2011-02-20 - Who The Hell Do You Think I Am!?

There is an Island in the pacific that has never been given a name. The natives of the surrounding island know to never go there. It is said there is a great devil on that island... One who lives in fire and is said to take anyone who defies him to the fires of the volcano on the island.

It is here the GGG have tracked the residual radiation from the Photon reactor. Those who check up with the natives will hear of those who went there and never returned. Of the noises that come from that island at night. Of how the sky turns blood red at night as volcano erupts.

AN HOUR AGO

On the island, Duke Brazen sits on his throne, over looking the bleak expanse of island. He narrows his eyes when he hears one of his subordinates announce that there are several signatures heading toward the island. He rises slowly, allowing his red mantle to catch the wind. "They are after my trophy. I will not allow them to take what I have given to Dr. Hell. It is proof of my superiority. We will mount an offensive and bathe them in the fires of our stronghold!"

There is a general cheer from Brazen's pilots, ready to board their Warrior Beasts in service to Dr. Hell. Brazen turns his head to see Bardos Island in the near distance. They would find this place soon....He crosses his arms and looks toward the Volcano. He would need to make his stand here. "TO ARMS! WE FIGHT TO DEFEND BARDOS!"

NOW

The Warrior Beasts prepare for launch from the island that is now in the vicinity to Bardos. The sky erupts into red fire as the Volcano explodes as green, spiraling energy surges around a small focal point. It was the Brazen Custom, completely repaired after being scrapped just a day ago. The voice of Brazen loudly announces, "You will go no further! TONIGHT WILL BE YOUR FINAL RESTING PLACE!!!"

The volcano erupts again as the Warrior Beasts take to the air with an eruption of horrifying roars and chatters.

This is Bardos Island.

It is the grand center of the world's most powerful super robot army. Beneath the secret rocky shores of Bardos lie secrets undiscovered even by those who live and work upon it daily, excavating its deepest regions for their dark and terrible master. Once the fortress of an empire more massive and terrible than the human race can possibly imagine, an empire that spanned whole galaxies, terrible giants called gods whose secret history is known only to Dr. Hell, Juuzo Kabuto, and a very, very scant few others, this place has now been coopted by that first and most villainous of its secret-keepers. Once more, its mystic gears turn and crank, bastardized Machine Beast after bastardized Machine Beast churned from its black factories at the hands of its new and terrible master for the sole purpose it was designed for so long ago:

Total. World. Domination.

Now, a force of do-gooders and heroes has arrived. Bringing with them their strongest robots, their most powerful machines, they have uncovered the secret current location of Bardos; its mystic shield has been pierced, and Hell's mighty voodoo doctor Pygman is nowhere to be found to reestabliish it.

It may be the one and only chance the human race has to strike back at this man, at this man who is one of the most evil human beings alive, a man remorseless and cold and willing to discard all that is decent and good and pure in the name of his vile and villainous goals. Its great skull-head mountain sweeps into the sky; above the three islands, a perpetual storm rolls, lightning striking the barren and rocky landscape. And across it roar the Machine Beasts of Dr. Hell, a fighting force to be feared.

The guns of Bardos bristle. The Machine Beasts are ready to strike. In his central chamber, the master of this place folds his blue hand around his wrist, settling it behind his back to watch events unfold.

This is one of the most secure fortresses the DC has ever had.

Will this strike force be enough to penetrate it?

Given the situation, Guy didn't even need to *ask* for authorization of Final Fusion, per se - Chief Taiga simply approved it as soon as the strike force headed for Bardos Island, the location provided in large part by a certain invisible police-car ninja robot. Volfogg will not be taking part in the battle, though - GGG needs its foremost (and only) Intelligence field-operative vehicle robo elsewhere. Besides which, while Volfogg is terrific for stealth, hitting Bardos Island is going to take more than stealth and subtlety; it's going to take raw brute force.

Thusly, here comes the King of Braves, its mostly-black form cutting through the sky, ready to descend upon Bardos Island with all the wrath and hot blood that Guy Shishioh can bring to bear ...

"Are you sure this is a good idea?"

"No, but most of the things I do aren't," Solis mumbles as he straps himself in, his hands sliding into the controls as the manifold wires snake out to engage him to the Preliator's core systems. "We don't have a genuine entry vector, and Castilla isn't here to over see the..." June stammers as she works on the controls. Her sister still absent, still worried regarding the missing Archangel... Another girl is present, with sleepy eyes and a dim smile. She brushes June's hands away, yawning softly, "We've located the energy signature Solsy... we'll be dropping you soon... mmmm, try to make sure you hit the earth. You'd be in a terrible fix otherwise."

"... yes, Virgo, I'll hit the planet..." "If you don't, you'd get to see the stars, well until your oxygen gave out. Then you'd die. So, hit the planet." Solis sighs and rubs his eyes, "Yes, Virgo. I will." "I like planets though, they're all pretty, like little lights in the sky. I don't want you to be one yet though, and I mean you don't have nearly enough mass. You wouldn't be a light for that long. ... and they'd probably classify you as like a solisoid or something..." "... can you just engage the drop pod, please?" "Oh certainly..."

June blinks, "Shouldn't we say the litany for the vacuum seals?"

Virgo blinks her eyes sleepily, "...might not be a bad idea. I tend to think the machine god looks to our intentions more then our words though."

She engages the drop... A shield of refractors locks into place over the Preliator as it crashes down through the atmos...rushing down upon the silent Bardos below...faster...faster... Fire trails behind it in glowing contrails... Solis stares down at it... RE-ENTRY VELOCITY IS CRITICAL 30 SECONDS UNTIL CONSIGNMENT TO THE MERCY OF THE MACHINE GOD. "A little more... just a little more, we need to bypass their defense systems, we can't do that at low speeds..." RE-ENTRY VELOCITY IS CRITICAL 20 SECONDS UNTIL CONSIGNMENT TO THE MERCY OF THE MACHINE GOD. Solis feels the G-Forces assailing him, he switches his higher mind functions into the manifold itself, metal unaffected by the g-forces forcing blood from his organic brain... 10 Seconds. 9 Seconds. "I hope thats enough!" The refractor shield bursts, torn apart by the friction as the Preliator fires its main cannon directly down at the stout earth of Bardos island below... The thermic updraft from the weapon's report providing a momentary breaking force, but not enough to prevent the Preliator from smashing into the earth. A plume of dirt and fire spews up, several dozen meters high... A massive crater dents the surface of the island, until an arm terminating in a chainsaw rises up, as the PPC pulls itself free of its crater and rises to its full height Solis takes a brief moment to cavitate his neck, and speak. "Dr. Hell, I am Solis Vivent, son of Roger Smith, servant of the 3G organization, defender of earth and its populace. On their behalf, I am going to assist in defeating you. Account yourself well."

Back in Japan..

Junki was doing his normal activities. He was walking home instead of riding his scooter for once. It was the weekend and he was enjoying the cool weather; The essence between winter and spring was starting to show. Beside him he walked with a girl maybe his age, if not perhaps a tad older. She had long black hair that seem to dance in the mind, mystic green eyes that almost had an unearthly glow, and light tan over her slender figure. She was a beautiful young lady and she seemed very content to walk next to Junki.

The two didn't say much, maybe a few words, some laughs, and Junki buying her some things, like an ice-cream which she seemed puzzled by at first, however accepted it and seemed to enjoy it contently.

Junki was happy, he didn't have to be a hero, he was having a normal life; He had been having a normal life for a few weeks now, outside of that one time where he had to help clean up some mess. Why ever Reideen wanted to do that was beyond him.

Just about the time Junki thought he have another normal day he could feel the warm glow of the hidden mystic bracelet on his arm. The glow was gentle and his eyes went wide behind his specs. He then let out a soft tsk.

The girl raised a brow, "..."

Junki then closed his eyes for a moment, "... forgive me Midorino, but will you be ok heading home alone? I just remembered something... and..."

Midorino smiled at him before she gave a gentle nod, "..Don't worry Junki... it will be fine..." She said whispering those last words. "Go tend to what you must.."

Junki then gave a nod before he went into a dead run, into the park and across the field. He then threw off his jacket as he continued to run quickly. "Damnit!" He yelled out in anger, "Why must you always pick the worst times to call on me! You are lucky Midorino is understanding!" Then as he came into the clearing far from the view of others the bracelet started to emerge around his wrist, before he gave out a shout, "Reideen!!"

Then as a beam of light striked in the distance and the massive machine started to form what was like celestial light of another dimensional origin..

"Phase In!" Junki shouted those last words and then like a glow of light that so called forth reideen, it too came for him and he was gone...

Now...

The massive golden machine flew through the skies in its God Bird form. The massive wings swept through the clouds even as the storm started to brew. Lightning probably attempted to streak across the surface of the machine, but it was fearless and moving with great speed from the blazing blue thrusters that accelerated it to the battle in the skies like a super sonic jet.

The graceful gold wings with their silver tips, then gave a hard flap as it then started to bank down, the green mystical eyes narrowed, as Junki within also narrowed his own. The machine responding to his own physical gestures even as a bird.

Hitting Bardos Island was going to take all the forces that the good guys could muster, and then some extra hands. Joe Maya has wanted to get a piece of Dr. Hell for a couple of years now, and this was the big chance to bring the fight home to the mad scientist. Joe's Black Lion soars to the meeting point on Bardos Island, with the rest of the Trailers and other peoples, and lands perfectly on the spot nearby and grins, "Dr. Hell! You've had this coming for a long time! Time to receive a brutal ass kicking!"

Not that Joe knew Dr. Hell all that personally, though the one time he met Dr. Hell in battle was during a volcano plugging which ended up going badly for the Volcano. Joe was annoyed at the losing battle there. "Time to take him down..." Joe utters to himself.

SOME TIME AGO

"Non."

"But honey! Sweet-pea! Darling! We designed it for--"

"Non."

"But we need to test it! We need to know how it'll stand up to--"

"/Non/."

"But if you could just find it in your heart to agree, I could find it in mine to have a talk with Chief Chujo about IPO's interrogation and torture statutes! Just think of all the citations you'd avoid!"

"No--" Beat. Beat.

Renais Kerdif-Shishioh narrows her eyes; her dimunitive father is grinding his rocket-powered skateboard back and forth along a metal rail as he addresses his daughter.

"Fine, old man, /fine/," she exhales.

Liger Shishioh leaps from his rail, and after performing a completely sick 720 Ollie Stalefish into Roastbeef into Rocket Air, he halts before his daughter and hands over a set of keys.

They fit the cockpit lock on the heavily customized, primarily neon-pink and black Gespenst looming above the two of them.

"Trust me, honey, it's for the best!"

Renais simply wrinkles her nose and snatches the keys away.

NOW

If it weren't for the unfortunate colour scheme, Renais' grossly modified Gespenst - the 'PTX-003G GSpenst Mk. II', technically - would easily be mistakable for the younger cousin to GaoGaiGar--fitting, given its pilot. It, too, bears a roaring lion in its chest and a triangular flight booster against its back, and like GaoGaiGar, the perpetual emerald glow of its integrated GS Ride - the device specially designed to translate the unfathomable energies of the Infinite Information Circuit known as the G-Stone - leaks from its eyes.

"Gee," she flatly transmits as the GSpenst smoothly coasts into Bardos airspace, "try not to die--and if you must, try not to do so too painfully. For Leo's sake."

Bardos Island is one of the most heavily fortified positions that the Divine Crusaders possess... and, of course, that means that the Alpha Numbers and everyone else will throw their biggest and their best war machines at the place to break in, take back whatever Dr. Hell has taken now, and then destroy it on the way out.

Which means that the biggest and best fight of recent memory is about to start.

Which means that there is, of course, at least one Shadow-Mirror in attendance.

Turn X kneels atop a mound of rubble between two standing pillars, it's hand balled into a fist and pressed against it's chin. The alien mobile suit stares out at the sky as the machines begin to arrive, watching from it's clearly visible perch. It doesn't move; it watches, completely silent, and it waits.

It's presence is threat enough. If Turn X is here, that means that so is /he/.

One advantage in serving under Treize Khushrenada was that Altron was repaired in record time. Of course, Altron didn't take nearly as much damage as it normally did with Wufei at the helm. Wufei, however, didn't really want to reflect on this turn of events, or the fact that Treize considered him a 'friend'. No, Wufei's current objective was clear, get into Bardos Island and find a way to take down Doctor Hell and his group. The irony is, Wufei's just one of a bunch of people wanting to see Doctor Hell brought down. Thankfully, Wufei was in the cargo Hold of a C-130 Hercules preparing for a combat drop. Why was he there? Altron can't fly all that way on it's own. It'd run out of fuel. Or it was anyways. After being slid out of said C-130, it executed a combat drop, hopefully on a trajectory that match Guy Shishioh's, since he's just as likely to take the 'bull in a china shop' approach as Wufei is.

