So, yeah, I'm deciding to continue the next arc in the current story and will only make a new story for Season 2 and for the Movie... If I make it that far... Heehee, I think I might be able to make it that far. Anyway, ONTO THE STORY! And I might go back to add some titles to these chapters but... I think I'm just to lazy to do so... I'll try to do so but no promises there... ENOUGH TALK! STORY!
Ashes Burn Ablaze Once More
Blaze's POV:
Three and a half months have passed since my sister had "disappeared" from the world; three and a half months since the 501st had disbanded and the liberation of Gallia. In this time, I also had my birthday in December and this was yet another year where she had missed it... We also celebrated her own birthday on December like we always did when she was out of country. Though it wasn't the same this year... In these three and a half months though, everyone was slowly getting less in touch with each other. Shirley and Lucchini have fallen off the map and some people were sending letters less and less. Only Yoshika was consistent with her letters. Though they might be far in between due to the distance we live from each other. Myself on the other hand, have been relaxing slightly since I was back in the states. Though I might be in the reserve for now, it doesn't mean I should flunk out on my stamina. Each day, I've been working my body to keep my stamina up and I've been working in the nearby USAAF base in California. Working around the base, helping some recruits that are being shipped here sorted out and trained slightly before sent over seas. Though with them, I've noticed there was some air of respect for me and admiration. I guess it comes with me being a veteran Witch and one at such a tender age as well. Though the big one must be about how I was part of the JFW that liberated Gallia. It was quite the buzz in town for quite some time and only now has it really died down. I couldn't walk around the city for long since people were coming up to me for an autograph or to congratulate me. But... It wasn't all gifts and words of admiration that were sent my way either... Due to the news of my sister's powers, Neurification, some people had resented her and everyone blood related. Death threats came in the mail, people disrespecting me in public, to even eggs or rocks being thrown at me. The worst thing that had happened to us so far is an explosive in the mailbox. Military Police were sent to my residence to quell what ever acts of violence and destruction towards us and it died down slightly. It hasn't escalated so far nor was I worried either. I am a Witch and was part of one of the worlds most famous Joint Fighter Wings in history. I sometimes think how things might got if the other members were here and I get a giggle at some of their reactions.
'I bet Trude would completely flip,' I thought and I imagined a person just tried to throw a rock or egg at me to only have my shield block it. Trude on the other hand would have to be held back by basically everyone from destroying the kid.
Today was a big day since there's a General is coming through to inspect our base. I stood in my room adjusting my issued cap and made sure my rank insignia was snug and my uniform wasn't crooked. Smiling at myself, I stood at attention and saluted with a blank face before smirking. 'Well, I'm ready for anything.' Skipping down the stairs, I said my good bye to my mother and started to walk towards the base. Thank goodness it was close by or it would be a pain in the ass to get there.
"Ah, good morning Captain!" The guard at the entrance saluted me and I waved as I passed by.
"Good morning to you too, private." Off into the base I went and everything seemed to be in the most organized fashion I have ever seen it in before. Everything was shiny after a quick polishing, people were in uniform while others were either working or standing perfectly still guarding what ever building or keeping an eye out for trouble. Saying good morning to the usual people who usually see me through the base, I finally reached the area where the Witches operate in. I could see four of the new recruits talking with each other when I saw the last group of mechanics I needed to see on this time of day. Alec Butz, one of the engineers or the USAAF and his lackeys. I'm not sure how he's still in the military after he's been demoted twice. He absolutely hates my sister and thus me at the same time me. He somehow was also our mechanic for our Striker units and he had it out for me since I came onto base. Everyone was quite excited since my "celebrity" like status but in my time here, I've had four Striker failures, two of which nearly ended up killing me if it wasn't for some quick thinking on my part. One time was when I had a right engine blowout on take off and I ended up ejecting myself out of the secondary unit, skidding some 100 meters on a shield away from my burning Striker. Another time was again, engine failure due to a faulty fuel pump starving my engine. Thankfully I was able to recover and make it back to base on a single engine. Another time the Striker wouldn't work and was sent back while he latest incident was when both engines failed and I ended up getting my feet wet and a sprained wrist. A Witch on base had healing magic and fixed it right up but... It felt weird... It wasn't like Yoshika's healing ability but it got me back into the air again. Each incident had an investigation done but not enough evidence was found to convict him and he would never harm a Witch due to mechanical failure. That the four incidents were some sort of bad luck fluke. If he stays around any longer, I feel like my FUBAR BUNDY* situation will just get even worse.
