IS Virus: Episode 3-1 -Propagation-

by tonbonkittybon

When everything goes wrong, this is what happens. The renegade has finally become the monster that everyone said he was. Phantom Task is all but split. And the IS pilots have just witnessed the biggest single-night massacre the renegade has ever caused. Where could they possibly go from here?

1. Releasing the Beast

*AUTHOR'S NOTE: It's been far too long since I touched this fanfic, and I have a lot of catching up to do. Life happened to me in extremely large doses that I never had the time to finish. But now, I am able to set aside a little bit of time for myself to chip away at the insanity of whatever I have unleashed. The updates will not come fast, but they will come. I hope you'll be able to check on Sokoto and the gang every now and then, until their story is finished.

IS Virus: Episode 3.1 -Propagation- [SEASON 3 PREMIER]

Part 1: Releasing the Beast

-ISLA BELLA BEACH RESORT, MONROE COUNTY; 22:38, 37 HOURS TO ELECTION-

This wasn't supposed to happen. But it did. This was supposed to end in either complete liberation or total capture. Instead, it ended in a bloodbath.

The very few number of people that managed to escape the fight were Tatenashi, Forte, Daryl, Xingjia, Chifuyu, Charlotte, Yoon, and Sean and his crew, along with just a fraction of the captured pilots. The group barely escaped with their lives, but they most certainly did not escape with their psyches. Every single one of them saw what the renegade did when everything went wrong. Not even a human core should have been able to do that, and yet there he was, able to attract the attention of state troopers and the National Guard. One look in his eyes told them everything they needed to know.

Even Daryl, who wanted so badly to remain at his side, was forced to withdraw with the rest of the group. She trailed behind them on the illuminated resort-turned-refuge, gazing at the seemingly endless stream of military lights and police sirens gliding across the water. She stared at the now destroyed bridge. He was trapped there. But maybe that was a good thing, as everyone else can now gather their breath and brace themselves for what's to come later.

"Daryl?" Forte called.

"Huh?"

"Um... your midriff..."

Daryl looked down and saw blood leaking out onto her pants, "Oh...I completely forgot about that..."

A Coast Guard member approached her, "We can treat that for you right now if you want."

Daryl was extremely hesitant seeing as how she was still considered a wanted person, but relented when she saw Sean and Xingjia getting treated for their bruises. She was placed on a lounge chair, staring up at the empty moon. No warm glow, only a cold veil that threatened to reveal everything she hid from the world. "Hey, Forte?"

"Yeah?"

"Can you stay with me?"

"Of course," Forte knelt by her side. When the treatment began and Daryl flinched, she clinched her hand. It was small comfort, but better than nothing.

Chifuyu, on the other hand, got no comfort. All she got was a terribly rattled mind and a terribly rattled former IS Representative. Any semblance of sanity and relatability she found within Sokoto was eradicated. She now only saw a brutal killing machine that threatened to kill the IS, as well as anyone who glorified it. She could only think of going into battle herself while telling everyone to get out of the way. But conflicting that thought was-

"COCK! I NEED COCK!" Charlotte rushed her.

"Fucking-HEY!" Chifuyu couldn't pry her off.

"I CAN'T WAIT ANY LONGER! PLEASE GIVE TO ME, MASTER!" Charlotte managed to grab Chifuyu's crotch.

"SOMEBODY GET HER OFF-UGH..." Chifuyu felt her chest being groped and bitten before the soldiers freed her from the mentally cleansed pilot.

"Dammit!" Someone yelled, "We took too long!"

"NO! LET ME GO!" Charlotte flailed, "I NEED IT! I NEED IIIIIIIIIII~"

"WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?!" A soldier bellowed.

"We just got that collar off!" but she couldn't relent, "If we don't do this, she'll deploy and rampage throughout Florida!"

"I need a tent set up pronto!" A male Coast Guard member screamed.

