Nanoha FanFiction Discussion

[Rising Dragon]

Originally Posted by AtomicoX

10 minutes. No beta. Complaints go to the OCC department. Damn it, OCC.

Spoiler for Face Hug:

Vivio was sleeping in her bed, panting heavily. Her face was red and she sweating profusely. Beckoning down on her was Nanoha, unable to sleep because she couldn’t stop worry.

“Poor Vivio... Coming down with a cold.”

Vivio started to cry, probably due to a fever-induced nightmare. Nanoha picked her up and hugged her against her chest.

“It’s OK, Vivio. Don’t worry, I’m here for you,” Nanoha whispered and patted her on the back. She began to wake up, her crying subduing. “That’s a good girl. We wouldn’t want to wake up Fate-mama, right?”

Vivio didn’t really respond and just bobbed her head back and forth. She wrapped her arms around Nanoha’s neck and stared into her eyes.

“Vivio...?”

Suddenly Vivio’s eyes opened wide and she opened her mouth wide. And wider. Eventually her mouth unhooked like a snake’s and she covered Nanoha’s face who frantically tried to get her off.

Something then shot out from Vivio’s throat into Nanoha’s mouth. Her throat bulged as if she was drinking something long and slimy. Sweat drenched her clothes and she was out of air. Then she lost consciousness.

***

“You really had me worried!” Fate said as she served the pancakes at breakfast. “I found you passed out on the floor! What happened last night?”

Nanoha shook her head and bit into her toast. “I don’t know... Maybe I catched the same cold as Vivio. That was a horrible nightmare last night...”

“You should go see Shamal later today.”

“Yes, I will.”

Silence fell as Fate observed Nanoha eating with great passion. “You are really hungry aren’t you?”

“Yeah, I don’t know why. I had a late dinner yesterday, but still...” She burped suddenly and put a hand over her mouth apologetically. The both laughed.

“It’s a nice day today,” Fate said and looked out the window. “Let’s take Vivio out for a walk after work.”

Nanoha nodded and coughed. She sipped some coffee to clear her throat, but the irritating whatever it was wouldn’t let go. Her coughing became more violent.

“Nanoha, are you OK?”

She held up a hand to indicate that she was, when she clearly wasn’t. She managed to get a hand over her mouth as a bit of vomit passed through her fingers.

“Nanoha!”

She flopped down with her back on the table, coughing and drooling. Her body went into a spasm. Her facial expression was that of extreme pain and agony. Fate rushed for water and tried to phone Shamal at the same time.

Nanoha began to scream, louder and louder. When it reached a peak, just as Fate was trying to give her water, her stomach sprang open. Blood splashed right into Fate’s face who just stared with wide eyes and her mouth agape. Stomach content flooded out of Nanoha and Fate heard a squeal from inside it.

Nanoha went quiet. Fate was almost paralyzed, blood and vomit covering her face. She stared at Nanoha’s stomach where something with blonde, blood-drenched hair emerged. It didn’t have any eyes and its mouth was filled with silver-looking teeth. It squealed again before racing off the table, ripping straight through the remains of Nanoha’s stomach and disappeared somewhere into the house. Fate fell onto her knees, sobbing.

... I finally get my internet issues all squared away and get back on ASuki, and the first thing I read here is this.

God dammit.

Page claim for not needing sleep tonight.

[deathcurse]

Originally Posted by RadiantBeam

Just saying, if Arf dies because of this, I kick Fate's ass.

I do remember you mentioning at one point that you wanted to work in a Precia/Fate similarity, and you did quite an excellent job here. Really, it almost made me cry and give the poor kid a hug, because she's so torn up about it inside.

I do want to argue, though, that Fate's reasoning is slightly flawed; most likely because her emotions are out of whack over the situation, but the Nanoha she brought back, at her core, is no different from the Nanoha that died. I just think it's kind of unfair of her to make that comparison when you consider the kind of situation Nanoha is in; it's not like she's notably different from the Nanoha that died (unlike Fate, who as we know was blatantly different from Alicia), it's just that her whole world has been turned upside down by what Fate did. So, I do seem some flaw in Fate's logic there, but then again, I doubt Fate is really thinking logically right now.

LOL! You better not see some of my proposed endings then!

Thanks, I'm glad you liked it ^^. A lot of thanks to Alavon, since she helped me work out some versions of this--my first two versions were very much darker and nastier .

Yeah, this Interlude was supposed to come right after Chapter 3, where Fate's pain at Nanoha's rejection is still very fresh (and Nanoha is still angry at Fate, and potentially suicidal ). Moving it back to Chapter 5 makes the whole thing a little less melodramatic, and hopefully lets people think "Hold on there, Fate, there's a light at the end of the tunnel!"

Yeah, Fate's not thinking too logically right now... At the same time, no one knows what Nanoha is like (even Nanoha doesn't know what Nanoha is like ), so whether or not Fate is on the dot remains to be seen .

Originally Posted by 00-Raiser

Guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Of course Fate won't be exactly like Precia until she starts whipping Nanoha.

True, but I'm interpreting Fate as fearing that by even sinking into the same mindset as Precia could possibly have her slip... Since this is when she's only 12, not that long after the whole Jewel Seeds incident, Fate hasn't had much time to become comfortable with herself, and dealing with the whole Precia/Alicia thing. She's more frightened that like Precia, she would be willing to go so far for someone she loves...where's the limit, when you're willing to break the law so easily?

