-1 Konoha
At the Hokage's tower, Tsunade was working on a stack of paperwork, one of six stacks. Tsunade looked out the window at the sky and shivered, the air had an electric feel as if a storm was on the way, but the sky was clear. "Hmmm, something is coming." Shizune snapped awake," Huh…do you need any thing Tsunade-Same?" "What? Oh nothing, I was just talking to myself." Her assistant nodded sleepily and laid her head back down. Tsunade looked out the window again and could not help thinking that Kohona was in for something… something big.
Advance Technology Testing Area, New Mexico 2018...
"Doctor Harper, paging Doctor Harper… Colonel Richards is waiting at the test site B." Doctor Jonathon Harper groaned, "Geeze just what I need on the big day, that …Navy Guy breathing down my neck." He walked down the bustling hallway full of chattering engineers, computer technicians, and other high-level brass.
As he walked by, he noticed how invisible he was. Not one person noticed that the company founder and CEO were passing by, or that he was about to pilot his way into history. It had to be that he looked scientist part, somewhat nerdy at 5'6 with some thrown on clothes and messed up brownish hair. It had galled him to know end that the board of directors had hired a model to be their show dog in front of the media circus. He was in decent shape from a time in the Air Force but he was nothing special. He sighed as he thought of the years of being picked on as the smart kid, even now he had the stupid board of directors manipulating his every move and he did not even want to think of the degradation he had at the hands of Colonel Richards. Well he had better things at hand, most important the complete revamp of the nation is military, that all ways made him feel better. After this test, Advanced Tech. would be a Multi-Billion, perhaps Trillion dollar company.
N.I.E.B.A or Neural Interfaced Enhancing Battle Armor, called Death Angel or the Tenth Plague would lead them into the future. The board had a fit when he started the project. They complained about lawsuits from every Sci-Fi author and video game designer that had "armor". However, from what he could see these "armors" could not touch his suit. There was going to be near a thousand patents alone off this project and most of them came directly from him. The most important was the miniaturized fusion generator, that alone had the potential for billions, but oh how those bureaucrats fuss and moan about anything remotely dangerous. The reactor used xenon gas heated to plasma then forced together with powerful magnetic forces. In fact, it could generate such powerful magnetic fields he adapted it to create a shield that would repulse any foreign matter. Jonathon smiled, it had been his dream child, any insane but military adaptable idea had gone on it, a jet pack, a static electricity burst generator, flamethrower, adaptable camouflage capable of making one appear any away a person could ever think of even invisibility. Nevertheless, he considered as he walked into the prep room the most amazing invention was the suit itself. Looking at it as technicians buzzed around it preparing the prototype for it first fully mobilized test, it stood eight feet of black armor, and some of the designers called it a cross between a knight and an anime robot. On its back was the generator, a jet pack that looked like it had been ripped from a Robocop movie, and the "wings" the magnetic field inducers joined. On the arms were slide in place claws, harpoon launchers, and a vent for the plasma. Jonathon remembered all the books he had read and films he had seen which had planted this dream in him. Who said being Sci-Fi fan could not cut in the real world was wrong.
Then he swarmed with the docs and engineers as they began the prep for being suited up. Striped down to tight shorts, he was hooked to remote sensors and medics yapped about heart rate and blood pressure when he heard " HEY HARPER aren't you ready yet!". Jonathon mentally groaned as Colonel Richards stormed in moving through the crowd as if they were weeds. The infernal man had been hired by the board to run programs with the military, but he had some how outgrown his position, he very nearly ran the company and had the boards backing. So he treated Jonathon like dirt, he had some how pressured the board to vote against firing him as Jonathon demanded and insisted that all call him Colonel. Of course, he never even spoke of Jonathon's titles such as doctor, captain, or even sir he just called him Harper. "HARPER YOU BLOCK HEAD! YOU'RE KEEPING OUR GUESTS WAITING WITH YOUR LOLLYGAGING!" Richards yelled. "Yes, Colonel. Jonathon replied. He drew a breath of relief as Richards left, most likely to kiss up to the board and the Generals who were watching today's test.
Then it was time, the armor under remote control slid open, the chest plate detached its self and the helmet popped open and dropped back. Jonathon climbed up on the ladder then lowered himself into the armor. Then like a Venus flytrap it closed around him, the helmet shut off all sound and for a moment, all Jonathon heard was the sound of his own breathing. Then the head voice came on "Alright Jon, ready for systems start up?" "Go ahead Turner, I am set." "Starting procedures people, electric batteries power is on, starting computer interface." Inside the helmet, Jonathon saw the visor turn reddish and he could hear the techs calling commands to each other. "Starting sensors now. Beginning AI upload." There was a crackle as the computer flashed on, lines of data flowed and information on the status of the suit began. "Computer online." came a droll voice "Alright the computer is on." Jonathon told control. "I just said I was on." said the droll voice.
Jonathon sighed; one of the computer geniuses with an interesting sense of humor had created the AI personality a little off kilter. It was no Cortana to be sure, she was helpful. "Ok, beginning motion systems, Folks lets get this show on the road." The suit stepped down from the pedestal and walked out the opening hanger doors into the desert sun.
Konoha
"YOU'RE LATE AGAIN!" Sakura and Naruto screamed in unison. Sai wondered if this was normal behavior for this team. "Hey come on, the doctors told me to take it easy and there was a fire I had to put out." Kakashi replied as he read his perverted book. "Yeah right Sensei, now what are we doing today?" Sakura asked. "Yeah are we training to day, maybe learning a new jutsu!" came our hyperactive blond shinobi.
"Actually the Hokage has us spotting Guy's team on patrol today." "What! Why do we have to do that?" "Well Madam Hokage has been having these feelings of uneasiness, Hey I guess it that time of month." Kakashi shrugged. "Time of month?" Naruto asked with head cocked to the side. The rest of the team sweat dropped as the thought of Naruto getting the talk." Huh… Kakashi sensei will explain later Naruto." Sakura said. Kakashi shot a look at Sakura for getting him stuck giving Naruto the birds and bees talk. Then he would figure away out of it, heck he had only fifteen percent chance Naruto would even remember this conversation.
"Let's go." said Sai. "Guy's team is patrolling the Northwest side of the forest. Oh, by the way talk to Tenten or Neji, I am not in the mood for one of Guy's challenges today." "Great," Naruto groused "another boring day." Then team seven took off toward Guy's team and destiny.