Disclaimer: I do not own Hyperdimension Neptunia or any of the references made.

Summary: The consequences of a choice are numerous, random and disappointing. They all make choices; it was just up to them which choice they pick. This was… not what he expected when he picked his.

Reminder: Everything is planned, if you don't like where I'm going then you're free to leave whenever you want.

-This is Fanfiction, anything could happen.

-I'm not the (Neptunia) creators so their personalities could be… different, sorry.

-Guardians of the Past

-This has been on my mind, so I decided to make it a story.

Plutia was a very young yet aware child, she didn't care enough to show it so when her parents began talking about adoption. She couldn't help but eavesdrop, it was an interesting topic for her, seeing as her mother got into an accident and can't make kids anymore while they wanted to make one. They were debating on adopting someone.

She snuggled closer to her stuffed animal, curious and sleepy.

"Oh come on, you know little Plutia's been wanting a little brother," Her mother said. "Besides, don't you want to give a orphaned child a chance of a happy life!"

"If said happy life involves a sadistic mother and a masochistic father then yes," Her father said, "We... we can afford them, but are you sure? Plutia aside, we can't really deal with another child so soon."

"Ah, what's the harm? Its not like we're poor or anything," Her mother said, "We also have Noire's parents for help if we need them,"

"I don't like being in debt of another," Her father said.

"Stop being such a pussy and come with me to the orphanage and adopt a child!" Plutia heard her father wince at her mother's tone, "Are you trying to piss me off or something?! When I say I want another child, I want another child! So pick up your ball of your phony pack and grow some balls!"

The crackling of a whip.

"A-Ah~ more~" Plutia squirmed, "D-Dear! You're waking up Plutia!"

"Ah! Shh~ Sleep my little angel," Her mother sung, "Ignore you're pussy of a father, he's gonna adopt a child to make up or else he's gonna have the couch to bang."

"Dear! Its too early! She's just two!" Her father said, "...Wait, what?! The couch! We don't have a couch!"

"Exactly, you're going to be sleeping outside." Her mother said, "And when I say outside, I mean directly outside, not in a hotel, not in our friends, not in anywhere but the cold, wet grass of our lawn."

"D-Dear, please, I love the feeling but it's dangerous to sleep out-"

"DID I STUTTER?!"

"N-No! I'm going!"

"Hold on," Her mother picked her up, "We'll take Plutia with us, see who she picks."

"...Really?" Her father deadpanned, "...?"

"Aww, hear that baby? Your father don't believes in you, isn't he just a piece of shit that should just crawl down and be kicked by horses then die a horrific gore-ish death?" Plutia had absolutely no idea what her mother just said, so she merely nodded. "Ah! I knew I loved you more than just because you're my darling little angel!"

"Plutia!" Her father gaped, "...I regret saying, 'please take after your mother,' I didn't think it would come true..."

"Be careful what you wish for darling," Her mother giggled, "Now grow some balls and come with me."

Their town was a very small one, that was what was told to Plutia by her parents. So the walk to the orphanage, wasn't as far as it should've been. For a very small village, it was a surprise to see so many orphaned children in one place, Plutia looked at them with curiosity and pity, just from this scene she knew that she was lucky to have her parents... as sadistic and masochistic they may be.

"Oh! You guys," The caretaker (probably) approached them with a smile, "I'm so sorry for your loss, but can we help you?"

"We want a kid." Her father glumly said.

"So give us a kid." Her mother said.

"Ahaha... haha... haaa..." The caretaker motioned for them to follow her, "These are the kids' files, read them then pick one."

"Can we have Plutia play with the kids for a while?" Her father asked, "J-Just so we can see who she wants!"

"I don't see why not," She was put down and told to be nice.

Plutia pouted at being separated from her excuse to sleep then spotted something... odd, it was a boy no a year younger than her yet he was already running while she still can't. She didn't know what was fast yet or not, but he crossed the distance between the door and the room faster than her mother cracks her whip. Curious, the girl followed after him through the door.

The kid was crouching by the corner, nibbling on something.

His black hair melded with the shadows while his jade orbs were a little dull with dark bags underneath them, his body was frail and thin covered by a one piece ragged rag.

It was bread, a rather moldy one at that.

