Authors note: No space battle just yet. Next chapter. Almost there. First its time for elegant lady Flandre and friends!
"So what you are saying is that you believe the aliens are coming here?" asked a voice from one side of the door. The door itself was made of dark red wood, carved with the intricate shape of a massive tree with roots deep in a lake, full of bodies.
"Yes. They were heading in this direction when I encountered them." Keine Kamishirasawa said as she learned against the wall beside the door, her dress and hair now blue, and her horns nowhere in sight. "I felt very slightly nauseous when I hit the first two aliens I struck, so I believe some of them have some sort of connection to Element zero. Their actual physical capability however was appalling."
"You think Meiling could take them all down then perhaps?" The voice from the other side of the door, very much a woman's voice, asked with a hint of curiosity.
"If she used her full strength and was careful about their weapon ranges, I doubt she would get more than a tiny cut on her body." Keine answered honestly.
"oh? Just because they physically seem weak? Didn't you say they had claws and guns?"
"Yes, but the ones I took out seemed to have no intention of using their claws, and the Weaponry looked rather, fragile. My barrier blocked them without difficulty."
Silence passed for a moment before the splashing of water could be heard from beyond the door, and the woman behind it spoke up again, her voice fuller and easier to hear. "You said they were being followed by a Tanuki right?"
"Yes, though I was unable to make out whether it was-"
"It's her, I'm sure of it. My instincts are telling me so."
"Mine as well, though I am loathe to jump to assumptions."
"Hmm, you said there were two groups of aliens, right? Where they together?"
"The way they stood says they were not. I believe they were different groups, squad's maybe. At most they are two groups traveling together, but the one group was much smaller, so it seems unlikely."
"The larger group was the one she was following right?"
"It appeared that way." Keine said as she stepped away from the wall and turned to the door. "Would you like me to go and inform Meiling that she may have guests?"
"Please do. But just tell her to stop other groups from coming in. if the group she's following approaches; I would like them invited in.
"Invite them-" Keine stopped speaking for a second before she let out a sigh. "You're planning on toying with them, aren't you?"
"No. I'm curious actually. If she's following them, there must be a reason. I want to speak to them, and find out exactly what is going on. If they refuse, then I might play with them a bit." The woman said her tone turning sadistic at the last second.
"Goodness, please don't let my students see such bloodlust."
"Don't worry, I can control myself! Do you think a basic Translation spell will work to understand them?"
"A basic one, no. An advanced one may, but I am not entirely sure."
"Okay. I'll be out in a bit, so thank you for telling me about this."
"It's no trouble." Keine said as she took a step away from the door and stopped. "I'll be returning to my class."
"You don't want to join in on the conversation with them? With aliens?" the voice asked expectantly. "Your class will be over soon anyway right?"
" . . . . . .You want me there to ask the more informative questions, don't you?"
Nothing but silence responded.
Keine was quiet for a moment before nodding to herself. The chance to actually be one of the first to speak with these aliens was something she honestly didn't want to pass up. "Alright, I'll be there."
"In that case, how about we do this-"
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"The Building is just ahead, you'll want to see this." A Turian scout of what remained of Desolas's squad said as he walked over. After sending their injured back to camp Desolas had decided that sending a scout ahead would be a good idea, and with his squad now down to nine people, everyone agreed with the idea.
"Alright, we're moving out!" Desolas called out. " Weapons at the ready, but do not fire till I give the word."
Everyone nodded as The scout led the squad down the street alongside the buildings, keeping in the sparse shadows that fell in front of them. After a couple of minute they came to the edge of a building and glanced around it to see the building they were supposed to investigate, and realized their mission might not be as simple as it had first sounded.
Taking up a whole block of the city was a gigantic Building of Red stone. It had a sparse number of windows for its size, but was easily had two levels, and possibly a third hidden under its high reaching roof. Surrounding the Building was a wall of Black stone, though it seemed to have some sort of red undertone to it, like red cracks barely visible at a distance. The wall itself was likely ten feet tall, and was lined with long pointed spikes that shot out both straight up and down toward the street. Without jump jets it would be impossible to scale without injury and demolishing it would attract attention.
"I don't see an entrance." Desolas said with a hint of annoyance in his tone that Orinia noticed immediately.
