RPG Experimental Fighter X

[Onix]

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][SIZE=1]It is the year 3985. It has been 20 years since the attack on the planet. 20 years since 3/4 of the population were obliterated by an interstellar assault. Now, the attackers are back for more.

The humans are invading again.

20 years ago, on planet Zeon, the human attackers surrounded the planet and, within 24 hours, destroyed the 20 most populated cities. Within the next 24 hours, 1/10th of the population was gone. 2 years later, the human scourge left for unknown reasons.

Now they are returning. But this time, the Zeon army is prepared.

The humans won because they struck out so suddenly and so ferociously that Zeon had no time and no power to strike back. Neuclear pulses, atomic weapons, energy attacks, and more rained down from the heavens, obliterated the cities of Zeon and wiping out its people.

The greatest minds left on the planet have been preparing. Spaceships, weapons, and, most importantly, mechs have been designed to counter the human attack. But the humans also have mechs and starships. Its all a matter of who's better.

The Zeon race is very much like the humans, and the planet is much like Earth. The only difference between the people of Zeon are their wider variety of hair color, eye color, and advanced physical structure. Metabolism is increased, allowing twice the calorie intake with half the weight gain. The Zeon have increased muscular structure and reaction time, making them stronger and faster. The Zeon are smart, strong, and physically superior. But the humans have technology and the advantage of numbers.

Will the Zeon defeat the human race and reclaim their homeworld? Or will the human assault take out the Zeon race and make Zeon another human colony?

It's all in the hands of the Zeon millitary. And, more precisely, the Zeon Mech Pilots. The Mecha are Zeon's greatest weapons. And there are two special Mecha that have been in the working for 18 years, with the pilots in working just as long. Two Zeon, one male and one female, are designated to pilot the two greatest Zeon Mecha: The Experimental Fighter X and the Experimental Fighter N.

It's a war of skill, a war of technology, but most of all, a war of will. Zeon is at its last stand, the final battle. Whoever wins, wins forever. Whoever loses doesn't make it home.

The War has begun.

***

"Close in! We've almost got them!"

The battalion of human ships arced through the sky, firing down upon the Zeon fighters. Lasers flashed through the night and flaming hunks of metal fell from above, crashing into the barren sandy wasteland of planet Zeon.

"We've almost taken out the Zeon scum! Finish them!"

10 Zeon ships still darted through the sky. These were the best of the squad that had been patrolling. They had been ambushed by a large human squad, and half their numbers had been taken out in the first round of fire.

"Help! Send help!" cried out one Zeon pilot.

Similar plees flooded the airwaves. It was ten to one, and it was about to be 1 to none.

"Please! Send in hel...gah!" the pilot was cut off as an energy bolt struck his left engine, causing the ship to burst into flames. "I'm down! I'm down!"

Just as all hope seemed lost...the reinforcements arrived.

Cresting over the horizon, arriving with the light of the Zeon sun, came a seemingly small group. It was comprised of about 20 ships, and 5 mechs.

Two of which were the Experimental Fighters.

The EFX and EFN barreled in. Almost instantly, a long energy blade flipped up from the back of the X's left arm. The mech swung the blade around, dashing through two human ships. It took aim quickly and shot off a quick burst of laser fire from the right gun, taking out several more opponents. The EFN went into a frenzy of slashing blades, taking down at least 10 in a minute.

The cover fire supplied by the 20 extra ships was nothing compared to the offensive power of the EFX and EFN. In 20 minutes, they had taken out 90% of the human ships that were out there. It was a grim sight for the humans. And proof that Zeon was ready.

***

Zeos Uchiyama emerged from the bathroom of his private quaters. He towelled off his silver hair and pulled on a pair of baggy jeans. Unceremoniously, he fell back on his bed, staring up at the dark ceiling, faintly illuminated by the sun outside.

Zeos and Imi, the two EF pilots, had been given large, private rooms adjacent to eachother. They were the best, and got only the best. But they nearly paid for it all with their lives every battle. They were the best, and they were the secret weapon. They were only sent out when absolutely necessary. Every time it was life or death.

Zeos bared the scars of his mission. Marks criss-crossed his lean frame, marring what would otherwise be perfect skin. He was once voted "Sexiest Mech Pilot." They didn't see his scars.

