Nanoha FanFiction Discussion

[shiroi mahotsukai]

Originally Posted by Nanya01

My muse...

It hungers!

Nanya-muse: NOM!
DC-muse: You don't need to eat that loudly.
Nanya-muse: Waaahh! DC-muse-chan is being mean again!
DC-muse: *sighs* Knock it off, people are staring again.
Nanya-muse: ...Can we have ice cream later?
DC-muse: ...Sure.
Nanya-muse: Yay! *Glomps DC-muse*
DC-muse: *Turns red* Dammit! Stop doing that!

Told you that these mini-arcs were short.

Peek's Mini-Arcs:

Yagami Mid Four Dwell Takamachi Scrya Fatherhood Harlaown Dreams Dance Healing Twins Advice

History Start

Spoiler for Blood That Flows - Peek - History End:

Stepping over the debris as he followed the being called Abby, Sirius wondered just what the other being knew. "This disaster, why were the people living here?"

Abby turned to look at him, before turning and shaking his head. "It was an ironic safe house for humans. Living in what they knew as Al Hazard."

Sirius raised an eyebrow. "Ironic?"

Abby chuckled and continued to walk on. "Never-mind that. It's not important anymore." Walking over to a pile of debris, he kicked it over, revealing nothing but circuits and dust. "Amazing that the technology, as damaged as it is, survived so long."

"That Tome of the Night Sky," Sirius stopped a few feet back as Abby stood straight and looked at him, "what was it meant for?"

Abby chuckled softly. "It was meant to absorb spells." He frowned in confusion and stroked his chin. "I think so anyway. It's been a long time since I saw it, but it was originally used to help older magic users who were dying. They would pour their magical knowledge into the book so that their spells would not disappear with them."

"Really?" Sirius nodded slowly at the logic of that. That would be helpful, since uncommon magic was often-times lost when a person died. "So, what changed?"

Abby smirked sadly. "The people of Al Hazard needed someone who could always use the book, as the thing didn't always allow its user to access the spells within." He snapped his fingers and an image of the book appeared. "So, they crafted a bond with the book by creating a Unison Device."

"Unison?" Sirius raised an eyebrow. "Sounds like what would have happened had all our ships merged together a few centuries ago."

"Maybe." Abby chuckled softly. "This device was created rather differently than most of the ones that followed."

"How so?" Sirius did find this stuff interesting. At least it kept him distracted from several worlds that were in the middle of conflict one way or another.

Abby shrugged. "I'm not sure." When he heard Sirius slam into the ground, he shook his head. "I'm not omniscient. All I know is that the device itself was different." He smirked slightly. "To be honest, she felt almost like a human that had been turned into some sort of Mazoku or Shinzoku. Other than that, I don't know."

"Interesting." Sirius looked at the wreckage before turning back to see Abby gone. "...Huh." Shrugging, the Shinzoku continued onwards. The universe was huge and there was always something new to see after all.

(---)

She smirked as she looked at the data. "So, they did survive." She muttered to herself, before chuckling. Even if they weren't the same ones from the past, the fact that their power had survived for thousands of years made for some interesting possibilities.

Still, this would require a lot of thought.

After all, they were created to destroy her and all of her kind. She just wondered if they knew what their original purpose was.

Oh well, even if they did, she could figure something out.

It was what her master taught her after all.

Super duper forshadowing. It's not even the only time Raising Heart's sordid past has been discussed, there was reference to it when our new Mazoku aquaintence was still the harmless Igor.

Now I have the old transformers theme song stuck in my head.... yay.

[rxrx]

Just some expansion from the little thing I posted before. As the manga is not yet done, some original stuff has been added in. It is mainly about Force.

Spoiler for Prelude:

Everything was over. After the long and hard battles, they have finally emerged victorious. The bioweapon that was created from the E.C virus was much more powerful than they have all though. If they have not join forces with the Hukebine, they would have all died and the virus would spread and would create a living hell where all would fight all. Being a carrier himself, Touma knew the difficulty in curbing the urge to kill. It took much training and the support of Lily that he was able to stay sane and not go into a killing frenzy.

The Hukebein were all arrested after the fight as they are criminals after all. From what I’ve heard, the vaccine that has been created from Lily and my blood were able to cure them. Surprisingly, they did not resist arrest or the application of the cure much. If Curren was not lying, then it must be true that they were tired of all the killings as well. Despite of what they have done, it was for survival and that was why they were mostly engaged in killing those whom were involved in the developing and the testing of the virus. Their term would be a long one as none of them were repentant of what they have done.

In a way, it is hard for him to hate them or blame them. In a situation where one would have to choose to die of let another takes his place, it would usually be the other that would be chosen. After all, not everyone would kill themselves willingly. Sometimes, he wondered if he would do the same thing as the Hukebein have been to keep himself alive. Meeting Lily and having her aid had prevented the negative effects of the virus from taking over him．He was just lucky, that’s all. The urge was powerful and it was so easy to unleash the power the virus have provided and feed the hunger that was within him.

However, all is not well. Even though the vaccine have managed to cure the Hukebein from the E.C virus, it was useless on him. It seemed that being a Zero Driver had granted him immunity to the cure. He could keep the virus in control now with Lily’s aid and his own will, but it just pains him to know that they were right, that he was the perfect weapon that could wield the E.C virus with no problem.

