-0620 HRS. Room 1027-Alex's room, Day 16.-
Alex looks at the reflection on the mirror as he puts on his body armor. As he prepares for the day, a knock on the door was heard.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm coming." Alex said as he walks to the door. He opens it to see Charlotte.
"Oh hey… Good morning. Can I help you?" Alex stammered as he sees Charlotte at his doorway.
"I-I think I came in at a wrong time." Charlotte stammered as she saw Alex's in his undershirt and vest.
"What? Oh God… Charlotte, turn around!" Alex exclaimed as he realized his shirt wasn't on. Charlotte closes the door and turned around quickly. Alex rushed back to his closet and puts on his uniform. A few minutes later, Alex returns to the doorway in full uniform.
"All right, Charlotte. You can come in." Alex said as his voice muffles through the door. Charlotte slowly enters in his room.
"Still in police uniform? I thought Orimura-sensei took care of your IS uniform a couple of weeks ago." Charlotte said as she notices that Alex was still in police uniform.
"Well, with the stuff that happened in a couple of days, I'm pretty sure they're focused on it. Cut them some slack." Alex said.
"I guess you're right." Charlotte sighed. She looked at his table to see a thin stack of papers and books, a police scanner, and gun and duty belt.
Alex approached the table to get his equipment. As he puts on his belt and loads his piece, Charlotte backs away and sits down on his bed. She looks at Alex as he organizes the things on his table.
"Something on your mind, Charlotte?" He asked.
"Hm? Oh, right. Have you been into trouble lately?" Charlotte asked.
Alex paused for a moment and turns his sights at her. "What gave you that idea?" He asked.
"I heard some gunshots a few days ago. Since then, I've seen you walking around so tense. It's been almost four days." She answered.
"Oh… You've heard that scrap, huh?"
Charlotte nodded. "Did you have anything to do with it?" She asks.
"Remember that purple IS that we encountered back at the festival?" Alex asked back.
"What about it?"
"I have a big hunch the pilot's really got a huge bone to pick with Ichika. He was attacked that night. It was a good thing Laura and I were there. Otherwise, all hell breaks loose." Alex answered. "Charlotte, can't the guy stay out of trouble?" He asked.
Charlotte sighed. "Sometimes he gets into trouble, sometimes it's the other way around. Don't even ask me how dense he is." She covers her mouth as Ichika's density slipped from her tongue.
"Dense in what way?"
"So dense that he can't even notice a girl's feelings! Everyone's got a crush on Ichika—even ME!" She groaned.
Alex's eyes widened. "My God… Ichika's got a fucking harem and didn't even notice." He thought. "Look. Ichika aside, I don't want any of you to worry." He assures Charlotte.
"I don't know if I can." Charlotte said as her mood soured. "How can we be sure that it'll be all right? Those people are still on the loose!" She exclaimed.
Alex sighed. "I'm doing everything I can to track them down. The last thing I want to see is everyone worrying about another attack."
As the two talk to each other, another set of knocks at his door was heard as they approached the doorway.
"Oh, Yamada-sensei. What can I do for you?" He asked as he opens the door.
"I want to check up on your dorm, and I have something for you." Maya said, blushing a little.
"Oh, all right… but… Yamada-sensei, my birthday's not until for a few months." Alex said, making a small smile.
"Oh, no no no! It's not a birthday gift!" Maya chuckled nervously.
"I'm just messing with you." Alex said. Maya handed him an envelope. "Oh… It's from the department…" Alex said. He opened the envelope to look at a document. As he read its content, his smile faded into a serious look on his face.
"Alex?" Charlotte's worried tone was obvious in her voice as she calls his attention.
He looked at Maya, with a concerned look on her face. "Sensei, is Chifuyu at the classroom?" Alex asked.
"Y-yes… She's on the way right now. Why? Is there something wrong?" Maya asked.
"I just need you and Chifuyu for this. Let's go to the classroom. The sooner, the better." Alex said as he prepares himself.
"I see. Let's go then." Maya nodded and the three left.
-0720 HRS. Room 1-1-
Alex and Maya enter in the room with the serious look on their faces. As expected, Chifuyu was already there lecturing before she was interrupted.
"Fields, Dunois! You're late! You two better have a good excuse!" Chifuyu reprimanded.
Alex pulled the document from the envelope. "I have one, and I need you and Yamada-sensei to sign." He said as he hands the document to Chifuyu. "Charlotte Dunois was with me at the time the document was received." He added.
She reads its content and was surprised by it. "Transfer orders? You're needed back in Los Angeles?" She asked, making everyone's eyes turn to the two. Reactions from the students were heard.
"What? Is this for real?"
"Is Alex going home?"
"We're never gonna see him again, isn't it?!"
Alex sighed at their reactions. "For the time being, yes. I'll be needed for duty for a few weeks." He said.
"Does your investigation here might link the attacks in the academy and your home?" Chifuyu asked.
"It could be. If it is, let's just hope that the ties match. When it does, it'll be a huge piece to the puzzle." Alex assured.
"I see. Dunois, you may take your seat. Fields, prepare if necessary. You're excused." Chifuyu instructed. Alex gave a salute and heads off.
-1000 HRS. Dormitories-
Alex was finished packing his things—a few sets of clothes, some important documents and his equipment. He locked his dorm room and heads out.
"Alex, wait!" A voice sprang out from behind. As he turns around, it was Charlotte with the rest of the group.
"Leaving so soon? And without saying goodbye?" Rin asked.
Alex smiled as he looks at the group. "I'll be on-duty back in Los Angeles for a few weeks. I'm not even leaving the academy yet and you're already worried." He said.
"We're your friends. Of course we'd be worried." Ichika said.
"It's about the investigation, is it?" Laura asked.
Alex nodded. "I guess. Look, I really want to take you guys with me. But… I couldn't." He said.
"Why's that?" Ichika asked.
"It's… kinda difficult for me to explain. I hope you guys can understand." Alex said as his smile starts to fade.
"We get your point, Alex. And don't forget that YOU'RE the Police officer who pilots an IS. Pretty much almost every officer could recognize you." Houki stepped in.
"Just be careful. Okay, Alex?" Charlotte said.
Alex nodded and smiled at her. "Fine. But I just want you to promise me a couple of things."
"Anything." They said in unison.