And then from the sky, a single shining machine rapidly descends, dropped from a massive carrier which flies far overhead, in the upper atmosphere. The armor of the machine is scorched in several places, but still shines like knightly armor as the storm whips around it, howling wind and rain pelting the machine as it falls to the ground, shining sword in one hand.

Adam Steiner never liked doing sub-orbital drops, but got pretty good at them in the Melissia campaign, dropping in on Jade Falcon holdings and destroying their command centers to clear the way for larger invasions. Usually this involves drop pods, but lately Adam has taken to using breaking thrusters instead. The tech comes from Earth technology, and like most of Earth's tech, is something Adam is very fond of. Heavy thrusters attached to the legs fire at a certain altitude, slowing the decent and then breaking off just before landing. The process leaves Adam's Berserker less vulnerable to enemy fire, and allows him to return fire as he descends.

Adam doesn't fire, though. Instead, the Berserker falls, stoic and silent, breaking thrusters firing at the last moment to cause the shining machine to slam into the ground, landing in a cloud of smoke and steam and dust, a ways in front of the Turn X.

Yeah, Adam knows the Turn X. He knows Gym. He's studied most of the 'big names' in the Earth conflicts before he came here.

Adam came here to deal with Dr. Hell, but now he has a new mission. The shining blade held by the Berserker is raised in Gym's direction as Adam transmits, "This is Captain Adam Steiner to Alpha Numbers forces. Keep your focus on the mission objective. I'll deal with the Turn X." Yeah, Adam broadcast that openly, so Gym could hear it. It was as much a challenge as anything else.

 Solis Vivent transmits, "This is Vivent to all allied forces. Do not under-estimate Dr. Hell. His servants and creations will sell their lives dearly for their master. For they believe that Dr. Hell is as much a hope for this world as we believe he is a threat to it."

 Dr. Hell transmits, "Compared to the corrupt and rotten Federation and its pathetic revival of the Titans, the rebellious, whining children of Katharon, and the indolent profiteers of the trailers, however *would* they get that idea, young man?"

 Koji Kabuto transmits, "Uhh.."

 Koji Kabuto transmits, "...from me?"

Due to the nature of this particular attack, someone somewhere sent out a formal request to Mutropolis, seeking the aid of the ancient Mulian guardian Raideen. And of course, Akira being the way he is, it was only a matter of minutes before the giant golden statue was ready to take flight and join the battle against the forces of Hell. Taking the shape of a mighty stone eagle, Raideen now flies at a considerable speed toward the location given by the requestor. "This man who calls himself Doctor Hell, who consorts with the denizens of the underworld...The dramatics can be saved for later. Raideen, let's make this one quick." Akira says to the ancient machine, which doesn't respond. But it doesn't need to, really. He knows how Raideen feels about this, at least as much as an animated statue can feel. It wants to purge the doctor and his armies from the Earth just as much as he does. As the God Bird flies into the soon-to-be battlefield, Akira senses someone familiar. It doesn't take much looking to find the gold machine called Reideen, flying in just ahead of him. He feels more comfortable now, at least, knowing that there are two of them here. All the better to destroy an island base with. "Akira Hibiki in Raideen, from the Trailers. Let's give Hell a beating he won't forget." he transmits to the heroes, just so they won't mistake him for one of the Warrior Beasts. He probably wouldn't have to worry about that anyway, but it doesn't hurt to be careful.

 Joe Maya transmits, "Tch, shut your face, Doctor Hell!"

 Kazuma Ardygun transmits, "Don't look down on the Trailers, Hell. I *still* haven't forgotten or forgiven one of your lieutenants trying to *destroy Bit Colony!"

 Sly Heckler transmits, "I don't actually know what 'indolent' means, but I resent being called that!"

 Solis Vivent transmits, "Dr. Hell, I have far too much respect for you to offer you surrender."

 Ted Morrison transmits, "He called us benign."

 Akira Hibiki transmits, "I wasn't planning on fighting him. I was planning on /destroying/ him."

Some time ago

Macua had been sniffing around, as she'd been tracking Duke Brazen. The warnings from the local islanders are both warning and a hint. Still given the stories of people just vanishing. Worse when she checks some local records it seems the locals are not crazy nor lying. Or trying to pull her leg. She had no choice she would have to visit the island.

NOW

If this really is Dr Hell's lair then she's marching into one of the most secure places on Earth. After all she doubts a singel Balmarian operative managed to get in there unlike other parts of earth.

She doesn't call the Amazon Gundam on site like she might elsewhere. This is the lair of Dr. Hell even Mr. Bruder would have a hard time getting into this place and he's likely one of the best masters of stealth alive.

The Amazon drops form high up up it's a lone G Fighter. The Amazon gundam crashes into the island just a little ways fromt he beach causing an impact crater kicking up dust rocks and a pair of green optics cut through the dust storm as the Amazon exits the crater it made. It's time to fight.

 Kazuma Ardygun transmits, "But come after us and pick a fight? We'll *give* you that fight - and more!"

[ansi(u,Previously, on Super Robot Wars:)]

Yesterday Photon Power Labs

"[ansi(hr,HAMMER *HELL*!!!)]" The Mirror Spike's tip is placed over where Guy's established the cockpit to be - and the Hammer falls, driving the spike in deep. "[ansi(hw,HAMMER *HEAVEN*!!!)]" A massive claw unfolds from the back of the Marg Hand, fitting its forked tip under the head of the Mirror Spike, prying and pulling it out - along with Ascian's cockpit block, which is released from the dissipating spike to come to rest in GaoGaiGar's defensive left hand, before the hammer is raised one more time ...

"HIKARI NI ... NAAAAAREEEEEEEEEE!!!!" The Goldion Hammer descends for the last time, a series of gravitational shockwaves being generated and released from its striking surface to not merely pummel the defeated EVA/Gunmen - but to pulverize it, not into debris or even to dust ... but beyond, transforming it into a pillar of brilliant light, a shower of photons rising into the sky over the Photonic Power Research Laboratories.

Later That Day At Orbit Base

Ascian was taken prisoner, and was soon questioned by Tetsuya and others present at the base. Not much was found out from this young man, aside from an apparent lack of Jello on Mars, and the fact that his mech was, indeed, a female. Not exactly anything fantastic. Followed up by a daring rescue/escape on the Amenthes, the young man fled from the Orbit Base. Followed by a ninja robot apparently... which goes entirely unnoticed.

After The Escape Bardos Island

His path took the young man to Bardos island, with a plea. The Gunmen he'd had, had been utterly destroyed. And somehow, he'd managed to convince Dr. Hell to give him another chance. But with the sudden assault of people, it was probably a bit suspicious that he'd arrived and enemies were suddenly attacking. This probably would not look good for him.

Now Bardos Island

The Amenthes suddenly comes flying back out from one of the hangars of the magnificent and large island and rises up into the air, until it is halfway between the constant dark storm and the grounds of the island. Lightning flares past the red glowing Orbital Frame, making its bioluminescence look that more demonic.

Within its cockpit, Ascian slowly breathes, looking out on the area below as dropships and transports land on the edges of the island. "This doesn't look good." He mutters. "It's like they are trying to kill Dr. Hell. Why are they all here? And how did they find this place!?"

 Solis Vivent transmits, "Machine god, may out shots ring true, may our armor remain stout and resolute. May our hearts not falter! May we be as blades as metal, as arrows loosed from the bow. We harken to the war song, let our hands and feet be rapid to join in the dance."

Marcus meanwhile is not a huge fan of Earth Sphere tech, though he will grudgingly admit that they are superior in /some/ fields compared to good old reliable IS gear. He's an old soldier and change doesn't come as easily for him as it does other. It might also have a bit to do with the Earth Sphere's irritating habit of blowing enough money to outfit a regiment on a single machine for a single 'elite' pilot while letting the rank and file cope with tech two generations behind the curve. They have been getting better at that in the past year or so mind you, but if there's one thing Marcus loathes above all others, it's seeing young fools getting themselves killed before they get their bearings on what war is really like. Yet he is also the one riding in the 100 ton death machine of hybrid Earth, Lucifern, and Clan tech. Funny how that works. Landing thrusters flare brightly as they strive to slow the 100 ton Atlas III down, a task not easily done. Still, they are more op to the task as the unholy hybrid machine touches down and jettisons it's spent thrusters, "Alright then... where is that headless Nazi freak? I wanna see how far I can punt his decapitated head."

 Adam Steiner transmits, "What is...Is that an Atlas? Can't say I've ever seen a machine like that before."

 Chang Wufei transmits, "It's a new one, Steiner. Atlas III."

 Marcus Gunter transmits, "Something my mechanic whipped up in her spare time."

 Adam Steiner transmits, "Never heard of the III before. Doesn't look clan, and I'm sure it's not Defiance. It's custom-made?"

<Radio: C - Global> Juku Reimaru somewhere, starts cackling as thunder peels.

<Radio: C - Global> Chang Wufei transmits, "'Her' Spare time, Gunter?"

<Radio: C - Global> Chang Wufei transmits, "hehehe. I knew it was your model, my friend."

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Ascian Luddite mutters, "How did they find this place?"

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Dr. Hell transmits, "Mmm. How, indeed."

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Ascian Luddite transmits, "When I came here, nothing was on Amenthes' radar..."

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Dr. Hell transmits, "You *led them here*?"

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Dr. Hell hmmm. "Oh well. No matter."

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Dr. Hell transmits, "Mistakes are commonly made by youth."

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Ascian Luddite transmits, "No way! I kept an eye out at all times. I even went at the highest possible velocity, trying to take as many detours as possible!"

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Dr. Hell transmits, "As I said, it is not something I am worried about."

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Ascian Luddite transmits, "I'm glad."

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Dr. Hell transmits, "Mr. Ghingnham, Mr. Luddite, I will make certain I keep you updated with the firing arcs of the machine beast army."

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Dr. Hell transmits, "Do enjoy yourselves."

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Ascian Luddite transmits, "But I will take responsibility. I will fight these men off."

<Radio: C - Global> Marcus Gunter transmits, "Custom-designed and hand-made to wreck shit."

<Radio: C - Global> Chang Wufei transmits, "By all means, Gunter. lead the way."

<Radio: C - Global> Macua Huitl transmits, "Hey Marcus! You better have some new horror stories to tell by the end of the day."

<Radio: C - Global> Adam Steiner transmits, "I'm impressed. You're Marcus Gunter, right? We should talk sometime when we're not in combat. I'd like to hear more about that."

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Duat says, "Registering all firing paths. I will handle evasion tactics amongst the friendly fire."

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Gym Ghingnham chuckles. "I'll be sure to. I think I've been challenged."

And so they arrive.

One by one, two by two, they filter in in their dramatic and showy entrances; Solis with his orbital drop, the GGG group with their great machines, the twin gods Raideen and Reideen in their great bird forms, the Black Lion, the Altron, the Atlas, the Amazon Gundam... they have come, and the assembled forces of Earth will cooperate for this brutal and vicious strike on the heart of Hell itself. Against Dr. Hell, there can be no mercy; against his hordes, there can be no hesitation.

Already, the flying beasts have come; bat wings and pteranadons and moths and butterflies of flame and other, stranger, more horrifying things that have no business being in the sky at all. They launch from the hidden places of Bardos, or descend from the great and ever-rolling storm amidst the lightning bolts. They are metal nightmares, swooping down from the black gates or up from the barren rock and earth; their weapons rage, beams and bullets and missiles and yet more things alien and impossible by the known laws of Physics.

Dr. Hell has never cared much for laws.

The battle is joined; they are Legion, they are many, and they wash across the defenders like the rain so absent from the black thunderheads of the sky.

And this is only the first wave.

<Radio: C - Global> Marcus Gunter chuckles a bit, "As long as it's over a cold beer, I'm game-- whoops, here they come!"

The Preliator, still off balance from landing finds itself rapidly overtaken by the sudden horde of machine beasts. Flesh and metal rushes over the errant machine, gnawing and tearing at it. Solis grits his teeth, pain roiling through his body as the machine beasts rip away armor, revealing more armor, and MORE Armor... Still, Solis' chainsword tears through one of them, as he knocks them aside, attempting to gain more room. "SEND THEM TO ME! IN PART OR IN WHOLE! SEND FORTH YOUR LEGIONS! I AM HERE TO MEET THEM!" The Preliator charges forward at the throng again, its flamethrowers unleashing peals of crimson fire.

"I bring you the gift of promethium. I bring you fire. I bring you the passion of the man who wishes to defend. I am come. WE ARE COME! When such things rise, we shall arise to put them down. By the fury of the machine god is the ire of man given arms! I am the blade! I Am the wielder! You cannot defeat me! YOU CAN ONLY KILL ME!" The fires seek out, almost living as they tear in strange manners that defy physics. "AND EVEN THAT IS BEYOND YOUR CAPABILITIES!"

