Yeah soo, here's my second go at a Hyperdimension Neptunia fic
Disclaimer: Hyperdimension Neptunia, Gamindustri, and its characters all belong to Idea Factory and Compile Heart. All I own is Wulff
In the world of Gamindustri things are about as far from normal as one can possibly imagine: the people were governed by a pudding-loving Goddess who seemed to be more focused on gaming and going on about her day, while her younger sibling (and the nation's CPU Candidate) seemed to be baring the brunt of the load known as responsibility. But rather then rise up in revolt at the laidback deity and give her a punt from the Basilicom, the citizens were actually happy with their lady Purple Heart despite the looming CPU Shift period that lay ahead of theirs and every other nation.
"This whole Shift concept could lead to the rise of a new CPU in every other nation, but I really hope Nepgear finally gets the call up she deserves." The sandy-haired young man in question would take a generous swig of the coffee he had just purchased from the Ristarbucks behind him, savoring the flavor of the dark liquid as he continued his walk to the Basilicom and his first day on guard detail. It was everything that the young man who was born Wolfram und Hart (Luckily he had had it legally shortened to Wulff for the sake of his own sanity.) had worked his way up from a simple Hunter taking care of wild packs of Dogoos to eventually getting noticed by the Oracle of Planeptune herself, although he was still very unhappy about how the initial interview went down.
That day was the first time he had ever been asked to enter the inner sanctum of the Basilicom, it was a privilege generously reserved for those who were under the direct command of Lady Neptune (or in most cases Oracle Histoire or Lady Nepgear) so for someone of his vocation to be summoned into such a place either meant that he was in for a major commendation, or a divine and swift boot to the ass.
"I always knew that the Basilicom was a sight to be seen, but I didn't think that someone like me would be called in." Before Wulff could further contemplate on the myriad of reasons that his nation's higher ups to call a simple Hunter into the principal's office, he would be brought to attention by the sound of the door across from him opening as IF, the head of the Basilicom's Intelligence Division walking into the office with a purposeful stride in her step and a manila file in her hands as she looked him over without saying a word.
"Aww shit, what's the Intelligence Division want with me? I haven't lied on any paperwork since I forged Grammy's signature just so I can take that field trip to the Chocolate Factory, and that old battle axe STILL figured it out after the fact!" He would wince silently as his hand went to his back out of habit as the brunette took a seat at the desk across from him, her green eyes watching him like a dire wolf salivating over a future meal.
"Thank you for coming here so promptly today, I realize that with your workload that you're usually in the field around this hour but I consider this a matter of importance." IF would continue to watch his movements with a raised brow, his hand occasionally going to the middle of his back as she continued to make the poor schlub sweat. "Is everything alright? You seem to be a little out of it." Iffy would look down at the contents of his file for any signs of an injury in his medical record, finding only a note of a scar near his lower back.
"Yes ma'am, just an old childhood injury that flares up from time to time. Nothing really to worry about." Wulff would watch her reaction carefully, her raised eyebrow not exactly lowering in assurance at his words as she glanced through the contents of that file carefully. "With all due respect ma'am, why am I here? I've always completed my paperwork on time, I've done my best to keep squeaky clean with the people and my fellow Hunters alike, my résumé should pretty much speak for itself-" He would continue to rant and rave for a full minute leaving IF to rub her temples in exasperation before she slammed her hands down on the desk in order to silence him.
"Hey! This isn't a disciplinary issue so you can save your diatribes for your superiors back at the Hunters Guild..not that you'll be seeing them for much longer once we're done here." IF would sigh and close the file calm, making a note to question Histoire on just why in her three days (a staple of the small Oracle's processing habits) of deliberation that she would settle in on this individual. But before she could get to the real meat and potatoes of the matter at hand, he would stand up out of his seat and march up to the desk with an irritated look on his face.
"Ohh, so it's an old-fashioned firing then is it? After everything I've done for the good of Planeptune? Without me this place would be overrun with Dogoos and other pieces of crap that would try to eat us alive you stuck up-" IF would growl and grab the hysterical young man by the collar and shake him vigorously, not stopping until his steel gray eyes were spinning comedically.
"Now you listen to me you paranoid piece of dehydrated Ranpig jerky, nobody's here to fire you or crack the whip, as a matter of fact we were planning to-" Before she could go any further in her rant the door would open once again to disrupt any further hostilities, only this time Histoire herself would make her way into the office with an exhausted sigh as well as some messed up hair.
"Goodness gracious, Neptune is really insistent on shirking her responsibilities today. IF Please make sure that the intelligence briefings are set up for this afternoon's meeting, and do inform our security candidate that his evaluation will be moved to next week." Histoire would stop speaking to take note of her surroundings with a look of bewilderment as both Iffy and Wulff would be doing their best to act like they weren't seconds away from killing one another, Histy herself would give a polite smile to the hoodie-wearing young man sitting across from the desk. "Ahh I see you've already begun the interview process in my stead. It's a pleasure to meet you Mister Hart, I trust that IF has given you the good news?"
The sandy-haired Hunter would look at the Oracle with a perplexed expression before looking to IF for some sort of verification on the issue, only to find that she now had a knowing expression upon her face as she gathered up his file.
"I was just about to let our friend here know when you showed up Histy, although I think it would mean a heck of a lot more if news of this magnitude came from the Oracle of Planeptune herself." IF would calmly adjust her green leaf bow as she took a seat on the edge of the desk as Histoire poured herself a cup of tea from a teapot that he was certain wasn't in the room before she showed up.
"Actually, an announcement like this would normally be handled by Neptune herself. But seeing as she's once again managed to slip out of the building in order to indulge her usual pudding cravings, and Nepgear has requested to take a personal day to herself then I suppose that duty has indeed fallen in my capable hands." Histoire would make her way over to the clearly bewildered Hunter and hold out a freshly minted identification badge. Wolfram und Hart; because of your exemplary service to the nation of Planeptune and its citizens, and on behalf of our beloved Lady Neptune, we of the Basilicom are pleased to offer you a position in our facility's security detail." Wulff would stand there with a look of dumbfounded awe at the opportunity being laid out in front of him, simply looking down at the ID badge as if it were one of the many Lost Treasures of Gamindustri before a cocky smirk finally crossed his face as he calmly took the badge out of the Oracle's hand.
"Man, the guys back at the guild are gonna hate me when they see me wearing one of these babies!"
Wulff would toss the empty coffee cup into a nearby waste receptacle as he looked up at the sky with a wistful smile, ships from the other nations making there way here in order to commemorate not only the impending successful launch of the "Find-A-Nep" App but also the two year anniversary of the peace that followed the Goddesses saving all of Hyperdimension from being merged with the Zero Dimension. "Seems like it's going to be quite the day for our fair little burg, as a member of security it really wouldn't look too great for me to be late for my first day!" With a cocky smile decorating his expression, Wulff would make a beeline for the Basilicom before his new superiors would take note of his tardiness.
Sorry for the lack of main cast in this opener, I just wanted a nice quick start to a fic that I'm looking forward to digging into as time goes on, if you really need your Nep fix then please feel free to read my other HDN fic "A simple cup of coffee" and if you like what I'm doing then feel free to vote in the poll on my profile page.
Ta-Ta for now, and have a very Neppu-ful day!
