Okay, so I wanna introduce, or reintroduce, this back to y'all. It's a rewrite, but i have a spin-off of this story coming out, so I'm rewriting the chapters up to the point where the spin-off is, then releasing the first chapter of the spin-off. The rewritten chapters will have an (RW) next to them. So enjoy.

Humanity, it has created great things. From fire to computers, and farming to medicine, humans have pushed the limits of science. This came to a head when a certain inventor created the Infinite Stratos, or IS. The world was surprised when they found out that only women could operate them. After a certain event involving everyone's nuclear missiles and a White Knight, all countries were forced to acknowledge that the IS was only to be used for sporting purposes. This lead to the Alaska Treaty, banning IS from war purposes. But little known to the countries, a sovereignty was working towards its own goals, and this sovereign nation wasn't going to sign some stupid treaty.

This sovereign nation would be the Hammond Republic, a country governed as a fascist state. It was peaceful, and was doing very well. It led the world in IS, going as far to make different cores and much stronger, faster, and better IS than anyone else. Unbeknownst to the IS Inventor, Hammond successfully integrated it's anti-IS weapon, a hulking metal beast known as a Titan, with IS cores, creating a IS/Titan Hybrid. With this, one exceptionally trained pilot, with a slightly 'controversial' background, has been nominated to go to the IS Academy in Japan. Of course, HE has a certain...thing...

Gio arrived at the academy, bags in hand. The pilot in question, was a six foot one inch tall caucasian, with brown hair and turquoise eyes. On his left hand was a grey glove, which was his IS in it's closed form. His right hand was tapping his right leg, and Gio constantly was checking his watch. He probably shouldn't have been early, but better early than sorry.

The instructor did eventually arrive, and looked him up and down. The instructor was the ever stoic "Brunhilde": Chifuyu Orimura. While she was silently judging, Gio was silently...freaking out.

"I didn't know this school was taught by champions." Gio started, trying to break the ice. While he had tried to sound cool, it came out in a stutter. Chifuyu looked at our pilot, still ever stoic, but there was a slight amusement in her eyes.

"Come on, I'll show you to your room." She said, and started walking away. Gio picked up his bags, and followed the Brunhilde.

Dorms

Gio put his stuff down, looking around the room. There was two beds, Gio elected to take the one closest to the sliding door to the balcony, a bathroom in the front by the door, on the left side if you were entering. It came with a shower and toilet, which Gio thought was great. His room also had a small kitchen, just a microwave and a tea kettle to go in it. Good thing he brought coffee packs. He had a queen size bed and a desk, which he was at, with a computer on it. He had a tv, about 22-inch, and some wooden drawers. There was a reading chair and ottoman near his bed. The room had a plaster ceiling and very nice wood walls. The room was illuminated by a center lamp in the ceiling. Gio found it cozy. Chifuyu had given him his key and walked away, leaving our pilot by his front door outside. Thankfully, he found a map of the campus inside the room, so he didn't need to worry about being lost. He started putting stuff away into the drawers, and putting his stuff in a backpack for tomorrow's class. His schedule was already pinned on a board he brought from home, with other things on it as well. Gio then went to a suitcase that was locked tight. He pressed his hand against the left side of the suitcase, it scanned the palm then immediately flashed green. The locks on the suitcase unlocked themselves, and Gio opened the suitcase. Inside of the case was a grey laptop, a tablet, and another small case. Gio put the laptop and the tablet on the desk, and reached for the case. He pushed his thumb down on the case and the case gave a small chirp and opened.

Inside the case, lying a protective foam, were two contact lenses. While contact lenses help people with glasses see without needing to put on glasses, these contact lenses were the state of the art model Tactical Cross Communication system, or TCC for short. The system was designed to do many things, access the Internet, identify strangers, even hack weak to mediumly secure devices, but mainly it was the system Hammond pilots used to modify their mechs. What made it special was that Hammond IS pilots could modify their IS while said IS was in its closed form, or even change what the closed form of the IS was. Gio carefully picked up the two small devices, and put one in each eye. Thankfully, his eye color would stay the same. Gio quickly finished putting away his stuff, then turned on his TCC, and reserving an arena to train in. When the screen showed that no arenas were available, Gio grabbed his IS glove, and went out to find the busiest arena at the moment.

