[b]Chapter 2: The Skies above Tokyo, the flames in space[/b]
Columbus class Ship Antietam
For the next phase of the Cadets of Ecole’s training the class has gone into space.
Asuna was in space once again, it felt as if she was at home amongst the lightness of the gravity.
“This is a Columbus class ship?” a student said
“You mean Antietam” A second student specified 
“Those are magnetized shoes!” A third one pointed out
“Shut up and move forward kids” Instructor Yahagi said impatiently 
[i]Mom…I’ve…returned to space. My body feels unusually light it’s been a while I can tell[/i]

Asuna was first on the liftgrip while the other students were in awe at her ease managing zero gravity.
“She’s a Spacenoid right?”
“Cool look at Asuna!”

Soon the students began piling over the grip
“I’m next!”
“I’m first in line
Soon all off the children were knocked over in Zero G
“You idiots…” Yahagi said with disdain and began to facepalm at the rowdy students speeding off the lifts
[i]I’m getting used to school, I made new friends. They’re great people
I was afraid of joining a military School…but now I’m glad[/i]
As Asuna past the hanger of the ship she saw a MS
“A GM for space?”
[i]Mom are you doing well?[/i]
“Asuna? Asuna this isn't the time to be spacing out!”Emilu said after she bumped into her friend
Asuna became wide eyed 
“We’ve had 22 turns”
“And?”
“You've had 15 turns”
“You don’t have enough credit” Erisia elaborated
“Hey have you seen Instructor Forma?” Instructor Yahagi said as he arrived on the lift
“Instructor Yahagi! I DON’T HAVE ENOUGH CREDITS!” Asuna said with tears in her eyes
“?!”Yahagi could barely utter a proper response to Asuna’s fit
“She doesn’t have enough simulation credits. Remember she was banned from the simulator for a while! Do you know what that means?” Emilu explained
“……..”
“I HAVE ENOUGH LIVE ACADEMIC AND LIVE CREDITS! INSTRUCTOR!” Asuna began sobbing and pulling on her wayward instructor’s sleeve
“STOP THAT YOU CLINGY FREAK!” Yahagi howled
“I would prefer if the instructors watched their language, even to the unmotivated students. After all Asuna is trying really hard” Erisia said
She then pointed in Asuna’s direction
“We have time for simulation practice, in Space! I’ll personally tutor you so be prepared!”
Both Asuna and Emilu were blindsided by his declaration 
“NOOOOOOOOO!”
“What! This sucks!”
“These kids are acting way to relaxed round here” A man said in the scaffolding above the students
“The school wants the kids to be bright and cheerful. Captain Yogan Phara! Happy to see you again sir” Forma responded
“Can’t say the same for you; you always bring me trouble. “
“Oh come on don’t pick on me like that” Forma responded jokingly 
“That Newtype candidate you briefed me about. That’s the girl right? I can’t believe you got access to the Flanagan Institutes Data, must be your little Council eh? What kind of group is it anyways” Phara said inquiring 
“It’s nothing special really, disorderly crowd mostly. Though there’s one guy that stands out. He’s civilian business elite. He wants to make Asuna his property.” Forma said
He then began recalling Alpha Rau’s requests to Forma concerning the girl.
“Regarding Asuna Elmarit, please give me her information first before the Council. To be honest with you it’s not Asuna Elmarit I want…I just …want to have the latest data relating to anything relating to Newtypes. Do you think that’s unusual? If I have the latest data –my company will end up with the rights to Newtype and other Psycocommunication weapons. Can you imagine the profit that will bring to my company?” Rau had said
“Hmm well keep the reins tight on your dangerous ideas. Otherwise you’ll get burned badly.” Phara said
“A newtypes abilities are awakened by extreme stress on the battlefield. It’s a tired theory but I believe it. There must be a reason the dark side of the moon was chosen for space training. If there's a geographical aspect in awakening their abilities then it’s worth trying out. I really want to see it, Newtypes are thought to be the evolution of Humanity. I want to see how they’ll change the world.”
“I wonder if that day will ever come…to Humanity. Space is always dark.”
“The location is perfect; I have no objection regarding the personnel. If nothing happens…I’ll have to hang myself” Forma said solemnly 
"Avalanches mark the beginning of spring, if you fire several rounds in the mountains to greet spring in person you will be the first to die" Phara said

