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At night Miho and the rest of Anglerfish Team met up at her apartment after their training session at school, they wanted to know more about Daulton and so they had Yukari search it up on her laptop.

"Why are we digging up information on, Mr. Daulton, Miho? he clearly doesn't feel comfortable sharing his past," Hana asked.

"I just can't drop this feeling, like I could help him from whatever he's going through," Miho gave her reason.

"You're diving into stalker territory by looking up a boy on the web," Saori commented

"I got it!" Yukari called out.

The girls gathered around seeing a profile picture of Daulton and another boy standing next to him and with that Miho read aloud.

"Johnathan and Peter 'Gale' Daulton, so both he and his brother were on the same team," Miho said in amazement.

"Yeah, Gale's kinda like you, Miho, check this out," Yukari directed her attention to another link, "He's father was also a pilot for the sport, but passed away from a brain tumor, when he was four."

"Doesn't he have any family?" Miho asked.

Yukari searched the page, but comes to this conclusion, "N-no, his mother died not too long after his dad, he had a grandfather, but he passed away when he was ten, so it was just him and his brother at that point."

They scrolled further down the page reading through the history of the family patriarch's legacy of fine pilots that soared through the winds, with the two youngest decadents being the peak of the family's legacy, until a title really caught their eyes.

"Yukari stop!" Miho shouted suddenly.

Looking at the screen the girls were deeply shocked.

"Ace pilot crash and burns," Yukari read aloud almost speechless seeing a picture of a burning plane, then continued to read aloud, "Even after a glorious victory against the Japanese team, the Raising Suns, disaster struck as ace pilot, Johnathan Daulton's, plane crashes after the landing gear failed to deploy properly. The aircraft soon catches fire, as rescue team scrambled to put out the flame they were too late to save the young man."

"My goodness, that poor boy," Hana commented in shock.

"With the grim news of team commander's death, it leaves younger brother, Peter 'Gale' Daulton, as the last living member of the dying Daulton Legacy."

"What happened to the rest of the team?" Saori asked.

"It says that after the commander's death nothing much held the team together as they struggled with much emotional baggage, and so the team dissolved and went their separate ways, Austin O'Donavin, became a rally car racer in Georgia, Michael Bradon, went on to follow his second passion, and became a DJ, James Benette, second oldest in Team Overlord behind, Johnathan, switched sports going into the world of medieval combat, he is now one of the top champions in the world. But with one of the last boys that goes by the name of, Squirrel, suddenly vanishes a month after the team broke up."

"Where did he Go?" Mako asked.

"Nobody knows, he just dropped off the face of the Earth," Yukari told them.

"I can only imagine how he feels," Miho said.

\Six Days Later/

It was the day of the match and the Ooarai girls had just made it to their destination, everyone was eager for this day to come, with tents and booths selling tank merchandise, and games alike. The Ooarai girls made preparations onto their tanks, making sure their barrels were cleaned out, the ammo racks are full, and the radios are operational.

While working Miho and the team were visited by the other tank Commanders, especially her sister.

"Good luck Miho, I'll be cheering for you," Maho told with a small smile on.

"Greeting, Miss. Nishizumi," Darjeeling said hello.

"We came to wish you luck on your match," Orange added.

"Don't let us down," Kay cheered.

"Yeah, Miho, don't let'em down," turning around all the girls saw Daulton walking towards them, "Unlike what you did to me."

"What are you doing here?" Anchovy demanded.

"Relax girls I invited him," popping her head out Anzu could be seen standing behind Daulton.

"I heard free food so I came," Daulton explains.

Taking Anzu over to the side Miho want to speak with her privately leaving Daulton with the other girls.

"So you're the no good filth that's been terrorizing my sister," Maho said in growing anger.

"I've already apologized and I'm trying to make up for it," Daulton told her trying not to get angry himself.

"You could make it up by leaving," Maho told and the two continued to shoot daggers at each other.

"Uh... that's a cute little scar you have under your chin," Orange mentions.

"Hmm? oh, so you noticed this little guy," Daulton pointed to small faint line on his chin.

"How'd you got it?" Alisa asked.

"Well... It was during a match against the German team, back when I used to play," he started

"You used to play?" Naomi asked.

"Yeah... but I'm retired," Daulton said and continued, "So I took one guy down, but failed to notice the other one diving down behind me, bullets rip through my cockpit like paper... and me."

Lifting up his shirt Daulton reveals another scar right on the left side of his chest and the girls cringed at the thought of a bullet round going through him like butter.

Daulton lets his shirt down and goes on, "Next thing I know, my canopy's painted red, I'm having trouble breathing, and I'm pressing down on the hole in my chest trying to keep the blood form pouring out. I thought about jumping out, but I knew it'll take too long I'll would've bleed out, or freeze to death before I hit the ground, so I decided just fly back in, but the dude who shot me still thinks everything's fine, and keeps shooting at me. I tried calling it in, but guess what? my radio got shot out."

"So how did you survive?" Anchovy asked.

"Well, with no way to call the guy off or call for help I was on my own, so what I did was yanked up on the stick pulling my plane flat against the wind to break, I was flying back right at the German, and the G's were crushing me, he narrowly miss my plane, but I flip back over, and shot out his tail, with him gone I flew back to the landing strip. The paramedics came swarming in, they rip the canopy off, and I'm sitting in my own blood, I start seeing flares, and next thing I knew I woke up in the hospital. The doctor says you're one lucky son of bitch to pull something like that and live, and the guy who shot me was there too, he had some flowers saying he was very sorry that he almost killed me."

"Man, you're crazy," Alisa commented.

"And yet I'm still here, life is filled with disappointments," Daulton said.

"Is that why you retired?" Orange asked.