"Is this the back of the buildings perhaps?" She asked the scout with a whisper.
The scout nodded. "I believe so. I think the main entrance is around the next street."
"Then let's not waste time. We need to see if its entrance is guarded." Desolas said quickly as he and the rest of the squad crossed the road and began moving forward beside the wall itself, hoping to use it as cover.
"This wall is weird." Orinia said as she ran her hand across the walls surface. "It's cool. Disturbingly so."
"It looks like it's made of stone, why wouldn't it be?" One Turina asked calmly.
"I mean really cool. Like heat is being drawn out of it!"
Desolas took his one hand off his gun and slightly touched the wall with just a claw. Immediately his claw felt cold, and it was like heat was being pulled out of the area around it just as Orinia had explained. "Spirits that is strange." He swore as he pulled his claw away, it taking a few second for the cold feeling to disappear.
"Maybe it's the composition or-" Orinia stopped as the sound of Mass accelerator fire was heard around the upcoming corner of the wall.
" Spirits! Move, double time!" Desolas roared as he sprinted forward, the rest of the squad behind him.
Desolas thought they could save another squad if it was in trouble, and after seeing what the alien with horns had done to some of his men, he thought he'd be ready for whatever was around the corner. When he came around and saw the scene before him however, it became clear that he was not.
Barely fifteen meters down the wall was a section of wall that was instead comprised of a large gate made of dark red metal. Before it was a full squad of Turian forces, except half the squad was on the ground, their bodies broke and mangled, their limbs shattered and bent, and blue blood trailing out of them onto the street. The rest of the squad in question was standing a couple meters away, holding their weapons up in unsteady, fearful claws at the one who looked clearly responsible for half their squads dead.
The Alien Responsible stood in the middle of the Turian bodies, and looked nothing like what Desolas's squad figured it would look like. They had only seen the one alien up close, so they assumed the all had horns, but this Alien had no horns sticking up out of its red orange fur on its head. The alien appeared female if the shape of its body, protruding chest and long legs were any indicator, and its clothing was similar, but still very different from the first alien they had encountered. Its clothing appeared to a separate top and bottom, the top covering halfway down its upper arms while it was pressed tightly against the body. The lower half of the clothing appeared to be some sort of dress like the first aliens, but this one was shorter, going down to just past her knees and had sliced down the side that appeared to be meant for allowing movement. The Alien stared at the other Turian squad with eyes the color of an ocean, and stood in what Desolas was sure was some sort of martial combat stance that he could not recognize.
"D-die monster!" One of the Turian standing away from the alien yelled as he, and the entire remnants of his squad fired their weapons. A hail of mass accelerator fire, far more than sufficient to take out a single alien soared through the space between them. At the last second the alien threw her elbow forward and her opposite hand open beside it, and a barrier of glowing energy formed before her, blocking every single accelerator round as if they had struck an impenetrable kinetic barrier.
The Turian group fired until their weapons all overheated, Giving Desolas's squad time to move in and aim weapons at the Alien, though they did not fire as Desolas looked at the terrified squad, still holding their triggers down and expecting them to fire. They were clearly terrified, so much so they had forgotten their training. "Soldier, who's in command of your squad?!" Desolas called out, getting both the other squad, and the Aliens attention. The alien did not move however and merely kept its stance.
"I- I am, sir. The Co is dead." One of the terrified Turians responded as he still glared at the Alien with his trigger pulled so far back it looked like it would snap under his claw.
"Why is that alien not fighting back?"
"It is! It killed half our squad and-"
"It's not attacking now. Do you know why?"
"I- it only attacks when you get close. If you attack at range it just makes that weird biotic barrier. Our captain tried to move I and incapacitate it, but he was killed so brutally I don't think a bone is left in one piece in his body!" he responded as he suddenly threw down his Phaeston and pulled out a pistol, aiming it at the aliens head.
"Okay. What is your name?" Desolas asked calmly, now knowing that if the Alien would not attack ,he had time to try to control the situation.
"I-Ivremis, sir."
"okay, Ivremis, I know that alien killed a lot of your squad, but it only attacks if you get near, so its obviously guarding this place. Step back, lower your weapons and calm down."
