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Universal Century 079
Finally getting a chance to relax, Amuro Ray merely looked to the stars. He marveled at the fact he could be among them now.
Just earlier in the century, he was an average teenager. Big dreams, but not sure how he would achieve them, merely opting to work as a simple. Then suddenly, via only making one decision in his life, he had become one of the world’s greatest heroes. He saved it from massive, corrupt organizations like the Principality of Zeon, terrible kaiju who sought to burn everything down to the ground, and everything linked in between. It gave him the opportunity to make new friends, and create alliances to help face such dangerous enemies.
Yep. Life was good…. But a piece of him wondered if it could be even better.
He hadn’t met up with every paladin the world ever knew. Of course, he encountered plenty. Godzilla, Mothra, Gamera, King Kong. But one very particular type of hero had still eluded him, never showing up at the same time as he. Actually, not one. Seven.
The Seven Ultra Brothers were perhaps the finest allies mankind ever knew. But they were also ones Ray hadn’t seen outside of television. Not that he could blame them, perhaps. They were constantly busy. Monitoring the Land of Light, flying across the entire universe, and training the next generation of guardians. It certainly couldn’t have been easy work, so they certainly didn’t have much time to randomly pop to Earth and visit.
Ray could dream though. Oh, could he dream….
Exhausted from a long day, he decided to take a small catnap, just to get a chance to close his eyes. Sighing to himself, he stretched out his body, and was prepared to be taken in by sleep….
RIIIIING! RIIIING!
“GAH!”
Nearly falling to the floor from the sudden scare, Amuro wildly grabbed his phone and looked at the caller ID. It was all too familiar nowadays. He merely smiled at it, picking up the line.
“Hello, White Base! This is Amuro Ray speaking! How may I help you?”
******
Marching towards the building, Amuro straightened out his outfit and walked inside. Almost immediately he was greeted by his friends and superiors, all quite happy to see him.
“Ah, there you are, Amuro!” Walked in Ryu Jose. “Come now! Everyone else is waiting for you!”
“Hey, don’t sweat it, big guy!” Ray calmly chimed. “I’ll take care of everything, no questions asked!”
“I’m holding yourself to that, big guy~” teased Sayla Mass, a medical student who had joined White Base around the same time Amuro did. “Apparently it’s some kind of commotion out in space. You’re gonna get briefed, pilot the Gundam, and head out.”
While it certainly sounded simple enough, Ray couldn’t help but feel as if there might have been a catch. One that might have made things far more difficult than they needed to be….
Only one way to find out.
******
“Well, well. If it isn’t the man of the hour!”
Seeing his friend walk through the corridors, Kai Shinden breathed a sigh of relief. “I helped compile everything we know so far! Let’s see what we can give you…”
Pulling up a map on the screen, a pathway from Earth all the way to the edge of the Milky Way was in sight. It was a planet smaller than their own; about the size of Mars, at least, but carried lush, purple jungles, blue seas akin to their own world, and a large, icy moon circling it.
“This is a planet called Baoh RR8.” Kai continued explaining. “Apparently something had crashed onto its surface, but we don’t know what. Ugh, just thinking about it gives me the heebie jeebies….”
“I think I’ll take things from here.”
Walking into the room with a calm demeanor, came the leader of everything. The Prime Minister tightened his tie, looking at everyone with a hint of authority in his eyes.
“Suga San” Amuro and his friends bowed. “What appears to be the problem?”
Sighing, the leader of Japan sat down, looking at his prized individual as a serious look clinged onto his gaze. “I have some more news on your mission, Amuro. But I’m afraid it is not positive.”
“I…. don’t understand.” Ray asked cautiously. “What’s going on?”
Another picture came up on the screen, seemingly showing some sort of spaceship floating through the void. Coated in obsidian metal with only yellow “windows” to look through, zooming into them gave focus to an odd looking creature on board.
“This is what we call a Trilopod.” The leader further explained. “You may recall tales of them being used by the Kryogs a few decades ago. Ever since, their growing pods and DNA have been smuggled across the galaxy, used by numerous species. One of these ships, however, found their way to Baoh, but we can’t identify the source….”
