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A man once fit and strong lay on a hospital bed in the urgent care wing. A breathing apparatus is strapped to his face and both eyes are covered with bandages he is dying, and fast for that matter. A tear stains the side of his face dribbling down to the warm sheets placed over his frame.

A teenager walks in with typical school garb on but the father fails to notice his heir." Dad? How are you doing today?" he humbly bows before heading towards the bed where the man chokes quickly and wetly. A recoil compelled the teenager to take a step back the sickly father stopping after seeing this.

"Shinko?" the once strong man's voice was weakening and at this point he was going to lose it, before inevitably his life. The sickly father reached out with a shaky left hand sweat filling the brown eyes beginning to dilate." Go and find the truth," the convulsions in the man's hands got worst but Shinko faded back slightly frightened by the outburst of nigh-insane babble.

"Dad, I don't know what you are saying?" the spiky haired teenager reached over to the sweaty calloused over hand, something he had done every day for the past three years since his father had been ill. The strong willed man smiled for the first time in a long time, more so now than even when Shinko passed a massive exam with honors." Come on tell me what you are talking about!" the teen began to yell.

"I guess I should tell you there is nothing left for me to do in this life," the dying father sighed knowing that those he had hid this secret from would never learn it again." I am not sick. I have been infested by Life Fibers as a test subject by a company called REVOCS," a heavy heave moved through the graying and ill man's body the pressure on him too much to resist any longer." When you find my colleague, Isshin Matoi you will find out everything, but for now all I can tell you is fight..." a black out rattled the man's mind shutting him down for a moment the nervous system parasites doing their job.

"REVOCS. And never forget that you are a very special kid," the man's left hand pointed out to the closet at the corner of the room its door locked by a strange metallic lock." Take the clothes I have in there, the jacket, gloves, shirt, everything wear it and fight REVOCS..." a long pause the man's heart meter blanking out for a moment as life left him.

"If Isshin is gone...Find Doctor Matoi's daughter she is currently in the northern part of Kanto. Be warned son, Ryuko is quite rebellious so don't follow too closely," Atticus the man was fading away but his spirit seemed to loom." If you can't find her find a friend of mine, Aikuro Mikisugi. I'm sorry I can't say more," the red threads that had been running through him for the past few months began to glow wildly draining every ounce of his energy.

"D-dad? What are you saying?" a shaky teenager began to push around his father but nothing. The meter to his left was flat a single long beep radiating out of it. Doctors began to flood the hallway but taking the key from the side table Shinko listened.

'Dad, I'm sorry,' he tucked everything into the backpack he had brought in leaving in the attempts to resuscitate the dead man.

Six months later...

"In Nineteen Thirty Three the German Socialist Party also known as the Nazis came to power," a decrepit man said voice old and drawn back. Around the classroom students were slouching, asleep, or somewhere in the middle as he spoke about the dictatorship of Germany." This all occurred when Adolf Hitler was appointed chancellor and soon after that transformed Germany into a fascist regime," he continued to right important dates on the board after all Class K was not the best and a certain student in the third row definitely showed that.

A loud clang rang out as the door to the room was punched twice. The student that sat next to a sleeping brunette became rigid almost solid as the metal, which began to twist with the impacts. A right boot collided with it and tore the metal from its hinges blasting it across the room and through the window which turned every student within the room inside out.

"Erhem, excuse me we are in the middle of a lesson here," the blue haired teacher said politely looking at the hostile shape that was outlined near the door. Mister Mikisugi yes that was his name had seen the shadow many a times just patrolling the hallways but now its presence was even more hostile especially since the shadow was actually the least intimidating part of the man.

Three stars shone before the giant pulled himself in. He was wearing a military type uniform with three black stars crossing the center of his chest all of which proved his rank above everyone in the low-class Class K. The mountain had a name and it was usually prefixed by the words: Disciplinary Chair, which instantly froze anyone that even came close to hearing the words.

