Foreword:

Hey, thanks for choosing this story since it is my first time posting my fanfiction out for complete strangers to read (except my friends). This meant so much to me as it serves as an encouragement for me to continue writing this fanfiction.

Yes, I will write more in the future, wait till you see.

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DLYE

16:03, Manza Beach, Okinawa

Explosions had paraded the ruined town for half an hour.

Dirt danced around the wrecked buildings and leftover bricks as the dirt muddied the scenery of the iconic Manza Beach in Okinawa.

Dead bodies piled up the bloody sand.

A fellow soldier shivered as her bestie was shot right in front of her to the head. She came upon her lifeless bestie, murmured her last breath.

"Tell my family that I will be fine... Ryuko..." The coconut haircut girl lied restful on her only friend's arm.

The red streak girl replied hurriedly to make their last conversation in their life, "Mako, you gotta be alright. Hang in there, I will save you," She decided to have a leap of faith into the landmine infested land, she dashed across the open land and miraculously survived from the blow - thanks to her army uniform.

She found a medic truck far from sight and reached there in time for the truck to leave. She begged the medic to rescue her bestie but the medic could not find any signs of living. He presumed Mako dead on arrival. Ryuko shuddered in tears and screamed out her bestie's name.

The lost of her bestie left her traumatised - not wanting to contribute to the war efforts for Japan.

Two months later

The war has stopped momentarily, soldiers are discharged from the bunk to reunite with their friends and family again.

The bodies of the deceased were brought back from the war to be cremated in a newly built memorial just for the deadly war.

Parents of the soldiers came to the camp where all of the soldiers arrive back to their homeland. Some met with tears of joy and some shed pain.

The family of the Mankanshoukus were met with disbelief - their daughter died.

Their step daughter shook her head in guilt while carrying a sack of survival kits and her bestie's leftover; her friendship bracelet and lunchbox reeks cold croquettes.

Their son broke the cold conversation, "just why would you not protect my sis when you can protect yourself?! Are you selfish or something?!"

Ryuko darts her attention on the ashen ground. Her hands pulsate heavily, noticable from a distance. She would not want to reminisce the death of her bestie because it will trigger her fear of losing a close one again. She tried to find excuse to blame herself instead of the sniper.

"Mataro, Mr and Mrs Mankanshouku and Guts, I truly apologise for the loss of your dear daughter, sister and friend. It's my fault for her life being napped by me."

Mataro snapped, "so, you are saying that you killed my sis?"

Ryuko made a bold mistake - she took the credit for being the murderer of her bestie. She nodded her head.

She was eventually ramshackle by the remarks of her being so cold-hearted by the family. She walked out of the scene and took a public bus to nowhere.

Six months later

The enemy had invaded the shores of Japan and invaded bits of some islands successfully.

Under the rule of the enemy, the citizens were thrown into concentration camps built in the islands to brainwash their mindset to overthrow the Japanese government and to help fulfil the world domination agenda that the enemy had done in almost all of the world.

Japan was the only country not affected until the enemy raided their islands recently.

The enemy or it is called Revocs was a conglomerate by the prestigious Kiryuin family and they had received monarchy status as recently as twenty years ago. Revocs originally started out as a designer clothing brand and it dominated the international market, they decided to accomplish something bigger. The clothing fabric fibers are not just ordinary fibers - those are life fibers. Those are living things from outer space, planning to dominate the world with the Kiryuin family.

The CEO of Revocs, Ragyo Kiryuin, initiated the world domination plan and had passed the torch to her only daughter, Satsuki Kiryuin to do all the strategic invasions in all of the countries.

Satsuki was only fifteen when she first successfully annexed a country. Satsuki had proven worthy as a dictator of her mother's conglomerate soldiers.

Now, Satsuki was eighteen and she had annexed almost every countries except her homeland, Japan. She requested her four friends or as she called "the Elite Four" to do all of the annexation in Japan by provinces.

With the Elite Four on their way to invade Osaka, the Prime Minister of Japan issued a surrender message through public broadcast to the Japanese citizens as he had saw what was coming for his country. He was beyond helpless to protect his country. His army forces are shrinking day by day. He sent the message just as a cover up for their secret weapon from Revocs.

The whole of Japan rely on a secret army force with some life fibers on their side.

Soldiers were called in for the secret army force gathering. Some turned up and some does not. The remaining are to be drag into the gathering against their wills.

