Hi there! I decided to make my own kill la kill fanfic with a female OC because there aren't that many in the fandom. I've tried writing fanfiction before but I couldn't continue because of planning and life. Now I want to try again and this time I have a clear goal in mind. I hope you like this story and I would be more than happy to read any reviews you have for me. If you are just going to complain about the story just because it's an OC story then don't bother continuing. Hope you have a great day!
Chapter 1: If Only I Had Thorns Like A Thistle/Swift Ascension Of A Migratory Sparrow
Honnouji Academy Entrance
"Whoa, today is not your day huh buddy?"
At the entrance of Honnouji Academy, an elite school ruled under the iron fist of its student council, an unfortunate no-star student was hanging nude. His body was riddled with bruises and injuries, the only thing covering his dignity was the sign which stated his crimes against the school. Below him, a girl stared at the display unshaken, as if seeing a beaten body suspended by his arms was an everyday occurrence.
"Guess that info wasn't kidding about how this school is way more… interesting." She said with a slight smirk. She could feel growing anticipation inside of her, eager to see what lies in store.
She took her first steps through the huge gate with a lax attitude. In the courtyard there were already students hanging around, it was a break time from the classes for everyone. Since she wasn't really supposed to show up for school until tomorrow she didn't really need to worry about being marked absent. The high school girl felt like performing some reconnaissance to get a feel of it. So far, aside from the magnitude of the campus and that body out front, it seemed like a normal school.
As she continued to walk around, she faintly heard the sound of another girl's very poor singing skills. Looking around for the source, she saw two girls together. One looked like an ordinary Honnouji student, wearing the standard no-star uniform and had a cute bowl haircut. She was the one singing using a banana as a microphone. Her companion had a much more aggressive disposition. She too wore a normal school uniform, one from a different school though, with a biker jacket and carried around what appeared to be a guitar case. Her hair was short almost medium length, with a single highlight of bright red. It was a good color for her.
"God, would you calm down?" The girl with the red strand said, "Listen, I wanna know what's the deal with this place, like who's the top dog around here and stuff?"
You know, I'd like to know that myself, the onlooker thought.
"Sure it's-!" The other one was more than happy to share until suddenly…
"Whoa look out Ryuko! BOW BOW!" The perky one suddenly pushed 'Ryuko' slightly to bow along with all the other students. They all formed a line, showing absolute perfect posture.
Uh oh, better find some higher ground. And with that thought, she quickly snuck away and found a seat along the high walls. She was only able to jump that high so quickly thanks to her special skills.
Meanwhile back with Ryuko and the other students, one of the school's Elite Four members, Ira Gamagori, was walking down the stairs. Mankanshoku explained to Ryuko the star system and the Goku uniforms that ruled Honno town and the school. From the information given to her, Ryuko deducted that the person in charge was obviously the student council president, Satsuki Kiryuin. Speaking of which, she was making her way down the stairs. She carried herself with an air of confidence and authority. The prime example of a person of power. Without wasting any time, Ryuko decided to make her first move.
Despite being quite a distance away, the unnamed student from earlier could still see and hear what was going on below. It looks like that Ryuko girl was picking a fight with who she guessed was obviously the one in charge. She could easily make out that the young woman being talked back to was Satsuki Kiryuin, there had been a picture of her in a couple of articles related to the Kiryuin conglomerate.
"Sorry to interrupt but I heard you had a queen bee at this school!"
Ah, looks like that Ryuko girl is just asking for trouble, this is not gonna end well. It didn't take a genius to figure out that, though Ryuko looked like she was pretty tough, Satsuki Kiryuin was not gonna let her get away with her disrespect unscathed.
A few one-star students were outraged and made an effort to detain Ryuko, who just beat them away with her case. She opened it and what came out was half of a giant pair of scissors in a vibrant crimson color.
"Wow, never seen a blade like that before!" The current unnamed student exclaimed. The show was getting interesting. Ryuko was making a big deal about how she was looking for the person with the other half. Yelling about how Satsuki looked as if she's seen it before. With an angry cry, Ryuko launched herself at Satsuki, expecting to hit the stoic lady. Unfortunately, outside forces decided to intervene.
"TE… KEN… PUN… SAI!"
An oversized boxing glove made contact with Ryuko and sent her flying into the crowd. The newcomer was Takahara Fukuroda, the captain of the school's boxing club.
"Oh, so that's one thing that makes this school different from others," the observer noted, "Special clothes with powers that give small fries the idea that they're big shots."
