Disclaimer:I don't own anything except for ideas wish I did own gundam seed and Infinite Stratos. Main introduction chapter this story may become a harem later on depends when it gets to certain point. It will share technology from gundam seed minus the mobile suits.

Infinite Stratos taken from you

It was a clear summer night in the month of July inside of a small house not neighboring many others. A small party was being held with two small kids running around the house with an eccentric pink haired bunny girl chasing after them. A woman with black hair passed mid-back had on a birthday hat watched the scene unfold before her in nothing more than black pajamas. She looked slightly upset on the outside, but was happy for her friend making it to the party. One of the guests in particular being her little nine year old brother Ichika ran up to the black haired woman.

"C'mon Chifuyu-nee this is your birthday party! You finally got back from your two year trip a week ago, so join in! You should have fun too right Tabane-chan and Houki-chan?" The bubbly voice of her younger brother reached her ears causing a small smile to spread across the birthday girl's face. He was a short little boy for his age with black hair similar to his older sister wearing a white collar shirt and blue khaki shorts.

"Fine Ichika-kun," Chifuyu couldn't help, but lightly smile at her little brother affectionately rubbing the top of his head. She walked over to the other bunny girl who was one of her best and practically only close friend Tabane. The pink long haired bunny eared wearing girl wore a typical blue maid dress with her exuberant purple eyes gazing at her with joy.

"Yes join us Chifuyu~ join us in the fun!" Tabane exclaimed in utter joy wrapping her arms around her closest friend and otherwise best friend on the entire planet in a tight hug. The hug was so tight Chifuyu could swear one of her ribs might have been broken from the hug. Not wanting to be further injured by her friend Chifuyu chopped the top of her friend's head in a somewhat playful manner.

"Aww Chifuyu-chan so mean resisting my birthday hug of happiness," Tabane pouted cutely before feeling a pair of arms around her leg and looked down at whom was doing that. It was her little sister Houki the ten year old; wearing a red miko outfit who had just got done with her shrine duties early in the day trying to comfort her eccentric elder sister. At the hug Tabane squealed in delight scooping her sister up into her arms; hugging the unfortunate ponytail girl into a death hug. "Oh I love you Houki-chan, I have the best little sister in the world!"

Houki tried squirming out of her older sister's death hug wanting to stay alive not to be hugged to this level. The small girl even called out to her childhood friend Ichika for help.

Ichika was there in a heartbeat at Houki's cry for help trying to help his childhood friend out, but got caught in one of Tabane's death hugs squealing happier that she caught both kids.

Chifuyu witnessing the sight brought a hand up to her lips to squash the smile that threatened to destroy her cold facade. It was funny to see both kids squealing for help, while being twirled around in Tabane's arms like an airplane.

After an hour for things to calm down, Tabane with the help of Ichika and Houki brought out a cake from an oven. Well at least it looked like a cake; parts of it looked burnt and smelled like it too. What was worse about the vanilla looking cake was the fact the nineteen strawberries actually caught fire somehow. It was their first time Tabane, Ichika, and Houki to attempt baking a cake.

"Come on Chifuyu blow out the candles!" Tabane smiled not even the sight and smell of a burnt cake brought her down. The kids looked quite disappointed after seeing what their first cake looked like they had followed Tabane's instructions to the letter. Maybe where they messed up was taking the bunny girl's instructions in the first place.

"Sorry for the burnt cake nee-chan," Ichika apologized looking to be on the verge of tears and held them back pitifully. A few tears did slip out he was sad that he disappointed his sister again in his eyes and tried biting on his bottom lip to keep more of the tears at bay. He wanted his sister's party to go well, because in three more months she would be competing in the second Mondo Grosso. Coincidentally it landed on the day of his birthday, which would be both good and bad.

Good, because he could watch his sister be in the tournament again. It would be bad, because they wouldn't be able to spend his birthday together.

"No crying Ichika-nii big boys don't cry," Chifuyu patted her brother's head wanting him to cheer up. So the cake turned out to look bad and smell bad too, but it didn't matter she had the people most important in her life right in front of her. Ichika sniffled at her words and slowly stopped crying as she continued to pat his head blowing out the literal strawberry candles making her wish. What she wanted was for Ichika to get stronger he was her source of inspiration to keep moving in this fucked up world.

"Yay!" Both Tabane and Houki smiled setting off confetti cannons over Chifuyu and Ichika surprising the both of them. The rain of confetti sticking into their hair, and on to their clothes being a Tabane one of a kind work.

"Now let's get to your gifts! My gift for you Chifuyu-chan is this!" Tabane pointed outside the window as they all made their way to the deck of the house. Tabane holding a remote switch in her left hand as she clicked it setting off dozen of fireworks into the night sky. The flashing colors of red, blue, yellow, and purple lit up the sky spelling out Chifuyu's name with a banner of a bunny waving 'Win the second Mondo Grosso!' Tabane looked over to her longtime friend and couldn't help, but burst into a fit of laughs at seeing Chifuyu's mouth akin to that of a smile.

How exactly did Tabane do that no one would know nor question the eccentric genius. Anything was possible with Tabane after all she did invent the IS. While, singlehandedly tossing men on the back burner of society ten years ago. Women held more power over men and took to high class positions of power too.

Once the fireworks stopped displaying they retreated back into the house. Houki being next to give something to Chifuyu, but didn't think it would suit someone as amazing as the Brunhilde.

"U-Umm... here it isn't amazing as what Tabane-nee did, but it helps me a lot," Houki said in a meek tone of voice showing her a green hair tie. It wasn't anything special or overly extravagant, but Chifuyu accepted the gift tying her long black hair into a ponytail similar to Houki's. It was a wordless compliment to the little girl. Houki blushed happy her gift was acknowledged.

At last it was Ichika's turn the young boy had to run back into his room and retrieve the gift. It took four years of saving up, but if it would make his older sister happy; it was worth his entire savings. When he returned to the living room he stopped in front of his big sister in his hands was a black box.

