Name: Unknown
Titles: Raven, Strayed, Exile
Gender: Male
Genetic Type: Ancient Human
Age: 18
Nationality: American/Anatolian
Craft: NEXT Savage Mk. III (03-AALIYAH-class)
Prologue
Arzenal, World of Mana
A Year Before The Baptism Princess Angelise Ikaruga Misurugi
The moon was high above the Arzenal facility, as Alektra Maria von Loewenherz, or Jill the commander of Arzenal, watched as six helicopters brought a hunk of metal towards her.
The hunk of metal in question resembled that of a para-mail, but with a few difference. A few noticeable difference was the shape and size.
Even thought it looked like a para-mail, the crafts two legs were similar to those of a dog's than a human's. Another difference was torso of the unit, it was larger and bulkier than the rest of the body.
As the remnants of the unknown para-mail came closer, the moon's light shined on it. Jill was a bit shocked on how it was still being held together.
The large craft should've fallen apart by now. Its entire right arm was missing, with smaller pieces of scrap metal falling into the ocean below. Another major damage to the craft was that half of the left leg was gone. Like some cut it off with a blade of energy.
"What in the world is that thing?" Jill heard someone ask out loud.
The commander of Arzenal turned around and found Jasmine and Zhao Mei. Jill already knew it was Zhao asked about the unknown object. Even though Jill knew it was an old machine from the past, she didn't want the Mei to know.
"They found left in an abandoned facility on one of the smaller islands," Jill said as she turned back towards the object. "The Inspector believes its an orginal prototype for the para-mail."
As soon she said this, the rescue helicopter dropped the metal remnants of the craft onto the base's runway.
"Mei, see if you can bust that thing open," Jill said, keeping her focus onto the giant robot.
"Right away, ma'am!" Zhao shouted, before calling a few others over with tools to follow her.
Both Zhao and her group of six other mechanics soon swarmed the wreckage, trying find if the thing had a cockpit.
Mei started with front part of the torso, for it wasn't facing on the ground. And also, it was the same area the para-mail's cockpit could be accessed from.
As the girl was onto of the large craft, she pulled out a flashlight from one her pockets. When she flicked on, she was astonished by the amount damage the craft took.
The entire body was riddled with bullet holes, scorched marks, and dents from shrapnel. She also noticed the sketched raven on the left arm was almost gone from the damage.
"What were you fighting?" Mei asked the craft, as she inspected the torso closer.
As she continued her search, she soon found a lever a bit to the left from the large spear-like point on the torso. Hoping this would open the cockpit or doing anything useful, the girl pulled it with all her might.
It took a bit of effort and time, but she manages to pull the lever.
Once pulled, a large hiss and a cloud of gas escaped from the spear-like center. It was soon followed by the spear starting to crack and separate from each other.
"Ma'am, I think I found the cockpit!" Mei yelled before the spear was separated apart.
Once open, Mie looked inside and was surprised to find a human figure in weird looking armor.
The armor was made up of a black jumpsuit with black and red pieces of armor, but with a few add-ons.
Mei noticed on the first inspection that the helmet, shoulders, knees, and chest were made out of a Kevlar-metal combo.
The pilot's helmet caught Mei's attention the most. Colored black like the rest of the armor, but it had two red eye slots were a normal human's eyes would be.
But that wasn't all. On the left shoulder and lower right arm of the figure were two sheathed knives. The figure's chest piece was filled with ammunition, grenades, and a handgun on the right side of the vest. The last piece of equipment was another handgun, of the same design as the first, holster on the figure's right thigh.
When Jill arrived at the craft, she saw the heavily armed pilot.
"Get them out of there," Jill said, making Mei quickly scramble into the cockpit. "And make sure they're still breathing."
Mei quickly followed Jill's order and quickly got to work. As she started to fiddle with the straps that were holding the pilot down, she accidentally bumped into the console.
Unknowing to her, she activated the craft's backup generator.
"Backup power is now online. Caution: Running system diagnostics." The craft's male robotic voice said as it came to life. "Warning: Primal Armor is offline. Warning: Boosters are offline. Waring: Shoulder, primary, and secondary weapons are depleted. Warning: Allegorical Manipulation System is severly damaged. Warning: Pilot's vital signs are dropping. Requesting immediate medical attention."
Once Jill heard this, she started to panic.
"Quickly! Get that pilot of there!" She yelled, making Mei and a few others scramble to get the pilot free. The mechanics grabbed some knives and started to cut the straps, while two other scrambled for a stretcher.
Mei and the two other mechanics quickly cut straps, holding down the pilot into the seat, as a stretcher came back. The group quickly go the pilot onto the stretcher, before the group rush towards the medical bay.
Once the stretcher arrived into the medical bay, they plopped the pilot onto one of the beds. They then started to hooked him to machines that monitored his heart rate, blood pressure, and brain activity.
"Okay, girls!" Maggie, the head of the medical bay, shouted at everyone in the room. "Get this armor off and see how bad our friend is!"
