NA: Welcome to another spinoff of the Blaklight series! Hope you all enjoy it. I would also recommend playing the game itself, Blacklight: Retribution, it's a really fun game with Lego-like customization for guns.
While The Mercenary at Magic High School is on hiatus, this will be its temporary replacement in the meantime.
Yes! This is a Naruto x Kuroka pair!
Akihabara
*DING* *DONG*
"Welcome!"
A beautiful young woman with long red hair and a curvaceous figure strode through the door into a store filled with all kinds of merchandise, ranging from simple stuffed toys to model kits from different kinds of anime and mangas. The store owner merely smiled at the teenager as she had been a frequent customer of his who had purchased a lot from his store.
"Ah Rias… what can I get for you today?"
"Hello Kagutsuchi-san!" the red head known as Rias bowed to the old man, "Has the Master Grade RX-0 Unicorn I ordered arrived yet?"
"Mhmm…" the elderly man nodded as he brought the box out, showing the picture of a white mobile suit with a horn on the top its head reminiscent of a unicorn. "Just came in this morning."
Rias beamed happily as she handed out the correct amount of money needed to purchase the item, "That's great… thank you so much!"
The man simply smiled and lightly chuckled at how such a beautiful girl like her can be such an otaku, "My pleasure, you have yourself a nice day now."
"I will… thank you once again!" Rias then turned around and made her away out the door, happily holding her newly purchased item she will be spending the entire night and tomorrow assembling.
Now you are probably wondering… who is this girl? What is so special about her?
To answer that… it's simple.
She is Rias Gremory, heiress to the Gremory Clan of devils in the underworld… that's right everyone, she is a devil, a living, breathing, devil of the underworld.
And she is an otaku.
Deciding that she will take the train this time, she stepped into the train station. Sitting down on the bench, she looked to her right to see a young man her age or probably a year or two older than her, he had golden hair and the bluest eyes one could ever have. But most of all he had the most distinct whisker-like marks on his face.
"It's the whisker marks isn't it?" the young man asked with amusement laced in his face.
"Eh… oh!" Rias flushed and looked away, "Sorry… but yeah, it's the whiskers."
The young man chuckled and smiled, using his hand to comb his hair, "I get that a lot, you wouldn't be the first, that's for sure."
"Still… I'm really sorry for being rude."
"It's alright." The man shrugged before looking at the contents of her bag, "Master Grade RX-0 Unicorn Gundam… didn't that just come out today?"
"Mhmm!" she nodded enthusiastically, "I pre-ordered it, I'm going to be spending the entire night assembling this… I'm so excited!"
"Well at least it's nice to meet a fellow nerd… a rather beautiful one at that."
"Oh… thanks." She flushed a light hue of pink at the compliment given to her. Tt was strange, this young man her age was a simple human, and yet… he intrigued her. Before she could say anything, her train had arrived, "Well this is my ride… I'm Rias by the way, Rias Gremory."
"Naruto…" he told her, "Naruto Reiger."
"Well it's nice to meet you, Naruto-kun." Rias waved as the door closed, getting a return wave and a soft smile that made her blush. 'He's interesting…'
'Rias Gremory…' he thought as he repeated the name in his head, 'To think I would meet someone like you here of all places… never thought a devil would be a Gundam fan.'
Standing up and watching the train leave, he activated a device, digitizing his body and rendering it invisible to the naked eye.
He was no ordinary human…
~oOo~
The Three Factions, the ones behind the works of the world; angels, fallen angels, and devils. These three supernatural races had existed since time before, and long ago… they were at war.
Long ago there was a war that nearly destroyed it all, a war between the three that ravaged all. Of course, records of it could be found in any biblical history. In any library, and through any historical researcher. But of course this was all supernatural, and as time passed humanity believed less and less of it, further weakening the Kingdom of Heaven as believers were turning into a premium. Time came and gone, and what was left of Christianity which was still one of the dominant religions in the world amassed mostly in the Americans and Europe, these were all that was left since the birth of atheism and the beginning of Christianity's decline.
Now the angels are holding onto what is left of what they have, while they still remain strong, they are from what they used to be long ago.
