Disclaimer: I don't own this series, if I did, Homura would have summoned a tank battalion.
A/N: Some fanfics are made by utter geniuses. The authors of those fics are to be commended, admired, and should consider writing their own series. I am not one of those authors. I am a 15-year-old teenager with too much time on his hands, a laptop, and a fanfiction account that I barely know how to use. This fic might be ridiculous. It might be filled with plot holes. It might be so horrible that My Immortal and the Prayer Warriors look like works of art in comparison. But I'm gonna do it anyway, because the cast of Puella Magi Madoka Magica deserves a true, complete, and unconditional happy ending.
Constructive criticism and tips on how to improve are appreciated. Flames, insults, and comparisons to Hitler are not.
So, without further ado, here is the first chapter of Just One More Time.
Chapter One: I want to go back and save everyone!
Madoka was crying.
To be precise, she was surrounded by the bodies of Mami, Sayaka, and Kyoko, while she was crying over Homura's corpse.
No, not her corpse, her shell. She was crying over an empty shell while the real Homura was somewhere inside the Grief Seed.
She could still remember the fight with the witch, the wings coming out of Homura, her blackened soul gem, her saying how happy she was that she had been able to protect her, the shattering of glass, the destruction of the newborn Witch, and Kyubey talking about the true fate of Magical Girls.
What happened next had been even worse.
Mami went crazy, shooting Kyoko and sobbing about how death was the only way out for them. Sayaka managed to destroy the older girl's soul gem, but one of the musket shots ripped right through her own, leaving Madoka the only one still alive.
'You know, there is a way to fix all of this.'
Madoka turned and saw the incubator, calmly staring at her. "How?" she asked, though she was sure of what the answer would be.
'If you make a contract with me, and become a Magical Girl, you could save your friends and change this world.'
She hesitated, Homura had constantly warned her against becoming a Magical Girl, and now she knew why. If she made the contract, she would either become a witch herself, or die.
The pink-haired girl looked down at Homura's Grief Seed.
But if she did become a magical girl, she could stop this from happening. She could save Homura, Mami, Sayaka, and Kyoko, and be doomed to the fate that awaited all Magical Girls.
Was it worth it?
Definitely.
Madoka Kaname stood up and faced the incubator. "Alright, I'll take your contract." she said.
Kyubey would have smiled if it could. "What is your wish?"
Madoka took a deep breath. "I, I want to go back and change all this, I want to go back and protect my friends. I want to go back and save everyone!"
For a fraction of a second, the creature's eyes widened.
But then the incubator resumed its normal expression. "Your wish has surpassed entropy" it said.
And time took several steps backward.
A/N: Well? Good? Decent? Horrible? Please review and tell me what you think and how to improve. You can also ask questions about how this fic will play out, though I can't guarantee I'll answer.