Nanoha FanFiction Discussion

[00-Raiser]

Originally Posted by SilentOutlaw

Now it's time for some more Valentine Day fics!

Spoiler for Raising Heart/Bardiche fun!:

"My master I have something to discuss with you." Nanoha stared at the floating red jewel curiously.

"I have been experiencing some processing malfunctions. I've run several scans and yet I have not detected any problems. I have realized that I only begin to malfunction when I'm around a particular area."

"Area? What area?" Nanoha didn't know much about technology but even she knew something was off.

"To be exact a one meter radius of Bardiche."

If Nanoha had been drinking anything she would have spit it up all over the table, luckily she wasn't. "...What happens exactly when your around him?"

"I begin to stutter, and have problems making sense."

She had always treated Raising Heart as if she was human, so this was worth a shot. "Um, RaisingHeart... did you ever think maybe, you like him?"


"Yes, I have. I do like Bardiche, he is a good device and we have fought together many times."


"No, not like in a friend way, in a... love kind of way."

"Love master?"

"Yes, love. It's like when you really care aboutsomeone, or in this case device. "

"Love master?"

"Yes love. It's like you really care about them and you want to bearound them but it's hard to think right when you are."

"That describes my situation accurately. What should I do to fix it?"

"You can't really fix it Raising Heart, but talking with Bardiche might help."

"Thank you, my master. I think I will."

~...~

"Hey Fate-chan. I um... need to talk to you alone. How about we go upstairs. Raising Heart, can you stay down here?" Nanoha said as Fate walked into the living room.

"Sure Nanoha. Bardiche, you don't mind keeping Raising Heart company right?"

Both devices gave a yes. Fate placed Bardiche on to the living room table, Raising Heart floated over and landed on the table beside Bardiche.

The moment their owners went upstairs Raising Heart began talking. "I have something to t-talk with y-you about."

"Yes, Raising Heart?"

"My m-master thinks that... I-I think that I'm in l-love with you."

There was a long pause.

"I h-have come u-upon a similiar conclusion about...myself." It was an interesting sight, to see the usually quiet Bardiche stuttering.

"What do we do now?" Raising Heart asked relieved.

"My research tells me that after a mutual confession, the two parties enter a relationship."

Two years later...

"Congratulations, Raising Heart. You have a beautiful new device," Shari said with a smile as she held a small jewel in her hand above Raising Heart in a way she could see it. "What do you want to name it?"

"Sacred Heart."

"Are you two ready for parenthood?"

"Yes, sir."

Somethings never change, but that was one of the reasons why Raising Heart loved him so much.

Heh, how exactly do two devices go about producing offspring anyways

[itanshi1]

I dunno but who will clean up the spent cartridges *shot*

[SilentOutlaw]

Originally Posted by 00-Raiser

Heh, how exactly do two devices go about producing offspring anyways

Um.. an engineer did it? *is wenched*

[DezoPenguin]

Since it's Valentine's Day...

...here's an omake featuring Sette in jail! It's a prequel omake for Mozco's fic "Ready, Sette, Go!"

(What? I already did the mushy stuff in a My-HiME fic this morning... )

Spoiler for She Sette Her Up For That One:

My internal chronometer woke me and informed me that it was 06:47:11 with an automated signal. Possibly, I considered, it would be appropriate to reset the alarm for a round number of minutes, or at least a seconds figure that was a multiple of five. My elder sister Quattro would have encouraged such machine-like precision in my character. On the other hand, as Quattro had been sentenced to an indefinite term of imprisonment for a number of major felonies, it was also likely that my previous assumptions concerning her suitability as a determinant of personal conduct were inaccurate, at least to the extent that referencing her guidelines was improper in this circumstance.

Accordingly, I stood up and retrieved a piece of chalk from the small box of personal possessions I was allowed under the Conditions of Prisoner Habitat sections of the Penal Code. As expected, the few items within were in precisely the state I had left them. This had not always been the case. My cellmate, "Big Emiko: Honda, a career felon currently incarcerated on several counts of occasioning grievous bodily harm, had attempted to add petty theft to her list of offenses on our second day of cohabitation. Fortunately, I was able to convince her that obeying Penal Code Section 900-B concerning the private possessions of fellow prisoners was a life-enriching experience. I believe that I had made a positive contribution towards Prisoner E. Honda's rehabilitation, and the warden seemed to agree with me as she determined that no correctional action should be taken towards me despite my having broken both of my cellmate's arms during the course of the discussion.


With strokes as precise as I was capable of managing with the chalk, I began marking off the seventeen days during which I had been incarcerated thus far on the cell wall.


"Hey! You! Stop doing that!"


It was the prison guard outside my cell, a woman in her forties whom, I had observed, consumed unhealthful quantities of fried foods. In my attempts to comply with what was expected from a "model prisoner," I had thoughtfully offered her some nutritional guidelines, but she did not seem to appreciate my gesture.


I ceased marking lines.


"Yes, ma'am?"


"What the hell is wrong with you? I've told you not to do that!"


"Yes, ma'am, you have."


I resumed marking the remaining four days.


"What the hell's wrong with you, you crazy robot?"


"The correct term is 'cyborg,' ma'am. Moreover, the use of profanity towards a prisoner is forbidden by Penal Code section 374-D," I observed helpfully. I have noticed that many people, and Guard Wanda in particular, do not retain memories of precise details as well as they should.


"Robot, cyborg, or talking toaster, I don't care! If you remember, then why the hell do you keep doing that every morning?"


"Because you was the chalk off the wall every afternoon, and so I am required to start anew each day."


"Don't you think that maybe that's a clue that you shouldn't be doing that?"


"On the contrary, the Penal Code only categorizes the permanent defacement of a cell's structure as a punishable offense. Furthermore, fully eighteen of the twenty-three 'women in chains' films which Wendi provided to me as a 'cell-warming gift' feature at least if not multiple occasions of a prisoner maintaining a similar record of their elapsed time of incarceration. Accordingly I have concluded that this is a social custom of some importance which I should follow. Nonetheless, I believe that it would be a more efficient and productive use of both of our time if you ceased cleaning the wall and I would only be required to mark one line each day. This would provide you more time for needed prisoner supervision, me more time to pursue rehabilitative activities, and also save on the cost of chalk and cleaning supplies."


I paused, feeling that something more was needed.


"I must compliment the staff of this facility, incidentally, as it is operated with much closer adherence to the relevant laws and regulations concerning prison management than those institutions shown in all twenty-three films to which I referred...Ma'am, it is unlikely to be healthful for you to repeatedly strike your forehead against the forcefield like that."

[Moczo]

Originally Posted by DezoPenguin

Since it's Valentine's Day...

...here's an omake featuring Sette in jail! It's a prequel omake for Mozco's fic "Ready, Sette, Go!"

(What? I already did the mushy stuff in a My-HiME fic this morning... )

Spoiler for She Sette Her Up For That One:

My internal chronometer woke me and informed me that it was 06:47:11 with an automated signal. Possibly, I considered, it would be appropriate to reset the alarm for a round number of minutes, or at least a seconds figure that was a multiple of five. My elder sister Quattro would have encouraged such machine-like precision in my character. On the other hand, as Quattro had been sentenced to an indefinite term of imprisonment for a number of major felonies, it was also likely that my previous assumptions concerning her suitability as a determinant of personal conduct were inaccurate, at least to the extent that referencing her guidelines was improper in this circumstance.

