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2012-01-07, 09:20 | Link #35462 |
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Well not really remember the TSAB usually don't involved with none administrated worlds unless are traveling across dimensional space which earth has yet to do. With that being said no dimensional no problem for the TSAB however the discovery of this new found destructive power earth could result in a new kind of global warfare between nations.
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This is the first fanfic I'm positing on the Nanoha animesuki Fanfic forum. It was proposed on the Crossovers thread.
This is a Nanoha Zero No Tsukaima crossover , based on the very popular crossover asking what happens if Louise summons another , more impressive Familiar instead of the Wish Fulfillment Audience Avatar that's Saito. In this case , Louise summons a Real Familiar from the Nanoha-verse. None other than Arf , Fate's Testarossa's Familiar. The second premise of this fic asks: what if Halkagenia lies on the same Dimensional Sea as Mid-Childa? The third explores what might happen if Arf was suddenly kidnapped into a distant , unknown dimension , back on Mid-Childa. This fic is set around 25 years after Strikers S , so there's alot of speculation that I've made over the Fates of the Nanoha-cast in 25 years. Especially of the Striker S crew. Spoiler for The Third Life - Chapter 1: Life Again:
Chapter 1 : Life , Again.
I posted an earlier version of a Nanoha ZnT Crossover on the previous thread , but apparently , it didn't show on the Crossover list. Nevertheless , I have rewritten and expanded on the introduction, and added in a new section. So , what if Louise got exactly what she wanted? A powerful actual familiar? What if Halkagenia lies in the Nanoha-verse Dimensional Sea? Altsiem Ravine , Southern Mid-Childa. Some call it a foreboding formation of spiked rocks , and shifting shadows. Others , a place of shaded beauty , dim yet gentle forests and the occasional light bathed meadows , home to a crown like Rock formation with a mysterious rune carved on the central rock Pillar. . For almost four and half decades , the land around the area was called home to four generations on and off . A mansion abandoned was restored , an abode maintained for occasional use resided in permanently by it's heirs. This tale is not about that mansion, even if it was near here that our Protagonist previous life began. It's only a setting , and one we shall soon leave. Nearly half a century, a certain embittered Scientist , Precia Testarossa had purchased a good chunk the ravine , and built her abode , from which she executed the closing stages of a Project she designed to achieve a most desperately cherished hope and desire. To her , the project was a desperate attempt of necromancy by cloning. In the eyes of her backers , her project formed part of a spear-head towards a new pinnacle of Trans-Dimensional civilization , another land mark the recovery of Dimensional Space from the ravages of the last apocalypse. It's name was project Fate. It's first success was to be the greatest mage . But this tale is not about her , though her legacy makes it possible, in the form of her Familiar. To this day , the progeny of the project , both persons , and institutions still function on , though on a far more humane , and much less Grey basis. Indeed , the great project , called Infinite Desires never really died , despite all the set-backs , unanticipated betrayals and bouts of mismanagement and disaster the endeavor encountered. It proved resiliently self-sustaining , just like it's creators had intended it to be , it's products fueling the next generation of products , in a march towards Singularity. A single family , connected by a net-work of adoptions and biological descent and close friendships have gradually moved center stage . But this tale is not about the trials that brought them here. This tale is about a certain red-wolf who saw it all , the rise of that network of Friends and family. They are known by many names . Testarossa. Harlowan . The Takamichis. The Nakajimas. Mondial and Alpine. They are connected by many bonds. And their children all share their relationship with that wolf in common. A long , fulfilling life far beyond the rightful lifespan of the race. That day the touch of magic caressed that dying soul , giving it a Second Life again , the first step on a long road. Her name was Arf , and looking back , she could safely say that she was truly contented with her life. She could let go now , free of any regrets , liberated of any outstanding responsibilities that she might feel. The youngest of her charges themselves were beginning to venture out of their den. Pups full grown. So , yes. She could let go now, fulfilling her agreement with her mistress , and the charge laid down on her. To keep living. She could say she already lived , and drunk fully from the fountain of life. Close in now to the mansion at the base of the Rock formation , extending all the way and built right into the ravine. Ignore the contents within the ravine. They are beyond your classification dear readers , for you have none to begin with. Around the middle of the Rock formation that the mansion is build against lies a certain , reasonably spacious well appointed room. Lush crimson curtains are drawn back against the window , giving us a peak into a rather private and personal room. There is a desk right in the middle of the room. It's a remnant of it's previous occupant , one that our wolf respects and regards as a role model. Ironic really , that a wolf respects a cat , but that full tale , that beginning of the journey of that family would take 2 Standard Earth Hours and 10 Minutes to tell in it's entirety , and that's in it's abbreviated form. It's first telling apparently took a quarter of a day. The rest of the room was far better appointed than the nearly half century old desk at the center. Against the wall at the far end of the door is a bed of warm orange , fluffy covers and pillows , too wide and long for the usual form of it's occupant. That bed was not occupied. A second object sat on the rug covered floor of the room , a pet basket of considerable length , woven out of fine Alzadian Fiber ,and a cushy stack of couches on which a young , small Red Wolf cub rolling around , looking at the walls. An illustrious familiar to a recently deceased living legend , bearing a name that reflected the child-like mind of the prodigy that had named her long ago, giving her a life far beyond anything she could have imagined in her first one There's are several shelves hanging up against the walls , both on the windowed side of the room , and the side of the door. It's filled with a variety of mementos that reflected that life. Precious gifts and presents . A bow , a well woven collar , a sculpture of a magnificent , huge wolf on all four legs , a hologram with two wolves , one blue and one read standing besides each other. Decorations , awards , legacies. But most meaningfully are the Holo-photos. There are photos dating back four decades ago , located just besides the door, with a puppy standing besides a small , quiet blond hair girl. There are hugs , and muzzles . One of a certain Cat Familiar that went beyond the call of her duty for them both , called Linith. There are other photos after. Happy moments , the first friends , the girl , now distinguished women which the Wolf , Arf owed much of her life ,as well as that of her mistress too . She refused to consider what might have happened had Fate never known Nanoha. All three of them together, as seen posing on a bridge with a beautiful Earth sunset at the backdrop , smiling . Smiles decorate that wall. There are pictures of the first true taste of family her mistress experienced. Four people are in the photo – herself , her mistress in her ten year old body , her adoptive brother with his somber face , and most of all , yet another women Arf truly revered. Lindy Harlowan , the person who took in Fate as her own daughter. Who gave both Fate and Arf the beginnings of a true family. Prominent in the next sequence is a single framed picture , seven persons in all. Two twins , their loving parents behind , their grandmother , that great women , and her mistress , and she besides the twins. Throughout the years , starting from these twins , that cat was her inspiration and goal. If her packmates were still alive , they'd be mocking her for that , she wrly reflected. She hoped that she had at least captured a little bit of what made Linith such a brilliant caregiver , as she reprised the same role several times over the next few decades. A different girl this time , in the next photo. Hayate , and the Wolkenrittens , most especially than ancient wolf she fondly called , to this day Zaffy. She idly wondered how it would have been like if Linith had met Zafira before. Then comes Fate herself , and a collection of memories concerning her two adoptive children. An exceptionally powerful Pink Haired Dragon summoner, Caro Le Rushe , and another child just like her , with red hairs and eyes that alternate between gradually attained his adoptive mother's calm , yet never lost it's burning intensity of will. Erio Mondial. Just a little down , though a span of some years had passed was a picture of all three of them together with Arf . Fate finally not only found , but gave others a family. Starting with her , continuing with them. There was another picture of six soon after , this time with Nanoha , Vivio and the other four of them together. And so ,their family grew. She gave another nostalgic smile as she observed the next shelf of memories. Friends and acquaintances exploded. The Nakajimas . Vivio , her Friends , and the girl called Einhart. Lutecia , Caro and Erio together , some photos with Arf in it , others with only the trio within the picture. There were other collections of that trio , but unfortunately , it was classified. She sighed , pulled in a slight tendril of magic , and in that well practiced piece of spell casting , turned herself back into the human form of a girl with long flowing reddish orange hair with faintly Wolfish features , clad in a black mourning gown that reached down to her knees. Speaking of which , she withdrew her Intelligence Device and hung it out from her hands was the device carefully crafted for her a mere half decade ago , a