Disclaimer – Sekirei belongs to Sakurako Gokurakuin. I make no profit from this whatsover.
(a/n) – so i had a bit of a plot bunny that got stuck in my head and threw out my other plot bunnies. i did cherry pick a few things from the sekirei wiki since i havent fully read the manga so there miiight be a few things that dont quite square with canon.
okay, there are prolly are a lot of things.
alright i made up a bunch of it.
anyhow, this probably wont stretch out for very long, definitely fewer than 10 chapters, but i hope you enjoy it
Bright.
I opened my eyes to a brilliance that made me immediately blink in pain as I saw light for the first time in my life. There was a darkness at the edges of my vision and I turned my head to see a raised wall just centimeters from my face. I turned the other way to find a matching wall positioned identically. Looking down along my body I saw I was covered with a soft, white material, with yet another wall past my feet.
There was an odd whirring sound and I looked towards the ceiling once more to see a line appear above me, running from somewhere above my head to past my toes. The line grew wider and the lights appeared to brighten even further as the two halves of glass slid smoothly to either side and disappeared into the tops of the walls flanking me. Curiosity filled me and I cautiously raised an arm up to grasp at the wall, then lifted my other hand to do the same. It was a slightly odd feeling as I tensed the muscles in my arms and torso, but I slowly pulled myself up and levered myself into a sitting position.
As I glanced around to take in this new environment I found myself in, I noticed three identical enclosures around the room; there was one to my left and two to my right, arranged in a semi-circle with one end facing the same spot on the floor. Three other equally disoriented beings were lifting themselves free and I turned my focus towards them.
They felt familiar, as I recognized something about them that was like myself, but at the same time they were also missing something. I couldn't quantify just what they were lacking, but its absence seemed to open up a gaping void in myself I hadn't realized was missing. There were muffled sounds and chokes from the others as if they too had suddenly realized the absence of that something, but I was able to control myself and remain quiet.
We sat there, for what could have been seconds or minutes, simply staring at each other in turn and wondering what was going on. The far door slid open with a hiss and heads focused on a petite figure walking through the entryway and coming to a stop at the precise spot on the floor that suggested the focus of our circle.
"Good morning!" the newcomer said brightly. "I understand you're all probably feeling just a bit confused and disoriented, but if you can even understand what I'm saying, then that means I did my job correctly!"
A small hand emerged from her dark sleeves to adjust the glasses resting over her eyes, absently brushing a stray lock of red hair from her face. "I suppose introductions are in order. If you look to the sides of your pods you'll find they have numbers on them, that indicates the order that we started your maturation process. Once you feel up to it, you can choose names for yourselves, but until then get used to calling each other by those numbers."
I couldn't see the outsides of my own pod, but looking around I noticed the small, temporary markings to the ones on either side of me. The grey-haired figure to my left had a large '06' stenciled into place, the dark-haired figure to my right – the one with the large strand of hair poking up from her head – had a '08' on hers. The pattern fell into place automatically, though I couldn't recall where I had gained this knowledge from.
I was Number Zero-Seven.
The redhead flicked the sleeves of her black and grey outfit once again to draw our attention and grinned. "I'm Number Zero-Two, but you can call me 'Matsu'. Pleased to meet'cha!"
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Once we had gotten used to moving around on our legs, Zero-Two led us through the door and down a hallway. Our destination was a large room, with several rows of chairs placed opposite a long table. There were several beings seated behind the table; at first glance they appeared to be similar to us, but they lacked some sort of quality which I had identified with the other three individuals I had woken up with. I scanned the group with a more critical eye, but I was still unable to find that something which would fill the gaping void in my chest.
I did sense several other familiar presences scattered around the perimeter of the room. As Zero-Two led us to our seats, I glanced around and noticed four other figures in the same black and grey uniforms she was wearing. One of them noticed my attention and raised a hand from the sword at her side to smile and wave a hand at me. Something in that smile unnerved me, so I turned back towards looking at the non-similar beings we were seated in front of.
The center one rose as we took our seats, spreading his hands wide as his glasses glittered in the spotlight. "Welcome!" he cried. "I can't tell you just how excited I am to see you all moving around!" His spiky black hair, with the roots fading into a dark grey, bobbed in place as he gestured animatedly. "I'm sure you have many questions and I hope we can make things more clear for you. My name is Hiroto Minaka, you may refer to me as 'Minaka-sama'!"
A petite woman seated beside him coughed into her hand.
He pretended to ignore her. "You're currently located on 'Earth', in the country of 'Japan', on our own personal island 'Kamikura'. You four, plus the other five gathered in this room today are the first of what we call 'Sekirei'! You should be able to understand myself and the others thanks to the efforts of Number Zero-Two, who assures me she was able to upload the proper language packages into your heads while you were in your maturation chambers." He glanced briefly at the redhead standing behind us, who nodded in turn. "I hope you help teach us as much you can about yourselves so we can continue maturing your remaining brethren as soon as possible!"