Accordingly, I stood up and retrieved a piece of chalk from the small box of personal possessions I was allowed under the Conditions of Prisoner Habitat sections of the Penal Code. As expected, the few items within were in precisely the state I had left them. This had not always been the case. My cellmate, "Big Emiko: Honda, a career felon currently incarcerated on several counts of occasioning grievous bodily harm, had attempted to add petty theft to her list of offenses on our second day of cohabitation. Fortunately, I was able to convince her that obeying Penal Code Section 900-B concerning the private possessions of fellow prisoners was a life-enriching experience. I believe that I had made a positive contribution towards Prisoner E. Honda's rehabilitation, and the warden seemed to agree with me as she determined that no correctional action should be taken towards me despite my having broken both of my cellmate's arms during the course of the discussion.


With strokes as precise as I was capable of managing with the chalk, I began marking off the seventeen days during which I had been incarcerated thus far on the cell wall.


"Hey! You! Stop doing that!"


It was the prison guard outside my cell, a woman in her forties whom, I had observed, consumed unhealthful quantities of fried foods. In my attempts to comply with what was expected from a "model prisoner," I had thoughtfully offered her some nutritional guidelines, but she did not seem to appreciate my gesture.


I ceased marking lines.


"Yes, ma'am?"


"What the hell is wrong with you? I've told you not to do that!"


"Yes, ma'am, you have."


I resumed marking the remaining four days.


"What the hell's wrong with you, you crazy robot?"


"The correct term is 'cyborg,' ma'am. Moreover, the use of profanity towards a prisoner is forbidden by Penal Code section 374-D," I observed helpfully. I have noticed that many people, and Guard Wanda in particular, do not retain memories of precise details as well as they should.


"Robot, cyborg, or talking toaster, I don't care! If you remember, then why the hell do you keep doing that every morning?"


"Because you was the chalk off the wall every afternoon, and so I am required to start anew each day."


"Don't you think that maybe that's a clue that you shouldn't be doing that?"


"On the contrary, the Penal Code only categorizes the permanent defacement of a cell's structure as a punishable offense. Furthermore, fully eighteen of the twenty-three 'women in chains' films which Wendi provided to me as a 'cell-warming gift' feature at least if not multiple occasions of a prisoner maintaining a similar record of their elapsed time of incarceration. Accordingly I have concluded that this is a social custom of some importance which I should follow. Nonetheless, I believe that it would be a more efficient and productive use of both of our time if you ceased cleaning the wall and I would only be required to mark one line each day. This would provide you more time for needed prisoner supervision, me more time to pursue rehabilitative activities, and also save on the cost of chalk and cleaning supplies."


I paused, feeling that something more was needed.


"I must compliment the staff of this facility, incidentally, as it is operated with much closer adherence to the relevant laws and regulations concerning prison management than those institutions shown in all twenty-three films to which I referred...Ma'am, it is unlikely to be healthful for you to repeatedly strike your forehead against the forcefield like that."

............... I'm trying my hardest not to squee again, but it's very difficult. Considering that, for all intents and purposes, my introduction to Nanoha fanfiction was your work, having you write an omake for one of my own stories has me grinning like an idiot.

Needless to say, you nailed my bizarre version of Sette perfectly. If anything, I'd say you portray her machine-like nature and attention to rules and details better than I myself do. And yet you still managed to make her funny! Poor Wanda. She really ought to pursue more efficient management of her duties...

Love it, Dezo. Thanks for the honor!

[deathcurse]

Originally Posted by DezoPenguin

Since it's Valentine's Day...

...here's an omake featuring Sette in jail! It's a prequel omake for Mozco's fic "Ready, Sette, Go!"

(What? I already did the mushy stuff in a My-HiME fic this morning... )

Spoiler for She Sette Her Up For That One:

My internal chronometer woke me and informed me that it was 06:47:11 with an automated signal. Possibly, I considered, it would be appropriate to reset the alarm for a round number of minutes, or at least a seconds figure that was a multiple of five. My elder sister Quattro would have encouraged such machine-like precision in my character. On the other hand, as Quattro had been sentenced to an indefinite term of imprisonment for a number of major felonies, it was also likely that my previous assumptions concerning her suitability as a determinant of personal conduct were inaccurate, at least to the extent that referencing her guidelines was improper in this circumstance.

Accordingly, I stood up and retrieved a piece of chalk from the small box of personal possessions I was allowed under the Conditions of Prisoner Habitat sections of the Penal Code. As expected, the few items within were in precisely the state I had left them. This had not always been the case. My cellmate, "Big Emiko: Honda, a career felon currently incarcerated on several counts of occasioning grievous bodily harm, had attempted to add petty theft to her list of offenses on our second day of cohabitation. Fortunately, I was able to convince her that obeying Penal Code Section 900-B concerning the private possessions of fellow prisoners was a life-enriching experience. I believe that I had made a positive contribution towards Prisoner E. Honda's rehabilitation, and the warden seemed to agree with me as she determined that no correctional action should be taken towards me despite my having broken both of my cellmate's arms during the course of the discussion.


With strokes as precise as I was capable of managing with the chalk, I began marking off the seventeen days during which I had been incarcerated thus far on the cell wall.


"Hey! You! Stop doing that!"


It was the prison guard outside my cell, a woman in her forties whom, I had observed, consumed unhealthful quantities of fried foods. In my attempts to comply with what was expected from a "model prisoner," I had thoughtfully offered her some nutritional guidelines, but she did not seem to appreciate my gesture.


I ceased marking lines.


"Yes, ma'am?"


"What the hell is wrong with you? I've told you not to do that!"


"Yes, ma'am, you have."


I resumed marking the remaining four days.


"What the hell's wrong with you, you crazy robot?"


"The correct term is 'cyborg,' ma'am. Moreover, the use of profanity towards a prisoner is forbidden by Penal Code section 374-D," I observed helpfully. I have noticed that many people, and Guard Wanda in particular, do not retain memories of precise details as well as they should.


"Robot, cyborg, or talking toaster, I don't care! If you remember, then why the hell do you keep doing that every morning?"


"Because you was the chalk off the wall every afternoon, and so I am required to start anew each day."


"Don't you think that maybe that's a clue that you shouldn't be doing that?"


"On the contrary, the Penal Code only categorizes the permanent defacement of a cell's structure as a punishable offense. Furthermore, fully eighteen of the twenty-three 'women in chains' films which Wendi provided to me as a 'cell-warming gift' feature at least if not multiple occasions of a prisoner maintaining a similar record of their elapsed time of incarceration. Accordingly I have concluded that this is a social custom of some importance which I should follow. Nonetheless, I believe that it would be a more efficient and productive use of both of our time if you ceased cleaning the wall and I would only be required to mark one line each day. This would provide you more time for needed prisoner supervision, me more time to pursue rehabilitative activities, and also save on the cost of chalk and cleaning supplies."


I paused, feeling that something more was needed.


"I must compliment the staff of this facility, incidentally, as it is operated with much closer adherence to the relevant laws and regulations concerning prison management than those institutions shown in all twenty-three films to which I referred...Ma'am, it is unlikely to be healthful for you to repeatedly strike your forehead against the forcefield like that."

*reminder to self: must go check other fic too ^^*

LOL, the run-on sentences work so well in making Sette's internal monologues hilarious funny while being so overly logical it's hysterical .

"Cell warming gift" indeed....that seems kind of twisted, giving a gift to mark the beginning of a long stay in prison...yet if I take my overthinking brain out of the equation I'm laughing my head off since it's such a Wendi-thing to do, and also such a Sette-thing to appreciate a gift like that .