Joe Maya watches the Machine Beasts come at the Black Lion, and rushes out of the path of the Machines, and grins as he pulls out its Gatling Cannon, and starts blasting at everything, in his path, "You're in my way, Beast Machines! TAKE THIS!!" Upon which he fires at everything in his path.

The God Bird quickly moves over. Junki senses something, something behind him? Something that almost causes him to smirk for some unknown reason. He glances over his shoulder for a moment till he can see the other. The form of someone he hasn't seen in some time.

Raideen...

Junki then hears the transmission before he responds back. The Golden bird does a twirl in the air almost as he chuckles, "Its good to see you again, Hibiki! Raideen.." He says with a grin, though the last part causes himself a momentary pause before he then smiles once more. "Lets do this!!" The golden bird form of Reideen lets out a hawk like screech before it starts to descend into a sharp bank downward now.

That is when the wave came, Reideen quickly banked to the left and then to the right, before giving a twirl avoiding many of the attacks that came or any who attempted to grab onto the machine. Though as the next ones starts to approuch, the massive machine then reached out its talons as the 'arms' unlocked and then went to snatch several of the pray into its massive claws, perhaps even sending them crashing into the ground below, before the mighty bird pulls up to get ready for landing on the island and perhaps give Dr. Hell's legion more time to keep another massive machine from landing on the island.

The legions of Hell rise up from the island to meet the heroes, and Raideen descends from the sky to meet them right back. And by 'meet', I mean /blow them the hell up/. "ESPER BUUUUUUUURN!" Akira shouts, firing a pair of beams from the God Bird's eyes at one of the many flying monstrosities. They slice through it like the proverbial knife through butter, and he finishes the job by ramming through it. A few more try to stop Raideen, but it banks to either side and yes, even does a barrel roll. However, there are only more below. Raideen won't get anywhere like this. Akira pulls up, just in time to avoid an obligatory missile, and in slightly less than two seconds the guardian of Mu is in its humanoid form again. After blocking another missile with its shield, Raideen slams its fists together in front of its chest. "GOOOOOD! PRESSURE!" Akira shouts again, which results in what appears to be a bolt of green lightning lashing out from Raideen's horns at the nearest Warrior Beasts.

Some more gawking in regards to the Atlas III and some more mad cackling by it's creator while Marcus basks in the glory later, the battle has been joined, with Dr. Hell and his legions of flying monkeys swarming in like a cloud of locusts. Beam and blasts ripp past as the 100 ton Battlemech speeds up to a brisk 50 km/h, dodging between trees and rocky outcroppings as explosions go off all around him. A withering barrage from the Ultra AC/5 rattles off in return, blasting away some of the various flying monstrosities that surge in like the tides. "Christ, someone's been a busy man to have made this many freakish things." Then there, admist the hordes, he spots something glowing in a way that just screams 'Hey fucker, come an punch me! I'm an obvious target!' And that's something that Marcus just can't resist.

The right torso hatch snaps open and a flight of fifteen missiles rattles out, streaking up into the sky towards the Amenthes.

<Radio: C - Global> Akira Hibiki transmits, "Saiga Junki, right?"

The fire that Dr.hell's soliders and machine beasts come, she hears a radio from KAzuma but doesn't have time for much of a reply. She ducks she weaves and the incomming fire. She then grabs a section of the island itself ripping iot free to intercwp the fire, she drops it and then leaps on a machine beast. She punches kick and otherswise tries to rip the machine apart.

Dr. Hell is pulling out all the stops from the looks of it and she'll do the oddest thing she'll follow in Solis' wake. he'll see Macua's machine runnng ing behind him and moving to try and pick off another machine beast that was about to jump Solis.

"DR HELL I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME!"

Altron barely gets it's feet on the ground before the machine beast horde bears down upon him. "Hmph. typical." Wufei says as he cracks his knuckles before having one of his dragon fangs kock a couple of the machine beasts down. With Steiner going after Turn X, Wufei concentrated upon the Machine beasts bearing down upon him. "All right Nataku. Overwhelming enemy force is coming to fight us. Just like old times." He almost whispers as he fires out another dragon fang, with the now retracted one unhooking the Twin beam Trident on it's back...

<Radio: C - Global> Elsewhere in the world, away from the chaos on Bardos Island, there rings out the primal battle screams of two very hot-blooded women in Red Robots. "HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!" "RAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!" There is an explosion afterwards. The winner: The Audience.

"This had better be worth it all," Renais exhales to herself; the GSpenst cracks its right knuckles into its left palm because this is what Liger Shishioh programmed it to do while charging its weapon systems.

The Personal Trooper then dives into the never-endin tide of Machine Beasts, and the moment it's about to make contact with one, the frame freezes. The colours wash away; the sound drops out.

Cut to a still shot of the GSpenst burying its fist into one monster's bulbous abdomen while running along the backs and heads of a dozen more; neon green light traces the lines of its arms to coil tightly around its fist.

Cut to the GSpenst wielding emerald blades and slicing through a pair of scythes just moments before they're able to able to converge.

Cut to the GSpenst blowing half a dozen Machine Beasts away from itself with the judicious application of a lime-hued wall of energy emanated from its outstretched hands.

Cut to the GSpenst cartwheeling through the air mere feet above the swarm, green disks flying from its back, and then:

We cut to shot...

... after shot...

... after shot...

... after shot...

... of the disks homing in on the Vicar of Villainy's forces.

When the Gespenst lands, the color returns; the animation returns.

The GSpenst advances upon the next wave of Machine Beasts, eyes aglow the whole way.

The Preliator's fire is the first counterattack; it lashes out against the Machine Beasts, the flames dancing like creatures alive across the iron flesh of one of the machines. The creature lets out a horrible scream as it melts into nothingness, exploding into its component atoms shortly after.

The King of Braves is second, and his attack forces the Machine Beast cloud to scatter; a few of them are unfortunate enough to be caught in the attack, and their various body parts are amputated from the mere force of the blow. Their chunks fall to the ground below, where they are hurriedly gobbled up by other Machine Beasts and incorporated into their structures.

The Black Lion's assault is met with beams of pure force, fire, energy, and everything else; the beams go wide as the ninja machine slices right through one of the machines with his gattling cannon, sending it falling to the ground and exploding once again.

When the God Bird rolls on through, the Shishioh Principle in full effect. Those powerful talons are like swords the size of machine beasts, and they are eager to escape from its grasp, fleeing and scattering like terrible little fish as they fire parting shots on their divine foe.

And its brother Raideen is not far behind. Lightning lashes across the machine beasts, mystic might that their creator is aware of but prepared for - at least, to defend himself. Against these poor beasts, it is a great deterrant, destroying one and leaving others crackling and thrashing in pain.

Wufei's fang lashes out against the beasts, and pierces through clean; the thing he has speared atop his dragon's head lets out an earsplitting SKREEEE as it dies, eyes going dim, futilely pulling itself towards him before erupting into its atomic components as all Machine Beasts do.

And then comes the Amazon Gundam Mark II, punching and kicking and ripping its way through a dragon-shaped beast that once was likely a real threat to someone. As soon as she is through, she is faced with still infinitely more - the monsters stretch along the island like a mobile landscape, rising from hidden hatches and caves. This isn't going to be pretty.

Nor is the Slash Harkens. Like Guy, the Machine Beasts simply instinctively skitter out of the way as the blade slashes across those too slow to run, dropping limbs to the ground, but unlike Guy, the Machine Beasts retaliate in force; they unleash lasers from their eyes and their mouths and their backs, blasts from Bardos's mounted guns joining to strike Renais's GSPenst as hard as they can.

And now comes the counterattack. This time, it is not the machine beast hordes that strike; no, it is the guns of Bardos, popping up from every angle imagineable to strike out at their foes and bring them to ruin. Bullets and cannonballs fill the air; shells the size of mecha are flung at speeds that whistle through the sky as they aim to bring the brave Defenders of Earth down and into the clutches of the waiting swarms. Those on the ground are treated to a closer, more machine-gunnish form of Hell; a hail of bullets as thick as rain, to replace that life-giving stuff the black clouds withhold.

And above it all, Dr. Hell watches, and waits.

Ascian continues to look across the vidwindows that pop up, indicating the mechs present. One of them, he picks out easily. "GaoGaiDar..." He mutters. His captive. "He's here..." So Dr. Hell had been right. He'd been followed. "Damnit!" He smashes both of his fists on the console of the Orbital Frame. "How could I have been so foolish as to come here?"

"There is no way you could have known they were following you. All sensors were on at the time, and nothing was found. You took plenty of precautions." Duat tries to calm the young man. Who just shakes his head once to the side, pearls of sweat darting through the air for a moment. Silly bishis.

The Orbital Frame suddenly begins to strafe leftwards as warning signs come up, indicating incoming missiles. Its right arm comes online, shifting into a rifle, and begins to spew bolts of red plasma, tagging each incoming projectile and soon filling the skies with explosions... when suddenly...

"Screw it."

Ascian suddenly grabs for his belt and stands up inside of the cockpit and touches the top of the cockpit. "What are you doing!?" Duat requests, surprised as the canopy automatically opens and Ascian is exposed to the outside elements whilst the Amenthes begins flying forwards. "Open the Vector Trap!" - "Sir?" - "OPEN THE VECTOR TRAP!"

A violent crackle suddenly appears behind the Amenthes, between its wings, as a large figure begins to come outwards. A black figure, large. A large jaw, a head... a gigantic rifle... followed by an arm. "Keep going." The wind rushes past his hair as the machine flies further towards Marcus' machine. Ascian looks down on the enemy unit and grins.

"Let's go!" An EVA/Gunmen finally manages to force itself out of the Vector Trap at the back of the Amenthes! That's right! A MECH was hiding inside of a MECH! What insanity is this!? Ascian puts one foot forwards on the edge of the cockpit. "Ascian?" Duat requests.

Of course, The Beast, as Ascian refers to it, quickly begins to fall to the ground as gravity takes hold. Lightning sparks bpast them... and Ascian too suddenly jumps. "ASCIAN!" Duat calls out, alarmed by its framerunner's sudden action.

The young man flattens his arms and aims his head down, and begins to skydive after the rapidly falling Beast. Not caring about the consequences, feeling the sudden rush of adrenaline, he grins. His right hand reaches out as he starts getting closer and closer to the tumbling EVA/Gunmen.

He grabs once, as the torso of the unit gets close. He misses.

The ground is getting closer.

He grabs again! He has a hold on one of the armor pieces, and immediately the hatch opens with a 'squelching' sound as armor plates move aside and flesh opens. Ascian pulls himself into the unit and then flings himself intot he seat, backwards. Still, the unit falls, whilst the Amenthes flies further along through the air.

"This is it..." Ascian mutters and grabs hold of the metalic braces. The unit closes its hatch quickly, and the monitors begin to all spring on with green backgrounds and white thumbs appearing. "Good! I like you too." Ascian mutters and forces his will into the unit. Its many eyes suddenly flash on.

The arms of the unit then spread, the mouth opens, it growls as loud as it can, like a battlecry! And within, the cockpit suddenly shows words before Ascian.

>>> Ultimate Gunmen Drill Kick <<<

The right leg reaches out, the left pulling inwards. Spiral energy begins to collect at the end of that right leg, spinning faster and faster, starting to create a drill-shape at its tip.

>>> SHOUT NOW <<<

"EVAAAA GUUUUNMEEEEEN!"

The monster growls, as Ascian too yells out. That's the luck of having a unit that runs on will, and can mold itself to one's imagination with the power of Spiral Energy. The unit makes a fist. Green energy sparks around it too. It falls faster and faster, boosters suddenly appearing from the flesh on its back that propell it down even faster.

"BEASTMACHINE KIIIIIIIIIIIICK!"

And down it comes, aimed straight at the head of Marcus' unit

"One down," Solis comments. He blinks, his threat warning going off, momentarilly until Macua destroys the thing coming in after him.

"Thanks!" The Preliator takes off at a run, even as the main guns open up.

The safest place to be against an opponent, is right up in their face... The Preliator's chainsaw again rolls up, smoke belching from it. "I will tear through every gun, every monster, every blade of grass. This ends now! NOW!" The Preliator's own gyro cannons launch out, splattering against some of the smaller scale defenses as the Preliator charges through them. The main chainsaw arm strike out as it rushes past the various turrets, "MACHINE GOD! LET MY STRIKES RING TRUE!"

The Black Lion weaves back and forth, avoiding the gunfire as Joe grins and says, "That's right, Doctor Hell! Come and get me!" He grabs his beam saber and proceeds to slash at everything that moves.

Reideen soars skyward even as the beast machines give chase and try to bring back the pain. Junki is gritting his teeth as he can feel the air and he can feel the heat of the lasers as they near impact with the gold armor; With his body.