Even the devils did not have it easy, for they had just recovered from a civil war to overthrow their previous leaders who wanted to continue on with the three sided war, a war that no longer held any meaning. Now under the new leadership of four satans, they had finally enjoyed the peace that many devils had longed for.
The fallen angels on the other hand resided somewhere in the underworld that had been granted to them by the newly reformed devil government.
For all three factions, they signed a treaty known as the Kuoh Treaty, it was here that all three of them signed a treaty of both peace and friendship. Along with the agreement, they will all combat the new threat known as Khaos Brigade, a rogue faction that threatens the balance of peace.
But deeper into the shadows…
There was a faction of humans with power thought impossible by most, a power that rivals the Three Factions. It was a power not of magic or any supernatural power, but it was a power created through the intellectual minds of humans. A faction that has yet to be known yet in the eyes of all, it was just a regular PMC. A simple private military company with extensive resources to build the most advanced weapons to date.
But none of the three factions know what they were truly capable of, reports of dead rogue fallen angels and devils were immediately covered up. Confusions spread as each of their bodies were littered with bullet holes. While the three factions were unclear as to who killed them, it became clear that some sort of human-made weapon was created to hurt and kill them. It was most certainly frightening news.
As they investigated the areas where the rogue fallen angels and devils were killed, they detected no trace of anyone who killed them, it was as if the humans suffered no losses whatsoever.
It was just inconceivable.
No human or humans should have this kind of power roaming freely.
~oOo~
Year 2035 AD
Somewhere in Eastern Europe
A four-man squad of soldiers – plus one – clad in black armor with the symbol of an orange skull on their soldiers crept through the dark alleyways of Country D. Behind the squad was a single soldier wielding the newest incarnation of the Kalashnikov series, the AK-470, a complete revival of the original design without its faults, using the famous 7.62x39mm round but no longer suffered from its infamous 'kick' of a recoil. It was as accurate as an American-made M-16 rifle and fired just as fast.
Strapped to his back was a custom made bolt-action sniper rifle with a suppressor installed. The man was a good six foot flat and bore a well-built body, not too muscular yet not too thin, in short he had an athletic build. Unlike the four other soldiers who wore standard gear with the Overmatch ArmetX helmets, he wore the new Dataluxe Slant-X2 helmet, a white round triangular designed helmet with improved HRV.
HRV stands for Hyper Reality Visor, a real-time viewing system that detects bio density and heat. It was a system built somewhere in Germany and was only made known to the soldiers working in the PMC, not even the world's militaries have this kind of technology. The United Nations had very little knowledge of this upstart private military company but they all were increasingly worried over the superior weapons, training, and technology they possessed for their soldiers.
They had tanks that could transform their treads into spider legs for increased mobility when in a tight situation.
They were the world's leading PMC… and nobody didn't' want to mess with them unless they were dumb enough.
"There's the building." The squad leader said as he raised his arm to stop the others behind him.
"I'll take overwatch in the next building." The extra soldier with the Dataluxe helmet said, pointing to the building next to their target. "I can set up and get a good view from there, once I'm up there have your men ready to storm in."
"Yes sir."
The sniper then made his way up, using his body to leap up the walls and grab onto the ladder. Parkour was what it was called, using the human body and surroundings as propulsion to get from point A to point B with the focus of maintaining as much momentum as possible while still remaining safe. It had become the primary training discipline for these mercenaries.
Scaling the ladders, he vaulted over to the open window before reaching the roof where he was given a good view of the half-finished building across from where he was. There he saw five fallen angels discussing their plans on what to do next, he couldn't quite hear what they were saying, but it seems their leader was quite upset.
Setting his Kalashnikov down he grabbed his sniper rifle and trained his crosshairs directly at the five fallen angels as his HRV saw through the brick wall, "Hammer 2-1 this is Disciple, I'm in position… go in on my signal."
"Copy that Disciple, moving into position."
~oOo~
"How are a bunch of humans this powerful? It's just not possible!" the lead fallen angel roared, "They're humans, they're supposed to be weak and fragile!"
