"Yoiichinichiwo sugosu!" A small female Reploid shouted; waving to the scientists she had called "family" for so long. They waved and called out various good-bys in Japanese.

"Sayōnara, yoi tomodachi!" The young Reploid called, finally ducking into the plane. It was a private flight, and several of her scientist friends sat in seats around her, taking final notes and watching her. She smiled at them. She always smiles. Suddenly a cold feeling ran down her spine. She will be leaving her country, her home. She shivered and sank into her seat, her whole body growing tense. Doctor Suifuto reached over and held her hand. He smiled warmly at her and spoke with a soft gentle voice.

"Sore wa OK ni narimasu" He rubbed the top of her white gloved hand with his thumb. She relaxed some and took a shaky breath. Not now. She could NOT have an anxiety attack now.

"Control it." She thought in Japanese, "Control it, V, control it. It's ok. It's going to be ok."

Hours later the plane landed in America. A huge Reploid in green armor waited for them. A smaller Reploid, in the classic blue armor, held a sign that said "Suifuto".

"Presenting, Vu~arukirī One." Said the doctor in semi-English and a heavy accent. The green armored Reploid looked confused.

The female Reploid stood straighter and said in perfect English, "Project Valkyrie Prototype One reporting for duty, sir." The green Reploid smiled, which looked rather evil, for he had bright blue eyes. No whites, no pupils. Just blue.

"Ah, wonderful, the Prototype is here." His voice was deep and slightly intimidating. The Doctor handed the green armored Reploid a holograph clipboard. Paper was outdated. The Green Reploid read it carefully, smiled, and signed on the bottom. The Doctor nodded and handed the Reploid a computer chip.

"Her information here." The Doctor said, "Her abilities, limits, blueprints." The Reploid nodded and tucked the chip away.

He turned to Valkyrie One, "I am Sigma. I shall be your mentor."

V-1 looked nervously at the doctor. He smiled sadly and gave her a hug, those soft, warm hugs that humans give.

"you'll be fine, V." The Doctor whispered in Japanese, "You were like my daughter and I will miss you."

"I'll miss you too!" V-1 cried out hugging the doctor tight. The doctor pulled away, his hands on her shoulder pads as he looked at his creation one last time in person. The sun glinted off her shiny new armor, sky blue and gold. He ruffled her wild, short, gold hair for the last time.

"I'll call when I get home." He said and disappeared into the plane. At Valkyrie's request, they stayed to watch it take off. After a moment's silence, Sigma directed V to the truck they were going to her new home in. Sigma was too large to really fit in a car. The smallish blue Reploid scurried to the truck to get the door for Valkyrie, then Sigma. He hopped into the driver's seat and they took off to Cadet School. When a new type of Reploid comes out, the first several prototypes must go through training before the new models are deemed trustworthy.

"I will personally train you." Sigma told Valkyrie after the truck drove off and they began to walk to the School, "That means you shall do as I say, and ask no questions about it."

V-1 nodded willingly, "Yes Commander Sigma, Sir!" She was eager to please this large Reploid.

"I will be training several others as well as you. They are your peers. They do not outrank you, nor you them."

"Yes sir!"

"You are at the bottom of the ladder. Do not expect it to be an easy climb."

"I didn't intend to, Sir."

"Good. Class in an hour." Sigma left her standing there. Several young Reploids mulled about. It was the courtyard. V-1 still had her little suitcase in her hand and she looked around, dazed.

"Lost, kid?" A Reploid in army green armor asked, beside her.

"Y-yeah…"

"The dorms are 2nd floor, left wing, for girls anyway. We guys are in a different wing. Name's Tito."

"Hullo!" V-1 gave him a big grin, "I'm Project Valkyrie Prototype One… you can call me V-1 for short."

"Well, welcome, V-1… good luck." Tito left. He knew that that little grin of hers wouldn't get her far. He could tell by her armor that she was going to train to be a Hunter. Tito made a bet with himself that they'd rip V-1 to shreds within a week.