Alright, chapter 3 awaaaay!
Well, not much with the plot in this chapter, so short chapter. More or less just showing the extent of Ichika's Power Armour and how much better it is to an IS in sheer destructive capability.
Oh, it's still an IS, but the shields wouldn't last that long against a real Space Marine with actual weapons. Ichika's are just imitations, but they function relatively the same.
But maybe he'll actually get a real live Bolter…
(evil laughter in the background)
So, here we go!
I blinked twice as the alarm went off. What… who's-
Phone. Answer.
You're talking rather quickly today.
Your phone has been going off for fifteen minutes. Excuse me if I am not… patient.
You couldn't wake me up?
Unfortunately I possess no ability to electrically jolt you awake.
Damnit. Oh well.
I picked up the phone and answered it, "Yeah?"
"Ikkun!"
"Tabane…" I looked over at Houki, who was still sleeping, "It's…" I checked my watch. One o'clock in the morning? "One in the morning. Why are you calling me?"
"Get to the helipad. There's a stealth helicopter there waiting to pick you up."
"…Am I being sent on a mission?"
"H-how-"
"Only logical conclusion." I shrugged as I got ready to go, "So, are they going to air drop me?"
"You'll get your mission briefing there! Seeya later!"
I have a feeling they're about to send me into a mission that would be impossible. I mean, it's the easiest way to kill off the only male pilot without any questions being raised. Then again, it's not like anyone would question my death at this point and live to speak out about it.
I reached the helipad without any difficulty, and I flashed my ID to the guards, who opened the doors. Climbing in, I found Tabane and another woman.
I took quick note of her rank.
"Ma'am!" I quickly saluted, "Orimura Ichika, reporting for duty!"
"I told you." Tabane snickered, "Sooo…"
"Tch," the woman grunted while pulling out her wallet, "I can't believe I lost 500 yen over this."
"…" my face shifted into a confused look as Tabane giggled.
"Oh, Clarissa and I had a little bet over how'd you react to her." Tabane had a smug look in her eyes. She's also not using honorifics, so they're close. Meaning this Clarissa is most likely someone friendly. As long as I don't piss her off, anyways.
Keep your guard up though.
When do I let my guard down?
Good point. Just checking.
"Lieutenant Clarissa, permission to speak freely?"
"Granted."
"Um… what was this bet about?"
Tabane and Lieutenant Clarissa looked at each other in disbelief. Then Tabane answered, "Well, I knew you do like the military of the Space Marines, but Clarissa didn't believe me, so we had a little wager."
"That I lost."
"You shouldn't have been so hasty!"
"Knowing is half the battle," I added, "The other half is shooting your enemy to shreds. Now, I understand that I've been called on a mission?"
"Yes…" Lieutenant Clarissa passed me a clipboard, "Unfortunately we can not enlist you in the military due to…"
"The fact they don't want a male there, yeah, I'm used to that," I said, not missing a beat without looking up from the papers, "Not sure I understand this… Oh, I apologize for that disrespectful way of talking there, Lieutenant, it just slipped out. I am sorry for any offense-"
"None taken."
"I told you so." Tabane wagged a finger, as I observed by watching the reflection in the window, "So, what don't you understand?"
"The area of mission start… is right over the base. Does this mean I jump off the chopper into the base of this group… Phantom Task?"
"Is there an issue?" Lieutenant Clarissa asked.
"Nope." I grinned, "In fact, it's better than storming up the front gates."
"This kid is crazy." Lieutenant Clarissa sighed, shaking her head.
"Nope, he's just Ikkun." Tabane giggled. Damn straight. Glory to the Imperium and the Emperor!
"Emperor, watch over your humble servant as he accomplishes this task that has been set before him. Allow me to deliver death to those who would challenge your reign and bring glory back to Man." I whispered.
"Ma'am? We're five minutes out from the drop point."
"I had a feeling you'd accept." Tabane grinned.
"Good. So… how do I not make a puddle on the ground?"
"Oh! Right…" Tabane fished for something in her pocket, then pulled out a small glowing orb, "Just hold it by your bracer."
Placing the object over my bracer, I felt something… go… into it.
"Data absorption." she explained, "See, I made your IS with the ability to integrate enemy weapons and steal them if you needed, and also I knew you'd probably want a safe place to store their weapons if you wanted to bring them back and make copies if you find any exotic ones."