The army force's head was once a Revocs employee that had achieved a high position in the conglomerate and knew a lot of secret infomation from the conglomerate. Supposedly, he had a relationship with the CEO of Revocs and had two daughters - one presumed dead and the others was the dictator of the Revocs army force.

The head go by another identity to prevent Revocs from killing him and his third daughter. His third daughter, who was still alive was put under child support for her to stay safe from her father's dangerous activities. As his daughter grew older, he ran away into isolation in creating a sentient suit for his daughter from her dna.

Recently, as the war came, everyone in Japan, regardless of gender and religion, had to protect Japan. The remaining soldiers from other countries join forces with Japan to help Japan's war effort. Before the armies could roll into action, they have to find the daughter of the secret army head. The name was Ryuko Matoi.

20:00, An alley in Kabukicho, Shinjuku, Japan

Our final hope was living on the streets for six straight months, she starved to herself in attempt to cut short of her life but thanks to her incredible metabolism, she could live without food for this period of time. She still bore her rugged and rusted army uniform - made out of goretex fabric with a bit of life fibers infused in. She lived in a cardbox shelter and sleep with a army-issued sleeping bag, she stank like an aged cheese. She was devoid of any form of interactions and lived in a constant state of fear, until someone crossed on her mind.

"Hey, are you Matoi Isshin's daughter?" A blue hair hunk in loosely office suit with an aviator sunglass walked up to the faded veteran.

She looked up at the man with a pair of sunken eyes and a deep furrowed frown, she scowled, "what do you want from a dead man's daughter?"

The man blinked his eyes twice, further retreating to a cheeky smirk, "he's not dead, y'know?"

The veteran rubbed her eyes and dug her ears, she rambled, "I'm sorry, I think you got the wrong person. He's dead for like a decade ago and...sorry, I don't recognize him and I'm an orphan for my entire life. I never met my dad and-"

"No need for your intro, Miss Matoi," he cut short of her rambles into oblivious, "by the way I know you stinks a lot so I shall spray some perfume for you and give you my jacket to cover over your ragged uniform."

"H-h-hhow did you know my surname is Matoi?!" She stammered.

"Your name tag," he pointed at her name tag on her uniform, "and umm...you can't run away by saying that you ain't the daughter of Isshin Matoi, so come follow me for a treat first."

At first, she was hesitant to follow the mysterious man, she blurted out, "who are you?"

The man stopped dead on his track, he glance at her, replied, "I'm Aikuro Mikisugi of Nudist Beach; the secret army force that the Japanese army forces and many other forces around the world are working with!"

"Oh, so you are the representive of the secret army force..." Ryuko backed away from Aikuro with some ptsd flashbacks of the war, "no thanks, I'm in no good shape to fight the war anymore..."

"Matoi, you know that you are one of the high ranking soldiers in the army? Those soldiers are waiting for you! Even your dad!" Aikuro boast his enthusiasm to the half dead Ryuko.

"Nah, I had no daddy issues so yeah, I can live without him and live in my own bubble-" Ryuko curled herself into a ball to a corner.

Aikuro tried to be sympathise the traumatised veteran so he adjusted his voice to a soothing voice, "I know the war did nasty things to you, but you will get over it."

"Get over it? No, I just can't. There is such a thing called disappearing from your problems, yes, I'm running away from this war as they did it to my friend," she muttered like a madlad, breathing huskily while shivering like a dog on a frozen snow.

Aikuro took deep breaths before reaching out to Ryuko.

Both glanced at each other silently before Aikuro grab ahold of Ryuko's right hand and yank towards his lower abdomen. He drapes his jacket over her battle scarred uniform and spray chypre scented perfume all over her uniform and his draped jacket. He whispered to her ears, "are you old enough to drink?"

Ryuko made contact with Aikuro's eyes and bit her lips, "I don't care about the age restriction thingy, just let me drink. I'm sober and depressed," she buried her face in Aikuro's abs.

"Then, you have to be responsible for your actions," his voice shifts to a serious tone.

At a bar

"Vent as much as you wish, Matoi. I know shit has ruined you mentally and physically, you look severely underweight and malnourished. May I ask how long have you starved yourself?"

"Six months, no joke."

"I can't say that that's an incredible feat you've got but can you tell me more about your background?"

