy right in front of him, the small green robot looked at him curiously and flapped its wings.
"Hey Birdy..." Kira heard his curtains open next to him and turned to see Flay.
"You're finally awake." Flay said seeing Kira looking at quite surprised.
"Flay." Kira said, surprised to see her. Kira tried to get up but could feel his body aching which kept him from getting up all the way.
"You really shouldn't try to sit up so quickly!" Flay said helping Kira back down to relax and smiled to him.
"Where am I Flay?" Kira asked seeing the room but hadn't seen Setsuna yet on the other side of the room behind Flay.
"The ship's infirmary, they said you were unconscious when you landed on the ship. I guess that explains why you don't remember."
"So then we must have landed."
"On Earth in a desert, we arrived sometime last night." Flay explained to Kira who laid his head back down to look at the ceiling while Flay looked over her shoulder at the other pilot, seeing his slow breathing. Wish they would lock that guy up soon.
Ptolemaios II
"Are you comfortable Miss Returner?"
"Oh, I'm fine," answered Anew, sitting in her new seat on the bridge.
Ptolemy had just set off, quickly heading in the direction of Earth. All aboard, the remaining Gundams, GN Archer, and the 0-Raiser. And in addition to the Meisters and crew, Anew Returner formally joined the crew and Marie and Saji rejoined to assist Ian. On the bridge, Sumeragi was checking the navigational data over Mileina's shoulder. It looked like the distance between Earth and Lagrange 3 was the same as before, so it shouldn't take them more than a day at full speed.
"Have the Gundams launch ahead of us," Sumeragi ordered, floating over to her command chair.
"Roger that ma'am." Mileina responded, connecting to the controls for the launching procedures, "Deck 1, deck 2 are now open."
"Seravee, Arios, Cherudim, prepare for launch," Feldt reported to the Meisters. "Increasing linear catapult voltage. Transferring launch timing to Seravee."
"Roger that," Tieria responded, "Seravee, Tieria Erde, launching!"
"Arios, Allelujah Haptism, flying to the target!"
"Cherudim, Lockon Stratos, targeted and firing!" The three Gundams launched and rocketed towards Earth.
Several hours later...
Setsuna sighed opening his eyes to see that he was in another room, it seemed to be a crews quarters, They must had moved me while I was out, Setsuna thought, sitting up quickly.
*clink*
Setsuna looked down and noticed he was handcuffed to the bed post. Turning his wrist around, he was relieved to see that it was a more basic handcuff than the ones the Earth Sphere Federation were using. Using his free hand, he lowered the main zipper of his suit part way and reached in. Hopefully they didn't do a thorough search of- yes. Within an inside pocket of his suit, above his hip on his left side, was pocket-knife with a locking blade and screwdriver. He took it out, gingerly unfolded the blade, and proceeded to insert it into the keypoint. Pressing the thick blade against the metal nub in the point, he eventually heard a click and the cuff opened. Refolding the pocket-knife and placing it back in his suit, he noticed his helmet on the bedside table. Redoing the zipper, he grabbed his helmit and quickly reattached it. Now find 00 and leave, Setsuna thought, heading toward the door. He exited, but ducked back inside the when he sighted someone leaving another room. The person he saw was Tolle, who had just woken up himself. Setsuna spotted Mir leave the room to help him put on his EA uniform but couldn't hear what they were saying but saw they were looking away down the other hall. Setsuna took the chance to rush out of the room and headed in the other direction. Looking all around, he had to winged inwardly. Every hallway seemed the same to him.
"This ship is a maze," Setsuna muttered under his breath, turning a corner. An alarm started blaring! "Did they find out that I'm gone already!" Setsuna said aloud in slight surprise, but he figured that they would have noticed at some point.
"All hands to level two battle stations," a voice echoed over the intercoms, "I repeat, all hands to level two battle stations!" Soon there were a series of explosions and the vessel shook slightly.
So it's an attack, I better hurry.
Kira bolted up in a cold sweat.
"The enemy?" He was still for several moments, but then swiftly jumped to his feet. "I'm not letting anyone die anymore," he told himself, quickly getting dressed, "I won't allow it!" He hurried out of the room as Flay stirred under the covers. She curled up, reminiscing the sensations that Kira gave her earlier. Her body actually shivered with excitement upon that recollection.
Why didn't she think of this earlier?
"Protect us... get rid of them all..." She smiled. Intimate sensations aside, that was totally worth it!
Why didn't she think of this earlier?
She began to laugh.
A door opened and an engineer stepped out. Setsuna quickly sweapt up and grabbed him, forcing him against the wall. "Where is the hanger?" Setsuna demanded in his cold voice which startled the engineer greatly.
"I-it's just down the hall to the right!" Setsuna shoved him away and took off in the direction of the hanger. Coming to the door, it opened and he entered, spied 00 laid out on the hanger floor and made for it-
"Hold it right there!"
["Zips" - TM Revolution]
ZAFT Gibraltar Base
A line of flame erupted along the treeline as a salvo of missiles impacted the area.
"Commander," the base commander spoke into a communicator, "please confirm that the target has been taken out."
