First of all, to whoever is reading this, All I want to say is this.
The events that occurred...
The events that occurred...
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First of all, to whoever is reading this, All I want to say is this.
The events that occurred because of me, and all of the people with me, were brought on by one and only one feeling, Revenge admittedly we wanted to change the world too.
That being said. On December 25, 2015, my time, I somehow ended up in the body of a twelve-year-old. Not only that, but I woke up in a world dominated by women.
At the beginning I did the same thing that anybody in my position would do, I looked for anyone that might be like me, and try to live a normal life. You know second chances, do the things you wish you had when you were younger.
It would be two years after I decided to recreate the SV web page and two others with it, that I finally met people from my earth. Old earth.
How did I meet them? Well, I used things that don't exist here, Pokemon, Dragon Ball, and x men.
A world controlled by women doesn't seem so bad. But people seem to forget that women are just as bad as men and on occasions worse.
In these two years, I suffered beatings, public humiliations, and so forth all from young girls, two grown women. Whenever I tried to defend myself they immediately acted as the victims.
My situation at home was no different my sister an IS pilot in training beat me and treated me as a slave, my new mother. What mother.
That whore only saw me as a bother.
Why is this important you ask, well turns out this was the daily life of men in this world.
One year after the meeting the people from my world did I have enough.
I no longer remember the reason just my rage my hate.
My words were simple, "I'm going to recreate the power armors.' That was it, like usual people argued and even tried to stop me, saying that it would only make things worse.
All of the arguments died down when I said it was just to even the playing field.
1544 People came from old earth all of us in younger bodies.
Why is this significant? Between all of us, we all knew the basic rundown of the SPARTAN, CMC Marine, and the ARS from Vanquish. Too bad we weren't able to build any one of them.
Sky warfare was out of the question they would see us.
So we decided to dominate ground warfare.
At first, we started off easy, simple.
I managed to convince the high school to let me create a boys only club.
Ms. Ramirez God bless her soul let me create it, when she heard my argument that we guys needed a place to relax.
That we didn't have a place to just hang out now in days.
Her words [I understand you boys don't have much freedom these days]
I still can't forgive myself for betraying her trust, but I think deep down she always knew what we were doing.
The clubs name U.N.S.C.
Why did I choose that name simple, most of the people of old earth that went to my school knew that game front and back.
The trouble started almost immediately, a group like this doesn't go unnoticed for long.
But for it to start in the first week, was ridiculous.
The trouble started when we found out that between the eight of us, we had the combined knowledge of three worlds.
Unfortunately, the old earth tech worked with different principals, but little tweaks here and there and it worked just fine.
Halo tech was good, but we soon found out that we lacked the basic underlines of it all.
New earth tech we just didn't know or understand. The forms were the same, but the basics went in another direction.
That was one part of the problem the second, we had bully issues.
Harassment, bullying, and vandalism. All from girls from our schools.
And finally, the last problem tons of applications to join.
We didn't like it, but we needed people who understood how things worked. So when the applications to join arrived, we looked for the ones that would be useful. Fighters, nerd outcast, and most importantly, people who weren't going to rat us out.
We brought in a total of 18 new members to our little group. Did I like it, no, but it was necessary.
At the beginning, it was simple, we compared notes using our web pages, the more delicate stuff would be dealt with in meetings we had in person.
Looking back, those were the only times I enjoyed myself. To make sure what we were doing didn't get out we all swore to secrecy.
Then it came time to start building, I'm not going to lie the first suits were nothing more than parts we got from junkyards, that we put together. Where we did that? Well, people never seem to check on factories after their shutdown.
It wasn't working, nothing was working, We were going to give up and quit when it happened.
One of the little girls we had, checked out her old house where she used to live and found all of her stuff still working.
You see we didn't just wake up in new bodies, we woke up in different areas. Those of us that could immediately went to look for our old houses.
I found mine in a dump my old laptop still had some power when I saw my screensaver and true my family's picture, as the saver I cried I don't know how long I cried. But I do know, it was the night when I left.
Our problems with design, power, and so forth weren't much of a problem anymore. All of a sudden we had access to all we needed from ways to build a cold fusion to how to make mac rounds.
Before we continue, before we go any further I want to say this. To every man, woman, and child that got caught in the crossfire, I'm sorry, I'm sorry it wasn't supposed to be like that, things got out of hand way too quickly.
It happened five days after we built stage three units, you know the kind that actually work. One of the guys younger sister ended up getting involved with one of the neighborhood gangs, and he was going to get her out.
We needed combat data, so he took one of our suits.
The thing is, none of us stopped to think about something, We arrived in a world where the government saw fit to put teenage girls into power armor, and throw them into dangerous situations. Where we have so many insurrections that we are monitored on a weekly base.
Why is this important? You see, his sister was off with an IS candidate. I don't know what happened, but by the reaction they had, he left an impression alright.
Looking back if a whole bunch of people start acting strange, all of a sudden websites start springing up, yea, someone was bound to notice us.
The ''Three Days of Terror they called it, you see up to this point I honestly believed that my group was the only one building power armors, and we had trouble controlling them, boy was I wrong.
Why did they name it ''Three Days of Terror''? Simple, Three days of nonstop home invasions, suicide bombings, and city warfare.
And it all started when two Velocity Slide Ground Units successfully held off ten Is units, until reinforcements arrived to help them.
I still remember it like it was yesterday.
Keep in mind up to this point we were only working with cameras, radios, and only a handful of recording devices. The reason for that was that we couldn't let the signals be tracked, to make up for that those suits recorded everything from air pressure, to how much your body was strained.
So yeah the warning came late, all of a sudden the school was surrounded by swat teams, a couple of Is units. Our club room was raided, we lost our suits, and all of us were rounded up without much effort.
They taunted us of how stupid we were, of how we would get the chair, and so on. The thing is, not all of us were signed in as club members, one of the few girls we had was wearing her suit. You got to love pocket space.
Heavy, Tank, Unit or [H, L, T] one shot was enough to buy us time. They were caught completely off guard, you got to thank Iron Man for that quick armor trick.
Heavy Knight UNIT, High-Speed Grapple Unit, and a whole lot of drones. Each one of us had a lightsaber, a sidearm, kinetic shields and hard light shields, capable of taking up to fifty armor piercing rounds. Too bad the Is delivered those by the hundreds.
The school became a war zone, it was impossible to move in. We turned left, we were assaulted by the swat team, we turned right the dam Is, while trying not to hit the students. All of this while we held our ground, and waited for our guys to wipe the computers clean, and send the warning to the other groups.
So yeah, for five minutes we were on the defense, when the word was given the tables turned.
Turning left laser fire hit my face, I silently thanked God for my shields. We had to move in a small hallway, we couldn't just blast out of the building, we would lose any hope of losing those dam Is.
All of sudden a flurry of gunfire shot right through the wall next to me, the Swat team was on us. They didn't care they were outmatched against us, they had a job to do and they were going to do it, regardless of what happened.
Our drones were in the air distracting two of the three Is that came to arrest us. One always stayed ground level, keeping track of what it could, another stayed away receiving combat data, the rest gave a good fight. But they were dropping like flies.
We lost track of the last Is, but there was no doubt in my mind that it was somewhere in the building. We had split up, each one of us was in charge of retrieving our members that didn't get caught.
H. L. T would take the second and third floors, High-Speed Grappler would take the Gym and the track field, and I would take the ground floor, provide cover for who needed it, and keep our guys safe.
I didn't want to hurt them, but I had no choice, it was them or us. I chose us they had to die, my side arms were interchangeable, so I switched from a standard two armor piercing rounds, all I can say it was fast, and it only took an instant.
All of a sudden there was a loud explosion outside one of the Is had been grounded the drones were doing their job. Suddenly the wall next to me exploded, standing where the wall used to be, was a cheetah with a machine gun on its back stood.
It was one of our ground drones [Sir, we have gems, Sir, I repeat, we have gems] it said. I couldn't believe my ears gems, was the word we gave to someone who managed to fight the Is while there were flying.
[Sir they're requesting back up there under heavy fire ]
That moment I made my decision, and I'll live with it, wondering if I made the right call. I can still remember those words.
All available units we have gems, I repeat, we have gems. Get them back.
Did I make the right choice, I will probably never know.
A lot can happen in a day, we started that day like any other day. Woke up, went to school, got picked on, and worked on our armor projects. So how the hell did this happen?
[All available units we have gems, I repeat, we have gems.] In moments dozens of energy spikes could be picked up, hiding was meaningless now. Three IS units, a small Police Swat Team, v's thirty-two people, wearing power armor, and half a dozen drones.
Hiding was meaningless now, if they weren't scared before, they were now.
In mere seconds after I said that, [ Tataratatarata ] the entire school was bathed in auto gunfire, and laser blast. The IS flew higher escaping or assault, the Swat team wasn't as capable. By this time the school was almost completely evacuated, but there were still kids in it dammit. We were careful not to hit any of them, I guess either they didn't see them up there or they just plain didn't care.
Laser fire rained from the sky, we responded in full, but to many people were getting caught in the crossfire, I was going to call the retreat when all of sudden I heard a loud crash.
High-Speed Grappler lay dying. His armor torn to shreds, looking back, I can still remember that boy's broken body lying there. Hovering just above him a black with white striped IS. This one was different, we couldn't win, not without suffering serious losses.
I called the retreat, It was time for Heavy Tank to show how good her acting was. We all got in a protective circle, around her, while she held up two glowing tubes.
[ Don't come any closer, I'll do it, ] she screamed, When one of them got close enough, she smashed them together and in an instant, we were gone. Instant pocket space, that's what they wore for, useful in tight situations, anyone with the tubes can get in, out with as many people as necessary.
I wonder what their faces looked like.
Instant teleportation, if you want to call it that, we ended up in one of the factories. Thankfully they hadn't been raided yet, we.
We changed our damaged parts, and got ready for the fight we had to go in to. However, we didn't have any doctors, so for the third time that day I made a hard decision. You have no idea how horrible it is to tell people to just stand there and watch one of their own scream in agony, and then just leave.
My decision was simple half of us would get those guys out of there, the other half would retrieve any members left in the city, along with any medicine and doctors we could get.
Easier said than done.
The city was a war zone, we kept our armors in pocket space so we could slip in without being noticed. Police, Military, shooting at something. Two Infinite Stratos flew past us, the show was on and this showed us how we didn't know what we were going into.
All of a sudden something shot right past us, it was our target. Sliding passed us, at a speed I couldn't imagine. These guys were the real deal, all of a sudden I heard the sounds of windows breaking, one of them was doing a Ghost Rider imitation, riding up a building.
Suddenly the guy jumps into the air, does a backflip, like if time stood still, he gets close to one of the IS and shoot her at point blank. He twists referring another burst from his busters, closing in on the second one, his partner kept the ground troops busy. These guys were good.
It was time for us to step in, now or never I gave the signal, the energy from our armors appearing no doubt attracting attention. We fired at the troops it didn't matter if they were people doing their job right now they were the enemy. It didn't take long, one of the IS did the same thing the others did at the school, she fired from the air, good thing we picked up some upgrades. They didn't even scratch our shields, payback time.
We returned fire. one of ours hit, I don't know if she was already weakened or if our upgrades were that good, but her shields field and she was grounded, but alive.
Our Gems were headed towards us when a blast struck the ground between us, it was that damn black and white striped IS. I launched myself at her, kind of poetic Iron knight vs. Steel Val Kyrie. Plasma sword vs. lightsaber, her fist struck my shields, they failed, and my helmet flew, For some reason she stopped, I struck as hard as I could.
When her helmet broke, I couldn't believe my eyes it was my sister the one who broke Grappler was my sister. I heard the others call me, I kicked her, I can still hear her screaming why.
Its been four day's sins, then, and there's still fighting going on, as long as nothing major happens and we get all our guys together, all we have to do is lie low for a while. Then wheel make some more noise.
End of entry, Heavy Knight is sighing out.
Pant, pant, gasp, Sir, come quick! What happened? ITS ALL OVER THE NEWS! TV [ This footage was uploaded when they were attending the Navies boat show. We can see two Infinite Stratos pursuing what appears to be a water IS unit, when all of a sudden.
One of the US ships opens fire if you listen closely [Long live The Fifth Column!] The IS return fire, gracing the remaining ships, which in turn respond returning fire. You can see the water IS, jump into the air and bring both pursuing IS into the water drowning them.
END OF INTRODUCTIONS; ACT ONE THE REVOLUTION
The supreme art of war is to subdue the enemy without fighting.
Act one Revolution
All of the sound in the room disappeared, everything was suddenly quiet. Anyone that has had someone they cared a bought die, gets what I'm saying. You expect to see that person walk into the room and say that everyone made a mistake.
So you wait, and you wait, and you wait, then it hits you. That's what happened to me.
These last four days, we've been moving, getting our people together, without a moment's rest. None of this had really sunk in. Holy shit I just started a war.
I have a room full of people, who I brought into something, something I don't know if I can finish. What the hell am I supposed to do? Everyone's looking at me, they want to know what they're supposed to doe.
[TK] ''Sir we just we just checked every news station, their blaming the attack on us. ''
I suddenly thought [ thank you ] The man had tan skin, brown eyes, short black hair, he was dressed in a basic military close, camouflage pants, shirt, black boots. the kind that you see in the school, military groups. In fact there was a whole group of them, both boys and girls.
Get in contact with everyone, get ready to move it won't be long until someone finds us. Has lance woken up? I want to know what the hell happened with his sister. It might give us an idea who was responsible for this. Go.
[TK] ''Sir !'' He runs off.
Michael, I want you to get everyone from our old group, I don't care what they're doing if its important leave them. We got to get this in line now.
[Michael] '' Alright I' on it.''
Michael, he was one of the first one, to jump on board, when I decided to start this. Just like me, he's from Old Earth. African American, the guys built like a tank, his fist is the size of my head. He's as smart as he is big, he's the one that did most of the math, on the first armors we built. He never did say what he was, or what he did in Old Earth. That's fine by me, he's a good guy.
Okay, what now? What the hell do I do now? I got a warehouse full of people, some of them are wearing their armors, or repairing them, most people here don't know how to use a gun, or are injured in bed. Dam.
One step at a time, what would he due?
Get the missing people together, check and ongoing. Get ready to move, check, Make the next step. So how do I do that?
[TK] ''Sir, we just contacted the other groups, most that have responded say they don't know about the attack or their moving to the safe zones. The others are still missing.''
Thank you. I haven't seen you before, so who are you?
[TK]'' Sir, my name Tacaro Kamaro, but people call me TK. I was from the Saint James Private School. So it would be hard for us to meet before, sir.''
Get your squad together, I have a job for you.
[TK] Sir! [ He leaves]
What the hell is a rich kid doing here? I gotta get to the hospital area. Just like the day before, and the day before, that kid is still lying there. What the hell did they do to this kid. In a coma for four days, what the hell happened that day?
[Michael] '' There you are. I found who I could, but there's only three of us, including you. Everyone else is out bringing other people, or supplies in. ''
So that's just Me, you, and someone else?
[Michael] No you idiot. With you its four people. They're all waiting for you, in the main hull.
Standing in front of me, were the only people I knew from Old Earth. Tia, The girl has an unhealthy obsession with the color pink. I mean pink headband, white undershirt, pink shorts, like some Naruto rip off.
She's one of the nicest people I've ever met, but she's hard headed and is quick to start a fight. The girl once beat up a cheerleader for throwing food at us.
According to her, she left a three-day-old baby behind on Old Earth, but she knows her husband would take good care of her.
When I heard her story it really sank in what some people lost. Next to her was James, scrawny guy but one hell of a sniper. He's one of the few that rejected wearing an armor, something about messing with his instincts.
He's probably one of the few real soldiers we have. According to him, the last thing he remembers is a bullet to the head before waking up here.
Okay show time
The events that occurred because of me, and all of the people with me, were brought on by one and only one feeling, Revenge admittedly we wanted to change the world too.
That being said. On December 25, 2015, my time, I somehow ended up in the body of a twelve-year-old. Not only that, but I woke up in a world dominated by women.
At the beginning I did the same thing that anybody in my position would do, I looked for anyone that might be like me, and try to live a normal life. You know second chances, do the things you wish you had when you were younger.
It would be two years after I decided to recreate the SV web page and two others with it, that I finally met people from my earth. Old earth.
How did I meet them? Well, I used things that don't exist here, Pokemon, Dragon Ball, and x men.
A world controlled by women doesn't seem so bad. But people seem to forget that women are just as bad as men and on occasions worse.
In these two years, I suffered beatings, public humiliations, and so forth all from young girls, two grown women. Whenever I tried to defend myself they immediately acted as the victims.
My situation at home was no different my sister an IS pilot in training beat me and treated me as a slave, my new mother. What mother.
That whore only saw me as a bother.
Why is this important you ask, well turns out this was the daily life of men in this world.
One year after the meeting the people from my world did I have enough.
I no longer remember the reason just my rage my hate.
My words were simple, "I'm going to recreate the power armors.' That was it, like usual people argued and even tried to stop me, saying that it would only make things worse.
All of the arguments died down when I said it was just to even the playing field.
1544 People came from old earth all of us in younger bodies.
Why is this significant? Between all of us, we all knew the basic rundown of the SPARTAN, CMC Marine, and the ARS from Vanquish. Too bad we weren't able to build any one of them.
Sky warfare was out of the question they would see us.
So we decided to dominate ground warfare.
At first, we started off easy, simple.
I managed to convince the high school to let me create a boys only club.
Ms. Ramirez God bless her soul let me create it, when she heard my argument that we guys needed a place to relax.
That we didn't have a place to just hang out now in days.
Her words [I understand you boys don't have much freedom these days]
I still can't forgive myself for betraying her trust, but I think deep down she always knew what we were doing.
The clubs name U.N.S.C.
Why did I choose that name simple, most of the people of old earth that went to my school knew that game front and back.
The trouble started almost immediately, a group like this doesn't go unnoticed for long.
But for it to start in the first week, was ridiculous.
The trouble started when we found out that between the eight of us, we had the combined knowledge of three worlds.
Unfortunately, the old earth tech worked with different principals, but little tweaks here and there and it worked just fine.
Halo tech was good, but we soon found out that we lacked the basic underlines of it all.
New earth tech we just didn't know or understand. The forms were the same, but the basics went in another direction.
That was one part of the problem the second, we had bully issues.
Harassment, bullying, and vandalism. All from girls from our schools.
And finally, the last problem tons of applications to join.
We didn't like it, but we needed people who understood how things worked. So when the applications to join arrived, we looked for the ones that would be useful. Fighters, nerd outcast, and most importantly, people who weren't going to rat us out.
We brought in a total of 18 new members to our little group. Did I like it, no, but it was necessary.
At the beginning, it was simple, we compared notes using our web pages, the more delicate stuff would be dealt with in meetings we had in person.
Looking back, those were the only times I enjoyed myself. To make sure what we were doing didn't get out we all swore to secrecy.
Then it came time to start building, I'm not going to lie the first suits were nothing more than parts we got from junkyards, that we put together. Where we did that? Well, people never seem to check on factories after their shutdown.
It wasn't working, nothing was working, We were going to give up and quit when it happened.
One of the little girls we had, checked out her old house where she used to live and found all of her stuff still working.
You see we didn't just wake up in new bodies, we woke up in different areas. Those of us that could immediately went to look for our old houses.
I found mine in a dump my old laptop still had some power when I saw my screensaver and true my family's picture, as the saver I cried I don't know how long I cried. But I do know, it was the night when I left.
Our problems with design, power, and so forth weren't much of a problem anymore. All of a sudden we had access to all we needed from ways to build a cold fusion to how to make mac rounds.
Before we continue, before we go any further I want to say this. To every man, woman, and child that got caught in the crossfire, I'm sorry, I'm sorry it wasn't supposed to be like that, things got out of hand way too quickly.
It happened five days after we built stage three units, you know the kind that actually work. One of the guys younger sister ended up getting involved with one of the neighborhood gangs, and he was going to get her out.
We needed combat data, so he took one of our suits.
The thing is, none of us stopped to think about something, We arrived in a world where the government saw fit to put teenage girls into power armor, and throw them into dangerous situations. Where we have so many insurrections that we are monitored on a weekly base.
Why is this important? You see, his sister was off with an IS candidate. I don't know what happened, but by the reaction they had, he left an impression alright.
Looking back if a whole bunch of people start acting strange, all of a sudden websites start springing up, yea, someone was bound to notice us.
The ''Three Days of Terror they called it, you see up to this point I honestly believed that my group was the only one building power armors, and we had trouble controlling them, boy was I wrong.
Why did they name it ''Three Days of Terror''? Simple, Three days of nonstop home invasions, suicide bombings, and city warfare.
And it all started when two Velocity Slide Ground Units successfully held off ten Is units, until reinforcements arrived to help them.
I still remember it like it was yesterday.
Keep in mind up to this point we were only working with cameras, radios, and only a handful of recording devices. The reason for that was that we couldn't let the signals be tracked, to make up for that those suits recorded everything from air pressure, to how much your body was strained.
So yeah the warning came late, all of a sudden the school was surrounded by swat teams, a couple of Is units. Our club room was raided, we lost our suits, and all of us were rounded up without much effort.
They taunted us of how stupid we were, of how we would get the chair, and so on. The thing is, not all of us were signed in as club members, one of the few girls we had was wearing her suit. You got to love pocket space.
Heavy, Tank, Unit or [H, L, T] one shot was enough to buy us time. They were caught completely off guard, you got to thank Iron Man for that quick armor trick.
Heavy Knight UNIT, High-Speed Grapple Unit, and a whole lot of drones. Each one of us had a lightsaber, a sidearm, kinetic shields and hard light shields, capable of taking up to fifty armor piercing rounds. Too bad the Is delivered those by the hundreds.
The school became a war zone, it was impossible to move in. We turned left, we were assaulted by the swat team, we turned right the dam Is, while trying not to hit the students. All of this while we held our ground, and waited for our guys to wipe the computers clean, and send the warning to the other groups.
So yeah, for five minutes we were on the defense, when the word was given the tables turned.
Turning left laser fire hit my face, I silently thanked God for my shields. We had to move in a small hallway, we couldn't just blast out of the building, we would lose any hope of losing those dam Is.