The girls followed Maggie's orders and quickly started to remove piece by piece of armor. As they did, they soon found the person was bleeding from pieces of shrapnel. Thankfully, the pilot's armor was only prolonging from them bleeding to death.
When they finally removed the helmet, they were surprised to see a boy around the age of seventeen.
It was kinda hard to tell his gender from all, with blood coming out his ears and nose. The only detailed descriptions they could make out was boy's short messy brown hair and masculine face. Everything else was soaked in blood.
"Holy shit!" One of the girl's exclaimed in shocked, upon seeing the boy's face. "What happen to him?"
"At this moment, I could care less," Jill snapped, from behind the group of nurses. "Maggie, can you fix him up?"
"I'll try my best, but he's pretty banged up," Maggie said. "He's lucky, his armor saved him from bleeding out, Jill. Still, can't believe he's alive, though."
"Then get it done," Jill said, ignoring the woman's inspection.
Medical Bay, Arzenal
Two weeks later
"Copy, I see him. White Glint and that traitor." A woman's voice ranged out, inside the mind of an unconscious form of the young NEXT pilot.
"Good. Stasis and Cube, commence operation. Take them out." A man's voice said.
"BEN!" The boy suddenly yelled, as sprung up in the bed.
"Hey! Just calm down!" A woman's voice suddenly yelled, before pushing the pilot down to the bad. "You were just in a coma for a while!"
The boy ignored the woman and fought her until she yelled for help. In less than a second, two more nurses came in and help the woman hold down the boy. It took them a while, but the three manage to hold the boy still.
Once the boy was held down,one of the women pulled out a syringe. She then shoved the syringe into the boy's neck, injecting the contents into his blood stream.
Once the woman felt that she injected enough of the serum, she pulled out the syringe. It didn't take long for the boy to start passing out again.
An hour later, the young pilot began to wake again. This time, he had a massive headache.
"Do you always put up a fight?" The boy heard a woman's voice. He turned his head towards the voice and found a woman with long jet-black hair that was tied up into a ponytail.
The woman was currently sitting in a chair, a few feet away from his, smoking a cigarette.
"Depends," the boy replied, as he began to look around the room.
The boy noticed that he was in some sort of hospital. Due to the small space, he guessed it was either a small or mobile base. Meaning that more than likely, he was captured.
"And what would it depend on?" the woman ask, drawing the boy's attention back to her.
"Who do you work for?" This only made the woman smirk a bit.
"You first," the woman began to say. "You're the one with unknown craft type and armored for a war."
"Well, I know you are not League or ORCA. Since I'm not dead yet." The boy replied, both surprising and confusing the woman.
"Well, I see you have a lot of enemies." The woman said, with a smirk. "But trust me, I never heard of the League or ORCA?"
"How about Line Ark?" The boy asked, a bit on his guard.
The woman shook her head no, making the boy a bit a confused. He then asked a different question.
"Who are you?" The boy asked the woman.
"Name is Jill and I'm in charge here." Jill introduce herself. "How about you, Wreckage?"
The pilot already hated the nickname the woman gave him already, but her question made him think. He had been called many different names before. His latest was Strayed, but he didn't care for that title as much.
"What do you want to call me?" The boy giving Jill a chance for a new name.
"Okay, then. How about..." Jill thought for a bit. "I saw that white raven sketch on your craft. So, I'll just call you, Raven for now. Until you can by a new name."
"Buy a new one?" Raven repeated. "What the hell do you mean?"
"Well, you are in Arzenal. Here, you can buy anything." Jill said, making Raven eve more confused. "And I do mean anything. Now, Raven, our medical staff did some blood tests. Surprisingly, you don't exist. Another surprising thing is, you can't use mana."
"Mana? Seriously what the hell are you talking about?!" Jill only ignored Raven's question.
"Which means you an Ancient Human, but if you were one then I would've known about you." Jill then pulled out a handgun and pointed at you.
That is when Raven noticed that Jill's right arm, the one holding the handgun, was robotic.
"So, you are just going to kill me?" Raven asked, only making Jill smirk.
She then did the unexpected. Jill flipped the gun in her hand, holding the weapon by its barrel.
"No, that would be too easy." She answered. "If you take this gun, then you are going to work for me. Work for Arzenal. You will do what I say when I say it. Am I understood?"
"And why should I join you?" Raven asked, sounding a bit cocky.
"Well, if you don't, either two things would most likely happen. One, you will be executed on site. Or two, you will be imprisoned, tortured, question, and then killed."
"So, death either way. Man, the choices." Raven replied sarcastically. "Well, fuck it. My job is getting paid for doing work for others. I'm in, ma'am. Just point and I'll shoot."
Raven then grabbed the handgun. He then unloaded the weapon in front of Jill. Once unloaded, he gave all the bullets back to Jill. The woman took the bullets back, but she was confused on why he unloaded the weapon in the first place.
"The gun is free, but I will pay for the bullets," Raven said, only making Jill smile some more.
"I like you already," Jill commented.
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