April 7th, Sunday, 2195 A.D, 13:02 P.M.

Location: Antarctica.

Somewhere beneath the frigid ice continent, Anne Guerre, leader of the Phantom Task organization reads over the reports from Guard Member Kaori Mashiro and Defender Member Yuriko Kageyama on Kagoshima, Japan.

She analyzes the data of the unknown unit with mixed thoughts.

"Gundam..." She tested the word in her mouth. " ...Gundam..."

The woman's attention were then diverted when she receives a video call from someone back in her homeland in France.

She accepted the call and a handsome brunette man in his mid-twenties wearing a blue business suit appeared on the screen.

"Good to see you, Anne. How are you doing?" The man gives her a charming smile.

The woman stands straight and saluted him.

"Sir!"

The man chuckles in amusement. "At ease, Colonel. Now, I remember I asked you a question?"

The woman flushed and lowered her hand. "Yes, sir. I'm doing well at the moment. Thank you for asking."

The Phantom Task leader looks rather unsure of herself and seems to be out her depth as she answers him.

"Something seems to be bothering you, Anne. Mind sharing it with me?" The blue-suited man asked.

She shook her head. "Not at all, sir. Have you received the reports sent by Member Kaori and Member Yuriko?"

"Indeed I have." The man nodded. "Tell me, Anne. What interests you the most about this? The pilot or the unit? Personally for me, it's the former."

"Ichika Orimura, right?" Anne nods knowingly. "It's unthinkable that he became the pilot of that unit ever since his kidnapping 3 years ago. Member M of the Monochrome Avatar must be feeling quite angry with herself right now for letting him go."

The man says nothing as he patiently waits for her to finish.

"To answer your question, sir." Anne began. "I'm interested in his Gundam. With that kind of power in our hands, our goal will be much easier to achieve. Right now, I'm currently devising on a plan to capture both that unit and its pilot."

"Now, don't be too hasty, Anne." The man tells her gently. "Let's leave the boy to his own devices for now and let us see what we can learn from him before acting."

"But sir!" The woman protested. "Aren't you worried that he'll mess with our plan too much?"

"Worried?" The blue-suited man raised an inquisitive eyebrow. "As a matter of fact, Anne. No. I'm not worried. To win a war, no matter how deplorable it is, sacrifices has to be made, and a new plan has to be hatched to usher in a victory. Remember, there is no such thing as flawless win, everyone always loses one thing or another in their lives during a battle." The man's eyes turned sad after he said this.

"But-!"

"Anne." The man silenced her with a kind look.

"...Do you trusts me?" He asked.

The Phantom Task leader hesitated for a second before sighing in defeat.

"With my life, sir." She backed down.

The brunette man gives her a bright smile, one that she slowly returned.

"How is Marie and Charlotte doing by the way?" Anne asked him.

The man's smile turned into a fond one. "They're both fine. Charlotte are helping Marie prepare for the start of her school year in September."

"Has she now?" The woman remarked, amused. "Isn't it too early for that?"

"Yes, I told her to slow down, but Charlotte really wants Marie to be the best student in her school, even better than herself when she was her age. You should come visit and see how they are now." The man says with mirth in his eyes. "They are like twins, downright inseparable from each other."

The leader of the terrorist organization giggles. "I would very much like to see that, General Treize. I will think about visiting, but I can't make any promises. Right now, I'm very busy in making sure this organization doesn't fall apart."

"I understand, Anne. I hope to see you soon in September. I think Marie would've loved the fact that her auntie had come to visit her on her first day despite her tight schedule." Treize Dunois, the de facto leader of the Phantom Task, the heir to the Dunois company, and France's Major General says.

"Oh, you bet that I will be there for her." Anne smirks. "Don't want to miss dear little Marie's first day."

Treize chuckles. "In any case, Colonel. It's good to see you again after all these months. Good luck with your-"

The man was interrupted by a German Phantom Task member barging in through the door unannounced.

"Leader Anne! Ma'am! There's a problem! We lost contact with-!" His accented English voice was interrupted by his female superior.

"Can't you at least knock first before entering?! Operator Member Steiner?!" Anne barked angrily at the man.

The Phantom Task member flinched from her tone before seeing the brunette man on the wall screen.

He quickly saluted. "General Treize, sir!"

"At ease, soldier. Now, what sort of problem are we talking about to have put you in such a frazzled state, Member Steiner?" The true leader of the organization asked.

The man lowered his hand. "Sir! About approximately 15 minutes ago, we lost contact with Camp Omega-AF2, Camp Sigma-4S, Attacker group #743, and submarine-C5 at nearly the exact same time."

"WHAT?!" The leader of Phantom Task exclaimed as she widened her eyes.

Treize merely raised his eyebrows in surprise.

