Yo.

I know I should probably be working on RvS, but this idea wouldn't leave me alone. This is, more or less, a fanfic of a fanfic. I was largely inspired by Penguinlord352. He/She has a story called Angel Beats! The Angel and the Demonwhich I was a huge fan of. I even submitted an OC.

That being said, unlike his/her fic, this story will act as an unofficial prequel, centering around the teens of the SSS 3. Also a big difference is Penguin had, damn near, an army of well-made OCs, both original and submitted. I'm lacking so far in the characters department and may just open a SYOC of my own. Only a few of the first characters to storm my mind are introduced here, and this chapter was pretty much just to give you a taste of what I have in mind and to setup the foundation of the story. The next chapter will have a lot more detail.

Please Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Angel Beats! and credit for the SSS 3 indirectly goes to Penguinlord352

Her eyes burst open. She began to frantically gasp for breath while clutching at her clothes. She sat up, and with a fearful expression, she began to take in her surroundings. 'W-Where the hell am I?' she wondered. She took in her attire. It was some school uniform that she wasn't familiar with. This girl had long, wavy dark blue hair. Her stature was short, and she was fair-skinned with big light blue eyes.

She appeared to be in the courtyard of some school. As she looked around she saw no living being in sight. 'What happened to me?' she thought. Suddenly she gasped as her memories rushed back to her. 'B-But…I thought I…'The Semi-truck's headlights flashed through her mind. The driver honked the horn violently as the rain poured down unto the road. 'That's right…' her long, blue hair fell in front of her eyes. 'I was abandoned…and then…' her thoughts were interrupted by an explosion. Her head jerked in the direction of the blow. Suddenly she began to hear gunfire, and lots of it. She stood up and jogged in its direction. She could see fire coming from a building attached to the school.

"Retreat!" a voice yelled. "Mission failed! Boss says to get back to base while they hold them off!" That's when she saw them. Students carrying guns. Big guns. Assault rifles, SMGs, and even shotguns. They looked as if they were running from a demon. Just what the HELL is going on?

"Hey you!" someone behind her shouted. "Damn it, what's a NPC doing here?" She turned around and saw a boy with short dark blue hair running over to her. "Get the hell out of here! Aren't all of you supposed to be in bed?" The girl jumped back and fell on her bottom.

"Hey, stay the hell away from me!" she yelled at him. Confusion and panic evident on her features. The boy stopped.

"What?" he stared at her face. Normally NPCs just walked away and ignored whatever destruction they were up to no matter how massive. But this girl is freaking out big time. "Wait…you're human?!" he realized. Those words seemed to cause her to freak out more.

"What the hell else could I be?!" she screamed. "What the hell are you?" the boy sighed. He didn't have time for this.

Suddenly another explosion was heard, this one a lot closer. Unlike the first one, a body came flying towards them. He landed on his back and slid a little, much to his chagrin. He was a few yards away and his head pointed towards them. A weird silence settled in the air. She looked at this boy. He had messy black hair, which was matted with a little blood and fair skin. Even lying upside down from her viewpoint, she could see his build was pretty nice. Like the boy next to her he was wearing the same tan uniform she saw on those other students but his was noticeably damaged, blackened and torn from the explosion.

"Soul?" the boy asked perplexed by his leader. The guy that came flying looked up to see an upside down image of the pair.

"Yo." Soul responded. He looked from the boy to meet the eyes of the girl. "You new here?" He asked. The boy blinked. How the hell did he already know she was human? He just laid eyes on her!

Soul started to stand back up. He gripped two silver Beretta 92fs in each hand. He casually brushed his shoulders off. He put the guns into their holsters before shedding the tan jacket and white dress shirt, leaving him in a white T-shirt.

"There's a lot to explain," he said. He turned to look at her with steely eyes. "But you're dead," he finished. His black eyes held no emotion; however the girl's eyes were as wide as dinner plates.

'N-No way…' she thought. 'So you mean that the truck…killed me?' she couldn't believe it. She remembered it plain as day so there was denying that fact. Her hands gripped her head, unable to take in her new situation.

"Hiro," Soul said observing the girl for a second longer before turning to the boy. "Take her back to base with you." He turned around. "It'll be a pain to explain to her, but nows not a good time. I'm busy." As he finished that sentence, a female figure landed heavily a good amount of meters in front of him, kicking up a lot of dust and cracking the concrete under her. Soul shielded his eyes from the dust and waited for it to clear. Once it did, he laid eyes on his worst nightmare. "It had to be you," he sighed.

