The next day, 4E heads to the labs to check his student but not take him training again. However, the three scientists believe otherwise. “How's my student fairing?” 4E asks them.
“Actually, he's doing spectacularly. It seems as if...he's grown some strength during that outing of yours,” one remarks. “Please, take him out training again. It seems-”
“Whoa, hold on a minute there. You're expecting me to take him back out there when he's been in a coma? And also the fact that...” 4E looks around suspiciously, and whispers back, “...he's some sort of strange deity?”
“Hah. You seem to underestimate this child,” another of the scientists retorts. “Don't be fooled by his appearance, and remember. If he goes rogue again, you can take him out...right?”
4E would have given him a dirty look if he could at this moment. 'Things don't look good. These three scientists want me to go back out there with him? Something's wrong,' 4E thinks. He walks past the scientists into the room with his student.
“Hey...uh...” 4E begins, to his student who appears to be still in a coma.
“Please. Call me...Nova,” his student says back. 4E is surprised that Nova is doing fine, despite his unconsciousness just yesterday. He is also surprised that his student's chosen name is the same as his name.
“Okay...Nova...how are you feeling today?”
“I feel all right...just wondering how I wound up in a hospital is all. We were out in the field training when I felt excruciating pain and saw an overwhelming redness.” 4E takes that as information and stores it in his databanks.
“Well...unfortunately, we need to train today, as dictated by the scientists who discovered you. After all, they are my indirect superiors. So let's get ready.”
“Yes, I'm aware...give me a couple of minutes to get dressed, then.”
A couple of minutes later, they walk over to the terminal floor ready for departure. “Which place shall we go next?” Nova asks. 4E ponders for a moment, thinking of the easiest mission to do for a recovering human.
“Let's go to Neudaiz then.” Both walk into the middle of the three entrances and onto the ship.
“Ship departing for Neudaiz, in approximately 10 minutes,” the PA system echoes. A whole bunch of people start rushing into the boarding bay, barely not missing the ship. Teacher and student are separated for the duration of the trip.
Upon arrival, Nova asks, “Now, where do we go now?” 4E points to the next Flyer Base and Nova groans. Yet another ship ride, but alas, that's how travel is done.
Unexpectedly, 4E receives a transmission from Project Redevelopment during the flight. “Hello 4E. You have a special task assigned to you for today's training session.”
“Okay...” 4E says warily. Something very strange will happen today, he can feel.
The scientist continues, “Do you have a pair of C-rank twin sabers that our little patient can use?” 4E nods slightly. “Good! Now, do you have a spare twin saber photon art? Like Assault Crush or what have you.”
“Yes. Although I am curious as to why you are asking me to do this.”
“This is none of your business but all of our business,” one scientist says, with emphasis on the word 'all.'
4E is conflicted, but he knows that in order to stay in the Guardians, he must obey his superiors...at least until the time is right. Upon arrival in the training field, 4E hands Nova a capsule containing the twin sabers. “These look rather fragile, but actually they are pretty strong considering that they're low rank,” 4E says to Nova who is dumbfounded by how to use them, a pair of fluorescent light tubes. “Let me show you how to use this type of weapon.” 4E withdraws his Sangeyasha. He slashes outward from the bottom left corner of his view to the upper right. He waits until Nova notices that he should follow 4E's movements. Slowly, they go through the combo together until Nova remembers it. “Now that you know how to attack using the twin saber's basic movements, I am ordered to give you this...” 4E throws a disc over to Nova who lets it fall to the ground.
“There is no way I'm letting that disc near me!” Nova yells.
“I know you went through a lot of pain trying to use the previous one, but we have no choice.” 4E initiates a communication link with Nova. “We're being watched, if you couldn't tell,” 4E whispers in a digital voice. Nova can't help but look around, but can't see anything. Still, he reluctantly takes the disc and crushes it.
Not even a second later, Nova is brought to his knees, screaming in agony and dropping the weapons again. 4E prepares himself this time, knowing what might happen.
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