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Hope everyone enjoyed the special, note that the Green Frame Pilot is not an OC, he's actually from an Astray Manga
Gundam Seed Destiny or Liberty
Chapter 11: Fragile peace
Right now the two most peaceful places on the planet were Orb and the Minerva. Silver mask found it almost hilarious how a war ship could be a place where so many gathered. Himself a mercenary or dog of war and Vincent and the Sensou faction, Orb's representative as well as the many soldiers of ZAFT. It was an odd group for sure, considering the fact that it was a mixture of coordinators and naturals. One would think they'd be at war with one another but it was far from it. They were working together…
"NO NO NO! The Jegan needs its burning components taken off before we fix them!" Don said.
"Why don't we save ourselves some effort and just fix them when they're on there?" Youlan asked.
"Because we don't know whether the uplink plugs are damaged, we don't want the armour falling off in the middle of a battle"
Well still arguing but at least working together. Silver Mask chuckled as Branden and Luna shook their heads.
"Youlan, Vino, why don't you stick to the machines your better suited for fixing" Luna said.
"Come on Don leave them alone and get your men back to work" Branden growled.
Vincent removed his flight suit in the locker room, standing back to back with Shinn. They avoided talking to one another and walked their separate ways. The G-Wing cockpit opened and a pilot in a black flight suit climbed out of it. Vino and Youlan dropped their jaws as they looked at the tight black suit and the woman's chest. Joe perked up and rushed to the pilot as she took off her helmet. Her skin was pale and her eyes were a blue colour and her black hair was cut short to her neck, with some bangs hanging over her eyes.
"I am Commander First Class Tasha Sanada" She said, saluting Joe.
'Hellooo Tasha' Joe thought.
While Joe's eyes remained focused on her Tasha's chest, Rey casually walked up to the woman and saluted her.
"Welcome to the Minerva Commander, I'm Rey Za Burrel, Captain Gladys and Commander Rach are on the bridge if you wish to speak with them" Rey explained.
"Yes thank you Mr Za Burrel, I can find my own way over" Tasha said.
Tasha walked away, her hips swaying as she walked. Joe put a hand to his mouth while Vino and Youlan stared at her.
"I want to join Sensou" Vino whispered.
"Get back to work you two" Luna said as she and Rey got into the elevator.
Silver Mask looked up at his Gundam, narrowing his glowing eye, as the machines own eye flashed. Across the world, Alliance and Sensou rescue teams were pulling bodies out of rubble. Despite the firing from ships in space, some debris got through and caused catastrophic damage to cities. Sai Argyle removed his glasses, wiping away the mist as he walked with his men to another rescue point. A ground based GM lifted up a piece of rubble and the pilot widened his eyes in horror at the bodies.
"Damn it, we were too late" Sai cursed, kicking a rock across the floor.
Jeremiah rubbed his eyes as more calls came in of casualties. While the casualties weren't as bad as they could have been they were still enough to cause world anger. And pretty soon that anger would turn to hate and the cries for war.
"Mr Israfel, another report from Commander Alhazard's unit, no casualties so far sir"
He was sat in a command centre, with numerous people below him working on radios and satellites. His secretary stood beside him and Jeremiah could tell that she was nervous. The young coordinator woman was in a room full of naturals, but Jeremiah had accounted for extreme Blue Cosmos members and didn't let them become part of his staff. Everyone working at the command centre shared his ideal, or at least Gekido Jaeger's sense of unity.
"Sir we've got a report from the South American unit, a GINN is tearing up the forces there as well as a Deep Space Survey Lab" A young radio operator said.
"Which unit is nearest to that area?" Jeremiah asked.
"Phantom Pain sir"
"Anyone not on Djibril's payload?"
"No sir!"
"Damn it" Jeremiah growled.
He lit up a cigar, blowing the smoke from his mouth as he thought. Phantom Pain would certainly end the threat quickly but there was also a chance that Djibril would get interested in whatever the DSSD was doing. He sighed as he made his decision.
