The Curse of Gundams (Gundam:Witch From Mercury x Male Reader)

Chapter 14: The Other Gundam

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE BANSHEE WAS TAKEN?!?!" Iilya's shocked voice distorted the sounds coming over the comm links as Zinnerman sat in his Captain's chair while the Garenceries headed off of Mercury.

"Iilya." Char's voice interjected as Iilya stormed off to the side and leaded against a table as Char stepped in front of the camera to look at Zinnerman. "Explain, Zinnerman." Char said in a serious tone as Darren entered the bridge and stood below the Captain's seat.

"Someone laid a trap for us. They never intended to look for the data directly, and instead knew we would lead them to it. Once Marida and Darren retrieved the data, they sprung their trap to lure us away from the Garenceries. Once we went to aid them, their scouts made their move on the Banshee." Zinnerman explained the chain of events that led to the taking of the Gundam.

"Have you been able to track the Gundam?" Char asked him.

"No. With its systems offline, we were unable to pick up a laser signal. And the Garenceries is unequipped with a Psycho-Monitor to track the Banshee down using its Psycho-waves." Zinnerman said as Iilya was visibly worried with a strained face.

"If anyone is able to ever sync with the Banshee and activate the NT-D system...It could be the worst disaster ever to come out of mobile suits..." Iilya said with a heavy tone of worry as she could only imagine the destruction the Banshee would cause.

"To even start the Banshee's main systems, you would need a someone who is enhanced to be an equivalent of a Cyber-NewType. There isn't anyone we've seen yet that could raise concerns of that possibility." Char said as Iilya turned towards him.

"Despite the Aerial taking on most of the burden from the use of the GUND-Format, Suletta Mercury is still able to control it and wield the GUND-Format weapons aboard the Aerial." Iilya said as this was a point none of them could counter against. "The Council is full of liars...It's only a matter of time before an enhanced human shows themselves, or until something else comes out of the shadows from one of the company's." She said as she walked over to her desk and stared at a picture frame that showed a picture of you and her smiling in your school uniform. "...Load the Garenceries and other ships with Psycho-monitors. We must find it at once." She finished with before turning around and walking out of the office.

"Captain..." Zinnerman spoke up to asks for any other form of guidance as Char turned back to the screen.

"We'll relay a message back to Zeon and deploy other ships to search in the different zones. Focus your search near the other systems beside Mercury. Darren will also be staying with you, as if you do stumble upon the Banshee, he is the only one capable of piloting it and engaging in combat with the Gundam if need be." Char instructed them.

"Yes, Captain." Zinnerman replied as Char turned off the call and stared at himself in the black screen.

"Gundams...Truly a terrifying machines..." Char muttered before turning and leaving the room as they rushed to try and solve the dire problem faced in front of them.

Whilst your parents and the rest of your forces were now in high alert, you were busy being an unaware and normal student at Asticassia and showing Nika how to perform basic maintenance for the Unicorn through the cockpit's console. It was the morning cycle at school and Nika insisted on an early wakeup call to learn as much as she could from the Unicorn. She was sat in the pilot's seat as you pointed to different schematics laid out by the screen, making sure to only show her the maintenance process while the Gundam was still in its Unicorn mode.

"Finally, to check the condition of the joints, just drag over this screen..." You reached over to the other end of the console as you pulled a schematic window across the screen and blew up the image size for her to take a closer look. "...And it'll list any known issues that need to be tended to. Easy enough, right?" You asked as Nika seemed overwhelmed, but in an excited way.