Forbidden Love in the Mecha Ac

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The fluorescent lights of the academy library hummed, a stark contrast to the storm brewing in Alice's mind.

The requisition order, signed by the head honcho himself, was a smoking gun.

This wasn't just some minor medical mishap; it was a full-blown conspiracy, a multi-level boss fight waiting to happen.

Alice, feeling like she'd stumbled into the endgame of a galactic-sized game of Clue, knew she had to level up her investigation skills.

She moved through the library like a ninja in a silent movie, her senses on high alert.

Each creak of the floor, each rustle of a page, sent a jolt of adrenaline through her.

This place, usually a haven of knowledge, now felt like a lion's den.

Alice could almost hear the ominous music playing in the background, the kind you hear right before the main character steps into a trap.

She wasn't wrong.

Her communicator buzzed, a coded message flashing across the screen.

It was Luna, acting all innocent, asking for a "consultation" in the abandoned sector of the medical wing.

The message reeked of desperation and the kind of "help" that comes with a side of betrayal.

Alice could almost hear Luna's voice dripping with fake concern.

The drama!

It was obvious this was a trap, a classic "come into my web, said the spider to the fly" situation.

A less bold person would probably peace out, calling it a day.

But Alice?

Nah.

She was ready to face the music, even if the tune was a death metal solo.

She moved with quiet confidence, her footsteps echoing in the deserted corridors.

The air crackled with anticipation, a feeling of being caught between a rock and a hard place.

She was about to walk into a staged showdown, and yet, her heart hammered with excitement.

The adrenaline rush felt like an energy drink, her own kind of superpower.

As she reached the abandoned ward, the heavy door creaked open to reveal Luna, face flushed, eyes darting nervously.

"Alice," she began, her voice trembling.

"I'm so glad you came." Luna glanced to the side, and in the shadows, a second figure stepped forward.

He was a big, mean-looking dude, a real "you've messed with the wrong girl" kind of vibe.

Alice took a deep breath, her eyes meeting Luna's.

"You set me up?"

Luna's face twisted into a mask of forced remorse.

"I…I had no choice.

"

But before Alice could respond, the shadowy figure beside Luna moved forward, his hand shooting out with a swift and decisive motion.

"Let's not make this any harder than it has to be," the shadowy figure said, the grin on his face sending a chill down Alice's spine.

The shadowy figure lunged, but Alice, anticipating the move, sidestepped with a grace that would make a ballerina jealous.

 Years of dodging exploding potions and rogue medical droids had honed her reflexes to razor sharpness.

 She pivoted, her heel connecting squarely with the goon's knee.

He crumpled with a satisfying *thump*, clutching his leg and howling like a wounded womp rat.

Luna, aghast, stumbled back, her face a mask of disbelief.

"You…you can fight?" she stammered.

 Alice smirked, dusting off her hands.

 "Honey, I can do more than just fight.

I can expose you.

"

Quick as a flash, Alice whipped out a data chip, the very one she'd swiped from the library.

 "This," she announced, her voice ringing with authority, "is your smoking gun, Luna. Proof that you tampered with the cadets' medications under orders from… guess who?" She paused for dramatic effect, raising an eyebrow.

 "The Head of the Academy himself."

The news spread through the academy like wildfire.

A hastily arranged assembly saw Alice, standing tall and resolute, presenting her evidence before the entire student body and the academy's top brass.

The Head of the Academy, sweating profusely under the weight of her accusations, sputtered denials, but the data chip, projected onto a giant holographic screen, told a different story.

Luna, pale and trembling, confessed everything, spilling the beans on the headmaster's plot to sabotage the academy's mecha combat team.

 The crowd erupted in a cacophony of gasps and angry shouts.

The downfall was swift and brutal, a spectacular implosion of power and prestige.

 Alice, the unassuming medic, had become their champion, their hero.

Amidst the cheers and applause, a figure emerged from the crowd.

Ethan, his eyes shining with pride and something… more, strode towards Alice.

 He took her hands in his, his gaze unwavering.

 "Alice," he said, his voice low and resonant, "I…" He paused, a rare blush creeping up his neck.

"I admire your courage, your brilliance… your everything.

" He leaned in, his voice barely a whisper, "I… I love you.

"

The world around Alice seemed to fade away.

 It was just her and Ethan, bathed in the warm glow of the holographic screen's aftermath.

 A soft smile touched her lips.

 "I love you too, Ethan."

The crowd roared its approval, their cheers echoing through the vast hall.

 It was a fairy tale ending, a moment of pure, unadulterated joy.

 But as the echoes subsided, a new message blinked on Alice's communicator.

 A cryptic symbol, followed by a single word: "Cerberus." Alice's smile faltered.

 She looked at Ethan, a flicker of unease in her eyes.

He squeezed her hand, his expression hardening.

"What is it?

" he murmured.

Alice showed him the message.

A shadow passed over Ethan's face.

 "That's…"

He stopped abruptly, his gaze fixed on a distant point in the crowd.

"We need to leave.

Now."