Chapter 2 of Conversion! Hold on people, it's going to be a bumpy ride.
Also, in regards to Oriko and Kirika (later in the chapter); if you haven't read Oriko Magica, one of Madoka Magica's sister series, you probably won't know them.
(September 22 cont.)
Sayaka contemplated. "If we joined up...what would we be doing?"
"Taking down the guys that worked me over, of course." Kyoko said. "And the ones who are after you, too."
"I..." Sayaka started. "I don't want that. I want to help people, not crush them."
"You'd be helping yourself, you idiot! Did you ever think about that?" Kyoko leaned against a wall. "Listen, they're not just gonna go away and leave you alone now. They know your face. They know your reputation. You'd be a fool not to try and help yourself!"
"Then I'm a fool." Sayaka answered. "Because I don't want to fight like that. But...I'm not opposed to having you around."
"Heh," Kyoko smirked. "How about this, then. I have your back, you have my back, if we really need it."
"We'd probably be safer that way, Sayaka," Madoka added. Sayaka furrowed her brow.
"Fine, Sakura. You've got yourself a deal." Sayaka paused. "I'll form an alliance. But I want you to teach me how to kick."
(September 26)
"My kick is a very simple thing. It's made to take out an opponant in one strike." Kyoko said, tying the kickpad to the tree. "For that, there's one key element. At the moment when the kick hits, you have to throw your whole body into it." She stepped back from the tree. "First, I want you to step forward on your left leg, committing your weight. At the same time, bring your right arm up and to the left. Twist your upper body a little." She walked through the first moves, Sayaka watching her intently. "Raise your knee up and to the side. Use your leg as an axis to spin. And then..." Kyoko swung her leg back, letting forward and hitting the tree so hard that a branch fell. "Make the impact!"
"That was amazing..." Sayaka said unintentionally.
"Of course it was," Kyoko said, smiling. "Now, I want you to try it."
Sayaka stepped forward, raising her arm, and drawing her knee back, before snapping it forward in a powerful burst. She managed to shake the tree slightly, but it had nowhere near the same impact as Kyoko's kick.
"Again." Kyoko said. Sayaka kicked.
"Again."
"Again."
"Again."
"Shut up, Kyoko!" Sayaka yelled, kicking the tree as hard as she could.
"That's more like it!" Kyoko said.
"Sayaka!" Madoka said. "What's wrong? You're breathing pretty heavily."
"Kyoko...watching...me train..." Sayaka panted.
"You're more into this than I thought." Madoka sighed. "You know, sometimes I feel so helpless when I'm around you. Maybe someday, you can teach me?"
"I don't want you to have to fight, Madoka." Sayaka said, sitting down by her. "You don't need to."
"I know. It's just...sometimes I wish..."
"Yo!" Kyoko said, walking over to the two girls.
"How was it?" Madoka asked.
"Couldn't say," Kyoko said, untying the rope that held her bike to the bike rack.
"Was it that bad?" Sayaka asked.
Kyoko turned to smirk at her. "Couldn't say." She paused. "You know, Miki. When the heat's settled off both our asses, I want a fight. A long, rough, fight." She pointed at Sayaka. "You got that?"
"I...don't want that." Sayaka said.
Kyoko laughed. "Too bad." She wheeled her bike toward the end of the street as Sayaka and Madoka walked along next to her.
Madoka shook her head. "You guys are weird. I don't know how you can like fighting so much." She punched Sayaka in the arm a couple times.
"Why are you hitting me?" Sayaka asked. "Ow! Madoka!" She aimed a kick at Madoka's side.
"Sayaka!" Madoka gasped.
"Oi! Stay away from the roughhousing, children," Kyoko called, punching Sayaka in the cheek.
"That's it, Kyoko!" Sayaka exclaimed, punching her straight back. Madoka laughed.
(September 29)
"You're worthless," the girl dressed all in black said, picking the boy up by the collar of his shirt. "Street fighting my ass." She looked at him with mismatched eyes. "Oriko will not be seen hanging with the likes of you. So...I'll get rid of you for her."
"Wait...stop...please!" his friend gasped out, and the girl turned to stare at him, throwing her arms up.
