Zany Guilty Gear: A New Beginning
Disclaimer: I do not own Sammy Studios or Arc System Works. However, the original characters that appear in this fic, including Nazareth, are mine. If I make mention of any scenes from any fics that aren't mine, I will state it in the end of the fic.
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"Nazareth..."
Her voice...
"Nazareth..."
It calls me...
"Nazareth..."
Always monotone...
"Nazareth... Wake up, my sleepy head..."
I just wish she had let me sleep more. The window beaming with the bright sunlight; the oaken foot of my bed; pale blue walls, dotted with wavy lines; green and white knit sheets; the first sights I saw when my eyes collected themselves together. It was another beautiful day in my life. I slide myself out of the sheets and off the bed, stretching my arms and legs as far as I can stretch them. I gazed at myself in the mirror, seeing myself in such complete disarray.
Wow... the only things that aren't messed up are my plain white shirt and my boxers. My hair's all a mess. Blond and blue patches of hair are looming over my face, so I had to part them with my fingers. I whip my hair back, and crease through it with my fingers, tying it up in a ponytail. I go over to my closet and pull out a few things that'll make up my clothing for today.
This really is my usual outfit that I wear: near-tight black pants, then slide a baggy pair of beige shorts over them. Then I pull out my long-sleeved blue and white shirt, and throw it over my head and through my arms, and out the collar. I then look at myself again in the mirror; NOW I looked much better.
Next, I ensure myself a good day by fixing myself up in my bathroom. I said 'my' bathroom, because my mother and father have their own, next to the master bedroom. I never really cared to wonder what was in there, or bothered to go check for myself. I don't hear any voices or sounds coming from downstairs, so I'm assuming my parents just went out to town.
I may as well head out too, and see if the gang was coming here to dock. I make it to the door, reach out and put on my shoes, open the door, and out I went. Every time I look back and see my house, it always fills me with awe. My parents were oddities, but they came together, somehow got this mansion built in the quiet town of Verdant, got lines of work, and had me. I always smile at this place, and I'm one who always tends to smile.
So I walk the path from my house, going down the main way, heading over to the busy part of Verdant, including the district where airships and air transports made stops for supplies. I feel the slight breeze, and I can tell from that that it's gonna be a good day. I look ahead to see the forty-degree incline that goes on for about half a kilometer. I breathe deeply, and smile.
"I'm gonna run at this one, clear the steep, and maybe land at the end of the road even!"
I start running, just to get myself going. I pick up my pace, trying to wake up my senses. I lean my body down, and swing my arms back, cutting my resistance. I can feel them waking up on my back: my wings. One white, one black, both of them are feeling the speeding air around them. They flap once, and now my legs aren't even touching the ground. My body feels like a projectile speeding along the road, and at the beginning of the incline, I push my body up high into the air!
I have blond and cerulean hair; one eye's crimson red, the other emerald green; wings on my back, I feel like an angel on Earth, as I look down at the grass, trees, and road that I am trying to overpass. I was told that I was an angel... no, I am not... I carry Gear blood inside me, from my mother's side; the very blood of the beings I despise the most, save for her... I smile wide... My name is Nazareth!
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Flashbacks, and the Prophecy of the fiery Badguy!
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Finally, back to 3rd person perspective/God view.
Unfortunately, as he cleared the hill, his face plopped onto the ground, his body dropping down. He picked himself off the dusty road, dusted himself off, and picked up a speedier pace along the road. He sighed delightfully at the soft country scenery, feeling his feet no longer touch the ground, floating along.
"I had the longest sleep, that's for sure... what with all the interesting dreams I had." Nazareth thought to himself. He looked at the time on his watch, and his eyebrow twitched a slight at the time being forty minutes past noon. "And those strange visions..."
To clarify, before Nazareth woke up in the intro, he was dreaming a LOT of things. He dreamt...