"Ensign send the coordinates to…"
"Sir, we've detected a large heat signal in that area, the frame matches a G-Type Weapon"
"A Gundam?" Jeremiah asked. "Put the battle on screen" He said.
The map of the globe was replaced with a live video feed of the city. A GINN was firing at tanks and helicopters, and then firing a few bullets into the air. The camera trembled as the sound of multiple engines roared. Jeremiah leant forward as he heard the clicking of parts, a mobile suit was transforming. He recognised the sounds, having worked on the development of transforming mobile suits like the Raider. But this sound was familiar, a sound he hadn't heard in two years. A grey Gundam type mobile suit flew over the camera, slamming its leg into the GINN so hard that the Monotype visor shattered. Its eyes glowed a fierce green colour as it ripped off the GINN's arm, throwing aside the bazooka and tackling the machine to the ground.
"That frame and the head design" Jeremiah said.
"What is it sir?" Jessica asked.
"The design is different but there's no doubt about it" Jeremiah smiled.
The Purpose Mark 2 ripped the cockpit of the machine open, raising its fist to finish the pilot off. But the glow on the machine faded as it lowered its fist. It gave the fallen GINN a final kick before launching itself into the air. As the machine transformed to its jet mode the camera caught sight of a launching shuttlecraft.
"Sir we've just received a message from a Mr Edmond Du Clos, he's thanking us for the assistance" An EA officer said.
"Tell him that we…tell him we were happy to help" Jeremiah said. "Ensign Bluer I want you to send those images to one of the major news networks, one of the ones that doesn't focus on coordinator or natural labels"
"Yes sir!"
Jeremiah put his cigar out, smiling as he remembered the infamous Gundam Purpose. He'd been a mobile suit designer when he looked up at the impressive machine at Panama. It stood like a tall and proud giant and for a moment Jeremiah wished that he wasn't crippled so that he could climb into the cockpit there and then.
"If you want to date it you just need to ask" A voice said behind Jeremiah.
He turned around, leaning on his cane and looking at a young grey haired man standing with his arms crossed. The boy wore a grey sleeveless top with a high collar and combat fatigues with the blue Ensign jacket wrapped around his waist.
"Sorry, just looking at this machine, it has quite a reputation, the shining star I believed some people called it" Jeremiah said.
"The light it can give off is a result of the Arc Generator, it absorbs solar particles and releases those particles form either a barrier or as I recently discovered a burst of power" The boy explained.
"Sounds impressive, you seem to know a lot about it"
"That's cause I'm its pilot"
Jeremiah widened his eyes, almost falling off his cane at the sudden realisation. This boy no older than 17 was the infamous Gekido Jaeger. A man whose words changed people and whose abilities saved the crews of entire ships. But above all that he was an inspiration to the Earth Alliance grunts and a threat to Blue Cosmos leaders within the top brass. Jeremiah rubbed the back of his head with a smile before offering his hand to the boy.
"Jeremiah Israfel, an honour to meet you Mr Jaeger"
"Its Gekido!"
"Ha, the rumours about you were right, you really are hard to get along with" Jeremiah said.
"Is that a problem?" Gekido asked, crossing his arms.
"On the contrary, I like a challenge, perhaps one day I will earn your respect"
"I'll be holding my breath"
Jeremiah laughed, patting Gekido's back as they looked up at the Purpose.
"You have changed the Earth Alliance boy, something I never thought possible, I thought that the Alliance would be doomed to fall into the Blue Cosmos way of thinking, but you showed people a better way to think, don't think about wiping out your neighbour, just think of winning the fight" Jeremiah explained.
"In the way that's what I've tried to teach, but I'd much rather think that I've taught people to understand one another, even their enemy, even when they don't want to…I just hated it when people said those words, "pure blue world" "space monster" "patch worker" without even knowing what those words mean" Gekido explained.
"You're a better man than me Gekido, I probably would have killed them all" Jeremiah said.
