3rd person POV:
Multiple Gears surround the earth's capital, New Terra.
Threatening to attack if all of Earth didn't surrender to some organization called Crescent.
They already defeated the authorities who tried to stop them. And after Luna took all the leaders hostage, all the nations began getting attacked, spreading out their defenses thin, which made the earth an easy target.
But their attention on the orbital city was drawn away when they noticed a large ship flying towards them.
Their alarms began blaring when their sensors began picking up an object flying towards them.
They turned around to see what looked like a star flying straight at them. Meanwhile, on the broadcast, they heard this...
Yn:(broadcasting) HIYAAAAAAAA!!!
Crescent pilot: What the-
(Crash)
Completely shattering their mass production Gear, Solas turned towards the other Crescent gears with flames surrounding him.
Yn:(broadcast) So you think you can just take the Earth without a fight?!
Yn:(broadcast) You idiots! If you want to play with fire, you're going to have to bring a whole army to stand a chance!
Swinging his arm, Solas sends a wave of fire to distract his opponent.
As the damaged S.S Dawn slowly floated to New Terra, Yn was busy getting more practice against these Crescent gear users.
While fighting them, Yn could tell that only a few of them were actually good at gear piloting.
Yn: Hey, these guys are a bunch of amateurs!
Cynthia:(coms) So are you, stay on guard!
Yn: Yeah, yeah... But why are a bunch of newbies trying to take the earth?
Jacklin:(coms) Incapacitate them so we can find out.
A holographic screen popped up in front of Yn, showing that there's no living thing inside those gears.
Yn: What!? These things are remote-controlled!
Jacklin:(coms) Then you have permission to be more violent, but try to leave enough pieces so we can get some information from them.
Yn: Aye aye, Captain!
Yn: HIYA!
(Opening theme)
Subsequently, when the Crescent gears were stopped, The S.S Dawn docked into the orbiting City, where immediate repairs were ordered by the Captain.
Yn, in Solas then landed and began casual walking in the Gear hanger near the ship dock.
He tried to walk up to the Dawn, but the drones on the ground with their lights were gesturing for Solas to go to the Gear bay.
Yn: Huh? What, I want to go there.
Pointing at the S.S Dawn, Solas does the same.
Drone:(shakes head) (points to gear bay)
Cynthia:(coms) Just go where it's gesturing, are hangers are too damaged to be used as Gear storage.
Scratching his head, everyone looked confused as Solas did the same.
Yn: Fine...
More strange looks were given towards him when Yn stretched his arm, and with how Solas's controls worked, it did the same.
Backing up onto the Gear hanger, Solas was automatically hooked up to it, with a walkway system going across it, for Yn to exit onto.
Solas's cockpit then opened, with Yn jumping out of it.
Yn:(sigh)... Ah, man... I'm exhausted.
Finding his way to Cynthia and Captain Trudian, he was quickly informed about the plan.
Second mate Ron and Third mate Juliet were going to stay and deal with the repairs of the S.S Dawn along with supervising that the bodies of their crew would be properly dealt with.
As they did that, The captain, Cynthia, and Yn would take Solas to the prime research facility and base of the U.S.R.A.P.U, where they would figure out everything they missed and more.
On the way, Yn heard the Captain demand someone called Nexel to be at the base, vacation be damned.
Jacklin:... Take a look at this.
Swiping on her smart device, Jacklin made a holographic screen show up in their vehicle, which played Luna's crashing of the nation leader meeting.
Yn: What's with the mask? Is she trying to be a superhero?
Jacklin: The mask is the least of our problems. From what the messages in my inbox that are being spammed to me are saying...
Jacklin: We're currently dealing with a type 8 invasion.
Yn: A type 8 invasion...? Shit, are aliens involved?!
Cynthia A type 8 invasion means someone is trying to take over all eight nations.
Cynthia: From Neptune to Mercury.
Jacklin: The riots over the conspiracy theory about withheld technology have now become a hostile takeover.
Jacklin: It's apparent chaos across the planets. Planets are getting attacked inside and out.
Yn: You saw what they had out there. They weren't that bad.
Jacklin: Because the attack on earth is apparently internal.
Yn: Huh?
Jacklin: The other cities are dealing with riots.
Cynthia: From what I'm seeing online, they're calling themselves the Crescent.
Cynthia: And they've taken Pluto and are using it as their personal fortress.
Jacklin: I'm willing to bet that this Luna's forces are primarily near Pluto.
Jacklin: She's probably going to start with Neptune and work her way down to Mercury.
Yn: So what are we going to do?
Jacklin: Cynthia and I are going to gather more information so we can formulate a plan.
Yn: A plan? I think we need action!
Cynthia: Calm down, they can't take over the solar system in a day nor a week, not even a month.
Yn:(sigh)... Still, what do I do?
Jacklin: You're going to help our lead researcher understand that machine.
Her gaze then lands upon Luna's Gear.
Jacklin: Something tells me, we're going to need to learn all we can.
Reaching the U.S.R.A.P.U HQ, the three entered the lab where they saw Solas being loaded into the building.
(Slam)
With the sound of a door slamming open echoing through the lab, the three turn around to see the freelancer and lead scientist of the organization.
???: I take one vacation, and the whole solar system is set ablaze!
A woman with reddish-brown hair, wearing a white button suit, a red tie, a brown coat, with black jeans, waltzes towards the three.
(Doctor: Aibella Nexel)
Aibella: So what's-(gasp)!
Seeing Solas her somewhat annoyed expression became one of shock and joy.
Aibella:(happy scientist noises)
Ignoring Cynthia, Jacklin, and Yn, she rushes towards Solas.
Aibella: Ohhhh.....! This gear... It looks so cool~!
Aibella: Where did you get him?