The young man sighed and sat up, a split second before his alarm clock started beeping. He struck the off button and pulled on a black t-shirt, preparing to head out into the halls.

Meals were always hell for the priviledged EF pilots.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[Ezekiel]

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Imi brushed her short red hair and let it fall to just above her shoulders. She heard the alarm from Zeos' room and his door slam shut behind him as his footsteps trailed off towards the dining hall.

The girl sighed and tightened the bandage around her still bleeding arm. Battles were dangerous but the adrenaline was too good to give up, she had been injured but the pain was masked by that incredible rush of battle.

She pulled on a net top that left nothing to the imagination and walked out into the corridor, the silver cross around her neck swinging with the rhythm of her strides.

She was one of the few female mech pilots, all of the girls got a hard time from the lower Zeon officers no matter what rank they were. Imi was privileged though, if anything risked the EF pilot, she could take drastic action...call it a 'Licence to kill'.

She entered the dining hall and noticed her fellow EF pilot, Zeos Uchiyama take his usual seat at the far end of a large table that went through the middle of the hall. The commanding officers sat at this table and they got better food than anyone else, of course, Zeos never usually enjoyed the food....he enjoyed the look on the chef's face when he would insult everyone of his dishes.

Imi rolled her eyes as Zeos put his feet up on the table, much to the disgust of the other officers. She came and took a seat by him, prodding his feet until they dropped from the tables surface leaving dirty marks where they had rested.

"Learn some manners!" Imi scolded, but she smiled as she said it, letting Zeos know that she meant no harm.
"You can talk...." he grumbled, folding his arms across his chest and closing his cold eyes.
Imi sighed and giggled, "You're such a grump, you know? learn to live a little."
she jabbed her friend in the side and he twitched, being annoyed before a meal was not what he enjoyed.

Before a fight broke out the chef entered, carrying a tray of Zeos' favourite food specially prepared for the EF pilot.
He set it down and as Zeos was about to eat the first piece of meat, Imi jabbed it with her fork and munched on it happily,
"Mmmm...that's wonderful! Zeos, you'll love it!" with that she shoved a fork full of food into the boys mouth, giggling at his shocked expression.

The other officers just stared in awe, if anyone else done that....they would be dead.[/COLOR]

[Engel]

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Zero was in the mech training room, honing his skills. A Falstaff Omega charged him, but he dashed to the side, firing his cannon and holding out his saber, cutting it in half, and blowing up the cockpit. That was the end, except that a new enemy Mech, one that he had never seen before appeared, 10 Falstaff Omega behind it. [i]This must be a glitch...[/i] But he dashed to the side to avoid any fire then shot at the midsections, where it was the weakest. Only two blew up, but it was better than nothing. The new one rushed him as he was pulling to a stop, and almost cut him in half with the saber on his arm, but Zero countered and blocked with one, hacking at his head with the other. It fell, blood spattered in the cockpit. [i]Sometimes its hard to remember this is a simulator.[/i] 8 were left, so Zero jumped into the air, holding his Mech's sabers out on his sides, cutting down four. The shot at his arm, blowing one off. With only one saber, he would have to use his cannon. He scored a critcal hit, blowing one up in one hit, but three still remained. He held his saber in his right arm, then threw it at one cockpit, killing the pilot. The last two were easy, he just spun as they shot, firing his gun at them until they were down. The simulation turned off, and he climbed out. One of his superiors greeted him with a complement,

"Nice job, Zero. You're getting better every day. How many REAL mechs have you destroyed?"

"Lets see, about 100-200 since last year." Zero replied, grinning as he walked alongside the other Mech pilot. It wasn't every day, or every month you got a complement from Scrios.

"Good, you're becoming quite the soldier, Zero." And then, after that was said, Zero stepped in his rather large quarters. Another perk of being the last one to get recrutied on that day, and besides, it wasn't as big at Zeos' or Imi's quarters. Stepping into the shower, his long golden hair was gleaming from the last light of day coming in through the clear windows. Zero finished his shower, eating a small meal he prepared. It was a long day...[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[Anne]

?Lieutenant Burnhoff!? A pounded came on Fauve quarter's door. ?Please will you get up?? A muffled of sound came from under her sheet. ?Lieutenant what was that??