But yeah, you're right, I don't think Fate would be whipping Nanoha anytime soon .

Originally Posted by Moczo

Aw, poor Fate... well, don't worry sweetie. Until you start trying to use your current Nanoha to get back a 'correct' Nanoha and torturing her for failure, you're not your mother. Plus, she sorta did get back the right Nanoha, just one who's angry and confused, but I doubt Fate has the presence of mind to recognize that at the moment.

Yup ^^. Of course, who knows if it's the right Nanoha? Being the first of a kind means that no one has any background knowledge to draw on .

Originally Posted by shiroi mahotsukai

Curse all of you, now I have a disturbing mental image. Good chapter though, if Fate becomes the same as Precia does that mean she will meet the same end? That would be really sad (although admittedly less so if she starts torturing people).

PS: Sicne it was Fate, it was a yellow electro-whip.

.......now that's an ending I hadn't thought about! Now I have one more possible ending, hehehe....

[Yasanagi]

Spoiler for MD Forty... something:

“Ne, Sette-chan?”

“Hm?” Sette barely paid any attention to the sudden attack from behind as she simply sidestepped to the left, causing the unlucky guard to get a face full of axe (blunt side of course for a non-lethal blow) from Material-L.

“What was that back there?” asked the blue haired woman as she kicked the unconscious man to the side.

“It was closure with my sister. That is all.”

“Closure? Ahh… you’re lucky, Sette-chan.” The Fate replica let out a small wistful sigh just before kicking wall number six down.

*CHOOM*

Sette grew a bit puzzled by Rai’s sudden change of mood from cheerful to melancholic. “Lucky? Why is that?”

“I never had that sort of thing with my mama. You know, there’s a lotta stuff I wanna talk to her about.” She fired a small bolt of electricity to stun the armed party that had been in the wrong place at the wrong time before trudging down the long hallway.

“Would you give a grandiose speech about how you’re the terror that flaps in the night? How you’re the zit that forms just before a big date? How you’re the wrong number that wakes one up at 4 AM? How you’re the bubble gum that clings to a person’s shoe?” replied the Combat Cyborg in a flat, detached tone.

“Ahahahaha! Those are good ones, Sette-chan! I’ll have to remember those!” The laughter didn’t last long as her melancholy quickly returned. “Nah, I probably would skip the badass intro and go right to the questions.”

“Questions?”

Material-L let out a small laugh. “Okay, maybe a big solid thrashing of her wrinkly ass and then questions. Gotta keep my priorities straight!”

“Then what would you ask her? How do you see the confrontation playing out?” asked Sette, who was now genuinely curious to know more about the background of her ‘kidnapper’.

“Well, once she’s all bloody and stuff, I would lean down and hold her up against a wall. Force her to look at me directly. And then I’ll ask her… ‘Why did you look at me with those eyes? Why did you always whip me? Wasn’t I… a good girl?’” There was a hint of vulnerability in her tone.

“It’s doubtful that she will say anything. You’ll have to take it to a higher level if you do end up in that situation,” said Vulnificus.

The Fate replica glanced at her axe-like device. “Like what?”

“Each time she hesitates or stalls for time, you should break a limb or aim for a sensitive nerve to maximize the neural feedback. The truth will come out when fear grips her mind and pain rules her body.”

“Ooh… that sounds deep!” exclaimed Rai.

“I must admit that I find your choice of interrogation method questionable, but if you go through with it, you must keep in mind her pain tolerance and threshold levels. Applying too much pressure at once will prove detrimental to your interrogation efforts as she could be rendered incoherent,” said Sette.

“Wow, she’s good,” chirped the mechanical male voice.

“That’s why she’s my sidekick!” The Lightning Assailant seemed pretty pleased with herself.

“If beating the answers out from her is not going to be effective, I propose that we go after your sister’s body. The matriarch will bow to your demand for answers if we acquire the canister as she is very attached to it. Then after that…”

“After that…?” Rai had an unusual gleam in her eye, pondering what could make the situation even sweeter if it were to pass.

“We break her like how she broke you. The girl’s head would make a suitable trophy, wouldn’t you agree?”

“Hmmmm… I dunno about that…” While in the middle of thinking about it, the blue haired mage got to the end of the hallway, gave one big kick to the wall…

*CHONG*

… And found herself a little puzzled.

“Wait a second. That didn’t sound right.” Material-L looked ahead to see that the wall was still intact. “What the…?”

“We’ve reached the outer wall. If this is breached, this entire sector of the prison will be exposed to the vacuum of space,” replied Sette. “I do believe there are emergency systems in place to seal hull breaches.”

“So wall number seven’s our lucky number? Works for me! Gonna need a little extra punch for this one though…”

“I’m on it, ma’am.” Vulnificus loaded a cartridge before transforming into Haken Form.

The Fate replica got into position while a faint yellow glow enveloped her body. “How are you for space travel, Sette-chan?”

“I am certain that the Doctor had not given us the ability to move through zero gravity independently.”

“In that case… bibbity bobbity boo!” One little poke later and Sette was now enveloped in a similar aura as well. Satisfied that her partner is ready to travel with her, Material-L twirled her device and swung towards the outer wall with all her strength.

“Light Wing Decapitation!”

[vic-vic]

Originally Posted by Yasanagi

Spoiler for MD Forty... something:

“Ne, Sette-chan?”

