"Greetings, Chief Kazanari. I'm Miki Martinozzi of the Chrono Correction Force and I'll be working with your niece and her partner very soon. In fact, I'll start…7 minutes from now, after you guys stop pointing your weapons at me. Yes, , fist counts as weapons, especially yours."
….
"Great job, girls! But Kanade, please stop leaving your back wide open. Tsu-chan and I can only cover so much ground."
"Yeah? And who's carrying an ENTIRE gallery of Noble Phantasm instead of just a fragment like us Symphogear users?"
"Kanade, please don't bring it up. You know Miki can't actually use any of them …"
…
"So… what was that?"
"Sorry Tsubasa, Kanade. That was Bazett. She collects those things called Class Cards."
"W-Wait, she fights those things with her BARE HANDS?!"
"Yeah… Kanade, can you cover up Tsubasa's eyes for me? I think she just got PTSD from looking at that Heroic Spirit's-OOOHH, that's gonna leave a mental mark…"
…
"Thank you, Tsubasa-san, Miki-san and Kanade-san. Without your help, the Book of Darkness incident could've led to mass panics and even Counter Guardian intervention."
"Aw, shucks! Don't be so formal, Testarossa! If anything, you guys provided even more help than we did! I won't mind meeting you guys again any day!"
"…Well, without the monsters at least, and more duets"
"M-Miki! You promised~!"
…
"K-Kanade! Please, d-don't-"
"TSUBASA! COUNTER GUARDIAN AT 12!"
"KANADEEEEE!"
"GODDAMN IT! TEMPESTASCU-"
*SPLASH*
"…M-Miki?"
"Damn it… when I say…Counter Guardian at…12…it means…there's a fucking Counter Guardian…IN…FRONT…O-ARGH!"
"D-Don't move, Miki, your wounds-"
"Sorry, Tsu-chan… I fucked up and now we're all fuck…"
"N-no…K-Kanade…M-Miki…it's all…my…"
"Well… I know that I can't *COUGH* can't say sorry for shit…so…consider this my parting gift. VENTO…VELOCE!
CHAPTER 1: Back to the not so distant future
"GAH!" the pink haired girl jolted awake, her canine ears and tail stood alerted as if a threat was there. It was certainly a threat to her sanity, at least.
A couple years (from her perspective at least) had passed after she was forced to abandon that singularity. The memories seem to have different ideas, though. It never left. Every night, it keeps coming back, again and again, like it was mocking her.
Not that she can ever bring herself to actually try to forget them, that is. It was her failure, and it will have to live with her forever, so that she would never repeat them again.
"Huh, I'm one hell of a pussy, am I?" she muttered to herself, wiping some tears off her eyes. Her eternally messy short pink hair was a stark contrast to the light blue hue casted onto the room by the object above her…
Flonyard 0451. 31th Century, Next Sunday A.D
Current Location: Chaldea Security Organization, Sol 2 Sector.
World status: Administrated by the TSAB
Main Chaldeas observation room.
Her right ear twitched. The dog-like appendage usually twitches when she's either annoyed or if something was going to drastically alters a large portion of her life. Seeing that she apparently slept in while maintaining their base's Chaldeas, she guessed that it was going to be thing related to her next leyshift throwing her into a wild adventure... Or it could be the former, which makes more sense. She stood up, her lazily wagging tail betraying her cheerful tone.
"Another day of adventure and mysteries to be solved, which may or may not include rewriting history! Yay!"
People never suspect a thing, but behind those crazy antics and (questionably) lovable-rouge façade, Inazuma Mikhail Martinozzi was a woman with many sins that can never be rectify.
"... I'm not going to do the 'running fast enough to access second magic' experiment , y'know?" sitting right in front of Miki was Zelretch, the Second Sorcerer himself… but from a different timeline.
The old man merely chuckled "Nonsense, child. Your speed is impressive, but it's nowhere near what I need if I ever required that done. No, I'm here today because I have something for you."
Miki quickly eyed the door, planning on how to escape as fast as she can. Understandable, since Zelretch rarely, if ever, gives out anything for free with no string attached. But before she can finish the thought, he gave her a small photo that was laced with a low level mystery.
Miki cocked an eyebrow in confusion, before the sudden realization hit her "Sir, I appreciate the gesture, but I don't plan on starting an artifact chase. I hadn't even find a case for the last one I found. Beside, Bazett should be available in your timeline, is she n-"
"ZN-Dreist" The Dead Apostle said in a firm tone, making Miki's eyes go wide in surprise and dread. That codename was given to the vessel of the former director of Earth's first space Chaldeas and established its connection with the Time Space Administration Bureau.
Keyword being "former".
