A/N: Thanks for reading guys and keep on reviewing your kind words. I just wanted to reply to a few!

Mangaman:- I haven't figured out the long term storyline yet so you may see a few familiar faces in the future, but as to what context I have no idea yet. =D

Telron: I'm sure many people hate their brains at some point, and I wanted to bring the more 'human' side of a Sekirei other than their whole philosophy of love. Plus it's more I can work with within the story ^_^

Anyhoo, here's chapter 3 and I hope you enjoy!

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Chapter 3: A taste of God

Stifling a yawn, Sasori sat up for the first time in a day, his back aching with every movement. For the long term, his bones had almost healed, the spine giving him trouble due to a crack still not completely mended.

I wonder if I can actually stand up today.

He was less confident in it this time, and considering what happened the previous day. It wasn't surprising.

His feet touched the ground and his knees straightened. He let out a slight hiss, feeling a twinge going up his spine, but other than that, pitch perfect. "It'll still be another day till I'm combat worthy though, especially against NOVAs."

He stretched his back, putting his arms up above his head leading to another twinge in his spine. While it gave him a bit of discomfort doing so, it would overall help his back heal faster and to get used to moving again.

"Holy crap, you're huge."

Sasori turned around slightly too fast for his own good, making his back twinge even more. Letting out a slight hiss, he noticed two people in the doorway. One of whom was a young woman, with shoulder length, brown hair. The other in a white 'nun' outfit of sorts.

"Thank you... I guess?" he retorted, not sure if it was a compliment or an insult.

"Please put some more fitting clothes on rather than a hospital gown, and follow us. We'd like to speak with you." The older, more religious looking one stated.

"Fine. But just one thing... Who are you?"

"I am Sister Margaret, the Principle of West Genetics, and this is Yumi-Kim, a teacher here at the school." she replied.

Sasori turned to look out the window. It was a hot, summers day. The sun was out and not a cloud was in the sky. "Today, is a good day." A shade of light grew around him, encasing him in an aura. He disappeared, with nothing but a golden light colouring the room. It faded and revealed Sasori, as he slowly turned.

"What on earth?" Yumi started to splutter.

Sasori had just changed clothes in a matter of seconds. His clothing resembled a hooded trenchcoat of white with gold markings of crosses and seals. It reached just after his knees where it stopped, revealing his light brown boots, with etched markings of a ying yang symbol. His hands had combat gloves on them, also coloured a light brown.

The two ladies stood there, Yumi Kim seemed more stunned, while Sister Margaret had no expression on her face. "Shall we?" Sasori asked, moving toward the door.

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"I heard today that the mystery man will be released today."

Satellizer L. Bridgette rolled her eyes at her nemesis. Ganessa Roland was a pretty girl, but far too cocky for her own good. The red-pigtailed girl was always over-zealous in situations.

If the 'new guy' doesn't take a liking to her attitude, it could end badly. Although I have a feeling it won't end badly for him, but for her.

It was not often that Satella worried about her class-mates but something felt very 'off' in her. Ever since his destined crash into the campus, there was non-stop talking about him wherever she went. Though nothing bad had happened since he was here, she guessed he was an ally of sorts. But even when people should have been her allies, Satella never got along with many.

The two were walking to their next class. And while Satellizer usually walked alone, Ganessa spotted her and started interrogating her if she had done a baptism with Kazuya yet. She used the rumor of the 'mystery man' to spoil the awkwardness.

"I don't really know what he's going to do, or is up to. It doesn't make sense to send one man here to help defend us either."

That was Satella's opinion, one she voiced whenever Kazuya or Lana Linchen brought it up.

"You know, everyone here has a purpose. I bet he's weak though." As usual Ganessa was high and mighty in her head, far above everyone else.

The two were stopped in the hallway by Elize Schmitz, West Genetics 'Doctor'. She stood tall, with a ponytail, locking her green hair in place. "Sister Margaret wants you two to see her in the simulation arena."

Satellizer and Ganessa looked at each other briefly. "The Simulation Arena?" Asking in unison, Elize just nodded her head and gestured them to follow her. She would leave with or without them.

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"And what is this?" Sasori stood, curiously looking at the empty hall below. They stood above in a viewing point where the simulation commands would take place.

Sister Margaret walked up beside him looking down. "This is our training ground. We replicate holo-images of the NOVA and train against them using real-time occurrances and techniques."