"Yes sir," replied the BuCUE team commander, "not that it matters; nothing could survive that barrage. Have all units- WHAT THE!?" A massive laser blast obliterated five BuCUEs and severely damaged four others as they scattered. From the burning trees, Seravee appeared, rising until it oversee the entire base. A dozen or so Ginn started firing at him, several shots hit but didn't leave a mark on Seravee's armor.
"GN field is still needed apparently," Tieria noted, enabling the GN field as he pushed his Gundam forward, searching for any sign of 00. More turrets and mobile units started firing too, the GN field easily negating every shot fired, save for the handful of ballistic rounds.
"Setsuna do you read me?" Tieria asked over the comm. He got... static? "Setsuna F. Seiei, this is Tieria Erde, can you hear me?" He was answered by more static. This was much worse than what Allelujah and Lockon described earlier. "Ptolemy, I am unable to get a signal in this area and I also don't see any sign of Setsuna or 00." More static. "Ptolemy, do you read?" Static. Not good, whatever was interfering with their comms was most definitely something on this Earth. After one last look-around, and firing a few disabling shots at the turrets, Tieria maneuvered Seravee and took off toward the sky, leaving the mobile suits to watch it fly into the clouds and out of sight.
The base commander could just stare.
"What sort of machine was that? That wasn't an Alliance machine, was it?"
Eurasian Federation Suez Base
Cherudim crashed into the ground and brought it's shield to bear as a massive wave of rockets shot straight at him... and all missed, devastating the ground around it.
"Oh now that's not very nice," Lockon commented, as the bases began scrambling a dozen-or-so twin turbine VTOL fighter-craft and a lot of anti-air support vehicles. "And I just wanted to ask you guys a simple question." The VTOLs charged ahead. Lockon relaxed Cherudim's shield and enabled his GN-field, expecting a laser and missile barrage. Missiles were launched and Cherudim brandished its beam pistols and easily shot some of them out of the sky, the explosions blowing apart or knocking the rest off-target. Then, as VTOLs dived low, closing distance, they followed up their missile barrage with... chain gun bullets? The enemy rounds more-or-less bounced off.
"Weak, weak!"
"Focus Haro."
"Sorry, sorry." Lockon rolled his eyes, groaning inwardly as his put away one of Cherudim's pistols, using the other to disable one... two... three... next one... next one...
"Any signal from 00 yet?" Lockon asked just before firing again. "I feel almost bad for these guys."
"No signal, no signal," Haro reported as the last VTOL stalled into the ground.
"Still no connection to Ptolemy?" Lockon asked Haro, witnessing a pair of pilots ejecting from their craft AFTER it hit the ground.
"Negative, negative!" Haro responded his eyes flashing.
"Fine..." Lockon growled, before his Gundam's sensors went off. In the base proper, the missile trucks that missed him previously fired another massive rocket barrage. What the hell? Don't they know the pilots out here?! "Haro! Use the bits!"
"Deploying shield bits, deploying shield bits!" Several small green plates detached from Cherudim and took off toward the swarm of heavy ordinance. Spiraling around, the shield bits rapid-fired at the approaching rockets, massive airburst explosions reverberating through the dawn sky and causing metal fragments to rain upon the already broken ground.
"Still no signal Haro?" Lockon asked, monitoring the downed (but not destroyed) VTOLs.
"Affirmative, affirmative." Lockon sighed.
"Right, guess there's no point in staying then."
["Zips" - END]
Archangel hanger
Mu aimed a sidearm at Setsuna, his hands cautiously raising.
"Finally awake I see." Mu kept a steady aim as Setsuna slowly turned around. "Now perhaps you can tell me: who are you? before I walk you back to the medical wing." Another blast echoed from outside. Behind Mu, Setsuna saw the Strike being loaded up onto the launch catapult. Setsuna looked to his 00 lying on the ground. "Don't even think about it!" Mu warned, only for the entire ship to shake and knock him off balance. Setsuna dashed toward 00 and quickly managed to climb along its chest, sealing the hatch behind him. Mu looked fast to see 00's eyes flash bright blue and slowly start to sit up, "That thing is still functional after what happened in orbit?" Mu turned and ran toward his Sky Grasper, already prepped for launch. "Open the hanger door, we'll need him out of here for me to launch."
"But sir what about the mobile suit?" one engineer called seeing 00 walking toward the second launch bay.
"If he was with ZAFT do you think we'd still be alive right now?" Mu asked slipping his helmet on before another shake filled the ship. "Get me ready for launch!" Mu called while 00 entered the launch area and began to walk toward the exit hatch instead of using the launch catapult.
"Mu! Are you there?" Captain Ramius' voice called through the radio. "What's going on in there?"
"I'm kind of busy Captain. But if you must know, our uninvited guest is about to sortie."
"What?" Setsuna did a quick look-over of his controls, and noticed a light indicating an unencrypted broadcast. He switched on the radio.
"Unknown mobile suit!" this woman sounded angry, "deactivate your machine and get off the catapult!" Catapult? Oh, for their mobile suits.
"There's no need for that," Setsuna said aloud.
