"Dude! Did you hear the news?"
"The Untouchable King, Satellite L. Bridget, lost his first match!"
"No way!"
"Some girl came out of nowhere and hugged him from behind!"
"What?! Is she suicidal and too afraid to take her own life that she had somebody else do it for her?"
"What kind of idiot would actually hug him like that?!"
Later that evening, the principal of West Genetics sat on his chair observing the school newspaper with the headline:
The Untouchable King Gains First Defeat
"So, Satellite finally lost, eh?" he whispered to himself.
*KNOCK* *KNOCK* *KNOCK*
"Come in," the principal said as he put the newspaper in his desk.
The door opened and behind it was a blue longhaired girl who stepped inside. "Good evening, sir. My name is Aoi Kazuha."
"Aoi Kazuha?" asked the principal. "Ah yes. You're Aoi Kazuya-kun's younger brother, aren't you?"
Kazuha simply smiled and nodded.
"Welcome to West Genetics, Kazuha-chan. I am Father Marco: the headmaster," the principal said as he stood up and bowed. "As I'm sure you already know, this Academy was built to train young men to fend off extradimensional beings called Nova. These men are known as Pandora. The Limiters on the other hand are girls, like you who team up with any Pandora they want to support them by mastering abilities that can restrict a Nova's movement. I hope you find a good partner and become a great Limiter in our war to protect mankind."
"Thank you," Kazuha said with a bow. As she left the office, she was greeted by a smiling young man with long brown hair that reached his shoulders and stilted eyes.
"Good evening, Aoi-chan," the boy said with a bow. "I am Clifford Fairchild: the Student Body President of West Genetics. And I am here to give you a tour of West Genetics since you don't necessarily start class until tomorrow."
"Oh, it's a pleasure to meet you, Fairchild-senpai," Kazuha responded with a bow.
Outside, the Chuou Medical Center bus parked at the entrance to West Genetics. When the doors opened, out stepped an injured, glasses-wearing young man with a crutch under his right arm and bandages wrapped around his right eye. As the bus left, the boy pulled out a box of cigarettes from one of his pants pockets. He pulled a cigarette out of the box and put part of the tipping paper into his mouth before putting the box away. He then pulled out a Zippo lighter, flipped the cap off, and flicked the spark wheel to ignite the flame. He lit the other end of his cigarette and then flipped the cap back on the lighter before putting away. As the tip began burning away and emitting smoke, he took it out and blew the smoke out from within his mouth before knocking the ashes' part off the cigarette and putting it back in his mouth.
Meanwhile, Kazuha and Clifford were walking down the outside floors of West Genetics.
"And these are the outside walls; this place is where the annual Carnival took place," said Clifford.
"The Carnival!" Kazuha silently exclaimed as she remembered the boy she hugged yesterday. "I can't believe I was dumb enough to mistake him for big brother. I mean, big brother's dead and isn't coming back, but..."
"Fairchild-senpai!" Kazuha called out to Clifford.
"Yes, Aoi-chan?" Clifford asked as he stopped and turned to Kazuha.
"There's this...boy that I need to see, but I don't remember his name; I think it was Salami? Nah, Silhouette? Uh, Sickle?"
"Ooooh! A boy, huh? Looks like someone's already found a partner!" giggled Clifford.
"I-It's not like that," said Kazuha quickly. "I-I just—"
"Don't worry, Aoi-chan," said Clifford. "I'm sure you'll find him." He turned around and began walking again. "Come on, I've got a lot more places to—"
*BUMP*
Clifford suddenly bumped into somebody. That person stuttered a bit before using his crutch to get back up.
"Sorry about that," Clifford quickly said as he grabbed the boy by the armpits to help him up. "Are you okay?" He asked as he placed his hand on the boy's right arm.
The boy in front of him turned around to glare at Clifford in annoyance, and once Clifford saw his face, his positive facial expressions quickly turned to fear. "S-S-S-Satellite-san!" Clifford terrifyingly stuttered. He and Satellite looked down at where Clifford's hand was. Shocked, Satellite glared more furiously at Clifford.
