Chapter 5: A new student in silver
"Alright everyone, good morning. Please return to your seat now."
Yamada Maya, vice homeroom teacher of class 1-2 possessed a short petite figure. Despite her age no matter how she tried to behave like an adult, she looked like a kid from the way she spoke, her big round eyes, a slightly awkward figure whenever she's explaining a lesson to the whole class in the beginning of each lesson turned out to be a smooth sail eventually as she progressed. With a pair of gigantic fleshy orbs etched on her chest bouncing whenever she moved fast, making her like a kid who's being forced into adult's clothing from wherever angle everyone saw.
"Stand, greet!"
The class representative had a voice of a male. In fact, she's a he no matter what as the tall man standing in the hallway got a look at his face. The class rep wore a white collar uniform and unlike others of his classmate who wore a skirt, a trademark white long pants of Infinite Stratos Academy covered his legs. As, the class representative was a splitting image of Chifuyu Orimura, the guy in the hallway remarked that this kid must be that well known Ichika Orimura. Medium slender built, a pretty face, everyone's idol, yadda yadda yadda.
But above all, a guy.
The only species that he saw in his sea of females.
"Good morning, Yamada-sensei."
The man in the hallway studied how those kids greet in a polite bow before returning back to their respective seating. Typical of Japanese courtesy although the majority of them are not Japanese. The man in the hallway guessed. When in Rome, then do like the Romans do, huh? The man sighed. He's not the type to bow to other people and couldn't imagine that everyday he had to do this routine before starting what that old man said as a 'lesson'.
"Alright everyone. I have a good news. We have a new transfer student here." Yamada sensei cheerfully announced.
The class was sat in an enthusiast silent. Smiles of excitement were drawn on their faces.
"You may come in now." Yamada instructed the man to come.
The metallic white door slid open as the man walked into the class and stood beside Yamada. He immediately grabbed a white chalk underneath the writing board and wrote his name. Putting the chalk on the chalk holder underneath the board, the man revealed himself to the whole class.
He had a beautifully silver hair that perfectly paired the color of his eyes. He's built in a tall slightly muscular body unlike the past when he's buffer and his shoulder was broader, the current of his was more charming in look. He shared the same clothing design like Ichika Orimura, but the collar uniform was replaced by a white jacket of Infinite Stratos Academy and he left it slightly unzipped revealing a pendant dangling on his manly cleavage which ignored as the whole class was more concentrated on his well packed chest like an action movie actor.
"Dante. Just Dante. Douzou yoroshiku onegaishimasu."
"WWWWHHHHAAAAATTTT?!"
Dante's ears instantly rang from the spontaneous surprise screaming from the whole class. He was slightly flinched backward from the deafening high pitched noise of girls. Jeez-us Christ! Dante had one finger covering his ear questioning the first treatment of freshies when getting into a class nowadays.
"He's a male! A really male!"
"Whoa! Seriously?! A second male in our class beside Ichika-kun?!"
"No way! He's an I.S pilot like Ikkun too?!"
"And he's also a hunk!"
"Tell us more about yourself!"
"Dante-san where did you come from?"
"Dante-san, which family are you from?"
"Awawawa…Everyone, calm down please. Awawawawa…" Yamada panicked.
15 hours prior to Dante's transfer,
Dante found himself sitting back inside where he found himself awake after his session with Chifuyu. Hands were bounded with another brand new electromagnetic cuff. Off across the corner, the ghost of Morrison staring at him blankly by his blood-filled eyes and seemingly holding a deep grudge on Dante for some reasons Dante did.
"Why, Dante? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?"
"Cut it out, old man. You won't ascend to the heaven if you keep venting your anger like that."
"Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?"
Dante sighed. He's beat after what had happened today especially when he had to utilize his own demonic energy to stir fry the electromagnectic restraints on him. Under normal circumstances, he would not resort to the Neanderthals strength unless when he's in the edge when fighting the kind itself as the demonic power sapped his strength in instant after brief of period.
The demonic butler, Infinite Stratos Academy, the so called group of human terrorist under the name of Phantom Task whom he took out in a bloody combat, all of them were hardly making any pictures to him. Where there's a light, then let there shall be a shadow. If ISA is the light, Phantom Task is the opposing shadow force. Yes, that he could understand as a starter.
The Nephilim and his demonic butler Phinneas however, yet he still could not figure out what games were they playing. Moreover, who's this himthat both Neanderthals figure in human skin refer onto?
He exhaled as he hardly link anything from the recent occurrence with any sides. Dante shut both of his weary eyes and decided to sleep. No use to think about it, at least for now.
Dante is a quick sleeper. It did not take long until he fell into a slumber. Just as he fell into a deep sleep, the metallic door clicked opened. Dante did not bother to look at the visitor.
