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Gundam Seed Destiny or Liberty
Chapter 13: Assassins in a land of peace
Mud sprayed across the gravestones, covering the names of soldiers that had died. Light reflected from the blades of the covert operatives. They made no sounds and struck with killer intent. A blade stabbed into a red shirt, which was quickly wrapped around the Assassins arm. Casvall wrapped his shirt around the Assassin's shoulder, pulling their faces together. The head bash knocked the Assassin back and the shirtless Casvall slammed his foot into the Assassin's face. He struck like the Assassins, silent and without a word. Unlike the eager young man who accompanied him.
"COME ON ASSHOLES!" Branden yelled, slamming his fist into an Assassin's head.
Branden stood his ground as the Assassins crept around him. He rushed forward, grabbing an Assassin's arm and twisting it around. Slamming his knee against the man's stomach, Branden then threw him off the edge of the cliff. He rolled backwards, grabbing an Assassin's arm and pressing his foot against his stomach. With a grunt, Branden threw the man over himself, sending him sliding across the dirt.
"WHOSE NEXT!"
Casvall side stepped a knife thrust and punched the Assassin across the head. Then he ducked and threw another opponents over his shoulder. Swinging around, Casvall grabbed an assassin's wrist and repeatedly slammed the palm of his hand into the man's face. Then he pulled his fist back and punched the attacker across the mud. More assassins ran out of the bushes, their backs hunched as they drew their blades. Branden reached into his jacket, cursing as he remembered he'd left his pistol at home. Suddenly, light reflected off of a helmet as Silver Mask landed between the two Sensou pilots and the unknown assassins. His eye glowed as he looked at the armed men.
"Come on, who dies first?" Silver Mask asked.
The overeager assassins all ran forward.
Kojiro had been reading in the public library. Help books was a common read for him. "The key to socialisation techniques" and "Orbs top 100 jokes" was his current reading line. He turned the pages of his books, taking note of advice about humour and social techniques.
'Hmmm, some people prefer nicknames over their actual names, these names are usually based on a physical feature or something they have done in the past' Kojiro thought.
He raised his head, looking for any of his fellow Sensou members to test his techniques out on. But strangely the whole library was deserted. Even the receptionist was gone. Kojiro put his books in his bag, reaching for another item he would keep close by. When he heard the sound of metal he let his training take over. He pulled a blue scabbard out of his bag, using it to catch the blade of a black suited assassin. Kojiro then slid the Katana out of the sheath and pointed the blade at the assassin's neck.
"Don't you know it's rude to sneak up on people" Kojiro said, his neutral expression never changing.
More assassins burst out of the vents, drawing blades from their belts. Kojiro looked at his opponents, six in total. They were well equipped for stealth in the night or jungle, but they stood out in the library. Jumping onto the table, Kojiro held his sword in a pose as he awaited his attackers. Their feet moved fast as they rushed towards the Sensou member. They kept held of their blades as they jumped towards Kojiro. He slashed one assassin across the waist, and then ducked under a kick from another. Spinning around, Kojiro slammed his blade into two Assassin daggers, knocking them out of the air and to the carpet. He flipped over another assassin, appearing behind the assassins and holding his blade in a defensive stance. Kojiro then ran forward, swinging his blade towards his attackers.
At the Sensou air base, Vincent removed his mask and helmet as he climbed out of the old harrier jet he'd just been piloting. He watched as the mechanics began working on the data of the machine. One mechanic was looking over the cockpit, but Vincent knew it was unnecessary. It had become a common occurrence for the mechanics not to touch the cockpit unless their commander told them something was wrong. Although Vincent remembered that he had left his helmet in there, the young man was probably going to get it.
"Don't mind him, he's new" A black haired woman said as she gave Vincent a bottle of water and a paper pad.
