Prelude 1

If you have read "Origins", by now you know that a good 55-70% of it was canon… in a way, this remake is going to be straight forward almost NON CANON! Yes you heard me, I mean read me. This is going to be mostly an original fic.

"Origins" is not over, I just still need to clear my head and finish chapter 8, because it's hard okay. This isn't beta'd so sorry. Enjoy.

I hear the roaring outside… every fiber and muscle in me begins to twitch like an aftershock of anxiety after a long workout from the previous day, though it's not the same kind of tiredness and strain, no this is a totally different kind of adrenaline rush, blood pumping to my hands making them sweaty, the heat rising in my back making my forehead wet, and that courageous pounding of my heart.

Everyone out there, people of different races, religions, countries, are waiting for this final moment of bloodshed, the crowing of "Brunhilde" in other words, the strongest person under the heavens. I watched the faces off all the people in the crowd, all 500,000 plus people, each with their own sense of moral and differences.

But yet, they are all the same, the hunger for violence and the hunger for power and pride, I am not the one to say "Social Darwinism" is the true and actual account of creation, heck, for all I know he was some fucked up geologist that stumbled on one of the most important discoveries of all time.

…But I am willing to admit one thing, that evolution and survival of the fittest is no theory but a true statement, in front my very own eyes I saw this event occur, how we "females" have risen above everything else and climbed up to the top of the food chain, an apex predator, the very image of power itself.

And it's all thanks to Tabane, my childhood friend and inventor of the Infinite Stratos, or for short IS.

Originally made for outer space research, its true self has now become the design of world controversy, and revolution.

The catch… only women can use them, doesn't matter if you are a little baby, if you have a vagina you instantly rank up several notches in the trophic level of human superiority. And it's all thanks to her.

The ISes are highly advanced mechanical exoskeletons. They have the ability to make people go crazy, mostly women, for the lust of power, and need for ferocity, to be able to gain control over everything around you... but in some other cases, the ability to finally make your husband clean the dishes for once.

I for one don't care for this kind of political and economic stuff, I am just here because of three things. One an incident that caused me to become the great IS pilot dubbed "The White Knight" by the so-called media, I was persuaded to use the IS by Tabane to cut down terrorist missiles aimed at Japan.

Who would have known she was the terrorist. To this day I still don't know what was going on in her mind.

At that very moment that I said "Fine let's just get this over with" caused this chain reaction that has now gave women full power and dominance. Surprised? Not really, eventually something like this would have happened.

I kept at bay, and at a low profile, they were never able to trace me nor figure out my identity.

The great pilot of the, "Wight Knight" shale remain a mystery

for now…

Besides that fact, after that incident, every county rushed to gain the power of the Infinite Stratos, developing ways to modify them and advancing them to become the world's greatest ordnances. Growing concerns that this "Weapon" would cause a great war, other countries and Japan was "forced" to sign a treaty.

The Alaska Treaty, they all it, a contracted made with four rules.

1. Countries are essentially prohibited from employing IS in any kind of conflict or war. However, possession of IS as military-grade units are allowed since they are the only means of deterring and defending against armed aggression involving IS.

2. Any and all information and technology related to IS is to be disclosed to the world and shared openly. Any further R&D (beside the technology information provided by Tabane Shinonono) is put under same restriction upon its actual field-testing.

3. Exchange of IS cores is prohibited under any circumstance.

4. Japan and its government are responsible for creating an integrated IS pilot training facility and is required to accept any and all admittance of pilot candidates from any foreign countries, provided they are endorsed by legitimate government body or foundation. The Japanese government should take appropriate action to ensure the balance of IS pilots in the world is kept in check.

I for one don't really care much about the rules, they have no meaning to me, just a bunch of words on paper to make sure "we" and I mean Japan, and any other countries, from being able to surpass "Europeans/white powers".

I don't like to point fingers, but it's true, ever since the industrial revolution and outbreak of imperialism, whites have always deemed themselves superior and it infuriate me.

So that's brings me to reason two, to become the most powerful, to gain absolute power and will, or as people call it "freedom, and liberty" to do what I want, without being held back by undemocratic laws.

And lastly I did this for him, my little brother, Ichika.

He's asleep on my lap right now, Ichika has been watching me fight for several hours straight, and has now grown tired and somnolent. I pat his head as my fingers feeling his dark raven hair, moving through it like a hair comb, it's rough but at the same time so smooth, like a dog's or cat's fur.

… Crap, why I am I looking at him as a pet? He's my brother damn it! (Shakes my head)

"Sighs"

I stare at his sleepy face, he's so guiltless and cute, just the thought of him growing up someday makes my heart ache. I would do anything to preserve his innocence's, with now a days society and corruption it's hard to keep someone from falling into darkness.