"Well, Ms. Vermillion, I hope everything will go well in todays inspection." He gave me a mischievous grin as he passed me. "I hope nothing will go horribly wrong." I only ignored them and went off to check if everything is in position. Strikers polished and their Launcher Units were set when word spread the inspector arrived and people were scrambling for last minute items. Our commander had gathered us and got all the recruits in a line. The inspector came through and went through everything with a fine tooth comb before writing something down and moving on. I guess it went on like that for the next hour when everyone was told the base passed. Relaxing since we passed, I rested on a crate when someone passed the word along that one of the recruits wanted to meet me. Curious, I went along with where she told me to find her in some shadowy area between hangers and I was already regretting coming when I saw Alec sitting on a crate with a grin. I turned around to leave only to find my exit closed off by his lackeys.
"What the hell is the meaning of this?" I spat out and he shook his head.
"Such a dirty mouth on a little 15 year old kid." He jumped down from the box and I turned around to leave and I would force my way past them but they had their service pistols drawn. I backed up slightly when I felt another pistol barrel bump against my head. "Scream or try and gain any attention and we will shoot you. This is far enough from the others people won't notice much either." He cackled lightly. "Through this time, I can't help but notice your body. Rather small up top but nice curves." I felt my blood grow cold as I felt a hand trace up my thighs. "We can do what ever we want with you back here, and no one will know.~" I felt the hand go slowly up my thigh and up into my shirt and trace its way up my belly. I knew I could easily get away from each of them and I out ranked them all, like hell that would matter though, but my body was absolutely petrified. I couldn't do anything; I was just frozen in time. I only broke out of my trance when I heard the air raid siren go off. Everyone seemed quite confused when I heard chatter over the intercom. Since my stay with the 501st, I've always had my intercom in my ear but what I heard confused me.
"Single small target coming from vector Two, Eight, Zero. Altitude, 10,000 feet up. Scramble all Witches to intercept!"
"What's the estimated time of arrival!?"
"It's speed... My god, it's over Mach 1.3!"
"What!? That's nearly over 1,000 Miles Per Hour!"
"Jesus, it's just three seconds from base!" My eyes widen at how close it was when all eyes looked up. A black streak with a white contrail behind it flew high in the sky when it stopped. A black streak fell from the sky and landed with some force into the little compartment in between the buildings, sending up dust into the air. Thank god, I felt Alec remove his hand but everyone was voicing their own concern what was going on. With the dust settling, the object that fell from the sky was a humanoid Neuroi. Though it was different from the ones I've seen before. The "hair" it had was long over I guess what would have been the left eye and a free-flowing pony tail that hung down to her waist in the back. It's "familiar features" resembled that of a bird of some sort and the "Striker Unit" looked even more familiar with it's swept back wings. The most notable thing about the Neuroi in front of us was that it also had a red thin scarf wrapped around it's neck.
"W-What the hell is that thing!?" Alec screamed as he drew his own gun training it on the Neuroi, but something down inside me knew who it was.
Placing a hand on my hip and the other one hanging down at me side, I smirked saying, "Sup, sis."
Ember's POV:
I stared in silence as I saw the four responsible for nearly raping my little sister. I am grateful that Xala quickly passed the information along since I wasn't returning without any hurry. Though... Now I see the circumstances are different.
"What the hell are you talking about!? Your sister is dead! Dead I tell you!"
"Dead you say?" I asked, jumping out of my Striker Unit, still in my Neurified form.
"Oh my god, it talked! Are Neuroi even supposed to talk!?" One of the guys yelled, his hands were trembling as he pointed his gun at me.
"Well... I'm the special case." I took a step towards them and one of them lost their nerve and started to shoot. The three others decided to join in the chorus of gun fire but my well achieved Neuroi armor just shrugged the bullets off. It stung slightly since they were firing .45 ACP cartridges but they each only had seven bullets until they ran dry. My sister covered her ears until the shooting stopped. She then uncovered her ears and casually walked forward past them all and patted my shoulder as she passed by, a smirk on her face.
"Don't beat them up to much Ember." She went on to pick up my Striker Unit and I grinned as I looked at the four again. They stepped back again and I lunged forward driving my knee into the gut of one of them and my joined hands down on top of his head. The second closest one threw a wild punch at me and I stood still as he punched me square in the chest.
