“Anyone who wishes to step up for the entrance exam please step up.” A different voice said upon the intercom. It was clear to those hearing it that the voice was bored and was just doing it because he had to and sounded like he had a lot better things to do than do this.

Without letting anyone else stand up, Jess got out of the seat and walked up. “So, let’s get this on the road.” said jessica as she walked up to the pilot booth. She placed the container on the launch section, the tube opening and revealing the titan painted woundwort. “Let’s entertain you.” the girl said waiting now for the battle to start.

“If you are ready please be warned this will be set on damage level set to C and the field Plains” the voice called once more in the same droll tone though it carried a soft hint of annoyance at the “children” he was being forced to babysit. As that was said the field materialized a large open plain with no place to hide or things to use to the advantage. Rather it was rather flat minus the hills in the distance. As soon as it was done materializing a line of Barzam in AEUG colors came out their rifles preparing to fire.

The woundwort was standing in the middle of the open field, staring down the Barzam opposing her. Having long range capacity with the beam rifle, the girl would wait for them to start moving before pushing the Woundwort into the air. As the 5 barzam began to close in, she targeted one and aimed the long range beam rifle. Pulling the trigger so to speak, she unleashed the hell that was the woundworts long rifle. A massive purple beam erupted from the barrel, the beam tearing up the ground as it raced towards and evaporated one of the barzams. Letting the rifle cool off a bit, the heat dissipation blades on the sides began glowing red with heat, the woundwort taking evasive action that looked more akin to dancing than anything, letting the suits close in. 

The Barzams took the loss of one of their numbers in stride as they continued their charge letting out powerful beam shots in tandem with others 2 fired than the other 2 and so forth. A tactic that would be deadly in larger numbers sadly their meager amount limited the amount they were doing. Though slowly more came out one by one more groups of 5 coming out till their numbers was overwhelming their same tactic carrying along with the others. Their beam rifle bound to overwhelm a shield and cause a temporary waiver to fields due to the constant barrage of shots.

The first four were easy to dodge but as their numbers increased it was becoming annoying. Leaving the ground once more, she jumped up into the air, holding out the shield as another volley of fifteen or so shot at her, the i field activating and bending the shots around her suit, slinging back around and impacting a number of the barzams. Plunging downwards, she detached the secondary unit from her arm, the unit floating around and the hand forming, beams firing off the fingertips and cutting through the barzams in large numbers, the i field redirecting shots in bound, dodging enough to keep the shields up. 

Letting the lose of the suits they changed tactics forming a single file as they charged forward forming a white, blue and red swarm in a singular line charging towards the woundwort. Letting none of the deaths stop them singular in purpose as they continued their charge forward. The ones in front taking the shots as the ones behind stayed safe. As they did this they continued their volley it was traditional horde tactics sending in numbers against an overwhelming enemy.

The girl saw the single file and she merely sighed at this. Of Course they would lessen the blows against the rearward ones by using the forward suits as a shield against her beam. That was unless she negated the stacking all together. Taking aim once more and aiming a bit downwards, she fired and jumped a bit, the angling on the beam as she moved upwards carving the head unit and upper torsos of the barzams clean from them in a cleansing beam. The move decimated the line and wiped them out, leaving exploding suits in its wake. 
“I thought i was getting a fight, not a practice in patience for you!” called out Jess annoyedly, this having been nothing. 

As if answering her question a beam saber came in a downward slice from behind her. As bright green eyes flashed in the smoke before it vanished again. As the remaining Barzams stopped their frontal charge rather resorting to guerilla tactics going in for shots before retreating. As they were doing this she was being pestered by a fast flurry of beam saber attacks from a unknown suit. 

The i field protected her from the beam sword long enough for the girl to move away from the suit. Finding herself on the defensive, the girl got annoyed rather massively. Guerrilla tactics abound, she growled. Charging the beam rifle, she began to fire and spun around, destroying the remaining barzams and leaving her to face this suit alone. Taking several hits to her i field, the girl finally got the beat of the suit fighting her, able to not quite match it, but have good enough guesses to start dodging. “Quit hiding in the mist! Have you no honor that you’d claim a victory like a coward!” she growled out over the comms while holding off the suit. 

“Titans has no pride to begin with!” A voice called out as a image appeared in revealing a staticy image of Quattro Bajeena. As the Hyaku Shiki revealed itself in its glory its gold plating gleaming in the sun its Mega Bazooka launcher aimed and fired at the woundwort.

The wwound wort saw the mega bazooka and aimed the long beam rifle back at it. Firing at roughly the same time, the two beams collided in the middle of them, a massive explosion creating a crater that enveloped most of the battlefield. “Right, because you had so much honor when you helped Zeon gain power, win battles and let them not only drop a colony on earth, but let them use fucking G3 gas on a colony full of innocent people, fellow Spacenoids, what would your father think of you CASAVAL?!” she cried out, emerging from the smoke and clashing her heat blade with the shiki’s beam saber, in a struggle of power with the man. 

“I would like to first ask for forgiveness my actions was never just driven by revenge and in the end lead to the deaths of many a good person. BUT I stand here today as a redemption a way to seek forgiveness That is my answer!” He called out as he kicked the woundwort solidly in the stomach. 

The woundwort flew backwards, but transformed to lessen the blow of the kick. “Redemption? There is no redemption for a man like you! Billions of lives lay on your hands char! Saying i’m sorry doesn’t bring back the dead, set their spirits to rest. Owning up to it only means you’re ready to take responsibility for your actions and face the consequences.” She said as the beam rifle took aim at the nearly point blank shiki now. “So face the music and die already Char!” Jess called out as she discharged the buster rifle like beam at him. 

“You need to understand humanity is dragged down by this cradle called earth so I must fight on!” he exclaimed pointing his beam rifle in the direction of the woundwort and started firing just as the buster rifle let out a shot at him. Before deftly stepping to the side the beam from the buster rifle grazing the hyaku shiki leaving a gouge in the chest but relatively unharmed.

The I field defended the woundwort as the shots bent around the suit. The MA transforming back into an MS, the girl thrusting at him. “That doesn’t give you the right to choose who lives and dies! That sort of thinking is what killed your father! The way you act is exactly how the Zabi’s went about gaining power and controlling Zeon! You claim redemption but act exactly as they did those years ago char, who are you fooling? Yourself? “ she asked and charge him, maneuvering far more fluidly now.

With nary a word the hyaku shiki fired beam shots from its rifle at the woundwort trying to hit it as it dodged and weaved between the shots. Before long it took out its beam saber and started to chase after it with its speed pushing the max as the you can see the thrusters strain from how hard it was being pushed. As it grabbed its beam saber and threw it like a javelin piercing the back of the woundwort’s waverider mode.

The Woundwort purged the back pod and spun as the shiki was chasing it, giving enough time for her to bring the rifle down clean through the Shiki, cutting it clean in half. “Good fight char, rest easy.” she said, letting her momentum die off by using her sword to dig into the ground, slowing down the woundwort down and letting the two halves of the shiki fly off and explode. 

“Match over please head to the auditorium and await the results.” the voice said over the intercom a bit spitefully maybe he should kick it up a notch in difficulty? It was what those little blights deserved after all what good did they do after all beyond have some supposed talent with gunpla. 

“Tch, still not done. Don’t throw prototype shit at me and expect it to hold up, even char wouldn’t lose to me.” Said the girl, collecting her suit, noticing the damage to the rear pod. This angered her not quite irrationally, but enough to want to hit the guy. "Fucking scumbag." Jessica growled and looked at the other students. "Asshole has damage set to A." She responded before taking a seat back down.