His head snapped up as he saw her enter the room with a kind smile, his jade orbs were filled with fear and confusion as he threw the bread away and made a run for it. Plutia pursed her lips and slowly followed after him, they passed her parents who thought they were playing a game of tag. When it was really a game of Hide and Seek where she was the seeker always.

After the third time he ran, Plutia's patience was running thin.

"I won't hurt you," She drowned, "I'm a friend..."

His eyes changed to daggers and growled, "That what they all say..."

It seems that he was more developed than the rest of their peers as well.

Plutia took a step forward, he took a step back, she took a step right, he took a step left. Wherever she walked forward, he did the opposite. It was a annoying act before the kid was picked up the one of the older ones and thrown against the wall, he let out a pained cry while she heard something breaking. The kids were laughing at him, mocking him and throwing rotten food at him. The kid growled once more and limped out of the room, glaring at the kids as they laughed loudly at him.

"Meanies..." She muttered, "You not hurt!"

The oldest by looks smirked, "Yeah? And who'll stop us? Not that bitch of a caretaker, not him and definitely not you."

Plutia frowned and followed after the kid again.

This time she was having a harder time finding him.

He didn't get it.

He never done anything, so why was he the target of bullies?

Then this girl came and was following him wherever he goes, she says she's a friend but that was what they all say before throwing him under the bus. The kid smirked sadly, he won't fall for their tricks... not anymore... not again... not ever. She came through the door earlier and was trying to find him, he was curious as to why she was trying so hard so he switched the positions.

Now he was following her.

"Hmmm..." She was humming a song. Her voice bounced off the empty halls and rebounded, he found himself being lulled to sleep but snapped himself out. If he fell asleep here then the chances of him not eating and them getting away from stealing from him scot free would be perfect. Eventually, she leaned at a wall and laid there for a couple of minutes.

Another more passed before he decided to take a better look, the girl was asleep!

The kid sighed and froze in place.

"Look who we have here," He turned around and growled audibly, it were those bullies again, this time there were five instead of three. "Is that you're little friend?"

His eyes widened then his growl became more feral, "Stay away!"

"Aww, little Scath's being protective." The oldest cooed, "Cut the crap!"

They grabbed hold of him and punched, kicked, mocked, threw, cut and hurt him. When one of them decided the girl should be hurt too, Scath burst from the ball of kids and stood over her. Protecting her from them with his body, they smirked and took out some planks of wood and walked closer.

His legs were shaking.

His arms, broken.

The girl yawned and woke up.

He can't let them, she was innocent, it was his fault for getting her involved.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU KIDS ARE DOING?!" The bullies yelped at the caretaker's shout, "You kids!"

"Run away!"

"Don't let her grab you!"

"Come back here!"

Two adults and the caretaker entered the room, "Plutia!"

They pushed him aside and looked at the recently awakened girl, "I'm so glad you're alright!"

"Scath, are you okay?" The caretaker held his arms and used that weird green light, the sounds of his bones snapping back in place filled the room, "Oh, good it wasn't that bad this time..."

"Mina, what the hell happened here?!" The woman shouted, "Is the kid alright?"

Mina wiped her brow, "After a... unfortunate accident, the kids blamed him for a... disappearance of one of the most loved of their peers, unfortunate it may be he was the closest at the time so they immediately pinned the blame on him."

"That's so stupid," The man said, "...I forgot they were kids,"

"Mama..." Plutia pointed at the frowning kid, "Keep?"

"Now, now, dear, he's not a item we can... keep..." The mother glanced at what was probably the father, "D-Dear, am I hearing things?"

Mina smiled and pushed the kid closer, once within arms distance Plutia immediately hugged the poor kid, who had no choice but to endure being made into a toy. The girl's grip was tight, very tight, it was also strong, so even if he struggled she didn't budge an inch. The mother gaped and glanced at the father.

"Well, Plutia likes him, so why not?" The father said, "Besides, weren't you the one that said you wanted to take Plutia along? If anything it's your fault she decided to take matters into her own hand."

The mother's eye twitched, "It seems like my last lesson wasn't... thorough enough. Mina, darling, can we borrow a spare isolated room where no one will see the sunlight? My husband and I have matters we must attend to and I would faint at the thought of anyone walking in on us."

"I-I don't think this is the time," Mina said, "So you pick him then?"

