Well umm... here we go into the the new story I guess to Major Mike Powell III thank you very much sir and also thanks for helping me fix up this chapter *salutes*


Love Live Rising: Muse Revengeance

Chapter 1: 9 Years Ago…

A stage... filled with multi-colored lights, huge screens and spotlights reaching high into the sky.

This was the school idol tournament finals of the event known as Love Live. It had been a long, hard journey…and just behind the stage, stood nine beautiful young ladies, clad in amazing, hand-made outfits.

"Maki-chan nya~!" An orange-haired girl said as she quickly hugged the redhead next to her, causing her to blush hotly in surprise.

"R-Rin! P-Please stop that!" Maki replied to Rin, ever the tsundere, embarrassed by public displays of affection.

"As long as Rin gets a consolation. Chu-nya~" Rin said as she leaned in for a kiss on Maki, which the redhead seemed almost willing to accept and return, but…

"Ara? What's this? Rin-chan, if you're going to do that, why not later, after we perform, hm~?" A busty, purple-haired girl said with a lyrical giggle.

"Aah!" "Nya~?!" Both girls were surprised at Nozomi's statement. As usual, they tended to get lost in their own little world of kittens and diamonds.

"Still, let's give it our all!" An orange-haired girl said with energy, giving her fellow school idols a dazzling smile.

"YES!"

"1"

"2"

"3"

"4"

"5"

"6"

"7"

"8"

"9"

"μ''s MUSIC…START!"

And with that, μ's set off to perform on the stage.

Little did they know…this performance would soon be their last.

-o-o-o-

High above the Love Live venue, a small, all-black, sleek aircraft flew around the area, its cameras looking down on the Love Live stage.

The UAV's operator saw everything the drone did on a holographic screen before him. Suddenly, tiny yellow marks in the shape of a wasp's head appeared on the scene. Some of those marks stood among the audience, and others…appeared from within the venue itself.

And then, nine red marks appeared on the Love Live stage. One of the yellow insect-like marks on the screen let off a beep.

"Valkyrie has entered the stage. I repeat Valkyrie has entered the stage." Came a man's voice on the radio.

"Copy that. This is Preda Command. Preda-1, get set for phase II."

"Preda-1 confirms." The hooded man in the audience replied, going in the other direction.

-o-o-o-

After the initial song was done, the people still wanted more, cheering "ENCORE!" with all their might. This earned them a second performance, a song that Muse had wanted to sing for a long time now…

"Tonde tonde takaku bokura wa ima no naka de…"

The lyrics of μ's filled the stadium and everywhere, people sitting in the audience and watching at home were screaming in joy.

In the audience were two young girls, cheering as loudly as they could, waving their light sticks.

"Oh my God! They are SO amazing! I can't believe it…they look dazzling!" Arisa cheered, screaming at her companion so she could hear her over the loud volume of the stage's speakers and the crowd. Yukiho turned to look at her adorable girlfriend, smiling as wide as she could, her eyes twinkling.

"Of course they are! This! This is everything they worked for! This is their reward, and it's glorious!" Yukiho cheered, grabbing her girlfriend and holding her tight, the two girls excitedly jumping up and down.

"Kagayaki wo matteta" with that, the song ended.

That wasn't the only thing that ended, however…

-o-o-o-

"Preda-2 here. All charges are set in section Alpha."

"Preda-3. Likewise."

"Preda-4. Ready."

"Preda-5. All set."

"Excellent. Do it. Terrorize."

And just like that…everything changed.

A massive explosion shook the stage from below. Several more blasts took out the supports, causing the stage to collapse with μ's on it, the massive screen behind them cracking and exploding into a shower of sparks and heated glass, quickly collapsing in on itself…right down on top of Muse.

"Ahhh!" Arisa screamed as a piece of burning glass struck her right shoulder, falling down to her knees and clutching the bleeding wound. Yukiho was quick to drop down and check her girlfriend, her eyes widening in shock upon seeing the ugly wound on the quarter-Russian girl's shoulder.

"Arisa-chan, oh my God!" Yukiho cried. Arisa gritted her teeth and fought through the pain to turn to look at the stage…or where it used to be.