Fukuroda asked Lady Satsuki for permission to punish Ryuko, which was granted. Ryuko was not one to back down, she pushed herself out of the crowd and met with the boxer straight on. They got into a brief talk about how his Athletic Augmented Two-Star Goku Uniform was harder than hard and stronger than steel. The cliche talk that came from all overconfident assholes.
Ryuko continued with her bravado, saying she was glad that she wouldn't need to hold back her punches. Needless to say, Fukuroda was not amused.
He started his assault with what he called a left jab, a left hook, and finally an uppercut. His barrage was relentless and without mercy, standard behavior amongst two-star students.
Ryuko landed on the ground like a sack of potatoes, but she wouldn't give up. Even though her face was an awful mess, she still tried to push through so she can get the answers she wanted. With each try, Fukuroda continued to punch her back down. As the beat down continued, rain started falling and the skies darkened.
Finally, Ryuko decided to fall back by hijacking a stray scooter of a delivery guy. Fukuroda tried to stop her but she was already gone. From a distant window, the scruffy world history teacher, Mr. Mikisugi, looked on with his binoculars.
"Well, that ended exactly how I predicted." The spectator got up and stretched a little. "I think I'll stick around for the rest of the day. Something tells me that Ryuko girl is far from done." She flashed a sharp smile that remained unseen to onlookers. This is gonna be interesting.
Honnouji Academy Student Council Office
Back with the Elite Four and Lady Satsuki, the schools Athletic Committee chair, Uzu Sanageyama was reprimanding the boxing club president for letting Ryuko get away. Gamagōri was also delivering his own lecture in his usual loud and commanding voice.
"You let her mock Lady Satsuki, you let her escape, and you failed to confiscate her weapon as ordered!" His displeasure was greatly noted. "A mistake made by a member of a club that you run is your mistake Sanageyama!"
"Yeah, I know!" The green haired third year exclaimed. He fell back onto a couch and put his feet up on a table. "You think I've been punishing him for kicks here!?"
The student council had retreated into their private lounge area to discuss the recent events of today.
"And by the way, the Disciplinary Committee should've stepped in when she dissed Lady Satsuki, and that's your mistake Gamagori."
From the bar area, the schools Information and Strategy Committee Chair, Houka Inumuta, was looking up info on Ryuko. He mentioned how she caused fights amongst affiliated schools in the Eastern Kantō region.
"Such negligence," Lady Satsuki spoke, "inform our branches to keep an eye on her."
"How shocking, the toad, the monkey, and the dog all screwed up big time." The Elite Four's single female member, the Non-Athletic Committee Chair, Nonon Jakuzure, said from her personal couch. She asked Lady Satsuki, her childhood friend, why she wanted the blade.
"It's a weapon designed to combat Goku uniforms." That tidbit of info got their attention. They couldn't believe such a weapon existed. Satsuki asked for the transfer students full name.
"Ryūko Matoi, a second-year student."
Lady Satsuki paused for a second. This scenario was turning out to be interesting.
"Milady, there's something else I wanted to mention," Inumuta said.
"Something else?" Sanageyama asked. The rest of the council was also waiting to hear what this new information was about, "Is it related to that transfer student?"
"Potentially, I looked through the school's security cameras." On a screen in front of the audience was a snapshot of the feed from a camera. In full display, was our still unnamed student, sitting peacefully alone on the wall. They couldn't identify who the person was, a black hood was blocking their view.
"Who the hell is that?" Sanageyama asked.
"Obviously I can't get any data on them at the moment."
"How did they get there anyway? There was no mention of a person like that walking the halls leading to that area." Gamagori said. This unidentified student was also appearing to be a person of interest.
"That's the thing, I did some more digging through the security cameras and found this…" the screen switched to show a video. There they saw the hooded person walking amongst the others, seemingly unnoticed. Then, in a split second, they disappeared, only to reappear at their spot from which they witnessed everything.
"No way!" Nonon exclaimed, "No ordinary human can do that, aside from a person like Lady Satsuki."
"Correct," The student council president remarked. "Only someone of high caliber abilities can move like that. Unless they were wearing a Goku uniform."
"Well it's kinda hard to tell if they are," Uzu commented.
It was true though, their outfit was very hard to make out on camera. Aside from the oversized black jacket with its large hood, it looked as if they were wearing a skirt or a dress, so it was definitely a female. She had a pair of socks that were mismatched; one was checkered black and yellow and went above her knee, the other was a solid grey, cut off just below her other knee. Their long grey shoes came up over their ankles and had laces on them. Faintly there appeared to be black attachments on the bottom.
"Has there been any mentions of this person on campus still?" Satsuki asked.