"While that is the answer for those who are completely lost, for those who have simply been led to follow an ideal it is still possible to teach them a better ideal"
"Do you really believe that anyone can be saved?"
"If you actually put some effort into saving them then yes, but if they're too stubborn and refuse to listen to that voice that tells them that what they do is wrong then yes they must be killed" Gekido explained.
Jeremiah smiled at that memory, remembering that time when he could believe in a hopeful future. Gekido gave people hope, but when he died that hope was shattered. The people at the top refused to accept Gekido's existence and the sacrifices of Akushi Thanos. That's when Jeremiah woke up to a new style of thinking and a new solution to the Blue Cosmos and Patrick Zala loyalist problem.
"Sir we've just had a report from the field unit, the pilots of that GINN were…children sir!" Ensign Bluer said.
"It seems this New Purpose really does think its Gekido Jaeger" Jeremiah chuckled.
The Minerva was now flying across the ocean with the intention to deliver Cagalli back to Orb. Plus the Minerva had some damages that needed to be fixed. The Zaku that Athrun had been piloting was a wreck as well as another mobile suit.
"What do you mean you can't fix it?" Branden asked, holding Don by the collar of his jumpsuit.
"I'm sorry Branden but the Murasama is beyond repair at this point, that new Massacre did a real number on the parts, we'd have to rebuild the whole thing from scratch" Don explained.
"That machine that beat me was called the Slaughter, and I swear with or without the Murasama I will destroy that Massacre wannabe" Branden said.
Talia stayed sitting inside the bridge as some of the other crewmembers walked out onto the deck. Though the clouds covered the sun the air and the ocean was enough to amaze some of the colony born coordinators. Flay and Kojiro were on their way to the deck when they heard a sound coming from one of the bathrooms.
"BLAAAAARGH!"
They looked at the door with raised eyebrows before it opened. Silver Mask was adjusting his helmet and pulling the chain on the toilet.
"That's all the seasickness gone, now if you'll excuse me I'm gonna enjoy the fresh air" Silver Mask said.
Flay stared at the bathroom as Silver Mask walked away.
"Chairwoman, is there something wrong?" Kojiro asked.
"No its just…no don't worry about it Kojiro" Flay said.
Meyrin took a deep breath while Vino and Youlan stared in wonderment at the sea. Branden was leant against the wall, rolling his eyes at the coordinators. Vincent was leant against a railing, his jacket on the rail. He looked to his side, shaking his head as some of the crew cringed at the burns on his shoulder. Despite looks he would get he wouldn't forget the mistakes he had made in battle. But he didn't need a scar to remind him of one mistake.
Vincent walked through the forests of Onogoro, occasionally looking up to make sure the battle between the Freedom and the Extended wasn't getting too close to him. The Strike Dagger looked downwards and its pilot gasped as he saw a family of four running through the forest. He grinded his teeth together at the luggage they were carrying. Then he widened his eyes as the Freedom and the Raider flew over them. A moment passed and Vincent watch the family try to leave, but the little girl struggled under her father's grip, before her brother jumped down a hill.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE THEY DOING? STOP FOR SOMEONE NOT SOMETHING!" Vincent yelled as he broke the Strike Dagger off into a run.
The Freedom went into its long-range mode and fired all of its guns just as the Calamity fired its cannons. Everything happened so fast for Vincent, he slammed his shield down on the ground in front of the three potential victims. The Red and white beam slammed into Vincent's shield, melting it to the Dagger's arm. Vincent grinded his teeth together, praying for the shield to hold for just a while longer. Thankfully for them, the shield did hold and they would walk away from this battle alive. Or that was at least what Vincent thought. A beam suddenly cut his Strike Dagger's left arm off and Vincent watched in horror as the arm dropped towards the three civilians. Vincent widened his eyes, and then dropped his head in shame; the crushed remains of the three civilians would haunt his memories forever. His shame turned to anger as he looked upwards to see the Devine Gundam. It had its rifle out and Vincent knew above all else that that machine was responsible.
