A Saga of Tanya the Evil/The Irregular at Magic High School crossover.

I do not in any way, shape, or form lay claim to either of these works.

This is just a work of admiration from one fan, to those others that share the same interest.

The only characters or places I lay claim to are those solely of my own creation

Chapter 32, The Seven Schools Competition: One should not poke at the beast that lurks under the bed, lest it bite off the offending hand.

Thursday, August 5th, 2094 3:00 P.M. Newcomer Speed Shooting.

Tanya bounced on her toes as she got ready to go out for finals. She had to admit, she was more than a bit excited. It seemed like the perfect time to use the spell that Visha had crafted. Nothing like promoting a talented subordinate, after all. As long as no one thought they could head hunt them for their own organization, that is. If they attempted that, well, perhaps she would let them find out why she was always talked about in quiet tones around the water cooler in her first life.

As she marched out to her circle, she eyed Rayna as her opponent did the same. The dismissive look she had gotten before was still there, along with a slight curl of the lip. Honestly, Rayna needed to learn better how to hide what she was thinking and feeling, it made her far too easy to read. A potentially fatal trait in a combat mage. Tanya knew that her own impassive, almost bored gaze gave away nothing, and had the tendency to infuriate those that were more likely to let their passions override logic. Perhaps her first impression of Rayna as someone cold and calculating had been a mistake. She, it would seem, was just a simple bitch. Tanya nodded to herself as a devilish little smirk crossed her lips. Putting her in her place was in the best interest of the country, after all. A lesson learned now could save lives and effort later. She could even be said to be doing the whole country a service.

Rayna eyed Tanya over and smiled coldly. "Congratulations on your success, it's a shame that you came so far to just fall short here. I do hope you can at least make this look good. Oh, and good luck." She said dismissively.

Tanya nodded to her, but didn't rise to the bait. She wouldn't give her that satisfaction. She hadn't ever been the kind of person that would give in to such impulses, or act on unreasonable desires. Perhaps if more people had been like her, she would never have lived this second life. She would never have been exposed to the horrors of war. She would not be the personal pet project of that self described god.

She would never have met Visha.

She would never have met Willa, or Jane. She would never have known either doctor Schugel. Or had the chance to sit and talk to someone like Dr. Nishina. There was no way that two people such as who she once was and any variant of the doctor would have been in the same circles.

Would she thank that tyrannical, maniacal Being X for this? No, she would not. But she could make the best of it, and right now that seemed to entail putting Rayna firmly in her place, and exhibiting the talents of her former adjutant. Yes, quite a reasonable reason to beat her thoroughly.

Tanya nodded to herself before she cast that cold, dismissive look of hers at Rayna, then smiled. "Oh yes, let's have an excellent match. I look forward to seeing you standing below me on the podium."

Rayna bristled at that, then pointedly turned her head away as she finished her own preparations. Tanya grinned as she settled in, that self satisfied grin splitting her lips.

When the targets started to fly, at first it seemed that both of the young ladies had decided to stick with what had worked so well in previous rounds. Rayna's activation sequences were smooth, accurate and efficient while Tanya's use of tactical prowess and situational awareness made her simple, efficient spells a work of art.

Everything changed, though, when the pace picked up. Tanya seemed to fall off pace for a moment, and Rayna grinned, sure she had won.

That was the moment that traces of light started flying through multiple targets at once. Each shot that Tanya took was quickly striking up to three targets at once.

Rayna looked over for a moment, shocked enough that she fell out of her groove, as her pace faltered. She grit her teeth and struggled to catch up. Meanwhile, the dancing of fairy lights continued it's inevitable march towards victory. Tanya never wavered, each spell activated and traced the optimal path between targets one after another. Once more, the stadium fell into stunned silence.

Yes, seeking and guided spells were not unheard of, but usually they were not this flexible or efficient. The sequences that were needed were usually well beyond what you could expect from a student, and none of those present recognized this particular application of the technique. That could only mean one thing.

A new spell was being deployed right before their very eyes.

Not just a new application of a spell, or a novel approach to using a particular sequence. What was being used with an almost casual ease was an entirely new spell sequence. And it would not be long before the author of this sequence was revealed. Viktoriya Ivanovna Serebryakov was listed as the creator of this sequence, a fact that is quickly relayed by a certain official to their handler in the United States. A handler that just happened to be at their terminal when the message came in.

He read the message, then carefully put down his cup of coffee and read it again before he swallowed and opened a secure channel with the team on the ground.