The member from Germany walked towards his female superior and took out four pictures from his pocket.

"Our comrades have managed to take these pictures before we lost them, ma'am." He gives them to the woman.

Anne snatched the pictures away from the man and inspects them.

The first one is rather gruesome, it's a picture of a black and white Gundam wielding a green-colored beam scythe slicing one of their IS pilot away in half.

The second one is about an orange-ish Gundam firing an absurd amounts of missiles from every part of its body.

The third one is the most gruesome pic yet. A white and gray Gundam were fighting in the middle of the desert with its two huge red-hot shotels. The sands were dyed red, and the body parts of their pilots and infantrymen were littered everywhere.

Anne switches to the last picture and saw a white and red Gundam burning a member into a blackened corpse.

She put her hand over her mouth in horror.

"There's five of them...?" The woman mutters to herself, shocked.

After a few seconds, the head of the terrorist organization throw the pictures down at the table and turned towards the German member.

"Steiner!" She barked.

The man straightened in attention. "Yes, ma'am!"

She glared at him intensely. "Send this information to all of our pilots in the world. The Gundams are not a foe to be taken lightly, and destroying or capturing one is now are one of the organization's highest priority!"

"Ma'am!" The Phantom Task member then ran out to do what he's told.

Anne put her hands on the table with her head down.

"...There's five of them..." She whispered again.

Behind her, Treize Dunois hummed quietly in thought.


April 8th, Monday, 2195 A.D, 03:56 A.M.

Location: Okinawa, Japan.

On Okinawa, Japan, one of the US military base situated there were currently under heavy assault by more than several members of the Phantom Task.

The conjoined army of both the USA and Japan were doing their best in pushing back their invaders but they were slowly being pushed back by the terrorist organization's customized ISes.

"The situation's aren't looking too hot, ma'am!" An American IS pilot yelled to her lead Sergeant as she fires her beam rifle at one of the enemy's IS. "We might not gonna get to see our reinforcements if we keep this up!" She continued worriedly.

"Urgh!" The Sergeant grunted as she was shot in the shoulder, causing some of her SP to drop by a couple digits.

"What's the current state of your shield, Private Morrowski?!" The Sergeant demanded as she continued firing.

"Lower than I would like to call comfortable, ma'am!" Morrowski answered.

"Then go! We'll cover you while you make your retreat!" The Sergeant yelled as she moved in front of her subordinate.

"Roger!" The Private dematerialized her rifle and boosted back to the base.

Up above, many IS were engaged in a massive dogfight with each other.

One Phantom Task pilot fires her beam machine pistols towards an American IS pilot.

The pilot were hit several times, ending her SP and causing her to be left defenseless to the array of weaponry around her.

The PT pilot wastes no more time in killing her opponent as she fire one last shot to the American pilot.

The beam hit her straight in the head and the now dead woman fell to the ground.

"NO! RACHEL!" Her buddy cried out behind her.

"Grrr..." She growled as she boosted forward to take her late friend's place and fires her weapons at the Phantom Task member.

"Haaah!" Back on the ground, a Japanese IS pilot let out a battle cry as she clashed swords with her enemy.

The two dueled each other vigorously, never letting the other to get the upper hand and vice-versa.

The Japanese pilot forgots to switch her comms from the open channel, and the poor woman could hear her comrades dying one by one in her ear during her fight.

"Ugh! My shield! Argh!"

"No-!"

"Shit, Hikawa!"

"Uwagh!"

"This is bad... NO-!"

The PT pilot mocks her foe as she dodges an attack and countered it with her own.

"C'mon on, give it up. Why do you keep trying? You know you are no match for me and my IS." She goaded.

The Japanese pilot glared at her. "You don't see me going down yet! Hyaah!" She swung her blades.

"Tch." The PT member tsked as she stepped to the side. "Fine, if you really wanted to die that much, then I shall honor your wish!."

With that, the two continued their duel.

Up in the air, the leader of the Attacker group smirks as she fires her beam sniper along with her two squadmate besides her.

"Hmph. This is too easy, their mass-produced IS are of no match for our customized IS. Maybe if they try mixing their models with IS from different countries then they would have a better chance against us. but no. That stupid treaty has to be in their way. Sucks to be them, huh?"

"You said it, captain." One of her squadmate nodded her head.

"Ye-captain Oki! On our left!" Her second squadmate warned.

Oki turned her head and saw a heavily armored IS charging towards them with a very high speed.

The woman dematerialize her sniper rifle and summoned a huge sword to protect herself from the huge IS' body tackle and the Attacker's leader use all of her thrusters to push the other pilot back to a still.

Oki barked out a command. "Rika! Tori! Triangle formation!"

"Roger/Roger!" Her two teammates fly towards them and shoot the bulky IS pilot from behind.