"One, is that I don't want to hear about you worried sick. Two, is that just stay out of trouble—especially you, Ichika. I don't care if it even comes at you. Just stay out of trouble. PLEASE. Promise me these." Alex pleaded.
They paused for a few moments, unnerved and unsure of what to say. After a few moments, Laura stepped in on their behalf. "We promise, Fields."
"Code 1, Fields. Confirm that you're heading to the airport." Dispatch cuts in their conversation.
"Copy, Dispatch. Heading there, now." Alex reported. As dispatch ends transmission, Alex looked at them.
"Well, guys… duty calls." He tightened his grip on his bag and heads out from the academy to the airport.
-1700 HRS. Hawthorne Airport, Los Angeles, California, USA-
Alex exits the airport to see a good look of his hometown. The welcoming warmth of the sunset loosens him up and steps foot on the roads of his home. As he crosses the road, another police officer greeted him.
"Hey, Travis." Alex greeted the officer warmly.
Travis lightly punched his arm. "How are you doing, cousin?" He asked.
Officer Travis Barnes, a SWAT operative, and Alex's cousin. If Alex is serious, rigid, and always has a cold expression on his face, Travis is his opposite; has a sense of humor, level-headed and always flirt with pretty girls. A few traits that the two have in common are that they are protective, dedicated and hard-working.
"Heh… Never better. I should say that to you; knowing what happened at the docks, they could've killed you." Alex said. Besides being cousins, Alex and Travis were partners before the incident.
"…Yeah, Dad just told you that I got out, huh?" Travis asked.
"You know Uncle Doug; Tough, stubborn yet caring for the two of us." Alex said as he chuckled.
"Can the waterworks, cousin. I'm driving this time." Travis said as they walk to a police cruiser. Alex placed his things in the trunk and enters in the car.
-1710 HRS. City Streets-
"Hey, you haven't said a word since we drove." Travis said, breaking the silence as Alex looks through the window.
"Just a little tired from the trip. It's kinda nice to catch a glimpse of home." Alex said.
"Tell me, cousin. What's it like there? The place where you got sent into?" Travis asked.
Alex raised an eyebrow. "What? Infinite Stratos Academy?" He guessed.
"Yeah, that one! What's it like?" Travis exclaimed.
Alex smiled to the mere thought of the academy and the girls. "Studying there's hard, but the good side is that there are lots of pretty girls as far as your eyes will take you. The place is so wide it's located on an island." He answered.
"Pretty girls? Man, I wish I could join you!" Travis groaned. Alex scoffed at the mere thought of what will his cousin might do in the academy.
"And then what? Flirt with all the girls? Travis, even if both of us got sent there, we're still on-duty cops! And I know you. Sometimes you flirt with girls the bad way." Alex said as he reprimanded his cousin.
"I know, man. Lighten up. Still, it would be nice to meet pretty girls at that place." Travis sighed.
"True, true. How's your old man?" Alex asked him.
"Same old, same old. Working at the precinct down at the South for hours straight." Travis answered. "You want to go somewhere else first before heading home?" He asked.
"Yeah, sure. Take me to South HQ. I got a hunch I'm really needed." Alex said as he nods at Travis.
-1800 HRS. Police Headquarters; South Division-
"Hey, it's Alex in the flesh!"
"How are you doing, brother?"
"Welcome back, IS pilot!"
"Hey, Alex! Catch me later, I'll buy you a beer!"
As the two enters HQ, more than a handful of officers greeted Alex, knowing that him flying an IS didn't die down in the department.
"Want to sign a few autographs, cousin?" Travis joked.
"I can already feel the love." Alex chuckled. The two walked to the front desk. The officer looked up to recognize the pilot.
"Officer Fields? You're back!" The officer exclaimed as he recognized Alex.
Alex smirked at his reaction. "Well, you know how it works, Gus; there's always something to respond to." He said.
"Perfect. So what can I do for you?" Gus asked. From a thick stack of documents enclosed in an envelope, Alex pulled out and showed the transfer orders.
"I was told that I'm being needed for something?" Alex asked.
The recipient nodded. "Ah, yes of course. Natasha Fairs is at the fourth room, west hall." He said.
"Thanks. Good seeing you." Alex said as the two headed upstairs.
-1810 HRS. Interrogation room 4; West hall-
Alex and Travis slowly opened the door to see a blonde woman with long, wavy, blonde hair. She was looking good in her suit and pencil skirt. She barely notices the two officers as she talks on the phone. Alex grabs her attention with a grip on her shoulder.
"Alex? You're early!" Natasha exclaimed.
"Hello to you too, Natasha." Alex greeted as he smirked. "I took the early flight from Tokyo to Los Angeles. So yeah, I'm early." He added.
"Is that so? Sorry to take you from the academy on such short notice." Natasha said as Alex hands the transfer documents. "Did you have a great time there?" She asked.
"Great. Except the attack that happened a few days ago—which of course, you already knew because of the bruise on my head!" Alex exclaimed in a sarcastic tone.
"Oh boy… Alex, don't tell me you've been pulling some RIDICULOUS stunts!" Travis exclaimed.
Alex scoffed. "No shit! Everywhere I go, bad stuff happens!" He exclaimed.
Natasha slammed her hand on the table, making the two stop. "As much as I like to see you two tear each other's throats out, we've got work to do. Officer Barnes, you're needed downstairs." Natasha instructed to Travis.
"Sure. You got it, hot-stuff." Travis nodded. Natasha shrugs it off. Travis walks out of the room to get on with his duties.
"I can't believe an asshole like him is your cousin, Alex." Natasha shuddered. "Is he from your mother's side of the family?" She asked.
"Yeah. Look, don't sweat it, Natasha. Travis is a good cop. A bit of a dick, but he's a good cop." Alex assured. "Any word on the three pilots?" He asked.
"They aren't talking since their arrest weeks ago—not even giving any names, locations, nothing. They can't stay quiet forever." Natasha answered.
Alex sighed and cracked his knuckles. "You need me to talk some sense to them?" He asked.
"For now, we have a bigger piece to solve. You've identified one of its members, right? Phantom task?" Natasha asked.
Alex raised an eyebrow. "Autumn. Yeah, why? How did it went on your end?" He asked.
