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Infinite Stratos – Prologue – Part 1
Over the Pacific Ocean; 2098
Allan Stark was described as many things; a playboy, a child prodigy, the new Tony Stark. All he ever wanted to be was a normal boy but being in the Stark family he knew that would probably be seen few and far between.
Just like his great-grandfather, he had risen in his intellect from a young age having graduated university at 15 and double majoring in robotics at the age of 17 from MIT, he continued the legacy of those that came before him. Always putting the people first, before himself.
Currently Allan was on a private jet bound for Japan as he was meeting a tech company about making a deal on data sharing with the craze the IS has been making. Stark Industries immediately got into the craze and provided everything from parts to instruction guides, however they produced no cores as the original inventor, Tabane Shinonono was the only one to know how to create them.
'Huh, how I wish I Zoey could've been here, she would get me out of this funk I'm in.' Allan thought to himself as he checked his tablet mostly catching up on the news recently as Phantom Task had once again claimed responsibility for an attack on an IS factory in Russia that was owned by the Sarashiki family.
"We will soon be arriving at Tokyo International Airport in approximately 2 hours, please enjoy the rest of your trip, and thank you for your patronage." The intercom announced.
'Guess I should get some sleep, I've still got a long day ahead of me.' Allan then started to head off to sleep.
A few hours later
The sun was setting, and the night sky was starting to show as two fighter jets suddenly appear from the clouds begin to surround Allan's jet, the plane's auto alert system begins to sound the alarm and Allan is startled from his sleep and goes to investigate the situation.
"What is going on?!" Allan exclaimed out loud.
He looked out the windows to see the two fighter jets on both sides of his plane, he wondered if they were the JSDF, but there were no decals to show they were official planes of the government, only one other group could come to Allan's mind in the moment…
"Phantom Task…" Allan said with dread in his voice, even though the plane had evasive measures it was not made to match military hardware, he quickly looked for an escape route and saw the only exit on the plane, the emergency one, he found the emergency parachute in a compartment below his seat.
Outside the pilots outside received their orders, "Command, we have the target in sight, permission to open fire?" One of the pilots called to his superior.
A sultry voice on the other side answered, "Granted, remember the objective is to capture not kill, if the plane does go down, send the signal and search for the target's body."
"Roger. You hear that Unit 2?" The pilot questioned his partner. "Yeah, loud and clear lets light 'em up!" Unit 2's pilot responded.
Hearing the whirring of the jets machine guns outside Allan had finished preparing his parachute as bullets entered the plane, he opened the emergency door and jumped out, behind him the plane exploded only a few seconds later.
Allan had deployed his parachute however he had only noticed the grimmest detail he forgot, the explosion also singed his parachute and now he was free falling into the water, he made a hard splash falling and hit the water hard, but miraculously he survived and after removing the parachute he swam to the top to see the situation.
The pilots lowered altitude and began to search the waters for their target, "Unit 2, any sign of him?" Unit 1 inquired.
"Negative, nothing's up… wait I think I see something, call in the boats now!" Unit 2 responded seeing a heat signature exactly where Allan had emerged from in the water.
Suddenly, speed boats were whirring close to his location, looking up Allan also noticed the jets hovering just above him, their guns pointed at him, noticing his pursers had closed their siege he surrendered, the troops on the boats were armed with P90's trained at him, another soldier ordered him to leave the water…,
"Swim to this boat and don't try any funny business little rich boy." An older looking man with a gruff voice responded as he pointed his sidearm, an FN Five-Seven at Allan's head. Allan complied, and two soldiers removed Allan from the water and forcefully restrained him. Allan then blacked out from the blunt trauma he had experienced as he was still quite shaken from the blast from before.
The gruff man from before pulled a syringe and answered the barely conscious boy," Don't worry kid this won't hurt a bit." As he injected Allan, the commander noticed something, lifting the boy's shirt he saw that he was hit with shrapnel.
"Hm, probably from when the plane blew." He said to himself. "Get the HVT to the infirmary stat, he's got shrapnel and he needs to be stabilized, I'll contact HQ and confirm out mission, the rest of you continue your rounds and make sure the HVT doesn't try to escape!" The commander bellowed to his men as they fall out to their assigned tasks.
"HQ, this is Commander Zazz, HVT is secure, but is in a critical state, requesting a prep for immediate medical treatment upon return." Zazz spoke into his earpiece.
"I thought I told you lot not to harm him…" The same voice returned this time though not as happy as before.
"It wasn't us mam, he appears to have been hit with shrapnel and may have some near his heart, we are stabilizing him, but without immediate care he can possibly die due to internal bleeding." Zazz responded to his irritated superior.
"Very well, we'll get some use out of our other prisoner she may just be able to save him in time, return to base I'll see that you and your men and well treated for this success Commander." The voice had returned to normal.
The jets and boats turned south and began sailing toward their destination.
Unknown Location
Akira Shibuya couldn't even count the days of how long she was held here, she had been in their clutches for the longest time.
One day after working with her colleague, Tabane Shinonono she was scheduled to attend a lecture in America, during the event Phantom Task stormed the event and took her hostage, they ordered her to make them an IS more superior than current models. However, she informed them that with little supply and with intricate blueprints she couldn't as she did not have the intimate knowledge of how to make the core.
"So, you want someone who has both the knowledge and memory of the core and its integral parts before you start construction. Am I right in that, Professor Akira?" Squall inquired the captive scientist.
"Yes, without someone with such talents all I can do is write blueprints for designs and prototypes." The professor responded
"Well today's your luck day as we have found the lucky man you need to finally make yourself useful." Squall answered the scientist's concerns.
"Huh, who?" Akira questioned curious as to how Phantom Task could possibly find someone with such intellect.
"Oh, it's a surprise all I will say is that you two are very similar and its someone you've heard of? But for now, you'll never know who it is because he desperately needs help" Squall teased the robotics expert.
"What do you mean, are they injured?" Akira inquired the terrorist leader.
"Just follow me and you'll find out." As Squall was speaking the sound of helicopters and boats could be heard and Squall responded, "Looks as though out VIP has arrived, follow me professor and you'll see your guardian angel."
Akira followed Squall outside to another room where she saw soldiers laying what seemed to be a young man on a gurney with a towel over his face, Squall beckoned her to the table and Akira proceeded to lift it and was horrified to see that it was Allan Stark, the current interim CEO of Stark Industries.
"What did you people do to him?!" Akira exclaimed looking at various wounds surrounding his body.
"It would seem that he caught shrapnel escaping his jet when he went tot retrieve him and we want you to remove it from him and stabilize him." Squall explained simply as if the sight before her as an everyday occurrence.
"Very well, I will however ask that you give me complete silence and space as I operate, one mistake could mean a piece of debris could lodge into his heart and he could bleed internally." Akira asked of Squall.
"Very well; everyone, step back and give her space, but keep a close eye on her." The two soldiers in the room backed away, however they were in range to shoot if need to.
'I'm so sorry.' Akira whispered to the young man as she began to surgery, a task she had barely ever done, she excelled in autopsy and dissection, but for the sake of this young boy's life she would do all she can for him.
Two people meet at this destined place, where will their story go from here?
AN#1: Thank you guys for being patient. This is the Part 1 of the Prologue to my Infinite Stratos story, A New Mechanical World. I hope you can join me on this story.
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AN#3: I hope you guys will help along the way, I really do mean that! :)