"It killed out CO! Half our squad! Our Friends!" Ivremis screamed as his claw began pressing against his pistols trigger, punching out little specks of sand sized metal.
"I know that, but a Turian does not let fear or anger control them!" Desolas said over the gun fire as calmly as he could.
This seemed to reach Ivremis and his entire squad, all of them taking a couple slow steps back and letting go of their triggers. Though none of them lowered their weapons. "Good. Now, why is your squad here in the first place. Tell me slowly, and don't make sudden moves."
Ivremis nodded. "Our squad was going to reinforce the assault on a barrier, but our CO saw this place and decided we should check it out. Then this thing killed them!" he cried as he hook his pistol at the alien, who muttered something in its language seemingly in reply as it took a few small steps backwards toward the metal gate, never leaving its stance as it did.
"Yes, she did, but we're also here attacking their planet. Just step back and-
"Spirits no!" One of Ivremis's squad suddenly called as he took a step forward and tossed a grenade at the alien. It struck its barrier and exploded on impact, seemingly doing nothing. But after a second as everyone looked on in surprise, the Aliens eyes squinted at Ivremis's squad, filling with a look that Desolas somehow knew was not anger, but simple annoyance.
In a sudden and quick movement the alien lunged forward through the air, her body spinning as one leg extended out, a stream of colors forming a strange monstrous shape behind her leg. She landed right in front of the one who threw the grenade and swung her leg right towards his body.
But stopped the barest distance from connecting, the monstrous mass of color flashing past him and into the Turian ranks, Making many of them flinch in fear.
Time seemed to slow down as the alien lower its leg and then leapt backwards to the gate, only for it to open inwards on itself a second later. Desolas expected the alien to back up and close it behind her, but instead, another alien came out of the gate. She had a very familiar looking dress on that was blue in color. She looked almost identical to the alien that Desolas had seen kill two cabals not an hour before, but had no horns and the fur on her head was the wrong color.
The new alien said something in its language to the other, causing her to step back and lower her stance, as if making room. Then much to everyone's surprise, the new alien pointed a pale finger at Desolas and motioned her whole hand toward her, almost like she was asking them to follow them.
Knowing that words would not be sufficient, Desolas pointe to himself, then the alien, then toward the building, hoping his question would be clear.
The blue haired alien nodded and turned toward the building, walking back past the gate.
"I think she wants us to follow her." Desolas said uncertainly as he took a step forward, only for Orinia to grab him by the shoulder.
"Hold on sir, this can't be right. It has to be a trap!"
Desolas shook his head and looked at the red furred alien. "that one has proven she could strike before we could react, and from the sound of it had been purely defensive. I'm getting the feeling that if these aliens wanted to, they could kill us any time."
"That does not mean you go and die on their terms!"
"I'm not planning on dying." Desolas said as he looked at the still open gate. "I get the feeling that alien wants to talk to us, and the possibility of finding more out about these aliens outweighs the possibility of finding nothing by just walking away. I'm going in there. Anyone who wants to come may, and those who don't can wait out here and will not attack unless attacked first!"
"Fine, but we're coming with you." Orinia growled while every one of Desolas's squad members nodded in agreement.
Desolas nodded and looked at Ivremis. "Are you going to follow our squad, or head back to camp?"
"I - . . . our squad is too weak to go to the front. We'll follow you for now." Ivremis said, sounding angry, but not at Desolas.
Once both squads were together they approached the gate, everyone glancing at the Alien that still stood there, her eyes trained on them like a predators. As the last Turian passed the gate she entered as well, and to everyone's worries the gates closed with a high pitched screech, seemingly on their own.
Inside the wall and surrounding the red building was a large field of grasses, perfectly trimmed down to the exact same length. This in itself was not impressive or worrisome, but the closer they got to the building itself, the stranger everything felt. It was like a great weight was pressing against them harder and harder as they got closer. Their extremities began feeling numb, it was getting slightly difficult to breathe, and Desolas could swear how could hear some sort of disturbed laughter.
Arriving at the door to the Building, the blue haired woman simply stood there in front a pair of double doors made of wood, carved with the shape of what looked like teeth or spikes all across its edges. A few second later the Guard from the gate came around the Turians and opened the left door, allowing the blue haired alien to walk in, saying something to the other as she walked in with a wave of her hand.