The TSAB could not let someone like him wonder around free as it is almost like letting a ticking nuke wonder around if they do. He does not blame them as it is natural for an organization like the TSAB to take him into custody to protect the worlds under their administration. The same goes for Lily who would also be under custody as she is a reactor and they were afraid that she might spread the virus. Under the recommendation of Commander Yagami, we were supposed to be transported to a medical facility where the TSAB medical department would try to cure them. Isis was sent home as it seemed that her father was worried about her. She was very unwilling to leave, but complied in the end. Before seeing her off the transport, she promised that she would visit us in the medical facility as soon as possible. Touma thinks that she knew that it would be almost impossible for them to see each other again as tears were rolling down her cheek as she spoke. Lily was sobering beside him already and could hardly make a telepathy reply to Isis. So he did, bidding her farewell and that they will see her soon, even though he did not really believe it himself.

Holding the still sobbing Lily tight, the journey was quiet as neither of them felt like speaking. Under the custody of another high ranking TSAB official whom he could not get a name of, there was nothing unusual about the trip. The commander could not get the right to transfer them for some reason but as he was not one who understood politics, he just ignored it. Though the commander assured him that this man would not try anything that would jeopardize his position, experience have taught him that when dealing with officials, you can trust them as individuals, but never trust them when they act as part an organization. That was why he had Steed eavesdrop on their conversation.

“This is a great catch sir!”

“Lower your voice fool, they will hear you.”

“Sorry sir. But I can’t believe that we are going to get this chance!”

“That fool, the girl and the brat is the perfect sample for us to further our cause! There will be no merit in curing them. Besides, locking them up would be perfectly safe. This is no time to play the good guy.”

“Sir, it might be possible that they might break out.”

“They will not. What can a brat and a girl do?”

“Sir, they are part of the Special Section Six which took down the beast and the Hukebein…”

“You believe in those rumors? Just look how relax they are. Do you really believe that they will be much of a threat?”

“But the E.C Virus”

“Seeing how the brat has acted in the past, you can say it is safe that he will not use it on us. Besides as long as they do not know what is going on, we are safe.”

“Sir, this conversation might be leaked out…”

“This area is secured, and they are just being overestimated. Now, do your job.”

Steed’s recorded conversation was enough to convince Touma that this officer would not be bring him to any medical facility. He is planning to use them as research subjects to create more weapons and he has no intention of letting him do so. The virus is too dangerous and if any kind of breakthrough is making in improving it, there is no guarantee that another biohazard would break out. More importantly though, he is not going to let this officer make use of them for his own gain. Turning towards Lily whom has stopped crying after hearing Steed’s recorded conversation, he could see the mixed emotion in her eyes. Fear of being made into a test subject again, anger at being betrayed and uncertainty of what to do was reflected in her eyes. Without saying a word, Touma took her hand into his.

A little startled, Lily turned her focus onto Touma. His determined expression gave her more than enough hints onto what he is going to do. Taking a deep breathe, Lily gave a small smile of her own and nodded her head slightly. Closing her eyes, they both uttered the command word that would set up their combat gear.

A blinding flash soon followed and moments later, Touma was covered in his combat gear. The setting up had drawn the attention of two guards and they burst into the room with their device ready in hand. Before they could even react, Touma punched the first guard in the gut and grab the man by his neck and threw him at his fellow guard. The other guard could not react in time and his partner fell on top of him. Before they could get up, they saw a black blur and a skull cracking impact on their head and lost consciousness.

It was easy for Touma to decide his course of action. The only possibility that they could escape from their fate of turning into some specimen was to run away. Violence is the only option and he is not going to hesitate in using it. Holding onto the sword shaped device that he had snatched from the guard, he motioned for Steed to enter the slot on his belt and then slashed open the door to the storage room where his divider and the Book of the Silver Cross have been stored. On the way towards the room, he was confronted by the guards but he took them all down with ease. After the training he have had with the Special Section Six and actual combat with the Hukebein, the guards were a pushover and he could beat them with the borrowed weapon by knocking them out cold with it. The alarm was already sounded and he knew that the rest of the guards and the more experienced mages will start to gather in the storage room.

As expected, the officer and his mages arrived to the doorstep of the room in no time. He was red with rage and was shouting something incoherent. It took sometime before he calmed down a little and started screaming at him.

“Do you know the consequences of this act brat? You will make yourself an enemy of the TSAB! Back down when you still have the chance and we will not harm you!”

Shaking his head, Touma gave his answer simply by slashing at the mages. Caught unprepared, some of the mages that were in the front got knock out cold by Touma’s Crimson Slash. Before the others could react though, silver beams appeared and hit the ship hard. The damage done to the ship was not great, but it was enough to throw the mages off balance and they too fall by Touma’s Crimson Slash. The officer found himself shaking as he found himself staring eye to eye with the Black Knight. The stories of the battles the Special Section Six had with him and then against the Hukebein came back to him and he realized in dread that those stories were very real and not made up. He had though that this would be an easy assignment and that the top were just exaggerating on the threat of the E.C Virus and that it was just a ploy to give the Yagami girl another rise and heroic reputation. He regretted underestimating the brat and could see his own life fleshing before his eyes before darkness consumed him.

Flying out of the ship, Touma’s mind drifted off as to where they should go now. He could not bring himself to kill the people on the ship, so that would mean he would be a mark fugitive from now on. He would not only have to deal with the TSAB, but also with people that he have consider family as well. Life would never be the same from now. As these thoughts went through his mind, Lily whom has been silent ever since the battle began spoke in his mind.