A girl with two long, brown pigtails stood before him; a wicked smile on her face while fire danced in the background behind her. He yellow eyes screamed mischief, even though she was much smaller than her opponent.

"Heh, it's about time you bastards tried something." She spat. This girl's uniform didn't match the white and blue uniforms she saw on the females earlier. She wore a light tan jacket and navy skirt. "I was just thinking I wanted to kill a couple of those Battlefront losers and here you are." She smirked, looking Soul right in his eyes.

However, Soul looked completely passive. Way too relaxed considering he was staring a she-devil in the face.

"Nice to see you too, Kanako," he said. The reality of it was Soul wasn't scared of Kanako. He just found her incredibly annoying. "Why couldn't Aoi-chan be the one to blow me up? Fighting her is a lot more enjoyable." Her smiled dropped, and was replaced by a frustrated frown.

"Hmph," Kanako grunted at the mention of the green-haired secretary. "Sorry to disappoint." she began stalking towards him. "Guard Skill: Handsonic," her smirk returned quite devilishly as two blades protruded from her wrists. Soul pointed his two Berettas.

"If you don't want to get hurt, I suggest you leave," Soul turned his head slightly so that his right eye only could be seen. "I got this. I believe we owe you an explanation, umm…."

"Y-Yoko," she choked out as if it were her first time hearing it. "Natsune Yoko," he gave her a confident smile.

"Don't worry," he said with a smile. "You'll get used to this place in no ti-" he was interrupted by Kanako's blade meeting the metal of his pistols.

"Hey now, those are some nice reflexes," she taunted, impressed that he pulled himself from the speech to block that fast. Indeed, if Soul had wavered for a split-second he would be in two pieces right now. "It looks like you're almost as fast as me," she said and began slashing at the teen. Soul blocked each of her strikes with his guns. Hiro took this opportunity to grab Yoko's hand and get her out of there.

While running away they could hear the clash of steel on steel, as well as the occasional gunshots. Yoko looked back and saw the spectacle that was Soul vs. Kanako. The girl seemed more like a demi-god than a high school girl. Nevertheless, Soul kept up with her. Parrying all her attacks and shooting a couple bullets when he could.

She could hear machine guns elsewhere. They continually fired round after round while students barked out orders. What the hell is up with this place? At first it looked like a normal high school, but Yoko felt like she was at war.

"Hiro-kun!" a male voice called out to them. The boy dragging her along stopped at his name being called. He spotted Koga, a hardened Battlefront member, taking cover inside the cafeteria hall. He was still a ways away from the HQ. He ran towards them, bringing Yoko inside the school building with him.

"What's our status?" Hiro asked, letting go of Yoko's arm. Koga and Hiro started walking briskly, Yoko reluctantly followed.

"Ah, shit's getting real." Koga explained in his gruff voice. Koga was probably the most masculine of the males in SSS. He was tall with broad shoulders and tanned skin, with spiky black hair and eyes. He was a tough looking bastard. "We ran into the Secretary, Aoi." Hiro had a distraught look on his face. "Luckily, or unluckily, Bones intercepted her. He's fighting her one on one right now."

"That definitely isn't good." Hiro commented. "Boss is doing the same thing," Koga's eyes widened.

"Soul is fighting? With who?"

"…Kanako," Koga's face went pale for a second. It was common knowledge that Kanako hated Soul's guts. Whenever they fought, Kanako seemed to take the fights further than necessary, focusing not on subduing him, but inflicting as much pain as possible. When it came to Bones, one of the only hard-hitters of Battlefront, he seemed to destroy everything in his wake, teammates included. While Aoi, his opponent, didn't even need to use Handsonic. Hiro had seen her punch through a concrete wall before.

"That isn't even the worst part," Koga said suddenly, making Hiro's neck snap to him. "We haven't encountered the Head Angel yet…" They stopped running for a second to take a breather. Koga turned to Yoko. Like Soul, he deduced that she had to have recently died and arrived here. "Welcome to the Afterlife. You picked a hell of a day to die, girlie," he said. Yoko glared at him. She was getting sick of this already. She seemingly almost got butchered by an all-powerful half-pint, was forced to run for her life (err….kinda), and now she had been listening to these fools make no sense at all.