descendant in inspiration and design from her Mistress own device. Corseque Archivist . In it's full form , it would have been a black colored polearm , the glossy ebon handle inscribed with orange runes of varying purposes , ending with a single Orange spike with two other shorter orange blades curving away from the central spike. Or it could have taken the form of black gauntlets with an orange , trident like shape set in between two triangles pointing in the opposite direction from one another to form a star. A seventh generation device personally crafted and designed by one of the best Device Meisters alive in TASB space . She looked up at the picture of Lutecia and her two friends together , Erio leaning to the side while Lutecia clamped her hands on the shoulders on a much shorter Caro and leaning towards the camera. The device hung out from it's Material-Fibre chain like a pendulum , two similar sized triangles rotating perpendicularly to one another set on a black pedestal rotating back and forth. It was on that device that she had made her new , provisional contract with Erio a year back. She was yet to announce her decision. She checked her device chronometer. It was in the wee hours of the early morning. She rolled off the soft blankets within the litter, got up to her feet , and climbed up to the bed. More memories still laid beyond the wall . But she'd like her dreams to be nostalgically pleasant that night. That night is the day that this second life ends , and the third begins. It ends and begins with a certain desperate Green Oval portal leading to another , distant world , abruptly opening up in this room. It will trigger a sequence of significant events on both sides of the portal . It begins now. Arf got up with a start , wth her device issuing multiple warnings of an enormous mana surge in the room , of an unusual signature and configuration. Moments later , that surge resolved itself , a bright green light appeared from somewhere within her room It felt like a Dimensional Transfer was being activated right in the room right there and now. SS Rank Dimensional Transfer Detected , Mistress! The device spoke in a sharp masculine voice. Combat instincts rarely used for a long period abruptly swung into action. Mana fuelled Adrenaline filled her,she rolled right out of the sheets , out of the bed , entering a combat ready crouch , facing the source of the magic. A bright glowing Green Oval shaped portal , a Dimensional Transfer spell of a magnitude befitting one of those newer TASB Battle-cruisers ,or an Over S level summoning. It had formed on the center of the far end of the room , near the door. And it was widening rapidly. Worryingly the magic signature was bizarre. Alien , unusual , failing to match anything in her recollections or her exposure , which was vast thanks to the decades working at the Infinite Library , and the memories of her now deceased master. The nearest equivalent she could compare it with was with an AMF , or perhaps an Eclipse Driver. Her device made a quick querry to the data-bases of the infinite Library , for information on all magical variants and types in the Infinite Library Date-base. She also instructed Corseque to quickly calculate the trajectory and likely destination of the portal , and sent another querry to the Infinite Library Dimensionography data-bases. Most troubling , it felt very enticing. Like it was welcoming her , drawing her in. Cautiously , she tried to take a step back from the portal. Arf's golden eyes narrowed further when the portal grew even larger seconds later , expanding till it reached the roof of her room. She now sensed desperation laid right on-top of that sense of welcoming. Desperation , and a frighteningly implacable focus that reminded her of a Starlight Breaker being readied.... The portal now expanded to the point that it blocked the door. And then , it slowly advanced , bit by bit. She clutched Corseque in her fingers , while drawing again from the mana source she was teetered too , readying a Strike-arts punch in case she had to blow her way out of the room. The connection was feeling quite sluggish. She backed up onto the bed , fist leaning against the wall. Still , the portal advanced. And it seemed to be calling out to her softly. Leap in. Leap in , and the portal will close , harming no-one else in the house. Contact Strada and Asclepius. She telepathically instructed. Both of them should have felt a spell of this magnitude by now. There was a slight pause. Mistress. The portal is breaking up the signal. Only a partial fragmentary transmission could get through. Nevermind that. Have we found a match to the portal's destination and magic type? No conclusive answers. It was then she picked up the massive AMF that suddenly flared across the room , starting from the portal , engulfing the entire house for a moment , before slowly dissipating. She stumbled down onto her knees , as she realized that her mana connection with Erio was severely constricted by the AMF. Several more seconds passed. The portal still kept advancing. The AMF within the room was still strong, but rapidly fading. Mana from Erio began flowing back into Arf , and she felt him rapidly closing in on the room , before suddenly halting. There was something preventing entry into the room She could feel a surge of magic right outside her room. A Forced Spatial Transfer spell was being readied. The scent of that magic was unmistakably Lutecia. Coherent Contact re-established. Data and text only. At least the jamming signature had deteriorated sufficiently for some communication. It was a race between the portal , and the teleportation spell being prepared outside. She felt another mana surge pour out of the portal. Lutecia's magic faltered for a moment. There was no way now that she was going to make it in time. The portal was mere centimeters away , and about to close in on her . Corseque informed her of the most likely outcome of that ongoing race. Lutecia will not make it in time. The AMF and her still partially active limiters , along with the brief mana-burst all meant that she was not going to execute that spell before the portal engulfed her. There was only one last thing Arf could do. Corseque , forward the destination and magical signature of the portal to you know whom. And tell them - She paused for a moment . - I'm going in. She took a deep breath , and plunged head-first into the portal. Another explosion filled the Summoning grounds again , for the sixth time. This time , there was only a few scatted chuckles from the easily amused. The vast majority of her peers had long since taken to chatting among themselves as the same sequence of events of Incantation , Explosion and Failure repeated itself again and again. Louise's frustration was close to boiling over , her knuckles turning white from the extremely tight grip over her wand. To be truthful , she would rather have had the jeers and laughter of her peers , as opposed to being completely ignored , and regarded as of no consequence whatsoever. To be almost completely ignored , treated like some fixture of the background itself was a completely new kind humiliation. An increasingly mortifying , and anger inducing one. She climbed back to her feet. “ One – more – time.” She muttered over tightly gritted teeth. The bald headed professor , Colbert hesitated for a moment. For a moment , she thought that he was going to refuse. She waited , the silence accentuating the dread building up in her. “ One last time then , Ms Valliere .” There was a brief burst of relief spreading throughout her body. But she knew it was only temporary. It was her last chance , and the stakes higher than the tallest tower of the Great Basilica in Romalia. At stake itself was her right , her pride and her worthiness of being a noble. Everything was invested in that day itself. That day itself was the day she proved all of them wrong , where her magic would finally produce a success. The alternative was worst. Should she fail to summon anything today , she would likely be ejected from the academy. No Second Year would be allowed to continue on without a Familiar. And what then ? Probably a quick , discrete marriage to her fiancee, a marriage based on family influence , and pity to Wardes , as much as she was fond of him. She had contemplated that scenario in her worst nightmares before. With no magic of her own , even such a marriage was nothing but a condemnation to a long wait for death. Without magic , she was nothing by herself. Even if there was love in such a marriage , it was not enough for her. That life as a mother without any magics or influence , to only spawn children was a living death to her. Besides , she could hardly borne such a disgrace to her family name . She would not fail them. She would not fail herself. She would not fail her mother.Above all , she would not be able to bear failing her beloved Sister's Cattleya's faith in her. A deep breath of the fresh spring air filled her lungs. She had almost forgotten how refreshing that air was , in the past desperate hour of summoning. Irrelevant. She shook her head repeatedly , and fixed her eyes firmly in focus on the summoning circle around her. This time , she would succeed. No matter how far her Familiar was , she had to have one. She must. Even if she had to reach beyond the Elven Lands to obtain one , she would do it , with her own might , with her own magic. With every ounce of her soul. Even if she had to blow the entire Academy in one gigantic spherical explosion. Once more , she drew her wand , whipping it out into drawing a horizontal line , Her arms curled upwards from the far end of the line , arcing upwards to eventually form a full circle. As her arm rose , she begun the incantation again. “ My name is Louise Françoise le Blanc de la Vallière!” She cried out , willing her voice to carry out , even beyond the stars , even beyond the world if need be . Anywhere . Anytime. Somewhere. There had to be a familiar Her wand begun the orizontal arc upwards. “ Pentagram of the Five elemental powers!” Why five elements ? Why not more? Why not less ? Why not all at once? Why a Pentagram? She felt something immense surge right through her , pouring through every fibre of her boddy , almost as if she was cut loose from the ground , floating up freely in the skies. “ Heed my summoning!” Her voice carried through the newly formed ,unseen semicircle , as her wand