(Britannian Union – Chicago Suburb)
-Crowe : No money…
-Crowe : No home… No job…
-Crowe : I haven't got the slightest thing...
-Crowe : Now that I’ve ditched of all my belongings, all I have is… this 1G…
-Crowe : And the debt I have is 1,000,000G… I'm supposed to pay it back today, but there's no way. And on the top of that, I quit the army and got unemployed.
-Crowe : …
-Crowe : Thinking about it won’t get me anywhere… Let’s let my fortune decide of what will be made my tomorrow.
-Crowe : I'll toss this coin. If it’s heads, then I go back to army. If it’s tails, I’ll look for another way. Here goes!
-Crowe : Wh-!
-Zenitori[1]: Mr. Crowe Blust, let me take that 1G to start with.
-Crowe : Give it back! That is all the money I have left.
-Zenitorî : I don’t care. My job is to take back the money you owe us.
-Crowe : I have no intention of shirking payment.
-Zenitorî : And I know that. After all, you decided on your own to shoulder the debt of your dead father.
-Zenitorî : But that was terrible for your father. Dying of illness after going bankrupt.
-Crowe : …
-Zenitorî : But man, really nice of you. 1,000,000G… It’s something you couldn’t get except by winning two or three times at the lottery.
-Zenitorî : You weren’t even his guarantor. By renouncing your inheritance, you wouldn’t have had to pay the debt back…
-Crowe : My father was a bastard, but he was still my father. Shouldering his debt is my way to pay him back for the cost of raising me.
-Zenitorî : Well… I don’t really care about your family history, as long as you pay me back. So, how do you intend to do it?
-Crowe : Didn’t you hear? This 1G is all I had.
-Zenitorî : Stop your jokes! You had to repay me today, this 1G wouldn’t even cover the interest!
-Crowe : I can’t give you something I don’t have, you know…
-Zenitorî : What did you say?!
-Crowe : No! I’m not trying to make a fool of you! I swear to you, I’ll pay it back…
-Zenitorî : Come on, stop your nonsense. If you can’t repay me today, then I have an idea.
-Crowe : I’ll repay you, no matter what! I can’t today, but tomorrow! And if it is still impossible, then the day after!
-Crowe : But I'll do it, at any cost!
-Zenitorî : Then, by returning to the army?
-Crowe : So… you know my personal history?
-Zenitorî : Of course! I finished my investigation a long time ago.
-Zenitorî : And I also know you were in that Firebug special force.
-Crowe : …
-Zenitorî : Your profile is quite dark you know. So different from that light-hearted look of yours.
-Zenitorî : But your skills are amazing. Instead of making you waste your time in the army, I should get you a good job to earn money!
-Crowe : Let me tell you one thing. Crime goes against my principles.
-Zenitorî : Well well, isn’t shirking payment a crime?
-Crowe : Heh… You got a point. You’re quite a shrewd man, aren’t you.
-Zenitorî : Looks like your eloquence is as good as your piloting skills. But that kind of flattery won’t help you with your debt.
-Crowe : Argh…
-Zenitorî : Come on, think about it! We’re living in such an unstable world!
-Zenitorî : It got completely messed up with that big space-time quake . The Big Three just keep glaring at each other. And on top of that, those strange monsters suddenly appeared…
-Crowe : I know all of that!
-Zenitorî : And that’s why! That’s why you can get as much money as you want as long as you have the skills for it! Even a fool like you, if only you'd let yourself follow my orders!
-Crowe : …
-Zenitorî : Stop hesitating! If you don’t, you’ll get into trouble.
-Crowe : That’s enough now. Threatening people goes against my principles, so...
-Zenitorî : You bastard! Wanna pick a fight?
-Crowe : Ah… No, I mean…! It’s not that I want to use violence to do something about my debt, not at all…
(Explosion like sound)
-Zenitorî : Wh… What’s that ?
-Crowe : It’s just as you said, we live in an unstable world. And it seems that this place is no exception!
Chapter 1 : The 1,000,000G man [2]
-Zenitorî : Y... YAAAAAH! A war, here?
-Crowe : Going all-out in the middle of the town, what are those guys thinking?!
-Terrorist : To every person who can hear my voice : We are the World Liberation Front, the “WLF”!
-Terrorist : And we will right now destroy this Axion Foundation Lab which supplies weapons to every country.
-Crowe : What is that bull? They say that while piloting a mecha created by the same company!
