The Scorned Witch
I cursed as I watched the televised fight on the television. The second discipline squad, the Witches' Squad or so it was called by the ashikabi on the forums, were facing Higa. A battle between two teams consisting of three sekirei and their ashikabi.
This was worryingly new. Matsu's data was severely out of date as MBI hadn't had a second discipline squad listed. Worse, one of them was Kazehana. That answered the question of why the third stage had started. And what happened to her. It didn't answer the how.
But it was the third that had me cursing. She seemed familiar standing behind her ashikabi in a black hooded cloak that concealed everything but her lower jaw. That stance and posture was almost identical to that of Caster's as she stood behind her master.
Higa obviously was desperate given that his heavy hitter was fending off two of the Sekirei fielded by his enemy. Still, he did have two sekirei to the one standing behind the nameless MBI dog.
It was when Higa's sekirei challenged the lone MBI disciplining 'witch' that I knew that something impossible had happened. That slight twitch of lips, that gentle curve that formed a smile as she responded to that challenge with her name and designation.
"I am afraid I can not allow you to touch my ashikabi. I, number zero two, Matsu, the scorned witch sekirei, will show you the error of your ways."
It wasn't possible for her to be alive or fighting. For Matsu to somehow be disconnected from me meant that she had to be terminated or there was a way. Some secrets that MBI kept that allowed them to reset a Sekirei's crest. A possibility I had thought and discarded. And one which seemed far too possible.
The gasps of shocks and surprise from my Sekirei around me showed that they were certainly not expecting this either.
Her cloak swept open as she took to the heavens upon wings of metal construct that held rings and discs of glowing energies. In the dark heavens of the night sky, Matsu's resemblance to Caster was unkenly. I knew that it was possible for science to bridge the gap of what magic and thaumatugy could do. But what MBI possessed and could field in terms of what Matsu wore seemed almost supernatural, or perhaps a better word would be science-fictional.
A gesture with her hand and a soft murmured "lock on" and night turned to day as beams of light and energy flashed down from the heavens to slam her enemy sekirei into the dirt. Some twitching from them resulted in another punishing strike from the heavens. This time, they stopped moving and their crests faded away.
From the pale look on Higa's face, it was clear that he hadn't anticipated what Matsu could do. For my part, I didn't blame him. It was not... impossible to have access to pin-point orbital weaponry. But to use it thus?
Had Matsu's powers grown in strength since her departure from Izumo house? Or had they always being this strong and she had never bothered to correct my misconceptions on what she could do with the right tools.
As she floated downwards to the earth. It was clear.
Quite clear that Matsu was like that accursed bitch Medea of Colchis. Just like her. But how hadn't she known of Caster's style and tactics? It wasn't as if details of the fifth Grail War was available outside of those who had been there.
And I, certainly, had never told her the details. Especially of that root-be-damned witch.
And the Sekirei weren't like Servents where dreams could be transferred with prana. Or were they?
To be continued? Or most likely not.