arced downwards passed the beginning of the previously drawn line. She thought she felt as if she was pressing against something hard. “ My Servant who exist somewhere in this vast Universe!” This vast Universe ? That was too small . Anywhere . Anything . Anyone. Just to prove she was a mage. Just to make her one. To make her as great as her mother. Greater. It was in her. She just needed a right familiar. She squashed any objections to that potentially heretical line of thought ruthlessly. In doing so , she felt as if something right infront of her , some invisible barrier began to give way , cracks appearing. Confidence and willpower soaring , she began the next sequence in the Incantation. An Aria to the Dimensions , a shout of every inch of her being and will. “ My Divine.” She tasted the divine. The first small piece within the barrier shattered . She felt , briefly , a second , far weaker barrier , that felt even more brittle than the first. And then the images begun. “ Beautiful.” A brief glimpse of a shape of magnificent crimson . The small breach grew. “Wise” . That prescence. The closest thing she could compare it to was her sister , Catlteya. Yet it felt subtly different. Like her mother in those rare moments of tenderness she so craved. There was more. A magnificent Library the size of the Capital itself , floating in a vast sea. Tomes and Spellbooks , and floating jewels , and pyramid figures. Glowing gaunlets and spears , and more. A Double triangle set opposite each other that could store all the written information on the entire Continent on it. The breach grew wider. A few more pieces fell away from that unseen barrier. “Powerful.” Glorious golden lightning arced through the air. Beams of glorious light flooded her vision. Claws sharper than steel , speed matching that of her mother's or her fiancee . In service to a state of which Tristian looked like a mite to a giant. More cracks. Her wand almost completed the circuit “ Heed my call!” That slowly breaking barrier abruptly gave way completely as the wand finished the circle. If her eyes took heed of the world outside , she would have seen an incandescent emerald light consuming her world. Her arm pointing to the center of the circle , she finished that long aria of summoning . “Heed my summoning... and bring forth...my familiar!!” She began to experience the sensation of crushing pressure. It was an effort , to even maintain the spell. A roaring sound filled her ears , the same sound as one of her explosions , but distinctly , subtly different. A mighty wind engulfed and spun around her . The closest she could compare it to was her mother's magics. The fresh scent of spring on both ends of the portals drifting into her nose , dominating her taste. All five senses seemed as if they merged into one. And then , she became the spell ,and the spell became her , as all wills involved became one , and the only objective remained , to bring the Familiar into her embrace. Her will shall overcome all before her. There was no choice. Not even the most potent of magics will deny her. She felt a chilling pulse of something she could barely comprehend ringing right out through the portal at that thought. Inch by inch. She pushed . Forward . Forward. Her familiar was close by. The one intended for her. And there was nothing , neither on this world , nor in any world , nor in any universe that could get in her way . Slowly. The world around her was like unyielding thick dough. Yielding , but so viscous , so thick , so difficult to move in. But she must. She had too. Forward again. And again. She was getting close. She could feel a presence on the other side. No. Multiple presence , multiple sources of power. She felt someone on the other side attempting to do something. To summon the creature away from her! To steal her familiar! With a growl made without voice , born out of primeval will , a howl of defiance , she pushed still further , hurling a backlack of her magic. For a moment , she caught a glimpse of the startled face of a tall , dignified women with hair and eyes of purple , a pose of confidence momentarily shaken. She realized that those eyes too saw her face in the brief moment their magics touched. And she felt a strange , alien magic reaching out for her. An instinctive sense of self-preservation kicked in , as the very transitory connection shattered in mutual surprise. More determination surge into her. She would not be denied! She would not be a Zero! This was the proof of her magics , every inch of her will and soul devoted. Again. Forward. It was a race. Between the other summoner and her. But she would triumph ! She would! Something fell into the portal , and she abruptly felt all the sensations snapping back into her mind at once. Even the memories of the summoning from the completion of the Aria onwards quickly decayed away , except for the most vivid moments. It was just like all other failed spells , where she felt something snap around her , before an explosion. The green-light collapsed. Something hit the ground. And the smoke and roar of an explosion followed , throwing her back onto the ground for the seventh time this day. She felt the dirt beneath her. The rough grainy texture of the soil rubbed against the tightly clenched fists of her hand. She could not feel the wand on her hand. Even before she opened her eyes once more , she could feel the tears sliding down her cheek. It was over. It was finished. She was done for. She was a failure. Her life … was over. Her eyes opened , and saw the azure blue sky. Shakily , she sat up , and slowly pulled herself up to her feet as the smoke cleared. Apparently , she had been thrown back by her failed spell , but this time , on her back. She could just make out her wand in the smoke ahead as she tried standing up . It was hard to do so. She felt like her knees could hardly support her , like they would give way at any moment now. She finally managed to get a firm footing , and gingerly walked over to pick up her wand. The smoke at the center cleared. And right there and then , she was aware of a complete , absolute dead silence. Gone were the chatting. Gone were the occasional guffaws . Just , complete silence. Like one would expect from a Sermon. Or something wondrous. Could it be ? A sudden , wild hope seized her , as she approached the circle. There , she saw a young girl with fairly exotic features, knocked down back-first onto the ground, with long , flowing loose reddish-orange hair extending almost all the way down her back , ending in a very bushy mass of hair sticking out to the right , and a pair of rather unusual reddish protrusions where the ears should have been. Was it some bizzare hair-style? She was clad in a black gown , and hanging on her neck was a strange piece of jewelry involving two triangles set perpendicularly to one another. The girl began to stir as Louise walked closer. Louise stopped in her tracks as she realized something. Not only did the features of the girl she summoned corresponded to any Halkagenian , but the bushy end of her hair itself was not an unusual hairstyle . It looked like a tail , that looked like either a fox , or wolf tail. Which meant that those strange protrusions where the ears were , were actually her ears. She almost dropped her wand in shock. And then , the girl suddenly shot up, and looked around , eyes darting back and forth. Taking in the sky , the castle , lingering briefly on the dresses and wands of the Students that surrounded her , gave Professor Colbert a strange glance that Louise noticed but could not identify. Settling on her finally. Louise could see both the ears and the tail quite clearly , from the distance she was at from the girl she summoned. The girl appeared to focus briefly , with scrunched up face, briefly as if she was having a big difficulty in something. But it appeared only momentarily. In the next moment , both the tail and the wolf like ears vanished , as if they never had been. It's strange. Did I really see a pair of wolf ears and a tail on that girl? Or was I still suffering the effects from the spell? Louise wondered. Briefly , the strange purple haired women she had glimpsed during the spell entered her mind. She dismissed it immediately , though it was a struggle to school her face to maintain composure. The girl was now talking softly in a very unusual language Louise could not identify – and she knew all Eight languages of Halkagenia , and even some Elvish . It did not correspond to any of the languages she had learned. Even crazier , it sounded like the girl was asking a question – to the strange pendant she had on her , no less! Louise shook her head in disbelief , as she approached her summon. Collecting herself , she asked“ Where are you from , commoner?” It didn't hurt to try to see whether she understood Halkagenian. She was denied that answer by a sudden outbreak catcalls and hooting in the air. And a derisive shout from the crowd behind her : “By Brimir , Louise is truly a Zero. She summoned a Commoner!” She could feel heat building up in her face as laughters broke out at that comment. Her impulse getting the better of her , she turned around to ask whether Professor Colbert could allow her to retry again . “ No , Louise. This is your last attempt , and the Springtime Familiar Summoning means that you have to bind whatever you summon. Besides , he glanced” Louise could see him frowning in puzzlement for a moment , before drawing his wand in a smooth motion. “ I saw it” She seemed to hear a brief whisper carried on the wind. So he saw the tail and the ears too. Did the rest of the school saw it though? Apparently , not , judging my the laughter around her. She decided to bear with it. She would not make a scene of herself infront of those... idiots. Louise could see the girl make a brief , almost imperceptible nod as she approached the girl. She knelt down to girl. “ Hey , where is this pla- “ the girl started to ask. “ Quiet.” The girl suddenly fell silent. She felt as if she was being studied. Somehow. No matter . She got her familiar , and it appeared to be more than it seemed. She had proven that she was a mage. She closed her eyes , and waved her wand in a well practiced sequence of geometric motions . A pentagram. "My name is Louise Françoise Le Blanc de La Vallière. Pentagon of the Five Elemental Powers; bless this humble being, and make him my familiar." She cupped the girl's face