All of sudden a flurry of gunfire shot right through the wall next to me, the Swat team was on us. They didn't care they were outmatched against us, they had a job to do and they were going to do it, regardless of what happened.
Our drones were in the air distracting two of the three Is that came to arrest us. One always stayed ground level, keeping track of what it could, another stayed away receiving combat data, the rest gave a good fight. But they were dropping like flies.
We lost track of the last Is, but there was no doubt in my mind that it was somewhere in the building. We had split up, each one of us was in charge of retrieving our members that didn't get caught.
H. L. T would take the second and third floors, High-Speed Grappler would take the Gym and the track field, and I would take the ground floor, provide cover for who needed it, and keep our guys safe.
I didn't want to hurt them, but I had no choice, it was them or us. I chose us they had to die, my side arms were interchangeable, so I switched from a standard two armor piercing rounds, all I can say it was fast, and it only took an instant.
All of a sudden there was a loud explosion outside one of the Is had been grounded the drones were doing their job. Suddenly the wall next to me exploded, standing where the wall used to be, was a cheetah with a machine gun on its back stood.
It was one of our ground drones [Sir, we have gems, Sir, I repeat, we have gems] it said. I couldn't believe my ears gems, was the word we gave to someone who managed to fight the Is while there were flying.
[Sir they're requesting back up there under heavy fire ]
That moment I made my decision, and I'll live with it, wondering if I made the right call. I can still remember those words.
All available units we have gems, I repeat, we have gems. Get them back.
Did I make the right choice, I will probably never know.
A lot can happen in a day, we started that day like any other day. Woke up, went to school, got picked on, and worked on our armor projects. So how the hell did this happen?
[All available units we have gems, I repeat, we have gems.] In moments dozens of energy spikes could be picked up, hiding was meaningless now. Three IS units, a small Police Swat Team, v's thirty-two people, wearing power armor, and half a dozen drones.
Hiding was meaningless now, if they weren't scared before, they were now.
In mere seconds after I said that, [ Tataratatarata ] the entire school was bathed in auto gunfire, and laser blast. The IS flew higher escaping or assault, the Swat team wasn't as capable. By this time the school was almost completely evacuated, but there were still kids in it dammit. We were careful not to hit any of them, I guess either they didn't see them up there or they just plain didn't care.
Laser fire rained from the sky, we responded in full, but to many people were getting caught in the crossfire, I was going to call the retreat when all of sudden I heard a loud crash.
High-Speed Grappler lay dying. His armor torn to shreds, looking back, I can still remember that boy's broken body lying there. Hovering just above him a black with white striped IS. This one was different, we couldn't win, not without suffering serious losses.
I called the retreat, It was time for Heavy Tank to show how good her acting was. We all got in a protective circle, around her, while she held up two glowing tubes.
[ Don't come any closer, I'll do it, ] she screamed, When one of them got close enough, she smashed them together and in an instant, we were gone. Instant pocket space, that's what they wore for, useful in tight situations, anyone with the tubes can get in, out with as many people as necessary.
I wonder what their faces looked like.
Instant teleportation, if you want to call it that, we ended up in one of the factories. Thankfully they hadn't been raided yet, we.
We changed our damaged parts, and got ready for the fight we had to go in to. However, we didn't have any doctors, so for the third time that day I made a hard decision. You have no idea how horrible it is to tell people to just stand there and watch one of their own scream in agony, and then just leave.
My decision was simple half of us would get those guys out of there, the other half would retrieve any members left in the city, along with any medicine and doctors we could get.
Easier said than done.
The city was a war zone, we kept our armors in pocket space so we could slip in without being noticed. Police, Military, shooting at something. Two Infinite Stratos flew past us, the show was on and this showed us how we didn't know what we were going into.
All of a sudden something shot right past us, it was our target. Sliding passed us, at a speed I couldn't imagine. These guys were the real deal, all of a sudden I heard the sounds of windows breaking, one of them was doing a Ghost Rider imitation, riding up a building.
Suddenly the guy jumps into the air, does a backflip, like if time stood still, he gets close to one of the IS and shoot her at point blank. He twists referring another burst from his busters, closing in on the second one, his partner kept the ground troops busy. These guys were good.
It was time for us to step in, now or never I gave the signal, the energy from our armors appearing no doubt attracting attention. We fired at the troops it didn't matter if they were people doing their job right now they were the enemy. It didn't take long, one of the IS did the same thing the others did at the school, she fired from the air, good thing we picked up some upgrades. They didn't even scratch our shields, payback time.
We returned fire. one of ours hit, I don't know if she was already weakened or if our upgrades were that good, but her shields field and she was grounded, but alive.
Our Gems were headed towards us when a blast struck the ground between us, it was that damn black and white striped IS. I launched myself at her, kind of poetic Iron knight vs. Steel Val Kyrie. Plasma sword vs. lightsaber, her fist struck my shields, they failed, and my helmet flew, For some reason she stopped, I struck as hard as I could.
When her helmet broke, I couldn't believe my eyes it was my sister the one who broke Grappler was my sister. I heard the others call me, I kicked her, I can still hear her screaming why.
Its been four day's sins, then, and there's still fighting going on, as long as nothing major happens and we get all our guys together, all we have to do is lie low for a while. Then wheel make some more noise.
End of entry, Heavy Knight is sighing out.
Pant, pant, gasp, Sir, come quick! What happened? ITS ALL OVER THE NEWS! TV [ This footage was uploaded when they were attending the Navies boat show. We can see two Infinite Stratos pursuing what appears to be a water IS unit, when all of a sudden.
One of the US ships opens fire if you listen closely [Long live The Fifth Column!] The IS return fire, gracing the remaining ships, which in turn respond returning fire. You can see the water IS, jump into the air and bring both pursuing IS into the water drowning them.
END OF INTRODUCTIONS; ACT ONE THE REVOLUTION
The supreme art of war is to subdue the enemy without fighting.
Act one Revolution
All of the sound in the room disappeared, everything was suddenly quiet. Anyone that has had someone they cared a bought die, gets what I'm saying. You expect to see that person walk into the room and say that everyone made a mistake.
So you wait, and you wait, and you wait, then it hits you. That's what happened to me.
These last four days, we've been moving, getting our people together, without a moment's rest. None of this had really sunk in. Holy shit I just started a war.
I have a room full of people, who I brought into something, something I don't know if I can finish. What the hell am I supposed to do? Everyone's looking at me, they want to know what they're supposed to doe.
[TK] ''Sir we just we just checked every news station, their blaming the attack on us. ''
I suddenly thought [ thank you ] The man had tan skin, brown eyes, short black hair, he was dressed in a basic military close, camouflage pants, shirt, black boots. the kind that you see in the school, military groups. In fact there was a whole group of them, both boys and girls.
Get in contact with everyone, get ready to move it won't be long until someone finds us. Has lance woken up? I want to know what the hell happened with his sister. It might give us an idea who was responsible for this. Go.
[TK] ''Sir !'' He runs off.
Michael, I want you to get everyone from our old group, I don't care what they're doing if its important leave them. We got to get this in line now.
[Michael] '' Alright I' on it.''
Michael, he was one of the first one, to jump on board, when I decided to start this. Just like me, he's from Old Earth. African American, the guys built like a tank, his fist is the size of my head. He's as smart as he is big, he's the one that did most of the math, on the first armors we built. He never did say what he was, or what he did in Old Earth. That's fine by me, he's a good guy.
Okay, what now? What the hell do I do now? I got a warehouse full of people, some of them are wearing their armors, or repairing them, most people here don't know how to use a gun, or are injured in bed. Dam.
One step at a time, what would he due?
Get the missing people together, check and ongoing. Get ready to move, check, Make the next step. So how do I do that?
[TK] ''Sir, we just contacted the other groups, most that have responded say they don't know about the attack or their moving to the safe zones. The others are still missing.''
Thank you. I haven't seen you before, so who are you?
[TK]'' Sir, my name Tacaro Kamaro, but people call me TK. I was from the Saint James Private School. So it would be hard for us to meet before, sir.''
Get your squad together, I have a job for you.
[TK] Sir! [ He leaves]
What the hell is a rich kid doing here? I gotta get to the hospital area. Just like the day before, and the day before, that kid is still lying there. What the hell did they do to this kid. In a coma for four days, what the hell happened that day?
[Michael] '' There you are. I found who I could, but there's only three of us, including you. Everyone else is out bringing other people, or supplies in. ''
So that's just Me, you, and someone else?
[Michael] No you idiot. With you its four people. They're all waiting for you, in the main hull.
Standing in front of me, were the only people I knew from Old Earth. Tia, The girl has an unhealthy obsession with the color pink. I mean pink headband, white undershirt, pink shorts, like some Naruto rip off.
She's one of the nicest people I've ever met, but she's hard headed and is quick to start a fight. The girl once beat up a cheerleader for throwing food at us.
According to her, she left a three-day-old baby behind on Old Earth, but she knows her husband would take good care of her.
When I heard her story it really sank in what some people lost. Next to her was James, scrawny guy but one hell of a sniper. He's one of the few that rejected wearing an armor, something about messing with his instincts.
He's probably one of the few real soldiers we have. According to him, the last thing he remembers is a bullet to the head before waking up here.
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''Okay I'm not going to sugar coat it, by now all of you have heard about the attack. That being said we're not going to change our plans, we are going to continue gathering our people, and updating our tech.''
''As for the attack itself we haven't been blamed, but you can bet it will be a matter of time before they do that, so don't let your guards down.''
''Now for the reason I had you guys come here, I'm going to see Lance's sister.'' I said trying to show some authority.
''Are you stupid or something! After what just happened !'' ''What would we do if you get caught? ''. Tia screamed.
''Relax Tia. But you better have a good reason for doing this. I mean you are kind of our unofficial leader here.'' James said, while trying to calm the situation.
''As a matter a fact I do, we need to find out whatever happened to Lance, as well as to what happened to his suit. If there's one person that knows it's going to be her.'' I told them.
''But why are you going? you're too important, did you already forget they saw your face? they know that you're one of us.'' James said.
''That's the reason why I'm going. Now Michael are there any cars we can use? I asked
''Yeah we have a couple just take your pick.'' Michael said going straight to the point.
''Good you Tia, I need you to keep things under control while we're gone. Michael, I need you to go and get some of our more delicate members to safety. James, you're with me.''
''Now do you guys know a kid named Tacaro Kamaro? He went to a school named Saint James Private School.'' I asked curious to find out why he would be with us.
''Yea I know him, he's one of the guys that went to one of those all-girls private schools. You know the kind that turns coed, according to what I heard, that place what hell.''
The school was run by two student councils, the ones that the parents and the public saw, and the underground one.''
''Supposedly the guys that went there were separated from the school, they were treated as criminals with a prison and everything.
I'm sketchy on the details, but the guys that came with him want one thing, what it is is your guess.'' James said with a disgusted look.
''Man this world is shit, okay listen he's going to come with us, now that I think about it so will the guys that came with him, we leave in five so get gear and move,'' I said
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The car we would be taking 1967 Impala, similar to the one in the show supernatural from old earth. Good trunk space, and the best part we could all fit in it, with everyone's gear stored in pocket space, room was no problem.
The plan was simple, drop some of the guys in different locations, to create a secure area, while I talked to the girl. Why the hell she wasn't in witness protection? is anyone's guess.
One hour drive to the main city, the area we've been staying in can be compared to the grid.
You know the water is polluted, there are bums in the streets, drug dealers everywhere.
A place where no one found it odd that there are a bunch of teenagers living in a warehouse.
Now it would be just an hours wait, until we arrived at her house.
One day prior, an unknown location.
Ten people are gathered in a room, all wearing military uniforms, going from the highest level, to the basic soldier.
''So why have you called us. I remember you guys firing us, saying we weren't needed anymore." A man said
''Colonel I would ask you, to refrain from speaking in such a way you are in front of superior officers." Another man said his voice carrying a sign of authority.
''Sorry sir, it won't happen again sir.'' The colonel says in a sarcastic tone. ''Hey T ball didn't see you there.'' He said with an over-enthusiastic voice.
''It's good to see you old friend.'' T ball said with a straight to the point attitude.
How this or any conversation was being held, was anyone's guess considering the room kept everyone's faces hidden in the dark. Making it impossible to see there faces.
''Gentlemen, there will be time for you to catch up, however now is not the time for that. Captain Carter has found some interesting results, in the enemy armor we managed to acquire Captain.'' The second man's voice says, signaling the person now known as Carter to begin.
''Thank you, sir, now does anyone know what this is?'' She holds a cylinder tube in her hands that appears completely burned.
''Junk.'' The Colonel answers.
''Yes and no this is a Vacuum Tube, and one of the suit's batteries. The suit itself is useless we weren't able any technology of it. But what we were able to identify, completely defies the laws of physics." Captain Carter said
''Wait, so you're saying that someone out there is reusing antique technology and making it better.'' The Colonel asked
''No, Colonel, what I'm saying is that whoever built this, not only remade fire, but went ahead and remade the wheel.
I trust that all of you saw the news footage of the let's call it knight against one of our Valkyries. Well, that's not a plasma sword, that's a lightsaber.
Now our tech team was able to get something, but it quickly became unrecognizable, but what we could get well hear for yourselves.''
She pressed a button that was conveniently placed on the wall next to her.
Recording voice.
''Alright kid listen up, I'm going to say this once. Because we're friends I pulled some strings now here's what you're working with.
This suit is built for defense and maneuverability, standard Kinetic Barriers, Hard Light Shields, and a prototype Energy Shield. Your weapons will be standard blasters, and a new prototype Energy Lance.
You may have noticed it's not as bulky as our normal ones, well this one uses skin, nerve technology meaning it responds as if it was your skin.
Now this should be easy for you, but in case you run into trouble a team will go get you after a certain time if you don't report in. Now if the worst happens, and you run into a Stratos, I want you to use this hack their system it's called.
[p[][
That's where the recording stops. Gentlemen, we are facing a very dangerous enemy.
[][][]
Present time
The Black Impala, finally arrives at the girl's house, it was your typical house, color white, grassy front yard. I knocked on the door, nobody answered, makes sense there aren't any lights or sounds coming from.
''Idiots can you hear me.'' I said to my earpiece.
'' We hear you loud and clear, sir'' The voice said.
''Listen it seems she's not home, let's go get some ice cream and enjoy the day. We run too much of a risk standing here waiting for her.'' I said
''Sir, I don't think that's wise.'' The voice answers
''Kid listen, when your superior offers you something, you take it.'' I told him
''Okay, sir, we have no objections sir.'' The voice answered.
''All right, I'm in the mood some Vanilla.'' I said. Looking at the sky my thoughts drifted to one of my few friends. I wonder how Michael is doing.
A black Pontiac 2005 G6 being followed, by a Pontiac 2000 G8. A voice comes from the speakers of the G8.
''So what's the mission boss.'' the voice said
''Our job is simple escort one of our more public personnel, to a court hearing, and then take her home.'' Michael said.
''Her job is a court hearing, in response to the increase of women raping men. Back in the old days, this would have been made a hilarious, but nowadays, things are way more realistic than some mere tales.'' He continued to explain.
''Sir, if I may, why all the heavy artillery?'' The driver of the G8 asks. He was dressed as your typical driver. \
''I'm going to be frank with you guys. The Council just gave the green light, so I'll tell you.
Think back four days ago. How was it that the Stratos knew were the School was? How did they react so quickly? when the minimal time would have been an hour to respond. They arrived in ten minutes.''
''Why was there a personal I, S? Which turned out to be his sister. Finally the most important question of them all.
Why was there an I,S doing in the place Lance went? So either the I,S academy is that incompetent or we were set up.'' Michael explained
''The truth is none of us wanted a war, but anything that brings a change in the way people see the world usually degrades into fighting. That's the whole reason for the armors.
The question is who was smart enough to start a war and still make us seem like the bad guys?"
[][]
Walking down the city street and seeing all of the damage, in all honesty, it was actually pretty moderate no much for show. Only a couple of broken buildings with the walls caved in or a street that was wrecked.
''Excuse me, Sir?'' A voice said through my communicator.
''Yeah.'' I answered
''We managed to get some information on our target's current whereabouts''. Said the voice thru the communicator.
''So where is she?'' I asked
''She appears to be shopping with some friends, it seems that her brother going missing has severely affected her''. The voice says with a concerned tone.
''Yeah I can imagine, everything that happened that day, then what's been going on these last couple of days. I asked not really caring
''No Sir, what I mean is that, for some reason the citify is threatening with taking her house.''
''It appears that it's somehow related to her brother's disappearance''. The voice said now sounding frustrated.
''So it did go public. Has the same thing happened to any of our other members? I asked
''No Sir, but we have been having trouble gathering all of our info, things have been heretic''. The voice answers.
''All right we're going back, and guys get ready.'' I said while turning around and walking back
''So we're going thru with it''? Ask another voice, this one with a heavy accent.
''Yeah.'' I answered I wonder how Tias holding up the fort.
Back at the warehouse sitting on a crate, Tia is tipping on a laptop.
''Mam do you have a minute?.'' a feminine voice said
''From the looks of it word about what happened has gotten out.'' Tia said closing the laptop she was working on.
''Excuse me, mam, why would you say that?'' Said a girl with an Asian appearance, green shirt blue pants, and a ponytail.
''Why else would you be here, besides you three have an expression like someone died.'' ''Or did someone die?'' Tia asked now smiling.
''No mam. But we can't just do nothing''. Said the second girl with, she was of African descent, wearing a striped shirt and black pants.
''What would you propose we do?'' Organize a witch hunt, interrogate everyone? Tia said with a slight frown.
''But we can't just do nothing.'' Said the last girl like the first girl she was of Asian descent, but she was dressed in a purple gothic Lolita dress.
Exhaling; ''Girls ask yourselves a couple of questions. ''
''Number one; why would we build these armors, if we don't want a war?''.
''Answer equal levels is truly impossible, however, the power balance of the world is currently one-sided. These things were just to put a counterweight''.
''Question two''. ''How did we get so many members in such short time.? ''
''Answer''. ''The truth is that, a lot of the people working with us don't know how to fight. It's no mystery that a lot of companies closes because of the Stratos being built.'' Though a lot of people may say i'm wrong, think about how many companies, and investors shifted to the Stratos, so a lot of people lost their jobs.''
''Now question three.'' Who has the resources, to launch an attack at the school as well as having the pull needed to move those many I S?''
Tia states with an expression, that would calm a raging bull.
''But that would mean that whoever is behind the attack is someone high up!''. The first girl says.
''Now ask yourselves the last question, where the hell is lances armor?'' ''Chances are the answers are with Lance's sister.''Tia says.
[][]
After a fifteen minute drive, finally arriving at the mall, the girl we've been looking for was on the second floor.
Her long blond hair, smooth peach skin, seemed to shine as the sunlight hit her, from the glass ceiling. She was at a pizza store, sitting at the edge looking down at all the people on the first floor. ,
Alright guys keep radio silence [ the only answer was a clinking sound in the communicator
''Quite a sight isn't it, from up here you can see everything. The waterfall at the center, the Ice Ring with the people skating, all the while people don't realize you're looking at them'' I said not bothering to turn and look at her.
''Listen, if this is your idea of hitting on me, I'm not interested''. She said
''Hmm, Manyou'rer harsh. From the looks of it you're not interested in small talk so I'll just cut to the chase. Do you want to see your brother?'' I asked
[Tears begin to fall] ''Where is he? Please tell me! He's hurt, I saw when he was injured!'' She pleaded.
''Calm down, don't make sean all you have to do, is tell me what happened that day, and maybe I'll take you to him.'' I told her
''I didn't see anything, I was blindfolded''. She said.
''You just said you saw he was injured.'' I countered
''Yes, I know, but that was after the fight they had. Those three girls and my brother''. She said, trying to hold back her tears.
''Let's say I believe you, and you didn't see anything, how do you know there were three girls. When our people went to retrieve your brother, there were only two people there besides you and him.''
''I don't know, couldn't see anything, but their voices sounded different from each other'' . She said, her tears now all too clearly running down her face.
''Did your brother give you anything, that day''? I asked her
''He gave me this, but it doesn't work.'' She digs into her purse, and pulls out a Nintendo DS disk.
''What you're just walking around with this thing.? You know what forget it.'' The funny thing about Old Earth tech, is that things from this world don't work with it. Unless it's made from scratch, piece by piece with the right parts to make it compatible. So unless you know how to build things from another dimension, or have something from said dimension, the things not going to work.
''Okay, let's see what's on this thing''. Thank God for multipurpose, machines.
Ten minutes later.
''Tia can you hear me.'' I said
''Yeah, what's wrong? You broke radio silence, you could be tracked'' She said.
''Don't worry, I'm using one of our, communicators for this. Now shut up and listen, us being tracked is the least of our problems. I'm taking the girl to see her brother.'' I told Tia
''What, are you insane''. She protested.
''Shut up and listen, consider the base useless, We have to change locations now. We have a class red threat.'' I chastised her
''Sir, we have three IS.'' A voice said over the car speakers.
''Shit, get everyone out of there If anyone is left behind leave them. Goodbye [click sound ] James step on it.'' I said
''As for the attack itself we haven't been blamed, but you can bet it will be a matter of time before they do that, so don't let your guards down.''
''Now for the reason I had you guys come here, I'm going to see Lance's sister.'' I said trying to show some authority.
''Are you stupid or something! After what just happened !'' ''What would we do if you get caught? ''. Tia screamed.
''Relax Tia. But you better have a good reason for doing this. I mean you are kind of our unofficial leader here.'' James said, while trying to calm the situation.
''As a matter a fact I do, we need to find out whatever happened to Lance, as well as to what happened to his suit. If there's one person that knows it's going to be her.'' I told them.
''But why are you going? you're too important, did you already forget they saw your face? they know that you're one of us.'' James said.
''That's the reason why I'm going. Now Michael are there any cars we can use? I asked
''Yeah we have a couple just take your pick.'' Michael said going straight to the point.
''Good you Tia, I need you to keep things under control while we're gone. Michael, I need you to go and get some of our more delicate members to safety. James, you're with me.''
''Now do you guys know a kid named Tacaro Kamaro? He went to a school named Saint James Private School.'' I asked curious to find out why he would be with us.