Hiro, sensing her frustration, put a calming hand on her shoulder.

"Relax. You'll get answers soon. You're not the first to arrive in the afterlife during a big fight." Hiro smiled at her. She had to admit, the blue headed boy's smile was reassuring. A knot formed in her throat, preventing her from speaking so she just nodded.

Koga led them to the back door of the Cafeteria.

"Alright." He said opening the door for them. "I've got orders to regroup and retreat. You two go ahead of us we'll catch up." Koga unstrapped a Vector SMG from his waist and gave it to Hiro and pulled a USP .45 from his hip holster and handed it to Yoko.

"W-wait, I don't know how to use this thing!" she yelled. Koga chuckled.

"Don't worry. You've got the big, strong Hiro to protect you. And besides I doubt you'll have to use it anyway," Koga said smiling.

"You're not clever," Hiro said annoyed as he opened the door. He froze instantly. "Uh, Koga?" Hiro said. Koga looked over his shoulder and out the back. "I think she might have to use it."

Before them stood Suou Reika. She was the first and most powerful out of the three Angels and Student Council President. She stood noticeably taller than the short Kanako. She had long black hair that passed her hips and completely covered her forehead with bangs. She was wearing the same tan school uniform as Yoko, the standard NPC uniform, but with a red band on her left arm that label her the Student Council President. They also noticed the group of SSS members at her feet, accompanied by their blood.

Reika slowly walked towards them, instilling fear in the Battlefront members. Hiro pushed Yoko behind him.

"Koga-kun!" he yelled.

"Right," with Hiro's Vector and Koga's MP5, they took aim.

"Guard Skill: Distortion," Reika said in a robotic monotone. A clear light shield manifest from her feet and began to cover her entire body. Koga and Hiro began to fire, but Reika's shield easily deflected every bullet.

"Shit!" Hiro cursed. The males both emptied their clips at her, but did absolutely no damage. Yoko was speechless.

"Talk," Reika said in a slightly irritated voice. "What is that idiot up to now?" Hiro and Koga grunted at the mention of their leader. Koga swiftly reloaded.

"Hiro! Get her out of here! I'll hold her off!" Koga took aim once more and started firing. Hiro instantly took Yoko's hand once more and lead her away from the woman. Once they were down the hall, Hiro heard Koga's clip empty. Yoko chanced a look back.

Koga, having no more ammo for his SMG, tossed the gun aside and turned tail to start running. A Handsonic blade pierced his back and protruded through his chest. Yoko's eyes widened significantly. Reika lifted the taller man that was skewered on her blade in the air with little effort. She sighed deeply.

"You'd think they'd learn by now," she sighed with her eyes closed. When she reopened them, her green orbs immediately found Yoko's light blue ones. Out of fear, Yoko yelped a bit. Reika allowed the man to slide off of her blade and onto the floor and began walking after them.

Hiro and Yoko made it out to the cafeteria lobby where other Battlefront members were still awaiting orders.

Consequently, when Reika walked out after them.

The SSS members were frightened at first, but quickly regained their composure. "Form a half-circle around her, now!" one of them yelled. As they moved into position, Hiro pulled Yoko behind the wall of students, while Reika looked on with fierce eyes. "Fire!"

"Distortion," Reika droned out. Once again the bullets fire did nothing but bounce off her and into the walls of the cafeteria. The students yelled out at each other while barraging the Angel with their bullets, in desperation.

Soon enough, the gunfire ceased and Reika still didn't have even the slightest scratch.

"As expected," she said. She adopted a fighting stance. "I guess it's my turn now,"

Before she could act, she was interrupted by a glass pane breaking, caused by a body flying through it. A few shrieks could be heard out of surprise as a large cloud of dust settled in the cafeteria.

Once the dust cleared, it was evident what caused the commotion.

"Boss!" a member yelled. Soul laid on the floor in a broken mess. His clothes all but torn, grunts of pain coming from his throat, but the most shocking was his entire right arm was missing. Gasps filled the room at the sight of their leader in such a condition.

Despite his broken appearance, Soul managed to sit up.