"I'm on official business!" the head of discipline stomped in the room quivering with each of the heavy footfalls. Around the mountain came an army of One Star students all of which were, more or less, faceless because of their sheer number. Mikisugi's resolve faltered and he was turned inside out by a simple breath from the being that towered over the room.

Each word carried force which put the teacher into a bow where he stayed as the head turned away from him." Yes sir," submissive words left the teacher's mouth a bead of sweat rolling down his face.

The mountain turned the face the room which had been disheveled by the smashed door. Teeth were grit incisors bared like fangs and eyebrows raised in stark arches that one could almost walk over." As you all know I am the Disciplinary Chair! Ira Gamagori!" large kanji appeared across the backing off the man telling everyone his rank." And one of you have something that does not belong to you!" the nervous student from before pulled something from the pocket of his uniform.

'Cloom!' and like that the entire floor filled with smoke the student dashing through the halls with an unusual amount of speed. Gamagori once the smoke cleared barreled through the window as the student retreated down the nearest stairway. Every flight the man's eyes flashed through the windows as the youth rushed outside running straight into the core of the white uniform.

"Shit," a mumble that was half-audible rose up to Gamagori's ear. The giant smiled letting the runt slip by. This student turned clutching the uniform its single star shimmering in the light.

"Well you went through all the trouble of stealing it try it on," the blonde haired man sneered arrogantly arms crossing his chest. The teenager stumbled back but the duo had already been surrounded by the One Stars that actually 'earned' their ranks." Well, I am not giving you all day. Do it! No Star try it on," Gamagori seemed to mock whips stretching from the metal gauntlets on either hand.

"Fine!" in a blur the student switched out of his clothes and into the gray uniform. It condensed his frame to match that of the circling One Star students power surged out in an array of stars." It feels amazing power is coursing through my body!" Gamagori grinned raising both arms.

"Of course, it does that is the power of a One Star Goku Uniform," the Disciplinary Head smirked as whips extended out further sharpening with barbs along every few inches of it.

'Twitch!' the first whip seemed to move painfully slow and the student dodged to the right. Another twitching sound rang out followed by dozens more all of which were fast but the teenager managed to avoid them with ease eyes widening as the barbed whips smashed into the ground rather than his body or even close to his frame.

"Rah!' through the whips the blue-messy haired teenager tossed a right hand throwing it forward with a thud against Gamagori's midsection." Huh? How? I thought One Stars..." Gamagori grabbed the Class K member by the face.

"Were strong? They are under normal circumstances but if you haven't notice I am wearing a Three Star Goku Uniform! Three always triumphs over one!" a brutal toss launched the child across the court yard.

That Town ...

Loud cracks and bangs were overhead but the young man did not mind in fact he was strolling through the dingy streets with a broad grin. Bandits had tried to harm him but somehow the black jacket, black pants and strangely dark red shirt were more than enough to dispose of them. Shinko stared up to the top of the city where a massive fortress towered over.

'Honnoji Academy? If Matoi's not here she will be soon better get there to meet her,' he began walk with a certain degree of swagger as the loud booms began to cease overhead. Stars filled the edge of the building before stopping a loud smashing sound the last of them. Shinko walked along the top of the slums knowing that they were wear he would have to live at least for a while before anything came along.' Man, all the school I followed Matoi through this one is insanely large must be a REVOCS hot spot,' he thought having had to fight through legions of students that were ticked at him for even saying anything about Life Fibers.

By the time, he did reach the top the student had already been made an example out of. Hanging there in the nude at the entrance with a single note to cover his most private of regions was the rebel that stood against the school. Shinko read the note and looked down at the pale ground a stain of blood from the wounded teen having dribbled down from the several dozen meter high arch.