"Get a relief kit and an IVR!" a female soldier said, "If we don't calm her down-" her hand found its way to Charlotte's crotch, making her let out a shriek so pleasurable, it bordered on blood-curling.

"Oh no..." the soldier groaned."I can't do this by myself! You gotta help me!"

"Shit...I'll get the ejaculate. You get an antidote ready!"

What kind of agonizing torture is this? The pride of France being reduced to a sex fiend whose climaxes were indistinguishable from seizures... Chifuyu puked. This was too much for her. She wanted it to end so badly that she started hyperventilating. She was teetering on the edge of consciousness. She wanted to go on a rampage herself, but her own heart would not allow it. Some of the crew caught that. They wrapped a towel around her and gave her water, then escorted her to the makeshift campsite.

"Damn..." Sean saw that, "... What the hell were we thinking..." he laid back on the bed of a truck, trying to ignore a whimpering Xingjia by his side. He wrapped his jacket around her, but she didn't seem to notice. She was trying to gather what was left of her heart, but one look in her eyes told him that it was useless. "Uh, hey. Xingjia?"

Xingjia turned her eyes to his.

"Whoa..." he saw. There was nothing in her eyes, just black holes, "It's not the end of the world, yet," he tried to play to her assurances, "Everyone knows who the renegade really is now. It won't be long before he hits the dirt."

Xingjia blinked. That was what she wanted this whole time, the renegade out of the picture. But it felt empty now, "What's the point?"

"What do you-I thought you wanted..."

"The renegade became the renegade because he volunteered," she muttered, "He chose to lock himself in Hell to uncover the truth..." she turned away from him, "I can't..."

"Yeah, he did," he conceded partially, "But you of all people know what kind of path he walks now because of that choice."

Xingjia covered her head with the jacket and tried to sleep.

Sean sighed. He looked out over the resort. His news crew was helping Tatenashi and Yoon treat and comfort the small number of captured women they could save. He looked out at the blazing island. He said that the renegade would hit the dirt, but he's seen the Economist report and the many livestreams that came from his IS. His gut told him that that boy would survive.

And survive he did. Somehow, he managed to kill off half of the entire force before escaping. His shield bracelet allowed him to see through the bullet fire and accurately predict the path of every single projectile, no matter how large it was. One group of soldiers made the mistake of rushing the renegade's position, and it all went downhill from there. Adding to the massacre of the compound was the scramble for troops to prevent the renegade from taking a helicopter. And, in true renegade fashion, he took a chopper and drove it into the ground, wiping out all land vehicles in one swoop. And then, he escaped via camouflaged speedboat, with three copters chasing him. Try as they did, they couldn't gun him down. He shot off the guns and gunners from all three helicopters.

And he did it all without an IS.

Sean saw the boat speeding away and shook his head, "What the hell is happening inside that head?..."

Tatenashi suddenly walked up to the truck, "Bad news, Sean. I got a call from my supervisor. He said to get you into hiding."

"Hid-what?" Sean looked bewildered, "Why would they want me to-"

"It's this shit," Tatenashi pulled up a video from a social media website that was uploaded after Sean's opening monologue.

["Attention, people of the world. The person you know as the renegade is named Sokoto. He was once a prodigy of the Yamaguchi-gumi. He was found as a 3 year old at a burning orphanage when his caretaker was about to kill him. They raised him until he was 13, when he was ready to be on his own. A life brimming with promise. And then, he squandered it. He vowed to take whatever he wanted no matter who owned it, get what he wanted, and give nothing back no matter what. No one had any idea that this was what he meant. We are the men of the world, and we are disappointed in you, renegade. We expected you to never steal from us. We had no idea that you would become our number one enemy. Now, you face the full might of the male populace. Not even your death will satisfy us. You shall become our slave, made to be what you feared the most. And as for you, world, you would be wise to comply with our demands: give us the renegade and allow males to lead the world, or risk the destruction of the Infinite Stratos. We will give you until the day after the US election. Any hint of non-compliance will incur our wrath."]

"Whoa..." Sean gasped, "How much of that spiel was lies?..."

