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Yes. I actually updated. I couldn't believe it either.
I guess I got used to only 6 hours of sleep.
Dedication:
I'd like to dedicate this chapter to Toby860, who was my first subscriber
Thanks (Now back to the part you care about)
Heartbeat: 67 Breathing: Relaxed 7:34:32 AM Inside Room 1025
Today's the first real day, huh?
Match is at eight, lets see, what to do….
1: Figure out how to get into the IS jumpsuit. Can't be that hard, right?
2: Breakfast. Hope they have waffles.
3: Shower? Maybe. Class isn't until nine, if I can finish it up quick, I could take a quick one before…
4: And School, oh joy, my fav-
The sound of a flute playing a peaceful melody started drifting into my mind.
"Voxie, I'm up, don't bother"
As you wish, Sir
"And can you quit with the; Sir, yes Sir? I liked your normal self, not this emotionless shell you've been like since we got here"
"But I don't like these people. They are strange and I don't know their habits and they might be spies and—
"Nope. Gig's up Voxie, get used it"
"Alright…fine" replied my now moody little friend. ""I'm keeping the voice modulator on though".
I stumble out of bed, and run into the dresser that holds the uniforms. Owch.
Two stacks of fresh white jumpsuits sit in the top drawer. Another two sat in the second.
"How do I know which ones are mine?" I thought out loud
"Have yours even come in yet?" replied someone right behind me.
"I wouldn't know" I replied to my roommate, who had snuck up behind me without me noticing.
"Oh wait! Hi, I'm Leo" I said as I shook his hand, jumping back a bit.
"I'm Ichika, and it's nice to see to see another guy around"
"You guys, its past 7:30, and Leo, your match is in less than half an hour!" reminded Voxie
Well. So much for breakfast. And the shower.
"Ichika, can you tell me how to get to the arenas?"
"I'll take you; this place is easy to get lost in the first few days"
That's nice of him. Was my thought as I grabbed the (probably his) standard white school uniform and headed out the door in the approved pants and white T-shirt under it
Time:7:45
Heartbeat: 120 bpm
Breathing: Slightly Heavy
Location: Inside Changing room
"Think we lost 'em?"
"Yeah. Is Glados there usually so mean to others?" wheezed Ichika, who was lying on his back trying to calm himself down.
"Voxie can be a bit of a handful I'll admit" I wheezed as I was trying to catch my breath.
First I get a crowd angry at me for not eating breakfast with them. Then Voxie has to insult them? This day is already off to a bad start.
"Alright, Voxie, start configuring the thrusters to max boost X1. I want the match over in one shot. I'll start getting dressed" I said as I slipped off the jacket.
"On it" she chirped "Estimated conversion at 15 minutes.
"Can't you get it any faster? That's cutting it awful close to the match start time."
"That's as fast as I can go; you on the other hand, need to start moving faster"
One leg, other leg, watch the jewels, and the legs
It's Bullcrap that I'm not wear boxers under these. I'm wearing them whether I'm allowed to or not... Goddang this thing really is skin tight. When I get the chance, I'm customizing my own suit.
7:55 5 minutes until the match, 5:27 until max boost conversion is complete.
I'm in my pretty little dark blue jumpsuit in the middle of this massive, circular dome, which looks oddly familiar to an ancient roman coliseum.
On the other side of the arena, the teacher from the dorms yesterday is standing, trying to be intimidating. Or something.
Oh, and Voxie's here behind me, playing 'Don't Worry, Be happy' in an attempt to calm me down.
I can't let my heartbeat get above 150, or I have serious problems and I'm dangerously close to 120 right now.
The girls from breakfast today nearly made me hit 150 this morning too. I'm just not built for this…
The stadium was quickly filling with the girls who wanted to see what this new guy could do. In addition, there were hundreds of high ranking officials for other countries watching as well.
7:59: A stern looking woman with long, black was sitting where the emperor would; she looking down on us.
She stood up and raised a hand.
The entire stadium fell silent.
No pressure, it's only a full stadium with hundreds of people, all of them looking at me.
I think my heartbeat jumped up to 130
She shouted through the speaker system: "What are you waiting for? Equip your IS's already!"
The lady across the arena, I think her name was Yamada something, was already in her Raphael Revive.
7:59:38. 27 seconds left to go…
"Come on Voxie, lets get this over with"
8 giant LCD screens descended around the seats, lit up and zoomed in on me as my IS. This appeared to ease the spectators, who were all rushing towards the rails, trying to get a better glimpse of my transformation.
Silver enveloped my legs and arms. Voxie opened up, and lightly descended onto my head, forming my helmet. A holographic visor appeared before my eyes, showing my shields and surroundings. The silver started to expand, forming arm and leg guards. And two little floating crystals, no more than 6 inches long, floated behind my shoulders. Two light green fields formed over my head and feet, and I started to float. The two green fields started to expand, and met at my waist, then turned into a translucent yellow as it sank into my armor. Shields active, came up on my visor.
The Savior
Or so I had dubbed it, because its core was the only thing keeping me alive. That was my little invention, and it could barely be called an IS.
Whereas the thing opposite from me was at least 15 feet tall (At least), mine only made me a few inches taller. (Six feet tall) I hadn't made any weapons for it yet, and so far it had an incredibly high 50 shield points.
It wasn't made for combat. But I got sent here anyway.
The countdown started, and I still had 14 seconds left to go.
FIVE!
The user across from me materialized two sub machine guns and took a combat stance.
Our information was transmitted to the screen.
She had 500 shields, and her bar filled up completely to green.
Mine went up to fifty. My shields bar went up from blood red to slightly lighter, blood red.
This is definitely fair, I thought to myself.
FOUR!
'Voxie, how long 'til –
'8 seconds', she stated, and it was injected directly to my thoughts, no voice required. It was one of the few things I had designed right.
THREE
Just gotta stall for few seconds…
I zoomed in on Yamada, she was muttering to herself
TWO
'Last time you charged, he made of fool out of you. This time, let him make the first move'
No One was heard. Just the silent expectation of something amazing.
We stood there, a few seconds, neither of us moving.
I looked around, and said, "Do I…attack now?"
Laughter roared throughout the stadium, Perfect…
As the giggles subsided, a screen came up on my Visor.
Yamada simply stated, "Yes, you can start".
I heard the sound of the boost fill. I smiled.
Here I come…
My IS wasn't built for combat. It was built for speed.
I charged straight, almost faster than even the super human, robotically increased senses of the IS could pick up.
I threw all 300 pounds of my combined weight in a single mach punch. Right at her throat.
And she almost had enough time to flinch.
Her shields instantly hit zero as she flew into the wall.
The stadium's shields caught her, preventing what definitely would have been a fatal crash, even with the ultimate shields, or whatever they were called.
Absolute barrier quipped Voxie.
8:00:00 the match officially started
8:00:05, the match unofficially started
8:00:06, It was Over. Officially, or not.
I took off my Voxie Visor, powered off my IS, and looked at my heartbeat necklace.
152 BPM
Blood started to trickle down my nose.
Voxie started playing 'We are the champions'
Damn it…
I walked with my head held back to prevent the blood from spilling, got into the changing rooms, and held a paper towel to my nose.
Could have been worse, I suppose. It's only at 160 that it gets really bad…
"It's your fault for getting so worked up over nothing." Teased Voxie
"Yeah, I guess, what time is it?
"8:01"
Sweet. Breakfast after all.
How 'bout some Waffles? I'm definitely feeling waffles.