“I… am with you”

Her voice was enough to remind the young man that he was not alone in all this. Feeling his resolve strengthen, Touma gave a small thanks to Lily and is determine to hide themselves from anyone whom would try to use them as specimen or test subjects. If anyone tries to do it by force, he would use force against them in return as well. With this resolve in mind, Touma together with Steed and Lily flew towards the unknown.

[mega1987]

Originally Posted by Nanya01

My muse...

It hungers!

Nanya-muse: NOM!
DC-muse: You don't need to eat that loudly.
Nanya-muse: Waaahh! DC-muse-chan is being mean again!
DC-muse: *sighs* Knock it off, people are staring again.
Nanya-muse: ...Can we have ice cream later?
DC-muse: ...Sure.
Nanya-muse: Yay! *Glomps DC-muse*
DC-muse: *Turns red* Dammit! Stop doing that!

Told you that these mini-arcs were short.

Peek's Mini-Arcs:

Yagami Mid Four Dwell Takamachi Scrya Fatherhood Harlaown Dreams Dance Healing Twins Advice

History Start

Spoiler for Blood That Flows - Peek - History End:

Stepping over the debris as he followed the being called Abby, Sirius wondered just what the other being knew. "This disaster, why were the people living here?"

Abby turned to look at him, before turning and shaking his head. "It was an ironic safe house for humans. Living in what they knew as Al Hazard."

Sirius raised an eyebrow. "Ironic?"

Abby chuckled and continued to walk on. "Never-mind that. It's not important anymore." Walking over to a pile of debris, he kicked it over, revealing nothing but circuits and dust. "Amazing that the technology, as damaged as it is, survived so long."

"That Tome of the Night Sky," Sirius stopped a few feet back as Abby stood straight and looked at him, "what was it meant for?"

Abby chuckled softly. "It was meant to absorb spells." He frowned in confusion and stroked his chin. "I think so anyway. It's been a long time since I saw it, but it was originally used to help older magic users who were dying. They would pour their magical knowledge into the book so that their spells would not disappear with them."

"Really?" Sirius nodded slowly at the logic of that. That would be helpful, since uncommon magic was often-times lost when a person died. "So, what changed?"

Abby smirked sadly. "The people of Al Hazard needed someone who could always use the book, as the thing didn't always allow its user to access the spells within." He snapped his fingers and an image of the book appeared. "So, they crafted a bond with the book by creating a Unison Device."

"Unison?" Sirius raised an eyebrow. "Sounds like what would have happened had all our ships merged together a few centuries ago."

"Maybe." Abby chuckled softly. "This device was created rather differently than most of the ones that followed."

"How so?" Sirius did find this stuff interesting. At least it kept him distracted from several worlds that were in the middle of conflict one way or another.

Abby shrugged. "I'm not sure." When he heard Sirius slam into the ground, he shook his head. "I'm not omniscient. All I know is that the device itself was different." He smirked slightly. "To be honest, she felt almost like a human that had been turned into some sort of Mazoku or Shinzoku. Other than that, I don't know."

"Interesting." Sirius looked at the wreckage before turning back to see Abby gone. "...Huh." Shrugging, the Shinzoku continued onwards. The universe was huge and there was always something new to see after all.

(---)

She smirked as she looked at the data. "So, they did survive." She muttered to herself, before chuckling. Even if they weren't the same ones from the past, the fact that their power had survived for thousands of years made for some interesting possibilities.

Still, this would require a lot of thought.

After all, they were created to destroy her and all of her kind. She just wondered if they knew what their original purpose was.

Oh well, even if they did, she could figure something out.

It was what her master taught her after all.

Reia: THAT. WAS. A. SHORT. HISTORY. LESSON. *Started chanting for the Elemental Torrent*

Me: R-Rei! Calm down for a bit! *currently with the rest who's ready to bolt out of range*

Sarah: He just meant to Suspend the readers, Rei!

Marie: We're Doom!!!

Elane: WE'RE SCREWED!!!

Val: Oh HELL NO! RUN FOR YOUR FREAKING SELVES!!!!

*flees Like a Horde of demon, Dragon and Rabid fans are after them*

Reia: *looks around* GUYS! I'm just scaring him.... Guys? GUYS!?

[vic-vic]

Originally Posted by Nanya01

My muse...

It hungers!

Nanya-muse: NOM!
DC-muse: You don't need to eat that loudly.
Nanya-muse: Waaahh! DC-muse-chan is being mean again!
DC-muse: *sighs* Knock it off, people are staring again.
Nanya-muse: ...Can we have ice cream later?
DC-muse: ...Sure.
Nanya-muse: Yay! *Glomps DC-muse*
DC-muse: *Turns red* Dammit! Stop doing that!

Told you that these mini-arcs were short.

Peek's Mini-Arcs:

Yagami Mid Four Dwell Takamachi Scrya Fatherhood Harlaown Dreams Dance Healing Twins Advice

History Start

Spoiler for Blood That Flows - Peek - History End:

Stepping over the debris as he followed the being called Abby, Sirius wondered just what the other being knew. "This disaster, why were the people living here?"

Abby turned to look at him, before turning and shaking his head. "It was an ironic safe house for humans. Living in what they knew as Al Hazard."

Sirius raised an eyebrow. "Ironic?"