Ryuko chugged a whole bottle of beer and cleared her throat, "welp, I am a delinquent back then, no big of a surprise. I ran errands and even joined a Bōsōzoku, man that was my lowest part of my live. I really regret doing gang shit but this is how I thrive in school life. The boarding school I went did not cared about me and leave me to my vulnerability to bullies, hence I joined some gangs, learn fighting skills from 'em and eventually I fought for myself. I was a loner until I met this girl named Mako Mankanshouku. She was sweet and eccentric, her family was good to me, I live with her family for awhile until this war interrupted my perfect yet happy life. The war took my bestie away and her family left me to rot because I failed to protect her," she quavers and slammed the table.

Aikuro popped the cap of a beer bottle and pour it into his drink glass, "how about your dad? He never told me about you, he just exclusively talks about those life fibers theorem and his secret project everytime. He seemed too insane to talk about with."

Ryuko tried her best to concentrate despite her drinking her second bottle of beer, "he uhh... He's a weirdo, he did not give a shit about me and he left me in a boarding school to rot. I don't have any vivid recollection about this fella who I had to call him as 'dad'."

"How about your mother?"

"She died during my birth, that's what dad told me before I was sent to a boarding school."

Aikuro took a sip of his beer and pour another drop of beer to his glass, "so life basically sucked from the beginning for you, eh?"

"True," Ryuko held back her tears, "I am predestined to live in hell."

"Nevermind, Matoi. Let's get away 'hell' for now and talk about your army life, like how do raise to rank and-" Aikuro stopped his speech bubble and scan the kid's expression.

The kid broke down.

A moment of silence.

Then, something struck in Aikuro's head.

"You won't be left alone there, Ryuko. I bet that you will have a group of new friends there waiting for you," Aikuro said it assuring, "and at the same time, your father called you in for a treat."

22:00, Osaka Prefecture Government Building

An enormous figure emerges from the dark. On her right arm was her white elegantly crafted katana, made entirely with life fibers by her father - who was long dead in her eyes. The Dictator strolled into the government office with the agenda to find the Takarada family head: Kaneo Takarada.

"May I ask where is Mr Takarada?" The Dictator requested politely to the scared office workers ducking under their work table.

"Lady Satsuki, I had to forward this to you that Mr Takarada isn't in the office," one of the Dictator's bodyguard but also one of the Elite Four member named Ira Gamagori came up to Satsuki, kneeling down to his milady.

The Dictator glanced at the office workers and looked at her henchman, "I see, I guess we shall end our search for him. Call the valet to bring us back to the Kiryuin Manor," she walked away from the office.

Gamagori looked at his saviour and vowed back as she turned her back to him.

00:45, Tomei Expressway, Tokyo

Alcohol smell finally overcome the strong lavender smell that used to reeked the car interior.

On a sapphire car, Aikuro smoked his only pack of Marlbolo Ice Blast. The fire on the cigarette flickers. He set his cigarette free with one hand holding the cigarette while the others steering the wheel. On his left was Ryuko, sleeping soundly for almost the entire four hour drive. The speakers blast lo-fi as it vibrates the interior subtly. The cushioning on the seats are cozy enough to withstand the dreaded long roads.

Occasionally the car would pass by illegal street racings, abandoned houses and trucks with huge containers dashing ahead of the polished car.

Aikuro flicked his last cigarette butt to the road and zoned out on the moving untouched greeneries - noticable by the occasional lightings of vehicles. He felt alone the entire trip until he was startled by a groan from his left.

Ryuko woke up.

"Oh hey, you have awakened..." He greeted her again by her arrival to the real world from her dream.

"God, this nightmare just straight up haunt me..." She slurred as she adjusts herself to the comfy seat.

"What nightmare you had?" Aikuro tried to balance his attention to both the daughter of a prestigious scientist and his car.

"It's a car crash. It's so surreal that I almost felt like I had died in real life, then my violent headache woke me abruptly, it hurts so bad," she sighs, "and ummm..." She fumbles on the dashboard, "you got any meds?"

"Meds? Yeah, wait," Aikuro pulled out the glove compartment on Ryuko's side and dug out a box of panadol from a sea of trash, "I hope this hasn't expired..."

"Oh c'mon! You could have be extra prepared for all sorts of problems during your long ass trips, doesn't the army teach you?!" Ryuko hollered.

Aikuro sweats nervously, "oh my bad, I am usually healthy mentally and physically."

"So, are you going to make an effort to change?"

"Uh yeah, Ma'am."

Ryuko popped the pill into her mouth and gulped it. She went back to sleep real quick.

02:45, Nudist Beach Base, Osaka

The duo stride into the secret entrance of the secret army base with authority. The Nudist Beach officer slides his card on the card scanner and was granted access to the base. Eventually the metal door opened for them.

