Disclaimer: Gundam SEED and Code Geass are the property of Sunrise. Sebastian Connor, and the Storm Wolves are mine, and Wing Commander White Wolf is the creator of Anthony Russo and Tiamat Monarch. Daisuke Sanada is the creation of Centurious the Azure.

Code Geass: Wolf's Fury

By Storm Wolf77415 and Wing Commander White Wolf

Prologue

A lone figure sat in a darkened room, the only light coming from the monitor, illuminating a feminine face. "Ignorant buffoons, the whole lot of them!" A voice dripped with disdain. "It's so hard to find good help these days. I suppose I'll just have to look elsewhere for someone to aid me in my little problem."

She began flipping through the channels, each displaying a series of images. A squadron of fighters with four wings spread out to resemble an "X" covering bombers in the shape of a "Y" as they battled over the surface of a giant space station that could have been mistaken for a small moon.

The channel changed again, this time a series of robots engaging a massive horde of alien bugs. The human pilots all wore very very tight flight suits that left nothing to the imagination, being led by a man with light brown hair, a Japanese woman with long brown hair and purple eyes, and a Russian woman with hair the color of freshly fallen snow.

"Hmm, impressive, but still not quite what I'm looking for." She flipped through a couple more channels, each giving her an image of another world. The woman let out an annoyed groan. "Damn it, you'd think with the multitude of worlds that exist I could find someone!"

"Now, now, you don't have to get all worked up." A delicate voice spoke from the shadows. "I know you have very high standards, but it won't help if you get angry. I'm sure there's someone out there that will meet your approval."

"I knew it wasn't going to be easy to stop Charles and his ridiculous plan, but with the Order under his brother's control. I have to think outside the box." The observer said, flipping through a few more channels. "What I need are capable warriors, soldiers that will be able to back up my chosen heir."

"Ah yes, You'll excuse me if I'm a little skeptical." The second person spoke. "While he's certainly has quite the intellect and charisma to lead. His physical prowess seems to leave a lot to be desired. It doesn't help he constantly skips gym class to gamble."

"A minor inconvenience." the observer scoffed. "I've taken lesser men and turned them into rulers who carved their place in history. He will be no different. But if he is to stop his father's ridiculous plan, he will need someone he can rely on."

It was then the screen fizzled and buzzed with static before fixing on an image of a starscape with three blue starships…the moon in the background. On the side of the lead vessel was black block lettering reading "PSV Calvin."

"Hmm, this has promise." She remarked, sitting back to observe more carefully.

(June 2nd, C.E. 70, Lunar orbit, PSV Calvin)

"I really REALLY do not like this plan, Anthony." Commander Sebastian Connor, The Storm Wolf of Jachin Due spoke to his long time partner, Commander Anthony Russo, The Arctic White Wolf, "An SOIT drop into the base itself? And I have to be the one who remains behind in command? You're the ship-to-ship expert, Anthony. You should remain here and I'll go down with the rest of the team."

"I have a bad feeling about this too, Pup, and I would gladly swap places with you. But Rau's orders stand. I just can't shake the bad feeling I'm getting, Sebastian. Keep your head on a swivel up here, okay? The last thing I need is to explain to Lacus why you got blown out of the skies on my watch, kay?"

"Only if you do the same for me, bro," the younger man said, giving his partner a firm handshake. "Get down to the drop bays and tell the others to mount up. I'll…monitor things from here. Godspeed to you my friend." Anthony nodded and left Sebastian's office. The eighteen year old turned his gaze to the framed picture on the desktop. A young woman with pink hair pulled into a high ponytail. She had eyes blue as the sky. A tight pink and blue one-piece swimsuit adorned her curvy body, and a bright smile on her angelic face. "Lacus…" he whispered.

"Commander Connor, we just received word from Commander Le Creuset on the Galvani. We're getting ready to move out."

"Understood, I'll be right there. I love you honey, be with you during this time, I have the feeling I'm going to need all the support I can get." He whispered to the picture, before straightening his red uniform and heading for the bridge. The Storm Wolf gave a brief nod to the bridge crew, before settling into his commander chair. Rau Le Creuset, commander for this operation was on an open channel, addressing the entire fleet on the importance of the mission, attacking the Earth Alliance's main supply base in Endymion crater. After their main headquarters at Ptolemaios, it was the largest installation on the moon, and its destruction would be a huge blow to the Earth Forces.

