Author's Note: This is the first time I write fanfiction, not only in the FSN fandom, but the first time at all. So feel free to go nuts (within reasonable limits of course). Also, there will very likely be some kind of spoilers of the original content, just a heads up. All that said, let's go!
Edit: This chapter is more of a prologue consisting of a small crossover. If you wish to skip directly to the "real" content, go to next chapter directly, you won't miss anything relevant.
Prologue: Standby, Hitsuzen
A brunette walks down the streets of Tokyo. She stops and looks down at a small note with an address. She had long lost count of how many times she'd done that during the day, but if she could find her way it'd be worth the hours she'd been walking by now. She did however refuse the help she had been offered by the family of her Instructor friend. She would find her way on her own. Mostly because her friends would drag her home if they knew what she was up to. She sighed, and headed off in the direction she hoped was correct. Another good hour was spent wandering around, but eventually she was there. She honestly wondered how she'd been able to miss the house, having walked by several times. It was, after all, not a normal house. It looked Western compared to the other houses, but it was simply too weird to be a real Western house. The magic boarder that seemed to run along the fence didn't help. The brunette corrected her toy raccoon-ears (a Christmas-gift from a Red-haired friend with a funny hair-do) and opened the gate.
Just as she was about to open the door to the odd house, it was opened from inside. Two small girls, one with light-pink hair and a white dress and one with light-blue hair and a black dress smiled in the doorway (every fiber in her wanted to hug them and never let go, but she had to focus at the task at hand. The future depended on it.) and greeted her in perfect unison. "Welcome! The Mistress has been expecting you." The brunette smiled as she let them guide her through the hallway. They led her into a big room thick with smoke. A beautiful woman who looked like she was made out of noodles sat in a big couch. She wore a dress with a truly unique design. The brunette had never seen anything like it, and she had seen many things during the barely 20 years in life. The noodle-woman held a pipe in her hand, which no doubt was guilty of all the smoke in the room. Beside her stood a young man that probably just a few years younger than herself. He wore glasses and had mismatched eyes. He seemed to possess magic abilities, but they felt like they had a weird seal that suppressed them. Whatever.
"Welcome to my shop my dear. What can I do for you?" The brunette was brought back to reality with a crash when the noodle-woman spoke to her. "Thank you very much ma'am, would this happen to be the shop that grants wishes?" Not the intro she had intended. In fact, it was plainly awful. The noodle-woman, however, simply smiled. "Indeed. This is the place where people come and have their deepest desires fulfilled. And since you are here, you have one, don't you?" It felt like she was peering into the brunette's very soul. This did not scare her however. You'd have to do a lot worse than that to scare this girl. Like befriending her. But all that was of no interest right now. She was close. So close to fulfilling a year-long dream. She just had to form the words and speak it.
"I wish for you to make this anime exiting! That you turn it into something new that has never been seen before!" She spoke the words, and it felt like a multi-ton led-weight was lifted from her heart. To further emphasize her point, she showed the noodle-woman a DVD-case.
The image to the case, and with it the anime in question was showing four characters: in the upper-left corner was a dark-skinned man with white hair, wearing a tight leather outfit and some useless pieces of red cloth. Next to him was a fair-skinned girl with dark hair wearing a red shirt and a black mini-skirt and held three rubies as if they were grenades. Below her was a red-head boy in a silly shirt and that was the only thing standing out about him. At the center was a blonde girl in a strange combo of an ornate blue dress and steel armor, wielding a golden sword.
The noodle-woman looked at the case for a minute, and then up at the brunette again. You say you want me to make it exiting…Just what is "exiting" to you then?" The brunette didn't think long. "Something new, something no one has seen before in a way anyone could think of and get through with it." The noodle-woman smiled wickedly. Anyone else would've backed out, there and then, for it was not a sane smile. But the brunette took it as a good sign. So she might not be all there either. The Noodle-woman spoke again. "I understand your wish, and I will make it true. " She reached for a small metal-plate on the table and gave it to the brunette. "Take this. From it you can see the madness you now will unleash live, at any point you want. Now for the payment…" The brunette winced slightly, took a deep breath and said. "Keep the DVD…It…It is a first edition…It should be enough, right?" The noodle-woman looked over the DVD-case again, and nodded. "This is enough. Rejoice, for starting tonight, an all new reality will be yours to enjoy."
The brunette left the shop, tightly clenching the metal-plate. While noting that she had to make a quick-stop to replace the now-missing DVD so no one would notice, she could not wait to get back, and the night to fall, so she could enjoy the all-new world that up 'till this point only had existed in her dreams. The world that now would become true.