"As far as I can tell Milady, it appears as if she's not in sight at the moment."
The noble lady mused over this other outsider and what their intentions were at the school. Obviously, the girl in question was on a different level than that Matoi upstart so they must proceed with caution.
"Inumuta, keep an eye out for this intruder. I have a feeling they have not gone too far from here." She took a sip of her tea. "There's a possibility that they have a connection to the transfer student, who will no doubt return at some point."
"Of course, Milady." Inumuta bowed his head.
"Sanageyama, make preparations with Fukuroda to draw out Ryuko Matoi. Failure will not be tolerated this time."
"As you wish, Lady Satsuki."
Matoi Manor
Ryuko had returned to the ruins of her home after escaping with her life from Honnou town. Flashes of the night when her father was murdered appeared before her eyes. She thrust her blade into the ground in frustration. So close! She was so close to getting the answers about her father's murder, but she couldn't get them. All because she was too weak! She cursed her inability to fight against that stupid boxing knucklehead. If she couldn't take out a soldier, how can she hope to fight the Queen herself?
"If only I was strong enough I'd beat it out of her!"
Suddenly, the ground beneath her gave way, and she fell down a long hole. Her cries of surprised bounced out of it. Partially hidden by a wall, Mikisugi held a device that activated the trap. Pushing up his hair and taking off his glasses, he looked back at the place where Ryuko was just standing.
"You should be careful what you wish for, Ryuko Matoi."
And down that hole she fell, her blade was no help in stopping her descent. Luckily, she landed on these piles of fabric that were everywhere in the secret basement. However, a cut from earlier had opened up again. The blood flowed nonstop and was beginning to soak the clothes underneath.
This was no time for resting, she had to find a way out of here. As she looked around for an exit, a voice could be heard all around.
"Wait, more… give me more!"
"Who's there!?" She turned her head back and forth, trying to find the source.
"More, I need more! Give me more! MORE!"
A dark mass sprung out from the pile of clothes Ryuko had fallen on. Ryuko tried to cut it so it wouldn't make contact but was unsuccessful.
"The hell!? Is that a sailor uniform!?" The unidentifiable mass latched onto Ryuko who was desperately trying to get it off. She found herself pinned to the wall by the strange outfit.
"Don't leave! Put me on, put me on!"
"NO! You perv!" She had no idea what was going on. How did she find herself with a sentient outfit begging to be worn by her?!
"Wear me, and feed me more blood!" It started undressing Ryuko as she squirmed trying to get away, her efforts weren't really doing much. "I don't want to go back to sleep!"
"You talk!? Since when did sailor uniforms talk!?"
"We're wasting time! Don't be scared!" That's the one thing you don't say unless you're a suspicious person… err outfit in this case! It kept chanting at Ryuko to put it on. She was freaking out really badly, asking where in the world did it learn to talk. But her question remained unanswered, with great haste the sailor uniform undressed Ryuko and forced himself onto her. It was apparently a perfect fit on her.
Ryuko's screams echoed in the basement, crying out for it to stop. Throughout this process, flashes of red lite up the walls along with thundering booms. Ryuko managed to pull herself together to stand, but she could barely manage to remain steady. Great bouts of energy we're coursing through her body, red currants of energy danced along her skin. With a loud war cry, she released what felt like a fountain of unrestrained power from inside.
At that moment, nothing would remain the same after that fateful encounter, one of many to come.
Honnouji Academy Courtyard
It was now after school, but many students were still remaining. A boxing ring had been set up, Fukuroda and Sanageyama stood in the center. Behind them was the unfortunate bystander of the day, Mako Mankanshoku. For some reason, they decided to crucify her upside down, Mankanshoku's skirt and shirt were just barely holding on from flashing the student body.
"Hey, new girl! You listening!?" Fukuroda had a microphone in one of his hands. His announcement was being broadcasted everywhere in Honnou town.
"An hour from now, we are going to execute your little friend! She's an accessory to your crimes of treason against Honnouji Academy. If you want to save her life quit hiding like a coward. SHOW YOURSELF!"
"How boring," The other outsider viewing everything from their spot on the wall said. "Taking a hostage is seriously an asshole move."
She felt bad for the other girl, who caught her name from all the whispers going around campus, Mako didn't do anything wrong but she was going to be potentially harmed just cause she was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
"That Ryuko chick better arrive here soon. I might have to end up jumping in if the situation gets that bad." She had been hoping to avoid and attention until she became an official student, but it looks like that wish won't come to fruition.
In a separate room, the faculty of the school was watching the actions of the students that they should've had better control over.