"You know me a little too well. So… what is it?" Huh, this means I have a lot of opportunity for expansion. Hm, at the moment I should try to find a sniper rifle. An enemy that is able to outrange me is going to be able to defeat me in an IS battle, which is where most of the world is watching.
"The Jump Pack. If you time it well, you should be able to fight once you touch ground.."
"Good…"
"Drop point in thirty seconds ma'am."
"That's my cue." I got up, "Can I summon my IS in here?"
"It's going to be cramped." Tabane shrugged, "But go ahead."
"I'll be quick about this one."
Mission is simple. Go in, destroy their power supply.
"Alright, let's do this!" I leapt out, "LEEEEROOOOOYYYY JEEENNNKKIIINNNNSSSS!"
Calculating time until Jump Pack usage…
I flew down, cutting through the air, going ever faster.
Done. Deploying jump pack in approximately thirty seconds.
Let's make a grand entrance, shall we?
Bolter?
What else would I use to bring death to my enemies?
The weapon appeared in my hands as usual, and I ran the usual checks. Mhm, already good to go.
Configuring HUD.
Wait, what?
Oh, just a little something I programmed while you slept.
When did you have time...
What? It makes it easier for all this stuff.
True. Carry on.
A timer suddenly appeared on the right hand side, counting down until 'Jump Pack Deployment'. Mission objectives, ally tracker, squad display, all that handy stuff.
Activating.
My fall suddenly slowed at the Jump Pack activated. Wow, this thing is going to be handy. Anyways, we started landing, only to have the enemy soldiers start shooting at our faces. Pathetic…
I hit the ground and went into a roll. First thing I did was take out the guards on the guns. Damnit it is really loud! I guess I did drop straight into hell!
No need to shout!
There are guns and explosives going off everywhere! This helmet might provide protection, but not for hearing! And I'm not a cyborg so we can't just adjust that!
Okay then!
Cover, cover… just need to get a good view of where I am. Damn, we should've gone to the roofs!
Um… Jump Pack. We have that now.
Oh, right. Well, let's crack some heads!
Using the Jump Pack, I flew up and crashed down onto the roof, ripping a massive hole in it and causing several to fall to their deaths. I shot the door open with the Bolter, and the shards of wood and metal that collapsed on the group inside killed them as well.
By this point they were all in the central courtyard I had crashed in. Tanks, light cannons, all that.
You know what, I feel like having some fun. Let's just tear them all to shreds using the Chainsword. The Bolter is getting enough use for now.
You sure?
Mhm. Death to the enemies of the Emperor!
The Bolter vanished and was replaced by my Chainsword. It's familiar rev was sweet music to my ears.
I dashed forward and cut through the first line of infantry. More came from all sides, flooding the area. I cut through the swords they tried to use, still not getting the hint that their damn swords are not effective against my Chainsword! Oh, but I did get a kick for when they started shooting their tanks at me. My senses plus Minato's scanning abilities let me cut through their shots, and the fast moving shells ended up hitting their own troops since I kept on moving while slicing those in half. Hey, I might not take a lot of damage in this armor, but fuck me if it doesn't hurt.
And son of a bitch, those light cannons actually do hurt.
"Commehhere," I growled, dashing to the nearest cannon. The crew there freaked out and abandoned the cannon, leaving me a cannon to use myself!
Of course, I'm just using it to laugh at how their own weapons destroyed them.
After I was finished, I cut the cannon in half, rendering it useless and began the slaughter once again.
Their tanks weren't much either, and since you need a pretty big crew for those things, I left them to simply explode after cutting the barrel of the cannon and scaring the shit out of the crews inside after poking a large hole into the entrance door.
Then of course, I did slice them to pieces. I have a good plan. Leave one person alive to tell about all of this to higher ups to make them fear. They will only know the shape, and what the weapons sound like. With all of these unknowns, they'll be fearful of me. And I will exploit that fear.
Anyways, I'll leave that to the leader of the base here. One lowly grunt panicking will not scare them that much. But if the base leader here came running up with their pants soiled, then you know something's up. Oh, they'll know it's me, of course, but my match with Cecilia was broadcasted around the world, no doubt they watched it. Which means they know how deadly I am.
Psychological warfare is AWESOME.
They actually learned to start shooting from far away… until the abilities of the Jump Pack let me almost teleport right next to them before I sliced them all in half.
"D-demon!" other fire groups screamed before trying to run.
