OK, I just realized something. For those of you who have been reading pre-chapter 3, you might have noticed I kinda screwed up on the description. Fixed it. Please don't remember.
Now, here's the thing: I've got tests coming up. Studying is kicking my ass right now, so I might not be very active until near the end of December. Please do understand.
Also, script fic chapter is sort of a no-go right now, and I'm still trying to gather enough game sense to do a Dota 2 chapter. For now, here's Random Crossovers!
Cookie to anyone who gets all the references.
"So here's how it works." Futaba explained. "Each one of us thinks up a story, involving themselves as a character from their game, movie, or whatever. Whoever gets theirs voted as the best gets…uh…more cookies!"
"You could just say this is for fun…" Akira sweatdropped.
"How did I get roped into this?" Yusuke asked, to which everyone else ignored.
"Ooh, cookies!" Ann pumped a fist. "I'm going for that treat, you better bet on it!"
"…You're acting awfully excited, Ann." Ryuji said.
"What do you think I should reference?" Haru asked Akira, who simply shrugged and said he didn't know.
"Alright, who's going first…let's see…" Futaba's eyes scanned around the Phantom Thieves who were sitting in a circle with her. "Going clockwise…Makoto, why don't you try?"
Makoto sighed. "Why is it always me…Fine, let's see what we've got…"
As the blue-bannered siege machines lay waste to the hard stone walls of the fortress of Lordaeron, a large amount of Horde archers shot hail upon hail of arrows into the unfaltering Alliance formation, lead by none other than…
"Keep firing!" Makoto yelled to the undead archers standing beside her. At that moment, a fiery boulder slammed against the section of wall right next to her, knocking away the archers.
The Alliance just kept coming. Orcs, trolls, and tauren and other fighters kept falling as the humans, dwarves and night elves kept advancing on Lordaeron. Glancing ahead, Makoto spotted a colossal tower-like siege machine headed towards her, catapulting projectiles at the fortress as it slowly moved forward.
The undead Warchief looked down at the chaos below, then at the siege machine again. She had to do something, fast.
Making a great leap towards the top of the siege tower, Makoto shot at a human soldier's shield, staggering him, unloaded another arrow at another soldier which slew him, and bashed the first soldier with her bow as she landed. The dwarves operating the siege tower had no sooner looked up to see Makoto than had she charged up and arrow and shot it within, leaping back just before the machine exploded.
A few of the Horde soldiers below turned their heads up at the commotion, and noticed Makoto Windrunner jumping down from the recently destroyed siege tower. She dashed down the crumbling exterior of the siege tower, leapt off halfway through, and…
An ominous purple fog began to surround Makoto's body – her armor turned purple, eyes glowed bright red, and she let out a deafening screech as she flew towards the ground, slaughtering any unfortunate Alliance soldier near her.
This was the power of a banshee – an abomination created by the Lich King Arthas, now free to unleash hell upon all who opposed the Horde…
Heads turned toward the Warchief who had reaffirmed her presence on the battlefield. Makoto knew they had to win this battle…the battle for Azeroth.
"FOR THE HORDE!"
"Pfft…" Futaba burst out laughing after Makoto finished, to the former student council president's dismay. "Hahhahahaha! Really? You think of yourself as Sylvanas?"
"What? I like [REDACTED]!" Makoto protested.
"True, but…it's just that Sylvanas is a horrible Warchief." Ryuji added. "I'd side with the Horde if it was being led by Thrall or Vol'jin, but now? Nah."
"Alright, that's enough." Futaba said, having stopped laughing. "Ryuji, you're next!"
"…Oh, yeah."
The Harvest and Trustee bank. Classic. Popular. And today, filled with cash in its vault, just waiting to be taken.
"Alright guys," Bain said over their earpiece. "Classic bank job. You know what to do. The thermal drill's out back in the parking lot.
"Skull, you stay here." Akira said. "People get hella suspicious of someone looking as big and armored as you. Me and Fox are going in first, see if we can't dispatch the camera operator first and do this the sneaky way."
A few minutes passed as the blonde casually stared at the bank from next to the escape van stationed at the alleyway opposite. The silence was broken by the unmistakable sound of an alarm.
"Crap! One of the tellers hit the panic button!" Akira cried over the radio. "Skull, mask up, we're going loud!"
Donning his ballistic skull mask, Ryuji pulled out his shotgun and rushed into the bank where Akira/Joker and Yusuke/Fox already had the hostages tied down.
"Is the thermal drill up yet?" Ryuji asked.
"Yes. I suspect the police shall be arriving soon." Yusuke replied. "What do we do now?"
"We wait." Akira said. "Don't let the cops come near the drill. There should be another door inside the vault itself, but we got the key for it., didn't we?"
"Guys?" Bain's voice rang. "Looks like things are getting heated over there. You've already got the SWAT headed to your location, mostly yellows. I'm seeing a lot of Greens as well. And I think there was a Bulldozer."
The sound of sirens alerted the heisters to the arrival of the law enforcers.
"Welp, here they come." Ryuji pumped his shotgun. "Remember, keep the hostages down, and don't let them touch the drill, OK? Now, let's get 'em!"
"I'm going to stop you right there, Ryuji." Futaba said, holding up a hand. "You seriously picture yourselves as semi-immortal bank robbers who can revive incapacitated teammates by shouting, literally make elite SWAT officers fight for you, and have gone toe to toe with practically the American army?"
"Aww, come on!" Ryuji sighed dejectedly. "I was just getting to the good part!"
"It's true that we have robbed a bank before." Yusuke noted. "However, we massacred Shadows, not police officers doing their job."
"If I remember correctly, these guys attacked the White House and got out alive." Ann added. "I know we defeated an actual freaking god, but isn't that still a little too much?"