Then suddenly the thrusters shut off, Reideen's eyes close as Junki's own close. The Machine starts to tumble back, letting the aerial units pass by.

The Golden bird starts to fall, spinning its body as it tumbles, before the thrusters start to glow to life and then suddenly with a burst and well timing as the defenses from the island of itself start to fire, Reideen's bird form is on the move, before it suddenly transforms in mid air. The body rotating, twisting, the wings folding back, the arms extending out and the thrusters becoming the feet which reach out for the earth below that has yet to come.

Instead as the great divine machine starts to fall those green, humanoid eyes lock onto some of the defenses in the distance. "...."

As the machine falls it reaches out, as its other arm glows, the armor plating starting to form the bow. Then it reaches out in the air, forming a line of light in the air. Junki grits his teeth as the arrow starts to form, Reideen waiting for those words, "GOD ARROW!"

The machine finalizes the arrow, and with the beam of energy, it blasts out the arrow heading straight for the defenses, and any machine beast that may get in its way.

The Golden machine then lands down on the ground in a crouch, the ground trembles under the heavy force of the massive golden machine, dust rises into the air and trees tumble over.

Then slowly, Reideen stands at its full height, and in that moment it reaches for its sword, their could be a opening chance.

Wufei makes Altron stutter step to avoid the island's guns which seems to work out well. Taking out one of the Island's guns with a dragon fang, he throws the twin trident into the air and snaps out both arms to hit two more guns, hopefully clearing a path for the rest of the defenders, for the moment anything. Wufei shakes his head a bit. "Hell seems to have more minions than brains."

Once again, Guy invokes the Protect Wall, and the gigantic projectiles raining down on the battlefield simply fail to inflict any damage on the King of Braves.

Once again, the smoke clears, and GaoGaiGar resumes its advance into the heart of Hell's own fortress, reaching out to bestow on Machine Beasts the destruction for which they were born.

Normally, in combat, Guy spares the lives of his opponents. But here ... there is no mercy for the Machine Beasts. One might wonder if he would stay his hand from killing any of Dr. Hell's generals - or even Dr. Hell himself.

Perhaps it is fortunate that this question will, tonight, go unanswered - because there are Machine Beasts aplenty and little sign of Hell's officers, and others are focusing on the problem of Duke Brazen himself. Guy can make sure that any Machine Beast which gets within reach of him and GaoGaiGar never survives to withdraw or to go after any of the other members of the strike force.

And he does exactly that.

Despite appearances, despite the planes of energy intermittently summoned to hold Machine Beasts at bay, the GSpenst lacks the convenient shielding capabilities of the machine it's modeled after. It has little more than its own admittedly thick armour to absorb damage, so after being forced to defend herself from the Machine Beasts' lasers by holding the Personal Trooper's forearms protectively before its face and being thrown into the air by the resulting impact, there are brief moments of helplessness as Renais struggles to get the GSpenst under her control again.

This is when Bardos itself turns its fury upon her.

When the Personal Trooper lands, it's scarred from head to toe with scorch marks and bullet wounds, but Renais is unwilling to let that be the end of things--particularly when the PT's Neo GS Cutters are still in hand. Sans battlecries, declarations to mete justice or even statements indicative of wrath, the Frenchwoman sprints as quickly as the Type-S derivative can manage to bury its blades into the chest of a Machine Beast, aiming to cleave her way through its body until she reaches the next.

And the next.

And the next.

A 'mecha inside of a 'mecha. Christ, can't people just fight without showing off and being overly dramatic for a change? No, of course not. this is the Earth Sphere after all, where their chief export is Ham. When Ascian leaps from his frame to the Gunman, Marcus just... waits, half expecting the young fool to paste himself all over the ground for his showing off. That his bout of temporary insanity doesn't wind up with him braining himself on the rocks below is a minor miracle in and of itself... theeeen he has to start screaming his attack name as he dives towards the Atlas III. And then Marcus jumps. That's right. No thrusters forcing his machine into the air. Just a plain old jump using just sheer leg power. Atlas and EVA meet in midair with the Battlemech delivering a fierce flying armbar to the upper chest of the Gunman as it passes, "SIT BACK DOWN!" The Atlas slams back down to earth mere seconds later. One of the Machine Beasts stray too close to the Atlas as it lands and a metal hand reaches out to grab it by the neck. the creature's throat crushes as Marcus applies pressure, then turns with his makeshift club and turns, weilding the mecha-dinosaur above it's head to beat Ascian with. Christ, Juku makes some scary shit.

There are many enemies here, countless warriors of a forgotten age fighting tooth and nail to protect their master. Raideen is right at home. "Raideen, these beasts are nothing we haven't fought before. They will fall to our might, just like the ones before them! GOD BREAKER!" Akira yells some more, a hidden blade springing forth from Raideen's shield as he flies into a nearby group of Warrior Beasts, still stunned by the lightning. He starts by impaling one through the head, tearing the blade out afterward to slice another in two. It's all going so well, with the slashing and the gashing, but then a cannon round hits Raideen in the back, putting a dent the size of its fist in its armor. But the ancient guardian of humanity cannot be defeated that easily. Raideen turns toward where the shot came from, finding yet more enemies in its way. Doctor Hell isn't making this very easy on them. "Demons and gun emplacements. Raideen, we'll need to hit a lot of things in one go." Akira says to the statue, which immediately activates the bow on its arm and begins grabbing large handfuls of arrows from some unseen quiver on its back. Drawing around ten arrows each shot, it aims at every cluster of Warrior Beasts it can find and fires so many projectiles that it makes one wonder where they all come from. "GOD GOOOOOORGON! MULTISHOT!"

Macua Huitl is just not going to dslow down, she deals with the Dragon and it's well down but there's so many. This is the horror thay many fail to understand about Dr. hell. He can make these things out of cheap civilian grade steel. For the cost of a GM he can likely build half a dozen or more of these things. They are automted and there's hells other forces. She keeps with Solis for a moment longer before she contiunes.

She keeps on the attack but this time the first of the machine glow and she slams them into the ground a chain of explosions startt all around her aimed at turrets, soliders machine bests, there's fire and more everywhere!

"DR HELL I KNOW WHERE YOU ARE LISTENING. It's comming and you know what it is what do you know HELL!"

He missed!? A punch suddenly goes racking against the large head of the Gunmen/EVA Machinebeast, knocking it straight back and forcing it to fall to the ground normally. The entirely cockpit is suddenly filled with frowny faces. "Oh, shut up!" Ascian replies to the mech, which really was just showing his own feelings on the matter. The smileys disappear however, and instead show what is going on in front of him.

And that is a gigantic stegosaurus-like Machine Beast. The gigantic end comes his way. So what does Ascian do? "When in Rome..." Probably refering to Bardos Island. He reaches out towards the large metalic ball coming his way and CATCHES it between the both arms. The entire Gunmen/EVA moves his feet deep into the rocky ground, creating huge holes in it until finally he stops.

The machine beast grins. "I have you now." He growls, and then... THROWS the ball that had been on the end of that machine beasts' tail right back at Marcus' gigantic mech. "I THINK THIS IS YOURS!" Ascian wasn't yelling, the machine just raised its volume, speaking as Ascian spoke - the jaw moving and everything, even warping it to a growl.

And the gyro cannons, and the chainsaws, and the Preliator's hasty assault, are all casually danced around by the fat and dangerous machine beasts. These creatures are occasionally much faster than they look, and this is a reminder of the power of the Dr. Hell, of the genius of this man who makes metal into monsters, and of just why a crazy old man on an island full of dead people is such a threat to the world.

Joe Maya's Black Lion comes in with the beam sabers, slicing the head from a tall Grecian Warrior-looking beast effortlessly; unfortunately, within seconds of the explosion, blasts of lasers from its fellow monstrosities come lancing at the Black Lion, opening fire on the beast that felled their brother.

The God Arrow's shot flies swiftly - but not true. The soldiers of Hell are already closing the doors to the guns when the arrow comes flying through one of the birdlike machine beasts; the arrow, with the extra weight of the monster bird, fails to penetrate the opening, instead simply jamming it up until the arrow disperses into nothingness or is retrieved for extra parts by the merciless war machine of Hell.

Against Altron, the minions of Hell prove that Wufei's assessment of Hell is simply quite wrong; the old man's monsters retaliate with brutal force, throwing cannonballs into the Altron Gundam and stranger things besides as they bat his assault aside.

And now the world sees why Dr. Hell's forces scatter away from the King of Braves. His strikes are brutal, Guy Shishioh's fists and other weapons piercing straight through a pair of machine beasts and sending them into little more than a glorious set of fireworks and beautiful scattering explosions. Guy cuts a swath through the beasts of the sky, and the thunder of the explosions is like that of the bolts of lightning, gloriously singing of the monster and the heroes who have come to slay it.

His cousin is not so lucky. The GS Cutter comes up short; it sticks in one of the machine beasts' thick shells, and the beast pulls itself away with a blast of light that narrowly misses her GSPenst's head, streaking off into the sky and tapering away amidst the swarm.

The beams of God Gorgon lance forth, and they meet with the swarm's lesser beasts, who throw themselves in the way wholesale. It cuts a path of destruction through these monsters; they erupt in a glorious light, the arrows streaking across the sky like a rainbow of solid white.

And the Amazon meets the challenge head on, dodging through the blasts of the machine beasts attempting to fall back away from her vicious assault and slicing clean through her with ntohing but her fists and her blasters. The beasts SKREE as they explode, that terrible sound once again coming to light as Macua's brutal swath clears a way to the guns.

The armies do not respond lightly.

It is Hell's black hand that guides them, secreted away in his Inner Sanctum; for now the ground forces, now the air forces, now the beasts that were hidden beneath the sea surfacing to face their foes, now they are united as one under the blue man's mastery. And they retaliate with claws, with blasts, with missiles, with all the conventional weapons the human race has ever imagined under the sun and many that only the most deranged mind on the planet has ever conceived of - solid sounds that melt metals, lasers made of clouds that cut like swords, and stranger things. This is the arsenal of Dr. Hell, displayed in all its grandiose glory. This is what they fight through, to reach the center of Bardos - this is what the exploded machine beasts have died to protect.

Their deaths will not be in vain.

Joe grows as he is forced into dodginge maneuviers once again, and growls as he comes across another vengeful machine beast, and flips its claws open, shooting out spears to impale into the face of a Machinebeast, and attems to fling around in circles, before slamming it into the ground. "Die, you bastards!"

There's a loud, resounding /claaaang/ that reverberates up through the Battlemech as the thrown piece of Dr. Hell Brand iron impacts the chest of the Atlas III, caving in a portion of the armor and staggering it back a half step. Marcus is quick to recover from the blow however. the Atlas doesn't mount a full sixteen tons of Clan-Grade Ferro-Fibrous Armor for nothing after all. "Nice throw, but you need to work on your power a little bit." This time it's the left torso that opens up as a quartet of missiles leap out and streak in towards the Gunman, exploding against it's frame. A moment layer, Marcus is off at a steady 40 km/h as he begins to circle around Ascian in what mechwarriors like to call the 'Circle of Death', flanking around him while torso twisting to keep him in line of sight. Fire spits from the twin autocannons as he circles around, sending rounds at double rate down range.

The Preliator's forward momentum carries it past the monstrous assaults of the machine beasts... The machine may not be agile, but as far as land speed goes... The Preliator launches skyward, crashing through a few hills and smaller, less hardened structures before turning to face the onrushing masses. Solis glances around, at the battlefield, its next to impossible to gauge the overall strategy, they're fighting a whole island... Its during this momentary reverie that several monstrous beasts strike down at him, tearing at the armor...but its for naught. "I AM THE BULWARK! YOU ARE TRASH!" The Preliator surges up, tossing them all aside, before its flamethrowers create a massive ball of blinding flame that surrounds it, "Dr. Hell!! IS THIS ALL YOU CAN SEND AGAINST US!?"

He growls, "I guess it falls to me to BURN YOUR GARBAGE FOR YOU!"

So the minions (Chicken?) of the sea are a BIT too far for a dragon fang to hit, but Wufei's reflexes seem to be keeping nataku from nicking it's paint. However, Wufei tries a different tactic. One that he's all too familiar with, brute force. Taking a page from Guy Shishioh, Wufei yells at the top of his lungs before slashing his beam trident at a couple of passing enemies...

Reideen then pulls out the sword quickly, using the mighty blade to block off many of the incoming attacks. The style of combat could remind one who is use to martial art forms as being that of a style of Kendo, with a mix of perhaps originality.

However as Reideen then charged forward, the massive machine not walking, but running. It swung out its sword to cut in half the opponents that stood in its way, only to be taken in kind as the missiles blast against the golden armor, scuffing the gold.

The lasers slice into the armor, seeming to burn the armor, though they seem to be eaten into the air, though the voice coming from Reideen seems to be gritting in pain.

