To say that the world's reaction to the existence of someone like Cameron and that said boy had willingly accepted a personal request from the creator of Pandora, Stigmata, and Limiters himself Gengo Aoi to join the fight against the Novas was one of absolute shock and awe is anything and everything but a massive understatement. Ever since news first broke about the boy killing those three men and a glimpse of his face was shown, people the world over had been astounded that a mere teen, a teenager.. had been able to do the things he did. Abyss' statements to people that asked about the man's record had only furthered this. Whether he liked it or not, Cameron had become the conversation topic of the summer.. everyone couldn't stop talking about him.

In the United Kingdom, one certain girl from a certain family reacted to the news in a manner that practically typified the reactions happening around the world. Elizabeth Mably had known she had a very high compatibility rating, which was eighty five percent, massively strong.. but once Cameron came on the news, the boy blew her out of the water. Practically everything she heard on the news about Pandora and Limiters.. all that was thrown out the window. It was massively shocking to her to found out that a boy, a mere 18 year old, could possess 21 stigmata on his body, have a 95% compatibility rating, and be both a Pandora and a Limiter.. at the same time. In her mind, the kid was a walking terminator. A human probably as capable of wreaking havoc on Novas even bigger than what whole platoons of Pandoras could. With all the scars on his body, she could tell that where Cameron was from, he had seen more than his fair share of fighting and suffered a lot from it. The fact the man was still even capable of being that powerful suggested that he had received a massive amount of training for the conflict they said he was involved in. Hell, his record practically rivaled the greatest generals of humanity's past.

What was more terrifying - and also interesting to her about him - were the eyes. Two violet eyes that had the white parts of them change to yellow somehow, making him look like, in the words of one of the two Pandora who saw him that day, "..look like hell itself in human form." Just being able to get up and walk away from the crash alone with the injuries he had was a miracle in itself, but even with that.. there seemed to be more to him than met the eye. Elizabeth shook herself out of her thoughts and stared at her reflection in the mirror. Her decision was now made. She would enlist to become a Pandora and try to see what was underneath the cold hearted, serious normal look of Cameron Spears. It wouldn't hurt seeing what was under it..

Meanwhile, across the seas in Asakura, Arnett Mcmillan also struggled to make sense of just exactly what Cameron Spears was. In less than ten days, the boy that had saved her, the two Pandora, and her dad's life had transformed into something far beyond even her understanding. It was like the boy's past was a real mystery. Even with all that she and the world knew about him, she had the sense that there was still way more to him than that. Much, much more. He was an enigma, no one on her planet even capable of understanding what he was, except of course, Dr. Aoi and Abyss. But the fact the boy had immediately said yes to the man's request to become part of Chevalier and the forces fighting against the Novas also showed something else about him, one that she found attractive. He was that kind of guy that was willing to fight for them, despite having completely zero idea about her planet. It was a kind of honor that honestly, she had only seen in movies. It was awe-inspiring, and she knew.. she wanted to find out why.

During the next couple of weeks..
To say Cameron basically stayed on his butt while he healed was really a vast understatement. After finding out which academy he would be formally enrolled in, West Genetics, and that Aoi had personally allowed him to stay in one of the three mansions Chevalier had given him as safe houses, since being their top scientist and the creator of the forces working against the Nova, he would be one of their top targets, he had personally set up his new headquarters inside the place. With his magnaguards remotely deactivated and set up in a random bedroom (not a master bedroom), one closest to the staircase leading up to the second floor from the ground level, Cameron and Abyss set themselves up in one of the two master bedrooms in the mansion and immediately began plotting their next moves. With the gap between Nova Clashes mostly years apart, they had no choice but to wait and acclimate themselves to West Genetics and the society of the planet they were stuck on. In the meantime, while the droids downstairs were busy at least getting the equipment they did have salvaged from the crash set up, they decided to use the computer that Gengo had loaned them to look up anything known about the prior Nova Clashes. Since it was also a computer with access to Chevalier files, they learned quite a bit about each Nova Clash, and the types of Nova they could potentially be facing. "That's it? That's all they have? Just slashing attacks and a freezing field? Shouldn't be too hard for us to take one of them down" Cameron muttered, while Abyss sighed. "With all due respect, sir, this information we do have is all they know about them. And remember what Count Dooku and Grievous always told the two of us, expect the unexpected. I know I don't have much feelings or intuition, but something tells me that we haven't seen all they have to offer yet" the droid replied. Cameron sighed. "You might be right.." Cameron nodded.

A bit later on, while Abyss was taking a break downstairs in the living room to actually watch some television, Cameron sat in the massive bed, all alone by himself, staring up at the ceiling. Being in that room without anyone else around, gave him plenty of time to think about his situation. He personally thought about his initial opinion of Gengo back when they had met. His assessment of the man was that while a genius, his facial expressions when he was normal did resemble himself in a way. It was odd, but everything since the crash had been odd throughout. He then thought of Arnett, and his heart started beating faster. He had never been one to think about girls his age for the most part, all the female friends he had in the C.I.S. were for the most part high ranking members of the C.I.S military, such as the late Sev'rance Tann, his adopted father's predecessor as Supreme Commander and his closest female friend as she had taught him a few vital lessons about being a Sith, as despite his allegiance to Dooku since they first met, he still retained his quirky, optimistically happy personality. She had taught him a few tricks of her own creation that she used when commanding droids, something that helped build Cameron's stellar reputation as he used his late friend's tricks, the creator of which he had mourned for a week straight when she passed away on the field of battle, to great effect in some of the battles between her death and the crash. Other friends he had were Asajj Ventress, a woman whose skills with lightsabers were about as impressive as his were and who, alongside Durge the bounty hunter, worked extremely well with, and Kadrian Sey, another one of Dooku's dark acolytes who helped him out of his mourning by giving him a rousing speech about how out of all the dark acolytes, he was the only one that despite not having much of a dark side to him, was the only one that could even match Grievous in being a great General, and that they needed him. Point was, with all of his female friends being older than he is, they were all sort of his peers, who helped shape him into the fighting machine that he was.

With Arnett, though, it was different. Here was a girl about his age willing to give him the light of day. It felt.. weird. Totally weird. Like, he couldn't even begin to explain it. Of all the things that the C.I.S leadership had taught, none were about feelings for girls his own age. As Grievous would put it, a commander didn't need distracting emotions for someone his own age. And since Cameron really just didn't have that many female friends his own age, he just accepted the advice and took it to heart. Until the crash, that is.. he thought, before he sat up and started to meditate in the force. Meditation had never been one of his strong suits prior to the Clone Wars, until Dooku took him that one time to Korriban on a history lesson. After that, it was a general rule of predictability that in between fights, Cameron took at least 20 minutes of time just to meditate to refresh himself, as doing it really helped keep his sharp battlefield senses at the top of their game, and also deepened his connection to the force.

He hadn't realized he had been meditating for at least an hour until Abyss smacked the top of his head and Cameron's eyes opened to see the alarm clock shoved into his field of view. "Ow! What was that for?" Cameron muttered.

"You've been meditating longer than you normally do, dingus. Now get your ass up. Gengo stopped by.. he says boot camp's tomorrow and we got the training center all to ourselves, which is fine and dandy since you're all healed up."

"Sweet."

To be continued..