Of a British time traveler with twin chain and sickles whom he engaged with in conversation
Of an Australian who was possessed by spirits
Of a charismatic American who lived in a ship with lots of girls, and his anchor-toting first mate
Of a burly Zeppian man who strived to be an artist
Of many faceless people, including a woman named Jacky whom he separately dreamt he saved from faceless (from Sheo Darren's fic, the World Within and Without)
Of two Japanese people, a male and a female, and an American Japanese-wannabe, who jumped into a portal in the ancient ruins of Abenobashi
Of a regular boy, a doctor, and the long-dead Gear Messiah who were attempting to stop a long missing threat called P4...
Of an officer of the Holy Order, and his love interest, as they were falling into nothingness...
Of two assassins and a vampire who left a Shadow Weapon named Eddie to fend off a massive Gear
Of his parents when they were younger and courting, with the black-robed guardian of his princess...
And most disturbingly of all, of a raging American Gear bathed in flames, holding the sacred Fuuenken, muttering the words "I will kill you"...
He paused his floating, shuddering in primal fear at the thought of that Gear, as he stopped ahead of the entrance to the main district of Verdant. Lots of trees and buildings were laid out as the general mapping of the vibrant life. He walked in, pulling out from under his black wing his father's old prized yo-yo. He swung it playfully, snapping his wrist back up to call it back. He whistled a tune to himself, needlessly kicking small bits of dirt just above the ground.
He didn't really care of what people thought, so he makes not even the slightest effort to hide his unnatural wings from the eyes of others. Nazareth even cockily spreads his wings out from time to time, except when someone wants to walk by him. People would often say 'Hi' to him, even if he appears to have wings growing out his backside. These are the people he loves.
His eyes peered up, seeing a massive airship fly over to the docking station not too far from where they were. His eyes lit up with excitement. "Alright! Mai-Den and the Mako Pirates have finally come to port!" And with a speed that matched his excitement, he hovered very fast towards the tower that held up the docking station.
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"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!"
Sol Badguy, Ky Kiske, and Jam Kuradoberi have been falling for a long time. (See the discontinued Guilty Gear series of mine: Guilty Gear Messed Up!) Having escaped the odd realm of the movies, and Sol having lost his viewtiful self in the process, they have been falling in pitch darkness for quite some time.
"When are we gonna land?" Jam cried out in terrible panic.
"Hmm..." The fiery Gear had given up the screaming habit, knowing that it wasn't going to get him anywhere. "I've been having this strange vision while I slept..."
"Really?" Ky asked genuinely.
"How can you sleep when we've been plummeting?" Jam added.
"Shut up." He cleared his throat, and then carried on. "I don't know where we'll end up, or when we'll end up there, but the damn freaking vision told me to seek out an odd-looking boy with wings."
The other two looked at him.
Feeling the odded-out eyes staring at his person, Sol cocked his eyebrow. "Don't look at me like that. Anyway, when I see this kid, I will stab him repeatedly, as I believe he's the one responsible for all of this... either him, or that donkey-toothed Axl."
"Aiya... aren't you chummy with that British fellow?" Jam inquired.
"...Yeah, but sometimes, he irritates me to no end!"
Then suddenly, before them, they were becoming coated in a bright, searing light.
"HEAD TOWARDS THE LIGHT!" Ky urged his two fellows.
"FACK YOUR GOD! AND FACK YOUR LIGHT!" Sol angered out, trying to jump in the massive fall. Seeing the light take his French rival and the Chinese waitress, he finally shrugged his shoulders, laying back and wondering where this will take him. "You took the words right out of my mouth..."
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"Ora, onei-san... this shining light is just too much!"
Anji Mito cried out, as he, his female companion Baiken Seishino, and their good pal Chipp Zanuff, continued to carry on through the white-lit tunnel that was opened to them after lining up the four gods. (Guilty Gear Messed Up!) Unsure of where this will take them, the three of them still continue to boldly cross this barrier.
"Shut up, baka! I can feel it on the other side!" Her gruff demeanor pushed him back slightly.
"Feel what!"
"Holy Zen!" Chipp squeaked. "I feel like my reality is being torn up here!"
