I looked around the classroom as the lesson went on. I looked at the teacher. Then I realized that she looked a lot like Nepgear. I went along with it. The boy next to me had been messing with the teacher all period, harassing her constantly. I was annoying stuff, like him shouting stuff like, "You get paid by your boyfriend to dress up as a whore?" The supervisor asked my teacher if she wanted him removed, but the teacher kept saying no, no matter how bad the insults were. Near the end of the period, she looked like she was going to cry. Suddenly, she walked over to me. Leaning in my ear, she whispered, "Hit him." I grabbed one of the computer monitors, unplugged it, and slammed it into the guy's face. The guy fell on the floor and spit blood onto it. The room went dead quiet for a second. Then the guy's friends moved in on me. The world went black for a minute. When I regained control of myself, I saw the result of my wrath. One of the boys was crumpled on the ground, his arm twisted behind him, obviously broken. Another was clutching his face. Their computer screen was shattered. There was blood everywhere, and the teacher looked like she was about to faint. I was hustled out of the room by one of the supervisors, and I got suspended for fighting. I had a council with the person who funded the school, and it was the first time that I ever saw Purple Heart face-to face. She frowned. "You don't remember anything?" I nodded. "Just like I said. Everything just went black for a minute, and I felt like I lost control of myself." Purple Heart sighed. "Then I will label the incident as accidental. Don't worry. There will not be a court hearing, but I can't do anything about your suspension. I expect to see you next week wearing your best smile." I nodded as I got up to leave. "Thanks, Purple Heart." I shut the door to leave. As I did, I heard Stacey's voice. "Feeling sentimental?" I turned to see her holding a gun. She pressed it against my skull and pulled the trigger .The gunshot rang through my brain.
I jolted upright in the bed, waking up in a cold sweat. I had just relived a memory from my 8th year at the academy. Minus the part about Stacey shooting me in the head. I felt someone lay a hand on my shoulder. I heard Nepgear. "Bad dream?" she asked. I looked at her and nodded. "Were you the guest teacher that stayed at the academy for a month during my 8th year?" Nepgear smiled. "Correct. I was one of the people that prevented you from getting expelled." I nodded. "Yeah." I looked towards the other bed. Compa was lying in it. IF was sleeping in the recliner next to the bed. "Are Compa and IF childhood friends?" Nepgear gave a smug expression. "You learn quick." At that moment, I heard a soft whirring noise as Compa raised the back of the bed. IF seemed to stir, and she slowly opened her eyes. "Compa? Something wrong?" she asked. Compa smiled softly. "Lights." she said. The lights turned on, and I had to blink a few times to get used to the light again. Compa looked a lot better than last night. The color had returned to her face, and she looked a lot more comfortable. She seemed to notice that I was awake, and she smiled softly. "Red came to see you last night." I nodded. "Oh, really?" Compa nodded. "Yep. She was worried about you. In fact, she's sleeping in the chair next to you." I looked over. There sat Red, and she was very awake. As soon as I saw her, she pounced onto my stomach, knocking the air out of me. "So, how are you feeling, husband?" I was in disbelief. "H-h-h-husband?!" I got up, knocking Red off the bed. She landed on her feet, looking pretty smug. I slowly walked out of the room, wanting to talk to Histoire. As I stepped out into the hall, I fell flat on my ass. There was a girl on my stomach, looking up at me. I was pretty glad that she didn't end up scratching me with those cat gloves! I got up, annoyed "You really shouldn't tackle people, you know." I scolded. "Are you alright?" She grinned at me. I felt something snake around my ankle. Red's dragon had wrapped around my leg. Then I felt Red press herself up against me. The girl in the bee costume slammed herself up against me as well. "Play with us!" she begged. I sighed. This was going to be a long day.
By the time they were done, I was sore all over. Their idea of "playtime" was dueling until only one person remained. Obviously, it got a little too intense and Histoire had to send out Neptune to break it up. Then I got a 5 minute meeting with Histoire about since we were at war, I needed to quit fooling around and get serious. I agreed with her, and I began to organize a recon mission to intercept a fleet of ships from the Red Nation, which included a dreadnaught, that was on it's way to Lastation in an attempt to take down Black Heart. The only way to save Lastation was to stop a recon mission that would transport a stolen armored train into the city in an attempt to blow up Noire's latest project- a huge Siege Dreadnought that was being constructed to assault the Red outposts that were beginning to pop up around the mountain that was in the middle of Gamindustri. If I somehow intercepted the train, the Red Fleet would be vulnerable to a counterattack by the Black Army. I quickly briefed my crew on the mission. "The plan is to stop the train. If we fail to stop it before it reaches the bridge, I can still stop the train. I have a secret plan." Falcom nodded. "That sounds good." Red grinned. "I expect nothing less from my husband." I ignored Red. "Noire only knows about the incoming invasion." I continued. "Uni will be here soon. She will serve as our sniper." As soon as I said that. I heard the door open. There stood Uni. It was obvious that Noire had been conscious of how professional the meeting was, as Uni's hair looked very clean and straight. Uni sat down next to IF. I immediately looked at Uni. "You heard about the mission from your Oracle, correct?" Uni nodded. I grinned. "Good. We will be heading out shortly." I checked my gauntlet. A message on the screen read, The Skycastle is ready to deploy when you are. -Gamindustri Shipping Co. I grinned. "As in right now." I corrected. Uni got up, grinning. We all made it to the vehicles.
After ten minutes we were on the Skycastle and airborne. Uni seemed to check the radar a lot. Then she pointed to the screen. "What are those red dots?" IF looked at them. "Those appear to be MIGs." Falcom groaned. "Christ, they took off from one of the red outposts! Those are enemy fighters!" I looked at Uni. "Notify the nearby Lowee squadron." I pointed to a mound of white dots. "Tell them that we need backup as soon as possible." IF radioed to the fighters. "We are under attack by the reds. Requesting assistance!" Soon, I heard Blanc over the radio. "Copy that. A squadron is on it's way to your location now." Uni transformed and climbed up to the roof of the plane. I soon heard energy blasts as Uni unleashed hell upon the enemy forces. I saw a minigun. Picking it up, I climbed up to the roof. I felt warmth as the Black Sister stood back-to-back with me. "Let's do this." she said. Immediately I began firing upon the red fighters. Uni switched gun modes and she began to fire lasers rapidly at approaching red fighters. They began to disperse as many of them burst into flame. Another flew straight towards me. It suddenly burst into flame as a white fighter jet zipped past. It looked like the space variant of the F-35 Lightning II. As the enemy forces disintegrated, we were free to go on our way. Suddenly, I heard glass shatter, then, seconds later, the plane began to nosedive. I heard White Heart's panicked voice. "H-hey! What's wrong?!" IF made it to the cockpit, tossing the pilot to the floor. She managed to level the plane, barely avoiding a crash. I looked at the pilot, turning him over. Broccoli covered her mouth, gagging, her body lurching with each one. Uni opened one of the exits, and Broccoli threw up. The pilot had been instantly killed by machine gun fire. "Whelp, Harold's dead." I sighed. "Let's ditch him for now." Strapping the body into a parachute, I pulled the string as I threw the body out the exit hatch. Falcom watched the body float away. JonTron shrugged. "What can I say? Circle of life, circle of death, eh?" I nodded. "We are free to continue towards the checkpoint."
