The Undying Mecha Emperor

It was sheer, insane chaos.

A strange battle was unfolding in the air, and two hundred gifted mecha pilots were being massacred on the ground.

It was beautiful.

I led my team away towards the even greater chaos that was unfolding a few kilometers away where the eight thousand mecha battle for three flags were still going on.

By that time, they were joined by another three thousand airborne mechas, and the situation had devolved completely out of control.

When they finally came into view, a horrific scene greeted our eyes.

The roar of the battle blanketed the atmosphere and thousands upon thousands of mechas were having their own private battles in twos or threes, with sharpshooters from every faction raining down death from the sky at all times.

"Ehm. Let's not join the battle first." Eliana suggested.

"Excellent idea. Why wade into such messy mucky waters when we could hang out here and wait for them to kill each other?" Elise agreed.

"Agreed." A boy named Winston grunted in agreement.

"Yes. Yes. Let's just sit here for a moment. I don't think I can deal with another battle just yet." A girl named Sarah sighed deeply.

"Sure. We'll just wait here for a bit. The airborne mechas seemed to have a problem they had to deal with, and none of the gifted mecha pilots actually made their way here, so we're safe for now." I agreed easily.

But my semi awakened resonance was telling me that we weren't the only ones with such a fabulous idea.

All around the massive battle, clusters of mechas were actually lying in wait. They all wanted to swoop in at the last minute and claim all the spoils for themselves.

​ They were lying in wait in small groups of five to fifteen mechas.

Prey.

"There are several small groups near us who are also lying in wait for the battle to resolve itself. Shall we ask them for a dance?" I asked my team.

"Small groups? How small?" Sarah immediately asked me.

"Five to fifteen." I replied.

"Let's do it. I am confident I can deal with just that amount." Eliana said easily. Being a Royal Grade RPL pilot, she had great confidence in her piloting abilities.

And apparently, Winston and Sarah as well.

"Yep. Sounds like a fun thing to do to pass the time. Let's go!" Winston said.

We sprang up from our hiding place and headed east towards the first such group with around ten mechas.

"Hi guys! Mind if we join you?" I asked them brightly as we reached their position.

"We've been discovered. Attack!" Their leader shouted.

"No? Too bad! I like your hiding spot! I want it!" I shouted and charged into them.

Wham! Wham!

I used my shield to crash into one of them and my spear to whack another's head.

However, both mechas very easily blocked my attacks!

These were definitely senior students!

"Huh? You guys are surprisingly bad at fighting. Are you juniors?" The leader asked in surprise as he easily smashed Winston's mecha to death with a skillful spear bash.

"They are juniors for sure." His buddy said grimly as he too smashed Sarah to death with a stomp of his feet after tripping her.

"Are you sure? This one is rather talented." Another one of his buddies complained as he fought tooth and nail against Eliana.

"Damn right." Another one facing Elise grunted.

"Juniors? Ha! I just finished sucking on your momma's titties this morning! You're the junior!" I taunted them as I easily dodged the leader's sweeping spear attack.

Wham!!

His knee shot up and smashed into my face!

However, instead of my face exploding to pieces, it was his knee which did!

"Damn it! What the hell happened?" He howled in shock.

"You're pretty good. But in battle, those with guns kill those which don't." I repeated Instructor Titan's words ominously to him before sending my spear smashing down onto his head and smashing it to pieces.

"They are special forces with more powerful mechas sent by the instructors to throw a wedge to our battle plans!" The mecha pilot who overheard what I said to their now dead leader exclaimed in horror. "Retreat!"

"Like hell I will let you retreat! Die!" I shouted and threw my spear like a javelin to impale the mecha which just shouted.

I quickly dashed to help Elise and Eliana out and together we quickly beat their opponents up to pulp.

However, we weren't able to stop the rest from escaping.

"Well well well! Fifth graders escaping from juniors? You useless bunch of junk!" A new, condenscending voice sounded from the distance.

A group of five mechas appeared before the escaping fifth graders and with extreme prejudice, started attacking them all ferociously with several quick moves!

"Killian you bastard! Just because you managed to get into the gifted program, doesn't mean that you can look down on us this way! Die!" One of the escaping mecha pilots shouted a split second before he got killed by the newcomers.

"Hmph. Weak bastards like you have no right to call me by name." The newcomer leader scoffed.

Only ten seconds had passed after their engagement, and all the escaping mechas lay dead around them.

Overall, pretty good.

"You're a fifth grade gifted program student? The standard of our seniors seem pretty low if crap like you can get into the gifted program." Came Eliana's sweet voice filled with venomous words.

"Well well. A girl with balls of steel. You must be a freak." Killian said as he took his greatsword out of the blackened armor-activated body of his victim.

Three first graders versus five gifted program fifth graders.

No, wait, I meant, three first graders AND a very unwilling second grader.

Because at that moment, I made James Whitefrost, and along with him, his bunch of infuriated buddies, fly over to help us.

"WHAAAT THE HEELLLL IS HAPPENING TO MY MECHAAAAAA!!!" Wailed James loudly like a stuck pig.

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