"Mr. Principal, the student council are animals. Do something." The only sensible teacher, Mr. Mikisugi, was trying to get the staff to interfere. However, the principal was adamant that since Satsuki's mother was the chairman of the academy's board of directors they cannot defy her.
Lady Satsuki and the three other student council members watched from above the highest point of the school. She held her sword, Bakuzan, pointed down at the ground; the breeze blowing her elegant black hair, and the light of the sunset casting a vibrant light onto her school.
"Oh man, oh man this is bad!" Mankanshoku cried out. "Everyone at school is gonna see my underwear now! I should've worn my sexy panties today."
"Pfft," The mystery girl was holding back from outright laughing. "She's at risk of dying but she worries about her underwear? Mankanshoku is definitely the best one here!" She took a liking to Mako, already deciding that if Ryuko doesn't come she'll help get her out.
"Bring out the vat!" The boxing president cried out. He then demonstrated that the liquid inside it was extremely hot oil by frying a shrimp.
Really? Of all the things you would use to torture a hostage? And why a shrimp!? She couldn't help thinking to herself. A part of her realized this was getting pretty dangerous, but another part was in WTF mode over the school's antics.
"Noooo! If you guys dip me in the oil then everyone's gonna see right through my uniform! This is bad, this is so not good!"
"Either that girl is being incredibly brave, or incredibly stupid." Sanageyama couldn't fight off the deadpan expression on his face after hearing Mankanshoku's priorities.
"I think it's a combo of both." The onlooker mused. She took another sweep through the crowd. She could see a couple of kids amongst the teens, one looked to be related to Mako. Guess they're planning to rescue her, how cute. A figure wrapped in a large cloth stopped the kid from doing anything reckless.
"Oh, looks like Ryuko decided to finally arrive!" She held off from making her own appearance, Ryuko probably can handle the situation for now.
Jumping out of the crowd, Ryuko stepped on the faces of a couple of one-star students to reach her destination. Taking out her scissor blade, she stabbed at the shackles holding Mako'd limbs, freed her and getting away from the boiling oil. A couple of other students tried to stop her but they missed. The crashed on top of the breadcrumbs and landed in the fryer themselves. Immediately they scrambled to get out of it to avoid getting even more fried
"So new girl we meet again!"
"Using a hostage to get me here is pretty low." She put Mako down so her hands would be free to beat up the boxer. "You wanna fight so bad? Well, here I am so let's duke it out one on one."
"You're not in the club but I can make an exception today. Get ready!"
The bell rung, and with that, the fight began.
"I'm gonna haze you like a freshman!"
Do people even call some students freshman in Japan? He sounds almost like those stupid stereotypical jocks back home in the states.
Fukuroda began the fight with an onslaught of fists that bounced around the ring, ricocheting off the chains and hitting Ryuko. Despite the attack, Ryuko was standing her ground, she barely looked as if it had harmed her.
"And here comes a right straight… psyche it's actually a really a corkscrew!"
Does it even matter if you decide to change your attack midway? You're announcing it, so it kinda defeats the purpose. The girl from afar noted.
Ryuko didn't move an inch from her spot to avoid the attack. She took it head on, unfazed. Suddenly, the fist was stopped and her cloak revealed what was underneath.
The crowd, aka the hormonal teenage boys, started letting out cries of excitement and stared long at hard at Ryuko. Her outfit had definitely changed since the last fight. She appeared to be wearing a strange combat outfit that was borderline lingerie. It was mainly black with red lines accenting it. You could also see some more red along the underside of her hair. The outfit revealed the majority of her torso and underside of her breasts, which served to distract Fukuroda.
"Dang, she's got guts to fight in such a risky outfit in front of so many people." The spectating girl wasn't fazed to much about the outfit. It looked similar to another significant outfit she was aware of. "Though, she's got a tomato face right now."
The two locked in combat bickered back in forth about Ryuko's outfit. Going on about how she was cheating my trying to use her sex appeal to distract him, Ryuko responded by saying it was none of his business.
"You slut! How dare you! You're mocking the gentleman sport!"
"I am not!"
"Alright, in that case, I'm stripping down too."
"Wha-! Now, who's doing the mocking!"
The boxing president made a slight show of pulling down his pants a little, licking his lips and sounding like a pervert.
Ew gross! Our current hoodie wearing student remarked.
Instead of his pants, which Ryuko thought he was pulling down, he took off the 'soft gloves' he used to hide his real gloves. Instead of the traditional fist shape, they looked more like blocks of red cement with spikes along the knuckles. The president started getting way too over excited about finally using his gloves full potential. With a maniacal shout, he pulled a chain that released even more spikes along the solid block.
