Deadpool

Tyron wakes up as his radar goes off. "huh" he rubs the sleep out of his eyes as he flips on the main screen and sees ten Zakus guarding what looked like an outpost station about the size of a medium sized asteroid. Station 001 came up onto the screen beside him and listed its specs. "they must be bored haveing to watch this area of space. Nothing ever happens out here" He kills the thrusters as he slowly drifts towards it and past the Zakus. "lets give them a wake up call. he does a quick flash of the thrusters before he lands on the outside of the station "there it was again" the ensign at the control panel looks at the radar again as the captain of the station walks up next to him. "i told you it's just another bug. I guess we are going to have to check the systems sooner now" Tyron waits until the station spins around putting him on the opposite side of the Zakus. "guess they don't care. Time to have some fun" He turns on the jammer. The captian looks around as everything begins to either shut down or go haywire. "now what" he turns to the ensign. "I want a full di....." a huge green energy blade comes right down the middle of the bridge. Tyron brings his scythe all the way down leaving a huge gash along the station. A warning comes up on the screen and shows a countdown until the station explodes. He pushes off and turns off his cloak. "hey guys who can't even watch an outpsot" he waves his hand as nine of the Zakus turn around. "your gonna be in big trouble" One of the Zakus hits the one facing the wrong way. "guess he was sleeping" He charges the first one as he brings out his scythe and cuts it in half. "boo...yikes" He boosts around and starts dodging the gunfire. He pulls out his rifle and takes out three more as the station explodes. "pretty" He shots four more and cuts the last two in half. "that was fun" He reengages his cloak as he takes off towards the Sweeper Colony.

Name: Tyron Maxwell Codename: Plague Age:18 Appearance: see below Side on War: Earth Federation Rank: Mercenary Personality: an easy, good natured guy with a bad temper problem when provoked Gundam: XXXG-01D2 Gundam Deathscythe Hell Custom. see below Weapons: Twin beam scythe, a bladed buster shield with a built in hyper jammer and active cloak,tow bat fangs(similiar to Altron's dragon fang but in the shape of a bat head and they drain the enemy'e power) and a beam rifle with an alternate sniper setting. Special Weapons: a pack that contains hundreds of bat shaped fin funnels that create an impenetrable shield around him but can only be dispensed in groups of twenty. And System Nano which slowly repairs any damage done to the gundam. Bio: Duo Maxwell?s son who ran of to become a soldier for hire and helped with the smuggling of weapons until he found out that his grandpa?s gundam was being moved and had gotten upgrades, then snuck on the transport vessel. Tyron kicks open the crate at the sound of guns being fired. ?It?s about time? he peers around the crate as a guy that looked only to be a year older than himself, with red hair and muslces built the same as his, runs by and down the corridor. "guess that's the way" Tyron sneaks down the same hall dodging into shadows to keep from being seen by crewmembers running back and forth until he comes to the hangar. "alright which one is it?" he grabs the nearest mechanic by the shoulder. "where is the gundam called Deathscythe?" "why should I tell you?" the mechanic brushes his hand of and stares back at Tryon. "because I'm the pilot and I was told to go out there and help fight the Zeon" He clenches his as he feels his anger starting to rise. "Now do you want to die or live" The mechanic's eyes grow big. "right this way" walks over to the thrid stall. Tyron turns his head at the sound of a gundam launching. "gonna have to sneak by him" he turns at looks up at the gundam in the stall. "finally. I can make my grandpa proud" he climbs up into the cockpit and flips the power switch and tells gundam his name and feels a prick on his finger. Tyron watches as "blood sample stored" scrolls arcoss the screen and the saftey belts come around his chest. "it's all mine" The cockpit hatch closes as he moves toward the hangar doors then blasts off into space away from the battle and engages the active cloak.