"H-Here Chifuyu-nee... y-your birthday present," Ichika shyly smiled extending the box out to his older sister who wanted to deny such a gift. Just having her little brother here was more than gift enough, but knew if she refused he would be a stumbling mess of tears.

"Thank you Ichika-kun, b-but you didn't have to give me-" Chifuyu stopped in mid-sentence at opening up the box even the ever happy energizer bunny Tabane was rendered quiet. Inside of the box was a silver keepsake necklace with the picture of the two of them in it. Withdrawing the necklace out to inspect it further she turned it around spotting on the back it held her initials. Chifuyu was so moved by his gift a choked sob came from her mouth as moisture gathered in her eyes.

All was silent for the whole of ten minutes Ichika looked down to the floor feeling like Chifuyu hated his gift judging by the choked noise. Yeah it wasn't flashy like Tabane's gift or very useable like Houki's hair tie. "Sorry Chifuyu-nee I-I know it's not great-" He was cut off in his self depreciating talk by his elder sister who pulled him into the tightest hug of his life.

It was stronger than even Tabane's and that was saying something.

"You... baka I love it," Chifuyu softly cried into the shoulder of her little brother. The gift was perfect and very sweet. How could she not love such a wonderful gift. Ichika widely smiled at his older sister loving the fact she liked his gift and hugged her just as tight. Although, with his small frame and small arms the best he could do was hug her around the neck.

When the two siblings finally broke away from the hug Houki could be seen with a mild upset pout on her face; wishing Ichika had given her that hug. About two minutes later Chifuyu decided to try the cake even if her whole body vehemently rejected that idea altogether. Dabbing a finger across the icing of the cake she lifted the creamy vanilla coated finger to her lips and sucked on it. Her body immediately went rigid still as she fell to the floor with her eyes closed, looking quite cationic.

Chifuyu really should have trusted her instincts on the cake being bad.

Ichika and Houki both panicking while Tabane being the oh so happy helpful woman poked Chifuyu's stomach; the Brunhilde wouldn't die from a piece of cake... Well Tabane hoped not.

With that ending the festivities of Chifuyu's 19th birthday.

The sounds of haggard breaths could be heard inside a small practice dojo. The looming afternoon sun was just peaking out breathing new life into the world. Inside of the dojo were only two people a tall woman with black hair that flowed down to mid back holding a nodachi in her right hand. Her clothing consisted of a white gi matching the much younger opponent in front of her.

She hadn't even broken a sweat, but that was to be expected although, her young opponent was on his last legs sweat pouring down his entire face. A laughable sight to others if they walked in.

"Again Ichika, this time strike me with actual intent," Chifuyu ordered her little brother the woman being at the blossoming age of 19. It had been three months, since her birthday and today was Ichika's birthday September 27th. Along, with the day being the second Mondo Grosso for the past two months Ichika had asked her to train him better in kendo and practice with a sword.

Ichika could honestly say he was getting better, but could never land an actual hit on Chifuyu. There was a reason why she was called the Brunhilde. Otherwise, known as the world's strongest a title given to the one who won the international IS tournament.

"Hai Chifuyu-nee," Ichika readied himself into position with his left foot back and right foot forward with his katana pointed down to the floor toward her ankles. The sword was still heavy in his hands, which is why it was leveled to the floor. He opened and closed his left hand; in a habit knowing he would get her this time. Chifuyu told him a thousand times that position was not right, nor was his habit any good to skilled opponents like herself who could read him like a book.

He even studied under the Shinonono dojo, but was persistent on positioning his sword, despite the weight of it. It was one reason why she could read his movements he always tried hitting the ankles, shins, and knees debilitating strikes. Never going in for the kill, but Chifuyu knew he was still a child and did not have to face the harsh realities of the world... Her world.

Ichika ran towards Chifuyu aiming his katana toward her left ankle in a feint, going to raise it upwards at the last second toward her chest with all his weight. Chifuyu easily read through his televised movements. She stopped his lunge before he could even attack her as she with one simple fluid motion of her katana directed the blunt side to hit his hands. The sound of a thud resounded throughout the dojo, Ichika fell to his knees with a howl of pain, nursing the injury on his hurt hand dropping the sword.

"Ow Chifuyu-nee you hit to hard," Ichika grumbled trying to rub away the stinging pain in his hand. It felt worse than bees stinging his body then again this was Chifuyu he was up against. Chifuyu kneeled down on one foot to take a closer look at his injury she definitely did not want his hand to be broken. It wasn't a serious injury his hand was red slightly bleeding and from what she could tell did not need medical attention. No bones were broken or jutting out of the skin.

"Wait here I'll be back with some balm," Chifuyu told him while walking out of the training area to go find the medical kit. She checked one of the nearby clocks spotting that it was 12:30 P.M. She had thirty minutes before a limousine would be picking her up to go to the Mondo Grosso tournament.

She had already won the first time three years ago and with that win. She had secured enough money not just for herself, but for her little brother to comfortably live off her earnings for the rest of their lives. Incase, unexplainable events separated them. She did have enemies after her, but for the most part they had gone into hiding two years ago.

'If they do come back then I will kill them. No one is going to harm him.' Chifuyu resolutely thought stopping outside a door where the med kit was. She looked down at the silver necklace that Ichika had gotten her around her neck hidden in the gi.

Ichika who was still in the training area held his katana again in his hands despite the pain his left hand was in. He had a goal in mind an important goal and swung the sword down in a vertical slash. With each slash his mind conjured up an imaginary opponent for him to face; at one point he was fighting Houki. He balanced on the soles of his feet avoiding a hit to the waist by blocking the imaginary strike with his sword.

'I have to get stronger. No! I must get stronger... I can't be a crybaby all the time. I want to protect... her.' Ichika was so focused into his thoughts while dodging the image of Houki, he had not noticed that Chifuyu returned. His elder sister watched his movements noticing the small difference in the way he slid his feet. Instead, of dragging his feet they seemed to be flowing across the tiles.