Oki fires her back missiles point blank at the big IS and the numerous explosions pushed her foe back a little.

The PT Attacker captain retreated and shoot out a shock dart at the enemy's IS, quickly disabling most of her capabilities and causing the bulky powered exoskeleton to seize up.

The three PT IS pilot took their time surrounding her to make a perfect triangle formation before pointing their weapons.

The huge IS' pilot could only move her head around during this.

"...Oh, crap." She says as she realized what's going to happen before her vision was filled with explosions.

The American pilot closed her eyes tightly and waited for the end to come.

When nothing happens, the pilot slowly opens her eyes again and saw the enemy's captain smirking at her while pointing her beam pistol.

She quickly checked her Shield Points and saw that it's on 0.

'Uh oh." The pilot thought in dread.

"Goodbye..." The PT Attacker leader bids in accented English as she slowly pressed her finger on the trigger.

Suddenly, a huge orange beam engulfed one of the leader's squadmate on her right from above, quickly vaporizing her and causing her IS to blow up in a fiery explosion.

The leader, her last teammate, and herself looked on in shock as they all stared at the beam.

The beam reached and struck the ground with quite some force, creating a massive explosion and attracting the attention of everyone down below.

The beam shrinks and dispersed completely.

Oki, Rika, and the bulky IS pilot all look up to see a human-sized, multi-colored drone diving down towards them.

The PT Attacker leader widened her eyes in recognition and fear as the familiar drone grew closer.

"That's..."

The drone shifted and transformed.

Oki quickly switches her comms to the open channel and yelled.

"IT'S A GUNDAM!"

BGM: Just Communication Instrumental.

Ichika aimed his Buster Rifle at his second target, the PT Attacker leader's last squadmate and fires.

The huge beam quickly engulfed her and the thing that happened last time repeats itself.

The winged Gundam flies down and stopped in front of the bulky IS' pilot and points his rifle at the PT Attacker leader.

"Are you alright?" Ichika asked the woman behind him in perfect English while never tearing his eyes away from his enemy in front.

His voice snapped her from her shock.

"M-My Shield Points are nonexistent, a-and I can't move my IS due to the shock dart that woman shot me with." She nervously explained to the young Gundam pilot.

"Don't be ridiculous." The male pilot chided, surprising her.

"H-Huh? What do you mean?" The American pilot questioned.

He explained dryly. "The shock dart's effect have already wear itself off a few seconds ago. You're just freezing up for no reason."

"H-Huh?" To her surprise, the woman tried to move her arm and find out that she indeed could.

"Hmph." Ichika scoffed and shot his Buster Rifle one more time and ruthlessly vaporized the Attacker's leader and causing her IS to explode.

The huge beam seems to stretch out for miles and miles on end before slowly dissipating.

The bulky IS' pilot looked on in shock as this happens.

The boy lowered his rifle and turned his head towards her.

"Go back to your base." He said as he dematerialize his main weapon and raised his left arm. "And tell your friends that you are returning so they can cover you."

His shield's top compartment opened up and he drew out his green-colored beam saber. The boy wasted no more time and dives down to the ground.

The teen's words angered the woman. Who was he to order her around like he was her superior?

The IS pilot opened her mouth.

"Don't tell me what to do!" She yelled at his quickly shrinking figure.

The Gundam cut down a PT member in a single swing and move on to his next victim and cuts her too.

Ichika boosted towards a group of PT pilots and bring his shield in front of him as they shot him.

They scattered away when they were within the male pilot's reach but one of them ran out of luck and gets cut in half after the Gundam did a barrel roll and gain an unexpected burst of speed.

The boy threw his beam saber at one of the pilot, piercing her right through her stomach and summoned his Drei Zwergs before shooting all the PT pilots that managed to get away from him.

At this point by now, Ichika have bring all of everyone's attention to himself.

Every member of the Phantom Task Attacker group has directed their focus on him, prioritizing the Gundam as more important than their primary objective.

The conjoined army of Japanese and American watches in awe as the single pilot decimates their enemies easily with his powerful weapons.

One of the American pilot looked at her superior officer with a conflicted expression.

"Uhh... should we... help him, ma'am?" The pilot asked, unsure.

Her superior shook her head.

"No, Private. I think we would just get in his way instead." The woman admitted hesitantly.

The military continued to watch as the Gundam obliterates their foes like they were nothing.

One of the higher ranked officer realized with the rate the pilot was going, he will not let any of them alive for questioning.

She activated her comms and put it in speaker mode before hailing him in Japanese.

"Ichika Orimura. Leave one of the Phantom Task pilot alive so we can interrogate her."

It doesn't took long for her to get a response from the male pilot.

