Two Men, One Force. Chapter 10: Raid

An officer on the bridge of the Ra Cailum concentrated on the screen in front of him. The bridge was bright and full of life more than it had ever been, but had definitely not been for the better. The atmosphere of extreme chaos was rising and Captain Bright Noa felt it within the depths of his heart. The lone soldier turned to Bright, "Sir, we've begun tracking them."

"Have you got a signal?," Bright asked.

"Yes, sir. We're trying to pinpoint their coordinates right now . . ."

Bright floated over to the officer.

"What do we have?"

"Looks like Side 2, sir."

"Side 2? Do you think they have refuge there?'

"It's a possibility. But, Side 2 at this time is pretty close to the moon. They could be running low on supplies."

"Keep an eye on them."

"Yes, sir."

* * * * *

Bright turns from them and heads to the lounge area where he had promised to meet Yuu and the others. At the lounge, he sees Yuu, Yazan, Jill, Philip, Carl, among other pilots on the Ra Cailum. The restless soldiers floated about in the bright white room. Yazan floated across the lack of gravity biting out huge chunks of two hamburgers as Yuu had grabbed him by the sleeve and dragged him to the ground, Bright took a seat among them.

"Are you positive, Yuu?"

"Very, Captain Bright. I was even able to see his face. His name is Johnny Ridden."

"Johnny Ridden . . ." Yazan said to himself.

"He was a huge ace during the One Year War," said Bright.

Philip nodded his head to the side. "How could you not have heard about him, Yuu? He was a big one with a huge kill count. Even better than the Red Comet."

"I don't know . . . the name seems familiar, though. But, I know his name is Johnny Ridden."

"Johnny Ridden went MIA at the end of the One Year War," Bright commented. "I'm surprised that he'd pop up now."

"I can tell you that he's really dangerous. Almost on the verge of killing himself along with everyone else."

"Be careful out there, then. I don't know much about the EXAM system, but from what you're telling me it sounds as dangerous as a real life Newtype."

Bright leaves. Yuu leans back in his seat and stretches. He stares at the bright light on the ceiling, and could almost see Marion, angel wings and all . . .

"Yuu! It's up to you . . ."

"What . . .? Marion?"

"The World! The fate of the future is up to you!"

"Up to me? Why me?"

"This is beyond! Beyond anything else! Fate is in your hands!"

"My . . . hands?"

"With a power like this, it will negate the need for Newtypes, and mankind will rot . . . Yuu . . ."

"But . . . !"

"Everything relies on your actions! Please make the right decisions!"


Yazan smacks Yuu dead across the face.

"Oww! What did you do that for?!"

"You were talking to yourself, kid. Had to do something."

"Didn't have to smack me so hard . . ."

"Ooh . . . sorry, then . . ." Yazan said sarcastically.

Philip shook his head and took a seat next to Yuu. "What's next for the blue nightmares now?"

"Blue nightmares?"

"That's what everybody's been calling you. Haven't you noticed that people have been staring at you?"

"No . . ."

"Well, they have. They watch you out in battle and give you a look like Amuro Ray came back to life."

"I'm not that good . . ."

"Yeah, you are. You're better than the rest of us."

"I'm just . . . lucky . . ."

"Luck? That's not what I see blazing across space every time I go out there."

Yuu turned his head the other way and sighs. The pale look on his face gave away the fact that he wasn't doing very well. He looked as if he were about to throw up. Philip gave him an odd look and puts his hand on his shoulder.

"What's wrong, man?"

"I'm just . . . homesick . . ."

He gave Yuu a few light smacks on the back with an intent smile. "Suck it up, Yuu. This war will be over before you know it."

"I hope your right . . ."

* * * * *

Meanwhile, the Titanic along with other accompanying ships blazed across the vast darkness of space. Nanai stacked a pile of papers in the conference room. The conference room was fairly large and round with grey walls and a large, round table in the middle. Nanai looked in the mirror and quickly fixed her hair.