"Why are you guys being killjoys all of a sudden?!" Ryuji exclaimed. "C'mon, Akira, help me!"
"...Sorry."
Ignoring Ryuji groaning in defeat, Futaba pointed at the person sitting to his left. "You're next, Akira!"
Pakistani Embassy, Yemen
"That's all hostiles down. They're going to come back for another wave, but you've got some breathing room."
Packing the last body into a corner, Akira looked out the window. They just kept coming, didn't they? At least extraction was arriving next wave.
"They're here, Akira. Get ready."
Several more pickup trucks driving into the road near the embassy entrance signified the arrival of the Engineers' last wave.
After a pep talk from the Engineers' squad leader, its effect marred by the fact that the many waves sent before them had failed and fallen, the terrorists moved in. An attack dog began sniffing around, making its way upstairs, before it picked up a scent in the middle of an office room-
The canine barely had time to react before Akira dropped down from a pipe on the ceiling and smashed its head on the ground, knocking it out. Akira always regretted having to kill animals, but he couldn't say the same for the human Engineers.
"Did you hear something?" He heard one of the Engineer soldiers say from the floor below. "Something crashed up there."
"Heard it too. Check it out?" Another one replied.
Soon, the two Engineers who had been heard conversing earlier arrived along with two more soldiers, one of them armored.
"Check every nook and cranny of this room." The armored soldier ordered. "Remember, we are going up against presumably a Spec Ops soldier here. Take no chances."
The 3 Engineers searched the office room for a short while but found nothing suspicious. As they were about to leave, however, the two regular soldiers heard a loud thud behind them and turned around, only to get shot in the face and fall. Akira bashed the armored goon in the head, knocking him out, before sneaking downstairs.
Later, one soldier ventured into a dark hallway and never returned, with only the faint sounds of struggling noting his disappearance. One of his mates noticed this.
"Uh, hello?" He called out, edging cautiously towards his teammate's last known location. "You still there?"
"And I thought Makoto was bad." Ann spoke up. "And here we have our team leader picturing himself as one of the greatest fictional stealth heroes of gaming."
"So you think [REDACTED] is good as well!" Akira exclaimed.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Futaba waved it off. "Haru, your turn."
(Note:Original scenario not included in original media because I am a lazy piece of crap and don't wanna watch it)
"It says in here," Haru said to Akira as they walked among the almost deserted pavement. "That we'll get ambushed by another Diary holder, but we triumph over them. Doesn't say much else, though, I guess."
"Really?" Akira raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah, but-" Their chatter was interrupted by the sound of a motorbike. A really loud one.
If vehicles could talk, this bike would be mumbling, "Excuse me, sir and miss, my owner wants to kill you."
"Akira!" Haru shouted, pulling the boy backwards with her as a spiked bat held by the rival diary holder narrowly missed him. And, it turns out, his driving was mediocre at best, for he crashed not long afterwards.
By the time this man managed to clear his grogginess, still lying on the ground, he saw Haru towering over him, raising what seemed to be an axe, a mad glint in her eye-
"YOU SHOULDN'T ANNOY A GIRL WITH AN AXE!"
"...Oh, sorry, I-I got carried away." Haru scratched her head sheepishly, looking around. "Where's Akira?"
Futaba suddenly stood up. "He's downstairs," She said, "I'll go get him."
"And while you're at it, do think of something fast." Makoto added, smiling deviously. "It's your turn next."
"...Oh. Right. My turn."
"Hehehe...They'll never catch me back here." Futaba smiled deviously to herself as emerged out of the hidden trail she had blazed to the enemy team's side of the map. The ground and scenery were all covered with purple ink. Not for long, she thought, as she loaded her rifle preparing to turn it green...
There was just one small complication. The mid team fight didn't going for as long as she had hoped.
"Ugh, stupid snipers..." Makoto thought to herself as she respawned. (Are there even snipers in [REDACTED]?) "...Hey, why's all the ground green instead of purpl-HEY!"
Futaba got a few shots in before Makoto dodged to the side and started blasting ink at her rival with her dual pistols. Both constantly sunk in and out of their colored ink before Makoto finally fell.
"Yes!" Futaba cheered internally. "Only half a minute left, we should win this comfortably as long as I-"
Too bad Akira had been paying attention to the splat feed.
"Aww, I'm flattered." Akira said after Futaba finished. "Of all the members of the team, I'm the one who puts an end to your tyranny?"
"Plus, what's with me getting destroyed so easily?" Makoto growled. "The context seems like it should be fair, and yet you make it sound like it was an easy fight!"
"Well...I..." Futaba edged backwards, ready to bolt from the room.
Then, fortunately, mercifully, Makoto's phone rang.
"Hello? What is it?" Makoto answered. Silence filled the room, broken only by chatter which was inaudible to all but her, until a joyful smile suddenly appeared on Makoto's face. "It's there?! Alright, I'm coming by right away!" She quickly stuffed her belongings in her bag before running out of the room.
"Whoa, Makoto?!" Ryuji yelped. "What's the hurry for?"
"A game I've waited so long for!" She smiled, before disappearing from the room.
Then there was more silence.
"...You know what? I don't feel like playing anymore." Ann said. "It's not really fun without our Queen."
"I must agree." Yusuke added.
"So, everyone wins, I guess." Akira shrugged, then made for the nearby plate of cookies. "Help yourself, Phantom Thieves!"
Woo, finally. Done! I have been SO, SO busy these past few weeks with tests. The ordeal ends this week, though, thankfully, so I can start being more active now. Expect a New Year special coming soon!
Also, Dota 2 isn't happening for a while. Sorry. On the bright side, script fic chapter is now in the works with the possible introduction of more Persona characters, plus incoming Within The System update!
Next up: Either Script Fics or New Year special!
Stay tuned!
