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 40, Time flies: Breaking and Entering.
Monday, August 9th 2094. 9:00 PM
The hotel room of Tanya and Visha
Tanya had to admit, it had been a fairly good day. They had managed to deal with the sometimes eccentric doctor, recovered Jane, and watched the newcomer Monolith Code team destroy the opposition. Afterwards, they had dinner with the group, and now they were back in their room sitting on the couch and just… Being close to each other. Tanya was not yet ready to even contemplate anything else, and considering the odds that the room was bugged in a myriad of ways, it was best to keep things as PG as possible.
Visha, for her part, was rather ecstatic. The day had been wonderful, they had a good conversation with Doctor Schugel, then had been able to see Jane right afterwards. After that, they had been able to witness the fruits of Tanya's hard work and dedication. Next had been a wonderful dinner with their friends. And one must not forget the sausages had been divine. Now, she was giddy with excitement as she got to hold Tanya's hand and just bask in her warmth.
Life was good. Now, if the rest of the world would just leave them be, it would be even better.
Visha let out a sigh as Tanya's terminal signaled an incoming message. Tanya gave Visha an apologetic look, and answered the call with one hand. After a brief conversation that mostly consisted of 'Yes' 'No' and 'Roger that. Of course.' Tanya sighed again as she reluctantly let go of Visha's hand and stood up. When Visha gave her a questioning look, Tanya let out yet another sigh.
"It must be bad if you sighed three times, Tanya." Visha said as she stood up as well. "Was that the doctor?"
Tanya nodded as she looked at her screen. "We really need to work on not doing our job so well, Visha dear. They expect a lot from us."
Visha blinked and blushed as she steepled her fingers. "If...if you say so, Tanya…"
Tanya nodded as she gripped Visha's hand a little tighter in hers. "They have tracked down the Chinese contingent that paid us a visit. We have been tasked with informing them that they are no longer welcome here."
Visha nodded and sighed. "I see what you meant by that. Well, at least they see us as dependable?"
Tanya laughed and leaned over to kiss her girlfriend. "Your unstoppable optimism never ceases to amaze me, Visha."
Visha blushed and grinned at Tanya. "I'm just glad I can still surprise and amaze you, Tanya."
"That still leaves us with having to assault a force of unknown size, with unknown capabilities, on their own territory. And here I thought that we were done with the brass wanting to kill us." Tanya said with a grim chuckle.
"That just shows how much confidence they have in you, Tanya." Visha said with a smile.
"You do know that they are sending us both, right?" Tanya informed her partner with a raised eyebrow.
"Of course they are! I have fought at your side for years now, I won't let anyone stop me from doing that." Visha said vehemently.
"You also realize that means that they have the same level of confidence in you, right?" Tanya said with an amused gleam in her eye.
Visha blinked at that and smiled warmly. "I guess that does."
Tanya basked in that smile for a moment, then coughed as she looked away. "We are going to be hitting them in the early morning, before they have a chance to make a move and organize. Another surprise assault deep into enemy territory. How lucky are we." She said sarcastically.
"Well, just like every time before, I will be at your side and watching your back." Visha said proudly.
Tanya relaxed a little, as she found a sense of relief in that simple statement.
Tanya stretched and looked at Visha. "Let's get our personal kit ready. They will be here shortly to pick us up. I wish that they would give us a bit more time to plan, but since when is this unusual for us? They always seemed to be whisking us off to somewhere to do something ridiculous. I don't see why things would be different here." Tanya put action to words, as she retrieved her fighting knives and side arm, then sighed as Visha collected her entrenching tool. "You are bringing that with you. Of course you are."
"It's not the same as the one I used to have, but I think it's growing on me." She said proudly as she stowed it away in the sheath she had constructed for the folding shovel.
"Only you, Visha dear. Only you." Tanya commented as they finished their preparations. They would be collected by the field team any minute now, and briefed as they were driven to the operation control site. As they heard a knock on the door, Visha went to open it while Tanya covered her with her sidearm. After the correct series of signs and countersigns had been exchanged, Tanya holstered her weapon and grabbed her ready bag after she had handed Visha hers. "Okay, let's go." Tanya stated as they were escorted down by the four agents from the Project.
