Eternal Flame

Disclaimer: I don\'t own the G Boys, I just borrow them from time to time and return them a whole lot happier ne? :) I do however own Shane, Paul, Colin, Mickey, Benny, Toby, Fayah and any other unfamiliar characters that crop up. I also own the plot if you can call it that.

Rating: NC 17

Warnings: Sap, angst, OC, Lemon, Lime, abuse, violence, language.

Pairings: 1x2x1, 3x4x3, 5xS, OC x OC and maybe some more... check each part to be sure ;)

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Status: Work in progress.

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Author: ShenLong

Authors notes: *sigh* Well here I am again caving into pressure. I know it has taken a while to get to this and for that I apologize but I could not come up with a plot I deemed worthy enough.... until now. This is yet another sequel... this time to United Hearts. I did promise I would write the wedding for you all and I intend to do that. For those that haven\'t read United or Lost Souls I recommend that you do, otherwise this sequel will not make much sense. All of your favorite characters are back and up to as much mischief as possible.
This is set fourteen months after the end of United and all the children are older now. The Gundam Pilots are all 20yrs, Shane and Fayah are 16, Paul is 15, Colin is 14, Mickey is 12, Benny is 10 1/2 and not forgetting that little rascal Toby who is 10.
Thank you to all those who supported me through the writing of United, I hope you enjoy this just as much.

\"Eternal Flame\"

April 2003 ShenLong


Chapter 32

\"Heero! Fucking bastard, yer answer me, ya hear?!\" Duo screamed down his com link. The link just crackled with static. \"What the fuck are yer doing? Get yer asses outta there now!\"

Puff and Reaper were poised near the rebel ships and had a clear view of the satellite and the silver shuttle that was almost ready to dock with the mother ship. Duo could clearly see the Alpha still docked and the fuzzy connection of his com unit didn\'t help him remain calm in any way.

\"Answer me, Heero. Don\'t yer go gettin yerself blown up on me, yer owe me, Heero, ya hear me? Yer owe me yer son of a bitch!\"

\"Maxwell, shut up!\" Wufei\'s voice was annoyed but also held an edge of concern to it.

\"It\'s okay fer yer ta talk, Chang. It\'s not yer lover in there,\" Duo responded, a choke in his voice.

\"Barton is also in there.\"

\"Oh, fuck.\" Duo had momentarily forgotten that Trowa was also in the satellite. \"Control, this is 02. Any word from the Alpha?\"

\"02 this is Control. No, we have lost contact with 01 and 03 at present. We are assuming they are attempting to leave the satellite and communication will be restored shortly.\" Howard\'s voice was tight.

\"Bullshit!\" Duo muttered under his breath. \"I\'m going ta blow these fuckers out of the sky...\"

\"02, await orders before engaging enemy. Do not, repeat, do not engage just yet!\" Wufei yelled down his com link.

\"What the fuck am I supposed ta do? Sit here and twiddle my thumbs while my lover gets killed and these bastards get away with it?\"

\"Duo, my lover is in there too. We cannot allow our emotions and personal attachments get in the way of the mission.\" Quatre\'s voice came down the com link, the strain was evident.

Duo gave a sigh and hung his head. \"Yeah, I know, Q-man. I\'m sorry. I fergot we\'re all just fucking soldiers in this shit hole.\"

\"Control, this is 05. We are on standby awaiting orders to take out the enemy.\"

\"Roger, 05. Stand by.\"

The small silver shuttle had reached the mother ship and disappeared inside the belly of the craft. Duo and Wufei waited patiently, fingers itching on the controls as the order they so desperately wanted wasn\'t forthcoming. The Alpha was still docked and no sign of leaving. Then the com link crackled.

~ * ~

Heero and Trowa made it down the small corridor and back to the Alpha, Trowa slamming his fist against the door release and dragging Heero through with him. The door closed behind them and the shuttle\'s hatchway opened to allow them entry. They stumbled inside.

\"Status!\" barked Trowa as he dragged Heero towards the cockpit.

\"Bullet graze to the thigh but functional,\" came the curt reply.

\"Good. Get strapped in, we\'re getting away from this hunk of tin before Grant gets a shot at it.\" Trowa dived into his co-pilot’s seat and buckled up his harness, watching out of the corner of his eye as Heero did the same.

\"Firing engines,\" stated Heero as he flipped the switch.