"Damn…" he sighed. "That bitch is crazy." He looked around to see everyone looking at him, and to see the leader of the Angel trio staring him down. Soul started chuckling. Summoning his willpower to stand, he faced the Titania. "Yo, Prez." He said with one eye clutched closed due to the stream of blood flowing down from his forehead, but a half-smile on his face. "Nice night for a banquet, eh?"

Reika looked on at the broken teen with steel eyes.

"Ah, Soul." She started. "Looks like you've taken quite a beating," The pair stared the other down.

"Nothing I'm not used to. You've seen me take worse."

"That I have. But would you consider giving up?" Reika suggested. "I highly doubt you delinquents can continue to fight," By now, Hiro had moved to Soul's left side and threw his arm over his shoulder to support him.

"And what makes you think that, Madam President?"

"Well, for one, you just became left-handed," Soul chuckled.

"Yeah. The VP really let me have it this time." His smile grew. "I guess she's still mad about the last time she caught me one-on-one."

"Irrelevant." Reika said sternly, obvious annoyed at that topic. "Are you going to surrender, or aren't you?"

"I hope not," another voice said. Kanako kicked open the doors in walked in, a satisfied smirk on her face. The SSS grew even more restless by having 2 Angels in the same room. There was no way this would end well. "After all, I'd hate to lose my plaything." She smirked sadistically.

"Now, now girls," Soul said, turning back to Reika with the help of Hiro. "Let's not get too excited. And besides, aren't we missing a pair of wings?" he asked suspiciously. Reika eyed him. Soul talked a big game, but it was evident that missing arm and the blood he was losing was causing him to lose consciousness.

"What are you getting at, loser?" Kanako asked from the behind.

"Indeed, Soul." Reika glared at him. "Might I remind you that you people are ironically surrounded?" Go figure. A room full of SSS members surrounded by two girls.

"Oh yeah?" Soul, with the help of Hiro pulled out a radio. "Now."

Suddenly, a loud gunshot could be heard from elsewhere. Kanako's head suddenly jerked forward, its contents spilling on the floor, as a high caliber bullet passing right through it. Reika's eyes were wide as Kanako's body slumped to the floor.

"What is this, Soul?" Reika's eyes were full of full of rage now. Soul's breathing was getting heavier and his were becoming dull. It was obvious he was fighting for consciousness. Even so, he still wore a superior smirk.

"This?" he laughed. "This…would be…a trap, Prez," he taunted between gasps. Reika adopted her fighting stance once more. Soul laughed again. "Hey Bones!" he yelled as loud as his body allowed. "Why not…join us?"

Suddenly a body harshly landed beside Kanako's. The occupants of the cafeteria gasped as they looked up to find the source standing on one of the many beams above the cafeteria.

There stood Bones. He stood tall with his arms crossed and two katanas were sheathed on his left hip. His face was concealed with 4 or 5 white and black scarves wrapped tightly around his head, face, and chin, only giving way to the occasional strand of blue hair. The ends of the scarves somehow stayed airborne; never touching his body. He wore the tan SSS uniform with an open jacket, giving way to the white shirt underneath.

Reika looked to the body he dropped. It was Aoi, one of her own. Aoi had bright green hair that was currently matted with blood from her previous battle with Bones that she obviously lost. She was shorter than Reika, yet a little taller than Kanako. She had purple eyes that weren't visible at the moment since she was unconscious.

Reika cursed Soul. In terms of raw strength, Aoi was as strong as her, if not stronger. The only thing that hindered Aoi from being the strongest Angel was her Guard Skill abilities. No wonder Soul arranged for Bones to fight her. Bones was considered the strongest fighter in Battlefront. By using him to distract Aoi and the sniper to pick off the overconfident Kanako, he put her in check.

Bones dropped down from the beams and landed in front of his comrades. With their newfound momentum, the Battlefront members discarded their SMGs and assault rifles and drew their standard M9s, all of them taking aim at Kanako.

"What'll…you do, Prez?" Soul asked. "Take on…all of us, including…Bones, or fall victim to Deadshot…the sniper?" he was barely hanging in there. Bones slowly drew his dual katanas, ready for another fight. Reika sighed again.

"You never learn, do you Soul?" Reika crossed both of her blades above her head. "Guard Skill: Howling," A very high pitched soundwave emitted from her wrist blades. With a pained shriek the Battlefront members fell to their knees clutching their heads. One by one they all fell unconscious. Bones dropped his swords, reluctantly joining the body count.