She pulls out a thin stack of paper and reads its content. "It ended up on a chain of murder cases. All of them involved Infinite Stratos activities—Shipments, illegal dealings, you name it. All of them are related to the IS." She asked.
"Did you get the copy of the reports?" Alex asked back.
Natasha held another thin stack of documents in her hand. "I sent another copy to the investigation teams for further analysis." She answered as she hands him the report.
"Nothing much, Except for the long, orange hair, red eyes, around… 5'7" inches tall… 36-25-34…" He read.
"Besides the basics?" Natasha asked.
"Psycho case, disguised herself under the name of someone who was murdered 10 months ago to infiltrate the academy." Alex read further.
"Disguised, huh? Who knew that would still work like a charm." She said, arms crossed.
"You have any more work for me on this case, Natasha?" Alex asks.
Natasha shook her head slowly. "Sit this one out, Alex. We'll do this part." She said.
"Come on, there's gotta be something that can be assigned to me!" Alex groaned.
"Goddamn, you're a workaholic." Natasha thought to herself as she sighed. "Look, don't stress yourself like this. Get a few weeks' rest, go at the range, anything. Alex, just clear your head out of the case. We'll fill you in once we got something." She pleaded.
"Fine, then." Alex sighed. Natasha smiled as he complies.
"Tell your cousin that you'll put your things in my car. I'll drive you home, okay?" She said.
"Can't I just drive? It's been a while since I drove a police cruiser." Alex groaned.
Natasha chuckled. "No, I insist. Want to grab a cup of coffee on the way?" She asked.
Alex nodded. "Yeah… A cup would do just fine." He sighed.
-1930 HRS. Fields' Residence-
Natasha stops in front of a large, two-story house near the intersection. As Alex steps out of the car, he grabbed his bags and sighed at the mere sight of his house.
"I'll be fine from here, Natasha." Alex said as he exits the car.
"Right then, see you around." She said before closing the door and driving off. Alex pulls out a spare key from his pocket and unlocks the door.
"I'm home!" He yelled as he enters in the living room. He hears a pitter-patter of paws rushing towards the living room, only to reveal a German Shepherd barking at the sight of Alex.
He kneels and gives the dog a rub on the back. "Hey there, Gunner. How are you doing, old boy?" Alex chuckled as he greets his K-9 companion. The dog responded with licks to his master's face. Footsteps were heard from the kitchen. As Alex went to the kitchen, another police officer in his late 40s was having coffee at the table.
"Alex? You're back?! Nobody told me you were coming!" The police officer exclaimed.
Lt. Douglas Barnes, but Alex calls him as "Uncle Doug". He works down at Rampart division before getting transferred to South division, and he's also a SWAT operative. Ever since Alex was orphaned at the age of 17, him and Travis moved to his place.
"Hello to you too, old man." Alex smirked as he greeted his uncle back. The two hugged each other briefly.
"Had a nice flight back home?" Douglas asked.
"A bit rocky, but yeah. Flight was okay." Alex answered.
Doug grabbed one of his bags. "You must have been tuckered out from all that stuff you're doing back in Japan. I left your room just as you left it; neat." He said as he walks with his nephew upstairs.
"Thanks, Uncle." Alex thanked him and patted him at the back.
-1940 HRS. Fields' Residence; Alex's room-
Doug smiled at his nephew as he takes a nostalgic look at his bedroom. "Just put your stuff near your table, put your pieces on safe, and change clothes. Travis is on the way home. Dinner's gonna be ready soon." He said as he left Alex's bedroom.
Alex placed his bags on his desk. His room was neatly clean. On his desk was an empty spot where his laptop is usually placed, police books, novels were at the shelf above his desk. He placed his laptop on the empty spot of the desk.
His entertainment section was only simple, yet most of its components are old-school—A flat-screen TV, a DVD player, one gaming console, two stacks of CDs; one for gaming, and one for his favorite movies and TV shows, and a small speaker that can connect to his MP3 player. Next to his entertainment section is a guitar and a saxophone.
Near the door, there was a large closet for his clothes and equipment. As he removes the bullets from his guns, he puts them on safe and places them in the lower compartment. He places the rest of his equipment safely. Beside the closet, there was an old M1 Garand neatly mounted at the wall. He paused and stayed silent for a few moments and looked at the rifle. As he regains his thoughts, He changes his clothes from his uniform, to a simple t-shirt and jeans.
He grabs the rifle from its place and wipes the dust off. He cocks the bolt to see no bullets in the chamber. As he grabs hold of its grip and his finger was near the trigger, he felt as if old memories rushed to his mind. He performs a silent drill, ending it with the rifle emitting a click as he pulls the trigger.
"It's been a long time since I saw you hold your father's rifle." Hearing his uncle's voice from behind, Alex stops and turns around to see his uncle having a memory-filled smirk. "Your door was open." He added.
"It was originally my grandpa's. Passed it on to dad, and then passed it on to me." Alex said as he refers to the rifle. His lips quivered as he mentions his father. Douglas pats him on the shoulder.
"Yeah… I miss your old man too." He sighed. Alex returned to his senses and placed back the rifle to the wall.
"Uncle, you got any work for me to do?" Alex asks, breaking the silence. This made the lieutenant raise an eyebrow.
"Whoa… Hold the phone. You just got home from that academy and you want to get back on duty?" He asked his nephew.
Alex groaned. "The sooner, the better, Uncle. There's gotta be something that I can do."
"I guess there's no stopping you when you want to return to duty." Douglas sighed. "All right, fine. Give me a week. I'll see what I can do. For the meantime, get some rest." He added.
-0930 HRS. Firing Range, Day 25-
"I love the smell of gunpowder in the morning…"
Alex fires off several rounds of.45 ammunition from his pistol, most of them hitting center-point at the paper target. It's been a week and a few days since Alex came home from the Academy, and only one week was needed for him to get some rest.
"Still a good shot, huh?" Natasha's voice was heard from behind.
Alex scoffed as Natasha fires off a few rounds from a 9mm handgun. "I thought that you're handling this part with the investigations team." He said.
She smiled without looking at Alex. "I could use a break from time to time. Hey, I heard from Lt. Barnes that you wanted to be assigned for patrol in the meantime" She said, mentioning his uncle.
"Hey, I have to do something if you're gonna put me to the sidelines for now." Alex argued. Natasha shrugs it off.