Sebastian paid little attention to Rau's words, fidgeting the entire time. He much preferred the pilot's seat in his ZGMF-515 CGUE. The Storm Wolf was very much a commander who led from the front. He would much rather share the danger with his men, rather than sit in relative comfort in a command center while the people under him died. "I shouldn't be up here! My place is down there with the other guys, or leading the other mobile suit teams! I'm completely out of my element here." He muttered under his breath. "Anthony, you'd better bring everyone home alive!"

(Calvin Drop Bay)

Anthony stood in the mottled gray and black camouflaged body armor of the Special Orbital Insertion Troopers, the elite infantry of ZAFT, helmet under his arm. Anthony's armor was personalized with a white stripe on the chest plate. "Alright troopers, form up on the line!" He barked. The other members of the Storm Wolves formed up shoulder to shoulder into a ridged position. The White Wolf paced up and down the column. "Our target is the EA's supply base in this God forsaken crater. We're to infiltrate it and recover any intel of value and get the hell out." He ranted, "This won't be easy. Hell, Life for us isn't easy."

"With all due respect, Commander. We wouldn't have it any other way. We Wolves kind of make our living off of crazy stunts, sir." Lieutenant Daisuke Sanada, one of the new additions to the team joked. A hand nearly as big as Daisuke's head rested on his shoulder. The young pilot jumped, and in the low gravity environment, he floated across the bay, and nearly slammed into the wall. "Geez dude, give a guy some warning the next time you do that! I nearly had a heart attack!"

He shook a fist at the hand's owner, a literal giant of a man of Hungarian descent. Forty-one year old Jorge Farkas was another late addition to the roster, a veteran of many battlefronts, His cool and relaxed attitude was a welcome addition to the team, "Sorry about that, just keeping you on your toes, kid. The battlefield can be a harsh place." He said in a quiet tone. "But don't worry, my friend and I have your back." He hefted his weapon of choice, an M247H Heavy Machine Gun.

Anthony gave a small nod of approval before clearing his throat, "We're ZAFT's Elite. We are SOIT. We're gonna Jump off this ship straight into the darkest pits of hell itself." he smiled at the next thing coming out of his mouth, "AND HOW ARE WE LEAVING FOR THAT PLACE?!" he shouted to his fellow Soldiers.

"WE GO FEET FIRST, SIR!" They all shouted back, completing the age-old ritual.

The Arctic White Wolf smirked, "Grab your gear, Mid-range to Close Quarter combat with possible Internal defenses. Load up accordingly." Anthony instructed, "Fall out to your positions!" He walked over the weapons rack and grabbed himself an SRS 99D Sniper Rifle and a MA5C Assault Rifle. He also pulled an M6S SOCOM and slid it into the hip holster.

The five minute warning came and the White Wolf ordered the rest of the pack to their pods. Anthony stepped into his pod and strapped up. "Here goes…everything." He keyed the com channel to the Calvin's bridge, "What's the word, Sebastian? You comfy in the big chair?"

"Pff! Not at all! It's too cushy, makes me feel complacent. Rau's addressing the fleet, how we'll bring glory to the PLANTs, he's proud of everyone, yadda yadda yadda, same old bullshit...I could care less what he says. I just wish I was going with you, Anthony. I don't like the idea of staying here while you guys are out there risking your lives. I'm not a rear echelon commander. I need to be in the thick of things."

Anthony chuckled, "Hehe, sometimes I think that Fate and Destiny always wins. Knowing you, you'll snap and launch too. Good thing, I had Duncan pack all your gear. Don't worry pup. Everything will work out. We'll be back before you know it." The White Wolf slid his helmet on his head, and boarded his Single Occupant Exothermic Insertion Vehicle.

Sebastian chuckled, "You're probably right, Anthony. Good luck to you all."

(Skies over Endymion Crater.)