I clinch my fingers into a fist, my heart is pounding silently. The reality is that one day he will have to move on without me, I can't pamper him to becoming my little servant play-thing forever, eventually he won't look at me as his precious nee-san, but just a regular family member.

Or maybe I can…

The fifth bell rings outside of the stadium, and I look up at the exit tunnel, it's almost my turn, but I don't want to leave.

"Ichika wake up" I shake him up, his lazy head turns a few time and then looks up at me.

"Nee-san I am hungry can we go now?" He asks me with such adorableness it makes my cheeks flutter a little bit.

"Almost, my turn is next, and then we can go eat whatever you want." I gave him a smile.

He gets up and off of me, the warmth of his body slowly draws away and I am left in the cold, "Nee-san are you going to lose?"

I feel in shock, why would he ask me such a ridiculous question? "Of course not, I never lose remember?"

Ichika puts his hands in his little elementary uniform pockets and looks down, I can see he's really worried "Yui-nee is very strong too, I don't want nee-san to get hurt."

With those words my heart began to melt, he's worried about me even though he knows the IS fully protects the pilot. "Baka" I shake my head, "You know that the IS will protect me."

"I know, but nothing is p-er-per-perfe…" Ichika tries to stutter out several words, he's trying so hard to pronounce "perfect" right.

"Perfect" I finish it for him.

"P-er-fec-t" He finished, "I almost got in nee-san." He said while smiling.

"Where did you learn that word, they teach you it in school today?" I ask him, mostly for the sake of small talk.

"Tabane-nee told me." What, Tabane told this to him? Why would she do that, make him all worried! wait when the fuck did they even meat up?

"I don't want you to get hurt like that representative in the first round." He said while looking straight at me.

...Oh yes, I totally forgot, the first pilots system malfunctioned and she was rammed by a shield breaker, and then sent to the emergency room. She wasn't even that good of a pilot so it was expected but...

"It's okay Ichika, that IS isn't even that good of a model, Tabane gave me one of the most advanced ones, so it's better than the rest of them." I told him.

He made a cheerful expression, "Okay nee-san! I trust you then."

The last bell rings and I get up, I feel a tingling sensation as I summoned "Kurazakura" my IS. It doesn't take as much self-energy and endurance to summon it, contrasted to the "White Knight" which leaves me a bit week and drowsy after several minutes.

So it feels good to wear it. I can feel a surge of power whenever I get into Kurazakura because its Tabane's version of a "Dark Knight", a fitting IS to my cold ego.

The armor is full pitch black, every crease and design made to bring fear into the enemy, the IS itself have several components. It has a partial chest plate, several shoulder shields which makes it look more bulky then it should be, a thruster in the back which is hidden from sight, and only used if necessary.

But my favorite part about this IS is that it comes with the Yukihira, a metal sword that has the ability to form a blue energy blade, charging the blade at full power can do lethal damage, both to the IS and the pilot if required.

I step onto the launch pad, and took a deep breath, "…" I let the air retain in my lungs for several seconds before letting it out relieving my nauseous feeling… "Huh?"

I felt something warm touch my hands which are wrapped in the metallic IS armor, the sensors must be on full. I turned around and Ichika stood there. "Ichika it's almost time for me to go, you might want to get back now."

He looked at me for a second. "Don't push yourself, mom and dad wouldn't like that, I also don't like that."

"…" That's, that's… I don't know what to say, I just looked at him and nodded.

"Nee-san, winning doesn't mean everything."

Ichika then let go and walked to the bench.

I feel a surge of pain and hollowness, have I been giving him that sort of ambiance. That his sister only cares about winning? Sure I have been doing all of this to survive, make money for the both of us, but isn't that's what's important right? Yes, that is what's most important right now, I told myself reassuringly.

...Yet some part of my brain tells me it's true, I do have a competitive streak and maybe I am no better than those people I resent... the thought of it bites my conscience and makes me confused.

Ichika will just have to learn that someday, sacrifices are needed to be able to reach a goal…

"FINAL ROUND CONTENDERS PLEASE COME FOURTH!" the loud speakers announce.

I get my main thrusters ready and flew out into the crowd. All of them yell out in excitement. They roar in eagerness, like a Roman crowd cheering at the gladiators. There are light everywhere to the point that it's almost blinding…

"Hey there Chi-Chan, you ready?"

"Are you ready Yui?"

The girl in front of me is Yui Sylvia, she's a so-called friend of mines from middle and high school. Tabane, Yui, and I did hang out a lot back then. She's always been a serious competitor so we got along, but she also has a strong sarcastic personality that is even more or that of the same as Tabane's.

"Just because we're friends doesn't mean I am not going to go hard on you Chi-chan."

"Just because we're friends, beating your ass will just make the win that much sweeter."

