New Mobile Report Gundam Wing: The Aftermath
Episode 2: The Majestic Zero One
Written by: Neutralizer
The very next day, Johnathan decides to build the unknown mobile suit utilizing the blueprints he had found.
Setting- Morning at the Abandoned Warehouse
The sound of metal clanging against metal echoes through the warehouse.
John: Man, this is tough work, this going to take forever.
But by following the blueprints, he was able to replicate the Wing Gundam.
Setting- 6 months later
John: Aah... its finally finished. And it looks pretty good. (Wipes sweat from forehead) I think based on the OZ Mobile Suit Database, this is a gundam called Wing Gundam that helped bring peace over 100 years ago. This same exact suit was piloted by Heero Yuy. I can't believe that I could find such a rare metal, gundanium with such abundance in here. (Stares at the mobile suit he just made in awe) Man, its a beauty, whoever designed it sure knows a lot about mobile suits.
Unknown to John, all that loud racket has stirred up some commotions and caused OZ officers to investigate it.
John heard a noise shuffle to the entrance of the door. The door creaked open and he heard someone shout, "Is anyone here?" John answered the door.
John: Hi, I'm John, I live here now.
OZ Officer: Oh, but you are just a homeless child.
John: So what?
OZ Officer: The neighbors have been complaining about loud metal sounds coming from the warehouse as if the plant has been reactived.
John: Oh, that's nothing. I was just making... uh... er...
John desperately looked for something metal to keep the officer from finding out about his gundam. Though he was training on it for quite a long time, studied its functions, and knows how to operate it well, he was not sure if he was ready, and he was not about to find out either. To his luck, John found a metal toy soldier. He picked it up and showed it to the OZ Officer.
OZ Officer: So what were you making in there.
John: I was making a toy. (Holds up metal toy soldier)
OZ Officer: For six months?!?!
John: I made a lot of them.
To John's luck again, he found a metal toy gun.
John: Such as this.
OZ Officer: Oh ok... I'll leave you alone to make your "toys."
As silently as he came in, the OZ Officer walked out, closing the door behind him. John heard a mutter of voices outside and then heard Commander say, "Prepare the Aries mobile suits to fire at the warehouse. I can't wait to find out what this kid's been up to all these 6 months with a mobile suit manufacturing plant. What could he possibly make, he's just a kid? HAHAHA!!!"
OZ Officer: You know, that's what they said when five young kids were actually Gundam pilots over 100 years ago. For crying out aloud, they were only 15 and they were the best mobile suit pilots you can ever find, each piloting a Gundam. I think you shouldn't underestimate these kids, you don't what they have in store for you.
"So they found out and are going to blow my cover huh? Well, let see them shudder and deal with this Gundam," chuckled John as he smirked. He hopped into the Wing Gundam, taking along with him all his stuff and vital materials for the gundam too, just as the Aries mobile suits started firing at the roof of the warehouse. Immediately the roof started burning and crowds from all over the city began to gather around the mysterious building that was being demolished. A couple of Aries mobile suits fired rockets that caused the roof to explode, blowing dust all over the place, covering the warehouse site. Before the dust cloud could clear and settle. Something from within the warehouse returned fire.
Aries Pilot: Enemy attack! Enemy attack!
Of course it didn't hit anything, but OZ and the people were shocked that such a young kid possessed such a powerful and dangerous weapon, yet they didn't think it was gundam, not even a mobile suit, just thought it was some kind of machine gun.
OZ Officer: That kid has got to be kidding me. Order all Aries mobile suits to fire rockets into the warehouse!
The Aries mobile suits fire a barrage of rockets and then comes silence. All of a sudden, green eyes glowed that penetrated the dust cloud.
OZ Officer: What the heck is going on?
Aries Pilot: I think it's a mobile suit.
OZ Officer: A kid pilot a mobile suit, what is it going to be a weak and puny Leo mobile suit?
Commander: I thought you said not to underestimate the kid. "You don't what they have in store for you."
OZ Officer: Not in this case.
Suddenly, the Gundam emerges from the dust cloud, swings its beam sabre around, instantly destroying 2 Aries mobile suits.
John: FOOLS!!! Anyone who messes with me has a date with his maker!
Aries Pilot: It's a mobile suit!
OZ Officer: It's a Gundam!!! Commander, contact the general, hurry! NOW!!!
The Commander dials the General and displays him on the view screen for the Officer to talk to him.
General: So how's it going?
OZ Officer: Not too well...
General: What do you mean not too well?!?!
OZ Officer: There's a Gundam down here!!!
OZ OFficer: It just destroyed two Aries suits like they were nothing.
General: No way!
OZ Officer: Way!
General: Let me see it.
The OZ Officer turns the view screen so the General could see the mobile suit. Being wise and all, the General concluded that it was definitely a Gundam, actually Wing Gundam, OZ codenamed Zero One.
OZ Officer: You mean that is the legendary Zero One.
General: Yep. Pretty sure.
OZ Officer: What are we going to do.
General: Get your buns out of there. You are going to die if you don't. Retreat!!!
OZ Officer: OK, but first I have to - AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
General: What the heck is going on there?
Aries Pilot: NOOOOOOO!!!
The General had saw with his very own eyes the Gundam destroying several mobile suits at the same time with its beam sabre, plus it had also killed one of his trusted officers.
General: Hmm... The pilot of this mobile suit and the mobile suit itself is incredible. It's superior than our forces. We will have trouble dealing with this and it would be even worse if others followed him. It would also humiliate OZ's reputation if the poeple found out that just a Gundam was easily able to defeat our forces. We must keep this incident a secret. (Turns around to see his secretary) Kill all the witnesses who saw the Gundam and don't let that Gundam leave that area. Call all nearby mobile suit forces to attack the Gundam. AND WHATEVER YOU DO, DON'T DO ANYTHING STUPID TO ANGER OR PROVOKE THE GUNDAM PILOT!!!
Secretary: Yes, sir!
Soon the entire force was destroyed by a single mobile suit, the Wing Gundam. The only ones left were the OZ Officers and the spectators. The OZ Officers heard the General's command to kill all the spectators and hurrily threw grenades into the crowd, instantly killing the ones hit by the explosion and eventually killing the rest with shrapnel.
John: How dare you harm innocent people! You are truly evil, now you will have to pay the price!
OZ Officers: (frightened) AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!
John turns around to fire his vulcans at the remaining OZ Officers, killing them too. Unfortunately for OZ, their mobile suit forces were ignorant and slow to arrive at the scene. By the time, they reached the battle zone, the Wing Gundam had already transformed into bird mode and flew away.
General: You bunch of idiotic baboons! I told you not to provoke the Gundam pilot, but no... you wouldn't listen to me. Now that stupid Gundam is getting away and showing off in front of the whole friggin' city as a symbol of rebellion!! Of all the regiments in the world, this is the one that had to be at the exact time and place a Gundam shows up!!! I still wonder why I keep this job.
But the mobile suit pilots who had just arrived paid no heed to what the general said, and instead thought, "Whoa, that's some mobile suit." As John flew across the city, he glanced out the window from his Wing Gundam and noticed that many people were staring at his mobile suit in awe, wondering if this could be the new age of rebellion against OZ. John became serious and focused his mind on the path he took for his destiny.
To Be Continued in Episode Three...
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