''Yea I know him, he's one of the guys that went to one of those all-girls private schools. You know the kind that turns coed, according to what I heard, that place what hell.''
The school was run by two student councils, the ones that the parents and the public saw, and the underground one.''
''Supposedly the guys that went there were separated from the school, they were treated as criminals with a prison and everything.
I'm sketchy on the details, but the guys that came with him want one thing, what it is is your guess.'' James said with a disgusted look.
''Man this world is shit, okay listen he's going to come with us, now that I think about it so will the guys that came with him, we leave in five so get gear and move,'' I said
[][[[
The car we would be taking 1967 Impala, similar to the one in the show supernatural from old earth. Good trunk space, and the best part we could all fit in it, with everyone's gear stored in pocket space, room was no problem.
The plan was simple, drop some of the guys in different locations, to create a secure area, while I talked to the girl. Why the hell she wasn't in witness protection? is anyone's guess.
One hour drive to the main city, the area we've been staying in can be compared to the grid.
You know the water is polluted, there are bums in the streets, drug dealers everywhere.
A place where no one found it odd that there are a bunch of teenagers living in a warehouse.
Now it would be just an hours wait, until we arrived at her house.
One day prior, an unknown location.
Ten people are gathered in a room, all wearing military uniforms, going from the highest level, to the basic soldier.
''So why have you called us. I remember you guys firing us, saying we weren't needed anymore." A man said
''Colonel I would ask you, to refrain from speaking in such a way you are in front of superior officers." Another man said his voice carrying a sign of authority.
''Sorry sir, it won't happen again sir.'' The colonel says in a sarcastic tone. ''Hey T ball didn't see you there.'' He said with an over-enthusiastic voice.
''It's good to see you old friend.'' T ball said with a straight to the point attitude.
How this or any conversation was being held, was anyone's guess considering the room kept everyone's faces hidden in the dark. Making it impossible to see there faces.
''Gentlemen, there will be time for you to catch up, however now is not the time for that. Captain Carter has found some interesting results, in the enemy armor we managed to acquire Captain.'' The second man's voice says, signaling the person now known as Carter to begin.
''Thank you, sir, now does anyone know what this is?'' She holds a cylinder tube in her hands that appears completely burned.
''Junk.'' The Colonel answers.
''Yes and no this is a Vacuum Tube, and one of the suit's batteries. The suit itself is useless we weren't able any technology of it. But what we were able to identify, completely defies the laws of physics." Captain Carter said
''Wait, so you're saying that someone out there is reusing antique technology and making it better.'' The Colonel asked
''No, Colonel, what I'm saying is that whoever built this, not only remade fire, but went ahead and remade the wheel.
I trust that all of you saw the news footage of the let's call it knight against one of our Valkyries. Well, that's not a plasma sword, that's a lightsaber.
Now our tech team was able to get something, but it quickly became unrecognizable, but what we could get well hear for yourselves.''
She pressed a button that was conveniently placed on the wall next to her.
Recording voice.
''Alright kid listen up, I'm going to say this once. Because we're friends I pulled some strings now here's what you're working with.
This suit is built for defense and maneuverability, standard Kinetic Barriers, Hard Light Shields, and a prototype Energy Shield. Your weapons will be standard blasters, and a new prototype Energy Lance.
You may have noticed it's not as bulky as our normal ones, well this one uses skin, nerve technology meaning it responds as if it was your skin.
Now this should be easy for you, but in case you run into trouble a team will go get you after a certain time if you don't report in. Now if the worst happens, and you run into a Stratos, I want you to use this hack their system it's called.
[p[][
That's where the recording stops. Gentlemen, we are facing a very dangerous enemy.
[][][]
Present time
The Black Impala, finally arrives at the girl's house, it was your typical house, color white, grassy front yard. I knocked on the door, nobody answered, makes sense there aren't any lights or sounds coming from.
''Idiots can you hear me.'' I said to my earpiece.
'' We hear you loud and clear, sir'' The voice said.
''Listen it seems she's not home, let's go get some ice cream and enjoy the day. We run too much of a risk standing here waiting for her.'' I said
''Sir, I don't think that's wise.'' The voice answers
''Kid listen, when your superior offers you something, you take it.'' I told him
''Okay, sir, we have no objections sir.'' The voice answered.
''All right, I'm in the mood some Vanilla.'' I said. Looking at the sky my thoughts drifted to one of my few friends. I wonder how Michael is doing.
A black Pontiac 2005 G6 being followed, by a Pontiac 2000 G8. A voice comes from the speakers of the G8.
''So what's the mission boss.'' the voice said
''Our job is simple escort one of our more public personnel, to a court hearing, and then take her home.'' Michael said.
''Her job is a court hearing, in response to the increase of women raping men. Back in the old days, this would have been made a hilarious, but nowadays, things are way more realistic than some mere tales.'' He continued to explain.
''Sir, if I may, why all the heavy artillery?'' The driver of the G8 asks. He was dressed as your typical driver. \
''I'm going to be frank with you guys. The Council just gave the green light, so I'll tell you.
Think back four days ago. How was it that the Stratos knew were the School was? How did they react so quickly? when the minimal time would have been an hour to respond. They arrived in ten minutes.''
''Why was there a personal I, S? Which turned out to be his sister. Finally the most important question of them all.
Why was there an I,S doing in the place Lance went? So either the I,S academy is that incompetent or we were set up.'' Michael explained
''The truth is none of us wanted a war, but anything that brings a change in the way people see the world usually degrades into fighting. That's the whole reason for the armors.
The question is who was smart enough to start a war and still make us seem like the bad guys?"
[][]
Walking down the city street and seeing all of the damage, in all honesty, it was actually pretty moderate no much for show. Only a couple of broken buildings with the walls caved in or a street that was wrecked.
''Excuse me, Sir?'' A voice said through my communicator.
''Yeah.'' I answered
''We managed to get some information on our target's current whereabouts''. Said the voice thru the communicator.
''So where is she?'' I asked
''She appears to be shopping with some friends, it seems that her brother going missing has severely affected her''. The voice says with a concerned tone.
''Yeah I can imagine, everything that happened that day, then what's been going on these last couple of days. I asked not really caring
''No Sir, what I mean is that, for some reason the citify is threatening with taking her house.''
''It appears that it's somehow related to her brother's disappearance''. The voice said now sounding frustrated.
''So it did go public. Has the same thing happened to any of our other members? I asked
''No Sir, but we have been having trouble gathering all of our info, things have been heretic''. The voice answers.
''All right we're going back, and guys get ready.'' I said while turning around and walking back
''So we're going thru with it''? Ask another voice, this one with a heavy accent.
''Yeah.'' I answered I wonder how Tias holding up the fort.
Back at the warehouse sitting on a crate, Tia is tipping on a laptop.
''Mam do you have a minute?.'' a feminine voice said
''From the looks of it word about what happened has gotten out.'' Tia said closing the laptop she was working on.
''Excuse me, mam, why would you say that?'' Said a girl with an Asian appearance, green shirt blue pants, and a ponytail.
''Why else would you be here, besides you three have an expression like someone died.'' ''Or did someone die?'' Tia asked now smiling.
''No mam. But we can't just do nothing''. Said the second girl with, she was of African descent, wearing a striped shirt and black pants.
''What would you propose we do?'' Organize a witch hunt, interrogate everyone? Tia said with a slight frown.
''But we can't just do nothing.'' Said the last girl like the first girl she was of Asian descent, but she was dressed in a purple gothic Lolita dress.
Exhaling; ''Girls ask yourselves a couple of questions. ''
''Number one; why would we build these armors, if we don't want a war?''.
''Answer equal levels is truly impossible, however, the power balance of the world is currently one-sided. These things were just to put a counterweight''.
''Question two''. ''How did we get so many members in such short time.? ''
''Answer''. ''The truth is that, a lot of the people working with us don't know how to fight. It's no mystery that a lot of companies closes because of the Stratos being built.'' Though a lot of people may say i'm wrong, think about how many companies, and investors shifted to the Stratos, so a lot of people lost their jobs.''
''Now question three.'' Who has the resources, to launch an attack at the school as well as having the pull needed to move those many I S?''
Tia states with an expression, that would calm a raging bull.
''But that would mean that whoever is behind the attack is someone high up!''. The first girl says.
''Now ask yourselves the last question, where the hell is lances armor?'' ''Chances are the answers are with Lance's sister.''Tia says.
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After a fifteen minute drive, finally arriving at the mall, the girl we've been looking for was on the second floor.
Her long blond hair, smooth peach skin, seemed to shine as the sunlight hit her, from the glass ceiling. She was at a pizza store, sitting at the edge looking down at all the people on the first floor. ,
Alright guys keep radio silence [ the only answer was a clinking sound in the communicator
''Quite a sight isn't it, from up here you can see everything. The waterfall at the center, the Ice Ring with the people skating, all the while people don't realize you're looking at them'' I said not bothering to turn and look at her.
''Listen, if this is your idea of hitting on me, I'm not interested''. She said
''Hmm, Manyou'rer harsh. From the looks of it you're not interested in small talk so I'll just cut to the chase. Do you want to see your brother?'' I asked
[Tears begin to fall] ''Where is he? Please tell me! He's hurt, I saw when he was injured!'' She pleaded.
''Calm down, don't make sean all you have to do, is tell me what happened that day, and maybe I'll take you to him.'' I told her
''I didn't see anything, I was blindfolded''. She said.
''You just said you saw he was injured.'' I countered
''Yes, I know, but that was after the fight they had. Those three girls and my brother''. She said, trying to hold back her tears.
''Let's say I believe you, and you didn't see anything, how do you know there were three girls. When our people went to retrieve your brother, there were only two people there besides you and him.''
''I don't know, couldn't see anything, but their voices sounded different from each other'' . She said, her tears now all too clearly running down her face.
''Did your brother give you anything, that day''? I asked her
''He gave me this, but it doesn't work.'' She digs into her purse, and pulls out a Nintendo DS disk.
''What you're just walking around with this thing.? You know what forget it.'' The funny thing about Old Earth tech, is that things from this world don't work with it. Unless it's made from scratch, piece by piece with the right parts to make it compatible. So unless you know how to build things from another dimension, or have something from said dimension, the things not going to work.
''Okay, let's see what's on this thing''. Thank God for multipurpose, machines.
Ten minutes later.
''Tia can you hear me.'' I said
''Yeah, what's wrong? You broke radio silence, you could be tracked'' She said.
''Don't worry, I'm using one of our, communicators for this. Now shut up and listen, us being tracked is the least of our problems. I'm taking the girl to see her brother.'' I told Tia
''What, are you insane''. She protested.
''Shut up and listen, consider the base useless, We have to change locations now. We have a class red threat.'' I chastised her
''Sir, we have three IS.'' A voice said over the car speakers.
''Shit, get everyone out of there If anyone is left behind leave them. Goodbye [click sound ] James step on it.'' I said
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If you want peace, then you must prepare for war.
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- austin
Person change
When he first got accepted to that school, his parents were proud of him, but when he got there, he found out there were only five guys, in a school full of women.
It was every guy's dream, then they did something stupid, and they ended up in that school's prison. As time went on, he and his friend found out that they weren't getting out. So he escaped for a couple of hours, in order to meet this girl he liked.
His friends covered for him, and they got expelled. The last thing he heard, from the Dark Student Council president, was ''Good you garbage, didn't deserve to come this School'' she had planned everything from the binning.
The only thing he wants now is to snap, that bitch's neck.
''Alright everybody you heard the boss category red, shoot to kill.''
''Alright guys, just like we practiced. Don't deploy your armors, until the last minute, that way we can catch them off guard.'' Tacaro said.
''Hey Tacaro.'' Michael said, thru their communicator.
''Yeah'' Tacaro he answered
''I know we should keep our mouths shut, but listen. Last night I had a dream.''
'' We were back at that damn private school, for some reason you were Asian, Mark still was fat, David wasn't missing his left eye. For some damn reason I was using a hood all the time, and Sack was blond.''
''What I'm trying to say is that I saw us, living the life we had in that hell, it was all the same until you escaped to see that girl you liked, for the second time.'' ''Not only did you make it the first time, but the second time too.'' Michael said
''I saw those bitches get caught, in the way they treated us, and get thrown in the prison. We made friends, and we all even got girlfriends at the end. But when the dream ended, we stood in front of each other our counterparts and us. '' I don't know who said it, one of them, or one of us, but a voice said I'm what you could have been. Michael said.
''I know I'm interrupting, but don't worry about it, we're not those guys anymore now get ready here they come.'' Sack said.
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News report
A man reporting the evening news; ''That does it for today's weather, hold on a second this just in something has just happened, near the Costliness Freeway. We go with Martha, who is in the traffic copter, Martha.'' He said.
Machine guns firing in the background. ''Pull up ! pull up! Can anybody hear me. What you are seeing is a full blown out war, between members of the Fifth Column, and the Infinite Stratos. [ a bright light ] All my god they just destroyed three buildings!'' she screams before the video is cut off.
Ten minutes earlier.
''Alright guys, go! Tacaro said
''I'm on it.'' David said. While running straight towards the edge, of the office building he was on. He jumps, as soon as he gets near it. One of the Stratos sees him, and heads toward his direction.
As soon as she's near him, a dark bubble surrounds him. An armored giant takes his place. He fires three shots at the girl, taking her off balance, two chains are launched from his sides, quickly attaching themselves to the Stratos. He uses his jetpack, as support and swings the girl into a building.
While she's incapacitated, he lands on top of her, quickly switching to rapid fire mode. Using up not one, but two, clips of ammo. Yet the bitches shields were still there.
Both of the remaining I.S move in to help their friend, but are quickly intercepted by Mark, using his four barrel shotgun, he severely depletes one of the girl's shields. Sack uses ten plasma grenades, they stick to the last girl's armor, somehow bypassing her shields. The explosion shatters, all of the nearby windows.
Michael uses his chains to wrap around one of the Stratos' feet, pulling her to the ground, while Mark continues to unload on her. Tacaro, seeing Sack had immobilized, his target moves in for the kill. Only to feel a sudden tick from his side, another I.S descends from the sky.
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Back with the Impala, currently speeding down the freeway.
''Are they going to be alright? you just left them''. The girl said.
''A low me sir''. James said.''
''Those guys are wearing Starcraft Marine armor, those things are as thick as Tanks, underneath they are wearing a lightweight power armor think of it like a lever, so they can move around. Add to that, the upgrades they got, and those guys are strong as well as fast.'' James said.
''The upgrade creates, you know what think about it this way, it creates the effect of the eye of a hurricane, meaning the surrounding area may receive all the damage and weight, while those guys don't feel a thing''. James said.
''Oh.'' she said, looking like she didn't understand.
''Forget about it. Listen, girl, what's your name, I didn't catch it earlier.'' James said
''Its Cecilia.'' she answered
''CC hu nice, Boss doesn't look back but we got company.'' At the distance Police lights can be seen]
''Hurry it up then.'' I answered
Stratos
How did this happen? It was supposed to be just another routine scouting, fly around, make sure nothing was off, and go back. Instead, everything went to hell.
One of the girls reported that someone had jumped off a building, she moved in to try to save him when that person was enveloped in a dark bubble. What came out was a giant in blue armor, it had no neck, it's shoulders were like boulders, the abdomen, down to the center were dark it easily towered over her.
Using a giant gun it had, it immediately attached catching her friend off guard. Everyone else moved in to help, while she reported in. Only that thing wasn't alone. Four more, of those things, attacked immediately as soon as her friends were close.
This isn't how things were supposed to go, Infinite Stratos, were the ultimate weapon. No one could match them, but her friends were getting killed right in front of her.
So she did the one thing she could do, she fired.
Certainly, her gun was a prototype, but it still was the most advanced sniper weapon. That thing shouldn't have stood a chance, and yet it simply shrugged it off like an irritative qanat. Lowered herself slowly down, trying to avoid drawing attention, she took a careful look at their attackers. Their designs were identical, set apart simply their colors, blue, red, black, gray, and green- the weapons they wielded: a massive shotgun, a giant combat knife, and what appeared to be a pair of blue balls in its hands, and the final pair appeared to be oversized machine guns.
revels
She was beautiful; watching her slowly gliding down, Tacaro could only stare. The most striking feature was a pair of long green wings, glittered when they were hit by the sun.
His only thoughts were, Too bad we're on different sides.
She was obviously buying time, anyone could see that, but that gun she had worried him. Shaped like a lance fully twice the length of the Stratos carrying it, a single shot depleted half his shields. Another hit would finish him. Carefully he stowed his combat knife away and equipped his machine gun
This was going to be a long day.
Perhaps it was fate, but they somehow ended up catching each others eye, even despite their helmets. Thoe neither could see the others face time seemed to stop for an infinite moment. The battle falling silent and bullets hanging in the air then they opened fire.
Bullets and energy beams flew furiously, each of the pair desperately jinking to avoid the other. Thoe both of them avoided most of the damage the area around them wasn't so lucky, great creators being rapidly opened in the ground surrounding the buildings. A momentary glance at his hud revealed that even with relatively little damage he couldn't sleep past, his shields were dropping far too quickly for his comfort, especially since he wasn't all too confident his armor could withstand the enemy's weapon.
As he frantically searches for some cover, luck finally swung his way for once, and she disengaged soaring attempting to get some distance She had taken quite the beating.
Out of the corner of his eye, he sees two blue balls attach themselves to her Sack had come to back him up.
A miniature helicopter with a machine gun on the bottom follows the Infinite Stratos into the air, accompanying it is a miniature F/A-18C fighter jet plane. Both are designed to record everything that goes on-however for a situation like this they carry EMP pulse generators, nothing that will do any harm to the Stratos but they seem to make them have some problems.
Suddenly a voice comes thru the communicator ''Fall back they reached the rondevu point.''
''Sack what the hell? Why are those drones out in the open?'' Tecaro asks
''Haven't you noticed it's getting worse, our surprise attack is all gone and we barely caused any damage, were running out of ammunition, I'm down to my last grenades we have to fall back, just look around.'' Sack says thru the communicator
He was right the area around us was in ruins, the buildings were somehow barely standing they could come down on us at any moment, more importantly, his team no his friends were starting to lose their edge.
David was still on the girl but you could tell that he was getting tired, even with the armor there's a huge recoil for the gun he uses, and the Stratos is starting to move more and more like if she sensed he would soon be out of ammo.
Mark, Mark was almost completely out of it, somewhere along the way it seemed his gun overheated, all he had left was the standard and that thing could never cause enough damage.
Greening his teeth he had to make the call whether he liked it or not. This wasn't a suicide mission after all ''Damn it. All units I repeat all units, fall back were leaving, Leave behind some distractions and get over here now.'' he ordered
All of them instantly dropped grenades on the girls, and ran. When they all were together again Sack the only one that seemed unaffected by all this slammed the crystals together.
As the dark bubble surrounded them Tacaro saw when the drones managed to slip thru before it closed, he'd soon find out that he was the only one that saw what would later mark them as the Demolition team. The Stratos aimed her Lance and fired, however, it didn't get thru, instead her attack was reflected back at her. Before the bubble closed he saw her slam into one of the nearby buildings.
He just smiled.
That day three things happened, a Lawyer won a nearly impossible case on behalf of the men of the world, many would comment on how similar it was to the argument for women's rights. How right they were.
The second was seen by the entire world the Infinite Stratos were pinned and nearly defeated. However, the defeated part would be up for debate.
The last would only be known to the government, a chain of warehouses were raided but not a single soul was found within them. Clothes, books, and bandages were found but not a single clue as to where the people went.
Initiating Dirty money ][][
Stratos
How did this happen? It was supposed to be just another routine scouting mission - fly around, make sure nothing was off, and head back. Instead, everything went to hell. One of the girls reported that someone had jumped off a building, but when she moved in to save him, he was engulfed in a dark bubble. What came out... a giant in azure armor, neckless, with arms like sacks of boulders. Leveling a gigantic gun, it opened fire without warning or ceremony, catching her friend off-guard. Everyone else moved in to help hold it off while she reported in - but it wasn't alone. There were four more, and each one attacked immediately.
That wasn't how things were supposed to go. The Infinite Stratos were the ultimate weapons. None could match them, and yet, before her very eyes, her friends were being scythed down by unrelenting, implacable giants in chromatic paints. So she did the only thing she could.
She fired.
Certainly, she was wielding a prototype, but it was still the world's most advanced sniper weapon. That thing shouldn't have stood a chance, and yet it simply shrugged it off like an irritating gnat. Lowering herself slowly down, trying to avoid drawing attention, she took a careful look at their attackers. The designs were identical, set apart simply by their colors - blue, red, black, grey and green - and the weapons they wielded: a massive shotgun, a giant combat knife, what looked like a pair of blue balls and a final pair with what appeared to be oversized machine guns.
Whatever these things were, they were deadly, and she wasn't sure they'd survive to see their reinforcements.
Well.
At least her sisters might.
Rebels
She was beautiful; watching her slowly gliding down, Tacaro could only stare. The most striking feature was the pair of long, translucent green wings that glittered in the sun. He huffed, and chuckled wryly to himself.
Too bad we're on different sides.
She was obviously buying time, anyone could see that, but that gun still worried him. Shaped like a lance, and fully twice the length of the Stratos that carried it, a single shot had depleted over half his shields. Another hit from that would finish him. Carefully, he stowed his combat knife away and retrieved his machine gun.
This was going to be a long day.
Perhaps it was fate, but somehow they ended up catching each others' eyes, even despite their helmets. Though neither of them could see the other's face, time seemed to stop for an infinite moment, the battle falling silent and bullets hanging in the air. Then they opened fire.
Bullets and energy beams flew furiously, each of the pair desperately jinking to avoid the worst of the fire. Though they both evaded the majority of the damage, the area around them was not so lucky, great craters being rapidly torn open in the ground and surrounding buildings. A momentary glance to his HUD warned him that, even with what relatively little damage he couldn't slip past, his shields were dropping far too quickly for his comfort, especially since he wasn't at all confident that his armor could withstand his enemy's weapon.
As he frantically searched for cover, luck finally swung his way for once, and she disengaged, soaring up and backwards to get some distance. She'd taken quite the beating.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of two blue orbs rapidly approaching, and grinned.
