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Ch. 4

Suprise guest star

The cast was awoken early in the morning. They were al rounded up, and sent to a cafeteria for breackfeast. They were surprised at how well the resurch their captures did. Every meal was different for each person, and all where the favorites of each. Linda had just a small collection of egg's. Scrabbles. She was a picky eater, and she ate very little to maintain her figure. Catherine always gave her a hard time about that.

May had a similar serving to Linda, as she was preparing for the baby, which her captures knew was on the way.

Catherine on the other hand had a more tradition breakfast with pancakes and maple syrup. Catherine seemed to have the ability to eat anything, and still maintain her figure. Even as she ate the fatty food, she was still just as strikingly beautiful as she was when she was younger.

As for the boys. Mason ate nothing. Aaron had a large serving of lasagna, funions, and chocolate milk. Apparently, this was his normal breakfast, and Kyle had something, that no one knew what it was. Something that Spielberg introduced to him.

Everyone enjoyed their meal, but little conversation was held. The tension was already high, but more so between Kyle and Linda. And everyone felt it.

It wasn't long until the president entered the room, accompanied by a team of servers.

"Good morning. Did you all sleep well?"

They remained silent. None of them had much sleep.

"I'm sorry to hear that." He clapped his hands, and the servers each placed a single plate in front of Kyle, Linda, and Aaron. On the plate was a nut, about the size of golf ball. "You must eat this."

"What is this?" Kyle asked.

"It is the seed."

"The seed?"

"Yes. The seed. You must eat it."

"Why must we eat it?"

"Clearly I should not have to explain it."

"Is it poisonous?"

The president was surprised. "Surely I would not try to kill you. I know we are not on the best of terms, but I thought you knew I mean you no harm. You are our humble guest."

Kyle shrugged his shoulders, thinking what damage could it do. He preceded to break it open only to be stopped by the President.

"I'm sorry, but you have to swallow it whole."

"You got to be kidding."

"I'm not kidding."

"How?!" Linda yelled. "It's the size of a horse pill!"

"I agree," it was Aaron, "it is much too large to be swallowed. I recommend we pass this up."

The President spoke quickly. "I'm sorry you feel that way, but you have to swallow this pill. If you require our assistance in performing this act, then so be it."

The three just stared at each other when he said this. The other three who did not get a nut, too were confused.

Kyle sat in a tan colored chair with a white sheet draped around him. A rather attractive woman was styling his hair, to match the way it was during the show, but Kyle paid no attention to her. He in fact, paid little attention to what had been going on in the last hour. All he could think about was how they got him to swallow that nut.

The woman cut some more, before turning him toward a mirror to take a look at himself. Truth be told, he looked like he was young again.

"How does that look honey?" She asked.

"Wooks guudu." His thought was barely able to voice.

"What was that Hun?"

"Wi saad, waaat wooksss guuddduu."

"I'm sorry Hun, I still do not understand."

Again the President interfered with Kyle. "That looks good." He told the stylist.

The president made his way to Kyle and looked him in the eye. "Now boy, I'm sorry we have to do this, but this is the last bit of preparation you need."

"Wuhaat aauurr uuuuu tauwkingu abowtu?"

"Like I said I'm sorry boy."

Next Kyle knew, was a sharp pain in his head. Like a needle splintering into his brain, and a gel like ooze, flowing. Next he black out.

Linda was having a good time for ounce. After the affects of the forced brunch, she was sent to a room, where Victor Fabulous did her hair. Linda always loved the way that Lacus dressed, and the costumes she wore and the hair she had during the show. In fact, she was credited with what was called the Lacus look. A whole selection of clothing inspired by her character for the masses.

So ounce her hair was done, she was sent to another room where every single piece of clothing she wore in the show was. Along with other Lacus inspired outfits. Since she was instructed that they would be training today, Victor gave her her black kimono from the second half of the show. He also gave her her white one, if she wanted it, but she went with the black. Linda loved how darker colors went with her.

It wasn't long until she met with Catherine and May. Both May and Catherine were dressed in Orb military uniforms, while Catherine held a much higher rank, and identified her as the royal family. May's just held captain. As the three made their way to hanger as instructed, they ran into the boys, who each were holding the back of their heads.

"What happened to you three?"

"We don't know. Our heads just really hurt." Kyle answered.

"Well serves you right." Linda spoke.

"What does that mean?"

"You know."

"No tell me, what it means."

"You don't remember how you took advantage of me last night."

"Took advantage? I didn't take advantage of you." The four just looked at Kyle until realization struck his brain. "Wait a minute. You're complaining about that!"

"Hold on you two." Catherine now entered. "What did you do to her last night Kyle?"

"It was nothing. She is just finding excuses to stay made at me."

"Linda, what did he do to you?"

Linda turned her head. "He…He took all the covers last night."

Catherine cocked her eyebrows. "He took the covers last night?"

"Yes."

"Kyle, did you take all the covers last night?"

"What? No! She had all the covers. I had one, and she's mad because I did not give her it."

"Well, I was still cold Kyle!" Linda yelled.

"Cold! You had five blankets to my one! When did you get to be such a --!"

Linda was shocked. "How dare you!"

"I'm sorry. I love you, but you deserve that. Lately you have been acting terrible."

"Well maybe, I'm still not happy with the situation we are in. Being up ducted, be lunatic fans and what not!"

"No. This started way before we got here. This started ever since I left to film my roll with Spielberg."

"Yeah! Well…."

"Well what?"

The two were caught in a dead lock. Neither was about to back down, and neither was going to win. Each was willing to sacrifice their self's in order for the other to not win this argument.

And as the rest of the cast had learned, you never get between these two when they start fighting.

