Quick announcement: All OC slots have been filled. Thank you for the submissions, and I won't accept anymore for now.
Also, i have a few ideas for the next few chapters involving background music. If I were to put a youtube link where it should start, would anyone listen to it?


Kinaia was getting very tired of being in bed while everyone else was off saving humankind. A bit of an exaggeration, but close enough. Soma continued to help her, but he wouldn't budge until today about letting her walk.

C'mon, it's just a few broken ribs. It's not like I fractured my spine, or broke both my legs, she inwardly grumbled, then guiltily stopped, knowing it could've been much worse than a few broken fingers and ribs.

As she walked around the room, feeling energetic after weeks of being damn near strapped to a bed, she made sure to pop every bone she could manage, relishing the feeling. When she got out of here, she was going to tear those demons to shreds!

She turned a little too sharply while pacing the room, and her foot got caught in a cable. She tripped and nearly fell, but Soma grabbed her and pulled her back up. "Thanks," she muttered, embarrassed. She can stare down monsters that could kill her in a heartbeat, but she can't keep her feet from tripping over every little thing? That had to be fixed before she went back out.

But, she thought as Soma held her arm for a second longer, then let go to sit back in his chair, Soma's attitude has been off lately. Did my injury really worry him that much? He was normally stoic, silent, and blunt as a rock, but lately he's been more helpful, more social. Kinaia thought she was still asleep when she heard him laughing quietly to one of Kota's jokes a few days ago.

Kanon walked back into the clinic and said "Alright Kinaia, your ribs are healed, your fingers as well, and you don't have any other issues. You're free to go, but take it slow for the first few days." Kinaia stretched her arms in the air until she heard her shoulders pop, and then made a wide smile. "Thanks, Kanon. I don't plan on being here again anytime soon. Let's go, I need to train," she directed at Soma, and he rolled his eyes as they left.

"Overdoing it as usual. Most Gods Eaters would be happy to have a few extra days of break after getting injured." His voice was skeptical, but his eyes asked a different question. Kinaia patted his arm with a big grin and said "Trust me; I've had plenty of rest. Can't let you pass my skills willingly, can I? I'm fine, both inside and out." She added as his face morphed into disbelief.

"Now, go sleep. I know you've been up all night." She ordered him, and he grumbled out "Gonna be the death of me," before moving off. As he got to the elevator, she said "I'll be in the training room you showed me my first day here, just so you're aware." He nodded, his face softening a bit, and he said "Remember, don't overdo it" before the elevator closed.

Kinaia went to her room to change into clean clothes, and saw that her personal terminal was flashing with a mail symbol on the screen. She turned it on to reveal a mass email that had been sent by Professor Sakaki yesterday. She opened it, and read aloud "To all God Eaters: There's been a breakthrough in Oracle Weaponry research, and two new prototype weapon types are now available. Request a weapon exchange from Licca, and fill in technical reports after every mission. The more detailed reports that are documented, the faster a stable and reliable weapon can be developed." She had to admit, she was curious.

She scanned the database for the new weapons, and let out a low whistle, impressed. There were two new close range weapons, and both of them looked lethal in their own way.

The first was a large spear, and it appeared to use Oracle cells to sharpen the point to a razor-fine blade. It had an Oracle cell recycling system, enabling the Oracle cell charge to be reused again and again until the Oracle cells were entirely depleted. Very useful, but stabbing wasn't really her thing.

The second caught her eye, and the more she read, the more she wanted it. It looked like a sledgehammer with a jet engine on the reverse side. According to the initial testing reports, the engine explosively released Oracle cells at the moment the hammerhead reached a specific air resistance, meaning when a swing was made, forcing the hammer to go far faster than human strength could ever manage. The hammerhead looked smoothed out at the edges, maybe so the edges didn't chip off on contact?

She decided she was going to use the hammer. Why not? It was definitely her style to bash through the enemies, and what better way to do that than with a superfast hammer strike? She could even test it out in the training room!

She put in a request for the experimental 'Boost Hammer', as well as a new shield from pieces Kama had given her. He said he didn't need them, so she didn't put up a fuss. Licca personally messaged her, saying she would have it on in five minutes, and reminding her to report frequently on combat capabilities and performance. An additional note reminded her that it was a prototype, and therefore not completely stable, but Kinaia was sure it wouldn't be a problem.

She changed into white jeans*, a blue shirt, and a white hoodie*, tied her slightly-longer hair into a ponytail*, then walked out to the elevator. It would take about 3 minutes to get everything she needed before heading to the storage, so she shouldn't have to wait too long. She grabbed a juice can from the vending machine outside and drank it on the way down to the lobby.

After buying a few Restore Pills from the merchant sitting in the corner, she decided that enough time had passed, and travelled down to the storage room to see this weapon for herself. Licca was waiting for Kinaia, and told her "You're the first person to test out the new hammer, so be extra detailed in your reports. Ok?" Kinaia nodded, and then grabbed her weapon from the slot.