Vincent unscrewed the water and tipped it over his head. Then he read the pad; it had been a report from Sai on relief efforts. Hundreds alone had been wounded and some civilians were still missing. The woman who had given him the water called for some of the mechanics to follow her. Some of them followed, but Don stayed to work on the jet. As Vincent walked along he looked to the woman Sheryl Mercis. She was thirty-seven despite her younger appearance and acted as sort of a mother figure to many of the younger members of Sensou.
"What's up Vincent?" She asked.
At the moment she was wearing blue Sensou mechanics overalls but she did occasionally wear the standard officers uniform.
"How are your parents?" Vincent asked.
"They're fine, we went to visit Wes's grave today…it wasn't easy" Sheryl said.
Vincent nodded his head, he'd known Sheryl's son but had never actually spoken to him personally.
"Sir wouldn't you like to test flight the harrier again?" The new mechanic asked.
"No, I think it's about time I met with Cagalli, we need to discuss the direction that Orb will take from this point on" Vincent said.
"Hopefully they'll remain neutral, although I'm not holding my breath" Sheryl said.
The young mechanic lowered his cap as he reached into his pocket. He pulled out a knife and rushed towards Vincent. Suddenly, Vincent grabbed the man's wrist and slammed his head into his. Then he tripped him up and slammed his fist into the assassin's gut.
"Restrain that man" Vincent said.
Sheryl picked up the knife while the other Sensou mechanics pinned the man to the ground. Vincent put a hand to his chin as he contemplated the assassin's presence. Someone was really desperate to get him out of the way. He widened his eyes as he remembered what the spy had been doing earlier. Breaking off into a run, Vincent barged past several officers and straight towards the harrier hanger.
"EVERYONE GET CLEAR OF THE JET!" Vincent yelled.
The spy had been putting a bomb into the jets cockpit. When he heard that Vincent wasn't intending on flying he attempted a sneak attack in desperation. Vincent yelled out for the mechanic staff to clear the area. Don was climbing into the cockpit, retrieving the helmet that Vincent had left in there. He looked to Vincent in confusion before the jet exploded. The shockwave threw Vincent and some of the other mechanics back. Sheryl looked at the scene in shock before turning to the assassin. She punched the man across the head and grabbed his fringe.
"Who put you up to this?" She demanded.
Vincent got up off the floor and looked towards the wreckage.
"DON!" Vincent yelled.
He ran to the fiery wreck and pulled pieces of scrap off of the burnt mechanic. Don was writhing in agony, screaming at the top of his lungs. Vincent knelt down beside him, grabbing his hand as he yelled out one final time. When the silence passed, the Sensou crew knew that they had just lost one of their own. They each turned to the restrained spy as Sheryl delivered another punch to his face. Vincent remained silent as he walked towards the assassin. He grabbed the mans mouth and nose, prying it open.
"He has a cyanide capsule, Someone get a pair of pliers and make sure he doesn't bite down" The commander said fiercely.
The mechanics nodded their heads as they held the spy tightly. Assassins like these would have had suicide pills hidden within their teeth. Sheryl gave Vincent the pliers he needed and decided to inform Nena of Don's death. She didn't cringe at the sight of blood, but she didn't join Sensou to take part in torture of spies that were as young as her own son before his death. Vincent however had just lost a friend and one way or another he was going to get answers.
The Minerva was a buzz with the sight of ZAFT and Orb technicians. Joe settled for watching them work as he sat atop his Kampfer. He twirled a knife in his hand, sharpening the blade with a rock he kept. Rey was inside carrying out target practice while the girls and Shinn were out on shore leave. Talia was overseeing the repairs and communicating with command while Arthur was doing whatever he does.
"Ah the land of peace, although I cant wait to actually get back into the field" Joe said to himself.
"I hope your joking, getting back into the field usually involves getting shot at"
Joe looked down and narrowed his eyes at the two men waiting for him. He smirked as he jumped off the suits shoulder, landing on the bonnet of a van. Then he slid off the bonnet and looked the two men in the eye. One was a desert fighter judging from his tanned skin and the scar indicated his status as a veteran. The man beside him had black hair and looked to be the same age, tilting his sunglasses to reveal a pair of grey eyes.
