I'm not going to stop writing entirely P-and-P. I'm just... going to take a long brake, maybe even go into other series. But thank you for your concern, it's great to know that others are enjoying my crazy imagination. (^.^)

Gods Eater: Umiko -

Gods Eater Type: New-Type

God Arc: Forbidden Holyblade; Silenzio; Ymir +

Control Unit: Originally Loki, now Gods Eater

Upgrades: Originally Stun Immunity and Great Sword Kit 2, now Burst Shift and The Reaper

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Gods Eater: Sora ******

Gods Eater Type: Old-Type Long Blader

God Arc: Thunder Chainsaw EX; Brute Shield R

Control Unit: Gods Eater

Upgrades: Burst Shift and The Reaper

Hollow Shells

She was floating... swimming in a large tube of green liquid. It wasn't as neon green as the stuff that was injected into her system, it was more light a clear green Sprite color. She was submerged with no oxygen mask and yet she was still able to breath. She should be... what should she be? She believed situations like this would cause fear, but she felt nothing. There was nothing... looking down at her hands she saw that she was most likely around 18 years old but she had no memory of how she came to be. She was wearing a simple nightgown, a sterile white but still thick enough to not be see-through while wet. Did she put it on, or did someone else dress her?

Questions continued to ring in her head. What's outside this tube, what was waiting for her? Why was she made to be? Who made her? And what did they make her for? Umiko's mind couldn't get over this. She suddenly came into being for all she knew, years of possible existence and yet she doesn't recollection any of it.

She couldn't even feel any emotions for her predicament. Did she even know who she was? Even so, something inside her told her something was missing. Her God Arc... where did her partner go? She had become so numb that she paid no mind to the people coming into her blue and gray lab room with a white tile floor. Individuals in lab coats, one in a regular white trench coat with one eye who had an air of authority, and a young man in a black body suit. The suit was just like the Dengeki PS suit, but the yellow lines were red and the logo behind it gone. On the side of the shoulders of the suit were printed in white the numbers '01.' She clinged as much as her hands could onto the glass of the test tube to get a better look at the young man, holding on to the slightest bit of emotion she had suddenly felt. That boy... she knew him. A head devoid of memory and yet she recognized this young man.

"It looks like you've finally woken up." The man in the white trench coat said, grinning up to her as she floated along. He turned to the other scientists and engineers in lab coats. "Drain the tube, it's time that our new member gets to know the team."

The liquid slowly drained down the tube through drainage holes that opened with the push of a switch from one of the scientist. She descendent to the ground, catching herself with her hands as she fell on her knees. Taking in her first breath of actual air, a shiver ran over her body from the cold air. Umiko looked up as the test tube opened up and the man in the white trench coat stepped forward. He didn't stop until he was five feet away from her, she did not know this man.

"Welcome back." He greeted to her. "Tell me, do you remember your name?"

"... Umi... ko..." Umiko said with a struggle as she hunted for the answer in her head.

"Do you remember anything else? A last name?"

"No..."

"Can you recall anything at all?"

"... Nothing... there's nothing..." She answered, looking down as her head began hurt from her persistent attempts to find something. The second emotion that she was able to experience... did she like it or hate it? What is like? What's hate?

"All part of the process Umiko." The man said down to her. "The injection was design to enhance your Gods Eater abilities, but at the same time cost you your memories. According to previous tests as a defense mechanism all memories that would cause pain to the user are disposed of. Judging from your empty slate, you must have been through a lot of pain."

"..."

"Perhaps it's better this way. This is a great opportunity to start a new life."

"?"

"My apologies, I haven't introduce myself." The man put his hand on his stomach and gave Umiko a light bow. "My name is Garland von Shicksal. As of today I am your Director. My orders shall be absolute, you will follow them accordingly and with top priority. As long as you follow this one rule, everything will be all right."

"... Where'd my God Arc go?"

"Ah, good. So you remember that much. That's leaves less work for us. Your God Arc is waiting for you in the next room, you can get it when we're done here." Garland grinned. "Umiko, we are your family now. Anything you don't need to know is already gone. Just follow my lead and all will be well."

"Yes..." Umiko got to her feet and stood tall, saluting him with a right fist pump to the heart. "Director Garland..."

"Good. Welcome to the Finland Branch, No. 2."

"Welcome? What Branch was I in before?"

"Irrelevant. If the experiment wiped it out of your memories then it's not worth mentioning again."

"Yes sir."

"Excellent. No. 1, escort No. 2 to the next room to suit up." Garland ordered to the young man behind him. "Take her to her God Arc and return here when you're done."

"Sir." The young man replied back, saluting him the same way Umiko did. Approaching Umiko, his face slightly softened from its set in stone stoic. "Do you know me?"

She hesitantly lifted her hand to gently cup his cheek. "... I know your face... Sora..." Her hand slowly retracted back to her side. The moment of affection short lived as her emotions. "Sora..."

"So you do remember me. I'm so glad... Umiko. At least, that's what I think this is." Sora moved to the side to make room for her to pass. "This way."

It wasn't until the two God Eaters left the room that one of the scientist decided to speak up to the Director.

