AN: After an extremely long period of not doing anything, I have finally been incited to resume writing. By what? Spoilers. This is my first Megucafic, and why I decided to write for Meguca, is because of Spoilers. I have got a very bad habit of reading spoilers and highlighting spoiler tagged spoilers, you see. And I think the spoilers that I read about the Meguca movies are the WORST case of spoiling I have ever spoiled myself with. And so, without any further ado, I wish to give you… my own little slice of suffering.

Disclaimer: Been forever since I wrote one of these. Brings back memories. Meduka Meguc- err… Puella Magi Madoka Magica is the property of Coobie- I mean… Gen Urobuchi. May he seriously consider delivering less suffering in the stuff he writes.

NO SPOILERS, PLEASE!

A Madoka Magica Fanfic

By Fizzy 13

I. THINGS YOU SHOULD DO TO AVOID SPOILERS

I hate spoilers.

If there's anything I hate more than spoilers? It's spoilers of shows that I love.

This afternoon, they aired the final episode of Magical Eins Justicia, which I happened to be a fan of. It also happened to be the unfortunate case, that on that same day, during that same time slot, I had to put in extra time for the football team. Of course, as I had no valid excuse to go home while everybody else selflessly prepared for the inter-school competition next month, I had no choice but to suck in my gut and stick around.

Naturally, I missed that final episode.

Not that it was the first time I ever missed an episode, or anything, but I was already rather experienced with avoiding spoilers.

I stayed off the social networks. No doubt Fumina and Hayase would be squealing about the ending and telling everybody about it.

I read none of my text messages. No doubt they would have sent me something like, "Haruka-chan, I loved how so-and-so happened! What do you think?"

I kept the TV off. Just to be absolutely sure. Besides, TV would distract me from homework.

Yet somehow, after finishing all my homework and preparing to watch a copy of the final episode uploaded to Nico, I was spoiled.

It was a completely unrelated article I had open on another tab. The video was loading, so I didn't mind just reading it to pass the time for a bit. By the time I hit the comments, however, it was too late. Some idiot had for no good reason, thought it was a good idea to say that the article reminded her of how, in the final episode of Magical Eins Justicia, our brave heroine had sacrificed herself to save the world. Reading that comment was like watching a train wreck; a horror show that you couldn't look away from because of its captivation.

It was an outrage.

I had to stop myself from doing extremely violent things to my innocent monitor.

Nevertheless, I decided to continue on, and watched the video. The pivotal moment arrived. Justicia chose her home over the fate of the galaxy.

All the power of the world, all the lives of planet Earth, had been sacrificed to resurrect her from Lord Merodach's attack, and infuse her with enough magic to become a warrior who could defend the galaxy against the Countermind. But Tia never told her of that price the world had to pay. All she could say in her defense was, "Surely, saving the galaxy from the encroaching darkness of the Countermind, is worth sacrificing one planet? The gods of old sacrificed their power to Marduk, so that he could destroy the ancient beast."

"Tiamat," said Justicia. "I finally understand now."

Of course it was no surprise to anybody that the mysterious magical girl mentor Tia was none other than the Tiamat of myth. That theory had been floating around the fanbase ever since Lord Merodach acted like he recognized her in episode eight, amongst other rather unsubtle hints.

Suffice to say, however, that when the moment came that Justicia decided against playing hero of the galaxy, giving a short speech about how Tiamat should look elsewhere for a champion to fight the Countermind, and returned all of the earth's magic at the cost of her own life, I only felt angry and depressed… and for the record, it wasn't because Justicia died in the end.

There was no suspense if I already knew what was going to happen. That one comment had sucked the life and awe out of the whole grand finale. It just looked… grey to me.

I went to bed with seething fumes escaping my ears.

The next day wasn't much better. All the other girls at school were talking about it in some way, shape, or form.

And of course, Fumina and Hayase had no idea what had happened to me last night. They just greeted me like they would on any normal day.

"Ne, ne, Haruka-chan, you didn't answer my message last night!" Fumina squealed, her green pigtails bobbing up and down. "Did you see that twist coming or not? I was completely shocked!"

"Well, I…"

"Suzumiya-san does not look so well, I'm afraid," Hayase placed her palm on my forehead before I could protest. "Hmm… perhaps you should visit the nurse's office?"

"I'm fine, guys." I lazily swat away Hayase's hand and take my seat. "I'm definitely not sick."

"Then," Hayase gave me one of those polite smiles she was so fond of using, framed by dark blue hair, "Suzumiya-san should turn that frown upside down!"

Huh. I didn't even notice I was pouting until she mentioned it.

I tried to smile. I really did. But the reaction from those two whenever they gave me the occasional glance told me I wasn't doing a very good job at it.

The day went by like a whirlwind, and before I knew it, class was dismissed.

Practice was cancelled due to some excuse or another that the coach had. Much to Fumina and Hayase's disappointment, however, I was definitely not in the mood to go out malling this afternoon. That disappointment didn't leave their faces even after they waved goodbye at the school gates with forced smiles.

I guess my depression is just that contagious.

Still, I wasn't quite in the mood to go home just yet either. So where did I go?

Up on the roof to watch the sun go down.

It wasn't exactly the happiest of scenes, and there were still a few hours before sundown, so it wasn't quite lonely, either. In the end, I just decided to lean my back against the railings and look straight up at the clouds beneath the blue sky, and maybe try to just…

Just forget that idiocy from last night and pretend that I was shocked. That I didn't see that twist coming. Ah, but if only such things were possible.

"I can make that possible… if you so wish."

Startled, I took my head out of the clouds and searched frantically about, poised to kick that would-be stalker who dared to almost give me a heart attack. Instead, the only different thing I saw was some strange white cat thing sitting on the rails next to me, its flat, white rabbit-like face staring at me with a vacant smile.

"What the…"

"Don't be so surprised, Suzumiya Haruka," it said, face still unchanging. "You called me here."

I could hear it, that was for sure… but at the same time, I didn't hear it. And its mouth wasn't even moving to speak. It was as if its voice was directly in my head. Some kind of telepathy?

"Who are you?"

"The Messenger of Magic," it answered. I could almost imagine a hint of enthusiasm in its bland, high-pitched mental voice, "Kyubey!"

"And you're here because…?" I crossed my arms, raising an eyebrow to go with it.

"As I said earlier," It said matter-of-factly, as it scratched an ear. "You called me here. You have a desire, a wish that I can grant."

Something still didn't smell right, and it wasn't the unwashed PE uniform in my bag. "And what's the catch?"

"Form a contract with me and become a Magical Girl!"

END I.

AN: Now let's see if I can actually finish a story for once. This isn't meant to be long, I swear. And yes, you will see Coobies. Lots, and lots of Coobies. Coobie Doobie Doo. But wait! Where's Meduka and Friends? I honestly haven't thought that out yet. Chances are, though, they'll probably appear… eventually. Maybe. Feel free to post your reviews, comments, and other things that are to be posted on a fanfic. Thank you.