“Hm?” Sette barely paid any attention to the sudden attack from behind as she simply sidestepped to the left, causing the unlucky guard to get a face full of axe (blunt side of course for a non-lethal blow) from Material-L.

“What was that back there?” asked the blue haired woman as she kicked the unconscious man to the side.

“It was closure with my sister. That is all.”

“Closure? Ahh… you’re lucky, Sette-chan.” The Fate replica let out a small wistful sigh just before kicking wall number six down.

*CHOOM*

Sette grew a bit puzzled by Rai’s sudden change of mood from cheerful to melancholic. “Lucky? Why is that?”

“I never had that sort of thing with my mama. You know, there’s a lotta stuff I wanna talk to her about.” She fired a small bolt of electricity to stun the armed party that had been in the wrong place at the wrong time before trudging down the long hallway.

“Would you give a grandiose speech about how you’re the terror that flaps in the night? How you’re the zit that forms just before a big date? How you’re the wrong number that wakes one up at 4 AM? How you’re the bubble gum that clings to a person’s shoe?” replied the Combat Cyborg in a flat, detached tone.

“Ahahahaha! Those are good ones, Sette-chan! I’ll have to remember those!” The laughter didn’t last long as her melancholy quickly returned. “Nah, I probably would skip the badass intro and go right to the questions.”

“Questions?”

Material-L let out a small laugh. “Okay, maybe a big solid thrashing of her wrinkly ass and then questions. Gotta keep my priorities straight!”

“Then what would you ask her? How do you see the confrontation playing out?” asked Sette, who was now genuinely curious to know more about the background of her ‘kidnapper’.

“Well, once she’s all bloody and stuff, I would lean down and hold her up against a wall. Force her to look at me directly. And then I’ll ask her… ‘Why did you look at me with those eyes? Why did you always whip me? Wasn’t I… a good girl?’” There was a hint of vulnerability in her tone.

“It’s doubtful that she will say anything. You’ll have to take it to a higher level if you do end up in that situation,” said Vulnificus.

The Fate replica glanced at her axe-like device. “Like what?”

“Each time she hesitates or stalls for time, you should break a limb or aim for a sensitive nerve to maximize the neural feedback. The truth will come out when fear grips her mind and pain rules her body.”

“Ooh… that sounds deep!” exclaimed Rai.

“I must admit that I find your choice of interrogation method questionable, but if you go through with it, you must keep in mind her pain tolerance and threshold levels. Applying too much pressure at once will prove detrimental to your interrogation efforts as she could be rendered incoherent,” said Sette.

“Wow, she’s good,” chirped the mechanical male voice.

“That’s why she’s my sidekick!” The Lightning Assailant seemed pretty pleased with herself.

“If beating the answers out from her is not going to be effective, I propose that we go after your sister’s body. The matriarch will bow to your demand for answers if we acquire the canister as she is very attached to it. Then after that…”

“After that…?” Rai had an unusual gleam in her eye, pondering what could make the situation even sweeter if it were to pass.

“We break her like how she broke you. The girl’s head would make a suitable trophy, wouldn’t you agree?”

“Hmmmm… I dunno about that…” While in the middle of thinking about it, the blue haired mage got to the end of the hallway, gave one big kick to the wall…

*CHONG*

… And found herself a little puzzled.

“Wait a second. That didn’t sound right.” Material-L looked ahead to see that the wall was still intact. “What the…?”

“We’ve reached the outer wall. If this is breached, this entire sector of the prison will be exposed to the vacuum of space,” replied Sette. “I do believe there are emergency systems in place to seal hull breaches.”

“So wall number seven’s our lucky number? Works for me! Gonna need a little extra punch for this one though…”

“I’m on it, ma’am.” Vulnificus loaded a cartridge before transforming into Haken Form.

The Fate replica got into position while a faint yellow glow enveloped her body. “How are you for space travel, Sette-chan?”

“I am certain that the Doctor had not given us the ability to move through zero gravity independently.”

“In that case… bibbity bobbity boo!” One little poke later and Sette was now enveloped in a similar aura as well. Satisfied that her partner is ready to travel with her, Material-L twirled her device and swung towards the outer wall with all her strength.

“Light Wing Decapitation!”

Hm, smackdown between Precia and Rai-chan could be a interesting show to watch. Moreover if Precia would be in a good condition - where she can hold her ground against Rai-chan (they both sadistic). Absolutely hilarious could be if they befriend each other in the process...

Rai-chan: Momma!!
Precia: *Who cares about Alicia i have such lovely murderous and beautifully sadistic daughter* Rai-chan!!!

[NorthernFallout]

Spoiler for The Erebus Factor - Chapter 2; Scalpel and Sledgehammer:

“Something bothers me about Erebus,” Wallachia said as the elevator closed its doors. Machinery rumbled somewhere above them and they started to ascend. “Those who get revived, rebuilt or whatever, but refuse to cooperate... What happens to them?”

“They are forced to cooperate. Erebus doesn’t spend countless man-hours and millions of funds just to see their investment walk away. They have their ways.”

“Such as?”

Due pondered for a moment, recollecting her knowledge about the subject. “Electrical shocks are probably the most common. The bodysuits we are wearing are under constant control. Erebus can control all rebuilt parts of your body, too. Usually, if someone is a bit childish, they send a command to the suit that makes it ‘backfire’. You’ll be on the floor within a second, regurgitating whatever that’s in your stomach as your body goes out of control from the electricity.”

