Chapter. 13

Lance deployed both his arcs shields, one block Damien's sword and the other to shove him back. "What was that for?"

Damien switched his arc to gun mode, taking shots at Lance. The duel wielder kept his shields up till Brandon knocked Damien's god arc frpm his hands and grabbed his arm, Tatsumi taking the other. "What are you doing D?!"

"Let go! Let go!" Damien struggled against the old types, he tried to kick them but he couldn't get a good angle to hit them.

Gina came up from behind and struke the enraged new type over the head with her weapon. She brushed some hair from her face, looking at Lance. "You two know each other?"

"Don't think so, I would remember if someone wanted my head that badly."

"Either way, you need to get back to the den and show everyone that you alive. How are you alive?"

Lance connected his arcs, letting his tail carry them. "That's a story long enough that I'd rather tell everyone when we get back." Lance whistled to summon Kirito.

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In the den everyone was going about their business, some Gods Eaters chatting in the lobby as usual of what would seem like another normal day. Hibari was typing at her station, till the elevator open on her monitor. She stared at to made sure she wasn't crazy then called for everyone to meet in the lobby before jumping over counter to get to the upper level.

The lobby become filled with cheers as the den recadents came to see what was going on. All of them were ecstatic to have Lance back, when the noise finally died down and all the hugs and handshakes stopped Lance told the story of his revival.

When he finished some understood why Alisa was hiding it, the others didn't care and still spoke out on why it wasn't the couples call to deny everyone a chance to bring Lance back. Though the anger quickly faded as they were just happy to have him back all the same.

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Two days later Lance walked into Paylor's lab with the rest of the first unit. "How's Damien doc?"

"Still the same I'm afraid, ever since he came back Damien's been banging on his room door, demanding he be let out to kill you."

Lance watched the monitors, Damien stood at his door pounding his fist on it, shouting.

"Do you know him?" Asked Kota.

Lance watched a little longer then shook his head. "Nothing comes to mind. Maybe if I could talk to him I'd know why he's so angry."

Tsubaki bonked Lance over the head with her clipboard. "You just got back you want to talk to a madman? Your still dead as far as paperwork goes you know."

Lance snatched the clipboard away and knocked Tsubaki on the head. "That's why I don't do paperwork. And would it kill you to give out a hug or two when someone assumed dead comes back?"

"Okay you two break it up." Lindow stepped in between the two. "So how are you going to talk to someone that's more likely to cut you down?"

"He wants my head? I'll let him have it, several times. Here's what I'm thinking..."

...

That afternoon Damien walked into the training facility, with his god arc in hand. "Hello Damien." The new type turned back to find Lance leaning on thw wall by the door. "Thought maybe we can talk, come to know each other better."

Damien dashed towards Lance, swinging his arc and decapitated him.

"Now that wasn't nice." Behind Damien Lance stood unharmed. Thw rookie looking back at the body to find that it disappeared.

"How did you do that?!"

"Do what?"

Damien sacred as he ran after Lance. He thrusted his god arc into Lance's chest, this time watching the life leave his eyes.

"Come, I'm over here."

Damien switched to gun mode, shooting at the new Lance.

...

Damien spent the next hour slashing and shooting at Lance, each time he would just vanish and reappear unharmed. Exhausted, Damien fell to his knees, taking in long breaths.

Lance stood behind Damien. "Had enough?" He asked leaning down. Damien weakly swing his god arc, this time Lance's turned to smoke then reformed. "Guess not."

"Shut up!" Damien dragged his weapon, making low swings at Lance's legs. Lance's just turned to smoke and reformed after every attack. "How are you doing that?!"

"Doing what?"

Damien switched to gun mode, shooting Lance. Damien blow off the upper body but again Lance reformed. "That!"

"This? Easy, it's not real."

"What?"

Lance appeared behind Damien, leaning on his back. "That's the beauty of psychic power. I can play with your mind as much as I please."

Damien leaped forward to get away from Lance. "I don't believe you!" Damien raised his left and punched himself in the face.

"Why'd you do that?" Damien punched himself again. "Unless I was doing it, but how can I?" Damien backed away from Lance, pushing against a wall. "So, why do you want to kill me so badly? That's all I want to know."

"You don't need to know." Damien shot Lance to no effect till he was out of ammo.

"If I've wronged you somehow I'm very sorry, but I need to know what it was."

"It's classified."

Lance snickered. "I can read mind and find out for myself. I'm not right now because I respect privacy, but your going have to give me something."

"I'll give you something." Damien swallowed a handful of oracle pills, shooting Lance again till he couldn't hold up his arc anymore.

"Have it your way." Lance's held out his hand. He saw an image of a woman covered in blood with a child at her side. The next image was younger Damien going through hard physical training. The third was Damien in a Fenrir branch, tell the person at the front deck that he was a Gods Eater. In all the visions Lance kept hearing the word genesis repeatedly.

Damien fell to the ground, breathing hard with a headache. He loked up to see Lance with crystal blue eyes backing away from him in shock. Lance turned away and ran for the door.

Leaving Damien to collapses.

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"Paylor!" Lance burst through the director's door, on his run he called his team to meet here telepathically. "Can you look up the black files? Find one named genesis."

"Okay, give me seven hundred and thirdy seconds."

While the doctor got to work the first unit came in. "How did it go?" Asked Kota.

"In Damien's mind, I saw my mother."

"What did you see exactly? " Asked Alisa.

"It was hard to get anything useful, it was like his mind protecting itself from me. But I saw three things, one of them was definitely my mother."

"Here it is! Genesis!" Paylor turned one of his monitors to the Gods Eaters as he rwad from his other one. "Project genesis, it was a plan to create prefect soldiers with controlled breeding."

Everyone looked at the doctor confused. "It was a project that took inspiration from origin."

"My mother." Lance brought his hand to his chest, he panicked when he couldn't find his necklace.

"Are you okay Lan?" Alisa's question calmed Lance, he remembered that Alisa had his necklace now.

"Yeah, sorry about that. Please continue Paylor."

"Very well. Through controlled breeding they were hoping to make a human with the prefect set of genes. When the aragami invasion began they used a cocktail of drugs and enhancers to make their super soldier faster."

"Sounds like this all natural soldior wasn't natural at all." Soma scoffed.

"Sad really." Paylor sighed before he continued reading. "The end results was genesis' birth but there's nothing here about Damien."

Lance shook his head in disgust. "Same as me, a weapon that looks human but was never meant to be human."

The new type clinched his fists, Sakuya laid her hand on his arm. "Lance, you're just as human as the rest of us. Don't never doubt that okay?"

"Thanks, it's just something that keep picking at me." Lance gave a small smile to everyone. "Anything else doc?"

"Just that it ended at the same time as project kratos."

"When mom and I escaped. Okay."

"So, what do you plan to do?" Paylor grinned.

"I have to talk to him again, Damien's lived his whole life thinking he's just a tool to be used. I need to show him other wise."

"Whoa now Leader." Lindow put up his hands. "Last I check he'll attack you on sight, how are you gonna talk to someone like that?"

Lance loked around the room at all his friends then to his right hand. "Through the only language he seems to want to speak. The language of the sword."

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