Mobile Suit Gundam: Decimation

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This is a brand new timeline so you don't have to be a gundam fan to fully follow. 

[**WARNING**: Story does contain cussing. View the fic at your own discretion.]   
 
  
 ((The year is Universal Salutis Century 8-81, humanity lives in earth built colonies named Towers. An enforcement guild called The Brothers of Solomon colonized their ruling over all that is space as they seek capture of the Legion of Earth's crystallized energy source called Bion. Enemy pilot Lola Kayleigh assists in the assault of rescuing her fiance from execution sentencing only to find herself saving the people she was trained to kill.))
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Universal Salutis Century 8-81, humanity growth and development in space over the past century has sparked a set of architectural design principles aimed toward the design of enormous hyper-structures called Towers on earth. Each Tower can house up to 644,000 people and are divided into twelve circular levels that become smaller the higher you go, thus looking like a tower. Power over space and the earth has created two equal governments. The many unions associated with the planet, had come together in forming the Legion of Earth while the majority of earth is controlled by their forces, space however is controlled by the Constellational Union Association, lead by King Solomon.

Four years ago, the Legion of Earth developed a device able to enter the deep depths of the ocean long thought not possible. What they discovered was a new source of energy called Bion. Bions are considered to be pure energy locked in a crystallized form, able to power just about anything when harnessed.

After the death of the king, an enforcement guild was created by his three sons, The Brothers of Solomon who demanded the Legion of Earth to hand over the Bions for they felt since the crystals was originally from outer space, the energy source rightfully belonged to them. Mass production of mobile suits had started to come into the works, since negotiations were getting worse with The Brothers of Solomon gaining more allies, on earth and in space. After seeing the destructive power of The Brothers of Solomon's mobile suits, the Legion of Earth felt that it was time to develop their own secrete mega weapon code named Helloid.
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Creed 01: The Battle It Begins

Within the courtroom of Raython town, the sentence of La’har was being delivered. The courtroom was made of an audience, a judge, and the jury. La’har was wearing an orange jumpsuit and with handcuffs, he really wasn’t going anywhere.

“Prince La’har Solomon has been charged with the attempted destruction of Tower Kellindor in search for Bion crystals. In his attempt a total of hundred people were murdered along with three Legion battle ships. Has the jury reached a verdict?” asked the judge. The jury made up of middle class men and elderly women began whispering about for a second as La’har was placed in a seat next to the judge. A man in a blue suit with salt & pepper hair stood up and spoke for all of them,

“We the jury has found the defendant guilty of all charges.” La’har licked his lips, realizing that time was against him and that he had to think fast as he rubbed his silver ring on his ring finger.

LIGHT WAS REFLECTING from her silver ring. Twenty-two-year-old, Lola Kayleigh began adjusting her view scope which subdued the glare. Her 80x120 green viewing screen lit up, going around her cockpit like a C while she could here the conversations of other fellow pilots that were next to her.

“You think they’re going to put up a fight?”

“I heard La’har took out four MS by himself.”

“I just want to get this done so I can eat.” She just rolled eyes, thinking the conversations were meaningless after she pulled down the keyboard, typing in last minute data adjustments.

“Ready to engage in aerial assault,” informed Lieutenant Commander Thai-Long, while placing his dark sunglasses on his face. These shades had a particular style as the legs attached to his cheeks in the form of a skinny V-shape.

“Counting…3…2…1…opening all hatches…now,” echoed the computer system inside the grey rectangular carrier as all four of them opened up length wise at the same time. Four mobile suits called Zodacs in each carrier were falling down toward earth’s surface as the pilots realized the talk about earth’s gravity was no joke.

The Zodac Mobile Suits were coated in dark white paint and had flatten skull-like heads with a C-shape half disc going along to back of the head. Usually equipped with a strike machine gun and panzer fausts, and heat strike sword. These mobile suits are suited for ground and space combat.