"... No, that's not why," Daulton answered.

"O.k, but why do you only wear one glove?" Naomi asked looking at his gloved right hand.

Daulton glances down to his hand, he tightens his grip, the sound of the leather clenching as Daulton flexed his fingers.

"... That's a different story..." he told them placing his hand behind his back.

But back with Miho and Anzu they discuss why Daulton was there in the the first place.

"Miss. Kadotani, what are you trying to plan?" Miho asked worryingly.

"Nothing, what? can a girl try to be nice to someone who tried to be nice back to us?" Anzu stated, "I'm just tying to do the right thing, so don't worry about it, he's not an enemy anymore."

"Well... I guess you're right," Miho concluded rejoining the others.

"So you are American, yes?" Darjeeling asked.

"Uh... yeah?" Daulton answered.

"I know where this is going," Kay said to her friends.

"Have you heard of a joke about the American president?" Darjeeling asked.

"Bill Clinton?" Daulton responded which made the Saunders girls chuckle.

"Eh? no," Darjeeling replied than proceeds to tell the joke, "It's a joke I told my friend, Orange, a while back; the American president said 'we have everything in our country" and the foreign reporter asks "does that include a hotline to hell?"

Daulton just stood their silently for a moment with emotionless expression on his face, but then approaches Darjeeling, which made her freeze in place as he bended down a bit to be right up in her face. No one did anything as Darjeeling was almost shaking, then Daulton moved his lips.

"HELL FUCKING YEAH WE DO! WE GOT THE DEVIL ON SPEED DAIL!" Daulton shouted then pulls out his phone, "HEY SATAN! I'M JUST REMINDING YOU THAT YOU'RE A BITCH!" he shouted then put his phone away.

"Hey what's everyone talking about?" Anzu asked.

"Oh, this pretty lady has been telling me a good joke," Daulton said.

"Is the joke about how I'm gonna crush the competition?" looking over the girls could see that it was Katyusha with Nonna and Klara by her side.

"Hey little girl," Kay teased.

"Don't call me little!" Katyusha roared, "Nonna!" she called to her with her little arms up, then Nonna hoisted the tiny girl onto her shoulders. "Katyusha is above all others, no one is higher than me."

"I guess you're more than hyped for our match, aren't you Katyusha?" Miho asked with a small humorous smile.

"I'm more than ready-," Katyusha cuts off when spotting someone who doesn't seem to belong, "HEY! what's a boy doing here? this is a lady's game don't you know?"

"Bite me, mini Stalin," an aggravated Daulton said.

"You insult the mighty Katyusha? I'll have you picking potatoes in the freezing snow with your insolence," Katyusha threatened.

"Picking potatoes? what kind of school you running? a Gulag?" Daulton remarked.

"U etogo takoy gryaznyy rot (This one has such a foul mouth)," Nonna told Klara which she nodded in agreement.

"I vy govorite, kak angel... dlya kogo-to s kholodnymi mertvymi glazami (And you speak like an angel... for someone with cold dead eyes)," Daulton talked back in fluent Russian.

Everyone stood surprised, not as much as Nonna and Klara which blew their minds all while Daulton stood by with a smirk on his face.

"YA vzorval tvoy razum? (Did I blow your mind?)," Daulton proceeded, "Khoroshego Dnya (Have a nice day)," with that Daulton walked off chuckling to himself.

"... Did you know he can speak Russian?" Anzu asked Miho.

"I'll was gonna ask you the same thing," Miho admitted.

"Attention everyone the match between Pravda and Ooarai will commence in fifteen minutes," the announcer called out.

"We should get back to our teams," Miho suggested.

"Yes, I look forward to our match," Katyusha said, "Nonna! to the front!"

With that the Pravda girls head off to their team.

"Remember Miho, lead your team your way," Maho told her, "Do your best."

"Good luck you guys," Kay said giving a thumbs up.

"Fight well Ooarai," Darjeeling encouraged.

Everybody split off with the opposing commanders going to rejoin their teams and the other visiting commanders going to find a good spot to watch the match.

"Alright girls, are you ready to roll on out?" Miho called out and they all cheered in confidence, "Good," climbing onto the Mark IV with Mako starting up the engines, "Panzer Vor!" she commanded and all tanks rolled forward.

\Pravda Team/

"Alright troops fall in!" Katyusha ordered and all her teammates stood in attendance, "We are gonna crush the enemy and raise victorious against Ooarai Academy, so suspect the unsuspect!"

"YES COMMANDER!" the Pravda girls shouted out in unison and then climbed into their tanks.

"To battle!" Katyusha roared and her tank lead the way.

\Else Where/

"Over here, this looks like a great spot to look over the match," Kay suggested.

Coming up on a hill the other tank commanders want to find a spot with a great view of the field.

"Yes, this looks like a great view to watch the match unfold," Darjeeling agreed.

And so the girls were about to bring out the chairs and tables, but out of the blue.

"HEY!" the girls jumped back hearing the voice of Daulton.

Looking over to the edge they all spotted Daulton sitting on the edge hanging his feet over.

"What are you doing here?" Anchovy demanded.

"I was here first, find your own spot," Daulton told them.

"No way!" Naomi snapped back.

"Now, now girls," Darjeeling calmed everyone down then looks over to Daulton, "You look like a reasonable man, Mr. Daulton," she started kneeling closer to him, "Can't you be a gentlemen and share this gorgeous view of the field?" she kindly asked with a bright and beautiful smile.

"Uh... well... alright," Daulton agreed with his face almost blushing with how close she was to him.

"Thank you, c'mon girls lets set up," Darjeeling then goes helping the others get comfortable.

"Jesus... what did I get into," Daulton asked rhetorical to himself.