"EEEEEK!" Clifford quickly released Satellite's hand in terror. But this didn't change a thing for Satellite who furiously grabbed Clifford by the front of his shirt and pulled him towards him. "W-Wait! Just hold on a second! I'm so sorry!" Clifford panicked. "I didn't know it was you! I swear to God! C-Come on! Don't you..."
But as Clifford continued panicking, Satellite noticed a blue-haired girl standing right behind him. He immediately blushed at the sight and became so shocked that he let Clifford go, who fell on his ass. Satellite just walked past her, trying to hide his nervous face. Kazuha gave a shocked face as it was the boy that she touched earlier that day.
"Hey! Satellite-senpai!" Kazuha called out. But Satellite just ignored her. "Hold on a second!" Kazuha called out again as she quickly grabbed Satellite's arm.
As soon as Satellite felt his arm being grabbed, he dropped his crutch and turned around to see Kazuha grabbing him. "I just wanted to apologize about earlier today," said Kazuha, "for making you lose."
Satellite blushed madly as something flashed into his mind.
"STOP IT! PLEASE! STOP!"
Satellite broke his arm free and began stepping back, only to trip over his crutch and fall to the ground, losing his glasses in the process.
"Dammit! Where'd my fucking glasses go? Where are they?" He began crawling around to find his glasses. As he did so, his pants began to slightly slide off and expose part of his underwear to Kazuha; he also unknowingly shook his ass at her.
Embarrassed, Kazuha looked away, but then noticed Satellite's glasses. She quickly picked them up and knelt down in front of Satellite as she held them up to him and said, "Here you go."
Seeing his glasses (albeit very blurry), he took them and put them back on his face. As his vision cleared up, he saw Kazuha smiling at him, and he blushed once again. Looking away in disgust, the blonde punk began to get up, but quickly started to fall over again. In response, the dark blue-haired girl quickly got up and caught him. When he gained focus and his balance, Satellite saw Kazuha holding him and asking, "Are you o—WAH!"
Kazuha was suddenly pushed back by Clifford.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!" asked Clifford furiously.
"That was the boy I needed to apologize to because of—"
"ARE YOU OUT OF YOU'RE FUCKING MIND?!" Clifford screamed. "YOU DON'T KNOW WHO THAT IS, DO YOU?!" He quickly turned around to Satellite and bowed his head in terror. "PLEASE DON'T RAPE HER, SATELLITE-SAN! I SWEAR THAT SHE DIDN'T KNOW WHAT SHE WAS DOING! I PROMISE YOU SHE WILL NEVER TOUCH YOU AGAIN AS LONG AS—"
But surprisingly, Satellite just walked past them. And when he did, Clifford just stopped and looked at the Pandora punk in confusion. "That's odd. Why isn't he freaking out or going crazy?" thought the brown-haired man.
"Satellite-senpai!" Kazuha called out as she reached out to him again.
"Aoi-chan! NO!" cried Clifford.
But it was too late: Kazuha touched Satellite once again, shocking Satellite and getting Clifford to panic once again as well.
"Don't just walk away from me!" Kazuha demanded. "I just wanted to apologize about causing you to lose for the first time, as well as for the injuries you suffered. Look, I know you're upset, but—"
"Let go of me!" Satellite snarled in a low voice, causing Kazuha to pause in confusion. "Let go of me, you bitch!" the blonde punk snarled a bit louder. He broke free of Kazuha's grip and pinned her against a wall while withdrawing his blade and holding it up to her neck.
"Satellite-san! STOP IT! PLEASE!" Clifford cried as he rushed to Satellite. "She didn't know any better!"
"Wow! Taking your anger out on some measly Limiter? That's pretty low," said a voice familiar only to Satellite, "even for you, Satellite!"
Turning his head around, Satellite noticed a boy with purple eyes and burgundy red hair tied up in a ponytail by a blue ribbon walking up to him. Instantly recognizing his face, he released Kazuha so he could turn his whole body at the red-haired boy, glaring at him.