[itanshi1]

I added a line to the end of my last fic here. Seems new information came to light

[Crazael]

I have no idea if this is the right place for this, but I have a fanfic request for someone who is a better writer than I.

I have noticed a trend of Mahou Sensei Negima crossovers with Nanoha that take place after the current point in the Negima manga timeline. While the quality of these fics is generally pretty good, it is rather repetitive after the fourth one with the same basic premise of "Negi becomes Nanoha and co.'s teacher! Hilarity ensues!". What I am requesting, if this is the right place for it, is that someone right a crossover where Nanoha, Fate and maybe Hayate transfer to Mahora some time before Negi and his gang go to the Mundus Magica. Possibly after the Festival, with them being sent undercover to investigate the massive surge in magic at the time.

If this is the wrong place for such posts, please tell me so that I may post it there instead.

[RadiantBeam]

Originally Posted by DezoPenguin

Since it's Valentine's Day...

...here's an omake featuring Sette in jail! It's a prequel omake for Mozco's fic "Ready, Sette, Go!"

(What? I already did the mushy stuff in a My-HiME fic this morning... )

Spoiler for She Sette Her Up For That One:

My internal chronometer woke me and informed me that it was 06:47:11 with an automated signal. Possibly, I considered, it would be appropriate to reset the alarm for a round number of minutes, or at least a seconds figure that was a multiple of five. My elder sister Quattro would have encouraged such machine-like precision in my character. On the other hand, as Quattro had been sentenced to an indefinite term of imprisonment for a number of major felonies, it was also likely that my previous assumptions concerning her suitability as a determinant of personal conduct were inaccurate, at least to the extent that referencing her guidelines was improper in this circumstance.

Accordingly, I stood up and retrieved a piece of chalk from the small box of personal possessions I was allowed under the Conditions of Prisoner Habitat sections of the Penal Code. As expected, the few items within were in precisely the state I had left them. This had not always been the case. My cellmate, "Big Emiko: Honda, a career felon currently incarcerated on several counts of occasioning grievous bodily harm, had attempted to add petty theft to her list of offenses on our second day of cohabitation. Fortunately, I was able to convince her that obeying Penal Code Section 900-B concerning the private possessions of fellow prisoners was a life-enriching experience. I believe that I had made a positive contribution towards Prisoner E. Honda's rehabilitation, and the warden seemed to agree with me as she determined that no correctional action should be taken towards me despite my having broken both of my cellmate's arms during the course of the discussion.


With strokes as precise as I was capable of managing with the chalk, I began marking off the seventeen days during which I had been incarcerated thus far on the cell wall.


"Hey! You! Stop doing that!"


It was the prison guard outside my cell, a woman in her forties whom, I had observed, consumed unhealthful quantities of fried foods. In my attempts to comply with what was expected from a "model prisoner," I had thoughtfully offered her some nutritional guidelines, but she did not seem to appreciate my gesture.


I ceased marking lines.


"Yes, ma'am?"


"What the hell is wrong with you? I've told you not to do that!"


"Yes, ma'am, you have."


I resumed marking the remaining four days.


"What the hell's wrong with you, you crazy robot?"


"The correct term is 'cyborg,' ma'am. Moreover, the use of profanity towards a prisoner is forbidden by Penal Code section 374-D," I observed helpfully. I have noticed that many people, and Guard Wanda in particular, do not retain memories of precise details as well as they should.


"Robot, cyborg, or talking toaster, I don't care! If you remember, then why the hell do you keep doing that every morning?"


"Because you was the chalk off the wall every afternoon, and so I am required to start anew each day."


"Don't you think that maybe that's a clue that you shouldn't be doing that?"


"On the contrary, the Penal Code only categorizes the permanent defacement of a cell's structure as a punishable offense. Furthermore, fully eighteen of the twenty-three 'women in chains' films which Wendi provided to me as a 'cell-warming gift' feature at least if not multiple occasions of a prisoner maintaining a similar record of their elapsed time of incarceration. Accordingly I have concluded that this is a social custom of some importance which I should follow. Nonetheless, I believe that it would be a more efficient and productive use of both of our time if you ceased cleaning the wall and I would only be required to mark one line each day. This would provide you more time for needed prisoner supervision, me more time to pursue rehabilitative activities, and also save on the cost of chalk and cleaning supplies."


I paused, feeling that something more was needed.


"I must compliment the staff of this facility, incidentally, as it is operated with much closer adherence to the relevant laws and regulations concerning prison management than those institutions shown in all twenty-three films to which I referred...Ma'am, it is unlikely to be healthful for you to repeatedly strike your forehead against the forcefield like that."

HA!

Oh, I love this. You capture the tone and voice of Moczo's fic so perfectly, and then you put your own unique spin on it so that I'm gasping with laughter by the time I'm done reading, even as I feel bad for poor Wanda and wonder how on Earth it happened that Wendi could sneak so many videos to Sette.

...

*starts shipping Wanda/Sette, for the LOLZ*

[Yasanagi]

Originally Posted by Crazael

I have no idea if this is the right place for this, but I have a fanfic request for someone who is a better writer than I.

I have noticed a trend of Mahou Sensei Negima crossovers with Nanoha that take place after the current point in the Negima manga timeline. While the quality of these fics is generally pretty good, it is rather repetitive after the fourth one with the same basic premise of "Negi becomes Nanoha and co.'s teacher! Hilarity ensues!". What I am requesting, if this is the right place for it, is that someone right a crossover where Nanoha, Fate and maybe Hayate transfer to Mahora some time before Negi and his gang go to the Mundus Magica. Possibly after the Festival, with them being sent undercover to investigate the massive surge in magic at the time.

If this is the wrong place for such posts, please tell me so that I may post it there instead.

You may also want to cross post this on Spacebattles.com's Creative Writing forum or the Negima section of AS.

Good luck finding someone who's willing to take the idea since we're all too often busy with our own ideas and fics.

[00-Raiser]

While I enjoy Negima, I don't care enough about it to write fanfiction for it.

Anyways, I posted Mr Popularity just so I could get the date stamp

[itanshi1]

This was supposed to relate to when Viviow as found in StrikerS in my universe, but meh. Its a draft and its funny. I had Subaru and Teana a bit younger here.

Spoiler for Something I found:

Hana smiled, she knew her partner was a schemer when she tried. "You gave them a list of things to do? You know how stuffy Teana can get."

"Ah, hehe. No worries! I got this!" Fury gave a thumbs up. "Hey, brats!"

"Yes, Sempai!?" Subaru answered. They communicated through a watch console that acted much like a phone.

"Hey, drop that sempai crap!" Fury grinned. "So how is it?"

"Uh, Teana refused to see a movie with me."

Hana smiled and gently took hold of Fury's wrist. "Enjoy yourselves."

"That's what I told her! Ehehehe." Subaru ruffled her hair and laughed uneasily.

Teana was not far, but her expression gave away far more than her words could say. "Tia!" Subaru whined and laughed. She grabbed her arm and pulled her down the street. "I know an ice cream stand near by, I'll pay!"

"Subaru!" Teana tried not to fall. "Do as you like, mou!"

Hana laughed, but she noticed Fury's attention was elsewhere. "What is it?"

"Thought I heard something." Fury shrugged. "Let's get back to our date!"

"Its not a date, Fu-chan."

"Yeah, yeah."

An hour passed by and Fury had helped herself to two full course meals. Hana was on her second salad just to pass the time. "Fu-chan, try not to choke."

"HAHA!" She choked having laughed at the wrong time. Hana covered her mouth as she tried to restrain herself from laughing.

Another call came in, Hana took Fury's wrist. "I'll take this."

