Aero wasn't uncomfortable. In fact, she was just the opposite. Her white locks in a bun, she crossed her legs as she sat in professional posture, her white suit hugged her hourglass figure, it's like it was made for her.

She sat opposite to the head instructor of Brax-Delta. They were both divided by a long glass desk covered with 2 holographic computers, a phone, and 3 pictures, in one was his son, another was his wife, the last was a girl, a bit masculine looking, Aero couldn't guess who she was.

They were in Major's office: a big white room with gray tiled floors, the wall behind major was completely made of glass, revealing the view of the gorgeous new city of Kantha.

"Why are you here?" Major Novak questioned. His face was red with guilt, and worry, it was almost like the roles were reversed: Aero was the head instructor and Major was the kid who did something wrong.

"Well first off, I came to apologize about breaking your son's leg," Aero said. "I kind of went...overboard." Getting a real apology from Aero was something special unless she wanted something from you. She would never admit she's wrong unless it benefitted her. Even Major knew this. He stared at her smooth face wondering whether to accept the apology or not.

"It's OK..." He started. His voice sounded like the low hum of a motor. "It was mostly my fault anyway...I told you to do it, and you did..."

This was the moment. Aero made her move. This was like a game called chess Aero learned of the slums. It takes patience, skill and tactics, making the right moves to better the future outcome.

"I admired his potential," She smiled. "I want him to join Brax-Delta." Major knew something was coming but he did not expect something like that. His surprised gaze met with her mischievous grin. The air between them was lightning, fueled by Aero. All that could slip through Major's dry lips was on one word.

"What?"

"You heard me." Aero pushed the point. "The only way for him to be shown the ways of a Gauntlet Fighter is for him to experience it, so I agree with what you said earlier."

"I can't do that. It's too late and he's too weak, you should know, you played with him like a toy on the mats, imagine him in The Gauntlet!" Major was hurt inside. He had done something to his son. He would be surprised if Trevor even looked at him. Aero was expecting this type of retaliation.

"You wanted him to become stronger, and you're now suddenly thinking straight? Look, you will have someone to compare to Codi James." Major stared at the girl as if she had 2 heads. "You can't be serious." Aero chuckled. "You wanted the true underdog story from me, but you had it under your nose the whole time." Major shook his empty mind.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Trevor!" Aero had lost her smile and was irritated now. "Your son is the underdog! He's weak and a disappointment -- athletic wise -- compared to his Gauntlet training father and doesn't have the slightest chance in The Gauntlet. If we did what Codi James did, and trained him the right way, and make it to the Gauntlet --without being accused of cheating, of course-- you will have the best story you've ever asked for." Major stared at Aero Void. A blank expression written across his usually smiling features. He let out a sigh as if he was surrendering to a battle. He knew she was right. He was a fool to have not seen it before.

"I know you're planning something Aero... I don't know what it is, you better at this than I am, but I can see it in your eyes." Aero didn't waver. The man rubbed the bridge of his nose and gave in. "I'll see what I can do." He said.