It looked pretty much how she imagined it; a large hammer with the hammer head on one end and an engine on the other. The black vines and orange orb had moved to the thick handle end, and she tapped it to switch to her gun. It was a bit slower than a regular weapon, she noted, but the engine also gave her shots a supercharge. Even my cannon could have a pierce shot, she noted with a bit of incredulity.

She took the weapon with her back into the elevator, and entered in what she wanted to train against in a small pad below the elevator buttons. She spotted a few that looked interesting, and set the faux-Aragami to medium difficulty. It would move and behave like the original, but its attacks were weaker than the original. Any attacks involving elements of nature were disabled, but she could enable them if she chose hard difficulty, which would pretty much be going against a harder version of the original Aragami.

She took a deep breath, judged her ribs to be perfectly capable of taking a beating, and walked in the room. She had to walk to the center of the bullet-riddled room to begin the exercise, and she could cancel the exercise at any time by rushing to any of the four raised pedestals in each corner of the large room, vocally saying "I surrender", or being knocked unconscious.

A familiar demonic simian screech reminded her to pay attention, and a fake Kongou came out of an opening in the wall, which closed shortly after. Its colors were faded compared to the original, and it had a slightly robotic movement pattern, but it moved fluidly enough to be considered the real thing. Kinaia raised her hammer into her old sword's ready stance, and then realized that wouldn't work. Damnit.

She had to figure this out on the fly, because there was no friggin way she was giving up. Either she won, or lost. She spent a few minutes trying to find a comfortable swinging position, dodging the Kongou's rolls and punches at the same time, and decided on having it over her shoulder at first, then held behind her like a katana afterwards.

As the Kongou leaped at her, she grabbed the hammer with both hands and swung downward, momentarily forgetting about the boost feature, focused entirely on smashing this bastard's face in-

The engine quickly reminded her, and it felt like the hammer was trying to jerk her arms out of their sockets. The hammer boosted downward and crushed the Kongou's entire head, as well as part of its upper back, into paste on the floor. The rest of the body flailed for a few seconds, then fell still.

As the fake Oracle cells slowly self-dissolved, as was the result when a fake Aragami was destroyed, Kinaia sat on her butt and spend a few seconds staring, amazed.

All that force . . . all that raw power . . . This was going to be her weapon, no doubt about it. It was practically tailor-made for her! If she had this weapon before, during the Kongou fight . . .

It would've turned out differently. I wouldn't have forced Kota to defend me and get himself hurt as well. I wouldn't have been thrown through a friggin wall. Everything will be different with this kind of power.

Kinaia knew her thoughts weren't going down a very good path, sure that they were influenced by her hatred of being helpless, but she didn't care. Kinaia Tsumi refused to be helpless any longer. She would train with this weapon until she had it down perfectly, so that no one else had to worry about her making an amateur mistake at a critical moment. She swore no one would ever worry about her skills, ever again.

"Engage simulation, Kongou, hard difficulty, location Snowy Temple. Activate" she commanded, prepared to get vengeance on the creature that dared to beat her. She closed her eyes, knowing the room would expand and alter based on the location she announced. First time she looked, it made her dizzy and unable to block an attack from a simulation Ogretail. She had to run haphazardly to the corner panel, her pride preventing her from vocally cancelling the challenge.

When she heard another demonic cry, this sounded less like a monkey and more like a cheetah from Pre-Aragami Terra. She grinned, and yelled back at the beast, taunting it. Baiting it.

Challenging it, subconsciously emulating the unnatural demon she wanted to kill.

-POV change-

Sakaki was told to examine Training Room 4 from the observation room by Johannes. When he asked for the reason, all he was told was "An interesting development I thought you would appreciate witnessing. You'd best hurry if you don't want to miss it, Doctor."

Ominous, but then again, this was Schicksal he was talking about. The man was smooth with words, and always sounded like he could be lying. Nonetheless, his curiosity had been spiked. He traveled to the requested spot, expecting a basic course, but when he got there, what he saw made him stop, dreadfully curious.

The female New-Type who had just been let out of the hospital was fighting inside a simulated Snowy Temple. It was a generic area with half-damaged buildings, high walls, a small ravine, and snow everywhere. According to the recorded statistics, she had completed 5 training challenges so far. The first was a medium Kongou in a bare training room, ended in . . . 30 seconds? Astounding, he mused.

The next was a hard Kongou in the Snowy Temple, which was ended in 4 minutes. After that were two Kongous, same difficulty, same area, ended in 6 minutes. As he read on, he grew more and more curious, but at the same time worried.

The fourth and fifth simulations were the same, four Kongous in the Snowy Temple on hard difficulty. The fourth run was completed in 15 minutes, but the fifth was completed in 8 minutes. Absolutely magnificent, he thought, and then he looked away from the console and looked up in time to see Kinaia, fake blood from the simulated Kongous on her so thick it dripped off of her in small rivulets, a wide-mouthed snarl on her face, her eyes narrowed as she demolished what may have once been a Training Kongou.

