H-hello readers, M-Madoka Kaname here to tell you this, the following is a work of f-f-fan fiction using characters and music from the Puella Magi Madoka Magica and Yuki Yuna is a Hero franchise. Ahem! Excuse me, umm. All PMMM-related material is owned by Gen Urobuchi, Studio Shaft and other respective owners (not whoever's written this) and All YuYuYu-related content are owned by Takahiro, Studio Gokumi and other respective owners (they also don't own this if you're curious). The story presented came from their imagination and not part of either series canon, it's just for entertainment, and they're not profiting from this work.
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Ch.4 – Hidden Influences
Pleasant dreams, quiet nights. Technicolor rays of light shine through the blinds of her room; a lovely day awaits as always with incoming dusk to quiet her thoughts away for more pleasant dreams. Clinging onto her stuff animal with hair dangling over her slightly crusty eyes, the girl let out a soft yawn as sunlight glimmered and shined the room. A call of another ranged out her door signaling food to be ready as the aroma of sweet bread, and alluring eggs waited for the young girl. With a quick scratching of her cutely tangled hair, Homura Akemi watched from far above as her precious world woke up to get ready for the day ahead of her, this was the set the world called Madoka Kaname beginning to play out her role.
The doorway creaked open showing the peaking pink eye as the babbles of her younger brother filled the room. She slowly opened the door wider lightly wincing at the sound of the creaking of the floorboard. 'I-I don't wanna be to rash, ok now the curtains,' with a sudden gust the sun lit up the room before Madoka softly moved the bedsheets covering the sleepy person underneath. "Mom now's the time to get up for work," Madoka softly spoken attempt at waking her mother did little to accomplish anything, pushing the girl to tug now at the blankets, "M-mom come on, we need to-GAH!" A sudden yelp escaped her as her mother jumped out of the covers with a devilish smile roaring to scare her. The little brother just sat and innocently laughed at the almost cartoony act as her mother lightly giggled at herself, "hehe morning Madoka, huh?" after brushing off the little act she blinked at the sight of her daughter laying flat on the floor looking like her spirit just left the body out of fright. "Uhh, you ok dear?" the silly but reliable and kind-hearted Junko curiously asked as she kneels over her daughter who quickly shook her head trying to snap out of her frightened state.
"Gah, Mom why did you have to do that!?" Madoka whimpered as Junko helped her daughter up to her feet lightly smiling to lighten her up hopefully, "I'm just playing with you Madoka, sorry if that freaked you out while still being groggy." Timidly still holding her palms over her heart, feeling it beat still slightly faster than normal, Madoka looked down slightly as she informed her mother "It's fine, dad made breakfast and says you have the usual hour and a half till work starts." With a quick pat of the back Junko gleefully smiled saying "Ahh wonderful, that man always knows how to make any food delicious, ain't that right my little baby!" Her attention turned to her little Tatsuya as she carried him off the bed and began making her their way towards breakfast, with Madoka following shortly behind wondering why she has to be cowardly at times even with a family as kind as hers.
At the family table after a quick thanks for their meal, Junko and her husband Tomoshima or just Tomo to those close ate their morning meal with occasional sips of their coffee, Tatsuya played mostly with his food all while Madoka just quietly ate and fidgeted over some clothing catalog for later shopping. Everything continued this way as Junko down her last cup of coffee after satisfyingly finished her food, quickly peek her right eye over to her daughter barely half down with her food. She glanced at Tomo who nodded with his sweet smile before she put down her mug and calmly asked Madoka "Hey Madoka, wanna wash up and get ready for the day? I have some juicy insight from the office that I think you'll find hilarious to hear."
Madoka quickly perked up her head as interest reflected off her eye but was soon followed with her setting down her stuff and looking conflicted. "Uh? Oh umm, I like to mom, but I don't know if I- Wait. What time is it!?" The question threw off the groove Junko was trying to make as her husband pulled out his phone saying, "Well...it's already 8:30-" Thier daughter quickly darted out of the dining room and into the bathroom by herself suddenly in a great hurry, "Shoot! I'm going to be late for practice! Oh, Dad where you put my bag?" The two parents shared a look of slight worry before Tomo got up and followed her daughter to help her get ready while Tatsuya dropped some of the food on the floor and Junko went to clean it up. 'Madoka...why do you seem so agitated recently?'
