Gundam Seed: Killer's Realm
Phase 16: Fallen Angels
It was about a minute after the Samyaza had stabbed the Augury that Kira noticed something wrong. For one thing, the connection to the right arm was almost completely severed. For another, the view in his left camera was flickering.
"I see that it's starting to take effect." Kira was annoyed with the speaker, not in the least because she was probably responsible for the Augury's problems.
"What do you mean?" Kira demanded. Lena laughed, sounding somehow cruel and feminine at the same time.
"When I stabbed you, the blade automatically injected nanites into the Augury, all of which are programmed to utilize environmental materials to multiply. I'm guessing that in about a minute, they'll reach your cockpit and cut the main control circuits, leaving you completely hel-" Lena was interrupted, mainly by the C16 shell that caught the Samyaza in the chest. "Fucking retard! Those shells aren't doing anything!"
"This will." Kira promised, the Augury levering the Kamikaze at the Samyaza. The Watcher Gundam folded its arms, and stared.
"What? One of those KP rounds? It's just a little more energy than those explosives." The Augury almost seemed to shrug before it fired. There was a white streak, with a very slight hint of blue, like a dwarf sun traveling at supersonic speed. Within a millisecond of firing, the projectile was embedded in the Samyaza's left shoulder, and Kira could literally see the Samyaza's armor melting from it. The next instant, the projectile exploded, the Samyaza's arm flying away in no less than ten pieces.
Inside the Samyaza, Lena gaped. Now, she didn't have to rely on the cameras to see the Augury. She could just look out of the enormous hole in the Samyaza's side. "What the hell?"
Kira shrugged. "Thermesium." was all he said.
"Damn." Lena muttered, moving the Samyaza a lot more than before. Even if he didn't have any more of those rounds, now either of the more normal projectiles could finish her off, with the big hole in the armor.
Now both Gundams were circling each other, hovering in the air, The Augury aiming its Kamikaze at the Samyaza while the Watcher covered the hole in its torso with its other arm.
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Despite the continued presence of the Constantines, Rau and Mu were still able to hold a conversation even while fending off the mass-produced mobile suits.
"Oh come on! That time at Lagrange 2 totally counts!" Mu argued, bracketing a Constantine in his reticules. The next instant saw the Constantine pierced through either side of its torso by dual beams.
"Not so. Arthur Black and his Moebius squadron had already depleted my ammunition supplies." Rau calmly replied, stabbing a Constantine through the chest before firing the Furia through the resulting cavity at another.
"Well then, that time over Grimaldi doesn't count either. Hawkman's team took a lot of rounds to put down." Mu muttered back, peppering a Constantine with linear rounds.
"And yet you still managed to shoot my leg off." Rau shot back, slicing his hostage in half before blasting his friend with an Ion Beam.
"And you managed to destroy three of my Gun-pods." Mu grunted, pulling off an especially high-G turn.
Rau's reply was interrupted by a blast of blue-haloed yellow beams from below, each coring a Constantine and tearing the mobile suits to shreds.
"I'm surprised you two can discuss this without slaughtering each other." Mark butted in gruffly, his Isurus piercing another two Constantines with the Horcus Anti-Phase Shift anchors and pulling them down with him.
"Arthur was a sicko. Only got where he was cause of his Blue Cosmos connections." Mu said as an explanation.
"I never knew Hawkman." Rau said off-handedly. Just then, four more mobile suits appeared underwater. Three of them looked almost exactly like ZAMS, except colored mainly deep blue, with a long cannon attached to their back in between what looked like some kind of back thrusters or scale systems. The fourth one looked very similar to the Isurus, except instead of the back-mounted cannons it had missile launchers and was colored a dark blue gray color.
The ZAMS-looking suits emerged from the ocean, all releasing flights of missiles from launchers on their back module, no less than thirty missiles arcing to strike the remaining Constantines, ripping the OMNI mobile suits apart. The Isurus-like mobile suit powered past the ZAMS-like ones, heading straight for Baryx.