Backup.
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Three years later
Six years ago a new exoskeleton called the Infinite Stratos (IS) was developed in Japan and quickly demonstrated just how easy it could take out a variety of conventional military weapons. The weapon was soon adopted by several nations... save for one flaw — only women could pilot it.
That all changed three years ago, when a war started in the city of Houston, in a joint assault between various nations in an attempt to stomp out an insurrectionist group from forming. However it was a disaster, and a World war started it was called: The Three Days of Terror.
In a classroom on an isolated island, a single young man sits nervously in a classroom full of women. Being the first and only man to ever be able to operate the Infinite Stratos, he was immediately brought into the IS academy in hopes of repairing some of the broken relations between Men and Woman.
As word of this spread hitting the world by storm, it was her old as a the beginning of a new age. Finally, both genders were to be at equal levels once again.
As a woman with long black hair, wearing a suit enters the classroom, all of the murmurs and chitchat typical to a classroom dies down. Accompanying her is a young woman with short green hair, wearing a gold-colored suit.
They are both the homeroom teacher and the assistant teacher for the class.
''Congratulations in getting into this school, from now on let's do our best to get along with each other. By the way my name is Maya Yamada, and I'll be the assistant teacher for this class.'' Says the woman in the gold suit, cheerfully.
''Ladies I hope you're proud of yourselves for getting into this school, you should be. Being an IS pilot is a rare thing and now that you're here you're all entitled to the truth.''
''First of all my name is Chifuyu Orimura, and I will be your Homeroom teacher. As to what I was saying the group that started the Three Days of Terror, are still out there, and the few members that were caught only revealed that the technology and information they had access to was stored in their computers.''
''Computers they destroyed beyond repair…. another piece of information they gave us was that we brought this on ourselves, as the armors were created just so they could keep up with our Infinite Stratos.''
''If you haven't understood yet, we started the war. We overreacted. Ladies your job as representatives is to show the world that we can get along once again.''
Far from this location in the city of Yokohama, a man wearing a long black trench coat, short spiky hair and blue sunglasses is staring at the sky. ''So after all this time it finally starts, Fifth Column today we finally know where you are.''
His name is unknown to the public, but the world knows him as the pilot of the Heavy Knight armor that lead the assault in Houston. The very same armor that fought on par with his sisters Valkyrie unit.
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''Yokohama the city of the night, in all honesty, I thought you would be livelier.'' He thinks to himself, as a group of children run past him. Only giving a slight glance he notes that the group of children is made of both boys and girls.
''Would you look at that, that's how it should be. Three years ago those boys would have been yelled at for chasing those girls. Regardless of whether it was a game or not.'' He thinks to himself, as he returns to staring at the sky.
''How long has it been seventeen, eighteen years since I first came to this world?'' He says to no one in particular, when all of a sudden a young woman's voice catches his attention.
''Have you been waiting long?'' She asks, while he still has his back turned to her.
Turning around so he can greet her, he immediately notes; her long blond hair, smooth creamy skin but what strikes him most of all is her expression, for the first time she seems to be smiling.
''Nop. I've just got here, so I decided to look at the sky while I waited." He says to her, now noting the bright yellow spring dress she's wearing, that somehow seems to generate happiness.
''So what did your dad say?'' He asks tho already knowing the answer.
''He's dead set on having me go to the Academy. For some reason he believes the man that piloted the IS can be convinced to join us.'' She says rather bluntly, showing her distaste at the thought.
''I see.'' He says, as he turns around and starts walking down the street, noting that she hadn't followed him he turns around and says. ''So you coming, it's my treat.''
Closing her eyes and letting out a breath, she didn't know she was holding in. She immediately smiles and begins to walk with him.
As they walk down the city streets she begins to note the odd feeling he's giving of.…..''Ismael did something happen? you seem to be really tense.'' She asks him worriedly.
Not even bothering to turn and look at her, to answer he says. ''Something happen? mmm Well, this weird girl, wearing a cute yellow dress started talking to me, but other than that nothing else.'' He says with a smile on his face.
''I'm not weird, and my dress isn't yellow it's sunny.'' She answers while pouting.
Now completely grinning. ''Number one yes your weird, second yellow is sunny, and three let's get some ice cream.''
''Alright bud but you have to pay for everything this time. Don't think I forgot how you cheated me.'' she says while pointing her right-hand finger at him.
As they arrive at a nearby ice cream store, Ismael notices their reflection in the black window the one used to display the prices to the clients coming in.
''Charlotte Dunois the IS representative of France, ….I don't know what I'm going to do with you. Even now looking at our reflection you're nothing more than sheer joy. I'm poison somehow I'll keep you safe.'' He silently thought to himself.
Unbeknownst to him Charlotte immediately noted how they looked and thought to herself. ''Ismael, a real knight, a Heavy Knight.
Why do you look like you're always crying? since the day I met you-you haven't stopped crying. Somehow I'll make sure you smile.'' After all that's what a wife does and you aren't getting rid of me.'' With these thoughts and others, Charlotte failed to notice when it was their turn to order and when they even arrive at the table. She stayed like this for a few seconds until a voice snapped her out of it.
''Charlotte listen, bad things are going to happen pretty soon, I want you to promise me that no matter what happens you won't get involved.'' He tells her.
''Why? what's? She begins to ask, but is immediately cut off.
''Don't ask any questions, just promise me that anything dealing with armors that aren't IS you'll stay away from.'' ''Please.''
Seeing his serious expression, somehow begging her she only nods.
''Thank you.'' he says, had she not had such good hearing Charlotte would have missed it. ''Now, seeing as we won't be seeing each other for a while, how about we go and have our first one of a kind date.'' He says to her, and just like that they spent their last peaceful day together.
Meanwhile back at the IS academy, the two teachers are finally done explaining how most of the training exercises will be done and have started having the students introduce themselves. However when the time came for the one male in the class to introduce himself.
''Hello, hello Earth to Ichika.'' A woman's voice called.
''Wa what?'' The young man says, suddenly noticing that she was talking to him.
''Sorry to put you in this spot but I started at the A's and now I'm at the O's'' Said the woman now revealed to be Maya Yamada
''Sorry my name is Ichika Orimura….and that's it.'' For some reason this statement made the entire class fall.. Immediately after a loud slam could be heard as Ms. Chifuyu slams her fist on Ichika's head.
''What was that wrong sis?'' Ichika asked
''Of course it was wrong you idiot.'' Chifuyu chastises him.
''Now now, class we're going to show you footage of yours truly going up against a member of the criminal group the Demolition team. Oh in case you don't know I'm the one wearing the green IS.'' miss Yamada says
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A student raises her hand, not bothering to wait and be acknowledged by the teacher she begins to talk. ''Ms,Yamada you fought a member of the Demolition team, they've only been seen twice. When did you encounter them?'' she asked
Smiling ''Good question you see, well why don't I show you'' Ms. Yamada says, as she presses play on a remote she took out of her pocket. ''You see, I was leading a routine scan of the city of Houston, you girls know that when the three days occurred we started making our routine flights a lot more frequent.''
''We were attacked, however, please look at the armors the Demolition team is wearing, notice something. They all look the same meaning the Fifth Column has begun to mass produce.''
While Ms. Yamado continued to explain no one noticed that the classes the main instructor had left, no one except Ichika. He began to wonder where his sister was going, after all it was the first day of class and he never saw her except maybe once every month.
sean chang
Chifuyu Orimura, one of the first Infinite Stratos pilots, and the pilot of the legendary White Knight the world's first Infinite Stratos. As she walked down the IS academic hallway, passing down several young women trying to gain her attention, he began to wonder What had changed?
The first time she ever piloted an IS she knew the consequences of her actions, governments and mercenaries would be after her and her armor. What she hadn't expected was how society would change.
Even she didn't agree with how men were treated back then. All that really occurred was that the position men and woman had were switched and the men ended up with even fewer privileges than the woman before them.
As she arrived at a simple white door her eyes hardened, steeling herself for what had to be done and entered. There sitting on a single bead, surrounded by bulletproof glass was a member of the Fifth Column.
At each corner was either a guard or an IS, not a single moment would he be left alone. He had short black hair, a small gut for the lack of exercise, and peach skin. Overall not much to look at.
However, there was no denying that look in his eyes, the way he looked at her. Like he was staring into her deepest parts, how he smiled, that smile so full of confidence. At barely eighteen years old this boy no this man was dangerous and he knew it.
While he looked at her, and she looked at him as if they were daring each other to make the first move, she felt her heart pound. All of a sudden the world around them disappeared, for a moment that lasted an eternity it was just the two of them.
She was about to say something, when a voice caught her attention. ''Ms, Orimura please close the door.'' Said one of the guards.
She did as asked only that the moment she turned her back did he begin to talk ''Orimura hu, talk about a weird name. Perhaps it's a last name, yeah that has to be it.''
''So tell me Ms. titi sensey what's for the agenda today?'' Are you going to brain fuck me again or perhaps you're planning on letting me have a go at you.''He asks however his statements seem rather hollow.
''Ricardo member of the Fifth Column, captured in Equador when the teleporter cylinders were destroyed. However for some reason, you didn't put up a fight when you were captured in fact you even gave up a lot of information, the question is why. She asks
''Here I thought that the time you drugged me, or when you put me in that damn machine you would have gotten everything you wanted'' He says with disgust in his eyes.
Not even bothering to show, an ounce of remorse she asks ''What is Old Earth?''
He simply smiles ''So you did get something. Tell Ms. double D's why should I tell you? What's in it for me?''
''You already gave us so much information, why would you give us demand now.'' She asks suspiciously
''No I gave the Government information, you received it from them. So what's in it for me?'' he states
''How are members of the Fifth Column so skilled? we have reports of you using machinery that would take years of training, even tho in the area they grew up that machinery does not exist.'' She asks again, not bothering to listen to his earlier statement.
''...Hmmm maybe magic powers.''he answers
''This is your last chance, or else we will have to start again. How are you communicating with each other?''
''I don't know maybe we're psykick.'' he says with a smile
''Damn it we've been at this for six months!, do you like being tortured? This could all stop if you cooperate.'' she screams out of frustration.
He stares at her. ''Let me ask you something. Why haven't we shown up these last three years? It's because we did what we set out to do, were free.''
''You were always free. She answers
''No, we weren't.''
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Chifuyu Orimura, only nodded her head as two of the guards walked into the cell holding the young man, as he attempted in vain, to resist the combined grip of both an Infinite Stratos and a guard from putting on the brain scanner. She could see he was only using half his strength, he was beginning to break but not in the way they wanted him, he would soon die from all the proving they've done to him.
As she began to turn around and walk away he suddenly decided to stop resisting and began to talk.
''A long time ago, a man once said give me freedom or give me death. A woman once said You may write me down in history with your bitter, twisted lines. You may trod me in the very dirt, but still, like dust, I'll rise.''
''Tell me is this freedom? have you marked me and my friends down as monsters when all we did was try to even out the playing field? We didn't attack you did, and then you blamed us. So who's worse?'' He said
As she walked away, she heard him screaming as the door closed behind her, somehow she knew this would be his last moments alive.
''Why would he quote Maya Angelou? Weren't they a terrorist group created to put the world into a male-dominated society'' These thoughts made themselves into her mind
However, one thought about all kept repeating itself ''What did those words mean?'' He was obviously pointing out something but what
Finally making it back to her assigned class, she noticed her brother had gotten into trouble again. Ichika really had a knack for woman, she couldn't help but worry about him, something deep down told her he would soon be involved in all of this mess.
Not because someone wanted the Stratos, but because people were saying that he represented the change of the world. Like it or not the Prisoner was right before woman would openly joke that if a war broke out between men and woman it wouldn't even last two days now those words were never uttered. Not after the Three days.
Suddenly someone began to talk behind her. ''It's amazing don't you think? a boy in the IS academy makes you wonder where we're going nowadays'' She said
Melissa the older sister of the leader of the Fifth column, the only reason she still has an Infinite Stratos is because the Government wouldn't let her retire. The incident with her brother started a hole investigation, child abuse and several forms of neglect were found on her brother's computer.
It looked like he was trying to get emancipated, even the time she begged him for forgiveness was there, but no signs of the armors whereabouts or as to where he may have gone.
It looked like another case where the father leaves because he can't stand the fact that his daughter was an IS pilot, and both she and her mother took it out on her brother. Seeing him as a reflection of her absent father.
''Is there anything you have to say Melissa?'' she said
''Nothing really, I saw you looking in your own class and decide to see what was so interesting.'' Melissa begins to walk away, briefly stopping to say something as her back is still turned ''A word of advice take good care of your brother, you and him are like mirrors to me and my brother. She says, as she starts to walk again
As she opens the door she catches the last of the argument between Ichika and Cecilia Alcott the representative for Great Britain.
''So it's agreed we will have a duel to decide who will be the class representative, if you lose you will be my slave.'' Says Cecilia rather arrogantly
''Sure, but if you lose you have to be my slave'' Ichika says countering
''Then it's decided tomorrow the duel will occur the winner will be named Class Representative'' Chifuyu Orimura, says catching everyone by surprise.
Far away from this cheerful Ismael receives a telephone call, halfway thru his date with Charlotte. ''Hello'' he says
On the other side of the line Tia says ''target marked ready when you give the word, there's only a handful of people around.'' yet competitive place
He only says one word ''Do it.'' then immediately hangs up, Smiling at Charlotte he begins to ask her what movie she wants to see.
Far from his location Tia wearing black hot pants, a spaghetti string shirt, while holding on to a high powered modified sniper rifle, pulls the trigger. Her but hits a man's head while he carried his six year old daughter in his arms. She only says ''One down, fifty to go.''
When he first got accepted to that school, his parents were proud of him, but when he got there, he found out there were only five guys, in a school full of women.
It was every guy's dream, then they did something stupid, and they ended up in that school's prison. As time went on, he and his friend found out that they weren't getting out. So he escaped for a couple of hours, in order to meet this girl he liked.
His friends covered for him, and they got expelled. The last thing he heard, from the Dark Student Council president, was ''Good you garbage, didn't deserve to come this School'' she had planned everything from the binning.
The only thing he wants now is to snap, that bitch's neck.
''Alright everybody you heard the boss category red, shoot to kill.''
''Alright guys, just like we practiced. Don't deploy your armors, until the last minute, that way we can catch them off guard.'' Tacaro said.
''Hey Tacaro.'' Michael said, thru their communicator.
''Yeah'' Tacaro he answered
''I know we should keep our mouths shut, but listen. Last night I had a dream.''
'' We were back at that damn private school, for some reason you were Asian, Mark still was fat, David wasn't missing his left eye. For some damn reason I was using a hood all the time, and Sack was blond.''
''What I'm trying to say is that I saw us, living the life we had in that hell, it was all the same until you escaped to see that girl you liked, for the second time.'' ''Not only did you make it the first time, but the second time too.'' Michael said
''I saw those bitches get caught, in the way they treated us, and get thrown in the prison. We made friends, and we all even got girlfriends at the end. But when the dream ended, we stood in front of each other our counterparts and us. '' I don't know who said it, one of them, or one of us, but a voice said I'm what you could have been. Michael said.
''I know I'm interrupting, but don't worry about it, we're not those guys anymore now get ready here they come.'' Sack said.
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News report
A man reporting the evening news; ''That does it for today's weather, hold on a second this just in something has just happened, near the Costliness Freeway. We go with Martha, who is in the traffic copter, Martha.'' He said.
Machine guns firing in the background. ''Pull up ! pull up! Can anybody hear me. What you are seeing is a full blown out war, between members of the Fifth Column, and the Infinite Stratos. [ a bright light ] All my god they just destroyed three buildings!'' she screams before the video is cut off.
Ten minutes earlier.
''Alright guys, go! Tacaro said
''I'm on it.'' David said. While running straight towards the edge, of the office building he was on. He jumps, as soon as he gets near it. One of the Stratos sees him, and heads toward his direction.
As soon as she's near him, a dark bubble surrounds him. An armored giant takes his place. He fires three shots at the girl, taking her off balance, two chains are launched from his sides, quickly attaching themselves to the Stratos. He uses his jetpack, as support and swings the girl into a building.
While she's incapacitated, he lands on top of her, quickly switching to rapid fire mode. Using up not one, but two, clips of ammo. Yet the bitches shields were still there.
Both of the remaining I.S move in to help their friend, but are quickly intercepted by Mark, using his four barrel shotgun, he severely depletes one of the girl's shields. Sack uses ten plasma grenades, they stick to the last girl's armor, somehow bypassing her shields. The explosion shatters, all of the nearby windows.
Michael uses his chains to wrap around one of the Stratos' feet, pulling her to the ground, while Mark continues to unload on her. Tacaro, seeing Sack had immobilized, his target moves in for the kill. Only to feel a sudden tick from his side, another I.S descends from the sky.
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Back with the Impala, currently speeding down the freeway.
''Are they going to be alright? you just left them''. The girl said.
''A low me sir''. James said.''
''Those guys are wearing Starcraft Marine armor, those things are as thick as Tanks, underneath they are wearing a lightweight power armor think of it like a lever, so they can move around. Add to that, the upgrades they got, and those guys are strong as well as fast.'' James said.
''The upgrade creates, you know what think about it this way, it creates the effect of the eye of a hurricane, meaning the surrounding area may receive all the damage and weight, while those guys don't feel a thing''. James said.
''Oh.'' she said, looking like she didn't understand.
''Forget about it. Listen, girl, what's your name, I didn't catch it earlier.'' James said
''Its Cecilia.'' she answered
''CC hu nice, Boss doesn't look back but we got company.'' At the distance Police lights can be seen]
''Hurry it up then.'' I answered
Stratos
How did this happen? It was supposed to be just another routine scouting, fly around, make sure nothing was off, and go back. Instead, everything went to hell.
One of the girls reported that someone had jumped off a building, she moved in to try to save him when that person was enveloped in a dark bubble. What came out was a giant in blue armor, it had no neck, it's shoulders were like boulders, the abdomen, down to the center were dark it easily towered over her.
Using a giant gun it had, it immediately attached catching her friend off guard. Everyone else moved in to help, while she reported in. Only that thing wasn't alone. Four more, of those things, attacked immediately as soon as her friends were close.
This isn't how things were supposed to go, Infinite Stratos, were the ultimate weapon. No one could match them, but her friends were getting killed right in front of her.
So she did the one thing she could do, she fired.
Certainly, her gun was a prototype, but it still was the most advanced sniper weapon. That thing shouldn't have stood a chance, and yet it simply shrugged it off like an irritative qanat. Lowered herself slowly down, trying to avoid drawing attention, she took a careful look at their attackers. Their designs were identical, set apart simply their colors, blue, red, black, gray, and green- the weapons they wielded: a massive shotgun, a giant combat knife, and what appeared to be a pair of blue balls in its hands, and the final pair appeared to be oversized machine guns.
revels
She was beautiful; watching her slowly gliding down, Tacaro could only stare. The most striking feature was a pair of long green wings, glittered when they were hit by the sun.
His only thoughts were, Too bad we're on different sides.
She was obviously buying time, anyone could see that, but that gun she had worried him. Shaped like a lance fully twice the length of the Stratos carrying it, a single shot depleted half his shields. Another hit would finish him. Carefully he stowed his combat knife away and equipped his machine gun
This was going to be a long day.
Perhaps it was fate, but they somehow ended up catching each others eye, even despite their helmets. Thoe neither could see the others face time seemed to stop for an infinite moment. The battle falling silent and bullets hanging in the air then they opened fire.
Bullets and energy beams flew furiously, each of the pair desperately jinking to avoid the other. Thoe both of them avoided most of the damage the area around them wasn't so lucky, great creators being rapidly opened in the ground surrounding the buildings. A momentary glance at his hud revealed that even with relatively little damage he couldn't sleep past, his shields were dropping far too quickly for his comfort, especially since he wasn't all too confident his armor could withstand the enemy's weapon.
As he frantically searches for some cover, luck finally swung his way for once, and she disengaged soaring attempting to get some distance She had taken quite the beating.
Out of the corner of his eye, he sees two blue balls attach themselves to her Sack had come to back him up.
A miniature helicopter with a machine gun on the bottom follows the Infinite Stratos into the air, accompanying it is a miniature F/A-18C fighter jet plane. Both are designed to record everything that goes on-however for a situation like this they carry EMP pulse generators, nothing that will do any harm to the Stratos but they seem to make them have some problems.
Suddenly a voice comes thru the communicator ''Fall back they reached the rondevu point.''
''Sack what the hell? Why are those drones out in the open?'' Tecaro asks
''Haven't you noticed it's getting worse, our surprise attack is all gone and we barely caused any damage, were running out of ammunition, I'm down to my last grenades we have to fall back, just look around.'' Sack says thru the communicator
He was right the area around us was in ruins, the buildings were somehow barely standing they could come down on us at any moment, more importantly, his team no his friends were starting to lose their edge.
David was still on the girl but you could tell that he was getting tired, even with the armor there's a huge recoil for the gun he uses, and the Stratos is starting to move more and more like if she sensed he would soon be out of ammo.
Mark, Mark was almost completely out of it, somewhere along the way it seemed his gun overheated, all he had left was the standard and that thing could never cause enough damage.
Greening his teeth he had to make the call whether he liked it or not. This wasn't a suicide mission after all ''Damn it. All units I repeat all units, fall back were leaving, Leave behind some distractions and get over here now.'' he ordered
All of them instantly dropped grenades on the girls, and ran. When they all were together again Sack the only one that seemed unaffected by all this slammed the crystals together.
As the dark bubble surrounded them Tacaro saw when the drones managed to slip thru before it closed, he'd soon find out that he was the only one that saw what would later mark them as the Demolition team. The Stratos aimed her Lance and fired, however, it didn't get thru, instead her attack was reflected back at her. Before the bubble closed he saw her slam into one of the nearby buildings.
He just smiled.
That day three things happened, a Lawyer won a nearly impossible case on behalf of the men of the world, many would comment on how similar it was to the argument for women's rights. How right they were.
The second was seen by the entire world the Infinite Stratos were pinned and nearly defeated. However, the defeated part would be up for debate.
The last would only be known to the government, a chain of warehouses were raided but not a single soul was found within them. Clothes, books, and bandages were found but not a single clue as to where the people went.