'An improvement, but he still needs work.' Chifuyu curtly coughed into her hand to gain his attention. If she had been watching his face more than his footwork. She would see the signs of his darkening brown irises shrinking and the enhancing of his pupils due to his intense concentration. "Ichika!" She shouted his name this time gaining his attention as he looked over at her stern face sweat beading off his brow.

The birthday boy mildly chuckled at seeing Chifuyu wave the bottle of balm in her left hand. Going over towards his sister he noticed the way her posture seemed to be on constant guard. Well this was his older sister so that was to be expected, though something seemed off.

"Hi Chifuyu-nee sorry, I was just in the zone," Ichika brightly smiled up at his sister someday wanting to be taller than her. She shook her head with a tsk sound of amusement as she uncovered the bottle. The smell of lemon and honey coming from the exposed bottle; dipping a finger into the waxy creme. Getting the perfect amount she used her free hand to grip his wrist and rubbed the creme on to the very red hand.

While Chifuyu did that Ichika couldn't help slightly blushing at how protective his sister was of him. If he scrapped his knee she was there in a second, if he was feeling sad she would be there with a pillow. He loved his older sister and wished that he could protect her like she always did for him.

"Nee-chan, I want to protect you. Your always keeping me safe and worked so hard to support us by yourself. When I get older, I'm going to become your sword!" Ichika declared pumping his non-injured fist to his chest. Chifuyu mildly scrunched her eyebrows in a raised manner surprised by that declaration. It was very unexpected and made her begin to ponder certain actions he did.

"Was that the reason why you joined Kendo to protect me?" She asked sounding irritated by his reason as she removed her hand from his wrist, and stood up to her full 5 foot 9 height. Intimidating her younger brother with her height who swallowed a bit in fear. Let it be known that Chifuyu could be very scary when she wanted to be.

"Yes..." Ichika meekly replied finding that the green tiles on the floor were better to stare at than meeting her gaze. 'Why does she sound angry? I-I just want to protect you.' He gnawed his bottom lip in nervousness trying to make heads or tails of her anger.

Chifuyu wanted to slap her little brother across the head in irritation. He was just a kid she didn't need protection and certainly did not want him to take up that role. She wouldn't be able to forgive herself if he got hurt or... Worse killed because of her. The eldest was supposed to take care of their younger sibling she took that to heart, since her parents abandoned them nine years ago.

With a heavy sigh Chifuyu placed her hand on her brother's shoulder wanting him to understand why that was not necessary. "Ichika, you should practice kendo because you enjoy it. You don't need to protect me I'll be the sword that cuts a path for our future in this family. All I want you to do is live a normal life, understand?" It was harsh, but she wanted what was best for him.

Ichika kept his head down feeling worse after hearing those words. Chifuyu should have understood why he wanted to protect his big sister, she was all he had that was family. "Chifuyu-chan your not listening. I want to do this, I choose to do this. Because your the only family I have!" Ichika yelled his point this time looked up to meet her intense dark brown eyes. For a split second Chifuyu's eyes looked hesitant on the last part, but quickly regained their cold look.

The two siblings stared at each other for three whole minutes to see who would back down, unfortunately they were both stubborn. Chifuyu sighed rubbing a hand through the locks of her black hair in annoyance breaking the stare down. Her little brother was unbelievably stubborn just like her and truthfully she didn't have time for this. The limousine that would be picking her up was going to be here any minute.

"Ichika hold my sword," Chifuyu commanded her tone turning dark as she gave him her sheathed katana. Ichika trembled at the weight of holding her heavy sword in his hands, even his knees buckling giving out underneath him dropping to the floor. The sheathed blade sliding across the green tiles as he weakly reached out towards it. He held a sword before, sure they were heavy, but not like this.

Was this what it meant to become her sword?

"That is what it means to be my sword. To carry the weight of life and death in your hands everyday. For every decision you make to be your sole responsibility. No matter the consequences," Chifuyu hammered him into the meaning of being her sword.

"Fine! I may not be able to hold it now, but Chifuyu I will become your sword watch me!" Ichika stubbornly shouted with a cross of his arms in a childish manner. He would hold that sword again when he got stronger and then become her sword nothing was going to stop him.

Chifuyu sighed once more through her nostrils at his stubborn nature moving her hand from her hair. A loud blaring car horn came from outside alerting Ichika and Chifuyu of the time it was 1 P.M. both siblings looked at the other as she walked over to the pile of clothes near the wall of the room. Stripping herself of her gi faster than humanly possible having no time to change anywhere else she put on her clothes consisting of a black tanktop and matching black dress pants. Her personal IS blue frame in standby form taking the shape; of a blueish white sword keychain attached to the necklace Ichika gave her.

"Chifuyu, I guess you have to go now," Ichika dryly chuckled keeping the pain out of his voice. He did not want to see Chifuyu off with tears in his eyes not one single tear.

"Ichika, if you want we can go home and celebrate your birthday," Chifuyu offered willing to not participate in the Mondo Grosso. Her little brother was way more important than a competition of being the strongest in the world. Aside, from the fact she had already won three years ago.

Ichika shook his head at the offer he wanted to see his big sister beat everyone in the Mondo Grosso. "No Chifuyu-nee what I want for my birthday is for you to win the second Mondo Grosso," he held out his pinky towards her wanting her to pinky promise that win.

Chifuyu nodded wrapping her pinky around his going to fulfill his birthday wish. "I will win." She declared softly brushing some of his hair away from his forehead gently pecking his forehead. Nothing would stop her from making his wish a reality, as she left out of the dojo to get inside of the limousine.

Ichika waved her off watching the limousine pull away from the dojo down the street. He didn't stop waving until the limousine was completely out of sight and by then he dropped his hand down to his side. Returning inside of the dojo Ichika started collecting his clothes, while putting away the equipment.

Inside of the limousine, Chifuyu looked around at the people sizing up her competition. Two of her opponents were unfamiliar to her only having four IS representatives from different nations in the limo. It was standard to have four different limos drive to the Mondo Grosso, at different time intervals today. It was a safety measure incase of attacks on the candidates.