A cranky Fauve poked her head out from under her sheets. Her hair draped across her eyes and showed that they were only opened a crack. ?I said go away, I'm sleeping.?

?It doesn't sound like it or how else can you be talking to me.? The man's voice choked with a laugh from behind her door.

She heard the Privates footsteps as he was leaving her door. She stretched her arms and arched back. Stiffing a yawn she got out of bed. Taking up the clock she looked at the time. With a gasp and a quickly slam of the clock she ran over to where her uniform laid out. ?I can't believe I slept half the day away.? Fauve brushed out her hair in a violent manner and threw it up in her usual bun. Taking her glasses of the nightstand she darted out of her room.

Running down the all to familiar hallways she made her way to the bridge. Bumping into a woman carrying some papers, she turned and apologized. The door to the bridge open and Fauve looked in. With a sigh of relief that her Father wasn't in there she walked in casually.

Fauve sat down at a radar station and caught her breath. She let out a sigh of relief and watched the screen as it blinked.

[Asim]

Two ships glided through the clear sky . Their metallic armour gleaming in the sun , and the blue blaze of their jets trailing behind them . There were two ships one small transporter , and a large cargo ship . The small ship came down on the landing pad , followed by the cargo ship . A tall man descended from a small staircase on the side of the transport ship . Gusts of wind from the landing cargo ship , raced at him . His eyes squinted , as he watched the large ship slowly land , then he paced to a large glass door , and entered the base .

Striding through the hallways , the tall man calmly paced . He then stood in front of the elevator doors , as he waited for it to reach the floor he was on .His right hand rested on the hilt of one of his long swords . A battle from the past flashed in his mind , a scene of destruction it was . Gunfire blazed like golden blisters etched on the clear night sky . Then suddenly his thoughts were interrupted . A beep was sounded , as the metal doors in front of him slid open .

Entering the elevator , he punched in the number of the floor he wanted to go to on the conrtol pannel , and stood still , his right hand still resting on the hilt of the blade .
As the the doors opened again , he lifted his hand in front of his eyes for a very short while , as beams from the golden sun came through .
In front of him was a bridge , which stood high above the control room . He heared a little bit of noise , coming from beneath , so he took one shifty glance , and with it he saw a girl running to her radar station , she seemed quite confused , and not in proper order.

A faint smile was drawn on his face , then he continued on his way through the bridge to a large pair of doors .
There was a slot which required him to slide his security pass through it , and so he did . He continued to a small corridor , which ended with a large door made of oak .
Upon entering , he saw a very large glass desk , and behind it a chair that was turned in the other direction , towards a very a large window which let in a lot of sunlight .

" Had a pleasent flight Captain ? " A rough voice asked , as the chair turned , and a man was in it , he had a black file in his hand .
" Yes , General Burnhoff " The man calmly replied .
" Sit down " The man pointed to a chair .
" Thank you sir " Asim said .
" I presume that you were informed of the current situation ? " Burnhoff asked .
" Only bits , and pieces sir " Asim replied .
" I was only told that this post needed help to terminate a new Zeon threat " He continued .

" It is not just that , here you will be a very effective element in the destruction of those Zeon scum , because many of the critical , and more dangerous battles are being fought here , and a pilot of your skills will be extremely helpful " Burnhoff said .
" More information wll be supplied to you later , and as we speak your weapon is being loaded in the cargo bay " Burnhoff continued .
" Your reputation preceeds you Captain , and much is expected from you " The general said .
" I will crush the Zeon threat sir . I assure you when I am finished here there will not slightest trace left to indicate that they once existed " He calmly said .
" Good , Feel free to inspect the base for orientation purposes , you have full access " Burnhoff said .

" Your belongings have been brought to your quarters , which are in the eastern wing , you are now excused , and here read this it will bring you further enlightment regarding the nature of your work here " He said , as he handed Asim the black file .
Asim got up , and slightly bowed , then he turned and walked out of the chamber.

[Anne]

Fauve finally caught her breath at last. She had heard the elevator doors open. By the time she looked she only saw the back of the man. [I]Hmm.. I wonder who that was.[/I] The bleep on the radar brought her attention back.

A laugh came from next to her. ?So Fauve decided to sleep in again.?

Sticking her tongue out she replied, ?Thanks Sean for waking me up. By the way you know who went into Fa--, I mean the General office.?

