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Chapter 4: Premonition

A girl with raven-black hair dropped down from what was left of her AC, black ruin layered with ash. The air surrounding the huge mech was filled with smoke. Sara was furious, not because she had lost her first match but because her AC was completely destroyed. She turned around to face the dark blue AC known as Omen. Its pilot was sliding down from a rope that was extended from the cockpit. Sara, made haste to the other side of the garage.

As the pilot of the ominous blue AC let go of the rope he noticed that a girl with raven-black hair down to her shoulders was stomping in rage towards him. Oh! Great, if it's not one thing its another, he thought to himself. The male pilot known as Windbreaker quickly found himself staring into the eye of an enraged female. Oh fuck! The lovelier they are the more scary they can get...

"What the hell did you do that for!" she yelled in his face. Wow, he's cute! this thought seemed to cross her mind but her AC was more important at the moment.

Although the sight of women getting angry scared Windbreaker the most he pertained an emotionless face. "Did what?"

"You completely destroyed my AC!"

"Oh, well excuse me. I believe that was the purpose of the Arena."

"Yeah, well...you didn't have to go and completely demolish it! Do you know how much that AC cost!"

"Yes, I'm well aware of how much an AC costs. Your not the only one here with an AC eh?"

"Uhhh...ummmm...that's not the point! The point is I have to pay for this."

Oh yeah, I remember her, she's that girl that I met in the hallway, he had just realized. "Your new around here aren't you?"

Sara nodded, "So? Whats your point?"

"So that means you don't know that AC ammunition and repairs in the Arena are payed by the Ark itself?"

"Ahhhh...ummmm..." Sara felt a bit embarassed after the outburst she just had, especially when it showed everyone that she was new. "I-I'm terribly sorry for my abrupt behaviour, it won't happen again."

"Its fine, I'm quite used to it by now," Windbreaker said in his emotionless voice. He turned around to his AC when Sara started talking to him again.

"Ummmm...excuse me but, what is your name? I like to know the names of my opponents."

"...Its Windbreaker..." he said plainly.

"Oh! Nice to meet you Windbreaker, my name is Sara Landfield!" she said smiling.

I didn't even ask for your name...Windbreaker thought.

"Well, I'll be...off now!" She waved and turned around with a face as flushed as an apple. That was so not good, now everybody nows I'm new!

"...Whatever..." he said to himself.

"Haha! She reminds me of someone!" Windbreaker turned around to see a man with black hair that fell to his shoulders standing in the doorway. Windbreaker raised an eyebrow.

"Evangel..."

"Ahhhhh...for the last time its Vanguard, why do people still call me that!" Vanguard complained.

"Its because everyone that you know, knows who you really are...have you ever thought of keeping a low profile?"

"For what?"

"Jack-O suspects something about "Vanguard"...and that isn't too good based on your history with him."

"Yeah, well...you know better than anyone else that I can't keep a low profile."

"And your AC just screams "Oracle" in the face of everybody."

"No it does not, its completely different than my AC, Oracle...except for the paint job."

"Whatever, did you come all the way just to say that?"

"No, I came to talk to you about that girl. Sara was it?"

Windbreaker nodded.

"Did you notice her piloting tactics?"

"Yes, they were the same as...Genobee's"

"Yeah, but also, I noticed a similarity between her appearance, AC design and that of a specific Crest pilot. Do you know who I am thinking?"

Windbreaker tried to pictured Sara's face and took a look at her AC. "…Agraya…" He had seen a profile of the pilot with her picture before he had been sent on a mission to assassinate her.

"Do you think there is a connection between Sara, Genobee and Agraya?"

"…possibly…but I don't want to get myself into trouble. I've got more problems on my own account right now."

"Hehe.."

"What?"

"Speaking of trouble, here comes a handful right now." A grin crossed Vanguard's face.

"Wha-!" Windbreaker was about to ask but soon got his answer.

"Windy!" an abrupt feminine voice could be heard.

Oh, you've gotta be fuckin with me! As his thoughts progressed a figure lunged at him, crushing his very well being, literally. My…ribs….ack….pain!

"Long time no see Windy!" the female who clung to him said.

"Let go…of me!" Windbreaker gasped.

"Okay, I think I'll leave you two alone, I've got some work to be done." Vanguard said as he turned around dashing for the door.

"Wait...help!" struggling to break free of the female that clung to him.

"Hey! Windy, I have a favour to ask of you!" said the female, as Windbreaker was still struggling. He finally gave up after a series of miserably failed attempts and sighed.

"What the hell is it this time Principal?" he looked dully at the female. Principal had blonde hair and light blue eyes. She wore a simple white jumpsuit, the standard for Ravens, although most Ravens tend not to take heed of this and wear casual clothes even in battle. She flirted with every male Raven but seems to give Windbreaker the hardest time.

"Well, I've just accepted a mission and I need a consort!" The young Raven smiled.

"What in your little mind makes you think I would do this?" He asked with an eyebrow raised.

"Well, it's a high pay mission, I'll split it with you! Come on Windy, it would be so nice and fun…and we could be alone."

The thought sent shivers down his spine. This girl who seemed all lovely and innocent, was in fact downright annoying. "I'm not going and that's final."