"A-ah, so mean, ah Chi-Chan is soooooooooo mean!" She pretends to cry.

"Stop acting like an idiot." I slap my hand against my face to hide my embarrassment. The giant hologram in front of the crowd zooms in on me and Yui, damn this is humiliating.

"Gosh, you really need to learn to take a joke." She stopped crying and looked at me with a little smirk, "Okay let's get ready"

Yui is in a German/ American IS called the "Blassreiter" It's nothing more than a big tank. It's bigger than the usual 1st generation with two giant hovering shoulder plates. In its hand, she is carrying a giant assault rifle, the chest up and waist down is armored with curvature plating, on its back was mounted a turret and missile launcher.

She flew up close to me, but I knew it wasn't an attack, the starting bell hasn't rang yet. As she got closer her Caucasian beauty even got me a little intimidated, even though I am not the type to bitch about looks.

She lifted a hand to me, "May the best pilot win, girl."

I took her hand, "Thanks, I'll invite you the after party" I said with a mocking tone. Yui smirked again and chuckled, "You actually made a joke!" She said with enthusiasm."This is going to be interesting."

We then separated and went to the opposite ends. Everyone stayed quite for a moment, anticipating for the starting bell.

I take another deep breath and exhale. "Not for me…"

The bell rings…

I hear a sonic boom, and my face is met with a fist, the force behind it sent me into the wall, creating a giant creator.

"Not bad right?" Yui teases.

I get up, "Not bad at all…" I ignite my booster and sent a hard punch right into Yui's face, she was sent flying into the ground. Her impact made the stadium shake and caused dirt to be thrown into the air.

I hear the hammering of bullets and began to fly sideways, the tracer rounds light up the sky creating a path that aims at me. Several bullets hit me and chipped off of my armor like nothing. The dust cleared and Yui took a direct aim at me, the bullets hit me all over the place but I didn't even flinch.

"Damn I guess I'll have to use a different gun." She then rematerialized her rifle away and vaporized a mini gun into her hand.

The barrels began to spin and then high velocity bullets began to fly at me, I try my best to avoid the hail of bullets, I fly in several circles to dodge them, every bullet that hit something exploded and created basketball sized holes in the wall.

I hear a whizzing sound and looked in front of me, a missile collided with my body and sent me into the ground. The dust made it hard to see, but the infrared hologram projector made it easier to spot her.

"GOT'CHA!"

I feel a mist of bullets hit me and the little explosions made my feet sink into the ground, pressing weight into my body, my projector kept reading my damage report, 553-/600 damage one point per second.

Wow her bullets are actually doing some damage. I summon Yukihira, and began to slice my way through the bullets, deflecting them off to the side and every other direction as I moved in closer to Yui.

As the dust cleared I was able to deflect the bullets effectively, but it got harder because the bullets hitting my blade jolt my hands making it hard to control.

SLICE!*

I cut Yui's machine gun and punched her, she caught it and flipped me over several yards. I vaporized my Yukihira because it drains energy.

I hear a rocket launch, and jump upwards it hit the stadium wall and exploded sending debris everywhere. Yui came out of nowhere and tried to punch me again, I made a quick twist and sent a kick into her abdomen.

The impact dent her armor and pushed her back, I charged at her again, and she charged at me, we both crashed into each other and fell down onto the ground…

Announcer: It's a fist fight! An incredible fist fight is occurring at the center of the field! It doesn't have any magnificent tactics, it's a close range fight like a children's brawl! They hit! And they get hit!

We've been going at it for twenty minutes now, using guerrilla tactics in martial arts. I aimed a punch at her, she grabbed it and threw me into the stadium wall.

Yui came after me using her thruster, I ignited my boosters and scooted to the side. She hit the wall, I got behind her and sent a fist into her head which caused it to impact with the wall splitting it in half.

I grabbed her head and started to ram it into the wall more. BAM*BAM*BAM*! I used her head like a hammer, nailing something into the wall.

After doing that several time I ignited my boosters and dragged her body across the stadium making long impression in the dirt and concrete.

I feel a missile hit me and I was sent flying into the middle of the stadium. "PAUHHHHHH!" I feel great pressure on top of me, Yui land on top of me with her knees. Several parts of Kurazakura's armor broke off.

She sent a hard punch into my face and sandwiched my head between the ground, the impact sent dirt into my mouth.

"GAHHHHHH!" She sent another fist into my abdomen, fuck it hurts.

[[[[[[ORIMURA! ORIMURA!]]]]]]

[[[[[[[[[[SYLVIA! SYLVIA!]]]]]]]]]]]

The crowd chanted, they were also getting heated up.

Yui balled both of her fist, and lifted them up to double slam me, as she did so her head and body was fully exposed and I head-butted her.

She fell off of me and I jumped on top of her, I began ferociously hitting her ribs and weak point.

