Chapter.1

"Get down!" yelled the leader as the wave beam swiped across the field.

Carrying a massive gun, the man charged at the almost human-like monster. The creature went down and attacked with its spider-like hands as the leader jumped over them and fired his large gun at the ground, pushing him higher into the air.

The larger creature behind the humanoid one threw its large fist at the leader but his massive gun changed into a giant sword and then a giant shield, blocking the attack. The leader rolled over the creature's fist then jumped at the creature's core.

"GO TO HELL!" He shouted, lunging his huge sword.

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Eight months earlier, a man in a white coat sat in his office, thinking.

It wasn't long until he was interrupted by a phone call.

"Director, we found a new possible match for a new type Gods Eater."

"Send me the file." The director pressed a button on his laptop the read a report.

NAME: Lance Firestar

ORIGIN: born in Italy, raised in America, Canada, and Ireland

HAIR: dark brown, thick

EYES: Gray

HEIGHT: 5ft/11inch

WEIGHT: 193 pounds

AGE: eighteen

PERSONALTY: carefree and speaks his mind

NOTE: normally friendly yet grows hostel if called anything but name

"Interesting. Let's get him down here to take the aptitude test."

Later that day, a young man entered what looked like a training room He wore a blue jacket and white dress pants. After a minute or two, a voice was heard over the speakers.

"I would like to welcome you to human kinds last fortress Fenrir. When your ready stand in front of that case in the middle of the room." The boy walked casually to the case and saw a large sword inside with half a shield on both sides and a gun under the blade.

"One more thing, try to relax you'll get better results that way."

The boy sigh to himself then raised his left hand and grabbed the sword, then the lid slammed down and he felt something digging into his wrist yet he didn't move, not even flinch. When it was over the lid opened and a red bracelet was now stuck to his arm he lifted the sword and it felt lighter then it looked. Out of nowhere a vine shot out of the sword and attached to his bracelet.

"Congratulations you are now the far east branch's new type gods eater." The boy examined his weapon then put it back in the case. "Now that we know you're a match, you'll be going to a medical check-up next. Don't hesitate to let someone know right away if you start feeling unwell. Please rest in the waiting room just outside of that door."

The boy only gave a nod as he turned to leave. "I've high hopes for you!" The young man gave a thumbs up as he left.

In the lobby the youth saw another young man in orange sitting by himself, he also knew it'd be awkward for two people to be on opposite side of a room.

So the youth decided to sit next to him. "Hey want some gum?" The one in orange offered.

"No thanks" said the boy.

"Okay, I'm Kota, Kota Fujiki."

"I'm Lance Firestar, and don't you forget it." Said the boy who was now the new type Gods Eater.

Kota looked passed Lance and at his arm.

"Oh are you a match too?" He asked.

"Yeah, what, did the bracelet give me away?" Lance smiled.

"You look the same age as me; maybe a little older."

"You eighteen?"

"No, I'm fifteen. Oh well, I'm still you're superior by a nanosecond."

Lance just shook his head.

A woman in white holding a clipboard stood in front of the two boys. "Stand up." she barked.

"Huh?" the boys asked in unison

"I said stand up! On your feet now!"

Kota shot up but Lance waited a sec before standing up lazily.

"My name is Tsubaki Amamiya, and from…"

Lance was sizing her up as she spoke. Judging by her looks, voice, clothes, and how she stood, he considered her an uptight tramp.

"...You don't want to die over something stupid, so you'll answer my every order with a 'yes,' understood."

Nether of them spoke.

"Answer me!"

"Yes ma'am." answered Kota.

"Mmk." said Lance carelessly.

"Your medical check-ups will begin shortly. First up is you." She said, pointing at Lance. "Report to Doctor Paylor Sakaki's room at 1500 hours. Take a look around until then."

"That's half-in hour"

"This will be your new home from now on, the Far East Fenrir branch. Its nickname is The Den." She looked both Kota and Lance, who were now looking at her, in the eyes. "Make sure you pay your respects to the members of your team, especially your seniors." Tsubaki left the boys alone to their own plans.

"I better go. " said Lance taking off.

"But you said it was half an hour!"

"I plan on getting lost on the way!" with that Lance waved good-bye and disappeared into the lift.

Later that day Lance found the doctor's lab and entered. There were two men inside; one of them was sitting in front of several screens, typing quickly. He had a mischievous smile on under his round glasses Lance wondered why he needed three pairs of glasses.