Desolas took a step toward the door then paused, noticing a strange shimmering field covering the door. It was barely visible due to the darkness within the building, but the field itself was faintly grey, and sparkled as if dust was floating through sunlight.
"Is is some sort of Scanner maybe?" Orinia asked, clearly worried about the field.
"Perhaps. Only one way to find out." Desolas said as he took a breath and walked through it. stepping through the field felt like he was walking through a thin layer of water, thick and dense, but not impossible to pass through. As soon as he stepped through he felt a strange burning for half a second in his throat, but it passed quickly and allowed him to take another step inside and look around.
The Foyer of the building, because that was all it could be in Desolas's eyes, was very wide in its design. A single set of stairs went straight up to a second level, but split into two separate stairs. Thick carpets lined the floor from the door to the stairway and up it, and large mas of Crystals hung above the stairs, letting off a dull red light, the only light illuminating the windowless room. the light was bad enough, but both the wooden floors, the walls, the stairs, and even the carpets and ceiling were all in differing shades of dark red, making it difficult to tell different parts of the foyer from others.
"Whoa. whoever owns this place likes red, and darkness." Orinia muttered from behind Desolas, who could only nod in agreement as his eyes tried to adapt to the strange light.
Then the door behind them shut with a slam, and the red headed woman was standing in front of it, blocking any option of escape. Looking back at the stairs Desolas found the blue haired woman standing at the bottom of them, seemingly waiting for something to happen.
As if called by the Door closing behind them, the double set of doors on the second level above them opened up, and a third alien walked in and up to the railing above the stairs. If this third alien had been the same as the first two in looks alone it would not have been so bad, but instead she was so different in looks and feel it made Desolas's claws' itch and his muscles tense unconsciously.
The new alien was female and was wearing a single piece dress a deep red in color. It had a single strap on one shoulder and had slits down both sides of the legs, allowing small bits of moon white skin to be glimpsed as she walked. She had a chest that was modest yet very noticeable from the dress's cut. Her hair was the color of a bright yellow sun, and hung down her back, with some of it tied up at one side of her head and held with a piece of cloth the same color as her dress. What was most disconcerting however was the deep red color her predatory eyes were as she looked down on them and the strange things that jut out from her back like wings? With bone like stalks the color of dry dead wood they looked unhealthy, and the rainbow of large, perfectly shaped Crystals that hung from seemingly nothing at perfect intervals of them made it look even more unsettling. The woman stood like an Asari matriarch and exuded the same kind of power, only on a scale that made Desolas feel like even the older matriarchs would whimper and run in fear from her presence. He wanted to turn and run on instinct, but his legs would not move.
The woman smiled, allowing her teeth, along with two longer, strangely pointed, teeth to be seen by every Turian below her. "So, these are our little invaders!" The woman said in perfectly understood words, shocking Desolas and Every Turian. after a few second she looked to the blue furred alien. "Did the Translation spell work Keine?"
The blue haired woman, apparently named Keine nodded. "It should have. I placed it over the doorway, so all of them should be able to understand us as long as we speak Japanese."
"Excellent!" The Blonde said as she placed a hand on the railing and leaned forward slightly, allowing some of her moderate cleavage to be accented as she did. "So, can you understand me, Alien?" She asked, putting what Desolas could only call hate into the last word. She clearly was not happy with them.
"We can." Desolas said as he took a step forward. " I did not think that you had heard enough of our language to devise a translation for our language however."
"Didn't need one!" The woman said with a wave of her hand. "Keine was nice enough to make a simple translation spell and place it over the door. Until it wears off in about a day, all of you can understand Japanese, and we can understand your alien language."
"A spell, you mean like . . . magic?" Orinia asked, surprised by her own question.
"Yes."
"You seriously think we'll believe such a stupid idea? Ivremis said as he stepped forward angrily, glaring up at the woman.
The blonde woman looked at Ivremis and her eyes narrowed. "This is my home, you will not deny what we know as truth with such a rude tongue, or I get to make an example of you!"
"Ivremis, stop talking." Desolas hissed.
"Will you now? You savages just keep holding back and killing our people with-" Ivremis was in the middle of saying as he stepped forward and pointed a claw at the alien in anger, until his entire body exploded in a shower of blue blood.