"Sir, I believe that we've found where these Constantines came from!" Even over the comms, Rau and Mu could tell the pilot was young, and eager. He could hardly keep the excitement out of his voice.
"Keep your cool Gary. Now, where?" Baryx reprimanded.
"About fifty kilometers away, there's an OMNI flotilla, among them is the Spengler-class carrier Kimmel. The XO thinks that they've modified the Kimmel to support mobile suits. He sent me with White, Fukuda, Segura, and Bogdanov."
"Bogdanov? Where's he?"
"In his IAAMS, providing long-range fire support and targeting data." All three aces looked up. High in the sky, they could barely see a streamlined winged mobile suit, holding a long-barreled rifle. After about a second, the mobile suit noticed them and waved, before raising its rifle and firing off a shot. The ion beam (an extremely small and weak version compared to the ones fired by either the Charcharius' of the Kiba's cannons) blasted through a Constantine that was sneaking up behind the group, very precisely piercing through the cockpit.
"Good." Was Baryx's only reply. Turning to the direction Gary indicated, he led the other aquatic mobile suits away. About fifty meters out, he paused and turned back to Rau and Mu. "You guys coming?"
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Lena yelped, dodging another round from the very, very dangerous Kamikaze, darting the Samyaza away from the linear cannon's line of fire. The situation really wasn't good. The Samyaza was missing a camera, an arm, and pretty much all of its main weapons. She didn't want to use the HALC, as her father had very much specified his interest in getting some parts of the Augury intact, and the pilot, if possible.
She really didn't want to think of the reasons for that.
Still, it was becoming ever more likely that she wouldn't survive this fight without summarily crushing the Gundam. Even with the Augury's failure imminent, she'd probably-
A flash heralded the impact of a round on the Samyaza's remaining shoulder, spinning the Gundam around, before Lena brought it back to face the Augury.
Which was in the Samyaza's face, shield ready to stab.
From below, a spray of water preceded a large spike rising from the waves, before swinging around the Augury's limb, wrapping an almost invisible line around it. The Augury was abruptly yanked down, and instead of stabbing through the Samyaza's cockpit, the shield scarred the transformable Gundam's left side. Kira just managed to keep the Augury from plunging into the surf, using its much-reduced thrust to drag the offending mobile suit to which the spike and line were attached to, pulling the Kiba out of the sea.
"Thanks for the lift Kira!" Chimamare jeered, retracting the MVS before grabbing hold of the Samyaza's leg, quickly climbing back up to its position previous to the Watcher Gundam's rude maneuver. "Now, where were we?" The alter queried, Kiba clutching the Samyaza's waist and shoulder as it peered through the hole at Lena's face.
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"Rear Admiral sir! We're detecting some undersea contacts on the sonar, and three above sea level on the radar." The Kimmel's sensor officer called, keeping eyes on the sensor screen.
"Scramble all Constantines, and launch the Megalodons!" The Rear Admiral commanding the flotilla commanded, shivering slightly. Abaddon never mentioned personally facing Mark fucking Baryx!
Outside, Constantines hooked their feet into catapults as Megalodons were literally shoved off of the carrier's deck. Seconds later, sea foam noted the movement of the submersible armors while the Constantine's thruster flare showed slightly in the darker evening sky.
About five kilometers away, the ZAFT mobile suits and the Shadowfax began their attack, the IAAMS' ion beam rifle spearing several Constantines before the OMNI suits could get close.
Mu danced the Shadowfax around a team of Constantines, dodging missiles, beams, and linear rounds. At one point, darting between two Constantines, he caused them to shoot each other, each inadvertently destroying the other's cockpit section. A few linear cannon rounds and a trio of beams quickly reduced the contingent by two more, their husks falling into the ocean.
Almost next to the mobile armor, the Charcharius worked to Rau's merciless command, its high-energy beam rifle spitting green beams of death, the Furia rifle having long since been exhausted of ammunition, while the Ratus shield's heat blade ruthlessly carved open a Constantine. The pulse laser CIWS mowed down a flight of missiles, detonating them harmlessly more than seventy meters away from their target.
