AuthorsNotes: Hi! This is my first fanfiction ever! I'm really excited! Okay, with that aside, this fanfiction takes place after StrikerS, nine years to be more exact. First of all, I'm a big fan of Vivio so I decided to write a story about her. There is also another character that is my favorite but I won't say. I want it to be a surprise. Bwahahahaha! Enjoy! :)
Disclaimer:I do not own MGLN...but sometimes I wish I did...groan
Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha MemorieS
By Alavon
Prologue: Hell's Fire
"INTRUDER ALERT! INTRUDER ALERT!"
A full Company of TSAB soldiers scrambled towards the Storage Room, magical staffs at the ready. In the 102 years of the "Section 419 Recovery" Facility history on Planet Ercoux, they have never experienced a break in. Never. They were a secret branch of the TSAB that even the Top Three have no idea that it existed. So it came to a huge shock when the alarm went off.
"Everyone in formation! Don't let any one of those bastards through! You all hear me!" yelled Commander Farloth over the alarms.
"SIR, YES, SIR!"
The 11-foot tall steel door at the end of the Storage Room began to shake violently. Every personal that was there hid behind boxes, tanks and railings that covers much of the room, waiting for the inevitable. Then...silence (the shaking stopped, not the alarm). Everyone took a peek towards the door, confusion evident on their pale faces. Minutes ticked by until finally Commander Farloth decided to take the chance to walk towards the door. He crouched low and very slowly, he inched forward, gripping his Intelligent Device with such force that it began to crack.
"Arson..."
"Yes, Boss."
"Can you use your heat sensor to see if there is anyone behind those walls?" The device was silent then replied, "No, Sir."
Farloth sighed in relief and turning around, yelled through his device,"Private Leong, please inform the staff at the Main Office to locate-" He never got the chance to finish. At that moment, an explosion shooked the large room, sending many soldiers to their deaths because of fallen boxes and tanks. Farloth himself was hit by some of the steel pieces that once formed the door. Coughing up blood, he gingerly lifted his head up and what he saw filled him with grief: balls of fire shot right passed him, engulfing many of his soldiers. Soldiers whose lives he was entrusted with. Then, to make matters worse, boxes began to catch on fire with the items inside which many were filled with explosive chemicals, changing the Storage Room into a scene from hell. The sprinklers must have been turned off.
"Well, well, well. Look who we got here." A cold, drawling voice came from above but Farloth couldn't see who. He lost movement in his body and he couldn't look much above him since he was on his stomach.
"They all look pitiful. I can't believe that this is all it takes to bring them down. I didn't even use 5% of my power. Not even worth our time." The Commander was suddenly kicked toward a wall like a rag doll. The stranger was laughing hysterically.
"What comes up, must come down!" he sang.
The Commander groaned, spitting out more blood. He lost his Device after the explosion and with his body paralyzed, he couldn't do anything to avenge his fellow comrades whose screams can still be heard over the alarm.
"Ha! What should we do to him? Tell you what, why don't you finish him off while I go into Room 666," said the stranger to another unknown person. Farloth choked. Did the guy say ROOM 666? That room is so top secret that only ten personals in Section 419, including himself, knew what was behind it. How did that guy know?
"Don't be too easy on him!" With that said, the guy left, leaving the Commander with another person (or persons, he wasn't so sure). What is going to happen to him?
"I'm sorry but it's an order I cannot refuse." Farloth couldn't believe his ears. The other stranger was a women! But what surprised him more was the fact that she really did sound...sorry...
"Corvich, Assault form." Maybe it was his imagination.
A male voice responded,"Yes, sir."
The Commander smiled. So, this is it? he thought, bitterly. I guess I deserve it. If he was going to die at least he'll die seeing his killer. With his remaining strength, he opened his eyes and slowly looked up. What he saw was not what he expected.
"You!" he gasped, ignoring the sudden pain. "According to the report, you're supposed to be dead!"
"I am dead..."
There was a bright yellow light and...he knew no more.
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AN: So...what do you think? Was it any good? If it was horrible I apologize but reviews would be appreciated even the fire ones. The next chapter would be up soon...when I finish it. GROAN