Hotel Room: #721-E
A still, peaceful silence covered the dark room with the only sound made by the only inhabitant inside currently asleep under the bed sheets. Karin stirred and groaned in bed before suddenly kicking up her feet and throwing the bedsheets off her, panting and ready for combat with her sword at hand. Moments passed as sweat covered her body and her facial features showed utter fear as she clutched onto her blade, slightly quivering from what was transpiring in her head.
Karin gradually took several deep breaths before she finally relaxed her and flopped back down on the bed. Karin stared into the ceiling in the dark room, trying to mentally and physically wake herself up fully but also trying to think of some of the last words spoken to her. "A one percent chance…" she said lingering on the phase's meaning before finally getting up. She set herself on the edge of the bed then loudly and repeatedly slapped her palms on her cheeks to get herself ready, unknowingly activating the room's sensors and lighting everything. "Huh? Do they just..." her question cut off as Yoshiteru poofed in front of her and clapped his little hands turning off and on the lights, showing to her how the functions work. Karin could only respond with a small huff and said tiredly, "I need to get to researching how this world works."
She sluggishly moved to check on her clothes which thankfully were warm and ready, a quick wash up with water and soap should be enough to get her 100% back to reality. A short while later, she walked out dressed up and smiled after a glance at her arms and lower stomach showed no more scars on her. She turned her attention to the curtains she used to cover the large window last night, her paranoia still lingered within and stopped her from checking outside, she decided to turn her attention to the large plasma screen TV built within the wall. Leaning slightly back from the presentation made her quickly look around and observing the room around her. A small corridor leading to the doorway next to it is a walk-in closet, the central portion of the hotel room carried with it two queens sized beds on the far end of the room. At the other end, it looked to have a mini-kitchen with a counter and a faucet with a mini-fidget, then there was the rather large bathroom behind topped off with two chairs and a small table in the middle like a small dining area.
Taking all of this she whistled out her amazement of how such a stocked up and decorated room, unlike anything she saw before. "You know Yoshiteru, I'm not exactly a long time resident of this time, but something tells me this is some high-quality stuff. Thanks for the choice; now lets hope no one here decides to check on this room." The Fairy crossed its arms as if in a show of pride in his taste, replying with "Finest gardens for the most charming flowers" Yoshiteru poetically said, but Karin could only close her eyes and shake her head at the ridiculous notion. 'Heh, me charming, nice joke. Now the T.V and I gotta admit this is one of the nicest screens compared to Yuna's.'
With a flip of a switch, the screen came on to the news channel in the middle of reporting an interview of some patrons about a strange occurrence a couple of nights ago. 'Huh, so this is what live television is like," She was about to flip through some channels till noticing the familiar faces from the other night. "oh hey it those idiots, weird that they're just talking about it. Wait..." Karin jumped to the corner of the screen and saw precisely how long she slept. "The 29th..." she said blinking and placed her hand on her chin to process this development, "An entire day went, and it seems to be around 7 a.m, man, must have been out like a light the whole time." She assessed this news with some annoyance but at least felt at descent than before; in fact, the more she moved around it became clearer what that sleep did.
She summoned up her phone and saw their all the graphic bars on screen were blank, she immediately she transformed to her red form and summoned her duel weapons and got into her battle stance. After a slash, stab and small dash she finished her basic fighting techniques in her ending pose, finding her swings to be smoother than ever before, she couldn't help but smile at her reenergized fighting spirit. "Wow! I haven't felt this invigorated in a while! Even the scars are all gone too, guess that sleep was good for something" she said as she transformed back. Now that the good in that area, her mind began to ponder on what to do now. As her mind got to work to make up for some lost time, she began using the room's notepad to write down some ideas on what to do.
Time past by her as she scribbled down idea after idea of how to proceed towards the final plan, methods on approach and waking up the others and what strategies will be needed once they do. Karin sat there pondering over the few good ideas in her head before concluding. Her fairy Yoshiteru listen as she taps the pen on her chin, "If we're going to do this, and the stories of what they are capable of are correct. I hate to say it but we might need even more firepower, we might not win this even with all our abilities." This mindset brought forth an idea, and soon she begins to make a "groceries" list of the necessary supplies for the coming months. A new fire began to burn within her as she completes the list and sets out to gather supplies, "Come on! This city gotta have at least a dozen shops selling what we need" she confidently tells her fairy who flashed himself into her red and black phone as she closes the door behind her.
