Chapter 2
U.C. 0095 January 10th
Beams flew all over the place. None of us were trained for the shear amount of beam-machinegun fire from the enemy Geara Dogas.
(Comms) "Bloody Hell!" said call sign Charlie 4. "Why do the bad guys always get the good stuff!?"
(Comms) "I don't give a crap! We just need to do something!" screamed Charlie 2.
(Comms) "I'll shoot down more than you."
(Comms) "Be quiet you two!" yelled Charlie 1. "We got bogeys at two o'clock!"
The battle raged on. We were almost at Industrial 7 and the Colonel just downed another enemy Mobile Suit when it happened.
"Sir, we got a problem." I said.
(Comms) "What's the problem, Fritz?" asked the Colonel. I took a deep breath and replied, "The Ignis has disappeared."
(Comms) "WHAT IN THE BLAZES!?" came the shout that I was expecting. (Comms) "What sort of bull- are you…"
"Wait sir," I said. I looked carefully at Industrial 7's docking bay. I saw a ship. It was the Ignis. On top of that, there were no enemy MS within its vicinity.
"What the hell…?" How did it get there in a span of about five minutes, when we were still two miles away? And why wasn't it under fire?
(Comms) "Downed another!" said Charlie 3. Then something else appeared something fast, something VERY fast. It was red.
Charlie 3's POV
I noticed another enemy Mobile Suit. It was hiding behind an asteroid and was just observing the battle. It had a t-shaped head, a mono-eye, a heat saber, and a 380mm bazooka. Hmm, I thought, it must be a MS-09 Dom variant. I smiled. It was all alone and it was outdated. I could get him, I thought. I gunned my thrusters and charged the enemy Mobile Suit, guns blazing. The enemy, caught by surprised, tried to return fire with the bazooka but one of my beams hit the bazooka and it blew up. I did a fist pump in my cockpit. Now at this range, I could see some of the details of the Mobile Suit. It had big, fat sleeves. A Dom variant with big, fat sleeves would be a Dreissen. The Dreissen's mono-eye made a dim flash and a low-pitched 'vwong' sound. Wait a minute, I thought as the Dreissen raised one arm, if that's a Dreissen, that would mean… The sleeve on the Dreissen's right arm adjusted, revealing a triple-barreled beam machine gun.
"SHIT!"
I tried to pull up, but the massive volley of beam fire tore my left leg apart. Not my REAL leg, of course, but I could still feel the heat from the melted armor. The Dreissen fired a volley of… rockets from its backpack, but I evaded those easily. Then suddenly, a beam hit me out of nowhere. I looked around. More beams hit me. "What the hell?" I thought. "It should only be just me and that Dreissen…which means that those weren't rockets!"
I immediately opened my comms and tried to warn my comrades. "Don't come over here guys! This guy… This guy has FUNNELS! RUN! RUN!" I turn around just in time to see the Dreissen draw its heat sabre. My life flashed before my eyes.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
The last thing I saw was the super-heated blade being jammed into my cockpit.
Eric's POV
(Comms) "Don't come over here guys! This guy… This guy has FUNNELS! RUN! RUN! AAAAAAAAAA- *static*"
I sat there dumbfounded. I never knew the guy's real name. Actually, I never knew the names of everyone else. But yet, one just died, and soon, the rest of us were to follow.
(Comms) "Where the hell did he- HOLY SHI- *static*"
(Comms) "Charlie 2! Come in Charlie 2! Answer me damn it!"
(Comms) "AMMO! SOMEONE GET ME AMMO!"
(Comms) "It's that purple Mobile Suit… Watch out for that purple Mobile Suit!"
I shot down another Geara Doga before moving to intercept a barrage of missiles. Then I heard the transmission no escort personnel wants to hear.
(Comms) "This is the Aether! We're currently under fire! Repeat! We're under- *static*"
I immediately turned around, which was not a good idea because a moment later, my left arm was torn off by the missiles I forgot to intercept.
Crap, I thought, but my eyes we're focused on the Aether, where its bridge used to be. Now, that space was occupied by a purple AMS-129 Geara Zulu, a new Neo-Zeon model that surprisingly resembles a German Storm Trooper from World War I. My eyes widened in fear. Colonel Steiger, (not sure what he was doing all this time), moved to engage a nearby Dom… or at least I think it's a Dom. Whatever, I thought. The Colonel is badass enough to handle him. I need to kill this purple guy. I opened up on the purple Mobile Suit but he evaded my shots easily. He started shooting at me. I tried to evade, but more beam machine gun fire hit me from the rear.
"CRAP!"
The Dom, no wait, it's a Dreissen, rocketed towards me firing its beam machine gun from its left arm while drawing its heat sabre with its right.
I attempted to return fire, but me beam rifle was hit by enemy fire. I drew my beam sabre in an attempt to defend myself. But it was useless. Multiple beams came at me from different directions at the same time. Crap, I thought. He had Funnels. As my Jegan exploded, I saw the Colonel's Mobile Suit being torn apart by beam fire from other Funnels.
Then I blacked out.
-Flashback, U.C. 0095 January 7th
Sophie's POV
Dear Mom,
How are you? I'm doing fine here. Thanks for the letter. I've been assigned to the Clop-class cruiser Illustrious. I find sleeping in this zero-g environment pretty comforting. I think you should try it too, Mom. Maybe you'll…
My writing was cut short by the radio.
(Comms) "Ensign Mason, your presence is requested in the Bridge."
"Roger that, I'm coming," I said. I folded up my letter and put it in my desk along with my pencil. Don't worry Mom, I thought, I'll be back. I opened the door to my room and floated into the hallway. Lightly, I kicked at the wall and I slowly floated towards the bridge, all the while thinking about a recent dream I had. It was about a boy. He was floating through space. There was blood everywhere. Wreckages of destroyed Mobile Suits were floating around along with human body parts. An intact Mobile Suit floated towards the boy. The boy tried to float away, but it was already too late.
And the Mobile Suit shot the boy to bits.
Author's note: SORRY! I'M SO SORRY THAT THIS IS LATE! I WAS ON A KANCOLLE HIGH!... ok, now that I finished apologizing, let me explain a few things.
The Dreissen normally does not have Funnels. This is a custom unit equipped with a psycoframe cockpit and an excess Funnel pack from the Sazabi.
And yes, the purple Geara Zulu is piloted Angelo Sauper. Don't worry, we'll see that sad excuse of a character soon.