Judging by the apprehension from the other two competitors faces they were nervous, probably their first time in the tournament. The two of them did not dare to meet Chifuyu's iron clad gaze, they had heard stories of how she decimated her opponents in one hit. Plus, she was the Brunhilde so they would be naturally on edge around the strongest woman on the planet.

'Weaklings they won't make it through the first round.' Chifuyu could tell that much already. She despised those who did not personally train in their IS or even take the time to train their own bodies in the first place. If you're weak than you can't protect what is most important.

"Hello there Chifuyu-chan your still unsociable as ever," a pompous voice spoke breaking the silent mutterings of the women around her. Chifuyu looked to her right side seeing a woman she knew from three years ago in the first Mondo Grosso. It was a beautiful woman with long wavy blond hair that reached down her back and rather gorgeous curves. Adorned in a white pristine sundress with a bottle of sparkling wine in her left hand. Her whole demeanor practically screamed pampered rich girl.

"Natasha Fairs," Chifuyu greeted the twenty year old blonde her tone anything, but pleasant. Chifuyu did not hate Natasha they just had a shared intense rivalry with each other, as the US representative nodded pouring herself a glass of the sparkling wine.

"How have you been? Happy belated birthday by the way," Natasha spoke like they were old friends, drinking from the Desert wine glass with a contented smile on her pretty face. A toast was in order after all she planned to be the Brunhilde this time. Chifuyu poured herself a cup of sparkling wine knowing it wasn't in Natasha to drug drinks.

Chifuyu held out her glass toward Natasha in a toast it was something they did, since the first Mondo Grosso. "I have been fine, how about yourself has the US finally made a second generation unit yet?" She asked making small talk, while Natasha raised her glass tapping their wine glasses together, a smirk on the gorgeous blonde's face.

"You'll see in the tournament. By the way here is your present," Natasha commented sipping from her glass of wine casually. Using her free hand she pulled out from her swell cleavage a small white box; it looked like a wedding box. The other women in the limo actually blushed it looked like Natasha was about to ask Chifuyu for her hand in marriage.

The Brunhilde and the second strongest in the world marrying each other? What kind of unholy combination would that bring to the nations?

Chifuyu accepted the gift sipping her sparkling wine down her throat. She traced the thin opening of the box with her thumb. 'Why would she give me a gift? We only communicate with the other once every three months.' Chifuyu questioned finding it odd as she opened up the box with a casual flick of her thumb.

"I refuse," Chifuyu curtly told Natasha after seeing the gift, a noticeable vein throbbed on her forehead refusing the gift closing it up and deposited it in her pocket. Natasha giggled in delight continuing to drink from her glass. It was always fun to mess with Chifuyu, so many rare moments it was.

The women gawked wondering what had been inside the box, but were to scared to ask.

Ichika after cleaning up the dojo for the past thirty minutes yawned in his normal attire from boredom. He was dressed in a black dress uniform like the ones where people would go for private school. The reason why he wore this was due to his older sister not washing his clothes from last night. Ultimately Chifuyu left him to clean up the house or cook food.

'I better hurry home don't want to miss the tournament.' Ichika made his way out of the dojo, luckily the heat wasn't awful today. It was about 73 degrees at least that was what the weather forecaster announced. The young boy started jogging his way up the street his house only a good twenty minute jog away.

On his jog home he spotted passing cars all trying to make it towards the Mondo Grosso tournament grounds. It was definitely going to be crowded there, which is why Ichika decided to stay home for the first two rounds. He did not want to be lost in the crowd of people or stand outside waiting for a seat.

The boy could perfectly watch the Mondo Grosso at home on his TV with a bag of chips and juice. That was the life of a young boy who was a full time member of the stay at home club. Besides even if he did decide to go later he could always catch one of the escort vans, that were scheduled to run to the Mondo Grosso.

Arriving at his home Ichika withdrew from his pocket a small key as he unlocked the door going inside.

Once the limousine reached the Mondo Grosso tournament ground with the other contestants. Doormen opened the limousine doors for the contestants as Chifuyu got out of the limo taking in the sight of her old stomping ground. Many people were starting to pile up in lines, some complaining about the weather, others just glad to see the fight. The large white dome of the tournament looked like one of those coliseums in books, but much larger. It did have to accommodate seats of 400,000 people. IS pilots of different countries stood outside in their IS, incase of attacks or... the ever likely crowd control.

The representative candidates of each country made their way inside as Chifuyu examined the bronze colored interior walls. Photos of herself hanging off the wall in her IS with other candidates from the previous Mondo Grosso on the wall. There was even a mural they passed with a picture of Chifuyu holding the first Mondo Grosso championship cup.

"That'll be my picture up there next Chifuyu-chan," the voice of Natasha whispered in her ear, though Chifuyu did not bother retorting. The Brunhilde, instead walked faster ahead getting away from Natasha. A dazzling white light could be seen further up ahead as a small smirk graced Chifuyu's lips. A sense of thrill rushing through her veins, her heart clamoring to beat whomever stood in her way. To fight was in her blood.

Once, Ichika made it inside the house he locked the door behind him headed for the kitchen. His mouth drier than sandpaper wanting a juice box to quench his thirst. Gathering a strawberry juice box from the fridge he made his way back to the living room plopping down on the couch. Grabbing the remote beside him he pressed the power button on the remote, the moderate sized TV coming to life on the news channel.

"Today is the day we have all been waiting for! It is time for the Mondo Grosso that special time where we get to see representative candidates from all over the globe fight. All the representatives have made it with an outstanding turn out of sixteen candidates. We'll bring you all the coverage so stay tuned to channel seven." An excited sportscaster announced showing the full overview of the Mondo Grosso via helicopter.

Ichika drank from his juice box watching the sportscaster continue to go on and on about the finer details of the Mondo Grosso. Switching the channel this time it showed one of the IS representatives being interviewed. It was none other than Chifuyu in her own dressing room at it being her, he turned up the volume on the remote.

"Brunhilde-sama, what is your attack plan? Will you be using your legendary blue frame IS?" A very in your face reporter fired away question after question at Chifuyu.

