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"Yeah thats the name but I dont have time to explaine now we have to get out of here." Deane said looking around. "George grab and arm we have to go now." Deane said helping Ray up and they proceeded out the door. "Unfortunately we have to split up here. There are two hangers with gundams that way and a lot more this way." he said giving everyone a key including ray which he slipped in his pocket. "Good luck guys." Deane giving a stern yet soft look he wanted them to make it out of here and hopefully they would.

They trotted along into the night followed only by the sound of their footsteps. Soon they had gotten to Gregs hanger. "Looks like this is you stop dont worry I got this one I think hes regaining controll again." Deane said as Greg looked sad. "Thank you Deane if it weren't for you we would all be cooked."greg said as Deane quickly answered. "Dont sell yourself short you did as much as I did now get out of here." Deane said as greg looked lost for words all he could manage was a head nod before he dissappeared into the hanger. From there he just continued.

Just before they made it to Rays hanger sirens went off. "Looks like they figured the Gundam actvity wasnt part of their plan." Deane said as he sped on faster. "Ray this is your stop we dont have time for long winded goodbyes cause I'll see you in a few. Can you make it to the Gundam?" Deane asked scaning the area for figures and sure enough he heard some in the distance probably boarding other gundams to prosew his friends.

((morning surprised i guess ill wait for stranger))

(( lol morning? more like good afternoon. it's about 1:30 where i am. yeah, guess we'll wait for him. i think i'm going to kill your nameless guy who escaped from Hanger 4, is that alright? then it's just you and Rey who escapes. but Greg's still alive, just captured.

all right! new people in the story!))

(( i'm not sure. i thought it was just supposed to be Deane and Ray. maybe i'll kill one nameless guy, and leave the other. since i only said 3 hangers were launching, we'll assume that the nameless guys have mostly worthless suits that were housed two to a hanger ))

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"Wai- what?" Ray saw Greg release the pressurized helmet, and for a moment, there was a screeching pain going about his head. Everything was swirling around him, and briskly did he feel a tug by his arm, as he was dragged along through a strange winding hallway, all white in what he percieved. He tagged along the one named Greg before him, without a speck of understanding of where he was or what was going on. All he knew was that they were escaping, and that his heart was pounding so much he'd thought he'd die at any moment.

He ran alongside Deane and his companions, amidst the utter silence and the break out of the wild sounds of the alarm. All that Deane spoke was but a blur, as Ray merely ran for wherever out of sheer fear, a key in hand. They have all separated and he was alone, pacing down the the steps to a bleak goal for his life. "Hey you! Stop!" A stern man's voice could be heard trailing his way. And then...

"Jonathan... Jonathan..." Ray stopped on where he was at, or more likely, time stopped for him. That voice... Yes, it was... It flashed once again; the chair, and him waling to it, hand in hand with someone he'd entrust his life with. He did not quite understand why he was hearing the unfamiliar name, but he was certain the voice was refering to him. He turned to the source of the voice, and his sight landed on a large wall with the nimer "8" paineted on it in red. He dashed for the wall, and sure enough, found a keyhole at the very side. He inserted the key, saw lights turn from red to green, then pushed with all his might. The small door from the right corner of the wall opened and he came running intside.

The men were still running behind him, and he immediately closed the opening, grabbing hold of the key to block them out. He wallowed there in the darkness, until he came to press something like that of a button. Lights went up, and Ray winced for a moment at the bright shiny structure in front of him.

"It's a... mobile suit..." The soft words came smoothly through his breath, as he contemplated on the figure that only appeared from the torso upwards. He had seen mobile suits before, only once, when the colony was attacked. They were gigantic... monstrous humanoid machinery made of something metallic looking and hard, wiping out the forces that tried so hard to defend them. nly that this was different. Unlike the green ones he saw 3 years back, this one was red all over, and the shape was totally different. As he went on gazing at the large figure, a barage of bangs and thuds and yells came hammering from the door, loosening by the moment.

Ray held his breath and paniced, running towards the bridge that led to the robot's stomach. He inserted the key without delay, and sure enough, it opened, one layer going up and the other going down. He hopped right in, and instinctively presse don the red button beside the opening, closing the doors. Just then, the men were able to break the door open, and aimed at the cockpit. "REPEAT: DO NOT DESTROY 7 AND 8" Just by then, the men hesitated, maybe afraid to damage any of the systems inside, but took courage anyway. The door almost closed when they opened fire, and Ray looked back, arm around his face, as he tried to cover himself from the clanging horror of bullets bouncing off the armored dorrways.

Here is some background song to go along with the story.
The doors finished closing, and the cockpit had finally been sealed inside. It was all pitchblack. Ray placed his hands upon the two arms of soft padded chair, and his feet were properly placed on the floor, sticking by it. Several straps of hard fabric, one by one, wrapped around him, from his hands and feet, through his arms and legs, and over his neck, chest, and the rest of his body. Small sensor-like objects struck his back, and a helmet, much like the one in Non Reale lowered upon his body, and attatched itself into his head. There was a dark glass visor over his eyes.

What is this?... The screen over his visor came to life, words appearing letter by letter.
LOGGING ON...

GIGANTIC
UNIVERSALLY DOMINATING
NEURO-SENSITIVE
DIRANIUM PLATED
AUTONOMIC
MOBILITY SUIT

...

WELCOME TO SHIFT GUNDAM.

FOR NEWTYPE.

PROTOTYPE STAGE.

...

What is going on? What is this? Shift? Gigantic? Neuro Sensitive? Diranium... "Mobile Suit?!" Ray exclaimed, but suddenly feeling a slight shock from behind.

MOBILE PILOT CONFIRMED. READY FOR LAUNCH.

I wanna get out of this place! The system complied and the engines were activated, the machine freed. How do I blast off this place? He was shifting through tons of tons of files in a second, the computer's flow in sync with what he had in mind. The weaponry system came into display, and the first on the list was... "Cutting blades?" He chose on the cutting blades, and almost immediately the machine picked up an axe-like weapon from its side.

Sensors showed the soldiers standing by below. As he came to look down, he saw their trembling eyes, as they kept firing at the mobile suit. "Get out!" Ray screamed, and landed his cutting blade near the men. The men ran away just as Ray slashed the hanger wall open. Shift came jetting through the wide space, and maneuvered quite smoothly. It was just like Non Reale, only... much tougher to control. Ray ran through the files, and found three transformation stages. Stage 3... The robot immediately transformed into a space craft-like module, and blasted its way out of the armory with its beam shot rifles intact, opening a hole that sucked the air out.

Ryn sat, his feet on a table, watching an old sci-fi movie. In one hand he held a bag of chips, and the other fiddled with a small switch. Just as the massive steel moon in the movie exploded the sirens went off. Ryn fell from his chair, swearing colorfully, before he flipped a switch on the panel next to him, and the sirens were silenced.

"What the heck is going on here? This place is abandoned! Why would anyone send a message to an abandoned mining asteroid?",Ryn said out loud, watching as the computer translated the message to English.

"You've gotta be kidding me.... Better save those kids tails...",Ryn said, punching a switch beside him, and running down the hallway, towards his Gundam, Bloodfin.