Disclaimer: I do not own the marvelous FLCL, for it is owned by the gods whom occupy the sacred empire of Studio GAINAX. I am simply borrowing the name for this non-profit fan fiction story, so I beg of the gods, do not sue me!
FLCL 2094: Cry of the Aesir
Chapter One: A Not so Epic Beginning!
In the year 2001, the ethereal being known as Atomsk gave his powers to a boy named Naota Nandaba. The pirate king was to die from a mortal injury dealt by the masterminds of Medical Mecanicca, so he transferred his energy to the human for the time when MM's diabolical mastermind would reveal himself.
93 years later, that power, though dormant, had been passed down. This story is about Naota's great granddaughter, Fubuki Tsubasa, and her day to day life in the Mabase Urban area.
A speeding silver hoverbike, a 2094 Kawasaki Ninja XXL to be precise, raged towards an abandoned warehouse downtown. The rider was an extremely attractive female wearing the sluttiest of clothing: black denim coochie cutter panties and a black lingerie bra, which exposed plenty of ass and an excess of cleavage. Her hair was a long lavender and her eyes were the same color.
Several males, some in the traditional black school uniform, some in baggy jeans and wife beaters, stood outside, bearing katanas.
They knelt before her as her bike came to a stop and remained lowered until she instructed them to rise after approaching them.
"Rise my children, servants of the Yakuza."
After arisen, they saluted. "Hail Empress Nandaba!"
Fubuki's great grandfather was famous, so she decided to implement his last name into her secret Yakuza title. The power of Atomsk inside her, while mostly dormant, allowed her to possess far above average athletic ability and molded her into a fine warrior. With a sword, she was unstoppable... for a human, at least.
Japan's prefectures were all homes to separate organized crime syndicates until recently, when Fubuki crushed their leaders and assimilated the rest. Her great grandfather and grandmother would be proud.
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It was in the year 2004, three years after Mamimi set out to become a photographer and Haruko sought out the (unknown to her) dying Atomsk. Naota's life had become so tedious and boring that he couldn't bare to live anymore. Drugs and alcohol were his only escape from harsh reality. He became so addicted to the stuff that he got more than he could afford, and racked up a hefty debt with the prefectural Yakuza lords. He was given a choice: work for them to pay off his debt or be disemboweled at the scene. Needless to say, he decided to work for them.
It wasn't too much later when the mayor's daughter, his class mate and class representative, Eri Ninamori, noticed something odd about his demeanor. If it wasn't his declining grades, anti social habits, or the fact he initiated fights more and more frequently, it was woman's intuition, the intuition of a woman who was secretly in love with him for quite some time. While she didn't let her feelings be known, she demanded to know what was wrong with him. He was hesitant, but indulged her inquiry and this led to her leaving her life behind and joining him in a life of crime. It gave her a thrill that she never experienced and the close calls with death made her all the more bold, leading her to seduce her man.
Many battles ensued, and eventually Naota was able to use enough of Atomsk's power to slay his master and take the throne of the Prefectural Yakuza for himself.
And the rest... was history.
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When Fubuki got back to the Ninamori Estate (which she inherited, naturally), she noticed she had some new neighbors moving in.
They were of Caucasian descent it seemed. The woman, insanely sexy, was a blond with ice blue eyes and a fair tan. She was wearing a slutty miniskirt which barely covered the majority of her butt cheeks and a tight pink blouse which revealed generous cleavage.
The male was a skinhead with ice blue eyes and a severely shredded frame which gave off the impression he was a chronic steroid abuser and gym freak. He was wearing baggy jeans and steel boots. This male was either showing off or was the female's lapdog the way he was carrying in all the furniture and boxes by himself.
"Look who it is," the blond female whispered.
The man glanced at the approaching Fubuki and snickered, "target acquired."
She steeped on his foot with her high heel. "Don't give us away, moron!"
"Gah!"
"I'm sorry, did I come at a bad time?"
The blond lady beamed at Fubuki. "Not at all, miss..."
"Fubuki Nandaba."
"Panzerfaust Valkyrie," the blond introduced herself.
"Siegfried Blitzkrieg," the male introduced himself next.
"Germanic?"
Panzerfaust replied, "something along the lines of Norwegian, to be precise."
"Ah. Are you two a couple?"
"Just working associates," Panzerfaust answered the Yakuza Empress.
"...who have sex together for fun," Siegfried added.
"She didn't need to know that!"
Fubuki laughed. "I can tell by your reaction that he is inadequate in bed."
Seigfried growled, his veiny muscles bulging more than they did before. "You better watch your tongue, lowly hu..."
"Siegfried!"
"Yes, ma'am."
"So, miss Fubuki, do you have a boy..."
"No. There is not a man on this planet good enough for me, at least not one who is amongst the living and blood related. In other words, I'm a dyke."
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
"Blitzkrieg, leave, now!"
He dragged himself away slowly. "Yes, ma'am."
Fubuki was curious, "so, what is it that you two do?"
"We're val... Black Ops for the Norwegian military." Panzerfaust scorned herself, 'forget Siegfried, I'm the one who's going to give our identities away!'
"And your the higher ranking officer, I assume."
"Correct."
Fubuki giggled, "it's good to be a woman in charge, isn't it?"
"I guess."
The lack of enthusiasm displeased the Yakuza empress. "I guess you're straight then."
"I am, but if you think you have give me a better orgasm than my subordinate, I might change my mind." Panzerfaust winked.
"Shall we?"
"Of course. Your place?"
"Actually, I want to do it right in front of your subordinate. I want to make him jealous."
The blond blushed. 'This woman is pure evil. And to think, she inherited Atomsk's power,' the thought made her very uncomfortable.
It goes with out saying that they did the deed. Siegfried was in fact jealous, and further more intimidated when Fubuki threated to cut off his genitalia if he tried to jump in on the action.
'This,' he decided, 'is going to be the worst assignment ever.' He would rather die at the hands of his highest commanders than face this cruel and unusual torture.
End Chapter One.