“And if I take the suit off? What’s stopping me from doing that?”

“Your life depends on it. Your new parts can’t function correctly without it and since all of us wearing these died at one time, it controls more functions related to that. I’m not sure of the specifics. It’s not pretty, though.”

Wallachia accepted that explanation with a nod. There wasn’t much she could do to confirm or deny it, and she wasn’t about to find out by trying. She asked; “You said ways. What other ‘cooperation’ methods do they have?”

“Mostly the control of your body. They can shut your throat so you can’t breathe, make you go blind, deaf, or both. They can make you break your own bones, enabling them to add more parts through which they can control you.”

“Thorough, aren’t they?”

“Very, though I’ve seen some where the ‘candidates’ refused even after their legs had been broken in six places. I don’t know what happened to them afterwards.”

The elevator dinged, letting them know they had passed the fifteenth floor. They had ten more to go.

“The fact that Erebus fights evil while using such methods on their own members makes it seem a bit... hypocritical,” Wallachia said. “I wonder what type of person its creator was...”

“Despite these words coming from a monster like yourself, I’m inclined to agree. From what I’ve heard, the creator hated evil and came up with the idea about a ruthless organization hellbent on destroying it.” Due sighed. “But it doesn’t matter. We are where we are. What choice do we have? I’ve tried to get away before, but they caught me nonetheless. And even if I could get away, I don’t know where to go. I don’t even know the current situation with my sisters either.”

“You have sisters?”

Due quickly changed the subject. “Two floors to go. Xenon, how are things on your end?”

“Objectives complete,” Xenon replied through the radio. “Surveillance systems have been deactivated. You have about twenty minutes until someone will check it out.”

“Understood.”

“Ah~... Now the fun begins,” Wallachia squealed.

Before entering the building they had changed their appearance. Due had used her IS to switch to an office-lady look, while Wallachia had put on ordinary jeans and a hoodie. A businesswoman and her client entering a building belonging to a lawyer firm hadn’t raised any suspicion. Soon, though, the disguise would be unnecessary.

“Remember the codeword,” Due said as they reached the floor and the elevator doors began to open.

When they stepped out of the elevator a desk beckoned before them. A woman rose her head from her monitor and smiled at them. She wore a typical office uniform and the name tag told them her name was Sophia.

“Welcome to Lawrence’s Lawyers, how may I help?”

“Me and my client have an appointment with Mr. Lawrence,” Due said.

“Can I have your name, please?”

“Lucia Remington.”

Sophia knackered away on her keyboard. After a while she frowned and put on an apologetic smile.

“I’m sorry, Miss Remington. You aren’t even registered in the system.”

“Perfect.”

The minute the codeword left Due’s lips, Wallachia dropped the hood covering her head and she retrieved a small black pad from her pocket. Holding it out, she pressed a button and the device expanded, releasing the holds on its side, which ejected outwards. On the top of it three barrels configured as a triangle appeared and hooked itself on the front. A handle built itself out from the bottom, fitting into her hand. It wasn’t much bigger than a simple laptop when it finished setting up.

The noise it made when it configured itself caused several people who had been engaged in conversations to turn around and look. The receptionist stared at it with an open mouth. Wallachia put a hand on the arm which held the device to compensate for the coming recoil and pointed the barrels right in Sophia’s face. Wallachia grinned as she pressed the trigger.

A minigun operates on the principle of firing a hail of bullets at rapid speed without reloading. Due to this, its recoil is very powerful and accuracy suffers for it. This particular device, called a Chainer, operates on the same basis, but uses mana as ammunition, and is capable of 2000 RPM. At short range, it’s a terrifying weapon. In the hands of Wallachia, whom had to train for it since she still couldn’t handle her remade body, it was a beautiful piece of art.

The effect of the Chainer was obvious as soon as the rounds left their ‘magazine’, accompanied by a low rumbling. Sophia’s face disintegrated instantly and was splattered over the wall behind her, blood and brain matter slowly dripping onto the floor. The body went limp in its chair and Wallachia released the trigger, panting. Then she turned towards everyone else who was now staring at the duo. She retained her smile and aimed the Chainer at them. Magical particles rose as smoke from the barrels after the initial discharge.

It took a few seconds for the realization of what had just happened to settle in. Panic took over when it finally did. Screams erupted as a choir as the crowd pushed and shoved at each other to try and get away, but Due was blocking the only exit. The fire escape exit had been locked by Xenon earlier that day. The crowd tried to open it nonetheless, while others tried to hide behind furniture. Those that were closest to the duo pressed against the group to gain distance.

Wallachia let the Chainer do its work again. She went from right to left, letting the rounds ravage the kneecaps of most of the people in the crowd. They fell down on the floor, screaming their guts out, crying for mercy. Some of them tried to cover their bloody stumps with their bare hand to stop the bleeding. Then she went from left to right and popped their heads like miniature piñatas. An ocean of blood grew across the floor and met Wallachia’s feet.

The people on the other side of the floor tried to hide, but Wallachia’s X-Ray found them easily enough. The Chainer’s rounds ripped through sofas, tables and computers as if they were paper. As the electronics exploded and dust flew into the air, the rounds tore to parts the people that had been hiding behind them.

It all went quiet. She lowered the Chainer and stepped over the bodies littering the floor. Some whimpered, still alive even though their limbs had been utterly destroyed. Their will to live was rewarded with a shot to the head. Meanwhile, Wallachia was grinning, widely.