"Aha, so you want to see what I can do I assume?" weakly chuckling Sasori hinted at the entrance to the chamber below.

"While that is why we brought you here, we are waiting for some guests to arrive."

"Oh, spectators. Great..."

"You don't want them to watch you?"

"Oh no, don't get me wrong I like to be judged like I'm a fucking horse doing a track."

The sarcasm rang through the room. "Well, whatever. I don't really care who watches me anyway. No matter what simulations you run, it can't compare to real combat."

"While that may be true. Many pandora die in their first skirmish. This is the only thing we have to ensure their survival chances rise by a few percent."

Sasori's was rattled a bit by that. "What is the survival chances of a Pandora in their first real battle would you say without this training?"

"Almost 5% without simulation training. With simulation training it boosts it to a good 47%."

"So, even with a simulation center, it's still less than a 50/50 chance of coming home?"

Sister Margaret nodded sadly.

"In that case, I applaud it." Sasori's tone dramatically changed from sullen to acceptance.

The two waited with Yumi-Kim while the 'others' arrived. The door opened after a few minutes of silence and wondering with Elize Schmitz coming through it first. She was followed by Satellizer, Kauya in tail, and Ganessa Roland.

"The others should be here soon as well. I sent Arnett to get them." Elize said to Sister Margaret who nodded in reply.

Within a short time, Arnett McMillan came through the door, followed by Su-Na Lee and Amelia Evans.

Amelia... Sasori shook his head upon the thought entering his mind. Now's not the time for that.

Sister Margaret clapped her hands together, practically making Ganessa jump out her skin. "Alright, ladies, I'd like you to meet someone."

Sasori turned from the window and took a step forward towards the group, smiling in their direction.

Ganessa's eyes widened, mumbling something along the lines of "Oh my god, he's so handsome!". She received a prompt slap to the back of the head by Satellizer whom she growled at.

"I guess it's time to introduce myself then", "I am Sasori, Sekirei #109."

"... That it?" Kazuya asked.

"You expected more? I'm sorry, I'm a person, not a clown." Sasori retorted. Why the hell do people expect more from me? It's like they want to see me jumping through damn hoops.

"Sorry. It's just, we've heard rumors around the school."

"Rumors will be rumors. They start with lies and end with them. Not once did I say what my powers can do to the people here, or anywhere for that matter. So anything you've heard is most likely false." Sasori quickly finished up correcting Kazuya.

"However!" Sister Margaret interrupted, "Sasori is going to simulate battle against a NOVA in the chamber today and we wanted some of our most gifted students to see it."

"With all due respect Sister, I am not a student here." Amelia Evans spoke up. "Why am I summoned?"

She smiled at the question, "Because Ms. Evans, you have spoken with him the most and thus will most likely make him most comfortable being here."

Amelia immediately blushed at the implication. "B-But..." she started to stutter an excuse against the claim when Sasori interrupted her. "Actually, it might sound ludacris, but it's true. I am more comfortable around you since I've gotten to know you Ms. Evans."

This caused her to blush even more. Her face going an extreme tint of crimson. "I-Uh..." she sighed, "Fine. I'll stay." She looked up from he embarrassment, to a smiling Sasori. She couldn't help but smile in return.

"Sasori, if you will." Sister Margaret gestured at the entrance way.

Nodding in reply, he made his way to the chamber below. The school news team had managed to sneak in to shoot some footage of Sasori in the simulation arena. It synced to all the TVs in the school as an available channel.

"We have an exclusive shot of the new 'mystery man' who crashed into the school a few days ago."

Sasori stepped up to the center of the arena, waiting for the holo-imaging of the surroundings he'd be presented with.

Suddenly a sprawn of skyscrapers and buildings were growing around him, showing him up on a plain city road.

"Incoming NOVA in one minute."

The computer system warned Sasori of an incoming enemy holo. It didn't phase him much. He knew his power, although it could be much more, he shouldn't have any problem with the NOVA. If it was an Type-S he might.

A NOVA appeared a few hundred meters away from him, showing itself as a Type-R. A weak type. Just my style to easy into destruction.

Sasori didn't move an inch as the NOVA was slowly making it's way to him. It's chassis, wheeling it toward him at a slow pace. It stopped before him, a few meters away.