"Hey, chill out!" the redhead said while holding up his hands in a nervous matter. "I just wanted to apologize about what happened at the Carnival earlier today; I mean, being the #1 student at West Genetics, only to have it get taken away? That's unfair"
But the Pandora punk did not break his eye contact with the redhead.
"Hey! If it makes you feel any better, I wasn't so satisfied about winning either," the redhead continued. "But as they say in Macbeth: what's done is done. So, I think maybe you should take a break and do something worth your while; like, oh, I don't know, finding a hot Limiter and getting Baptized? Oh wait! I forgot! You're the Untouchable King! So, I guess nobody would wanna pair up with some loser like you!"
"Wait, Satellite-kun doesn't have a Limiter?" Kazuha asked Clifford. "Even though he's a second-year!"
"Unfortunately, no," answered Clifford.
Satellite began getting angrier. But little did he, or the redhead, know they were starting to draw in a crowd.
"What?" continued the redhead. "Got nothin' to say? Cat got your tongue? Look, if you want a rematch, that's totally fine by me! It's not like actually beating me will actually affect the Carnival scores!"
"Wait, you two!" Clifford called out. "Fighting outside of the Carnival is strictly prohibited!" But his words didn't reach the two rivals.
"VOLT WEAPON: CHAINS OF BINDING! DEPLOY!" the redhead called out. Six chained flails burst out from behind his back. "Hope you're ready for another ass-kicking!"
Still remaining silent, Satellite took off his glasses and put them in his jacket. Then he spat out his cigarette and smooshed it with his right shoe while blowing out another puff of smoke.
Kazuha and Clifford could do nothing but spectate in distress for another battle was about to begin.
And so, the fight began with the redhead leaping into the air; his chain flails began raining down on the blonde punk one at a time.
Anticipating each of them, Satellite leapt back to dodge one. And then another one. And another one; while avoiding the third one, his bulge was shown along with his black underwear.
"You're gonna have to do more than just dodge my flails!" chanted the redhead. "DIE! DIE! DIE!"
The last three flails were launched at Satellite, but the Pandora punk blocked each and every one of them with his blade.
"WHAT THE..." the redhead gasped as he landed. "He deflected all my attacks?!"
Seeing an opening, Satellite rushed at his opponent and slashed at the torso with a great big...
*SLASH*
"AGH!" Blood gushed out of the redhead's body and within only three seconds, he collapsed.
"Aw man!" Clifford muttered. "I was hoping something like this wouldn't happen!"
"Wow!" thought Kazuha. "Satellite-senpai is really strong!"
And so, Satellite prepared to walk away as he was—
"Hey! Wait!" his opponent uttered in pain.
The Untouchable King stopped and turned around to see the redhead getting back up in pain; his wounds were healed, but his clothes were ripped up: the top of his shirt was ripped, exposing his pecs, and there was also a horizontal slash through his pants and underwear, exposing his penis. "Where do you think you're goin'?" the redhead said as he got up. "I'm still standin'! A-And now you've left me no other choice..." At that moment, the redhead's eyes began glowing brightly as a white power began emitting from the redhead.
"Oh no!" panicked Clifford. "Please don't tell me he's actually going to use..."
"PANDORA MODE! ACTTVATE!" the redhead screamed at the top of his lungs.
"NO! STOP!" cried Clifford. "YOU KNOW USING PANDORA MODE IS AGAINST THE SCHOOL RULES UNLESS IN ACTUAL COMBAT!"
"OH YEAH?! WELL RULES ARE MADE TO BE BROKEN!" thundered the redhead. "And besides! This IS actual combat!"
The force was so powerful that it actually knocked Satellite back. Satellite was about to fall down, when Kazuha quickly caught him.