"I…I'll live…gah! B-But what about…onee-chan!" Arisa cried as she stumbled away from Yukiho, the shard of glass still stuck in her shoulder, looking around desperately for her big sister.

She and Yukiho found Eri laying on her side, one arm bent in a way an arm is not supposed to ever bend, her foot trapped under a piece of burning rubble, and huge gashes on multiple critical parts of her body, her white and black outfit stained in blood.

"Oh…oh my God! Onee-chan! No!" Arisa whimpered as she draped her torso over Eri's in an awkward, desperate hug. Yukiho felt her heart break at the sight…but then, she felt it shatter upon seeing her own big sister, Honoka, her stomach impaled on a loose beam, and pieces of her outfit burning away.

Yukiho let out an inhuman scream of sorrow, rushing over to Honoka and falling to her knees next to her, her throat so raw that she couldn't even speak her sister's name.

Then, there was the sound of sirens as emergency services finally arrived.

Due to their own injuries, Yukiho and Arisa were pulled away from their sisters and friends to be treated on-site, while Muse's wounded, dying bodies were all loaded onto a small convoy of ambulances and taken away to the hospital.

Meanwhile, the reconnaissance UAV flew off in another direction.

-o-o-o-

"This is Command. Preda Unit, proceed to phase III."

"Confirmed. Preda Team is moving to phase III."

-o-o-o-

A blonde girl with glasses tapped away at her tablet, sighing in dismay and sadness.

"Commander Boris, sir…" She sighed. "Our team failed to protect μ's. They are now on the way to the hospital." Sitting behind his desk in the control room, the tall Russian sighed and nodded, standing up from his chair.

"I understand, comrade Courtney. Send a team to meet that ambulance convoy and keep μ's protected." Boris replied to the girl. She quickly nodded and tapped tablet.

"This is Command to all Maverick units. Goddesses are down. I repeat: Goddesses are down. All teams are to divert to Area 5 over," Courtney said to the radio as she transmitted orders.

"This is Alpha Team. We're the closest unit. We're on it."

-o-o-o-

The ambulance sirens echoed in the eerily quiet street as they made their way to the nearest hospital. Suddenly, several black vans appeared out of nowhere to block the emergency convoy. The driver of the lead ambulance stopped and looked at the black van in front of them.

"Wh-What is going o-?" The poor bastard was cut off by a bullet that shattered the ambulance's windshield and put a hole in his forehead, making him fall forward, face-first into the steering wheel. His partner sitting next to the man couldn't even let out a scream before he too was shot in the head, this time by a man standing outside the passenger side window.

The men in the vans were quick to shoot down all the medical personnel, wearing black military fatigues with faceguards and a wicked wasp's face on patches on their left shoulder.

Leaving the dead bodies where they lay, the Preda Team took the bodies of Muse, loaded them carefully into their vans, and soon took off back into the night.

"All callsigns, this is Preda-1. We have the precious cargo. Valkyrie is secure and proceeding to exfil Fenrir," the team commander said as their convoy drove off.

Barely a minute later, another van arrived on the scene. Maverick's Alpha Team quickly dismounted…but once they saw all the dead bodies and checked the empty ambulances, they lowered their weapons and the leader spoke into his radio.

"This is Alpha Team...Goddesses are lost. Repeat…Goddesses are lost. They got here before us. I'm sorry, sir."

Radio silence followed for a short, uncomfortable moment.

"Roger that. Gather as much intel on the site as you can and return to base."

"Yes sir. On it." The squad leader replied and he and his team did as instructed.

-o-o-o-

Several days pass after the tragedy at the Love Live.

The fate of μ's remains uncertain.

Two weeks later, Muse are declared dead. Otonokizaka Academy holds a week-long memorial service for their beloved idols, setting up a small shrine in the Idol Research Club to honor their memory.

Their families are devastated and outraged that they don't even have their daughters' bodies to bury.

People come up with theories, conclusions, yet no one can figure out who set up the attack at the Love Live venue, why they did it, why Muse was targeted, and what became of them.

One thing was a fact, though: μ's is gone.