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(Back to this time)
Nazareth finished his ascent up the steps, seeing the main hatch of the Mako Pirate's Air Nautilus ship open up. Out stepped a woman who was in her mid thirties, in a blue dress and bandanna hiding tan-colored hair, with tan colored skin and bronze eyes.
"Hello, Miss April!" Nazareth called out to the woman. "How are you?"
Her eyes were alive with the shine of a life in the air, as a pirate who served under the great Johnny once. "I'm very fine, thank you for asking."
From behind April's back popped out a little boy. He has dirty blond hair covered in a large black hat, brown eyes; he wore a large orange shirt, black pants, and was holding a small anchor behind his back. Granted, the anchor was actually a wooden one painted gray, and it was also a sheath that held something inside it.
"Ohayo, Nazareth-kun!" The little boy just beamed happiness.
He laughed to himself, patting and messing up the youngster's hat and hair. "Ohayo, Mai-Den."
"Hey! I'm the Captain, remember?" Mai-Den pointed out.
"Right." He smiled, and saluted him. "Permission to come aboard, Captain Mai-Den of the Mako Pirates?"
"Permission..." The little guy saluted back at the taller of the two males present. "Denied!"
All Nazareth could do was face-fault. He dashed over, and started noogieing the boy, his tears coming down in a childish waterfall. Mai-Den was needlessly gibbering on and on about how Nazareth was a meanie, especially since Undine personified from his white wing and helped to noogie the little Captain.
"WAAAH! You two are mean!" He pouted as he finally broke free from their hold.
Suddenly a big bearded man came out of the hatch. "Captain Mai-Den, sir, I am curious as to what is next on our schedule."
He picked himself off the ground, and walked up to the 6' muscled man. A look of professionalism caressed his visage. "I believe we have to pay a little visit to Zepp next, and meet with president Potemkin. Alert the crew that we will be leaving in five minutes."
"Yes sir!" He saluted before heading back into the ship.
He turned back to his pal Nazareth, and his 'mother' April. He broke down in squeals. "I love running the shots!"
"Would you like to come with us, Nazareth?" April asked.
He shrugged his shoulders. "Sure, why not? Between living in an Awe of She and A Simple Life, I won't mind taking in the sky again."
"You wanna come just to see Sheena, don'tcha?" Mai-Den blurted, causing his cheeks to be pinched by his quarter-Gear pal.
"I'm very sure she would like to see you too, Nazareth." April added. "She always tells me all about how she waits for you to come back to the Mako Ship."
"How can she?" Mai-Den asked. "She's mute--" Unfortunately, that got a reaffirming smack to the back of the head. "OW!"
"That was rude of you, 'Captain'!" April scolded.
"Don't worry, I'll come with you guys anyway." Nazareth smiled, as he followed the other pirates into the confines of the Mako Ship.
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(Back to another part of what was my old story)
Dr. Faust, Justice, and little Jimmy McDungery we're staring up into the sky, seeing a massive machine with tentacles ravaging a deserted city.
"What's going on?" The boy asked.
"It appears that our contact with P4 in The World, has given it enough energy to come back and take out the REAL world!" Faust said calmly.
Justice roared angrily, drawing out massive weapons from her body. "If this monstrosity thinks that this world is it's for the taking, then I'll just have to remind it that it belongs to the lovely GEAR MESSIAH that is ME!"
"I thought you were a man, Mr. Justice." The little boy said.
"Yeah, I thought so too," Justice refrained from firing her massive weapons. "But then I did a helpful meditation for a quick second or two, which I then found out that I truly was a lady!" Her weapons were now once more pointing straight up. "Now, freak, taste my mighty weapon!" Her laser weapons were now charging up, aiming straight at the monster. "GAMMA RAY!"
A pure white, massive beam overwhelmed the monster, making it shrivel up and die in a stupid way.
"Yay! You saved us, Ms. Justice!" Little Jimmy cheered, accidentally knocking the Gear Messiah down, face first.
"What did I say about you knocking me down with that, you little human brat!" The crimson-haired being whipped her tail, knocking Dr. Faust out of the way.