Desolas looked rom where Ivremis had been standing and then looked up at the Blonde woman, noticing she was now holding her closed hand right to where Ivremis had been. The woman smiled cruelly as Desolas noticed Ivremis's blood seemingly disappearing into the walls and floor where it had splattered. "That was a simple example. I invited you into my home without violence or force, and this is what will happen if you disrespect that!"
Desolas swallowed hard and then noticed that he had unconsciously taken a step back, as had everyone else. "I understand, and I apologize for our allies outburst. The stress of combat had gotten to him, I think."
"There's no need to apologize, he is dead after all!" She said with a grin as she began walking the length of the rail towards one of the stairways. "I am Flandre Scarlet, Known as the Scarlet sister and sometimes as the Diabolic Wave! My guard and long-time friend behind you is Hong Meiling, the dragon gate. As for Keine, you've already met her before." Flandre said with a giggle that did not quite match her regal and mature looks.
"We've met her once." Desolas corrected as he looked at Keine nervously, only to see her dress change from blue to green along with her hair, as Horns sprouted from hr head.
"I am Keine Kamishirasawa, known to some as the History eating half beast." Keine said with a slight bow. "I apologize for my rather, rude entrance and exit before, but the safety of one of my students comes before any attempt at communication."
"You were the one who killed those cabals!" Desolas exclaimed in surprise, being the first able to speak. The idea someone could suddenly grow horns, change the color of their hair and clothing seemed ridiculous, but it had just happened before them!
"I am." Keine confirmed again.
"Now then, we have introduced ourselves, so why don't you introduce yourself, alien?" Flandre asked as she stopped at the top of the stairs, her eyes cleanly locked on Desolas.
Nodding uncertainly Desolas took a step forward. "Captain Desolas Arterius, of the Turian Hierarchy."
Flandre smiled. "Do you know why you are here?"
"Yes." Deolas said instantly, eliciting a raised Eyebrow from Flandre. "The Hierarchy is here in response to a ship attempting to-"
"I did not mean you as in your species, I meant you personally." Flandre interrupted. "You, here in my home. Do you know why?"
Desolas stood perfectly still as a couple Turians shifted nervously, the strange pressure suddenly weighting them down. "You, wanted to speak with us?" Desolas asked carefully.
Flandre smiled. "Partly. While I'm interested in you aliens, I'm more interested in why you are interested in him, Mamizou."
"Oh, and here I thought you hadn't known I was here. What tipped you off?" Suddenly came a new female voice, making every Turian look around for its owner.
"I caught a glimpse of you when I was retrieving kaiden." Keine said with a sigh, looking very tired for some reason. " just come out already please. With clothes on, please."
"Ah, what the, that creature!" Orinia suddenly called out as the fuzzy creature they had seen in the forest dashed between their legs and over to the stairs, its tail bobbing to side to side as it ran. As it stopped just shy of the stairway it stood up on its hind legs, and its form began to change. Its body grew tall, its fur changing into cloth, and in a matter of seconds another alien was standing before them. Her clothing looked far more casual and rural that any of the other women's, and she had little black ears on the top of her head with her tail stuck out from under her dress. On a sash of cloth that was wrapped around her waist was a strange pipe of some sort and a bottle with a strange marking on it. What truly surprised everyone however was when she crossed one leg over the other and sat back on her tail, seeming floating in midair, allowing everyone to notice her sandals, with nearly foot thick bottoms that looked to be made of solid metal. "A pleasure to finally make your acquaintances. I am Mamizou Futatsuiwa, the barely noticed Youkai!"
No one said or reacted in any way, causing Mamizou to laugh to herself. "I think I broke them."
"With an entrance like that I can see why," Flandre said with a smile as she looked at Desolas. " Arterius, or was it Desolas? Which is your personal name?"
"D-Desolas." He answered as he shook of some of the impossibility of what he had just seen.
Flandre nodded. "Let's talk, but not here. I have refreshments waiting on the balcony for us, so please follow. Your people can follow Meiling out to the courtyard. Don't worry, as long as they don't try anything Meiling won't have to play with them."
"Desolas!" Orinia growled in worry.
"I know." Desolas said as he looked at Flandre. "This balcony, is it visible from the courtyard?"