They made it to the car without incident, or being spotted by any of their schoolmates. One of the senior technical advisers was waiting in the car to give them the briefing for the operation. They would be hitting a warehouse on the edge of the docks that had been turned into a forward operations base by the Chinese intelligence unit that had attempted to gain access to the Project's data.
How, exactly, the Project had gathered this much data was a mystery to Tanya. Even if they had been watching them since the attack, would they really have had a chance to gather so much data without being discovered? And the pieces missing were odd, as well. Something didn't make sense, but for now it would have to wait until after the operation was completed.
When they reached their own FOB(Forward Operations Base), they found the doctor looking over the operation. She looked up and nodded as the pair of teens entered the room. "Punctual as always, I see. I wish that we had more time to plan and prepare, but our intel suggests that they plan to make a move sometime in the next twelve to eighteen hours. I would have preferred to send in a full team to handle this, but there just isn't the time to prepare them. Plus, there is the fact that you two have far more combat experience than our strike team does, and your capabilities exceed theirs." The doctor shook her head. "It's a bit of a hard egg for them to swallow, but that last joint training operation demonstrated the fact all too clearly. Stealth and speed are the best way to handle this, and that is something you two have demonstrated time and time again." The doctor looked at the plan again and shook her head. "Your gear is waiting for you in the ready room. I take it you have already familiarized yourselves with the operation?" At their nods, she turned back to the planning table. "Good luck."
The pair saluted sharply, then turned and marched swiftly to the ready room. As they entered, they found their nighttime operations fatigues waiting for them in the changing room. After they had slipped into them, each with their backs to the other even though they had changed in each other's view many times before. Tanya chuckled as she pointedly looked at the locker in front of her. "I guess this is something we will have to work our way through, hrm?"
A very pink Visha nodded before she cleared her throat. "It just… Feels more intimate now. It's kind of silly, isn't it? We have seen each other in pretty much every state of undress known to man… Yet, here we are. I know that I feel oddly self conscious, and my heart is racing. And yes… I think it's something we will have to get past… When we are ready for it." Visha said as she finished getting changed.
Tanya finished as well, as she audibly pulled the last zipper closed. "Okay, let's get geared up and take care of the doctor's little errand. If we hurry, we can be back in time to eat and clean up before we watch the official Mirage Bat. I would like to see how our seniors handle the situational problems in person."
Visha laughed as she fell in alongside Tanya, still not completely used to not walking a step behind and to the right, but Tanya had insisted. And if she was going to be honest with herself, she much preferred this new arrangement. It made her feel like they were more of equals and partners, and less superior officer and subordinate. "Only you would think of a night time assault into a defended position facing uncertain odds as a little errand, Tanya."
"Compared to Operation Door Knocker? Or the raid on the Russy capital? It really is a little errand." Tanya said with a chuckle as she led the way in. Once inside, they found their combat kit waiting for them. An assault rifle for Visha, and a submachine gun for Tanya. More knives, stun and flash grenades along with two fragmentations for each of them. The only part of the kit that each didn't even consider was the helmets. And the last thing that waited for Tanya was the Type 95, the cursed computation jewel that Being X had saddled with.
They reluctantly allowed the technicians to hand them the body armor, even though they each knew that their revised mage shells would be more than adequate protection. Still, as Tanya watched the technicians check over the vest that covered Visha's chest, she had to admit to herself there was a certain sense of relief. Tanya gritted her teeth as she renewed her determination to never again allow any harm to befall her girlfriend. The rest of the world could burn, as long as Visha remained safe.
It wasn't logical. It made no pragmatic sense. It wasn't for anything but personal reasons. She could argue that Visha represented untold hours of combat experience and was a talented fighter in her own right. But that would be a cover for the real reason. Visha had become the reason she kept fighting. When things had changed, she wasn't entirely sure herself. But they had changed.
And she was okay with that.
Tanya and Visha each checked the other's gear one last time before they each gave the thumbs up. After they received confirmation from the head technician, they headed for the transport. Once they had boarded, they rolled out to head to Point One where they would disembark and head for the target destination at Point Two.
Things looked like they would get interesting soon enough.
The pair were dropped off at the appointed time and location, and seen off by the driver before they made their way towards the target. They traveled under Tanya's visual camouflage, something made simple with the Type 95.
As the pair slipped quietly over the wall and into the compound, Tanya tapped her mic once.
They were in. The operation could begin.