"Satellite-senpai! Are you alright?" the dark blue-haired girl asked. Satellite looked behind him to see Kazuha touching him yet again. "It's her!" thought the blonde punk. "She's touching me! And yet...I feel just fine!" Nervous, Satellite got up and began and started searching for the redhead, unaware that he left his sword behind.
"Satellite-senpai!" Kazuha called out. "You're forgetting your weapon!"
"FUCK!" Realizing the dark blue-haired Limiter was right, Satellite turned around and—
"Hey! Don't just ignore me!" called out the voice of the redhead as his flails charged at Satellite.
"Satellite-senpai! Behind you!" cried Kazuha.
But it was too late: he flails caught Satellite and lifted him into the air, entangle around his entire body. Satellite looked down and saw something new that he had never seen before: his opponent, the redhead Pandora, was now wearing a crimson/blue Power Rangers-like exoskeleton.
"Big mistake to forget your weapon!" taunted the redhead. "Though I gotta say: you're either BRAVE or STUPID!"
"Did you forget that the suit you're wearing is a prototype?" Clifford called out to the redhead. "STOP THIS AT ONCE!"
"NO! Not until this motherfucker gets what he deserves!" The redhead's flails charged at the Pandora punk, cutting through his clothes and skin, and causing Satellite to cry in pain and agony. "You like that?!" taunted the redhead. "How does it feel, loser? If you wanna give, you can tell me, and I'll stop! No? Okay! Don't say I didn't warn you!" The flails finally stopped as the redhead looked in triumph. Satellite was brutally and unconsciously dangling from a chain around his right arm; he had over seven scars on his body; his pants were cut off, exposing his underwear; and the front of his jacket and shirt were horizontally slashed, revealing his muscular pecs.
Kazuha and Clifford also watched in horror with the latter thinking, "Oh my god! How could he be so cruel?"
"Man! Pandora Mode is awesome!" the redhead said to himself. "Now I think I'll cut off one of his arms and keep it as a trophy!" He sent another flail at—
"That's enough!"
The redhead suddenly halted as he saw a dark blue-haired girl standing in front of him and holding out her arms, most likely to protect the blonde punk.
"What the fuck?! Move it or lose it, broad! Can't you see I'm in the middle of something?"
Regaining consciousness, Satellite looked down to see himself being defended by the same game who kept touching him.
"Can't YOU see that you're going too far?" cried Kazuha. "You've already won! Now leave him alone!"
"Okay, I have no idea who you are, or why you'd defend some psycho like him, but I just won again, and won't let some cunt like you spoil my victory!"
*SMACK*
The redhead struck Kazuha out of the way with the back of his hand. Noticing this, Satellite's eyes widened. In an instant, he became very mad, and hexagons imbued within his remaining eye. He furiously grabbed the chain around his tattooed arm and began screaming in anger.
Another white light began glowing from inside of Satellite, blinding all of the spectators, including Kazuha as she barely regained consciousness. This also blinded the redhead who shielded his eyes with his arms. Once the light died down, the redhead uncovered his eyes, only to be shocked by what he saw next. "No fucking way! You can activate Pandora Mode too?!"
Satellite was now wearing an exoskeleton outfit similar to the redhead's, except that it was more muscular and had Satellite's weapon, Nova Blood, attached onto his right arm.
"Eh, no matter!" roared the redhead. "I'll still win!" He shot another flail at his opponent, but Satellite rolled out of the way and then rushed at the redhead before striking him with his Nova Blood. A giant cut grew on the redhead's chest, spilling out blood. "*COUGH* I don't believe it!" the redhead whispered as he collapsed in defeat.
Satellite turned around and walked over to his limping opponent who was trying to get up; the redhead was going to die for his negligence at the hands of Satellite. The redhead turned his head to the left and gasped in shock and horror as Satellite was standing before him and holding up his bladed arm to deliver the finishing blow. "I...won't...lose!" growled the redhead in agony. But Satellite ignored him and plunged his—
"HOLD IT!"
The edges of two bladed weapons were suddenly held up to his throat.
"You really wanna destroy one of our prototypes?"
