Author Note / Disclamer: Thank you for choosing to read this crossover. It is not finished as of 18th July 2016 and will be updated regularly. Touhou Project is created by ZUN, head of Team Shanghai Alice and all rights are reserved to him and those relevant. I do not own the series. I however, own this crossover and GKE Universe. GKE Universe is a Sci-Fi story I am writing on Wattpad at " story/42015513" All rights are reserved to me regarding this and you can PM me if there are any questions.

Special thanks to "IceOriental123" and Keiron Wong for GKE Universe. BTW, don't tell them I am writing this. They will kill me!

Lolite: Humanoid creatures found native on Cela. They declared war on NanoTec, a human colony on Sirrea in the Small Magellanic Cloud, about the time as this story takes place.

RIG: Short for "Real-Time Intelligence Gear" The staple equipment for all NanoTec operations. It measures vital signs, mental stability, heart rate, blood sugar levels, lactic acid build-up, blood levels, etc... It also displaces this information holographically and can act as a HUD for combat purposes.

NanoTec: Read my story on WattPad to find out. It is too long to explain their history, ideals, purpose whatnots.

Loa: The Lolite's official bureaucratic language of administration. It is typically very high pitched and spoken very quickly.

Unexpected Landing

Alone in the darkness, atop an isolated hill stood a Shinto shrine. The shrine was not unique. It was of average size and average layout and poorly maintained. The courtyard was silent, not a single creature stirring but a shrine maiden standing alone by the Torii gate. The sky was slightly overcast but was clear enough to see the stars in the night sky. Amongst those stars, was one out of place. In fact, it had never been there before. That star, blazed a bright orange trail of fire, streaking across the sky beautifully. The shrine maiden watched silently as it plummeted, disappearing beyond the horizon.

"Something's not right..." she mumbled to herself before retreating back into the shrine.

Tylo awoke to the sound of ringing in his ears and when he opened his eyes, his vision was blurred and he could not focus on his surroundings. Feeling around, he noted that his body was laid flat on a poly-foam crash bed with his harness strapping him down. Three other people lay next to him, Tylo's squad mates, in what seemed to be a circular room. His whole body ached, from his neck, down to his feet.

"Get off this ship! Now!"

His captain's last words resonated within his mind as he pushed him into the only functional escape pod before the ship's backbone snapped and the burning aft portion of the cruiser plunge into the atmosphere of the alien planet with the captain still on board. He undid his safety gear and pushed himself into a sitting position before opening his RIG systems.

Vital state: 80%, Blue. Mental state: 50%, Yellow, disturbed. Tylo nodded subconsciously before looking out of the pod's windows. The window behind him revealed a misty lake stretching across into the distance with a blur shadow of what seemed to be a castle along the horizon. The one to his left, revealed a stretch of burnt trees and unearthed soil with metal/ plastic scraps littering the path. He did not bother to look out of the other windows.

"Sunrise, orange sky, white clouds… Oxygen atmosphere. Next thing, I have to find out where we are on this planet… Compass is going haywire, it's spinning too much. Latitude, longitude checks… Too many forests blocking the way. Right..."

Suddenly, something brushed past the starboard hull of the pod. Whatever it was, it was murmuring something in a high pitch, unintelligible language. Tylo immediately jumped to the window to his right and saw nothing but blackness outside.

"Yonso-oni wa ~."

The thing spoke. Tylo's automatic translator picked up the sound instantly and added it to its vocabulary. Each window became dark and see through repeatedly as the creature walked, or flew rather, around the pod several times. Tylo then slowly, flicked a few commands on his RIG and, the locker above his crash mat opened immediately, revealing his battle RIG, consisting of a Buzzard-jump suit, rifle, carbon blade and a bulky, heavy and yet reliable fusion jetpack. The creature outside began scratching or biting at the hull. The resultant screeching was unnerving.

The screeching eventually faded away. Tylo swallowed his saliva with an audible gulp and looked out of the windows. None were clouded with darkness this time.

"What the hell..." he mumbled to himself as he took his rifle off the opened locker. A SMGP-98, Assault rifle with an extendable barrel for sniping. With a pull of a lever, the pod hatch blew off with a cloud of white smoke. The air was fresh and cool, the smell of dew spilled into the pod. Tylo poked his head out and scanned his surroundings again. Nothing. Whatever that was, Tylo thought to himself, if he was caught out in the open by that thing again, he would be dead.

A few minutes passed without incident and within that time, the rest of Tylo's squad mates rose from their slumber. They were clearly in as much pain as he was. Tylo confirmed their status. All blue. They stepped out of the pod in silence, holding their full battle gear under their arms as they left.