He sat down after that and the man next to him rose to his feet. "My name is Takehito Asama," he introduced himself. "I'll be working with you closely on what we are currently calling the 'the S-Plan'. As you may have noticed, we are not Sekirei like you, but rather the indigenous race native to this planet, called 'humans'." He smiled kindly at us, and I felt unexpectedly soothed by the gesture. "You may have noticed a, ah, a feeling that you are missing something. Unfortunately, from discussions and tests using your fellows—" he waved a hand to indicate the other five standing in the room with us, "we understand that is a common problem for you all. Rest assured we are doing our best to discover what it is you seem to be lacking and will remedy this situation as soon as possible."
Takehito fidgeted uncomfortably for a moment. "Another thing to note is you may find you possess a certain affinity to manipulate things around you. Whether it is the air or moisture around us, or tangible objects. That's part of what makes you Sekirei special. However, as you learn to control your powers, please try to use them responsibly. If you try to injure one of our researchers or damage our surroundings, we will be forced to Discipline you. We are also working on ways to help you control your powers, so please cooperate with our teams in any experiments they may ask of you.
"Are there any questions?"
There was a moment of silence and then a woman at the end of our table stood up. Number Zero-Nine, if I remembered the markings on her pod correctly. "Humans," she said. "As in Homo Sapiens?"
Minaka looked faintly pleased. "Why, that's it exactly! Zero-Two, I must commend you on how much background information you were able to give them."
"Thank you, Mina-tan," the redhead chirped.
Zero-Nine seemed to be shivering for some reason. "Are you saying," she said in a low tone. "That you want us to cooperate with a bunch of over-evolved monkeys?"
Takehito blanched. "Well, that is true, but—"
"That's outrageous!" she exclaimed. "I don't see anything to suggest why I should be subservient to simple primates!" She raised a hand and numerous drops of a clear liquid formed and gathered into a small sphere in her palm. "Can a monkey do this?"
"Zero-Nine, stand down!" Minaka had lost his smile and now looked quite angry.
The blonde stared back defiantly, her hair raising on end as her magical energy swirled around her. Suddenly, her expression changed to one of dismay as the ball of water continued to gather and grow in her hand. "I... I don't know how!" she wailed.
Takehito sighed unhappily. "That's what I was afraid of," he said. He lifted his head towards one corner of the room. "Zero-One?"
There was a sudden blur of movement and a black-robed figure appeared behind Zero-Nine. Her arm appeared to vanish and there was a quick movement behind the blonde's neck, almost too fast for me to see, and then suddenly the Zero-Nine had collapsed, the water she had been collecting falling to the floor with a splash.
"Thank you, Miya," Takehito said.
The purple-haired Sekirei inclined her head politely. "You are most welcome, Takehito-san."
Takehito raised his voice to make sure there was no way we could miss his words. "Please control yourselves, I promise you we will give you the chance to exercise your skills very shortly, but first we must take steps to ensure the safety of everyone involved."
"Hmm," Minaka had dropped his head behind steepled fingers. "Miyajima-sensei, would you like to take charge of that one?"
"I suppose I could," an eldery, stern-looking woman said from the other end of their table.
The petite woman raised her hand. "I can take care of Zero-Six."
"Thank you, Sahashi-sensei."
Takehito looked over at the chairman, "Did you want to try your hand at training one, Minaka-san?"
Minaka waved his hand flippantly. "Maybe later. I'll leave the rest to you for now, Asama-kun," he said. "You or your assistants, I know you do good work."
"Right then," Takehito looked back at the group. "Karasuba, escort Zero-Six and Sahashi-sensei to Training Area 1. Kazehana and Matsu take Zero-Seven and Zero-Eight to Training Area 3, I'll meet you there later. Mutsu, take Zero-Nine and escort Miyajima-sensei to the infirmary for evaluation, then head to Training Area 2 once she recovers."
The members of the Disciplinary Squad immediately moved to their tasks as the various head scientists repeated the assignments to their staff. Zero-Two and Zero-Three stood behind me as I rose to my feet, leading Zero-Eight and I back towards the hallway outside. I watched Zero-Five effortlessly pickup an unconscious Zero-Nine and walk out the door with the elderly scientist in tow. Zero-One, not having been given any orders, stood beside the doorway watching us as we departed.
"Miya, head to the infirmary too," I heard Takehito say as we passed her. "I want to check on your own adjustments."
For some reason, the comment made Zero-Two and Three trade grins with each other as I looked on in confusion.
"As you wish, Takehito-san," I heard Zero-One say as we rounded the corner.