"The Hawk and the Tiger" Joe said.
"Shhh, you'll give the game away" The black haired man said.
"Shut up Alaric"
"Call me John, actually Victor will probably do here" John Alaric said.
Andrew Waltfeld shook Joe's hand too. The ZAFT ace and former ZAFT commanders walked along the side of the Minerva.
"ZAFT seems to be doing well with us gone" John said.
"Yep, although we'll probably have another war on our hands, that means your kids will be out on the battlefield" Andy said.
"Yeah but Diane's doing well with the fleet, her promotion is well deserved"
Joe leant his arms against the two former commanders backs.
"Are you two enjoying retirement?" He asked.
"Hey we haven't retired" Andy pouted.
"We could still kick ass and take names, but we'd prefer to fix up coffees for our room mates" John explained.
"Yeah, Orb sells some good beans"
Joe shook his at their coffee obsession and climbed into the back of their jeep.
"Looks like you guys need to make a supply run, want some help with the heavy lifting?" Joe asked.
"Still looking for an excuse to slack off?" Andy asked.
"Now children lets not fight, we'll need some help getting some shells for the Minerva's guns, supplied courtesy of Sensou I believe" John said.
Joe laughed as John started the engine. A black suited figure watched them leave from the bushes. His eyes lacked pupils and a steel mask was wrapped around his neck and mouth. Grunting he took a pad he held and tapped on it, bringing up a communications feed. The screen showed the back end of a chair, looking out at space.
"Has their been any progress?" The man on the other side of the feed said.
"One Sensou mechanic was apparently killed, but the spy was caught, sir" The masked man said.
"Fine, you know what to do General if they fail"
"Yes sir, I promise I will not fail"
"If you do fail General Sin ensure that you take what you've learnt to heart, use that lesson to do better next time, or better yet get your hands dirty yourself for a change" The man explained before cutting the feed.
The masked man General Sin crushed the communicator and continued to stare at the Minerva in fury.
Branden head butted an assassin and drove his fist into another's stomach. Casvall flipped two assassins onto their back and looked to Silver Mask. The masked man was striking the assassins without mercy, delivering quick jabs and kicks that smashed their helmets. One assassin ran towards Silver Mask's left side, thrusting a knife forward. Casvall stepped in the way, catching the hand and twisting the knife out of the assassins grip. He then elbowed the killer's head and looked Silver Mask in the eye. They both looked one at one another for a moment, standing back to back before rushing forward.
Kojiro pierced his sword through an assassin's chest and slashed two more across their waists. The other assassins slammed their blades against Kojiro's sword, leaning into their strikes to push him back. Swinging his blade back, Kojiro side stepped a swipe and then slashed the assassin across the neck. Twirling his blade in his hand he then knocked a blade from one of the assassins hands. Grabbing the blade, Kojiro then stabbed both weapons into the assassins' chest. Two more assassins stood their ground and gripped their blades tightly as they stared Kojiro down.
Vincent walked out of the hanger, removing his blood stained jumpsuit. He threw the clothes into a bin and walked away as the mechanics dragged the toothless spy away. Leaning his head against a wall, Vincent grinded his teeth together before letting out a yell.
"DAMN IT!" He yelled.
He kicked a tray of tools off of its trolley and looked up at the Jegan. The components for the burning armour had been put away in storage away from any potential spies. Yet there was still a risk that the Jegan had been sabotaged as well. Climbing up the ladder, Vincent opened the cockpit of the machine and checked over the systems.
"What the hell are you doing?" Gekido would have demanded of him.
Moving the Jegan forward, Vincent showed little emotion as the alarms blared. Sheryl and Nick looked away from their workstations and widened their eyes as the Jegan marched out of its hanger. The Jegan's knee joints began to sizzle while electricity ran up its arm. Nick rushed to get a medical kit while Sheryl began typing away at the radio.
