Chapter 1: Isekai'd
Asuka flew backwards, landing on her feet. Homura came up beside her, an arm on her back. "Asuka! You alright? Well, you better be. Pull yourself together!"
"Right! I won't go down easily, Homura!" Asuka nodded, Yumi and Miyabi rushing up beside the both of them. The area in ruins, all that remained was a small, stone altar upon a set of stairs where their opponent, Fubuki, stood. Her grey skin complimenting her black dress and long, wavy black hair.
"We've come too far to give up now!" Ikaruga shouted
"Then let's finish this! She's just one bitch!" Ryobi took a shot at Fubuki, who raised her hand, and with a black aura, blocked the bullet like it was nothing.
"Even though we all know I'm going to win, I'll admit, even I'm finding this tiresome and going nowhere." Fubuki sighed, pulling out a small crystal before shattering it in her hand, a pinkish-purple mist emanating in her hand. "So, why don't we even the odds. I mean 1 against 20 isn't really fair now is it?"
"It was you who stole my crystals!? Do you know how hard it is to make those?!" Haruka snapped.
"Be lucky I'll leave you alive, Haruka. So that way you can make more for me." Fubuki grinned. "Now, where shall I aim it?" The shinobi students all got into positions, ready to dodge at a moment's notice.
"Haruka? Just how does it work?" Yumi asked.
"Well, normally you're supposed to break it down and smoke it, but I haven't had time to test it considering it's been STOLEN!" Haruka retorted.
"Combining it with my power, I figure I'll be able to hit at least 4 of you. And hey, at least I will spare you the gruesome death I'm about to give your friends, so you should feel honored." Fubuki smirked, raising her hand when she suddenly noticed a tingling feeling in her breasts. Looking down with a start, she saw a pair of hands.
"Yo guys! I got her! She's totally open!" Came the giggly voice of Katsuragi.
"I-i-I got snuck up on?! But how!?" Fubuki began to blush as Katsuragi cackled in the most maniacal way, making some of her allies sweatdrop. "GET OFF OF ME, PERV!" Fubuki spun around, pushing Katsuragi with the hand full of crystal energy, engulfing her in flashes of blue and purple energy.
Katsu screamed, slightly lifting off the ground before disappearing. "NO! Dammit! I was supposed to use it on several of them!" Fubuki shouted angrily.
"HARUKA! What happened to her?!" Asuka exclaimed, her nerves shaking.
Haruka placed a finger on her thumb. "Well… in theory she-…"
A blue and purple light was all Katsuragi could make out around her, slowly, she opened her eyes, the vibrant colors fading as she could see wet rice fields below her. Below her?! Katsuragi began to panic, trying to reposition herself as the rice fields came closer and closer upon her. But no sooner did she realize when she got a face-full of dirt. After a few tugs, she pulled herself out, landing on her ass in the rice fields. The small-town village with it's traditional, if not a bit dated Japanese houses overlooked the rice fields she had landed in.
"Baah. My clothes are all wet now." Katsu let out a sigh before she shook her head, standing up, looking off in the distance towards the peak of Mount Orochi. "And why the hell did she send me to Mount Orochi village?! I just hope the others are alright!"
Katsu began running towards the direction of the mountain, her footsteps now heavy with water and her heart heavy with anticipation. Asuka, Hikage, Everyone. Hang in there! Katsu suddenly stopped, falling backwards as a shot splattered the ground in front of her, forming an icicle. Looking over, she saw Yumi approaching.
"Yumi! What's happening?! Where are the others? And… what is up with that outfit?" Katsu eyed Yumi up and down, who's Kimono was a deep red, which slowly drifted off into an orange gradient at the end of her sleeves, while her frontal trim was a lot shorter, revealing the front of her legs up to her upper thighs. In place of her blue and white ribbon, deep red and black one adorned the back of her head.
"Silly Katsu. Imu must have given you quite the beating. Because I should be asking what is up with Your outfit. Or do we finally understand one another." Yumi giggled in a slightly seductive tone. Katsuragi gulped, backing up as Yumi walked towards her slowly, putting one leg in front of the other, her short kimono barely revealing the side of her crotch.
For once, Katsuragi grabbed the sides of her open, white shirt, closing it with her hands as she looked into Yumi's predatorial eyes. "Ehehe. Okay, Uum. Did Haruka give you something, Yumi? Becaaauuuse, you're really creepin me out now."
"Oh, Katsu~. Always trying to pin the blame on everyone else." Yumi laughed softly, sultry air riding on her breath. Katsu began feeling a little hot, as she slowly backed away. "The other Hebijo babes might think you're a nuisance, but not I…" Suddenly Yumi appeared behind Katsu, whispering into her ear and running her hand up Katsuragi's right leg. "I think… you just need some… experience."
