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He could barely breathe.
Inferno polluted the twilight air, spreading black smoke all around.
Everything was gone. The inanimate bodies of researchers and scrap littered the grounds and floated in waters over the cliff edge.
A little boy sauntered down a clear path, his jumpsuit torn from the abdomen where blood spilled down his thigh.
The shade of his hair blended with the orange hue that overhung the mayhem, other parts of his body carved with cuts and slashes, left and right.
His head twisted, churning to gawk at every little sight as he trudged over debris.
He stared into his stinging palms, red lines running through just like the rest of him.
"I'm sorry..."
His bleeding hands trembled, and his voice grew stuttered. His breathing began to stress.
"I'm so sorry..."
The torn cloth around his neck slowly slipped down, revealing... something
Then, his body jumped.
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Infinite Stratos: Cold War
FanfictionJuno Reeves is something else. The Representative Candidate of Canada, and one of the only two males in the entire world with the power to operate an Infinite Stratos, an IS, a war machine built for vast aerial combat. Forced to enroll in the most p...