"You and your cousin again?" She asks.
Alex tilts his head. "I don't know. Since I'm here, might as well keep an eye on him. After all, we're cousins." He said.
"…And you're ALWAYS there to cover my sorry ass. Even though we get ourselves to tougher scraps." A voice was heard from their side. It was Travis.
"I guess you're here to hit on me again, Officer Barnes?" Natasha asked as she placed her hand on her hip, raising an eyebrow.
Travis gets a quick glimpse on the blonde beauty then snaps out of it. "I'd like to take you to dinner, babe. Though now's not the time. I gotta pick up my cousin here for routine patrol in the meantime." He said.
Natasha groaned as she hears the word "Babe" from Travis. "Don't even push your luck on dating me, Barnes. Alex, see you around." She said to the two. Alex holsters his handgun and checks out of the range.
Alex grabs the car keys from Travis' hand. "I'm driving this time, asshole." He said as they head for the car.
-0940 HRS. City streets-
The two officers stayed quiet during their patrol. As Alex drives behind the wheel, he sees his cousin having that flirty smirk on his face.
"Give it up, Travis." Alex started to break the silence.
Travis raised an eyebrow. "Huh? What? I'm not doing anything." He defended.
"I know what you're thinking. You won't give up until Natasha gives in. Give it up, Travis. That kind of persuasion got you dumped the last time." Alex persuaded.
"So says the guy that never had a SINGLE date ever since." Travis chuckled.
"I'm married." Alex said.
"Yeah, right! You're married TO YOUR JOB!" Travis emphasized.
"Tch. At least I'm LOYAL to something." Alex scoffed. His cousin paused at what he said and stopped. A few minutes later, he breaks the ice.
"Hey… I've been hearing you scream in your room for a couple of nights. What's wrong?" He asked. Alex stopped the car and paused for a few moments before talking.
"Just nightmare after nightmare, Travis." He let out a sigh that made Travis' nerves run cold. He responds with a couple of pats on Alex's back.
"Easy there, Alex. Easy there…" Travis said as he comforts his cousin.
Alex regained his thoughts after a while and thinks about his friends back in the IS Academy. He prayed briefly in silence and continues to drive the car.
-2 Hours later-
"A-511(Alex and Travis' unit code), this is Dispatch. Code 1, A-511." Dispatch calls in via radio.
"Copy. Go ahead, Dispatch." Travis responded.
"Getting reports of suspicious activity. Location is a three-story building, just two blocks ahead of you." Dispatch answered.
"Not again…" Alex was alarmed when dispatch reported suspicious activity.
"Roger. Proceeding with caution, Code Six." Travis ended the transmission.
"Finally, some action. We'll go in, sirens off." Alex said as he drives to the scene.
-1150 HRS. Crime Scene: Residential Area-
The two officers drove near a three-story building, where Dispatch stated the location of said suspicious activity. The building looked as if it was owned by a big-shot business executive, but some of the windows are covered. They exit the car and ready their sidearms as they approach the front door.
Alex knocks on the door loudly. "LA Police! Open the door!" He yelled. No response. He knocks on the door again. "LA Police!"
"Looks abandoned. Let's check out back." Travis said as no response was heard from the front door. Alex agrees and takes point as they approach the backyard. It was empty, except the door was already open and damaged.
"Police! Come out with your hands up!" Travis yelled. No response. The two were getting suspicious. They enter the building.
-1155 HRS. First floor-
"LA Police! Hands Up! Now!" Travis yelled as they enter to clear the area.
Alex's tracks were stopped. "Ah shit…" He grunted as he saw a girl in IS jumpsuit on the ground, wounded at the waist. The girl opens her eyes to see the officer.
"Help… us…" She pleaded weakly.
"Travis! Hurry, get the kit!" Alex instructed. Travis rushed back to the car to get some first-aid. One minute later, as Travis gives the kit, Alex pulled some bandages and tends to the girl's wounds.
"First floor's clear, I'll get to the second floor." Travis said as he storms upstairs.
"Dispatch, I need a couple of RA (Response Ambulance) units and back-up officers at my location. Code Six-Adam, We have a civilian down." Alex reported.
"Copy, A-511. Requested units are on the way." Dispatch replied.
"Miss, you're gonna be okay. Stay put until EMS arrives." Alex said as he makes sure that she doesn't bleed out.
"…Thank you." The girl sighed in relief as Alex finishes tending to his wounds. He readies his sidearm and joins Travis on the second floor.
-1210 HRS. Second Floor-
"Police! Come out with your hands up!" Alex yelled as he clears out the remaining parts of the second floor. So far, there was a stockpile of weapons and explosives found in an office.
"What the hell… Some of these are unconventional firearms… They even use depleted uranium." Alex said as he examines some of the weapons found.
"This amount's enough to start a medium-scale war, and a destructive one too." Travis added.
-1215 HRS. Third floor -
"Los Angeles Police!" Travis and Alex yelled as they stormed to the third floor. On the third floor, there was only two rooms. Alex clears the bedroom and Travis clears the entertainment. As Travis enters the room, he was greeted by a restrained woman in a corporate suit.
"Alex! We got a civilian!" Travis yelled. Alex was finished clearing the bedroom when Travis reported.
"Hostage secured. Any word from back-up?" Alex reported to Dispatch.
"90 seconds, A-511." Dispatch replies.
Travis cuts the restraints off the woman. "Thanks. Now we need to get out of here! It's too dangerous! This place is run by-" A bullet pierced her skull before she could even finish. The two took cover as they were greeted by gunfire by five goons.
"Dispatch, civilian down! Hurry on that back-up! Shots fired, shots fired!" Travis reported.
"Like hell they'll come quick!" Alex groaned as the two fires back. A few moments of exchanging fire, the two officers kill three of them by the head, while the two were shot at the arm and thigh, making them drop their weapons.
"ON THE FLOOR, NOW! PUT YOUR HANDS BEHIND YOUR BACK!" The two yelled repeatedly as the two goons complied. The two didn't hesitate to restrain the suspects before clearing the area.
"Dispatch, three suspects killed, two secured. Proceeding to the first floor now for pickup." Travis reported.
"Copy that, A-511. Back-up is en route, ETA 20 seconds." Dispatch replies. The two escort the restrained suspects downstairs.