"Get up Dante. We are going."
The demanding voice was Chifuyu's. Cold and sharp just like how they were met.
"Looks like no break today, huh?" Dante slowly woke up. "*Yaaawnnn..* Where to?"
"Principal's office. Someone wants to meet you."
"What's this? Some sort of prison?"
"You can say that if you want to, nevertheless, this place is a school to begin with."
"Never been to one before."
"Really? Not a single one"
"You read my story already."
Questioning no further, Chifuyu escorting Dante passing the futuristic hollow hallway alone.
"Too busy running from the button men since a brat." Dante continued as they walked "No time to spend dilly dallying at the school and if I did, couldn't afford to drag others into my mess."
"I see."
"Speaking which, I don't see your guards around."
"I sent them back to their post already."
"Really? You sure a confident one aren't you?" Dante teased. "What would you do if I broke these cuffs again?"
"You can try." Chifuyu coldly replied. "Don't expect me to take you lightly just like before though. We're here"
Chifuyu knocked a wooden door standing before her multiple times. Principal's Office. Dante made the words from the letters he saw. Whoever behind the door expecting him must be someone that these people worth to die for.
"Please come in." The voice behind the door called.
Chifuyu gently pushed the wooden door opened, guiding themselves inside.
" , here's him." Chifuyu said.
Sitting on the middle of a welly arranged room was an elderly Japanese sharing the same age like Morrison. Despite being consumed by time, the old man maintained his built as if he was in forties. The principal had a kind look resided within him and that look was kind enough to let Dante forgot all of his fatigues for a short moment.
"Mr. Sparda, I presume?" The old man kindly smiled.
"Just Dante. Without the Sparda." Dante stepped inside the room following by Chifuyu. "You are the principal, old man?"
"Indeed, I am. Now where are my manners? Juuzou Kutsuwagi. Pleasure to meet you. Please have a seat, both of you." Juuzou Kutsuwagi walked onto a liquor display next to his desk. "May I offer you a drink or two, Dante-san? What's your potion? Cognag? Wine? Oh, anyway, I got a good scotch here that I can offer you its worthiness."
"Thanks but I'll pass."
Kutsuwagi pretended that he did not hear Dante's response. He poured 2 glasses of scotch from his best liquor, directed one glass to Dante despite of his refusal while other was placed on the opposite of Dante's glass.
"By the way Orimura-sensei, please take o ff his cuff." Kutsuwagi instructed.
"But sir, I…"
"It's fine. No worries."
"If you say so." She unlocked Dante's shackles. The electromagnetic restraint unbind themselves with a click
"Now Orimura-sensei, you have done a good job. Now please, leave us together."
"What?!" Chifuyu surprised. "Sir, I should warn you that this man is dangerous. I can call some people to secure the perimeter…"
Kutsuwagi rose his hand along with a confident tranquil smile directed at Chifuyu.
"I appreciate your concern, Orimura-sensei. However, I believe that Dante-san is not that kind of man. Also, I don't want to treat our guest like a prisoner especially when he did a huge favor for us yesterday. Now please, if you don't mind."
"Understood. I'll be waiting outside. If things go south, please do not hesitate to let me know whatever it is." She let her eyes fell at Dante's. "If you think of something stupid Dante, better don't."
The door firmly shut. Dante gave a devilish smirk toward the principal.
"You are a confident one, huh old man?" Dante asked. "What makes you think I won't wring your neck? Well…hold on. Lemme guess, what is it again? Oh yeah! 'Look! This man fought with us. He's our allies! Yaay! yadda , yadda , yadda.' Is that it, old man? Lemme make this clear. I am fighting for myself, not you or this so called I.S Academy. Think again, old man."
"You are not." Kutsuwagi responded.
The air around them suddenly dropped along with Kutsuwagi's sudden dead serious expression. Dante suddenly felt a chill running down on his spine. Thump! Thump! Thump! Dante's heart was jumping fast. For unknown reason, Dante was psyched with the sudden demeanor aura the old man emitting. What is this presence? Dante felt like he came face to face with an entity he never face with before.
Stronger than any demons he ever met, yet emitting no threat to his life at the same time.
Strangely, Dante was unable to react. All he could do was sit there, eyes locked to the old man like a lock.
"Dante-san, you are the worst liar I ever seen in my life."
Dante wanted to cut the old man's statement.
Again, he couldn't.
Dante was muted. As if his mouth was stitched up as a result of the old man's presence.
"How do I know? That's easy." He pointed Dante. "You have a pair of beautiful eyes. Too bad that the windows to the world of yours are deadly shut. Such a shame." Kutsuwagi crossed all his fingers in a praying manner as he rested his back on the chair.