?No problem none of wanted to her the General yell. It would have been fun though to see your punishment. Anyway I'm not to sure but he just came in.? He looked at his monitor while talking.

Resting her hand against her face. ?I hadn't heard that a ship was landing.?

?That is because you were asleep, remember??

?Oh yeah that's right.? She said with a blank expression on her face. The door opened again to the office of the General. Taking a quick glance. The newcomer was tall and looked cute. ?So he is a Caption. Wonder what he is doing here?? She looked back at the radar screen.

?What are you thinking about Fauve?? Sean looked at her curiously.

?Oh nothing! Are you sure you would want to even know though.? The two laughed.

[Hayashi Hansuke]

Staring at his Kusanagi No Katana, Hansuke sees his reflection. But that reflection doesn't just only show his being but his "inner side as well". The event happened in the past is still fresh on his mind.......

[i]"But if we don't accept their missions, they might treat us as enemies or allies of the Zeon forces!" An Oboro jounin said.[/i]

[i]"I already know that." Nakatori Hayashimada, leader of the Oboro replied.[/i]

[i]"But we all know that It can be possible for the Humans and the Zeons live together. I know that many people from both forces are already tired of this war so why don't we give unification and peace a chance."[/i]

[i]"But you know also that we the Oboro is still no match for the Human forces even if fight for what is right."[/i]

[i]"I will not allow that to happen!" Nakatori rises from his seat. "I don't want to waste any Oboro clan member for this useless and pointless battle!"[/i]

[i]"Sir" a voice coming from a speaker is heard. "A vast force of Human mechs is coming this way. They said that we have a minute to surrender to them or they will take some rough actions. They say that............ Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrghhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!"[/i]

[i]"Tower 1 report. Please comply!"[/i]

[i]"It has started!!!"[/i]

[i]Suddenly a massive explosion was heard all around the Oboro HQ.[/i]

[i]"All jounins and chuunins please report immediately. Prepare for battle!"[/i]

[i]"Stop this!" Nakatori said. "I will negotiate with those forces"[/i]

[i]"But father, they might kill you" Little Hansuke said clinging to his fathers legs.[/i]

[i]"Don't worry about me." Nakatori kneeled in front of his son. "I rather die and make sure you will live life as it should be than live and see you suffer because of the cold sadness that this war can bring you. And just always remember; An Oboro is your'e shadow. Wherever you go I'll always be with you." Nakatori hugged his son tightly with tears slowly forming in his eyes.[/i]

[i]"Nakatori Hayashimada!!!! We order you to surrender! Please don't make us unnecessary actions!"[/i]

[i]Hearing the screams of dying Oboro members and the crying of their young is so much for Nakatori to bear. He walked straight to his battle gear and loudly screamed "No one will ever escape the shadows of an Oboro! All units engage in battle now!"[/i]
[i]He called one of the jounins and whispered to it...."I want you to make sure that Hansuke escapes this place when the battle starts. And also make sure he will have this sword for he is now the new leader of the Oboro clan. I rely this one to you.[/i]

[i]"I will offer my life to fullfill that mission Sir!". And the jounin picked Hansuke with the sword in it's hand and vaninshed into the darkness.[/i]

[i]The scream and cries of little Hansuke is still heard. Thus Nakatori said "I will be your shadow now my son". Then he vanished in a thick pack of smoke.[/i]

[Lilt]

