Alrighty then, first off I do not own, nor do I claim to own neither Strike Witches or Pokémon. I'll admit I'd be happy if I did, but alas I do not. Next up, I'm probably going to have one or two non-canon characters in this, but that shouldn't make much of a difference, and it's rated M due to the fact that I don't know exactly what'll happen, making it hard to class. One last thing; there are likely going to be parts of this which are inaccurate to both known universes. So, should you read this and say "Oh, that's not right, he made an error", please let me know so I can change it. I'll try to be as accurate as possible though, and avoid that happening. I... think that's about it, so let's move onto my first instalment of my first fanfiction... yeah~!
~ Strike Witches: Pokémon Crash! ~
"It's been a couple of weeks and still… still, I can't believe it. My magic - although I was sure that I had expended it trying to save Major Sakamoto from that Neuroi Core… it returned to me. Thanks to that, I was able to return to the skies with everyone… with Lynne… It makes me so happy… And I'm glad that Major Sakamoto ended up staying with us, even after she ran out of her magic. It just wouldn't feel the same. Essentially everyone's been in high spirits recently… especially Shirley. She must miss Liberion."
Yoshika Miyafuji, a young witch and a member of the 501st Joint Fighter Wing - The Strike Witches - lay on her bed with a sheet loosely spread over her body. She lay back in her original room, the first room she had once she joined the army, and was reminiscing about the past couple of weeks. Of course, her room was still as empty as ever, but that didn't matter. It would only be a few days now until the unit was despatched to their next location; it means there's less things to have to pack.
They were going to Liberion to stay; everyone was, as long as they were able. For some reason, a Neuroi Hive, or something resembling one, had appeared in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. Strange indeed, when taking into account that Neuroi appear to prefer to travel over land. It would be a bit of a trek to get there, but it seems quite urgent.
They gave everyone one day to get their things together before it was time to depart. They were set to leave early in the morning. Sitting up on her bed, Yoshika looked across her room at her small suitcase of belongings and smiled.
"It's time to start the day, then." With those words, she got up and changed into her clothes and went for breakfast and meet with the rest of the Unit.
In the seas to the East of Liberion, a few of the world's authorities on the research of Neuroi had gathered onto a battleship, a part of a reasonably large fleet - eighteen ships to be exact. They stood out on the dock, observing the reported Hive which had appeared. These ships had been ordered to survey and observe the target, ensure nothing gets close to it and record if anything emerges.
"Sir… this Neuroi Hive… ", one of the six men spoke, "it doesn't look anything like the typical hive. Are we even su-" His sentence was cut off half-way by his superior.
"Yes. It has to be. Neuroi activity has increased on Earth in recent times, and it doesn't match anything we've ever seen before." The man looked downwards, as if deep in thought. "There's no doubt about it. It has to be them…" A third man spoke up.
"Looking at it over the past three days, it seems as if it has increased in size; not by much… but it's worrying." He looked into the eyes of his superior. "If it continues at this rate, and we don't do anything… who knows what may happen…" His voice sounded calm, but his face held a worried expression. "We'll just have to continue observing it until backup arrives or it does something different. All we can do is watch and wait..."
"Thank you very much. This service you provide really helps people ," a young male who was in his mid-teens was speaking with the nurse at the counter of a medical institute, "especially those as foolish and reckless as me." A wide grin spread across the boy's face.
"To be honest, you're quite lucky. Things could have ended up being a lot worse should you have kept going." The pink-haired nurse let off a sigh before continuing. "These injuries weren't that bad, and were reasonably easy to treat. You just need to make sure to take extra precautions in the future. Stock up on supplies at the local mart. Every little thing helps." From under the counter, the nurse pulled a tray which had six round sockets in it and five of them were occupied by small, different coloured balls. "These should be yours, Mister… Cohl?"
"Yep, they're mine all right." the young boy seemed to be happy to have his belongings back. "Oh, and I know this is a free service that's provided and all, but…" Cohl places a small sum of money on the counter, "but you can have this. When you have the time, go buy something you like. I heard about an Avenue which opened last year; supposedly there's quite a bit of variety there. They might have something nice."
"Oh, but…" The medical worker stared at the money which was in turn staring back at her. "We're not meant to take payment from the public. Sorry about that." The nurse pushed the monies back towards Cohl.
"Oh really...? That's a shame…" The boy picked up his belongings and pocketed them, leaving the money on the counter. "Have a nice day, then. Hope to see you again someday." Cohl turned around and began to walk towards the exit.
"Mister Cohl, you've left your money here!" The nurse called across the room in an attempt to get his attention, earning a few strange stares from the others in the foyer. He didn't stop, but merely glanced back to her.
"Huh? What money? I didn't leave anything behind." Cohl responded in his somewhat causal and teasing voice. As he walked out into the sunshine, he chuckled a bit. Forcing people to take his money… it's like losing a fight and being mugged, but without the actual fight and mugging - just the loss of cash. "Well then," Cohl looked towards the exit gate of the city, "I guess I'd better continue on my way then." Patting his pockets and tightening his belt, Cohl continues from where he left off and heads on through the archway.