Junki within the black voice, with those massive gold rings floating around his floating body is indeed gritting his teeth as he seems to be continue to try and charge. Burn, black marks across his skin where the lasers had impacted Reideen, but the worse was about to come...

The greatest weapon was sound, something Junki knew that Reideen could do, but he never perfected; He never saw the reason too, nor would Reideen let him.

He tried once, Reideen well-- just refused.

The sonic waves slammed into the body of Reideen, the massive gold form shook from the damage as Junki let out a yell of pain. The massive machine was nearly frozen and almost pushed back by the sonic attacks. Those eyes closed shut tight, the sword falling into the ground as the machine actually reached up for would 'ears' would be, before almost falling to its knee.

"..nnn.." Junki within was standing the same way Reideen was, his ears-- they were dripping blood, but slowly he started to stand with a shaking body. "..damn you.." he whispers softly. The rings starting to spin slightly faster.

His hand reached down...

Reideen's hand reached down and pulled out the sword, before standing once more. Then rising the sword up and holding it in front of its face. It then quickly swung it to the side, before leaping into the air, "JJJJJAAAAHHHH!!!" And then brings the massive sword down to slam into the very ground and slice into anything that may be in front of it.

Another onslaught from Hell's forces. Another Protect Wall ... and another case of Hell's forces failing to even make a mark on GaoGaiGar.

When the barrage subsides, though, the Protect Wall isn't its usual faint shimmer - it's a bubble of brightly multicolored energy, GaoGaiGar nearly hidden from view inside that shell.

And then the shell erupts outwards - beams of energy being returned to their points of origin as so many flying five-pointed stars of coherent light, scattering across Bardos Island, across the many Machine Beasts who unleashed their firepower on GaoGaiGar.

And finally, Guy's voice rings out with something other than a system command. "Like Solis said, Dr. Hell ... *IS THIS ALL YOU'VE GOT?!* It's going to take more than this for you to stop us! If it were just one of us, or a handful of us, this many Machine Beasts might force us to retreat ... but there are *many* of us here - too many for you to fight! And no matter what machines we may be using, YOU'LL NEVER DEFEAT OUR COMBINED COURAGE!!! WE'RE HERE AS ONE FORCE, FOR ONE PURPOSE - AND YOU CAN'T STOP US FROM ACCOMPLISHING THAT GOAL!!!"

"That's enough spectating."

Turn X powers up. Yellow eyes light up behind it's visor. The mech goes from a kneeling position to a standing one, taking it's time to rise even as the battle rages on. The otherworldly machine surveys the battlefield, searching for the challenger from the beginning of the fight. He's out there... ah.

It jumps. Turn X dives off the ledge and takes to the air, bee-lining past the clash of armies. A Machine Beast gets in the way, and Turn X casually swats it aside, throwing it off-balance from the unexpected strike. Gym doesn't care about Bardos Island. He doesn't care about whatever toys Doctor Hell has stolen now. He doesn't care who wins or loses this.

Gym cares about the /fight/.

Turn X suddenly rushes the Berserker. The mobile weapon comes at it with a vengeance, igniting the saber from it's Destruction Manipulator. It leads with the sword, diving into the midst of the combined Alpha Numbers, A-LAWS and Trailer forces, completely ignoring the enemies that surround it.

GMs and Gespensts along for the assault make room for Turn X. They know what it is.

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Dr. Hell transmits, "Ahhh, Mr. Ghingnham."

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Dr. Hell transmits, "How kind of you to join the fray."

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Dr. Hell transmits, "I hope it will turn out to be...entertaining."

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Gym Ghingnham transmits, "I grew bored of... watching."

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Dr. Hell transmits, "Of course. By all means, feel free."

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Dr. Hell transmits, "But I must warn you."

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Dr. Hell transmits, "Whatever you do, do not release...that...here. The consequences for all of us would be..."

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Gym Ghingnham transmits, "Heh."

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Ascian Luddite transmits, "I am NOT in right form today... what the heck did they put in that food..."

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Dr. Hell transmits, "...more than either of us are willing to pay. Of that, I assure you."

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Gym Ghingnham transmits, "Don't worry, Doctor."

GMs and Gespsents might know enough to stay away from the Turn X, but Adam Steiner does not. When the Turn X rushes the Berseker, Adam rushes right back. Massive 100-ton feet stomp though the ground as the Berseker charges, blade dragging behind it though the ground, sparks kicked up as the Assault Mech rushes in.

The Destruction attack hits the Berseker on the right shoulder, which it leads with as it charges, the powerful weapon tearing right though the heavy armor on the mech, though the attack doesn't slow Adam down at all as the sword is brought up in a sudden, rapid upward strike with the sword. Adam knows what's written about Gym and the Turn X, but it's like fighting a legend; Like a ghost. Stories and theories but little actual facts.

Normally, Adam wouldn't rush in, but he understands that with Gym, the best strategy is straight and fast.

"Sorry Ghingnham, but you're not getting one step further than this. Not if I have a stay about it!"

Several of the beasts fall to Raideen's arrows, but there are still more, still far too many for Akira's liking. Some of them manage to get in close, and he tries to hit them with the blades that make up Raideen's bow, but the most he can do is deflect their attacks and avoid the strange cloud lasers and sound waves. Still, the fight is still going and Akira is still standing. They'll have to fight a lot harder than they are to get anywhere against him. "These monsters are made pretty shoddy, Hell. Did you only make them to distract us while you prepare something bigger, or maybe run to some kind of escape vehicle? Raideen and I..." Akira says, flying above the Warrior Beasts surrounding him and transforming Raideen back into its God Bird mode. "...are not impressed! GOD BIIIIIIIIRD! CHAAAAAAAAANGE!" Suddenly, the great stone eagle is rocketing through the skies over the battlefield, aiming to ram into- and through- any beasts in its way. But if one were able to get a good look at it, one would notice something odd...Raideen's head is missing, and in its place is a giant blade. The God Bird's head, as ridiculous as it may seem, it flying around on its own, slashing at enemies with its beak and horns. A two-pronged attack, courtesy of Akira and Raideen. "HEEEEAAAAD CUTTEEEEEEER!"

"Tssk." Ascian ducks his head, and the machine follows along as the missiles come at it. It staggers back and moves its incredibly long arms before itself to shield it from the explosion. And it remains in that defensive position as he begins to be encircled. The Atlas III begins to encircle The Beast, and truly does show why it is called the Circle of Death.

This machine is not fast enough to Ascian, for he is forced to kneel down under the machinegun fire launched by the mech. Trying to defend itself, a twosome of gigantic wings suddenly sprout from its back, flaring acidic fluids all across the battlefield around it - but fail to touch the Artlas III - before it wraps them closed around itself. Pieces of armor go flying as bullets rake through the mechanical-fleshy wings, creating holes that end up allowing more bullets through.

"I gotta get out of here." Ascian mutters to himself, looking out of the monitors. Within these wings, he could not see what was going on. So the best place to go? UP! The machine pushes itself off and jumps straight into the air, where it unfolds its wings and immediately comes to a floating stop. It just hovers in midair, without the butterfly-like wings even moving. Like as if an invisible wind was keeping it in place. Its red eyes grow deeper in color, the mouth looks disheveled, green drool seeping down between its teeth.

The wings then suddenly begin to glow. Two sets of two spiralling circles form within those wings, making it look like four gigantic eyes were staring straight down at the Atlas III. Ascian wasn't really feeling like this battle had any merrit. It felt empty. He wasn't feeling good. Perhaps just Jello wasn't the best thing to run off. What was the calorie count on that anyhow? "I'LL JUST TRY SOMETHING ELSE THEN!"

And suddenly, a sonic-like attack made from spiral energy, digging closer and closer towards Marcus' mech, spins out from the wings in fours. Like a downwards tornado, it tries to cut into its armor and spin through, whilst explosions begin to fill the air between.

The Atlas just keeps on trucking, accelerating even further back up to it's regular top speed of 54 km/h. it's not enough though as Ascian sets his sights firmly upon the 100 ton machine and unleashes a blast of spiral powered whirlwinds. Marcus makes a feeble counter with his medium laser that streaks over the Gunman's shoulder. Then four lovely words appear on Marcus' monitor. Triple-Strength Myomer Engaged. The specially designed Myomer bundles that serve as the 'muscles' of the Battlemech reach their peak efficiency as the heat threshold is attained and start pumping out three times the power. The 100 ton Battlemech accelerates even further beyond it's regular top speed... and it's /just/ enough to surge the machine past the range of Ascian's attack. Can't ease up yet though. Gotta keep that heat-curve up or else all that extra power will drop off and he'll lose the speed and strength boost. With that squarely in mind, he levels the snub-nosed cannon at Ascian and pulls the trigger. The PPC in response fires off a stream of charged particles at Ascian. the particles themselves are invisible to the naked eye, but as they interact with the air around them, electricity charges off of them, making it appear that the PPC is shooting /lightning/.

The Personal Trooper shouldn't be able to dance through Bardos' ranks the way it does, but Renais' GSpenst isn't quite /like/ the machine it was customized from--and /Renais/ isn't quite like other pilots. The impossibilities of Mykenean science see to it that her blades are stuck - truly /stuck/, despite their scarcely material nature - in the shells of one monster, and without the time to pry them free, she has to move to avoid not only the reciprocal laser blast, but the non-stop encroachment of claws from all around.

For half a minute, this is fully successful; the GSpenst flips, dives, cartwheels and rolls through the swarm, narrowly avoiding all manner of cannons and missiles and tails and fangs, all while its pilot calculates her options. The GSpenst is still armed with a beam rifle, but it's too slow for the number of targets--and the Slash Rippers barely made a dent in the legions. Even the Jet Magnum stakes would be of dubious use; after all, should /they/ somehow become stuck in the body of a Machine Beast, there would /be/ no divesting herself of them--unless, that is, she were willing to relinquish her machines hand, or even arm for freedom.

But as the list of options shrinks, an idea grows.

And as it grows, the GSpenst's eyes - those in its head and those in the lion adorning its chest - they glow. Through the scanning capabilities of her library lens and the data streaming through her - and thus, through the GSpenst - from the Infinite Information Circuit known as the G-Stone, a plan forms. Renais sets her hands upon a certain switch, and sighing to herself she begins to speak, to invoke the Personal Trooper's power:

"Roar--"

~KRRNCH!~

The emerald motes beginning to build within the lion's mouth are suddenly snuffed out when Mudvillain M-3 crumples the PT's entire chest with a single swing of its mighty steel bat. The mechanical demon whose visage hides beneath the bill of a razor-sharp cap advances upon the GSpenst, and before Renais can throw herself from harms way, the beast whose shell still carries her blades grabs hold of the machine.

In the space of seconds, the GSpenst's head is half-way caved in and its abdomen is a wreck; given a few more, the cockpit itself will doubtless be breached, leaving Renais to figure out a way to survive fighting millions of super robots on her own two feet. She does not tremble at the thought, however, she merely plans.

And it is this courage in the face of overwhelming odds that may yet save her.

SHOUT NOW

the monitor instructs her; she purses her lips in disapproval and swallows a curse meant for her father.

SHOUT NOW

"Nngh--!" she groans as Mudvillain M-3's bat cracks her view port. "Ng--old man, are you /mad/? Are--"

SHOUT NOW

"Non! I--"

SHOUT NOW

"Wh--gah!" Mudvillain M-3's bat caves the viewport in, causing it to sag dangerously near to her face. The Frenchwoman closes her eyes, inhales deeply, and then in exasperation exhales.

"Fine," she murmurs. She tries her best to push her misgivings - and there are so, /so/ many of them - from her mind, to hold her father's madness at its fore.

"GSpenst!" she exclaims, gripping its controls so tightly it hurts; her voice carries across the battlefield courtesy of the PT's external speakers. She didn't turn them on, but they're transmitting anyway. "You were designed for more than this--to be more than prey for a madman! Rise above this!" The smoke pouring from the grievously injured Personal Trooper blows away as if by wind; bands of light replace it, shining freely from its joints, its wounds, its eyes. Mudvillain M-3 ceases mid-swing, confused.

"I am Renais Kerdif-Shishioh, Agent of IPO, Chasseur and 3G!" The GSpenst's right fist lashes forward to send Mudvillain flying in a single blow! "I was taken against my will, once--changed, destroyed. It will not happen again--I am better than that! I am better than /this/! And I /will/ rise above it!"

A great, billowing sphere billows from the Personal Trooper's mouth; it's harmless, even when it explodes to scatter viridian motes in every direction, but it does foretell an explosion of fire from the GSpenst's flight booster. Just as quickly as it was captured, it escapes its bonds as if they were water to rise triumphantly above the fray--to leave Bardos /itself/.

It couldn't be leaving--could it?

"I killed the men who took me--you will be /no/ different, Dr. Hell!"

No. Not leaving.

/Falling/.