“Alpha, Beta, Delta, and Gamma go!” commanded Thai-Long in his dark red mobile suit code name Phenix as all sixteen mobile suits jetted off, separating in the cardinal point directions.

“Delta, formation Triple-D,” ordered the Squadron Leader Gene Stakes.

“Roger!” said his squadron as they closed in on the following Towers: Fresnia, Throncrest, and Dolum. The Delta squadron commanding leader’s mobile suit rotated up as they all followed. At the right timing they came together with the mobile suit’s backs touching each other, forming a closed circle.

“Formation Triple-D successful made,” Lola said, looking at her main screen. The mobile suits used the gravity to their advantage and started twirling in a downward slant spiral while firing their SSA-F3X 135mm strike machine gun.

Buildings and Towers were being bombarded by death defining explosive attacks. Civilians were being caught in the crossfire as the four enemy mobile suits separated and landed on the ground when suddenly Mitch was picking up something on his radar.

“Mobile suits! Must be a military facility close by.”

“What? Would they really be in a place like this?” asked Lola.

“Damn them Legion,” said Miles with disgusted in his voice.

“Look alive squad, Jackals coming right at us,” said S.L. Gene.

WITHIN DOLUM’S Research Facility the soldiers and Development Team were hard at work trying to launch Phase Shift 7 program. Since the battle by La’har, Etrius Forté was promoted to captain and is crew was assigned to the program as they load up in the Legion of Earth’s newest battle tank called the Quin-La. This newly designed tank is the first of hopefully many in carrying mobile suits and fighters. Inspired by insects, it has three body segments the head, thorax, and abdomen. Thin in frame the Quin-La’s front has a gap in the middle and made up of three levels. The first level is considered the body that stores the mobile suits, while the second level is considered the bridge which holds the mega particle cannon, and the third level called the subbridge that maintain command and control all time.

“What the hell are you two doing! Keep the damn equipment leveled or we all gonna die before we have to chance to kick some Solomon ass,” barked Etrius seeing that the rookies weren’t keeping the equipment nice and straight, even under these circumstances.

“Sir, the Development Team needs more time, the Helloid is not ready,” informed Warrant Officer Malik Curry while adjusting his glasses.

“…are they smoking or getting high on something over there? We do not have the time nor do I have the patience to wait for them to get that damn Gundam ready,” Etrius yelled, trying to control his temper. All of this was suppose to have been done two days before in fear of an attack like this was setup.
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 Creed 02: Faithful Encounter

“And we’re back, this is TV-Xtreme news reporter Idalia Caparelli and we are live inside the courtroom in Raython town, the judge has heard what the jury had to say and has reached a final verdict.” Cameraman Elijah Mcspirit turned and pointed his camera at the judge along with every other news crew that was there.

“After hearing the jury and seeing the evidence, I sentence you to deat…” Suddenly the building began shaking as the lights flickered on and off. The double wooded doors opened with such a thump as an officer belted out, “Enemy Mobile Suits!” And at the moment the lights completely shut off only to come back on minutes later by the back up generator. You heard nothing but gasp and screams as everyone in the room saw that the defendant gone with both exits unguarded.

La’har knew that this would be his ticket out of here as he pressed his body against a wall. He rubbed the back of his hair missing his black locks, only to find the feel a buzz cut. His red eyes darted to the right as an officer called his name,

“Hey!”

“Sup,” La’har greeted, coiling his body under, he gave the officer a very quick uppercut to the jaw. On contact the officer was dazed which La’har then quickly spun around and kicked him, sending the officer hard on the floor.

“Freeze!” shouted another officer, whipping out his handgun. La’har froze, trying to calculate a way to get out of this predicament when the build jolted again as a door flew right open. People that were inside the room ran out screaming, heading for the shelters as La’har jammed himself inside the crowed, running with them. The entrance doors were broken down by people constantly trying to get out of the build in fear of the building collapsing.

