For a bit of info: The Exo-Suit Ritsuka's wearing resembles the armor from the Iron Man Armored Adventures series, only colored chromatic silver, because you know, prototype.

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TO BE A HERO

Ritsuka admit.

Reyshifting was an... unpleasant experience.

By the time the world seemingly bent around him, he felt the armor and his body deconstruct at a cellular level and forcefully re-manifest in a point of… location? Time? Era?

Whatever.

He landed on the ground with a metallic thud!

The teen groaned, and a second later an additional thump came crashing, revealing to be Gudako who remained unconscious.

His head was spinning, from the reality warping transportation that they had first class seats to ride in. It was already perturbing to begin with. But luckily he didn't feel all that dizzying for now. What he did feel however, was the still strained and constricting pain in his chest that seemed to grab at his heart at an iron grip, threateningly squeezing it like a pulp. It hurt like he wouldn't believe. Thankfully, the armor had at least provided treatment. Temporarily as it is, but if it managed to lessen the pain he was in, he would gladly take it.

And it was at this moment Gudako awoke.

Rather violently at that.

Ritsuka snapped his head towards the sound of choked regurgitation and watched as Gudako doubled over and lost the remnants of her lunch. No doubt from the sudden warping they had done. Ritsuka felt a bit more thankful that the suit had managed to stabilize him, because he knew without it, he'd be in the same situation the redhead was in, he'd guessed that even those with a stronger stomach would have found themselves nauseous upon their first reyshifting.

Harsh color flooded Gudako's cheeks as her body convulsed violently. The girl desperately fought to bring herself back under control, but her queasy stomach stubbornly refused and did the opposite, resulting her heaving on the ground once more.

She felt a shape of a hand pull her fiery red hair back as she emptied the contents of her stomach. The offending appendage felt cold and metallic, but she was still grateful for the one who helped alleviate some of the pain as the other hand landed on her shoulder.

"Please." Gudako gagged, her voice rough and sore. "Make it stop."

Ritsuka furrowed his eyebrows behind the helmet and moved the hand that was on the girl's shoulder to her back. A faint glow of a healing spell he had been taught during his time at the Clock Tower made contact with Gudako's back. A few moments passed, and the girl stood shakily on her two feet, Ritsuka supporting her.

"Thank-" She coughed. "-you, whoever you are."

Her eyes glanced at the metal man that stood next to her.

He was around her height, albeit a bit taller than her. A chromatic silver color scheme was washed the armor overall and throughout. Various flaps and sleek metal gave the armor a more streamlined appearance while the circular arc was holed in the middle radiated the same white glow to the slits at the face.

Speaking of, a hiss was heard from the helmet, and part of the face slid up to reveal a face of a tired young man around her age was revealed.

"Ritsuka Fujimaru." He spoke, the tiredness evident in his voice. "Master candidate number forty-eight." The teen revealed.

"Gudako Tachibana. Master candidate number thirty-six." She introduced herself, before groaning when pain flashed in her head. "Ugh, what happened? I remembered being late to the Orientation, and I arrived just in time, but then suddenly everything went up to high hell."

"I don't know what happened myself, but when I arrived I saw you in some rubble." Ritsuka replied. "I got you out, but before I could the control room suddenly went haywire and sent us… here…"

His voice trailed off, dying a swift death as the black haired teen's expression slowly twisted to shock and growing horror.

"No…" Was the only word Ritsuka managed to utter in his distressed state as his eyes roamed his surroundings.

"This… This can't be…." The boy stammered looking at a charred statue nearby them. "This can't be real…" His voice quivered.

Gudako didn't notice the appalled expression etched into her fellow Master's face until she saw it herself.

"W-What the hell?!" Gudako exclaimed.

Hell was an accurate word to describe it. It looked like a desolate wasteland from some post-apocalyptic flick she had seen a few one, too many times. The sky itself was painted red as fires that surrounded them seemed to reach the skies and smoke had risen to block out the moon, shadowed by dark reddish clouds. The streets surrounding them were utterly devoid of life, the pavement was upturned and cracked as though something the girl would rather not encounter had brought ruin to it.