"It is right above the courtyard." Meiling answered from behind them as she opened the door, no strange screen covering the doorway.
"You have your answer. Come this way Desolas. Don't keep me waiting or I may have to play with you next!" Flandre said with a grin that almost seemed too wide for her face. it was far more disturbing that Desolas figured it would be.
"Do as they ask. I'll be fine." Deolas said as he began walking forward and followed Keine and Mamizou up the stairs to the second level and down a hall. It was just like the foyer had been, and gave him a small moment to think about what had just happened.
Shapeshifting, spontaneous complete destruction, translation without a machine. They had called it magic, and had been angry when it had been scoffed at. Was it really magic? Their names made no sense to Desolas, and were not similar to any council culture so he couldn't take meaning from them. The strange titles they introduced themselves with intrigued and worried him, but not nearly as much as how similar, yet different from Asari they were. All four of these aliens were female and had a similar basic design to their form, yet each had major differences from the other that had to be more than just genetic variation. He wants sure how to explain it himself, but was sure the Salarians would be demanding to learn everything they could if they had a say in the matter.
That brought Desolas's thoughts back to their capabilities. Two of them apparently capable of killing Turians in physical combat without weapons, one able to shapeshift, and another seemingly able to kill simply by closing her fist in someone's direction. More impossibility, yet he had witnessed it, and could not disregard it so easily. Just the shapeshifting two of them showed off was beyond anything in council space, and could revolutionize intelligence gathering if it was a transferable capability, and not an inherent or genetic one.
"We're here." Keine said, pulling Desolas out of his thoughts just as they stopped at a large door and opened it. The change of light made it difficult to see initially, but after a moment Desolas saw a good sized Balcony complete with a table and four chairs around it. From the balcony he could see a good portion of the city, and the sun was over the building itself, covering only the railing of the balcony in light.
Flandre walked up to the table and sat down on the chair the closest to the house, and Keine and Mamizou sat to either side of her, leaving Desolas the chair at the railing. As he sat down he noticed the rest of his squad down on the grass were a number of tables and chairs were spaced around. It seems they hadn't lied to him.
"So, why follow these aliens around the city Mamizou?" Flandre asked immediately as she picked up some kind of dish and began pouring a pale green liquid out of it into four cups that Keine then placed in front of each of them.
Mamizou smiled and looked at Desolas "I've been following them around for a while, and now know that this alien race is very military and structured. Killing their commanders likely will not break them easily. I did however note that you seem rather against this whole engagement." she said as she looked at Desolas.
Desolas only nodded in reply.
"Why is that, hmm?" Flandre asked with a smile, licking some of the liquid off her lips.
Desolas swallowed uncomfortablly. "I don't think you probably know, but the first contact of our groups was . . ."
"A one side massacre where a ship of your fleet destroyed an unarmed scouting ship in an unprovoked attack." Keine said suddenly as he sipped her tea and placed it down. "Yes, we are well aware of the first scenario."
Desoloas looked at Keine in surprise. "So the ship did get a message out? Cathris had been sure no message had been sent from how quickly he destroyed the ship."
"They didn't." Keine said with a sigh. "The ship and her crew were destroyed. A half day later her crew informed our leadership of the event and they began preparing from that
Desolas looked at Keine with what could only be confusion, causing Flandre to smile. "Here, let me show you." Flandre said as she snapped her finger, and a moment later a fairy maid came onto the balcony with a bow, surprising Desolas with the combination of her looks, and demure attitude.
"Yes lady Flandre?"
"I need to kill you for a bit, is that alright Mei?"
The maid, apparently named Mei, looked surprised and nodded slowly. "Not my eye I hope?"
"No, just regular killing, to prove you can't die."
"Very well. Am I to assume you wish me to return here when I revive to prove this?"
Flandre smiled as she opened he palm, a strange glowing red orb appearing above it that seemed to radiate heat and energy. "Please do." Flandre said as she tossed the ball of energy at the maid. When it contacted her, both the ball and the maid, exploded in a blast of light and energy, leaving oly little floating lights that dissipated completely in a matter of seconds.
As Flandre looked back at Desolas she saw his, mandibles, Spread wide in horror. "Y-you killed your own employee!?" Desolas finally said in fear.
