3rd person POV:

After the crew of the S.S Dawn escaped Mars which quickly became ruled by the Crescent who rioted after the death of their idol and supporter at the hands of their government representative.

With Mars being in the state it's in, the crew would have to quickly make their way to Jupiter and stop the Crescent from gaining the majority of planets on their side.

That meant they had to make a B-line to Jupiter before the Crescent could take it.

Currently, Yn sat in the medical bay, where Aibella was observing his condition as he tried to fully recover.

Yn:...

Aibella: How do you feel? Physically.

Yn: A little weak...but I'll get over it.

Aibella: And emotionally?

Yn: I feel like I can never trust cake again.

Aibella: Jokes, that's a good sign. But seriously?

Yn: You want the truth...?

Aibella: Can't help you if you don't give it to me.

Yn: After everything that happened...Celena's death...failing to get Mars... And losing to Luna...

Yn:... I...I feel a fire in my soul!

Yn: As my blood boils over with rage at what happens, I'm able to hear my soul scream out!

Yn: And through my heart, it begs for me to get stronger, so I may never lose again!

Yn: Now let me out of this bed! I have to train like an anime protagonist!

Cynthia, who was leaning on the other side of the medical bay door, hear everything Yn said.

She then knew he didn't need any kind of pep talk from her.

Cynthia:(mind) Should have known...

Cynthia:(mind) Losing only gets him fired up to work harder.

(Opening theme)

After many days, the S.S Dawn had Jupiter in its sights. Sending a message to the nation to see their condition.

To their luck, Crescent was still busy with Saturn, telling the crew that Mars was a curveball for them.

Docking to one of the city ports of Jupiter's capital the crew was met with a man currently in charge of the nation while the leader was gone.

(Theo Dora)

Theo: So you said you came to help, huh?

Jacklin: That is correct. We are from the U.S.R.A.P.U, here to restore the connections between the nations so we may group together and defeat the Crescent.

Theo: Well thanks for stopping by, but we don't need you.

Cynthia: Excuse me?

Theo: Jupiter will be able to handle anything that that Crescent throws at us.

Jacklin: I understand that your nation is quite powerful, however, we can still provide aid.

Theo: Perhaps, but what would one ship do that my one thousand plus couldn't?

Yn: A whole lot...

Jacklin: Do you doubt our skills?

Theo: No, I just don't want a bunch of younglings to waltz in here and say they are the solution to the problem.

Yn: So you are thinking that we ain't good enough.

Theo: I don't give an asteroid's tail what you think. You can stay, but don't get in my way.

Jacklin: What if we prove ourselves?

Theo: How?

Jacklin: You tell us.

Theo:...

He thinks for a moment, contemplating what they could do to prove themselves.

Theo:(chuckles)

Theo: Beat me in a Gear battle. I need some practice, so if you beat me, that means I need your help.

Yn: Heh... A fight? Old man, you choose the wrong ace pilot to challenge.

Yn: You're on! Solas and I are going make you-

Jacklin: Cynthia, you'll fight him with your Valkyrie.

Yn:!?

Cynthia: Understood Captain.

Yn: What?! Why can't I do it?

Jacklin: We don't require a bomb to open a locked door. You would be overkill.

Yn: That is...!

Yn: Fair enough...(sigh)

Yn:(mind) Who knew being too awesome had its downsides.

Theo: Tch, going to give me someone lesser than your best? Are you trying to insult me?

Jacklin: Trust me, sir... Battling her is no insult.

Jacklin: She'll make you see our power.

(Meanwhile)

(Nexstar HQ)

Through their assets on Mars, the CEO, Decardo learned all about the incident.

Decardo: It is as you predicted, Dyson.

Through an earpiece, this Dyson spoke with a distorted voice.

Dyson:(coms) It was nothing too difficult. With how the pieces were set, this was the only conclusion.

Decardo: I see... When can I expect the next dose to come in?

Dyson:(coms) A month.

Decardo:?!

Decardo: A month? No, you can do better than that!

Dyson:(coms) Every nation is closed off from each other. Making your demand pointless

Dyson:(coms) If you wish to get the dose sooner, then simply end the war.

Decardo:... Fine. That should be simple enough for a genius like me.

Taking the earpiece out of his ear, the CEO made his way deep into catacombs under his company.

There resided a large lab, with a black Gear being constructed.

Ignoring that, he made his way to a large white box. Through a one-way mirror, he looked inside to see a woman, in a Gear piloting simulation.

This woman was tall, easily above average height, at 6.3 feet tall, with a somewhat curvy body. She had long orange hair and wore a purple uniform.

She wore a blank expression upon her face as she easily beat a modified Gear combat simulation where the enemies all had one shot weapons and moved with accelerated movements.

(Next-generation pilot: Saiko Gesshoku)

Decardo: Aiba.

The holographic female body of Aiba then formed next to the CEO.

Aiba: Yes sir?

Decardo: Is she ready?

Aiba: Yes, but she hasn't been fired tested.

Decardo: Is the Eclipse ready?

Aiba: Estimated time of completion is 7 hours.

Decardo: Once it's done, send her out after the Solar and Lunar Gear.

Aiba: But sir, as I just said, she has not been fired tested. Nor has the Eclipse.

Decardo: With how it works, that's not really necessary. Besides, haven't you heard?

Aiba: Heard what?

Decardo: You sometimes need to run before you learn to walk.

The CEO leaves Aiba to complete his orders.

To be continued...