"Sure, sure." Fury grabbed another chicken wing from the bucket.

"Sempais! We were looking at the list and Teana became bright red. She stormed off on me! What did I do?"

"Fu-chan, you changed the list after I looked at it, didn't you?" Hana smiled slowly.

"A little." She nodded and took another bite.

"What's a fellatio?" Subaru blinked.

Hana let go of Fury's wrist and sat in her chair with the most dumbfounded lok on her face. Fury spat food and laughed for a good five mnutes. Subaru flailed having tried to get her attention.

Hana finally grabbed Fury's wrist, "Subaru-chan, Fury meant to say facial, tell Teana that."

"Alright! Thanks!" She ended the communication.

[Crazael]

Originally Posted by Yasanagi

You may also want to cross post this on Spacebattles.com's Creative Writing forum or the Negima section of AS.

Good luck finding someone who's willing to take the idea since we're all too often busy with our own ideas and fics.

I don't expect anyone to actually do it, I was just hoping to put out the idea somewhere where it would be noticed.

[shiroi mahotsukai]

Originally Posted by Crazael

I have no idea if this is the right place for this, but I have a fanfic request for someone who is a better writer than I.

I have noticed a trend of Mahou Sensei Negima crossovers with Nanoha that take place after the current point in the Negima manga timeline. While the quality of these fics is generally pretty good, it is rather repetitive after the fourth one with the same basic premise of "Negi becomes Nanoha and co.'s teacher! Hilarity ensues!". What I am requesting, if this is the right place for it, is that someone right a crossover where Nanoha, Fate and maybe Hayate transfer to Mahora some time before Negi and his gang go to the Mundus Magica. Possibly after the Festival, with them being sent undercover to investigate the massive surge in magic at the time.

If this is the wrong place for such posts, please tell me so that I may post it there instead.

If I can find the time between homework this week I'll give it a go, I've got no running projects. Check back here in about a week, if it's here I had time, if not...well I apologise for false hope.

[yuiseppe]

Originally Posted by DezoPenguin

Since it's Valentine's Day...

...here's an omake featuring Sette in jail! It's a prequel omake for Mozco's fic "Ready, Sette, Go!"

(What? I already did the mushy stuff in a My-HiME fic this morning... )

Spoiler for She Sette Her Up For That One:

My internal chronometer woke me and informed me that it was 06:47:11 with an automated signal. Possibly, I considered, it would be appropriate to reset the alarm for a round number of minutes, or at least a seconds figure that was a multiple of five. My elder sister Quattro would have encouraged such machine-like precision in my character. On the other hand, as Quattro had been sentenced to an indefinite term of imprisonment for a number of major felonies, it was also likely that my previous assumptions concerning her suitability as a determinant of personal conduct were inaccurate, at least to the extent that referencing her guidelines was improper in this circumstance.

Accordingly, I stood up and retrieved a piece of chalk from the small box of personal possessions I was allowed under the Conditions of Prisoner Habitat sections of the Penal Code. As expected, the few items within were in precisely the state I had left them. This had not always been the case. My cellmate, "Big Emiko: Honda, a career felon currently incarcerated on several counts of occasioning grievous bodily harm, had attempted to add petty theft to her list of offenses on our second day of cohabitation. Fortunately, I was able to convince her that obeying Penal Code Section 900-B concerning the private possessions of fellow prisoners was a life-enriching experience. I believe that I had made a positive contribution towards Prisoner E. Honda's rehabilitation, and the warden seemed to agree with me as she determined that no correctional action should be taken towards me despite my having broken both of my cellmate's arms during the course of the discussion.


With strokes as precise as I was capable of managing with the chalk, I began marking off the seventeen days during which I had been incarcerated thus far on the cell wall.


"Hey! You! Stop doing that!"


It was the prison guard outside my cell, a woman in her forties whom, I had observed, consumed unhealthful quantities of fried foods. In my attempts to comply with what was expected from a "model prisoner," I had thoughtfully offered her some nutritional guidelines, but she did not seem to appreciate my gesture.


I ceased marking lines.


"Yes, ma'am?"


"What the hell is wrong with you? I've told you not to do that!"


"Yes, ma'am, you have."


I resumed marking the remaining four days.


"What the hell's wrong with you, you crazy robot?"


"The correct term is 'cyborg,' ma'am. Moreover, the use of profanity towards a prisoner is forbidden by Penal Code section 374-D," I observed helpfully. I have noticed that many people, and Guard Wanda in particular, do not retain memories of precise details as well as they should.


"Robot, cyborg, or talking toaster, I don't care! If you remember, then why the hell do you keep doing that every morning?"


"Because you was the chalk off the wall every afternoon, and so I am required to start anew each day."


"Don't you think that maybe that's a clue that you shouldn't be doing that?"


"On the contrary, the Penal Code only categorizes the permanent defacement of a cell's structure as a punishable offense. Furthermore, fully eighteen of the twenty-three 'women in chains' films which Wendi provided to me as a 'cell-warming gift' feature at least if not multiple occasions of a prisoner maintaining a similar record of their elapsed time of incarceration. Accordingly I have concluded that this is a social custom of some importance which I should follow. Nonetheless, I believe that it would be a more efficient and productive use of both of our time if you ceased cleaning the wall and I would only be required to mark one line each day. This would provide you more time for needed prisoner supervision, me more time to pursue rehabilitative activities, and also save on the cost of chalk and cleaning supplies."


I paused, feeling that something more was needed.


"I must compliment the staff of this facility, incidentally, as it is operated with much closer adherence to the relevant laws and regulations concerning prison management than those institutions shown in all twenty-three films to which I referred...Ma'am, it is unlikely to be healthful for you to repeatedly strike your forehead against the forcefield like that."

*still brushing my teeth from the MaiHiME fluff*

...and I am morbidly curious about the contents of those videos.

[Nanya01]

So, let's find out about Arisa now, hmm?

Shine 1-40

Spoiler for Blood That Flows - Shine 41:

Lina blinked at the person who walked into the restaurant. "Aren't you Arisa's butler?"

The older man nodded to her. "Yes. As you were there when Miss Bannings was hurt, I thought you should know..."

"Huh?" Lina blinked before turning her head and sighing as she saw Luna trying to work the radio and being about as successful as she had been with a calculator when she first arrived. "Luna..."

"I think I figured it out already... Yes, this rolling thing here turns it off." She rolled her thumb over the dial and let out a scream while everyone else winced at the sudden increase of static that filled the restaurant.

"Miss..." One of the cooks came out and made Luna leave the radio as another one quickly dropped the volume and get some real music on. "Please, you may be the boss's sister, but you really don't know much, do you?"

Luna twitched heavily and Lina fought back a laugh. "...Why can't I fry them?"

"Because then insurance premiums would go up, I'd have to pay for court fees, I'd have trouble hiring replacements and I'd have to pay off the hospital stay." Lina said flatly as the cook started sweating heavily. "Look, just go back and cook, okay?"

He nodded at her. "Sure boss!"

"And, Luna, you really don't know anything about this world, so, please, don't try anything with the technology, you might accidentally do what I did once."

"What?" She blinked in confusion as she sat down next to Lina.

"I put a metal pan in the microwave, nearly destroyed the kitchen by accident." Lina sweat-dropped at the looks she was getting from her employees. "Hey, I'll have you know I never used a microwave until that point, okay?"

"Aren't you from Europe?"

Lina rolled her eyes. "Very poor section of Europe, they don't even have running water, okay?" She turned back to the butler. "Sorry about that, so, what was it you wanted to talk to me about?"