Abby chuckled and continued to walk on. "Never-mind that. It's not important anymore." Walking over to a pile of debris, he kicked it over, revealing nothing but circuits and dust. "Amazing that the technology, as damaged as it is, survived so long."

"That Tome of the Night Sky," Sirius stopped a few feet back as Abby stood straight and looked at him, "what was it meant for?"

Abby chuckled softly. "It was meant to absorb spells." He frowned in confusion and stroked his chin. "I think so anyway. It's been a long time since I saw it, but it was originally used to help older magic users who were dying. They would pour their magical knowledge into the book so that their spells would not disappear with them."

"Really?" Sirius nodded slowly at the logic of that. That would be helpful, since uncommon magic was often-times lost when a person died. "So, what changed?"

Abby smirked sadly. "The people of Al Hazard needed someone who could always use the book, as the thing didn't always allow its user to access the spells within." He snapped his fingers and an image of the book appeared. "So, they crafted a bond with the book by creating a Unison Device."

"Unison?" Sirius raised an eyebrow. "Sounds like what would have happened had all our ships merged together a few centuries ago."

"Maybe." Abby chuckled softly. "This device was created rather differently than most of the ones that followed."

"How so?" Sirius did find this stuff interesting. At least it kept him distracted from several worlds that were in the middle of conflict one way or another.

Abby shrugged. "I'm not sure." When he heard Sirius slam into the ground, he shook his head. "I'm not omniscient. All I know is that the device itself was different." He smirked slightly. "To be honest, she felt almost like a human that had been turned into some sort of Mazoku or Shinzoku. Other than that, I don't know."

"Interesting." Sirius looked at the wreckage before turning back to see Abby gone. "...Huh." Shrugging, the Shinzoku continued onwards. The universe was huge and there was always something new to see after all.

(---)

She smirked as she looked at the data. "So, they did survive." She muttered to herself, before chuckling. Even if they weren't the same ones from the past, the fact that their power had survived for thousands of years made for some interesting possibilities.

Still, this would require a lot of thought.

After all, they were created to destroy her and all of her kind. She just wondered if they knew what their original purpose was.

Oh well, even if they did, she could figure something out.

It was what her master taught her after all.

Oh my, and I thought that plot can`t get thicker.
What secret RH past hid? And what is this new person?
We should wait.

[Yasanagi]

Spoiler for After almost 3 weeks, KM returns:

As usual, the secret venue was packed with the regular participants of this underground combat event along with the spectators who came to make some side bets on matches. The prize money up for grabs was worth 20,000 credits made from the entry fees paid by the participants and the bonus thrown in by the event organizer.

‘Looks like it’ll be another good evening tonight.’ The bouncer’s thoughts were interrupted by a knocking from outside the steel door. He moved to slide the miniature latch at the top to see who was outside and only saw a black visor with a pink jagged design on the front, preventing him from seeing the guest’s eyes. “Yes?”

“I understand that an event is scheduled to begin at nine sharp? I would like to participate.”

He briefly pondered if it was a cop in disguise who wanted to infiltrate the place. After all, this wasn’t exactly a sanctioned combat event like what was run at the DSAA although there was no law in place that made it illegal to run such a fight club. “Lemme clear this up with my boss first.” He slid back the latch and made a call to his superior, the one who ran the place.

It didn’t take long for him to receive a response. The boss had surveillance cameras everywhere on his property. After getting a clear picture of the guest outside, a quick cross check to the most up to date police personnel list (obtained through a plant in the police force) confirmed that she wasn’t one of them. With that information clearing his doubts, the bouncer opened the steel door to let her in.

She was really something. Already, she was in her barrier jacket which consisted of a light-green mini dress (with long puffy sleeves) covered by a white jacket, long white socks, and black boots. A choker on the neck topped off the appearance and her hands were equipped with customized fingerless gloves.

He shook his head briefly to get his focus back. “Just pay the entry fee and you’ll be slotted into the brackets. Don’t be late for your match or you’ll be disqualified.”

“Thank you.”

‘Huh… silvery green hair colour? Weird chick…’ It was all he thought as she passed by him.

**********

The fee had been paid and her entry confirmed. Now all she could do is wait for her match. In the meantime, she decided to duck back into the women’s washroom and hide herself in a stall. Once she was certain that nobody had trailed her and that there were no surveillance cameras around, she released her combat form in order to conserve energy.

Einhart Stratos had never expected to find an event like this in her neck of the woods. Even a world like Karnarog had another side to it, concealed from the view of the TSAB. But she was grateful for this chance. Not only would she be able to get valuable live combat experience and test her Kaiser Arts, she would be able to take another step closer to her goals.

For as long as she could remember, she had these recurring dreams about Ancient Belka. A dream about regret and weakness and the inability to protect what was held dear. She didn’t understand it at first and the fact that it caused her distress during her childhood years put a lot of strain on the relationship between her parents. Especially when her mother had difficulty in believing what her father had said earlier about how he and Einhart were descendents from a royal bloodline in the time of Ancient Belka and how their ancestor’s regret is what is generating those dreams. He experienced them as well but because he didn’t inherit a great deal of magical power, they didn’t haunt his sleep too often. In Einhart’s case, the dreams came every night because of how strongly her ancestor’s magic manifested itself inside her.

Once she had an idea of what was causing this, the next step would be to find a way to put that regret to rest. That would mean researching and learning more about her heritage. From what she had found out so far, the best way to do that would be to go to the heart of the Saint Church itself on Mid-Childa. Enrolling into the Church’s school wouldn’t be too hard as they do welcome anyone with the will to learn, regardless of what world they originate from. Her parents wouldn’t have minded making a move to that world.