Collapsed and devastated buildings that once was a construction of glass and steel stood scorched and pitted, the insides blacked out into shadows while fires raged in the distance. It made it hard to breath, and it made her choke as she took a step back and tried to steady herself by leaning on a blackened statue that—

She shrieked when the statue broke and a very real human hand fell to the ground. Then the smell of burning flesh hit her nostrils and she resisted the urge to puke once more.

"Oh… god…"

Only then Gudako realized what Ritsuka was alluding to, and the girl planted a hand over her mouth in horror.

These… statues were not statues as she'd first assumed. Instead, these were people, once, living beings like them, now petrified within the last moments of their life. Many hands and arms stretched out in a desperate attempt to search for help that would never be realized, each and every faces etched with terror as many figures around them looked to have tried running away from someone.

Or something.

Others were rendered into stone, strangely, but she didn't believe it was a better alternative than the first. A few unlucky ones however, were just no little more than charred parts, incomplete and missing, just like their surroundings. It was as if the whole world had been assaulted by fire and brimstone, as if the devil himself came from hell with his minions and decided that this was the day humanity would perish.

"What… the… what the fuck?!" Gudako swore, Ritsuka remained speechless.

This was a world that lost its tracks. A world gone wrong. A world that lost its way.

What else could the girl say? There was nothing to say. Was this what awaited them? Was this a so-called Singularity that the people in Chaldea spouted about?

If so, she never wanted to enter one again. If this was what waited for them, hundreds of dead bodies, devoid of any life, all burnt and charred and—

Gudako gagged.

"I think I'm going to be sick again."

Ritsuka's heart ached, not just from the pain, but for the people that had lost their lives trying to run away from whatever had caused this tragedy to happen. Was this what the director has been talking about? Saving humanity? Entering Singularities? He'd thought that entering Chaldea's mission with a rational angle would help him ease his mind. So that he could distance himself emotionally from whatever would come his way. He was a scientist at heart, someone who would always look at things and think possible and realistic outcomes and logic. But… this…only now did he realize how impossible that was.

Gudako's gaze landed to a charred figure of a brother leading his sibling away from the crossfire. Then a mother clutching her baby boy to her chest, her face speaking volumes as her final moments were etched, she died singing a lullaby to her child as she shielded her from the unknown horror. From a distance away, was a man who threw himself onto a hood of a car. In another spot, a father who blocked his son's eyes and used himself as a meat shield for his son from the thing that would eventually turned everyone into literal shells of their former selves.

All of them were frozen in time, it looked just like that one portrait that she remembered looking up on online, Pompeii. The tragedy in the once great city of old replicated here, everyone in stone, in ash and death and broken or charred flesh. Jesus, what the fuck? How many people had died here? How many children burned in the flames? Was anyone left alive? Someone has to be alive right? They can't all be dead… right?

Right?

"We…we need to get a move on." Ritsuka advised. "We have to find out what happened—"

A rustle from the debris.

Gudako's head perked up to the sound. For a moment her heart leaped.

A survivor?

It was her first thought. Her second was to scamper forward and she did, her empathy betrayed her, took over the logical side that she usually didn't listen to. She followed her heart first and foremost, and it told her to save whoever was trapped under the rubble—despite Ritsuka's shout.

Why was he telling her to stay back? Couldn't he see someone was there? Her hands tore at the burning debris, and it stung her unprotected flesh but she ignored it, pulling aside a shattered stone as she ignored Ritsuka shouting behind her, her mind thinking only to help, only to aid whomever was trapped beneath. Ritsuka had helped her in the very same situation this poor soul was in, why couldn't she?

"I-I got you!" Gudako gritted her teeth and pulled the last remaining concrete.

Only then did she realize her mistake.

A bony hand seized her own.

It wasn't human.

Empty eyes of a hollow skeleton gazed back at her mere moments before the knife came from one of the monster's hand had sliced into her cheek. Without even taking a time to think, she snapped at it, forcefully breaking the grip and her foot swung up at the creature, the tip of her white shoes striking the chin of the thing's skull and sent it staggering backwards. Another one arose beside her, clad in ruined rags of what might've been clothes once. It seized her and she gave out a yelp, despite its spindly frame, the skeleton was stronger than she suspected and she could only watch with widened eyes as it raised a dagger in the air and—

She heard a whirring of gears from behind her, then felt the creature that grabbed her fall with a thud onto the ground, the knife clanging on the ground uselessly.