Wrapped in emerald fire, the GSpenst descends upon Bardos Island, a shooting star of fury and spirit drawn from a place its pilot scarcely knew she possessed--and, indeed, would no doubt be hard-pressed to discover again should she ever seek to. Normally, the limitless power of the Infinite Information Circuit known as the G-Stone feeds readily upon the courage born of her cold, unending anger; today, it translates explosive will into motion.

Into power.

She's seen the videos of a dozen other pilots performing this very maneuver, and even after her father talked her into the GSpenst's cockpit, she knew in her heart she'd never be like them; today, she's proven wrong.

"GEEEEEEEEEEESPEEEEEEEEEEENST--KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICK!"

Whether she drives the Personal Trooper through Bardos Island or simply bounces from its side, one thing is certain:

In an hour, she'll be trying desperately to drink the memory of this fight away.

Adam Steiner is a brave man. Brave... or foolish.

History will decide.

The surprisingly-quick strike with the solid blade cuts across Turn X's chest and shoulder, sending up a shower of sparks. Armor bends inward, but does not tear; the immensely strong material, whatever it is, does not yield so easily. The force of the blow drives Turn X back a step, but only long enough for Gym to take a swing with Turn X's bare left hand.

"Hah! Haha! You think I /want/ to go any further?" Turn X swings it's blade around, swatting at the longsword and then reaching it's left hand over it's shoulder. The Kyaraps equipment frame pushes the rifle on it upwards and into the hand, and Gym sweeps it downward with a bright yellow blast at point-blank range.

"I'm staying /right here/!"

Macua Huitl finds even more machine beasts for every one she takes down, there are still more in the way even if they seem to thin out, there's too muich firepower comming her way. She's again evading and by this point she's actually blurring a bit as s he moves. She's also almost dancing. She punches one of the more humanoid beasts taking it's spear and then starts to hold it like she knows how to use it.

"Watch closely let's see if you can keep up with me! How well do you dance?!"

Macua now makes use of the spear as she weaves in and out of the various machine beasts. She leaps up and lands on one then back flips off, landing on another she attacks, but this time the spear snaps;. she contiunes her rampage, and now just takes it to hand to hand.

"COME ON! SEND SOMETHING THAT ISNT FODDER DR HELL! YOU KNOW I WILL OVERCOME THESE!"

Field J has fallen to invader control.

This time, it is the Black Lion that strikes first; the spear grapple stabs through several of the seemingly-endless machine beasts, dragging them backwards and sending them fumbling about as they're spun, then slammed brutally into the rocks below. They explode in a chain, the music of Joe Maya's assault leaving huge scorchmarks in the island below.

The Preliator's carnage storm melts through another machine beast; it's slow going, but it's effective going. The other machine beasts seem unwilling to actually approach the Preliator; instead of closing to tear it to shreds with powerful jaws, merely potshots are applied, and as he drives them back, they begin to cluster like the beasts they are. Man was given fire from Prometheus, and it is turned upon the beasts for protection...

Wufei's beam trident stabs downwards into the ground, into the sea, and it manages to catch one of the great beasts, who explodes and sends water spraying all across Nataku's unnicked paint in a suitably dramatic fashion; a column of salty sea washes over the earth of Bardos, licking at the feet of the beasts who back away from the dragon-themed Gundam.

As Guy Shishioh's rampage sends the blasts of the Machine Beasts back into the cloud, lighting up the sky and the clouds above like a theater, they begin to pull back and away. It is as if something is coming...

...something like the God Sword, the mystical embodiment of the Reideen's might. That sword swings down, and machine beasts scatter in all directions as its shadow falls upon them; it slices into Bardos, a deep wound that shakes the massive island to the core. Inside, soldiers fall over, or lunge for handrails and weapons emplacements as the small localized earthquake takes hold of the island.

Just in time for the God Head Bird Cutter from the *other* Raideen to join the fray. A disembodied head and a blade where a head should be is no stranger than a headless Nazi general, and the machines of Hell are all too unintelligent to respond properly anyway beyond a screaming fear as they are rendered into their component atoms in single shots. They flail, and they resist, and they *fail* against the power of a god in the form of a headless bird with a sword for a neck; Raideen and Reideen are too powerful to face directly.

...and then Renais unleashes something more horrifying than even that, a massive strike that pierces straight through the horde ad cuts a swath through the sky even cleaner than Guy's and Reideen's. Explosions cut out from her hot-blooded scream; the strike blazes green as a huge mass of Machine Beasts die from the force of the impact, the unusual but effective attack cleaving right through them and paving the way right to Bardos. The forces are thinned, significantly, in Renais's wake; her Gespenst Kick blows straight into the island, still recovering from the Reideen-induced Earthquake...and the island shakes once more, explosions rocking the central mountain.

Dr. Hell frowns.

His frown deepens as Macua's machine fist assault, her spear-driven decimation, clears a swath through the ground-based beasts; the explosions in the sky and the ground are in tandem, and it is starting to worry the old man. They cannot be allowed to get any closer.

And as hard as they push, the Machine Beasts continue to push back. They form a solid wall, forming up where their fellows were; they push back as hard as they can as the eyes of the island light up, preparing to fire-

Wait, what?

Twin beams of destruction lance forth from the eyes of Bardos's skullface; they are weaponized anti-photonic energy, the exact opposite of what Mazinger Z's infamous eyebeams produce. They melt through machine beasts like a laser through a cake, tearing apart armor all but casually as they rip towards the heroes....

It seems Dr. Hell is getting serious.

Not only does the electric-like shock hit The Beast, it manages to scar past its wings in such a manner that they /literally/ burn up and turn to ashes. The entire unit comes plummeting to the ground and crashes onto the ground beneath on all fours.

Within the cockpit, Ascian is panting heavily. "Why can't I hit this guy?" He whines. And suddenly.

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That's right, an incredibly loud growls suddenly bursts across the lands as the creature grabs for its tummy as Ascian himself does so as well. He finally realized what was going on. He was feeling incredibly hungry, and nauscious at the same time.

The entire machine trembles for a moment. And then suddenly, it lifts its gigantic head up and opens its mouth. It looks hungry, and it is staring at the Atlas III. Ascian, within, is panting heavily, still clutching for his belly with that one hand, drooling somehow as the visuals before him begin to change. "I need food..." And somehow, a mighty yummy ham had just appeared before him. That's right, to him, like out of some silly anime, the mechwarrior before him looked like a ham.

"Lets take that ham, BEAST!" The machine gets up and begins running straight for the machine. Its head suddenly looks... like it is growing! The jaw expands, and its teeth look like they are growing, sharp blades. It jumps! Its langly arms fling upwards to assist in the jump, and then try to grab for the Atlas' head, trying to grab hold and bite down on the sensors at the top.

The Berserker takes a step back when the Turn X punches it, Adam struggling to keep his machine standing under the force of the heavy mobile suit. The assault mech has enough weight and size to keep its footing, but Adam does have to give a bit of distance, and knows that this puts the advantage in the Turn X's hand.

"No, I think you're going to stay right here until my people are done doing what we're here to do...And even longer if I manage to take out that thing you're driving."

The Turn X draws a gun, which is something new for Adam. He's never actually fought an enemy which swapped out weapons using giant robots hands like that. However, Adam's quick on his feet, and so reacts as soon as he sees the machine going for the rifle. Gym draws the rifle, and Adam responds by stepping his mech forward and sweeping his longsword around in a broad circle, parrying the rifle to the side just as it fires, leaving the blast to score right though the shining armor on the Berserker's shoulder, the same place he took the last hit. This time, it does more than just blow the armor off, though. This time it gouges out a channel straight though the armor.

That, looked really bad. If Adam really wants to finish this, he'll have to step it up. Stage 1 of this involves leaning on the flamer in the machine's face. This accomplishes two things: One, it sends steam boiling off his mech as the fire licks over the surface of Adam's own machine, heating up the surface. While normally heating your own mech is a really terrible idea, in the Berseker's case, heating it up is very useful, as the Triple-Strength Myomer gets warmed up, and suddenly starts moving the machine's limbs with far more speed and power than before.

The second benefit is much more direct: With the TSM running hot and his mech breathing fire, Adam throws the Berserker right at the Turn X, leading with a heavy punch from the sword arm, followed up by a cross from the PPC arm to hopefully knock the machine off balance and set up for a finishing kick that will send it flying into the dirt.

Dr. hell might be getting serious, but so is Wufei. Tired of only damaging the machine beasts, he pulls the Trident out of the ground, and deploys his dragon fang yet again, the plasma throwers on that dragon fang igniting as well. Seems Wufei wants to punch a larger hole in the machine beasts, and the island...

"... Fuck." That's about all that Marcus can say before the Hungry Hungry Gunman swoops down upon him. The Atlas snaps out it's arms to grab the creatures arms and a foot kicks up to press against Ascian's chest to keep those jaws away, but the force of the swoop is still enough to shove Marcus to the ground and pin him, leaving him in a very vulnerable position with drooling gnashing teeth only feet away from his cockpit. Marcus in desperately opens up with his streak missiles, but even they aren't enough to force the beast back. "Didn't anyone teach you proper table manners?" Then the Atlas starts to pull back with it's arms as it's legs push against the Gunman's chest, and there is the undeniable sound of creaking metal as the pulling and pushing strains the arms of the best. If Ascian doesn't find a way our of this grip soon, Marcus is going to /TEAR HIS ARMS OFF/.

<Radio: C - Global> Akira Hibiki transmits, "Your Raideen...er, Reideen? Does it have a voice weapon?"

<Radio: C - Global> Reideen transmits, "..." long pause, "I.. mean.. Reideen does-- yes.. just I have only used it for defensive.."

<Radio: C - Global> Female voice transmits, "Raideen - Sing. I will Sing with you, though I swore I never do so again, for this though, for you, my brother, I will sing."

<Radio: C - Global> Akira Hibiki transmits, "Thank you. In that case, let's get this duet started."

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Ascian Luddite transmits, "I think I have to pull back!"

And god, Marcus is soon to succeed in this! Sparks go flying from the corners of the unit, as the arms begin to be drawn from the sockets. The head continues to bite at Marcus' machine, trying to lay those jaws on it... when finally... SNAAAAP! SNAAAAAP! The two arms both pop out and the unit ends up being forced back, landing on the ground behind.

"Shit... shit shit shit..." Ascian pulls and pushes on those metalic bracers. The unit gets up, but has an incredibly hard time keeping its balance. His sight gets blurry. The machine is taxing his will too much, especially with an empty stomach. But at least the Atlus III no longer looks as tasty. For a moment, that giant machine beast EVA blinks - confused that it is missing its arms.

So... what does he do? The Gunmen/EVA Beastmachine suddenly turns around and... run away! That's right, Ascian ran away. That's something that doesn't really happen a lot. From the distance, the Amenthes suddenly appears again and swoops down towards the ground and grabs The Beast by the shoulders and flies it into a hangar door that opens as more machine beasts come out to defend Dr. Hell's island.

The skull-mounted laser slams into GaoGaiGar's defensive barrier and simply sloughs off around it - the beam is, in fact, too big for the Protect Wall to deflect the way it returns most beams to their senders. "Oi, Renais!" he transmits. "Good work so far ... now let's go show Dr. Hell just what we think of his army! GOLDYMARG!! Time to knock down the door!"

"BIG ORANGE PAIN TRAIN, COMIN' THROUGH!!!" Bardos Island's anti-air defenses - whatever may be left of them at this point - registers the abrupt arrival of a giant orange robot with a G-Stone power signature of its own. And since Chief Taiga was planning ahead for this too, the authorization codes are already being transmitted ...

"SYSTEM CHAAAAAAAAAAAANGE!!!" Goldymarg begins transforming, and GaoGaiGar leaps up to meet it.

"HAMMER *CONNECT*!!!" roars Guy as GaoGaiGar's arm locks into the Marg Hand's connection port, and seizes the most devastating hammer in the Earth Sphere. "GOLDION HAAAAAMMERRRRRR!!!!" Guy finishes his shout as GaoGaiGar and its ultimate weapon begin shining a bright, brilliant golden hue, lighting the gloom and pushing it back.

But when GaoGaiGar descends with the Goldion Hammer primed, it isn't to hammer a single Machine Beast into a shower of photons. Instead, the hammer is held parallel to the ground, braced with the left hand as well as the right-side Marg Hand. "Renais, form up with me and let's clear a path!!" Guy calls out, and GaoGaiGar thunders into motion, the Goldion Hammer releasing shockwaves of gravitational power ahead of the charging King of Braves ...

And clearing a path for Renais to follow.