-Zenitorî : He… Hey, young man! Those WLF guys, they…
-Crowe : They’ve been known lately for doing acts of terrorism after being unable to live from their business because of the Axion Foundation. So they’re increasing their strength by unifying with other people getting money from war and who have been left on the side.
-Crowe : Seems like their target is the Axion Foundation's laboratory over there.
-Zenitorî : Wait, Axion, isn’t that the biggest business group in the world?
-Crowe : According to those guys, rich people are the pawns of the leaders of this world. And if it is to reach their goals, they don’t even care when they involve normal citizens...
-Crowe : Being here’s too dangerous. Hurry and get away.
-Zenitorî : What are you going to do?!
-Crowe : I just found my new employer!
-Researcher : Ch… Chief, let’s run away! This place is too dangerous!
-Trya : What are you saying? Do you want to throw away 'Number 0' ?
-Trya : Well… It’s an unfinished product and we couldn’t even test it, but still…
-Researcher : What are you doing with that mask, this is no time to have fun!
-Trya : This messy situation just got me into that mood.
-Trya : That stupid man might even have hired those terrorists to get rid of me as the nuisance I am.
-Researcher : No, he would never…
-Trya : Joke aside, there’s nothing to do about it. The army won’t get here in time anyway.
-Crowe : So, you’re the chief here?
-Trya : Who are you?
-Crowe : Self-introductions will come later. If you have a mech, then let me kick those guys’ asses out of here.
-Researcher : Hey… Would you be by any chance a hero of justice ?
-Trya : Ha ha ha, I like your style! We’ll get beaten anyway, so giving a chance to an idiot like you wouldn’t be too bad!
-Crowe : Yup. An idiot's like any tool- effective when used correctly. Let me show you!
-Terrorist : Leaders of this world will lead it to its doom! To create a new order, we will destroy this world!
(Crowe appears with his new mecha)
-Terrorist : What’s that ?!
-Crowe : Stop it now, you underling. If you want to start a revolution, then do it in some place where you won’t be a nuisance to the townsfolk.
-Terrorist : How dare you! Are you saying our sacred war is a game?
-Crowe : Sacred, huh ? Using those kind of big words prove that you’re not ready to fight.
-Terrorist : Grr… That will be your epitaph. Everyone, let’s get rid of him!
-Crowe : Nice, you really act like a villain!
-Trya : Do you hear me, meddling guy ? Looks like you know a bit about piloting...
-Crowe : Just 'a bit'? I might not look like it, but I knew how to pilot a robot before even being able to walk!
-Crowe : Well… You can say it’s one of my numerous merits.
-Trya : The machine you’re piloting is called Number 0… Its nickname is « Brasta ».
-Trya : This a brand new product, which hasn’t even been tested yet. Don’t be too rough when you use it.
-Crowe : That's a request I can’t follow.
-Trya : What did you say?
-Crowe : Brasta, heh? Now that I got to pilot you, it’s the end of the line for you.
-Crowe : However… Your first fight is now bound to end in victory.
(When Crowe attacks the first enemy)
-Crowe : Living without causing trouble to other people is one of my principles. Guys like you are just a nuisance!
-Crowe : Here goes, Brasta…! Let’s smash this one first!
(when Crowe destroys the third enemy)
-Crowe : As easy as falling off a log…
-Crowe : My role ends here. I’ll let the army deal with the pilots who escaped from their mech.
-Trya : Hey, not bad, meddling guy! Thanks to you, Number 0’s test is now over!
-Crowe : If the test is over, then stop calling it by a code name. This one’s now a real man.
-Crowe : Still, it's obvious it’s a mech from Axion. It’s reacting perfectly to all of my commands, mild as it is.
-Trya : Hehe, really?
-Researcher : It’s terrible, chief! A dimension quake is starting in this area!
-Trya : How lucky! I couldn’t have expected more!
-Crowe : Dimension beasts!
-Researcher : Dimension beasts… Creatures from another dimension which appear when a dimension quake occurs. Every organization is currently trying to get some information about this life-form.
-Researcher : There is no way to communicate with them, and they start to destroy everything whenever they appear, so they are considered as one of the worst disasters.
-Crowe : In other words, I have no choice but to face them, right?
-Trya : Wait a moment, meddling man! You said this mech was mild, didn’t you?
-Crowe : I'll explain it later. Time to fight!
-Trya : Nice timing! I’m removing the limiter!
-Crowe : Whoa!
-Trya : Let me explain you. It's official code name is DM Buster Number 0…
-Crowe : DM Buster?!
