A/N: And here is what you've all been waiting for, Operation STORMHOUND. Please enjoy. Should have uploaded yesterday, but parties.
A natural storm across the world quietly fumed, without rain and thunder yet casting a shadow across all lands.
It was under this cover of darkness that Operation STORMHOUND began...
"Open fire! Open fi-"
The silhouettes of shadowy figures flitted between walls, blades quietly slipping into human necks just as magic quickly disposed of many others. All throughout the American military base, countless humans perished as the mysterious figures assaulted the complex with a single thought on mind.
The base had been taken over by Donald Trump, and replaced with his own soldiers, as a twin bunny eared operative stabbed into yet another human's throat, her red eyes inducing insanity with ease.
It was a base that warranted extermination, as the screams of military personnel drifted quietly into the night...
Within the parliament building of Britain, a monster sat upon an exquisite chair of fine oak.
The man looking monster stood and bowed, his wings of scarlet curling, a smirk on his lips as he greeted, "Welcome, Lady Remilia. It's so good to see my daughter after so long."
As Remilia's own grin showed, she replied, "And I you, Father Dracula."
That night, the screams and dying cries of thousands of people, criminal and civilian alike, disguised as accidents rang out into the night, unheard by the world...
Within thousands of lottery buildings across the United States and of the world, ballots were revised and computers hacked as Trump's name was systematically removed from everything, a cucumber sitting in a certain kappa's mouth as she continued hacking with her tech teams...
A green haired figure cleaned a flowered parasol stained with blood, the title Monsanto standing above them, as the figure continued on her killing spree as she whispered, "This is for patenting genes for plants, and then following up with legal repercussions on farmers and businesses alike who used them unknowingly..."
A trio of fairies alongside an assortment of low tier youkai trotted into yet another neighborhood, one of them with ice wings declaring, "Onwards troops! More of this rare treat known as candy awaits us!"
Another, with darkness shrouded around her figure joined in as she yelled in agreement.
"Weren't we supposed to be gathering intelligence on the people participating in Trick or Treating?"
With a brief observation with her gaps, Yukari observed the operations occurring across the world, seeing the many strike teams infiltrating areas and silencing issues both to them and the world.
It was with this in mind that she closed in on her next target...
"Huh. It's begun already then, has it?"
I stood to stretch for a moment, before turning around with a grin and saying, "Try it."
The roars of a train rang out from a gap in front of me, its headlights shining into my eyes as I lifted a hand.
It phased out of existence while Yukari launched herself out of another gap, my hands reaching out to catch her in an embrace as we hugged.
From my chest, Yukari's muffled voice murmured, "I missed you daddy."
As I patted her head, other hand rubbing her back soothingly, I responded, "I know sweetie, so I'll make it up to you tonight, okay? I'll get you whatever you want."
Her eyes met my own as twinkles in her eyes signalled excitement, "Really? Anything I want?"
I chuckled before repeating, "Anything you want."
"... Sweetie?"
"Yes Daddy?"
"When I said anything, I sort of meant-"
"Uh uh! You said anything, so this is what I chose."
My hands rested on her legs as Yukari's legs dangled in front of me, her arms resting atop my head.
She was sitting on my shoulders.
In front of the entire New York team, consisting of several of the most powerful beings in Gensokyo.
Needless to say, laughter broke out instantly.
Reimu's back hit the ground as she rolled around laughing, Sanae practically spazzed at the sight and had become a sputtering mess, Marisa was already taking pictures with a grin on her lips, Youmu simply nodded to the figure whom she had come to see as her great uncle, Yuyuko greeted her surrogate father with a smile, and the rest remained in various states of laughter and shock.
I sighed before motioning with everyone to get back on track.
Yukari, still on my shoulders, gave her orders to the squad, instructing several of them to infiltrate various political buildings while others would gather intelligence or assassinate certain individuals.
Yukari pulled on my ear and whispered in my ear her instructions, ending with, "Anything I want you said~"
I resigned myself to my fate, and like a good father, I brought my 17,000 year old daughter Trick or Treating, as she sat, perched atop my shoulders all the while...