However at the moment, it wasn’t feasible due to how the nature of the work that her parents did had them rooted to this world. In a few years, they probably would be ready to go but she wasn’t sure she could wait that long. So she struck a deal.

If Einhart could prove that she could manage herself responsibly and raise the money (through legal means, obviously) needed to travel and live there, she could make the move on her own. Already, she had budgeted out what she would need in terms of funding. While St. Hilde provided for living arrangements with dorms that were within walking range of the campus and had some basic necessities in place like a meal plan, she would have to earn enough funds to make her way to Mid-Childa. Civilian flights between worlds weren’t cheap. And on top of that, she figured she would need training equipment to furnish her room.

So she kept her eyes and ears open for anything while saving up what she could from allowances and gifts and putting herself through heavy training to maintain her Battle Form longer. It didn’t look like she would have any luck until she overheard someone at an outdoor café discussing something about a fight club. With persistence and some luck, she managed to find what she was looking for.

“Attention please: Garoth Aynan and Heidi E.S. Ingvalt are to report to the Cage. Your match is scheduled to begin in five minutes.”

Upon hearing the intercom’s announcement, she slowly released a breath before summoning her magic and replacing her visor. “Armed Form.”

As she made her way to the Cage, she pondered on what she would find on that world. Perhaps inside the Grand Cathedral, there were more resources that could explain more about her ancestor beyond what was written in history textbooks.

‘No… now’s not the time to think about that.’ She entered the arena and spotted her opponent, someone with shoulder length black hair and a barrier jacket that resembled a tuxedo of sorts.

“Is this your first time here? Maybe I should do you a favour and go easy, little lady…”

“If you want to do me a favour…” She got into her stance. “Then shut up and show me what you got!”

[blitz1/2]

Hey, Yasanagi is back!

[Mr Coin]

Originally Posted by Nanya01

My muse...

It hungers!

Nanya-muse: NOM!
DC-muse: You don't need to eat that loudly.
Nanya-muse: Waaahh! DC-muse-chan is being mean again!
DC-muse: *sighs* Knock it off, people are staring again.
Nanya-muse: ...Can we have ice cream later?
DC-muse: ...Sure.
Nanya-muse: Yay! *Glomps DC-muse*
DC-muse: *Turns red* Dammit! Stop doing that!

Told you that these mini-arcs were short.

Peek's Mini-Arcs:

Yagami Mid Four Dwell Takamachi Scrya Fatherhood Harlaown Dreams Dance Healing Twins Advice

History Start

Spoiler for Blood That Flows - Peek - History End:

Stepping over the debris as he followed the being called Abby, Sirius wondered just what the other being knew. "This disaster, why were the people living here?"

Abby turned to look at him, before turning and shaking his head. "It was an ironic safe house for humans. Living in what they knew as Al Hazard."

Sirius raised an eyebrow. "Ironic?"

Abby chuckled and continued to walk on. "Never-mind that. It's not important anymore." Walking over to a pile of debris, he kicked it over, revealing nothing but circuits and dust. "Amazing that the technology, as damaged as it is, survived so long."

"That Tome of the Night Sky," Sirius stopped a few feet back as Abby stood straight and looked at him, "what was it meant for?"

Abby chuckled softly. "It was meant to absorb spells." He frowned in confusion and stroked his chin. "I think so anyway. It's been a long time since I saw it, but it was originally used to help older magic users who were dying. They would pour their magical knowledge into the book so that their spells would not disappear with them."

"Really?" Sirius nodded slowly at the logic of that. That would be helpful, since uncommon magic was often-times lost when a person died. "So, what changed?"

Abby smirked sadly. "The people of Al Hazard needed someone who could always use the book, as the thing didn't always allow its user to access the spells within." He snapped his fingers and an image of the book appeared. "So, they crafted a bond with the book by creating a Unison Device."

"Unison?" Sirius raised an eyebrow. "Sounds like what would have happened had all our ships merged together a few centuries ago."

"Maybe." Abby chuckled softly. "This device was created rather differently than most of the ones that followed."

"How so?" Sirius did find this stuff interesting. At least it kept him distracted from several worlds that were in the middle of conflict one way or another.

Abby shrugged. "I'm not sure." When he heard Sirius slam into the ground, he shook his head. "I'm not omniscient. All I know is that the device itself was different." He smirked slightly. "To be honest, she felt almost like a human that had been turned into some sort of Mazoku or Shinzoku. Other than that, I don't know."

"Interesting." Sirius looked at the wreckage before turning back to see Abby gone. "...Huh." Shrugging, the Shinzoku continued onwards. The universe was huge and there was always something new to see after all.

(---)

She smirked as she looked at the data. "So, they did survive." She muttered to herself, before chuckling. Even if they weren't the same ones from the past, the fact that their power had survived for thousands of years made for some interesting possibilities.

Still, this would require a lot of thought.

After all, they were created to destroy her and all of her kind. She just wondered if they knew what their original purpose was.

Oh well, even if they did, she could figure something out.

It was what her master taught her after all.

Yes, I can't wait to see more of RH's history. It might involve more spontaneous explosions and...befriending?

*Feeds plot-bunny burgers to Nanya, oh, and adding some of Hayate's beef...cough...plot-bunny...cough...stew too*

[Old_Iron]

Originally Posted by Nanya01

My muse...

