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There was a malicious aura in the air.
It reminded Oriko of the feeling she had during her vision of Kriemhild Gretchen. A feeling of true despair; or rather, the feeling of the purest of hopes shattered and corrupted. However, due to the selfless wish of Madoka Kaname to destroy all witches, that future no longer existed. Oriko should know that; after all, she was the puella magi with the power to foresee what would, or rather, could happen.
"Oriko, what's happening?" Yuma clung to her mentor, a frightened feeling revealing itself in her dark green eyes. Obviously, she also felt the negative feelings. The older girl checked her soul gem, making sure she had enough magic to read the future.
"Hold on," she replied. "It looks like I have enough."
The white haired girl closed her eyes, and envisioned what could happen. This power would not show what was currently happening, of course, but it might give Oriko a better idea of their situation.
A petite brunette girl stood defiantly, her dark pink eyes staring straight forward. In her hand was a silver gun with a heart shaped barrel and wings on the side. The girl wore a school uniform, seemingly from the city of Urabiro in Tokyo, Japan. The uniform was black with a dark skirt and a large sailor collar in the front.
"Yatsumura!" The girl turned to a black and white, two dimensional figure with a twisted face wearing a black suit.
"Oh ho ho? Aya Asagiri, you are staying?" Aya gritted her teeth.
"I-" Just as Aya began to speak, one of the creatures threw a punch that floored the girl. As she lay gasping on the floor, the creature she had called Yatsumura stood above her.
"No more hope for humanity~" it sang, hands coming together.
"No!" Aya aimed her gun up at Yatsumura, and a cloud of pink smoke came out.
The black and white mask faded away, and there stood a blonde girl with golden eyes. She wore the same uniform and held a winged phone in her left hand. At the same time, the mask appeared on Aya.
"Ho, ho, Yatsumura~" it said. Yatsumura gasped, and ran. However, a cloud of black smoke appeared from Aya's hand, and Yatsumura's body was sliced up.
"No more hope for humanity, huh?" This was the possible future, what would surely happen if Oriko, Kirika, and Yuma didn't stop it. "I really… need to stop this" Darkness enshrouded Oriko, and she disappeared.
"We need to get Kirika!" Oriko transformed, glad that the two magical girls were in a dark alley with no people. "Yuma, transform!" The little girl hesitantly did so, confused by her mentor's frantic behaviour.
The two became a blur of light against the darkening sky. The sun was dipping below the horizon, causing Oriko to clench her fist. They needed to hurry if they were going to save Kirika!
The brunette girl was hunting for witches, as requested by Oriko. Though she was not transformed, her soul gem was out. It glowed brightly, causing the brunette to scratch her head in confusion.
"But there aren't any witches around," she whined, confused. "And Oriko's going to be so angry at me!"
A blur of silver and green light appeared next to Kirika, which were revealed to be a breathless Oriko and Yuma. Oriko's gem was darker now, most likely due to her use of prophecy magic and speed magic twice in a row.
"Ah! Oriko, are you alright!" Kirika worridley examined the magical girl's soul gem. The brunette examined her pockets, looking for a grief seed. "I'm so sorry, Oriko! I failed you."
"Don't worry, Kirika. But we need to get to Urabira city. Something big is going to happen there."
"Urabira city?" Kirika scrunched up her brow. "That's really far away. Isn't it in Tokyo?"
"Yes, by car it would take over two hours. But we have a much faster method of transportation." Kirika grinned, understanding Oriko's meaning. The brunette held out her soul gem, and a wave of black light shrouded her. When it cleared, Kirika wore a long black coat, with her soul gem on her back.
"Look, mom!" A young brown haired boy tugged on his mother's hand.
"What, Tatsuya?" The pretty woman knelt down beside her beaming son, who was pointing at the sky,
"Shooting stars!" Across the sky, three lights glowed on their journey. "Madoka is with them, I know it!" The woman smiled affectionately at her son, who clutched in his hand a notebook. Seemingly at random, one page flipped open, revealing the drawing of a girl who had long since disappeared.
"We're going to be late." Yuma and Kirika turned to their fellow magical girl, surprised.
"Eh? But we're going so quickly!"
"I know. I just hope we'll be able to save her."
"Her?" Kirika twisted her neck in an unnatural fashion to see the girl behind her. "Who is her?"
Before Oriko could answer, all the lights turned off.
"It's so dark out…" A blonde girl stood outside with her stepfather and mother. The moon reflected in her pink eyes as she stared up into the sky.
"Erika, stay near us," ordered the girl's mother. Erika nodded, thoughts of a certain brunette with magical powers coming to the forefront of her mind.
"It looks like it's a blackout," said Erika's father, a brown haired, tall man with glasses. "Huh. My phone isn't working, either."
Around them, people panicked as nothing electronic worked, and they were stuck in the darkness. Erika stood in the midst of the crowd, completely calm. However, she still prayed:
Kirika… I hope you're safe.