Satellite looked to the left and saw a late-twenties man kneeling on the ground and holding a lance right up to his throat; the man had short dark brown hair that extended down to his neck, brown eyes, a long-sleeved pale blue shirt with a navy-blue tie, navy-blue dress pants, and a pair of brown cap-toe shoes.
"Go ahead. I dare you!" Satellite looked to the right and saw a green-haired man wearing a doctor's uniform holding one of his twin daggers right up to his throat as well.
"Aoi-chan! Are you alright?" Clifford asked as he came to Kazuha's side and helped him up.
"Hey, Fairchild-senpai, who are those two?" asked Kazuha, noticing the two older men right next to Satellite.
"Those two? Oh, those are some of the staff. They were originally part of the Numbers, a Pandora team who fought in the 8th Nova Clash four years ago, but now they're both West Genetics instructors," answered Clifford. "The black-haired man is Young Kim-sensei: the physics teacher and training instructor. And the green-haired man is Dr. Edgar Schmitz: the medical officer."
"So, they fought with my brother four years ago," thought Kazuha.
Satellite stepped back and his outfit disappeared, revealing his surprisingly repaired punk-uniform.
"I didn't think so," Young whispered as he and Dr. Schmitz stepped back and put their weapons away. Then Young grabbed Satellite by his left arm.
"DON'T TOUCH ME!" the Untouchable King screamed as he pulled his arm away from Young's grip.
"You need some time to rest in the Brig, punk," said Young.
"Heh heh heh! So long, sucker!" the redhead laughed as his Volt Texture disappeared as well; but unlike Satellite, his uniform was completely torn up, with only the top-half of his shirt remaining. "You too, Mr." Dr. Schmitz growled as he restrained the redhead.
But just before the staff hauled the two boys away, Young noticed the dark blue-haired girl who was getting up. "Hey, Edgar, you know that girl?"
"That's the school's newest Limiter: Aoi Kazuha," explained the doctor.
"Aoi Kazuha? You don't mean..."
"Uh-huh."
"Hmm, sure brings back memories."
"You're not hurt, right?" Clifford asked Kazuha as the staff hauled the two Pandora away.
"No," said Kazuha.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Positive?"
"Absolutely."
"Good."
*SMACK*
Suddenly, Clifford punched the top of Kazuha's head in fury. "CARE TO TELL ME WHAT THE FUCKSHIT YOU WERE THINKING?!"
"Uh..." said Kazuha with a terrified anime-style face and a large teardrop on her head.
"DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHO SATELLITE L. BRIDGET IS?!"
"N-No. I just wanted to apologize to Satellite-kun about earlier today."
"Wait a second...don't tell me...you're the one who touched Satellite...AT THE CARNIVAL?!"
"Y-Yes."
"Okay. Let me tell you some things: around West Genetics, Satellite L. Bridget is called the 'Untouchable King'," explained Clifford in a calmer tone; but as he continued, his voice grew louder, and his head grew larger while Kazuha began shrinking in typical anime fashion. "The reason is because he absolutely hates being touched and goes crazy and kills anyone who does so. He is the strongest of all the second-year students in West Genetics, attaining an SS rank. He was undefeated in battle until the Carnival earlier today. Among his East Genetics classmates, he was originally known as the 'Pandora Punk'. He was a huge troublemaker back at East Genetics; he transferred to West Genetics because he was responsible for killing over twenty Pandora in battle. And he's rumored to be a serial rapist who rapes any girl who so much as pokes him with their fingernails. So, for your sake, stay as far away as possible from that lunatic! Okay, Aoi-chan?"
"But..."
"BUT NOTHING!"
Later that evening, Kazuha reached her dormitory and arrived at her room.
"Room 203? Here it is," she whispered.
She took out her key card and pushed it into the lock above the doorknob. With a *CLICK*, the door unlocked, so Kazuha opened the door to her new room.
*CLICK* *CREEK*
A door next to her suddenly opened and a blonde-haired teenage girl stepped out. "Hello?" she asked. "Anyone there? Oh hey! You must be my new neighbor!"