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The front door of the Kaname household opened to the pink haired teenage girl stumbling forward in trying to put on her shoes. Her vital practicing session with the rest of the dance troupe was almost underway, in this stressful state, she barely heard her father wishing her a good day as she tried to make a run for the bus stop a couple of blocks away. "Uhh come on, be there be there!" she frantically spoke as she checked her phone showing she had less than 15 mins to get to the dance studio on time. She ran and ran as fast as she could, enough so to begin having sweat drip down her brow, slightly stumbling but kept on going and not even realizing she lost her left shoe on the street. She could feel parts of her head hurt from the blood rush she was experiencing, and her feet ache from the constant stomping onto the concrete road. Going forward at best speed she could remember back at those words her mother asked of her nearly three months ago.
"Ballet? Well sure, it's great your expanding on your interests Madoka! But why all of a sudden you wanna do it now?" She remembered her mother Junko looking down at the flayer given, and her daughter twirled her hair, one of the nervous habits she developed, saying "I saw a breathtaking performance late at night once. I was so enamored by it in how perfectly in sync and into it the dancers were, so I want to see if it's something for me."
That was a lie, and she knew it but still told it to her mother.
Her real initial reason was, well, there wasn't one. It's something even Madoka can't put her finger on it, she just suddenly got the desire one day to join a troupe she heard established itself in the city, seemingly out of nowhere. This lack of reason didn't mean much to her however cause as soon as she got onto that stage, ideally in sync with all the other girls, she felt like a completely different person...and she wanted to keep being that person!
She finally turned to the corner and saw everything from the cafe to the local playground occupying the street with a row of trees adorning it, but saw no bus as it left long before she got there. There was no way now, the first day back to these wonderful sessions and she would likely be far too late. She staggered forward only feeling disappointment at herself and not knowing what to do.
Then a figure entered the scene from her right, just in time. The teenager barely turned her head over to find the girl looking at her seemingly appearing right out of her own shadow to be standing right next to her. She carried a gleeful smile with her eyes closed showcasing her unique mixture of fixation with genuine happiness. Adorn in a purple blouse with a black necklace bejeweled with white gems finished off with a black skirt and leggings with her purple jewel earring dangling off her right ear, the sight of which makes it clear to Madoka who this person was as if it all suddenly flashed back into her mind. Bending her neck in an almost playful manner, she spoke with a voice almost silky in its sound, matched only by its eloquent tone and way of phasing her choice of words.
She delicately asked the pink hair girl a question that only now Madoka can hear, "Are you lost?" Madoka could only stare up at the girl till she finally worked up to respond saying to her, "Homura o-or Ms. Akemi my bad, I just missed the bus to the new practice session, now I'm going to be late and I don't wanna bother my parents after leaving the way I did." Homura listens intently of every word Madoka spoke in telling her story of the day, with a quick nod and a glimmer caused by the reflection off her earring, she bent down on one knee towards her Madoka and showed to her the shoe she left behind. "You dropped this a couple of streets down, and I just knew it had to be you. If that's the predicament your in Madoka, let me guide you there myself, and I promise that we'll make it before the clock chimes its bells."
Staring down at her classmate, Madoka unconsciously grabbed onto one of her ribbons. She remembered the moment just last semester of Ms. Akemi giving her those ribbons after experiencing such an odd headache. Was it her way of trying to make her feel better? The longer Madoka stared at the smiling girl, the more her feelings are replaced and consumed with eagerness and insistence that she goes with her to her-, "Oh, really Ms. Akemi!? I-i don't want to get in the way of your day plans, especially with my problems."
"Nonsense, your problems are my problems Madoka, and I promised to myself that I'd do whatever it is in my power to fix them for you." Those words uttered by Homura carried with them a powerful effect on Madoka as if a sweet aroma swooning creatures over towards a beautiful flower. She looked on as Homura proceeded to grab onto Madoka's sock covered foot gently and lightly guides it back to the shoe it once wore, covering up the dirt and pebbles stuck onto it, fixed as apart of her promise. Standing back up the two faced each other with Homura extending her hand and a blushing Madoka grabbing onto it as the world around them seemingly twirled around them, "Nothing will ruin your perfect day Madoka, I'll make sure of it..."