Art had entered his apartment building, he had hated his new post and his Japanese was rusty.
The two test pilots he was assigned to work with were insufferable.
The first one Ein Lewi was an arrogant ass, the white haired jackass saw himself a cut above everyone else just because he has fancy new tech. The second one Serein Experi was practically a doll that Ein drooled over. It was like looking into a madhouse and the patients ran the asylum, the saddest thing is Art was the sanest out of the three. Art never made any contact with Aliens yet but he was hoping to add more kills to his name 
[i]Were all Newtypes fucked up like this? Ein was on that woman like his life depended on her, while Serein seemed soulless like a machine. This is bullshit Jamaican. Just because you got me in the Titans doesn't mean I owe you a damn thing![/i]
Art was about to take off his uniform before he started hearing alarms
“Aww dammnit” Art said disappointed by his denial of respite 
Art took his humvee to the Base the alarms still blaring 

UFO activity was heavy in this country, but they seemed to be less then formidable scouting units. All the traffic out there caused by the Aliens could disguise their projects by having their units be mistaken for alien craft all the while cleaning it up.
As soon as art entered the base Ein was waiting outside of the entrance.
“I’m surprised you didn't stay back in you bunk and cower, these aren't outdated mechs piloted by Betamaxes your about to engage. ”
It began

“Look Los Beta’s didn’t even scratch my fucking paint off. They were a practically a warmup for me, hopefully these Aliens you’ve been hyping up constantly are a real challenge. Not unless you’re just a bunch of fucking pussies.” Art said confidently
“You wouldn’t last a day against the things we’ve seen back in the OYW, a privileged Feddie brat like you couldn’t understand what lies in space”
“Stop bringing up bullshit from the War like it means anything to me Zeek! Only reason the Federation let you in the Titans was because you’re a Newtype who double crossed your own friends retreating from A Baoa Qu and gave them that tech data, you’re just a coward who hides behind technology, a real man depends on his own power not a machine!”
“Oh there we go your fixation with machines again, why bother piloting if you hate them so much!”
“I never said I hate automatons used by humans, I hate people who let machines do everything for them, like you”
“My machines power is my power just watch!”
Then why not scramble without your woman then asshole you scared?”
“Silence, Serein is mine! She needs me” Ein said as he began
“Yeah I thought so! It’s not just the machine you hide behind.”
Serein seemed to have come from nowhere when she slapped Art
“Ah yes here comes the puppet herself!” Art said 
“Enough” Serein spoke
“ I don’t see the point in you defending him your just an object to him, an organic hugpillow he can do nasty things to when he feels alone. You like being a doll? Does he play dress up with you to-?”
Ein came at Art and attempted to kick him in the side Art dodged and attempted a swipe at Ein himself but Serein subsequently struck him in the face again this time with a punch, Ein started punching him in the stomach at the same time while Art was dazed with the blow to his face.

[i]Cheating bastard…[/i]Art thought before he blacked out 
Art woke up in the infirmary with a black eye and an ice pack
“Heh, even in a fight on ground he can’t stop hiding behind his bitch.” 
Do they share some kind of bond Newtypes get? Art wondered to himself
Art was irritated at his defeat; he thought Ein was pathetic, not nearly as much as Preet to say the least but no one could be that fucking Beta. 
Art took his icepack made a dash for the Hanger but the other two other Newtypes had already left.
[i]Great now I have to find those two and play catch-up[/i]. Art fumed 
A moment later Art took his Gundam and the nearest Base jabber and took off
“I’ll show you how I fare against the Aliens! Ein Lewi! Art Right doesn't need no skirt to hide behind!” Art shouted defiantly