“A Trilopod clan?! I thought they were all wiped out when Magita was destroyed?” Ryu asked, honestly.
“You wouldn’t be wrong for making such a mistake.” The Prime Minister replied. “But those were only the ones Karkaro and his kin made for themselves. Quite a few battles for leftover spores came after that. The Xiliens, Simians, Vortaak…. Everyone wanted their hands on them. Or, at least until they figured they were too hard to control and sent them elsewhere across the galaxy.”
“I hear those things nearly wiped kaiju off the map!” Sayla shivered.
“And if those smaller ones bite you, anything goes! If you’re not made out of something like lava or metal, they have ALL of your powers added to their own!” Kai called out. “If one of them ever got the power of space travel, they could travel across entire solar systems unopposed!”
“All valid concerns. And to make matters worse, some released Trilopods already have foreign DNA laced in them.” Japan’s leader continued. “We haven’t gotten much proof of that being the case in this particular situation, but if it is, and depending on which kaiju they have fused with, the battle becomes all the more dangerous….”
He turned back to Amuro, who looked all the more nervous. “I’m sorry Ray, but I’m also afraid there’s not much backup I can grant you in this situation either. The Gundam is the only shot to save this planet that we know of. Do you still believe yourself to be up to the task?”
Taking a deep breath, the teen had tried to steady himself. It would be far from the first time he faced what appeared to be impossible odds, but this felt different. More dangerous than the rest. Part of that was admittedly just fear of the unknown; and of course, the fact he was undoubtedly risking his own life yet again.
But, then he looked back to his friends. And something had clicked. The gaze in their eyes affected his own spirit. After all this time, Amuro had become their own personal beacon of hope. Could he really back out now and let them all down? And if Kai’s warning was correct, this would only be the beginning of something worse. One Space-Faring monster and who knows how many worlds would be at risk. Even if another hero rose to stop it, how much damage would be done before then?
Rising up meant all of that could be stamped out before it even had the chance to start. And that’s what he would do.
Gaining a determined smirk on his face, the Meteor’s pilot finally had his answer.
“Suga San, mark my words: you can count on me!”
Finally getting a chance to relax, Amuro Ray merely looked to the stars. He marveled at the fact he could be among them now.
Just earlier in the century, he was an average teenager. Big dreams, but not sure how he would achieve them, merely opting to work as a simple. Then suddenly, via only making one decision in his life, he had become one of the world’s greatest heroes. He saved it from massive, corrupt organizations like the Principality of Zeon, terrible kaiju who sought to burn everything down to the ground, and everything linked in between. It gave him the opportunity to make new friends, and create alliances to help face such dangerous enemies.
Yep. Life was good…. But a piece of him wondered if it could be even better.
He hadn’t met up with every paladin the world ever knew. Of course, he encountered plenty. Godzilla, Mothra, Gamera, King Kong. But one very particular type of hero had still eluded him, never showing up at the same time as he. Actually, not one. Seven.
The Seven Ultra Brothers were perhaps the finest allies mankind ever knew. But they were also ones Ray hadn’t seen outside of television. Not that he could blame them, perhaps. They were constantly busy. Monitoring the Land of Light, flying across the entire universe, and training the next generation of guardians. It certainly couldn’t have been easy work, so they certainly didn’t have much time to randomly pop to Earth and visit.
Ray could dream though. Oh, could he dream….
Exhausted from a long day, he decided to take a small catnap, just to get a chance to close his eyes. Sighing to himself, he stretched out his body, and was prepared to be taken in by sleep….
RIIIIING! RIIIING!
“GAH!”
Nearly falling to the floor from the sudden scare, Amuro wildly grabbed his phone and looked at the caller ID. It was all too familiar nowadays. He merely smiled at it, picking up the line.
“Hello, White Base! This is Amuro Ray speaking! How may I help you?”
******
Marching towards the building, Amuro straightened out his outfit and walked inside. Almost immediately he was greeted by his friends and superiors, all quite happy to see him.
“Ah, there you are, Amuro!” Walked in Ryu Jose. “Come now! Everyone else is waiting for you!”
“Hey, don’t sweat it, big guy!” Ray calmly chimed. “I’ll take care of everything, no questions asked!”