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Karin's travel throughout the city slowly got less hectic once she finally figured out how the train and bus systems worked and where exactly they go. Sadly the crowds in these travels somehow never relented, she immediately felt squeezed in on a train car packed to the brim of middle age working men and older ladies. Not that these people would likely even noticed the smaller girl, which didn't help her out when they all left at the designated stop and almost brought the girl with them. Squeezing her way out of the mob of people before they descended up towards the stairs she took the moment of relief to dust herself off and have much more appreciation of the concept called "personal space."
"Ok, note to self: make great use of the new bath and these washing machines to deal with odors. Heh, now I'm talking more like a person of this time huh?" After realizing no one, even Yoshiteru was listening to her she quickly moved on and forget she's now beginning to talk to herself again. Ascending to the busy street, she looked down at her phone showing the grid map pinpointing these hardware stores; luckily she explored enough of these types of places before so finding what she's looking for shouldn't be an issue.
During her travel's through the city streets, she coordinates in her mind what she's exactly going to tell the others and how to follow these claims with a real plan. "No matter how I approach them and confront the issue, I need to make sure I show how serious and real the whole situation we're in is," Karin thought as she arrives at one of her destinations for the day. One store after another, she walked down aisle after aisle looking for the necessary supplies needed and now that she had a clearer understanding of monetary exchange works, she made sure she had the necessary cash after a few "visits" of these ATM's.
From writing materials, dozens of sheets of paper to help coordinate locations and movements, a pack of long distance walkie talkies in case telepathy and even phones become compromised, some technical tools, new and improved training gear, flare guns and an assortment of various ingredients like steel pipes and home chemicals products needed to make more "volatile" materials. She had to admit it certainly took more acting skills and plenty of excuses than she thought when dealing some cashiers raised an Eyebrow at her shopping list. Thankfully she was given several lines by Sonoko that'll best convince others of her ruse, lines like "Science Experiment," "Camping later," " Just Renovating" and then the good old "I'm old enough to shop by my own!" thankfully the guy who got that last answer looked more like he just wanted to leave than deal with her.
After awhile Karin walked out carrying these supplies in a couple of bags and boxes which wasn't an issue but handling them made Karin look as awkward as she thinks she does. "Ugh, the worst part is I can't complain to anyone else, jeez and here I am repeating over and over not to stand out," Karin said grumpily, these thoughts and objects bothered her enough to get off the wrong stop.
"Aw man! You gotta be kidding me, ahh ok just relaxed and find a landmark- oh!" she exclaimed spotting what looks to be a cop car. She blinked at the sight of a car she didn't think twice of before but now carried a weight of authority she wasn't in the mood of meeting now. She spotted an alleyway cutting through towards the block and begins to head down till she saw the two walk out the vehicle. She dashed behind a dumpster and placed down her supplies as she curiously peeked over the corner and saw the two gone, she wondered why before scanning the perimeter and seeing them walk across the street to some other vehicle. It was then that a light bulb shined in her head, she sadly didn't have all the vital ingredients and particularly missed out on the gunpowder portion, 'if these cops carry firearms to deal with potential enemies then they should likely carry...hmm.' The plan was risky for Karin as she bit her nails completing the idea all while time was running out.
"Fuck it," with that she made a dash at the nearby automobile and spotted what she wanted, "Shotguns, perfect. Hopefully, this won't make any loud sounds" she whispered as she firmly grasped the handle and tore open the door which to her luck didn't alarm the cops still conversing with the stranger. With little time left she swiped the two weapons and pulled out a cloth case meant for her new bokken's but would for now hold these weapons. A quick zip closed up the case before lastly swiping an ammo box from the glovebox as she made her escape. Shouldering the bag carrying the stolen weapons and throwing the box with the rest of her materials, she dashed away, now using her speed to get her out of the scene quickly and didn't stop till she was in a hidden small alley behind cover.
Catching her breath for a second, she peeked over to hope no cop cars were nearby as she unzipped the bag and brought out the weapons. Inspecting the detail and mechanics of the new gun, she noticed it still carried the same flaws for her, "Hmm, still too cumbersome like all the other ones. Besides I don't know how well a 22-gauge would do against a god." Once she was sure in having the handling of it, she pumped the weapon which dispensed the unfired shells to her lap and did the same for the other. Counting the shells and adding them to the others in the box, she had more than she needs for this batch. "Perfect, as for you two...see ya" with the farewell, she threw over the unloaded weapons into the dumpster and walked out towards the park.