"EEEEEEEEEHH!" Katsu leapt away from Yumi, making sure she was facing her. Katsuragi's eyes trembled through chattering teeth. "Okay. You definitely took something from Haruka!"
"Haruka? That Hanzo shinobi? She's a real sweetheart to mess with, but I don't just get it on with anyone. They have to impress me first. Don't you ever get tired of doing what you're doing, Katsuragi?" Yumi's raised eyebrow and smirk set off even more red flags in Katsu.
"Hanzo?! Okay, she definitely gave you something. I'm gonna bust her teeth in over this one!" Katsu then gasped as Yumi again appeared behind her, Yumi's hands sliding under her breasts.
"Now, now. There's no need for violent talk like that, is there?" Yumi smiled, her hands grabbing Katsuragi. "Squeezy, squeezy~"
"GAAAHahahahuuuuuh!" Katsuragi dashed off, fast as her legs could carry her. Trees, bushes, shrubs, and bark all flashed by her as she continued running. I don't get it! Why would Haruka do this to Yumi?! And why now of all times? Katsu yelped as her leg became encased in ice. Looking back, Yumi approached slowly.
"You know, normally you piss me off when you run, Katsuragi. But today you're very interesting. I really wonder what Imu did to you."
"Yumi, snap out of it! This isn't the time for this! We're all in danger! Fubuki's on top of Mount Orochi!" Katsuragi pleaded.
"Why are you so persistent on me being drugged up? I mean, I like the thought, but again I don't let myself be vulnerable to just anyone." Yumi walked up to Katsuragi, making deep eye contact, the latter trying to resist it. "Now tell me, do I look like I am high to you?"
Katsuragi looked into Yumi's eyes just for a moment, the intoxicated pupils and vibrating eyeballs that were usually seen in drugs of Haruka's sort were not there. "Do I smell high to you?" Yumi slowly breathed on Katsu.
"You smell like Wasabeef chips." Katsuragi coughed. "But… no! This can't be! Snap the hell out of it, Yumi!" She attempted to slap Yumi, but was grabbed by the wrist.
"My my, you ARE naughty today. Which makes me even more suspicious as to what you're up to. Or…" Yumi leaned her face closer to Katsuragi's mouth, "Shall I extract that information from you in a more personal manner?"
Katsuragi began stammering incoherently when a tough, mature voice entered the area, calling Yumi's name. Katsu and Yumi looked over to see Imu, her arms folded. "IMU! Help me, Yumi's gone crazy! She's all drugged up!"
"Oh Katsu, you bad girl~" Yumi then dramatically leaned off of Katsu, holding onto her like a dance partner.
Imu ignored Katsuragi, glaring at Yumi. "Yumi, that's enough! We don't have time for this! Gessen is attacking! We need you on the front lines!"
"I guess I'll have to play with you later, Katsumi." Yumi winked at Katsuragi before turning to Imu. "Imu, just what did you do with this chick? She's saying all kinds of weird things and I find her with a completely unbuttoned shirt."
"It's Katsu. Like I should know." Imu rolled her eyes, "We'll talk about this later once we fend off Gessen. Let's go."
"WAIT!" Katsuragi cried out, "Why are you attacking Gessen?! We should all be fighting Fubuki!"
Yumi pointed with her eyes, raising an eyebrow at Katsu before looking back at Imu, who sighed. Walking over, she summoned her electric staff, smashing the ice that encased Katsu's leg. "Gessen is attacking us. Now there: we don't have time to mess with you now. So, run along to your bitch friend like you always do."
"H-heeyy!" Katsuragi shouted out, but Imu and Yumi left. Her leg stung as she got up and began walking. "Everyone is acting so weird. Maybe… Fubuki. She must have put some kinda spell on me! I have to get back to that mountain!"
Katsu continued on her path, albeit a bit slower due to her injury. Through deep forests and lonely woods, Katsu eventually came to a torii before a set of stairs which spiraled around the mountain up to the top. "I could just go up the path… NAH, straight up the mountain, baby! Who likes taking the easy-way?" Suddenly Katsu gasped as somebody hugged her from behind.
"K-Katsu! I'm glad you're safe!" A squeaky feminine voice let out. Katsu looked down to see a familiar, grey-skinned, black-haired girl clinging to her.
"AH! Fubuki!" Katsu pushed her off, jumping backwards. "Alright! What the hell did you do to me?! Yumi was acting like a total perv and Imu gave me the cold shoulder! WHAT IS GOING ON!?"