"Where are we now sir?!" Moho, the grenadier exclaimed, seemingly in distress.

"Calm down. We are on Cela. The Lolite homeworld. No idea where on the surface though… Miyu?"

The engineer of the squad looked up instinctively.

"Miyu, go and try the… no, the distress beacon would reveal our location. Try the localized radio. See if you can get a hold of another one of our ships."

"Roger." She replied and entered the pod again before coming out almost immediately. "Nothing sir. There is a strong magnetic field in this area and there is nothing but static."

Tylo nodded and was about to reply before he noticed a huge black sphere flying towards the group and a breakneck speed. It uprooted shrubs and short grass in it's path. Not again! Tylo immediately dodged out of the way and escaped death. Barely. Tylo clutched a gash on his left shin as he watched the black ball approach slowly. He squinted his eyes… The ball was shedding it's dark layer. Tylo and the rest of his squad waited in anticipation, guns ready.

The ball of darkness eventually dissipated completely and floating in it's place was a little girl, or a small humanoid with female features with her arms spread out perpendicularly to her body. She or whatever it was had short blonde hair with a little red ribbon tied onto her hair which hung near her left temple. She wore a black vest and skirt, and white blouse with a red tie bordered by two large red beads around her neck. Her optical orbit was enlarged, both eyes taking up nearly 20% of her face, normal for a typical Lolite. Her rounded face showed a smile, seeming to be one of hunger rather than of curiosity.

"Naathdarae?" She spoke calmly as she tilted her head slightly.

"Go on… Keep talking." Tylo mumbled to himself, all the while looking down the sights.

"Nani iotet rui?" The girl spoke again, this time sounding impatient.

"Yes… Keep speaking…" Tylo again mumbled to himself as his translator made a satisfying 'beep' noise, signifying the successful translation of the Loa dialect.

"I am Rumia! *error * of Darkness. Who are you?!"

"There we go." Tylo said. "You can understand me right?"

"Of course! I haven't seen you people around before. Did you all come in that?" Rumia pointed at the half destroyed escape pod.

"Yes we did." The previously silent, final member of Tylo's squad, Skye, special munitions, spoke. "Why have you attacked us?"

"Why, that's because I am hungry." Rumia replied cheerfully.

Everyone was stunned. Especially Miyu, who nearly fell to her knees. Rumia began speaking again.

"Is that so ~. Well, I want to enjoy my meal, so keep quiet. This won't hurt a bit..."

With that, the ball of darkness re-enveloped Rumia and with one quick swoop, Tylo was in the air upside down. He was within the black sphere and could not see a thing. A sharp pain suddenly shot through his left ankle as teeth sunk deep into his flesh.

"Agh! Let me go you little..."

Raising his rifle, Tylo held down the trigger and fired away, spraying lead in all directions. Rumia screamed as the sound of metal impacting flesh echoed in Tylo's ears. He soon found himself falling straight down into the forested area. With a little luck, he fell into the canopy of a large tree, branches breaking his fall. He tumbled through the follage and landed on his back, the shock of the impact shaking his entire body, leaving him stunned. Miyu was the first person to find him.

"Are you OK? She got you good… Can you stand?"

Tylo lifted his finger. It was twitching eccentrically. "Yeah… Maybe."

Moho and Skye arrived soon after. Moho went under Tylo and lifted him up by the arm. Tylo grimaced at the throbbing pain at his ankle, but maintained a straight face nonetheless.

"Any injuries?" Tylo inquired.

"No sir, but you need to rest. The bio-foam is in the pod." Miyu replied rather worriedly.

"I should be fine. I can walk." Tylo tried to stand without Moho's support and nearly fell over.

"OK, we need to split up so we can map the local area." Tylo said as he limped through the forest. A light wind blew through the trees, causing the leaves to rustle. "Moho and Skye, you two find a way around the lake. I and Miyu will go beyond the forest."

"Yes sir, but..." Moho began to speak but was interrupted by Tylo.

"I know. You can go ahead first. I will carry on soon enough."

"...OK. Roger that. Take care out there. Skye, lets go."

Moho and Skye saluted, turned and began walking away briskly back to the escape pod to equip their battle RIG. Tylo and Miyu did the same.

So began the crash survivors' adventures in Gensokyo, a world hidden on the surface of an alien world, full of surprises and wonder. Who knows where they might go from then on. Perhaps one may step into a mansion so large, it warps his sense of direction. Or perhaps another might find himself staring down the gates of the underworld. Maybe, someone might find a peculiar shrine maiden just awaiting his arrival. Only time would tell but that would be a story for another time.

To be continued