Mobile Suit Gundam Rebirth

Frame 00c: MARK, Target, & Chosen

Frame 00c: MARK, Target, & Chosen

{Out in space on the battlefield}

“Flit!”

            “I know. Whatever it is, Asemu is heading in that direction,” communicated Flit to his little brother Kio who was worried from the immerse pressure he just felt. Though Kio wanted to act, he felt the need to believe in his Super Pilot brother, at least until him and Flit is able to clear a path.

            The Gundam AGE-2 Dark Hound reverted back to MS mode as Asemu began picking up some abnormal readings from his scanners.

            “I’ll…I’ll stop this. I’ll stop everything and anyone else,” Regina told herself, feeding off of Commander Rossario Solen’s impression while wearing a dark blue piloting suit with a yellow chest/shoulder pad and yellow vertical stripes that went from the center of her arms and neck on down. Further inside the cockpit Regina had to wear two wrist braces and a head brace in order to maintain the MARK Neutralizer as it began to feed her brainwaves data upon encountering a unit. Though the Dark Hound had never seen a mobile suit quite like it, that didn’t stop Asemu from firing multiple shots, but the Miragrah swooped in, circling around the beams.

            “What? How? Could the pilot be an X-Rounder?” Asemu thought. Asemu started to wonder if the Extraterrestrials had pilots who were X-Rounders also. The Miragrah was approaching so Asemu had the Dark Hound release its anchor shot. A wired anchor shot out between binders, as he wanted to restrain the mobile suit. From the Miragrah’s cockpit the braces on the pilot pulsated, generating an astral projection of Regina’s image when it entered Asemu’s cockpit, sitting next to him.

            “Stop!” the projection emulated through an echo to him before vanishing.

            “Wha?” he questioned. This was the second time he encountered a phenomenon like this. The first happen when he wore a helmet belonging to his former enemy the Vagan, sending signals to his X-Region. This however was different, he wasn’t wearing the helmet do to brain damaging affects and no X-Rounder encountered in the past projected themselves like that toward him. If that was the pilot and she isn’t an X-Rounder, just what is she and why say stop? His eyes darted from the screen from his loss of focus the Miragrah maneuvered to the side and flew passed him.

            “Ah!” screamed Flit, as his X-Rounder power was slammed with friction. Suddenly Kio X-Rounder rays predicted beam shots locked onto the AGE-1 Glansa.

            “Flit look out!” Kio shouted. Beam fire from the Miragrah came at him as Kio used the C-Funnels to swoop in to provide cover for the AGE-1 Glansa by creating a 2x4 physical shield. Flit maneuvered his shield rifles around, predicting a point that the unit would cross. Dark Hound came right back, firing multiple shots to direct the attention back on him in which the Miragrah blocked using its anti-beam shield just as Flit fired, missing. Attach to the beam rifle under the barrel was a second barrel thick enough to discharge a beam saber as the Miragrah swung at the Dark Hound, but missed. Kio pushed his X-Rounder power to connect with the pilot in the Miragrah as Regina heard the voice of a boy,

            “Why would you hurt us? Why keep fighting?”

            “Why would I? I could ask you the same. I want to stop this conflict,” said Regina, developing a mental communication with him.

            “I want to stop it too. I don’t want anyone else to die. We are all human beings,” Kio continued to use his X-Rounder power to push his feelings.

            “I…I…” Regina stumbled. “Who are you? I feel a sense of calm…from you, is this us?”

            “Let us try to understand each other. You and I can end this together if we just only try,” Kio pleased, trying to stop the fighting between the Dark Hound and the Miragrah.

            “Kio stop this now!” shouted Flit, releasing his X-Rounder rays. By overwhelming Kio with his will power, disconnected his and Regina’s psyche-link, sending overwhelming serge of negative energies straight into the MARK Neutralizer, corrupting the data.

            “AAH!” Regina screamed, unable to get a hold over the neutralizer.  

            “MARK targeted—chosen,” said the central terminal as the letters M.A.R.K. appeared in red.

            “Co, Commander Solen. Can you hear me? Something is wrong with the neutralizer. Calling dock bay I repeat, something’s wrong with the MARK Neutralizer. Requesting serious aid,” Regina broadcasted to the Angeline.

{Aboard the Angeline}

            From the bridge, Rossario had dismissed everyone in preparation for Operation AGE. While alone she approached the comm-link, hearing Regina plea for help. She maneuvered her hand and pressed a yellow button, silencing the broadcast.

            “Sigato, eat your heart out,” she said with a smile. She opened the classified report file again seeing last testing results from the XEN00X Miragrah. Her green eyes glanced over at how the MARK Neutralizer was extremely sensitive. Any distortion would cause it to see what it wanted you to see and believe in what it wanted you to believe, making the pilot deem everyone around it is an enemy. It was as if giving your soul to the devil.

{Out in space on the battlefield}

            “Commander…anyone? AAH!” cried Regina as the MARK Neutralizer began overloading her brainwaves with raw statistic of possible future outcomes to counter the X-Rounder’s power of acute precognition ability. Her mental stability was being crushed, collapsing her Newtype awareness into running wild. The duration of her transitioning wild Newtype presence expelled exerted pressures, bolting directly at Flit and Kio, blocking their X-Rounder power.

            “Flit, Kio, what’s happening?” Asemu asked with concern in his voice, seeing their suits contorting. He however received no response back from them. Regina’s head lifted up, revealing her lilac eyes glowing a hazed orange color, becoming more influenced by the neutralizer. She began to have vivid hallucinations as it continued to send corrupted data to her brain rapidly and had chosen the path for her to take by deeming the three Gundams are her enemy.

            “Please, make it stop. Make it—make the Gundams stop…Gundams are our enemy. Intercepting chosen targets.” Regina at first whimpered, but then spoke out in a confession slowly in a collared manner. The Miragrah’s head picked up as its eyes flashed bright red and the weapon pods on the Miragrah’s back that formed an X suddenly ejected all four of them with heat wires attached. The claws at the end of them opened, revealing built in beam cannons as green beams rapidly fired on Flit, Asemu, and Kio.