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Twin Demons of Tekkaden: Gundam IBO FanFic

It's a Fanfic of Gundam Ibo where Mc is the twin brother of Mikazuki Augus. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Check it out. I am way to lazy to write a Sypnosis.

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28:- Brief

In the vibrant meeting room of the Turbines' ship, a significant decision was reached. Naze Turbine, leader of the Turbines, and Orga Itsuka, leader of Tekkadan, agreed that it was time for Tekkadan to meet with McMurdo Barriston, the influential leader of Teiwaz. Orga held the hope that this meeting could pave the way for Tekkadan to become a division of Teiwaz, a powerful union with considerable sway in the world.

With the meeting concluded and terms agreed upon, Naze spoke with a sense of authority and conviction, "I'll introduce you to McMurdo. But remember, it's up to him whether or not you'll become a part of Teiwaz."

Orga, never one to back down from a challenge, nodded resolutely. "We understand, Naze. We'll make sure he sees our worth."

With the Turbines now acting as their guides, Tekkadan embarked on a ten-day journey to Teiwaz's headquarters in Sasai. It was a crucial step in their quest for recognition and security in the turbulent world they navigated. As the days passed and the journey continued, Tekkadan braced themselves for the pivotal meeting with McMurdo Barriston, a figure whose influence could alter the course of their destiny.

As the journey to Saisai continued, Orga received a troubling message: the Tekkadan members back on Mars had run out of funding. The situation was dire, and they needed a solution quickly to keep their comrades on Mars afloat.

Orga turned to Naze Turbine, hoping that he could introduce them to a trader who could help them sell the items they had seized from their battles with Gjallarhorn. The resources from those sales could provide the necessary funds to support their fellow Tekkadan members.

Naze, always the pragmatist, offered an alternative solution. "I have work available for your group. They can earn their keep here with the Turbines."

Orga, however, hesitated at the suggestion. He knew that accepting such an offer would likely lead to Tekkadan members being separated, and that was a prospect he was unwilling to entertain.

Annoyed by Orga's refusal, Naze pressed further, asking, "Why isn't that an option for your group? They could work here and live comfortably."

Orga took a deep breath and explained the unbreakable bond that connected each of the boys in Tekkadan. It wasn't just friendship; it was a familial connection forged through shared hardships, sacrifices, and dreams of a better future. They couldn't bear the thought of being separated.

Orga, with a somber and determined expression, elaborated on their unbreakable bond to Naze and the others present during their journey to Saisai.

"We're not just connected to each other," Orga began, his voice carrying the weight of their shared history. "We're also connected to our friends who didn't make it. They're a part of us, and they always will be. We can't let their sacrifices be in vain. That's why we have to keep moving forward, together, as Tekkadan."

The words resonated with everyone in the room, emphasizing the depth of their commitment to one another and the fallen comrades who had fought alongside them. It was a testament to the strong sense of family that bound the members of Tekkadan together, and it was this very connection that gave them the strength to face the challenges of their journey ahead.

Naze, after hearing Orga's heartfelt explanation, finally relented. "I understand now. I'll help you find a trader, Orga. Your group has a connection that goes beyond friendship; it's a bond of family."

With Naze's assurance, Orga felt a renewed sense of determination to navigate the challenges ahead, knowing that their Tekkadan family would remain intact.

As Atra and Kudelia spent time with the members of Teiwaz, they were introduced to Naze's wives and their children. The nursery was a place of warmth and innocence, a stark contrast to the harsh battles they had witnessed. Atra hoped that visiting the infants would bring some solace to Kudelia, who had borne witness to so much conflict and suffering.

Meanwhile, Mikazuki and Akihiro engaged in rigorous training simulations with Azee and Lafter. The intense sessions were a testament to their determination to become even stronger, to ensure that Tekkadan would always be a force to be reckoned with.

Once Mikazuki had completed his training, he sought out Orga to share his thoughts. With his usual stoic demeanor, Mikazuki expressed his commitment to training tirelessly so that Tekkadan would never have to leave him behind. It was a silent promise to always be the reliable force that Tekkadan needed.

Orga, with unwavering trust in his friend and comrade, responded firmly, "Mikazuki, none of us will ever be left behind. We're family, and we look out for each other. That's what makes Tekkadan strong."

The exchange between Mikazuki and Orga reinforced the profound sense of camaraderie and loyalty that defined Tekkadan. They were more than just a mercenary group; they were a family bound by unbreakable bonds of trust and support.

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Amidst all the activities and interactions within Tekkadan and their newfound alliance with the Turbines, Ichiro remained dedicated to his work. He had taken upon himself the task of repairing the Gjallarhorn mobile suit they had obtained during their initial battle at the Tekkadan base, which was previously known as the CGS base.

Ichiro's skilled hands and technical expertise were put to good use as he meticulously worked on the damaged mobile suit. His motivation wasn't just to fix it; it was to prepare it for Akihiro, one of their own, who harbored a strong desire to join the frontline battles alongside his comrades.

While Ichiro was dedicated to repairing and upgrading mobile suits, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of regret as he realized that some of the captured mobile suits and mobile workers would be sold off. His mechanical expertise and passion for improving machines often led him to think about the untapped potential within these units.

Ichiro knew that he could have extracted even more performance and functionality from those machines if given the chance. He had a knack for pushing technology to its limits and beyond, and the idea of these units being sold without reaching their full potential bothered him. But he also understood the practicality of their situation. Selling the captured equipment was a way to secure much-needed funds for Tekkadan's continued operations and the well-being of its members.

As Ichiro worked on the repairs and upgrades, he couldn't help but wonder about the future battles and challenges that lay ahead. He knew that every bit of extra firepower and mobility would be crucial in their fight for survival. Perhaps someday, when the situation allowed, he would have the opportunity to revisit these machines and unlock their hidden potential.

For now, he focused on doing the best he could with the resources at hand, ensuring that Tekkadan's mobile suits were in peak condition for the battles to come.

As Ichiro diligently worked on repairing the mobile suit they had gained from Gjallahorn, he couldn't help but think about the intense battle with the Turbines. Barbatos had taken a severe beating during that fight, and it was clear that the enemy had been exceptionally strong. The encounter had pushed Barbatos to its limits, and it was now in need of extensive repairs.

As Ichiro continued his meticulous work on the mobile suit, he was interrupted by Bladwin, who had come bearing a lunchbox made by Atra. Ichiro smiled appreciatively at the gesture, knowing how Atra's cooking could brighten anyone's day.

Bladwin inquired about the progress of the repairs, and Ichiro replied, "It's coming along fine. I should have it back in shape within a day or two. But Barbatos really gave this machine a beating in that battle. The systems are a mess, and it's taking longer than I expected."

Bladwin couldn't help but ask, "Is this the machine that belonged to my deceased, superior?" Ichiro nodded, acknowledging the history of the machine and the memories it held.

Feeling a sense of camaraderie, Ichiro invited Bladwin to join him for lunch, and Bladwin agreed. As Bladwin removed his helmet, Ichiro got a clearer look at his face. It bore the marks of recent battles, with healing cuts and scars. Ichiro remarked, "Good to see you're holding up well." Bladwin replied with a nod, 

As the two continued their conversation, Ichiro broached the topic of Bladwin's prosthetic arm, assuring him that it would be ready by the following day. Bladwin acknowledged the update, and the anticipation of regaining his mobility seemed to brighten his spirits.

They began to enjoy the lunch Atra had prepared for Ichiro. As they ate in the quiet harbor, the camaraderie between the two former enemies turned allies grew stronger, a testament to the bonds forged in the crucible of battle and the shared experiences that brought Tekkadan's members closer together.

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