9 years later…

"W-What is this?!" Yukiho screamed as she checked the file sent in the mail to her by somebody calling themselves "Deep Throat".

Yukiho's hands clenched into fists so tightly, her finger nails drew blood against her palms. Arisa is stunned into silence, one hand gingerly clutching her shoulder, as if feeling some kind of phantom pain.

"All callsigns, this is Preda-1. We have the precious cargo. Valkyrie is secure and proceeding to exfil Fenrir." The man in the video spoke before hopping into a van and driving off.

Once they got over the initial shock, Yukiho and Arisa were outraged and proceeded to write about this discovery right away.

In the 9 year gap since that fateful day, Yukiho had gained recognition as a journalist, with Arisa being a businesswoman who in turn managed Yukiho's company.

Also, in a rather unexpected encounter some time after the attack on μ's, Yukiho and Arisa started hanging out with Kokoro, the younger sister of μ's member Yazawa Nico.

After finding the video, both Yukiho and Arisa contacted Kokoro, who was equally shocked, yet they agreed that it would be better if Yukiho handled the situation, seeing the younger Kousaka was the only one journalist among them.

Arisa and Kokoro retained a promise of silence.

Soon Yukiho started publishing works about the incident. However, she was censored. The three deduced it was the same people who attacked μ's 9 years ago.

Yukiho persevered, but then, one night…

"Argh!" Yukiho screamed as she fell to the ground after a powerful kick to the stomach.

"Yukiho-chan!" Arisa screamed at the top of her lungs as she rushed to her lover. The auburn-haired young woman glared at their assailant in defiance.

Faceguard showing no emotion, a black figure raised his machete-like weapon.

"Preda-5…eliminating target."

'I-Is this it...?' Yukiho thought, clutching onto Arisa, the two women closing their eyes.

And then…

A sword suddenly went through flesh, bone and…something else.

Yukiho opened one eye…and saw the assassin standing still, as if frozen in time…before his body suddenly split into two pieces, after a clean diagonal cut across his torso exploded with blood.

The girl screamed in terror and shock at the sight of the assailant's sliced body falling to the ground…but she then saw a man with a white and grey…cybernetic…body, a handsome face, silver hair and blue eyes standing behind the severed corpse…a sword cackling with electricity held securely in his right hand.

The man raised a hand to his ear.

"This is Lightning-1. Artemis and Aphrodite are secure. Proceeding to bring them both to home base." The swordsman then reached his hand out to Yukiho and Arisa, who were huddled together, helping each other stand up on wobbly legs. "Come with me if you want to live." He spoke cooly, before a helicopter hovered above them and then, moved to land a few yards away, a blue and yellow "M" symbol emblazoned on the side of the tail.

"…O-Ok." Yukiho said as she reached for their savior's hand.

-o-o-o-

A couple of hours and an awkward, long helicopter flight saw Yukiho and Arisa sitting on a comfortable couch inside a white and blue lounge room, sitting across a tall man with a moustache.

"Who are you?" Yukiho asked. The man was about to reply, but the door to the room slid open with a hiss.

"They are Maverick Security," Kokoro said as she stepped in, trying to keep her composure, as they could see from the frequent sniffles and dried tear trails on her cheeks.

"Kokoro-chan?! What happened?" Arisa asked in shock, Yukiho and her standing up to run over to the younger woman. Her garnet eyes glistened with unshed tears.

"Kokoro-chan..." the Kousaka woman asked again, this time, carefully. "What happened?"

"Yukiho-chan... a person…a woman came into…our house...and killed everyone," Kokoro couldn't hold her tears and hugged both Yukiho and Arisa, sobbing. "Mama…Kokoa-chan…even…oh my God! Even Koutaro-kun…she killed them all!" She cried, hugging Yukiho with one arm while Arisa held her other, shaking hand in her own.

"Ladies, we know who did this to you three…and your sisters, too," the man in the room with them spoke grimly. They turned to look at him and asked simultaneously.

"Who is it?!"

Boris stood up and with a hand motion, the room's walls were covered in different holographic screens, some of them displaying war crime news, pictures of war zones, and some other screens displayed an insignia with the design of a wasp's face. The young women all gasped.