"Relax she's a fairy, she'll be back in a few minutes, you'll see!"
Desola looked at Flandre in shock. She was so nonchalant about it. And what did she mean by she be back?
"You noticed her wings yes?" Mamizou suddenly spoke up. "The same kind as those you saw in the forest had, right?"
Desolas nodded. "Yes, is that some sort of subspecies of your race then?"
"Not precisely," Keine said calmly as he leaned back in her chair. "Fairy's are a Race of their own, more akin to elementals that humans, Lunarians or Youkai. They are joined to the land, and are one of the truly immortal beings that we know of. Unless the land they spring from is destroyed, they will not die, and simply resurrect after a time."
"You expect me to believe that people can simply come back from the dead good as new?" Desolas asked with a look the women did not quit understand. Alien facial structure was not something they were familiar with, but they figure it was probably annoyance or scorn at thinking he was being blatantly lied to.
"Yes actually," Flandre said with a smile as the door to the buildigns insides opened, and the exact same fairy form before walked onto the balcony holding a tray of biscuits and sweet that the placed on the table, the door closing behind her.
"Thank you for limiting your power Lady Flandre. There is much to do and I did not wish to fall behind."
Desolas looked at the maid in horror and impossible surprise. She was the exact same person. he wasn't going to say that all of this species looked the same, as even by Turian standards they had radical difference, horns, wings, body shape, but he was sure it was the same person he had seen get blown into light particles. "H-how?" He finally said.
"Fairy's like myself are joined to the land. When we are 'killed' we resurrect in the place we are connected to. I am connected to a large pond at the back of the manor, and as Lady Flandre kept the power in her attack relatively low, I was able to resurrect almost immediately." Mei explained with a bow as she looked to Flandre. "Is there anything else you need Lady Flandre?"
"No, that is all. Thank you Mei, I apologize for pulling you from your duties."
"There is no need to apologize."
Keine waited until Mei left before looking back at Desolas. "Scouting and explorations ships are crewed entirely by fairy's. So if they encounter technical troubles, have accidents, or encounter overly violent aliens, there is only the loss of material from the ship, not a loss of life.
Desolas paled as he came to a sudden realization. "Then, the attack that destroyed the Hunters pride wasn't a ship sent to look for your own lost ship. It was sent as a counterstrike?"
"In a sense. In truth it was sent to scout out your Ships weapons technology and get us data." Keine calmly explained. "That mission was led by one person, the only Fairy Operative of the Alliance."
Desolas looked at them and then at the table, looking at the glass of green liquid. It was made of fine material, very thin, and looked like it would shatter at the merest touch. Compared to the buildings of the city around them, made of stone wood and steel, it seemed unlikely the cups had been manufactured here. "And to think the Hierarchy thought this was your home world."
"Nope!" Mamizou said with a smile. "Shanxi is only a four year old colony. Its small considering it only has one major city."
"Four-" Desolas stopped mid-word and hung his head down as he let out a long sigh. Then another thought came to him, making him swallow in worry. "If this colony is so young, why are there not more forces protecting it? Do you not fear Pirates or invasion like this one?"
Flandre grinned mischievously as she pointed up, and when Desolas did as she directed he saw a beam of light cross the sky far above, small blue flashes accompanying it. "Our leadership knew this planet would be the first one you encounter, so plans had been made. Our forces here were only meant to hold you back, until our reinforcements arrived and cut off your forces, by decimating your fleet above us!"
Desolas continued to stare upwards before he tapped his Omnitool, getting a no signal notice when he tried to contact the fleet. " by the spirits!"
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Vampire – A Youkai species derived from east European folklore, Vampires are physically extremely powerful but seta apart from other species by historically requiring only blood to live, not solid flesh or foods. Vampires have long pointe canine that act like messy syringes, piercing and allowing them to suck and lap up the blood from other living beings. Someone completely drained of blood by a vampire becomes a ghoul, a mindless servant to the vampire in question, unless the vampire then siphons some of their own blood back into the person, Turing them into a vampire themselves. Vampires are historically weak to sunlight, but can be born with a resistance to its detrimental effects, and in rare case immunity.