\"Roger.\"

\"Engines on. Prepare to disengage docking clamps.\"

\"Ready to disengage.\"

\"Disengage now.\"

Trowa pushed the appropriate buttons and the shuttle gave a small lurch before a loud clang was heard. \"What the fuck?\"

Heero turned to his co-pilot. \"What happened?\"

\"Not sure.\" Trowa flicked the switches again. There was a groaning noise as the Alpha tried to pull away but went nowhere. \"Fuck and damn!\" Trowa swore as he hit the console with his fist. \"The docking mechanism has seized. It won\'t release us.\"

\"Shit!\" Heero looked around wildly. He could see the silver shuttle of Grant about half way back to the mother ship. \"Fuck! We will have to release it manually.\"

Trowa quirked a visible eyebrow but began to unbuckle his harness, only to be stopped by Heero. \"What?\"

\"I\'ll go. No offense, Trowa, but this is going to need brute strength as well and I\'m a bit stronger than you.\"

Trowa nodded. \"Okay, but you will need to get into another suit, that one has a hole in it.\"

Heero quickly departed to the rear of the shuttle and changed suits in record time. He ignored the blood running down his leg from where the bullet had connected with his thigh; he could take care of that later.

Finally with the new suit on he headed for the hatchway, slipping through the first one and waiting for the pressure to equalize before hitting the outer hatch door and stepping outside into space. He\'d exited the shuttle on the opposite side to the dock hold and securing his life line to the small hook, he scrambled quickly over the top of the shuttle to where the mechanism held the little shuttle in place. His eyes scanned over the mechanics and noticed the problem immediately. The cable that pulled the arm clamps free had jammed in one of the teeth. Positioning himself so he wouldn\'t float away he jammed himself against the pulley and tried to pull the cable free. No luck. \"Shit!\' he muttered to himself. He quickly patted along the suit\'s outer pockets. He knew that Howard kept the suit\'s outer pockets filled with the usual basic tools that may be needed to complete minor repairs to the outside of the shuttle and prayed there would be something there he could use, if not...

He felt something in one pocket and opened it up. A feral grin lit his face as he recognized the small explosive device. \"Good, I should be able to do something with this,\" he said to no one in particular. He\'d done his own fair share of explosive setting during the war and learnt even more from the undisputed expert in the field... Duo. With the thought of his lover in his mind, Heero quickly set about looking for the best place to set the small charge. He had to get this right, set it so that the arm would release the shuttle without doing any damage to the craft and they could get the hell out of there. He had no doubts that his lover would be frantic by now, seeing the Alpha still docked and the other shuttle almost home. Shit, would he be in for an ear bashing later. That\'s providing he could release the docking clamp.

Pushing all negative thoughts to the rear of his mind, he quickly placed the small amount of explosive on the cable arm. If he could blow that then although the clamp would still be connected to the Alpha, it would no longer hold them to the satellite. He shoved the tiny detonator in and scrambled back out of the way. Speaking quickly down his com unit, he informed Trowa of the status.

\"Be careful, Heero. Get right out of the way, you hear? I don\'t need Duo on my case for losing you in space.\"

Heero smiled a little. \"I\'m all clear of it. Setting off detonator now.\" Heero pushed the small button on the detonation device and waited. There was a small flash and then the shuttle lurched underneath him, leaning drunkenly to one side and sending Heero spiraling off into the blackness of space. \"Fuck!\"

\"Heero! Shit, Heero. Can you hear me? Are you all right, did it work? Dammit, Heero! Answer me!\"

Fortunately for Heero, the life line pulled taut and brought his spiraling to an abrupt halt. Thank god, he\'d clipped it on to the shuttle, if he hadn\'t... Heero shuddered at the thought of floating off endlessly into space. Hand over hand, he pulled himself back to the shuttle. His com unit had been knocked out when he\'d taken the unplanned toss into space, his helmet having knocked against the hull of the Alpha and breaking the small aerial. He managed to get himself back to the shuttle hatch and punched the release button. The door opened and he unclipped his life line and dived inside, slamming the button to close the door as he did so. The pressure quickly leveled and he entered the shuttle\'s innards, racing as fast as he could to the cockpit.

\"Fuck, Heero. What the hell happened?\"

\"Tell you later; get this thing out of here,\" Heero replied as he dived into his seat and yanked his harness on.