La’har upon running outside with the crowed headed west toward the cliff side where he hoped to catch his breath and think. When he reached the edge of the cliff he looked down seeing the jagged rocks and sharp waves crashing into them. His head popped up, hearing the crisp sound of a gun being ready to go off as he turned around slowly, seeing a woman in a short blue top and skirt. She had brown wavy hair, dark piercing eyes, and an ivory complexion.

“You wouldn’t shoot little young me would you?” he asked.

“Try me,” she said, moving the gun up a few inches.

“Yes that’s correct. You can try…” he said while leaning back. Her instincts kicked in and fired a single shot with her eyes accidentally closed. When she opened them she saw that he was gone and the thought of him jumping off the cliff was not on the path she mapped out. She ran over, but quickly stopped seeing a unique dark red Zodac rising up above the cliff over her. She snapped out of her awestruck at the monstrous machine and began firing her handgun as if it would slow the giant machine down some how, but instead it just took off.

“What took you?” asked La’har. In the middle of its head, behind a panel that was like windshield of an ele-car, a blue-colored mono-eye flashed zoomed in on him.

“Apology my prince, small delay in the entry,” said Thai-Long, holding La’har in the palm of his mobile suit’s right hand. Two more Zodacs flew by and finished off the courtroom building,

“Dammit,” running back to the building, only to be caught off guard by a Zodac’s large shells as the building blew up, knocking her to the ground. Small chunks of debris toppled over her. She pushed the debris aside, studding the area seeing the people who escaped unharmed either kept running away or ran back to the blown up building to try and help anyone that was trapped.

“Elijah c’mon,” said Idalia, heading over for her intact news’ van. They loaded up and in only to be confronted by the woman with the gun who showed them her badge,

“Special Agent Cici Fiztroy of the AFB, I’m gonna need to borrow your van.” She jumped in and took hold of the wheel and took off as Idalia gradually lifted up her hand, coding Elijah to turn on his camera and keep on rolling.

BACK AT DOLUM’S Research Facility, Etrius couldn’t wait any longer and had to assist his men out there. Etrius made his way up into the subbridge, seeing Malik at the wheel, waiting for orders.

“We’re taking off.”

“Wait what? We’re not done loading the rest of the equipment,” informed Malik. Etrius told him at this rate the enemy will be on to them and take down the entire building if they didn’t leave and help out now. Etrius jumped in his captain’s chair and pressed a comm link button,

“Zan, what’s the situation out there?”

“Sir, four mobile suits have been spotted and it looks like they know what’s going on. You got to get the tank out of there now,” he suggested.

“Right, we’re heading out now,” said Etrius.

“Is everything loaded…shĭt! Pal NO!” shouted Zan, seeing one of his fellow soldiers’ mobile suit explode before his eyes. Outside, Zan being in his dark gray Jackal, fired shots from his beam machine gun, but once again missed every time.

“Wooo, look at these rookies go,” said Miles with joy while his Zodac torso turned, pulling out its heat strike sword. Brandon moved his joystick, Jackal’s shield lifted up, taking in the heated blade. However, he missed judged the heat radiating from the blade as it sliced down sideways, taking out Brandon in the process.

“AHHH!” yelled Zan, thrusting his shield into Miles’ mobile suit, knocking it down. He then took his beam machine gun and fired four shots, taking out the enemy Zodac that murdered his friend.

“Sir, they’re planted,” said Mitch, who placed four panzer fausts under the weak points of Tower Dolum.

“Excellent, stand back Mitch,” commanded Gene, ready to take aim. Mitch did as he was ordered and in seconds, glass just shatter as the Tower fell, hitting the ground with such violence. Mitch was caught in the after effect as his communication panel was damage in the meantime Lola quickly grabbed her head, another migraine coming along which seem to get worse throughout the battlefield.

“FIRE!” shouted Etrius as the Quin-La pushed through the debris that laid in front of it and fired its mega particle cannon that went straight through Gene’s Zodac.