"Plutia picked him, we were thinking of another but... oh well," The mother grumbled, "Come on dear, do the paperwork."

Scath glanced at Mina pleadingly, "Get... out...!"

"Don't be rude, Scath, be nice to your new older sister." His eyes widened in fear.

Plutia nuzzled her cheek against Scath's temple, her height being a little taller than him allowed her to do so.

Scath hung his head in grim acceptance, at least he gained a family... right? His only hope was that they were going to abuse him like... like her.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN YOU'RE NOT CHANGING HIS LAST NAME?!" Shouted the mother, "WHAT THE HELL DOES, 'STAIGIN,' EVEN MEAN?!"

...He would like to know that as well.

Three days have passed since that fateful day, the sub was shining the birds were singing the flowers were blooming and most of all.

"KIDS LIKE YOU SHOULD BE BURNING IN HELL!" Shouted the angry woman as Scath accidentally broke her most prized possession. Who was he to know that the stupid looking sword was hers? He just wanted something to push down the seemingly bottomless mountain just to sate his curiosity, kids stuff. "LET ME AT EM! I'LL WRANGLE THE LITTLE TWERP'S NECK!"

Plutia's mother held back Noire's angry mother.

"That cost me a fortune!" She shouted, "Noire, I forbid you from being friends wi- Noire!"

The five year old black haired girl was giggling as the one year old placed a flower crown made by Plutia on her head, "Aw, can I keep him?"

"No~" Plutia pouted, "Mine!"

It seemed she made that for him to put on her.

Well, Noire looked lonely.

So yeah, changed his mind.

"Hug..." So he gave her a hug instead. "Better?"

Noire's mother's eye was twitching, "I hate that kid."

"He's just a kid though! No younger than a year old," Plutia's mother argued. "We all make mistakes, so why don't we forgive and learn?"

"That. Cost. A. Fortune." Noire's mother grumbled, "Fine! Just don't think we'll be buddy-buddy soon."

Scath glanced at her within Noire's hug and smirked smugly at the fuming mom then smiled innocently when Noire pulled back, he pulled her back into a tight hug. "A-Ah!"

"Why I outta..." The agitated mother muttered.

Well, that was how he first met Noire at least, nothing really interesting happened.

Ten years had passed.

Scath was now a little bit under 5'5 and was walking alongside the black haired girl of the group. The forest was oddly barren of any monsters so they could search all they want, said girl as dressed in a white one piece dress with a red skirt he bought for her a few years back. Plutia was back home preparing for something he wasn't informed of but Noire was, unfair he tells you, well at least he had something to spend his time at least.

Noire, for some reason, decided on one thing. She wanted to become a CPU. He never got why she wanted to do that as CPUs were basically people with lots of responsibilities, enemies and things to do. While there would be benefits, like another form, stronger in every aspect and will be loved by most, like all things it came with risks as well.

The chance of turning into a monster.

Just by that knowledge he was determined to stop her... until she gave him those darned tsundere-puppy dog eyes, accursed things. Beats him every time.

So yeah, long story short. She wanted to be a CPU via CPU Memory, he was to help her (By force mind you), then everyone wins! Yay... Scath glanced at the determined Noire as they walked through the forest in search of the rare thing, it had been ten hours since he last ate so he was starving.

"Hey, I think I see something!" The girl vanished through a couple of bushes.

He rolled his eyes and walked after her. Noire was on her knees looking at the ground... Scath pulled her up her feet, "What the- hey! What's the big idea?"

"Don't get your new dress dirty," He said, falling to a knee and searching. "Leave it to me, I have a better eye anyway."

"I- You- wh- argh! Fine, do what you want not like I care." She huffed. "...Did you find anything?"

Scath raised the shiny crystal up high, "Uh... nope, this thing's Hematite. Crystalized Monster Blood."

"Lame, let's go." She said.

This continued for a couple more days before his sister invited them to go on a picnic with her, Scath was looking for an excuse to take a break so it was perfect! The break wasn't for him but for Noire, she was overworking herself again. Good attitude for a future ruler, not very good attitude for a human girl.

"Hehehe, we cooked it ourselves! How do you like it?" Plutia asked Noire.

The girl took a bite into the sandwitch and nodded, "This is really good, did you really make this Plutia? I'm impressed."