"No way… The Prime Director?!" She quickly grabbed the photo, which activated the mystery within it. It was a simple information transfer spell, used commonly to provide in-depth info on the target with one touch. Her hands was shaking lightly, fearful of what she saw.
Zelretch elaborated "He's traversing from worlds to worlds, stealing every single object of massive power and unfathomable mystery that he can get his hands on…"
"…Including the Holy Grails, even if they're all fakes." Miki finished, finally starting to grasp the situation. Their system has been detecting self-destroying singularity more and more lately, but failed to pinpoint the target. But if he, The Second Socerer, was close enough to detect the elusive "Shadow Fortress of Phantasmagoria"…
"You want me to go and stop him, so that you can continue playing around in that timeline of yours." Miki stated, knowing where he was going with this. Sometime, the old fart DO get attached to the world he's currently inhabiting and actually wants to protect it… or it somehow pleases him. The man was, after all, the unpredictable "Kaleidoscope".
"Basically, yes. But I also found his presence annoying." Zelretch voice lowered, a tinge of disgust filling it. "Him chasing after a broken dream, while horribly naïve and stupid, is quite effective at destroying bystanders for a selfish demand. Honestly, I'm surprised he didn't even participate in any Grail War."
Miki clicked her tongue, trying to hold in her disgust for the meaningless loss of lives. "I guess he just couldn't let it go. So, you want me, the fragile speedster, to fight a being who amassed a ginormous amount of artifacts with overwhelming power, alone? Not that I don't mind the challenge, but-"
"Not quite." He answered "You must make contact with the rest of your old friends down in the ground. You're going to need them if you want to even have a chance of taking care of that menace. And before you ask, no, I'm not directly fighting him. I'm more of a… what do you youngster called it again, ah yes, "behind-the-scene" person."
"What? Afraid you're gonna chip a nail?" Miki sarcastically asked. If anyone can go toe to toe with a being that powerful, Zelretch is that person.
"Let me ask you a question, young half-blood. What do you do when you know that a giant dragon is coming to get you, AND you have ample time and resources to prepare?" the Second Sorcerer raised a good point. If Zelretch showed his interest now, the elusive target will have ample time to prepare for a specific countermeasure.
Miki sighed in defeat. She was fine with this arrangement, strangely enough "Fine, I get your point. But I got a few question. How's-"
"Kazanari still lives, but with a closed heart. She wouldn't even entertain this old man with a smile. Bazett is no longer hunting Class Cards but is now working on different jobs. The TSAB is clueless, as always, but the homunculus had asked me to send you her best wishes."
Miki clenched her chest, her wrist nearly breaking skin through her one-piece short dress. She knew that her job forced her to not become attached to the inhabitants of a time distortion, but she can't help it. She wasn't a Counter Guardian, who just come and murder everyone then leave.
She must at least TRY to make up for what she did… She knows that her blunders can never be fully atoned for…
But damn is she going to try. And try. And try again.
"Alright, I'm in. This conversation was beginning to get boring, anyway." Miki stood up and grabbed her fur-trimmed coat and two disk, one gold and one silver. Two Intelligent Devices/Symphogear hybrids and one Mystic Code is a bit on the underequipped side, but she'll make do with it, since she's doing this alone. Beside…
It's high time she actually tries and master "it".
"Wonderful. I hope you're familiar with Imaginary Numeric Shift, young Martinozzi." Zelretch smirked, sending chills down the dog girl's spine. "Tell me, do you want to do this the dignified way, or the goofy way?"
"… Dignified, please?" Miki squeaked out. "Then please keep your hand straight, close to your body and head pointing upwards… relative to this current location, of course."
'Yesyesyes please make it the skydive please make it the skydive-'
"We're going to do it the Bifrost style." Miki let out a long "Eeehhhh?!" in protest, until she remembers that, in Elder Tongue, "bifrost" means-
"FUCK YEESSSSSSSS!" Miki screamed as she fell from the sky, albeit while diving like a paratrooper. Luckily she quickly deployed her devices – the gold and silver disk – to slow her descent into a superhero landing. Quickly getting up from her stupid pose, the time traveler hastily readjusted her clothes, and take a look at the surrounding.
A forest that look familiar, yet so distance. Memories of this placestarted flooding back to her. First time meeting the Symphogear users, first time encountering Bazett along with the Symphogear users (followed by the four going out to get some parfaits), the place where she help stopped the fourth Heaven's Feel…
It was the Fuyuki Forest, alright.
"Blitzkrieg, Sturmkrieg, report." Miki ordered, trying to stay focused on the job. The pair of disk flew over to her side.