Bile began to come out of her mouth, BOOM*! An explosion threw me up into the air, my body felt limp and then I felt a giant pain in my stomach as Yui sent her double drop fist into me sending me back into the ground.

My body hit the ground making a creator and sending debris everywhere. I got up, I told myself that I had to keep going, endure it!

Yui flew down at me while firing her rifle, the bullets did more damage now, due to Kurazakura being more worn down.

The hologram kept projecting my damage reports, 234-/600: get out of fire range.

Yui hit the ground hard, and sent the ground shaking, she kept firing bullets at me and began to walk closer. I stood in place, "AHHHH!" she ran at me, and took the bait.

PAM* we held our positions in one hand I gripped her fist, and in the other her rifle at an angle so that the bullets wouldn't hit me.

So we began to head-butt each other again.

She butted me, then I did the same, we did this over and over again until our heads began to hurt, and then some more.

"AHHHHHHH!" I got a hard grip on her rifle and turned it on her, the bullets began to fire at a rapid speed doing damage to Yui herself.

Click*click* it ran out of bullet and she let go, taking my chances I held a good grip on both of her arms using my left hand, then drew back to hit her with my right.

On the corner of my eyes I saw the missile launcher activate and point at me, the fourth barrel began to glow a red.

A loud noise vibrates my ears, and I ended up punching the barrel making it self-implode.

The explosion sent us flying opposite directions, scraping the ground and making long rough impressions as we slid across the dirt.

Yui got up, and then I got up.

"CHI-CHAN!" She screamed at me.

"LET'S END THIS NOW BEFORE IT DRAGS ON!" she activates something, a blade and holds it in both of her hands.

I did the same and vaporized Yukihira into mines, gripping the handle until my knuckles turned white.

Announcer: Oh what is this, Orimura and Sylvia have decided to end this match once and for all using swords. What are they planning to do?!

[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[ORIMURA! ORIMURA!]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]

[[[[[[[[[[[[[[SYLVIA! SYLVIA!]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]

The crowd chanted our names for this moment.

I activated Yukihira's special ability and a blue energy blade sprang out.

The voices of chanting became silent, in my mind, everything began to slow down to a discreet pace.

Several flashes of light from a camera, flashed and then I ignited my back thrusters.

Energy: 180-/600.

Yui also propelled herself at me.

I lifted up my blade, and sliced.

….

The crowd cheers wildly as I walked up to the stadium center and stood on the top pedestal. My heart became at ease as I walked on the blue carpet and up the several stairs to the top. I face the crowed of people all of them, all cheering my name.

I feel a sense of pride and smugness. I hate self-egotism, but for once I allow the sensation of relief and power take over. All nervousness left my system, the butterflies in my stomach stop, and my heart cools down to a steady beat.

I take in several deep breaths, let the oxygen absorb into my lungs and clear my mind.

A man wearing an expensive business suit walked up to me with a square box in his hand. He had a stern yet prideful smile on his face as he looked up at me.

The Emperor of Japan, the leader of this great country, is now below me…

A rush of vanity and unspeakable emotions runs throughout my mind, I am above the emperor himself, those words ran through my brain over and over like a religious chant.

He looks up into my eyes, at that very moment the world stood still, he then closed them with such grace and bowed before me.

I made a selfish grin.

He then reverted back into his standing position and opened the box pulling out a golden crescent, it glittered in his hand dangling on the fine red string, strangely hypnotic like the "One ring" from the Lord of the Rings.

I looked down on him and then bowed a little, my dark hair feels a tussle as the wind blows by.

"Huh?"…

But I kept my head down.

"Nee-san can you bend down a little more, I can't reach?"

Ichika…

How… How… How…

How the heck did he get here?

My body stiffens up as I bowed a little bit more, my heart began to pound again thumping at an irregular pace and my face flushes with nerve wrecking heat, why, why? It's just Ichika.

Ichika got on his tippy-toes and put it on me.

I feel… for once

Happy…

I got out of my bowing position and looked down on Ichika, he had the biggest smile on the face, "you did it nee-san." Then gave me a thumb up.

At that moment I felt a rush of peace, and his innocents rubbing off on me. Wishing to make this moment last forever, I picked him up with one hand.

The emperor got up and stood next to us, he then took my hand lifting my arm up.

"TO THE STRONGEST UNDER THE HEAVENS, I BESTOW THE TITLE OF BRUNHILDE, ORIMURA CHIFUYU!"

…

A/N: I remade this because I realized the reason "Origins" is not as good because it stuck to the canon so much so I couldn't bring too much originality to it. Also how was it, I tried to make the story this time more developed and less rushed, deviate from the source material.

For those of you that know what will happen next because you read "Origins" (New readers too) how do you like the reboot/alternate remake so far?

Is there any flames?

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