"They are Predacon Enterprises. They are a Private Military Company, or PMC, like us. You three may not have noticed, but the past decade has been very ripe for the services of PMC's, with war zones across the world. It's a very lucrative business, and we, Maverick, we are more of a Private Security Provider. However, Predacon Enterprises…those guys are massive warmongers, and they don't just hire enforcers for their forces…but they also kidnap and transform people that fit their purposes…into cyborgs."

Boris stopped his explanation to display more screens of military cyborg specifications and blueprints. He let the information sink in on the young women. Arisa looked like she would puke, Kokoro was stunned and Yukiho looked grim. Boris looked down in shame.

"That is what they did to μ's. Those young ladies were already on Predacon's crosshairs since their very debut, and they took steps to capture them and ensure their "initiation" into Predacon Enterprises. We…found out about this too late. Way too late. Predacon Enterprises were three steps ahead of us. We failed to stop them." Boris stopped to walk over to the three young women, now huddled close together, deep in sorrow. Boris placed a gentle hand on Yukiho's shoulder.

"Comrade Kousaka. I offer you Maverick Security's protection for you, your relatives and friends. All free of charge." He smiled gently. Yukiho looked at him carefully…before giving a determined nod.

"T-Thank you, Boris-san. We owe you our lives. We gladly accept your offer. We'll be in your care." And she shook the Russian's hand.

"Please. It is our pleasure. To be honest, you have already been helping 've been trying to expose Predacon Enterprises for years, yet those bastards have many powerful friends and connections, always hiding everyone of their deeds. Please, do not give up hope. There is still a chance for us all to bring Predacon Enterprises to justice."

"Yes, thank you" Yukiho said. She felt Kokoro's hand on her shoulder, giving it a squeeze. Yukiho turned to look at the younger girl, who smiled gently at her.

"Yukiho-chan, I'll do everything I can to help, too. You see, I studied a special course: Cybernetic engineering and nanomachines..." She spoke and seemed unfazed by the looks of disbelief Yukiho and Arisa gave her. "I'm studying cyborgs. And if μ's were indeed turned into cyborgs...I'll be able to help fix them up." Kokoro explained, and then looked at Boris. "Granted, if I have access to the proper equipment, Boris-san." The Russian smiled and gave Kokoro a thumbs up.

"Of course, Comrade Yazawa. You're quite the prodigy, aren't you? You'll have full access to our cyborg technology. I'll appoint you a tutor. She's our finest expert on cyborg technology."

"Thank you, Boris-san." Kokoro said, giving the man a curt bow. Yukiho smiled in relief, hugging Arisa close to her.

'One day, Onee-chan…we will see each other again.'

Time went on, and soon, Yukiho's own firm, Kousaka Journalism, was writing stories about the tragedy that befell μ's, as well as exposing everything possible on Predacon Enterprises' crimes.

-o-o-o-

A female cyborg was submerged in a man-sized tank full of what appeared to be shimmering blue water, her face obscured by a sharp-looking faceguard. She was silent and still, floating on the water, with a myriad of cables and hoses hooked up to her body from behind.

"System starting…" a voice said from a monitoring station outside the small chamber with the tank holding the cyborg in it. A buzzing, electrical sound was heard throughout the chamber, the sound of something powering up.

"Muse-01 is active. I repeat: Muse-01 callsign 'Leader' is active. 'Leader', confirm activation."

The cables and hoses hooked up to the cyborg suddenly detached themselves with hissing noises. The woman then stood up smoothly, rising from the water and quietly stepping out of the tank.

"Muse-01 callsign 'Leader'...confirms." She answered in an emotionless monotone. Then, a panel on the wall before her popped out with a hiss and some steam came out of it. The cyborg looked at it, and saw a serrated High Frequency blade, crackling with electricity and glowing blue.

"'Leader', your mission...eliminate Kousaka Yukiho."

The cyborg picked up the sword.

"Muse-01 'Leader'…" The cyborg's faceguard then opened up from the middle and slid onto the sides of the woman's head...her wet hair a stunning ginger, and her eyes an electric baby-blue.

"Mission confirmed."


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