-1221 HRS. First Floor-
As they reach first floor, they hear a scream from the wounded girl. Alex rushed down to see that she was about to be shot by another suspect. In a split-second, he fires a few shots to the suspect's hand, disarming her.
"DOWN ON THE GROUND! PUT YOUR HANDS BEHIND YOUR BACK, NOW!" Alex yelled at the suspect. She complies without hesitation as he restrains her.
"How the hell did she get here?" Travis asked.
Alex pointed at a doorway behind the staircase. "That wasn't there before… Travis, guard the suspects. I'm going down." He instructed as he reloads his sidearm.
-1225 HRS. Basement-
Alex carefully went downstairs to clear the basement. As he finds the light switch, he turns it on, only to be surprised by what he saw. The basement was a large, high-tech facility. There were a couple of IS units ready for action. As he storms in, he notices two girls in IS suits.
"LOS ANGELES PD! HANDS IN THE AIR!" He yelled. The two hesitated for a moment but complied.
"We didn't know that we would be piloting these! Help us, Officer! Please!" One of the girls stammered.
"Tell it in the precinct." Alex said as he restrains the two. As he finishes restraining, police and ambulance sirens were heard outside.
"Dispatch, Code Four. We have five suspects in custody." He reports by radio. As he roams around for evidence, He notices a folder that was marked "Confidential". As he opens the files, He was shocked by what he saw…
"…What the fuck? Phantom task?!"
-1430 HRS. Police Headquarters; South Division.
Alex and Travis were sitting a bench down at the hallway. Stressed out on what they found, they handed them to Natasha and the investigations team.
"So… You think I'm gonna get involved in this?" Travis asked, breaking the silence.
"Perhaps. After all, we found some incriminating evidence about the IS, but most importantly, Phantom Task. Hey. Let me buy you a cold one after our shift. I think I owe you an apology." Alex answered.
"No no… It's cool. Like you, I'm just doing my job as a cop. I'll take the after-shift beer though." Travis assured.
"Man… Natasha was pretty bummed out when she knew what we saw." Alex said as they recalled a pissed-off Natasha.
"Mostly she was pissed off at you. She told you to get some rest, but no. You were too stubborn to listen." Travis reprimanded.
"Hey, I rested for a week. It's already enough." Alex defended.
"Whatever... workaholic." Travis muttered.
"Doesn't matter, she's pissed at us anyway." Alex added.
"I have an idea how to calm her down." Travis sprang up an Idea.
"Date her? I bet 50 bucks that she'd kick your ass on the first date." Alex scoffed. Travis chuckled back.
Travis turned his head on Natasha as she walks towards the two officers. "Speak of the sexy devil." He muttered.
"Briefing Room, Now!" She instructed.
"Wait… Am I needed elsewhere again?" Travis asked her. Without answering, Natasha drags the two by the collar.
"Ow! All right! Dammit, will you- Aaah!" The two stammered as they were dragged.
-1440 HRS. Briefing Room-
"I'd really like to kick your asses for a stunt like that!" Natasha reprimanded.
"You just did, two hours ago! Besides, we were responding for suspicious activity! We didn't know that Phantom Task was involved! How the fuck could we?!" Alex defended.
"All right, you two! Shut the hell up!" Travis yelled. "What matters is that we got a bead on something."
"Huh. I never thought Alex's cousin can be so serious." Natasha thought as her eyes widened at Travis' outburst.
"Fine. What's the status on the dead civilian?" Alex asked Natasha.
"Interpol's on the way. Apparently the woman you two tried to rescue was working undercover with them. According to Interpol, her cover was blown before you two came to the scene." Natasha answered when she presented the dead agent's badge.
"Talk about great timing. I told you we aren't the ones to blame for her fiasco!" Travis exclaimed.
"Calm down. What about the five suspects?" Alex asked.
"Two of them were PMCs—their mercenaries. The third one was an IS engineer for the Phantom Task. After she heard you two storming in, she panicked and stormed out to kill the wounded girl. Apparently, she thought that she'd open her trap to the authorities." Natasha said.
"She was right isn't it? Is that why she wanted to kill the girl?" Alex asked.
"That's right. Those three other pilots you caught a few hours ago were compliant with us, saying that they were tricked when some of the Phantom Task's members disguised themselves as representatives in the academy. They never wanted to be involved in any IS-Related Crimes. One of them said that it's a dream to pilot one, but never on the wrong purpose." She answered.
"Any stains on their records?" Travis asked.
"None. Their records are squeaky clean. Such a shame that innocent lives had to be dragged into this." Natasha said.
Alex sighed and paused for a minute. "Can you contact anyone on Interpol that can put them under IS Academy's protection?" He asked.
"…Yes. But why not just contact the higher-ups at the Academy?" She asks.
"Because they will search for any of their records, and if there's none, they'd be deporting them to their home countries. Like you said, Innocent lives. If I was them I'd say give them a chance in the academy." Alex reasoned.
Natasha was moved by Alex's morals. "Fine. I'll see what I can do." She said as she smiled.
"I'm not finished, Natasha. I found this down at the IS facility. Apparently Phantom Task had some involvement in the attack a few weeks ago." Alex said as he handed the confiscated file. "I guess it's time to make them talk. Their dossiers are in it." He added.
Natasha handed back the file. "By all means, you're good to go. I'll tell another officer to get them to Room 6. We'll be here waiting." She said.
"Thanks, Natasha. Travis, no funny business." Alex said before leaving.
-1455 HRS. Interrogation room 6-
The three pilots were escorted by Alex, Travis, and another officer. "Here you go, Alex. Make them talk." The officer said before leaving.
"Alex, this is dangerous. There's three of them and one of you." Travis whispered with a worried tone in his voice.
"I'll be fine. Like you said, we've been in tougher scraps. Leave us be." Alex assures him.
The three pilots stared at Alex for a moment. "Well, are you just gonna sit there, stronzo?" One of the girls asked.
"Can the fancy talk, spill the beans, we walk home free. Names?" Alex asked.
"Cristina Sforza."
"Annika Giovanni."
"Erika Hikari."
"What are your involvements in the Phantom Task?" Alex sparked the first question.
"Never heard of it." Annika sneered.