The other man stood next to the one typing and wore a long white coat. Every strand of his blond hair seemed to be perfectly in place, in stark contrast with the messy blond hair the one at the screens had.

They both looked up when Lance come in. "Hm…You got here seven hundred and twenty six seconds sooner than I expected. "The one with glasses said with a smile.

"You were counting? " Lance sighed.

"Yes good to see you, new-type."

Lance then clinched his fists and was fighting the temptation to punch him. "I have a name it's Lance and I would appetite it if you referred to me as such. " The young man spoke in a harsh ton.

"Sorry I didn't mean to be rude. I'm Paylor Sakaki, and I'm in charge of Aragami technology R&D. Well, we'll be seeing a lot of each other from now on, so welcome aboard, Lance." Sakaki's welcoming smile faded slightly into an apologetic one as only half of Lance's smile returned.

"Now then...as you can see...I'm still a little busy with preparations." He turned to his companion. "Johann, why don't you get your business out of the way first?"

"Doctor Sakaki, I think it's time you learned how to separate business from private matters. Thank you for taking part in the aptitude test. My name is Johannes von Shicksal." He said, introducing himself. "I'm in charge of the Fenrir branch in this region." He gave him a smile befitting the director of the branch. "Congratulations again on passing the test. I expect great things from you."

"Okay." Stated Lance plainly.

"He's a former techie too, you know. Half the motive behind his being so nice is to see his curiosity!" Sakaki glanced up at Johannes politely restrained face. "The New-types medical check-ups interest you to no end, right, Johannes?"

"He does look the part." Thought Lance.

"I decided to retire as a techie because we have you, Paylor." Johannes replied, a silent threat lurking beneath his ever-present calm smile. "Please keep that in mind."

"Did you ever really retire?" Sakaki asked with a chuckle.

Lance could scene that the two had a history and made a mental note to ask later.

"Hmm... Now then, this is where the real fun starts." Johannes began, completely ignoring the doctor's response. "Let me explain the Fenrir Corporation's objectives once more."

Lance just waved his hand to brush him off. "No need I know what to do, go out, kill Aragami, find stuff, and bring it back to keep this place going that's about it right."

"Ugh, look at these numbers!" Sakaki suddenly yelled out.

"Yes also to help costuct the aegis project."

"Aegis, never heard of it."

"The Aegis project is, simply put, a plan to create a utopia impregnable against Aragami attacks, located far out to sea, close to the former Sea of Japan trench."

"Ahh...I see..." Sakaki said, nodding in understanding.

"Do you really?" asked Lance.

"Once the project is complete, mankind will be able to avoid extinction, at least for a while."

"Amazing! So this is what a New-type is like!"

Annoyance obvious on the director's face, he turned to face Sakaki, his polite smile cracking slightly to show a hint of anger. "Paylor, you're interrupting my lecture."

"Oh, sorry about that." Sakaki gave an apologetic chuckle as he glanced up at Johannes face. "I was just taken so aback by these stats, I got carried away."

Lance pointed to Paylor while looking at Johannes. "So how often does he go outside or get any fresh air?"

Shaking his head slightly, Johannes turned back to Lance. "At any rate, the fate of humankind is at stake, so give it your best effort."

"Right, you can count on me." Lance nodded.

Johannes fought a smirk that threatened to come onto his face and give away all the plans he had for this recruit. "All right. I'll be taking my leave now." He shot Sakaki a smile. "Paylor, I'll leave the rest to you. When you're done, send me the data." With that, he gave a nod to Lance and exited the room, leaving him alone with Sakaki.

Lance stood in the middle of the room. It was silent except for the sounds of Sakaki typing. "Soo." He drawled. "What now?"

"Okay, the preparations are complete!" He smiled at Lance from behind his screens. "Please lie down on that bed over there." he instructed.

"That's a couch." Lance corrected.

"You'll get sleepy for a little while." Sakaki started.

"Are you listing to me?"

"But I assure you there's nothing to worry about."

"Yeah that's what they say on pirate ships."

"The next time you awaken, you'll be in your own room." He chuckled. "Just a little catnap, so to speak... You'll get about ten thousand eight, hundred seconds."

"You really need to get laid."

"Sweet dreams."

"Tch, and again not listening." Lance just tossed his hands up in defeat.

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