"Commander Rach get out of the machine now" Sheryl said.
Vincent gripped the controls tightly as static went across his view screen. The armour of the Jegan began to crumble while its visor cracked.
"What kind of sabotage is this, could it be a virus of some kind?" Vincent wondered.
Suddenly the cockpit of his machine opened and Nick grabbed the collar of his shirt.
"EVERYONE MOVE!" Nick yelled as he dragged Vincent out of the machine.
The Jegan stumbled across the airfield, cracks continuing to run across its armour. Suddenly, the eye visor took on a red colour before the machine flew into the air. Sensou officers and mechanics watched as the Jegan flew further and further towards the clouds. It spread its arms out and exploded in a cloud of energy. The shockwave knocked some of the Sensou workers back. Sheryl widened her eyes in shock at the readings on the computer. Nicky bought Vincent to the hanger they were working in and both men looked at the laptop read outs.
"I checked the Jegan's last schematic read out, a component had been added to it that wasn't there before" Sheryl said.
"A bomb that destroys not only the mobile suit but crashes the system so that the pilot cant get out" Vincent said. "At least in theory"
"What do you mean sir?" Nick asked.
"You managed to open the cockpit and pull me out in time"
"I did pull you out but I'm not the one who opened the hatch" Nick said.
Vincent ran a hand through his hair before slamming them against a table. He narrowed his eyes and looked to Sheryl.
"Get me a phone and contact the Plants, also send the order for our factories to begin mass production of the Jegan's, and get me my replacement suit the ReZEL" Vincent said.
Sheryl looked at her commander in shock while Nick stepped back slightly.
"Sir, are you serious, bringing out the ReZEL is one thing but mass producing the Jegan…"
"A WAR IS COMING! THE EA HAS UPGRADED THEIR SUITS AND SO HAS ZAFT! IF WE DON'T GAIN STRENGTH NOW THEN WE DESERVE DESTRUCTION!" Vincent yelled.
He ran to his office and opened his drawer. Taking out his old EA uniform, Vincent looked at the blue jacket before ripping it in half.
"So that's is huh, you're just going to give into hatred?"
"No, I'm not doing that, I know that the spy was lying, he has to be…I cant fight this war as a former Earth Alliance soldier, rather I have to fight this war as the supreme commander of the Sensou and ZAFT joint coalition" Vincent said to himself and the journal of his mentor as he put on his Sensou jacket.
He gripped the small journal tightly before opening it and pressing a pen to the paper of a free page.
If you want peace, then prepare to defend yourself, if you want revenge then forget peace. Revenge and peace do not come hand in hand; one is a pointless dream while the other is unachievable. But what I do know is this, I will fight for those that have been lost but it wont be for revenge. I'll fight and remember them, remember their names, their faces as I fly to battle. Peace is a dream and revenge though achievable is useless. The hate ends with me, I'll release aggression into my strikes but I wont hate my enemy, I will look and talk to my enemy with rage but I wont hate him. Rage will be a weapon I'll use for combat, but not to push this world into war. If the hate doesn't stop then nothing will change in this world. I'll fight for the promise of order and for the memories of the people lost because of warmongers.
He slammed the book shut and put it in his pocket before taking the phone Sheryl offered him.
"Is this the Chairman's office, tell him to call me back as soon as he can and to strengthen his border patrol unit" Vincent said.
"Commander why are you giving ZAFT advice like that?" Sheryl asked.
"Two days, that's how long until the Earth Alliance will launch its attack, get Casvall into space so that he can lead the mobile suit forces we'll be sending there" Vincent explained, throwing out orders like a natural instinct. "Prepare ships for launch into space and out into the region, I want all crews gathered and sent out for launch before the Alliance sends its offer to Orb"
"You're asking us to evacuate Orb?" Nick asked.