Alex scoffed. "If you never heard of it, then what's this?" He placed the confiscated file at the table, revealing the three pilots' dossiers. "You don't know what this is? These are the files of Phantom Task's involvement in IS-Related Crimes in Los Angeles. I'll ask you again, what are your involvements?"
"…We're part of Phantom Task's inner circle. We were shipping parts for IS units here." Annika answered.
"Why?" Alex asks.
"…We don't know. We were only told to smuggle parts." Erika answered.
"Yet you attacked a couple of officers intercepting the smuggle. Tell me, do you recognize the two officers you attempted to kill?" He asked.
"…Wait… Are you… the officer who piloted an IS?" Erika recognized.
"Yeah. And my partner's pretty pissed about you three." Alex warned.
"Our bosses told us to smuggle parts and kill anyone who intercepts! We swear!" Annika said.
"Bosses… Any of you know the name, Autumn?" Alex asked. The three stayed silent. "She's one of your bosses, isn't it?" He asked. The three nodded silently.
"Who else?"
"Two other women named Squall Meusel, and M. They run all the syndicate's operations." Cristina answered.
"Can you give me the description of these two?" Alex asked.
"Squall's a blonde, has reddish eyes and around my height. She also has a mark under her left eye." Cristina answered.
"And M?"
"She's a short figure, but she has long, black hair. They're both IS pilots." Annika added.
Alex raised his suspicions. "A few hours ago, we saw some IS units and unconventional weapons in a building down at South Residential Area. Surely you Inner Circle members have any knowledge about this. What are you planning?" He asks.
"We don't know anything. You and the other recruits can go screw yourselves." Cristina snarled.
Alex gets up from his seat. "Look. I know you don't give a damn about me, and I'm sure as hell I DON'T give a damn about you. But I want you to think about what happens next if you don't cooperate, and all hell breaks loose. It's your call." He threatened. The three stayed silent for a few moments before Alex walks out the room.
"Wait… I've had enough. We'll tell you." Erika called his attention. Alex turned towards the three and went back to his seat.
"I'm all ears." Alex glared.
"There are prototype IS equipment that are going to be delivered to the IS academy via docks. Some of the Phantom Task operatives are planning to intercept and steal it." She answered.
Alex was alarmed. "When?"
"Three days from now. That's all we know, Officer." Annika added. Alex calls in a couple of officers to escort them back to their cells. He goes back to Natasha to report his findings.
-1510 HRS. Briefing Room-
"Well?" Natasha asked at the moment Alex steps foot in the room.
"Yep, everything's all on record. Phantom Task's behind the attack on the docks, they've given me names besides Autumn; They're named Squall and M. Apparently, these three run the syndicate. Those three pilots we arrested at the docks were members of its inner circle."
"Anything else?" She asked.
"They're planning to intercept cargo in three days. Apparently it has to do with the IS. Prototype equipment from several countries is being transported from LA's docks to the academy." Alex added.
Natasha's eyes widened. "What?!"
"You heard me, Natasha. I need to contact Chifuyu as soon as possible." Alex said before pulling out his phone to make a video call.
"Fields! You better have a good excuse to interrupt me." Chifuyu greeted him with a strict reprimand.
"Do you know anything about prototype equipment being delivered there from Los Angeles to the academy?" He asked.
"The meeting and transportation will take place in three days. Why?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Meeting? You mean some of the corporations' officials will be there?! Sensei, they have to call it off and relocate! The cargo for the academy will be intercepted by the Phantom Task!" Alex raised his voice.
"They won't call it off. All corporations' officials have agreed to deliver the cargo to Los Angeles for transport. I'll try to send in a couple of pilots for security." Chifuyu answered before ending the call.
"Great, that rules out relocating. Natasha, contact any IS corporations' officials as soon as possible, and tell the brass to prep up SWAT teams in three days. If there's even gonna be an attack, we need to make sure that we hold it off." Alex instructed.
-2100 HRS. Fields' Residence; Alex's Room-
Alex sat near his desk having his usual coffee. He looks at the window in deep thoughts.
"I wonder how they are doing." Alex thought as he thinks about his friends back at the academy. He picks up his phone and video-calls anyone available at the Academy. Apparently, it was Charlotte that answered.
"Alex?" She greeted before they peered at the screen.
"Just wanted to know how all of you are doing. Seems to me, the night caught up there." Alex answered.
"Yeah, we're just celebrating Ichika's 18th birthday." Charlotte said.
Alex's eyes widened. "It's Ichika's birthday?!" He asked. Charlotte nodded. "Ah heck, I feel bad now! Remind me to treat him lunch when I get back." He said.
She chuckled. "Well I'll tell everyone to give you a welcoming party." She said. Charlotte saw a hint of distraught on Alex's face.
"Alex? Is there something on your mind?" She asked.
"It's nothing… Just tell the birthday boy to enjoy the night. I'll be back in a couple of weeks." Alex said before ending the call.
-1730 HRS. Briefing Room, Day 28-
The Briefing room was filled with Police officers and SWAT operatives. Alex, Travis and Natasha were among them. A screen that showed a video link between Chifuyu, Maya and the police officers was projecting near the board. Chifuyu and Douglas were leading the briefing.
"We've confirmed the transportation from the corporation officials themselves. At exactly 1930 hours, the cargo for the IS academy will be transported from our docks, and it's our job to make sure that there's no hostiles that will intercept the transport." Douglas said.
"These cargo are prototype IS equipment from several corporations that will undergo a series of tests. According to officials, the transportation will take place at the docks of Los Angeles. Once the transfer is made, Interpol will escort the ship to the academy. Once the ship has reached its destination, a squad of IS pilots will escort the cargo." Chifuyu added.
"According to our interrogations, Phantom Task will intercept this cargo and use these to get the upper hand for their operations. It's time for LAPD to step up. We'll deploy six SWAT teams; three outside and three inside the docks. Police officers will set up a perimeter from the area of operation." Alex added.
"Wait… Are we also gonna deploy choppers for overwatch?" An operative asked.
"No. We're talking about the Infinite Stratos here, advanced exoskeletons that can wipe out air units. It's too risky." Maya said.
"Instead we'll be placing two-man sniper teams for overwatch. They'll be our eyes in the sky." Alex added.
"I've sent in a couple of our pilots for security. Your teams will work with them. They'll be the ones on the cargo ship that will be carrying the units. All teams are to report immediately once you've identified and confirmed them. Fields, you are cleared to use your IS to engage any hostile IS units." Chifuyu added.