"Are they tracking us?" asked Sanders.

"Of course. Just as we planned," answered Nanai.

"I don't trust "Just as we planned", Nanai. Our forces were taken to the scrap heap yesterday."

"Just a simple miscalculation, Major."

"Simple miscalculation?! He shook and slammed his fist down onto the table. The look in his eyes was obviously one of immense fury for the loss of comrades. We lost about 4 ships!"

"We have more." Nanai merely stated.

"Not many more!"

"Will you just shut up?"

"The men are down in the dumps and you know it! How are we supposed to fight this war?!"

"We'll just keep fighting. I don't think it's much of a problem. A battle is a battle. The war isn't over yet."

"I guess you told the Red Comet the same thing before you guys lost, right?"

Nanai rose from her seat in a rage. The fiery glare in her eyes could be noticed from a mile away. "Shut up. Don't you dare bring him up!"

Sanders put on a deceitful grin. "That's what this is all about isn't it?"

"Is what all about?", Nanai asked.

"You're part in the war. All of this is revenge."

"It's called justice."

"There's a difference between justice and revenge. You can trust me to know the difference."

"Didn't I just ask you to shut up, Major?"

"You're not my fleet commander."

"You can be really annoying, you know that? I guess that's why they always insisted on calling you the reaper during the One Year War.

Sanders ignored the comment. "So, what is this "plan" of yours?" he asked, trying to immediately change the subject.

"We've entered Side 2. I expect Londo Bell to follow us in. We'll then proceed to drop this new little toy of mine out."

"And you're new little toy is?"


"Poles?" Sanders asked.

"Yes." Nanai answered with a smile on her face. "Poles."

"I hope this aren't ordinary poles I can stick my jacket on."

"Of course not. These poles are well . . . very interesting. It won't damage the Ra Cailum too much but it'll sure enough stall Londo Bell for a long time. We can then get any remaining supplies from Sweetwater and rendezvous with the rest of our fleet. Then, we're off to the moon."

"You sure this is gonna' work?"

"Londo Bell doesn't even see this coming."

* * * * *

The hanger of the Ra Cailum was a gigantic space filled with Mobile Suits. The technicians readily built and repaired Jegans as quick as they could for the pilots of Londo Bell. Yuu wore his dark blue normal suit and swung into the cockpit of the Miracle Gundam.

"You really are a Miracle, you know that? I guess you're a true member of the Blue Destiny series."

Yuu shut the cockpit. The camera panels turned on. Yuu could see everything on the Ra Cailum's Mobile Suit deck, from engineers repairing to Jegans to pilots getting into simulations. Yuu closed his eyes and concentrated.

"Marion . . ."

There was no answer.

"Marion . . . are you there?"

Still nothing.

"I need to know . . ."

There was still a deep silence.

"I need to know what you meant. I'm just a pilot doing his job . . ."

"Hello, Yuu . . ."

A white light flashed in Yuu's eyes as he felt as he was engulfed into a great vastness. As soon as he had opened his eyes, he was no longer in the cockpit of the Miracle Gundam, but was now floating in space. Across from him was the ever-angelic Marion. Yuu reached out to her, but wasn't able to reach her. "Marion . . . you wanted to talk to me?"

"Johnny Ridden . . ."

"What about him?"

"You two are very much alike . . ."

"Like how?"

"In many ways . . . " the angelic Newtype soul said. "For one, neither of you are Newtypes, but from being in space, may have some weak Newtype traits, I can tell. But more importantly, you both fight for something, You for your family . . . and he for everything that he doesn't have that you do."

"Everything that he doesn't have but I do?"

Marion nods. "Yet, he can't, because the one person he needs is beyond this universe now . . ."

"Beyond . . . this universe? You mean she's dead?"

"Yes. Yuu, you have to make him see, Yuu, that he's fighting for nothing. That the person telling him to fight is not the one he needs . . ."