'Need to be careful too I can't just rush into this school like the others,' blood dripped from the top as he walked in not a single drop landing upon his garment. In the court dozens of One Star students all enjoying, lunch the day had continued on as if nothing happened. Each step seemed to hit a crack but no-one cared it was eat-or-be-eaten at Honnoji Academy and well that student had been eaten.

"I'm looking for someone," the black haired teenager suddenly caught everyone's attention. Each One Star wearing human looked at him as if the teen had come from outer space, it was difficult to just waltz into Honnoji Academy." She's about this tall? Blackish hair, blue eyes?" guesses at her height were approximated to just below his eyes.

"No, sorry kid wrong high school now kindly leave," a student approached this one on the same height tier as the intruder. A kendo staff was tied to the belt of his uniform which was marked on either side by one and a half stars the middle, if the jacket were to closed would be the third. This brown haired teenager was far from unnoticeable as everyone else was quiet in his presence." Now please go before things have to get physical," Sanageyama, the head of Athletics spoke again this time more seriously.

"I'm just looking for my friend that is all," Shinko raised both hands as a circle of One Stars emerged around his all of which were glaring with malicious intent. He noted this and reached for a blade, a short dagger roughly nine inches long, that had been hidden well under the black jacket.' Kendo? I guess I should have come slight more prepared,' he chided quietly before lowering himself to the ground even more. The circle encroached slightly more eyes all glowing beneath their bowl-cut brownish-black hair." If you guys want to fight though I can," the blade drew a glimmer of silver coming from behind him in the process.

"No, there is no need for that transfer student," a middle aged man with blue haired approached back slumped over limbs weakly twitching in the slow walk. Shinko was stunned at the man's sudden appearance but also glad knowing full well that he could not have taken on the hundred or so students that had swarmed around him." My apologies Uzu he is just new here and that is all," the teacher Mikisugi gripped him around the hand and led him away.

"Who are you?" Shinko asked leaning into the red embroidered couch rather comfortably. The man sighed shutting the blinds and untying the tie around his neck. Glasses fell away to reveal a visage ten or even fifteen years younger than that of the last. Messy blue hair hung down now curling under his ears as shirt somehow fell away without reason.

"My names is Aikuro Mikisugi and I have met you before," the teacher continued to removed clothes until only his black pants remained and even they were beginning to fall away nonsensically. That name rung, a bell to say the least but Shinko could not put his finger on it." I met you when back when you were a young kid Isshin didn't want you at HQ but your father insisted," Mikisugi kept his pants on.

"You knew my father?" the teenager looked stunned black spiky hair shifting as he sat up from the couch." How? When? Where? Why?" almost prodding Shinko asked raising up to the now revealed Aikuro Mikisugi.

"I can't tell you that but I can tell you how lucky you are to be wearing that set of clothes. I thought you father had burned them away but there it is," Mikisugi remarked as the name finally spark.

"My dad told me to find you but you found me. What makes my clothes so special?" the partial ADD that had been a staple of the teenager's entire life appeared topics shifting in an instant.

"I cannot tell you that either but from our knowledge on you, Shinko Kurosaki, you aren't alone in your quest against these schools," Shinko fell back the shock of someone actually knowing his real name freezing him. Mikisugi grinned which relieved the tension but only slightly as the teacher turn to his right making sure the blinds were tightly shut." You've been following Doctor Matoi's daughter, haven't you?" now the undercover teacher was asking the question.

"Yeah, but only because dad said to. Ryuko's a handful especially when the ones she beat up come after me, you know because I had followed her around," the often transferred student admitted having to clear his way out of town the night after Ryuko would have left.

"And yet you are here and everyone else is not. Don't worry once she gets here you can relax some," Mikisugi admitted staring out the window with eyes glued on the top of the building where a blinding light flashed out." I'll watch after her but if you want you can fight still, I've seen footage of your style you could get some what far," Aikuro smiled the shirt somehow returning to his torso.

"I really don't like fighting just to fight. Something like a kendo or boxing match sure but unless someone is directly close to upper parts of REVOCS I don't want any of it," Mikisugi laughed at this statement.