'Shinn Asuka, you didn't see what kind of man Saint Yuri was, had you have known then you would have focused your hate on him instead of Orb and I' Vincent thought.
He leant off the railing and turned around, stopping in surprise as he looked at Nia Holland. She was fidgeting as if she was thinking of saying something.
"Was there something you needed?" Vincent asked, putting his jacket on.
Nia shuffled her feet, scratching her cheek nervously.
"Are you okay?"
"Of course I'm okay shit head" she snipped. "I mean I didn't mean it like that"
"Then how did you mean it?" Vincent asked.
Vincent crossed his arms as he waited for Nia to speak. She nervously closed her eyes before stepping forward.
"Look I think you did the right thing a year ago okay? Sometimes its not good enough to stop the problem for a little while, sometimes the problem has to be gotten rid of altogether, and maybe…maybe what you did could have been done differently or maybe it was too late. Maybe you could have offered an escape for anyone who didn't agree with what was going on in that town or maybe there wasn't anyone like that in there but you did what you thought was right and made a tough choice that very few would have been able to make and I'm sure you'll carry the weight of that choice for the rest of your life. I think…I think that's noble in its own way okay?"
Vincent looked at the girl in shock while she blushed. He always had her pegged as the antisocial type.
"Just…fuck it you have my support okay stupid? And if…shit if you need my help whenever and one of your people cant help or cant help then…if it doesn't conflict with my feelings or my duty then I'll help all right?"
She growled as she turned away, walking off in a strop. Vincent scratched his hair in confusion while the others went back to admiring the view. Shinn walked onto the deck, looking at the ocean but not being too impressed with its view. He was an Earth born coordinator after all. Still it was good to be back on Earth. Athrun was standing by himself, also uninterested in the atmosphere. Cagalli walked onto the deck and Shinn walked away in disdain. The Athha's were still responsible for his family's death, just as much as Commander Rach was. Kojiro leant against the wall while Flay took off her jacket, soaking up the wind.
"Man that feels great" Flay said.
"Where's Tasha?" Branden asked.
"Listening to damage reports from our global forces" Kojiro said.
"What, but that should be my duty" Vincent said.
"She said that she feels you should rest after what you have been through"
"We could all do with some rest I suppose, although some people shouldn't have been out there at all" Cagalli huffed, looking at Athrun.
"Yes, sorry if I worried you" Athrun said.
"It's okay, I'm glad we were able to prevent some damage, I just hope that the world can forgive us" Cagalli said.
Shinn growled, walking away from his spot.
"What are you and idiot?" He asked.
The statement took Cagalli aback while the other pilots that had been at the battle lowered their heads.
"Despite what we say people will only remember that coordinators caused this event, the people fighting in those GINN's said "Patrick Zala knew it all along, the only true path for coordinators was the one he chose for us"" Shinn explained.
"Zala loyalists" Branden growled.
Silver Mask turned to the conversation, scratching his chin curiously.
"The people will want someone punished, but the Plants cant provide that, and thus the greedy fools of the Alliance will take this as their opportunity to get rid of the Plants, at least that sort of theory sounds good" Silver Mask explained.
"What are you saying, the people will just look for a random excuse to go to war?" Meyrin asked.
"Of course Miss Hawke, human psychology is a powerful thing, when something is taken from you, you naturally seek some form of justice… for example if someone killed your sister would you forgive them?" Silver Mask asked.
"No" Meyrin said without hesitation.
"Some people seek out revenge, some people pray for revenge, when people hate an individual soon they will look for excuses to hate others…they worked with them, they hid them, they're my enemy, they're unnatural, they are threats…pitiful excuses to keep on hating someone…mark my words soon we're going to be hearing "for our blue and pure world" over the radio channels"
Branden nodded his head, accepting that opinion. He'd lost his family to coordinator terrorists and Azrael fuelled his hatred with images of the coordinators being unnatural and unworthy of existence. Of course Azrael was wrong, but there was no going back for Branden, a part of him still hated coordinators to this day. Athrun remembered the moment when Sato spoke those words. It seemed even after all these years he couldn't escape the fact that his fathers legacy was his hate for the naturals.