Zan charged at Lola’s Zodac, shaking the pain away she pointed her strike machine gun at the Jackal, but then realized she ran out of ammunition. Zan came at her with a blast in which her Zodac maneuvered toward it, got hit in the shoulder blade as it jabbed its strike machine gun into Zan’s. Both guns flew out their hands, causing Lola to quickly pull out her heat strike sword and slammed it against Zan’s beam saber. Do to the damage of both their suits they were pretty much even in a deadlock as both darted back from each other.

“Who is this guy?” asked Zan. He saw the Zodac coming at him and he did the same, but this time instead of locking blades again, his Jackal fell forward, turned around, and with his blade pointed west, sliced the Zodac’s legs off. What was left of the Zodac started to fall as Lola turned over her sword and stabbed the blade in the Jackals right shoulder.

“Ahhh!” screamed Lola; the Zodac hitting the ground sideways first with intensity. She woke up groggy, trying to get the hatch to open. When it did, she summoned the strength to move and crawl out of her wrecked suit, landing butt first on the dirt path road.

Lola stood up in her dark green and black normal suit with the intention of taking her helmet off, only to be tackled by a stranger. They rolled around on the ground for a second as the guy who tackled planted himself on top of her, fist pulled back high in the air when the helmet came off.

“…Zan?” she asked. He looked into her purple eyes and asked,

“Lola? What the hell are you doing here?”

“I could ask you the same question little brother,” she said as he stepped off of her. He helped her up on her feet, flipping back her dark green hair.

“You’re with The Brothers of Solomon?”

“You’re so not in the Legion of Earth?”

“Yeah I am…I’m a soldier now,” he said proudly.

“The hell you are! I sent you to earth for one reason and one reason alone…for you to have a better future, one that I never had,” she protested. The tips of his dark hair were highlighted green as he pushed back the short curls, feeling a bit complex.

“I’m eighteen and who’s you to tell what I can and cannot do. You joined the enemy!” he said with anger.

“Kinda had my reasons,” she said, while holding up her left hand.

“Huuuuuh! You didn’t!” he heaved, looking at her engagement ring. Before she answered she turned around seeing the damage facility building and inside was a black, blue, and white looking mobile suit that caught her eye. Her attention turned back to her brother seeing that he was gone. She scouted the area seeing his Jackal mobile suit removing the heat strike sword from its shoulder blade. Her eyes widen seeing Mitch’s Zodac approaching,

“Zan…NO!” Lola hollered.   
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Creed 03: H.E.L.L.O.I.D.

Frantic for her brother’s life, Lola rush toward the research facility that was badly damage more on the outside than in. She ran inside seeing that they left the unit intact when upon reaching it she climbed up the ladder and onto the lift which brought her up to the unit’s midriff.

“Gundam…” she whispered, seeing the name on its side. To her surprise the cockpit wasn’t there on the Gundam’s chest, but there sticking out of the back like a filing cabinet was the cockpit and noted control panels. It must have been in use since the hatch was open and thankfully the unit was still intact from the collapsing Tower and its engine was hibernating like a computer in sleep mode.

As she climbed aboard and maneuvered her fit frame into the cockpit, she began searching the controls. Being a member of her squadron, Lola was no stranger when it came to mobile suits, but this giant mecha sparked her interest for it had lots of unusual bells and whistles than any other mobile suit she’d piloted.

She checked out the hand written notes that it seemed the Development Team were in a rush and made last minutes corrections attached to the instrument panel. Lola noted that the seat she was sitting in was the outer cockpit which controlled most of the Gundam’s functions. One thing she had to do was to check and see if the control system had been switched from defense to a manual setting.

THE SYSTEM RESPONDED as Lola stepped on the right and left pedals which caused the outer cockpit to swoosh inward, closing the Gundam’s circular double-layered backpack hatch. Lola turned her head, looking around the pitch black oval-shaped insides. After hearing a “click” noise from the back, her controls lit up and out in front of her above the lap was a digital LCD keyboard. This had to be the inner cockpit.

She flicked a few switches thanks to the illuminating blue lighting coming from the keyboard and suddenly a huge helmet came down and attached itself, swallowing Lola’s entire head. The helmet then powered on, seeing that this was a VRM helmet (Visual Reality Monitor).

