Cyrania
Half Pint
Sadu
Captain Uni
IAmTheIsland
Cyberlad
SONIC
mickilennial
King Kindred
Lunamaria Hawke---ZSW A Baoa Qu, 20 minutes earlier---
Crimson had arrived and already entered the NuSazabi. The red light appeared on his console to indicate time elapsing "Alright, units, launch. Do not approach the colony in formation, their outdated sensors may mistake us for just meteors." He ordered. The NuSazabi stomped over to the catapult "Crimson Front, Launching!" He said before the catapult fired him out into the black void. Phase 1 of his plan was coming together. What nobody but him and Cromwell know, was that this wasn't just a mission to capture a colony with the help of some relics of bygone wars, but a rescue mission. "Remember, if you see the Wing Zero, do not engage it. Get close to, or inside of the colony, its main weapon is a pair of heavy particle cannons. A direct hit on the colony will tear it apart, so it won't dare use them. If you engage it, call me and i'll deal with it myself. Zero is powerful, but she's old. From here on in, radio silence. Do not break until i tell you." He said. The suits flew through space. "And to think... It was almost me." He sighed. "Mother, father... I'm doing something very wicked... But the Federation you knew is dead. The only way forward is to tear out the weeds at the root and regrow... Am i trying to convince you or me?" He groaned. No, he was definitely right. Everything the Federation had done, was doing was going to continue to do if he didn't stop them. He NEEDED to do this.
---Advent Colony, Control room---
One man sat at the desk, monitoring the communications going on in the colony. He barely glanced over at the radar, when he noticed 20 blips moving in. He scooted his chair over to the radar and looked at it. Probably a meteor shower... He pushed a few buttons to get of the remote camera's to reposition and have a look. Zooming in, he saw the strange objects. Although they were far too distant for him to confirm what they actually were. As he stared, the communications grid lit up with chatter of the Gundams being stolen, but he didn't notice. He finally got up and walked over to his desk, then, without looking at the monitor, punched in the call to the Colony Leader. "Hey, boss. Got some bogey's coming into view of the colony... Not sure, but we may need to prepare to close the mirrors if they're meteors." He replied. "Alright, i'll get right on that." He finished, before putting it down, he turned back to the monitor to see the comms having lit up like a christmas tree. "Holy hell..." He muttered, pressing several buttons, he got several transmissions. "Hijacking at the air-show?" he asked. He then sighed, probably a prank, but better call it in. He hated pranks like this, it meant more paper work. He then pressed a few more buttons to order police to the area, to either help out or arrest the little bugger that just made his day harder. It was that point that the office shook as he heard a thud. Looking behind him, he looked out of the window to see 3 Gundams floating outside. He waved, whereas the Gundam and ZZ Gundam flew down a tunnel underneath his office towards the docks to force the doors open, the MKII pushed a finger through the window, the man cowered and jumped over his desk, rushing towards the wall as the Gundam pulled the finger out.
"Alright, i want you to unlock all of the security gates to the outside, but do not open them. Comply and you will not be harmed." the voice came through the MKII's speakers. The man, shaking like a leaf in a strong wind, did as he was told, slowly approaching the desk and putting through an override to release access to the main gates. "Good job." The MKII said, before it dropped and began to fly after the other 2.
---The Airshow---
Greg sat at the controls of the Zeta, shaking a lot. He had never seen death before. And now, he was sat here, powerless to do anything whilst his families friend bled to death in front of him. He couldn't even get the cockpit to open. "Come on, we need to get moving." He said, if he could find someone outside, they could help. He had been a member of the under 20's Mobile Suit Club since he was 9 and had had countless hours of piloting the small mobile suits. But this thing was like upgrading from a childs RC car to an F1. The Gundam took a few simple steps to towards the big doors that led outside. "Ok, so far so good." He couldn't see a way through, the Zeta pushed its hand out to push the door open, but it simply went straight through the iron doors. "OOOOOOHHH!!! My bad!" He stammered. The doors fell down and he walked through them to the next room to see the engineers working on the RX-79. "Hello!" He called.
"Wait, who the hell are you? A kid, get out of that thing." the older engineer yelled.
"You have to help, Martan's been shot by some crazy lady that tried to steal the Zeta." He said.
"Yeah, a likely story." The engineer replied. "I'm calling the supervisor." He took out his phone and began dialing. Gregory sighed.