It hungers!

Nanya-muse: NOM!
DC-muse: You don't need to eat that loudly.
Nanya-muse: Waaahh! DC-muse-chan is being mean again!
DC-muse: *sighs* Knock it off, people are staring again.
Nanya-muse: ...Can we have ice cream later?
DC-muse: ...Sure.
Nanya-muse: Yay! *Glomps DC-muse*
DC-muse: *Turns red* Dammit! Stop doing that!

Told you that these mini-arcs were short.

Peek's Mini-Arcs:

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History Start

Spoiler for Blood That Flows - Peek - History End:

Stepping over the debris as he followed the being called Abby, Sirius wondered just what the other being knew. "This disaster, why were the people living here?"

Abby turned to look at him, before turning and shaking his head. "It was an ironic safe house for humans. Living in what they knew as Al Hazard."

Sirius raised an eyebrow. "Ironic?"

Abby chuckled and continued to walk on. "Never-mind that. It's not important anymore." Walking over to a pile of debris, he kicked it over, revealing nothing but circuits and dust. "Amazing that the technology, as damaged as it is, survived so long."

"That Tome of the Night Sky," Sirius stopped a few feet back as Abby stood straight and looked at him, "what was it meant for?"

Abby chuckled softly. "It was meant to absorb spells." He frowned in confusion and stroked his chin. "I think so anyway. It's been a long time since I saw it, but it was originally used to help older magic users who were dying. They would pour their magical knowledge into the book so that their spells would not disappear with them."

"Really?" Sirius nodded slowly at the logic of that. That would be helpful, since uncommon magic was often-times lost when a person died. "So, what changed?"

Abby smirked sadly. "The people of Al Hazard needed someone who could always use the book, as the thing didn't always allow its user to access the spells within." He snapped his fingers and an image of the book appeared. "So, they crafted a bond with the book by creating a Unison Device."

"Unison?" Sirius raised an eyebrow. "Sounds like what would have happened had all our ships merged together a few centuries ago."

"Maybe." Abby chuckled softly. "This device was created rather differently than most of the ones that followed."

"How so?" Sirius did find this stuff interesting. At least it kept him distracted from several worlds that were in the middle of conflict one way or another.

Abby shrugged. "I'm not sure." When he heard Sirius slam into the ground, he shook his head. "I'm not omniscient. All I know is that the device itself was different." He smirked slightly. "To be honest, she felt almost like a human that had been turned into some sort of Mazoku or Shinzoku. Other than that, I don't know."

"Interesting." Sirius looked at the wreckage before turning back to see Abby gone. "...Huh." Shrugging, the Shinzoku continued onwards. The universe was huge and there was always something new to see after all.

(---)

She smirked as she looked at the data. "So, they did survive." She muttered to herself, before chuckling. Even if they weren't the same ones from the past, the fact that their power had survived for thousands of years made for some interesting possibilities.

Still, this would require a lot of thought.

After all, they were created to destroy her and all of her kind. She just wondered if they knew what their original purpose was.

Oh well, even if they did, she could figure something out.

It was what her master taught her after all.

That was really interesting. More background on Raising Heart and The Book is awesome. I'm really curious to see how that will play into current events and how our new entry(ies) to the cast will fit into it.

And for the muses, I have ice-cream.

*hands out bowls of ice-cream to DC-Muse and Nanya-Muse* Once you finish with those, just roll a 1d100 to refill it.

[mega1987]

*Iris came with 10 boxes of Cinnamon Rolls*

Iris: Oh Nanya-Muse. I heard you're hungry, so I brought you some Cinnamon Rolls. *Gives all ten boxes to Nanya-Muse*

Iris: I like to stay and chat but i need to help Rei on reviving Mega... As he was Forcefed some Health Drink that my twin learned from Kusuha Mizuha.

Me:*Currently Out Cold in an infirmary, While Reia still making the Health Drink*

[GaelicDragon]

Well, here it is...its not complete, but I have 118 stories up so far.

http://www.fanfiction.net/community/...noha_C2/95486/

And RadiantBeam, I have no problem with you joining as staff. Just sign up on ff.net and send my a PM here so I remember to look on ff.net

If anyone else wants to become staff, sign up on ff.net and send me a PM here.

Thanks for your time

GaelicDragon

[deathcurse]

Originally Posted by Nanya01

My muse...

It hungers!

Nanya-muse: NOM!
DC-muse: You don't need to eat that loudly.
Nanya-muse: Waaahh! DC-muse-chan is being mean again!
DC-muse: *sighs* Knock it off, people are staring again.
Nanya-muse: ...Can we have ice cream later?
DC-muse: ...Sure.
Nanya-muse: Yay! *Glomps DC-muse*
DC-muse: *Turns red* Dammit! Stop doing that!

DC: Don't worry, Nanya-muse. DC-muse will totally go on more ice cream dates with you. She seems to have left me entirely and became preoccupied with this tsundere romance .

(School + Volunteering + Sick = a dying DC)

(Vivio: ...damnit, how long will I have to wait until I hear Hayate's answer to my question?!?!?!?!)

[Craxuan]

*climbs out* AHHH! Damn you Chapter 11! Damn you GUARRRGG - *sinks right back*

[spawnofthejudge]

Originally Posted by Nanya01

My muse...

It hungers!