[Location: Fuyuki, circa hdshxjdhsi. Warning, Singularity Type: X] the gold disk replied
"Good. It means that this is still the merged timeline. Sturmkrieg?"
[Local leyline disruption detected. Causes: not us.] The silver disk replied
"Wow. That's a first. Any signs of life?" Miki said, kicking her foot back and forth in boredom. If this is what redemption feels likes, she can certainly see how it's so hard.
[3 lifeforms and two Lesser Grail detected inside the mountain. A Cardverse Heroic Spirit approaching current location. Scan also shows that it's a Lesser Grail.]
Miki froze. The 2016 Singularities were usually created by ways of individuals who were NOT supposed to own it, but for one to be a SERVANT who just happens to be a LESSER GRAIL no less?
"Class?" She asked, readying for the worst, but hoped for the best.
[Archer. True Name: unknown]
"EMIYA's card. Okay, some FUCKER must have gotten Bazett drunk or somehow it broke out. FUCKING FAN-SODDING-TASTIC!" Miki cursed in frustration. It took them quite a while to capture the damn thing, but now she was the only one there…
'Okay, it's cool. I just need to take care of this thing first. THEN, I'll find everybody!
First, combat device. Check
Second, Noise check.'
Miki projected a two-pronged blade with its origin and mystery drastically altered due to her inability to fully "trace" it 100%. But still, the modifications WERE made for situation like this while also compensating for the details lacking from the original.
With a hard strike of the blade to the ground, multiple invisible prana shockwave traveled through the forest… And a cacophony of phonic prana signature replied.
Noises. Lots of them. Too many to count, really.
"Fuck… Blitz, Sturm, mind setting me up?!" Miki CAN play it safe and retreat. She can do the smart thing and abandon the whole Heroic Spirit thing.
But 'safe' never really belonged in her dictionary.
[Awaiting voice key]
Fabergé farsti mata Vahi…
The disks quickly transformed into two gunblades, with blue glowing parts running through their bodies. The blade rest gently on top of the gun mode's body, ready to flip out and extend on a moment's notice. They were clearly Intelligent Devices but was mixed with Earth's thaumaturgical features mixed with the typical Mid-Childan techmaturgy.
Her white and yellow fur-trimmed jacket begins to change, with the shoulders puffing out and the sleeves ends transforming into metallic gauntlets, crackling with yellow sparks. Her boots transformed into armored metallic greaves with boosters on the sides.
"Mystic Code: Chronal Jacket, setup complete" The armor was a 'thing' she made in this timeline. Made to combat both Noise and regular targets, it was a tad fragile due to the sacrifice in protective runeworks and mysteries.
Then again, who needs to tank when you can simply dodge at the speed of a cheetah on crack?
She quickly combined her gunblades to form a decently sized rifle. With expert precision, she pointed the rifle at the *second* largest prana source around her, taking note to avoid shooting the Lesser Grail in a vital spot.
"If I'm lucky, I might just come out of this with all of my limbs this time. Right, guys?" she playfully asked her Mystic Devices
[50℅ chance of possible dismemberment. Positive increase from previous encounter recorded]
[Pessimistic statement detected. Correction for positive mental influence: 50% chance of escaping unscathed, with tail preferably between legs.]
Miki sighed. Humor usually calms her down enough to engage the target with a relatively cooled head, but her Devices still have that habit of putting numbers in places she didn't want them to be. But she steadily focused on her target as it draw closer, and closer, and-
Click.
Zandah Bolg
Aside from that weird feeling of having her attacks highlighted by severe disturbance of reality (which seems to be a thing that she got from the Gear users), the enhanced plasma bolt tore through the trees and struck her targ-
-wait, nevermind, she deflected it. With a sword. Shot from a bow. Huh.
"Wait, a SHE?! W-Wait, is that a fucking BLACK ILLIYASVIEL?!" Miki shouted from shock, giving away her position to her target. Instead of a young man in black and red attire, she found a grade-schooler with a stripper version of said attire, her amber eyes complementing her tan skin tone.
"Hey! It's not nice to shoot people outta nowhere! What did I ever do to you?!" the dark skinned girl yelled.
"Sorry, but it's not every day that you see a jailbait version of a Heroic Spirit running around in her undies, primed to be a danger to society since she's NOT IN HER SUPPOSED BOUNDED FIELD THAT KEEPS HER IN THE MIRROR WORLD OF NOTTHISREALM!" the last part was said in the most condescending tone ever, accompanied by Miki's exaggerated facial motions that displays great uncomfortableness that was not comfortable to comfortably think about.