The three landed in the outskirts or Urabiro. The endless expanse of water stretched out behind their backs, and before them was a sandy beach. The beach was deserted and dark, the only light coming from the magical girl's soul gems.
"Hey, Oriko, how far away is wherever we're going?" Kirika turned towards her friend, who was picking up the exhausted Yuma.
"About one mile." Kirika's eyes widened and she gritted her teeth.
"That'll take twenty minutes! What are we going to do? It's gonna be really crowded."
"Twenty minutes is enough." Oriko's green eyes stared fiercely into Kirika's brown ones. The latter girl turned away, embarrassed.
"I'm sorry…" she muttered.
The three continued to walk, though it was more of a light jog by now. Buildings were appearing, and the three passed by crowds of people who were surprised by the blackout.
Ten minutes away from their destination, a girl rose up.
"Hey, Kaname!" The brown haired man tiredly looked up to see his coworker standing above him. Kaname hadn't learned his name; after all, this job was only temporary, until his wife had her daughter.
A pile of paperwork was dropped on his desk, and the man groaned. He would much rather be out with Tatsuya and Junko, but after all, it was he who suggested this.
"Think fast, Kaname!" The only woman working there, an Aoi (or at least that's what Kaname thought it was) threw a can of soda at the hassled man. Kaname caught it, though as a rule he drank nothing with added sugar.
"Thanks, but no thank you," he said, placing the can next to him. Aoi pouted before opening her own can and collapsing in the chair next to him.
"Honestly, why can't we just leave already." Kaname furiously moved his pen, trying to block out his co workers rant. "Nobody's doing anything, anyway."
There were a few muffled sounds from the room next door, and the heavy steel door flew open. A girl with light purple hair wearing a simple long gown stepped out. Blood ran over her cheeks, and her eyes were fragmented.
"Kaname." The girl turned her gaze to the man, and he shuddered, overwhelmed with a feeling of pure despair.
"How did you…" he began, his voice hoarse and quiet. The girl turned away from him, as though he was not worth his time. Aoi backed away, fear evident in her trembling body and the sweat pouring from her forehead.
Neither of them had a chance to run. They couldn't have anyway. As Kaname's body twisted and turned back into its original form, he knew only one word.
Madoka...
Oriko, Kirika, and Yuma were late.
The people around them were being sucked into the pyramid rising above them, and the three hadn't reached their destination.
Yet Oriko continued to steadily walk, though Kirika noticed that she sped up slightly.
Eventually, she stopped, and Kirika and Yuma stopped as well. The streets were empty and devoid of all life; considering the trio's clothes, that was probably a good thing.
A group of girls confronted the same two dimensional figures from Oriko's vision. Among the girls was Aya Asagri, the silver gun in her hand.
"What do you mean, other magical girls? We killed them all~" The creature seemed to enjoy the looks of astonishment and anger passing over the girl's faces. Oriko smiled and took a step forward, and Kirika and Yuma followed her.
"Are you sure about that?"
Well, that's over and done. Time for a short (long) omake!
Omake: Magical Girls Game Show Contestants!
Nana: Poor, poor souls. I am your host today on the popular game show, Magi X.
Yatsumura: ...Why him?
Nana: You mean her.
Aya: Wait, you're female?
Nana: Moving on now… Here is my fellow host, Kyubey! Let's give him- her- it a round of applause.
From the audience: BOO!
Homura: Incubator.
Madoka: Homura… Please don't say things like that in public.
Nana: In this show, the teams "Puella Magi" and "Mahou Shoujo" will compete against one another in battles.
Kyoko: Really, Homura? "Puella Magi?"
Rina: Really, Yatsumura? "Mahou Shoujo?"
Nana: The battles will be as follows: Tsuyuno Yatsumura, administrator and human, Sarina Shizukume, and Kayo Kamura up first versus…
Homura: Me me me me me me me please
Nana: Homura- wait, sorry, its Mikuni Oriko!
Homura: No take backs.
Oriko: Oh, I'm terribly sorry, Akemi, but I will be the one competing.
Homura: Why should you be able to and not me?
Oriko: I recall being able to fend off against you, Yuma Chitose, Kyoko Sakura, and Mami Tomoe for at least ten minutes and kill Madoka Kaname.
Homura: We were in Kirika's witch barrier.
Oriko: And you lost.
Homura: …
Nana: An- anyway, the next round is Nijimi Anawanza, Kiyoharu Suirenji, and Aya Asagiri versus Mami Tomoe.
Kiyoharu: Are they trying to match up the contestants based on some criteria?
Mami: Probably not. After all, I could blow you all away in one 'Tiro Finale!'
Kiyoharu: Why you-!
Nana: Third round is Asahi Takiguchi, Isoko Anjou, and Kosame Amagai versus Sayaka Miki, weakest magical girl!
Sayaka: … Did you really have to add that?
Kyubey: All you other magical girls, you get front-row seats! Tune in next time to see the outcome of these fateful battles!