-Trya : Yes… Dimension Monster Buster. In other words, this is the first anti-Dimension Beast weapon!
-Trya : You see, it’s a machine specializing in the extermination of mysterious monsters. It is so strong and fast that it could make you lose consciousness. Do you think you can master it?
-Crowe : What a foolish question! With such mobility, I can finally fight the way I like!
-Trya : Okay! If you can brag like that, then I guess there’s no problem! Let’s go with the real debut of our Brasta!
-Crowe : Roger! Brasta… Time for you to show me your true power!
(When Crowe fights with a Dimension Beast)
-Crowe : As long as we can’t communicate, then it’s kill or be killed. So I won't hold back !
-Crowe : I’m counting on you, Brasta! The spotlight's on you after all!
(When Crowe destroys a Dimension Beast)
-Crowe : I did speak confidently before, but with just this mech, it won’t be easy…
-Crowe : An enemy’s approaching?
-Crowe : A mobile suit…! Who does he belong to?!
-Wu Fei : You are so weak…
-Crowe : What…?
-Wu Fei : But in such circumstances, I can’t leave you here alone. I’ll lend you a hand!
-Crowe : Y… Yeah… I don’t know where you’re from nor who you are, but thanks!
(When Wu Fei fights with a Dimension Beast)
-Wu Fei : I don’t have much time before the start of the operation. Let’s settle this as quickly as possible!
-Wu Fei : Here we go, Nataku! Justice can’t afford to lose!
-Wu Fei : Finally over…
-Crowe : Thanks man. I owe you one.
-Wu fei : …
-Crowe : And he left… Looks like he has his own reasons…
-Trya : Good job, meddling guy. Even though someone came to save you, you did pretty well!
-Crowe : I don’t need any thanks.
-Researcher : Ohh!! Then would you really be by any chance a Hero of Justice ?!
-Crowe : Thanks won’t help me pay the bills. And, err… I hate to bring up such a subject, but…
-Crowe : Can’t you find a more material way of being grateful? Anything would be fine.
-Trya : What?!
(At Scott Lab Hangar)
-Crowe : Now, you understand the reason.
-Trya : I see. So this is why you suddenly started to talk about money.
-Crowe : Well, yeah. And you don’t know how ashamed I am.
-Trya : Obviously. And you actually deserve to be ashamed.
-Crowe : Argh…
-Trya : So, was that Mobile Suit one of your acquaintances?
-Crowe : No… Never saw that kind of mech. And it was far more powerful than the ones I used to see.
-Trya : That’s what I thought too. The technology used to create it seems completely different from what was built until now.
-Crowe : I’m the one who was saved, and he left without saying a thing. Not putting my nose into his affairs is what you call manners.
-Trya : This world is ruled by instability after all. It’s quite obvious that new weapons and technology are being developed in various places.
-Crowe : And Brasta is one of them, huh.
-Trya : Dimension Beasts did appear. We had to do something in case our weapons wouldn’t work against them.
-Crowe : Well… I have nothing to do with that though…
-Trya : But still… this is really praiseworthy of you! Quitting the army in order to repay your father’s debts!
-Crowe : You don’t get it. I just didn’t like the army's way to solve problems from the beginning.
-Crowe : And to be exact, even when I decided to join the army, I only did it because I didn’t get along with my father, so I wanted to live on my own.
-Trya : Well, anyway… You completed my precious Brasta test, so you’ll have your reward.
-Trya : Then, how much do you want?
-Crowe : 1,000,000 G…
-Researcher : H… Hey, you! With 1,000,000 G, you could even buy a super luxury mansion with dozens of rooms!
-Researcher : Whatever the circumstances may be, let me tell you… You’re just a stingy guy!
-Crowe : Heh… It’s just as you said.
-Crowe : Then, just decide by yourself how much you’ll give me.
-Trya : You’re quite the modest man.
-Crowe : I’ve already been cornered and then forced to demand money, but letting my feelings be poor as well goes against my principles.
-Crowe : And when I started getting rid of those terrorists, I didn’t really think about money, so I don’t want to look pathetic now.
-Trya : Then, it’ll be 1G.
-Crowe : Hey, no matter what I said, isn’t that a little too stingy?
-Trya : What then? Were your words a lie?
-Crowe : …Wait a moment! I admit I didn’t imagine you’d give me a mere G…
-Crowe : I don’t know if I should accept it with a smile, or grumble…
-Zenitorî : Do you really think you are in a position to say such stupid things?
-Researcher : Who… Who are you?!