"There is no where to run." I Jump Packed in front of one, ripped a hole in them, "No where to hide," I smashed another with the Storm Shield, "And I am coming for you."
With a primal roar I shifted back to the Bolter and opened fire, tearing holes in everything around me, living and nonliving. The explosions filled the entire area and fire began to consume what was left of the base.
I walked among the remnants, chuckling as the survivors tried to flee.
Emphasis on 'tried'.
"Who is responsible for this?!" an angry voice growled, rising out from the courtyard as the ground moved apart, revealing an IS coming out.
It wasn't much to look at. Yeah, I think it was of German make, considering how it looked like the prototype Germany had released. This one however, had two rail guns. But, considering the fact they are dodging my shots that I began to fire, I'm assuming it has no 'Active Inertia Canceller.' Thank goodness too, since I'm fighting alone, the use of AIC would devastate my fighting capabilities. I'd have to stay very long range and rely on a mix up of throwing weapons and shooting, something I haven't had the chance to get down yet.
"Me." I finally decided to answer.
"What?!"
"You asked who is responsible for this. Actually, no, I am not responsible." I blasted off her two rail guns then took out her flying unit, and she crashed, skidding across the ground. Taking my time walking to her, I scoffed at her punitive attempts to shoot those weird grappling shot things on her shoulders. They simply bounced off the Power Armour, and when the strings tried to trap me, I merely cut them with the Chainsword.
She stopped as soon as the gigantic Bolter was pointed in her face.
"You are not responsible. I am not responsible. Whoever your real leader is… that person is responsible." I growled, "Do you understand?"
A whimper.
"You are to go to your superiors and tell them what has happened. You will explain that I, the humble servant of the God Emperor of Mankind, is coming for them. Then you will turn in your IS to them, and afterwards help to change the world back to its equal state, before the IS came to be. Understood?"
She nodded with fear in her eyes.
"Stand. Up on your feet." As she stood up, I kept the Bolter pointed at her.
"H-how do I get there… you've destroyed my flight pack…"
"You are going to walk, run, and crawl." I growled, "By this humbling journey you will see how it is with no IS by your side. Now get going." I shot once at her foot, and didn't need to shoot again as she sprinted as fast as she could.
Wow. Handled with much care.
That was nothing. While it would do me some good just to shoot her, the fact she ran away and followed my instructions will be far more humiliating. That and those higher ups will know that their days are numbered. And that number is forever ticking down until each and every one is dead.
Are you going to kill them off all at once if you can?
Maybe. But I'll probably make them squirm. One by one each will fall, until one remains, scared for their life and power. Then, just when they think I am gone, I will strike.
You've planned this out, haven't you?
This is how I believe this task should be carried out. They will learn fear and humility. Because the only use I have for my mastered fear-
-is as a weapon. Damn you really are a Space Marine. Albeit a really crazy one at times, but still.
Gee, I am very glad to have your support. Oh, I'm so sorry Minato, did you not get the sarcasm?
You don't have to be such a sore bastard about it.
Hmph. Besides, what Space Marine isn't half crazy.
After using all the explosives that I didn't accidentally blow up to destroy their power generator, I called in the chopper, since there's not a single living thing for miles besides that leader who's out running and their rail guns and CQC tools are destroyed, and no flight capabilities. And since it's very isolated around here, I hope they have fun trying to repair that thing.
Pshaw, as if they could repair damage from a direct Bolter hit.
The chopper came down a few minutes later, apparently they weren't expecting me to finish so early.
"Congratulations," Lieutenant Clarissa said, "You succeeded on your first solo mission."
"It was nothing much ma'am." I saluted, "Base destroyed. All killed but one."
"What happened to this last one?"
"All weapons and flight capabilities destroyed. I sent them to tell their superiors that I will be coming for them." I grinned, "Informal request to take on assignments such as this one."
Lieutenant Clarissa let a small smile appear on her face, "Granted."
"Thank you, Lieutenant Clarissa." I nodded before climbing into the bird.
"Aren't you going to deactivate your IS?" she asked as we started to pull out.
"You never know when something could come out of nowhere. I'm not deactivating it until we are in neutral airspace." I narrowed my eyes, scanning the horizon.
"…You really do know your stuff, don't you?"
"I wouldn't be a Space Marine if I didn't."
"So, what exactly is a Space Marine?" she asked with actual interest.