Yn: Inside a meteor that flew out of the sun.
Aibella: Mysterious... Tell me more!
Jacklin: That's what we want you to do.
Aibella: Huh?
Jacklin: Let me update you on the situation.
One conversation later, Doctor Nexel was updated on the situation at hand.
Aibella: I see... Leave it to me, Captain, I'll find out everything I can about this big boy.
Jacklin: Take the boy, he'll assist you.
Aibella: Alright, let's go, it's time to get to work!
Grabbing Yn she drags him away.
Yn: Hey, hold up!
Yn was back to doing intern work and Gear, testing while Cynthia and Jacklin were busy gathering information.
After a few hours, the captain came to see how the doctor and Yn were doing, since she received the data on what Aibella learned from Solas.
She ended up finding Aibella nuzzling Solas as Yn sat slumped over on a chair, obviously tired.
Not even taking a second look at Aibella's actions since that was nothing abnormal for her, the Captain approached Yn.
Sitting beside him, Yn's attention was caught.
Yn: Huh? Who said I was sleeping, I'll kick their ass!
Yn: Oh... It's you, captain. So you learned anything?
Jacklin: With all the leaders gone, every planet's military is going to set up at their planets and focus on themselves.
Yn: That's good.
Jacklin: No, it's not. We're divided. Resource sharing is now at a full stop.
Jacklin: Which has made it easier for the Crescent to take over.
Jacklin: They're already doing so with Neptune.
Yn: The Crescent don't fool around...
Jacklin: To top it all off, their army is a threat.
Yn: How? They seem to break real easy for me.
Jacklin: That's because of that gears power and the cheap models you fought.
Jacklin: But the problem with their army is...
Aibella: It doesn't have any casualties.
The doctor said as she walked up to the two, pretending like she didn't just nuzzle a Gear.
Aibella: The Crescent is using an old alternative to the link system, called the transfer system.
Yn: Transfer system?
Aibella makes herself a cup of coffee, as she continued explaining.
Aibella: Instead of getting inside the Gear, the pilot copies and transfers their consciousness into the Gear.
Aibella: Essentially making a Gear their new body.
Aibella: The system was lost after some human rights and war-related reasons, but they seemed to have found it.
Yn: This transfer system sounds...
Aibella: Like how it feels to pilot Solas?
Yn: I was going to say cool, but that too.
Yn: Is there a connection between them?
Aibella: Not a direct one. Transfer system is a cheap man's link system which Solas has one of if not the most advanced version of.
Jacklin: Getting back to why this is a problem, a few Gears you fought, they had the same consciousness in them.
Yn: Somebody was controlling multiple Gears?
Jacklin: No. The Crescent is making several copies of their pilot's minds and putting them into multiple gears.
Jacklin: Essential artificially expanding their army to theoretically infinite amount.
Yn:!?
Jacklin: Luckily they don't have the resources to produce enough Gears to take everyone by force.
Aibella: Or pilots that are anywhere near Ace level.
Yn: At least it's not game over. So how are we going to counter-attack?
Jacklin: What makes you think there is a "we"?
Yn: The odds are stacked against you, and If I remember correctly, I got you out of a serious jam-like that once before.
Yn: It makes sense you'd want me around.
Jacklin: Before I even consider that, tell me, do you believe in the conspiracy theory?
Yn: True or not, starting a war isn't the way to do things.
Jacklin: Good, we agree on something.
Yn: Just tell me this, is it true?
Jacklin: I don't know. But if it is, does responsible will get what's coming to them, the right way.
Yn: Then I guess I can work with you.
Jacklin: Heh...I'm honored you think so. Here.
Yn:?
The captain then handed Yn an ace pilot license.
Yn:!?
Jacklin: Congratulations, you've just been promoted. But don't think for a second I won't make you deserve that.
Yn: I don't know what to say...other than what do you need me to do?
Jacklin: Rest, and learn as much as you can about your gear.
Jacklin: After that, we'll be working on restoring peace by restoring connections between the nations.
Jacklin: We're going to need the resources of as many planets as we can get because if Crescent gets more, it's over.
Jacklin: Aibella, try to get Nexstar industries to help out with resources. Especially of the Gear virality.
Aibella: Tch, Nexstar? Really?
Jacklin: You don't have to like it, but they make the best, and against an opponent with quantity, we need quality.
Aibella: Nexstar industry doesn't deal with making gears on earth...
Jacklin: Not openly...But...?
Aibella:... They do make gear parts quietly on Mercury.
Jacklin: Then I'm sure they'll be happy to make full gears for us.
Yn: We're going to Mercury?
Jacklin: First Venus then Mercury.
Yn: Why?
Jacklin: Venus and Mercury are practically the safest from all of Crescent's targets.
Aibella: We're going to have to take a longer route, seeing as all the warp gates are closed.
Yn: Then we need to get ready as fast as we can!
Jacklin: I thought I told you to rest.
Yn: I can't anymore! My spirit has been ignited and nothing can put it out now!
Yn: Let's go!
(Meanwhile, on Pluto)
Luna stared down at the cities of Neptune which her organization Crescent was in the midst of making them follow her.
With the leaders locked up in the depths of their own fortress, Luna had something stopping any one nation from dropping a superweapon on her.
Luna: More chaotic movements, you all must make them believe you have no skill.
Luna: If we make them drop their guard, then we can finish them in one swift movement.
Crescent pilots: Yes ma'am!
With her orders given, Luna turned her attention to the footage of Solas she received.
Luna:(mind) A gear with flames from the sun... This cannot be a coincidence, it must be connected to Lunas.
Luna:(mind) And the power it has... It makes me wonder...
She places a hand on the Luner gear, Lunas.
Luna:(mind) Have I only scratch the surface of your power?
(Ending theme)