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Stratos
How did this happen? It was supposed to be just another routine scouting mission - fly around, make sure nothing was off, and head back. Instead, everything went to hell. One of the girls reported that someone had jumped off a building, but when she moved in to save him, he was engulfed in a dark bubble. What came out... a giant in azure armor, neckless, with arms like sacks of boulders. Leveling a gigantic gun, it opened fire without warning or ceremony, catching her friend off-guard. Everyone else moved in to help hold it off while she reported in - but it wasn't alone. There were four more, and each one attacked immediately.
That wasn't how things were supposed to go. The Infinite Stratos were the ultimate weapons. None could match them, and yet, before her very eyes, her friends were being scythed down by unrelenting, implacable giants in chromatic paints. So she did the only thing she could.
She fired.
Certainly, she was wielding a prototype, but it was still the world's most advanced sniper weapon. That thing shouldn't have stood a chance, and yet it simply shrugged it off like an irritating gnat. Lowering herself slowly down, trying to avoid drawing attention, she took a careful look at their attackers. The designs were identical, set apart simply by their colors - blue, red, black, grey and green - and the weapons they wielded: a massive shotgun, a giant combat knife, what looked like a pair of blue balls and a final pair with what appeared to be oversized machine guns.
Whatever these things were, they were deadly, and she wasn't sure they'd survive to see their reinforcements.
Well.
At least her sisters might.
Rebels
She was beautiful; watching her slowly gliding down, Tacaro could only stare. The most striking feature was the pair of long, translucent green wings that glittered in the sun. He huffed, and chuckled wryly to himself.
Too bad we're on different sides.
She was obviously buying time, anyone could see that, but that gun still worried him. Shaped like a lance, and fully twice the length of the Stratos that carried it, a single shot had depleted over half his shields. Another hit from that would finish him. Carefully, he stowed his combat knife away and retrieved his machine gun.
This was going to be a long day.
Perhaps it was fate, but somehow they ended up catching each others' eyes, even despite their helmets. Though neither of them could see the other's face, time seemed to stop for an infinite moment, the battle falling silent and bullets hanging in the air. Then they opened fire.
Bullets and energy beams flew furiously, each of the pair desperately jinking to avoid the worst of the fire. Though they both evaded the majority of the damage, the area around them was not so lucky, great craters being rapidly torn open in the ground and surrounding buildings. A momentary glance to his HUD warned him that, even with what relatively little damage he couldn't slip past, his shields were dropping far too quickly for his comfort, especially since he wasn't at all confident that his armor could withstand his enemy's weapon.
As he frantically searched for cover, luck finally swung his way for once, and she disengaged, soaring up and backwards to get some distance. She'd taken quite the beating.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of two blue orbs rapidly approaching, and grinned.
Backup.
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Three years later
Six years ago a new exoskeleton called the Infinite Stratos (IS) was developed in Japan and quickly demonstrated just how easy it could take out a variety of conventional military weapons. The weapon was soon adopted by several nations... save for one flaw — only women could pilot it.
That all changed three years ago, when a war started in the city of Houston, in a joint assault between various nations in an attempt to stomp out an insurrectionist group from forming. However it was a disaster, and a World war started it was called: The Three Days of Terror.
In a classroom on an isolated island, a single young man sits nervously in a classroom full of women. Being the first and only man to ever be able to operate the Infinite Stratos, he was immediately brought into the IS academy in hopes of repairing some of the broken relations between Men and Woman.
As word of this spread hitting the world by storm, it was her old as a the beginning of a new age. Finally, both genders were to be at equal levels once again.
As a woman with long black hair, wearing a suit enters the classroom, all of the murmurs and chitchat typical to a classroom dies down. Accompanying her is a young woman with short green hair, wearing a gold-colored suit.
They are both the homeroom teacher and the assistant teacher for the class.
''Congratulations in getting into this school, from now on let's do our best to get along with each other. By the way my name is Maya Yamada, and I'll be the assistant teacher for this class.'' Says the woman in the gold suit, cheerfully.
''Ladies I hope you're proud of yourselves for getting into this school, you should be. Being an IS pilot is a rare thing and now that you're here you're all entitled to the truth.''
''First of all my name is Chifuyu Orimura, and I will be your Homeroom teacher. As to what I was saying the group that started the Three Days of Terror, are still out there, and the few members that were caught only revealed that the technology and information they had access to was stored in their computers.''
''Computers they destroyed beyond repair…. another piece of information they gave us was that we brought this on ourselves, as the armors were created just so they could keep up with our Infinite Stratos.''
''If you haven't understood yet, we started the war. We overreacted. Ladies your job as representatives is to show the world that we can get along once again.''
Far from this location in the city of Yokohama, a man wearing a long black trench coat, short spiky hair and blue sunglasses is staring at the sky. ''So after all this time it finally starts, Fifth Column today we finally know where you are.''
His name is unknown to the public, but the world knows him as the pilot of the Heavy Knight armor that lead the assault in Houston. The very same armor that fought on par with his sisters Valkyrie unit.
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''Yokohama the city of the night, in all honesty, I thought you would be livelier.'' He thinks to himself, as a group of children run past him. Only giving a slight glance he notes that the group of children is made of both boys and girls.
''Would you look at that, that's how it should be. Three years ago those boys would have been yelled at for chasing those girls. Regardless of whether it was a game or not.'' He thinks to himself, as he returns to staring at the sky.
''How long has it been seventeen, eighteen years since I first came to this world?'' He says to no one in particular, when all of a sudden a young woman's voice catches his attention.
''Have you been waiting long?'' She asks, while he still has his back turned to her.
Turning around so he can greet her, he immediately notes; her long blond hair, smooth creamy skin but what strikes him most of all is her expression, for the first time she seems to be smiling.
''Nop. I've just got here, so I decided to look at the sky while I waited." He says to her, now noting the bright yellow spring dress she's wearing, that somehow seems to generate happiness.
''So what did your dad say?'' He asks tho already knowing the answer.
''He's dead set on having me go to the Academy. For some reason he believes the man that piloted the IS can be convinced to join us.'' She says rather bluntly, showing her distaste at the thought.
''I see.'' He says, as he turns around and starts walking down the street, noting that she hadn't followed him he turns around and says. ''So you coming, it's my treat.''
Closing her eyes and letting out a breath, she didn't know she was holding in. She immediately smiles and begins to walk with him.
As they walk down the city streets she begins to note the odd feeling he's giving of.…..''Ismael did something happen? you seem to be really tense.'' She asks him worriedly.
Not even bothering to turn and look at her, to answer he says. ''Something happen? mmm Well, this weird girl, wearing a cute yellow dress started talking to me, but other than that nothing else.'' He says with a smile on his face.
''I'm not weird, and my dress isn't yellow it's sunny.'' She answers while pouting.
Now completely grinning. ''Number one yes your weird, second yellow is sunny, and three let's get some ice cream.''
''Alright bud but you have to pay for everything this time. Don't think I forgot how you cheated me.'' she says while pointing her right-hand finger at him.
As they arrive at a nearby ice cream store, Ismael notices their reflection in the black window the one used to display the prices to the clients coming in.
''Charlotte Dunois the IS representative of France, ….I don't know what I'm going to do with you. Even now looking at our reflection you're nothing more than sheer joy. I'm poison somehow I'll keep you safe.'' He silently thought to himself.
Unbeknownst to him Charlotte immediately noted how they looked and thought to herself. ''Ismael, a real knight, a Heavy Knight.
Why do you look like you're always crying? since the day I met you-you haven't stopped crying. Somehow I'll make sure you smile.'' After all that's what a wife does and you aren't getting rid of me.'' With these thoughts and others, Charlotte failed to notice when it was their turn to order and when they even arrive at the table. She stayed like this for a few seconds until a voice snapped her out of it.
''Charlotte listen, bad things are going to happen pretty soon, I want you to promise me that no matter what happens you won't get involved.'' He tells her.
''Why? what's? She begins to ask, but is immediately cut off.
''Don't ask any questions, just promise me that anything dealing with armors that aren't IS you'll stay away from.'' ''Please.''
Seeing his serious expression, somehow begging her she only nods.
''Thank you.'' he says, had she not had such good hearing Charlotte would have missed it. ''Now, seeing as we won't be seeing each other for a while, how about we go and have our first one of a kind date.'' He says to her, and just like that they spent their last peaceful day together.
Meanwhile back at the IS academy, the two teachers are finally done explaining how most of the training exercises will be done and have started having the students introduce themselves. However when the time came for the one male in the class to introduce himself.
''Hello, hello Earth to Ichika.'' A woman's voice called.
''Wa what?'' The young man says, suddenly noticing that she was talking to him.
''Sorry to put you in this spot but I started at the A's and now I'm at the O's'' Said the woman now revealed to be Maya Yamada
''Sorry my name is Ichika Orimura….and that's it.'' For some reason this statement made the entire class fall.. Immediately after a loud slam could be heard as Ms. Chifuyu slams her fist on Ichika's head.
''What was that wrong sis?'' Ichika asked
''Of course it was wrong you idiot.'' Chifuyu chastises him.
''Now now, class we're going to show you footage of yours truly going up against a member of the criminal group the Demolition team. Oh in case you don't know I'm the one wearing the green IS.'' miss Yamada says
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A student raises her hand, not bothering to wait and be acknowledged by the teacher she begins to talk. ''Ms,Yamada you fought a member of the Demolition team, they've only been seen twice. When did you encounter them?'' she asked
Smiling ''Good question you see, well why don't I show you'' Ms. Yamada says, as she presses play on a remote she took out of her pocket. ''You see, I was leading a routine scan of the city of Houston, you girls know that when the three days occurred we started making our routine flights a lot more frequent.''
''We were attacked, however, please look at the armors the Demolition team is wearing, notice something. They all look the same meaning the Fifth Column has begun to mass produce.''
While Ms. Yamado continued to explain no one noticed that the classes the main instructor had left, no one except Ichika. He began to wonder where his sister was going, after all it was the first day of class and he never saw her except maybe once every month.
sean chang
Chifuyu Orimura, one of the first Infinite Stratos pilots, and the pilot of the legendary White Knight the world's first Infinite Stratos. As she walked down the IS academic hallway, passing down several young women trying to gain her attention, he began to wonder What had changed?
The first time she ever piloted an IS she knew the consequences of her actions, governments and mercenaries would be after her and her armor. What she hadn't expected was how society would change.
Even she didn't agree with how men were treated back then. All that really occurred was that the position men and woman had were switched and the men ended up with even fewer privileges than the woman before them.
As she arrived at a simple white door her eyes hardened, steeling herself for what had to be done and entered. There sitting on a single bead, surrounded by bulletproof glass was a member of the Fifth Column.
At each corner was either a guard or an IS, not a single moment would he be left alone. He had short black hair, a small gut for the lack of exercise, and peach skin. Overall not much to look at.
However, there was no denying that look in his eyes, the way he looked at her. Like he was staring into her deepest parts, how he smiled, that smile so full of confidence. At barely eighteen years old this boy no this man was dangerous and he knew it.
While he looked at her, and she looked at him as if they were daring each other to make the first move, she felt her heart pound. All of a sudden the world around them disappeared, for a moment that lasted an eternity it was just the two of them.
She was about to say something, when a voice caught her attention. ''Ms, Orimura please close the door.'' Said one of the guards.
She did as asked only that the moment she turned her back did he begin to talk ''Orimura hu, talk about a weird name. Perhaps it's a last name, yeah that has to be it.''
''So tell me Ms. titi sensey what's for the agenda today?'' Are you going to brain fuck me again or perhaps you're planning on letting me have a go at you.''He asks however his statements seem rather hollow.
''Ricardo member of the Fifth Column, captured in Equador when the teleporter cylinders were destroyed. However for some reason, you didn't put up a fight when you were captured in fact you even gave up a lot of information, the question is why. She asks
''Here I thought that the time you drugged me, or when you put me in that damn machine you would have gotten everything you wanted'' He says with disgust in his eyes.
Not even bothering to show, an ounce of remorse she asks ''What is Old Earth?''
He simply smiles ''So you did get something. Tell Ms. double D's why should I tell you? What's in it for me?''
''You already gave us so much information, why would you give us demand now.'' She asks suspiciously
''No I gave the Government information, you received it from them. So what's in it for me?'' he states
''How are members of the Fifth Column so skilled? we have reports of you using machinery that would take years of training, even tho in the area they grew up that machinery does not exist.'' She asks again, not bothering to listen to his earlier statement.
''...Hmmm maybe magic powers.''he answers
''This is your last chance, or else we will have to start again. How are you communicating with each other?''
''I don't know maybe we're psykick.'' he says with a smile
''Damn it we've been at this for six months!, do you like being tortured? This could all stop if you cooperate.'' she screams out of frustration.
He stares at her. ''Let me ask you something. Why haven't we shown up these last three years? It's because we did what we set out to do, were free.''
''You were always free. She answers
''No, we weren't.''
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Chifuyu Orimura, only nodded her head as two of the guards walked into the cell holding the young man, as he attempted in vain, to resist the combined grip of both an Infinite Stratos and a guard from putting on the brain scanner. She could see he was only using half his strength, he was beginning to break but not in the way they wanted him, he would soon die from all the proving they've done to him.
As she began to turn around and walk away he suddenly decided to stop resisting and began to talk.
''A long time ago, a man once said give me freedom or give me death. A woman once said You may write me down in history with your bitter, twisted lines. You may trod me in the very dirt, but still, like dust, I'll rise.''
''Tell me is this freedom? have you marked me and my friends down as monsters when all we did was try to even out the playing field? We didn't attack you did, and then you blamed us. So who's worse?'' He said
As she walked away, she heard him screaming as the door closed behind her, somehow she knew this would be his last moments alive.
''Why would he quote Maya Angelou? Weren't they a terrorist group created to put the world into a male-dominated society'' These thoughts made themselves into her mind
However, one thought about all kept repeating itself ''What did those words mean?'' He was obviously pointing out something but what
Finally making it back to her assigned class, she noticed her brother had gotten into trouble again. Ichika really had a knack for woman, she couldn't help but worry about him, something deep down told her he would soon be involved in all of this mess.
Not because someone wanted the Stratos, but because people were saying that he represented the change of the world. Like it or not the Prisoner was right before woman would openly joke that if a war broke out between men and woman it wouldn't even last two days now those words were never uttered. Not after the Three days.
Suddenly someone began to talk behind her. ''It's amazing don't you think? a boy in the IS academy makes you wonder where we're going nowadays'' She said
Melissa the older sister of the leader of the Fifth column, the only reason she still has an Infinite Stratos is because the Government wouldn't let her retire. The incident with her brother started a hole investigation, child abuse and several forms of neglect were found on her brother's computer.
It looked like he was trying to get emancipated, even the time she begged him for forgiveness was there, but no signs of the armors whereabouts or as to where he may have gone.
It looked like another case where the father leaves because he can't stand the fact that his daughter was an IS pilot, and both she and her mother took it out on her brother. Seeing him as a reflection of her absent father.
''Is there anything you have to say Melissa?'' she said
''Nothing really, I saw you looking in your own class and decide to see what was so interesting.'' Melissa begins to walk away, briefly stopping to say something as her back is still turned ''A word of advice take good care of your brother, you and him are like mirrors to me and my brother. She says, as she starts to walk again
As she opens the door she catches the last of the argument between Ichika and Cecilia Alcott the representative for Great Britain.
''So it's agreed we will have a duel to decide who will be the class representative, if you lose you will be my slave.'' Says Cecilia rather arrogantly
''Sure, but if you lose you have to be my slave'' Ichika says countering
''Then it's decided tomorrow the duel will occur the winner will be named Class Representative'' Chifuyu Orimura, says catching everyone by surprise.
Far away from this cheerful Ismael receives a telephone call, halfway thru his date with Charlotte. ''Hello'' he says
On the other side of the line Tia says ''target marked ready when you give the word, there's only a handful of people around.'' yet competitive place
He only says one word ''Do it.'' then immediately hangs up, Smiling at Charlotte he begins to ask her what movie she wants to see.
Far from his location Tia wearing black hot pants, a spaghetti string shirt, while holding on to a high powered modified sniper rifle, pulls the trigger. Her but hits a man's head while he carried his six year old daughter in his arms. She only says ''One down, fifty to go.''
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Within the first paragraph:
"First of all to whoever is reading this (delete space), All I want to say is this.(This should be a colon.)
The events that occurred because of me, and all of the people with me (space on wrong side of comma),wore (were, not wore) brought on by one and only one feeling (this should be a colon, not comma), Revenge (There should be a period then a paragraph break here) admittedly we wanted to change the world to (should be 'too', and again, extra space)."
Going by your word choice, you actually have some idea to write, but failure at grammar and homophones/near homophones is completely destroying any kind of flow to this.
I didn't get past the third paragraph.
Within the first paragraph:
"First of all to whoever is reading this (delete space), All I want to say is this.(This should be a colon.)
The events that occurred because of me, and all of the people with me (space on wrong side of comma),wore (were, not wore) brought on by one and only one feeling (this should be a colon, not comma), Revenge (There should be a period then a paragraph break here) admittedly we wanted to change the world to (should be 'too', and again, extra space)."
Going by your word choice, you actually have some idea to write, but failure at grammar and homophones/near homophones is completely destroying any kind of flow to this.
I didn't get past the third paragraph.
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Okay I admit I did not get further than this due to laughing too hard. Made me imagine the main character as Ramiel.
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blueayes
If you want peace, then you must prepare for war.
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As the cheerful blue skies with white clouds, make way for the star-filled black sky, street lights illuminate the city streets. Charlotte begins to walk out of the movie theater, with a bright smile on her face and her arm latched on to Ismael's, who looked extremely confused.
Not even bothering to try and put in some form of tack into the question, he asks. ''Why was the redo of Star Wars so screwed up? Luke, I am your mother. What the hell?''
It was moments like these, that Charlotte had a rare expression on her. One that was only known by those closest to her. A flat look, mixed with a straight face. The kind people give each other, the one that says let it go man, just let it go. While true, she could debate\argue with him, how this remake made a lot more sense, she also knew what a huge Star Wars fan he was.
So she choose to do the smarter thing and made him shut up and do\think of something else. ''Ismael let's go see the city lights.'' Charlotte says
''What?'' says Ismael
''There's is a building that lets people see the city lights from the roof, I heard about it from a friend.'' Charlotte says
''Shure but why all of a sudden?'' Ismael asks
''Actually, I wanted to see it ever since I heard about it.'' Charlotte says As they walk Charlotte begins to fidget and become tense, finally mustering up the courage she asks Ismael a question she knows is incredibly sensitive not just to him but the entire group.
'' Is...Ismael, why did you start the war? I know that you keep saying that you didn't want a war but that's what you started. The thing is no one says why when I ask them they just keep quiet.'' Charlotte says in a mixture of timid and firm voice
''...We don't talk about it, because we failed at what we wanted.'' Taking a deep breath while people walk leisurely by them Ismael begins to talk. ''I'm not going to lie when I started this I wanted revenge, but the thing is that only gets so far. As I got older I began to see the world in a different light.''
''You see the truth is I gave up on building the armors more than once, it was because of money or something else but ultimately I always gave up. I had already met James and Michael back then you know how it is, a group of us get together and we built a tv and tried to sell it.''
''A man named Wong stole the design and left us without anything, you know what the worst part of it was the Judge didn't even believe us. She said that because we were too young we could have never built the thing.''
''You know at the end of the day we didn't really care anymore and we let it go, let's leave it at things happen.'' He begins to smile ''I think it was when I entered my first year of High School I met a guy named Timothy, the guy was a good friend. Melissa was with him around that time, beats the hell out of me if they had a thing, but I think they were just friends.''
''Anyway life at home was going from bad to worse, combined that with the bullying at school and how guys were treated back then and I was ticking time bomb. Look I'm not going to lie I was to caught up on myself back then but I wasn't the only one.'' '' You see one day we met a guy named Lance and that guy was insane to think he actually struck back at several of the girls.''
''Hell I don't even remember when it was, but we got together one day. The truth is, I wasn't the only one that wanted to build the damn things, hell our original plan was to sell a completed model and watch the profits come in.''
''Look things were bad back then and I mean bad. ...There were times that I honestly thought I didn't any freedom at all it just wouldn't stop. Back then I really was at the point where I would have blown, turns out everyone else was too.''
''You see up to this point we were just talking about rebuilding them, that was until I decided to post it on the websites, everyone said it couldn't be done. Guess I showed them, you can imagine the rest, when they found out that I somewhat did it, they started building their own.''
''The truth is we couldn't keep contact with several of the other groups, as a result some of them ended up with better armor, weapons or shields. But the thing is when someone wants to change the way people think, people were going to resist.''
''You see the way we saw things back then was like this. If the Infinite Stratos gave woman the ability to do what they wanted because it was unstoppable, then proving that it wasn't would make them realize that they couldn't get away with it anymore.''
''I guess you can say we succeeded and we paid the price for it, God knows when everyone's mind changed.''
''Charlotte listen when a group like this is created not everyone agrees with how it's being lead. Please stay away from anything involving us, in the near future, bad things are going to happen. Looks like we're here.'' Ismael finally finishes
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As an awkward silence settled between them, they both simply stared into the city neither one tried nor bothered to continue their conversation. While cool winds became colder announcing the arrival of dawn, Charlotte would steel small glances at Ismael but other than that nothing else happened. As dawn broke they said their goodbyes and went their separate ways.
Taking out his cellphone Ismael called his current partner.'' Tia I'm going to go ahead and deal with my sister, I want you to find out what happened the little girl of the man you killed.'' He told Tia
''... The girls in our custody, just like the other ones. You sure you wanna do this? I mean you can just send them a letter and leave it at that.'' Tia answered
''Somethings have to be done face to face, if things go south don't bother saving me, move to face one, start cleaning out our mess.'' With those words said and the sound of a click told him that Melissa had hung up. Ismael immediately went to his contacts and sent a message to a number he hadn't used in two years.
At the IS academy, the sounds of a young man fighting off an angry roommate can be heard, their voices echoing thru the halls. sounded strangely cheerful, however, in a room, a single woman sits on her bed, as hot tears fall onto her hands, her cell phone next to her. Its message was simple and direct to the point.