"Well apparently we were wrong!" a female fallen said while nursing her wound from a gunshot wound, "And they're bullets hurt, I mean really hurt! They have bullets that can kill us, bullets made of Damascus steel!"
"This can't be happening." Another said as he looked at his fellow fallen angels while healing the wounded one. "These humans are even immune to our illusionary magic. It's just not-"
*SQUELCH*
"LARNER!" the female screamed as a single bullet ripped through her friend's head, she could only helplessly watch as her now dead comrade fell flat on the floor. The door to her front slammed open as a device was thrown into the room, emitting a flash that stunned them. Seconds later light spears were being hurled from her still able bodied comrades but they ultimately fell to the hail of Damascus steel imbued bullets tearing through their flesh.
"Deploying shield!" a soldier said as he slammed a device onto the floor and activated a wall that deflected their light spears. The female just couldn't believe her eyes, they now had the means to not only kill them but counter their abilities.
This can't be happening…
Another few seconds had only passed and her friends were now on the ground, alive at least but she feared what would happen to them, most likely interrogated.
"Khaos Brigade agents secured." One of the solders said through their black helmets.
"Good." A voice came through the radio, "Have them shipped out for processing…"
"Roger that." The soldiers then cuffed them, using some sort of inhibitors that prevented them from using their powers.
'My life is over.' The female fallen lamented.
"You stinkin humans won't get away with this!" the fallen leader barked but was then silenced by the butt of one of the soldiers' rifle, that also hurt.
"Shut the fuck up." One of them said, "You got no power here."
The leader growled but was then earned a boot to his face.
"Hammer 2-1, Disciple…" the voice in the radio was made heard once more, "No hitting prisoners… now get them and head up to the roof."
"Yes sir."
The now captured fallen angels were led up to the roof of the building where a VTOL aircraft was waiting them along with one more soldier holding a sniper rifle while a Kalashnikov assault rifle was slung over his soldier.
"All prisoners are accounted for."
"Good." The sniper nodded, "Let's go home."
The female fallen angel could only grimace at the people who captured her and her brethren, they were the light that never existed, those who work in the shadows that had sowed fear into the hearts of the Three Factions.
"Blacklight."
Disciple smirked when she heard the woman mutter the name but was cut off when the communicator in his helmet went off, "Hello? Yes… yes… REALLY? I will be there immediately!"
"Something good commander?" the squad leader asked his superior as they boarded the VTOL.
Smiling behind his helmet, the sniper nodded, "VERY good."
~oOo~
[Play Ghost in the Shell Innocence Opening: The Ballad of Puppets – Flowers Grieve and Fall]
Progress…
The building block of any civilization. It was through progress that thrusted humanity forward for millennia, it was through progress that we are what we are today. Entertainment, medicine, industry, all of it would not be possible were it not for progress.
Through progress, came the advancement of technology, entertainment rose, actors became even more famous, more famous than religion. Music became a cult following, sometimes even worshipped. Weapons got more powerful, the action got faster, the stakes got bigger than anything we have ever seen.
But it was also through progress… that the truth became blurry.
They say truth is the first casualty of war. But who defines what's true? Truth is just a matter of perspective. The duty of every soldier is to protect the innocent, and sometimes that means preserving the lie of good and evil. Sometimes the boundaries between the two don't even exist, it's just one big gray canvas.
Through technology, the advances in human medicine became bigger than ever, fully automated prosthetics were built. Genetic augmentation: DNA upgrades, altering the human body to make it whatever you want to be, pushing the boundaries of the limitations of the human body. Not creating perfection itself, but coming close to that.
And perhaps through technology, we can even cheat death.
~oOo~
Images of people throwing firebombs and whatever they could find at buildings, "…Multiple riots have been occurring all over America as Humanity Front Purists are attacking LIMB Clinics everywhere…"
"…We cannot just stand by in silence and watch as these… scientists, play God…!" a Purist declares in front of an audience of thousands of people in Detroit.
The scene then jumps to a scientist from the Reiger office in America makes a public statement in front of a large building with the symbol of a DNA strand with a pair of hands holding an apple in front of it, "…Playing God was never our intention, and it will never be our intention! We simply wish to thrust humanity forward into an age of prosperity!"