Trowa needed no repeat of the words. He pushed the shuttle\'s engines to full throttle and the small craft responded, even if it did lunge and roll a little. There was a moment of tension as the craft struggled against the couple of remaining cable threads that hadn\'t completely severed in the explosion but they had been weakened enough that a couple more lunges from the Alpha and they snapped. The craft leapt forward, taking all of Trowa\'s skill to prevent it from going into a death spin and swayed drunkenly before shooting out into the vastness of space; and not a moment too soon.

~ * ~

Grant brought the shuttle to a halt and released his harness. He stormed out of the craft, furious that his plan had gone wrong. Not only had he lost one of his good hench men but he had nothing to show for it either. The bastard had gotten away from him. But not for long. He fidgeted impatiently as he made his way to the bridge. He would still have his pay back. The door swooshed open and he shot into the control room barking orders as he headed for his chair.

\"Prepare the bow cannon to fire, release the dolls from the carrier and fetch me Martins! NOW!\"

The people on the bridge scurried around like rats almost knocking each other over in their haste to obey orders. Two guards disappeared to fetch Bob Martins while a technician scrambled to the com unit to notify the carrier to prep the dolls and release them, awaiting further instructions. Another technician began the sequence to arm the beam cannon.

\"Cannon will be ready in thirty seconds, sir!\"

\"Good.\"

\"Target, sir?\"

Grant shifted in his seat. \"The satellite. Set the coordinates for the left underside, that\'s where the fuel cells are located.\"

\"Roger.\" The technician began to feed the information into the beam cannon\'s computer.

\"I\'ll have you yet, you little bastard. I\'ll teach you to fuck around with Roland Grant. I\'ll take you out first and then the Sanc Kingdom. The UES and the Preventer Organization will be next, then the citizens of the earth and colonies will look to me as their new leader.\" The madness showed through in Grant\'s eyes as he was consumed by his hatred.

\"Cannon ready to fire, sir.\"

\"Then fire it, man, shoot the damn thing out of the universe and that little prick with it,\" Grant snapped.

\"Yes, sir!\" The technician turned back to his console and pressed the button.

Bob Martins entered the bridge just as the beam shot forth, his eyes widened in horror as the satellite on the screen lit up in a bright orange and yellow ball of fire, imploding and then shooting the debris and fire outwards.

The mother ship shook violently with the shock wave but didn\'t sustain any damage, the fire from the satellite was quickly extinguished as there was no oxygen to fuel its greed.

\"That will teach that bastard to fuck with me,\" Grant growled.

~ * ~

Duo and Wufei sat in their cloaked Gundams and watched in horror as the beam cannon on the mother ship prepared to fire. The com link suddenly crackled and a partially garbled message came through.

\"Unable... cable jam.... Heero trying....\"

\"Alpha, this is control, do you read me? Trowa, Heero, get out of there now! The mother ship is preparing to fire on the satellite.\"

There was another burst of static down the link. \"Con... deton... attach....\"

\"Fer fuck\'s sake, Heero, get yer ass outta there now or Shinigami will be majorly pissed at ya!\" Duo screamed down the link.

The cannon glowed.

\"Yer hear me, guys? Get outta there now!\"

The cannon fired.

\"HEERO!\" Duo screamed down the link.

\"TROWA!\" Quatre\'s voice rang out.

\"Shit!\" muttered Howard and quickly scanned the radar. \"Jeffries, open cargo bay doors one and two.\"

Jeffries looked up, confused.

\"NOW! Dammit, open the doors,\" Howard yelled as he shot across the bridge to the main control panel and took over the command of the Zodiac. He hit the throttle sending the ship lurching forwards towards the satellite that had just been hit by the beam cannon. He\'d seen the small blip on the radar and knew that the Alpha had managed to break free from the docking station but given the size of the satellite and the impending explosion the small Alpha wouldn\'t stand a chance in hell of surviving the shock wave. The only thing he could do was try to get the Zodiac as close as possible to the small craft and hope to god the Alpha could get inside the cargo bay doors before the full force of the shock wave hit. It was going to be a close thing.

Howard hit the de-cloaking device and immediately the Zodiac shimmered and melted back into visibility. Unfortunately he had to expose the Zodiac in order for the Alpha to return, he didn\'t have time to give the pilots the coordinates and wasn\'t sure if the com link was working properly for them to get through anyway. Far better to risk being seen than lose two good men.