"My plan of attack is for a one hit end. I will be using my blue frame," Chifuyu answered with her arms folded as her necklace could be seen on TV.

"Ahh, did you hear that folks. The Brunhilde plans on dominating the Mondo Grosso again. Ohh what is this Brunhilde-sama, that necklace is that from a fan?"

"No, it's from someone important to me."

"A lover?"

"No further questions at this time," Chifuyu stood up abruptly an overbearing aura coming off her silencing the reporter. The reporter fidgeted in her seat as the Brunhilde walked out of the dressing room.

"Well, you heard it there folks stay tuned in for more updates."

Ichika sweat dropped after Chifuyu left the dressing room that question must have set her off. Drinking from his juice box Ichika watched the other contestants be interviewed one after another. The person after his big sister to be interviewed was a woman named Meer Campbell, apparently she was a Scandinavian IS representative. A rather nervous looking mid twenties woman with pink hair down her back in a pink ball gown.

He watched the pink haired woman talk about her country mostly through the interview. After the rest of the pilots were interviewed including Natasha Fairs. It took an hour in a half to complete all the interviews, and now it was time for the opening fights to commence.

Two hours later in the day the Mondo Grosso tournament was about to reach its zenith. In the final rounds were none other than Chifuyu and Natasha. Both women had completed decimated their opponents in a flash on live TV. Natasha was the first up in the beginning rounds up against a 1.5 model Chinese Ginn. What Natasha did to that suit was humiliate it in one massive blow from her cannons.

Chifuyu faced a German IS representative in there prototype 2nd generation Rick-Dom, true to her word had ended it one slash of her sword.

The second round did not fair any better for the remaining IS representatives Chifuyu and Natasha had wiped them apart. It was scary to see how strong the Brunhilde and the US representative have so much strength. It was the final round between Natasha and Chifuyu; both representatives having fifteen minutes to make final adjustments to their IS.

Ichika was on an escort van heading to see the final round in her person, though he wasn't alone in the van. A family was in the van with him it being Natasha's family. They had just gotten to Japan and found this van by chance headed to the Mondo Grosso, since their limousine driver was not at the airport. Her grandpa, father, mother, and her little sister were making small talk about how proud they were of Natasha.

Ichika didn't understand what they were saying, but saw the overflowing happiness in their eyes. It made him smile as he thought about his sister wishing her the best in the final round as the van came to a stop at a red light. The young boy looked out the window into the sky his smile never leaving him. His eyes staring at a strange looking group of IS suits flying barely in his line of sight. He only made out they could be IS by their different kinds of rifles.

'It looks like a Chinese IS Ginn, with a German IS Rick-Dom, a-and is that one of our IS units?...' Ichika was puzzled by the strange union of IS. It's true in the Mondo Grosso IS units of different countries were there and stood as sentries on the outside to protect people. This was highly strange what could be the cause for this. Unfortunately, Ichika he would not have anymore time to think on it, as the IS units from above began open fire with their machine guns.

After the fifteen minute reprieve was up Chifuyu and Natasha both strong women made their way to the battle ground of the Mondo Grosso. The two had been in their dressing room mentally prepping themselves for their fight ahead. When both IS representatives made it to the battlefield they glared at the other from the opposite side of the stadium.

The tension was palpable in the air as the earlier roar of the crowd had become hush. This was the intensity of the Brunhilde and the second strongest in the world. The only one who could talk was the announcer, and even he was hard pressed to find the words to describe the tension.

"Shall we get started Chifuyu?" Natasha smirked assure that she would be the Brunhilde this time. Activating her IS out of its standby form from the small silver and blue chain wrapped around her ankle. Her body glowing a dazzling bright blue with matching armor blue plates down her arms and legs. The chest panel of her IS strangely formed into what appeared to be a cannon, with a massive sized bazooka in her right hand. Two massive sized white cannons on her shoulders finishing it.

Her IS was the epitome of massive firepower.

"Come Chifuyu and face the might of the US second generation IS Calamity!" Natasha boldly proclaimed showing her love of her country, as she hovered above ground with her intimidating cannons locked on to Chifuyu.

"Look everyone can you believe this remarkable beauty?! The stunning cannons with a gorgeous pilot. For such an IS to be called Calamity it certainly is a heart stopper," the announcer began narrating with vibrant passion in his voice with the crowd erupting into cheers.

"Bring it," Chifuyu smirked activating her IS out of standby mode her body shimmering in white particles. Whitish blue armor covered her arms and legs encasing them protectively; with the armor forming around her chest. Orange mixtures of paint could be seen in the back on her large blue thrusters.

Extending her left hand out towards Natasha, a hefty wide looking claymore materialized in front of her. The blade in length was ten meters long, though it had a Gatling gun as an attachment. Natasha had to admit it Chifuyu was packing heat. Pointing her sword/gun out in challenge to Natasha, Chifuyu awaited the signal for this round to start.

"There it is folks! The Brunhilde's blue frame, but it seems to have gotten an upgrade from three years ago. Can the second strongest overcome the Brunhilde? Let's find out! I officially declare the final round of the Mondo Grosso to commence!" The announcer rang a bell beside him signifying the start of a match, that would go down in the Mondo Grosso hall of glory.

When that bell rung Natasha opened fire with her massive bazooka immediately, as she fired off her jets to soar high into the air. She knew the Brunhilde wouldn't go down from such an attack and kept going higher to gain an aerial advantage. Once, she was high enough in the air the US representative began charging her shoulder cannons, while doing that she did not remain idle and began spraying a volley of missiles down to Chifuyu's position from her hips.

Chifuyu did not go down in that preemptive attack and had sliced through the missile with ease. The two halves of the missile exploding behind her smoke clouding her vision. Impaired vision aside it was not a loss of sight, since the hyper sensor in IS greatly enhanced all five senses. And gave the pilot a 360 degree view essentially leaving no blind spots. The Brunhilde was alerted to Natasha charging her cannons by the alert across her screen and the incoming missiles.