The God Bird's head and body destroy quite a few of the Machine/Warrior/Whatever-they-are-now Beasts, and it seems the heroes are finally starting to make an impact on Hell's forces. But the doctor isn't done yet, as Akira finds out when the island's skullface suddenly fires big damn lasers at everything, destroying more of the army. Raideen quickly does a barrel roll, managing to just barely avoid getting slagged. After the head docks with the main body again, the guardian of Mu returns to its humanoid form, watching the lasers sweep across the battlefield with their anti-photonic deadly death doom power. "It's a good thing we got out of the way in time. Something like that would probably hurt like hell." Akira says, sighing in relief. "But if that's what your big backup plan was, then we're still not impressed." Akira suddenly gets a crazy idea, and one brief radio conversation later, he's flying to Reideen's side. There is no elaborate posing, no telegraphing of some special attack. Raideen just clenches its hands into fists, opens its mouth, and seems to take a deep breath. Three compartments open up on its chest, from which what appear to be giant speakers emerge, and Raideen's body takes on a golden hue. "Raideen, it's time to show the world your voice. Sing, Raideen! Sing the song of destruction that will bring an end to this island of evil!" Akira calls out to the ancient guardian, as purple lightning crisscrosses its body in arcs, drawing upon its pilot's power as much as its own. "THIS IS IT, RAIDEEN! GOD VOOOOOOOOOIIIIIIIIIIICE!!" Both man and machine shout it at the same time, and the arcing electricity gives way to visible waves of the purest sound on Earth, the sound of destruction. Any Machine Beasts left standing in its way simply disintegrate before its power as it makes its way straight for that giant skull. However, this attack doesn't come without a price. Akira's hot blooded yell quickly turns to one of pain as even his Mulian blood and Raideen's protection can't stop the Voice from tearing at his body as well. Saiga had better hurry, for if this goes on too long, it may kill the young pilot...

"Lingering back like dogs?" Solis frowns. The chainsaw arm of the Preliator again surges to life, even as the flames curl around the Knight. "...you lot insult Dr. Hell's conviction with your cowardice..." The beams are deflected by the stout armor of the PPC as it marches forward, "...I have little need of you.." Its then that he pauses, harking to the song as Akira and Saiga sing out over the battle field. "Glory to the lord of all machines! PRAISE AND HOLY IS HIS PASSING! IN HIS WAKE IS THE BEGINNING AND END OF WORLDS!" The Preliator rushes forward again...

It attempts to stab one of the monstrous machine beasts, and then use the friction of its chainsaw to launch it skyward...and then hopefully, to use a downward cut to bisect another one of the monsters.

With a loud /pop/, the arms come free, and Marcus is left sitting there holding onto them as Ascian wisely runs for his life. Marcus stands his Battlemech up and lefts the dangling arms over his shoulders. Then Hell fires his EYE LAZOOOOOORS through the terrain. Kinda hard to miss that. Guess he should, ya know, do something around that. But first to get through the horde that still remains between him and Hell so he can poke his eyes out. With it's two new make-shift clubs firmly held in hands, the Atlas III charges into the swelling ranks of Machine Beasts, bashing and thrashing as he goes with the (still bleeding, ick) severed arms.

Reideen pulled its sword up from the ground as the attack went astray, but at least it shook the island and the other great machines were also relaying massive damage to the island itself as well. Dr. Hell sowed his seeds of discord, now he was paying the price and the price in a large way. For his actions, for his creations, he had not only the super machines on his door step, mighty fighters, but he had something that only legends spoke of..

That Solis and his strange cult prayed too...

He also had the divine machines here, the god machines....

One of them was Raideen, the older; The one who no longer spoke, but still remembered the ways of war and showed of his power willingly with his pilot, Akira Hibiki.

The other was the goddess; The shield; and perhaps the one who hated to raise her weapons into war, but only faught because her hand was forced, that was Reideen, and she by age, was younger then Raideen.

Here they stood again, fighting a war, fighting to defend the world, and Reideen being requested to use something she sealed away; Locked away in fear; Fear of the mass destruction it caused.

Her soul cried by the devastation it brought, but on this day, this day, she would unlock it. On this day she would resummon her sleeping power.

As Dr. Hell's attack came in a massive shield formed out from the arm blocking off the attack and reflecting it into the ground, before Reideen narrowed its eyes as the shield retracted, however then suddenly the eyes went wide, and the inner workings of the eyes started to turn slightly.

Junki's eyes within go wide as the rings start to spin, his vision going white. Was that Midorino's voice.. and was it again?

"Junki.." the gentle female voice said, "..this is for your protection.. sleep now.."

"Wha-wait! Midorino!!"

As Raideen took his stand along side his sister unit and started its song. Reideen closed 'her' eyes, before her body started to glow white. The power levels were building, as the emblems on her forehead started to spin quickly also becoming white, as string of runic letters wrapped around Reideen, peeling out from its body, from its wings, and then creating a seal in the front, before that seal broke.

Then as the eyes opened, the golden machine glowing white like an angelic beings as the wings opened up. One could swear the plate went missing but the voice started to rise out.

Feminine.. pure.. Powerful.. and only growing more powerful as she joined in with Raideen.

Macua Huitl keeps her assault up and her machine stands in the middle of the carnage she has caused. The Amazon Gundam looks around. Then it's head snaps is around. She sees what comming she senses what's comming she also is floored by a massive emotional outpouring nearby. What the heck was the other team doing? She'll have to ask later if they make it though this mess. She now keeps assaulting the next wave of beasts. "I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS!"

She plans her feets even as she feels what the two Radieens are doing the power full attcks however does gives her an idea. She now throws herself into the machine beasts agian. She grabs one by the tail and starts to spin it she'll try to throw it into a formtion of others. Then she leps at the whole pile leaping down to drop kick into them. PRehaps thought them prerhaps not she'll then find another group and just start to savage it all with might, before leaping at one last one to just try to rip through it.

"Gee!" Renais exclaims as the Gespenst draws itself to its full height. Its joints creak; it still moves with a fluidity belying its horrifically battered appearance.

"Do not get in my way with your large, ridiculous machine!" Despite her warnings, the GSpenst readily springs into action to spring behind GaoGaiGar. Steam and choking black smoke jet from its ruined frame, but whatever grievous internal damage the machine has suffered isn't slowing it a bit--a phenomenon perhaps related to the light glittering amidst it all. The bracer wrapped around Renais' wrist glitters in concert with the radiance outside; the black sheep of the Shishioh family is still riding the ineffable high of Courage unleashed, and bereft of mechanical beasts, there's no victim but Bardos Island to serve as its victim.

When the gravitic tides of 3G's Gravity Generating Tool begin to hit her, Renais simply grits her teeth and bears it; her body was designed to withstand such pressures. Worse, even.

The GSpenst - particularly now - is less hardy, even /with/ the boons granted it by the infinite light of the G-Stone. Its armoured plates audibly rattle as wave after punishing wave of gravity crashes into it, and it seems as first as if the entire thing might simply collapse beneath its own weight before the target can be reached.

"Non--" Renais hisses in reply to the warnings lighting her cockpit. "Not--not yet! Not before we strike! Not before--"

The GSpenst's right leg explodes; it bends its other and, borne by the kinetic shock of the explosion and the gravity radiating from GaoGaiGar, it hurls itself desperately, /impossibly/ towards Bardos Island's face. As it flies, emerald energies sheath its left arm, then its left forearm, then its left fist, then the spikes jutting from its left fist.

And then the spikes are gone, shattered by the pulsating, ill-contained energies of Courage.

"Not--before--"

The pulsing vibrance dances to the rhythm set by the twinned deities; it also coalesces, forming together into three short stakes of raw might in the image of the weapons shattered in the wake of its emergence.

"--WIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIILL--"

The GSpenst abruptly stops in mid-air--but only because it's swung into position above Bardos Island's demonic visage. It's a good forty, fifty, perhaps even sixty feet above the deadly skull face.

It doesn't matter.

"--MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGNUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUM!"

Because in an instant, the trio of spikes are growing, /racing/ for Bardos Island, rushing to impale it. To devour it from within--to split the leering face of evil and strike a blow for Courage. For /Vengeance/.

The glowing yellow blade cuts savagely into the left torso of the Berserker, shredding though armor and myomer alike, and destroying the /hell/ out of the Medium Laser that was there, the weapon exploding like a cheep toy before Adam can get his mech's longsword up to block the blade again, the beam-shielded blade the Berserker carries knocking away the energy blade of the Turn X.

"Ugh!" Adam mutters under his breath, before his eyes lock back on the Turn X. "Entertainment? Is that all this is to you?"

Suddenly the Berserker shifts stance, the blade that was, a moment ago used to sweep away an attack, turned to lead blade-first to the Turn-X. "You shouldn't underestimate me ether!" With the force of a battering ram, the Berserker fires forward with its powerful arms and legs, thrusting with the tip of the blade straight towards the Turn X, Adam aiming the blow right for the center of the Turn X. Adam knows how strong the armor is, but if he can slam this sword though that heavy armor, he hopes he can push though right though the power system and disable the machine.

"Haha! This? This battle, this fight, /this/ is /fun/!" The sword strikes the center mass of the Turn X, sinking in to the 'scar' on it's chest. It delves deeper... and then suddenly stops, sticking halfway into the torso of the Turn X. Weirdly, it doesn't seem to have struck /anything/ particularly vital: not the reactor, not the cockpit, nothing. It slows it down though, that's for sure; turn X is stopped in it's tracks, but only for a moment.

"This... this is a test. If /they/ caan survive /here/, there may be hope for them yet!" Gym gestures grandly with the Turn X's left hand at the battlefield as a whole. "Look at them fight! Fight for their lives, for their friends, for /everything/! Is it not inspiring?!"

Turn X's beam saber flashes off, and it reaches out at the Berserker. The Destruction Manipulator opens, lightning playing across the inside and lashing out at the BattleMech. The weird blue bolts play across the surface of the 'Mech's armor, leaving trails of intense heat where it passes, and, inexplicably, sucking the power right out of it with every second of exposure!

Turn X must not have gotten the memo that fusion reactors don't just run out of power in the middle of a fight. It seems to be ignoring that little tidbit.

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Dr. Hell transmits, "No..."

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Dr. Hell transmits, "No!"

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Dr. Hell transmits, "Mr. Ghingnham, I am forcing an emergency teleport!"

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Dr. Hell transmits, "Continue your fight if you like - but the landscape is about to vanish under you!"

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Dr. Hell transmits, "You don't understand - those songs..."

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Dr. Hell transmits, "The seals of Bardos are coming loose!"

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Dr. Hell transmits, "And that cannot be allowed to happen!"

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Dr. Hell transmits, "Come or stay at your will - but Dr. Hell must retreat!"

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Gym Ghingnham transmits, "Hmph! Fine!"

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Dr. Hell transmits, "Are you coming or staying?!"

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Gym Ghingnham transmits, "I'm staying right where I am. As for my opponent, well..."

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Dr. Hell transmits, "Tell me now, that Pygman and I may coordinate - very well."

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Ascian Luddite transmits, "I am inside."

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Dr. Hell transmits, "Good luck, Gym Ghingnham."

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Gym Ghingnham transmits, "And to you, Doctor."

The overeager Altron might as well be throwing the trident against solid rock - because, well, he is. It doesn't do much; it *does* skewer a low-crawling six-legged machine beast and force an explosion, but when you're trying to pierce through a whole lot of rock with a very small beam trident...not much.

Similarly, the chainsaw of the preliator is helpless to do more than scratch the surface; Marcus's Get Clubs simply bounce off the heavy rocks harmlessly. It is, after all, shooting the very ground beneath their feet.

...and the ground is subservient to god. And the Sword and Shield of God unite; their GOD VOIIIIIIICE screams across the earth, shredding stone and metal in their wake. Machine beasts are pulled apart atomically before their self-destruct even goes off; the metal shells are ripped away to reveal the circuitry, which is then ripped away from the skeletons, which is then reduced to cosmic dust in the path of two of the three voices of God in their chorus. It digs a deep trench through the island; it explodes a huge chunk of the mountain away, ripping off the eye of the skull and revealing the soldiers and defensive encamppments and weapons inside. This is the power of God in the palm of Akira and Saiga's hands; this is *pure, raw power*.

Macua's strike, following up after the Raideen/Reideen blast, is able to do some pretty intense damage on top of it. A machine beast is snagged, hurled, and thrown into the all-consuming chorus of God along with its fellows; they, too, are reduced to their component atoms, but they were dead long before the song, exploding by Macua's hand and skill.

And 3G follows not soon behind. With the shockwaves of the Goldion Hammer shaking Bardos in the wake of the God Voice, Renais follows throughh with a massive will Magnum; green energy punches through the other eye of Bardos, knocking off the top and ripping it to shreds. The three spikes knock through wall after wall, the forces of Hell unable to retaliate; the walls begin to tumble down, down, down, the skull of the Bardos falls.

And, at the voices of God's Sword and Shield, at the fire of the G-Stone, at the forces unleashed upon this island...

The Island Reacts.

