I don't like the looks of this..., Neo slammed his fist into the metal locker door, quickly stripping off his blue and white uniform jacket and pants. We're badly outnumbered. Probably at least ten to one. The Chairman knows we're coming. I'm sure he's been preparing for this ever since he gained power. Every move he's made...they've all led up to this...this day that will decide the course of the world.
Quickly pulling on his purple and black flight suit, he frowned, zipping up the thick uniform. Before...I didn't really care if I made it out of a battle. It just seemed so pointless, like I had no purpose. No...I did have a purpose. Being Djibril's puppet. Following his orders blindly. Without question. Maybe part of me hoped for death. At least then I would be free of him. I still see his face at night. The look on his face when he told me to "take care" of Berlin, and I did it...just like a good little puppet. I let myself be used by him. So many lives were lost because of me. What I did...it was unforgivable. I wouldn't even be able to think of a way to make things right...to undo all the horrible things that I did...that I let happen.
Stuffing his blue and white uniform into the empty locker, he sat down on a bench, pulling his shoes on, making sure each connection was air tight. Maybe there is a way. I'll do whatever it takes to keep this ship...and her...safe. He smiled at the thought of the brunette captain, her warm, molten eyes penetrating the deepest reaches of his soul.
You have no idea how much you changed me. Without you...I'd probably be dead...or worse...still Djibril's puppet. You've showed me what it's like to care for someone. And to be cared for by someone. That day in the bath...I've never been happier. And now...my life...my heart...is yours. You finally gave me a purpose. A reason to fight. For that, I don't know how I can ever thank you enough, he shut his locker door, making his way to the hangar, the battle looming thick in the air aboard Archangel.
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"Damn...," Murrue cursed, Minerva's Tannhauser cannon speeding straight towards her ship. It's ironic really...this time he came back...and now this. Goodbye Mwu...I know we'll see each other again..., she readied herself for the oncoming force of the glowing beam, her topaz eyes widened in shock as the blast never came, his mobile suit taking the blast head on. No! This...this can't be happening again. Mwu..., she watched helplessly from the bridge, unable to move, her mind numb as she watched the beam bear down on the blonde colonel.
The Akatsuki hovered in the vast space, its pilot's cerulean eyes widening at the bright beam hurtling towards the massive white battleships. Damn! The blonde cursed, pushing the golden mobile suit to its limits, hoping that he would be able to make it in time. If I can save her, this will be worth it. The things I did...I have no right to live, to have a future. But if I can keep her safe, I'll be happy. At least now I can make up for what I did...with my lfie.
"I won't let you destroy the Archangel!" He yelled, placing himself in front of the oncoming blast, his shield raised, taking the brunt of the force. Preparing himself for the inevitable outcome, he closed his eyes, expecting to be obliterated by the brightness, his eyes opened in shock. Visions began running through his mind...memories of his past. Of her. Their first kiss on the bridge. Their flirtations in the corridors. Murrue..., his mind was flooded by the sudden onslaught. I was..., he shook himself from his stupor, he noticed that Minerva was preparing to fire again. Aiming his beam rifle perfectly, he destroyed Minerva's Tannhauser, the positron beam cannon exploding in a fiery ball. "I'm alright!" His face popped up on a screen on the bridge.
He's...he's okay..., her eyes were wide, the shock on her face impossible to miss. His smile...his voice...is he? What just happened?
"I'm not going anywhere anymore," the blonde pilot grinned, his voice carrying a hint of cockiness. Using Akatsuki's DRAGOONS, he formed a protective barrier around the white battleship, protecting it from Minerva's powerful lasers. "Let's end this so we can go home, Murrue," he couldn't hide the smile on his face. You're safe...that's all that matters...
He's...he's..., her body trembled slightly. "Mwu...," she smiled, tears welling up in the corners of her tawny eyes. Is this...is this really happening? I'll have to deal with this later. The Minerva is still out there..., she sat back against her chair, eyes scanning their surroundings.
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"Looks like we made it just in time," Neo released Akatsuki's DRAGOONS into Requiem's interior, joining Infinite Justice's booster pack. "Let's get out of here, kid," the two pilots pushed their thrusters to their maximum speed, flying away from the fiery inferno.
"Hello Neo," red eyes stared at the golden suit. "I heard your voice. I see you survived Berlin after all. Stellar...and all those innocent people died because of you.
It's that kid. Shinn, I think, Mwu froze, hands shaking. "Kid...I didn't mean for any of that to happen. It's not like what it seems...," he attempted to explain.
"No! Shinn! Don't do this!" Athrun shouted, amethyst eyes turning opaque. "This has to end!"
"None of that matters. All that matters is that Stellar is gone, and all those people too. And it's your fault," Destiny suddenly charged the golden suit, its sword stabbing Akatsuki square in the cockpit.
"Shinn!" Justice charged forward, slicing Destiny's legs and arms. "Can't you see what you're doing? What this power has done to you? This can't be what you wanted," Athrun sliced off Destiny's arms, the mobile suit falling to the moon.
Mwu winced, shaken from the sudden impact. His side was on fire as his mobile suit floated in the dark space. Looking down, he gasped, a sharp piece of metal sticking out of his left side, blood staining his purple and black flight suit. "Damn...," his voice trailed off. His eyes grew heavy, the pain of his torn skin and muscles unbearable. Blood continued flowing out unabated, the red fluid soaking his uniform. "Murrue...I'm sorry...," he closed his eyes, his world suddenly black.
"Colonel!" Athrun shouted, noticed the Akatsuki faltering. Grabbing the golden mobile suit's hand, he pulled it up, pushing his thrusters as far as they would go. "Just hang in there, okay?" He sped towards Archangel, pulling Akatsuki along. "Archangel! Have a medic ready. The Colonel...he's been hurt. I'm bringing him in."
"Mwu...," Murrue gasped, face completely ashen. This...this can't be happening..., she got up, running down to the hangar as fast as her legs would carry her.
"We have to get him to sickbay...and fast," the doctor ordered, worry in his eyes. Laying the blonde on a stretcher, he frowned at the pool of blood staining the white sheets. "Hurry...we don't have much time."
Murrue stood there, body trembling. "How is he doctor?" Her voice was soft, barely audible above the hangar's noise.
"It doesn't look good," the doctor turned around, running down the hallway. "I'll keep you posted."
"Mwu...," she sank to her knees, tears streaming down her porcelain cheeks. "You can't leave me again," she managed to get out between choked sobs.
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A/N: A cliffhanger O.o Hope that turned out okay...please review.