"I would call this an edgy, over-the-top ransom prank," Tatenashi replayed the video, pausing every few seconds to emphasize the images and video snippets that paired with the message, "if they didn't back it up..." The images showed the renegade running around with his allies, high-fiving random people... and cozying up with Madoka, Autumn, Chelsea, and Cecilia. Their faces are now worldwide. The video clips showed his interactions with...

"...No..." Sean was heart-broken. He saw his face on that phone. But he covered his mouth in horror when he saw Daryl, Tatenashi, Xingjia, and the many others that the renegade had an interaction with. The tech tower in Tokyo, the exploits in Canada... even the interaction with the bartender in Alaska...all there for the viewing. "Then, that means..."

"Yep..." Tatenashi minimized the video and displayed its stats... 4 million views in 90 minutes. And that was just one website. Imagine how many websites this video might've posted to in 90 minutes, "...we are all in danger."

"All? As in everyone the renegade talked to, or..."

"...no. We're first. Then, the renegade. Then...the world."

"Of course..." Sean sighed.

"And they're already on the move," Tatenashi showed him an image of Autumn, Cecilia, and Chelsea...in a dungeon...doing the unspeakable, "Thankfully, Madoka's whereabouts are unknown, but that's three IS pilots down. If we assume the renegade has not yet been captured...Phantom Task has lost 80% of its forces."

"What?..." Chifuyu heard that, "But that means...Ichika..."

"Who put them up to this?..." Forte couldn't ignore that.

An army captain approached them, "I saw that video. Unfortunately, this means that we'll have to keep you all with us for the time being."

"What?" Sean got worried, "What about my family? The people of Long Island?"

"The mayor issued a lockdown order earlier. We've set up a safehouse for everyone in yours and other peoples'."

"Oh boy..."

"What the hell are we supposed to do, then?" the cameraman got angry, "We can't go back home, we can't stay out here. We can't ask for help."

"Ok, bro-" Tatenashi tried to soothe him, but he pushed her away.

"We got yanked over here by the renegade! Who you all just saw slaughter nearly everyone with that IS of his!"

"OK! WE FUCKING GET IT!" Yoon bellowed, to everyone's shock.

Even the cameraman stood bewildered. Xingjia and Daryl stood up at the sound of that scream.

"The renegade caused us to be here! We know! What else is new?!" Yoon continued, "No, no, no, no...WHAT ELSE IS THERE TO TALK ABOUT?!" She took one deep breath and calmed down, "If you want to keep talking, then keep talking. But you and I both know that I, as well as those other women over there...we'd be stuck in servitude if it weren't for the renegade."

"I cannot accept that! I refuse to believe that he's a savior of-"

Yoon deployed her rifle and aimed it at his head, "WHO'S CALLING HIM A SAVIOR?! NO ONE! WHO'S CALLING HIM THE GREATEST HERO OF ALL?! NO ONE!" She rammed the rifle into him and pinned him on the ground, "I am simply saying the painfully obvious so you don't forget it. You sound like you're saying that you would rather me stay a doll than be rescued by the renegade. Even though I'll be dead before anyone finds me!"

"No one here's saying that!" Chifuyu suddenly interjected, "No one's denying any of that! We're just saying that there had to be a better way to handle this."

"WHAT BETTER WAY?! I'VE BEEN STUCK IN THERE FOR MONTHS! CHARLOTTE WAS PROBABLY STUCK IN THERE FOR YEARS! OTHER GIRLS HAVE BEEN STUCK IN THERE LONGER! WHAT BETTER WAY ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!"

Chifuyu was stunned into silence. The renegade played dirty. Her brother's kidnappers played dirty. And yet, she couldn't relent.

But Yoon made her, "Like it or not, this is the world. It's always been this way. We've tried it your way, the clean way. And it got covered up. They did it the dirty way, and the whole world got exposed. If you want to take him down, do it the dirty way. Otherwise, he'll be back."