Djibril stroked his cat as he looked at the news reports at his own private headquarters. This was where he could manipulate the world, sending orders to the news channels and outreach groups under his command. Jeremiah Israfel had a lot of power as Director of the Atlantic federation but Djibril still had all the cards. He looked at the blue prints of the stolen machines and the other Newtype machines. They would be his primary enforcers, the ones who would carry the will of Logos and destroy any enemies to its existence. Durandal was a primary concern but the Extended would need to focus on that new battleship. Soon very soon war would wage, it was the people's will after all. Djibril smirked as he looked at the news feeds.
"The coordinators put that thing out in space and just left it there, something that size should have been destroyed years ago"
"I've lost children, do the coordinators think they're getting justice for breaking their own precious colony?"
"Has Durandal given us the people responsible, where the hell did they get the explosives to push that thing towards out orbit anyway?"
He laughed, turning up the volume as people screamed and yelled for revenge. His eyes narrowed towards another screen, Jeremiah Israfel was taking an interview on a talk show.
"While I do agree that we need to find and get rid of any remaining coordinator extremists I also believe that right now a war isn't the best thing for our economy, I believe our efforts should be put into repairs to the areas hit by the debris" Jeremiah explained.
"Back to the subject of the extremists Mr Israfel, do you believe that a campaign should be launched against what many people theorise is the Zala faction?" The host asked.
"Patrick Zala is dead, people are putting a face on a conspiracy that may or may not exist, while I do think that there was some mastermind behind these events I do not believe that all out war is the best option to apprehend this criminal"
"But you do believe some sort of lethal action should be taken?"
"Yes, the deaths of our people can not go unpunished, I just want someone to tell us whether there is anyone left to be punished"
Djibril glared at the video, Jeremiah was a fool living in the past and not thinking of the future. The Plants were missiles that could be used against the Earth. Coordinators were a threat to humanities purity; the Plants were a threat to the very existence of the Earth.
"In other news, the director of Anaheim Electronics was found dead yesterday, his predecessor Heiwa Hunter has revealed his new energy scheme today" A reporter said.
Djibril widened his eyes as he looked at the scene of Heiwa's first public appearance. His face didn't have a speck of makeup on, in fact his clothes were covered in dirt.
"You'll have to excuse the appearance ladies and gentlemen, I was helping with rescue efforts, sadly approximately a hundred of the two hundred and thirty people we were looking for turned up dead…while I regret leaving rescue efforts I also realise that this announcement is very important to the future of our home" Heiwa explained.
Cameramen took photos and held their cameras up as the interviewers raised their hands for questions. In the crowd, a brown haired girl took photos whilst also jotting down notes on her note pad. She was a journalist but in the past she had worked in a battleship CIC. Mirallia Haw sighed as another reporter bumped into her, calling out a question. This wasn't what she had in mind when she decided to be a member of the much-hated media.
"Ah you at the back there, the one with the white jacket, do you have something to ask?" Haiwa asked.
Miriallia blushed as the white haired man pointed at her. She did her best to push through the crowd until he could see her completely.
"Yes Mr Hunter, I'm…"
"Miriallia Haw, the Global Broker is my favourite paper, please ask what's on your mind"
Flay waved the members of Sensou over to the TV screen while in Orb Lacus, Kira, Murrue and Andy watched the screen intensively. At Earth Alliance headquarters Simon settled into his room, drying his hair as he got out of the shower. He looked at the screen and narrowed his eyes at the man. Suddenly his eyes widened as he saw the resemblance.
"Mr Hunter your appearance has come at quite a shock to the corporate world, many are wondering where you came from but the people want to know, what stance will Anaheim Electronics, or rather what is your stance to the current disaster and the government's response to that disaster?" Miriallia asked.