ZAFT's Sixteenth Fleet, under the flag of Commander Rau Le Creuset, made towards the Earth Alliance's Endymion supply base. Sebastian sat uneasily in his command chair. This was going to be the largest fleet action since the Battle over the Sea of Tranquility in May, Sebastian had been given command of Task Force 19, consisting of his own three vessels, and four more. While many would see this assignment as a huge honor, the Storm Wolf loathed every minute of it. All he could be was a witness to the combat below, but he considered himself a loyal soldier so he was forced to fidget impatiently.

"Commence operation! Launch all SOIT squads and mobile suit teams!" Sebastian ordered. "May god be with us all," He whispered to no one in particular. The Storm Wolves's SOEIVs disgorged from the belly of the Calvin and her sister ships. In the meantime the other ships of the fleet were launching SOEIVs and ZGMF-1017 GINNs and ZGMF-515 CGUES. The Earth Forces' TS-MA02 Mobieus mobile armors started flying from the base itself and the incoming Third Orbital Fleet.

"All ships open fire!" Sebastian ordered, and the ZAFT and Earth Alliance vessels starting flinging massive emerald beams at each other, and the yellow streaks of shells fired from railguns lit up the black skies. The Calvin claimed its first victim as a Nelson-class battleship was speared by a shot from the ship's 120cm high energy beam cannons, but one of the Storm Wolf's ships followed it into oblivion from a missile barrage courtesy of a Drake-class frigate's numerous missile launchers.

Sebastian winced as another of his ships became an explosive cloud of fire and debris, "That was way too close! Have my CGUE on alert five. I don't want to sit around here so we can get the ship blown out from underneath us."

"Way ahead of you, Commander! Your machine is prepped and on the catapult." One of his bridge techs reported. "Judging from how things are going, we're going to need it!" Indeed, as the battle continued to rage, with Earth Alliance and ZAFT soldiers alike meeting explosive ends, the battle was turning into a no contest. The Calvin was getting pummeled by Earth Forces vessels.

"We've lost the number two and six engines! Port side beam cannon and both railguns have been destroyed!" One of the bridge officers called out.

"The Locke has been destroyed! Hobbes is listing to port, and its life support is failing rapidly!" another bridge tech with a sizable gash on her head called out frantically. "Commander, we've got an Agamemnon bearing down on us! The ship is opening fire!" the command carrier's twin high-energy cannons lanced out, striking the Calvin broadside.

The bridge fell apart, consoles exploded, the lighting sparked. The Storm Wolf catapulted out of his chair landing face first on the floor. Shaking the cobwebs out of his head, he wiped the blood off his face, undoing the collar of his uniform. The bridge of the Calvin was in shambles, much of the bridge crew dead after the last barrage. Shaking the cobwebs from his head, he turned his attention to the battlenet. Casualties were piling up on both sides and the fighting wasn't letting up one bit.

He turned over to the Earth Alliance channel, and the words of the base commander chilled him to the bone. "Well done, everyone. The space monsters have taken the bait. The Cyclops will cleanse their abomination from this world. All hands evacuate. For the preservation of our blue and pure world!"

"Fuck! It's a trap!" Sebastian's horror intensified when he remembered where his best friend and team had just dropped in to, they would be at ground zero of whatever horrors left by the Earth Forces, "Anthony! I've got to warn them!" The Storm Wolf grunted in pain, pulling himself over to the communications board, he keyed in the frequency the rest of the team were using.

"Alright, this is Storm Wolf Two, we've all landed! Storm Wolves form up on my position. We're going to our infiltration point at the east maintenance entrance, stack up and get ready to move out!"

"NO!" the Storm Wolf yelled in anger, slamming his fist against the console. "Storm Wolf to White Wolf please acknowledge!" All he got was static. "FUCK! I've gotta get down there! I'm not losing any more of the people I care about, fuck Rau and his orders!"

He ran to the locker room, frantically changing into his green flightsuit and slamming the white wolf shaped helmet on his head. He hopped into the cockpit of his custom painted, white and forest green CGUE. Not bothering with the catapult, he grabbed a Heavy Ion cannon, blasting his way through the hull. Tossing the massive weapon aside. He nearly drove the accelerator through the floor, screaming down towards the moon's surface.