"That's what I'm ordering Armstrong, get your gear together and get moving, call Kojiro and Branden, tell them to get their suits and meet me at the coordinates I'll be sending to their PDA's"
Nick and Sheryl watched the commander leave, slightly taken aback by his new fire. But they quickly adjusted and got to work. Sheryl began calling Sensou members to cancel leave and to get their families to the office. Nick called Sensou factories across the globe and told them to begin mass production of the Jegan units and to prepare Sensou shuttles and ships for launch across the ocean and up into space.
The Purpose Mark 2 flew through trees and rocks as it approached the Green Frame. Slamming its fist against the Astray's rifle, the Purpose threw the machine back. Then it took flight into the air, dodging Triskeros missiles fired by the Gold Frame. Mina moved her machine to the right and crew one of her swords. She swung the blade at the Gundam, but much to her shock it caught the blade between its hands. Mina then ignited the beam sabre on her shield and swung it towards the Purpose's face. Suddenly, the Gundam gave off a crimson pulse, knocking the Gold Frame back.
"That thing is as powerful as Thanos said it would be" Trojan said.
"Don't get too worried Trojan, we can still drive it to expend some energy" Mina said.
The Purpose flew downwards, slamming its leg into the Green Frame's head and snatching its rifle. Then the AI machine smacked the piloted Gundam across the head, knocking it to the ground. Mina aimed at the Purpose and fired another volley of Triskeros missiles. However much to her shock, several beams flew into the missiles, destroying them in midair. Mina turned to where the blasts had come from, trying to find the sniper.
"An enemy?" She wondered.
Flying upwards, the Purpose drew its beam sabre and slashed off the Gold Frame's arm, the same arm it had stolen from the body of the Blitz. Grabbing the appendage, the Purpose then smacked the Gold Frame across the head, shattering its eye lenses. Mina watched in shock as the Purpose flew off, carrying her Gold Frame's arm with it. Jeremiah laughed as he watched the scene, holding a bag of popcorn and shoving the snacks down his mouth.
"What a creative method of fighting, hit your enemy with its own weapon, I've got to build myself an AI unit, or at least see these other Purposes" Jeremiah explained.
"Sir, what of this sniper?" Jessica asked.
"What of him, he hasn't shot down any of ours yet, when he does then he'll become a threat" Jeremiah said.
He leant back and watched as the Purpose Mark 2 flew into the sunset.
Over in Orb, Kojiro stabbed the final assassin in the chest and answered his phone. He listened to Vincent's orders and acknowledged them. Sheathing his sword, he left the bodies and walked out of the library. Branden grabbed an assassin's arm and threw him over his shoulder. He spat on the assassin's helmet before turning to Silver Mask and Casvall. With eyes wide in shock, Branden watched as Casvall and Silver Mask fought like one. Casvall stood to Silver Mask's left, slamming his elbow into an assassin's face. Silver Mask slammed his head against an assassin and then punched another in the gut. The two men then jumped around, kicking the final two assassins to the ground.
"He couldn't be" Branden said.
Casvall looked at Silver Mask for a moment before looking to a conscious assassin. Silver Mask walked away while Branden grabbed the assassin's neck.
"Talk, who put you up to this?" He asked.
"Like we'll tell you" The assassin said.
"If you don't tell me then I'll throw you all off the edge" Branden said.
"A useless threat, but I don't see any point in fighting any more"
Branden lifted the man off the floor, throwing him against a tree and waiting for him to answer. The other assassins looked to him and nodded.
"Code word: Gundam's suck!"
Branden widened his eyes in horror as the assassins helmets sparked with electricity. The assassins screamed as they convulsed in agony. Casvall merely looked at the grave they had come to visit, ignoring the suicides of the assassins around him.
"What the hell was that?" Branden asked.