The lights in Silver Mask's room were shut and a single eye was focused on the TV screen. Haiwa didn't waste any time in thinking when he gave his response.
"I'm not going to stand here and say "I dream of peace" when right now that's the one thing we cant have I will say that whether it is full scale war or disaster relief that the Alliance chooses to focus on my priority and my companies priority will be to projects that will benefit the people of Earth and anyone outside of the Earth who can afford our services, this will be in both mobile suit development and in projects that will soon rebuild our broken world" Haiwa explained.
At an unknown location Dagger Thanos sat at his desk watching the scene. A wine cup was in his hand and the sake bottle was just within arms reach. In the pilots meeting room, Canard Pars looked up at the screen with disdain.
"Mr Hunter I'm K Weston from frontier news, what exactly is this project that you wished to announce?"
"Ah yes the project, it was recently completed and will be ready for public release in two days, it is something of a side company that I'll be running named after my brother, an alliance soldier who is currently missing in action"
"What is the name of this project?"
"Spoilers, I'm afraid I cant say until everyone who still has a home is at home, now if you excuse me I need to go back to relief efforts" Haiwa said.
Silver Mask scratched his chin, thinking of the appearance of this Haiwa hunter. When he heard the knock at his door he picked up his mask and put it on before walking to the door.
"Lunamaria, what do you want?" he asked gruffly.
"Oh um, we're going to take part in mandatory target practice, did you want to watch?" Luna asked.
"I'll just get my firearm" Silver Mask said.
Vincent walked along the corridor of the ship, raising his head as he saw Tasha working on a PDA.
"Tasha, is that the link to the rescue efforts?" Vincent asked.
"No sir, its captain Noa, he says that we've lost trace of Bogey One and Dagger Thanos's army" Tasha said.
"Thank you, I can take over the work now"
"With all due respect sir I think you should rest"
"Your concern is noted but unnecessary" Vincent said, taking the computer from Tasha.
"Permission to speak freely sir"
"Granted!"
"You being stubborn like this was the reason we didn't work out" Tasha said, walking past Vincent as he lowered his head.
He looked back at her as she walked away, even when she was cold she still bought up their past relationship. Vincent clicked a few buttons on the computer, bringing up messages from Sensou rescue teams.
Survivors found in New York Moscow and Paris, coastal areas have high casualty lists, will send you list of the dead later, also Paptimus Scirocco wishes to speak with you, as does Jeremiah Israfel, it might be good to also speak with Cagalli when you have the chance, just a suggestion
From Sai!
Vincent sighed as he rubbed his forehead, it would be a long day today. Athrun stopped at the deck, taking note of the soldiers partaking in target practice. They had set up targets and were building up points. Kojiro and Branden soon walked onto the deck, joining Athrun as they watched the ZAFT rookies empty clips into targets. Rey was doing better than the others, something that Luna took note of. She was a good shot in the Zaku but her skill with a gun was mediocre. Meyrin too was having difficulty in even holding the gun.
"I thought coordinators were supposed to have like enhanced skills" Branden said.
"A dangerous racial judgement Kamal" Kojiro said.
Silver Mask loaded his own firearm, looking at the targets for a moment. He took his left arm and aimed at the targets.
"Um sir, I think you should hold the gun with both…"
Meyrin widened her eyes as Silver Mask fired a bullet into the head of the first target. Another target popped out and with a split second reaction Silver Mask fired another shot into the targets head. As more and more targets appeared he fired again and again. Each successive shot was a successive hit.
"Left handed I see" Athrun said.
"Yep, although a few years back I wouldn't have been able to shoot as well with that arm" Silver Mask said, removing the magazine and putting the gun back on his belt.
Luna grinded her teeth together as she missed another target. She looked back at Athrun and smiled as he raised his eyebrows.