"Ah, yes..." He sat down at the table and looked at Lina seriously. "After Miss Bannings spent time in the hospital, I took a look into her past. I found something interesting just before she moved here to Japan."

"Wait, you haven't been her butler forever?"

He shook his head. "No, I only became her butler after she and her parents moved here to Japan."

"So, what did you find out?" Luna asked, curious.

"It seems, that just before coming to Japan, her parents spent a lot of money on something, but I can't get all the details without them around." He looked apologetic and Lina sighed softly.

"Don't worry about it, if it comes down to it, we'll need to..." She trailed off and frowned softly. "I think we may need to continue this conversation at the school." Both Luna and the butler blinked and Lina turned to look in the kitchen just as Shiro came out. "Honey, I need to head to the school, seems that our problem just got worse."

Shiro nodded to her. "Do you want me to drive you, or..."

"I can take them." The butler said as he stood up. "I have the limo outside."

"Well, it is getting close to the end of the school day." Lina stood up slowly, before grinning softly. "A limo? Haven't rode in one of those since our wedding."

Shiro chuckled and waved them off. "Just don't go picking up weird people."

Lina smirked at him. "I only did that once, dear, though, that reminds me, we need to send the pope a letter."

Shiro sweat-dropped, he remembered when Nanoha was about born, the Pope had given them a personal visit and had given Nanoha a blessing. When he asked why, the Pope said that he felt that the child would have a long, hard life ahead of her and she would need all the help she could get.

Who knew that old guy was right?

As they got to the car, Luna looked at it in slight confusion before the butler opened the door for her. "Thank you." She nodded as she got inside. "Woah..."

Lina chuckled as she was helped into the limo as well. "Yeah, it's comfy." She sighed as she relaxed into the seat. "Surprised you didn't ask to fly to the school."

"Even if you pointed me in the right direction, I'd likely miss it." Luna chuckled softly. "I need to know, Lina... How do you put up with all this weird stuff?"

"Technology?" Lina sighed and looked up, gently patting her belly. "I got used to it, really. But there's still things I don't know how to use properly." She laughed softly. "Kyouya still teases me about not being able to use a computer for more than Solitaire." Seeing Luna's confused face, she shook her head. "Don't worry about it. I'm not even legal to drive."

"You're not?" Luna blinked a few times as Lina shook her head and tapped her chin.

"Not at all, I do fine on a bike though." When Luna gave her a confused look, she laughed softly. "I can travel on a bike so fast that I've had flying machines chase me down and try to stop me." She never knew why Shiro wanted to her wear cat ears when she went biking though.

Luna's eyes were swirling in confusion and she nodded slowly. "I'll... Take your word for it."

Lina sighed softly. "How are mom and dad doing?"

"They miss you." Luna was grateful for the change of topic. Thinking about machines that could fly was hurting her head. "They want to be around for their grandson's birth."

Lina sighed softly. "I don't know if they could handle the technology. Luna, I nearly had a freak-out when I saw the stuff originally, I'm surprised..." She trailed off as Luna started twitching. "Well, that's pretty much how I was when I was around the technology at first." She sighed softly. "I don't want mom and dad to freak out when they see this stuff." Seeing her sister's look, she slumped. "Alright, but please, try to prepare them for what they're going to see, this stuff's not on that world yet."

"Yet?" Luna blinked and Lina laughed at her.

"Trust me, that world will catch up in a few hundred years." Lina sighed as she closed her eyes. "Just sit back and relax, sis."

Luna just blinked and nodded slowly.

(---)

"Momma? Daddy?" She looked around, whimpering. "Where are you?" Her eyes widened as she saw some men she had never met before just grinning at her. "Who... Who... No, stay... Stay away... STAY AWAY!" She screamed before everything went to white.

Arisa jolted awake with a scream. "That was..." She panted and shivered. "What was..." She looked at her hands and her face turned green as she saw it.

Blood. So much blood on her hands.

She started swiping at her hands, but she couldn't get it to go away. "Get off, get off..." She whimpered, before getting out of the bed and stumbling for the sink. Turning on the water to full blast, she ran her hands under it, scrubbing hard. "Get off, go away!" She pulled her hands away from the water and trembled. "Why..?" She suddenly felt ill and lurched her head into the sink, expelling the contents of her lunch as her head got soaked in the warm water. "Why won't it..." Closing her eyes after finally being unable to throw up anymore, she slumped to the ground and curled into a ball. "Go away... Go away..." Why wouldn't it go away?

"She's right in... Arisa!" Suzuka gasped as she saw her friend trembling on the floor. "Come on, Arisa..."

"Blood, won't go away, why won't..."

Suzuka blinked and looked at Arisa's hands and touched them, which caused Arisa to scream and start scooting away. "Arisa!"

"No more... Stop, no more..."

"Sleep." Luna's voice carried through the room and Arisa suddenly slumped over, out cold. "Shee..." She grabbed the girl and put her back on the bed. "What the heck is she talking about, blood? There wasn't any that I saw." Nor smelled, but she didn't need to mention the rather repugnant smell from the sink. Though the sight of running water without someone to work a pump was interesting. Clearing her mind, Luna touched Arisa in the middle of the forehead and closed her eyes.

"What is she doing?" Arisa's butler asked Lina, who shrugged slightly.

"Not sure exactly." Luna suddenly lit up like a sun and the occupants in the room had to shield their eyes.

"Interesting." Luna said as the glow faded. Turning to the others, most of whom were blinking the spots out of their eyes. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say that she's got a fragment of Cephied inside of her... Except that Cephied's dead and from my world, so..."

"The Blue Dragon then." Lina supplied, getting a nod from Luna.

"Okay, then the Blue Dragon. Heck, if I didn't know any better, I'd swear that what happened here was the opposite of our world."

"You mean, Chaotic Blue either died or was completely sealed away, but as a last act of revenge managed to slice the Blue Dragon up into several fragments and then both made servants afterwords?" Luna nodded to Lina's question. "Then maybe Death Bringer was right..." Lina muttered to herself, getting a shrug from Luna.

"Anyway, the point is, apparently the power was waking up, but someone put an additional seal on top of the one that's already on her soul, so it wouldn't wake up."

"Um..." Suzuka spoke up as she raised her hand. "What do you mean? Is Arisa not human?"

"She is." Luna nodded to the young girl. "She just has part of the soul of a powerful god inside of her. Heck, if I wasn't Cephied's Knight I wouldn't know that it was the Blue Dragon."

Lina frowned softly as she looked at the girl on the bed. "Hmm... Can you remove the seal?"

"The second one, easy enough, but if the power wakes up fully, well... We both know what will happen." Lina sighed softly and nodded.

"What will happen?" Arisa's butler asked in confusion.

Lina gave him a serious look. "Arisa will cease to exist if the Blue Dragon fully manifests itself." Suzuka, Arf and the butler all stared at her in horror.

"Bu, but..." Suzuka whimpered and Lina shook her head.

"It may not happen, we'll have to be careful when helping Arisa out, okay? I'm pretty sure that Luna can talk the Blue Dragon's soul down a bit so that it doesn't consume her completely."

Luna chuckled and nodded. "Won't be too hard, so you won't need to worry about that, it might take some time though."

Suzuka nodded and closed her eyes, praying to anything that would listen to her, to help Arisa out.

"Heh heh heh! I knew it!" Riksfalto materialized in the room, laughing at the group. "I KNEW that there was something unusual about her!" When Luna stood up and started to glow, she held up her hands. "Hold it there, Knight of Cephied, I'm not here to fight you, I was just checking in on my new pet project."