Arena Six, at the same time…

Two IS pilots, both third year students, were in Arena Six at the moment, they were training in the art of IS duo teams. One IS, a regular Uchigane, and the partner, piloting a Revive model. The two were sparring when they saw another group enter, which was another group of third years, making four third years in one arena. The other pair were operating two Revives as well. The two pairs stayed away from each other, practicing on their own. Just when the two groups were about to challenge each other, an unknown IS landed in the arena. The group turned, looking to see who was interrupting their arena time. The smoke cleared, and the four third years gasped aloud.

The IS was a hulking eighteen feet tall, painted grey with some red outline stripes on the arms. The IS had retractable wings, with what seemed to be SR-71 jets on them. The IS itself seemed to be a Legion model Titan, with the pilot canopy cut out for the IS Pilot. The left arm had a cannon attached to, but still had the left hand available to use. The right arm was heavily armed, for a certain reason, and a Predator minigun was attached on the small of the IS's back. The pilot wore a chestplate that was connected to the rest of the suit, effectively being the pilot canopy. The IS pilot had a headset that could display a screen for the pilot to read off of for the IS schematics. On the right shoulder was a Trebuchet Railgun. The chestplate was emblazoned with the Hammond Republic symbol, an eagle holding a power button with an 'H' inside of it.

The four third years readied their weapons, one stepped forward, the Uchigane pilot. "Who are you?! Can't you see the arena's in use?" She shouted at the pilot.

The IS pilot looked up, revealing to be none other than Gio himself. "I was watching y'all train, but I got bored, so now I was wondering if you would fight me."

The four looked at each other, wondering who would be suicidal enough to challenge four third years alone, but they shrugged. The Revives brought an assortment of guns, the Uchigane readied her sword. Gio, cracked his neck, and put out his right hand, the more armored one. The hand suddenly summoned a ball of thermite, and the extra armor suddenly made sense. The Uchigane pilot counted down from five, and…

"BEGIN!"

The next day...

His alarm promptly went off at 5:30 am, and Gio almost threw it at the wall. It was still set for Hammond military wake up time. Gio would fix it later, as he was still tired from the fight from yesterday.

Though, he did go pretty hard on them. Gio shrugged, wasn't his fault mass produced models weren't up to par with him.

He quickly changed into running clothes and went to run. He ran/jogged about until 5:45, then returned to his room. He still hadn't gotten a roommate yet, o he assumed she was arriving today. He showered and changed into the uniform. He grabbed his backpack and walked to class. As he walked there, he saw the new students crowding around one car. The girls were looking inside, watching the car's passenger. Gio guessed either it was a famous and upcoming IS pilot, or the Orimura guy he had heard a lot about. He walked into the building, looking for his class. He found it and promptly sat down in his chosen seat. It was next to where Ichika would sit, but he didn't know that yet.

Fast forward to where Episode 1 begins, not the fight scene, the class scene.

Gio watched, amused, as Ichika sat uncomfortably in his seat. The poor guy probably wasn't used to this much attention, and being one of the only guys to pilot an IS AND be in an all girls school didn't do much to help him. Gio failed to notice that the girls had noticed him as well, but he was too busy musing to himself about Ichika's predicament to worry about his own. Soon, the teacher was calling Gio's name.

"Gio? Is he here?" The teacher asked. Gio turned his attention to the teach, who was a green haired woman. "Here." He responded. The teacher nodded, and called Ichika next, as she already called all the girls. Ichika didn't respond, so she called again. No response, so she got closer and called one more time. That got him.

"Oh! Uhh, here!" Ichika responded, surprised. The teacher apologized, saying that she called everyone else and that he wasn't responding. The girls chuckled at this. Gio smiled, thinking it was going to be an easy time in this class, until Chifuyu arrived.

"Sorry I'm late, stupid meeting lasted forever." She started until the whole class erupted into screeching.

"OH MY GOD!"

"IT'S HER!"

[insert screaming here].

Gio thought he would go deaf until Chifuyu quieted them all down. Chifuyu introduced herself, for some reason, and laid down some rules and expectations. Gio was used to this kind of stuff, he had been doing stricter stuff back home. This felt like a vacation, until the girls started screaming again when they put two and two together and figured out that Ichika and Chifuyu were brother and sister. Gio slammed his head on the desk, it was going to be a long day.

Scratch that, it was going to be a long year.

After a quick lesson, and learning that Ichika didn't have a clue about IS, or at least not extensive knowledge just basic, the class got their break. Gio watched as Ichika left with some girl out of the class, his TCC identifying the girl as Houki Shinonono.