A sparse number of Vampires exist in the alliance, and Medical gains in the past have made it so that their bodies can perfectly catalyze regular food. They still require small amounts of blood occasionally or they risk going into a withdrawal like state, but most curb this by having the blood added to a drink or simply having small amounts every few weeks. Vampires receive blood from the government, acquired from blood banks to help make sure they do not become dangerous to regular citizens.
Vampires are recognizable most often by their red eyes, pointed canines, weakness to sunlight and bat like wings, and are prohibited from turning others into vampires unless it is to save someone's life.
Tanuki – The Tanuki, sometimes called a Racoon dog, is an East Oriental Youkai related to foxes and dogs, and known for its ability to shapeshift and trick others. Tanuki can freely shapeshift their entire body, taking the form of the racoon dog animal, a human and even forms halfway between. All Tanuki have a 'natural' human and Tanuki form that they will shapeshift into automatically if they do not attempt to change how they look. Most however prefer their default half way between form.
Tanuki are a fun loving race in general, and while capable of shapeshifting to nearly any humanoid form, have some difficulty holding forms of other people for extended periods of time. They have a natural skill for magic that can manipulate sensory input, and can make excellent guides and friends as they are very personable and friendly.
Translation spells – Omni magic that affects a person's senses in addition to their mind to a small amount, Translation spells are important for the alliance due to the large number of individual languages and many dialects that exist between its peoples. Translation spells makes a person able to understand the language the spell chooses as a language they understand, and in some cases can be altered to even make a person speak a separate language. Most times it just changes what is heard however, as this is far simpler to cast.
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Operative Bio – Mamizou
Name: Mamizou Futatsuiwa
Race: Youkai - Tanuki
Gender: Female
Age: Unknown – appears early to mid-twenties.
Power rank: C
Class: 2
Class Specifics: works best with others she knows, or groups of others who can shapeshift. is excellent at infiltrations as long as this is the case. Is too willing to help others however and if groups are on a mission together will often be tempted to help them before the mission.
Powers: shapeshifting of self and clothing, objects on person. Can shapeshift other people and objects for a limited time.
Capabilities/skills: Shapeshifting, imitation. Stealth. She is also skilled at making friends and calming arguments, making her a good mediator as she focuses on both sides of an argument.
Bio: Having lived among humans outside of Gensokyo before the fall of the border, Mamizou took the change well and helped many others deal with it as well. While she does not like Yukari, and completely distrusts her subordinate, she decided to become an operative to continue to help others and was directly responsible for dealing with numerous small pirate bands in the early alliance expansion by sneaking in and sabotaging their defences and opening doors for allies.
She holds no set job aside from her position as an operative, instead electing to travel and wander as she wills it, often visiting old friends. Through her friend Nue she met and became acquainted with Flandre scarlet.
Operative Bio – Flandre
Name: Flandre Scarlet.
Race: Youaki - Vampire
Gender: Female
Age: 748 – looks mid-twenties
Power rank: S
Class: 3
Class Specifics: While capable of fighting alongside others, few can keep up with Flandre's raw speed and ferocity. She no longer has a problem with accidentally killing allies in the field, but prefers they not be close enough for that to be an issue.
Powers: Capability to destroy anything or one, by crushing its 'eye'
Capabilities/skills: As a vampire she can fly, regenerate and has extremely high speed, stamina and strength equal to many high power Youkai. Can also shift the shape of her wings, and form the mythical weapon of chaos, Laevateinn from her power of destruction. Is one of the few people capable of destroying ships in orbit from the ground.
Bio: Historically psychotic, insane and uncontrollable due to her sisters fearing her power far more than she should have, the border breaking was a great thing for Flandre, as it meant she could no longer be confined, and thus had to learn to both control her power, and become a better person. With the help from numerous friends and family (Patchouli knowledge, Hong Meiling, Keine Kamishirawasa, Nue Houjou, Koishi komeji, Marisa Kirisame.) she was able to learn to control her powers more efficiently, and was able to come to understand much about the world she did not previously know. along with this, her body began strangely maturing as her knoledge and mentality did, and she became an elegant, if sadistic lady that surpassed her sisters, looks and beauty.
While far more mature in looks and intelligence, she still has some sadistic quirks and tendencies, but trusts those she knows and now understands the limits of what she can do.