"I bet you're asking yourself why did he wrap them? If I didn't the challengers from other schools would be too scared to fight me!"
That asshole! I bet he doesn't have any real skills, it's all because of that uniform and not his own abilities. She hated people who got arrogant by relying on tools instead of actual work. People like that have no substance once the real battles come up.
"I don't know the rule of boxing but I'm pretty sure that's illegal," Ryuko stared back unfazed, "Oh well, bring it on!"
The bell for round 2 sounded out.
Fukuroda wasted no time in attacking Ryuko again. Apparently, he thought since he could see what she was hiding underneath, he would be able to tear her apart. With great force, the glove made contact with Ryuko. There was the faint sound of something cracking. The teenage boys of the audience were eagerly waiting to see Ryuko get naked. Too bad that it wasn't her outfit that was falling apart!
Fukuroda's glove was crumbling before his eyes. He couldn't believe it! His invincible glove didn't make a single dent in Ryuko's outfit!
"Looks like your gloves not the only thing that turns to steel… so does my outfit!"
Feeling frustrated, the boxer continued to try and attack. Desperately hoping one of them would push through Ryuko's defense.
"Geez, you call those punches! Cause I'm not feeling anything!"
"Whoa, what's she wearing?" Nonon asked out loud.
"I think it's a Goku Uniform." The councils resident information hacker responded. This caught the attention of Lady Satsuki, who seemed more interested now. From the corner of her eye, she saw the second newcomer of the day sitting along the wall again. Far enough where they wouldn't be spotted immediately.
"It appears as if both of the new students have returned." At that remark, Gamagori, Nonon, and Inumuta followed her line of sight and saw with their own eyes the other intruder. Their hood was still covering their face and Inumuta couldn't pull up any data on them yet. A part of him was feeling frustrated at the lack of progress, yet at the same time, he felt excited at the prospect of new data to be analyzed.
Having enough of the boxers useless hits, Ryuko decided to retaliate with vengeance. "Ok, now I get to have some fun!"
Her outfit seemed to tighten up and like she dodged the attacks with astounding speed and agility.
"Left jab!" She swung the handle of her blade into his face.
"And a right hook!" This time she thrust her blade into the guys back, he cried out in pain.
"And now, an uppercut!" Using all her strength, she pushed the handle of her scissors into his chin from below. She sent him flying with a K.O., falling in a heap like a sandbag.
"And for dessert, a right straight!" Her final attack, Sen'i Soushitsu, completely destroyed the Goku Uniform!
"Impossible!" Sanageyama couldn't believe what he was seeing!
"A Goku Uniform…" Gamagori stated.
"...was defeated!?" Nonon was in shock as well.
"Her scissor blade is powerful!" Inumuta was taking note of Ryuko's weapon and filing the data away in his head. Very faintly, you could see a small glowing red thread flying away from the rest of the shreds. It flew to Ryuko and was absorbed by her outfit, it briefly glowed a soft rainbow light.
"No, it isn't her blade," Satsuki remarked.
Ryuko wasn't done yet though, she still had business with the school president.
"Now it's time to finish you off!" She swung her weapon at the defeated student and sent him flying towards Lady Satsuki at the top of the tower. A wall of one-star students formed to stop the impact, but some blood was still moving. The Elite Four members with her made their own barricade and got the majority, unfortunately, a single drop slipped by and landed on Lady Satsuki's face. You could practically hear a pin drop.
Aw crap, Ryuko you done fucked up now! The hooded student had to fight off the urge to facepalm herself. She couldn't believe that Ryuko decided to bite off more than she could chew! The girl just defeated a club president and instead of leaving to rest she was jumping into the deep end by poking at the lion.
With a quick swipe, the president wiped away the blood. Her expression remained unchanged.
"How dare you!" Sanageyama had enough of the transfer students disrespect towards his Lady. He made an effort to climb into the ring but was stopped.
"Stand down." Satsuki Kiryuuin's voice echoed down from her pillar, "New girl, where did you get your hands on that outfit?"
Ryuko used her foot to and launched the microphone on the ground into the air. She caught it quickly and brought it to her mouth.
"I got it from my father."
"Really?"
"Yeah really, and are you seeing this scissor blade? It was left behind by the same scumbag who killed him!"
So that's what this is about. The classic protagonists' parent died and now they want revenge. The other student on the wall started to get up, knowing she'll have to make an opportunity for Ryuko to get away soon.
"And now, you're gonna tell me… who this belongs too!" Ryuko shouted out, "Satsuki Kiryuuin."