"You..." Suzuka growled at her. "This is your fault!"

Riksfalto shrugged. "Yeah, well, whatever kiddo, she's like Lei Magnus then, if you want her to not turn into the Blue Dragon, you just gotta keep her from giving into complete despair like Lei did."

Lina frowned at the Mazoku. "Why are you telling us this?"

Riksfalto smirked at her. "Because, it's more fun to fight a human who draws on the power of a god, rather than the god itself. Besides, I wanna see what someone can do with that much Holy power running through them." The grin on her face was threatening to split it apart. "Maybe she'll be like Yuuno? I don't know, but I can't wait to find out." She laughed as she disappeared.

Spoiler for Comments:

The bike thing is a reference to All Purpose Cultural Catgirl Nuku Nuku.

Lina's Japanese VA voices both Lina and Nuku.

[mega1987]

Originally Posted by Nanya01

So, let's find out about Arisa now, hmm?

Shine 1-40

Spoiler for Blood That Flows - Shine 41:

Lina blinked at the person who walked into the restaurant. "Aren't you Arisa's butler?"

The older man nodded to her. "Yes. As you were there when Miss Bannings was hurt, I thought you should know..."

"Huh?" Lina blinked before turning her head and sighing as she saw Luna trying to work the radio and being about as successful as she had been with a calculator when she first arrived. "Luna..."

"I think I figured it out already... Yes, this rolling thing here turns it off." She rolled her thumb over the dial and let out a scream while everyone else winced at the sudden increase of static that filled the restaurant.

"Miss..." One of the cooks came out and made Luna leave the radio as another one quickly dropped the volume and get some real music on. "Please, you may be the boss's sister, but you really don't know much, do you?"

Luna twitched heavily and Lina fought back a laugh. "...Why can't I fry them?"

"Because then insurance premiums would go up, I'd have to pay for court fees, I'd have trouble hiring replacements and I'd have to pay off the hospital stay." Lina said flatly as the cook started sweating heavily. "Look, just go back and cook, okay?"

He nodded at her. "Sure boss!"

"And, Luna, you really don't know anything about this world, so, please, don't try anything with the technology, you might accidentally do what I did once."

"What?" She blinked in confusion as she sat down next to Lina.

"I put a metal pan in the microwave, nearly destroyed the kitchen by accident." Lina sweat-dropped at the looks she was getting from her employees. "Hey, I'll have you know I never used a microwave until that point, okay?"

"Aren't you from Europe?"

Lina rolled her eyes. "Very poor section of Europe, they don't even have running water, okay?" She turned back to the butler. "Sorry about that, so, what was it you wanted to talk to me about?"

"Ah, yes..." He sat down at the table and looked at Lina seriously. "After Miss Bannings spent time in the hospital, I took a look into her past. I found something interesting just before she moved here to Japan."

"Wait, you haven't been her butler forever?"

He shook his head. "No, I only became her butler after she and her parents moved here to Japan."

"So, what did you find out?" Luna asked, curious.

"It seems, that just before coming to Japan, her parents spent a lot of money on something, but I can't get all the details without them around." He looked apologetic and Lina sighed softly.

"Don't worry about it, if it comes down to it, we'll need to..." She trailed off and frowned softly. "I think we may need to continue this conversation at the school." Both Luna and the butler blinked and Lina turned to look in the kitchen just as Shiro came out. "Honey, I need to head to the school, seems that our problem just got worse."

Shiro nodded to her. "Do you want me to drive you, or..."

"I can take them." The butler said as he stood up. "I have the limo outside."

"Well, it is getting close to the end of the school day." Lina stood up slowly, before grinning softly. "A limo? Haven't rode in one of those since our wedding."

Shiro chuckled and waved them off. "Just don't go picking up weird people."

Lina smirked at him. "I only did that once, dear, though, that reminds me, we need to send the pope a letter."

Shiro sweat-dropped, he remembered when Nanoha was about born, the Pope had given them a personal visit and had given Nanoha a blessing. When he asked why, the Pope said that he felt that the child would have a long, hard life ahead of her and she would need all the help she could get.

Who knew that old guy was right?

As they got to the car, Luna looked at it in slight confusion before the butler opened the door for her. "Thank you." She nodded as she got inside. "Woah..."

Lina chuckled as she was helped into the limo as well. "Yeah, it's comfy." She sighed as she relaxed into the seat. "Surprised you didn't ask to fly to the school."

"Even if you pointed me in the right direction, I'd likely miss it." Luna chuckled softly. "I need to know, Lina... How do you put up with all this weird stuff?"

"Technology?" Lina sighed and looked up, gently patting her belly. "I got used to it, really. But there's still things I don't know how to use properly." She laughed softly. "Kyouya still teases me about not being able to use a computer for more than Solitaire." Seeing Luna's confused face, she shook her head. "Don't worry about it. I'm not even legal to drive."

"You're not?" Luna blinked a few times as Lina shook her head and tapped her chin.

"Not at all, I do fine on a bike though." When Luna gave her a confused look, she laughed softly. "I can travel on a bike so fast that I've had flying machines chase me down and try to stop me." She never knew why Shiro wanted to her wear cat ears when she went biking though.

Luna's eyes were swirling in confusion and she nodded slowly. "I'll... Take your word for it."

Lina sighed softly. "How are mom and dad doing?"

"They miss you." Luna was grateful for the change of topic. Thinking about machines that could fly was hurting her head. "They want to be around for their grandson's birth."

Lina sighed softly. "I don't know if they could handle the technology. Luna, I nearly had a freak-out when I saw the stuff originally, I'm surprised..." She trailed off as Luna started twitching. "Well, that's pretty much how I was when I was around the technology at first." She sighed softly. "I don't want mom and dad to freak out when they see this stuff." Seeing her sister's look, she slumped. "Alright, but please, try to prepare them for what they're going to see, this stuff's not on that world yet."

"Yet?" Luna blinked and Lina laughed at her.

"Trust me, that world will catch up in a few hundred years." Lina sighed as she closed her eyes. "Just sit back and relax, sis."

Luna just blinked and nodded slowly.

(---)

"Momma? Daddy?" She looked around, whimpering. "Where are you?" Her eyes widened as she saw some men she had never met before just grinning at her. "Who... Who... No, stay... Stay away... STAY AWAY!" She screamed before everything went to white.

Arisa jolted awake with a scream. "That was..." She panted and shivered. "What was..." She looked at her hands and her face turned green as she saw it.

Blood. So much blood on her hands.

She started swiping at her hands, but she couldn't get it to go away. "Get off, get off..." She whimpered, before getting out of the bed and stumbling for the sink. Turning on the water to full blast, she ran her hands under it, scrubbing hard. "Get off, go away!" She pulled her hands away from the water and trembled. "Why..?" She suddenly felt ill and lurched her head into the sink, expelling the contents of her lunch as her head got soaked in the warm water. "Why won't it..." Closing her eyes after finally being unable to throw up anymore, she slumped to the ground and curled into a ball. "Go away... Go away..." Why wouldn't it go away?

"She's right in... Arisa!" Suzuka gasped as she saw her friend trembling on the floor. "Come on, Arisa..."

"Blood, won't go away, why won't..."

Suzuka blinked and looked at Arisa's hands and touched them, which caused Arisa to scream and start scooting away. "Arisa!"

"No more... Stop, no more..."