(Endymion Crater)

A TS-MA2 Moebius Mobile Armor exploded into a fireball, courtesy of a spray of 27mm shells from the rifle of a steel gray ZGMF-1017M GINN High Maneuver Type trimmed in blood red. "hahaha! Like shooting fish in a barrel!" Zavier Yukari, the Blood Fox of Yggdrasil cackled. "It doesn't get any better than this, eh Kyle?"

"Yeah…whatever you say," Commander Kyle Evans, the Grimaldi Hyena replied. There's no challenge in fighting the Earth Forces anymore, the only real opponent I have is Connor, but it's not like the two of us can go all out on the battlefield against each other, we're still both on the same side. Kyle had come from a humble background, joining the military to help support his family's auto mechanic business, making sure three-quarters of his paycheck went back to his father and his little sisters.

It wasn't that he hated Sebastian Connor but it riled him to no end that the Storm Wolf managed to grab the attention of no one less than the daughter of the Supreme Chairman, Lacus Clyne herself. Like so many others in the PLANTs, Kyle had become a fast fan of her music, even developing some true feelings for her, but he would always be second next to the sword wielding pilot.

"It sounds like the battle's reaching a pitch, we should get out of here, Zavier. I don't like how this battlefield is shaping out." Kyle said, an uneasy feeling forming in his stomach.

"Aw come, Kyle! You know how I get when I don't get my kill on! I'm just getting warmed up! I want the Earth Alliance to know that I mean business today!" the Blood Fox whined. He raised his rifle to bring down a Mobieus Zero but it suddenly erupted into a fiery blaze. "Hey! Who stole my kill?" Both pilots looked upwards to see a white and green CGUE hurtling towards them with a murderous intent. "Connor? What the hell is his damage?" Zavier felt a small twinge of fear at the incoming machine.

Sebastian's eyes were ablaze with fury and anger, and then he saw the machines of the last two people in the world he wanted to deal with, "Oh great, those two!" He snarled, before his face turned into a sinister smirk. "Well, perhaps THEY know where my team is!" the Storm Wolf stopped in front of him, speaking in the most frigid tone he could manage. "Tell me right now what sector Anthony and the others were assigned to, or I'll kill you both myself, and I WILL do it!" Sebastian raised his rifle for emphasis.

Zavier forgot his earlier fear, and gave his usual smartass reply, "Why do you want to know?" He sneered, "You shouldn't even be here right now! You were supposed to remain with the fleet! When this is over, I'll report you straight to Commander Le Creuset, and you'll be in a whole mess of trouble!"

Kyle immediately stepped in, not liking how the end of the Storm Wolf's gun was gleaming, "Whoa! Take a deep breath before you do something you regret, Connor! They're in Sector E-057! What's going on, here? This isn't you at all! Lacus would never want to see you this way!"

"At this point I could really care less about what Lacus thinks about my actions! This whole thing was a set up! The Earth Forces booby trapped the base, and Anthony and the others are RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF IT and I am NOT letting them die! I've lost too much as is!" Sebastian's voice rose with each word, and Kyle's stomach leapt into his throat. Zavier just gave a harsh, snorting laugh.

"Pah! Who cares about them? They knew the risks of this business. If they walked into a trap it's they're own damn fault! And who really cares about a bunch of mangy wolves anyway? Nothing but Natural-loving trash! They were already an endangered species, might as well let nature finish the job it started!" Zavier started laughing. A spray of 76mm bullets ripped through his mobile suit. "KYYYYLLEEEEEE!" Zavier screamed as his GINN exploded.

Sebastian had to blink to make sure his eyes weren't failing him. Kyle had just wasted his own teammate, the MMI-M7S machine gun still raised. "I suggest we get moving if we're going to save your teammates…Sebastian. I may not have a lot of love for you, but Zavier was wrong. Your guys are still soldiers of ZAFT and they're just as much my comrades as they're yours, they don't deserve to die."

"Fine then, Let's go!" The two CGUEs rocketed towards the lunar surface. They found the team's landing site. Thirteen Single Occupant Exothermic Insertion Vehicles scattered about on the ground near an open access hatch. "Damn it, they're already inside! Storm Wolf Actual to White Wolf Actual, respond now!" Sebastian got a reply but not from the people he expected, a squad of eight Mobieuses swooped in on the Wolf and Hyena.