"Alright, well, whilst you mess about, my friend is dying in there. I'm going to go out and make sure nothing else happens." He said, the Engineers began dialing faster, as, as far as they were concerned, the Zeta was being hijacked. The Zeta pushed its way out of the doors and onto the field, Gregory looked around to see the place not as lively as before, with people taking cover in the stands. He could hear the unmistakable sound of battle outside. "Alright, let's see if we can get a bett-" He pushed a a button and the Zeta transformed into it's flight mode and blasted into the sky. "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-" Greg managed to blurt out as he was almost crushed against his seat by the G-forces. He looked down to see the Haro's bouncing around, but also the battle outside of the stadium, where the Dijeh, Gelgoog and RX-79 had just destroyed a trio of GM's that were guarding the event. "Shit..." He groaned.
"POTTY MOUTH! POTTY MOUTH!!!" Red chirped. The 3 Mobile Suits immediately boosted upwards towards him.
"No time for that." He pressed the comm button again. "Mayday, mayday, mayday, this is Zeta Gundam, i am under attack by 3 of the suits from the Museum, i need help." He said. Luckily, he was substantially faster than them, so he quickly lost them. He then looked back to see a White mobile suit approaching them. "Hello, White suit, this is Zeta, can you hear me. Look, i'm just a kid who was messing about with this thing when some psycho bitch shot my friend, can you help me?" He asked. The stolen suits scattered, they knew that their only mission objective was to stay alive. Also, due to the antique nature of the machines, they knew that the security forces would be trying to disable and recapture them. So, giving them the runaround wouldn't be difficult.
---Outside of Advent---
The strike force finally arrived, just as the battleship came into radar-contact with the colony. Crimson smiled, turning on his comms. "All units, break and attack, Gaza-F's get to colony quick, secure a landing for the Geara-Doga's" He ordered. The Gaza-F wings immediately transformed and shot towards the colony.
Inside, the Gundam and ZZ had finally secured an Airlock for the suits to enter. The doors opened and 7 Gaza F suits landed, transforming back. "Alright, that's your part done, where's Zeta?" the Gaza pilot asked.
"She blew it, We got these though and the MKII is on its way. We'll return to A Baoa Qu and get back here with some Gaza's." The ZZ's pilot said. The ZZ transformed and the Gundam climbed on before they blasted off, towards the battleship as it approached. Soon, the rest of the strike-force made it to the hangar.
"Alright," Crimson said. "Nice dock, but the A Baoa Qu won't fit in here. Gaza's, go and secure one of the bulk transport docks. It'll be big enough. The rest of you follow me in and prepare for ground assault, if we can push our way up to the administration levels, we'll be able to force a surrender." He said. "Captain Cadogan, head into the colony and protect the entrances to the docks, buy us the time we need and remember what i said about Sector 78." He ordered.
Crimson had arrived and already entered the NuSazabi. The red light appeared on his console to indicate time elapsing "Alright, units, launch. Do not approach the colony in formation, their outdated sensors may mistake us for just meteors." He ordered. The NuSazabi stomped over to the catapult "Crimson Front, Launching!" He said before the catapult fired him out into the black void. Phase 1 of his plan was coming together. What nobody but him and Cromwell know, was that this wasn't just a mission to capture a colony with the help of some relics of bygone wars, but a rescue mission. "Remember, if you see the Wing Zero, do not engage it. Get close to, or inside of the colony, its main weapon is a pair of heavy particle cannons. A direct hit on the colony will tear it apart, so it won't dare use them. If you engage it, call me and i'll deal with it myself. Zero is powerful, but she's old. From here on in, radio silence. Do not break until i tell you." He said. The suits flew through space. "And to think... It was almost me." He sighed. "Mother, father... I'm doing something very wicked... But the Federation you knew is dead. The only way forward is to tear out the weeds at the root and regrow... Am i trying to convince you or me?" He groaned. No, he was definitely right. Everything the Federation had done, was doing was going to continue to do if he didn't stop them. He NEEDED to do this.
---Advent Colony, Control room---
One man sat at the desk, monitoring the communications going on in the colony. He barely glanced over at the radar, when he noticed 20 blips moving in. He scooted his chair over to the radar and looked at it. Probably a meteor shower... He pushed a few buttons to get of the remote camera's to reposition and have a look. Zooming in, he saw the strange objects. Although they were far too distant for him to confirm what they actually were. As he stared, the communications grid lit up with chatter of the Gundams being stolen, but he didn't notice. He finally got up and walked over to his desk, then, without looking at the monitor, punched in the call to the Colony Leader. "Hey, boss. Got some bogey's coming into view of the colony... Not sure, but we may need to prepare to close the mirrors if they're meteors." He replied. "Alright, i'll get right on that." He finished, before putting it down, he turned back to the monitor to see the comms having lit up like a christmas tree. "Holy hell..." He muttered, pressing several buttons, he got several transmissions. "Hijacking at the air-show?" he asked. He then sighed, probably a prank, but better call it in. He hated pranks like this, it meant more paper work. He then pressed a few more buttons to order police to the area, to either help out or arrest the little bugger that just made his day harder. It was that point that the office shook as he heard a thud. Looking behind him, he looked out of the window to see 3 Gundams floating outside. He waved, whereas the Gundam and ZZ Gundam flew down a tunnel underneath his office towards the docks to force the doors open, the MKII pushed a finger through the window, the man cowered and jumped over his desk, rushing towards the wall as the Gundam pulled the finger out.