"Sleep." Luna's voice carried through the room and Arisa suddenly slumped over, out cold. "Shee..." She grabbed the girl and put her back on the bed. "What the heck is she talking about, blood? There wasn't any that I saw." Nor smelled, but she didn't need to mention the rather repugnant smell from the sink. Though the sight of running water without someone to work a pump was interesting. Clearing her mind, Luna touched Arisa in the middle of the forehead and closed her eyes.

"What is she doing?" Arisa's butler asked Lina, who shrugged slightly.

"Not sure exactly." Luna suddenly lit up like a sun and the occupants in the room had to shield their eyes.

"Interesting." Luna said as the glow faded. Turning to the others, most of whom were blinking the spots out of their eyes. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say that she's got a fragment of Cephied inside of her... Except that Cephied's dead and from my world, so..."

"The Blue Dragon then." Lina supplied, getting a nod from Luna.

"Okay, then the Blue Dragon. Heck, if I didn't know any better, I'd swear that what happened here was the opposite of our world."

"You mean, Chaotic Blue either died or was completely sealed away, but as a last act of revenge managed to slice the Blue Dragon up into several fragments and then both made servants afterwords?" Luna nodded to Lina's question. "Then maybe Death Bringer was right..." Lina muttered to herself, getting a shrug from Luna.

"Anyway, the point is, apparently the power was waking up, but someone put an additional seal on top of the one that's already on her soul, so it wouldn't wake up."

"Um..." Suzuka spoke up as she raised her hand. "What do you mean? Is Arisa not human?"

"She is." Luna nodded to the young girl. "She just has part of the soul of a powerful god inside of her. Heck, if I wasn't Cephied's Knight I wouldn't know that it was the Blue Dragon."

Lina frowned softly as she looked at the girl on the bed. "Hmm... Can you remove the seal?"

"The second one, easy enough, but if the power wakes up fully, well... We both know what will happen." Lina sighed softly and nodded.

"What will happen?" Arisa's butler asked in confusion.

Lina gave him a serious look. "Arisa will cease to exist if the Blue Dragon fully manifests itself." Suzuka, Arf and the butler all stared at her in horror.

"Bu, but..." Suzuka whimpered and Lina shook her head.

"It may not happen, we'll have to be careful when helping Arisa out, okay? I'm pretty sure that Luna can talk the Blue Dragon's soul down a bit so that it doesn't consume her completely."

Luna chuckled and nodded. "Won't be too hard, so you won't need to worry about that, it might take some time though."

Suzuka nodded and closed her eyes, praying to anything that would listen to her, to help Arisa out.

"Heh heh heh! I knew it!" Riksfalto materialized in the room, laughing at the group. "I KNEW that there was something unusual about her!" When Luna stood up and started to glow, she held up her hands. "Hold it there, Knight of Cephied, I'm not here to fight you, I was just checking in on my new pet project."

"You..." Suzuka growled at her. "This is your fault!"

Riksfalto shrugged. "Yeah, well, whatever kiddo, she's like Lei Magnus then, if you want her to not turn into the Blue Dragon, you just gotta keep her from giving into complete despair like Lei did."

Lina frowned at the Mazoku. "Why are you telling us this?"

Riksfalto smirked at her. "Because, it's more fun to fight a human who draws on the power of a god, rather than the god itself. Besides, I wanna see what someone can do with that much Holy power running through them." The grin on her face was threatening to split it apart. "Maybe she'll be like Yuuno? I don't know, but I can't wait to find out." She laughed as she disappeared.

Spoiler for Comments:

The bike thing is a reference to All Purpose Cultural Catgirl Nuku Nuku.

Lina's Japanese VA voices both Lina and Nuku.

I was right on the money... well... kinda sort of it...

and now, only Suzuka's mysterious strength needs to be explained... or she's just unwittingly the daughter of one or even two retired super heroes and inherited their strength... or just take the triangle heart's Suzuka and mix them... :P

[Akiyoshi]

Originally Posted by Nanya01

So, let's find out about Arisa now, hmm?

Shine 1-40

Spoiler for Blood That Flows - Shine 41:

Lina blinked at the person who walked into the restaurant. "Aren't you Arisa's butler?"

The older man nodded to her. "Yes. As you were there when Miss Bannings was hurt, I thought you should know..."

"Huh?" Lina blinked before turning her head and sighing as she saw Luna trying to work the radio and being about as successful as she had been with a calculator when she first arrived. "Luna..."

"I think I figured it out already... Yes, this rolling thing here turns it off." She rolled her thumb over the dial and let out a scream while everyone else winced at the sudden increase of static that filled the restaurant.

"Miss..." One of the cooks came out and made Luna leave the radio as another one quickly dropped the volume and get some real music on. "Please, you may be the boss's sister, but you really don't know much, do you?"

Luna twitched heavily and Lina fought back a laugh. "...Why can't I fry them?"

"Because then insurance premiums would go up, I'd have to pay for court fees, I'd have trouble hiring replacements and I'd have to pay off the hospital stay." Lina said flatly as the cook started sweating heavily. "Look, just go back and cook, okay?"

He nodded at her. "Sure boss!"

"And, Luna, you really don't know anything about this world, so, please, don't try anything with the technology, you might accidentally do what I did once."

"What?" She blinked in confusion as she sat down next to Lina.

"I put a metal pan in the microwave, nearly destroyed the kitchen by accident." Lina sweat-dropped at the looks she was getting from her employees. "Hey, I'll have you know I never used a microwave until that point, okay?"

"Aren't you from Europe?"

Lina rolled her eyes. "Very poor section of Europe, they don't even have running water, okay?" She turned back to the butler. "Sorry about that, so, what was it you wanted to talk to me about?"

"Ah, yes..." He sat down at the table and looked at Lina seriously. "After Miss Bannings spent time in the hospital, I took a look into her past. I found something interesting just before she moved here to Japan."

"Wait, you haven't been her butler forever?"

He shook his head. "No, I only became her butler after she and her parents moved here to Japan."

"So, what did you find out?" Luna asked, curious.

"It seems, that just before coming to Japan, her parents spent a lot of money on something, but I can't get all the details without them around." He looked apologetic and Lina sighed softly.

"Don't worry about it, if it comes down to it, we'll need to..." She trailed off and frowned softly. "I think we may need to continue this conversation at the school." Both Luna and the butler blinked and Lina turned to look in the kitchen just as Shiro came out. "Honey, I need to head to the school, seems that our problem just got worse."

Shiro nodded to her. "Do you want me to drive you, or..."

"I can take them." The butler said as he stood up. "I have the limo outside."

"Well, it is getting close to the end of the school day." Lina stood up slowly, before grinning softly. "A limo? Haven't rode in one of those since our wedding."

Shiro chuckled and waved them off. "Just don't go picking up weird people."

Lina smirked at him. "I only did that once, dear, though, that reminds me, we need to send the pope a letter."

Shiro sweat-dropped, he remembered when Nanoha was about born, the Pope had given them a personal visit and had given Nanoha a blessing. When he asked why, the Pope said that he felt that the child would have a long, hard life ahead of her and she would need all the help she could get.

Who knew that old guy was right?

As they got to the car, Luna looked at it in slight confusion before the butler opened the door for her. "Thank you." She nodded as she got inside. "Woah..."

Lina chuckled as she was helped into the limo as well. "Yeah, it's comfy." She sighed as she relaxed into the seat. "Surprised you didn't ask to fly to the school."

"Even if you pointed me in the right direction, I'd likely miss it." Luna chuckled softly. "I need to know, Lina... How do you put up with all this weird stuff?"

