(Note: I do not own Tyree Frostmorn, Kiara Tia Kaiser, Strider Stromblaze, Rydia Frost, the first four chapters of this story, or Adelfous. They are the property of Deathblade Prime, who has generously given the reins to me, BlackTyrantValvatorez.

The last Raven

Chapter 1: Awaken

Starting year: S.D 271

Phobos, once one of Mars' moons, was now falling towards the planet while massive detonations tore it to pieces as the power core of the camouflaged station, belonging to an ancient yet extinct Martian species, overloaded. Inside the falling rock, a black and red mobile suit was trying to get out of the ancient station before it sent him to the grave early. Just as the mobile weapon exited Phobos, the power core of the control tower exploded turning the moon into gravel and propelling the AC into the coldness of space. The pilot shook violently as the shockwave hit, he accidentally tripped the Overboost activator. "Fuck." He said as the boosters kicked in without giving him time to brace himself for the coming shock of sudden acceleration. His head hit the back of his seat with great force rendered him unconscious and fracturing the back of his helmet. The AC moved at almost warp speed and in space, an object in motion will stay in motion for eternity until it hit another object.

In Raven High Command, in the city of Concord, on the surface of the fully-terraformed mars, the command crew and the hand full of pilots celebrated as the moon exploded saving several billion people from the wrath of the rebel ring leader, Leos Klein. But four people in the room were worried about the pilot they sent on the mission. Three were member of the same squad, Icebolt, and the last was the current leader of the Raven mercenary forces on Mars, Marshall Nell Aultner. These four knew that they couldn't retrieve the pilot, even though he had just earned the highest honor possible, the Victorian Super Nova Cross, but would never receive it. The excitement halted as soon as the alarms went off, now it was Deimos' turn to fall. The three elite pilots ran to their mobile suits and took off to try to stop Mars' second moon by any means possible.

Meanwhile in space, the black and red mobile suit ceased it's boosters and placed all it's systems on stand by until something happens as it floated through space helplessly. The pilot slowly froze over. For more than five hundred years it drifted and going through a wormhole or two, which links two points in a galaxy, and it neared the gravitational pull of a nearby m-class world. Due to the pull of the planet, the AC plummeted towards the surface. As the heat caused by the friction of the atmosphere rose, the weapon's systems activated and went into auto mode. The heat was so great that it began to melt the armor of the suit and thawed the pilot out. As soon it cleared re-entry, the autopilot engaged the standard boosters to slow the decent as it headed towards a city in the middle of the night. The entire city woke up as the Mobile Suit landed in the garden of the castle.

Queen Romeria walked out in her bedroom robe to the sight of the terrifying machine, kneeling in her garden, still sizzling of the heat. She saw her Runologists surrounding the unknown object preparing to cast their most powerful spells at their disposal. Until two high ranking soldier pushed their way to the machine. "What do you think it is, Nel? Is it from Airyglyph?" Asked the one with semi-long dark silvery-gray hair.

"I don't think it's from Airyglyph, Clair, because I doubt they have this level of technology. Beside they mostly use air dragons. Maybe it's from Greeton." Replied Nel. Suddenly it opened up and shot out the pilot on to the ground with a lifeless thud face down, surprising the present audience.

"THERE WAS SOMEBODY INSIDE THAT THING!" Yelled a nameless Runologist as Nel and Clair rushed along with a few soldiers. They could see the major cracks in the back helmet. Nel kneeled and cautiously removed the beat up helm to see what the pilot looked like. Once the equipment piece was off him, the pilot had silvery-white hair and looked in his mid-twenties.

"Is he dead?" Asked the commander of the Shield Legion.

"No, I don't think so. He's still breathing." Replied Nel as she looked back to her best friend then to two nearby soldiers. "You two bring him inside now!"

"Yes, ma'am!" Replied the soldiers as they carried him off to one of the guest rooms.

Over the many days the pilot laid in bed, everyone in the Aquarian castle had many questions in their minds most of which went like 'who was he' and 'where he came from'. One day, his eyes slowly opened due to the slow adjustment to the sunlight and with one major headache. "Man, I feel like I have a five alarm hangover from either Phobos or all the cryostims my suit injected in me...or both." He said to himself as his hands rubbed against his eyes to clear his vision of the nauseous pain in his head. As he looked around, he noticed that room, he was in, was made of polished stone slabs, there was an oak dresser, desk, another bed like to one he was in, the floor was made of polished marble tiles, a solid oak door, and a window with a great view of the sea. He slowly got out of the bed, being thankful to be in his flight suit. Just as he was back on his feet, he heard the door handle jiggle, so he quickly yet stealthfully placed himself next to the door waiting to jump whoever comes in and squeeze out any info from them.