Chifuyu flared her thrusters to the max going forward to evade the multiple missles, but these missiles were heat seekers. Pulling up into the air to avoid the missiles she managed to avoid three of the missiles, which impacted into the shield covered walls exploding on contact. However, two of those missiles kept after her not wanting to take any damage. Chifuyu maneuvered herself into a backflip arcing herself at a 180 degree full reverse. The missiles sailed passed her upwards into the sky veering towards the next possible heat source Natasha.

[550 shield points: Chifuyu]

This maneuver did not come without cost, her IS had lost 50 shield points due to the sudden flip. That was a weakness in Chifuyu's new machine it was not able to handle overly complex maneuvers such as this. Her old blue frame could have done this without losing any shield points, because of its lighter armor.

Natasha's shoulder cannons finished charging after Chifuyu's little stunt with her missiles and was alerted to her own missiles coming back at her. 'Just like my rival to pull off something like this, oh well.' Natasha grinned not remotely worried about her missiles coming back. Her cannons locked on to Chifuyu, firing from the cannons were wide red beams soaring downwards to the Brunhilde. The very heat of the cannons superheated the air around her losing shield points from the mighty backlash of her cannons.

[shield points:450 Natasha]

The beams effectively destroying her own missiles from reaching her, as Natasha fired the remaining salvo of ammo in her bazooka. The US representative was positive that the Brunhilde would not be able to avoid all of that.

The audience was rapt in attention watching the descending beams and missiles head for Chifuyu. They were all thinking the same thing no way could the Brunhilde avoid this.

Chifuyu was once again alerted to missiles again and also, very destructive beams headed for her. There was only one way to potentially win and she hoped her IS would be able to handle the strain. Channeling her shield energy into her IS it started to glow a faint neon yellow as the beams veered ever closer.

'Damn it come on Blue frame you can do this!' Chifuyu encouraged her machine she believed in her IS. After all they were one in the same as the machine glowed a bright yellow. The spectators gasped when the beams had met their mark and continued downwards melting the ground. Even the missiles that had made contact with the beams exploded plumes of smoke blocking their vision.

"Ladies and gentlemen it appears that the Brunhilde has lost..." the announcer was in a state of disbelief along with the crowd. The only one who wasn't in disbelief was Natasha who laughed victoriously all of her hard planning for the past three years had worked to bring down the Brunhilde.

"Yes I've won!" Natasha laughed in triumphant nothing could ruin this moment.

"I wouldn't be laughing if I were you Natasha!" Chifuyu roared so far up in the air, even the crowd couldn't see her much less hear her. Her brown eyes were much more defined, they even seemed to be glowing. She descending towards Natasha at the speed of Mach two. Her IS still glowing a bright yellow using ignition boost for the first time with her sword noticeably longer than before now it was 20 meters even. Although, her thrusters that had been on her back were destroyed due to the beams. She hadn't totally escaped that blast unscathed and had to admit, Natasha was quite the opponent. With a downward cleave of her freakishly long physical sword it struck home on to Natasha's IS chest plate.

[Shield energy:185 Chifuyu]

The sounds of scrapping metal against metal could be heard,Chifuyu bringing Natasha toward the ground like a meteor. Natasha coughed up blood due to the pressure of the sword destroying her shields and bashing her chest cannon.

[Shield energy:100 Natasha]

"I won't lose Chifuyu!" Natasha hollered not going to lose not again, as her IS blared with red flashing screens warning of danger. The IS was sustaining to much damage, but Natasha didn't care, as she charged her semi destroyed chest cannon. The red beam of light looked absolutely way more destructive up close, however Chifuyu was not going to let herself be beaten. She promised Ichika she would win.

With that thought in mind Chifuyu continued on with her downward attack as both IS suits crash landed towards the melted ground. Creating a medium sized crater at least 30 feet deep. The impact from both IS suits shook the ground reverberating throughout the stadium. Many people held their ears in pain trying to block out the sound. All anyone could see was smoke billowing up from the crater.

"Folks, I don't know what just happened. But it was amazing! The Brunhilde somehow managed to dodge that blast and seems to have decisively land the final blow," the announcer stated not believing what had occurred.

Five minutes passed as the smoke began to clear the shadow of an IS emerged from the crater holding someone. When the smoke finally cleared it showed the bleeding Chifuyu barely held together in her was in her arms, also equally bloody.

"Why Calamity?... We could have won..." Natasha whimpered with tears running down her eyes as her IS had forsaken use of the cannon to use all of its remaining shield energy to save its pilot's life. In doing so it was in permeant lock mode shut down from the pulse pounding intense match. Chifuyu placed Natasha on the ground after she spoke and looked out to the crowd.

"The Brunhilde has won! Ladies and gentlemen the Brunhilde has won! Give it up for Chifuyu Orimura!" The announcer yelled from the top of his lungs with the crowd violently erupting into cheers. This was going to go down as the single greatest match of Mondo Grosso history books.

Chifuyu's IS dematerialized returning to its standby mode for repairs having take quite the hefty amount of damage itself. "Ichika, I kept our promise." She mumbled passing out on her feet succumbing to the pain of her own injuries. The last thing she saw was paramedics rushing towards them,unaware of the most important person in her life was missing.

Two weeks later

Ichika opened his eyes very slowly his body felt absolutely sluggish and tired, like he ran ten miles Without stopping. Taking in his surroundings hospital beds, an IV was in his left arm pumping nutrients into his system, he was also in a hospital gown. And, apparently someone was holding his right hand Weird it all was.

His eyes focused at seeing someone beside him sleeping. She had long curly blonde hair wearing a red Chinese dress with yellow blossoms decoring it. The woman yeah she looked like one he guessed about in her late twenties, possibly early thirties.

'Where am I? W-What happened to me?' Ichika groggily tried piecing together what had occurred. His mind playing back the events of what happened on the van ride to the Mondo Grosso.

On the van ride to the Mondo Grosso Ichika watched in silent horror as the IS suits rained open fire down on the van. The van held together as the driver swerved down an open street trying to stay alive. Natasha's family were huddled together in a protective hug and Ichika held his arms around himself wishing his big sister was here.