The VRM provided the pilot with a main focus screen of a central orthoscopic video view of his surroundings. There were also six smaller monitors under the larger image of the research facility that displayed on the screen. These single monitors provide the Gundam with a 360-degree panorama if any individual monitor could be easily switched and appear on the main screen.

SHE BEGAN TYPING away, accessing the operation system as words started to appear on the main screen, (General UnilateralNeuro-Link Dispersive Autonomic Maneuver). When it was all done the name Helloid appeared on then off the screen as she firmly pulled on the left and right operation levels to start the Gundam. Seniors in the giant machine’s legs took scan of the environment, and activated the main system drive. The exhaust nozzles belched forth pent-up gas.

While watching the monitors in the cockpit, she used the Helloid’s cameras to scan the trailer and its environs, but she could see not one sign of a visible weapon for this machine. The Helloid stood up as debris from the roof toppled down to the floor. The Jackal held onto both a beam saber and a heat strike sword and it locked on the Zodac’s sword. One would think that they were both evenly match, but it was obvious to Lola that Zan’s mobile suit was heavily damage as sparks started to fly from its joints.

“Shit!” cussed Zan when his MS’ left leg snapped like a twig, thrown off his sense of equilibrium. The Jackal fell down giving Mitch the perfect opportunity to strike, pulling back his sword,

“Nooo!” screamed Lola as the Helloid thrusters jetted to life, moving the Gundam to charged forward. Its right forearm opened up, revealing a beam dagger about half the size of a beam saber, the pocket literally spat it out. The moment as she grabbed the dagger hilt using with its right hand electronically, a particle beam nearly five meters long was drawn. Screaming, trying to get Mitch to stop, unaware of the Zodac’s damage communication link, Lola brought the Helloid’s secured beam dagger slashing downward in a smear of light.

The Helloid came at Mitch’s Zodac with such versatility that didn’t allow him to react in time as the beam dagger entered his Zodac’s left shoulder and glimmered for a brief second, slicing halfway through to the right side. The Zodac began sparking violently; Lola knew that was a warning sign as she grabbed Zan’s MS and turned the Helloid’s chest verniers on full, and jumped forward as The Brothers of Solomon’s Zodac mobile suit piloted by Ensign Mitch Rise finally blew, carving a hole that marked where it stood as a gut wrenching high pitch echo pieced Lola’s ears, causing them to bleed.

“Ah! That sound, what is that horrific sound? It sounded like…death. I…I just killed my own partner…my…hands. I did something I can never take back…” stuttered Lola in shock, realizing what had taken place. The way Gundam Helloid was positioned afterward; Zan was able to climb it as the outer cockpit opened up in the back, revealing the passed out Lola. The Quin-La made its way by the mobile suits as MS pilot Landon Damis was the first to hop out of the tank and headed over to help Zan while the rest attended to the Helloid; soon a van with three passengers approached the tank cautiously.

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CREED 04: Anointed Ones 

“NO!” roared Lola, leaning forward. She began thinking that maybe this had all been a dream, that maybe Mitch and her squadron was still alive. That’s when Lola noticed she was on a bed that wasn’t she didn’t recognized. The room was plain with clean sheets, a desk, and a closet. Lola ran her fingers through her wavy cotton-candy purple hair, wondering if this was what a hangover felt like as she sat straight up in the bed. She swung her feet over the fluffy rug that was on the floor next to the bed and then stood up, trying to regain her focus and strength. She needed to get out of the room and figure out where she was. She placed her hand on what she thought was a wall, but in fact was a door that slid by, making the sounds of a whoosh noise. She stepped out, seeing that being an enemy she wasn’t guarded and wondered why.

Back in Space Tower 8, she remembered in one of the mission briefing hearing about a developing tank more powerful and durable than any other the Legion of Earth had ever made. She wondered if this was it after remembering a tank that took down Gene’s mobile suit with one shot from its cannon. Could this actually be the Phase Shift 7 program…the Quin-La?