“I’m impressed,” Due said. “You’ve learnt to operate the Chainer quite well.”

Wallachia patted the device and chuckled. “It feels like a part of me now. I haven’t really used ranged weapons before, but... this one is special.”

She went down on her knees and put her palms in the blood. She drew them around, letting it soak into her skin. Then she let her tongue out and drew it across the floor. She licked it up like a dog, the blood dripping down from the corner of her mouth.

As she bathed in the blood, one employee that had escaped the massacre, hiding behind a steel cabinet that Wallachia’s X-Ray vision hadn’t penetrated, risked a fast glimpse around the corner to check if a path was clear. He got on his fours and began to slowly crawl on the floor. He could barely suppress his whimpers as he tried to sneak around them next to the large panorama windows, showing off the awesome view outside.

Wallachia and Due wasn’t looking in his direction when he needed to cross an open space between two cabinets. He moved fast and careful, but despite his efforts failed to notice the pieces of glass that had been strewn out on the floor. They made a crunching noise as he put his knees down on them. He froze and looked up, staring right into the Chainer’s barrels ten meters away.

The burst of twenty rounds hit him in the gut, penetrating through his stomach and spine, crushing the panorama window behind him. The sheer force of the rounds made his body roll on its side and over the edge.

“Wops,” Wallachia mumbled and got up on her feet to peek over the edge.

When she looked down she saw the man on the roof of a car with a crowd amassing around him. Wallachia pulled her head back inside.

“I guess that’s all of them. Time to leave?”

“Yes,” Due said and switched to her radio. “Xenon, mission complete. Head back to base.”

“Roger that,” was his reply and the comms went silent.

“Are we taking the elevator or the stairs?” Wallachia asked while she let the Chainer collapse into its storage form. It was still hot from the magical discharges when she stuck it in her pocket.

“Neither. We are going that way,” Due replied and pointed to her left. There was another panorama window there, with a building lower lower than the one they were in now.

“We are jumping across?”

Due grinned. “Yes.”

She turned towards the window and began to run. She picked up speed until she sprinted and just as she reached the window her body emitted a high-frequency sound. The window shattered by itself and Due jumped through, disappearing below the edge.

Wallachia ground her feet onto the floor and set off too. When she reached the edge, she pressed off with one foot and gravity took over. Wind grabbed her hair and let it sail free. Her stomach lurched when she began to fall downwards. The drop was much higher than she’d expected. It was at least thirty meters.

The roof approached fast and she prepared herself. A fraction of a second before she hit the roof she relaxed her legs and let them take the brunt of the impact. She bent them, curling into a ball and made a flip. Then she was stationary, letting out a long breath.

She saw Due already jumping down the edge on the building to the street below. She looked up from where she had jumped and grinned. The sun shone on her bloody face. Then she followed Due, heading back to the van waiting in an alley to take them back to Erebus headquarters.

***

A truck pulled in at a rest stop a few miles outside the Cranagan International Airport. Its driver and passenger got out and each of them lighted a cigarette. One of them breathed in deeply and puffed the smoke out in a big cloud. It was early morning and the air was still chilly from the night before.

“This is the meeting place, right?” the driver asked.

“Yeah.”

The driver looked around. There wasn’t anyone there apart from them. “Pretty strange place to do an exchange.”

“I don’t get it, man. Plutonium? Here? What would they use it for?”

“Who knows. That’s not for us to care about, though.”

A black car pulled in at the rest stop and two men in black suits got out. The driver dropped the cigarette to the ground and stomped on it. He waved a hand at them, signalling the pick-up had arrived.

“Hey. We got your stuff,” the truck driver said and threw a thumb back, indicating the truck.

One of the men said something to the other, who nodded. They walked up to the driver. As they got closer, the driver noticed the suits they were wearing were very strange. He couldn’t see their eyes either due to their sunglasses.

“Good work. Our boss will be pleased.”

“No problem. Just call on us again if you want somethin-”

“There won’t be a next time,” one of the men said and pulled out a gun. A non-magical one. He aimed it at the driver’s head. The driver’s smile had disappeared. His partner pointed at the passenger.

“A message from Erebus,” they both said and pulled the trigger on their Beretta 92s.

[Megaolix]

Originally Posted by Yasanagi

Spoiler for MD Forty... something:

“Ne, Sette-chan?”

“Hm?” Sette barely paid any attention to the sudden attack from behind as she simply sidestepped to the left, causing the unlucky guard to get a face full of axe (blunt side of course for a non-lethal blow) from Material-L.

“What was that back there?” asked the blue haired woman as she kicked the unconscious man to the side.

“It was closure with my sister. That is all.”

“Closure? Ahh… you’re lucky, Sette-chan.” The Fate replica let out a small wistful sigh just before kicking wall number six down.

*CHOOM*

Sette grew a bit puzzled by Rai’s sudden change of mood from cheerful to melancholic. “Lucky? Why is that?”

“I never had that sort of thing with my mama. You know, there’s a lotta stuff I wanna talk to her about.” She fired a small bolt of electricity to stun the armed party that had been in the wrong place at the wrong time before trudging down the long hallway.

“Would you give a grandiose speech about how you’re the terror that flaps in the night? How you’re the zit that forms just before a big date? How you’re the wrong number that wakes one up at 4 AM? How you’re the bubble gum that clings to a person’s shoe?” replied the Combat Cyborg in a flat, detached tone.