'Chifuyu-nee! I'm scared I need your help!' Ichika frantically called out for help in his head wishing someone could hear him. The Fair family looked over at Ichika tears down his cheeks and gingerly pulled the boy into his arms. They were not going to let a little boy be alone in this scary situation.

Ichika looked up into the eyes of the family, just as scared as he was. They never thought they would be attacked by IS pilots and the little girl of the group about five years old hung on to her mother's waist. While, the bullets continued to pepper the van, the windows shattering raining glass down upon them. Shards of the window cut into the driver's hands causing him to yelp in pain.

The van driver kept his bloody hands firm on the wheel he was not going to let these people die. Up ahead there was a tunnel, a ray of light and possible escape for them. Pushing pedal to the metal the van accelerated faster, doing all it could as one of the wheels sputtered blowing up from a stray bullet.

'Damn we lost a tire, come on old girl a little more.' The man pleaded praying for a miracle. The sounds of the blown out tired scrapped the ground in sparks. The van held together as it made through the tunnel, breathing a sigh of relief the driver's heartbeat a mile per minute.

Looking further down the road, the driver saw a red long haired woman walking down the road in a green combat uniform. Was she crazy? The man honked his horn screaming in pain from the action, the glass digging deeper into his skin.

The woman smiled extending her left hand outwards toward the racing van, a bright light overcoming her features. The last thing the man saw was an IS with a machine gun pointed at the racing van. Firing a clip from its 10 mm machine gun it obliterated the frontside window killing the driver. The Fair family screamed in terror as the van flipped and tumbled due to losing its wheels.

The black IS seemingly vanished as the van skidded outside of the tunnel and straight down the road. Slamming into a guardrail bending the metal to its limit. It was mass panic inside the van the family had lost their grandpa, and father who had used their bodies as cushions to protect them.

It was not a pretty sight, but Ichika was a witness to the gruesome sight and covered his eyes wanting to forget it happened. He wanted to vomit and cry all at the same time as the mother and daughter had begun crying. A sound of metallic stomping could be heard on top of the van to get their attention.

"You have one minute to climb out of this van or the rest of you will all die." An icy voice told them not being one for patience. The mother bit back a growl of anger through her tears, as her daughter continued to cry. The short blond woman walked over to her husband's corpse and pulled out from his pocket, a pocket knife. It was used to cut apples, but what she wanted to do was kill the pilot who did this.

"Please protect my daughter," the blond woman softly said to Ichika, hoping the boy could at least do that.

Ichika seeing the woman about to do something crazy as he and the little girl scrambled out of the truck, through a broken window. He cut his left leg from a shard of glass that was still in the window and grunted in pain. After climbing out of the van with the little scared girl hugging on to him, Ichika was met face to the loaded barrel of an IS.

"Good your out of the van, now you'll be coming with me," The woman sneered at the scared look on Ichika's face standing protectively in front of the crying girl. "Trying to be a hero kid, heroes can't protect anything." She muttered with a sickening grin wanting to shoot the boy's brains out just for fun.

"Take this!" Natasha's mother screamed in fury lunging out of the van window trying to plunge the knife into the IS pilot's neck. Unfortunately, that didn't work as the barrier of the IS deflected the knife it flying out of her hands. Directly into the sea below, the IS pilot turned around her nostrils flared in partial anger.

"Oh, so we have a brave soul trying to protect these kids huh?" The woman barked turning around in 180 degrees backslapping the blonde mother with the metal hand of the IS. Natasha's mother practically flew down the street like a pebble being skipped across a river. Natasha's mother when she hit the ground coming to a complete stop was bleeding not only from her face, but down her entire chest as she coughed up blood.

"M-Mommy!" The little girl screamed in fear at what happened to her mother and ran Towards her hurt mother. Ichika stopped her from doing so by grabbing her shoulders preventing her from going. He applied ample pressure on to the writhing little girl. So much so the little girl couldn't tell if she was crying from the physical pain or the emotional mental scarring.

"Stay away!" The mother yelled at her daughter not wanting her to be killed, as the IS pilot pointed her gun in the direction of the mother and fired. Ichika wanted to close his eyes from seeing another death happen in front of him, but couldn't. The little girl kicked and screamed at Ichika to release her, finally having enough she stomped her foot down on his shoe.

Upon doing so, Ichika did not release her he'd taken more punishing blows from Houki. A little stomping on his foot was not going to make him release the girl to her death.

"Now that the distraction is over, boy you are coming with us. If you do not come, I will kill this girl is that understood? Nod once if you understand," the woman curtly spoke and pointed the gun toward them. Ichika had no choice, but to nod he didn't want to see someone else die. Letting the little girl go, Ichika slowly walked toward the woman in the IS, the little girl on the other hand ran towards her dead mother crying all the way there.

"Time to go little boy," The woman cackled still feeling bloodthirsty not reaching her quota of kills today. She aimed her rifle at the little girl prepared to fire. Ichika's eyes boggled to wide proportions shaking his head no to what the woman was going to do. Jumping up from the ground Ichika gripped the rifle trying to weigh it down with his weight, even if he was only a measly sixty pounds.

The woman fired not accounting for the boy's weight watching with glee, as it did not matter in the end. The bullets violently tore the little girl apart, once again Ichika forced to watch trembling in shock.

Why? Why was he so weak? He couldn't even protect a little girl.

"Don't you see boy, heroes can't protect anything." She cackled psychotically gripping the boy's head in her free hand, removing him from her rifle. The rifle dematerializing out of bullets. Ichika continued to tremble in her harsh grip fearing his head would pop like a lemon head.

"W-What's y-your name?" Ichika growled out the question his eyes glowing an ominous brown color. He was searing the image of her face forever into his brain.

"My name little boy is Flay Allster." She licked her lips in a sensual circle those eyes, yes those were the eyes that looked like her's. When she got back to base it would go down.

"I'll remember it." Ichika snarled adrenaline coursing through his veins along with rage.