"Negative." The Gundam pilot replied back in her native tongue, catching her and many others off guard.

"What?! What do you mean by that?!" The officer demanded indignantly.

"Each Phantom Task member have a miniature chip surgically implanted in their brains. These chips can fry their brains, killing them effectively and could be activated at will." The boy explained.

The officer along with everyone else was surprised to hear that information.

"How did you-"

"Later." Ichika cuts the line and returned his full focus to the PT pilots attacking him.

After reducing their numbers down significantly, the last remaining Phantom Task members tried to escape with their lives intact after realizing they cannot beat him, only to suffer fiery deaths like the rest of their dead comrades.

BGM: End.

All was silent now as the Gundam lowered his Drei Zwergs down and dematerialize them.

The colorful Mobile Suit turns his head towards the military group and looked at them with his intimidating green eyes.

They all tensed under his sight.

The winged Gundam began to walk towards them.

"...Orders, ma'am?" One of the IS pilot looked at her superior for guidance.

"...Stand down, Private." The woman quietly told her subordinate. "Remember the power of that unit. Do not antagonize him."

The Private nodded nervously as she was suddenly reminded of yesterday's news and looked back to the approaching unit.

Once the Gundam was close enough, he stopped himself and starts to speak.

"I would like have a talk with the one in charge of this base." He said.

The conjoined army looked at each other before turning towards a pilot who's IS a little different than the norm.

The pilot sighed and walked in front of the Gundam with a calm gait.

She looked up and met the unit's gaze with her own.

"I'm Colonel Jean Blake. The Commander of this base. First and foremost, I would like to thank you for your assistance in our time of need. Now, what can I do for you?" She keeps her face straight as she stares into the Gundam's intimidating green eyes.

The pilot stares right back. "I have a favor to ask of you. In exchange, I'll give you information regarding of what I know about Phantom Task."

The woman blinked in surprise before regaining her composure.

"...Alright. But I want your IS to stay right here. Don't want you to start any funny business while inside. If you cannot do that, then I'm afraid this talk is over." Her expression hardens as she stares at him.

"I have no problem with that order. However, if any of your soldiers tries to do anything with my Gundam, it will self-destruct, and the blast radius will be more than enough to level a couple city blocks with ease." The pilot revealed.

The women who overhears this all paled.

Jean frowned. 'To think such a weapon exists in the hands of a young boy who barely just enters his mid-adolescence. And Gundam? Is that the name of his IS?'

The Colonel nodded. "Alright. I'll make sure to put a warning sign on your... Gundam. Now then..."

She dematerialize her IS in a flash of light and land down on the ground before looking back at him. "Follow me."

Ichika puts his hands on his helmet and took it off his head.

Colonel Jean's breath hitched when she saw his face and expression.

'To think a kid nine years below me was able to kill those PT terrorists with such ease and without remorse...' The woman thought in confliction.

The boy secures his helmet in his left hand and open up his Gundam.

The male teen jumped down and landed on his feet without problems.

His unit closed itself behind him and the woman looked over his appearance.

Standing at over 5.7 feet tall and wearing a white hoodie with black lines over a green tank top and white jeans and running shoes, Ichika Orimura stares at the Colonel with a cold and intense expression. His black hair framing down his dark brown eyes.

The woman looked at him for a little longer before turning around and walked towards her base.

The boy followed after her.

The Colonel issued an order at her troops as she walks.

"Get moving, all of you! Anyone who touches that IS will receive a punishment beyond anything you've ever seen!" She yelled.

Her soldiers scrambles and did what they're told.


Ichika sat in front of the Colonel's desk and the woman seated herself across him before crossing her arms and legs.

"...Well?" She raised an eyebrow at him as she waits.

The raven-haired boy began.

"I would like to be enrolled in Japan's IS Academy. And I need your recommendation to do it." He reveals.

Jean paused as she processes his words.

Did she hear that right? Did the boy in front of her said that he needs her to enroll in an all-girls school?

Out of every favor the woman had expected to come out from the young teen's mouth, that was not one of them.

From what she has gathered so far, the boy doesn't seem like the perverted type. In fact, he's more like a veteran soldier who have seen and done shit that would've break an average person than a normal, hormonal, teenage boy.

The woman blinked. "That's it? Kid, you're joking, right?" She asked.

Much to her perplexion, he shook his head.

"No. You has to be." The woman shook her head in denial.

The boy opens his mouth. "I can assure you, Colonel. I am quite in fact; not joking." The teen told her with a dry tone.

The Colonel paused. Was her assessment of the boy wrong? Is he really like any other teenage boys in the world?

The base commander managed to find her voice again after a few seconds of silence.

"...Why?" She asked for his reason.

He answers. "I need a place where I can manage my Gundam with proper equipments."