The crazy inventor lady had a sister, interesting. Gio would look into that later.

Gio started fiddling with his TCC, looking around at the class. There were a lot of devices that Gio could potentially hack, but thought better of it. As he was looking around, he failed to notice a certain blonde walk up to his desk. He turned to look back forward, only to realize someone was in front of him. The girl in question was, of course, blonde, shorter than Gio, but had a rather large-

"So, are you going to ask who I am or what?"

Attitude, she had a rather large attitude. Gio stood up, respectively held his hand out, "Hello, my name is Gio Inferno. May I ask who I have the pleasure of speaking to today?"

The girl nodded, and shook his hand, "The name is Cecilia Alcott, representative contender of the United Kingdom."

"Ah, it's good to meet you. I always wanted to meet a fellow representative contender,"

"Well, it is good-EHH?!" Cecilia was shocked, what did he mean by that? Was he-?

"Before you ask, yes, I too am a representative contender. I am the RC for the Hammond Republic." Gio answered, saving Cecilia the time of asking him.

Cecilia quickly regained her composure, clearing her throat. "Well, it seems you are well mannered. You must have grown up in a prestigious family, I assume?"

Gio looked away, trying not look like he was hiding something. "Well, when they told me I would be attending this school, I begged for them to give me some etique classes, glad to see they paid off."

Cecilia nodded, "So, how did they decide to send you? I imagine you had to complete some kind of test?"

"I had to fight four IS mechs, standard Hammond model. I beat all four of them and here I am."

"Amazing, I seemed to have found my better. The only problem is that you are a male."

Now it was Gio's turn to be confused. "Huh?"

The warning bell rang, causing Cecilia to give a sigh, "We will resume this conversation later." and returned to her seat.

Soon after, Ichika and Houki walked back in, and class resumed.

After class

Gio was just getting out of his seat, ready to go back to his dorm, when Cecilia returned.

"Good, you're still here. Now we can finish our conversation."

Kill me, Gio thought in his head.

"I want you to know that this class will be led by me and me alone. You may be a better pilot, but you are inferior."

Gio tilted his head slightly, "How so?"

"Because you are a male."

"So because I am a male, I am automatically inferior?"

"Yes. I'm glad you can understand, though it is quite simple."

Gio sighed, and walked away. He had enough of the blonde. He ignored her calls for him to return, and walked straight back to his dorm.

Dorm

Gio opened the door to his room, and found the room still empty of a roommate. He quickly went to his desk, and opened his laptop. His email notified him upon opening the device. Gio opened one email, which was a long report about Hammond's current events. Most of it dealing with the expeditionary force in the Middle East. Gio repressed a shudder, as his door was opening.

"Hello? I'm Ichika, your new roommate, anyone home?" The person shouted, apparently Gio got lucky and wasn't going to have to room with a girl.

Wait, would he be lucky or unlucky if that happened?
"Ichika, as in the other male IS pilot?" Gio asked back.

Ichika walked into the room, all his stuff still with him, "Uhh, yeah that's me. Unless you know another Ichika Orimura?"

"Yeah, I don't think I do...but welcome to the room. You get the bed closest to the door."

Ichika nodded, and started to put his stuff away. Gio went back to his laptop, working on a report about absolutely nothing in particular, when Ichika closed the bathroom door, and Gio heard the shower turn on. Gio, looking around to make sure no one was watching, input a code into his keyboard, and opened a secure network to his superiors back in Hammond. He quickly typed up a report about Ichika, and sent it on its way. He quickly closed the laptop, and got ready for bed.

Unbeknownst to Ichika, Chifuyu, and the entire ISA, was that Gio was not sent to the ISA for learning purposes, Gio could pilot an IS just fine, better than anyone at the Academy both student and faculty wise. The real reason he was here was to see if Ichika Orimura was able to pilot an IS the same way male IS pilots in Hammond could. See, in Hammond, the eggheads had cracked the code on how to get men to pilot an IS, which required a certain gene-seed to be implanted into the pilot at conception. But a vial of the stuff was stolen, and now suddenly a male pilot appears outside of Hammond. So here Gio was, and while he really was the RC for Hammond, the rest of the story besides age and name was fake.

So the pilot was running through his head possible reasons on what happened, until he fell asleep, dreaming about when crushed those four third years.