Its front legs were crushed, Oracle cell structures sticking out like bones. Its face was half crushed, the beast's pipes bent so far inward, it pierced the skin. She finished the fake Aragami with an uppercut swing that lifted it into the air and slammed it into a wall. When it slid down, it left a trail of blood. As he looked around, he saw remnants of the rest of the Kongous. Partially dissolved, at least one from as far back as the second trial – Each one dissolved completely within 30 to 35 minutes – and there were more than a dozen crushed bodies of Kongou in her wake. The timer listed this challenge – for this couldn't be called 'training' anymore – as 'Completed Under Par Time – 12:28.' That was faster than the previous record by a full twenty minutes.

She called out "Engage simulator, Kongou times ten, Snowy Temple. Activate" in a quiet, rage-filled voice that surely was more beast than human. Sakaki denied further access to the training facility for the day, and the simulated location disappeared. The fake blood was still on her though, and it took her a few seconds to recognize the basic training room.

She growled; a loud, frustrated noise hinting at pent-up rage, and yelled "What the hell?!" Sakaki turned on the loudspeaker and told her "That's quite enough for the day." Her eyes widened, and the fierce scowl disappeared, replaced by a regular, human, angry expression. "I'm not done yet. I haven't mastered the Burst Hammer, and I'm not leaving until I do."

Sakaki shook his head, astounded that she couldn't see her own handiwork caused by her 'training', even as evidence of it dripped from her hair and clothes. She was wearing dark red pants and a ripped red jacket, though he suspected it wasn't red when she entered previously . . .

"Look around you, Kinaia. Look at yourself, your clothes, your weapon. Do you think that is normal behavior for a God Eater?" He willed for her to understand; God Eaters may fight Aragami to protect humankind, but it's all for nothing if they lose their humanity along the way.

She looked at her surroundings – the walls and floor were still littered with half-dissolved Kongous, and the floor was almost coated with it. She then looked at her clothes, and then stood in silence for a few moments, letting it sink in. Sakaki gave her those moments.

When she spoke again, her voice was a lot quieter, the rage from before nonexistent, "What . . . happened? I don't remember all of this while fighting. I thought they all dissolved . . ." She was taking all of it in with shocked intensity.

Sakaki said "I think you need another break. Just until we figure out what triggered this mental breakdown. I won't tell a soul if you don't want it known." He didn't want her hurting, but he also didn't want her going berserk on a mission and mistake a teammate for an Aragami . . .

"Ok," was all Kinaia said as she let her weapon fall, still loosely in her grip. She let it drag as she walked to the elevator door, and then got inside. Sakaki sighed before pushed his glasses a little higher on the bridge of his nose. He hoped this wouldn't happen, and he still hopes it doesn't escalate. Somehow, he finds his own inner voice hollow.

Although . . . this could be a great opportunity to learn about Aragami.

-POV Change-

Kinaia was very lucky it was dinner time, because it meant less less of a chance that someone would see her clothes drenched in blood and more of a chance to keep this private. However, she had hid something from Sakaki when she told him she didn't remember tearing the Kongous limb from limb.

She may not have remembered doing it, but that was the exact end result she wanted.

That will have to stay a secret, no matter what. She couldn't stop, not when she finally had what she needed to protect her comrades. She had what she needed, she knew how to use it best, and she was fiercely determined.

She stepped in her room, took a fast shower, and then crawled under her bed blankets, silently deciding to sleep the day away. It might look grim now, but she would convince them that she had it under control. She had to.


A/N: So, that was quite dark, but there is a reason for it. Perhaps in about 3 or 4 chapters, I will mark the end of the first story arc, and begin a second. For the GEB players out there, I'm sure you can imagine where I'm going to cut the first arc. I feel like this should've been a one-shot, since it explains a side issue, but whatever.

I finally got around to specifically defining my OCs' physical traits, and I'll use the numbers for it.

Kinaia
-Face: 6, with green eyes
-Hair: 18
-Hair Color: 15

From here on out, the official clothes she is going to wear:
-Top: Blue Halter
-Bottom: Black Thermal Pants

Kama
-Face: 10
-Hair: 2
-Hair Color: 7

From here on out, the official clothes he is going to wear:
-Top: Black Assault Top
-Bottom: Black Punk Pants

EDIT: Forgot to put equip list here. Might've gotten a bit confusing without it.

Kinaia
Burst Hammer: Prototype Burst Hammer (It's in the japanese-translated GE2, but i couldn't resist ;u;)
Blast Gun: Type79 Cannon
Shield: Common Shield II

Kama
Short Blade: Fiery Knife P-Type
Assault Gun: Yang Rifle II
Tower Shield: Fireproof Tower II

Cheers~