City Yokohama, go to the building that lets you see the city lights at night. We will meet in two days.
It was her brother, he wanted to talk, after all this time, could they. Her answer was obvious, truth be told it was surprisingly easy to get a day off in the academy especially since she had never taken one, so she would try and talk some sense into him. With her mind made up she dried her tears and closed her eyes hoping she made the right choice.
Far from these places, a meeting between fifty people took place, the group consisted of both men and woman, by all honesty if one had laid eyes on them they would note how they all seemed so ordinary with only a few sticking out from the rest.
These people made up the Council that lead and managed some of the U.N. S.C's less than favorable deeds, along with the Independence as a whole.
''Is this accurate.'' Says 1
''Yeah, it looks like that idiot was right.'' Says 3
''We have to get this to everyone from Old Earth, after that they will have to make up their own minds of what to do next.'' Says 12
On an office room table, sat a yellow folder wide open demonstrating the findings of an investigation that Ismael along with several other people have started. It read.
Old Earth Manipulation project.
From the moment of the arrival and awakening of all the people from Old Earth, It has been concluded that not a single individual has lost a fragment of their memories from their time of living in the old world.
Further the technologies that are present, as well as currently being manufactured or used. Have ranged from somewhat, to drastic in their fundamentals, this means that New Earth technologies can barely be understood, much less used to create hybrid technologies.
These findings along with the fact, that many appliances still had power and were in near mint condition have hinted out of the manipulation of the people currently involved.
The findings have also been cemented, by the fact that the U. N. S. C used natives of New Earth for the espionage of its own members.
Furthermore the findings, that nearly all individuals are known to have awakened to abusive families, have siblings or were in constant attack by the inhabitants of New Earth our conclusion is that.
We were dropped off with the full understanding of our original world mechanics, but with no knowledge as to how the world worked around us worked. Tho we did get enough time to understand the world around us.
This was inspired by the locations on which we arrived, along with tools which we would need in their original locations.
We were brought here to see how we would react and to see how the world reacted to us. In all likelihood, we will never go home.
''Well vote on it, all of those in favor in allowing the Independence to see this say I, all those against it raise your hands.'' Says number fifty.
Only number four said I everyone else rose their hands.
Raising his hands and clapping the number fifty says. ''Meeting dismissed, get Lance on the line tell him that Heavy is going to need his help in two days.'' With a smirk on his face, barely showing his milk-white teeth. Somehow showing off his white shirt, red tie and black suit with white thin stripes, he begins to plot the next phase of his plan.
As the rest of the Council leaves he simply raises his voice and say ''Judy please get our investors online, tell them that the new project will be out, for them to see in action soon.'' He says
A woman with short black hair and a red coat white shirt with a red skirt and black heels shoes nod and walks away. The firm look in her black eyes, along with the cruel smirk on her red lipstick color lips said it all. It would be hard for people to note that she was actually number eighteen, considering she works as a secretary.
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Two days later
As Melissa walked down the airplane stairs, she was immediately greeted with the soft cool breeze, combining that with the warm sun made the day feel calm, peaceful. Still she couldn't help but feel nervous, today was the day she would see her brother again.
She would tell him that their mother and herself had been going to therapy and that they wanted him back. Still could they be a family again, as she walked past the other passengers and all of the people coming and going from the airport, she began to wonder.
Where had they gone wrong'' No she knew where, she just didn't want to admit it. It started when she was around ten the day she had been scouted to be an I.S pilot. Her father didn't take it well. Little by little the arguments began, either because she stayed out too long for someone her age, or because he tried to fully stop her from becoming a pilot.
Her mother was caught in between, oh how much had gone wrong in those short two years, She could still see her mother try and be the voice of reason between the two. But being a pilot was a huge honor so she tended to side with her and the day he tried to make her stop being a pilot by force, was the same day she got him arrested.
The Government didn't take it kindly, he had spent two days in jail. The day he was let out was the day he left, he never bothered coming home. They worried about him for days, what could have happened.
So when she used her clearance in order to find him, she found out he didn't want anything to do with them. That moment broke them and they took it out on the one person that had her father's face, looking back now and seeing just how far they had taken things, she wondered if he could ever truly forgive them.
As she walked out of the airport, she immediately found and took a taxi that was conveniently parked outside of the airport. The day was so calm, the sun was so warm kind, one could even compare it to the calm before the storm.
Unbeknownst to her, not to far behind a red Ford truck followed her, since the moment she left the airport.
Finally, after a thirty-minute drive, she arrived at a tall black building, its walls were made of some sort of dark purple colored bricks that if one couldn't tell the difference would appear black, the windows each had a lightning bolt painted on them. Those designs would glow at night, near the top were a set of nets just in case someone decided to jump but even they would glow purple at night.
It all made sense after all this building was one of the few people were encouraged to visit while in the city.
Everything was so calm even the elevator music, the wind was so calm, the sun was so warm life was tranquil, and that made her worry. It made her wonder if she was walking into a trap. As the doors opened she saw him, wearing black sneakers, a long black duster, blue dress shirt, with a white undershirt and black pants.
He had grown up, long gone was that restrained look of hate and rage, replaced with a warm smile, accompanied by the kindest tired eyes she had ever see. However at his side, was not one but three champagne bottles.
He was too young to drink, but when you're able to pilot a heavy weapons armor, the age restriction kind of went out the window. So she steeled herself and said the only thing she could think of.
''Hey'' she said.
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''….. Your early'' Ismael answered, as the wind gently blew.
''I, I didn't know what time you wanted to meet, so I decided just to wait for you here.'' She said
''So we had the same idea, get over here give your older brother a hug.'' Ismael said
As she got near him and hesitantly placed her arms around her brother she softly said ''Idiot I'm older than you.''
''Yeah but in know-how and lives experience makes me older.'' Ismael answered with a genuine smile. ''Come on let's eat something and do the one thing we didn't do when we were kids, let's drink together just the two of us. Like the selfish little brother and spoiled older sister we should have been.'' He said
''...''She didn't say anything, after all, she had come here to talk some sense into him, not drink with him. However, she followed him and soon found herself sitting at a nearby table with him, with an open champagne bottle near her.
As an awkward silence settled in, he began to talk. '' The world's kind of funny hu, look at us a little brother and an older sister caught in the opposite side of a war.'' Ismael said, with a serious expression
''This isn't going to end well for you, please Ismael stop this come back home.'' Melissa answered
'' I know, that's why just for today drink with me, today were brother and sister. Nothing else.'' Ismael said ''Remember when we were kids the sky was the limit, now it's the moon. You would run around saying how cool flying was and I was looking at the world.'' He said, as a brief image of a burning city appeared before him for a brief instant
As the day went on and they reminisce about the past, they were entirely ignorant of the cameras watching their every move. At the other end of those cameras, in a dark room witches wall was covered in a giant flat screen a member of the Dark Council smiled.
As several computer screens light up. With a toothy grin ''Ladies and Gentlemen, World Leaders and Underhanded Businessmen, we have a new project we would like to present to you.''
''I trust everyone is familiar with Heavy Knight, armor unit. To day you will bare witness what kind of power can be in you hands. So what do you say, are you all willing to see what else we have for you. He said, as a dark armor moved behind him
Not even bothering to try and put in some form of tack into the question, he asks. ''Why was the redo of Star Wars so screwed up? Luke, I am your mother. What the hell?''
It was moments like these, that Charlotte had a rare expression on her. One that was only known by those closest to her. A flat look, mixed with a straight face. The kind people give each other, the one that says let it go man, just let it go. While true, she could debate\argue with him, how this remake made a lot more sense, she also knew what a huge Star Wars fan he was.
So she choose to do the smarter thing and made him shut up and do\think of something else. ''Ismael let's go see the city lights.'' Charlotte says
''What?'' says Ismael
''There's is a building that lets people see the city lights from the roof, I heard about it from a friend.'' Charlotte says
''Shure but why all of a sudden?'' Ismael asks
''Actually, I wanted to see it ever since I heard about it.'' Charlotte says As they walk Charlotte begins to fidget and become tense, finally mustering up the courage she asks Ismael a question she knows is incredibly sensitive not just to him but the entire group.
'' Is...Ismael, why did you start the war? I know that you keep saying that you didn't want a war but that's what you started. The thing is no one says why when I ask them they just keep quiet.'' Charlotte says in a mixture of timid and firm voice
''...We don't talk about it, because we failed at what we wanted.'' Taking a deep breath while people walk leisurely by them Ismael begins to talk. ''I'm not going to lie when I started this I wanted revenge, but the thing is that only gets so far. As I got older I began to see the world in a different light.''
''You see the truth is I gave up on building the armors more than once, it was because of money or something else but ultimately I always gave up. I had already met James and Michael back then you know how it is, a group of us get together and we built a tv and tried to sell it.''
''A man named Wong stole the design and left us without anything, you know what the worst part of it was the Judge didn't even believe us. She said that because we were too young we could have never built the thing.''
''You know at the end of the day we didn't really care anymore and we let it go, let's leave it at things happen.'' He begins to smile ''I think it was when I entered my first year of High School I met a guy named Timothy, the guy was a good friend. Melissa was with him around that time, beats the hell out of me if they had a thing, but I think they were just friends.''
''Anyway life at home was going from bad to worse, combined that with the bullying at school and how guys were treated back then and I was ticking time bomb. Look I'm not going to lie I was to caught up on myself back then but I wasn't the only one.'' '' You see one day we met a guy named Lance and that guy was insane to think he actually struck back at several of the girls.''
''Hell I don't even remember when it was, but we got together one day. The truth is, I wasn't the only one that wanted to build the damn things, hell our original plan was to sell a completed model and watch the profits come in.''
''Look things were bad back then and I mean bad. ...There were times that I honestly thought I didn't any freedom at all it just wouldn't stop. Back then I really was at the point where I would have blown, turns out everyone else was too.''
''You see up to this point we were just talking about rebuilding them, that was until I decided to post it on the websites, everyone said it couldn't be done. Guess I showed them, you can imagine the rest, when they found out that I somewhat did it, they started building their own.''
''The truth is we couldn't keep contact with several of the other groups, as a result some of them ended up with better armor, weapons or shields. But the thing is when someone wants to change the way people think, people were going to resist.''
''You see the way we saw things back then was like this. If the Infinite Stratos gave woman the ability to do what they wanted because it was unstoppable, then proving that it wasn't would make them realize that they couldn't get away with it anymore.''
''I guess you can say we succeeded and we paid the price for it, God knows when everyone's mind changed.''
''Charlotte listen when a group like this is created not everyone agrees with how it's being lead. Please stay away from anything involving us, in the near future, bad things are going to happen. Looks like we're here.'' Ismael finally finishes
[]℅][
As an awkward silence settled between them, they both simply stared into the city neither one tried nor bothered to continue their conversation. While cool winds became colder announcing the arrival of dawn, Charlotte would steel small glances at Ismael but other than that nothing else happened. As dawn broke they said their goodbyes and went their separate ways.
Taking out his cellphone Ismael called his current partner.'' Tia I'm going to go ahead and deal with my sister, I want you to find out what happened the little girl of the man you killed.'' He told Tia
''... The girls in our custody, just like the other ones. You sure you wanna do this? I mean you can just send them a letter and leave it at that.'' Tia answered
''Somethings have to be done face to face, if things go south don't bother saving me, move to face one, start cleaning out our mess.'' With those words said and the sound of a click told him that Melissa had hung up. Ismael immediately went to his contacts and sent a message to a number he hadn't used in two years.
At the IS academy, the sounds of a young man fighting off an angry roommate can be heard, their voices echoing thru the halls. sounded strangely cheerful, however, in a room, a single woman sits on her bed, as hot tears fall onto her hands, her cell phone next to her. Its message was simple and direct to the point.
City Yokohama, go to the building that lets you see the city lights at night. We will meet in two days.
It was her brother, he wanted to talk, after all this time, could they. Her answer was obvious, truth be told it was surprisingly easy to get a day off in the academy especially since she had never taken one, so she would try and talk some sense into him. With her mind made up she dried her tears and closed her eyes hoping she made the right choice.
Far from these places, a meeting between fifty people took place, the group consisted of both men and woman, by all honesty if one had laid eyes on them they would note how they all seemed so ordinary with only a few sticking out from the rest.
These people made up the Council that lead and managed some of the U.N. S.C's less than favorable deeds, along with the Independence as a whole.
''Is this accurate.'' Says 1
''Yeah, it looks like that idiot was right.'' Says 3
''We have to get this to everyone from Old Earth, after that they will have to make up their own minds of what to do next.'' Says 12
On an office room table, sat a yellow folder wide open demonstrating the findings of an investigation that Ismael along with several other people have started. It read.
Old Earth Manipulation project.
From the moment of the arrival and awakening of all the people from Old Earth, It has been concluded that not a single individual has lost a fragment of their memories from their time of living in the old world.
Further the technologies that are present, as well as currently being manufactured or used. Have ranged from somewhat, to drastic in their fundamentals, this means that New Earth technologies can barely be understood, much less used to create hybrid technologies.
These findings along with the fact, that many appliances still had power and were in near mint condition have hinted out of the manipulation of the people currently involved.
The findings have also been cemented, by the fact that the U. N. S. C used natives of New Earth for the espionage of its own members.
Furthermore the findings, that nearly all individuals are known to have awakened to abusive families, have siblings or were in constant attack by the inhabitants of New Earth our conclusion is that.
We were dropped off with the full understanding of our original world mechanics, but with no knowledge as to how the world worked around us worked. Tho we did get enough time to understand the world around us.
This was inspired by the locations on which we arrived, along with tools which we would need in their original locations.
We were brought here to see how we would react and to see how the world reacted to us. In all likelihood, we will never go home.
''Well vote on it, all of those in favor in allowing the Independence to see this say I, all those against it raise your hands.'' Says number fifty.
Only number four said I everyone else rose their hands.
Raising his hands and clapping the number fifty says. ''Meeting dismissed, get Lance on the line tell him that Heavy is going to need his help in two days.'' With a smirk on his face, barely showing his milk-white teeth. Somehow showing off his white shirt, red tie and black suit with white thin stripes, he begins to plot the next phase of his plan.
As the rest of the Council leaves he simply raises his voice and say ''Judy please get our investors online, tell them that the new project will be out, for them to see in action soon.'' He says
A woman with short black hair and a red coat white shirt with a red skirt and black heels shoes nod and walks away. The firm look in her black eyes, along with the cruel smirk on her red lipstick color lips said it all. It would be hard for people to note that she was actually number eighteen, considering she works as a secretary.
[][]
Two days later
As Melissa walked down the airplane stairs, she was immediately greeted with the soft cool breeze, combining that with the warm sun made the day feel calm, peaceful. Still she couldn't help but feel nervous, today was the day she would see her brother again.
She would tell him that their mother and herself had been going to therapy and that they wanted him back. Still could they be a family again, as she walked past the other passengers and all of the people coming and going from the airport, she began to wonder.
Where had they gone wrong'' No she knew where, she just didn't want to admit it. It started when she was around ten the day she had been scouted to be an I.S pilot. Her father didn't take it well. Little by little the arguments began, either because she stayed out too long for someone her age, or because he tried to fully stop her from becoming a pilot.
Her mother was caught in between, oh how much had gone wrong in those short two years, She could still see her mother try and be the voice of reason between the two. But being a pilot was a huge honor so she tended to side with her and the day he tried to make her stop being a pilot by force, was the same day she got him arrested.
The Government didn't take it kindly, he had spent two days in jail. The day he was let out was the day he left, he never bothered coming home. They worried about him for days, what could have happened.
So when she used her clearance in order to find him, she found out he didn't want anything to do with them. That moment broke them and they took it out on the one person that had her father's face, looking back now and seeing just how far they had taken things, she wondered if he could ever truly forgive them.
As she walked out of the airport, she immediately found and took a taxi that was conveniently parked outside of the airport. The day was so calm, the sun was so warm kind, one could even compare it to the calm before the storm.
Unbeknownst to her, not to far behind a red Ford truck followed her, since the moment she left the airport.
Finally, after a thirty-minute drive, she arrived at a tall black building, its walls were made of some sort of dark purple colored bricks that if one couldn't tell the difference would appear black, the windows each had a lightning bolt painted on them. Those designs would glow at night, near the top were a set of nets just in case someone decided to jump but even they would glow purple at night.
It all made sense after all this building was one of the few people were encouraged to visit while in the city.
Everything was so calm even the elevator music, the wind was so calm, the sun was so warm life was tranquil, and that made her worry. It made her wonder if she was walking into a trap. As the doors opened she saw him, wearing black sneakers, a long black duster, blue dress shirt, with a white undershirt and black pants.
He had grown up, long gone was that restrained look of hate and rage, replaced with a warm smile, accompanied by the kindest tired eyes she had ever see. However at his side, was not one but three champagne bottles.
He was too young to drink, but when you're able to pilot a heavy weapons armor, the age restriction kind of went out the window. So she steeled herself and said the only thing she could think of.
''Hey'' she said.
[][]
''….. Your early'' Ismael answered, as the wind gently blew.
''I, I didn't know what time you wanted to meet, so I decided just to wait for you here.'' She said
''So we had the same idea, get over here give your older brother a hug.'' Ismael said
As she got near him and hesitantly placed her arms around her brother she softly said ''Idiot I'm older than you.''
''Yeah but in know-how and lives experience makes me older.'' Ismael answered with a genuine smile. ''Come on let's eat something and do the one thing we didn't do when we were kids, let's drink together just the two of us. Like the selfish little brother and spoiled older sister we should have been.'' He said
''...''She didn't say anything, after all, she had come here to talk some sense into him, not drink with him. However, she followed him and soon found herself sitting at a nearby table with him, with an open champagne bottle near her.
As an awkward silence settled in, he began to talk. '' The world's kind of funny hu, look at us a little brother and an older sister caught in the opposite side of a war.'' Ismael said, with a serious expression
''This isn't going to end well for you, please Ismael stop this come back home.'' Melissa answered
'' I know, that's why just for today drink with me, today were brother and sister. Nothing else.'' Ismael said ''Remember when we were kids the sky was the limit, now it's the moon. You would run around saying how cool flying was and I was looking at the world.'' He said, as a brief image of a burning city appeared before him for a brief instant
As the day went on and they reminisce about the past, they were entirely ignorant of the cameras watching their every move. At the other end of those cameras, in a dark room witches wall was covered in a giant flat screen a member of the Dark Council smiled.
As several computer screens light up. With a toothy grin ''Ladies and Gentlemen, World Leaders and Underhanded Businessmen, we have a new project we would like to present to you.''
''I trust everyone is familiar with Heavy Knight, armor unit. To day you will bare witness what kind of power can be in you hands. So what do you say, are you all willing to see what else we have for you. He said, as a dark armor moved behind him
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Find beta and work on you're english. Yes it was said already but it need to be said again.
Here, have one corrected, no, I'm not volunteering to beta for you regularly. Check names, specifically you're power armour name, I don't know how it should look but I did my best.
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If you want peace, then you must prepare for war.
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- austin
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''Up onto now the I.S have been the weapon of choice and why wouldn't they. They're faster stronger and make anything we have created up until now utterly useless against them.'' A man said, as the black knight armor walked in front of one of the cameras and simply stared at it, allowing the camera full view of its body, design, and armament.
''Up until now, that is. Built just like the Heavy Knight, triple reinforced chess, spine and head protection, allowing it to take a considerable amount of damage. She has several forms of shielding, of course, ladies and gentlemen I can't just tell you all. No, you will get to see her first hand.'' the man said with a mocking tone, completely unaware that one of his would-be clients had been tracking the transmission directly to him.
''Armed with an energy sword, that by mention alone is powered, meaning that the things batteries never run out. Her primary weapon is the automatic shotgun, that you can see placed on the holster on her back. '' the man said as the knight moved in front of him
''Sir you should leave this place. I'm detecting, several objects heading this way as we speak, they will have eliminated all of my drones please leave right now'' the young woman inside the armor said as the screens became dark, as the supposed clients banished
Yet even as he reached for the teleportation crystals, that he uses to be able to get from place to place, a single white Infinite Stratos tore thru the ceiling of the room he was using
''Long live the Fifth Column'' he said, as he slammed the crystal onto his chest, enveloping himself along with the heavily armored knight with him. Only leaving behind a single flag with the emblem of the tween headed eagle.
Even as the I.S stared at the flag the pilot could not help but feel a sense of fear as she stared at the single golden bird before her. When one head stared to the left and had its eyes open, the other head turned to the right and had its eyes closed.
''The target has escaped'' said the white I.S pilot as she stared at the flag for one last instant before returning to her companions that had finished destroying the drones
Meanwhile, during this entire proses, Ismael and Melissa had been having the time of their lives recalling the events of their childhood. Melissa would speak of Ishmael's first attempt to walk and him repeatedly falling over, yet even then he had refused to cry and how he learned it in a single day.
Ismael would return those stories with the few he had of his own primarily how they both would dress up and how she would always seem to try and wear a weird white wig and red lipstick all the time and how their, mother would get so mad when she saw the mess they made.
Even as they spoke neither one dared to drink a single glass of the wine, Ismael had brought with him as if they both knew how this would end up.
Yet as Melissa was about to say something a single employee gave her a plate filled with small tacos the same she had enjoyed when they were kids. It was at that moment that reality hit her. This wasn't a way for them to catch up, this was her brother saying goodbye.
Even as she took the first bite which was also her last of the first one she ate, she could not stop her tears from flowing.
For at that moment she simply whispered ''I'm Sorry'' as her black armor InfiniteStratos covered her body, its white stripes somehow making the metallic Valkyrie seem graceful.
''I know'' Ismael answered as he slams his fist onto his chest ''We are the Independence'' Ismael announced as his armed boot crunched down onto the ceiling of the building, which could barely sustain the weight of his armor, forcing him to continuously move. Which in turn made him seem a little crazy
''Ismael please'' Melissa said, hoping her words would reach her brother
Yet her words met deaths ears , Ismael began to charge straight at her, instantly tackling her causing them both to fall to the city streets below. With a thunderous explosion, the combined weight of both of their armors met in ground warfare, with Ismael punching Melissa's Valkyrie I.S causing her systems to scream alerting her to the sheer power of her brother's armor.
