Magical Girl Lyrical Witch
I know I got a pure PMMM fic which has a similar idea(using Witch's power), but one, this idea does not wish to leave me and two, the other fic uses a different way to use the power when I get further for you to see.
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A small blond boy ran through the forest. A horrible growl sounded around him as he stop to face it. He held out a hand with a small red gem in it.
"Ancient lights, put the unforgiven inside the ring of sealing!" a network of lines formed in the air, creating a magic circle, in front of the boy.
A blob of darkest night leaped out of the undergrowth and slammed into the circle. A moment passes as the two forces battled before the monster was thrown back. Dark red liquid pored out of the monster as it dragged itself away.
"It getting away." The boy said to himself, taking a step toward it. A rich red stained his green clothes showing that he was not unharmed by the clash. He falls face down and calls out weakly "Someone...help...me."
000
Meanwhile, on the other side of town, in a place outside of reality
A small winged head of what may have been a human head scream in unfocused rage before a arrow of pink energy struck it gone. As in, nothing left of it.
The archer stood on a stone pillar not too far away. Her dark pink hair, almost red was done up in short pigtails at the side with bows of black cloth and the back was left to flow down in a cape of hair reaching to the backs of her knees. Her eyes softly glowed red in the gloom of the world she stood in and her skin seem ever so faintly tanned.
A black cloth chocker was around her neck, she also wore a dark purple-brown short-sleeved open shirt pinned together by a wire work ball with a spike downward and a pink bow on top and a light purple corset, visible though the X of her shirt. Finishing her appal was a open at the front purple-brown skirt that reached to three-quarters down her legs and small strips of black cloths lined the skirt, both the actual part and ghosting the missing part of the skirt.
Gloves of light purple, thigh-high purple-brown stocking and black short heeled shoes were also wore. A bow of dark purple wood that broke into thorns at the bottom, three ends with one with a blacken rose and a string of pale light was held in her right hand.
6 months ago, I drowned.
More face monsters appeared as a lamia-like monster slid into view.
On the edge of death, I met myself.
A laser shot out of the mouth of the lamia which the archer jumped over it.
She was different, while I was kind-
The bow was drawn back, an arrow of pink formed.
She was sadistic. While I would never kill-
The archer let go, sending the bolt into the tail of the lamia. "One," the girl intoned.
She bathe in blood. But at that moment-
Another arrow struck the breast. "Two," She counted as she landed.
We wanted the same thing-
A third logged into what may have been a eye. "Three."
We wanted to live!
Another arrow was notched.
We made a pact with ourselves.
"Resonating shot!" she yelled as the arrow flew though the monster.
From that day, I am no longer just human-
The three arrows in the monster exploded as it gave a unearthly wail.
I am Kriemhild Gretchen, the witch of salvation!
A small metal object not unlike the wire work ball on the archer's shirt hit the ground.
I am Madoka Kaname, the human of hope!
The archer picked up the object as the illogical realm around her fell apart to show Uminari City around her.
I will not die to a feral witch-
She toss the object in a rip in the air.
nor a puella magi.
In Russian, a rip opened, causing a strangely dressed girl to snap around to face it.
I shall not eat another's soul-
The object shot out at the girl and bounce off her face. The rip then closed.
Nor allow a human to fall to a witch.
After a moment, the girl look down and pick it up. She shrugged and held it to her green gem.
Hear me, world-
Back in Uminari City, the archer changed in pink lights.
Uminari City is under my protection!
A bright pink haired girl of 4'8" with pink eyes stood in a white school outfit with black trims. Her hair no longer reaching to her knee, but still in pigtails, with thin ribbons of red then bows of black.
For the last 6 months, I have hunted every last witch and familiar from my home city, both to protect the people and to make the city undesirable to puella magus so they don't find me by chance-
She stared at the sea for a moment before returning home to her sleeping family.
So why does the air feel like a storm is coming?
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Before someone goes Madoka is OOC, one, this is fanfiction, there a story somewhere where everyone but Homura is OOC for a loop(muscle head Mami is the greatest thing on this earth BTW), two, she's 9 so we are starting at a different place mentally and three, she fused with her witch self and is a 'magic girl' solo vet of 6 months so a little OOC should be expected.
So I'll get you lot up to speed on Madoka knowledge of the last six months. Knows of Puella magus, that they are created by wishes, need grief seeds to clean their gems, can sense witches.
Knows of witches, that they were young girls, that they normally feed on other humans, that they drop a seed on death that is actually a soul, they create familiars that can become more witches if they feed on five humans.
Does not know, that it young girl to puella magi to witch, kyubey, soul gems are souls or other magic systems.
Anyway, some questions I foresee. Will the others of PMMM appear? Yes, but not for a while(and only one at first.) Will the others of MG- ~Points at the box at the top~ Nanoha's name not there to mislead you. How did Madoka even meet her witch, it doesn't even exist yet? One, fanfiction! Two, that a future plot point so sit down and wait. And no, it not Homura's time travel.
Anyway review, flame or lurk.