Class 1-1, the next day

The next day, Gio was listening to the teacher drone on about something important that he probably should've been listening to when she caught him off guard.

"Class, we will be picking our representative today! How it works is that a student can nominate another student to be in the position, but if you are nominated there is no backing out from it and no amount of reasoning will change that." The teacher, Maya, said.

The class immediately selected Ichika, a number also choosing Gio. This seemed to inconvenience Gio, he hadn't led anything since, well...probably before he got into the Academy. Of course, no one bothered to notice Gio's problem, but Cecilia decided she would make everyone notice her's.

"Unacceptable, I, Cecilia Alcott, cannot allow this male to have power over me! Nor do I accept the nomination that an inferior male Hammond pilot should be able to do the same!" She shouted angrily. The inferior comment should've not been said, Gio was still ticked off about it from yesterday. And what did she have against Hammond? While Gio didn't exactly hate the Alcott company, the Alcott corporation had made it known that Hammond should be sanctioned until they signed the Alaska Treaty…

Oh wait, now it made sense to him.

Anyways, now this Cecilia chick was getting on his nerves. Ichika stood up and said that he wasn't doing it on purpose, but Cecilia wasn't having it. She challenged him to a duel over the position. Ichika accepted, and Gio decided to try get her to shut up about him as well.

"Well then, if he's in, then I'll throw my hat in the ring as well." Gio said rather darkly.

Cecilia turned to him, "So, does the inferior Hammond pilot want a Handicap?

"Why, yes, I would. In fact, I'll let you call an American pilot to come help you after I start wiping the floor with you." Gio replied. Cecilia stepped back, speechless.

Chifuyu smiled slightly, "Very well then. Gio, Cecilia, Ichika, you three will fight for the position of class rep in an IS battle. Gio will face Cecilia tomorrow, as Ichika doesn't have his IS yet, and the winner will face Ichika in four days after the first battle. Understood?"

The three of them nodded, but only Ichika sat down. Gio and Cecilia still were standing, staring at each other to see who would do what first. They kept staring, the whole class held its breath. A tumbleweed blew through the classroom, and they kept staring. One girl passed out from holding her breath so long.

Finally, Cecilia gave a Hmph and sat down. Gio nodded, and sat down as well. The class sighed in relief.

"Now that these two are done, can we continue with the lesson?" Chifuyu asked sarcastically.

"Depends on today's lesson." Gio answered.

"It's on the Middle Eastern War."

Gio's eyes went wide, and the whole class erupted into a debate/fistfight in about a millisecond.

You see, the Middle Eastern War was started over someone saying [insert Middle Eastern country] stole an IS from Israel, and the [insert Middle Eastern Country] saying they didn't and they just happened to figure out how to build ISs like everyone else did. But that wasn't even the controversial part. That would go to the fact that Israel paid the HAMMOND REPUBLIC 12 BILLION DOLLARS to go into the Middle East, and recover the IS, and if a war was started they offered to pay for the cost of said war.

But wait it gets better.

Hammond took the offer, intentionally started a war in the Middle East, and dragged out the war for over 10 YEARS just to screw over everyone involved. And when they returned the IS to Israel, they showed up in their IS/Titan hybrid suits, shocking the world. But it also gave the talking heads a theory to throw around. That theory is what started the whole debate.

The theory was that Hammond had stolen the IS themselves, spread a rumor that ONE of the Middle Eastern countries had it, then got Israel to offer the money to them and get a free war out of it. Not only that, opponents against the war believed that Hammond did all this just to show off their new Titan mechs, which were first showcased in the war, and to buy time for the country to jump start their IS/Titan Hybrid project with the stolen IS. But again, it was a theory. And it didn't do much to change the result.

So Israel was given a run for their money (literally) and the Middle East was almost pulverized, but Hammond relented after Russia, China, and the US threatened to go to war with Hammond.

So yeah, the debate was mainly it was a justified, or it was a big hoax.

But back to the story.

Gio sat in his seat, letting chaos unfold in the classroom, and hoped it would be over soon.

But this, my friends, is the ISA. Since when did Normal exist?

(A/N) So, since I was reading my spinoff for this story, I decided to rewrite TPDWWA to make the spinoff clearer to anyone who reads it or this. And those who have read this before might have noticed that the chapters after this have been removed.

It's easier for me to write this and for the story to make sense if I just removed them.

Any questions, feel free to PM them to me and I can answer them.

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