This act alone caused her to have no other choice, but to fly into the air in order to put some distance between her and her brother.
Yet it wasn't until she stopped and turned to see her brother that her blood ran cold and that she understood just what a threat her brother and his group presented. For suspended in mid-air with two small objects circling around him, was her brother's heavy knight armor flying right behind her.
The Independence had taken full advantage of the eye of the Hurricane effect that occurred around the armors and used it as the foundation for a new type of flying technology. Its functions were simple really, the two small objects would spin keeping the eye in full power, then a jetpack with had been added to the armor would help it fly. Somehow this made it capable of an accelerated flight, that completely changed everything the world knew until now.
The worst part, however, wasn't the destruction of the tourist attraction building or the destroyed family. It was the fact that the video of Heavy Knight flying and engaging the same I.S in battle that hit the internet spreading the image around the world.
The Independence and in turn by public opinion the Fifth Column had returned.
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She could see him as he stopped right in front of her. She could see him, the little boy whose bright eyes and smiling face, met her when she came home from school. She could see him, as the young man that screamed you took our strength, our ability to defend ourselves and called it equality. That enraged face that desperately sought out a way to free himself. She could see him the man that had broken free and stood up to the world, gathered an army and changed the people around him.
She could see the sharp edge body of his ceramic and Steel Knight armored body as it stopped in mid-air in front of her.
Its gray\silver color contrasting her I.S smooth black and white striped colors. His body was the very definition of male power, built like a fortress and fully prepared for battle, in contrast to the many men of her day and age.
The exhaust from the jetpack along with the fire that it used for propulsion, gave him the appearance of having a pair of massive black wings that became red then orange as the got closer to his body.
This compared to her own green energy wings that illuminated the area around her, made him seem like a fallen angel.
On his shoulder, he had a large shield that had the emblem of a cross, that read ''In God We Trust'' on the top while on the bottom it said ''May He Forgive My Sins''
''Do you feel it, sister. Do you feel it, it's starting a revolution is starting'' Ismael said, as he held his lightsaber on his right hand while he stood slightly to the left so he could use the shield on his shoulder.
''A long-lost power has just been returned to us'' he continued
''What do you mean'' she asked\demanded
At that moment a little boy who was looking at the events from the ground as either Knight or Valkyrie were any higher than two floors of the ground was pulled by his older sister, so they could run away. Only for the boy to resist and scream that one day he would be like him, so then he wouldn't be picked on by the girls in his school.
''We've come too far, there's no going back now. Either we get together again or it all ends'' Ismael said as he charged at his sister
Sadly near yet far from this place Ichika along with Cecilia, were doing some patrolling as part of their training when they heard about the events that were going on and decided to try and interfere\help. So the moment they entered the city and had no other choice but to slow down lest they cause unnecessary damage, the members of the demolition team that had been on standby knew they were there.
Employees from a number of office buildings would later say that a strange black bubble appeared out of thin air and from it a young man ran out of it, then as he ran a smaller black bubble enveloped him and a massive giant in power armor replaced him.
They didn't slow down for the desks or walls in their way, neither would the slowdown if anyone was in front of them as they simply ran around them.
Until they ran into the wall that separated the outside world from the inside of their respective buildings. In reality, all of this took but a few seconds, as the speed of which these men ran was astounding.
The only warning that both the first male I.S pilot and his companion ever had, was the I.S academic orders for them to turn around, as the both of them could do nothing to change the current situation. Then a simple energy spike and the walls around them exploding.
The calm wind and quiet streets were replaced by the combined gunfire of the demolition teams, automatic shotguns and automatic grenade launchers. That bypassed the Infinite Stratos shields.
''Do you see it. Its starting ''Ismael said, as Melissa saw both the students grounded and under heavy weapons fire. In front of her was no longer her brother, no in front of her was a rebel leader, one that needed to be put down.
So as she charged her plasma sword and flew straight at him and he met her in mid-air. The sheer force of the impact along with the Eye of the Hurricane effect and the energy of both weapons and shields, caused a massive energy discharged that bubbled around them.
As the chunks of broken concrete, along with cars and people were lifted off the ground. Melissa could feel herself crying ''was this really the effect of the Infinite Stratos creation'' she thought to herself. In that split second an armored fist connected with her helmet, sending her to the ground. She couldn't do it, she couldn't fight her brother.
So as the Lightsaber was drawing near her as he flew at her, she didn't bother to move. Only that the attack never came, he brother stood right in front of her and gave her his had.
''It's over. No one knows how this, oppression of us Men came about. But it's over'' he said as he drew his hand back and turns off his light saver
''Men don't trust women anymore. So you can pick your selves up. Maybe one day we can trust one another again, It's over'' he said as he turned and gave the order to cease fire
It was at that one moment that a simple act changed the world, as heavy knight gave the order to cease fire a gunshot, tore thru his shields and armor.
As everyone watched both fighters, news reporters that for reason are always attracted to these scenes turned to see who it was. A single I.S hung in the air, her green wings made of light and massive Lance like gun in her hand.
Had it not been for the sheer thickness of Ismael's armor that attack would have finished him. Yet as members of the demolition team saw who it was, to them it was just round two.
''Up onto now the I.S have been the weapon of choice and why wouldn't they. They're faster stronger and make anything we have created up until now utterly useless against them.'' A man said, as the black knight armor walked in front of one of the cameras and simply stared at it, allowing the camera full view of its body, design, and armament.
''Up until now, that is. Built just like the Heavy Knight, triple reinforced chess, spine and head protection, allowing it to take a considerable amount of damage. She has several forms of shielding, of course, ladies and gentlemen I can't just tell you all. No, you will get to see her first hand.'' the man said with a mocking tone, completely unaware that one of his would-be clients had been tracking the transmission directly to him.
''Armed with an energy sword, that by mention alone is powered, meaning that the things batteries never run out. Her primary weapon is the automatic shotgun, that you can see placed on the holster on her back. '' the man said as the knight moved in front of him
''Sir you should leave this place. I'm detecting, several objects heading this way as we speak, they will have eliminated all of my drones please leave right now'' the young woman inside the armor said as the screens became dark, as the supposed clients banished
Yet even as he reached for the teleportation crystals, that he uses to be able to get from place to place, a single white Infinite Stratos tore thru the ceiling of the room he was using
''Long live the Fifth Column'' he said, as he slammed the crystal onto his chest, enveloping himself along with the heavily armored knight with him. Only leaving behind a single flag with the emblem of the tween headed eagle.
Even as the I.S stared at the flag the pilot could not help but feel a sense of fear as she stared at the single golden bird before her. When one head stared to the left and had its eyes open, the other head turned to the right and had its eyes closed.
''The target has escaped'' said the white I.S pilot as she stared at the flag for one last instant before returning to her companions that had finished destroying the drones
Meanwhile, during this entire proses, Ismael and Melissa had been having the time of their lives recalling the events of their childhood. Melissa would speak of Ishmael's first attempt to walk and him repeatedly falling over, yet even then he had refused to cry and how he learned it in a single day.
Ismael would return those stories with the few he had of his own primarily how they both would dress up and how she would always seem to try and wear a weird white wig and red lipstick all the time and how their, mother would get so mad when she saw the mess they made.
Even as they spoke neither one dared to drink a single glass of the wine, Ismael had brought with him as if they both knew how this would end up.
Yet as Melissa was about to say something a single employee gave her a plate filled with small tacos the same she had enjoyed when they were kids. It was at that moment that reality hit her. This wasn't a way for them to catch up, this was her brother saying goodbye.
Even as she took the first bite which was also her last of the first one she ate, she could not stop her tears from flowing.
For at that moment she simply whispered ''I'm Sorry'' as her black armor InfiniteStratos covered her body, its white stripes somehow making the metallic Valkyrie seem graceful.
''I know'' Ismael answered as he slams his fist onto his chest ''We are the Independence'' Ismael announced as his armed boot crunched down onto the ceiling of the building, which could barely sustain the weight of his armor, forcing him to continuously move. Which in turn made him seem a little crazy
''Ismael please'' Melissa said, hoping her words would reach her brother
Yet her words met deaths ears , Ismael began to charge straight at her, instantly tackling her causing them both to fall to the city streets below. With a thunderous explosion, the combined weight of both of their armors met in ground warfare, with Ismael punching Melissa's Valkyrie I.S causing her systems to scream alerting her to the sheer power of her brother's armor.
This act alone caused her to have no other choice, but to fly into the air in order to put some distance between her and her brother.
Yet it wasn't until she stopped and turned to see her brother that her blood ran cold and that she understood just what a threat her brother and his group presented. For suspended in mid-air with two small objects circling around him, was her brother's heavy knight armor flying right behind her.
The Independence had taken full advantage of the eye of the Hurricane effect that occurred around the armors and used it as the foundation for a new type of flying technology. Its functions were simple really, the two small objects would spin keeping the eye in full power, then a jetpack with had been added to the armor would help it fly. Somehow this made it capable of an accelerated flight, that completely changed everything the world knew until now.
The worst part, however, wasn't the destruction of the tourist attraction building or the destroyed family. It was the fact that the video of Heavy Knight flying and engaging the same I.S in battle that hit the internet spreading the image around the world.
The Independence and in turn by public opinion the Fifth Column had returned.
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She could see him as he stopped right in front of her. She could see him, the little boy whose bright eyes and smiling face, met her when she came home from school. She could see him, as the young man that screamed you took our strength, our ability to defend ourselves and called it equality. That enraged face that desperately sought out a way to free himself. She could see him the man that had broken free and stood up to the world, gathered an army and changed the people around him.
She could see the sharp edge body of his ceramic and Steel Knight armored body as it stopped in mid-air in front of her.
Its gray\silver color contrasting her I.S smooth black and white striped colors. His body was the very definition of male power, built like a fortress and fully prepared for battle, in contrast to the many men of her day and age.
The exhaust from the jetpack along with the fire that it used for propulsion, gave him the appearance of having a pair of massive black wings that became red then orange as the got closer to his body.
This compared to her own green energy wings that illuminated the area around her, made him seem like a fallen angel.
On his shoulder, he had a large shield that had the emblem of a cross, that read ''In God We Trust'' on the top while on the bottom it said ''May He Forgive My Sins''
''Do you feel it, sister. Do you feel it, it's starting a revolution is starting'' Ismael said, as he held his lightsaber on his right hand while he stood slightly to the left so he could use the shield on his shoulder.
''A long-lost power has just been returned to us'' he continued
''What do you mean'' she asked\demanded
At that moment a little boy who was looking at the events from the ground as either Knight or Valkyrie were any higher than two floors of the ground was pulled by his older sister, so they could run away. Only for the boy to resist and scream that one day he would be like him, so then he wouldn't be picked on by the girls in his school.
''We've come too far, there's no going back now. Either we get together again or it all ends'' Ismael said as he charged at his sister
Sadly near yet far from this place Ichika along with Cecilia, were doing some patrolling as part of their training when they heard about the events that were going on and decided to try and interfere\help. So the moment they entered the city and had no other choice but to slow down lest they cause unnecessary damage, the members of the demolition team that had been on standby knew they were there.
Employees from a number of office buildings would later say that a strange black bubble appeared out of thin air and from it a young man ran out of it, then as he ran a smaller black bubble enveloped him and a massive giant in power armor replaced him.
They didn't slow down for the desks or walls in their way, neither would the slowdown if anyone was in front of them as they simply ran around them.
Until they ran into the wall that separated the outside world from the inside of their respective buildings. In reality, all of this took but a few seconds, as the speed of which these men ran was astounding.
The only warning that both the first male I.S pilot and his companion ever had, was the I.S academic orders for them to turn around, as the both of them could do nothing to change the current situation. Then a simple energy spike and the walls around them exploding.
The calm wind and quiet streets were replaced by the combined gunfire of the demolition teams, automatic shotguns and automatic grenade launchers. That bypassed the Infinite Stratos shields.
''Do you see it. Its starting ''Ismael said, as Melissa saw both the students grounded and under heavy weapons fire. In front of her was no longer her brother, no in front of her was a rebel leader, one that needed to be put down.
So as she charged her plasma sword and flew straight at him and he met her in mid-air. The sheer force of the impact along with the Eye of the Hurricane effect and the energy of both weapons and shields, caused a massive energy discharged that bubbled around them.
As the chunks of broken concrete, along with cars and people were lifted off the ground. Melissa could feel herself crying ''was this really the effect of the Infinite Stratos creation'' she thought to herself. In that split second an armored fist connected with her helmet, sending her to the ground. She couldn't do it, she couldn't fight her brother.
So as the Lightsaber was drawing near her as he flew at her, she didn't bother to move. Only that the attack never came, he brother stood right in front of her and gave her his had.
''It's over. No one knows how this, oppression of us Men came about. But it's over'' he said as he drew his hand back and turns off his light saver
''Men don't trust women anymore. So you can pick your selves up. Maybe one day we can trust one another again, It's over'' he said as he turned and gave the order to cease fire
It was at that one moment that a simple act changed the world, as heavy knight gave the order to cease fire a gunshot, tore thru his shields and armor.
As everyone watched both fighters, news reporters that for reason are always attracted to these scenes turned to see who it was. A single I.S hung in the air, her green wings made of light and massive Lance like gun in her hand.
Had it not been for the sheer thickness of Ismael's armor that attack would have finished him. Yet as members of the demolition team saw who it was, to them it was just round two.
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The smell of melted metal, ceramic and burned concert and other materials used for the road mixed in the air, as the faint smell of burned blood and melted flesh mixed with them, Heavy Knight spoke his voice barely a whisper.
"Its over, all units fall back." Ismael said as a bubble of energy so rounded him, as if they had practiced it a dozen time over the Demolition Team, abandoned their targets and disappeared.
In the basement of a large building Ismael appeared, his armor no longer on him, however, his clothes were covered in his own blood, to the point that he would soon die because of it. Even as the medical team stopped the bleeding and fresh packs of blood were brought in to replace what he had lost, Ismael could only think about what he had just done.
Even as he felt his burned flesh being coated in gels to prevent infection and as he felt the world begin to banish, he wished his sister a good life and he hoped that she would be able to move on, because he had just shown to the world that the Independence was real and that the Fith Colom wasn't them.
Then everything went dark.
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He looked down at his arm, it was odd feeling the skin and the meat, he knew that the hand itself was entirely artificial but it felt so real, all of a sudden he heard the doors open with such force that he thought that they might be under attack, unfortunately, it was something far worse.
The figurehead for the Independence was half dead and from the number of doctors around him, he would soon be completely dead unless they stopped the grim reaper.
He turned to look at the nurse that was attending him and noticed that the woman had completely forgotten about him and was now completely focused on the current state of Ismael.
"Excuse me am I okay to leave?" He asked the woman, yet as she turned to look at him, he noticed the woman was crying.
"Sorry." She sniffed before she used her right hand to while away her tears. "You're in perfect conditions. Welcome back High-Speed Grappler." She said, as she sighed her name on a sheet of paper before handing it over to him.
As he looked at the sheet of paper he noticed that it had several drops of water on it, the woman's years had fallen on it and their marks. He looked at the woman and stretched out his protective arm.
"Come here." He said, the tone of his voice displaying the fact that he wouldn't be taking no for an answer. The nurse for her part simply flinched but did as he ordered her, as soon as the woman was near him he hugged her tightly and slowed her to cry.
"Its almost over." He said, as the woman tried desperately to hold back the sound of her crying.
"Life is cruel." He thought to himself, as he held onto the woman's warm, thin body. In the past, he would have killed to be able to hold onto someone like this and to have her hold him, now he knew that that was just a dream. Women are manipulators and deceitful creatures that will destroy a person's life and suffer no depredations because of it.
This new body of his was proof of that, how many screws were keeping his joints together? It was a miracle that he could even feel at all. Despite all of this he allowed himself to enjoy this moment of warmth, he would soon have to do something he really didn't want to, after a few minutes the nurse stopped crying looked at him with an embarrassed expression before he let go of her.
As he left the infirmary, he noticed that more and more people were gathering, this wasn't good moral would be low after today. "Where were the hell Tia, Michael or James?" He thought to himself before remembering he had something important to do.
So as he walked down a white hallway, filled with an exaggerated amount of people he took out a small red cell phone and sent a pre-recorded text message to Ismael's sister, what the context of said message were he did not know, nor was it his place to find out.
Next, he dialed a number and said "Charlotte", he was emidiatly greater with the panicked sounds if a crying woman. "Charlotte, relax he's fine but he won't be able to speak with anyone for a while." The Crying on the other side calmed down until it was a gentle (sobbing?)
"Charlotte remember what Ismael told you, listen I have to go." He said before hanging up, not bothering to let the young girl say anything.
It was better this way, before any of this Ismael had separated him and given him the cellphone. According to him, things could go one of two ways, he would either be killed or captured, both lead to him during, no government would allow someone like him to live.
The second option he would either escape completely unharmed it he would be too injured to continue to do anything really. At the end it was the latter option, still, things were going to be a lot harder now, but with this stunt, the Fifth Colum would grow bolder and that would make them easier to hunt and terminate.
Some people only care about money, others just want to see the world burn and then there are those that want to see the world burn, while at the end they end up as rulers in the ash-covered hell hole that remains.
As he continued to walk, he was forced to look down as he put the red cell phone into his pocket, unfortunately, he didn't see fit to stop walking and so he ended up running into someone who was completely wet. As he looked down to see who it was, he realized that it was Lance's sister.
"Could you get off me." She said as she looked at him with an irritated expression.
"Sorry." He said, before getting to his feet and noticed that the girl was only wearing a bath tow, a low grow made him turn his head by instinct and he realized that several other women were looking at him, with eyes that could kill.
It was time to leave, so he did, be neither had the time nor the patience to explain himself at the moment right now he needed to do something, he didn't know what, but he had to do something.
As he walked he couldn't help but notice that one particular door was now open, the left side of the hallway was covered indoors, they were either medical room, storage closets or simply a person's bedroom and surprise surprise look who just woke up.
As he walked up to the man's bed, he noticed all of the machinery strapped to the overly bandaged body.
"Welcome back to the world of the living. '" he said to Lance, who in turn smiled weakly.
"Its good to be back." Lance said before saying something that couldn't reach his ears.
"Sleep my friend, weel talk when you feel better." He said as Lance passed out again, after that he simply stood over the man's unconscious form until a doctor arrived to check up on him.
When the doctor arrived he was forced to leave the room so he just continued to walk until he reached the elevators and as luck would have it, one was opened. He pressed the buttons to the floor where the mechanics were and he entered.
When the doors opened again, he walked straight to the are he had walked a dozen times before and looked at his broken armor. Up until this day it still had the red light on it, the red light meant that its pilot didn't want the armor repaired, today that changed, so he pressed the green button and the light changed from red to green.
Then he turned around and walked away, whatever happened because of the decision he just made, happened and be would live with the results.
"Its over, all units fall back." Ismael said as a bubble of energy so rounded him, as if they had practiced it a dozen time over the Demolition Team, abandoned their targets and disappeared.
In the basement of a large building Ismael appeared, his armor no longer on him, however, his clothes were covered in his own blood, to the point that he would soon die because of it. Even as the medical team stopped the bleeding and fresh packs of blood were brought in to replace what he had lost, Ismael could only think about what he had just done.
Even as he felt his burned flesh being coated in gels to prevent infection and as he felt the world begin to banish, he wished his sister a good life and he hoped that she would be able to move on, because he had just shown to the world that the Independence was real and that the Fith Colom wasn't them.
Then everything went dark.
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He looked down at his arm, it was odd feeling the skin and the meat, he knew that the hand itself was entirely artificial but it felt so real, all of a sudden he heard the doors open with such force that he thought that they might be under attack, unfortunately, it was something far worse.
The figurehead for the Independence was half dead and from the number of doctors around him, he would soon be completely dead unless they stopped the grim reaper.
He turned to look at the nurse that was attending him and noticed that the woman had completely forgotten about him and was now completely focused on the current state of Ismael.
"Excuse me am I okay to leave?" He asked the woman, yet as she turned to look at him, he noticed the woman was crying.
"Sorry." She sniffed before she used her right hand to while away her tears. "You're in perfect conditions. Welcome back High-Speed Grappler." She said, as she sighed her name on a sheet of paper before handing it over to him.
As he looked at the sheet of paper he noticed that it had several drops of water on it, the woman's years had fallen on it and their marks. He looked at the woman and stretched out his protective arm.
"Come here." He said, the tone of his voice displaying the fact that he wouldn't be taking no for an answer. The nurse for her part simply flinched but did as he ordered her, as soon as the woman was near him he hugged her tightly and slowed her to cry.
"Its almost over." He said, as the woman tried desperately to hold back the sound of her crying.
"Life is cruel." He thought to himself, as he held onto the woman's warm, thin body. In the past, he would have killed to be able to hold onto someone like this and to have her hold him, now he knew that that was just a dream. Women are manipulators and deceitful creatures that will destroy a person's life and suffer no depredations because of it.
This new body of his was proof of that, how many screws were keeping his joints together? It was a miracle that he could even feel at all. Despite all of this he allowed himself to enjoy this moment of warmth, he would soon have to do something he really didn't want to, after a few minutes the nurse stopped crying looked at him with an embarrassed expression before he let go of her.
As he left the infirmary, he noticed that more and more people were gathering, this wasn't good moral would be low after today. "Where were the hell Tia, Michael or James?" He thought to himself before remembering he had something important to do.
So as he walked down a white hallway, filled with an exaggerated amount of people he took out a small red cell phone and sent a pre-recorded text message to Ismael's sister, what the context of said message were he did not know, nor was it his place to find out.
Next, he dialed a number and said "Charlotte", he was emidiatly greater with the panicked sounds if a crying woman. "Charlotte, relax he's fine but he won't be able to speak with anyone for a while." The Crying on the other side calmed down until it was a gentle (sobbing?)
"Charlotte remember what Ismael told you, listen I have to go." He said before hanging up, not bothering to let the young girl say anything.
It was better this way, before any of this Ismael had separated him and given him the cellphone. According to him, things could go one of two ways, he would either be killed or captured, both lead to him during, no government would allow someone like him to live.