The low hum akin to an engine came from the armor her fellow Master wore as he lowered his fist, his expression hidden once more by the emotionless faceplate of metal that protected him.

Another one rose from the wreckage some good feet away from them and charged towards them, aiming for Ritsuka's back with a sword in hand.

Gudako's threw her hand forward.

"GANDR!"

The reddish spell shot forward like a bullet and sped past the black haired teen and into the creature, blasting through its skeletal frame easily, and fell down just as quick.

More awakened from the rubble, but all fell rather swiftly, either by fist or spell, or a boot to the face.

For all their rather unsettling looks, the monsters could barely touch them let alone hurt them. When one did manage to land a blow on Ritsuka, the sword bounced against the metallic armor uselessly and it died shortly after. The two dispatched the undead relatively easy despite the advantage of numbers the creatures had against them. Really, the assault on them just distracted the two, and it quickly fell and ended rather sooner than they had expected.

Gudako inhaled, then exhaled through her nose between panted breaths. She was certainly far from being a chump in stamina, but as soon as the adrenaline ran off, she felt the stress come back. She glanced at Ritsuka, and saw that he, too, looked tired, more so than her. His shoulders were slouched, and while his armored fists were raised in the air, she could see his shoulders noticeably rising up and down between the labored breathing she could hear from him.

She approached him, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Are you alright?"

"I'm… fine." Ritsuka replied between coughs, his voice altered by the helmet. He grunted and lowered his fists as he straightened himself. "Just a bit winded is all." He assured his fellow Master, who nodded in return. "For now, we should focus finding what happened here and fast—"

Gudako turned her head. "Wait, what is that?!" She alerted him, her finger pointed a distant point on the horizon.

From within the suit, Ritsuka glanced at a new window popped up from the hud in the helmet. "Multiple projectiles detected."

…What?

As if waiting for that very statement a crimson star rocketed up in the distance from a nearby building. The two turned toward that brilliant burst of light from afar, watching as it soared high up into the blackened like a red firework. However, rather than detonate in a short-lived burst of light as they'd expect or hoped, it completed its arc and grew larger and larger, swooping down towards them like a falling star...

"We have to move now!"

It was too late.

Then descended on the two Masters like a meteor made of arrows.

Ritsuka rushed forward and moved in front of the redhead.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Gudako screamed at him, she moved in hopes that Ritsuka could move but the teen didn't budge.

"Protecting you—what do you think I'm doing!?" Ritsuka barked back as the struggling girl tried to get out of his grip.

"You're going to kill yourself!" The redhead argued. "Idiot! Don't try playing the hero! You'll die!"

"It's better me than the both of us!"

The twisted volley of arrows came down on them and Ritsuka prepared for the worst and Gudako screamed for him to let go.

Only for a harsh clang to sound out.

Ritsuka whipped his head around at the sound, and his eyes widened behind his helmet.

"Mash?!"

The young girl looked different than he had last saw her. There were no bruises or blood like before, her face and body looked clean. She now supported dark armor with a hole exposing her stomach, black gauntlets and boots and a garter on her right thigh.

In her hands was an abnormally large shield in the shape of a cross that blocked out the arrows from coming any further.

"I'll explain later, Senpai, Gudako-san." The purple haired girl turned her head towards them, strangely calm for the situation they were in. "For now, please stay down."

By the time the assault of arrows had stopped and the smoke had cleared, the concrete around them had caved in, forming a small crater where the small part of the street they stood in being the only part untouched thanks to Mash's shield.

The three stood in silence before Gudako broke it.

"Did it… did it stop?"

"Whoever was behind that attack retreated." Mash informed them.

"What happened to you? I thought you were gone but…" Ritsuka asked, relieved that the girl was safe and looked to be as better than ever, but still had questions in his head.

"How did you do that?" Gudako looked at her in curiosity and awe. "That doesn't look like any type of Magecraft I know, and that outfit…" She trailed off when she glanced down.

Mash flushed in embarrassment when Gudako looked at the girl's exposed belly. The redhead noticed the younger girl's flushed expression and opted to look away and coughed awkwardly.

"This—"

An explosion rocketed from behind them, and the three turned to see smoke start to rise higher within the heart of the city.