"Hehehe, nope!" She said, "That one's all Scath, everything else is mine though~"

"Opposite," The lone male said as he covered his eye from the sun, "..."

"Trying to sleep are we?" Noire smirked, then yawned, "I guess we do deserve a break..."

"You guys leaving me out again?" Plutia pouted, "Take me next time!"

"You'd just slow me down, your brother's a better choice, faster, stronger and more active."

"Aww, but Noire~! Aren't we best friends!" Plutia said.

"We are, but I really want to find that dammed thing as soon as possible." Noire angrily bit into the sandwich and leaned against the lone male's stomach. He didn't mind, he was asleep.

"Meanie..." Plutia reached down and took one of her riceballs, "Scath's a big meanie..."

It wasn't the same sensation as the others, no... it was... like glass? Whatever it was it shattered within her mouth.

Scath opened an eye at the sound and saw Noire gaping, "What's up?"

The winds were thrashing, the trees were wildly dancing and the skies were a bright purple colors whilst being littered with nimbus. One sole pillar of bright purple light tore through the heavens and his eyes widened when he saw what it was surrounding.

"Plutia!" He ran towards it but was pushed back by an unknown force, "Dammit! Plutia!"

He never felt such power.

He never felt such worry.

He never felt such... fear.

His own winds corresponded with the trashing and added to the already strong gusts, Noire was almost blown off but was held down by Scath's hand on her arm.

Eventually, the light subsided.

Then revealed a woman he didn't know yet felt like he should know wearing... what Plutia's mother wore when he walked in on... ehem, anyways. She was a buxom beauty with a 'sexy' vibe from her.

Scath cared more about where his sister was than the new comer.

"You!" The woman raised a delicate brow, "Where's my sister?!"

"Sister? What are you talking about? It's me, Plutia."

"Bullshit!" He growled and took out his weapon, a halberd. "You listen here and you listen well, give me back my sister!"

The woman frowned, "I'm telling you I'm- screw it. You're not listening... how about I make you listen!"

She brought out her sword, and damn was it a fine sword. Black and purple, just like her.

"Noire, stay out of this." The girl was still gaping, "Are you listening?! Leave this to me, this woman's in for a world of hurt if she doesn't start spreading."

"My, my, I didn't think you had such thoughts about me," She smirked, "Naughty, naughty boy~"

Scath clicked his teeth and charged.

It took her three seconds to throw him away and through a tree.

"Oh? You're more fragile than I thought, stand up!" He wiped the blood on his face and charged again, "Weak! Weak! Weak! Why are you so weak?!"

After a series of useless attacks, the woman held him up by the throat with her whip/sword. "Aww~ come on! You're no fun, such an old dog. Using the same old tricks over and over again, I wonder..."

He raised his arms and weakly slashed with his hidden qatar, "How cute,"

She kicked him through another tree.

"Stand up." She demanded. "Stand up, you worm!"

Scath didn't move.

He couldn't move.

"Tch, pathetic." The woman said, "Noire. What happened?"

"P-P-P-P-P-P-"

"You speak clearly and confidently when I tell you to!"

"Plutia you turned into a CPU!" She yelped, "How?! I mean, why?! I mean, I don't fucking know anymore! Gaaaaah!"

Noire stomped on the ground, "We spent an entire year looking for one and yet you find one when you weren't even looking! How!" She stomped closer to her, "Plutia, look into my eyes and tell me I'm not dreaming. Hit me if you want!"

..."Oh? Ooh? I didn't think you were like that my dear," Noire felt like she shouldn't have said that. "Hm... Hmmm, you seem to be worth tormenting."

"P-Plutia...?"

She cracked her whip, "Its time for foreplay, darling."

"W-Wha...?" She took a step back, "H-Help! Anyone! Scath!"

Ah, he would love to... but his body won't listen... also, he didn't want to face her again.

"Here I c-" The pillar of light came back, "Huh...?"

It was Plutia, "What happened?"

Noire fainted.

Scath passed out... from blood lost... and shock... but mostly blood lost... and shock... and... fear.

Plutia pursed her lips and went over to drag the young man over the cloth, "Bad little brother, you're getting blood all over my picnic blanket!"