Yoko, while clutching her head, saw Hiro give out and slump over, leaving the one-handed Soul to stand for himself. She looked to Reika, who had a smirk on her face, satisfied with her victory. Before she completely passed out, she witnessed Soul draw one of his Berettas, making Reika have a shocked expression.

She finally fell to the floor.

The last thing she saw while conscious was Soul's triumphant smirk.

*GUNSHOT*

"Checkmate…Rei,"

Yoko was slowly coming to. She noted that whatever she was lying on was extremely comfortable and she really didn't want to get up. 'Was that just a strange dream?' she wondered. Her mind flashed with images. Students running with guns, the brunette that fought the black-haired boy, the worried look on the blue headed boy that was trying to get her to some location she wasn't familiar with, the long blue-haired, scary Angel, said Angel deflecting bullets, the Koga boy getting impaled, the angel deflecting even more bullets, the black haired boy losing an arm, the brunette getting shot in the head, the strange boy with the scarves around his face dropping the green haired girl, said boy drawing two katanas, the scary Angel using a soundwave, and finally the black haired boy drawing his pistol in spite of the noisy onslaught.

*GUNSHOT*

Yoko stirred slightly. She could hear faint voices around her, discussing something.

"….as you predicted,"

"I can't believe…"

"…was awesome!"

"Our original mission failed. The fight was really just a back-up plan. In reality, we came away empty-handed." She heard that one clearly. It was Soul's voice. After he said it, the atmosphere in the room noticeably dropped, most likely due to Soul's stern tone.

Wait.

Yoko's eyes popped open and she sprang up.

"Hey the new girl's up!" a cheery male voice announced. All the eyes in the room directed at her instantly. She blushed from the sudden attention.

"So let's hear it!" a girl with long pink hair and bright pink eyes was instantly in her face, making her recoil a bit. The girl cast a mischievous look at her and brought her hand up to hide her lips. "Are you and Hiro-kun an item?" she asked. Yoko flushed. A few laughs came from behind her.

"Hey, Chiyu don't go badgering the new girl," a mature voice sounded. The owner of this voice, a tall, tan boy with black short, spiky hair and piercing black eyes, was none other than Koga. Upon seeing him, Yoko proceeded to jump out her skin.

"What the hell?!" she yelled. "I saw you DIE!" A few more chuckles omitted from the room but there were also a few sighs. She looked at the faces around the room and noticed she had actually seen them last night. Even the freak with the scarves around his head was standing in the corner next to a china cabinet.

"This is getting pretty tiresome to explain…" Soul's voice again. She looked around the room again and finally her eyes stopped at the large desk with a big president-style chair behind it. The chair rotated to reveal none other than the silver-eyed leader; with both arms.

Yoko was about to scream out again before Soul interrupted her.

"Knock it off," he commanded. Yoko caught her scream in her throat with a yelp. Soul got up out of his seat and walked around the desk to stand next to the couch. He looked down at her with a serious expression. "I guess since you've seen someone die already, this'll be easier to explain." His eyes softened and a smile graced his lips. "Yoko, right?" he asked. Yoko nodded slowly. He extended his hand to her, coincidentally the hand belonging to the arm that was amputated.

She eyed his hand questioningly. What the hell is going on? Is this real? A dream? Or was she just going crazy? All kinds of thoughts flooded her head, making her hesitation grow. She looked up at his face. He was still smiling at her. Those silver eyes were so majestic, she felt like they were reassuring her. She looked around at the others in the room. They all had reassuring looks on their faces too. Some faces were familiar, some she had never seen before. But all shared the same intentions.

She stopped at a certain boy. Hiro stood leaning against a wall with his arms crossed. His smile warm, and his eyes honest, he gave her a nod. She blinked and looked back to Soul. She looked him in the eyes one more time.

Finally she accepted his hand.

Small noises of approval sounded off from the bystanders as Soul lifted her off the couch.

"Yoko-chan," Soul said. "Welcome to the Battlefront,"

A/N: Big plans for this one, guys. Had this story premeditated in my head for quite some time. I recommend you guys go read Penguin's story.

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This'll contain some fiction based on the canon. Things like the creation of Angel Player, the past 2 Battlefronts, even The Programmer. I'll decide later on to ask for characters or not, but 'til next time.

See ya!