"All right, the security of the units is top priority. Grab your weapons and load up! It's go time!" Alex yelled as the briefing ends.
-1900 HRS. Docks-
The deployment went in as planned; Officers set up a perimeter from the docks, Six SWAT teams are deployed; 40, 53 and 37-David are positioned outside, while 60, 70(Alex and Travis' unit) and 27-David are inside. Snipers were placed around the area as overwatch. Douglas and Natasha are leading the operation.
"This is 10-David. All units are deployed and in position. 70-David, Confirm on the cargo boat yet?" Douglas said.
"This is 70-David, Cargo ship's here. Approaching closer for Pilot ID." Alex responded as he leads his squad closer to the boat. As they reach the boat, he pulls out some binoculars to see the pilots. As he spots them, a sense of familiarity struck him as he sees two IS units; The Byakushiki and the Rafale Revive Custom.
"Charlotte? Ichika?! Them?!" He thought as he sees the two.
"Fields! Barnes! Why the hell aren't you responding?!" Douglas called.
"This is 70-David. ID Confirmed on the friendly pilots. They're Charlotte Dunois and Ichika Orimura. Dunois' unit is orange-colored while Orimura's unit is white." Alex reported.
"Copy that, 70-David. I'll patch us through the pilots. Just hold position." Douglas replied.
-Charlotte's POV-
"Alex…" I sighed at the mere thought of Alex, knowing that he would be angry if he saw us here.
"Are you okay, Charlotte?" Ichika asked me.
"He's going to be angry at us, isn't he?" I asked him.
"It'll be all right. I'm sure he can understand. Just tell him what happened and why." Ichika assured.
"Yeah… I guess you're right." I said as I let out a smile on my face. A signal popped up from our interface. We clicked it to hear who it was.
"Ichika Orimura? Charlotte Dunois?" The man asked.
"Yes, We're here. Who is this?" I asked him.
"This is Lt. Douglas Barnes of the LAPD. We're here to assist the two of you on securing the cargo to the IS academy. Do you see a SWAT team below you?" He asked.
I looked at the ground to see if there are any teams. A few moments later, I spotted four officers. "Yes, I see them, sir!" I exclaimed. "Can you patch us through the team near the ship?" I requested.
"Copy. Patching you to 70-David." Douglas replied.
I was unnerved when Alex reported to us. "This is 70-David. Orimura, Dunois. Can you hear me?" I hear Alex's voice. He's surprised to see us. He knows that were here…
"Yes, 70-David. We read you." We said in unison.
"All right, you're clear to exit the ship. Meet us at our location for further updates." Alex said.
I hesitated for a few moments. Then I spoke, "Yes, 70-David. We'll meet you shortly."
We flew and landed to the team.
-Normal POV-
Alex sees Ichika and Charlotte land to the docks. His team approaches them.
"Alex… We can explain." Ichika said when they saw a glare from Alex.
Alex sighed in frustration. "You just CAN'T stay out of trouble, can you?" He asked.
"Sir… Do you know them?" One of Alex's teammates asked.
"They're friends of mine from the IS Academy. Take it easy, they're friendlies." Alex assured the officer.
"You can explain later. Right now we need those units secured to the ship. I want you two to provide armed overwatch. Sniper teams will assist you." Alex instructed before he reports. Ichika and Charlotte did what he told. As the cargo reaches the docks, SWAT teams were on high alert for any hostile activity.
-1 Hour Later-
"Cargo's being loaded in the ship, 10-David." Alex reported.
"Copy that. Stay on your toes." Douglas answered. As Alex finishes reporting, He stared at Ichika and Charlotte.
"Alex, you okay?" Travis called his attention.
"I'm fine. I'm gonna have to talk to those two later." Alex answered.
"Friends of yours?" Travis asked as he looked at Ichika and Charlotte.
"Yeah." Alex nodded.
An explosion was heard near their location, alarming the whole group. "This is 27-David! Explosions occurring at the west side of the docks!" The unit's leader exclaimed.
"Proceed to the source of the explosion! All units stay on alert!" Douglas warned.
"Overwatch 2 to 10-David! We have two unidentified units in the air, coming in fast!" One of the sniper teams reported.
"10-David, this is Fields! I'm intercepting the hostiles now!" Alex reported. He drops his weapon and materializes his IS. He approaches Ichika and Charlotte.
"Copy that, Fields. Orimura, Dunois! 70-David will assist you in defending the area!" Douglas reported as he sees his nephew pilot his IS. "All units, evacuate the civilians in the docks, ASAP!" He exclaimed.
Alex spots two green-clad units landing. "No nationality, ID code, nothing." He said as he scans their units.
"Alex, do you think it's Phantom Task?" Ichika asked.
"Only one way to find out. Ichika, create a diversion." Alex instructed. Ichika flies towards the two hostiles, firing back as their attention is caught. As they turn around, they saw Alex and Charlotte pointing their guns at them.
"POLICE! DROP YOUR WEAPONS! NOW!" Alex yelled at the pilots. Without a word, the two hostiles fired back at the two.
Alex and Charlotte dodged the attacks, giving an opening. "You're into clear, Ichika! Gun it!" He yelled.
Ichika landed his sword on the pilot, sending swing after swing from his sword. Meanwhile, Alex and Charlotte are focused on the other pilot, exchanging fire in the skies. The pilot fires a barrage of rockets towards the two.
"Alex, look out!" Charlotte warned. As the two diverted the rockets away from the firefight, Alex destroys most of them and fires several shots to the enemy pilot, making her flinch. He goes for the opening and tackles her to the ground. The first pilot's unit de-materialized after crash-landing.
"GET DOWN! HANDS IN THE AIR!" The rest of Alex's team surrounded the pilot at gunpoint, forcing her to surrender. A few seconds later, she was restrained and in custody.
Ichika had his hands restraining the second pilot. "Give it up, you have no chance against us." He said.
The pilot hurriedly raised her gun. "Like hell, I will!" She snarled as she pulls the trigger. The pilot didn't hit Ichika but she shot one of the cargo at the ship. Charlotte was the nearest to the damaged cargo as it burst into flames.