"Nightie night," Flay muttered dematerializing the right metal arm of her IS, before violently punching her fist into his gut. The impact of her punch to his stomach made him spit out blood, which landed on her cheek. He was not going to pass out from a weak punch like that and spit in her face this time on her purpose. "Oh we have a little jackass here," she punched his gut again and again, until he finally blacked out after the tenth punch. Stubborn little bastard he really was her half if he could take those nanomachine enhanced strikes.

Ichika regaled the events with a solemn look on his face, unconsciously squeezing the sleeping woman's hand. It was his fault that family died. That woman Flay and her goon of IS attacked them just to get to him. 'It's my fault... I'm weak if I had power, I could have saved them.' Ichika lamented unaware that tears slid down his cheeks; one of his tears splotched down on to the sleeping woman beside him.

The blonde haired woman awoke at feeling cold tears on her hand. Raising her sleepy head upwards she was met face to face with Ichika. The crying boy sniffled blaming himself for not being strong enough. At seeing those tears the woman felt strangely compelled to hug him, which she did.

"It's ok to cry, you should cry while your still able to." The woman softly whispered genuinely sounding concern, lightly rubbing his back in a soothing circle. Ichika cried into the woman's bosom crying out his frustration, sadness, and weakness. For a full ten minutes Ichika cried, until his eyes stung in pain from crying so much.

If her subordinates caught her in this caring position there would be no end to the teasing. Letting the boy go from her arms she watched his expression grow grim.

"My name is Squall, what's your name?" Squall asked keeping her voice in a considerate docile friendly tone. She knew his name already after all she was ordered to capture him, though she should have known to send someone less conspicuous. Damn, the fact that red head had a father who was one of the chairmen in Phantom task.

"I'm Ichika... Ichika... Orimura?" Ichika stated, although it came out like a question. He rubbed his right hand through his hair feeling like he was forgetting something important. Orimura? Yes that was his last name if he remembered correctly.

"Well Ichika Orimura you've been out of it for two weeks. Get some more rest and someone will bring you a tray of food later," Squall patted his head gently rubbing a few locks of his hair, noticing the look of happiness in his eyes at being touched so gently. She could already see it, besides the fact the boy had been drugged with mild memory altering drugs. He wanted a mother, a role she knew how to play very well she did love honest kids after all.

Leaving the room Squall stopped on her red heels and chuckled sensing a familiar prescience. "Madoka, your here again. What is this the thirteenth day you've come to see him? I guess it can't be helped you are..." She stopped mid-sentence, because the barrel of a gun was pressed against her tailbone. In no way was she scared this was an everyday occurrence.

"He is nothing to me! Only the pathetic weaker half of Chifuyu," a childlike voice spoke not even trying to hide the scorn in her voice. The lights in the hall showing a young girl holding a very heavy looking gun at Squall. This little girl was called Madoka the same age as Ichika, and looked to be his twin. Her black hair only reaching pass her shoulders. Madoka dressed in a black evening dress, which was given to her by Squall.

"Ara, Ara, little girls shouldn't lie to their mother. I like it better when your honest with me Madoka-chan," Squall teased the gun holding girl and turned around the barrel pressing into her stomach. She patted the girl's head for a moment before the sound of a loud gunshot reverberated in the hall. Squall hitting the floor with a thud sound.

"You are not my mother," Madoka stated anger festering in her dark brown eyes as she walked away from Squall.

"Aww, Madoka is not an honest girl at all." Squall slightly pouted standing up from the ground looking no worse for wear. There wasn't any sign that she had been injured by the gun and rubbed the opening of her dress. That was the only sign anything had occurred between the two. "Oh well Madoka, I know that your happy he is your big brother." She giggled almost sounding happy and continued on her way going to take a bath.

That is the first chapter and IS suits will be radically different from canon. They will have a mix of gundam mobile suits in there appearance.

Chifuyu Orimura (IS Blue frame second L 2.5 second generation) the original blue frame had been destroyed two years prior when she had to escape from a facility. The only salvageable part of the IS was its core and with the help of Tabane made an upgraded version of the blue frame.

Phase shift armor: All IS are equipped with this armor it shields against modern human weaponry swords, gun weaponry, missiles, where the absolute barrier only protects IS in other IS attacks. Phase shift armor can be deactivated after exceeding the length of energy in battle or when an IS runs out of shield energy. Once the phase shift is gone only the absolute barrier is active in case of emergencies, but even it can be overpowered leading to death of IS pilots.

Combat Knives

The Second blue frame IS is in possession of six combat knives. Four are mounted in the feet as retractable combat knives in the heels and toes while the remaining two are stored in mounts on the Second L's hips. Chifuyu uses these knives when her sword is not best for combat.

Tactical Arms: multifunctional equipment designed by Tabane it is the precursor for fold out armor in 4th generation IS suit. It can function as a flight unit or as a weapon. It carries out its different functions by transforming into the appropriate form: Flight form, Sword form or Gatling FormThe standard form of the Tactical Arms, it provides the Blue Frame Second L with flight capability, though the added weight from the backpack. Causes it to be not as maneuverable as its original model.

Sword Form the Tactical Arms: is capable of folding into a 20 meter long buster sword, which can also function as a shield due to its large size. The blade has an incredibly sharp edge, the impact due to its size can cause internal damage to components or badly rattle the pilot, in most cases it leads to unconsciousness.

Gatling gun second weapon form of the Tactical Arms and least often used weapon by Chifuyu. She rarely uses the Gatling gun and would only use it for suppressing fire. She asked Tabane to get rid of the Gatling gun completely, but Tabane declined saying she would need it for the future.

Natasha Fairs:(IS Calamity newly built second generation U.S IS) It was rushed during the final stages particularly its shoulder cannons. The backlash from using the cannons was severe and could only be fired once in a fight. The drain on shield energy is its weakness, while the chest cannon was given more time to refine. It could be fired multiple times, but the twenty second lag in between shots is why Natasha rarely fires it.

The Calamity is an all firepower type IS equipped with hip missiles, a bazooka, shoulder cannons, chest cannon, a short physical sword, and two custom machine guns of U.S might.