with her left hand and quickly closed the distance between her Familiar's lips and her own. She could feel the Familiar's body stiffening in surprise as their lips locked together. She felt a sharp intake of air from the girl . And then for a moment , it appeared as if her Familiar to be felt extremely insubstantial. As if she was fading away. She felt something drain out of her , much like how she felt her magic when casting a spell. She tensed for a moment, expecting an explosion , and the Familiar to suddenly Fade away. That brief sense of insubtantiality disappeared as quickly as it came , and she felt some kind of vague connection with her Familiar , like a very subtle presence. It was done. Quietly , she pulled away from her familiar , questioning whether that strange sense of insubstantiality was all in her head. “ It is done. You are now my familiar.” She spoke . There was a wide eyed look on her familiar's face . A stunned look of utter shock. "You have failed 'Summon Servant' many times, but you have managed to succeed with 'Contract Servant' in one try," Colbert said happily. "It's just because she's only a commoner." "If he was a powerful magical beast, she wouldn't have been able to make a contract." She gritted her teeth. Her moment of triumph had to be marred by such insults. The laughter sent her temper over the edge again. "Don't make fun of me! Even I do things right once in a while!" She scowled at the rest of the crowd. "Truly 'once in a while', Louise the Zero," laughed a girl with gorgeous curly hair and freckles on her face. Again with that insufferable mendicant. "Mr. Colbert! Montmorency the Flood just insulted me!" Oh yes. It was unforgivable that a nobling from a house as fallen as Montmorency could insult her , a daughter of the duke. "Who are you calling 'the Flood'? I'm Montmorency the Fragrance!" "I heard that you used to wet the bed like a flood, didn't you? 'The Flood' suits you better!" Louise was really getting into it. The frustrations of the morning , the repeated humiliations , the difficulty of the summon , and the insults instead of respect she expected to receive upon a successful summoning all got to her. Montmorency was a convenient dumping ground for her fustrations. "I hadn't expected better manners from Louise the Zero." Manners? That was my pride at stake! "Watch it! Nobles ought to show each other proper respect," Colbert warned with a slight bit of steel in his voice. The girl suddenly issued out a brief hiss of pain , as she was brought down to her knees. She swayed for a moment. Louise felt a big surge of something flowing out of her , as she turned her attention on her Familiar. The surge kept continuing , as the runes began writing themselves on the back of the hands of both her familiar. Louise heard a soft , puppy like whine. And then , her familiar abruptly collapsed. The brief stir from the crowd was soon replaced by a resumption of jeers. And she was felt like following her Familiar into unconsciousness right there and then. I admit. It's not the best written fic in here , far from it. I greatly appreciate any comments , and tips for improvement. Thanks to all. |
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One thing I'd suggest is that you take care where you put your commas. I notice a lot of times your commas are , like , that. Instead, they should look more, like, this, ya, see, what, I, mean? Also, at times it felt like you were telling rather than showing. That being said... Can we have some more, please? |
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Wendi grinned as she and Teana hovered in mid-air. "Well, you can fly! That's awesome!"
Teana sweat-dropped as she looked at Wendi. "Really? The fact that I can fly is awesome when practically everyone, their mother, their pet cat, their dog, their dad, and that chimp can fly?" When Wendi nodded, Teana felt an eye twitch coming. "Alright, tell me then, why is my being able to fly awesome?" "I don't know what you mean about a chimp, but it's awesome regardless! With a skirt that short, we can get pictures of your good stuff!" Twitching heavily, Teana's face turned completely red as Wendi grinned at her. "Wendi, just WHY do you want to see my 'good stuff' so badly? Aren't you a girl?" Wendi reminded her of Sein just a little too much. "Just because I'm a girl doesn't mean I can't like what I see." Wendi giggled as Teana just groaned in dismay. "Besides, you're so EASY!" Wendi yelled, her eyes flashing as several pink orbs were created around her before she snapped her fingers and jerked her arm forward, causing the pink orbs to snap out at Teana. "Scatter Burst." Teana smirked as she pointed Cross Mirage and fired, several small blasts coming out of the end of her gun and slamming into the pink orbs as they rushed at her. "You do realize that since I met Subaru and Sein, I've dealt with LOTS of sexual harassment, right? To be quite honest, I've was groped by Sein and Subaru so much that my butt and breasts started to lose feeling, Yuuno's device has made so many comments that I can ignore them, and the last time I was on a mission, my underwear got stolen." Teana narrowed her eyes as she saw that those pink rings were quickly reloaded with more orbs and fired at her, forcing her to keep pouring out more of her Scatter Burst. Wendi stared as Teana kept firing and canceling her pink orb bursts with ease. "Uh huh, and, what's the point?" "You'll have to work harder to get me off my game, Wendi." Wendi groaned and pouted, curling into a ball and gripping her head. "Moooouuuu... What to do, what to do... I need to think!" Teana stared at Wendi, was she seriously thinking about how to out-do Sein? "I know! I know!" Wendi seemed to jump up, while in mid-air and nodded as the bursts that she had been sending out towards Teana became beams. "But I'll need to beat your sorry butt down!" She yelped as a gout of flame rushed out from Teana's guns. "Hey! I thought elemental powers were hard to use!" Teana suddenly appeared above the gout of flame, a small smile on her face. "Not really an issue anymore." "Freeze Bullet." Normally a Freeze Bullet wasn't too fast, most people who cast it tended to only fire two, maybe three at once. If one was really skilled with the spell, they could cast a Freeze Bullet from each finger in quick succession, creating a bombardment of ice and hail that even Dragons had a hard time dealing with. Teana was an incredibly skilled magic user who had one advantage most people that used the Freeze Bullet spell didn't have. A gun. What should have been a moderately fast spell of individual bullets suddenly turned into a near Gatling gun of ice bullets that fired as fast as Teana could pull the trigger, which forced Wendi to throw up her arms to cover her face to no avail as she was quickly encased in a pillar of ice. It wasn't a thin layer of ice, either, as Teana kept firing, even as the pink energy around Wendi dissipated completely. When Teana was done, she nodded at the frozen statue of Wendi and the ice that went several feet downwards before touching the ground and keeping her in the air. "Wendi, you're under..." She stared as the ice started to crack. "...Arrest?" Teana had to cover her face as Wendi erupted from the ice sculpture with a reptilian yell while spreading her arms and tail out. "Wendi," she looked at the redhead and gaped at what she saw... The girl's eyes were practically glowing and her hair was floating upwards around her. That wasn't what bothered Teana. The real thing that bothered Teana was the fact that Wendi's eyes showed almost nothing but animalistic fury in them. Staring wide-eyed, Teana gulped as Wendi grabbed her head and growled and a reddish aura surrounded the girl. "Wendi, what's wrong?" "RAAAAAAAAAAAARRRR!" Teana nearly jumped as she heard that yell, it wasn't normal. In fact, Teana actually compared it to that one giant lizard in that movie that Nanoha had brought from Earth and had them watch a few weeks ago at night. 'Why am I suddenly expecting her to turn into Godzilla?' Teana thought to herself and narrowed her eyes as Wendi panted, hunched over and gripped her head, groaning. "Wendi, come on, calm down." "There is a danger." "I figured that," Teana growled at Cross Mirage, wondering what just happened to Wendi. (---) Quattro smirked as she watched Wendi start to lose control. She didn't know how her master had made that drink affect Wendi like it was, but she knew that Levi wasn't stupid about this. Between the resources that the Brains had and her own trickery, well... 'How will you deal with her when she goes berserk?' Especially since aggression just made it worse for them. (---) Teana let out a yelp as her face was jerked to the side from a slap from Wendi's tail, sending her slamming into and through a tree and forcing her to land on her back hard. "NNNGH!" Before she could even get up, Wendi landed on top of her, slamming her body onto Teana's stomach and driving the air out of her lungs in one shot. Wendi held up a hand that looked more like a claw than a normal hand and slammed it down, hard. Teana's eyes widened as she saw Wendi's hand dug into the ground next to her face. The cyborg was leaning in and tears filled her red eyes. "Teana... Help me!" Nodding slowly, Teana moved an arm around Wendi's shoulders and hugged the distraught girl. "Sure..." She gently put the end of Cross Mirage against Wendi's stomach. "This won't hurt, I promise." "Hurry!" Wendi yelled and screwed her eyes shut as she slammed her right hand, which was still free, into Teana's left shoulder, nearly shattering it into paste. Grimacing, Teana nearly let go of the hug. Nearly, as she completed the spell she was working on. "Mono Sleep." Wendi jerked several times as a low-level lightning spell crashed through her body at the same time Teana worked a sleep spell into Wendi. When Wendi suddenly slumped against her and all that terrible feeling that Wendi was putting out was gone, Teana sighed in relief and moved so she could hug Wendi more fully, rocking the girl lightly. "What happened to you?" She knew she wouldn't get an answer, but Wendi didn't deserve that, even if she was an enemy. |
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Fate studied her opponent as the pink haired girl just grinned at her while holding two long, but thin, swords at her right side. "Never seen you before." She mentally commanded Bardiche to shift to its Zambar form.