Lola was wearing an all black with dark green strips on the each side’s normal suit. Wherever she was, it felt similar like the inside of a battleship as she headed downward. Normally the procedure if captured was to either escape or radio your location. She would have jetted out of there, but she wanted…needed to find her little brother Zan. For her, there had to be away for him to no be apart of this battle.

Inside the captain’s quarters, almost everyone associated with the program was there, but the operators and technician mechanics. The main laser comm. channel was open as a close-up of General Keegan’s face appeared on the screen for everyone in the room to see.

The captain quarters was basically an office made for the captain so he may clear his head and do other things besides ordering around. “At ease, troops.” He began looking at the people closest to the screen, trying to size them up. “There’s rumor going around that Prince La’har has set up a powerful defense base, the spearhead for The Brothers of Solomon’s first Earth invasion.”

“Sir! We’re currently moving east on our way to the cloud forest. It’s our best bet in reaching Abalon,” explained Captain Etrius.

“Captain, tell me something…have you or even your troops heard of the word Anointed Ones before?” asked the general.

“I’ve heard stories, listening in on the enemy conversations,” whispered Petty Officer 2nd Class Harold Aldo.

LOLA HEARD VOICES coming from a door that didn’t slide and marked as CQ. She placed her ear on the door, hoping to get an idea of where her brother was. The voices that were coming from the door sounded like whispers as she tried to make them out. General Keegan began exploring the theory,

“It is said that they are the new breed of human evolution, the neuro generation even. They said to possess heightened mental and physical powers. But not superpowers like in them olden days comic books. One could call it a spatial awareness, but on a higher intellectual level I guess. The Science Facility is looking more into this and on this so-called ability that some share which we are calling it Aura Control. Now I may be old and going crazy, but take Lt. Commander Thai-Long, pilot of the Devil’s Phenix. He doesn’t have any true superpowers, but could be considered an Anointed One due to his performance in combat.

His skills are extremely high and probably the level of ability we assume that of an Anointed One. If The Brothers of Solomon have accepted the Anointed One theory and are deploying these humans in combat, then we better take full advantage of them. The reason why I’m telling you this is because I believe we found a true Anointed One and he has been assigned to the Phase Shift 7 program,” explained General Keegan.

“An Anointed One…with us?” questioned Captain Etrius, who for one, wasn’t convinced for a second that there was an actual real person out there like the general described.

Lola was unable to listen to the rest, hearing a gun being cocked from behind; she began turning around slowly, with her hands in the air, seeing a woman.

“Freeze! Special Agent Cici Fiztroy, of the AFB.”

“Atlantic Federation Burrow? My…aren’t we trigger happy,” smirked Lola, sizing Cici up.

“Once we reach our destination, I’m taking you down to HQ,” said Cici.

“Wait what? I didn’t do anything wrong,” said Lola. Cici right eyebrow raised causing Lola to look at her normal suit, “aw dammit.”

“Yes, his name is Chief Petty Officer Alyist Huerta. Although he knows how to work a mobile suit, we see his talents best suited as a technician. See to it that he’s welcome,” informed General Keegan as the screen went blank. The door opened as Lola walked in, her hands still in the air feeling the tension solely on her.

“Found her sneaking out,” said Cici.

“I wasn’t sneaking out…ass,” Lola said with a smile.

“She…piloted the Helloid?” asked Petty Officer 2nd Class Trinidad Sollie. He looked at her with disgust, remembering her squadron killed two of his teammates.

“Now that she’s awake, she’ll be going into solitary confinement like the rest of her people,” said Cici.

“Before I go into confinement can someone tell me where Zan is?” asked Lola, not seeing him in the room.

“We sent him along with Landon to go out and scout ahead,” said Malik.

“What! You let him out?”

“That’s really none of your concern,” said Etrius.