"Garland, I must strongly advise against this." She was one of the brightest minds in the Finland Branch while still being in her late 20s. With a double PhD in Engineering and Aragami Biology she had made her way up the ranks of Fenrir as a respected scientist. Nothing compared the legendary Stargazer but still up there in the science community. Her light brown short hair complemented her blue eyes, a pair of goggles graced her untamed hair. Although she wore an open one-piece labor uniform under her lab coat that revealed her black bra she still carried an air of professionalism. "We should have never took Umiko from her Branch, let alone involved Sora in this."

"Dr. Rumiko, this is for the good of human kind." Garland assured to her. "We need those two in order to further advance the human race and insure our place at the top of the food chain. They are right now our main trump card to saving mankind."

"By ejecting them with liquified Aragami's cores?!" Dr. Rumiko protested. "These are children, Garland! Not even out of their teens yet!"

"Not just any Aragami core, Dr. Rumiko. The highest type of Aragami among the flying species, there's nothing in the world like them. It took great lengths to gather those cores, we're riding everything on this experiment. So far it's become a great success."

"A success?! Sir, you've wiped out their memories and turned them into hollow shells!"

"Heh, isn't that what we want in the perfect soldiers?" Garland smirked at her. "The placenta to control the behavior of the Aragami. We've taken the same principal and use it on our God Eaters, they'll have the same characteristics of the Aragami but with control. Dr. Rumiko, we have just created the perfect Super Soldiers. And using what we study from those original two, we can replicate this to create more Super God Eaters at the perfect dosage."

"The perfect dosage? You mean you gave them an undiluted dosage of liquid Aragami core with the hopes that they didn't undergo an Aragami Transformation?!"

"Risks need to be taken if one wishes to move forward, Dr. Rumiko."

"Damn it, Garland! This is beyond irresponsible and unethical!" Dr. Rumiko said in outrage. "Mitsutsuki has already paid for us tampering with the forbidden, must the next generation paid as well?!"

"I see... so that's what this is about." Garland said as if coming to a realization. "You're still stuck in the past, the man's dead, Rumiko. What happened back then was a tragedy, I know. But I can't afford to be weighed down by past laments. Mistakes of the past should remain where they belong, in the past. If Mitsutsuki has been so generous to pass on his unique genes, who are we to pass up such an opportunity? I must continue to dirty my hands in order to press on. I'd suggest that you do the same, Dr. Rumiko."

"You bastard, I wash my hands of this." Dr. Rumiko said, throwing her lab gloves on the floor by Garland's feet. "I'm done. Mitsutsuki deserved better than this and you know it."

And with that she was gone. Finland Branch's greatest mind had just walked out the door, disapproving of the Director's drastic experiment. The other scientists and engineers looked in shock at what had just happened.

"Hm, well... that's one thorn out of the way." Garland then turned to address the other scientists. "Anybody else want to walk out of this?"

They all shook their heads. This man was dangerous when he felt that others were a threat to his goal. The only thing protecting Dr. Rumiko is her high rank in Fenrir science division. Everyone in the Branch knows that the One Eyed Man only looks out for himself.

"Good. This project cannot afford to have any weak links in the chain. We must proceed with the plan without any hindrances. Now then, dispose of any belongings of Umiko that relates to her past life. We wouldn't want our new Super Gods Eater to have any negative outside interference."

They all nodded in compliance, but none of them would man up to tell the Director that all of Umiko's personal belongings had already been removed by Dr. Rumiko. Most likely the items have left the Finland Branch along with Dr. Rumiko. They could rest assured that they wouldn't be seeing them again. Just as Director Garland gave them his address, Sora had returned with Umiko and their God Arcs. She wore the same body suit as Sora, but it was white and the numbers '02' were written in black print on the suits shoulder sides.

Both their God Arcs present and ready for actions. They look like a Yin and Yang team, the perfect balance. Garland couldn't help but grin at this, everything was going all according to plan.

"Well then, now that you guys are ready. Report for Medical Check up, we must be sure that Umiko is in top condition." Garland ordered to Umiko. "Please don't hesitate to tell someone if you're feeling... unwell."

"Feeling un... well?" Umiko titled her head to the Director, the instructions were a little foreign to her.

"Do you know what pain is?"

"Yes..."

"Please immediately tell someone if you start feeling unknown pain."

"Yes sir."

"Good. Once you're done with your Check up, you and Sora will begin your training. He's been here longer, so he'll show you the ropes and help you tap into your new and enhanced abilities." Then he smirked at her with a knowing look. "I have high hopes for you."

"!" A spark. Something about what he said gave her a spark inside. But just as quickly as it came it was gone.

"Is something wrong?"

"No sir."

"Then Dismissed." With the horizontal wave of his hands he released them from their formation. Giving their Director on more stand tall fist pump to the heart salute. Soon Sora was leading Umiko to the Finland Branch's Sick Bay, Garland was looking forward to the results.

Aside from the miraculous bond the two had with each other in order for their memories of each other not be devoured by the experimental shot dosage; they were completely numb to the world. But what did he expect when coming from their background, of course they wouldn't forget each other. But that would work to his advantage, with so little memory they would cling to each other. They were all they had now, each other and him. He wouldn't have to worry about defiance from them. They were the perfect soldiers, the perfect lap dogs. Only loyal to him, the perfect God Eaters. And soon, if all went well, he would have a whole army of them.