"CHARLOTTE!" Alex yelled as he tackles her away from the explosion. The hostile unit's energy levels are completely spent, forcing the IS to dematerialize and leaving the pilot vulnerable.
Alex stood up and quickly dematerializes his IS and rushes to the pilot. He pulls out his sidearm as he reaches the pilot. The rest de-materialized their units and follows.
"HANDS IN THE AIR! I SAID HANDS IN THE AIR NOW!" Alex yelled as he holds the suspect at gunpoint. The rest of Alex's team moves in to restrain her. The pilot makes one more stand and grabs the pistol from another officer and sets her sights on Charlotte.
"Gun!" Alex yelled as the pilot pulls the trigger. He pushes Charlotte away from the pilot's sights, collapsing on the floor with a bullet to his right arm.
"Oh shit! ALEX!" Travis exclaimed as the rest of the officers use force to restrain the pilot. "This is 70-David! I need Fire and EMS on our location, ASAP! Officer down, I repeat! OFFICER DOWN!" He exclaimed as he reports on the radio. Charlotte and Ichika didn't move a muscle as they stare at Alex, horrified.
-2330 HRS. Police Headquarters; South Division-
It's been a few hours since the operation started. Ichika and Charlotte changed to their IS uniforms, Natasha was talking on the phone. A minute later and she finishes the call.
"The cargo's been shipped successfully. I've arranged a flight back to the IS academy. You'll be leaving around afternoon. For now, you two just get some rest." Natasha said as she approaches Ichika and Charlotte.
"How is he?" Charlotte asked.
"He's fine. He checked out of the infirmary an hour ago. He's at the briefing room now with the rest of his teammates for de-briefing." Natasha answered before leaving to the briefing room. The two sat on one of the benches as they wait.
A few minutes later, a handful of officers left the briefing room. Alex wasn't among them. "Ichika? Where's…?" Charlotte asked as she didn't saw Alex among the officers leaving.
"I'm sure he's still needed back at the room." Ichika assured her. As they wait, Travis approached the two, getting their attention.
"Excuse me. You're Alex's friends?" He asked the two as they nodded. "Travis Barnes. I'm Alex's cousin." He said as they introduce each other. He sat down beside Ichika.
"So… What was he like there?" Travis asked.
"He was… fun to hang out with. He's stoic but kind to his friends. And He's a hard-worker but a bit overprotective." Ichika answered.
"Overprotective, huh? That's my cousin, all right." Travis sighed. "Hey. I was told to take you back at our home for you to get some rest. I know it's not much, but it's least we can do." He added.
"It's fine. Thank you…" Charlotte thanked him.
-0100 HRS. Fields Residence, Day 29-
Ichika and Charlotte hesitated as they step foot at Alex's home at first, but Travis insisted to make themselves comfortable. Half an hour has passed, Alex and his uncle were home. Alex had a bandage wrapped around his right arm.
"Hey, you two. Dinner's ready. I'm pretty sure y'all are starving." Travis called. Douglas went in to join them, but Alex continued to heat upstairs. On his hand was a sealed envelope.
"I'm not hungry." He said before going up.
Charlotte stood up from her seat. "Alex, wait!" She was cut off when a door was heard slamming shut.
"…I'm sorry." She whimpered.
Douglas stood up and patted her shoulder. "Just let him be. I'm sure he'll come around." He assured her.
Half an hour has passed, Ichika slept at the guest room, Charlotte was beside the door as she prepares to sleep.
"Ms. Charlotte, right?" Douglas asked from behind.
"Yes, sir." Charlotte answered.
Douglas sighed in regret. "Come with me. I think there's something you should know about my nephew." He said.
-0200 HRS. Fields' Residence; Alex's room-
Douglas and Charlotte entered in quietly in Alex's room. As they enter, they see him asleep at his desk, with his bags already prepared. He was holding a few photos in his sleep.
"Poor kid… To think he's been broken for a number of times and he still pushes himself." Douglas sighed as he gently took them. Charlotte was handed the photos. The one she saw first was a photo of a 5-year old Alex with his parents.
"He was really happy here…" Charlotte said as she looked at the smile on Alex's face in the photo.
"His mother died of cancer when he was 6. She really loved him." Douglas said.
"What about his dad?" She asks.
"His dad? We go a long way back. He retired from the military to join the police force when Alex was born. They were really the definition of Father and Son. Alex wanted to let his dad see him follow his footsteps but he didn't lived to see it." He said.
Charlotte stayed silent as she listens about Alex's past. "How did it...?" She asked.
"He was killed on duty when Alex was about to graduate High school. We've been hunting his killer ever since. After Alex graduated, he enlisted in the US Marines on the spot." Douglas said as he told about his nephew. Charlotte looked at a few photos of Alex in military uniform and on his Tour of Duty in Afghanistan.
"Was he different when he was in the military?" Charlotte asked as her nerves were running cold.
"Very much. Those who fought with him describe him as strong-willed and determined. He really fought like a marine should fight. Then he changed one day, and… he wasn't the same old Alex that I once knew anymore." Douglas said.
"What happened?" Charlotte asked.
"He went missing in action one time in his duties. When he returned, he became regretful but rash and angry at himself. I never saw him like that, and I don't know why. He retired after four years to join the police department." Douglas answered.
"Why?"
"I never knew the reason… Look. Alex is a good kid. Yes, he's a bit cold, hard-headed, and always tends to do what he must, but deep down, the kid's still got a good heart. Just try to understand him. If possible, ease his burden." Douglas pleaded.
Charlotte nodded. "Yes, sir… We'll try." She assured, giving Alex's uncle a smile on his face.
"You can sleep in his bed, I'm sure he wouldn't mind. And another thing, Charlotte. Alex's friends call me as "Uncle" or "Uncle Doug." You can address me as that, okay?" Douglas assured.
"Yes… Uncle." Charlotte said as she nodded. "Can I get a spare blanket?" She asked as she looked at a sleeping Alex, shivering from the cold wind.
"Not a problem." Douglas nodded. A few minutes later, He hands Charlotte a spare blanket.
"Have a safe flight later." He said before he leaves the room. Charlotte covers Alex with the blanket to keep him warm.
"…Charlotte… I'm sorry…" Alex muttered in his sleep. Charlotte smiled and held his hand briefly. She gently whispers in his ear.
"It's all right…"