"Street fights are different. You two don't belong here. This is my place. mine and Oriko's," Kirika continued, kicking the boy in the ribs ruthlessly.
"Kirika," a voice said, and the girl turned.
"Oh! Oriko!" She cried, running toward the girl dressed in white. "I was just clearing these guys out for you."
"That's enough." She ordered, before staring at the girl. "A certain...problem has arisen."
"Problem?" Kirika asked. "What 'problem'?"
"Kirika, don't be such an ignorant child. Madoka Kaname. The Hunter's best friend. I've heard that she has a special...relationship with Homura Akemi."
Kirika scowled. "Child? I'm only one-hundred-and-twenty-one days younger than you!"
(October 2)
"Hey," a girl said. Sayaka looked up in surprise.
"Mami." Mami walked over to the bench, taking a seat beside Sayaka.
"What're you out here for? It's rare to see you in this area."
"I'm waiting for Madoka and our...acquaintance." Sayaka answered. Mami nodded.
"That's great. Well, I hope you guys have fun!" She said, snanding again. "I have to go. maybe we can hang out sometime, Miki-san?"
Madoka walked along the path next to the train tracks that she used to get to school everyday. She felt a little nervous by herself in the city; it was so big, and everyone seemed to be searching for her and Sayaka lately, but she tried to ignore it.
"Oh, no, I'm late..." she said, looking down at her cell phone. "Kyoko...I wonder if she'll be mad." She paused. "She'll definitely be mad!" She began walking at a faster pace, up the stairs, and turned to her right, only to be stopped in her tracks.
"Yo," a girl wearing all black said. Her eyes held a look of viciousness to them, and Madoka took a step back.
"H-Hi..."
She turned and began to run, pressing the call button on her cell phone. Sayaka, pick up. Please, Sayaka!
No answer.
"Running won't do any good, you know," the girl said, and Madoka looked up to that she was now face to face with her. The girl's eyes were unusually colored; mismatched, one a dark brown, the other an icy blue. She shut her eyes, then blinked them back open. "Oriko seems to be concerned with you. And whatever concerns Oriko concerns me too." She paused. "You're an issue, Madoka Kaname. I have devoted myself indefinitely to Oriko. She doesn't want you around. So...I will eliminate you!"
The phone slid from Madoka's hand. "Why..."
The next thing she knew, she was on the ground. And pretty soon, everything was black.
"Sayaka, it's Kyoko."
"Kyoko?" Sayaka asked into the phone, raising an eyebrow. "What's happened? You're really late."
"Madoka got hit."
Sayaka nearly dropped the phone.
"What?"
"She got hit. Madoka. Those bastards...dammit! They got her bad."
Sayaka stood abruptly, lowering her hand. "Madoka...Madoka was...hit?" She blinked once, and then took off running.
Sayaka ran until she reached the hospital, throwing open the door and clambering inside, running up the steps, nearly slipping several times. She looked both ways down the hall, and took off down the right section, checking the door numbers rapidly, slamming into a room labeled 721, with the patient name 'Kaname, Madoka' next to the door.
"M-Madoka..." She said, trailing off. The pink-haired girl lay on the bed, unmoving, foot suspended in the air, and bruises across her face and arms. "Madoka.." Sayaka stumbled backwards, moving back toward the door.
Her phone rang again.
"Kyoko." She said, answering it. "Madoka is..."
"I know...but I don't know much more than that. Some chick named Kirika did it."
"Kirika..." Sayaka whispered into the phone.
"Miki, I know what you're thinking. Don't go after her alone. We don't know what she can do."
"Madoka...was helpless. She didn't get a chance to fight back. Justice...must be granted." Sayaka said darkly.
"Sayaka, revenge isn't going to help here! Why don't you just-" Kyoko started, but was cut off. "Shit. I'll call you back."
Sayaka groaned as the line went dead. She pressed her hands to her head angrily. "Why? This is all my fault. If Madoka wasn't...then maybe..." She couldn't get her thoughts together. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" She shouted, rushing back out of the hospital, and dropping to her knees in the rain outside. She looked up at the sky, a single tear slipping from her eye.
"I don't want this..."
End Chapter 2.