The duo was then welcomed by two rows of Nudist Beach officers and the soldier had never felt that much gratitude from other people. In response to the overwhelming "thank you so much" talks, she blushed brightly as she cupped her mouth in embarrassment.

The officer observed the soldier's flushed red face, he spoke to her, "Matoi, your dad had waited for the entire day just to welcome you back. Treat him with the utmost respect, he's a very important person."

The soldier darted back the officer, "so, you're telling me that shabby man was the highest rank officer in this army force eh? I don't really feel like respecting someone who never care about my wellbeing," she spouted cold words.

"Just... Do me this favour to not let him ramble batshit," he prayed.

"Alright, Mr Mikisugi," she accepted the favour.

"Sir Matoi, your daughter has arrived," Aikuro greeted the mad scientist with a vow.

Subsequently, he bat his eyes on Ryuko - who was still standing after his vow.

"Greet him!" He whimpled to the delinquent.

To no avail, Ryuko still stood.

The scientist turned to his flesh and blood, "ah, sweet Ryuko~ how are you doing in the army?"

To which, she responds, "not lookin' good."

"I know the national army sucked, even their highly admirable navy force couldn't stop the tyrant of the Kiryuins! I lost the respect and I despised the government's doing in losing the Bushido!" Isshin ranted.

"Well, I can't help you too much. Revocs have game changing technology and high budgets hence we lost against them, not only us but the Superpowers as well," Ryuko felt sickish to stand through her insane father's rambles as what Aikuro had told her.

"They could have invite us to the war earlier on! I could help in aiding them with my Revocs tier weapons! Life fibers! That's how Revocs won the war, but they haven't won a hundred percent," Isshin went eccentric as he fists the air with such optimism.

"But you didn't let them know you guys earlier on..."

"I can't do much but I have a set of weapons made just for you. You are my pawn in destroying Revocs wholly, and those weapons can be only use by you because I splice your dna in it."

Ryuko backed in disgust, "when you ever gotten my dna samples?!"

"When you were younger, I had some hair samples hence I had 'em," Isshin smirked.

"But why me destroying Revocs?" Ryuko sputtered in frustration as a return. She was already done with the world, she had no faith on her kinds, she saw no hopes in saving the world.

"Because life fibers only accepted young Homo Saipans to fully adapt and fuse with in terms of living!"

"So this is the lame excuse of using me to beat the Revocs' ass with the dumb clothings they use too?!"

The tension between the father and daughter grew.

The father quietened himself back to his reclusive self.

The daughter felt sour and left the room without notice.

The officer followed the daughter.

The father quietly blamed himself for the thorns in his angrish rambles that poked his daughter's wound.

She retreated to a cold rice field a few hundred steps away from the army base. She felt the world could not comprehend her struggles. She just wanted a carring family but she got a dysfunctional family instead. She wanted a good friend but she got nothing. She found no meanings in life.

Aikuro followed her for the entire walk, he convinced his new found soldier to give the world a second chance.

"Ryuko, I know your dad is a creep but hey he was right by a bit."

"He's right by what reasons? Weaponising our enemies' tools against them with their tools?! That's not how you morally fight a war for good cause - that is winning a war for your own interest," Ryuko stared at Aikuro blankly from her tired eyes.

Aikuro blinked, paying attention to Ryuko's gear shaped pupils and her puff eyebags, "you looked real tired for this world. Come, I bring you to a bunker to rest."

05:55, Kiryuin Manor, Hounoji City

The Dictator sat at her snow white state-of-the-art chair, with her cup of black tea on hand, she sipped.

Her personal butler, Mitsuzo Soroi, walked up to Satsuki with a bulky, yet antique dial phone on a trolley.

The Dictator glanced at Soroi, asked, "A call?"

To whom he replied, "yes, an important call," he lifted the handset off the body.

"Hello?"

A husky voice was heard, "Lady Satsuki, we had successfully invaded Nagoya."

The Dictator smiled, "thank you, Sanageyama. Don't forget to rest after your invasion," she hung up the call with a devilish grin.

"So?" Soroi questioned.

"Sanageyama invaded Nagoya - which is a metropolitan and it means that more army employments and greater government control."

Soroi had nothing to add on but to applaud his milady.

-=To be continued=-

Phew!

Finally I had completed my first fanfiction, don't forget to hit favourite and send feedback about it!

The second chapter is still under progress so I may upload the second chapter some days.