"Yes," said Kazuha. "I'm Aoi Kazuha."
"Nice to meet you. I'm Arturia Crypton, a first-year student at West Genetics just like you. I live right next door so I'm sure we'll see each other a lot. You know, it's pretty funny that you transferred in the middle of the school term. But hey, it's nice to meet someone new. Well, I gotta go. See ya!"
"Hey wait!"
"Yeah?"
"Can I ask you something about a second-year I met named Satellite L. Bridget?"
"STAY AWAY FROM HIM! He hates Limiters and refuses to be a big brother to any of them!"
"Huh? 'Big brother'?"
"That's what we call our Pandora partners. I made sure to pick the perfect partner. His name is Gene Roland and he's known as the Angel of Confinement." Arturia reached into her pocket and pulled out a picture. "Here, I have a picture of him." She gave the picture to Kazuha.
Kazuha looked at the picture, which showed a boy with burgundy red hair tied up in a ponytail by a blue ribbon. Instantly, Kazuha became shocked, as it was the redhead he encountered earlier.
In his office, Young observed the profile of Kazuha on the computer screen. "Kazuya's...little..."
"Want some coffee, Young-sensei?"
"WAH!" Young nearly jumped out of his seat. "Don't scare me like that, Edgar!"
"Sorry. I just wondered if you wanted a cup." said Dr. Schmitz.
"*SIGH*...Sure."
After getting his co-worker a cup of coffee, Dr. Schmitz observed Kazuya's profile on the monitor. "So, after all these years, we finally get to see his kid sister. I can understand why you're a little shocked. Kazuya-kun was MY friend too..."
Not responding, Young took a sip out of his cup. "It sure does bring back memories. I only hope we can keep her safe...from that psycho. Otherwise, Kazuya would NEVER forgive us."
Later that night, Satellite was lying on a bed within his prison cell, smoking a cigarette.
"This is all your fault, you know!" roared the voice of Gene Roland within the prison cell next to him. "You have anything to say?"
Satellite continued smoking.
"HEY! DON'T JUST IGNORE ME, ASSHOLE!" roared Gene louder.
Gene continued screaming to get Satellite's attention, but Satellite was NOT ignoring Gene; his ears were filled with ear buds that were connected to his iPod, which blasted extremely loud heavy metal music into his skull. On top of that, he was also thinking about the incident earlier that evening when the blue-haired girl grabbed his arm and shocked him. When the memories flashed into his mind again, he quickly shook his head trying to get the memory out of his head.
"I can't believe I would mistake him for my brother," Kazuha whispered to herself before going to sleep in her bed. "The next time I see him, I HAVE to apologize."
Meanwhile, in the boy's dormitory, a naked blue-haired Pandora was lying backside-down on a massage bed in his room and had just finished having sex with one of his Limiters.
"*PANT* *PANT* So, there's a first-year who transferred to our school?" he asked one of his other Limiters. "Show me!"
The Limiter took out a picture of a Limiter and gave it to her Pandora. The Pandora lifted his head a bit so he could look at the picture which showed a girl with amber-colored eyes and back-length dark blue hair with the sides tied to—oh fuck it—it's Kazuha.
"Wow!" whispered the Pandora in a sinisterly flamboyant tone. "She looks hot. I think she could become another girl who's worthy of receiving a Baptism from Kannazuki Miyagi: the Limiter Glutton..."
End
Cast:
Arturia Crypton: Ayako Kawasumi (Japanese); Brina Palencia (English)
Clifford Fairchild: Nobuyuki Hiyama (Japanese); Vic Mignogna (English)
Edgar Schmitz: Shin-ichiro Miki (Japanese); Christopher Sabat (English)
Father Marco: Tessho Genda (Japanese); Kent Williams (English)
Gene Roland: Jun Fukuyama (Japanese); Matthew Mercer (English)
Young Kim: Akio Otsuka (Japanese); Sean Schemmel (English)
