The God of Death Rides Again!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own any of the Mobile Suit/Fighter Gundam Series, including Characters, Mobile suits/fighters, etc.

This story takes place 200 years after the events of Mobile Suit Gundam Wing, in the year After Colony 395 (A.C. 195). Most of the characters mentioned are OCs (non OC characters are referenced/mentioned and do not appear in the actual story itself, on the odd case that I do actually put them in, I'll try and mention it above the chapter that they appear) and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is unintentional and purely coincidental.

Chapter 1

Don't Cry, God of Death!

A couple of weeks after my father's death, his funeral was held at the same time as those who had also perished in the battle of Kilimanjaro's Earth Defence Base. However the funerals were relatively split up, show it ended up showing just how few people had actually cared about my father and how little they'd actually wanted the Gundam Deathscythe Hell at the base, and even the people who did show up had little to say about him. This did nothing for my mood, in fact, I think it might have pushed me further towards the person that I am today or was when I wrote this. At the time though all I wanted was for my father to not be dead, which is understandable, as he was the only family I'd had left, before he was killed that is.

After the funeral, all I did was sleep, eat and feel sorry for myself, however even at the funeral I shed no tears, even though I wanted to, I just couldn't. What I did do though was vow my revenge on those who'd been the cause of his death, which turned out to be the space colony extremist group, Silver Wing, and the leader of their Earthbound fleet, Admiral William Perigard.

So a couple of months after the funeral, I set out in the GDSH to search for Silver Wing's Earthbound fleet, but before I could, I had to steal the GDSH from the remains of the Kilimanjaro Defence Base, and of course the GDSH was under heavy guard, but I had to get it, as it was my last connection to my dad and to my ancestors who had also piloted it.

Due to the damage that had been caused in the battle it wasn't too difficult getting into the base, all I had to do was not be seen by the small handful of guards that were on patrol. Getting to the hanger where they were keeping the GDSH, however, proved to be rather tricky as I had to go the long way round and taking a detour to the surveillance room to deactivate the cameras and then make it to the roof so I could access the air ducts which would lead me to the hanger, of course this didn't go as smoothly as I'd hoped, first of all I was spotted heading to the surveillance room, then I set off the alarm when trying to deactivate the cameras and then I was caught running to the roof.

To be honest I was surprised that I was able to make it out of there, but I was fortunate that some of the remaining soldiers at the base recognised me from when I'd visited my dad when he was working at the base, and I told them that I was there to see what my dad had been working on, of course this was a lie but they seemed to buy it and they let me look at the GDSH and was surprised when they let me sit in the cockpit. I then seized the initiative to activate the GDSH and to try and make a break for it in the Gundam, unfortunately that was when a mobile suit unit from the Earth Sphere Unified Nation defence force, which was on it's way to help reinforce the base until it could be fully repaired and restocked, arrived and it turned into a rather gruesome battle with me ending up killing the majority of the mobile suit unit in my escape.

It then took me another hour to finally outrun the pursuit unit and hide in the mountains, until I was able to get to grips with what had happened in the last few weeks and then to formulate a revenge plan. But first I had to leave the area and then find out as much as I could about the mobile suit unit that had attacked the base and killed my father.

My journey would then take me on a trip to almost every part of the globe, from over populated cities, such as New York to rather desolate areas such as the Arctic.

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Sorry about the change in title but I felt it more fitting to do this chapter before introducing Silver Fang's Admiral, however he will be appearing in a chapter not too far from this one. I will try and upload a new chapter every week or 2.

Next chapter: Stay Calm, God of Death

See You All Next Time!