The girl just grinned at her as she watched the axe turn into a large yellow-bladed sword. "Well, you know, probably because I've only been here for a little bit now. So, what's your name again?" "Fate Testarossa-Inverse." Kyrie giggled as she swayed slightly. "I like you. If I didn't have to fight you, I'd say we go find a shop and I'd help you put some lipstick on." When Fate stared at her stupidly, Kyrie started laughing so hard that she threw her head back and closed her eyes. "...Just why do you say that?" "No clue, but you're not a bad person," Kyrie opened her right eye and grinned some more at Fate, "too bad that I wasn't born near here, we could have been good friends, oh well." Fate narrowed her eyes as the girl rushed at her. "I've never been one to play it safe like this." She muttered and rushed forward as well, her blade swinging forward and meeting Kyrie's smaller blades in a flurry of slashes and parries. "You're good." Fate managed to compliment her opponent as she dodged out of the way of a poke towards her face. Kyrie kept grinning at Fate as she was forced to dodge around a downwards slash. "You're really good with that big sword too! And you're not compensating for anything at least!" The girl laughed as Fate sweat-dropped at that comment. "What? Don't you know any guys that use really big swords to compensate for lacking stuff?" "Not really, no." Fate muttered as she flipped backwards and held her left hand out. "Plasma Bite..." A large ball of golden energy formed in front of it. "FIRE!" Kyrie's eyes widened as the ball of energy suddenly split into hundreds of smaller lightning particles were launched from Fate's hand, spreading out in all directions before they turned in mid-air and converged on her body. "Oh poop." Fate watched as the bits converged on her opponent, exploding and obscuring her from view for a few moments. "...I wonder if I over did it?" "Not likely, sir." Before Fate could retort, a strong wind was kicked up, clearing the smoke away and revealing Kyrie, who only had a few smudges on her face. "You're not hurt?" It was kind of surprising, even Signum admitted that she had trouble blocking that spell when they sparred. Kyrie tilted her head back and forth, causing her neck to pop loudly. "Eh, barely felt it, nice move though," she reconnected her blades back together into its larger sword form, "but I don't think I can get past that blade without an equally large blade!" Grinning, she held her sword to the side and rushed forward again, her large blade connecting with Fate's zambar blade. "Tell me, is there anything you cannot cut?" "What's with that question?" Fate asked as the two broke off and Kyrie spun around in mid-air and swung her sword back into her normal position, where it was pointed down by her right legs. "You're rather... Unusual." "Thanks!" Kyrie grinned at her. "After we're done here, you wanna go get ice cream?" The girl then snapped her sword around so it was pointed at Fate and rushed in, grinning as the blonde made no effort to move at all. At the last moment, Fate twisted slightly and ducked, avoiding the strike at her head. "Got you." She smiled at Kyrie's rather shocked look as she slashed upwards. As Fate's Zambar blade made contact with Kyrie's body, Fate grimaced as Kyrie cried out in shocked pain and was knocked backwards from the force of Fate's attack. "Aww! You ruined my outfit!" Kyrie pouted as her skirt and shirt were torn down the middle from the force of the blow, leaving her in just a pair of light pink panties and a light pink bra as her skirt fell off of her body and her shirt hung completely open. "You know how hard it is to find a matching outfit when you're not even in your home universe?" She tapped her chin and blinked. "Huh, you know, maybe Ami and I should get new outfits... Hitting the laundromat every other day can get expensive." Fate wasn't even listening at that point, she was just staring at Kyrie's stomach. It was hard not to. The girl had at least four deep, jagged and faded scars and discolorations over her stomach. "What happened?" Kyrie blinked at Fate's shocked voice and her stunned look, wondering what was wrong, before she looked down. "Oh damn, forgot about those. Old injuries," she waved her hand at Fate, "can't be helped, though you learn not to speak back to your master when you get stabbed and burned for doing that." She swung her sword up, and, ignoring the way that her bra fell apart, letting her breasts bounce completely free, grinned as her sword started to glow pink. "Can you stop this?" Fate might have been blushing slightly, the girl did have a nice chest and Fate had to admit that it was pleasing to look at, but she wasn't one to let her defenses drop completely. "Bardiche." "Jet Zamber." Kyrie's eyes widened as lightning crashed down on Fate's blade. "Oh! So you can do this too?" A wide grin came to her face as she swung down, a pink wave of energy snapped off from her blade as Fate took a wide swing at the pinkette. Fate grimaced as her sword energy clashed against Kyrie's. "Strong..." "And unlike you, I don't leave my energy connected to my blade," Fate's eyes widened as she looked over her shoulder to see Kyrie behind her. "Sorry, but I can't go against my master's wishes, you're good looking though." "Sonic Move." Kyrie stared as her sword passed through nothing. Turning, she could only stare as the flat of a yellow sword rushed right at her face. "Oh poop." Fate took a deep breath as her Zambar blade connected with Kyrie's face, sending the girl tumbling through the air. "Please stop, I'd rather not..." She trailed off as Kyrie stopped her tumbling in mid-air and grinned at her some more. "You still wish to fight?" "Hey," Kyrie shrugged, causing her breasts to jiggle from the motion, "don't got a choice. Either do what my master says or I'm dead. Even if life sucks, I'd rather be alive than be killed by my master and turned into an undead servant. You know how much it sucks to be a rotting corpse with all your power and unable to do anything but fight because your master keeps your body animated?" Fate looked a touch green at that. "I'd... Rather not find out." "Good, because it really sucks." Kyrie grumbled to herself. "I don't even want to know if I can be turned into a zombie, because it would be even worse for Ami and myself." Readjusting the hold on her sword, Kyrie split it into smaller blades. "So, gotta fight." "Even if you're almost naked?" Fate twitched as Kyrie shrugged again, causing her breasts to bounce in just the right way. Even if Fate thought that much pink was kind of gaudy, she had to admit, at least Kyrie made it look good. "Hey, I've fought with holes in my stomach, arm nearly ripped off, one time I think I was missing a foot from it being dipped in acid, but, hey, at least I'm alive." "That's... Kind of sad, really." Fate muttered to herself as she swung Bardiche Zambar out, a yellow circle appearing under her feet. "Then I'll need to help you." "Really?" Kyrie laughed softly. "Save me, from what? I was created to serve the Mazoku, I've got no reason to live otherwise." Fate narrowed her eyes as she heard that. "Well then, you shouldn't worry too much, this will only hurt for a moment." Kyrie looked around her and paled as she saw several yellow magic circles form in the air around her. "Uh... What is..?" "Thunder SMASHER!" Fate winced as Kyrie screamed in pain as lighting crashed down on her body from all angles, causing her to jerk from side to side painfully. When the spell ended, Kyrie slumped and fell out of the air as she lost consciousness. "Bardiche..." "Yes sir, floater field activate." Fate nodded as several barriers were created to cushion the girl's fall before depositing Kyrie on her back and onto the ground safely. Flying down, she blushed as the girl's torn shirt flopped open, completely revealing her breasts. "...Why are all the women around me so damn pretty?" It was almost completely unfair to her. |
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"I have to say," Amitie said while holding her left gun against her body and pointed upwards while her right gun was pointed straight at Nanoha, "I don't normally make assumptions of my opponent, but you don't seem too strong, or perhaps you're too careless?"