No one could respond to that, largely because no one could accept that. They couldn't stomach the idea of bringing themselves down to his level.

But they had to at least consider it. Because if they don't-

*BOOM?!*

"What was that?!" Chifuyu cropped up.

"Over there," Forte pointed to the flames emitting from the mainland.

"Oh, no," Sean muttered, "That looks like Naples..."

"NAPLES?!" Chifuyu screamed, "But...that can only mean-"

"MASTER?!" Charlotte suddenly blasted out of the tent, "MASTER! I'M COMING!"

"NO! STOP HER!" A soldier tried to rein her in, but she was bludgeoned by the pile bunker. Charlotte then deployed and flew to the area of the explosion.

Daryl stood up, "Hey...was that who I think it was?..."

"What the hell?" Tatenashi confronted the soldier charged with curing Charlotte, "You were supposed to detain her!"

"I did!" Another screamed, "I pinned her down! I gave her the antidote! I-"

"Did you relieve her?!" The captain asked.

"What?! Why the hell would I do that?!"

Yoon suddenly grabbed her shoulders and slumped, "Had you made her cum...she would be calmed...and she would be sleeping...not begging for relief..."

Suddenly, the male Coast Guard member hobbled into view, barely able to stand, "I tried...I tried to calm her down...but she..she wouldn't stop, she...oh my god..." and he sobbed. Chifuyu tried to comfort him while he buried himself in his hands.

The soldier stammered for an excuse, "Wha..I just...I-"

"Shut it," The captain cut her off, "Get them into hiding NOW!"

The soldier stammered and ran away. The captain just moved everyone into a nearby truck, "Come on. We can't stay here any longer."

Sean nudged Xingjia, "Come on. Looks like we're stuck together for a little while longer..."

Xingjia wept, "I just want this to end..."

Then he carried her, "Don't let it end like this." While the rest of the group prepared to move. The other women would be safe here, but the pilots were at extreme risk. No one could help but try and work together to bring this crisis to an end.

Most of all Chifuyu, who through her disturbed state of being just sent one simple message to Class 4:

"KILL HIM"

-CAMBIER PARK, COLLIER COUNTY; 22:50-

The Naples pier was destroyed by a helicopter. Its pilots were shot dead seconds before impact. A nearby pet resort and a homey inn were now up in flames. Its destroyer walked into a park and let out a war cry for all to hear. His brain and heart were forcefully locked away, possibly never to resurface and humanize him every again. His eyes were completely blackened, showing only an empty vessel filled with demonic instincts. His clothes were tattered and ripped, and he shed them like the meaningless, worthless coverings they were. His name was moot, and the video message that leaked it ironically made sure it would be forgotten. He only goes by the moniker 'renegade', and he was ready to show its terrible side.

And unfortunately, so was another. Charlotte's mind and heart were terribly warped. Destroying the control collar did nothing to quell her mind, and the antidote was being restrained by her drive alone.

"MASTER! I WANT IT!" She bellowed, "YOUR COCK IS ALL I NEED!"

The renegade slowly turned toward the orange knight...

"GIVE IT TO ME! YOU PROMISED!" ..who slowly reverted to a more primal state of being, "GIVE IT TO ME RIGHT NOOOOWWWWWW~~~" she got on all fours and charged the renegade's position.