Under the sea, Megalodons powered towards the submerged contacts, pilots eager to add to their WAAM count. However, these pilots had not yet learned the ferocity of the SIMCA mobile suit, and none had ever encountered a relatively rare Isurus suit.
They were mauled.
The two high-mobility aquatic mobile suits darted up from underneath the school, respective claws shredding two each. Before the rest of the Megalodons could react, the SIMCA unleashed its Phonon Masers, piercing two Megalodons instantly. The Isurus Baryon Burst Fire Cannons had a much more devastating effect, the incandescence of the pentaquark bursts seeming like aquatic hellfire to the mobile armors, each blast ripping through a Megalodon. The Isurus started heightening its fire rate, firing multitudes of baryon beams, sometimes hitting a Megalodon, more often slightly nicking one and sending it tumbling through the water
By now, the Megalodon pilots had full intentions to retreat, and tell tales of horrid monsters that lived in the deep. Unfortunately for them, they had been so occupied with the admittedly dangerous pretty baryon beams to notice that the SIMCA had circled around the whole group to block off their main area of retreat.
Being OMNI-trained, the Megalodon pilots had completely forgotten the advantages of underwater combat. Mainly, that of three-dimensional movement. Not that it would have helped.
The baryon blasts became less random and more focused, joined by the SIMCA's Phonon Masers, tearing into the school of mobile armors. Within seconds, all that remained was a cloud of sinking debris that the trio of WAAMs swam through on the way to the flotilla, rejoined by the SIMCA and the Isurus.
In the air, the IAAMS support told the difference, taking care of any Constantines getting too difficult to handle, with the vicious trinity of death veritably slaughtering the OMNI mobile suits, limbs, torsos, and other assorted body parts falling into the ocean. Soon enough, the three were able to turn their full attention to the flotilla, which consisted of the Spengler-class, two Fraser-classes, and four Arkansas-classes.
They never stood a chance.
One of the WAAMs had a Phonon Maser Cannon, putting it to good use immediately along with the other two's torpedo launchers, almost instantly sinking an Arkansas. Without the Megalodons, the flotilla was pretty much defenseless against the amphibious mobile suits. So, they turned all of their weapons against the three units that they could destroy.
"Whoah! Getting antsy aren't they?" Mu muttered, barely dodging a beam from the Kimmel.
"Well, they have probably heard of what happened to fleets that have been attacked by WAAMs." Rau commented. "And then there's the incident with the Nimitz in the Atlantic, when the SIMCA's dragged it down to the sea floor."
"Sheesh, your SIMCA's did that? I always thought one of your subs di-" Mu's astonished comment was interrupted by a single, lucky missile.
It hit the Positron Pulse Detonation Engine.
Thankfully, the actual positrons were mostly exhausted due to Mu's use of the PPDE, but there were still enough to cause a large enough explosion that completely annihilated the thrusters and SCRamjets. The explosion shook the Shadowfax hard, enough that Mu slammed his head into the side of the cockpit, instantly knocked out. Before the Shadowfax could fall far the Charcharius caught it, having holstered its beam rifle. Turning to the IAAMS, Rau asked.
"Bogdanov, I trust you can take care of things here?"
"Aye sir." Without another word, Rau started flying the Charcharius back towards the Barachiel, leaving the IAAMS behind.
Inside the IAAMS' cockpit, Leonid Petrovich Bogdanov grinned as he had the IAAMS unhook a grenade from one of the racks on the forearms, and dropping it on one of the Frasers.
He loved his job.
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Rear Admiral Ethan Lam absolutely hated his job. Well, now he did. Before it had been all peachy, using a literal school of Megalodons to deal with the extremely dangerous WAAMs, and use the flotilla's armaments to devastate any surface warship of ZAFT's he saw.
He never counted on coming across Baryx.