"Alright, i want you to unlock all of the security gates to the outside, but do not open them. Comply and you will not be harmed." the voice came through the MKII's speakers. The man, shaking like a leaf in a strong wind, did as he was told, slowly approaching the desk and putting through an override to release access to the main gates. "Good job." The MKII said, before it dropped and began to fly after the other 2.
---The Airshow---
Greg sat at the controls of the Zeta, shaking a lot. He had never seen death before. And now, he was sat here, powerless to do anything whilst his families friend bled to death in front of him. He couldn't even get the cockpit to open. "Come on, we need to get moving." He said, if he could find someone outside, they could help. He had been a member of the under 20's Mobile Suit Club since he was 9 and had had countless hours of piloting the small mobile suits. But this thing was like upgrading from a childs RC car to an F1. The Gundam took a few simple steps to towards the big doors that led outside. "Ok, so far so good." He couldn't see a way through, the Zeta pushed its hand out to push the door open, but it simply went straight through the iron doors. "OOOOOOHHH!!! My bad!" He stammered. The doors fell down and he walked through them to the next room to see the engineers working on the RX-79. "Hello!" He called.
"Wait, who the hell are you? A kid, get out of that thing." the older engineer yelled.
"You have to help, Martan's been shot by some crazy lady that tried to steal the Zeta." He said.
"Yeah, a likely story." The engineer replied. "I'm calling the supervisor." He took out his phone and began dialing. Gregory sighed.
"Alright, well, whilst you mess about, my friend is dying in there. I'm going to go out and make sure nothing else happens." He said, the Engineers began dialing faster, as, as far as they were concerned, the Zeta was being hijacked. The Zeta pushed its way out of the doors and onto the field, Gregory looked around to see the place not as lively as before, with people taking cover in the stands. He could hear the unmistakable sound of battle outside. "Alright, let's see if we can get a bett-" He pushed a a button and the Zeta transformed into it's flight mode and blasted into the sky. "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-" Greg managed to blurt out as he was almost crushed against his seat by the G-forces. He looked down to see the Haro's bouncing around, but also the battle outside of the stadium, where the Dijeh, Gelgoog and RX-79 had just destroyed a trio of GM's that were guarding the event. "Shit..." He groaned.
"POTTY MOUTH! POTTY MOUTH!!!" Red chirped. The 3 Mobile Suits immediately boosted upwards towards him.
"No time for that." He pressed the comm button again. "Mayday, mayday, mayday, this is Zeta Gundam, i am under attack by 3 of the suits from the Museum, i need help." He said. Luckily, he was substantially faster than them, so he quickly lost them. He then looked back to see a White mobile suit approaching them. "Hello, White suit, this is Zeta, can you hear me. Look, i'm just a kid who was messing about with this thing when some psycho bitch shot my friend, can you help me?" He asked. The stolen suits scattered, they knew that their only mission objective was to stay alive. Also, due to the antique nature of the machines, they knew that the security forces would be trying to disable and recapture them. So, giving them the runaround wouldn't be difficult.
---Outside of Advent---
The strike force finally arrived, just as the battleship came into radar-contact with the colony. Crimson smiled, turning on his comms. "All units, break and attack, Gaza-F's get to colony quick, secure a landing for the Geara-Doga's" He ordered. The Gaza-F wings immediately transformed and shot towards the colony.
Inside, the Gundam and ZZ had finally secured an Airlock for the suits to enter. The doors opened and 7 Gaza F suits landed, transforming back. "Alright, that's your part done, where's Zeta?" the Gaza pilot asked.
"She blew it, We got these though and the MKII is on its way. We'll return to A Baoa Qu and get back here with some Gaza's." The ZZ's pilot said. The ZZ transformed and the Gundam climbed on before they blasted off, towards the battleship as it approached. Soon, the rest of the strike-force made it to the hangar.
"Alright," Crimson said. "Nice dock, but the A Baoa Qu won't fit in here. Gaza's, go and secure one of the bulk transport docks. It'll be big enough. The rest of you follow me in and prepare for ground assault, if we can push our way up to the administration levels, we'll be able to force a surrender." He said. "Captain Cadogan, head into the colony and protect the entrances to the docks, buy us the time we need and remember what i said about Sector 78." He ordered.