Strolling through one of the inner city grand parks, she can spot a familiar building from afar, "The hotel! That's a relief, need to cut through this path and then it's time to get to work." The noon sky combined with the beautiful greenery around Karin helped relax the nerves; it was things like this that keeps her going along with well, some other things. Karin slumps down her head while walking "Why do I keep doing that, I can't distract myself" Karin said while approaching a large lake.
As Karin walked, she suddenly felt odd, like the temperature from before changed, the family of ducks swimming became sporadic, and the warm breeze turned brisk, Karin stopped at her tracks now only holding back the growing dread within. Within a blink of an eye, she felt a massive wave of strange energy blow past her and likely most of the city as well, nearly falling over. Karin quickly picked herself up and wondered where that wave came from but then noticed something else. She saw around her other regular people going along with their day suddenly frozen, the scenery then transformed more drastically from the lush greenery now into a shady blur of blue and grey.
'This, this can't be a wraith or a magical girl, but I haven't seen effects like this before.' The questions racing through her head were set aside as now the people themselves contort, their limbs and bodies squiggled and flapped as trees and grass swirled and contorted. Their happy faces still attached unknown of this unknown breaking of reality around them, Karin herself can only stare in disgust and fear in what's going on till a new figure appeared that made this madness make sense. From this nightmarish blue canvas sprouted out purple ooze foaming out of thin air, then all were set ablaze igniting the substance to take it to form, Karin recognize these figures all too well but never like how they look now. With a cold shudder, she uttered the dreaded word," Revenants..."
Ghostly asperations formed out of the twisted up spirits of those unlucky enough to be unprotected by magic, nearly a dozen of them appeared with flesh like spikes on their backs surrounded by a shadow fur, some possessing hulking bodies, and others being more of a long stick like figure towering over others. The facial makeup had all having purple smothering their animalistic heads, some having had no pupils while other had deep purple eyes and some had their almost humanoid face have a lower jaw dangling with rows and rows of teeth with others clamping their big bites by their goat shaped head. These abominations of twisted reality, born out of the effects of disrupting the laws of nature, they infect all living things with this malevolent spell effect and suck away the souls and life out of everything it touches.
Only one source of what could be seen as corrupt dark magic, couldn've made them. She cursed the name under breath before transforming to her red gear; a slight quivered reached its way towards her hands as she gripped her Katana's and spat out "Least you all saved me the trouble of chasing you, let's see how much stronger I got, now come and get me!" The monsters charged at the girl who took her battle pose and slashed at the first revenant she saw, a splattering of red and purple adorned the canvas seemingly still but swirled in one's eyes like an illusion.
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Graceful, that would be the best word Homura can describe her little ballerina movement as she performs an Arabesque followed by Crosie as a part of their choreography. The dance room in question was large even for a troupe of this size and performance, the amber colored floorboard giving off a golden warmth to the room with the white marble walls reflecting the colors and giving the atmosphere an air of serenity and sophistication. She viewed the whole performance from above through a one-way mirror for parents or friends to see their loved one's practice, Homura sat in the very front and played her fingers on the glass whenever her Madoka was in sight. She can watch her perform or stand there for days on end, even with all the eyes in the universe, she could still feel she can do so much more to get closer to her.
"All right everyone, 10-minute break then we'll move onto the next section of the piece and Madoka might need to better your timing with your movements." the ballet mistress told the group of girls, Madoka carried a nervous look but turned her head up and could hear the silent clapping behind that sheet of grace. Moving over the main lobby towards the rest area for the girls but before Madoka could enter in, she met up with the person who miraculously got her here in the first place. "That was a beautiful display Madoka; I can't wait to see the rest" Homura complimented leaning against the closed wooden door, Madoka smiled softly at the comment and brushed away some of her fair pink hair, "Thanks but like our instructor said, I still need to improve for the final performance. Uh, once again thanks for getting me here Homura, you're more amazing than what others at school let on."
Darkness stain the eyes of Homura for a second, one that the innocent Madoka didn't notice till Homura asked further about what she meant by the comment, "Really...well it was no big problem Madoka, you could say it was some pixie bust that got us here. Now those people you talked about, what exactly did they say?" Madoka blinked twice at the last comment but soon started to recall what others at school said at least to what she heard.
