Deus Ex Sermo
Prologue: The Processor
-Talking-
-Thoughts-
-Trapped Entity/ System-
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"What is going on!?" screamed a dark haired beauty internally. Her normally tame, smooth black hair was a mess, filled with leaves and caked with dirt. The pristine, yet generic, high school uniform was torn in several places. Her buttery, pale skin was splotched with mud. This all accumulated within just the few minutes she had been running. This girl was Yuuma Asano, a.k.a. the fallen angel Raynare.
Her eyes were filled with fear as she ran. How appropriate that she would be running for her life in the same park where she had killed Issei Hyoudou. It was almost funny. Her life would end just after she had managed to get away from that stupid club of devils.
A quick glance back revealed two glowing green lights in the woods. She screamed, only to run into a familiar fountain that she knew quite well. Still, the lights edged closer.
"NO! I will not die like this!" The fallen angel gave a quick twirl, her clothing exploding off her body to be replaced by less than modest black straps. Her body rapidly matured and filled out until she looked to be in her late twenties. Sadly her wings had been clipped in her last battle, but she could still summon her light lance, a jagged spear of red energy.
The lamp light surrounding the fountain was enough to partially reveal her hunter. It seemed to look like an average male high school student, but no human could have eyes that apathetic. A shiver raced up her spine, igniting some instinctual "fight or flight" responses in her shoulder muscles that she could no longer make use of. The fear on her face only grew.
SAVE STATE
Yuuma threw her spear with precision accuracy, nailing the thing in the chest. A burst of electricity shorted from its eyes, but it made no noise.
LOAD STATE
Yuuma threw her spear, but the figure simply sidestepped. A grid spread from its feet and stuck to Yuuma, preventing her from moving as a wireframe overlapped her form. The figure continued closer, his eyes never leaving Yuuma's bountiful chest, or the blackish-blue light that emanated from it. Despite not reaching eye contact, Yuuma could still clearly make out the shapes in the thing's ocular sockets; rings. Too many rings to be natural and all a sickly green color.
RUN DEBUG
All of the air in Yuuma's body left her. She was frozen, trapped, and completely helpless. Its hand glowed the same color as its eyes. The voice that followed was deep and chilling. "Run Function: Extract."
In one swift movement the glowing hand shot forward, sinking into her chest and reaching for that light inside. Yuuma felt like she was choking on her own heart. Slowly, agonizingly so, it pulled the black light out of her chest. Only when it was fully pulled out was Yuuma allowed to scream.
DEBUG COMPLETE
-Kuoh Academy, Early Morning, The Next Day-
Hyoudou Issei was currently dreading what his homeroom class had in store. Being the average, brunet male, super pervert that he was, any time when he wasn't thinking about boobs was torture. He sighed inwardly, "Why does my life suck?"
The teacher walked in shortly before the bell rang. "Sorry, class. I was finalizing some documents for the new student that will be joining us." Instantly each person in the class was in an uproar. Everyone wanted to know: was it a boy/girl, were they hot/ cute, what were their sizes, and were they a pervert?
"Settle down class!" yelled the teacher, instantly cowing all of the students. "May I introduce Ms. Yuuma Asano."
Issei's eyes shot to the front of the class as the girl walked in. Her black hair was shorter than he remembered, and her body was much more modest, but he could never forget that face. The face of the woman that had killed him.
Amano gave a short bow. "Hello, my name is Yuuma Asano. I hope you treat me well." It was clear that the class wanted to know more about her, but she didn't feel like sharing. Her seat was the second from the back on the inner wall of the classroom. A constant trepidation could be seen in her eyes by anyone who was looking. On the way to her seat she passed a pleading glance at Issei. "Now what does she want?"
-Kuoh Academy, Early Morning, After Homeroom-
It was during the first passing period that Issei got his first chance to talk to Yuuma. She was still shaking, as if that was her natural motion. Needless to say, Issei wasn't happy.
"Talk, Raynare. Why are you here?"
The girl started rocking on the balls of her feet. "Actually, it's Yuuma Asano. Just Yuuma Asano."
Issei gave her a quizzical stare. "Do you think I'm stupid or something?"
Yuuma took in a huge gulp. "I'm human."
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Alright, there is the prologue. I honestly don't know if I will be continuing this, but I needed to get the thing out of my head and into a text document. I haven't seen this type of story before and it has been gnawing at me. For those of you wondering, "Deus ex Sermo" is "The Word of God." Draw from that what you will. Anyway, Review, Follow, Favorite, and if anyone wants to draw inspiration from it, please contact me. I would love to read it.