"Technology?" Lina sighed and looked up, gently patting her belly. "I got used to it, really. But there's still things I don't know how to use properly." She laughed softly. "Kyouya still teases me about not being able to use a computer for more than Solitaire." Seeing Luna's confused face, she shook her head. "Don't worry about it. I'm not even legal to drive."

"You're not?" Luna blinked a few times as Lina shook her head and tapped her chin.

"Not at all, I do fine on a bike though." When Luna gave her a confused look, she laughed softly. "I can travel on a bike so fast that I've had flying machines chase me down and try to stop me." She never knew why Shiro wanted to her wear cat ears when she went biking though.

Luna's eyes were swirling in confusion and she nodded slowly. "I'll... Take your word for it."

Lina sighed softly. "How are mom and dad doing?"

"They miss you." Luna was grateful for the change of topic. Thinking about machines that could fly was hurting her head. "They want to be around for their grandson's birth."

Lina sighed softly. "I don't know if they could handle the technology. Luna, I nearly had a freak-out when I saw the stuff originally, I'm surprised..." She trailed off as Luna started twitching. "Well, that's pretty much how I was when I was around the technology at first." She sighed softly. "I don't want mom and dad to freak out when they see this stuff." Seeing her sister's look, she slumped. "Alright, but please, try to prepare them for what they're going to see, this stuff's not on that world yet."

"Yet?" Luna blinked and Lina laughed at her.

"Trust me, that world will catch up in a few hundred years." Lina sighed as she closed her eyes. "Just sit back and relax, sis."

Luna just blinked and nodded slowly.

(---)

"Momma? Daddy?" She looked around, whimpering. "Where are you?" Her eyes widened as she saw some men she had never met before just grinning at her. "Who... Who... No, stay... Stay away... STAY AWAY!" She screamed before everything went to white.

Arisa jolted awake with a scream. "That was..." She panted and shivered. "What was..." She looked at her hands and her face turned green as she saw it.

Blood. So much blood on her hands.

She started swiping at her hands, but she couldn't get it to go away. "Get off, get off..." She whimpered, before getting out of the bed and stumbling for the sink. Turning on the water to full blast, she ran her hands under it, scrubbing hard. "Get off, go away!" She pulled her hands away from the water and trembled. "Why..?" She suddenly felt ill and lurched her head into the sink, expelling the contents of her lunch as her head got soaked in the warm water. "Why won't it..." Closing her eyes after finally being unable to throw up anymore, she slumped to the ground and curled into a ball. "Go away... Go away..." Why wouldn't it go away?

"She's right in... Arisa!" Suzuka gasped as she saw her friend trembling on the floor. "Come on, Arisa..."

"Blood, won't go away, why won't..."

Suzuka blinked and looked at Arisa's hands and touched them, which caused Arisa to scream and start scooting away. "Arisa!"

"No more... Stop, no more..."

"Sleep." Luna's voice carried through the room and Arisa suddenly slumped over, out cold. "Shee..." She grabbed the girl and put her back on the bed. "What the heck is she talking about, blood? There wasn't any that I saw." Nor smelled, but she didn't need to mention the rather repugnant smell from the sink. Though the sight of running water without someone to work a pump was interesting. Clearing her mind, Luna touched Arisa in the middle of the forehead and closed her eyes.

"What is she doing?" Arisa's butler asked Lina, who shrugged slightly.

"Not sure exactly." Luna suddenly lit up like a sun and the occupants in the room had to shield their eyes.

"Interesting." Luna said as the glow faded. Turning to the others, most of whom were blinking the spots out of their eyes. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say that she's got a fragment of Cephied inside of her... Except that Cephied's dead and from my world, so..."

"The Blue Dragon then." Lina supplied, getting a nod from Luna.

"Okay, then the Blue Dragon. Heck, if I didn't know any better, I'd swear that what happened here was the opposite of our world."

"You mean, Chaotic Blue either died or was completely sealed away, but as a last act of revenge managed to slice the Blue Dragon up into several fragments and then both made servants afterwords?" Luna nodded to Lina's question. "Then maybe Death Bringer was right..." Lina muttered to herself, getting a shrug from Luna.

"Anyway, the point is, apparently the power was waking up, but someone put an additional seal on top of the one that's already on her soul, so it wouldn't wake up."

"Um..." Suzuka spoke up as she raised her hand. "What do you mean? Is Arisa not human?"

"She is." Luna nodded to the young girl. "She just has part of the soul of a powerful god inside of her. Heck, if I wasn't Cephied's Knight I wouldn't know that it was the Blue Dragon."

Lina frowned softly as she looked at the girl on the bed. "Hmm... Can you remove the seal?"

"The second one, easy enough, but if the power wakes up fully, well... We both know what will happen." Lina sighed softly and nodded.

"What will happen?" Arisa's butler asked in confusion.

Lina gave him a serious look. "Arisa will cease to exist if the Blue Dragon fully manifests itself." Suzuka, Arf and the butler all stared at her in horror.

"Bu, but..." Suzuka whimpered and Lina shook her head.

"It may not happen, we'll have to be careful when helping Arisa out, okay? I'm pretty sure that Luna can talk the Blue Dragon's soul down a bit so that it doesn't consume her completely."

Luna chuckled and nodded. "Won't be too hard, so you won't need to worry about that, it might take some time though."

Suzuka nodded and closed her eyes, praying to anything that would listen to her, to help Arisa out.

"Heh heh heh! I knew it!" Riksfalto materialized in the room, laughing at the group. "I KNEW that there was something unusual about her!" When Luna stood up and started to glow, she held up her hands. "Hold it there, Knight of Cephied, I'm not here to fight you, I was just checking in on my new pet project."

"You..." Suzuka growled at her. "This is your fault!"

Riksfalto shrugged. "Yeah, well, whatever kiddo, she's like Lei Magnus then, if you want her to not turn into the Blue Dragon, you just gotta keep her from giving into complete despair like Lei did."

Lina frowned at the Mazoku. "Why are you telling us this?"

Riksfalto smirked at her. "Because, it's more fun to fight a human who draws on the power of a god, rather than the god itself. Besides, I wanna see what someone can do with that much Holy power running through them." The grin on her face was threatening to split it apart. "Maybe she'll be like Yuuno? I don't know, but I can't wait to find out." She laughed as she disappeared.

Spoiler for Comments:

The bike thing is a reference to All Purpose Cultural Catgirl Nuku Nuku.

Lina's Japanese VA voices both Lina and Nuku.

So, Arisa is now containing the might of a God that will consume her if she didn't learn how to control her emotions and use said power ona smaller and safer scale? Sounds pretty much like a certain "Flame Haze" to me xD.

[DKN117]

I present to you all my latest work: Teana's Travels, a multi-fic series where Ms. Lanstar gets sick and fed up with the TSAB after the White Devil Incident and goes universe-hopping, getting into much moreconflict and struggle than she expected... and THRIVING off of it. Books 0 through 4 are complete; 5 is in-progress; it's gonna go to at least 10.

Book 0: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6485716/...ook_0_PROLOGUE

Book 1: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6526784/...Book_1_Spartan

Book 1.5: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6635835/...s_Book_1Point5

Book 2: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6643560/...ngs_of_Liberty

Book 3: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6671990/...Travels_Book_3

Book 4: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6686808/...Book_4_Shinobi

Book 5: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6733414/...ook_5_Magistra

No flames, please.

[Moczo]

Oh my God, an update to Infinity in a reasonable timeframe!

Well, don't get too excited. It's more like the second half of the last chapter, so it's shorter than usual. Still, I'm pretty happy with how it turned out. Read and enjoy!