"A noble fighter? Just like your father. Fine, if you really want to know the four big bosses here you have Uzu Sanageyama, the one you were about to lose against in the courtyard, Nonon Jakuzure, keep on her good side, Hoka Inumuta, and the most terrifying of those four Ira Gamagori. And if you manage to defeat them you have Satsuki Kiryuin," those words tensed the teen's fist.

"Kiryuin? As in Ragyo Kiryuin? I know what I'm going to do," the tenseness rose into the teen's voice cool demeanor fading away.' I am going to make her pay for what she did to you, dad. I promise.'

"Not yet you aren't. Let Matoi get here and I'll try to explain everything and you two can make a plan. Until then you will be enrolled here as Shinko Kurosaki, a transfer student from Osaka," the man's body became decrepit again." I'll see you tomorrow morning, until then enjoy Casa de Mikisugi. I am heading out for an adult beverage," the man's glasses retracted over both eyes and he strolled out leaving the teenager alone in the unfamiliar estate.

The next morning...

A teenaged girl stood in front of the school in the uniform of her past school. Both eyes, gear-shaped and locked upon the central arch the body dangling there to rot. A guitar case was draped over her left shoulder and it definitely bared weight but it was unnoticeable now. Without another word the feather haired teenager walked in knowing that her papers had been transferred over after a long dispute.

"Honnoji Academy? I can already tell this where some answers are," Ryuko grinned stepping through the arch, hands limp at the sides of her black pleated skirt. It was time to find a few answers to some serious questions.

"Class we have two new transfer students: one Shinko Kurosaki," the old form of the young Mikisugi spoke oddly the class already half-asleep." The other Ryuko Matoi."

"Hey sit next to me!" a girl with a brunette bowl cut and a typical No-Star Uniform cheered.

"I'll take the empty desk in the back," Shinko glanced over to the crazy girl that was frantically moving her arms to the barren desk beside her.

"Ryuko! You can sit here! We can be desk neighbors!" Mako moved arms around wildly as Mikisugi glared over the field of students.

"Who sat next to her before?" Ryuko Matoi asked as Mako Makanshoku kept pointing and babbling.

"The one that is hanging outside," Mikisugi glanced over through the window the body of his prior student still hanging like a grim wind chime. Ryuko frowned at the sight knowing that the corpse was more than likely innocent excluding an encounter with someone." But Matoi you can sit there if you want to."

"Sure," Ryuko stepped forward walking to the second row ready to sit down.' Kurosaki is here too huh? Guess he's a pain in the school system's ass like me,' the teenager flipped the red bang that covered her right eye.

'Ryuko Matoi, surprised she did not notice me,' Shinko glared at her a conversation rising up in front of him. The son of Atticus Kurosaki failed to notice she did know him in every facet except for personality.

"Er-hem back to the lesson that was so rudely interrupted yesterday..." Aikuro spoke out going to the board and writing more notes out.

Student Council Quarters...

Four people sat on luxurious furniture and a center figure relaxed in a throne that was turned back to those behind it.

"You said he was willing to engage you?" the figure in the chair spoke revealing that it was in fact a woman or at least a young lady resting in the chair. Behind her the Athletic Chair stood white jacket hanging loosely off of his torso.

"If you give me a chance I'll powder that little punk," Uzu answered quickly and sharply. The others remained quiet unwilling to speak up.

"No, I will address them. After all, Sanageyama we did get two transfer students today," the young lady turned the chair around grabbing a sheathed katana blade from the side of it.

"Of course, my lady," the green haired teenager bowed humbly.

Okay so I know OC fics aren't the most popular on the site especially when the new character is very hasty and unlikable but just give this one a chance. Also since this one follows Kill la Kills plot it gives me boundaries and I won't lose interest and that is my promise to you all.

Thanks for checking this one out,

~Herodan3