The second option he would either escape completely unharmed it he would be too injured to continue to do anything really. At the end it was the latter option, still, things were going to be a lot harder now, but with this stunt, the Fifth Colum would grow bolder and that would make them easier to hunt and terminate.
Some people only care about money, others just want to see the world burn and then there are those that want to see the world burn, while at the end they end up as rulers in the ash-covered hell hole that remains.
As he continued to walk, he was forced to look down as he put the red cell phone into his pocket, unfortunately, he didn't see fit to stop walking and so he ended up running into someone who was completely wet. As he looked down to see who it was, he realized that it was Lance's sister.
"Could you get off me." She said as she looked at him with an irritated expression.
"Sorry." He said, before getting to his feet and noticed that the girl was only wearing a bath tow, a low grow made him turn his head by instinct and he realized that several other women were looking at him, with eyes that could kill.
It was time to leave, so he did, be neither had the time nor the patience to explain himself at the moment right now he needed to do something, he didn't know what, but he had to do something.
As he walked he couldn't help but notice that one particular door was now open, the left side of the hallway was covered indoors, they were either medical room, storage closets or simply a person's bedroom and surprise surprise look who just woke up.
As he walked up to the man's bed, he noticed all of the machinery strapped to the overly bandaged body.
"Welcome back to the world of the living. '" he said to Lance, who in turn smiled weakly.
"Its good to be back." Lance said before saying something that couldn't reach his ears.
"Sleep my friend, weel talk when you feel better." He said as Lance passed out again, after that he simply stood over the man's unconscious form until a doctor arrived to check up on him.
When the doctor arrived he was forced to leave the room so he just continued to walk until he reached the elevators and as luck would have it, one was opened. He pressed the buttons to the floor where the mechanics were and he entered.
When the doors opened again, he walked straight to the are he had walked a dozen times before and looked at his broken armor. Up until this day it still had the red light on it, the red light meant that its pilot didn't want the armor repaired, today that changed, so he pressed the green button and the light changed from red to green.
Then he turned around and walked away, whatever happened because of the decision he just made, happened and be would live with the results.
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- austin
Elsewhere
In a high-security prison, one which didn't exist as far as the people themselves knew a woman walked. Normally the prisoners both men and woman would be catcalling her and making as much noise as possible, unfortunately, they couldn't do any of that, conside4ing they were all dead.
The orders had been clear, no witnesses, no small talk and no having fun with the inmates she liked, so she figured that if she had to suffer then everyone else did too.
As she passed the many dead bodies of both the guards and inmates alike she found her target happily playing cards with a few of her teammates. As she walked in, she could feel his eye looking at her long legs, well-formed thighs, curved waist and large breast.
The man's eyes had an impressed look as he saw her long black smooth thin hair and her perfect face, she knew she had him and the fool would do anything she wanted.
"Ah, I've seen better. So poker?" He said leaving stunned for a moment.
Hadn't this man been locked away for a while now? Had he had his casual with some of the girls in here? She thought to her self, yet that was beside, the point, she was here for official business and she wouldn't let her wounded pride get in her way.
"Mr, Smith?" She spoke his name letting it hang un the air, but the man didn't even bother to acknowledge her anymore, she was hoping to know if that was his real name or if he had simply discarded it for another, like the men she had met before.
"You are one of the Independence leaders and the only reason you were even captured was that your entire family was held, hostage. A simple trade, you come with us and they go free." She said, however, she could feel a cold chill in her spine, the man's eyes were now on her and somehow some way, she now understood he was only here because he was keeping his end of the bargain.
She swallowed and felt her through almost close up while doing so.
"I'm not going to lie to you Mr. Smith, we have several Independence members working for us and with us. We offer you a simple deal, help us bring the new suits into the world and we help you achieve whatever you want." Even as she spoke she understood that it was incredibly vague, but in reality, she was offering the man a blank check, there were no limits to the funds, so he could do whatever he wanted.
"No thanks lady, I'm waiting for the fireworks." Mr. Smith said to her.
For a moment she stood there trying to understand the man, however, she remembered something that had occurred earlier that day and she smiled.
"Heavy Knight or is it, Iron Knight, Steel Knight has confronted the Valkyrie he fought when your little group, first announced their existence to the world." She said hoping to get a reaction out of him, yet there was none, it was almost as if he was expecting such a thing.
"So they've started... Close the door when you leave." Mr. Smith told her, before acting as if she didn't even exist anymore.
There were insults and then there were insults. In half a second her me opened fire, each man had a prosthetic arm that had a simple pistol built into it for emergencies, she herself however simply smiled as she saw the fool be impacted with every bullet.
Yet there was no blood, no sounds of pain, that only meant one thing, he was alive.
"I hope you know how to pray because I stayed here for my family and now because of you that no longer possible." Mr. Smith said in a voice that promised pain and pain alone.
Slowly the room began to be enveloped in a type of bubble one she had seen many times whenever she studied the Independence teleportation technology, but that meant the man had the crystals on him the entire time, but he was only wearing a simple almost transparent set of clothes.
"Nanotechnology." Mr. Smith said before a black cloud enveloped the room and she heard her men scream before death took them. The last thein g she heard before a massive black fist struck her knocking her out, was Mr. Smith making a phone call.
"Hellow Mom, I'm sorry." He said. [][][][]][]
A red light passed in the background of a once-abandoned room, at some point in time this very room would have been light up by bright lights, help well-polished floors, clean furniture and would have been filled with people simply living their lives, doing whatever work they did.
Now all that remained was a dust-covered building, empty rooms that had begun to show their lack of maintenance and so much filth.
Yet the room itself was not empty, for a man was sitting at a table with a battery-powered lamp placed intro to of him providing light, fo him to see. In front of him was a woman whose face was hidden by the darkness of the room.
With them were five individuals who kept watch over the exits and listened for anything that shouldn't be, they made sure that no one enters or exits the building.
"What no speech, not even the hole. I'll make you an offer you can't refuse." Said the man, in a way that suggested he really didn't believe he was in any real danger at all.
"No," said the woman in a cold voice.
"So what do you want or did you just want to look at me" he said not knowing that the way he spoke to the woman, made several of the guards actually worry, fo they knew the woman would sooner kill the man than let him continue insulting her, with his manner of speech.
"I'll be clear with you Mr. Carlos. My associates and I offer medicine, technology and secure locations for you and whoever you work for. We hope to be able to make a deal with you, of course, should you say no." The woman said but chose not to finish just to see how the man reacted, unfortunately there as no reaction.
"And what do you want in exchange?" Carlos asked.
"The technology if the Fifth Colum. The Infinite Stratos are an incredible marble of technology, however, we neither have the means of replicating them or completely understanding them, not to mention that so far only two percent of our fighting force can even use them."
"You and your group have found a way around that, however." She said, yet even if Carlos couldn't see her eyes, the woman's bloodlust was all too present, there was a personal reason for her to do this, one she was guarding with everything she had.
"Lady I'm not Fith Colum, I'm independence and before you start talking about an alliance, think about this. There's nothing more to this story then what you already think you know. So why don't you tell me who exactly you are." Carlos asked/ demanded.
"A new arms race has started Mr. Carlos and these two groups of yours, are in the middle of it. As for who I am Lieutenant Coronel Martha of the Soviet Union" Martha said before handing over a card that had a phone number written on it, before getting up and walking away, her guards each followed her, leaving Carlos alone in the dark room with just the battery-powered lamp for light.
In a high-security prison, one which didn't exist as far as the people themselves knew a woman walked. Normally the prisoners both men and woman would be catcalling her and making as much noise as possible, unfortunately, they couldn't do any of that, conside4ing they were all dead.
The orders had been clear, no witnesses, no small talk and no having fun with the inmates she liked, so she figured that if she had to suffer then everyone else did too.
As she passed the many dead bodies of both the guards and inmates alike she found her target happily playing cards with a few of her teammates. As she walked in, she could feel his eye looking at her long legs, well-formed thighs, curved waist and large breast.
The man's eyes had an impressed look as he saw her long black smooth thin hair and her perfect face, she knew she had him and the fool would do anything she wanted.
"Ah, I've seen better. So poker?" He said leaving stunned for a moment.
Hadn't this man been locked away for a while now? Had he had his casual with some of the girls in here? She thought to her self, yet that was beside, the point, she was here for official business and she wouldn't let her wounded pride get in her way.
"Mr, Smith?" She spoke his name letting it hang un the air, but the man didn't even bother to acknowledge her anymore, she was hoping to know if that was his real name or if he had simply discarded it for another, like the men she had met before.
"You are one of the Independence leaders and the only reason you were even captured was that your entire family was held, hostage. A simple trade, you come with us and they go free." She said, however, she could feel a cold chill in her spine, the man's eyes were now on her and somehow some way, she now understood he was only here because he was keeping his end of the bargain.
She swallowed and felt her through almost close up while doing so.
"I'm not going to lie to you Mr. Smith, we have several Independence members working for us and with us. We offer you a simple deal, help us bring the new suits into the world and we help you achieve whatever you want." Even as she spoke she understood that it was incredibly vague, but in reality, she was offering the man a blank check, there were no limits to the funds, so he could do whatever he wanted.
"No thanks lady, I'm waiting for the fireworks." Mr. Smith said to her.
For a moment she stood there trying to understand the man, however, she remembered something that had occurred earlier that day and she smiled.
"Heavy Knight or is it, Iron Knight, Steel Knight has confronted the Valkyrie he fought when your little group, first announced their existence to the world." She said hoping to get a reaction out of him, yet there was none, it was almost as if he was expecting such a thing.
"So they've started... Close the door when you leave." Mr. Smith told her, before acting as if she didn't even exist anymore.
There were insults and then there were insults. In half a second her me opened fire, each man had a prosthetic arm that had a simple pistol built into it for emergencies, she herself however simply smiled as she saw the fool be impacted with every bullet.
Yet there was no blood, no sounds of pain, that only meant one thing, he was alive.
"I hope you know how to pray because I stayed here for my family and now because of you that no longer possible." Mr. Smith said in a voice that promised pain and pain alone.
Slowly the room began to be enveloped in a type of bubble one she had seen many times whenever she studied the Independence teleportation technology, but that meant the man had the crystals on him the entire time, but he was only wearing a simple almost transparent set of clothes.
"Nanotechnology." Mr. Smith said before a black cloud enveloped the room and she heard her men scream before death took them. The last thein g she heard before a massive black fist struck her knocking her out, was Mr. Smith making a phone call.
"Hellow Mom, I'm sorry." He said. [][][][]][]
A red light passed in the background of a once-abandoned room, at some point in time this very room would have been light up by bright lights, help well-polished floors, clean furniture and would have been filled with people simply living their lives, doing whatever work they did.
Now all that remained was a dust-covered building, empty rooms that had begun to show their lack of maintenance and so much filth.
Yet the room itself was not empty, for a man was sitting at a table with a battery-powered lamp placed intro to of him providing light, fo him to see. In front of him was a woman whose face was hidden by the darkness of the room.
With them were five individuals who kept watch over the exits and listened for anything that shouldn't be, they made sure that no one enters or exits the building.
"What no speech, not even the hole. I'll make you an offer you can't refuse." Said the man, in a way that suggested he really didn't believe he was in any real danger at all.
"No," said the woman in a cold voice.
"So what do you want or did you just want to look at me" he said not knowing that the way he spoke to the woman, made several of the guards actually worry, fo they knew the woman would sooner kill the man than let him continue insulting her, with his manner of speech.
"I'll be clear with you Mr. Carlos. My associates and I offer medicine, technology and secure locations for you and whoever you work for. We hope to be able to make a deal with you, of course, should you say no." The woman said but chose not to finish just to see how the man reacted, unfortunately there as no reaction.
"And what do you want in exchange?" Carlos asked.
"The technology if the Fifth Colum. The Infinite Stratos are an incredible marble of technology, however, we neither have the means of replicating them or completely understanding them, not to mention that so far only two percent of our fighting force can even use them."
"You and your group have found a way around that, however." She said, yet even if Carlos couldn't see her eyes, the woman's bloodlust was all too present, there was a personal reason for her to do this, one she was guarding with everything she had.
"Lady I'm not Fith Colum, I'm independence and before you start talking about an alliance, think about this. There's nothing more to this story then what you already think you know. So why don't you tell me who exactly you are." Carlos asked/ demanded.
"A new arms race has started Mr. Carlos and these two groups of yours, are in the middle of it. As for who I am Lieutenant Coronel Martha of the Soviet Union" Martha said before handing over a card that had a phone number written on it, before getting up and walking away, her guards each followed her, leaving Carlos alone in the dark room with just the battery-powered lamp for light.
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blueayes
If you want peace, then you must prepare for war.
- Location
- austin
In an office building, a man sat comfortably the news of the events going on had reached him truthfully he really didn't care, the outcome had already been foreseen and plans had been set up and backups for when something went wrong like they usually did.
He replayed a conversation he had in the past, it seemed so long ago now. Ismael had stood in this very office and struck a deal between the Independence and his company.
"What are you planning on achieving by all of this?" He asked the young man.
"Nothing. At the end of the day, the only thing we can do is just shake the people up and set in mind that we ain't as weak as those machines have made us look. That and bring our own firepower against those that don't like their own power being diminished."
"The peaceful transfer of power ensures a kingdom- an empire- the survival of a nation, but that would have soon fallen apart had we not done what we did. Simply look at the birth rate, or the bias against the male population, a rebellion was starting. If it wasn't then how did we get so many members." Ismael told him.
The man smiled, there was end goal, for the goal was to simply change peoples mentality, that alone was a task for years not a grand act of fleeing moment.
"What about the other group?" He asked the young man.
"They want to collapse the entire machine, if the women and the idiots that follow them want to be the ones that rule. Then they can start from scratch, because the soldiers they stepped on were the ones that defended and helped build this kingdom. The men were the builders and now that the empire is built, they throw all of those people to the wolves."
"They want to destroy everything and set things back to zero." Ismael said.
"At the end we both want the same thing, for this insanity to stop, but we have different methods." Ismael said before he left the room.
The man smiled it was time to see who would come out on top, was it the ones placed in the light of the world ruled by women who had replaced the men in the position of power, was it the men placed in darkness that had become filled with vengeance or would it be the ones that simply didn't care and had no end goal.
(Character change )
He replayed a conversation he had in the past, it seemed so long ago now. Ismael had stood in this very office and struck a deal between the Independence and his company.
"What are you planning on achieving by all of this?" He asked the young man.
"Nothing. At the end of the day, the only thing we can do is just shake the people up and set in mind that we ain't as weak as those machines have made us look. That and bring our own firepower against those that don't like their own power being diminished."
"The peaceful transfer of power ensures a kingdom- an empire- the survival of a nation, but that would have soon fallen apart had we not done what we did. Simply look at the birth rate, or the bias against the male population, a rebellion was starting. If it wasn't then how did we get so many members." Ismael told him.
The man smiled, there was end goal, for the goal was to simply change peoples mentality, that alone was a task for years not a grand act of fleeing moment.
"What about the other group?" He asked the young man.
"They want to collapse the entire machine, if the women and the idiots that follow them want to be the ones that rule. Then they can start from scratch, because the soldiers they stepped on were the ones that defended and helped build this kingdom. The men were the builders and now that the empire is built, they throw all of those people to the wolves."
"They want to destroy everything and set things back to zero." Ismael said.
"At the end we both want the same thing, for this insanity to stop, but we have different methods." Ismael said before he left the room.
The man smiled it was time to see who would come out on top, was it the ones placed in the light of the world ruled by women who had replaced the men in the position of power, was it the men placed in darkness that had become filled with vengeance or would it be the ones that simply didn't care and had no end goal.
(Character change )
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click on the post nr in the right corner. that will be it's permalink.
then you just have to edit in all the links in the OP.
http://forums.sufficientvelocity.com/threads/confessions-infinite-stratos.14354/#post-2756049
then you just have to edit in all the links in the OP.
http://forums.sufficientvelocity.com/threads/confessions-infinite-stratos.14354/#post-2756049
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blueayes
If you want peace, then you must prepare for war.
- Location
- austin
The news reports had begun to come in and eyes were placed to watch for things to come, those that had learned to move in shadows acted as their ears and it was for this reason that the world's militaries had changed. Long gone were the vast armies of yesterday, now small specialized struck forces were used.
Truthfully they were little more than mercenaries being sent to kill whoever the politicians or company executives didn't like, everyone loves to say that men start was, but no one ever complains about the soils of war.
No, they had just casted every person that had fought for their country and died, as nothing more than criminals. It didn't matter that the people those same men and boys, were people that publicly did the worst kinds of things imaginable and that behind closed doors, those supposed good people were doing things that left plenty of the boys under his command, so heavenly scard that that were never the same again.
Physically they were fine, but their minds and souls, no, they would never be the same again.
How many boys had returned home only to find their wives cheering on them, or that the wives had divorced them and forced them to pay for children that weren't theirs, all the while laughing because they could get away with it.
Now it looks like the world is changing once again.
Publicly no one acknowledged it, few were flat out ignorant, but as for the people in charge they were all aware of it. The people in the military everyone that had been dismissed like if they were a bunch of unwanted dogs, the same men that didn't have somewhere to return to and ended up homeless, had begun to vanish.
It wasn't just the ones that were homeless, those that had ended up in lives that were almost considered torture, it was them that had made the first call to everyone else and had begun to gather the troops.
The Militaries of the world had begun to hunt down and reenlist their soldiers, some men eagerly returned, with others barely held back from attacking the people that had gone to speak to them.
The Independence, that wants to change the system that has been created all the while attempting to destroy peoples beliefs in certain things. It was for this reason that they seemed to do pointless things, senators, tech companies and even certain people were being felt with by them behind the cense.
They wanted to change things, while trying to keep everything from falling apart completely.
The fifth column that simply decided things had gotten too out of hand and had chosen to completely tear down the system from the bottom up and from top to bottom.
In the end, he and what was left of the supposed deserters of the military all agreed on one thing, they just wanted money to live comfortably and the only skill they had left were those that they learned for killing, so they made that a business and so far business is good.
Right now he was looking at the targets that would be left in the air until someone could actually take them out, Ismael, leader of the Independence- Ichika, the first male Infinite Stratos pilot- Chifuyu Orimura, the first Infinite Stratos pilot- Joker, the leader of the Fith Colom- Tabane Shinonono, creator of the Infinite Staros.
Mercenaries from all over the world had resided the same message, every one of them were wanted dead, no exceptions. It was strange that everyone that had placed these hits were the same people that were on the world's stage now, the military wanted them all dead, the Independence and the Fifth Colom wanted everything to do with the Stratos either destroyed or so damaged that it would take years to fully repair or even make one of the things.
Yeah, business is good.
Truthfully they were little more than mercenaries being sent to kill whoever the politicians or company executives didn't like, everyone loves to say that men start was, but no one ever complains about the soils of war.
No, they had just casted every person that had fought for their country and died, as nothing more than criminals. It didn't matter that the people those same men and boys, were people that publicly did the worst kinds of things imaginable and that behind closed doors, those supposed good people were doing things that left plenty of the boys under his command, so heavenly scard that that were never the same again.
Physically they were fine, but their minds and souls, no, they would never be the same again.
How many boys had returned home only to find their wives cheering on them, or that the wives had divorced them and forced them to pay for children that weren't theirs, all the while laughing because they could get away with it.
Now it looks like the world is changing once again.
Publicly no one acknowledged it, few were flat out ignorant, but as for the people in charge they were all aware of it. The people in the military everyone that had been dismissed like if they were a bunch of unwanted dogs, the same men that didn't have somewhere to return to and ended up homeless, had begun to vanish.
It wasn't just the ones that were homeless, those that had ended up in lives that were almost considered torture, it was them that had made the first call to everyone else and had begun to gather the troops.
The Militaries of the world had begun to hunt down and reenlist their soldiers, some men eagerly returned, with others barely held back from attacking the people that had gone to speak to them.
The Independence, that wants to change the system that has been created all the while attempting to destroy peoples beliefs in certain things. It was for this reason that they seemed to do pointless things, senators, tech companies and even certain people were being felt with by them behind the cense.
They wanted to change things, while trying to keep everything from falling apart completely.
The fifth column that simply decided things had gotten too out of hand and had chosen to completely tear down the system from the bottom up and from top to bottom.
In the end, he and what was left of the supposed deserters of the military all agreed on one thing, they just wanted money to live comfortably and the only skill they had left were those that they learned for killing, so they made that a business and so far business is good.
Right now he was looking at the targets that would be left in the air until someone could actually take them out, Ismael, leader of the Independence- Ichika, the first male Infinite Stratos pilot- Chifuyu Orimura, the first Infinite Stratos pilot- Joker, the leader of the Fith Colom- Tabane Shinonono, creator of the Infinite Staros.
Mercenaries from all over the world had resided the same message, every one of them were wanted dead, no exceptions. It was strange that everyone that had placed these hits were the same people that were on the world's stage now, the military wanted them all dead, the Independence and the Fifth Colom wanted everything to do with the Stratos either destroyed or so damaged that it would take years to fully repair or even make one of the things.
Yeah, business is good.
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No, just, no.
Dialogue go between quotation marks like this:
"I am telling you what you're doing wrong."
New person speak? Start them from new line.
Dialogue go between quotation marks like this:
"I am telling you what you're doing wrong."
New person speak? Start them from new line.
What the hell is this even supposed to be?
blueayes
If you want peace, then you must prepare for war.
- Location
- austin
Okay I'll fix it.
- Location
- On an Isle in the Sea of Memes
I'd like to point out that you're not the best person to be giving grammar advice here. And I disagree with at least two of your yellows.
Regarding the story itself... I read up to #5 and skimmed the rest of it. Grammatical issues aside, I agree with Cardo. You summarized basic events and jumped directly into the action, but it doesn't work well that way. It's one thing to start with a prologue in media res and then pull back, but I didn't get the impression that that was what you were doing here. So the main problem here is getting me (i.e. the reader) to care. Who is your protagonist? All I know is that he is an SI that got pulled into this world and decided to do something. What's his name? In fact, what are the names of his compatriots? Who are they? There's no more emotional attachment here than some random story you see in the news - less, even.
Actually, looking back at #9, it seems maybe you are intending to introduce the other characters, at least somewhat. But as side stories?