And then, all mayhem broke loose. As soon as the local police rolled in, the renegade got to work. He jumped on a car and leaped over the orange knight, brandishing his shield bracelet, gun, and knife. Charlotte detonated a grenade the instant she hit the car. The explosion blinded most of the police, giving the renegade time to kill some of the force. That attracted the police's attention, but they were absolutely helpless against the crazed IS pilot, who literally tore through the rest of the police just to get to the renegade. But he kept running and disorienting the pilot, leaping over building after building, trying to avoid the massive wave of destruction that Charlotte was bringing. But the longer the battle went on, the more barbaric she started acting, to the point where she was no more than a rabid dog biting anything she saw. It was even more pronounced when the renegade approached a waterfront shopping mall, dodging a missile she fired at him. The bridge was destroyed, but he used the debris as cover. She frantically jumped into the debris to find him, but he got in several punches and kicks, pushing her below the water's surface. She used her gun on him, but he was able to block her shots and sneak in a kick to her gut. That kick made her convulse. She started to climax heavily, writhing in pain and pleasure, flinging the renegade out of the water. He landed on a light post just in time to see Charlotte blast out of the water, screaming bloody murder. Her crotch was leaking endlessly, causing her robotic thighs to start glowing. The renegade sensed danger and threw his shield at Charlotte's head, but something emerged from her legs and caught it. Whatever it was, it shoved its way out of Charlotte's IS and immediately beelined towards the renegade, with standing every shot fired and easily ducking under a kick.

Yet another hidden power discovered in the IS... The renegade genuinely thought that her IS was nothing special. His first thought was to continue running in order to exhaust her energy, but that thing suddenly rushed him. He used his gun and knife to deflect all its direct attacks and reclaim his shield, but he couldn't keep up with it long, and he eventually suffered a hit to his stomach, blowing him all the way to a runway. He rolled over onto his feet and used his knife to slow himself down. Then, he saw that thing activate its thruster and rush to him in less than a second. He shot its head just in time to make it lose focus and crash into an airplane in the middle of takeoff, but he was nearly hit by a pair of flying dual blades. He clenched his fist and countered Charlotte's punch but got hit by a knee from below. She was about to fire her shotgun, but his shield blocked both its shots. The recoil sent him flying into that thing's grasp, and it slammed him into the ground. He tried to get up, but Charlotte pinned him down, slobbering all over his lower body. Her cries became nothing more than hoarse grunts as she prepared to have her way with him, and that thing locked his arms to the floor.

Right when she got his pants off, several airport security members shot the thing, and that attracted Charlotte's attention. She rose with a deranged face, panting heavily. She took a creepy spider like pose, and that thing took a mantis stance right behind her. The security captain radioed for help, but the moment the others fired on her, she grunted and hit her head on the ground. As if it were her puppet, the thing recognized the command and leaped over her to kill off the security guards, while she flew at several more airplanes trying to find a suitable partner for her and destroying anything else she didn't care about.

The renegade slowly made himself scarce. It took him a good ten minutes to sneak his way into the airport viewing area and find its first aid kit. He quickly patched himself up and scanned the area for any vehicles he could used to get out. He got his getaway car as soon as several police squads, and he waited until they were too enamored by the destruction of the airport to stay still. He waited until the last officer was gone, then he went in and hijacked the car. Just in time, because Charlotte had seen the police force arrive. And she had seen the one car the way trying to get away. She commanded her puppet to kill the police in its way, then charged straight at the renegade. Her deafening howls made it easy for him to hear her coming, so whenever she approached him, he simply swerved out of her way. But it only took her two failed attempts to unleash her pile bunker. He kept his eyes on the road, despite every blow that missed him puncturing the ground and causing an earthquake each time. He made his way onto a preserve when Charlotte used her hybrid dual rifle to spray the car with bullets and render it unusable. Sokoto quickly escaped the car and tried to run on foot, but her puppet very quickly caught him. They rolled over throughout the preserve trying to weaken each others' hold, but the puppet kicked the renegade into a puddle. He tried to escape, but it was too slippery for him to run properly. It wasn't long before Charlotte grabbed him and threw him against a shed.

The renegade collapsed to the ground, and the puppet locked him down. Without warning, Charlotte pierced her puppet with the pile bunker, causing it to explode and weaken the renegade. Then, she grabbed him by the neck and...locked him in a kiss. Not a gentle kiss, it was a kiss that could be confused with suffocation. Then, she sealed them inside the shed and did God-only-knows-what to him. He struggled against her; he even got close to escaping at one point. But it didn't matter, because she'd always drag him back into her mess.