Nanoha shook her head slowly as she took a deep breath. "No, I'm neither." Raising Heart shifted to Excellion mode as Nanoha looked at her opponent. "My whole life, I've dealt with opponents as strong as I am or stronger, learned from the most powerful sorceress ever, and fight people who are about as powerful and skilled as I am almost daily. No, if anything, I have to hold back as much of my strength as possible when fighting against weaker opponents, you could feel her strength too. She's strong, but me? I'm a monster. I have to hold back, constantly keep myself in check, at full power, there's very few if anyone who could still stay alive, and I don't want that." Amitie nodded and took a deep breath. "I see. You're a good person, your friends must love you." A blue magic circle, one Nanoha had never seen before, formed under her feet. "Kyrie and I were never given the option. Weak, strong, young, old, none of that matters, the only thing that matters is who's alive when you're done with your mission. And so, I must defeat you, or face death. But, please, fight me at your full power." Nanoha's eyes widened. "What?" "You're still holding back, aren't you?" Amitie took a deep breath. "Please, show me your full power." "I won't, not against someone who's human." "Who said that I was?!" Amitie yelled as she pointed both zappers and started firing at Nanoha, who held up a hand and created a barrier, blocking the shots from the zappers as she kept firing. "You're human, you think that I'm human?" Nanoha's eyes widened as Amitie disappeared from in front of her. "Fast." "Sacred Cluster." Nanoha didn't like this spell too much, it was fairly hard to control, but still, it had better spray control than her Axel Shooter did. The only downside is that each fragment of this sphere as it broke off was potentially lethal. Nanoha's eyes narrowed as she saw flickers of movement around her. "Very fast..." "Yep!" Nanoha looked up, only to see several shots being fired right at her. "Faster than you." Amitie stared as Nanoha disappeared, only to feel something press into her back. "Really?" Nanoha's voice was amused as she spoke to Amitie. "True, my speed isn't as good as some of my friends, but it's still pretty good. I just prefer to not move a lot if I can help it, it lets me charge up spells, like this." "Divine Flame Buster." Amitie grunted as she turned her head, her pupils shrinking as she felt the magical build-up against her back. (---) "I don't like this," he grumbled as he stood on a rooftop watching the fight go down, "I knew they were strong, but to see them fight like they have been..." He was glad that he used his car's auto pilot to send that cute brown-haired cannon girl on ahead. "My next mission is to get that girl into form-fitting jeans and a nice tight shirt." She would probably look better in that than in some sort of latex body suit. After all, if her butt was that cute with the suit on, he wondered how it would look if she was wearing jeans to make it stand out. Seeing an explosion where Amitie was fighting, he narrowed his eyes behind his sunglasses. (---) Amitie grunted as her barrier managed to hold off the attack, even if just barely, but she was pretty sure that her back was burned from that attack. "Pretty good." Nanoha pointed Raising Heart at Amitie and narrowed her eyes. "You should stop, I don't wish to..." She trailed off as Amitie started laughing. "What's wrong?" "I find this funny, actually, that you think you've beaten me..." Amitie narrowed her eyes at Nanoha. "But you haven't won... ANYTHING!" She slapped her guns against each other while charging up a quick burst of magic. "Blazar Cannon!" A large sphere shot out towards Nanoha, who pointed Raising Heart at the attack. "Divine Buster." A pink beam lashed out, striking the orb and stopping it cold. A couple of seconds later, when the energy was canceled, Nanoha's eyes widened as she saw Amitie right in front of her, both of her guns planted in Nanoha's stomach. "Sorry." Amitie whispered before pulling the triggers on her zappers. "Blazar Cannon!" Nanoha grunted as the blast sent her back and upwards. Before she could recover, she noted that there were lots of points of light in the air around her. "You have..." "Converging barrage!" As she watched all the energy points suddenly converge on Nanoha and explode, Amitie shook her head. "It's too bad," she looked away and down, "I liked that girl, but orders are orders." "Gatling Shooter." Amitie's eyes widened as she heard that voice. Turning to look up, she gasped as dozens of pink orbs rushing at her at high speeds. "Gah!" A barrier formed in front of her to block the shots but found that they were both too numerous and too strong for her to block fully. Grimacing as the shots got through her barrier, Amitie was blasted several times before crashing into the ground painfully. "Nnngh... How?" She looked up and stared at what she saw. Her opponent was in a new outfit, the dress had changed into a pair of extremely form-fitting metallic pants, white boots extended from her feet to her knees, her jacket was no longer and instead she had a sleeveless shirt, exposing her shoulders and upper arms. The center of her chest was a metal plate that had a giant red orb in the center that was partially covered by a metal plate. On her head was a visor that obscured Amitie's sight of her face. On her back was six metal wings, three on each side, pointed downwards. "Raising Heart, let's go." "Alright. Neo Assault Mode ignition." Amitie looked at Nanoha's left arm, which had a small box near her elbow, a tube ran along her arm until it connected to what looked like the head of Raising Heart's Excellion spear head, which was split down the middle and slightly spread apart, between the head points was a thin cannon. On Nanoha's left arm, there was a blade that went from her wrist to down below her elbow. "What the hell is that?" Amitie gasped as Nanoha rushed right at her. "My assault mode, and your defeat." The blade on her left arm swung out and pointed straight forward as Nanoha swung down at Amitie, who could only stare as the blade got closer and closer to her. A moment later, Nanoha frowned as her blade only struck the ground, turning, she saw Amitie being carried in a bridal-style hold in the arms of a man she had never seen before. "Hey!" Amitie was blushing hard. "Let me go! I'll be okay!" "I have no doubt that you'll be fine, but our job here is done." Kuma said to her before looking away and at where Fate was. Nanoha followed his gaze and saw Fate binding up her opponent. "Damn," he muttered as Fate turned to focus on them, "I could probably get your sister out of there, but I'd be captured and, well..." "You can't leave her!" Amitie, for the first time since he had known her, was actually sounding scared. "You aren't going anywhere." Nanoha said as she pointed her cannon at Kuma and Amitie. "Surrender now and I won't shoot." When Kuma smirked at her, she narrowed her eyes behind her visor. "If you aren't going to give up, then I'm sorry." A ball of energy formed at the end of her cannon and, shockingly, Kuma nodded at her, before spinning and taking off. "Master, speed has surpassed sound itself." "Already?" Nanoha asked as she powered down her attack, even her visor couldn't keep up with his speed. "He's even faster than Fate-chan, isn't he?" "Yes, my master." Nanoha grumbled and turned to look at Fate, flying over to her. "You okay?" "I'm fine." Fate nodded and looked at Nanoha. "Overkill for these girls, isn't it?" A moment later, Nanoha was glowing as she turned back to normal. "Well?" "She wanted me to go all out, I gave her what she wanted." Nanoha laughed as Fate sighed heavily. Last edited by Nanya01; 2012-01-10 at 15:31. |
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Twenty nine years. With the life expectancy of Mid Childa, most would view that age to be barely midlife. Indeed, at such at age, most would be busy working hard, raising families, and seeking to better themselves. It was a time to not only behave like an adult, but also teaching the next generation how to do the same. It became her dream to be a teacher, to pass down wisdom and spurn creativity. Before she became twenty, she achieved that dream. Together, with her beloved friends and family, she lived a wonderful life. So why did she, of all people, have to die?
