Infinite Stratos: The Alone and The German

Alcott Vs Azazel

Spartan 113: "So uh. Funny story. LAST chapter was SUPPOSED to be this fight. But as I wrote, it went to where it did. It's both the blessing and curse of being the Chunybio-fueled Free-scripting type of writer I am. You sometimes derail your own plans. Now, I left us with some Angst. Now, I wanna ask. How many of y'all did I make cry? Or at least hit you in the feels. Anyone? No? Moving on."

"I was supposed to post this yesterday but shit happened. Congratulations Relentlezz41 you caught me with my pants down. I... I commend you for that. But now its time for me to create this chapter in just three hours and make it good. Now, plot points for this chapter."

"Azazel's I.S. Will be revealed. And it's special. Because it's not a Gen 1, 2, or 3. Nor is it a Gen 4. Let's just say: Anyone else would DIE using it. For good reason. As always, Comment, Vote, and Share. Now down the rabbit hole. HI-HO SILVER!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

William P.O.V.

I awoke in my bed and remembered last week. After all that happened, Houki and Ichika no doubt know the things I went through. I was hoping to hide it a bit longer. I hope I can at least hide the blood on my hands. Even if just for a little while.

But after my little breakdown, me and Cecilia have gotten closer. I actually respect her now. Chifuyu had doubts about my participation in the fight today but I wouldn't back down. She finally relented. Of course, No Using Damocles. Obviously. But anything else goes.

So here we are, finally done with class, in the arena. Cecilia was waiting on one side of the field. On the other, I was giving Ichika a crash course as we helped him into the I.S.

"So... How am I supposed to do this again?" Ichika inquired as me and Houki sweat-dropped.

"Look. Remember how it felt activating it? Think about that. That sense of another voice becoming one with yourself. Chase that never ending rush of freedom and security you feel when inside. Do that and you should be fine." I told him. He just nodded confusedly.

"Well, I've got to go. I can't be here since I'm not piloting. Ichika, I want you to win. Alright?" Houki boldly proclaimed.

"Heh. Don't worry. With your training, there's no doubt I'll win." Ichika replied, causing the woman to blush as she nodded and left. The effect he has on women....

"Right. Welp. Your strapped in. Start her up and I'll start running some diagnostics." I ordered as I went over to the multi touch screen display set on a few whiteboard sized screens. He powered it on and I almost instantly got all the info on it currently. From Auxiliary Power to Yaw setting on the Gyro. Hell, Even the I.S. Core Systems themselves.

After being amazed that this experimental Gen 3.5 Was so Up to Date, I began my work. I began from the ground up, beginning with the foot shock absorption and propulsion before moving on the the hyper-fast piston system along with flaps and shield coding. I finally finished up with the H.U.D. display and asked him to move and see how it felt.

"Huh. Feels a little stiff. But that probably from me not using one before. Thanks Will. Now, lets go show this British Girl that Tea and Crumpets don't translate to ability." Ichika remarked before walking out.

I stood there and chuckled to myself as I left to my own Launch bay. 'Wonder how long it'll take for him to realize he's still in the default... Ah. He'll figure it out eventually.' I told myself as I summoned my I.S. in the docking station and began to work. I pulled up another screen to watch Ichika's fight as well. No way I'm missing this.

3rd Person P.O.V.

As Ichika blasted out into the field, Cecilia was hovering ahead of him, showing off her Personal I.S. Blue Tears.