\"What the fuck?\" Duo said over his com link.

\"Howard is de-cloaking,\" Wufei replied and checked his radar. \"Maxwell, check your radar,\" Wufei said, the excitement in his voice. \"The Alpha...\"

Duo checked the radar and then with his heart in his mouth brought up the visual. Tears sprang to his eyes as he saw the little shuttle tearing away from the exploding satellite. \"Oh fuck, Heero.\"

Wufei and Duo sat in their Gundams, still invisible as they watched the drama unfold before them. There was nothing they could do to help in any way. It was the longest, agonizing few seconds of Duo\'s life. The small shuttle was gamely trying to out run the shock wave that was equally as determined to catch them. The huge Zodiac bore down on the Alpha, like a mother protecting her young, two sets of cargo bay doors opening as she swung towards the game little shuttle, turning slightly to give the Alpha the best possible chance of making it into the hold.

Trowa hung onto the joy stick, a grim expression on his face as he wrestled with the screaming shuttle. Alarm bells were ringing constantly, almost deafening as the shuttle voiced its protest. Heero had the engines jammed on full throttle, sweat beading on his brow as he fought alongside Trowa to keep the little craft together long enough to get to safety.

\"Look!\" Trowa stated and Heero\'s eyes turned to stare as the Zodiac shimmered and came into vision.

\"Aim for the cargo doors,\" Heero yelled above the roar of alarms, and then more quietly muttered, \"Bless you, Howard, keep your fingers crossed for us.\"

Trowa did his best to guide the bucking Alpha towards the fast approaching Zodiac; he could feel the shock wave on their tail and knew it was only a matter of seconds before the wave would hit them. He gritted his teeth and winced as the shuttle jerked, pulling the muscles in his shoulder as he fought back his control.

Heero was also feeling the desperation and scanned the console before him. There had to be a way to get a fraction more speed out of the craft, there had to be! His eyes fell on the boost system and without further though he hit the switch, warning Trowa at the same time. \"I\'m going to hit the boost system so hold on as she\'s going to buck hard!\"

Trowa nodded and despite the pain in his shoulder he tightened his grip on the joy stick. The boosters kicked in and the shuttle ground out an ear splitting complaint but lurched forwards none the less, not used to the overload of power. The boosters were usually only used to assist in the firing of the engines when the shuttle had been dormant for some time, sort of like a choke system on the cars of old, thought Heero. It was the only thing he could think of for the moment to give them that extra couple of seconds they needed to get to the safe haven of the Zodiac.

The engines of the Alpha surged with the sudden influx of fuel, pushing the craft beyond its capabilities. The turbines whined in protest, the speed they were turning at far more than they had been designed for. It was too much for the engines to handle and the parts began to melt down with the stress. The port engine screamed a last objection before completely dying, exploding in a ball of flame. Not to be outdone, the starboard engine also burst into flame, parts of the turbine shearing off and spinning into space, but despite the engines failure the boost had been enough. With the shock wave licking at their tail the Alpha reached the cargo bay doors marked one just as the shock wave hit.

\"Close bay doors!\" screamed Howard. He watched as the shuttle made a last ditch effort to gain a precious second or two; saw the sudden leap forward and subsequent cost to the shuttle for the jump and knew it was going to be a close call. If he started to close the bay doors now the shuttle should still make it inside and the doors would be nearly shut when the shock wave hit. Howard could only pray that the Zodiac could take the beating it was about to receive.

The Alpha shot inside the closing doors as the wave hit the Zodiac. They were going too fast and all systems had gone off line with the destruction of the engines. \"Brace for impact!\" yelled Heero and quickly folded his arms across his head. Trowa did the same, letting go of the joy stick that wasn\'t much good to him anyway.

The Alpha hit the floor of the bay; sparks flew from the metal to metal contact as the shuttle slid crazily along the floor. A large safety net was deployed and wrapped itself firmly around the craft, slowing it down a little so that the impact with the end of the bay wasn\'t as hard as it could have been. Even so the right wing snapped off and the nose pushed almost completely through the metal wall separating the one bay from the next.