Victor burst into the room with his hands and arms flaying in the wind. He ran straight to Kyle, pulled him away from his staring contest with Linda and looked most terrified. "We have to hurry!"

"Hurry?"

Victor started pulling Kyle. "It's started. We must hurry!"

"It's started?"

"Yes! There are here. It's earlier than expected, but now you must save us!"

The first attack had begun. They were kept in a single team. The Archangel-A was in the middle, while the Kusunagi-A, and the Eternal-A accompanied both of here sides.

Each cast member was terrified. While they were told that they did not have to do any real fighting, but to just pretend, they still were scared. None of them had any training, and barely knew how to work their suits.

It was an odd experience for the cast. This was their first time out of the colony, and they realized that there were hundreds of colonies all lined up. Odd to them that only Heliopolis looked like it came from the show. There were some other square shaped structures out in space. They were huge. Easily surpassing the size of Heliopolis by multiples. Each were thin and made of glass. Almost like a spectator boxes you would see in professional sporting fields. They had millions of people seated in each one, watching the cast.

These structures were positioned to form a large circle shape. There was empty space below them, but an electrified net would stop the cast from trying to escape. The cast in their respected vehicles were in the middle of this.

Up above them however was the most amazing thing ever. It was a planet sized structure. It was a gigantic cylinder that pointed out into the vastness of space. This combined with the spectators and the net set up a coliseum type arena. Trapping them in from all directions.

"Are they here to watch us?" Kyle asked referring to the spectator seats. He had already launched from the Eternal in the Freedom. Currently he along with Mason and Aaron were leading the group.

The president came on the view screen. "There are many people who wish for you to succeed. They are here to cheer you on."

"Why do they cheer us on? They look perfectly able to fight. Why do we have to?"

Kyle was met with silence. The president had apparently cut the transmission.

"What is going on here?" Kyle muttered to no one but himself.

Kyle's cockpit went to life. Lights blinked and a really annoying alarm sounded. Kyle began to panic when a view screen popped up on left monitor. It featured a grid with a green dot labeled 'Freedom' and a red blinking dot heading toward him.

Kyle had seen enough movies to understand what that meant. He was being fired upon.

He grabbed the controls and flung the mobile suit away from fire. He was no veteran suit polite. The freedom did not move far away, but tumbled just a little bit away from the incoming projectiles target.

Kyle held his breath as the heat from a plasma blast barely missed him. Light from the said blast filled his cockpit, temporarily blinding him.

"What the crap!" Kyle said as he attempted to pilot the suit. "I thought we were just supposed to act!"

The president ounce again came back onto the monitor. "What are you doing? You have to fight Kira."

"You said we were just supposed to pretend. We are just here to help your forces."

"I never said anything of the sort."

"Yeah you did! You told Linda that we had nothing to fear! That you would do all the fighting!"

Again the computer repeated the red blinking light scenario. Kyle ounce again was barely able to dodge a plasma blast, but subconsciously it was easier.

After a quick moment the president came back on. "I must apologize for you misunderstanding. I was saying that Miss Lacus just has to act as the captain of her ship. You on the other hand are responsible for the fighting and maintaining your character. Now I am sorry, but I am not allowed to talk to you during the battle."

"What!!"

Kyle dodged his third blast for the day. Now he was pissed. Apparently this was life and death.

"I have to fight!"

"Yes. While the rest of the crew is here, Kira Yamato is the true savior of the Gundam Seed universe. You are he, thus you must defeat the enemy."

"I have to fight him! But I don't even know how to pilot this suit!"

"Yes you do."

"No I don't!"

"Yes you do. You now know more than you think. Now I am sorry, but I must leave. I am breaking the rules just by talking to you." And with that the screen went blank.

Again Kyle dodged another blast. This time doing a complete back flip, and facing the Freedom in the direction the blast came from. Kyle did not know how he did this.

He readjusted his seat, deciding to think about it later. "Where are you?" He scanned all his monitors. Apparently whatever was shooting at him could not be picked up by his radar. He decided to put his sword away and bring out all his guns. Again, he did this without realizing it.

A fourth blast flew by him. He again dodged it. He opened a universal frequency to speak with whoever was out there. "Come on show yourself!!"

Kyle was surprised that his opponent answered.

"Kyle is that you?" It was a man's voice. It was a gruff sounding voice with little to no emotion at all.

Kyle immediately knew whose voice it belonged too. The man was his predecessor. A veteran in the industry, who had caused a lot of problems for Kyle in the press, back when Gundam Seed was just starting. It got even worse during the second half of the TV show when Kira became very depressed and antisocial. The two were often compared, and while Kira was a very popular character, the other man had multiples of fans in comparison. The man was a legend, and to this day, he haunts Kyle.

"Heath?" Kyle muttered.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry Yama-boy." The voice was still cold, but now spoke with a Scottish accent, indicating the ancestral heritage of Heath Young. "But this is something I have wanted to do ever since I started dating your young friend."

At this point a blue mobile suit, a head shorter than the Freedom appeared right in front of Kyle. It had a green orb on its chest and golden highlights on its shoulders. It had four majestically white angel wings and a green beam saber about to come crashing down on Kyle's cockpit.

"You have got to be kidding me!" Kyle yelled as he attempted to dodge.

In the cold dark drenches of space a battle in the making was about to be fought. A shadow was about to overcome its master. And Kyle in the Strike Freedom engaged Heath Young in the Wing Zero.

There has been little interest in this story. I almost discontinued it, but I had to past this. I have some really good ideas, and I would hate for this to be wasted. If enough people like it, I will continue, but if not I will finally put this down. Just be sure to tell me. After all, I have had hardly any reviews.