'They couldn't penetrate my armor with .45 caliber bullets, so what's a fist going to do to me?' I thought as I he drew his hand back in pain. Swinging both my arms around, I clapped him sharply in both ears knocking him down when the third one came at me. He was larger than the other two and rather muscular, but nothing I couldn't handle. He threw out one arm in a punch, which I grabbed and he threw out a second one which I too grabbed. Seeing no other options he did one last desperate attempt to hurt me by head butting me. Though through all his effort, he only accomplished knocking himself out. The last one, whom I presume is called Alec, tried to hit me with a metal pole and succeeded slightly. He hit me in the head and I felt that one and it even cracked some of the black armor off. He grinned seeing I wasn't as invincible as he though and struck at me again. This time, I grabbed the iron bar and started to bend it as I stood back up. Driving my left fist into his head, I knocked him out and looked behind me. I saw my sister leaning against a wall with my Striker Unit when some heavily armed guards and Witches came running over. The Witches quickly grabbed my sister and pulled her behind the guards who had their Thompson Submachine guns trained on me and she only cried out in protest.
"W-Wait! Hold your fire!" I noted the sun wasn't in a position to completely flush out the alley in light so I was covered in a shadow. Stepping forward, I heard the click the safeties come off and some frightened gasps as my Neuroi shell came into view. But more confused looks came across as the Neuroi shell started to fade away to flesh and cotton. Getting into the light completely, I had deactivated my Neuroi armor earning many gasps from everyone.
"As a Major of the United States Army Air Force, I command you to stand down!" I commanded and the guards fumbled to lower their guns as my sister pushed past them, lunging into a large glomp.
"Ember! I missed you so much!" She started to squeeze harder and harder to a point where I had to use my own magic strength to stop her from breaking anything. "Wah! I'm sorry!" She let go quickly and I patted her head as everyone else started to give me weird looks.
"It's the Fire Maiden..." Whispers started to bounce around the small crowd about who I was and the awkward silence continued when they broke out cheering. It took me quit bye surprise as the MP's went to work arresting the four mechanics while the Witches swarmed me and picked me up and started to carry me around. I saw my sister grab my Striker just in time since they started to walk away with me.
'Great, first I was 'abducted' by the Neuroi and now these humans have me heehee.' I chuckled slightly in my mind when some a general, and what looked like the base Commander, came around the corner. I was let down from being carried by the crowd of Witches and I stood there as everyone saluted.
"What's with all the fuss around here?" The general asked. "And who's that Witch in the center there?" Being sixteen years old, I was much older than some of the Witches here and I was rather tall for my age as well. "I've never seen you before." I started to step forward the general.
"Major Ember Vermillion, reporting, sir!" I stood at attention and saluted.
"T-That can't be true! You must be an impostor of some sort!" I went to a slightly more at ease position and held my arm up.
"If you want proof," my arm Neurified making him jump slightly, "here's your proof that I am Ember; the Neuroi Witch I've heard people call me. It was me that your radar detected when I was coming in and I apologize for sending the base into a panic. I had a rather urgent matter to attend to..." I glanced back at my sister and then past her as the MP's came up with the four mechanics. Everything was explained how Blaze was nearly... Abused by them and everything was cleared up. Some telephone calls were being done to clear my status of being M.I.A and I was rather surprised at how much money was being saved up for me. Though I guess it did start to build up in my absence heehee. Having nothing more to do on base, I heard from my sister about her accidents with her Striker. Two were salvageable while two others were destroyed and I grimaced slightly. Those things are expensive damn it! Wasting no time, I stood over the table with my Sister's new P-61 and started to open it up.
"Now let's see what inside-" I stop mid sentence and stood still as I stared.
"Sis?" I ignored her and continued to stare.
"Umm... Is she all right?" One of the other recruits was curious to what I was doing when I started to work in silence.
"Oh... It's that bad..."
"What's bad?"
"My sis here just went into her silent mode... That either means she's pissed off that or concentrating really hard... Seeing she's doing it with a Striker, I say it's all of the above."
'Like hell I'm pissed! This thing is a flying death trap! Wrong parts, not even oiled correctly, worn parts are mixed with brand new ones, the magical pump settings makes this a ticking fire ball... The list goes on! If these were in the same conditions to her other Striker-... HOW THE FUCK DID THIS EVEN FLY!?' Parts after parts were pulled from the Striker to the point where a small pile of items were laying. 'It's all right sweetie, everything's going to be all right. I'm going to put you back together and make sure you're as new as you can be!~' That went on for another three hours of hard work on both Strikers but at least it was done. Sitting back, I sighed when my sister came in.