The Middle Eastern team cursed, remembering that Casvall couldn't answer his questions, even though he knew exactly what had happened. These assassins had devices built into their brains that would react to a code word spoke from their own tongue. They were a new form of suicide fighters. Branden grabbed his phone and listened to Vincent's orders.
"What, we're going to the Minerva, but why?" Branden asked.
"Don't question the order Branden, have your mobile suit ready at the location I'm sending you" Vincent said.
"BUT MY GUNDAM IS TRASHED!" Branden yelled.
His yelling fell on deaf ears as Vincent hung up the phone. Vincent parked his car at the beach car park and walked over the hill. Flay smiled as she waved for Vincent to come over. As Vincent walked towards Kira and Lacus's ruined house he remembered something that had been written in Gekido's journal.
Some people have an extraordinary ability, the ability to tell whether or not today will be a bad day from the second they wake up. Unfortunately I have that ability and today is a bad day.
'This whole years gonna be a bad one Gekido' Vincent thought.
Next Chapter 14: Memories of comfort and pain
Lions Silence Preview
Silence, that was all there was in space. You would hear nothing for miles if you floated alone. There was no comfort, no light. The wreckage of a Qubeley tapped against the side of a destroyed Gundam. And still nothing could be heard, no cries, no comfort, only silence.
"AAAAAGH!"
"HE'S AWAKE!"
"Damn it, someone knock him out, we're not performing surgery on a live…AAAGH!"
"Someone get the tranquillisers before his psycho waves go out of control"
"He's already out of control, is bringing him back really worth it?"
"SAKON DATE! I'LL KILL YOU!"
"Strap him down now!"
"RAAAGH! FOUR…WHERE ARE YOU!"
Beams and missiles flew across space, slamming against ships and hitting mobile suits. A GM impaled a Dagger, but was quickly shot by a Windam. Zaku's fired their missile launchers, hitting Windams and Daggers alike. A Black Zaku Kai threw its axe, slamming into a ZAFT Zaku. Two Jegan's flew around a Musai Class carrier, firing their grenades into the bridge. The footage of the battle paused and a man in uniform turned to face his soldiers. His uniform was black with red lining on the collar. Pilots of various ages and backgrounds looked at him as he spoke. They shared the same uniform and thus the same ideal.
"Though we are small in number, our light will lead this world to a new age, an age where humanity can reach its full potential in space, by leaving the confines of Earth's gravity humanity will finally rise and take on the power and understand that comes with being a spacenoid, with being a Newtype" The officer explained. "I guarantee to all of you, I swear on the honour of the Zabi family that we will rise as the new inheritors of this world, HAIL ZEON!"
Gihren Zabi
"Durandal has his schemes, Thanos has his vaunted honour and Djibril's madness will drive Earth to further ruin, the time has come for humanity to finally abandon the gravity of that poisoned planet"
(Gackt Longing)
Cronicle Asher
The Rig Contio charged its beam cannon and cut a Sensou Salamis Kai in half. Then it drew its beam sabre and slammed it against the shield of a Jegan. Inside the Contio, a pilot in a yellow flight suit with a white mask yelled as he impaled the mobile suit.
"I am an ace pilot of Zeon, what makes you think any of you can fight me?" He asked.
He fired a claw from his Contio's shoulder, grabbing a GM and pulling it towards his sabre.
"The whole world is changing, those who don't adapt to that change deserve to die, don't get in the way of us changing this world for the better"
Ginias Sahalin
"You left our family years ago Aina, do not question what I do with our fortune, when the world changes it will be my name that echoes as the one whose genius changed this world"
Aina slapped her brother across the face, glaring at him with tears in her eyes.
"Earth was our home once too you know, why destroy it?" She asked.
Ginias frowned at his sister before swinging his arm back.
Funnels flew around Sensou Jegan's, shooting them from all directions. Natarle yelled out for her crew to fire their selection of missiles. But each missile was intercepted by a beam blast. A Gundam covered by shadows fired its beam rifle, creating an explosion at the front of the Sensou ship.