"Well there was this girl named Izumi, you know the one in our classroom with the short dark hair, Izumi and some other friends I heard kinda see you as scary enough to avoid the both of us. She thinks you are the only friend I have; she's not wrong there." Homura leaned back her head against the door and could only smirk at the notion of this Ant biting at not just her but to Madoka as well, " hehe, she isn't, she should be afraid."
"Huh? D-did you say something Homura?" Madoka stepped forward at the girl who brushes away her long flowing hair as she said, "You don't need to worry about her Madoka or what people like her say about you." Homura placed the palms of her hands on Madoka's cheeks causing the girl to blush at the girl, "I may be your only true friend, but I want you to know that I am the only person you'll ever need. Don't up think so too?" Madoka grabbed Homura's wrists and pondered how to answer that, 'Well, this should be an obvious answer but why can't I shake this feeling that I should-. No...it's ok to give that answer, you can trust her. She made a promise after all, and she always kept her side so I should only hold up mine.'
With a soft smile, Madoka sweetly gave her answer, "Of course Homura, Your my very best friend after all." The heartfelt comment hit closer to piercing the love-struck demon, apart of her old self could almost be seen as she felt her heart briefly warm if only for a moment, by none other than Madoka herself. "Hey, how about after this, I treat you to some ice cream later once we're done looking for your supplies. Sounds nice?" Homura's eyes glisten at Madoka almost shining by themselves, Madoka doesn't skip a beat with her response, "I love that, I appreciate our little talks Homura." Madoka let go of Homura's hands which made the girl frown briefly then turned to see the rest of the troupe leave towards the dance room to complete their practice, Madoka followed shortly after them, but underneath a large gold and silver chandelier, she bowed to her friend and left to get ready.
Placing her hand over where she thinks her heart would've been, her humanity shined at its brightest, the first in a long time. "Madoka...I will keep your glass jar safe, nothing will shatter it, and nothing will shatter out love. Even if I have to be this way, even if it cost the world around us."
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White fangs slashed and covered itself in red, the unpredictable nature of this type of Revenant made some attack unpredictable even for an experienced fighter like Karin, a quick dash away was met with a surprise attack of another, more stronger foe. Collapsed onto her back and luckily struggled little as the duel blades pierced the creature by its weight bu,t in its animalistic nature, still tried to chomp at the girl whose used her short stature to move under and out of the beast. A bright red light swiftly followed as the Katana's exploded leaving just one last for left, the two circled each other around the bloodied battle area where several bodies of the ghostly beasts lied dead, covered in their purple blood.
Karin took one last deep breath before charging straight at the dark creature whose screeching pitch would make any eardrum bleed from its power. The two looked to have one last clash until Karin tricked the wild beast and slid underneath, all while using her katanas to cut up the beast's belly and slash at some of its limbs. This trick the beast collapsed dead shortly after and Karin slowly picked herself up, after a quick scan of the area, she saw the blueish canvas start to normalize. "They're all dead...does this mean?" Karin held out for her answer as plants and the people around returned to normal with the sun shining bright above as if the nightmarish landscape never happened. The splattering of blood on her made her wounds look worse than how she felt, the couple of surface wounds on her back and arms quickly regenerated with the pain doing little to bother her.
"Ack ack ack!" the sound of a collapsed bystander confirmed her thoughts as the people around her show signs of being alive, lying unconscious on the floor and confused yes but still alive. "These people, their okay even most of the greenery here is alive. These types of revenants must have been too focused on me to consume the life here wholly, or maybe they were weaker than before." Her mind recalls all the times the others, and she would fight off those animals, remember all those times they nearly died fighting just a few all at once, that only was enough evidence to prove one thing to her. "Homura her, or at least her 'pets' are much weaker than where I'm from." Carrying a stern look, she reverts to her regular clothes as the blood on her quickly steamed off, and she makes her way with her supplies to the hotel hopefully out of sight of one of her ravens.
Kicking open the doorway to her room she lugged in each bag and some small boxes from her travels and checked both the hallway and window, so she was sure she wasn't being followed. With the coast clear, Karin open up and pulled out several of her supplies and would spend the rest of next couple days making necessary supplies and formulating plans, her school uniform would have to wait for tomorrow as the first day of school couldn't come soon enough.
The day of a fated meet up.
A/N: (Exhausted Noises) Anyway I hope the first day of school goes well for the group and those weird H.R Giger like monsters don't induce permanent nightmares.