Okay, this is my first Excel Saga fic so be nice!!! It takes right after the last episode
Disclaimer: I don't own Excel Saga!!!
Yes, I'm bringing back everything! Even the special Municipal Force Daitenezen! But introducing my two OC's....
Eris(18): Of the Excel Excel family tree, her and her sister Oshan are waaaaayyyyyyyy far away in there. Yes, their cousin the one and only, EXCEL EXCEL!! (or Excel for short.) They are waaaayyyy distant cousins but only cousins by marriage. She has the blonde hair and blue eyes and she can be waaaayyyy deadly with her extreme magics. That's why, for another attempt at world conquest, ACROSS gets two more members.
Oshan(13): Just picture the younger girl from NOIR, Kirika, I think. They look exactly alike but Oshan has dark brown hair and blue eyes. . She too is also silent and hardly speaks. Why? Well, ever since she saw their parents get slaughter, I mean gruesomely killed in front of her, she's been like that ever since. Yet, she's another perfect assessment for ACROSS with her skills...with guns and combat. That's why Lord Ilpalazzo gives her the nick name, "Silent Killer" which...oddly enough...makes her smile.
NOW ON WARD!!
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*some where in America*
Briefs: *has birthday presents all around her* *gets the last present**thinks* "This better be the Playstation two I asked for or someone's going to be sorry if it's another pair of socks!!" *Starts opening it*"Okay, so maybe this isn't a PS2 but maybe it's more money? Huh? Huh?"
Briefs' mom: *takes pictures at every moment*
Briefs: *finds an envelope* Let's see what's in here....PLEASE BE MONEY! *opens it* Huh?
I, Koshi Rikdo , hereby give Briefs the permission to turn my "Excel Saga" into her own story.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
Briefs: *looks up at the guests surrounding her with a vein popping out*
Rikdo: *smiles and waves*
Briefs: WHAT THE HELL IS THIS CRAP?! I WANTED A PLAYSTATION 2! *goes after and chases him* NOT PERMISSION TO MAKE A STORY!! DIE!!!!
(You can probably tell that's what my main goal to get at Christmas or my birthday, lol)
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"HAIL ILPALAZZO!"
The leader of ACROSS sat there back in his throne only in his white shirt and boxers along with his big shoulder throne and cap.
"YourExcelExcelhasreturnedyourIlpalazzoness!" She suddenly draw a blank there when her world wide fantasy was to be somewhat intimate with her boss yet, right now would be an awkward moment.
Hyatt took the initiative," If I may ask, why are you with no clothes on sir?"
"Well Agent Hyatt, due to the maximum over flow of the blood you brought out from your body, it affected my clothes and yet the stain did not want to come out so I have them at the dry cleaners. Of course that isn't your fault."
"Why thank you sir."
As Excel started to babble on about how truthful she is, a decent conversation started between the other two.
"So why were you absent for those three days, Agent Hyatt?"
"Pardon me for that sir, but I had to have a truck load of blood packets inserted back into me so I can at least stand up. I'll make it up anyway I can sir."
"No, no, there's no need for that. " He turned to the annoyance that stood right next to her. "Agent Excel. Agent Hyatt?"
"Eh?"
"Yes?"
"Due to ACROSS failure last time to achieve world conquest, I have brought two more members to join us.
"WHAT?! BUT LORD ILPALAZZO SIR!"
"More co-workers?" Hyatt asked.
"Indeed. You may know them Excel. You were supposed to pick them up from the airport this morning."
A confused but blank face drew up on Excel's expression until she saw two figures emerge from the shadows. One of them happened to be a tall blonde haired blue eyed girl. About 18 or so. "That's right! We called you yesterday to say we would be coming in with your confirmation that you would be picking us up! What's the deal?!"
Excel suddenly realized she had to do that so she just turned into a bubbling puddle as Hyatt looked at them. "Oh! You two must be the cousins Senior has told me about. Eris..."
The angry one.
"And Oshan?"
The one who was silent and looking at the ground.
The leader stood up. "These two warriors actually have what it takes to be in a secret ideological organization such as ACROSS so! I'm immediately promoting these two to senior officers and Excel to junior. Have fun I have to go pick up my dry cleaning."
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They all sat around a hot pot that Excel started to cook and decided to have some free time to talk. "So, what necessary skills do you guys have that made Lord Ilpalazzo choose you into ACROSS?" Excel asked as she stirred the food.
"Well...first off Excel, you're going to have to pay that guy with the big ass fro for taking us to the secret meeting place-"
"Yo!" peeked Nabeshin from the window.
"GO AWAY CRETIN!" Excel shut the window on his fingers and shut the drapes as the 'fro man yelped in pain. "Uh huh, go on."
Hyatt was too dead to listen anyway.
"I have deadly magic skills and your younger cousin here has superb skills with guns and combat fighting. Go ahead Oshan, show cousin your collection."
The younger girl, who was petting Menchi nicely nodded and got up to her suit case. She kneeled and opened it up as Excel's eyes widened in shock.
There were so many deadly weapons in that only suitcase Oshan brought she was afraid that one of these days while they're here, she'll be killed by family in her sleep!
"Oh!" Hyatt started to awake now, "What a full choice of pretty guns!"
"Yeah, Ilpalazzo even gave a nickname for little Oshan. The only way to get her to smile is to say "Silent Killer."
All of them, including a Puuchuu, leaned in at Oshan who slowly raised her mouth up into a upside down arch. That, was a smile.
The orange haired girl (it looks orange to me!) scratched her head confused, "I don't know about you Hatchan but that really creeps me out."
"Yes, " she nodded. "I think I'm going to have to agree with you, Senior."
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There you go!