When he woke up he expected to be either dead, in a sex dungeon, a dungeon, in pieces, or strapped to a contraption for amusement. He, however, did not expect the very same woman holding a spatula and was standing by the kitchen... cooking of all things. He moved and fell off the chair with a loud thud.

Scath was tied up, by panties.

He only has 'why?' as a question.

Noire was nearby sobbing.

"Oh? I thought that would've knocked you out longer," The woman sat him up and tilted hid head to meet her eye to eye, "Look into my eyes and tell me, who am I?"

Scath blinked. Rubbed his eyes, pinched himself, punched himself, cut himself but he didn't wake up. He let his head hung, "P-Plu... Plutia..."

The woman smiled and was engulfed in light, "That's right~"

The young man looked at her once more and then at Noire, before walking towards the kitchen covers. He opened one and began looking.

He smiled as he felt the familiar handle, taking it out proved to be a challenge as he felt very weak. Plutia curiously watched her brother mess with the things and then pulled out a frying pan. "I got it!"

Then slammed it against his face strong enough to dent it.

"Much... better..." Then knocked himself unconscious.

...

Noire was now calmer and had decided to explain what had just happened to him, after stopping himself from trying to 'wake up' as he called it. Of all things that could've happened, Plutia had to ingest a CPU Memory thus making her a CPU now. Their parents were dead a couple years back but he was certain that they would jump in joy at this revelation. Scath held his head with a groan, "Does... does that mean she has to make a Nation?"

"If she wants to live, then yeah," Noire said. "Dammit, how the hell did that happen? We spent so long yet we never even got close and Plutia here got one on accident!"

"One of the three of us could've gotten it completely on chance," He muttered, "...I think I'm going to have a fear for picnics now."

Plutia was turning HDD, as he learned it was called, on and off. Why, he didn't know, but he was certain that he would not trust her for a while. Scath crossed his arms and leaned back, "...I thinking on going on a training trip, thoughts?"

"I don't think that's a good idea," Noire said, "Plutia you're brother wants to leave you."

"What the- Noire!" One purple missile with a homing launching itself at him with teary eyes, "P-Plutia..."

'N-No! I can't be sucked into those eyes!' Scath looked up, Plutia climbed his body, "F-Fine! I'll stay, dammit."

Plutia closed her eyes with a pleased smile, "That's a good dog..."

"D-Dog?" He said, "I-I'm more of a reptile lover though... wait, that's not what I wanted to say! Plutia, listen to me, you're now a CPU so you should start acting like it, although I really want you to stay as you are, and take up your responsibilities."

"Aww~ I don't like responsibilities, Dad died because of those," One monster killed the mother, then alcohol for the father. Typical stuff. "Do it for me?"

Scath's will faltered, his iron walls crumbling, the ice in his heart melting. Noire was holding a camera, taping the moment where he lost all of his defenses. "F-Fine. But I demand a rematch at a later date,"

"I don't like hurting you," She said, "But if you say so~"

She jumped off him and transformed mid-air, "I'll punish you till I turn you into a masochist and punish you some more!"

"I-I said at a later date! I know you don't understand the meaning but I meant later! I'm too weak to even land a scratch..." He lamented his loss of strength, "I guess you're the stronger one now, aren't you?"

"Flattery will get you nowhere, now take up your blade and fight me! I'll train you all you want and then some," She said. "Just don't fall too quickly, I want to satisfy myself with the feeling of your blood on my body, mmmm..."

He took a step back.

Transformed Plutia took a step forward, "No hesitation! Give me your all!"

"N-Noire! Swit- oh..." She already left,"Clever girl,"

Scath yelped when a whip struck his left cheek, "I don't think you should take your eyes off me slave," His eye twitched, "What? Don't like the name? Then how about worm?"

'Plutia' smirked and cracked her whip once more, "Come at me with all you got, or else you might just die."

Scath laughed nervously and took out a spear, his halberd was in repair from his last fight so he has to make due with this, it didn't make a difference as he already mastered most of the polearms under the sun. "...What do I call you by the way?"

"Call?" She hummed, "I'm feeling Madam Goddess but for you I guess I'll let you call me Master."

"Shouldn't it be Mistress?"

"Shouldn't you be begging for me to take you?"

"You may a CPU but you're still my older sister, I have a right to annoy you and stop that."

She smiled, "Then I have a right to discipline you."

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