The doctors had said only a few years would be lost as a result of her pushing her body beyond her limits. Years ago, just after that terrible injury, she cleared her debt with hard work and willpower. We all thought she would live well into the future, that despite the scars, she would be fine. Takamachi Nanoha, Captain, Senior Combat Instructor for the TSAB Armed Forces (among other positions), died at the age of twenty nine. Cause of death: catastrophic organ failure. The doctors were wrong: it was not years, but decades. She was survived by her daughter, Takamachi Vivio, age sixteen. The memory of her mother’s funeral was still vibrant in her mind, haunting both her dreams and waking moments. Some thought her strong enough to continue working through it all. She still went to class, still trained hard at the gym, and still proved to be every bit the daughter of Takamachi. In reality, she was weak, unable to heal completely from the tragedy. This would probably explain why she was currently standing in front of an ancient device, two years later. “Discovered in zero-zero-fifty-one of the Mid Childan calender, scientists of all sorts have been unable to completely unravel what this thing does,” a friendly voice recited from behind her. “There is, of course, an underlying fear that this will just blow up and destroy existence as we know it.” “That’s what they think of everything categorized as ‘Lost Logia,’ Yuuno-san,” Vivio turned around to see an old family friend, as well as her current guardian. Yuuno Scrya looked well, all things considered. He too was devastated at Nanoha’s death, burying himself in work to escape the pain. He, along with a certain Enforcer and a high-ranking officer in the Bureau, were the most affected by the tragedy. He looked like he had aged ten years in two. “Yes, well, it’s for good reason. Even a single Jewel Seed could cause a dimensional catastrophe, let alone a collection of them.” “Instead they were used to power Gadget Drones.” “Curious, I’ll admit, but it nevertheless made those things dangerous to encounter, especially in an AMF field,” Yuuno shrugged, stepping up to the device. “Something this big is bound to have the potential to do something amazing or catastrophic. It’s up to me to find out.” Amazingly, perhaps ironically, the death of his closest friend brought about a change within him. From bookworm to field agent, Yuuno had returned to the field. To his name, he had discovered remnants of three lost civilizations, no less than four ancient grimoires and tomes, and a number of priceless (and powerful) artifacts. And the Infinite Library was still rather clean and tidy. “Apparently, it’s called ‘Njama Kifaa’ by the locals, and your guess is as good as mine as to what that means,” the former librarian shrugged. It was a strange looking thing, but then again, many ‘lost technologies’ were. At least it lacked anything crystals, which someone in the past must have had some fetish for. The device was the size of a large van, with an indecipherable console-like thing facing the two explorers. All sorts of modern devices and scanners were set up around it, none of which gave any sort of useful data. Really, it looked like a giant computer like those used on Earth in the 1990s. Heck, even the console-like thing looked like a keyboard. So Vivio poked a button. [Line of Ancients detected.] And that was when everything blew up. Figuratively. Lights all over lit up; sounds and noises filled the cavern. A screen sprang to life on the machine, unknown and lost words streaming by at a rapid rate. Vivio, staring at all the chaos, could only hear a whisper in her head. [Genetic markers - Approved. Welcome, you who hold the blood of Kings] What in the world was going on...? [Child of Kings, what is thy desire?] “Vivio, what did you do?!” “I don’t know! It just started up and--- I can hear something in my head! I don’t know what it is!” [You have awakened me. Know that I but a simple interface of the Akashic.] “Wait. It says... it’s an interface? An interface with something called the Akashic.” “The Akashic? As in the Akashic Records? The Mind of God?!” Yuuno managed to look worried, amazed, and utterly shocked all at once. Such an amazing, terrifying discovery. A record of all existence and power, the holy grail of knowledge, to borrow an Earth saying.. Vivio, on the other hand, stared at the strange machine. [I know what you seek: a mother lost. Do you wish to save her?] Her breath caught in her throat. How long had she lay sleepless in bed, her mind filled with impossible wishes and hopes. Yet, here, right in front of her, a possibility? Reason and emotion clashed terribly within her, but Vivio could not stop the words from slipping through her lips. “Yes.” [This wish, I can grant. Prepare yourself.] The machine began to hum ominously as motes of light began to swirl around the girl. This was decidedly disturbing for Yuuno. “Vivio, what’s going on? Talk to me, please!” Vivio, on the other hand, looked completely at ease, standing still as the orbits of light spun faster around her. “It said it would grant my wish. It’s taking me to Mama, to a time where I can save her.” “Don’t be foolish! We don’t even know what this thing can actually do! The costs of this ‘wish’ could be enormous!” Yuuno struggled to get closer, but some strange barrier kept him back. No matter how hard he pushed, he could not step up. Magic failed him, leaving the man to stare helplessly as Vivio was taken from him, just as suddenly as Nanoha was. “Yuuno-san... I’m going. Don’t worry about me, and...” Vivio gave Yuuno a sad smile. “I’m sorry.” And in a flash of blinding light, she was gone. --- Vivio could feel the sarcastic side of her grow stronger. Well, here she was. Uminari City. Springtime. 2005. And completely naked. A fine start. --- Next Episode Preview! “This church is for lost souls and stray dogs. Which one are you?” ---
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I thought it would be more fun if Vivio is sent back in time where Shiro have not meet Momoko and is still wondering around. She would have an even greater trouble to ensure that she would end up where she is as there is a need to matchmake her grandpa and grandma.
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StrikerS 1-45
Spoiler for Blood That Flows - StrikerS 46:
Cinque looked at Erio as he stood there bleeding fairly freely. "...There are others?"
"Of course there would be others with that power." Mr. Snuggles struggled against the binds holding him to the ground. "How do you think I ended up on the other side of the universe and on Sette's head in the first place?" Erio suddenly coughed several times and had to put his hand over his mouth as blood came rushing out. "What?" "Erio-kun!" Caro gasped as she saw the blood. She rushed over to the boy and looked at him fearfully as he fell to his knees, groaning in pain. Turning, she glared at Cinque, who was walking away from them and moving to Mr. Snuggles. "What did you do to him?" "You know about this power," Cinque said softly, "you know how terrifying it is then. I've already hit him with some of it, and I worry that if I use too much more that I'll seriously injure him." "Kurr!" Cinque looked as Fried stood up and growled at her. "Fried, no!" Caro gasped, her eyes widening as Fried opened his mouth to breath fire at Cinque. She could only watch in horror as there was a swish of golden light and three knives buried themselves into Fried, two on the roof of his mouth and one into the soft flesh under his jaw. "FRIED!" "Do not worry, I did not put any power to those." Cinque said as she charged up another knife and cut Mr. Snuggles free with ease. "He is hurting, but with some care he will be fine." She turned back to look at Caro. "I do not like fighting, it makes it hard to keep myself from losing control." Mr. Snuggles hopped up on Cinque's shoulder as the cyborg turned away from Caro. "Take care of them, Caro, next time, I'm going to show that boy just what I can do when I'm mad." "And what would that be?" A new voice had Cinque stopping and looking up to see Signum looking down at her with narrowed eyes. "Because I think that you're going to need to come with me." "Signum!" Caro cried out, scared for Erio and Fried. "Heal them, I shall deal with these two." Signum looked down and blinked as she didn't see Mr. Snuggles on Cinque's shoulders anymore. "...Where is that cat?" "Looking for his master." Cinque said as she threw several knives at Signum, who held her hand out to block them with her barrier. "No!" Caro's voice rang out as a pink beam shot out of her fingertips, shooting the knives and knocking them out of the air. "Don't block her knives! They're dangerous!" Signum looked at Cinque and finally took notice of her left eye. "...Chaos?" "Yes." Cinque said as her hair flashed gold for a moment and she swiped her hand upwards, dozens of knives snapped into creation from nowhere and flew at Signum, who merely dashed to the side to avoid them. "I see." Signum said as she landed on the ground and pointed Laevantein at Cinque. "You must be defeated then." Cinque narrowed her eyes at Signum and held her hands to the side. "Do try." A twitch of her hands brought out two more knifes, which she threw at Signum. Her eyes widened as Signum rushed in and batted the knives to the side with her weapon. "This will only hurt a moment." Signum said as she held Laevantein up high. She wasn't going to kill the girl, that wasn't needed, but knocking her out was perfectly acceptable, even if it looked like she was about to commit murder in cold blood. As Signum brought her