"Yo! Sis! Are you done?" She asked, and I set the tools back, nodding my head. "Cool! Hey, we're about to our showers today and I wanted to know if you want to join us!"
"Sure, why not." Off to the changing room we went and it was rather similar to the one back at the old 501st base with racks and baskets to place our clothes in. Finding an empty one, I gently undid my scarf and folded it up neatly before beginning unbuttoning the black top I had.
"Hey, Ember, I never seen you with those clothes before... Where did you uniform go?"
"Huh? This? Oh yeah... I got used to this I forgot about my uniform... Well, the clothes I had were starting to get worn out with the intense training Xala was putting me through and I had to get more clothes. With what ever money I had left, I bought some clothes and cloth to patch up what ever might rip."
"And the scarf?" I undid my bra and placed it on top of my black clothing.
"Would you be surprised if I said Xala made it?"
"A Neuroi made it?"
"It's like a parting gift I guess. She said with the current situation, it's dangerous for them to make any drastic moves since they revealed themselves that day. Though I'm not sure what type of fabric it's made out of... Soft as silk but that thing is resilient. It never loses it's bright red shine, it doesn't warm me up when it's swelter and it warms depending on the temperature, never stains, and is strong as steel."
"How do you know the later one?"
"One of the bullets just sort of bounced off of it earlier today. No tares or rips were found in it at all."
"Huh..."
"That and she also said, 'use it wisely when the time comes.' I don't know what she meant by that but... Bah, I'm over thinking things..."
"Though another thing I've noticed that really stands out from regular girls," she poked at my stomach. "Most girls your age aren't exactly as muscular as you are!"
"It was necessary for the training I was doing..." I mumbled. "Besides, it makes my figure looks sharper than ever."
"Not the only thing that changed..." She stared at my chest and I face palmed lightly.
"Well, they stopped growing at least." She groped her own chest lightly and sighed after poking my own.
"Not as large as Shirley's... But you're up there." She giggled and I sighed at Shirley's name.
'I wonder how she's doing...' I thought before we went into the showers. Some girls gave a surprised gasp seeing me.
"M-Major! I-Is it all right if you bath with the lower ranked Witches?" One girl asked.
"What's your name?"
"C-Cassandra!"
"Well, Cassandra, ranks don't matter when we're bathing so ease up all right?"
"R-Right!" I started to wash up starting with my body and went on to work with my long hair when another girl spoke up.
"Uummm... Ember?"
"Hm?"
"I-I don't mean to pry but... Why do you keep your hair parted over your eye?" I pondered if I should show them or not but they would find out anyway if I was going to be stationed here for a while. Closing my eyes I pulled my hair off to the side.
"Please, try not to scream or anything..." Opening my eyes, they gasped lightly and I let my hair flop back into position. After that, I went on to visit my mother who welcomed me back with teary eyes and I was glad she was doing all right. About a week passed and in that time press came through taking pictures and asking questions. For some, they weren't satisfied about my answer but it was for the safety for the Neuroi Rebels. Though with rules, I had to go back into my uniform but I was content that I was able to keep the scarf on. My mother questioned me why I was wearing it since it was consistently 70-80°F and I explained how it doesn't effect my temperature. She didn't question it but I do sometimes question why it does that... How ever, today, I got a message for Blaze and I to be driven to this base more inland. I'm not 100% sure what was going on, but FIGMO*. The drive was long, about three hours from through the city and onto the highway. My internal compass told me that we were heading up north and our surrounding foliage was getting greener and greener when we came to this base deep in the forest. Being shown in, I noted the small clearing for a runway but what struck me most are the buildings. Concrete bunkers were at one area of a wide open field and all the buildings were stark white. There were multiple different buildings as well with two large white hangers and a main building that must have been the main office building. Coming over to a hanger, the car doors were opened and out I stepped to find a general flanked by some scientists. I was getting cold feet as the possibility of them doing tests on me came to mind but I shook it off when I saw a girl with white hair and silver eyes looking at me. Her face held little emotions and her half lidded eyes didn't help either. But, I could see some curiosity in them. Saluting, the General set me at ease and began to talk.
"I'm happy you two could make it." He gave off a smile that radiated an easy feeling with him. He seemed more laid back compared to the other Top Brass I've met before. "If you're wondering why you're here, I've come to ask for your assistance Major."
