Disclaimer: Aside from reading the manga, watching episodes 1-10 and talking to recruiters I do not own Angelic Layer (it belongs to CLAMP) or the US Marines (they belong to the US Department of Defense). Fuu from Magic Knight Rayearth appears as a speed type angel, and I don't own MKR either (it belongs to CLAMP) except for having read volumes 1 and 2. Lastly, apoligies to Sandra Cisneros, a talented author and poet, who also appears as a speed type angel. I don't own her or her work but I have read "House on Mango Street". I do own the characters that I created.
Note: This is a sequel to "Angel of the Battlefield", also by Bakacal.
Battle One
Icchan goes boom again
Parris Island, South Carolina
The Angels were at the edge of the Layer, battling to stay on. The larger, bulkier Angel was wearing combat fatigues and seemed designed for power. The smaller, lighter one was a speed type that was dressed in a dancer's outfit. The larger Angel was pounding away at the smaller one, and with one punch knocked it out of the force field that surrounded the Layer. The Deus controlling the larger Angel stood up and picked the smaller one up off the floor. The two Deuses shook hands and the Angels were returned to their Deuses. A woman who was commentating announced the results.
"And that, Layer fans, is another victory for our champ, Master Sergeant Elizabeth Green and Wasp!" The spectators applauded as Elizabeth bowed. She was a 31 year old drill instructor in the United States Marine Corps. She, like her Angel, was dressed in the comat uniform of the Corps. Her short blonde hair bounced as she bowed.
The other Deus came forward. She was a short Hispanic woman with stern eyes and sharp features. She held out her hand.
"Excellent fight, Sergeant," she said. Elizabeth saluted, then shook her hand.
"Thank you, Colonel Cisneros, ma'am," she said. The captain nodded. "Come on, Sandra" she said to her Angel, "we have a busy day tomorrow." Colonel Cisneros left the room. Elizabeth looked at her watch. 2200, or 10:00 pm civilian time. she adressed the audience.
"C'mon, people," she said. "Back to bed. We've got a big day ahead of us as well."
"Yes ma'am!"
San Diego, California
The graduates awaited the ceremony with a mix of emotions. Fulfillment. Joy. Happiness. Excitement. But most of all, pride. Two hundred men had been forged from two hundred boys. As they walked with the globe, eagle, and anchor proudly displayed on their uniforms, they all realized one thing. They had endured a thirteen week trial by fire and been forged into the few, the proud, the Marines.
The general sat at his desk, examining the piece of paper the newly graduated private had given him. After some thought, he signed it. "Good luck, Private Green," he said as he returned the paper to the private. The private clicked his heels. "Yes sir!"
Tokyo, Japan
On the layer, the two angels danced. One was a pink haired speed type, wearing a sky blue leotard and matching leggings with white shoes. The other was a gold brown haired speed type, wearing glasses and a green leotard with white stripes. The leggings and shoes were also green with white stripes. They both danced the same dance: Right, right, left, right, spin, clap.They repeated this routine for some time. The girl controlling the blue clad angel removed her visor.
"Good job," she said to the other deus. "You're really getting the timing down." The other girl, a short, brown haired thirteen year old, shook her head.
"I'm still not as good as you are, Kobayashi senpai." The first girl sighed.
"Call me Ritsuko, Kana chan," said Ritsuko. Kana nodded. Ritsuko put her visor back on. "Come on," she said. "Let's see if you can apply what you've learned so far."
Kana put on her visor.
"Dispell the shadow! Guide me and Hikari to a bright future! Angel, fall in!"
"Angel of wind! Show the trail that only Fuu can see! Angel, fall in!"
The two angels fell into the layer. Fuu made the first attack, charging Hikari and swinging with a roundhouse punch. Hikari dodged the attack and slide-tackled Fuu, knocking it off its legs and inflicting 10 damage. Hikari then attacked with a karate chop but Fuu blocked the attack and performed a reversal to inflict 15 damage and send Hikari across the layer. Fuu then went on the offensive, showering punches and kicks on Hikari. Hikari was able to block all of Fuu's attacks but was being forced, little by little, to the edge of the layer. Fuu then found an opening and hit Hikari hard with a side kick, inflicting 20 damage and almost knocking Hikari off the layer. Fuu then moved to elbow Hikari from the layer, but Hikari dodged and, with a kick to the back of the knees, sent Fuu flying off the layer.
Ritsuko picked Fuu off the ground and handed it to Kana and nodded. "Very good," she said. "You've really improved in such a short time." Kana smiled. "Thank you for teaching me, Koba- I mean, Ritsuko san."
Kamehameha Memorial Stadium, Honolulu, Hawaii
Note: In 1810, Kamehameha I united the Hawaiian Islands under a monarchy. In other words, he's a very important guy in Hawaiian history.
In a video surviellence room in the Kamehameha Memorial Stadium, two men stood at a row of television screens. One of them was tall and gangly. He wore a white lab coat and glasses. He had long arms like a monkey. The other man was younger, and starting to nod off. The first man's glasses gave off an odd gleam.
"Icchan go boom!" shouted the man with the glasses as he jumped up with outstretched arms like a jack in the box. The other man jumped about a meter into the air and let out a short scream.
"You were falling asleep," Icchan breathed accusingly. "Bring me hot ramen! You have five minutes! Go!"
The man, who had Ogata written on his nametag, quickly jumped up.
"Yes sir, Chief Mihara, I mean Icchan!"
"Three minutes!" boomed Icchan.
"Aieee!"
Ogata ran out of the room in a panic.
Ogata: (wheezing) Your...ramen...(huff)
Icchan: (checks watch) You're two minutes late! Penalty game...ask for reviews while dressed as Ringo Seto!
Ogata: Fine, fine. (puts on costume) (in high, cute voice) R&R please!