"So you want to use the facility as a homebase to re-stock your IS' munitions and repairs it in case it gets badly damaged during your... crusade against the Phantom Task." The woman can accept that kind of reasoning and was also slightly relieved that she was correct in her assessment of the boy and that she wasn't dealing with a brat that only thinks with his dick.

However... something bothers her about all of this. Why would he choose to reside in a place where he and his IS could be monitored closely by the government?

She narrows her eyes at him. "Alright, kid. Spill it. What's your true reasoning in wanting to go there? I doubt you even need that facility to take care of that highly powerful IS of yours outside this base."

Ichika narrowed his eyes back at her.

'Looks like she's caught on.' Theboy thinks. 'Obviously. This was such a bad mission. What were you thinking, Tabane? Is this your only solution because I've revealed my face? No. You're better than that.'

"Nothing to add, huh?" The Colonel impatiently tapped her fingers.

She opens her mouth. "You have 5 seconds to explain yourself before I call in my soldiers to seize you. Five."

The boy closes his eyes.

"Four."

'Looks like I'm trapped. Either I tell her or I keep quiet and fought my way out of here and become a fugitive.' The ravenette thought.

"Three."

'...It seems that I will have to tell her. But I'm not going to reveal everything. I'm sure she can piece it on her own. Tch. Tabane, do you even try at all?'

"Two."

Ichika opens his eyes and looked a her.

"...It was a mission." He admitted.

Jean stops counting and raised an inquisitive eyebrow.

"A mission? From whom?"

"My employer." The boy tells her.

"And who is your employer?" She pressed.

"That's classified."

The woman gave him a dirty look.

"...Fine, then." She uncrossed her arms and legs before leaning forward. "What is your mission?"

"To enroll in Japan's IS Academy and use its facilities as a temporary base of operation." He repeated.

"Alright." The Colonel sighs exasperatedly and crossed her arms and legs again.

"Why were you given a mission to stay in a place where you, an unknown first male IS pilot with an unidentified unit, can be watched by the government?" She questioned in confusion.

"I have the same thoughts as you are having right now when I first read the details, Colonel." Ichika says, nonplussed. "I don't know what my employer were thinking, they are always been a tough person to get a read on. Even for me."

"Hmm..." The woman doesn't know how to take this as she leaned back into her chair.

"Have you tried asking them directly?" She asked.

"I am given a strict order to not contact them until my main mission is over." The boy replied.

Jean frowned as she mulled over his favor.

If she did grants his request, she will be given an info regarding the mysterious Phantom Task organization that have been terrorizing the world since the beginning of their appearance three years ago. However, not only that. If she did, she could be endangering the lives and the normalcy of the students who tries to study there by sending this unknown and dangerous pilot to them. If that were to happen, she will be held accountable as the one who recommended him there.

If she didn't grants his request, however. She'll gain nothing, and there will be no repercussion or risk of being involved in students endangerment. She could move on with her life, and the boy will go back on doing his thing against the organization on his own, but the higher ups will definitely chew her out for refusing such good deal and throwing out valuable information and powerful asset out the window.

'Hold that thought.' The Colonel thinks as she remembers something.

'...Didn't his sister works at the Academy? Yeah, I remembered it in the news a month ago that she will be working there as one of its faculty. If this boy were indeed planning on something dangerous, then his sister will be there for him to stop him. I cannot see anyone else more suited to the task other than his sibling, Chifuyu Orimura herself.'

Colonel Jean looks at him in the eyes.

"Answer me these questions first, Mr. Orimura, then I'll secure in your favor." She began.

"What are your main mission?"

"To destroy the existence of the Phantom Task organization." The boy answered easily.

She nodded in satisfaction. "What about your IS outside? Did your employer make that?"

"First of all, let me clarify something. It's not an IS. It's a Mobile Suit." Ichika said. "And yes, they did." He answered shortly after.

The woman blinked. "Mobile Suit?"

The raven-haired teen nodded and didn't say anything else.

"...I guess that explained the reason why you can pilot that unit." She mused.

That makes sense. Only people with high estrogen levels can operates the IS. Tabane Shinonono made that design purposefully, after all. And speaking of the thought-to-be-dead inventor, could it be that she's still alive all this time and was the one who built that winged IS-no. Mobile Suit? That would have explained why that thing's armaments is so god-damned powerful. And more importantly...

"...One last question." Jean stares at him. "Tabane Shinonono. Is she your employer?"

Ichika didn't deny nor say anything to that.

"I see." The woman said.

The room was silent for a couple seconds before the Colonel sighed deeply.

"Very well. I'll see what I can do regarding your enrollment. Now, I believe it's your turn, Mr. Orimura. What do you know about Phantom Task?" She questioned as she looks at him with rapt attention.