Nel Zelpher entered the room, where they placed their 'uninvited' guest, as she did for days waiting for him to wake up. By the time she realized that he was gone, she found herself in complicated hold that prevented her from moving and at the mercy of one her own short sword which was pressed against her neck. (A/N: Nel's been slackin' off. Hehehe.) "Alright miss, I'm going to ask you some questions and I want them answered. Comply and you will not be harmed." He demanded as he tightens his hold.

"What's stopping from killing me after getting what you want?" She asked as she felt her blade against her ivory skin.

"Death before dishonor." He replied.

"Ask away then." She said, as she understood what he meant by that. He would rather die than go against his word.

"First off, who are you?" He demanded.

"My name is Nel Zelpher of the Crimson Blades under the queen of Aquaria's direct command." She replied.

"This Aquaria, I can assume that this is where we are now?"

"Yes. We are in the capital city of Aquaria, Aquios."

"How did I get here?"

"I…I don't know. We found you get thrown out of that thing and you've been in this room ever since." Feeling that she wasn't lying, he released her and returned her weapon handle first. He then slowly went to a chair and slumped in it, he was on a primitive world with no way of returning to headquarters and hell knows what happened to his friends back home. "Since I've answered your questions, it's only fair that you answer mine! Who are you! Where are you from! And what was that thing you were in!" She demanded.

"I'm Major Tyree Frostmorn of the Raven Mercenary forces Mars division. The machine you found me in is my Mobile Suit, Destroyer. I'm from another world." He said as reminisces over the events that happened because the last thing he remembered before waking up was Phobos exploding.

'So his name is Tyree, huh? Now this is interesting.' "Why did you say 'Death before dishonor'?"

"Because of the Raven Code. It prevents me from ever going back on my word whether it be written or verbal. We, Ravens, take honor very seriously, the penalty is death should one even think of causing transgression." Explained Tyree while still deep in thought.

"What are you thinking about?" She asked.

"Nothing you should concern with." He replied just as two black clad Runologists walked.

"Lady Nel, is the stranger awake yet?" Asked the blond soldier.

"See for yourselves Tynave, he's very much awake." Replied Nel.

"Well that's good, because the queen wants to meet him as soon as possible." Piped in the purple haired one.

"I see. The ruler wants to have a word with me about my abrupt landing." He said catching the attention of the three young women. "I just need to change first, because I don't think I look presentable to royalty. Right?" Earning a nod from the three.

"Do you have any spare clothes with you?" Asked Nel.

"Of course, I always plan ahead. I keep some spare clothes, along with my uniform, and some of my gear in my mobile suit." He replied as he stood from his chair.

"Very well. Let's retrieve them." Said Nel as she and Tyree left the room leaving both subordinates behind.

"So what do think of him? He's cute, huh?" Asked Farleen.

"True, but I don't think he's interested in the three of us. We should find someone he'd like instead." Replied Tynave as the two of them left the room.

TBC….

Name: Tyree Frostmorn
Age: 24
Race: Terran
Place of Birth: Zio City, Mars
Date of Birth: August 4th S.D.247
Height: 6'02"
Weight: 165 lbs
Eye Color: Bluish gray
Hair Color: Silvery White
Hair Style: natural
Hair Length: Short
Body Built: Well-cut
Persona: Easy going most of the time, very loyal, but a total hellish nightmare when pissed, especial when his sister is involve.
Family:
Father Addy Frostmorn (Deceased)
Mother Helena Frostmorn (Deceased)
Little Sister: Serena Frostmorn (Missing)
God Mother: To be revealed at a MUCH later chapter.
Friends:
Strider Stormblaze (MIA Missing In Action)
Rydia Frost (MIA)
Kiara Tia Kaiser (MIA)
Favorite Weapon: His fists
Special Attacks:
Power Geyser (Terry Bogard)
Triple Geyser (Terry Bogard)
Buster Wolf (Terry Bogard's Ultimate attack)
Raging Storm (Rock Howard)
Shining Knuckle (Rock Howard)
Neo Deadly Rave (Rock Howard's Ultimate Attack)
Fist of the Thunder God (Alba Meira)
Fist of the Heavenly Conqueror (Alba Meira's Ultimate Attack)
Sledgehammer (Duke)
Ground Zero (Duke's Ultimate Attack)
Ultimate: To be revealed at a MUCH later chapter.