“Ahahahaha! Those are good ones, Sette-chan! I’ll have to remember those!” The laughter didn’t last long as her melancholy quickly returned. “Nah, I probably would skip the badass intro and go right to the questions.”

“Questions?”

Material-L let out a small laugh. “Okay, maybe a big solid thrashing of her wrinkly ass and then questions. Gotta keep my priorities straight!”

“Then what would you ask her? How do you see the confrontation playing out?” asked Sette, who was now genuinely curious to know more about the background of her ‘kidnapper’.

“Well, once she’s all bloody and stuff, I would lean down and hold her up against a wall. Force her to look at me directly. And then I’ll ask her… ‘Why did you look at me with those eyes? Why did you always whip me? Wasn’t I… a good girl?’” There was a hint of vulnerability in her tone.

“It’s doubtful that she will say anything. You’ll have to take it to a higher level if you do end up in that situation,” said Vulnificus.

The Fate replica glanced at her axe-like device. “Like what?”

“Each time she hesitates or stalls for time, you should break a limb or aim for a sensitive nerve to maximize the neural feedback. The truth will come out when fear grips her mind and pain rules her body.”

“Ooh… that sounds deep!” exclaimed Rai.

“I must admit that I find your choice of interrogation method questionable, but if you go through with it, you must keep in mind her pain tolerance and threshold levels. Applying too much pressure at once will prove detrimental to your interrogation efforts as she could be rendered incoherent,” said Sette.

“Wow, she’s good,” chirped the mechanical male voice.

“That’s why she’s my sidekick!” The Lightning Assailant seemed pretty pleased with herself.

“If beating the answers out from her is not going to be effective, I propose that we go after your sister’s body. The matriarch will bow to your demand for answers if we acquire the canister as she is very attached to it. Then after that…”

“After that…?” Rai had an unusual gleam in her eye, pondering what could make the situation even sweeter if it were to pass.

“We break her like how she broke you. The girl’s head would make a suitable trophy, wouldn’t you agree?”

“Hmmmm… I dunno about that…” While in the middle of thinking about it, the blue haired mage got to the end of the hallway, gave one big kick to the wall…

*CHONG*

… And found herself a little puzzled.

“Wait a second. That didn’t sound right.” Material-L looked ahead to see that the wall was still intact. “What the…?”

“We’ve reached the outer wall. If this is breached, this entire sector of the prison will be exposed to the vacuum of space,” replied Sette. “I do believe there are emergency systems in place to seal hull breaches.”

“So wall number seven’s our lucky number? Works for me! Gonna need a little extra punch for this one though…”

“I’m on it, ma’am.” Vulnificus loaded a cartridge before transforming into Haken Form.

The Fate replica got into position while a faint yellow glow enveloped her body. “How are you for space travel, Sette-chan?”

“I am certain that the Doctor had not given us the ability to move through zero gravity independently.”

“In that case… bibbity bobbity boo!” One little poke later and Sette was now enveloped in a similar aura as well. Satisfied that her partner is ready to travel with her, Material-L twirled her device and swung towards the outer wall with all her strength.

“Light Wing Decapitation!”

Hmmm... Isn't that kinda counter-productive for not killing people? Because if that hole doesn't get sealed fast...

[00-Raiser]

Originally Posted by Yasanagi

Spoiler for MD Forty... something:

“Ne, Sette-chan?”

“Hm?” Sette barely paid any attention to the sudden attack from behind as she simply sidestepped to the left, causing the unlucky guard to get a face full of axe (blunt side of course for a non-lethal blow) from Material-L.

“What was that back there?” asked the blue haired woman as she kicked the unconscious man to the side.

“It was closure with my sister. That is all.”

“Closure? Ahh… you’re lucky, Sette-chan.” The Fate replica let out a small wistful sigh just before kicking wall number six down.

*CHOOM*

Sette grew a bit puzzled by Rai’s sudden change of mood from cheerful to melancholic. “Lucky? Why is that?”

“I never had that sort of thing with my mama. You know, there’s a lotta stuff I wanna talk to her about.” She fired a small bolt of electricity to stun the armed party that had been in the wrong place at the wrong time before trudging down the long hallway.

“Would you give a grandiose speech about how you’re the terror that flaps in the night? How you’re the zit that forms just before a big date? How you’re the wrong number that wakes one up at 4 AM? How you’re the bubble gum that clings to a person’s shoe?” replied the Combat Cyborg in a flat, detached tone.

“Ahahahaha! Those are good ones, Sette-chan! I’ll have to remember those!” The laughter didn’t last long as her melancholy quickly returned. “Nah, I probably would skip the badass intro and go right to the questions.”

“Questions?”

Material-L let out a small laugh. “Okay, maybe a big solid thrashing of her wrinkly ass and then questions. Gotta keep my priorities straight!”

“Then what would you ask her? How do you see the confrontation playing out?” asked Sette, who was now genuinely curious to know more about the background of her ‘kidnapper’.

“Well, once she’s all bloody and stuff, I would lean down and hold her up against a wall. Force her to look at me directly. And then I’ll ask her… ‘Why did you look at me with those eyes? Why did you always whip me? Wasn’t I… a good girl?’” There was a hint of vulnerability in her tone.

“It’s doubtful that she will say anything. You’ll have to take it to a higher level if you do end up in that situation,” said Vulnificus.