“He’s my little brother so yeah, it kinda is. Oh and sweetie…rule one of holding a gun. Never point a gun when your target has room to stretch,” said Lola as her right leg lifted back making contact with Cici’s hand, kicking the gun out of Cici’s hand. It flipped in the air and when it came back down; Lola not only caught it, but also spun around, wrapping her arm around Cici’s neck in a headlock, pointing the gun at her head. Lola then pushed Cici in front of Harold and Trinidad and ran out.

She fired a few shots at the oncoming soldiers that were coming at her. No one was injured as she searched for a way out, finding herself in front of twins. She ran passed them as it felt like she was being guided, finally finding a door that led to the outside. The door whooshed up just as the Quin-La stopped in its tracks. She jumped out landing roughly on the dirt path. Lola then jetted into a wooded area toward the direction she felt Zan was in, hoping to reach him because something terrible goes wrong.

Suddenly, a cosmic white bolt flashed across her forehead with an accompanying sound effect as Lola felt a presence that she thought was her brother. This led her over a small hill and the closer she got the more the presence distinguish itself from that of her brother’s. At the topped, she peeked down seeing a house by a lake. She wondered if anyone lived there and if so, do they know that there’s a battle going on.

THEN IT HAPPENED, a man sprouted from the lake as water draped down from his shirtless six-pack abs. It was an unusual sight to see as she questioned if she was just seeing things. He ran his hands through his wet orange hair that unbeknownst Lola, usually stood up. From her perspective, his sapphire blue eyes were devastatingly beautiful, almost transparent and glowing, and she sensed something indefinable powerful and vast within them.

The man began doing some exercises first starting with a few pushups and then moved to sit-ups. Thinking that this was all in her head, she tried shaking off the feeling that she was imagining things. But there he was in the flesh, bobbing his tan colored body up and down with ease.

She felt herself being swept into a spatial environment, wondering if he was casting out his own conscious thoughts on her as awareness began building between the two even from afar. Without verbalizing, something within Lola’s mind shouted out:

Who are you?!” A simple question was pleading out to a level of a manifesting physical yell.

What do you want from me?!” Could he really hear her mind? Then another thought occurred, realizing that he was the same age as she was. It was an undeniable physical sensation that could only be true. She knew by the sense of his presence that his name was Alyist and that they shared an unspeakable bond that both she and La’har never had or shared. Then she felt a jolt in this awareness structure that seemed to surround the two as a shadow-like force created a new sensation that run down her cerebral lobes. She imaged a Zodac.

As fast as the awareness appeared between the two it soon subsided as Lola’s attention went toward the sky now, seeing a giant Zodac mobile suit zooming passed her. She looked back and to her surprise the guy was gone. It puzzled her that he was there one minute and then gone the next as if but a dream. Maybe she did imagine him, but he seemed so real…maybe too real. Lola slid down the hill, stumbling toward the bottom as she crossed the flatten land. She made her way toward the lake, scouting around, but saw nothing, but birds and few animals.

Lola then shrugged and turned around and there inches from her was him, Alyist, with his tan body glistening from his dip in the lake as his curved chest started breathing heavily as a result of his excursion. Awestruck, she lost her footing and started falling into the lake when he reached out and grabbed her hand. Her body laid bent, inches from going into the water and on contact they shared a strange Anointed experience. She felt the energy rise. It coiled around them, building and thickening as it swirled. It felt like if he let go of her, she would fly off into the sky. He pulled her toward him; she was so close to him she could feel his heart pounding as hers synced in tune.

“Hi,” he said so softly, his sapphire eyes piercing her very soul.

“Hi,” she said back to him, her ruby eyes gazing into his. She kept wondering who this guy that came into her life was, and then a scary thought crossed her mind. Could this guy also be a threat to her life? Her attention drifted away once again, hearing and seeing another Zodac flying away over her. She looked back and saw that the guy was gone. She couldn’t ponder where he went off too as an explosion occurred a few miles from her, feeling the vibrations of the ground quivering.

“Shit, Zan!” she said, running back up and over the hill to the Quin-La.