[i][font=Century Gothic][size=1][color=seagreen]Mallory walked slowly through the dimly lighted corridors. She was still wearing her favorite cap, down over her eyes, even though she was in Earth uniform. What anyone could see of her shadowed face had no expression. There was still no one besides her who knew why she was on the Zeon planet, seemingly abandonded. Not even Fauve knew, the only one Mallory had opened up to and seemed to have a respect for. Her cap was knocked off, revealing her short, fiery red hair, as she bumped into a Lieutenant who was rushing down the hall.[/color][/size][/font][/i]
[font=Century Gothic][size=1][color=seagreen]"Watch where you're going, son!" [i]The mustached lieutenant yelled.[/i][/color][/size][/font]
[i][font=Century Gothic][size=1][color=seagreen]Smiling, Mallory picked up her cap, put it back on, and saluted. Most of the crew around the ship always mistook her for a boy, but she didn't care. It would be too frustrating to correct them all of the time, and besides, deception was one of the reasons she was chosen for espionage. The lieutenant looked like he was about yell out something for her to do for punishment, but then his face changed.[/color][/size][/font][/i]
[font=Century Gothic][size=1][color=seagreen]"I have a way you can make yourself useful, private. Go and wake Lieutenant Burnhoff. She's needed at the bridge."[/color][/size][/font]
[i][font=Century Gothic][size=1][color=seagreen]Mallory saluted again and walked away in the direction of Fauve's quarter's. When she had got there, she knocked on the door.[/color][/size][/font][/i]
[font=Century Gothic][size=1][color=seagreen]"Lieutenant Burnhoff! Please will you get up?"[/color][/size][/font]
[i][font=Century Gothic][size=1][color=seagreen]Mallory thought she heard Fauve answer, but she wasn't sure.[/color][/size][/font][/i]
[font=Century Gothic][size=1][color=seagreen]"Lieutenant what was that?"[/color][/size][/font]
[i][font=Century Gothic][size=1][color=seagreen]Mallory smiled at Fauve's muffled answer from behind her quarters' door.[/color][/size][/font][/i]
[font=Century Gothic][size=1][color=seagreen]"I said go away, I'm sleeping."[/color][/size][/font]
[font=Century Gothic][size=1][color=seagreen]"It doesn't sound like it or how else can you be talking to me?"[/color][/size][/font]
[i][font=Century Gothic][size=1][color=seagreen]Mallory laughed and walked away to find a dark corner and see what all the commotion was about.[/color][/size][/font][/i]

[Hayashi Hansuke]

[left]Still staring at his sword, Hansuke still is haunted by the past that he cannot escape.[/left]

[left][i]The jounin with little Hansuke successfully escape the fields of battle. But the jounin didn't knew that there are already Human soldiers awaiting for escaping Oboro members.[/i][/left]

[left][i]"They're really gonna wipe us out." the jounin murmured.[/i][/left]

[left][i]"What's the matter?" little Hansuke asked.[/i][/left]

[left][i]"Ah, It's nothing my Master!" the jounin said still with bitterness in his heart.[/i][/left]

[left][i]"There they are! I see some Oboros!" a voice of a man yelled. "Don't let them escape!"[/i][/left]

[left][i]After hearing that, the jounin took action and ran fast like the wind. But the Human soldiers had this some kind of tracking device specially designed for the Oboro.[/i][/left]

[left][i]"Oh man! We cannot even leave them behind! There is no good alternative but to fight them.[/i][/left]

[left][i]"Please!!!!! Don't fight them! I don't want to be alone! if you fight you will also be killed![/i][/left]

[left][i]"I know. But as a loyal Oboro clan member, it is my duty to protect my master at all costs. And besides you're our new Master now. The power has been passed to you by your father. This sword *shows liitle Hansuke the red-sheathed katana" is the seal of yourself being our leader. All you need to do now is to grow strong and rebuild the Oboro once again. Remember *grabs Hansuke on both shoulders* we will always be at your side as we are your shadow!"[/i][/left]

[left][i]Then a gunshot was heared. Blood spurted out from the left shoulder of the jounin making little Hansuke cry.[/i][/left]

[left][i]"If only I was big enough to fight them, I will KILL them all!" Hansuke said still crying.[/i][/left]

[left][i]"Don't worry, you will be my Master! the jounin said unleashing his sword on it's sheath. "Now i want you to escape NOW!" pointing at the dark alley with the red-sheathed in his hands. "And also take this and be a honorable Oboro!".[/i][/left]

[left][i]Still scared, Hansuke took the sword and fled. While he was running, sword clashes and gunshots are heard. [/i][/left]

[left][i]Then there was silence........................[/i][/left]

[left][i]Tears are now flowing steadily out of Hansuke's eyes. Gripping the sword tightly, he heard a voice coming from behind[/i][/left]

[left][i]"Here little one. Come over here or you will be caught by them!" The mysterious voice said.[/i][/left]

[left][i]"Where are you?!"[/i][/left]

[left][i]"I'm here" And Hansuke saw a hooded man coming out of the dark. "Come! There is no time to waste!"[/i][/left]

[left][i]Realizing the enemies are closing, Hansuke ran to the hooded man where they again vanished into the darkness.[/i][/left]