"You know we don't know much about your father but you're a big hero to a lot of us, two years ago you were a part of the Le Creuscet team and piloted the Aegis mobile suit, defeating the Archangel's Strike and being inducted into the Faith special forces branch, you piloted the Justice at the battle of Jachin Due as part of a joint Earth Alliance and ZAFT alliance against Patrick Zala and his loyalists, you are Athrun Zala" Luna explained.
Athrun let the message sink in while Silver Mask shook his head.
"And I've heard your pretty good with a gun" Luna smiled.
"Here we go" Branden grumbled.
Athrun hesitantly took Luna's pistol and put the target settings on the same one that Silver Mask had used. Much to Luna's astonishment he shot the targets with the same effectiveness that Silver Mask had fired with.
"I don't believe it, and your using a defective gun"
"There's nothing wrong with the gun, you see you have this habit of twisting your wrist when you pull the trigger" Athrun explained.
Cagalli and Flay looked at the scene curiously. Flay remained quiet while Cagalli called for Athrun. He looked at the gun and then at Silver Mask. The masked man was clearly a veteran of the last war with shooting like that.
"Yeah it's a skill but personally I don't think it's a very good one" Athrun said, giving the gun back to Luna.
"I disagree its important you learn to defend yourself against the enemy" Luna said.
"And who are they?" Athrun asked.
Branden walked up to the firing range, loading his own pistol and firing a few shots into a target. He jumped up as a blade flew past his head, imbedding itself in the target.
"Damn it Kojiro don't do that" Branden said.
"I don't like guns, but I still understand the need for them" Kojiro said.
"Its too bad some people forgot that necessity"
Athrun ignored the comment and walked towards the exit. He came face to face with Shinn, whom had a curious expression on his face.
"We'll be in Orb soon, are you going to stay there?" Shinn asked.
"Yes!" Athrun said.
"Why, what do you do there?"
Athrun didn't answer the question and simply walked away. Sure living in Orb was a peaceful path, but was it the right one for him? Soon the Minerva would approach Orb and the pilots would be entreated to a much-deserved shore leave. Off the border of Orb, the Purpose Mark 2 flew across the sky. Orb navy ships picked up the signature of the mobile suit. Captain Todaka looked at the frame and ran it through a database. The only match Orb has was the original model of the Purpose. Back then it was known as the Defender.
'Is our "defender" coming home or is it just enjoying a leisurely ride?' Todaka wondered. "Ensign send a message to that mobile suit, of it goes past our border tell the pilot that we will fire on it"
"Yes sir…sir there's no response"
"Continue to monitor it and be ready to fire if it does anything"
The Orb soldier wasn't the only man interested in this New Purpose. Jeremiah had his own agents monitor the mobile suit, looking at a live video feed of the Purpose as it aimlessly flew around. When the jet transformed into its humanoid form, Jeremiah knew that something was wrong. Suddenly, a series of beams flew from one of the nearby islands, and the Purpose narrowly dodged them.
"What was that?" Jeremiah and Todaka asked.
The Purpose looked down from where the blasts had come from. A Zaku Kai had a sniper rifle trailing on the Purpose, but the very sight of the machine astonished the pilot.
"Its looking right at me" He said.
"Don't sweat it, your job was to get its attention!"
A mobile suit threw off its camouflage cloak and Jeremiah narrowed his eyes at the frame. It looked like the Astray Red Frame, but its armour was a green colour and it carried what looked like a mixture of a beam rifle and a axe on its hip. The Green Frame had a unique green marking on its shoulder, while the opposite shoulder had a black lightning bolt symbol.
"A Black Storm member" Jeremiah said.
"Good luck Trojan Noiret" A woman said over the Green Frame's radio.
The black haired pilot chuckled as he activated the rockets on his flight pack.
"Who needs luck when you have the element of surprise heh Mina Sahaku" Trojan said.
The Purpose swung around as a Black winged Astray appeared behind it. It ignited a beam sabre on its Triskeros Kai shield, slamming it against the Purpose's arm. Jeremiah smirked, leaning his head back as he enjoyed the show.