The doors were almost completely closed when the shock wave hit. The Zodiac was thrown abruptly to the side, unfortunately she hadn\'t been able to meet the wave either nose on or tail on which would have been better as far as stability went. The wave caught the left wing and pushed it upwards trying to flip the large craft over. Inside the ship the Sweepers, Howard and Quatre hung on for dear life as the Zodiac was tossed around like a cork in the ocean. Warning bells began to ring, the lighting flickered on and off whilst the console screens all went dead and then kicked back into life. The large ship pitched and rolled, the stabilizers fought to maintain the ship and managed to keep it from completely flipping over. As the wave passed over so she swayed and groaned and then came to rest, level once more.

\"Status!\" Howard barked as he picked himself up from the floor and began a systems check of the Zodiac.

The various Sweepers picked themselves up and assessed the damage; minor cuts and bruises, one broken arm and a concussion were the order for the crew. Quatre hauled himself up and staggered across to the communications console, flopping into the seat and opening the line up. \"Alpha, this is control. Report!\"

Howard glanced up at Quatre and reached into his pocket pulling out a large handkerchief. He passed it to the blonde who looked quizzically at him. \"Your head,\" Howard said and nodded before turning back to the systems check.

Quatre reached up and touched his head. His fingers came away sticky and red. \"Shit!\" Quickly he pressed the wadded up cloth against his right temple to staunch the flow before turning back to the com unit. \"Alpha, this is control. Repeat, report!\"

There was a crackling on the line and then; \"Control, this is Williams in cargo bay one. Alpha has landed. Umm, Howard, you don\'t want to know the damage. Cutting open hatch as we speak. Condition of pilots unknown at this stage. Will report as soon as we have news.\"

\"Roger that, Williams.\" Quatre slumped in his seat for a moment; a sweeper came up behind him and gently removed the wadded handkerchief.

\"That\'s a nasty cut there, sir. Needs to be stitched.\"

\"Can\'t do that at the moment,\" replied Quatre as he leaned forwards to the com unit again. He paused to wipe the blood from his eye.

\"Just a moment, sir. I\'ll fix it temporarily.\" The sweeper placed a thick piece of gauze over the cut and quickly bandaged it. \"There. That should hold until we can stitch it properly for you.\"

\"Thank you,\" replied Quatre. \"Howard, what\'s happening outside?\"

Howard grunted. \"It ain\'t over yet. Grant\'s ship is aware of our presence; they\'re turning and moving towards us. Looks like the doors are opening on the rear ship. Fuck!\"

\"What, Howard?\"

\"They\'re deploying the dolls. We have to get the Gundams attacking now; the Zodiac doesn\'t have any weapons or shields that can withstand that kind of firepower and the cloaking device isn\'t working.\"

\"Reaper, Puff, this is control. Do you copy?\"

\"Reaper here. Did the Alpha get to yer okay? Are Heero and Trowa all right? Did yer suffer any damage?\" Duo\'s voice was thick with concern, agitation clearly evident.

\"Status of 01 and 03 unclear at this point. Alpha made it home with major damage. Zodiac is operational but the cloaking device is malfunctioning. Did you guys managed to get through the shock wave okay?\"

\"Yeah. It got a little rough fer a moment or two but Reaper is fine and ready ta rumble.\"

\"The Dragon and I are also fully operational.\" Wufei\'s calm voice came down the com link.

\"Dragon?\" Quatre cocked an eyebrow and winced at the pain from his cut. He really didn\'t have time to ponder the name change right now though. \"Non friendlies are aware of our presence and deploying Mobile Dolls. You are given the all clear to take out the weapons on the ships and destroy the dolls. Do not destroy the ships, we want the offenders alive.\"

\"Roger that, Control. Maxwell, let\'s go get our justice.\" Wufei\'s voice was calm but both Duo and Quatre could hear the underlying rage.

Duo whooped down the com link. \"About fucking time! Look out, yer assholes, Shinigami is comin out ta play!\" Duo hit the thrusters and Reaper responded, gliding unnoticed through the void towards the second ship whose belly was opening up to allow the dolls to exit.

Wufei had a glint in his eye as he fired off Puff\'s thrusters and went in pursuit of the mother ship. Pay back was going to be so sweet.

~ * ~

The hatch gave a small shudder and then collapsed inwards, immediately Williams was inside the still smoking Alpha. The automatic foam sprinklers had come on as soon as the bay doors had closed, dousing the flames on the Alpha\'s engines before they could take hold and do any further damage to either itself or the Zodiac. Unfortunately the heat from the engines had partially melted the hatch and so it had to be cut open. \"You guys okay?\" Williams shouted as he scrambled towards the cockpit.