A click from the armor caught Ritsuka's attention. He looked down, and the plate that cover the back of his left hand slid back with a hiss, revealing an intricate markings colored red emblazed on his hand.

"A command seal…" Gudako muttered in surprise. "But who did you contract with? Unless…"

Realization dawned on both Ritsuka and Gudako, and they looked at Mash.

"I'll explain later." The girl assured them. "For now, your orders, Master."

"We need to start investigating this whole mess and get out of here." Ritsuka said. Thankfully, his heart and chest pains had died down a bit for him to think more clearly and he glanced at a 3D holographic display of his armor, giving a small smirk when he looked at the boots. "Suit, I need a good view from above, how's the thrusters?"

Both girls looked confused at he said that.

"Thrust capacity is at ninety-eight percent."

"…Did that armor just talk?"

"AI." Ritsuka answered Gudako's question as he began to move away from them. "Mash, scout ahead from below and make sure she's—" He pointed at the redhead. "Safe. I'll look at from above."

The two girls watched as Ritsuka straightened up inside the suit, his feet moving closer together and his hands palm down at his sides. Then small spurts of fire came out from the hands, as did the boots, instantly lifting the teen off the ground, though he a bit unsteady.

"Are you sure that armor of yours can…?" Gudako looked unsure when she saw how shaky the teen looked as he hovered off the ground.

"It can hold." Ritsuka assured her, confidence in his voice. "I know it can." He created it, after all. Well, he didn't actually construct it by hand, sure. But he was the one who came up with, designed, and develop the schematics and mechanics of it. The Science Division just built it with his instructions.

"Senpai…" Mash also voiced out her concerns. "Is it really safe for you to—"

"Mash," Ritsuka cut her off, his tone sounding like a parent lecturing a child. "Sometimes you have to run, before you walk."

"...That doesn't make any sense." Gudako pointed out flatly.

"Says you." The black haired teen snorted as he gradually lifted off the ground ever so slightly. "Gudako, you're in charge until I get back, make sure to stay behind Mash at all times, don't run ahead."

He tilted his head upwards, and like a firework, he shot off into the sky.

"…Since when was he in charge?" The redhead grumbled.

Okay, he would be the first to admit, that he may have underestimated the sheer acceleration the thrusters had.

As soon as he took off, the flight stabilizers built within the boots and gauntlets of the armor had caught him on a wall of pure thrust and the boot jets had picked up to roar like a wild animal unleashed. Kinda like Godzilla or King Kong howling, only more digitalized.

The acceleration was unreal. It didn't feel like getting kicked from behind like in a fighter jet. At least, Ritsuka thought it would be like being in a fighter jet, he hadn't boarded one yet, the closest being the plane he had took to the Antarctic. But this was different, it felt like his body was being stretched, like he was in a roadrunner cartoon. And it felt exhilarating, if it weren't for the situation he was in, he would have been cheering by now.

He jerked his body to tilt his legs to the left, rolling the stabilizers with him, and suddenly he quickly starting ascend higher than before.

Ritsuka was an inventor, he tinkered within the field of mechanics, it was his bread and butter, so to speak. From small things like old television sets and car engines to cars themselves to even planes, but this was different, this was electrifying. He could feel the air rushing over his face, even through the helmet, and it distracted him from the passing pain that ached in his heart, literally. He could feel the power flowing through his hands and feet keeping him going ever higher, ever faster.

"Suit, trace and follow Mash and Gudako's signatures." Ritsuka ordered, before another window popped up in the HUD screen, a radar showing two blue dots representing the two of his companions down below the ruined streets.

'Alright, let's go left. He told himself, and suddenly he was spinning, almost seemingly out of control. The horizon level spun, as did the view.

'Whoops!' Ritsuka reminded himself just how he flew this thing, and put his hands out a little further, learning to steer the living missile he had become.

He slowly pushed the jets out just a little further, purely for curiosity so that he could see how fast he could go.

The acceleration snapped his head back, and his neck pressed against the inside of his suit by the G-forces. His feet were already starting to go numb from the many vibrations.

