MOBILE SUIT
GUNDAM H. Z.
Episode 3: Prelude to Chaos
(Two trucks drive through the forest, they stop and the driver of the front one gets out and looks around)
Driver: Let’s see, where is it?
(Sees a rock with a red HZ on it)
Driver: There it is he’ll be here soon.
Driver2: Couldn’t we just dump it here and get the cash later?! This is illegal after all.
Driver: Don’t worry, he’ll be here, besides we cant leave 3 tons of gundanium just lying around where it might fall into the wrong hands!
Driver2: How do you know our customer isn’t the wrong hands?
Kert: I can assure you my hands are as clean as yours. (Walks out from the woods carrying a paper bag)
Driver: So there you are, you got the stuff?
Kert: Here (Tosses the bag at Driver’s feet, Driver bends over, picks it up and looks inside)
Driver: hmm, hey wait! There’s only $3,000 in here! That amount for 3 tons of gundanium! Forget it!
Kert: I’m not done yet..
Driver: huh?
Kert: There’s a truck full of mobile suit and various other types of parts over there, you can see it from here (points into the woods, barely visible there is a truck)
Driver: (Looks over at Driver2) Check it.
Driver2: right (Gets out of the truck and runs into the woods, comes back with a happy look on his face)
Driver: Well?
Driver2: I can’t believe he got this stuff! We could sell it as salvage for at least $700,000!
Driver: Whoa! You got yourself a deal kid! (Driver one gets in the truck full of the parts and Driver2 gets in the other truck and they drive away, leaving the one full of gundanium, Kert hops up on the truck bed and looks under the tarp.)
Kert: Bingo, this should repair Heavy Zero quite well
(An airport, a shadowy looking person sits, apparently waiting for a flight to depart.)
Intercom: Now boarding, flight 361 to colony L2
(The person picks up his bag and heads for the gate, goes through the metal detector, hands his ticket in and sits down on the shuttle, a flight attendant comes by)
Attendant: Would you like something to drink sir?
Person: No thanks (It’s Plague’s voice)
(The Training Facility Kert lived in, Dr.T is leaning over a map, an asistant comes by)
assistant: Dr.T, just came to let you know that there have still been no signs of finding Kertani Williams (Dr.T nods, assistant walks off)
Dr.T: Thought: Where could he have gotten to? He’ll be showing up somewhere near a hanger where there is repair facilities, of course he’s practically memorized Heavy Zero by now. (Sighs) Why do I worry so much about him? He can get through, but, knowing where he was would take a load of worry off my back, but then again, knowing where he is puts all of us here under risk.
(A dirt road in the mojave desert, a large truck is driving down it with something large on the bed with a tarp over it, another bed is tied to the back like a trailor, it too is tarped, the truck drives towards a weathered looking building, it drives up and Kert gets out)
Kert: Anyone here?!
(The sound of a gun cocking comes from behind)
Gunman:Who wants to know?
Kert: A customer.
Gunman: How much?
Kert: 2,000
Gunman: What currency?
Kert: U.S. Dollars
Gunman: (Puts away the gun and walks out from the shadows) $2,000 dollars eh? That’s a start, but you’re gonna have to fork over some more cash or something of equal value if you want our services.
Kert: I won’t be requiring any work from you, I just need your repair facilities for two days.
Gunman:hmm, 2,000 sounds reasonable at that requirement, what are you trying to repair?
Kert: That’s none of your bussiness
Gunman: The hell it isn’t, these are my repair facilities! Are you one of those military guys bringing damaged mobile suits from one of the airbases Plague hit?
Kert: no
Gunman: then you’re gonna have to show me what you’re gonna fix!!
(Kert pulls a gun and points it at Gunman, many others spring up from behid cover and aim their guns at Kert)
Gunman: I guess we’ll see what you’ve got after all (smirk)
(A few run up to the back bed and pull off the tarp)
Man: Sir, these are just a bunch of metal plates
Gunman: What kind of metal is it?
Man: I don’t know, but it doesn’t look like titanium.
Gunman: Thought: could it be…… (Tosses a diamond to Man)
Man: What’s this for sir?
Gunman: Scrape it against the metal
(Man Scrapes it against the metal, the diamond is scratched)
Man:What?! That’s not possible diamond is the strongest mineral on earth!
Gunman: This wasn’t forged on earth
Man: You mean its………gundanium?!
(Some one punches Kert out cold and puts a gun to his head and almost fires but then…)
Gunman: What are you doing!?!?
Man2: He’s Plague!!! I know it!!! Why else would he have gundanium!!!!
(Man2 pulls the trigger but finds his gun pointed in another direction and is tossed into the truck by Kert and then knocked out cold)
Gunman: You do realize this demands an explanation.
Kert: Check the other bed then
(Another man goes and checks the other truckbed)
Man3: Its…it’s a…it’s a gundam.
(Suddenly Kert gets shot through his shoulder then someone knocks him out with the butt of his gun)
(Inside a building that’s in the complex)
(Kert is lying on a couch, he slowly wakes up)
Gunman: Well looks like you’ll be ok.
Kert: What, what happened?
Gunman: Once my men saw you had a gundam they literally pounced on you, I knew you weren’t plague since your mobile suit didn’t fit the description in the reports, but they still said we should kill you and sell the gundam to make a fortune.
Kert: what’d you do?
Gunman: I had to shoot three of my men and even kill one before they would back off, they think the world is gonna be thrown into war and everyone is gonna be killed with the arrival of plague so they want to get their hands on everything they can lately
Kert: Understandable, where’s…(tries to get up) argh! Falls back down on the couch gripping his shoulder.
Gunman: It’s in one of our hangers being repaired with the gundanium you had, I had to tell my men that I’d shoot them on site if I caught them stealing any of it. For now you should stay here till that bullet wounds healed, we’ve already removed the bullet so you don’t have to worry about that.
Kert: But…plague…he’ll…
Gunman: What?
Kert:……let me up, I want to make a few additions to Heavy Zero, and when it’s repaired I’m going body permitting or not.
Gunman: So that’s what you call it eh? (Helps Kert up and Kert walks over to the repair hanger, the various people working on the gundam look over to the door)
Gunman: Well? Get back to work! (They do so) The main console is up there (points) You’ll find all the blueprinting programs on there, I’ll have my men put in any extras you design (Turns to leave)
Kert: Wait, what’s your name?
Gunman: Drake Oliver Floyd (Leaves, Kert sits down at the computer and starts typing)
(Colony L2, a shuttle lands and lets passenger off, Plague looks up at a screen showing earth)
Plage: (smirks) Earth, I’ll remind your people what will be always there, as long as humanity exists. (Walks off)
(A control room overlooking a hanger, a single person is sitting with a cup of coffee in his hands.)
Control guy: (sighs, sips his coffee) why is it that I always get the graveyard shift. (Yawns, a silenced pistol shot is heard, his eyes open wide and he hunches over lifelessly with a bloody hole in the back of his head, behind him stands Plague, he pushes a button on his watch, outside in space a light flashes several times, and a craft starts coming fast and lands in the hanger, Plague with a astro suit on floats out to the craft, gets in and looks in the back cargo, it’s a seriously damaged Death Scythe X)
Plague: Soon, soon you’ll be ready to destroy the only thing in our way, and then hurl this world into the inevitable. (DSX eyes glow an evil green, end symbols)