Fubuki's lips began trembling as her widened eyes filled with tears. Katsu's arms rested on her hips"Jeez, what kinda trick is this? You go from trying to kill us all to whimpering like a baby. With that kinda clinginess you remind me of-…"
"THERE YOU ARE!" Katsu looked up to see Ayame stomping forward. "Jeez, you're such a twat when you're angry. Quit picking on Fubuki like that!" Katsu raised an eyebrow and one side of her mouth as Ayame proceeded to console a quivering Fubuki.
"Aww, it's alright, maybe she's just on red week. ARE YOU ON RED WEEK, BITCH?!" Ayame suddenly turned to Katsuragi.
"H-hey! That's a personal question!" Katsu growled, her scowl turning into a grin with her next comment. "And I know you're bein' bitchy but what am I?"
"You wanna make it PERSONAL?!" Ayame got in her face. "Just because it's period time doesn't mean you get to be mean to Fubuki!"
"Ayame, what the hell are you doing? She is our enemy responsible for unleashing the yoma on our world!" Katsu pointed aggressively at Fubuki.
"EEK! Never! I hate yoma! They're scary! Why did I have to be one of theeeemm. I wanna kill myself!" Fubuki curled up, crying. Ayame then proceeded to yank on Katsu's ear.
"Apologize to Fubuki RIGHT NOW!"
"OW! Nuh-uh!" Katsu yanked away. "And you, Ayame! Why does someone go from admiring me to the point of uncomfortable sexual proximity to talking to me like you own me! What kinda shit has she done to your head?!"
Ayame was kneeling down, hugging Fubuki "Why don't you fuck off, Katsu."
"Well Jee! That's what I've been tryin to do!" Katsu began walking towards the torii, "This has to be some kinda test. Some kinda spell, maybe I can find someone who-… Oh hey Asuka. Think you can slap Ayame upside the head for meYAAA!" Katsu's head turned to see Asuka, who suddenly put her blades at Katsuragi's neck.
"N-n-nooo. She's here!" Fubuki's eyes filled with fear, Ayame stuttering before she dropped an F bomb. Katsuragi backed up slowly.
"Oookay. This is freakin me out now. Yo, Asuka. It's me. Don't you know who I am? Or perhaps you need a little reminder." Katsu grinned aiming to grope her old friend, but Asuka reinforced her blades at Katsu's neck.
Katsu noticed Asuka's shinobi outfit was identical to that of her usual one, but the plaid-green skirt was now a plaid-black skirt, with a black, long-sleeved uniform instead of her usual sweater and shirt underneath. With no tie to speak of, a deep red Crimson scarf adorned her, tattered at the ends. In fact, all her clothing ends were tattered to some degree, her arm sleeves so much that they almost revealed her elbows. Even her face drew a scar across the left side up her eye. Asuka spoke in a sinister manner.
"Hehe. Of course, I know you, Katsu-ne. I know who you all are. A lazy bunch of loudmouths not worthy of calling each other shinobi." Katsu shuddered at her words as Asuka stared her down. Looking back, she watched as Ayame and Fubuki shivered in fear, before Asuka got her attention again. "Now… I believe you all owe me a little something for that last favor. 30,000 Yen. I assume you have it don't you?"
"30,000?! You said 20,000 last time!" Ayame shouted.
"You took too long, I'm afraid. Well, hand it over, right now. Otherwise I'll just take what you have along with all your clothes." Asuka's confident smirk made Katsuragi's stomach churn. Fubuki bit her lip with swelling tears.
"Or maybe…" Asuka looked at Fubuki, "I should just take her instead." Ayame hugged Fubuki close as she cried out in protest. "Well then, hand over the 30,000 Yen."
"Bu-bu-bu, I only have 657!" Fubuki sobbed.
"Let's see… No! No! I swear I had more than 1520!" Ayame began to panic checking her pockets. Katsuragi feeling a tinge of sadness for them.
"Well, what about you, Katsu? I hope whatever you've got can round out their differences." Katsu turned back, Asuka's eyes filled with nothing but malice and selfishness.
"Here's what I have! RRGH!" Katsu sent her foot upward, kicking one of Asuka's swords from her hand as it landed about 9 feet (2.7 meters) away from her. Ayame and Fubuki gasped, Asuka turning a slow glare at Katsuragi.
"I don't know who you are or what your deal is, but you're NOT ASUKA! The Asuka I know would never do something so foul as extortion!" Katsu cried.
"My, aren't we confident today? After all this time, suddenly Today is the day you grow a backbone? I don't know what you're talking about, but maybe I should remind you just who I am." Asuka grinned confidently. Katsuragi took a fighting stance, waiting… waiting…