In his mind, Ritsuka was already taking small notes and reminders for himself as he flew. If they could get out of this mess, then he could potentially make a few revisions for the next model. He needed better vibration dampeners in the boot jets, he needed to adjust how the pitch and yaw worked, if he was going to do anything in the suit he couldn't get bogged down in the details of controlling this thing. The interior of the suit would have to be changed too. The G Forces were shoving him against edges he didn't know the suit interior had, and he'd built it.

The eyepiece lenses were not at all effected by the speeds involved, the AI within it thankfully cleaning up the digital image in real-time, giving him a crystal clear image of things almost a kilometer below.

His thoughts went over to the barrage of arrows from earlier and he frowned in thought. Shouldn't he have been ambushed by now? He certainly wasn't stealthy at all. The silver stood out from the black and red sky like a sore thumb and the teen knew that whoever had shot those arrows could probably see him now—

"Incoming projectile heading from the east side." The AI's voice broke his thoughts, and Ritsuka frowned.

'Uh oh.'

Another familiar burst of crimson suffused the corners of his vision around the air from behind him, Ritsuka whipped his head to see the commotion, and his eyes widened.

Arrows.

Arrows coming at him fast.

He panicked, and he faltered, but regained his balance just in time stopping short as one arrow whizzed by him. The teen thanked his lucky stars that the twisted projectile had missed his body by an inch.

"Shit!"

He cursed, and spun around as another arrow sped towards him. Ritsuka tilted his body forward and shot himself upwards, getting higher into the sky leaning sideways as the crimson glow of the arrowhead chased after him and got closer and closer—

Just enough.

His left boot scraped slightly against the sharp edge of the projectile as it went higher into the black clouds, disappearing shortly, and then there was nothing but the sky around him.

The barrage, once more, had ended, allowing Ritsuka to breathe a sigh of relief.

Before he heard a creaking noise. His readouts were glazing over, and the teen woke up to the fact that he couldn't feel temperature really well. Then he realized the predicament he was about to experience

It was ice.

Ritsuka shook his head.

'It's just ice. Harmless. The armor can handle it. Ice can't get me.' He thought stubbornly, but a seed of doubt was grown into his mind, but he forced himself to believe in his creation.

"Warning, ice buildup detected on the exterior, warning." The AI informed him.

Intellectually of course, Ritsuka knew that too much ice on the outside of any aircraft could screw with any number of systems. It was logical and simple. Fluids could freeze, coolant could freeze, electronics could short out, vent and intakes could seal over solidify...

'I need to get down, quick.' Ritsuka thought to himself, before he prepared to do just that, maneuvering the armor to descend—

Only for his HUD to suddenly go blank.

'Oh no.'

Then he fell.

And fell.

Up was suddenly a good bit harder than it had appeared.

Down, however, was easy.

Ritsuka gave out a yell as his descent started. He threw his hands out to try and stabilize his flight, but he was in a flat spin. He had to get this ice off fast.

"Deploy flaps! Now!"

The suit gave no answer. The HUD was still blank; all he could see was the blackened skyline from the two small slits in his helmet.

Ritsuka moved an arm and struck the armor, then repeated it, and again, and again, hitting at his suit with desperation. His actions were received as crack started to form on the cold new layer, the black haired teen continued breaking off some of the ice. He was below the city skyline now.

'Had it taken this long to go up?'

"Come on!"

Now, the HUD lit up, and his air flaps all activated. The spin worsened across three axis at once, and the flaps shattered the ice layer from underneath.

More out of luck than anything else, Ritsuka idly thought as he managed to point his head down. The move put him into a dive, and now he only had to control the spin. Turning one hand over, he was able to produce enough counterthrust to make the world stop spinning.

But it was far too late. He was in a powered dive, straight for the broken concrete below that awaited him.

The teen reared his head back, but the armor didn't have enough give across the spine, and Ritsuka was suddenly bent pointing upwards again.

The suit's jets had power enough make him pull out of the dive, a whole millisecond before hitting the road, hovering just six inches from the ruined streets as he gained his breath.

Slowly, he lowered himself, and landed on the pavement safely with a heavy thud.

'Note to self, never do that without a good readout of the suit's weaknesses.'

He knew something was wrong. There was more to flying this thing than the power in the jets and the stabilizers in the gloves. The ice was a problem too.

And Ritsuka was already reworking the designs in his head.

'Hmm, surface skin, internal padding, pitch and yaw controls...'