The ZAFT aquatic commander was originally a space team commander who had a bit of fame as the trainer of the renowned Rau Le Creuset. When ZAFT had finally set foot on Terra Firma, Mark Baryx quickly started making a name for himself as ZAFT's commander of the 1st Fleet's Z.N.S Tharsis Montes, as well as an elite pilot of the SIMCA.
By himself, in just one mobile suit, he was responsible for the destruction of no less than eleven ships and their accompanying groups of Megalodons, and as a part of his ships entire MS detachement, his force had accounted for at least an entire fleet's worth of ships.
So naturally, Ethan now wished that he had gotten into a safer and more enjoyable profession. Like bartending.
"Admiral, contact coming up fast beneath the ship!" the sensors officer called, panicked.
Aw, shit.
The Isurus tore through the hull of the Kimmel, blades designed to pierce the extremely resilient Phase Shift Armor cut apart the hull like knife through cloth, ripping a path to the upper deck. Lifting itself by its arms, the Isurus stood there for a second, legs dangling above the hole. The mobile suit's monoeye stared through the bridge windows at Ethan, like an orb from hell.
The Rear Admirals only reaction was to slouch down in his chair, looking away from the sight while his crew panicked.
The next moment saw the Isurus' Baryon Cannons levering over its shoulders, glowing. The discharge ripped through the bridge, tearing an infinity-like figure in the structure. Releasing its grip on the hull, the Isurus dropped back down through the hole, splashing in the water that rapidly filled the breach.
Baryx dived the Isurus deeper before leveling out his path, coming out from under the sinking ship.
"Damn Dad, that was awesome!" Gary yelled, his SIMCA actually doing sort of jig.
"On duty, I'm Commander Baryx, not 'Dad' Gary Jones Baryx." Mark reprimanded.
"Yeah, yeah....Sir." Gary grumbled, turning his SIMCA to follow the Isurus as they left the WAAMs to finish. Unknown to either Baryx, the three WAAMs pilots were snickering at the banter.
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Kira almost cursed profoundly when the Kiba resumed its place on the Samyaza's back. With the Augury getting torn up on the microscopic scale, he didn't have any time to waste in dealing with the Samyaza.
"Get back Chimamare!"
"Fuck off Kira!" At that point, the Samyaza elbowed the Kiba in the face, knocking the silver Gundam slightly off of it. A large cannon emerged from the Samyaza's back, mounting itself over the Watcher Gundam's remaining shoulder.
Kira instantly recognized it. It was a miniaturized HALC, from some of the G Project's theoretical schematics. Like the original HALCs used by the Berials and the Barachiel, it used both rail and gauss magnetic systems.
He couldn't do anything about what came next.
The Samyaza flew backwards rapidly, before firing while still moving. The shot blasted straight into the Kamikaze, going through both shield and limb to embed itself in the Augury's side. Jack took back control of his body, horrified by what happened next.
The Augury was blasted apart, armor, endoskeleton structure, and other parts flying everywhere, melting all the while from the extreme heat. Most of it wasn't anything like solid by the time Jack processed it. His reaction was obvious.
Without a word, the Kiba's claws Phase-Shifted, gripping onto the HALC's barrel and slicing it apart. The other claw ripped off torso armor, clawing for the cockpit. The Samyaza didn't take this lying down, smacking the Kiba in the head again while powering up its thrusters. The duo flew into the sky, angling off towards the horizon.
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"There's no way....it can't be true....." Cagalli said, slumping down on the bridge floor. Similar expressions were on the faces around her, from Murrue to Athrun.
"Come on....there's no way Kira can be dead....right?" Kuzzey said, looking down. Everyone else was silent, understandably.
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A/N: Well, that's the end of that battle, and I must say, the Samyaza has managed to distinguish itself in this fight. Next up is a tech file.
G. Wagers: I've already got a prologue up. It's actually on hiatus now, seeing as I'm working on Killer's Realm. No one else has said anything about that, and I've had no troubles.
FraserMage: Yeah. Well, won't take too long to turn that around.
Kojiro Kun: Next Omake, I promise.