"Don't let up, all mobile suits focus on the G-Type mobile suit" Natarle said.
Roux Louka
"Damn it, what the hell is Casvall thinking, Roux Louka launching in the Zeta Gundam" The light haired girl said.
The Zeta Gundam flew out of the Sensou base class ship. It's arms and legs folded as it transformed out of Wave rider mode. Roux armed her beam rifle and flew forward towards the battlefield.
"Come on bad boy, try to keep up"
Judau Ashta
"Would you quit calling me that Roux, okay here we go…ahem…DOCKING TO FORM DOUBLE ZETA!"
The parts of the ZZ formed together and the bulky mobile suit spread its arms out. Judau flew the mobile suit forward, preparing both beam cannon and sabre for the coming fight.
"I cant believe we have to fight Casvall" Judau said.
"Quit complaining Judau, how difficult can one guy be against two Gundam's?" Roux asked.
The Hyaku Shiki suddenly threw out of the debris field, flying straight towards the Gundams.
"He's attacking head on?" Judau asked.
Casvall kicked the Double Zeta across the head then flew underneath the Zeta Gundam. Roux yelled as something slammed into the back of her mobile suit, sending it crashing into the Double Zeta.
The mute man looked at the grave he visited and suddenly the scenery shifted to space. He looked around, his eyes wide in fear as he saw people floating around him. They all shared the same expression as they looked down at the Earth. Stumbling forward, Casvall found himself in a field of flowers. He looked at the back of a woman as she picked flowers. But as he reached out to her she faded and the flowers wilted and died.
"Father, what future is there for Earth, when we are the ones who will destroy it?"
Rosamia Badam
"Even though you cant talk, I do know what your thinking, how Gihren seems like he's mad in his speeches, perhaps he is but I do know this, the man we really follow is leading us to a future in which all those whom live in space are free, that's a future we could share with those of Earth who are suffering because of Djibril's hatred"
Rosamia patted an orphan's head, smiling as the children played. She walked past Casvall, grabbing the shoulder of his shirt.
"You could become a hero to those children, children whom have lost families because of the greed of adults, if you dedicated yourself to reaching your full potential then you could become the leader that preserved all of our dreams"
A blue and black Strike E walked to the catapult, lining up with machines like the Berga Dalas and the Zoloat. Rosamia slid her faceplate down and flew out of the Zamouth Garr.
Kincado Nau
A Gundam unveiled an X shaped backpack as it threw off its cloak. The black haired pilot narrowed his eyes at the Hyaku Shiki. Drawing his beam sabre, he flew forward and slammed the blade against the Shiki's sabre.
"Casvall, you don't have to fight alone, you aren't alone you know that right?" Kincado asked.
Casvall pushed the Crossbone's Gundam back and drew both beam sabres. Kincado gave off his Newtype energy, trying to reach the silent pilot.
"CASVALL ATHHA!"
In the depths of a space colony a masked commander walked towards a gigantic machine. Hundreds of chambers had been attached to the machine and the masked man smiled as his scientists quivered.
"Sir, I don't see what capturing all these colonists will do for Gihren's plans" One of the scientists said.
"I once wondered what would happen if people shared the same dream, but that's foolish, because no one has the same dream…Gihren wants destruction, I want to show everyone their dreams and let them take an eternal comfort in those dreams" The masked man.
"But sir, Captain Leonard this is immoral"
"THIS IS WHY I SURVIVED!"
Alex Leonard burst into uncontrollable laughter.
Natarle opened her eyes, looking upon her crewmembers. She and Bright had a machine and they would carry it out.
"We have our orders, we are to eliminate the Zeon terrorist force, aid the contingent from Mars if the retrieval of their kidnapped civilians and if possible arrest Casvall for abandoning his post"
Gundam Liberty: Lion's Silence, coming soon
Hope everyone enjoyed the chapter