"First of all, I really thankful for your assistance that you provided to us. We are without all means owe you a big one. You must be aware of your own position as you can pilot an I.S, which can only be piloted by females. Therefore, whether you like it or not, you are going to be admitted into I.S Academy as it is our duty to take any candidate pilot into our wing to train them for good cause. On the other hand, the ones you took out are the ones whom disrupt the balance of this world." Kutsuwagi continued. "Regarding your action yesterday. I did not justify your lethal actions in dealing with the enemy as I understood how the dangerous the situation you were into…" Kutsuwagi deeply inhaled.
Kutsuwagi exhaled. "…The main problem is, in which, when I saw into your eyes, you are no doubt the one who takes pleasure in killing."
Kutsuwagi looking deeply into Dante's eyes "I don't care whatever your reasons are. But in here, you will be reformed into better man." Kutsuwagi took out a document from below of his desk. He stamped the top pile of the papers with a bloody word of 'Approved'. "But before you are being fully admitted, you have to go through a test. Any objections, Dante-san?
Dante stayed quiet. He hardly shook his head.
"Very good. Second, its about Morrison Oda-kun."
Dante skipped a heartbeat. Morrison?
This old man, he knows Morrison?
The weight of the air around of them decreased and turned into a gloomy one.
"Morrison…" Dante finally spoke. "Where is Morrison? How's his condition?"
Kutsuwagi shook his head.
"I see."
"Morrision is the only one whom I admitted as a brother. He countlessly saved my life back when we were inseparable from our guns. Look, I promised Morrison that I'd be looking after you just like what he wanted. And I'd make sure his will to happen, no matter what it takes, Dante-san. "Kutsuwagi rose his glass. "To Morrison."
"To Morrison." Dante followed suit. "Kanpai."
"Kanpai."
The Nephilim quietly watching John Rambo shot down a chopper with a bow on one monitor while the next monitor exposed TX-133 raining bullets on police car with a serious size of a gatling gun. The Nephilim was not getting enough of Arnold Schwarzenegger. Therefore, he switched his eyes toward Commando who flew his foes to the moon from the result of his Quadzooka. However, his ear was fixated toward the loud prayers made by the Boondock Saints from the other monitor inside his room.
"We do not ask for your poor, or your hungry!"
"We do not want your tired and sick."
"It is your corrupt we claim. It is your evil that will be sucked by us."
"With every breath we shall hunt them down."
"Each day we will spill their blood till it rains down from the skies."
"Do not kill! Do not rape! Do not steal! These are principles which every man of every faith can embrace!"
These are not polite suggestions. These are cause of behavior. And those of you that ignore them will pay the dearest cost."
"There are varying degrees of evil.
"We urge you lesser forms of filth…"
"...not to push the bounds and cross over..."
"...into true corruption, into our domain."
"But if you do..."
"...one day you will look behind you and you will see we three."
"And on that day you will repend!"
"And we will send you towards ever god, you wish."
"And shepherds we shall be for Thee, my Lord, for Thee."
"Power hath descended forth from Thy hand."
"That our feet may swiftly carry out Thy command."
"So we shall flow a river forth to Thee."
"And teeming with souls shall it ever be."
"In nomine Patris"
"Et Filii"
"Et Spiritus Sancti."
"Amen."
The Nephilim concluded as The Boondock Saints judged a damned soul of a crime lord. While The Nephilim had his eyes on the Hollywood action movies, his mask that he hung on the wall, on the other hand watching a gigantic bipedal robot mounted by Masked Rider Kaixa unloading a huge missile which later broke into small bits raining down a monster with countless explosion and ending its life.
Knock! Knock!
"Come in." The Nephilim permitted.
"My lord, pardon my intrusion."
"No need to, Phinneas. I just finished watching. Is it the time?"
"Indeed it is. Dante is going to be tested by Juuzou Kutsuwagi the next day afternoon after his class and just like what you have predicted on Dante's nature. His cockiness is going to consume him in the combat tomorrow afternoon. Bringing him shame upon his pride."
"Good to know that and perfect timing." The Nephilim rose from his seat. Picking up a bulky metallic silver attache case decorated with a bulging silver wolf ornament at the center of the case that surround with a lot of rectangular traces all over the case like veins as if the metallic box was alive by itself next to his seat and handed it to Phinneas. "Make sure he got this."
The Nephilim smiled.
Phinneas solemnly bowed.
"Your wish is my command, My Lord. I am sure that he'd be grateful of your gift."
Heya folks! Been 3 months since my last update huh? Well, can't help it. My study is like crazy as hell and I couldn't find a better time to update this story unless on term break. I'll try to make sure that the next Mission chapter will be published as soon as possible. Regarding that, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year folks! Enjoy y'all holiday.
Regards,
Qin W.X