"My assistance? With what exactly?"
"You will be protecting her," he spoke, stepping aside giving me complete view of the mystery girl. "This is Captain Seiker, a Ground Witch you see. You two will be going to Africa to assist and provide cover for her in the fight against the Neuroi."
"A-Africa, sir?"
"Exactly. Now, you might be thinking, 'Why are they choosing me to fly escort for this Witch specifically? Because we're not an ordinary unit. Noel, you can go get prepared for the demonstration." She nodded and left without a word as the general took me off to one of the bunkers. "My boys have been working on a way to help give our Ground Witches the advantage against the Neuroi and due to early designs, the weaponry was limited to some degree." Getting inside the bunker, the steel door was closed and locked. Out in front of me was a rather bumpy landscape with multiple black targets on the ground and in the air as well. "Though they might be working great against the Neuroi, I think it will be time for an upgrade. This demonstration will show you our new Ground Striker, the M18 Hellcat."
"I'm guessing the black targets represent Neuroi forces?"
"Correct," he said while picking up a microphone. "All right Captain, you may commence the simulations." I heard a deafening explosion of a large cannon going off to the point where Blaze had to cover her ears when a large object came roll into view at an extreme speed for it's size. It stood just over seven feet tall with a large black cannon mounted on the on the right shoulder a drum magazine hanging in the back. In the center was Noel strapped into this metal skeletal system to make the machine work. Her arms were inside the metal casing up to her fore arm and her legs also were cut off by about the thigh. On her back was this large looking object that connected her arms and legs together but there was a belt sheath running from it to what looked like a M2 HMG on her right arm and a large spike like object on her left arm. She has puma familiar features and what surprised me most was this translucent blue screen over her eyes. I watched in aw as she expertly ran around the battlefield destroying the targets.
"Wow... So much fire power..."
"That, indeed. She's got 400 rounds for her machine gun and you all ready know what destructive power the Ma Dues has. On her shoulder is something of genius ingenuity by my team and some Karlslandian data, is an auto loading 90mm Anti-Neuroi Cannon. It can easily take down medium Turtle Neuroi types and two shots for a large one. The secret to not only having the whole machine work on magical energy, but also the rounds she uses. The APCHEBC not only can penetrate the Neuroi armor easily, but also detonate inside it for maximum damage and the cannon can hold five rounds be magazine. With two extra magazines she can load up, she's a one Witch army."
"Uuummm... APC what?"
"I'm sorry, I'm used to talking with the engineers and scientists that we use the acronyms for things. It's Armor Piercing Capped High-Explosive Ballistic Cap." I raised an eye brow to him. "The Ballistic cap makes it more accurate and fly faster through the air. It's more effective in killing the turtles than Armor Piercing Composite Rigid, or APCR, but not the same penetrating effect. On her other arm though is a 50mm Bunker Buster spike. If the Neuroi gets to close for comfort, she can hit it with the spike and it should penetrate deep enough to hit the core.."
"What's the blue thing over her eyes?" my sister asked.
"That, is Noel special ability. It's a special type of Ballistic Calculator since it can show where she's pointing her weapons, magnify her vision up to 650 meters, but also giver her ballistic calculations for where her shell will hit. It also high lights the Neuroi that are within 400 meters of her. Outside of that, she has to identify them the old fashion way." She stood in the center of the test grounds with all the targets destroyed and her weapon barrels smoking.
"Test complete. Returning to hanger A-1." I heard her soft voice say through the intercom. It was the first time I actually heard her speak and I noted it was almost like a whisper; monotoned and quiet.
"So, Major, what do you think?" he asked and I turned towards him with a smirk.
"I think she will give the Neuroi hell in Africa. When will we be shipped off?"
"We need to repaint it from Olive Green to desert camouflage so about a week max. This will also conclude what I wanted to show you Major. You can go talk with the Captain if you want but don't feel to bad if she doesn't talk to you... She doesn't really talk with anyone really... She's a good girl so take care of her." He left with the others and I branched off to fine her in... Hanger A-1 if I remember correctly and that I did. She was going to leave when I ran up to her. She gave me a blank expression, but in her eyes, I could see some curiosity.
"Well, I guess I'm your flight detail. My names Ember Vermillion, and this is my sister, Blazette Vermillion."
"Pleased to met you and you can just call me Blaze." Blaze said.
"It's nice to meet you two..." Noel spoke in a hushed tone again. She reminds me of Sanya a bit when I had first met her. Though there's something different for Noel's quietness. I could feel it.