"Looks like Dagger Thanos is more charismatic than I thought, don't disappoint me Purpose 2, its time to see whether you fight like the original" Jeremiah said.
The Purpose's eyes changed from green to red as its armour released an incredible flash.
Next Chapter 12: Orb the Land of ambitions
Preview Lion's Silence
"Forgive me father, there's no need for peace in this world…the enemy must be destroyed!"
Explosions engulfed space in front of the Plants. Yzak fired his Gatling guns while Shiho fired her beam rifle. Dearka swung his beam cannon around, firing a beam that cut a Windam in half. An orange Zaku Phantom fired its collection of missiles, hitting multiple nukes. ZAFT and Earth Alliance ships fired their beam weaponry while Windam's fired their nuclear missiles. The Neutron Stempeder released a wave that blew the missiles and the mobile suits in front of it apart. Retreating Earth Alliance forces relayed orders over the radio.
"Sir, we've lost contact with Captain Wilson's ship" A Drake Class ship crew member said.
Warning alarms rang throughout the Drake class carrier as a single Red Zaku slammed into the slammed its foot into the bridge, crushing the crewmembers inside. The Zaku's eye flashed before flying after the retreating forces.
"Chairwoman Alster, a large majority of the retreating Earth Alliance forces were destroyed by Casvall ma'am" A Sensou soldier said.
Flay widened her eyes as she read the report. What was Casval thinking?
(Gackt Lust for Blood plays in the background)
"Kou Uraki, Full Vernien Zephyranthes launching!"
A blue and white Gundam flew out an Earth Alliance ship, firing its bema rifle at Sensou GM's. A Sensou base class ship opened its hanger and a shining red mobile suit stepped onto the catapult.
"Hyaku Shiki is launching, you're clear to go Casval"
Casvall drew a beam sabre and slammed it against the Gundam's shield.
"We're trying to retreat and your wiping us all out, we weren't involved in the nuclear attacks and you still try to kill us, even when our soldiers surrender…WHY! TELL ME WHY!" Kou yelled.
Casvall closed his eyes before kicking the Gundam across the head.
"Do you plan on wiping out the enemy, does showing them no mercy make you better, do their actions justify yours?" Prayer Reverie asked.
"In the past we may have fought together, but right now you are a threat to the Earth Alliance, a threat I have been ordered to destroy" Rena Imelia said, drawing the Swords of her custom Calamity.
"STOP CASVALL! If you continue to fight like this, others wont stop hating you unless you stop hating them! CASVALL!" Kamille Bidan yelled.
The Double Zeta slashed apart a meteor and Judau Ashta widened his eyes as a red Gundam with Lion's Mane aimed its rifle at his head.
"You mustn't remain locked in the past, if so then you will become like Alex Leonard, forever looking for an enemy to destroy, unable to look to a future past his own hatred" Amuro Ray said.
The blue Dijeh drew its double edge beam sabre, slamming it against the Hyaku Shiki's beam sabre.
"Wake up Casvall! GO BACK TO BEING YOUR TRUE SELF!" Amuro yelled.
Casvall flew a red Gundam through the Debris belt, rubbing his head as he felt a tingling sensation. He looked at the remains of the Comet and narrowed his eyes. Another mobile suit was darkened by the purple energy of a Newtype's power. A young man with burns on his cheeks laughed as the white lenses of his black mask flashed.
"This is it friend of Sakon Date, WILL YOU PUT AN END TO MY VENGEANCE WITH DEATH LIKE YOUR FRIEND DID! OR WILL YOU REACH ME WITH WORDS, AS YOUR FATHER WOULD HAVE! LETS SEE IF YOU REALLY ARE A LION OF ORB!"
Gundam Liberty: Lion's Silence, Coming soon!
Hope everyone enjoyed the chapters, please tell me what you thought of them and the preview to the Crossover fic staring my OC Casvall, and an assortment of UC and CE characters.