She had her way with him for over two hours, but it still wasn't enough. She needed more. She craved more. So, she grabbed him and flew to the nearest residential areas and wrangled up whoever she could find to get her off. Every house she crashed into, she came with that same insane panting trance, and literally sucked them into her grasp. Anyone that wouldn't cooperate, she killed. Anyone that would, she spent 15 minutes giving them a form of PTSD. Each time, the cops were alerted, and she would take the renegade and flee, showing everyone what she was up to before they arrived, and giving them a taste of what she did while she was doing it while in the air for everyone to see, and there was nothing anyone could do to stop it. Thus was how Florida came under siege by the Rein Carnation. Word of the debacle quickly spread throughout the internet. No one could believe what was happening. But they saw it.

The missing IS Representative of France had been found. And she's claimed the renegade as her captive. Phantom Task had been taken down.

-RESIDENTIAL PLACE, VALLEY COUNTY; 06:45 LOCAL TIME, 28 HOURS TO ELECTION-

Or so they'd have the world believe. Madoka had woken up from her oddly restful slumber just in time to see the good work that was done.

"Uh, Nat? I think we went a little overboard..."

"Sorry, girl," Natasha winked while fixing a...something, "Favor's a favor. And you know how that boy is."

"Would've preferred a different outcome..."

Yes. In exchange for Natasha's hiding, she had to do one favor for Phantom Task. Apparently, sealing Sokoto away was part of that favor...

"Weren't you the only complaining about how he's been neglecting you?" ...and that was the why that favor.

"I just wanted him to come back, not this!"

Natasha creeped behind her, "Maybe I should peek into your heart next, ooOOooOOoo!"

"I already have a tumor for a second nipple. I don't want one for a core."

"I like this new you better."

An hour later, Natasha had prepared breakfast while Madoka was lying on a window seat. Natasha placed a plate on her lap, "Wanna grab a bite? You can't save the world on an empty stomach, you know?"

"Sure," Madoka obliged. Minutes later, she was on a tablet scrolling through the latest headlines, "Well, shit on a paddle..."

"What?" Natasha asked while munching on a pancake.

"The entire world's on a ditzy," Madoka said, "Gangs across the world are up in arms about the renegade. They started acting when they found out that he's been rescuing girls, but..."

"Now that that Frenchie has claimed him? Yeah, war."

"Huh..."

"But here's my iffinger: Class 4 is here. Phantom Task is here. The others with their pea shooters and their BBs are scattered elsewhere. Where's more chaotic and bloody?"

"True...so what do we do?"

"Well, if I had to guess," Natasha swiped the tablet from Madoka and opened a photo of the brain, "I'd start with IS subspace. I saw how the others fell so easily to their games. That means that they knew something was about to happen, so their brains escaped. Same thing we did to the renegade. Only they chose."

"So, we're gonna make the world choose."

"Um... not the world..."

Madoka initially questioned her until she realized who else hunting the renegade, "Oh, no. No no no no no no NO!"

"What?"

Madoka slammed the table and left, "Why should I ever go back to that mule?!"

Natasha leaned back and swirled her cup of juice, "I can think of three reasons."

"Do not start that with me!"

"Well, who should I start it with?"

Madoka froze. That question caused her to face a certain reality: she was the only one left.

"It's not easy, I know," Natasha patted her shoulder, "but it has to be done. But, it doesn't have to be done alone."

Madoka was seriously considering the offer, seeing as how there's literally nothing else left to lose...or gain for that matter. In a world that's one step away from destabilizing, any act of insanity would be taken as reasonable. But if that were done by two technically dead women...

"Come on!" Natasha grabbed Madoka's hand, "What's the harm in reconnecting with old flames?"

"Flames?" Madoka cringed, "Well, I-"

"You can count on me if anyone makes a move," Natasha winked, and then whispered, "Nyaadoka."

"What did you say?!" Rage. Pure rage. All sense of uncertainty dissipated with the rage. Well, the world's already burning, so why not burn it to ashes?