"You try and find your teammates! I'll deal with these guys!" Kyle said, rocketing into the sky. "Come on you shitbags! I'll take you all on!" Kyle's slammed in the last magazine of ammo he had into his machine gun, and started opening fire with the shield gatling. The seconds were ticking down, and the Grimaldi Hyena was going for broke.

Sebastian's CGUE made another round of his team's landing zone. His voice growing more and more panicked with each frantic call, "STORM WOLF TO WHITE WOLF, RESPOND NOW! DAMN IT, ANTHONY PICK THE FUCK UP!"

"Pup, what's wrong? Calm down! We're all fine!" Anthony finally replied. "Something weird's going on, the entire base is deserted, We haven't encountered any resistance!"

"SHUT UP AND LISTEN TO ME! YOU HAVE TO GET OUT OF THERE NOW! THE EARTH FORCES LEFT A TRAP! THE WHOLE PLACE IS GONNA BLOW!" Sebastian's voice was raw.

"OH SHIT! PEOPLE WE ARE LEAVING! FALL BACK FOR EXTRACTION, TRIPLE TIME!" Anthony yelled.

"A trap? We walked into a trap?" Daisuke moaned, "The recruiter didn't mention anything about traps when I signed up for this outfit! I want my money back! I guess they were right when they said 'Military Intelligence' was an oxymoron!"

"We're making our way back to the entry point now, Pup! It won't be much longer! Can you give us a pick up?" Anthony said.

"You got it!" Sebastian said, angling his CGUE straight for the hatch. "Kyle, where are you at?"

"A little busy right now!" He replied, burying his heavy sword into one of the mobile armors, and shredded a second with his shield Gatling. Three of the Mobieuses ganged up, and let loose all their missiles and starting opening fire with their linear cannons and 40mm vulcans. The missiles blew off the CGUE's head and arm, taking the shield Gatling with it. A linear round ripped through the engines, sending Kyle dropping like a brick to the lunar floor. "I'm down! I'll hook up with the rest of your squad!"

"Come on you guys, hurry up! I don't know what the Earth Forces left behind it could go off any…" Sebastian didn't get a chance to finish, as the whole base went up. The screams of all those caught in the blast wave of the nightmarish weapon later given the name of the Cyclops filled Sebastian's ears, including the voices of his fellow packmates.

"WHAT IS THIS?" Gabrielle DuMarchais "COMMANDER CONNOR! AAAAHHHHHH!" Her scream cut off by a burst of static. Sebastian saw what looked like an expanding crackling dome rushing towards him, GINNs, CGUEs, Mobieuses, and Zeros alike were being destroyed. He struggled to get his CGUE away, but it was not enough.

"Sorry Pup! Looks like this is the end of the line…" Anthony's voice was calm, he'd fully accepted his death. The Storm Wolf of Jachin Due roared in animalistic rage as a brilliant white light overtook him. Then the white light turned to blood red, and a strange bird like sigil appeared before blessed unconsciousness overtook him. Official reports would label the Storm Wolves and Grimaldi Hyena as Killed in Action, but new heroes would arise to defend the Cosmic Era, and the Song of the Storm Wolf's second verse would start in a new world.

(Location Unknown)

"Hmm, they have promise indeed." The observer remarked.

"It sounds like you've made your choice then." Her companion spoke. "Any reason in particular?"

"I like the sound of their name. It's catchy. A pity they ended up in that trap in the end. But their world's loss is my gain. I must say I'm curious to see how events play out with these new pieces on the table. I hope Chuckie and Gil are ready to lose."

The image then changed to an image of Sebastian's CGUE hurtling through the atmosphere, crashing into the ground, tearing up a massive trench in the ground before coming to a stop along a long stretch of road as a convoy of vehicles stopped near the crashed mobile suit.

A young woman with long pink hair, also wearing a very fancy looking pink gown climbed out of the back seat of the limousine, bearing a pair of flags with a red cross set on a royal blue field, and a coat of arms bearing a lion and a serpent.

She ran toward the machine, followed by a woman the same age wearing a revealing blue gown, followed by a small contingent of guards. The observer chuckled. "And so the curtain rises…"