Chapter 1
Eye of the Storm
A dark stormy night arise out of no where. Silence was only hear outside the IS academy except for the the pitter-patter of the rain on the roof, the occasional booms of thunder, and the shocking sensation of flashing lightning. But the lake beside the school, however, was very much alive. The sounds of metal clashing against each other echoed across the body of water, almost causing the water to dance. Two IS units were quarreling, one being as dark as night itself with an ominous blue glow emanating from the chest, back, thighs, and forearms; and the other was of bright violet and silver with the same ominous glow as the other, only baring the color of red, but instead of shining brightest on the back, it shone more near the eyes, like a visor of light.
As they were fighting, the lightning danced around them, flashing a glimpse of them each time the bolt of light struck, giving them knowledge of each other's whereabouts.
"Give it up, Tomato Head!" darker one exclaimed, "You're no match for Aquarius!"
The one in the bright violet IS gave no answer, just scowled at the one in Aquarius.
"Pathetic, at least say something…" The other sighed, as the both stopped to in conversation.
"I would watch out if I were you..." the violet IS user finally said, confusing the IS Aquarius user. The violet one then pointed towards the sky, with the other's eyes following, only to be struck with the very bolts they were avoiding, causing all their IS's energy to diminish, and ending up falling towards the dark waters below.
"That's for trying to take America's first IS model, you bastard..." the other said trying to catch their breath. The violet IS then made it way towards the shore, with the rain hitting their face. But, before they could get to the there, another bolt of lightning rushed down, aimed for the IS's wing and successfully hitting it. This caused the IS to be unbalanced and hard to maneuver, especially in the dark stormy sky.
"Crap!" They yelled, violently swirling around in the cold rain, "I'm going to have to land in the water if I don't want this thing to collect more damage!" With that said, the IS user then continued to slowly lowering itself into the same dark water the other one crash into, but instead of a nice smooth landing, they flipped into the water, skidding across the water, and crashed onto the shore near the school.
The unit then diminished the way the other did, but much brighter, and returned to it original form, a silver glove with the same color metal as the IS was on the knuckles and backhand.
The user, however, was unconscious from the shock of the violent landing they encountered, but instead of a female coming out of the IS, the user was a male. His hair was crimson and short but still long enough to be put back, and he seem to strand of hair needed on both sides of his face. He seem to be in normal clothes instead of a regular IS wear and a hat rested next to him as well bearing a bright blue with the white letters "A. R." sewed on it.
Now stranded, he laid there, unconscious, wet, and cold, in a place not familiar to him.