"I . . . think I can do that."

"You have to. I've seen the future." Marion floats above and over Yuu descends in front of him. "You are not just a pilot, Yuu. This scenario is one where the fate of everything else depends on this. You have no idea how imperative your survival is."

"But, how? I'm just piloting for Londo Bell against the Black Dream. As far as I'm concerned, I don't even understand what the Black Dream wants!"

"It's not what they want, but everything depends on the core of one of their members. She will decide the fate of the Earth is you don't."

"And I'm supposed to stop her how?! I don't even know who you're talking about!"

"Nanai Miguel . . ."

"Nanai Miguel?"

Yuu suddenly faded and fell out of his phase. He woke up in the cockpit of the Miracle Gundam.

"But Marion . . . why me?"

Suddenly, the Ra Cailum shook violently. Yuu shot forward out of his seat and rolled onto the cockpit monitors.

"Oww . . ."

Yuu pulled himself to his feet and opened his cockpit. The Ra Cailum shook hard again and Yuu was thrown out into the zero gravity. He floated across the Mobile Suit deck out of control.

"Got ya' there buddy!" Philip grabbed Yuu's arm and pulled him into the exiting corridor.

"What's going on?!" Yuu shouted.

"I don't know! I was coming here since you said you'd be here and stuff just began to go all crazy!"

A loud crash could be heard. Philip fell onto the ground and Yuu was tossed across the long, white hallway and collided into Yazan and fell on top of him.

"Ah! Get off of me kid!"

He threw Yuu off of himself and pulled himself back to his feet. Yuu did the same.

"What's going on?"

"Don't know, don't care. All I know is that it's butting into my sleep."

"Let's try to get to Bright."


Philip gestured towards a different direction. "I'm . . . I'll be there in a second. I'm going to check something out."

"Right . . . tell her I said hi."

"Shut up."

Yuu and Yazan went to the bridge where multiple soldiers and crewmen were already standing.

"Stop! Stop the engines! It's only making it worse! Tell the other ships to do the same!"

The thrusters of the Ra Cailum and its fellow ships all had shut down one by one. The atmospheric chaos now turned into a collage of anarchy. At one moment, it was as if the soldiers of Londo Bell screamed out in confusion, and then, everything was suddenly quiet. Bright stood up in the midst of this and stood next to one of the operators.

"What in the World was that just now?!"

"I've got no clue. But, something powerful was pulling the Ra Cailum and the other ships off course and towards something. It seems some of our equipment isn't working either. It's like a giant magnet just started pulling on us."

"A giant magnet?"

"If it was, though, it must've been a really big one . . . or a really powerful one . . ."

"Are we investigating?"

"We're on it, sir."

* * * * *

About an hour had passed. Bright turned to the rest of the crew and pilots. "Go get some sleep. It looks like we're going to be here for some time."

The men turned around and went back to their rooms. Yuu and Yazan remained on the bridge.

"What the hell was that?" Yuu asked.

"Don't throw you're rhetorical questions at me, kid, 'cause I don't have a clue. I say you should get some sleep, it doesn't look like you've gotten any for days."

"Nice to see that you care," Yuu said sarcastically.

Yazan wore an evil smile. "Heh, I'm rubbing off on you."

"Yeah, right. The Ra Cailum is vulnerable now. I'm going to stay up a bit more."

"Whatever, you're loss."

Yazan left Yuu and headed towards his room. A crewmember in a normal suit leaped onto the bridge.


"What is it?"

"We found some foreign objects outside, sir. They're like giant poles."

"And that's what's holding us back?"

"They're like giant electromagnets, sir. It's interfering with our equipment and it's pulling on the ships. Give us some time to take them apart and disable them."

"Understood. You're dismissed, soldier."

"Thank you, sir."

Bright jumped back into his seat and spoke to his operators. "Get a few pilots out there, we're too open to attack. God help us if they attack now . . ."

To Be Continued . . .