Ichika begins. "Firstly, I would like to know how much knowledge you have about them."

"Other than the general consensus that they're an unknown organization who appeared three years ago and seems hellbent to cause havoc on the world with our latest super-weapon? Nothing." The woman answers.

The boy nodded and crossed his arms.

" ...For the past year, I've infiltrated and destroyed several of their hidden base of operations all across Japan and dig up some information." He took a deep breath.

"Phantom Task has four primary division group. The first one is the Attacker group. They are the main driving force of the whole organization. They're the ones who carry out attacks across the countries planned by their leader from their main HQ and led by one commander. They're also the ones who attacked this base just a few minutes prior. Each member were highly-trained in nearly all sorts of combat, has a sense of camaraderie with each other, and is given Mass-Produced IS from many different countries. However, given that they're a terrorist organization, they have free range of mix-matching their IS with weapons and special functions from IS made by different countries. Combine this with their piloting skills and teamwork, all of them is almost as dangerous as someone who uses an original IS."

The Colonel mulled over his explanation.

She was both impressed and worried over the fact that this fifteen year old boy, had managed to perform many successful infiltrate and destroy missions at the age of fourteen on hostile territories.

On the other hand, his information does explains a lot about their highly coordinated attacks on the world and why the militaries and law reinforcements are having so much trouble with them.

The woman didn't say anything and let the boy continue.

"Second, is the Defender group. As the name implies, they're the ones in charge of guarding important places such as the secret IS exportation/importation docks I destroyed yesterday."

The Colonel was uncomfortably reminded of the power of that unit. If the boy wants to, he could also turn this base into nothing more than a huge crater on the earth and was suddenly grateful that he was on their side.

"Thirdly, is the Poser group. They are a group consisting of many normal men and women trained to perform every mundane skills. These group are a master of deception, their job are to make sure the Phantom Task stays inconspicuous and behind the scenes as much as possible as well as the general provider for the organization. They're the ones who make the first move when taking over a business. First, they research and observe the history and mannerisms of the people who works there, and later kills them. After that, they send in candidates of similar look, age, height, blood, and skills to replace them, perfectly mimicking the victims they've killed. These group are the most tricky to spot, and can only be found out through a DNA test."

This alarms the Colonel greatly. The Phantom Task has a group like that in their midst?

This time, the woman couldn't help but ask.

"Mr. Orimura, do you think these Posers could be within one of ours?" She questioned worriedly.

Ichika looked thoughtful. "Unlikely. If that were the case, all of you wouldn't have last long enough for me to come to your aid when the Attacker group came."

She sighed in relief.

"But, there could be a couple within other military bases like this one." The boy continued.

The woman pales as she considers the possibilities. She had to get this info out once this is over.

"Like I said, these group are a master of deception. They could be anyone, anywhere, and everywhere, hidden amongst us." Ichika said seriously.

She took his words into account.

"The last one are the Special group. Their numbers are small, but they're consisted of highly-skilled and trusted individuals that pilots the stolen original IS made by Tabane Shinonono. They are usually the ones who conducts several high profile missions that benefits the organization as a whole, and they are free to assist the Attacker or Defender group should they choose to."

Jean pursed her lips in a thin line.

'So only these Specials can pilot the stolen original IS, huh? That makes sense.' The base Commander thought.

"Unfortunately, information regarding who these Specials are were tightly locked by several passwords I believe only the leader may know about."

The woman opened her mouth and ask. "What about the leader? Or their main base? Did you find anything about them?"

"Sadly..." The raven-haired boy shook his head. "No. The PT database didn't put anything regarding them, and each member are very careful to not say anything more other than 'Leader' or 'HQ'."

"I see..." She nodded in understanding.

"...Back at the battle, you said that Phantom Task members have some sort of chip planted in them. Care to elaborate on that?" The Colonel ask.

Ichika nodded. "A year ago, I'd captured a PT pilot for an interrogation. When I asked my first question, the pilot laughed and taunted me before saying the word, 'Epyon'. The pilot then convulses before dying quickly. After that, I transferred the body to my employer for autopsy, and that's how the knowledge of the chip came to be. My employer then reverse-engineered the chip and analyzed it to find out how it works."

She looks at him attentively.

The teen explained. "The chip activates when the recipient say the word 'Epyon'. Once the word has been said, the chip will let out powerful electric current to the brain, frying them and resulting in a quick death. The chip has a built in voice recognition, so it can only be activated by its recipient and no one else. If someone not having a chip were to say the trigger word, nothing would happen to them. Attempting to remove the chip before it starts is unwise as it will automatically activates and kills its recipient. Any sort of tampering on deactivating it will end in the same results."

The woman stared at him.

"...Is there anything else you'd like to share?" She asked.

