Lazaro woke back up around lunch time. He covered up the massive burn mark on his back and put on his uniform. After getting his lunch, he found the other two members of his team. Miavi was on the end of the bench and left no room for him to sit so he sat on the other side of Arhion. "Did something happen between you two? Like seriously Miavi has been in a grumpy mood all day." Arhion asked. Lazaro sighed, hanging his head, "Well I got caught red handed... Very badly if the burn mark on my back and me being knocked out on the dorm floor didn't explain it." His hair was then ruffled hard. "Ow, OW, That hurts!" He complained.
The ruffling then stopped and he got slapped on the back, "OW, That hurts even more!" Miavi didn't care about the pain that was being caused to Lazaro, but rather who was doing it. "You know how long we looked for yah bugger?" Lazaro turned to face who was behind him, "Opas?"
"It's hard finding one person y'know, you can at least thank us for giving time to search for you." The other two team members walked up from behind. They each sat down next to him. "So you make any new friends?"
"C'mon! I was enjoying myself here, there's nice scenery, kids wielding weapons that are highly dangerous, all whilst fighting monsters!" Lazaro explained to them.
"Sounds like somethin' from a damn anime." Opas scoffed, Miavi shooting him a glare.
"So what do you do here anyways?" Ulark asked.
"Combat, tactics, school stuff, You should already know this before coming here! This school isn't meant for people who slack off!" Arhion barged into their conversation.
"Hey Opas, mind if we continue this later." Lazaro halted the conversation, Opas nodding and getting up with the rest of the team. Arhion looked at Lazaro, "Who were those guys?" Miavi had already left. Lazaro sighed, "Some people I know..."
Classes had ended, and Dark squadron, now known as team Tofu, had actually survived the day and did pretty good. They were now gathered in team lam's dorm room, Miavi in her armor. "So, Mute, I get you are likely still angry at me from this morning, but can you tell me why you made an AI?"
"I'm not an ordinary AI." Isonix appeared in front of them. "I can operate like a normal AI, but I am linked to Mute somewhat, so I can act as a addition to her inability to actually speak." Isonix said, changing from his dark blue color to a more blood red color. "Like Isonix said, he is an AI extension, so I can have the ability to talk without having to write squiggly lines on a sheet of paper. And it is also an extension of myself because I can now have the ability to hack into systems like cameras and scout the area." Isonix replied before returning to his normal dark blue color. They looked at the AI. Lazaro wondered how Mute had built such a AI in a short span of a few days. Maybe she had been working on it secretly for a while now? Still it was pretty awesome he had to admit. "Heh, you might not be to bad to take on a date." Opas muttered.
Isonix turned to him, "I'm afraid not dear sir, for one Mute is not interested in such petty things at the time, plus according to your age system, she would be thirteen years of age."
"Did you just say... THIRTEEN!" Lazaro screamed.
"Precise, she looks older from augmentation you dingbat. Although some augmentations were never performed." The AI insulted Lazaro. Arhion looked at Mute, "If she's thirteen, then that means she is the youngest to ever attend this academy at four years early!"
"Quite so, now it is getting time for curfew, so team tofu can leave to their dorms. Now unless you want to get mauled to death by Mute, you will not tell anyone of this. And it will be MUCH worse than what she did to Lazaro this morning. And Lazaro, I do suggest seeing a medic for that." Isonix stated, before disappearing, everyone leaving to their dorms and going to sleep. Lazaro still didn't like the thought of the spartan sleeping under his bed though.
The next morning, Lazaro had woken up early to tell Opas what to do for the day during classes, and that they were going to go out and get him a better weapon. A pistol, sub machine gun, and martial arts weren't going to get the pilots through the whole year. The day went as usual, Professor Olmec chatting about his stories, Dr. Karter making sure they didn't blow up the lab while using their weapons and dust crystals. A normal day of combat class, and well, not much else that was interesting. Lunch was now about to end, "All first year students. Please report to the auditorium. I repeat, All first year students report to the auditorium." Team Tofu and Lam looked at each other before finishing their lunch and heading to their destination. They found Nianix along the way. Something crashed besides them. Nixon sighed, "Mord, I don't mind you flying around, but I sure of heck don't like you falling out of the sky and destroying property!"
"Sorry ma'am!" Mord got up, his dragon-like wings folding into a compact size on his back.
"I'd expect you to fly better in a more suitable environment and enforce not letting it happen." Nianix stated, Mordred bowing in return. He spotted the other two teams. "Oh, why hello! We meet yet again." Mord looked at Miavi.
"Ahem. It seems you have a personal connection to miss Miavi?"
"You could say that." Nianix sighed at this.
"Now, these students have to be somewhere, so if you don't mind returning to your classes?"
"Uhh, last I checked, I never really graduated the first year last year. So I'm technically still a first year student." Nianix growled in annoyance as the students left to the auditorium. Hyko walked onto the stage after all the students were gathered, "Hello students. You might be wondering about the surprise gathering here. You all are going on a mission. Some will be inside the city, while others are outside. Some teams will be gone longer than others and some teams will be working with other hunters, soldiers, and civilians. The shortest mission at most is for the rest of the week while others will last almost a month. Now, choose your mission, and choose wisely" Holographic screens then popped up around the auditorium and the teams spread out. They chose the mission 'Airship Down', a search and rescue mission that was only one time for this year. "Should we fly there on our own?" Opas asked
"You dud, we don't have enough seats. We're taking the bullhead." Lazaro replied
"Quite so student." A beacon hunter that was accompanying them answered. They turned around to look at Karter, "This mission is a search and rescue of any atlas personnel that was on a ship that went down. Any communication attempts were futile, meaning we won't have communication either. We will be taking off in five." Karter got onto the bullhead. Mord then waltzed up to them, "Mind If I come? I don't really have a team or a mission." Miavi turned to Opas with an expression as if pleading to not let him come. "Eh why not? Plus with that flight ability you could be useful, in fact why not join our team? Not that we really care about the name." He replied to his question, getting on the bullhead with the rest of the others. Miavi sat opposite of him, the transport lifting off.
"Soo, while we wait for landing... Why not we talk about something?" Mord looked at Miavi.
"You guys have something between you two?" Lazaro asked.
"Eh, something personal I guess..."
"Oh... K. So what are you?"
"He's not human, that's for damn sure." Miavi replied, Or at least Isonix who wasn't in sight
"Of course, I'm faunus."
"No you aren't that either."
"Gah, fine... I'm neither."
"Then what are you?" Arhion asked
"Does it matter?" Miavi growled.
"Geezus, when did you become so tsundere and hostile?" Lazaro asked. Miavi only glared at him.
"Looks like you guys really got some shit between you two." Terz said. The conversation continued with the occasional Miavi before the Pilot cut in, "We're heading in on our destination, landing in ETA six minutes. Plus or minus depending on how fast we find the island, but it's around these coordinates." Miavi loaded her gun and opened the right side of the bullhead where she was sitting, letting the wind wash in. She then pointed the gun out and peeked around the hull. The sky was dark and they couldn't see the water below, the bullheads lights even on, both front and down. She didn't like this place. The others started to load up. "Want me to go scout?" Mord said, ready to extend his wings.
"You will get yourself killed, not that I would mind." Miavi replied.
"We'll see about that. I'll clear a landing zone." Mord told the pilots, betting on him not dying and jumping out of the bullhead, disappearing in the dark sky. The bullhead then descended, turning around. "Hey, are we going back or something?" Lazaro asked as he peeked out, seeing a island that he bet Mord landed on. Soft gunshots sounded as they neared a flare that Mord set out. They then jumped out of the bullhead that was still flying forward, landing next to Mord.