The Fate replica glanced at her axe-like device. “Like what?”

“Each time she hesitates or stalls for time, you should break a limb or aim for a sensitive nerve to maximize the neural feedback. The truth will come out when fear grips her mind and pain rules her body.”

“Ooh… that sounds deep!” exclaimed Rai.

“I must admit that I find your choice of interrogation method questionable, but if you go through with it, you must keep in mind her pain tolerance and threshold levels. Applying too much pressure at once will prove detrimental to your interrogation efforts as she could be rendered incoherent,” said Sette.

“Wow, she’s good,” chirped the mechanical male voice.

“That’s why she’s my sidekick!” The Lightning Assailant seemed pretty pleased with herself.

“If beating the answers out from her is not going to be effective, I propose that we go after your sister’s body. The matriarch will bow to your demand for answers if we acquire the canister as she is very attached to it. Then after that…”

“After that…?” Rai had an unusual gleam in her eye, pondering what could make the situation even sweeter if it were to pass.

“We break her like how she broke you. The girl’s head would make a suitable trophy, wouldn’t you agree?”

“Hmmmm… I dunno about that…” While in the middle of thinking about it, the blue haired mage got to the end of the hallway, gave one big kick to the wall…

*CHONG*

… And found herself a little puzzled.

“Wait a second. That didn’t sound right.” Material-L looked ahead to see that the wall was still intact. “What the…?”

“We’ve reached the outer wall. If this is breached, this entire sector of the prison will be exposed to the vacuum of space,” replied Sette. “I do believe there are emergency systems in place to seal hull breaches.”

“So wall number seven’s our lucky number? Works for me! Gonna need a little extra punch for this one though…”

“I’m on it, ma’am.” Vulnificus loaded a cartridge before transforming into Haken Form.

The Fate replica got into position while a faint yellow glow enveloped her body. “How are you for space travel, Sette-chan?”

“I am certain that the Doctor had not given us the ability to move through zero gravity independently.”

“In that case… bibbity bobbity boo!” One little poke later and Sette was now enveloped in a similar aura as well. Satisfied that her partner is ready to travel with her, Material-L twirled her device and swung towards the outer wall with all her strength.

“Light Wing Decapitation!”

If Rai remembers Precia, shouldn't she also know that she's already dead?

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[SNobleJr]

Originally Posted by 00-Raiser

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I'm not on FF.net, so I can't vote there, but I say keep going. I don't follow all your stories, so I can't comment on everything, but you've written some pretty good stuff in my opinion.

Not to mention I'm interested in eventually seeing the Teana- and Deed-centric shorts you mentioned a while ago. (It was you who did, right?)

[vic-vic]

Originally Posted by 00-Raiser

If Rai remembers Precia, shouldn't she also know that she's already dead?

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Hey, don`t be discouraged by trolls and yuri-fanatics, you`re have my full support.

P.S. I voted.

[RadiantBeam]

Originally Posted by 00-Raiser

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Well, I'm going to vote no doubt, but I'm also going to be rather honest here: asking us whether or not you should continue to write isn't really the best thing. Do I want you to keep writing? Oh, hell yes. But does that mean that you want to keep writing? That's the thing I think you need to consider.

[Moczo]

Originally Posted by 00-Raiser

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Went. Voted.

If you want to stop, that's your business. Fanfiction is a hobby and nobody can tell you to keep it if you're not enjoying yourself. But personally, I think you should keep going.

[Tiresias]

Originally Posted by 00-Raiser

If Rai remembers Precia, shouldn't she also know that she's already dead?

Blurry memories, remember?

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I don't have an account, can I just say "keep going as long as you enjoyed it" here? It's not like I'm a fanatic of any particular ship anyway...

[00-Raiser]

Originally Posted by SNobleJr

Not to mention I'm interested in eventually seeing the Teana- and Deed-centric shorts you mentioned a while ago. (It was you who did, right?)

Yeah, that was me. Those are on the back burner for now, but if you search through my VMs with OZ7UP you can find part of the Deed one.

Originally Posted by RadiantBeam

Well, I'm going to vote no doubt, but I'm also going to be rather honest here: asking us whether or not you should continue to write isn't really the best thing. Do I want you to keep writing? Oh, hell yes. But does that mean that you want to keep writing? That's the thing I think you need to consider.

Originally Posted by Moczo

Went. Voted.

If you want to stop, that's your business. Fanfiction is a hobby and nobody can tell you to keep it if you're not enjoying yourself. But personally, I think you should keep going.

Well after another weekend full of people hating on me, I need a bit of positive reinforcement.

Apparently I'm destroying the fandom, I'm responsible for AS's bad reputation, everyone hates me, and I ruin everything so I should disappear. Kinda can't refute that last point since every time I open my mouth people take issue and flame wars result. Me keeping quiet would certainly make things more peaceful as evident with Nanochan.

Anyways, with this poll I'll have something concrete to go by. For those who say everyone hates my work and wants me gone, I'll be able to point to the results and say "That says otherwise."

I appreciate the support.

[Nightengale]

Originally Posted by 00-Raiser

Apparently I'm destroying the fandom, I'm responsible for AS's bad reputation, everyone hates me, and I ruin everything so I should disappear. Kinda can't refute that last point since every time I open my mouth people take issue and flame wars result. Me keeping quiet would certainly make things more peaceful as evident with Nanochan.