\"Hai. We\'ll live,\" replied Heero in his usual monotone. \"Need a hand though to get out.\"

Williams approached the cockpit to see that both pilots were trapped. The console having crumpled with the impact and trapping them both by their legs. \"Status?\" he asked as he motioned for the otsweesweeper to pass him the \'jaws\'. [1]

\"Mainly minor cuts and bruises to myself. 03 suffered a blow to the head and momentarily lost consciousness. Possible concussion.\"

\"Bullshit, Heero,\" came Trowa\'s quiet reply. \"I hit my head and have a bit of a headache but I\'m fully operational.\" He failed to mention that his right knee was on fire and his shoulders felt like they had been through the meat grinder.

\"Hang on a sec, guys. I\'ll have you out of there in a jiffy.\" Williams bent to his task; the \'jaws\' cutting through the metal like it was butter. As the console gave up its fight so Heero and Trowa were freed and pulled from the wreckage.

\"Situation?\" Heero asked as he and Trowa limped from the craft and into the cargo bay.

\"Not sure. Here, Howard will fill you in.\" Williams passed over his com unit.

\"Control, this is 01. What\'s the current status?\"

\"Heero! You okay? What about Trowa?\" Quatre\'s voice sounded relieved.

\"01 and 03 are..…\" Heero turned and looked at Trowa who shrugged his shoulders, winced and nodded affirmative. \"We\'re okay. What\'s the next move?\"

\"We do what I suggested in the first place, Heero. Shoot the bastards out of the universe,\" Howard\'s voice chuckled. \"Reaper and Puff are already locked on target to take out the main ship’s fire power but the dolls are being deployed and I don\'t know if they\'re going to be able to get the mother ships disarmed before the dolls hit them. They cannot use their weapons while cloaked so the enemy is going to know they are there as soon as they go to strike.\"

\"Roger that, Control. 03 and I will join them. 01 out.\" Heero turned and handed the unit back to Williams then faced Trowa. \"You okay with this?\"

\"Let\'s go kick some ass as Duo would say.\" Trowa gave a small smile.

Heero smiled in response and then the pair of them walked as best they could to the cargo bay that contained their Gundams. Moments later they were harnessed in and ready to roll. The bay doors opened.

\"Eagle one leaving the nest.\" Heero engaged the cloak and departed into the inky atmosphere, a feral grin on his face as he felt the familiar controls in his hands and the rush of adrenaline through his body.

\"Hercules departing now,\" Trowa said softly as he too engaged the cloak and followed Heero\'s coordinates out into the vastness of space.

~ * ~

Grant watched the explosion of the satellite and was bathing in his moment of glory when suddenly the blackness before him began to shimmer and a ship suddenly appeared on the screen. \"Where the fuck did that come from?\" He leant forwards and watched the drama unfold. He saw the little shuttle make it into the bowels of the other ship and he slammed his fist down hard onto the control panel. \"Mother fucking son of a bitch!\" he snarled.

Behind him Bob couldn\'t help but smirk.

\"What the fuck is it?\" he yelled to his crew.

\"Errr...\" the technician was running scans desperately through the computer system. \"I\'ve never seen a ship like it before, sir. It looks like a cross between a X62 class cruiser and a W34 cargo ship.\"

\"Turn us around and prepare to fire the cannons. That little shit thinks he\'s got it over me; well, do I have news for him. Have the dolls been deployed yet?\"

\"Deploying now, sir\"

\"Good. Let\'s take this hunk of garbage out once and for all.\"

\"Oh my god!\" Bob Martins couldn\'t help the exclamation as his eyes fixated on the view screen.

Instantly Grant\'s eyes followed the programmer’s and he swallowed hard. An unholy silence fell over the control room as everyone fixated on the screen. Poised in front of the mother ship floated a silver and black mecha, on its left a blue, green and silver one. The black mecha held a green triple bladed thermal scythe and transmitted a feeling of pure evil. The other mecha held a thermal trident, a dragon\'s face hung in the space next to it, a flame of green fire breathing from its mouth.

Then the words came over the com link that sent shivers down Grant\'s spine.

\"Prepare to meet Shinigami...\"

~ * ~

tbc....
[1] Jaws; Usually known as the \'Jaws of Life\' These are a large tool similar to bolt cutters and are used mainly by the fire department here in West Aussie to cut people out of the wreckage of car accidents.