"Well, let me tell you a story of a universe that there is no peace amongst the stars, only an eternity of carnage and slaughter, and the laughter of thirsting gods. The story on a universe where the god of hope is evil and yet good… only by comparison to everything else around it…"
I think I stunned her pretty well as she had a pretty blank stare when I got off at the school.
Did you really have to cover the Slaanesh?
I had to cover everything.
Even the part about Space Marines eating their dead comrades to gain their memories?
I'll admit that the culture shock was very high.
…You are fucking crazy.
I know. And by the way, I still have to get to class.
Awww, shit. I have to deal with Houki knowing I wasn't here in the morning.
Oh come on, it can't be that bad…
Dodge katana in the face, dodge book coming in to the ribs, duck underneath the kick, jump to avoid another kick from a blushing Houki even though I most definitely did not see underneath the skirt, block a punch-
Okay, I'll admit it was bad-
Jump out of the way of a thrown chair!
-Okay… it's as bad as you thought it would be.
"Can-" I dodged another attack, "We just talk?!"
"Why weren't you here in the morning? You were off doing some perverted thing with a girl, weren't you?!"
"Why the hell would you- never mind, and no! I had some important IS business to take care of." I got bored of dodging and caught her wooden katana with two fingers, "So, please stop trying to hit me."
Her relentless assault died down, "You had me worried."
"I can take care of myself." I shrugged, "You need not to worry about me."
"Still, I-"
"Shit, it's nearly time for class! You get running, I need to take a shower!"
I barely made it in time, diving into my seat just before class started.
And Emperor damnit I'm tired beyond all belief… why did I have to have a night mission? Why?!
Just let Chi-chan whack you upside the head. You'll be awake.
Or dead. I don't think concussion plus blunt force trauma plus sleep deprivation is a good combination in anyone's books.
Oh, forgive me. I thought you were a masochist with all the pain you were dishing out.
Wrong definition, baka. And you monster.
Fine, I'll admit that was a little below the belt.
Oh, it definitely was.
That… sounded very suggestive.
Can it you-
"Attention!"
"Sensei!"
"Ma'am!" I stood up and saluted… DAMNIT! "Fuck! I need to get that down-" I ducked underneath a clipboard, "Oh right, language policy. Apologies." I looked towards where the clipboard would've fallen to retrieve it… only to find a broken window.
Minato, don't they make these windows bulletproof to ward off assassination attempts?
Yes.
Oh bugger me.
My natural instincts kicked in and I rolled to the side to avoid a nasty kick to the face that Yamada-sensei was about to give me. I blocked a punch and resisted the urge to counter, but my hesitation earned me a punch in the gut, which took a quick second to recover from but I dodged her kick to my groin.
"Damnit, people already trying to kill me this early in the morning," I grumbled as I simply rolled away, "I don't think even Khorne could survive this hell."
Khorne would've slaughtered everybody here.
Okay, I'll admit that I was over exaggerating.
"Go Yamada-sensei!" the students cheered. Yeah, fuck you guys too.
"Take him down!"
"Okay, this is a little too out of hand." I sighed as countered her punch, flipping her over then putting her on the ground, "I'm going to get the clipboard. I ask that you don't try to shoot me in the back as I go retrieve it."
I'm surprised. Didn't even have to summon my Storm Shield. I really thought she'd shoot me in the back.
"Laps around the school." Yamada-sensei growled as I handed back the clipboard.
"How many?"
"Ten."
"Let's make it twenty."
"Fourty."
"Fine by me. See you when class ends." I shrugged, walking out of the room.
You have got to be joking. Only sixty laps?
I know.
Oh, just so you know, I've ran a lap around the school once or twice before. Seriously, it has nothing on my training. You know, the time I over pushed myself and nearly killed myself as well.
Good times, good times.
Anyways, yeah, it's not that hard to run fourty laps around the school.
Ahhh, though I hope sensei doesn't try to kill me everyday. And I swear the reason I thought she'd shoot me was because I thought I saw a metallic gleam when we were fighting. I'm pretty sure she has some sort of gun. I know it's Japan and stuff, but then again, the world has changed MASSIVELY. Hell, I've read that in America a man can't even have a hunting rifle these days. Seriously, all this freedom and all that taken away, it's terrible.
Which is why I'm going to bring this world back to what it used to be, come hell or high water… this world needs to be how it was before. Where Man and Women stood equally on this earth. I am very repetitive, I know, but I need to remember what I am doing here. This isn't about vengeance, fame, glory, honor, or any of that. I have been sent by the God Emperor of Mankind to change this world, that is all. Everything else is just a bonus.