“I’m holding yourself to that, big guy~” teased Sayla Mass, a medical student who had joined White Base around the same time Amuro did. “Apparently it’s some kind of commotion out in space. You’re gonna get briefed, pilot the Gundam, and head out.”
While it certainly sounded simple enough, Ray couldn’t help but feel as if there might have been a catch. One that might have made things far more difficult than they needed to be….
Only one way to find out.
******
“Well, well. If it isn’t the man of the hour!”
Seeing his friend walk through the corridors, Kai Shinden breathed a sigh of relief. “I helped compile everything we know so far! Let’s see what we can give you…”
Pulling up a map on the screen, a pathway from Earth all the way to the edge of the Milky Way was in sight. It was a planet smaller than their own; about the size of Mars, at least, but carried lush, purple jungles, blue seas akin to their own world, and a large, icy moon circling it.
“This is a planet called Baoh RR8.” Kai continued explaining. “Apparently something had crashed onto its surface, but we don’t know what. Ugh, just thinking about it gives me the heebie jeebies….”
“I think I’ll take things from here.”
Walking into the room with a calm demeanor, came the leader of everything. The Prime Minister tightened his tie, looking at everyone with a hint of authority in his eyes.
“Suga San” Amuro and his friends bowed. “What appears to be the problem?”
Sighing, the leader of Japan sat down, looking at his prized individual as a serious look clinged onto his gaze. “I have some more news on your mission, Amuro. But I’m afraid it is not positive.”
“I…. don’t understand.” Ray asked cautiously. “What’s going on?”
Another picture came up on the screen, seemingly showing some sort of spaceship floating through the void. Coated in obsidian metal with only yellow “windows” to look through, zooming into them gave focus to an odd looking creature on board.
“This is what we call a Trilopod.” The leader further explained. “You may recall tales of them being used by the Kryogs a few decades ago. Ever since, their growing pods and DNA have been smuggled across the galaxy, used by numerous species. One of these ships, however, found their way to Baoh, but we can’t identify the source….”
“A Trilopod clan?! I thought they were all wiped out when Magita was destroyed?” Ryu asked, honestly.
“You wouldn’t be wrong for making such a mistake.” The Prime Minister replied. “But those were only the ones Karkaro and his kin made for themselves. Quite a few battles for leftover spores came after that. The Xiliens, Simians, Vortaak…. Everyone wanted their hands on them. Or, at least until they figured they were too hard to control and sent them elsewhere across the galaxy.”
“I hear those things nearly wiped kaiju off the map!” Sayla shivered.
“And if those smaller ones bite you, anything goes! If you’re not made out of something like lava or metal, they have ALL of your powers added to their own!” Kai called out. “If one of them ever got the power of space travel, they could travel across entire solar systems unopposed!”
“All valid concerns. And to make matters worse, some released Trilopods already have foreign DNA laced in them.” Japan’s leader continued. “We haven’t gotten much proof of that being the case in this particular situation, but if it is, and depending on which kaiju they have fused with, the battle becomes all the more dangerous….”
He turned back to Amuro, who looked all the more nervous. “I’m sorry Ray, but I’m also afraid there’s not much backup I can grant you in this situation either. The Gundam is the only shot to save this planet that we know of. Do you still believe yourself to be up to the task?”
Taking a deep breath, the teen had tried to steady himself. It would be far from the first time he faced what appeared to be impossible odds, but this felt different. More dangerous than the rest. Part of that was admittedly just fear of the unknown; and of course, the fact he was undoubtedly risking his own life yet again.
But, then he looked back to his friends. And something had clicked. The gaze in their eyes affected his own spirit. After all this time, Amuro had become their own personal beacon of hope. Could he really back out now and let them all down? And if Kai’s warning was correct, this would only be the beginning of something worse. One Space-Faring monster and who knows how many worlds would be at risk. Even if another hero rose to stop it, how much damage would be done before then?
Rising up meant all of that could be stamped out before it even had the chance to start. And that’s what he would do.
Gaining a determined smirk on his face, the Meteor’s pilot finally had his answer.
“Suga San, mark my words: you can count on me!”