The Raideens, Galeon, and everyone even sort of psychic-sensitive would feel it; a terrible darkness and fire from a time before humans were anything more than a speck in the eye of God, from a time before the dinosaurs roamed the earth, from a time so long ago as to be the forgotten memory of memory itself. The island quakes, as though something great and terrible were awakening within it.

And Dr. Hell roars. Not in fury; not in anger that his island was just ripped to huge chunks. No, the roar of Doctor Hell is a roar of absolute command, of fear and adrenaline taking hold of one of the most powerful mystics on the surface and his spells *reacting*. Far away, hidden in his mystic disguise on the Argama, Viscount Pygman's fingers shift, touching a small idol in his pocket. It is the one and only part of him that remains himself, that little idol that represents Bardos; he can feel the mystic energies leaking from it, and, excusing himself from the table with a grin and a laugh, slides into the lavatory (and past a very strange little chicken he's been making friends with, which promptly scurries out the door.) Pygman's voice, mumbled in the stall, joins with Dr. Hell's in Bardos itself.

And runes flare. Ancient runes, powerful runes, runes of containment and warding and sealing as large as the Raideens or bigger - some as large as Daitarn 3 - dancing around the island in concert. And then...

It is gone.

The island of Dr. Hell, the machine beasts, their exploded corpses...have vanished.

Hopefully you can swim.

AFTERMATH

Bardos settles into the sea in its new location. Dr. Hell slumps, falling over; the runes that surround the island begin to close, the voices screaming in his ears slowly fading.

And Baron Ashura stands.

"Dr. Hell..." Baron Ashura asks slowly. "I, Baron Ashura, am your most loyal servant. You know this - I will die for you, if you ask it. My life is yours to do with as you will."

Dr. Hell raises his head, eyeing the mummy warily. "Yes, I know. What is the point of this, Baron Ashura?"

"The Mykene...I heard their voices, Dr. Hell!" Ashura's half-and-half face begins to cry, tears streaming down its face. "I heard the voices of my people! Tell me, what has happened? What is going on?"

Dr. Hell's eyes never waver. "...echoes," he lies perfectly, "Echoes of the past, brought on by a voice that should never have been released in this hallowed place."

The old man stands, imperious once more. "Go, Baron Ashura. Do your duty, and repair Bardos Island. We will begin a counterattack immediately."

Baron Ashura bows. "At once, my lord Dr. Hell," it replies, sounding unconvinced as it disappears into the halls.

Dr. Hell frowns. He would have to watch Ashura much more carefully in the future...

<Radio: B - DC Tactical> Cecilia Utani transmits, "You're running away from music, Doctor?"

Most people have a pretty set image of a Battlemech as a big, lumbering tank with legs that move like a controlled avalanche. In most cases, this is very true. However, every now and then you come across a mech, and a pilot, who manages to make a mech move in ways that people never expect.

Adam's sword is knocked away with the Turn X's blade, but Adam doesn't pull back this time. Instead, he presses his attack, his blade singing though the storm with a swiftness more akin to a mobile suit than a Battlemech as the Berserker's blade clashes again and again against the Turn X's beam sword. The aggressive stance the Berserker takes, plus the constant shifting of its position keeps Adam a step ahead of the blue energy, the sword blocking many, and the machine stepping away from most that don't get intercepted. A few strike him, the energy dancing across the mech like living lightning, but not enough to overcome the energy output of the fusion reactor.

"You like constant fighting," Adam inquires as he clashes blade to blade against the Turn X, "You should visit the Inner Sphere sometime! I think you'd have a great time with the Clans..."

And about then, the island they're under suddenly /vanishes/.

The Berserker had some thrusters to break its initial drop from orbit, but those were single-burn engines that broke off after landing. Beyond that, the Berserker doesn't even have jumpjets. Adam literally does not have time to think. He only have time to act. So he acts. He acts by stabbing the blade his mech carries right back into the center of mass of the Turn X Gundam. It's not so much to destroy it this time, as to anchor his mech to the flying mobile suit. He doesn't intend for the Turn X to hold him up, though.

No, Adam intends to drag Gym down with him. The Turn X isn't going to escape this battle that easily.

BURN IT UP!

"DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOCTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOR HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELL!!"

The ever-familiar shout of Koji Kabuto fills the labyrinthine corridors of Bardos Island.

Rock is shattering around him, pulverized into mere dust. Super Robot Mazinger Z, the Iron Knight of Earth, is blasting through every wall in its desperate beeline for the Lord of this Godforsaken Stronghold. Lightning wreathes its black frame, a barrier of pure energy that disrupts near every form of matter in its path. In its mighty hands, the -Z- engraved zweihander of destiny, the Colossal Z-Blade, tucked back and ready to strike.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!"

Guardians of the Inner Sanctum, towering hoplites with reptillian faces, cross their spears to deter the Mazinger threat. Yet, it's all for nothing! They're battered aside as the Armor of Miracles thrusts past them, slicing them in half with its scythe-like Jet Scrander wings.

The door is broken and Koji's eyes widen as he nears his destined target at last.

PAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY FOR YOUR SINS OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLD MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!"

"UWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH....!!!"

Electricity forks in every direction!

Mazinger Z is atop Doctor Hell, Colossal Z-Blade raised.

ZETTO STRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII---...!!!"

As the sword descends with its murderous plan, the words are suddenly stopped in Koji's throat. Doctor Hell, and Bardos Island, has winked out of existance!!!

"Wh-what...!!!" Koji stares in disbelief, sputtering little bits of spit against the canopy of his Pilder.

Mazinger Z floats in the air, its blade tasting nothing but the air.

"DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOCTOR HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELL!!!"

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!"

<Radio: C - Global> Koji Kabuto transmits, "DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOCTOR HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELL!!!"

<Radio: C - Global> Koji Kabuto transmits, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!"

The song was over, it had done its job, and Reideen's form once again takes on its normal golden glow. Within the dark void that was lit up like the blinding sun, it starts to dim down as the rings almost come to a dead stop. Junki floating there as if near dead, slowly starts to open his eyes once more, "...nnn.."

The golden machine then near slumps as it returns control to its master, like the puppet it was, now regiving the puppet master her strings once more.

The job was done and the reminder of what power the voices they were given could do and if anyone wanted to see the face of the mighty golden machine, it was already covered once more.

As Junki started to regain control again, his eyes starting to focus as he went to stand up straight he could feel, no, hear the sound and it caused him to look around quickly.

Reideen mimiced the same all to well, before its eyes also followed, then came to rest on Raideen. There was a moment of silence, before he spoke up, "Wha.."

However this was quickly inturrupted as suddenly..

There was no more island.

"WHOA!!" Junki yelled out as Reideen started to fall. He flailed a bit, like any person would, though to see a giant machine flail was probably a hilarious sight indeed given just what it had been through. This was all before it crashed into the ocean waters below, sending up a wassive wave of water into the air, the gave in and then released from the great force of Reideen falling in at high speeds.

Junki hissed gently as that wasn't very kind to his already aching back, and the wounds were still there. But the glow, the glow as he looked at his arms, though it was not his he saw, but of Reideen's was dim as the machine started to sink.

He could also feel it--

Reideen, he himself, was tired. The battle took its toll. So as he closed his eyes and whispered the words 'God marine'. The machine transformed into its strange aquatic form, before hovering there in the ocean.

Now-- he needed to see if any others needed help. Getting them to shore was something Reideen could still do if need be. Even if his warm bed did sound really nice right now.

<Radio: C - Global> Public Silvia de Alisia transmits, "Well that was loud."

<Radio: C - Global> Saiga Junki transmits, "...nh.. Is everyone alright?"

<Radio: C - Global> Ascian Luddite transmits, "Hope you guys know how to swim!"

<Radio: C - Global> Chang Wufei transmits, "We're fine. Hell tucked his tail between his legs and fled."

<Radio: C - Global> Public Silvia de Alisia transmits, "Oy, it's that voice again."

<Radio: C - Global> Akira Hibiki transmits, "I'm...I'm fine."

<Radio: C - Global> Koji Kabuto transmits, "Y-YOU... !! .. DON'T YOU CHEAT ME, DOCTOR HELL!!!"

<Radio: C - Global> Saiga Junki transmits, "..If anyone needs a lift back to land.. Let me know."

Akira, in the meantime, is too busy fainting in his cockpit to do much to help out.

<Radio: C - Global> Chang Wufei transmits, "Nataku can fly Saiga, thanks anyways."

<Radio: C - Global> Saiga Junki transmits, "..hehe... I guess that cat is now out of the bag.."

As the Island winks out of existance, Altron's boosters ignite, keeping the gundam out of the water. It puts it's twin trident away and begins it's trek back to shore....

As soon as the GSpenst splashes down in the cold, cold waters below, the light suffusing it dies out.

And the light in Renais' GaoBrace dims.

And the too-young secret agent/cyborg exhales.

She can already taste the alcohol she'll be desperately imbibing at home.

GaoGaiGar can fly too - and it comes to a hover feet above the waves, reaching down with the left arm to offer his cousin a hand up, and presumably a lift. "Amaterasu'll be here for pickup in a few minutes," Guy transmits to his cousin. "You did a great job, Renais ... glad to be fighting alongside you."

Granted, he didn't think he was ever going to actually say that - but Renais earned it.

Macua Huitl watches God Voice just unlaod she's not seen many things with that sort of power before. She can only watch the destruction the chorus of two machine gods singing together. She then follows up with her own attacks. She's waiting in the wake of them looking for more to fighht but they have done horrible terrible damage. She's then gets a feeling in the pict of her stomach. It's not from her newtype senses something is wrong just plain wrong then her senses go off. She sees the runes she feels the spell.

Then she feels something she feels something terrible something like The mysterious Archduke Gorgon. Something far worse something is stirring Macua freezes she can't move, she just can't move she's too darn scared. What was Hell sitting on? What in the name of all that is Holy? What the hell was Dr Hell is keeping chained here?

"What...what is he keeping chained here."

The island is gone and Macua falls to the water below, she's too stunned still to do anything as the Amazon hits the water...

Not enough. A little more time and the reactor would be done for. A little more--

The island vanishes. Adam's sword hooks Turn X, and the Turn X begins to plummet. The sea below wells up, growing larger and larger as they get closer, pulled down to the sea. And then... it stops, the downward motion and the hundred-ton weight attached to the Turn X simply ceasing to be a problem.

"The Clans," Gym muses. "Maybe. Earth, though, is my priority. Lucifer has already embraced war more than I had hoped; this place, though..."

Turn X's Destruction Manipulator crackles to life again, this time aglow with yellow luminescence. The light is similar to the beam saber it emits, but much, much more powerful. Like the rifle, but fueled by the Turn X instead of by some kind of external weapon. If the /rifle/ could dig a hole like that...

"This place needs a little more work." The Turn X fires, the flash of yellow light lighting up the sky and stabbing into the sea, boiling away the ocean below. Whether Adam Steiner was caught in the blast or not... well, how lucky is he, to be stuck so close? Can he escape it?

The blast from the Destruction Manipulator catches the Battlemech on the left side, the blast completely swallowing up the arm with the PPC, and further ripping up the left torso, as well as doing a good damage to the left leg. The blast also knocks the Berserker free, the blade that was used to hook into the mech getting torn out and leaving the 100 ton battlemech to fall helplessly backwards towards the water not far below.

Adam doesn't have much time to think once again, and has no way to stay out of the water. Once he hits, that water is going to flood into the damaged areas on the torso, shorting out power systems there, and he doesn't know if he'll even be able to keep his mech running at all under those circumstances. Every bit of training and strategy he has tells him to eject now.

That's not what Adam does.

Just before the Berserker slams into the water and falls beneath the waves below, the Berserker lashes out with the only ranged weapons it has left: All of its ER Medium lasers. A single ER Medium can't do much damage, but all of them fired at once add up to a significant amount, if Adam can get his aim right while falling backwards into the water...

"Earth doesn't /need/ you. Any of you!"

Turn X goes up while the 'Mech goes down... and while the lasers start to sprout from every remaining piece of the BattleMech. Turn X bobs and weaves, jinking past some of the lasers and rolling out of the path of the others. When the firepower actually pins him, the laser light seems to bend around it, scattering off into the skies.

"Earth needs me more than you think, boy," Gym says with a scowl. "You would do well to remember that... if they ever /find/ you down there."

Finishing Adam off when he's a floundering fish is not really a priority. Turn X flies higher, and then takes off headed west, streaking into the distance without looking back.

"We'll see about that, Ghingnham."

Just as soon as someone /does/ fish Adam out of the water...

There's a low rumble of thunder..

..and Mazinger Z hovers above Adam Steiner's BRZ-C3 Berserker. Sword in its left hand, still crackling with lightning. Its pilot, a very sulky teenager, lets out a pained sigh as he commands his robot to reach down and pluck the Mechwarrior from the drink.