When I came in at the end of class today, I had the biggest shit eating grin on my face, "Done."
Did I mention I didn't look tired at all?
"…" Sensei narrowed her eyes at me.
"Oh, why am I not covered in sweat? I decided that after running I'd go and take a shower, change out and all that." my grin only widened, "So, what did I miss today?"
Dodge another clipboard!
"Next time, can it be a dictionary?" I shrugged, picking up the clipboard and handing it to Yamada-sensei before taking my seat, "You know, so it opens up, I catch it, then read out the first word I see? Educational, no?"
"Class dismissed."
I decided to take my time and rest a little bit in my seat, while most of the girls (including Houki) piled out of the classroom.
"A-are you okay, Ichika-san?" a female voice asked from behind.
"Alcott-san…" I turned around, "I'm fine… though I have to ask, when did you start caring about me?"
"N-none of your business!" she stammered.
I heard a few giggles and rolled my eyes. A few girls were off to the side giggling and blushing.
Oh. Oh no. Ooooooooh no. Please Emperor, save your servant from this trial of having a possible harem. Please, anything else but that! Let this trial pass without me in the picture!
Perhaps he is testing to see if you will fall to the enemy.
But I am loyal! I would never fall to the likes of these enemies!
Then prove it. Minato said in a challenging sort of way.
Son of a bitch, fi- No! I see what you're doing!
Damnit!
AHA! Gotcha you little-
"Ichika-san, are you tired? You're zoning out."
"Sorry, Alcott-san. But, ah, you seem to be a lot better off than the last time we spoke-"
"I-it's no problem," she assured me, "I've talked everything out with all the right people."
"Good to hear. I'll… see you later." I quickly left the room.
I really hope this isn't happening. Please no. I'd rather fight all the Chaos gods with nothing but a piece of fruit than deal with a harem.
Because I can survive gunshots, lazcannon shots, Chaos infestations, secret military operations, and a bunch more.
But everyone knows that the most dangerous force in the world is a harem that each girl wants you for herself. Probably because they'll go yandere on you.
All of them having weapons of mass destruction doesn't help either.
Yeah, Khorne would've been long dead by now.
Somewhere in my messed up mind, I swear I heard laughter that belonged neither to myself nor Minato.
I swear if it's the Slaanesh-
It can't be. We haven't even opened up a portal to the Warp.
…Does this make Lieutenant Clarissa a Slaanesh in disguise then?
Wait, what?
That laughter wasn't there when Tabane was with us, so that rules her out. That leader that we fought definitely was not a worshiper of Slaanesh, which means by elimination Lieutenant Clarissa is a Slaanesh follower.
You have got to be fucking kidding me.
I'm serious.
There is no Warp technology here, there is no way we could have possibly run into ANY Slaanesh here. I hope so anyways. 'Cause if we did, we are ALL screwed.
Don't panic. Keep calm and don't blink.
What?
Nothing, I just got a little tongue tied.
Pfft, I thought nothing scared Space Marines.
I'm not afraid, I am cautious of what a Slaanesh is capable of. I must be very cautious around Lieutenant Clarissa the next time around…
Ha, imagine if the Slaanesh influenced all the girls at your school.
… Oh no. I see a lot of… oh my, I can't even begin to fathom…
Wait, let's imagine for a bit. Now, if a Slaanesh came to school… I see…
Death
A lot of fan girls
Bolter shots everywhere
Even more fan girls
Even more death than the fan girls
Things the author will not speak about since this fic would have to be rated M
What was that last thought?
Never mind
A lot of Chainsword
More dakka
Okay, this is getting pointless. It's just going to be a slaughter anyways.
My thoughts exactly.
So… my life just got a whole lot more complicated. I have to survive being sent on suicide missions, the hatred of society, and now the Emperor sees fit to test me by having a harem test me to see if I will fall to the supposed charms of my enemies.
Very well, I shall trust in his judgment. If he believes I need to be tested, I will endure his test!
Haha, Ichika you have no idea. Because everyone is now absurdly powerful.
Yeah, if Ichika's going to be OP, then everyone else should! More explosions! BOOM FOR THE-
Kira: How many times are you going to abuse that line?
Oh can it, you. By the way, Prototype Spartan should be updated soon since I've decided to release the Halloween Special early because of all the support for this fic!
Have a good day and seeya next chapter!