hand down, her chest suddenly felt cold as Cinque smiled and raised her left hand up to grab Laevantein by its blade, stopping the hilt mere inches from hitting her on the head. "What are you doing?" Signum's eyes widened as the edge cut deeply into Cinque's hand. "Stop, or you'll lose your hand." "I.S. Rumble Detonator." Cinque said as a gear-like circle appeared under her feet. Before Signum could wonder what that was, her sword shook in her hand before erupting with enough force to send Signum flying away, screaming in pain. As she flew through the air, Signum groaned as she found herself twisting in mid-air, forcing her to land on her shoulder and slide down the street, before tumbling head over heels several times before crashing into a mail box. Groaning as she slowly sat up, Signum let out a whimper of pain as she tried to assess how much damage had been done to her body. Trying to open both of her eyes only had her screaming in pain from something in her right eye. Keeping that one closed, she opened her left eye and looked down at herself. Her left arm was torn up and bleeding badly with asphalt and metal sticking to it. Her legs were badly skinned and bleeding, but she doubted anything was really wrong with them, other than some metal that was sticking out of her legs at that moment. Her right hand though... Grimacing, Signum raised her head up and raised her left hand slowly as she called up a view screen back to base. "This is Signum Yagami, I need a medical team to my location, stat. I'm badly injured, Laevantein's been destroyed and I'm missing most of my right hand." "...WHAT?!" "You heard me, Lucino Lilie." Lucino stared as she saw Signum's face on the screen, the woman was bleeding badly through several cuts on her face and neck, and there was some metal jammed into Signum's eye socket. "Sending emergency evac crews in now." (---) Cinque groaned as she hit the ground hard, tumbling side over side as she flew away from that blast. She looked at her left hand and groaned as she saw the bloody stump and metal wires coming out of her arm. "Never thought I'd be so happy to be so short." She muttered to herself as she started to stand up. Her outfit was torn up, both the body suit and the long coat that she wore, her hair was a mess and what was left of her hand hurt tremendously. Cradling what was left of her hand, Cinque stumbled away, grateful that her hand wasn't bleeding too fast. Still, her whole body hurt, and running was out of the question at that moment. Groaning painfully, she fell to her knees as what felt like liquid fire was pouring into her arm. Looking at her hand, she screamed as she saw her hand being put back together, bones, wires, and flesh. "GAH!" She had almost forgotten how painful regeneration was. Still, it didn't look like there was anyone around her. "Annnngh..." She bit her lip and slowly stood up, looking around, before finding an alley. Groaning in pain, she limped over and into the alley way, before finally collapsing when she got pretty far into it. The last thing she wanted was to be captured while her hand was regenerating. (---) "Teana..." Teana turned to see Nove standing only a few feet from her, holding an unconscious Subaru, who was still in her barrier jacket, by her panties. "Nove... What's wrong with Subaru?" "Just some sleep gas, it'll wear off in about ten hours or so. I'll take Wendi, you can have Subaru." Nove narrowed her eyes as Teana shook her head. "Why?" "Even if I hate it, she's under arrest." Teana looked at the way Nove was holding Subaru and grimaced slightly. "She's going to be walking funny... So, I'd say that you're under arrest for sexual harassment of a Bureau member." Nove rolled her eyes. "If I was doing that, she'd have no shorts or underwear on and my face would be soaked, you don't see any of that, so, it's not that." She smirked as Teana blushed at her comment. "Then again, you should meet Sirius..." "You know that guy, huh?" Vita said as she dropped down on the street to look at Nove and Teana. "I'm still good to go, you might be as well, but you should let her go. I'm still mad about my hat getting sliced up." She pointed Graf Eisen at Nove. "That super-fast sister of yours isn't going to get up any time soon." Nove blinked at Vita. "Uh... You sure?" When Vita blinked at her in confusion, Nove scratched her chin. "Tre-nee's very tough. If you didn't tie her down, she's probably going to be up in less than ten seconds." Vita's pupils shrank at that. "...What?" There was no way that her opponent was going to get up so fast, not after she hit Tre so hard. "But, I just want Wendi back, I'll give you back this one if you give me back Wendi." Teana narrowed her eyes at Nove. "Listen you..." She stopped as she felt a tap on her shoulder. Turning, her eyes widened as she saw Sein, partially phased through the street. "Sein, what are.." The next thing Teana knew, Sein's hands were on her face and the petite cyborg's lips were pressed up against hers, causing Teana's eyes to widen in shock. Mere moments later, Sein's tongue found its way into Teana's mouth, causing the girl's mind to go into complete shock. Vita stared at that. "What the hell?" That seemed to snap Nove out of her daze and she rushed forward and grabbed Wendi from Teana so violently that Teana's shoulder seemed to snap loudly. Wincing at the sound, she threw Wendi and Subaru over her shoulders and took off as fast as she could. "HEY!" Vita turned and growled as she took off into the air. "Get back here with those two!" Sein broke the kiss, smiling at Teana's stunned look. "Sorry, had to." She dropped through the ground again, leaving Teana to stare ahead, stunned, though her face was slowly turning red as her brain rebooted. It took a few moments more, before Teana growled loudly. "DAMMIT, SEIN!" (---) Nove came to a screeching halt as she saw Nanoha blocking her path. "Dammit." Turning her head, she grimaced as she saw Vita behind her. "Turn over Subaru and you'll get to come in under your own power." Nanoha said as she pointed Raising Heart at Nove. "If you don't, I will use force on you." Before Nove could respond, a large bladed weapon passed through the air, in between Nove and Nanoha. "I think you should leave us." Tre said as she stood in mid air, her arms crossed under her breasts, her face had a large red mark on it and it looked like she was standing in mid-air painfully. Next to her, Sette had caught the metal blade and was slightly hunched over, clutching the mark Signum gave her, and on her shoulders, Mr. Snuggles looked at them. "That knight that hurt Sette is likely hurt, if that explosion and screaming that I heard was any indication." Vita paled as she heard that. "Signum? What happened?!" Mr. Snuggles shrugged and looked back at her. "I dunno, but she was against Cinque. Too bad she's using a metal sword, that's like a big exploding bird or something for Cinque." "Vita... Go make sure Signum's okay, I'll deal with these guys." "By yourself?" Tre smirked as Vita took off, searching for Signum. "I might be hurt, but Sette and I can deal with you." Nanoha narrowed her eyes at Tre. If it was just Tre and Sette, she could probably deal with them. Nove would be a little problematic, but she had two people, so it wasn't likely that she would help out. "Yes, I do think I'll deal the two of you by myself." Tre just smirked and snapped her fingers. Before Nanoha could respond, a green sphere surrounded her completely. "Meet Otto..." "Storm Overload." Nanoha gasped and let out a scream as she was bombarded on all sides by powerful Ray Storms. Nove looked at Tre. "What about Cinque?" "Sein's getting her, we need to get out of here before Testarossa gets up here." Tre chanced a look down and was grateful that Fate was helping Caro heal Erio and Fried instead of coming up to help them out. "Both Testarossa and Takamachi would be too much for all of us." "Do not worry." Otto said as she dropped in, looking at Nanoha, who was still screaming as more of her Ray Storm Overload pounded the redheaded mage. "I brought a telepad." "If I wasn't carrying Wendi and Subaru, I'd kiss you." Nove grinned as she saw Otto blush. "Get us out of here." "Yes." Otto said as she activated the pad, causing the four cyborg girls and one cyborg cat to disappear completely. Moments later, the energy bombarding Nanoha ceased and the girl groaned as she slumped and slowly fell out of the air. "Nnngh... Damn sneak attacks..." What was worse was that Nanoha could tell that the attack was being held back, and it still felt like she was about to die from it. (---) "Got you." Sein grinned as she hugged Cinque. The grin turned into a grimace as she saw the girl's bloodied hand and its half-regenerated state. "Come on, let's get that healed." Cinque nodded as the two of them phased through the street. "Hurts..." She whimpered as she sank into the ground. (---) Vita stared as she saw the damage to Signum's body. "...Signum..." She fell to her knees as Signum could only twitch slightly. "...Where was Rein?" "Sent... Her... Back..." Signum groaned painfully. "Glad... I... Did... Don't want... her hurt like this." She coughed and groaned. "SHUT UP!" Vita screamed at Signum, tears falling down her face. "Don't talk right now! We'll fix you right up, okay?" When Signum smiled, despite the blood on her lips, Vita growled at her. "Don't you DARE give up on me, Signum! Just stay conscious! We'll get some help here!" Her eyes widened as she saw Signum's good eye slowly shut. "NO! Don't you DARE! Don't you DARE go to sleep! Stay awake! Signum... SIGNUM!" |
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