"This is E. I need immediate cleanup on the Russian Doll. Dustpan is authorized. What is the timeline for cleanup?". He sent to the wet works team in the field.

The reply came shortly, as he expected it to. "Immediate cleanup not possible, earliest possible cleanup would be 2000 or 2200 tonight. Clean up will be loud and messy. Highly likely to disturb homeowners. Proceed with scheduled cleanup?"

He paused for only a moment, then nodded to himself. If he waited, who knew when he would get an opportunity next? And he shuddered to think of the threat she was likely to become if left alone for too long. Better to clean up this mess before it becomes a bigger one. He knew he was right in doing this. He would trust his gut and his god-given insight.

That taken care of, he pulled the bible he had started to carry with him, and opened it to a page at random, and smiled as he read what was contained within.

"Exodus, 34:14. No truer words were even written. He is a jealous God, and covets your worship and praise. No one should be placed in your heart before him."

Elsewhere, Tanya had met up with the rest of her group including a conflicted Visha.

"Congratulations on your win, Tanya… But did you think it was wise to use that spell sequence? Doctor Nishina hadn't given us permission to make it public yet…" Visha hedged nervously.

Tanya waved her hand dismissively. "She will understand, it was only a matter of time until some of what we have been working on would make its way into the public eye. As I see it, this was a good live fire test in real world conditions."

"Why did you use my sequence? We both know yours is far more efficient." Visha continued while the other members of their little troupe tried to be inconspicuous.

"You have made so much progress, I thought it only right that you should get the credit, and because as of right now mine is the more efficient sequence, I thought we should keep that one under wraps." Tanya countered as the two refugees walked side by side, while the others trailed slightly behind.

Jane looked to the other representatives of Tanya's war council and asked quietly "Is it okay for us to even be hearing about this?"

Frieber shrugged and replied just a bit louder "Well, they know we are here, and I assume they know that we can hear them."

Tanya looked back at the three, "There is no way we could keep our little research project a secret forever. After all, the only way to keep a secret between two people is to kill one of them." she said in a cavalier manner.

For some reason Jane felt a shiver go up her spine.

Visha sighed as she looked at Tanya. "You do know that most people don't think you are joking when you say things like that, Tanya." Visha gently reminded her companion.

"Oh, of course. Just joking, of course." Tanya said.

Frieber and Sieber exchanged looks that said that neither one thought for a moment that Tanya had been joking.

Sieber cleared his throat and tossed his blonde hair as he looked at Tanya and Visha with his best smile. "You know, I was wondering if you ladies would like to join me for dinner tonight."

Jane sighed and looked at the resident playboy. "You do know that not only has that ship sailed, it would never head .dock in the first place, right?"

Frieber laughed and shook his head. "He has a lady he is chasing, but she is hesitant to eat alone with him, so he seems to think that bringing even more girls along will make it easier."

Tanya blushed and looked away. "Sadly, I think we will have to decline. I was planning on the two of us eating in our room tonight. I heard that the room service has some of the best wurst in the area… And there is something I want to discuss with you, Visha… if that is okay?"

Jane stopped dead in her tracks as she looked from one to the other and grinned, as she silently celebrated what could be a milestone for the League's goal of seeing the two useless lesbians happy.

Visha smiled and nudged her partner. "I'd be glad to, Tanya."

The rest of the walk back to the hotel was rather pleasant for the small group, as the two refugees seemed lost in their own little world, and didn't really notice as the others took their leave.

"So, what was it you wanted to talk about, Tanya?" Visha asked once they were back in their room, as Tanya carefully laid the medal from the award ceremony for her first event on the dresser.

"Actually, how about we talk after we eat?" Tanya suggested.

Visha smiled and nodded. "So, the wurst is good?"

Tanya smiled and relaxed. "It's very good. It should be here before too long. Why don't we get our showers out of the way? One less thing to worry about later, after all."

Visha smiled and nodded, as she looked at Tanya. "Why don't you go first? I have to get things ready for tomorrow, anyhow."

Tanya nodded as she headed for the bathroom. "I won't be long." She said as she glanced at the clock. Fifteen till seven, and the food would be there at seven. Perfect timing for her usual five minute shower. Visha would be finishing hers when the food arrived, and that should be perfect.

Tanya nodded to Visha as she exited the bathroom five minutes later. "It's all yours.". She said as she watched Visha enter and checked her messages.