"So, have you been to Africa before?" She shook her head.
"I've only been to Europe..."
"Europe?"
"Yes. I was part of a Joint Tank Battalion but I was... Transferred out to here..." Her eyes lost some shine to them for a second but she had recomposed herself quickly. To anyone else, no one would have noticed but there was something she's hiding. She said she had to do something and left. With noting else to do, we were driven back, stoping only for some food. Burgers were served before we hit the road again. Soon, we arrived back to base we began to wait around for the week to come by. New clothes came in for both Blaze and I for our stay in Africa. We packed those away and I decided it was time to break the news to my mom. She took it much more easily than last time.
"You two be careful out there! I don't want to be traumatized again! Three times is enough for me thank you very much," she said and some memories of when I was shipped off to Britannia to fight the Neuroi. One night though, I found myself sitting out on the porch at night whittling away at this large stick I found near our house. In the training I did with Xala and the other Neuroi, it came to my attention that they could wield swords. It was a shock to me when it came to close quarters combat when an orange Neuroi starts charging you, a sword in hand. Even with some shields erected, Misaka still cut though two of the five shield I had. They told me I had to have some sword like weapon, but a katana didn't really suit my style. In the end, I settled on two combat style knives. Not only can I keep up my own against Ene, who is the second best sword, but they've got regular use as well. So here I am, sitting on the porch whittling away at the stick with my black and red Neuroi blade, cutting out what kind of looks like a Neuroi Witch. In my free time, I always whittled away at a stick. It was like a meditation for me; it gave me time to think.
'So we're going to Africa to fight the Neuroi...' I thought as I placed the knife down admiring my work when I noticed the Neuroi presence. Looking up and to the right, I saw a faint blue, purple, and red glow of some familiar outlines. Looking around, I got up from my seat and jumped over the rail into the darkness.
"What are you three doing here?" I questioned the three Neuroi as we stood behind the tree. "You know where's a military base extremely close by right?"
"Eva's ability can get us in and out no problem and we're low enough to avoid radar." Ene explained. "But we're here to give you some information form Xala."
"Why couldn't she come and tell me this then?"
"Because herself, Xera, and Misaka are observing the Neuroi in Africa as well. I'm here to tell you what you will be against." I crossed my arms but only nodded. She went on to explain what the Neuroi forces were most likely going from what types of flying Neuroi I was going to fight and then the fabled Turtle Neuroi.
"So anything else I should not about the Turtles?"
"Don't take them lightly. They might be on the ground but since they don't need to fly means that their armor is much tougher. Weak points will be the joins around the legs and the top of the Neuroi. Not that you will be having any trouble with your gun. Oh, and all of your weapons and ammo has also been returned to your base."
"Thank you Ene. Though one other thing... Will you Neuroi fight along side me in the future?" She staid silent for a second before speaking again.
"Xala's considering it, but not now. Good bye for now Ember." They teleported away and I went back inside to get some shut eye. The next day, trucks came onto base and a modified touched down on the base as well. Weapons were loaded up, and thanks to Xala and others, my weapons and other equipment appeared on base and no one questioned it. My Striker was aboard and I heard about our flight plane. My ears perked up when I heard we were landing in London to refuel. Inside, I made sure everything was secured and strapped down hard before I called to see if Lynne was around. Sadly she wasn't available at the moment so I left a message saying that Blaze and I were stopping in London. With everything secured, we strapped in on off towards Africa we went.
'I wonder where you are Shirley... Last you were heard near Africa... Maybe I can see you again.'
*FUBAR BUNDY: Fuck Up Beyond Any Reason/Repair But Unfortunately Not Dead Yet.
*FIGMO: Fuck It Got My Orders
So the next arc of this story will be continued through this one. However, season 2 will be made a separate story for conveniences heehee. As for Noel's Ground Striker... The easiest way to envision and see how it looks like is to think of an IS unit from Infinite Stratos but much more simple and blocky-ish
As for Noel's Profile:
Name: Noel Sekier
Cup Size: A
Age 15
Rank: Captain
Nation: Liberion
Familiar: Puma
Hair Color: White
Eye Color: Silver
Squad Affiliation: 4th Mechanized Infantry Experimental Unit
Strike Unit: M18 Hellcat
Weapons: 5 shot 90mm Auto-Loading cannon, M2 HMG, Pneumatic 50mm Spike Bunker buster.
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