"What was that?! I don't know who you are, but you are already in over your head! Deactivate your machine and return to the hanger where you will be taken into custody, or else!" That's definitely no hollow threat, but he doubted she would be able to carry it out.
"00 Gundam, Setsuna F. Seiei, launching!"
"What? Did you not hear-?" He silenced that channel. The GN drives turned back and 00 took off with Mu's Sky Grasper trailing behind from the other catapult.
["00 Gundam" - Kawai Kenji]
"00 dispatching targets!" 00 readied its GN Swords and switched them into rifle mode once he saw the ZAFT combat helicopters and began firing, hitting one. Setsuna saw the Strike punch a BuCUE and send it flying into a missile, destroying it. That pilot is good, Setsuna thought, spinning 00 around with its rifle now aimed at another copter and fired at it.
"Damn you..." one of the BuCUE pilots growled charging toward the Strike and leapt over dodging its Vulcan guns and started to speed off.
Kira aimed down the main rifle of the Launcher Strike and was about to fire when an alarm rang in the cockpit to signal that the Strike was running low on power.
"This is bad; I've used the Agni way too much." Suddenly a series of missiles struck around the Strike, the copters flew overhead and one fired a direct hit into the torso of the Strike knocking it onto its rear end.
In the bridge of the Archangel Captain Murrue Ramius and the rest watched all that was happening as the 00 was currently out of sight.
"Give him cover, Archangel slow advance." She ordered watching three helicopters and the last of the BuCUE's surrounded the Strike.
"Too risky, if the Strike takes a hit in its current state its PS armor will be drained!" Natarle Badgiruel called up.
Kira watched as ZAFT forces got even closer and the warning of his low energy continued to ring through the cockpit. Setsuna cut a copter in half before he heard a missile and looked to the Strike's position and saw a missile hit one of the copters with a direct hit. "Reinforcements?" Setsuna wondered aloud, looking to where the missile came from and spotting several vehicles approaching. The new arrivals started fired more missiles and several heavy machinegun turrets. 00 took off toward one of the BuCUE's, which swerved to evade the missiles but 00 kicked it in the side of the head knocking it away. The BuCUE landed on its feet and attempted to evade, only for Setsuna to easily begin pursuit.
Through the clouds, Arios flew north with Allelujah staring at his radar spotting several moving targets bellow. He drove Arios down to where he could better see where he saw explosions and the machinegun fire.
"What's going on here?" Allelujah looked to his right and was instantly relieved. "Setsuna!" Allelujah called out, "I knew you were still alive!" Arios transformed and dived toward 00. Arios transformed and landed on the other side of the BuCUE. Beam sabers sliced the sandwiched BaCUE to explosive bits.
"Allelujah, glad to see one friendly face around here." Setsuna commented but his attention was drawn back to the Strike, facing two Agile attack helicopters and three BuCUE's. "I'm going after them!" 00 connected both blades together and took off.
"Setsuna hold up!" Allelujah called as Arios transformed again and soared upward, following the 00's path from above. "Trouble, then more trouble." Allelujah sighed.
Setsuna continued to watch the BuCUE's and the Strike.
"He's leading them somewhere." Setsuna guessed seeing them trying to keep up until the Strike landed in a dune. "I've got it!" Setsuna shouted charging toward the spot. Kira turned the Strike toward the BuCUE's seeing them jump towards him.
"I have no choice but to trust them." Kira thought thinking back to the instructions he had received a few moments ago from an unknown person. The Strike jumped back once more just before the BuCUE's landed.
"Perfect." Cagalli smiled taking out a switch and pressed the red button, suddenly several explosions came from that same dune exploding around the BuCUE's. Cagalli smiled pressing another button which set off a massive explosion on the BuCUE's but at the last second one emerged from the dune flying after the Strike.
"You're mine!" the pilot screamed after the Strike but through the fire of the massive explosion behind him the 00 emerged with bright blue eyes and its massive sword, "What!" he shouted looking over his shoulder before the 00 swung its double bladed sword into the back of the BuCUE and forced it down toward the desert ground with it, once both machines hit the ground, the BuCUE detonated.
The Strike landed as pieces of BuCUE's landed around it; quickly the Phase shift armor deactivated and the suit became completely gray in color. Kira was panting, his adrenaline starting to wane. A massive cloud of smoke and burning sand where he was seconds earlier.
"Happy now Setsuna?" Allelujah asked, "We have to leave now." There was no response from 00 as it just stared at the Strike.
"Setsuna?"
"I heard you; I'm staying for now Allelujah. Let everyone know that both I and 00 are safe." Setsuna said blankly seeing the vehicles of the unknowns appear next to the Strike on a cliff as they watched the ZAFT forces retreat. "I'm going to find out what is up with that Gundam." Setsuna said seeing the Archangel now in full view flying toward the same cliff.
Cagalli exited her vehicle to look up to the Strike as it stood reflecting the light from the sunrise, she turned her head back to face the 00 and Arios then back to the Strike.
"More G-Weapons?" Cagalli thought before a loud sound was heard and looked back to the transformed Arios flying straight up toward the sky and was flying until it was well out of sight.
00 turned to face the Strike as both mobile suits stared at one another.
Two Gundams in the burning desert sands.