Nanya-muse: NOM!
DC-muse: You don't need to eat that loudly.
Nanya-muse: Waaahh! DC-muse-chan is being mean again!
DC-muse: *sighs* Knock it off, people are staring again.
Nanya-muse: ...Can we have ice cream later?
DC-muse: ...Sure.
Nanya-muse: Yay! *Glomps DC-muse*
DC-muse: *Turns red* Dammit! Stop doing that!

Spoiler for I couldn't help it.:

My MUSE has FINALLY decided to EAT my HAND!

*chomp*

It HUNGERS! For MORE!

*chomp*

DC-muse: No eating your master, either.
Nanya-muse: Waaaaah! Even I won't do that!
spawn-muse: ...Tasty.

[Shigan]

Originally Posted by deathcurse

(Vivio: ...damnit, how long will I have to wait until I hear Hayate's answer to my question?!?!?!?!)

Future-Vivio: There, there! Much hotness awaits you yet!

You ok, partner? =/

[Rising Dragon]

Originally Posted by deathcurse

(Vivio: ...damnit, how long will I have to wait until I hear Hayate's answer to my question?!?!?!?!)

ViCia!Vivio: Hopefully not as long as I had to wait to get laid.
ViCia!Lutecia: Hush, you.

[Justin_Brett]

Is adding stories to that a staff-only privilege, or can anyone do it?

[NorthernFallout]

Seeing how I soon have some of Lovecraft's collected works in my hands, expect more of these. Tried a new style. Sort of went into normality towards the end though. Enjoy.

Spoiler for The Basement of Science:

A building in the middle of nothingness. It wasn’t small and it wasn’t whole. In the middle of a small clearing in the forest, it couldn’t be seen unless you stumbled upon it or flew high above.

It hadn’t been a building for residents. Its purpose was inclined towards science. An old, ancient science, long ago forbidden. Such had the document described it when Fate had read them. Though it was a simple investigation into an abandoned complex, Fate treated it with outmost importance. She hadn’t when she had started. But now she did.

It was not because she had changed her mind. No, it was because of nature of the complex. As she had stepped inside, it was all darkness. A gloomy, dirty darkness. Dust lay high upon the floor. Abandoned was not the right word. Forgotten was more apt.

She traversed the first room, scanning for abnormalities. Nothing as she could see. It was only a complex for science. But the traces of science wasn’t there. She found it odd. She moved on.

A sign appeared in front of her in the next room. It had an arrow, its paint barely holding onto the wood it was sticking to. It pointed towards the basement. Seeing how there was nothing else on the first floor, other than dust and lack of science, she moved in the direction of the arrow.

Soon she found a staircase. And it was now that chills prickled her skin. Upon the closed door was a sentence. She couldn’t read it. It was in a language she didn’t understand. But the complex had never been used by people using another language. She opened it.

A long grind of metal. Still a dirty darkness. Her flashlight illuminated nothing. The air as she stepped inside, onto the first step of the staircase, was thick. It was hard to breath. But she trudged on.

The staircase groaned. No one had stepped on them for years. The air grew thicker as she went further down. She scratched her neck. It was itching all of a sudden. Sweat prickled her skin.

She reached the last step and stood on a solid stone floor. She made a sweeping motion with her flashlight. In the basement, signs of science was apparent. The darkness died where the flashlight swooped and revealed lines upon lines of glass tubes. What they contained she couldn’t see. Their surfaces were thick with dust.

A table entered her vision. She approached it, scratching her neck again. The room only had the tubes and the table. There was nothing else. It all seemed to have been moved.

But the table wasn’t empty. Upon it lay a book. An old, dirty book, covered in the dust. Fate stretched out her hands and swooped away the dust, reveling the title:

SAFETY HANDBOOK

DO NOT REMOVE FROM RECEPTION

She flipped it open onto its first page. It was grey, empty of words. She flipped through several pages. They were all grey and lacked the written language.

She arrived at the middle of the book with a single image split between the two pages. It was old. The ink had almost disappeared. But she could still see what it was. On each page there was a human head.

On the left page, cables were sticking out from his shaved scalp. His eyes were closed. On the other page, another human head with his shaved scalp. His eyelids were open. But where there should have been eyes, cables were sticking out.

Underneath it was written:

A.I. DETAINMENT AND EXTRACTION INITIATION PROJECT

She flipped past the pages again until she arrived at the last page. It was the language again. She couldn’t understand it. Except for the last line:

Don’t enter the basement.

She wasn’t disturbed by the sentence. But her neck itched again and a sudden chill made her shudder. She let the flashlight swoop around the room again. The glass tubes were still there. Nothing had changed.

Except they were open. And empty.

She backed away from the table. One foot behind the other, retracing her steps towards the stairs. A moment of stillness. Whispers.

She could have used her magic. Light up the room and eradicate anything inside. But she didn’t. Something inside told her not to. This was not her place to be. It was not up to her to decide.

The staircase under her feet, moving upwards. Her flashlight blinked once. Twice. Died. Utter darkness. And whispers. Speaking of why the complex had not been abandoned, but forgotten. Pushed into the depths of the minds that had once worked within it.

She turned and ran. Up the stairs and out of the basement. Through the first room and out into the wilderness. The blessing of the sun shone upon her high above. It was warm She kept on running. Away.

Then something told her to stop. Her heart still beating, she turned to face the complex. Someone stood in the doorway, his head tilting to one side. Long limbs and attached to a malnourished body.

And no eyes.