-Zenitorî : The man sent by the group which he owes money to.
-Crowe : So, you were fine. You’re quite lucky.
-Zenitorî : And that’s thanks to you. I’m grateful for this.
-Crowe : So don't tell me, you'll write off...
-Zenitorî : Don’t be stupid! Your debt has nothing to do with it!
-Crowe : Of course, huh…
-Zenitorî : So, give me those 1,000,000 G. If you can’t, then I’ll have you work at the PMC.
-Crowe : PMC… The Private Military Corporation… In other words, mercenaries…
-Zenitorî : At first, I thought I could have you work as a bodyguard, but after seeing that fight, I changed my mind. You’re worth much more money actually!
-Trya : Wait!
-Zenitorî : Don’t interfere, miss. We’re talking business.
-Trya : What would you think about… Me, paying your 1,000,000G.
-Crowe : Are you serious?!
-Trya : Couldn’t be more.
-Zenitorî : Well, as long as I have my money, I don’t care who’s paying, but…
-Researcher : Ch… Chief, are you serious?
-Trya : We’ll just count it as expenses for Number 0. Stop crying, and bring me the documents.
-Researcher : Y… Yes Ma’am!
-Crowe : Would you be, by any chance… a goddess?
-Trya : Don’t have me wrong. Who said I would give you that money?
-Crowe : What?
-Trya : I only will lend you those 1,000,000 G. And in exchange, I’ll have you work as our Brasta’s test pilot.
-Crowe : Wh… ?
-Trya : That way, I've found someone who could master our machine with the limiter released.
-Trya : That means I’ve respected the order of that stupid guy.
-Crowe : Wait… I don't really know what you mean there…
-Trya : Then, do you have any way to repay me those 1,000,000G today?
-Crowe : Don’t even have a clue how to begin…
-Zenitorî : Let me give you a piece of good advice, young man. We live in a world with no justice and sympathy. You should just do as rich people tell you to.
-Crowe : I have nothing to say back to that…
-Trya : If you don’t want to work with us, then just repay me the 1,000,000 G. That way, you’ll be free to do what you want.
-Crowe : I can’t even sigh to that...
-Researcher : I’ve brought up the documents for the transfer.
-Trya : Yup, well done. Then, let’s show it to this guy.
-Zenitorî : I’m fine with it. Goodbye young man. With this, our deal is over.
-Crowe : Wait!
-Zenitorî : What again? You don’t want to get your revenge for all I told you, do you?!
-Crowe : You were just given 1,000,000 G. So give me back the G I gave you.
-Zenitorî : Ain’t that too trivial?!
-Crowe : Be quiet! 1G is 1G. Don’t make fun of it, or you might regret it!
-Zenitorî : Yeah yeah… Here… Now, this is really farewell.
-Crowe : Yup… Farewell. I hope I won’t see you again.
-Zenitorî : I feel the same.
-Zenitorî : Goodbye to you, lifesaver. You had some style!
-Crowe : I guess it’s over now.
-Trya : Don’t forget. Your 1,000,000G debt hasn’t disappeared, ok?
-Crowe : You managed to break my mood in an instant.
-Trya : Well well… Let’s introduce ourselves now! My name’s Trya Scott.
-Trya : I’m the person in charge of this 13th defense laboratory from the Axion Foundation, also called Scott Lab.
-Trya : By the way, this is my persona… Foxy-san.
-Crowe : And I am Crowe Blust. You can call me Crowe.
-Crowe : First of all, take this G.
-Trya : Thanks. Now, your debt is of 999,999G.
-Trya : Isn’t that great? Your burden just got lighter!
-Crowe : For sure! No one should look down on 1G!
-Trya : I like your positive attitude! A test pilot has to be like that!
-Crowe : Well… When I die, I want to be moving forward you see.
-Trya : First, I have to tune Brasta to make it more effective in real battles. Crowe… Which one do you like most, close or long range combat?
-Crowe : Hmm…
-Crowe :
Long range.
Close range.
-Trya : Long/Close range, ok. Then, from now on, I’ll be tuning it with that in mind.
-Crowe : So, as a test pilot, what should I do?
-Trya : You’ll have plenty of things to do. Collect data from fights, testing new equipment… and of course, fighting against Dimension Beasts.
-Trya : But let’s begin with a demonstration of Brasta's power!
-Crowe : Demonstration?
-Trya : Your first job will be to go to a demonstration of the latest Mobile Suit from the AEU, and then destroy it.
-Crowe : Seriously?!