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The Jellyfish seemed to glow brightly, as the massive, wolf like force tore thought its content regulators, the fish suddenly glowing before it emitted large amounts of plasma, the hot gas traveling like waves through the air, vaporizing small buildings, and trees in an instant. As the Super Robot looked onwards, Gai inside feeling the power via the robots sensors, it was like standing near an open spit, and the jellyfish was the main course. With that, it exploded, as all angels did, spreading its power far and wide, the cross like explosion traveling to a decent three hundred feet.

This time around, a bright, hot pink colored robot flew at the broken machines, the pilot peppy as she used her laser coms, hoping to be understood by the Armored Machine pilots, her voice full of energy, as she said. "Shigure, I'm from the West Branch, in fact, we are all from USA Division Tac 0, based on the USS Nemo. Pilots of the armored vessels, don't worry, we shall meet with your shortly, so do not fret. Unknown PT Pilot, just hang on, and I'll get us back to the ship, safe and sound!" She seemed to be happy, for a First Lieutant in the UN Forces, the woman focused on getting her troopers re-united.

"Well yeah, I mean, I am sexy like the man," The joke went over cold, as Quatro went on. "But, we shall have to fake the show. Our spy on the ground has set up a division of Valkyries with fake weapons, lasers that will simulate damage. If this all goes well, no one will be hurt, ego aside, so shall we dance?"


Tanzer, I'll land you here, and nice moves. One day you must teach me how to be as hotblooded as you can be. I swear, I will have to put in an order for some Mazinger parts, the machine seems as though as those Supers!" The comment aside, The R-Blade landed Tanzer's machine on the repair wing, as the R-Blade landed down, both machines seeming to be in need of a good working , and renovation.


The True One has been planted
Tell him to use Operation SRX Now
No. The time is not Right. They have not been examined for their power
Weapons aside, lets go for it
No. We wait.
Yes, Master Truth.

The Rouge force, mostly old, off model Zeon machines, more like large, humanoid troopers, including the lead one, a custom Gouf, appeared to be attacking a support craft, one of the many hovering craft that supported the massive Space Noah class of battleships. "Small fig... our man forces are repairing and re-supplying. Your mission is to help us, Those Mobile Suits have better strength than you, but your small size will help. Down 20 Mobile suits in 10 minuets, thats all our shileds can chan.. The Com antenna blew out, as the Gouf's Heat Hawk threatened the frigate.

To support the fighter, several odd looking machines were near the VF. One appeared to be almost human sized, a dramatically customized energy beam rifle in its hand, and its blue and white paint scheme resembled the Gundam. The pilot inside simply said. "Officer, my team will support you. I have the three armors here, so don't worry too much."

The other power armor was darker, a black shade with what appeared to be a cape on its back, as the head, a customized Gundam model, resembling the alleged "Deathsycthe" model, had its day. "I am Fate... I will be your wing guard, American pilot..." She held her Baradiche in the machines hands, the powered armor defending against a Zeon machine, the angular weapon hacking into the hydraulics of the robot.

The Third machine was more of an older model, having no apparent weapons besides a staff, but this pilot seemed to deftly evade the odd mobile suits. "We are here, because the Japan team asked us to test out these weapons, but could you cover me..." Her voice was filled with a quite passion, as the battles reigned on in the skies above.

"SERO! SERO!" Ander felt his thoughts as he faded away, the portal into the mysterious realm of the unknown, the place where what appeared to be a diverse group of men. Somehow, she was with him, floating over Sero, yet she could not see him. "Is this.. the power that they meant... but I can't be the one, I just can't be!" She stopped for a moment, floating with Sero, as the scene became focused, clearer. On the outside, Ander's VF-22 had landed nearby, the two machines alone in the ruined battle-city of Tokyo 3. It would take minuets for the rest of the JDSF to arrive, the dedicated carriers moving the damaged Evangelion, while the teams focused now, the Yuusha leading the revovery efforts

***

"Well pilot, could you cover us, our devices are all active and ready to go. Raging Heart?
[Yes my Master] "Axel Shoot" The AI's tone was clear, as a sudden pattern, resembling a triangle within a triangle, formed, the circles at the edges rounding off as some sort of symbols gathered around the magical arc, forming the source of her power. "SHOOOT".

A blast, of beam energy, rivaling the output of a Gundam fired at the first Zaku, the pilot incinerated by the sheer power of the magical armor. "Don't mess with the Earth, spacers" Nanoha managed to say, before a large, axe like weapon came down at her, the hawk threating to slash her in two.

"Zamber Form" With that, the sychte converted itself to the massive broadsword, the Zienhander weapon unweidly even for her. With one false swing, she parried the mobile suit, but the new pilot had to keep the fight away from the limping transport.

Mala smiled, and said Zypher, I am pleased to tell you that for a human, you are doing much better than you should. Your unit is in bad shape, but we should have it up and running in no time, after all, we are the finest at repairs, and Haro will have your robot up and running in no time!” She smiled and bowed to him, waiting for his reaction as she checked the ship. Everything seemed to be running at tip top shape.

Quattro walked into the room now, wondering why he had been paged. Perhaps it was about his experiences in the One Year War? What if it was about the Zeon, and was it a trap for him. However, the former Red Comet, now piloting for this aspect of the federation, in a way, found it refreshing to talk to a Federation pilot, someone who knew him from the other side... He could talk about the true Zeon, and not the corruption of the Zabi clan

Ander walked in, simply saying, “Sero, are you ok, the doctors tried to keep us apart, but I rushed them, are you ok, can you walk, did they hurt you? I heard you say something about higher powers before you fell unconscious….

I am the commander, I am Ryand. Ryand-Smith of the Federation test corps, removed from the TITANS, thank god. Thanks for the help against that Big Zam, it really made the difference, and at least we know that they have the I field tech... before I bore you with technobabble, can I see your face pilot, I want to know who we are working with..

***

The Red Comet simply nodded, saying "Good, you must know about the DC ace group. We have several ships that are going to capture one of those alien ships. In fact, I was going to see if you were willing, but the worst problem will be escaping the feds. Shut down the alert grid, and get to your machine, and we will meet in space. Zeon has an interest in any aliens in space who want this "Macross" ship...

***

Zypher, I am confirmed 100% Real, and I am operating at my best work. Why did you say I wasn't real?" She smiled, and tapped Zypher. "Is this a new game, Zypher-kun?" She offered him a glass of orange juice, looking up for a moment, before assuming her smile.

***

That hat is on my shelf, next to my grimore, Sero... now just be quiet and let me heal you..." She placed out a spellbook, the dark pages lighting up as she gathered the mana from the air and plants, letting it flow through the room, the spell pattern appearing below the two. "Please, remember this Sero.. our first meeting, all before this started, all of this.....

"Good to hear Cypher. Apparently, we have a problem. We need to get back to base ASAP. Its under attack by... drones, and the Nemo is in danger. Shall we launch?" His tone was not suggesting, as he forced the R-Blade into the air, the damaged mecha launching into the sky::