Spoiler for Notes:

Science is old, indeed. For centuries, crude and inefficient methods were used to conduct it. Repressed from collective memory, the origin of the first A.I has long been forgotten. But memories never die. They are retained, either within minds or as objects long forgotten. Indeed, forgotten, not abandoned. They never die. They always remain. For forgotten memories can always be remembered.

[Tempy]

In the same vein as AX's story, yet decidedly different:

Spoiler for Professor Yuuno?:

His eyes were starting to ache from the artificial light. Peering at his desk’s clock, he was only mildly surprised to see it be half past two in the morning. It was okay, though. He had only afternoon classes tomorrow, so he could afford to sleep in a bit and prepare. At the very least, he could finish this chapter and start the next one tomorrow. Setting his alarm clock beforehand, Yuuno Scrya nodded at his plan. Getting this tenure, as part-time as it was, was both a honor and a difficulty; the quality of work he had to present, as well as what he would have to give, was almost staggering. Still, getting a position as a Professor at the prestigious Miskatonic University at his age was something no other had managed before. So, he had to prove that he deserved the position. Teaching Ancient Mythology, Historic Occult Theories, and other esoteric themes blended well with his archaeological and librarian backgrounds. Juggling this new job, as well as attending to his duties at the Infinite Library, was both exhausting and exhilarating, the former of which, was affecting him greatly.

With a mighty yawn, the scholar marked the page with a bookmark -- a present from a certain blonde girl -- and closed the dusty tome. More study of the Clavicula Salomonis could be done tomorrow night. Now, he had to sleep.

--

“...We have to keep in mind of the human factor, no matter what we do. Regardless of the power promised, despite the instructions demanding specific steps, mistakes are bound to happen. When dealing with ancient rituals in these grimores, everything must be done with almost inhuman precision. With that mentioned, if I catch wind of any of you attempting to summon something from beyond reality, I’ll have you locked in here until you can recreate it and maybe get me a decent cup of coffee. Anything would be better than the machine in the teacher’s lounge, let me tell you.”

A good-natured chuckle echoed through the gathered students, just as a bell announced the end of the class period.

Yuuno nodded, already moving to pack up the papers on his desk. “Alright. We’re right on schedule, so don’t forget the paper due next week. Tomorrow, we’ll be going over the nature of grimoires and how and why they were written. See you all then.”

Noisy chatter followed the exiting students, though a small number of them stuck around.

“Professor! I had some questions regarding the paper and the sources we have to look at. Could you help me pick out good primaries?” A young girl with long lavender hair and a frilly white dress approached him.

“Turning to the Professor already, Azif? Can’t you study on your own for once?” Next to the girl stood her almost opposite, another young lass with darker violet hair and a black dress.

“There is no shame in asking for help from professionals, Pnako-chan~”

“Don’t call me that! My name is Etheldreda!”

“Now now, I’ll be happy to help anyone with their school work, or whatever troubles they are having,” Yuuno spoke disarmingly, hoping to defuse the rivalry between the girls before it got too fiesty.

“Professor, I would like help too!”

“I as well!”

“Me too!”

Yuuno had to chuckle. This small, “elite” cadre of students were the highest scoring in his class, of which brought no small amount of pride to the scholar. They came to his desk almost every day, tearing into his teachings and questioning his lessons with unusual hunger for knowledge. It helped that they were all cute in their own way, though he had to wonder what their parents were on when they named their daughters. Golden Bough, Cultes des Goules, De Vermis Mysteriis, Cthaat Aquadingen, Celaeno Fragments, Cykranosh, Unausspechlichen Kulten, Dhol Chants, just to name a few of them.

Well, perhaps researching the second act of The King in Yellow would have to come later. He had students to help. With his papers packed away, he reached for an old, faded yellow cloak.

“Alright, alright. Let’s all head to the library, yes? That way, I can answer all your questions together.”

Roll for SAN.

[deathcurse]

Originally Posted by Shigan

Future-Vivio: There, there! Much hotness awaits you yet!

You ok, partner? =/

Present-Vivio: Yes, but...I want to know now... *sniff*

Eh...I was sick, then got sicker somehow @_@. Probably because I haven't exactly been sleeping as much as I should have!

Just because I've been so out of it these last few weeks , I thought I'd give a crack-y bonus for people...this would take place in Chapter 6 of "Prerogative" if I end up using it in the chapter itself:

Spoiler for snippet / sneak peek / crack:

“I love her, Suzuka-chan.”

“…”

“I—”

“Are you drunk, Hayate-chan?”

“No! Well, I might have been when I first realized that…”

“OH MY GOD!”

“Shh!” Hayate hissed desperately. “You’ll wake Nanoha-chan and Fate-chan!”

“OH MY GOD! Do you want to sleep with her???”

“…How many pedophile points will I get if I answer that question?”

Originally Posted by Rising Dragon

ViCia!Vivio: Hopefully not as long as I had to wait to get laid.
ViCia!Lutecia: Hush, you.

Files!Vivio: With the fourth dimension in consideration, both of us already got laid...yet it seems like we're waiting forever for it, huh?
ViCia!Vivio: Yeah, if our authors ever finish their next chapters...
Files!Vivio: Yeah, I hear ya, sister. Or me. Alternate Universe me.

Love ya, RB!

[Sunder the Gold]

I'm not a fan of Lovecraft, so the references go over my head entirely.

I've only heard of the Yellow King, but have no idea what that is.