'Why didn't I think of any of these variables when I designed it?' Ritsuka groaned, asking himself. 'I think this needs an upgrade, badly.'

"Multiple entities detected." The suit suddenly said, Ritsuka withheld another groan as the familiar skeletal creatures surrounded him. "Classified: Hostile."

'Wait a second.' Ritsuka furrowed his eyebrows, his head swiveling to one of the monsters approaching and frowned. 'They look… different.'

Sure enough, they did. Instead of milky white bones humans had, their frame was painted a nearly metallic blue sheen. Half of their head was missing, save for the jaw that was impossible for a human to have.

Some held a giant sword that glinted dangerously, others had short daggers, while the last few wielded bows and arrows all colored in the same shade of blue.

As they started to corner him, Ritsuka clenched his fist even as he walked backwards in caution. Realization dawned on him, glancing at his hand, he opened it, the palm showing the bright glow of the built-in thruster of the hand.

He lifted one arm, his hand opened at aimed at a skeleton.

The black haired boy thought about the possible recoil from how powerful the thrusters actually are and planted his feet hard.

'Its primary function is propulsion.' Ritsuka thought. 'But what if…'

He triggered the repulsor.

A short beam of pure energy shot forward.

The recoil was more powerful than he had expected, it threw his hand back to his shoulder but the teen forced himself to stop his arm. The skeleton staggered back, a good chunk of its right arm blown off to smithereens. It stood there, and stared blankly, as the other skeletons stopped and stared.

Ritsuka didn't give it anytime for the creature to snap out of its daze and fired another shot, ripping apart the jaw and torso, watching in satisfaction when it collapsed in a heap of bones.

The teen turned at one monster trying to sneak up at him and he fired, blasting its jaw apart. It shattered most immediately. Ritsuka swiveled his torso and he let out another again creature next to the now dead skeleton.

The Master rushed forward.

He struck one more skeleton, then raised an open palm towards the second undead. A half-second whine of power gathered within the gauntlet, and a shot of energy had sent it flying. A half turn toward his left and a second blast sent the next one head over heels. Two steps, and both hands fired a concentrated blast into the third that tried to shoot him with an arrow.

Another undead charged at him and leaped, bringing its cleaver-like blade down, only for it to be blown apart curtesy of a repulsor blast.

One undead ran at him while Ritsuka's back was turned, and swung its sword, aiming directly for the teen's neck. The Master didn't react fast enough and watched as the blade went down on his neck—

Before completely breaking in half.

The sword clattered to the ground, its owner joining it shortly, the skeleton now missing one arm and half of its ribs.

"Entities neutralized." The AI said.

Silence now overtook the area, Ritsuka straightened himself with a sigh, letting his hands fall to his sides, as gears whirred in response and the glowing power sources in his palms faded to nothing.

"Well that was cathartic."

"Caution." The AI suddenly spoke once more. "Chaldea Exo-Suit Mark II is not yet combat ready." It said. "Power is at eighty-nine percent."

"…Couldn't you have told me that earlier—you know what? Nevermind." Ritsuka started before he shook his head. "Scan the area, mark Mash and Gudako's signatures." He instructed the armor as the radar popped up once more.

He stood straight, and the thrusters activated as he started to lift off.

Then he shot upwards into the skyline once more…

"And where do you think you're going?"

"!"

Only for him to fall back on to the asphalt with a harsh clang! Ritsuka groaned, and gave out a yelp when he started to get forcefully dragged across the ground by the object that entangled his foot. He acted quick, swiveling his upper body and aimed for the thing trapping him.

'Chains?'

He blasted it without a second thought, and the bounding weapon broke apart. Ritsuka immediately activated his flight stabilizers in a short burst and gained distant between him and his attacker.

"Oh my, what do I have here…"

The teen snapped his head towards the direction of the voice.

Purple magic swirled around the broken rooftop of the coffee shop directly across of him, slowly revealing a tall hooded woman.

Despite her features shadowed within her cloak, Ritsuka could still see her pale visage long purple hair. The amber, almost yellow eyes stared at him in amusement and bloodlust as she twirled a staff that almost looked like it became a scythe as she played with it.

"Who…"

The woman's eyes glowed dangerously as a cruel smirk wormed its way on her face.

"Hello there… my prey."

And done.

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