Ichika shook his head.

The Colonel sighed deeply as she leaned back into her seat.

"Mr. Orimura, you are free to go now. Head towards the IS Academy, I will inform the principal there of your coming." The woman says.

The teen nodded and stands up.

The door were then opened by one of the stationed IS pilot, catching both of their attention.

"Ma'am, our reinforcement have arrived. 2nd Lieutenant Mary Alexander would like to speak with you along with the pilot of the unknown unit." She informed as she looked at the teen and back to the Colonel.

Jean glanced at the boy before replying.

"Send her in." She says.

The woman nodded and stepped aside. A redheaded IS pilot walked in and the former close back the door behind her.

The red-haired pilot glanced at Ichika who gave her a neutral expression as she approached the Colonel's desk before looking at her superior officer.

She saluted.

"Colonel. I'm pleased to know that you and this base are okay." The pilot says.

"Yes." Jean nodded curtly at her. "And it all thanks to Mr. Orimura here,"

She gestured to the boy and the 2nd Lieutenant looked back at him.

"Without his assistance, me, my soldiers, and this base wouldn't have been standing to greet you properly."

"I see." The redhead says as she turned to face the teen.

"Mr. Orimura, I thank you for the aid you give them and to this base." She nods gratefully.

"It was of no problem." The Gundam pilot spoke in her language, surprising her because of how good it was.

Jean spoke up. "I take it, Lieutenant. You wanted to know about his unit outside?"

"Yes! that is right, ma'am!" Mary straightened up as she looks at the Colonel before turning and narrowing her eyes at the boy.

Ichika unflinchingly stares back.

"You know everyone's been looking for you because of the stunt you've pulled on that docks, right kid?" She said.

"I'm aware." He replied as he crossed his arms. "Besides, I was told to destroy that place. That docks is where Phantom Task received and send out their IS to different countries, after all."

"But to that extent? Kid, we cannot let you go scot free after that." The redhead says.

"Alright, calm down, you two." The Colonel interjected before anything could happen between them. The base Commander turned to the redhead.

"Lieutenant. Mr. Orimura here had just gave me valuable information regarding the Phantom Task. He's on our side. You can trust him." She says.

"Really?" Mary blinked as she looked at her superior.

Jean nodded. "He wanted to enroll as a student in Japan's IS Academy and needs my recommendation to do so. In exchange, he'll share everything he knows about the terrorist organization."

"Wait..." The redhead scrunched her forehead at that. "Aren't IS Academies only accepts girls for students?" She questioned.

"That's why he needs my recommendation. Despite being a boy, Mr. Orimura here can pilot a unit similar to an IS. It only makes sense as to why he wanted to go there." The Colonel explains.

"Similar unit?" The Lieutenant blinked. "You mean that thing standing outside is not an IS?" She asked.

"He calls it a Mobile Suit." The woman nodded. "It was made by his employer who wants nothing but the complete and utter destruction of the Phantom Task."

"Oh, I see..." The redhead started to see what's going on and looked back at the teen.

"You wanted to use the academy as a sort of homebase." She realized.

"It wasn't my idea." Ichika revealed as he shook his head.

"Huh?"

"Originally, my employer wants me to fight the PT as a third party, but it looks like they changed their mind."

"It's because you were found out, am I right?"

The boy said nothing.

"Can I ask who's this employer is...?"

"No."

"Oh, come on. Why the secrecy?"

"My employer would like to stay anonymous until I complete my mission. Once everything blows over, they'll reveal themselves eventually."

"As much as I like seeing you two get along with each other," Colonel Jean spoke as she looked at the teen.

"...Mr. Orimura, I believe you have somewhere to go?"

Ichika nodded and excused himself before heading towards the door and walked out.


Somewhere on a random American harbor, a teenage boy are watching the news through his phone as he sat near the edge.

The boy wears a black furred jacket over a red turtleneck, black pants, and shoes.

The boy's long brown hair has been styled into a low ponytail with couple of bangs framing down his cobalt blue eyes.


"Ichika Orimura, the male pilot of the unknown IS that destroyed one of the trading docks in Kagoshima, have been announced to join Japan's IS Academy shortly after aiding a US military base stationed in Okinawa from an attack from the notorious terrorist organization, Phantom Task." The newscaster reported.

"Recommended by colonel Jean Blake, Ichika Orimura enrolled himself to the school that teaches young women how to pilot the latest super-weapon, Infinite Stratos, making him the only male student to ever study in one ever since their creation 4 years ago."


The boy spoke. "Surrounded by so many girls his age... man, that is so lucky! I wish that was me..."

He sighed enviously before turning off his phone and pocketed it back inside his jacket.

The boy puts his hands down on the ground and leaned back as he gazed at the sunset.