The image of a man in a talk show angrily retorts the claims from Purists, "…These luddites don't understand the benefits of fully functional cybernetic prosthetics and augmentations! Think of the war amps! The children with missing arms or legs, do they even realize how much good it has done for them!?"
A religious zealot within the Purist mass screams defiantly in front of a wall of policemen with a weapon in hand, "…This is not what God had planned for his children…!"
"…Is it wrong to want to surpass the limitations of the human body? Is it wrong to wish to better ourselves for the benefit of all…?"
"…This isn't about technology; this is about right and wrong…"
"…You think the retinal chips you buy at the mall are high tech?" a researcher retorted, "Our military is light years ahead of that. The things we use to heal ourselves, they use it to literally turn humans into weapons…"
"…The notion that the United States sponsors some sort of super soldier program is not just untrue…" the scene jumps from a politician talking to reporters to a battlefield where three soldiers are seen through a heat sensor with one soldier not having any heat on his legs, arms, and eyes. "…It is patently absurd, next question…"
The scene jumps back to the researcher, "…Neural control, voluntary limb replacement, this is happening…"
"…The only thing holding us back… is how far we are willing to go…"
[End Song]
Blacklight: Ascension
Chapter 1: Mankind Divided
Munich, Germany
Reiger Hospital
"Where is she?" a young man of twenty years with blonde hair and blue eyes, and noticeable whisker-like marks on each cheek asked the nurse in the reception, to which the reply he got was her pointing at the direction and the room number.
The man ran through the large hallways of the hospital, where he is stopped at room number 900 on the ninth floor of the hospital. There he had a look of happiness when he saw a beautiful woman with long black hair and golden eyes, holding a newborn baby wrapped in a blanket with hair as gold as his but had the eyes of the woman. "Kuroka…"
The woman lovingly smiled at the man at the door, tears of happiness flowing down her eyes, "Naruto…"
The man known as Naruto slowly walked into the room and leaned down, their lips meeting in a loving and passionate kiss before at the infant. "He's… beautiful."
"He's ours." Kuroka whispered as she was still crying tears of joy, "You gave me a future for my people."
"I promised you didn't I?" he sat down beside her and kissed her forehead, "I love you so much… I can't believe it. I'm a father."
"And I'm a mother." She looked at his eyes, his augmented eyes as she could see the tiny computers implanted into his retinas. Caressing his cheek and his whisker marks, she let one more tear slide down her cheek before smiling, "I love you Naruto, thank you."
From there, the scene of a mother and father embracing each other with their child created a perfect picture.
"It's been two years now." He quietly said while gently stroking his son's cheek, who had inherited his whisker marks. "Two years since I found you and took you into my family, two years since I fell in love with you at first sight."
"Hard to believe I fell in love to a human, but not just any human." Kuroka said, "The reincarnation of a hero long forgotten in history, a history now only known to the Yokai."
"I still find that hard to believe."
"Well believe it." She giggled before kissing him on the cheek and resting her head on his broad chest, "I love you."
"You already told me that."
"I know… I just want to say it again." She lightly nuzzled her cheek onto her son's before placing a light kiss on his forehead, "We haven't given him a name yet."
"How about Bolt?" he suggested.
"Bolt?" she raised an eyebrow and looked at her husband with an amused look, "You want to name our son after some screw?"
That of course made him pout.
"I was referring to the lightning bolt… Blitz would be his German name." he said, resting his head on his wife's, "Blitz von Reiger… prince of Germany."
"It does have a nice ring to it." She agreed, caressing her son's cheek, "Bolt it is…"
Hearing a tired sigh from the Nekoshou, Naruto's arm around her tightened a little, "You okay?"
"Just tired, giving birth does that to anyone, no matter what race you are."
"That I will not argue with." He said as he remained seated on the bed with his wife, with the baby still in her arms. "Our life has only just begun."
NA: And here we are! I am going to have so much fun, using references from both Deus Ex and Ghost in the Shell. Cyberpunk, why have I not done this before?
Would you all want to have Tachikoma in the fic? I know I would.