Anyways, with this poll I'll have something concrete to go by. For those who say everyone hates my work and wants me gone, I'll be able to point to the results and say "That says otherwise."

I appreciate the support.

Sadly, that comes with the fandom. As I said, you've been good to us, and that came with a sad price of being labelled as something you don't deserve. I've learnt during my times in... various places that being amiable and rational doesn't always do good to others who don't care.

And AS always had a bad reputation to... them. It's been that way for a long time, thanks to the Original Characters Thread, which... back when things were a little awkward here as well, was the haven for the more open-minded ones. Things have changed nicely though. Frankly, you're actually elevating away that reputation by attaching your name to it. Trolls are more prone to just verbally abusing you now.

Nanya's hotblooded fury of typing and name-attaching... It was a great thing he did in support of you, ( and to lessen your scapegoating ). Now I'm worried for him too, but I guess that thread won't last long.

I love your work, and I would like you to keep writing, but if you're stressed up, or feeling the brunt of abuse, it's alright to stop, or take a break. We're a niche community even within the Nanoha side of things, and it's bad to be driven by something other than love and passion for what you're doing. Do it because you enjoy it. There are a lot of haters, but know that said haters are also hypocrites that download the doujins you put your effort to scanlating. And frankly, those few haters are probably the same old anyway. Having being in such fruitless arguments many times before, I can tell that there's one or 2 guys who keeps repeating the same 'style' of argument, over at /u/, /a/, /m/ and whatnot.

There's always AnimeSuki, which frankly, is a great community. everyone hating here ends up coming here for the spoilers anyway.

[deathcurse]

Originally Posted by 00-Raiser

Well after another weekend full of people hating on me, I need a bit of positive reinforcement.

Apparently I'm destroying the fandom, I'm responsible for AS's bad reputation, everyone hates me, and I ruin everything so I should disappear. Kinda can't refute that last point since every time I open my mouth people take issue and flame wars result. Me keeping quiet would certainly make things more peaceful as evident with Nanochan.

I didn't even know AnimeSuki had a bad reputation!

Hey, I like your comments--may not always agree with them (and indeed, we disagree often! ), but they're always well thought out and quite interesting to consider, and prompt me to re-look over something to see if my opinion has changed.

Anyways, with this poll I'll have something concrete to go by. For those who say everyone hates my work and wants me gone, I'll be able to point to the results and say "That says otherwise."

I appreciate the support.

The simple fact that they say "everyone", which is never the case in the real world, should indicate that what they say is thoughtless and wrong in the first place .

Originally Posted by Nightengale

There's always AnimeSuki, which frankly, is a great community. everyone hating here ends up coming here for the spoilers anyway.

Ah, irony is life .

[00-Raiser]

Originally Posted by deathcurse

The simple fact that they say "everyone", which is never the case in the real world, should indicate that what they say is thoughtless and wrong in the first place .

Heh if they don't say 'everyone' they say the majority of the fanbase, aka all the NanoFate fans, and that any non-NanoFate fans consists of just me and thus aren't worth considering. Cuz, ya know, it's so obvious that NanoFate is canon, so anyone who disagrees must be trolling.

Also, yeah, AS has treated me well, but apparently there are those here who report my posts in an attempt to get me banned, so yeah... Thankfully the mods generally ignore those.

[SNobleJr]

Originally Posted by 00-Raiser

Yeah, that was me. Those are on the back burner for now, but if you search through my VMs with OZ7UP you can find part of the Deed one.

Ah, thanks for pointing that out. I'll check it out soon.

[Nightengale]

And adding on to what Justin Brett commented in the Image Thread... well, it is true, somewhat. I believe Nanya of all people is aware it's a bad idea, but he was probably just enraged, because frankly, the 'combined effort' of defaming 00-Raiser in that particular thread was more concentrated ( yet just as repetitive ) than normal.

Really, 00-Raiser, the 'everyone' so-often cited, are probably a few bunch of the same old trolls who keeps asking for your ban, gb2animesucki, ferretfags, etc. Heck, I'm quite confident they have their 'replies' copied on a notepad file somewhere or something, because I know that most of the writing style, grammar and attitude of the arguments are very very consistent across 4chan. VERY consistent.

While there are probably 5 of us who were trying to get a different point of view across there, I'd wager it's roughly the same amount ( +2 or +3 more maybe ) on the other side who were being immature trolls who are 'right.' And the others are those who facepalm and just stopped bothering once things went to the gutter.

[Nanya01]

Originally Posted by Nightengale

Nanya's hotblooded fury of typing and name-attaching... It was a great thing he did in support of you, ( and to lessen your scapegoating ). Now I'm worried for him too, but I guess that thread won't last long.

*shrugs* I'm not worried about their thoughts to me. I'm just sick of how people scapegoat Raiser for no good reason.

[shiroi mahotsukai]

People that are willing to sink to that level have problems, whether it's something personal or not they could at least have the sense of self-restraint if not the decency to refrain form whining and make life hell for people who happen to do something that disagrees with their opiions.

The internet I suppose is just perfect for those people, nobody knows who you really are so they can't do anything.

Don't be left in despair by people like those Raiser, it just isn't worth it. I voted in your poll and I'd like to let it be known that you're winning. That's all i have to say on the matter.

Nanya, that is a great view to hold, there's nothing better than someone who doesn't care, you can win a lot of arguments that way(believe me I know) when the other side only has insults to throw.