"It's almost like an intimidation tactic." Sasori muttered. "How useless."

"There is a staredown between a Type-R holo and the 'new guy'. We've been told his official designation is #109." The news report went on rolling.

The Type-R lifted it's arms as a spear of silicon came down toward Sasori at high speed. He immediately jumped back to avoid the attack, scraping the ground as he did so. "You've played your move. Now it's my turn."

Sasori jumped back onto a building, making himself at level height with the Type-R's chest. A strategically sound move to have a clear strike at it's core. The Type-R made another round at Sasori, creating smoke and craters where he would have been standing if he hadn't jumped back again.

He tutted, "You've had your turn already. It's cheating to go again!"

The news report caught his mumbling and as usual, stated it; "#109 seems to be talking as if it's a game to the holo-image. Is he seriously that confident or is there another reason behind it?"

Jumping up in the air, Sasori balled his hands together creating a sphere of light. He started swirling it to his left, creating a more centralized oblong shape. He span in the air with the newly made shape of light.

"Righteous Discus!" he roared. Putting his energy into his left arm for the throw. He let go of the disc, letting it rotate and head for the Type-R's chest. It whistled through the air and as Sasori landed, he saw it punch through the Type-R's armour, along with it's core.

He turned and started walking toward the edge of the building. As he got to the end, the final explosion of the NOVA was heard. He looked up towards the viewing room above and saw a few jaws dropped and grins. There was only one face he was interested in, and her face was smiling, impressed with what she had seen.

"Well, as you can see, this #109 is no joke, smashing through a Type-R's armour and core in one strike without the need of a limiter or freezing field!" With that the news report ended, especially when the camera turned to see Elize Schmitz in the field of view.

A minute later...

Sasori walked through the entrance door to the simulation chamber oncemore, returning to the room the 'guests' were gathered in.

"Well. I'm impressed." Yumi stated.

Sasori looked around, and saw nods of agreement. This led him to smile. It gave him happiness to see that he had in a way... been accepted, although not officially.

Amelia stepped forward, almost touching him. "Well, you showed me your power. So what do you call yourself?"

"What do you mean? My Pen-Name?"

"Well, yeah. Satellizer is known as the Untouchable Queen. Ganessa is known as The Angel of Confinement, what would you be known as?" she elaborated.

"Well, I had one alias when fighting in Shintou-teitou..." he paused, hanging his head down. That in itself was a bad idea, as having his head down he could clearly see Amelia's cleavage and was not helping matters.

"I was known as The Paladin. I was God's warrior."

Sister Margaret's eyes widened a little. It is said that the NOVAs are God's way of striking us down because we became to reliant on technology. It is related to the Tower of Babel. Yet, is he our salvation? God's gift of a second chance?

The others remained speechless. Sasori looked around again and saw the majority of eyes were on him. Then looked down, and saw Amelia looking down at his chest. She had noticed a pendant on his trenchcoat. It was a gold crafted symbol of sorts. It had two binds that intertwined with one another to create a triangle like shape.

She reached out and touched it. Leaving Sasori looking at her in a confused state. The truth was it reminded her of Rattle, her fellow E-Pandora who gave her life for Amelia. Rattle always wore a signet in her hair to keep her left bang from getting in her face, and for Amelia, it just reminded her of her friend.

Sasori saw a tear roll down her cheek, and put his hand on her shoulder. It brought her out of her trance and back to reality.

"Memories are a good thing, remember?" he smiled. She stepped away from him, realizing how close she was to him without a reason. His words did have some effect on her, cheering her up in the process, especially after their talk the previous day.

He moved toward Amelia, closing the distance once more. "Hold out your hand." he said. She had no reason not to and decided to go with it. She knew what he was going to do. With that he took off the pendant and placed it in her hand, and circled her fingers over it.

"It has more meaning to you than it does to me. Therefore, it should be yours." his smile retained it's place on his face, becoming a softer, gentler smile than before.

A teary-eyed Amelia thanked him by bowing respectfully for his gift, only growing more agitation from Sasori. Ultimately now, Sasori wanted his Ashikabi to be Amelia. He was becoming increasingly warmer, but with so many women in the room, he had no idea if it was her or not. However, he did consider her a friend now, and he hoped she would feel the same way, maybe more.