"Sekai saidai no watashi ga yande shimau to ha anyoninyuni!" Faust screamed as he was sent into the sky.
Suddenly, their areas we're becoming enveloped in a similar white light. Oddly enough, the mechanical-looking Justice didn't mind the little child holding onto her leg, as they, and the surrounding area, were taking in by the light!
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"JOHNNY! JOHNNY!"
Potemkin called, as he lumbered out of the medical ward, and grabbed the katana-wielding pirate in his mighty grasp.
"Yeah, big guy, what is it?" Johnny inquired.
"It's that winged boy, Nazareth. He's disappeared!"
"WHAT?" Johnny raised his eyebrow. "What do you mean he's 'disappeared'?"
"I had just finished tending to his wound in his calf, and I was about to wrap the wound in a bandage, but when I turned around, he just... vanished."
"Okay... Methinks Dizzy WILL try to find him, since she said he was a nice boy."
"Johnny!" A female voice cried out. It belonged to the anchor-wielding May. "A white anomaly is approaching fast!"
"What kind of--"
Before he could even finish his sentence, the entirety of the ship, the ship exterior, and the inner cabins and rooms, were all coated in the white light, and lots of warping sounds could be heard.
"BITCHIN'!" Johnny screamed before his crew was engulfed.
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The flash of a scythe; the grind of a string and metal.
Bridget and Testament were fighting each other, with the supposed 'Angel of Death' becoming very irritated at the cross-dressing boy's persistence. Both held a good reason to fight, and both involved the fair princess Dizzy. Testament didn't want to let her fall into any pathetic human's hands. And Bridget wanted to prove that he had what it took to devote himself to protecting and caring for her.
"Just fall down, pathetic boy..." Testament warned.
"I'll show you..." Bridget met his voice with the same tone.
"Testament! Bridget-kun! Stop!"
Was all Dizzy said before... yeah, you guessed it... the three of them were sucked in. And let's just say everyone else got sucked in too. Big major whoop. Read up on (Guilty Gear: Messed Up) to catch up with the others...
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(Back to the current timeline)
"NAZARETH-KUN!" The boy Captain yelled out.
"What is it, Mai-Den?" Nazareth inquired.
"Wh-what's that?" He sounded very freaked out, pointing to a pure white anomaly hovering right above the deck of the Mako ship. And to their eyes, a white and red clothed individual fell out of it, landing on the hardwood surface of the deck.
Almost suddenly, the quarter-Gear clutched his sides, as his wings started flaring up. "Necro... Undine, what the hell's up with the both of you?"
As the two of them stepped out to see the man, they saw the semi-injured man getting up. He dusted himself off slowly, and then he proceeded to take a look around his surroundings.
"Wow..." Mai-Den said in awe. "I like your hair, mister!"
Nazareth, however, doubled back a good foot. The spiky brown hair with a ponytail; white and red threads; the word 'FREE' encrypted in his belt buckle; the Fuuenken in his hand; this was the Gear in his dream vision.
"He must be the reason why Necro and Undine are acting like this...!"
"Hey, boy!" The fiery rage of Sol Badguy called to Mai-Den. "Where the hell am I?" He was about to yell louder at the shaking boy Captain, but he then stared blankly at Nazareth. "You..."
"Mai-Den, get everyone to the farthest part of the ship, NOW." Nazareth commanded in a rarely shown authoritative tone.
"This must be your fault in some way..." He smirked, before his sword started to bathe itself in self-produced flames. "I will kill you, boy..."
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"Chief? CHIEF? Where are you?" Axl yelled out, walking around in endless light.
"Oy! Wait for me, mate!" Zappa chased behind him.
"OH! I bet I did something again... WHY ME!" Axl clutched his head, screaming.
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This is only the beginning... it might be a bit before I work on more of this, so please have this for now. Nazareth and Mai-Den are my characters, so if you want to use them in your fics, a little recognition is in order. And kudos goes to me ol' peep, Sheo Darren. I give my props out to him.
(I'll update this whenever possible.)