Outside, the hit squad had started their preparations for the strike. A sniper team and a breach team. Not ideal, and definitely not as covert as they liked, but you did what you had to when the Boss called.

As the team lead figured, it was a pair of first year students. It wasn't likely that they would be any sort of problem, regardless of what the Boss seemed to think.

He checked with the camera they had placed earlier that day, and watched as the target and her roommate sat down for supper. He checked the time, and settled in to observe. Just an hour until the two teams should be in position, and the floor monitor for the students called it a night. Best not to involve anyone else in this stupidity if they could help it. Maybe they would even just be able to take care of it with the sniper. That would be ideal, honestly.

In the meantime, he just sat back and watched.

Tanya smiled at the employee who had brought up their meal as she passed him a small tip as well. After he exited, she turned just in time to see Visha make her exit as she brushed out her hair.

"That smells wonderful!" Visha commented as Tanya shook her head and placed the trays on the table.

"I hope they stand up to your high standards." Tanya said as she took her seat.

Visha nodded and sat as well. Soon, the two were eating and had settled into a comfortable silence born of years spent in the presence of the other. Still Tanya could easily tell that something was on her companions mind, and she had a good idea she knew what, exactly, it was.

"I can tell its on your mind, what I wanted to talk to you about. I will broach the topic once we are done eating, on the balcony. I figured it was the appropriate place to discuss the matter at hand." Tanya said with a shy smile.

Visha nodded as she tucked in with gusto, a happy look on her face.

"I see it meets your approval?" Tanya commented as she ate.

Visha just nodded, her mouth full of her meal.

Soon enough, the meal was done, the plates and trays were sitting outside of the room, and the two young women were standing on the balcony. Tanya took a deep, cleansing breath as she settled her nerves. She was not this nervous when they deployed for operation Door Knocker.

Of course, all she could have lost during the operation was her life.

She glanced at Visha and sighed. Okay, she had to admit, there was something she could have lost that meant more than her life.

""So… I wanted to talk to you about something. Something of, moderate import, really. Nothing too serious." Tanya said as she edged around actually talking about the topic at hand.

"And what would that be? You know you can talk to me about anything, Tanya. I'm always here for you." Visha said as she felt her own nerves building. Whatever her diminutive former commander had to say, it was obviously of grave import, regardless of how she tried to play it down.

On a rooftop a short distance away, the sniper team slowly got ready. "This is Two, we have eyes on. Will take the target on your go, One." The spotter said as she sniper settled in.

"Take the shot." One ordered as he prepared his breach team.

"Shot." Is the only answer.

At that same time, Tanya had turned to survey the scenery, and out of the corner of her eye she caught faint movement on a particular rooftop. She reacted, as any good combat mage should. A sphere of black popped into the view of the sniper as the round screamed towards the target.

Inside Tanya's entropic sphere Visha blinked as she regarded the white wall of the sphere. "Tanya? Why did you bubble us? Is the topic something that you can't risk having heard? Is it a secret?" Visha asked as she looked around.

Tanya settled her nerves as she unconsciously reached for a hat that wasn't there. She looked about, and picked up a pen that was lying on the outdoors table, where she had taken her coffee earlier. A good, serviceable fountain pen was always a good thing. Sturdy, steel barrel with a fine tip. Should be useful. That done, she turned to look at Visha. "Something moved on the rooftop, and I saw a flash." She sighed as she carefully moved Visha a foot to the side, and stood a foot from where she was. "Best to figure out why someone is trying to shoot us, hrm?" She said, then paused as she looked at Visha. "We will have to move quickly once I drop the sphere. It's at the highest gradient I can achieve without a dedicated CAD. Ready for some action?" Tanya said as she reversed her grip on the pen.

"Yes ma'am! Will I have a chance to get something out of the room?" Visha asked as she bounced lightly on her toes.

"You're going for that damn shovel." Tanya said with a shake of her head.

Visha looked almost offended. "An entrenching tool is a good weapon." She defended, a bit miffed. She was sure that whatever Tanya wanted to talk about was important, and someone had the audacity to ruin the moment. They deserved the shovel.

*A/N*

Sorry for the delay! Finding the right spot to break was a challenge :)

So, here is a thought….

Would Being X be classified as a Parasite by IAMHS lore?

He has strange powers that bend or break natural law.

He only ever acts by 'borrowing' a physical creature or object.

His motivations are strange.

Thoughts?

Stay Frosty!