Suddenly, an idea formed inside the teenager's head

"Wait, I know!" He perked up.

"Why don't I go and visit him there? I'm curious about this guy, too. Sexy bunny lady didn't tell me that she also made other similiar units like mine to other guys."

The boy stood up to full height of 5.7 and ran to somewhere secluded.

"It's not like meeting one another is forbidden, right? Seeing as she didn't informed us about each other." He grinned and stops behind a stack of boxes upon boxes.

The boy scoops out a hooded skull necklace with a scythe around it from his turtleneck and closed his eyes before placing it on his temple.

'Come out, Deathscythe. Partner!' The teen thought and a bright flash engulfed him.

Once it's gone, Gundam Deathscythe stood on where the boy was and his eyes glows menacingly.

"Heh, heh. Japan, prepare yourself, because you're about to meet the Grim Reaper, Max Tucker!" The pilot inside grinned.

The black and white Gundam then let out a pair of wings similar to the Wing Gundam albeit slightly more smaller before dissapearing without a trace.


Inside one of France's zoo, a boy in his teens standing over at 5.9 watched the elephants in front of him as they lived out their lives as best as they can, even if they were stuck within an enclosure.

'When you're the bigger animal, predators think twice when seeing you, and flee when they know they can't hunt you. If only that applied for the humans, too.' The boy thought before walking away.

The teen's appearance consisted of a brown beret, brown leather coat over a navy buttoned shirt, long white pants, and black shoes. He has brown-colored hair that is swept down to the right, nearly covering his right eye that was colored green.

As he walks, he saw something that catches his attention.

A child leaning against a wall. Alone.

People passing by were giving her a strange and concerned look but none make an attempt to approach her.

The teen wordlessly walked towards the girl.

"Hey, what's wrong?" He asked as he looked down at the child.

The little girl raise her head up at him with wide innocent brown eyes.

"...I got separated from my mommy and daddy..." She explains to him meekly.

The teen looked thoughtful.

"Where were you all heading to exactly before you lost them? And how long have you been here?" He asked.

"We were going to see a penguin! And... and... I've been here for... I don't know..." The child answers lowly.

"Your parents must have already noticed that you were missing. I'm sure that they are looking around for you right now. I'll stay here with you until then." The brown-haired boy leaned his back against the wall beside the girl and crossed his arms.

"What's your name?" He asked her.

"My name is Lucy Une. What's yours, mister?" The girl stared at him curiously.

"I'm Troy. Troy Luneth." The brown-haired teen answered calmly.

"...So what brings you and your parents here to the zoo? Wait, it's your birthday, I take it?" He assumed.

Lucy widened her eyes and gasped in surprise. "How do you know?!"

Troy let out a small smile. "A lucky guess."

"Mister, are you some kind of magician?" She curiously asked.

The boy chuckled. "I wish, but no. I'm just an ordinary guy." He answered.

"Oh! My turn, mister! What brings you here?" The girl pestered.

"I just came here to see the animals like everyone else and ponder."

"Ponder?" The girl tilts her head innocently.

"...What are you pondering about, mister?" She asks curiously.

"Ah, you know... life..." Troy replied.

The little girl scrunched her face.

"You sound like my grandpa." The girl says.

The boy small laughs lightly.

"You'll get it when you're older." He told her gently.

"Now you definitely sounds like grandpa." Lucy nodded to herself.

Troy chuckles again.

They stood there for a minute before the girl starts speaking again.

"So... what's your favorite animal, mister? My favorite animal are peacocks! I loved it when they do their feather thingy." She excitedly says as she looks at him.

Troy smiled. "My favorite animal are wolves. Out of every animals in the world, I feel like their kind resonates with me the most."

Lucy blinks. "Wolves? Wait..." The girl remembers something.

She eyes him funny. "Is it because of your last name, mister? I hear that wolves often howl at the moon or something like that."

The boy chuckled in amusement. "You can say that." He replied.

"Heh-heh. You're funny, mister." The girl gave him a wide grin.

"Thanks. I try to be." Troy smiles at her

"...So... I got a dog named Lala back home..." The girl starts.

The two continued to chat together. The little girl sometimes asks the teen questions about his life and he answered those as best as he could.

Eventually, their attention were caught by a yell filled with happiness and relief.

"LUCY!"

Troy and the girl turned their heads to the voice and saw a woman in her late twenties with brown hair running towards them. A man also follows suit.

"Mommy! Daddy!" Lucy cried in happiness and runs at the woman with her arms spread.

The boy watched the reunion with a soft smile as both mother and daughter hugged each other.

"Oh, thank goodness you're safe." The woman says to her child.

"Are you alright, Lucy?" The man, most likely her father asked her in concern.

The girl nodded and let go.