"Sorry to break this up, but we have things to do and people to see." Elize Schmitz voiced, breaking the moment for the two.

"Sasori, you have a room in the male dorms on the second floor. You should have all you need there. For the time being you will be put into the second years class to advise and help them train." Sister Margaret had given out his marching orders, but didn't forsee his reaction.

"Excuse me?"

"You have a room in the male dorms, and you will be attending classes with second years to help them develop." she repeated herself, her voice becoming louder and more clear.

"Oh no, I didn't mis-hear you. I don't care what you want me to do. I'm here to defend the school, not help develop the students. I am not under orders to obey you, nor am I here to do other's jobs."

"Then you have no place here. We have defenders of the school already." she retorted.

"Who?" he asked quickly.

"The reserves and the fourth years are the current defenders should anything happen."

Sasori laughed egotistically, "You have high-class STUDENTS and the reserves protecting the school?", "I believe if you asked them what their current orders are, not one of them would be 'defending the school'. Otherwise, Chevalier wouldn't have requested my presence here..."

"Besides, I have my own interests here." he continued.

"Which are?" The principle enquired, a concerned and inquisitive expression on her face.

"Which are none of your business." he smiled. Making his way to the door. Taking one hand and opening it, turning around, "Ciao!".

A minute passed with silence engulfing the room oncemore. That was the first time for any of the students, Amelia and the teachers Yumi and Elize to have anyone speak to Sister Margaret that way.

They truthfully didn't know how she would react to his replies, or rather, hostile quips. She sighed heavily, "No matter. His presence is quite welcome considering the 12th Nova Clash. All we can do now is let bygones be bygones. I do want you to keep an eye on him though."

The group nodded, with the exception of one. Amelia Evans held the pendant tightly in her hands up to her heart.

"Amelia." Sister Margaret began, "I would like you to keep close with him. At least to make sure he doesn't do anything reckless. He trusts you."

"Yes, Sister."

Truth be told, Amelia didn't want to have to be watching him every second of the day. It would only make her feelings for him swell even more. You would have to be a fool to not see any connection between the two now.

She made for the door, with the pendant still in her right hand by her side. "And what are you going to do now?" Yumi asked.

"My job." she replied and exited the room.

Sister Margaret sighed heavily again. "Something wrong?" Elize chipped up.

"No, in fact the opposite. You can tell those two belong, can't you?" A brief smile hitting her lips.

"I must admit, they seem close. But I know you have another motive for them to be together."

"While I do have another motive to keep him around. He is a strong warrior, and can cut down NOVA without the use of a limiter. He is unique on the battlefield and may be our trump card in the next incursion. But, creating a couple is one thing that makes others happy to see."

She paused briefly, and looked out the window to the now bare simulation chamber. "Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies", "They have more in common than they think."

Elize stood there with Yumi on her right. The two had been friends since attending as students together and fighting side by side. They looked at each other with a look that said 'Is she serious?'.

Yumi finally broke the silence, "Well, I think it's time we got back to work. We saw what we came here to see."

"I agree with you Yumi. But I fear we have not seen anything just yet." Sister Margaret finished as she exited the room, bidding them a good day as she did.

The two students still in the room, Satellizer and Ganessa were supposed to be there to be his first 'class-mates' as it were, but since he rejected the proposal he made anger flair in one certain red-head.

"Does he think he's better than us or something!? I hate people like that!" Ganessa fumed, Satellizer swearing she could see steam rising from her ears.

"For the love of God, don't challenge him Ganessa." she sighed.

"Ms. L Bridgette is right. It would be a foolish move to challenge him." Elize supported her. "He is more powerful than what we have seen, that is clear.

"How do you know that? You've never seen him before either!" she pouted.

"Two things; don't be so rude, I'm still your teacher. Secondly, he didn't even break a sweat destroying a Type-R NOVA with one fell swoop. What makes you think you'll be a harder challenge?"

"S-Sorry for my rudeness Sensei." she said with her head down. However, I will still challenge him. No one mocks the Second Years, especially when I'm included!

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Hope you guys enjoyed the little fight scene in this one and the first look at Sasori's powers! I had to genuinely create a 'move list' of sorts for him. I felt like I was creating a character for Mortal Kombat haha.

Keep reviewing if you're enjoying my work and I hope to get the next chapter out within a couple of days, should work not keep me busy. Ciao!