"Aw, c'mon! What can cute widdle me do?" the tanned girl faked a "pwescious" voice, with her arms behind her backs and swaying about 'even if you're a history nerd, there's no way you can-'
In a deadpanned tone, Miki replied "Caladbolg, Hrunting, Gan Jiang and Mo Ye, Nine Lives, Unlimited Bla-"
*KLING!*
A sword interrupted Miki's long list of possible threat the little girl provided, but Miki flipped away just in time to avoid being skewered by it. The dog girl landed on all four, still keeping distance against the little walking armory, her tail stood up on ends and her ears lowered. Growling was rather pointless, since aside from Primate Murder, no doggo is going to scare a Heroic Spirit.
"Ho~. So you DO know what I'm capable of. Not even the folks who tried to "catch" me knows about that."
"Well yeah, ain't I just FULL of surprises?" Miki said, breaking her weapons back into twin blades to properly counter the Heroic Spirit's charge with a blade cross. Miki began to sing, activating the Mystic Code's faux-Symphogear component.
"Tonight, we honor the hero!"
Pushing the smaller girl back, Miki swing her body around for a right side backhanded blade swipe, only for it to be deflected upward by the loli's black blade. But before said loli could follow it up with a thrust from her other blade, Miki quickly spin around, knocking the fake Servant off balance and fired her left gunblade with her back facing the white haired girl, knocking the white blade out of the smaller girl's hand.
Finishing the spin, she was face to face with the Servant again for her supposedly final attack, but her downward slash was dodged by the smaller girl, who flipped back. Miki threw her blade at the faker, but the surprise charge quickly knocked it out of the way. Noticing Miki jumping high up to avoid her charge, the tanned girl sent a storm of newly projected blades at the airborn alien, but the returning thrown blade and the one in Miki's hand quickly deflected all of them.
"LET'S DRIVE THEM CRAZY !
Return to the yesterday we casted away
The scene will overflow!"
Firing her guns in midair, Miki couldn't get a hit on the Servant that was quickly catching up to her height by jumping off projected swords. As the younger girl primed herself up for a double swing, Miki's booster boots flared to life and delivered a front kick to send her into the sky while the pinkette landed, her fused rifle primed to strike.
"LET'S DRIVE THEM CRAZY!
We'll overrun the point of no return, I know~!"
The powered plasma bolt was blocked by a gigantic stone slab coming down towards the time traveler. Rolling forward to avoid the slab narrowly missing her head…
…along with the arrow that was planned for her if she had jumped back instead of rolling forward, TOWARDS the giant stone of death. The shocked expression on the Servant's face said that much, at least.
As if addressing the Servant's mistake, her next lyrics was sung with even more energy as she rushed towards the young girl with a barrage of baton strike from her gunblades.
"LET'S DRIVE THEM CRAZY!
Soon you'll find your vendetta's futile – So throw away that ego!"
With a right roundhouse kick, Miki sent the servant flying backwards, her lyrics seemingly mocking the servant's attempt of charging right at her after a short recovery
"HAVE YOU GONE CRAZY?
Call out to me, come on again and again!"
Planting her right foot into the ground using the momentum of the kick, Miki combined the blades into a gigantic sword, swing it at her target…
…if she hadn't disappeared right in front of her eye.
"Oh son of a bITCH!" Utilizing the momentum of the swing and her boots' thursters, the dog girl managed to hastily deflect a pair of Kanshou and Bakuya thrown at her. Their shattered remains made a few small cut into Miki's cheeks and chest, but did nothing to actually injure her.
Miki sighed. The target slipped away right in front of her eyes. Or was it her back? Her target DOES seem to know how to teleport…
Her eyes lit up as she felt a familiar signature. Symphogear. REAL Symphogear. Looking up, she spotted a helicopter with a blue haired girl standing by the door.
"HEY TSU-CHAN! IT'S ME, MIKI!"
...
The girl on the copter, Tsubasa Kazanari, looked down and saw the pink-haired girl with her tail and ears wagging happily. Though she had her doubt and some lingering grief directed at the risk-loving time traveler, but…
She was also somewhat glad that one of her old friends didn't turn out to be dead.
"YOUR WORLD IS IN DANGER, AND I NEED YOUR HELP!"
Okay, now she's REALLY glad that one of her old friends didn't turn out to be dead.
Tsubasa sighed "This has got to be the worst reunion ever… Of all time."
A/N: Hey guys. This is a thing that I've been working on for around a week or so, so it might be HEAVILY flawed. Thanks to my betareader, Eldenwind, for helping me where Word for Android failed (seriously WHAT THE FU-
ANYWAY...
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UPDATED NOTE: I SERIOUSLY need to stop rewriting this shit. I can't even focus on writing the second chapter! Well, maybe if you guys pipe in…