Disclaimer:
Scion in Hyperdimension is a work of fiction. I do not own any of the Neptunia characters or original stories, only the plot of this fanfic and my OC. The Neptunia characters and original storyline belong to Compile Heart This is written solely for entertainment.
Chapter 1
"Well that was... something." Such were the thoughts I had upon seeing Himeko seemingly die, all while saving Kiana from her Herrscher persona. That really hit home you know? Himeko was already dying and had a way to save herself. But she put everything on the line and saved Kiana instead. I wish I had someone like that. But I don't. If anything the closest thing I have to friends or loved ones are books, and or games. "Sigh. No use whining over what I can't have or don't have. I'll just play another game. Hyperdimension Neptunia Rebirth perhaps?" I That's right. 17 years old and fresh out of highschool. Completely unremarkable. Yet still a Neptunia fan. Or perhaps more like a Neptune or Purple Heart fan. Not hardcore mind you. I've only seen her a couple times or heard jokes every now and then, but only in passing. Yet, I can't shake this feeling of familiarity, like I've met her before or I'm supposed to know her. It's the same with Kiana or rather Sirin. I can't shake the feeling I know them. It's irrational but there. As a result of this feeling my outfits tend to be a bit... weird. I'm currently wearing the same hoodie Neptune wears, with black in place of white and blue in place of purple. I'm wearing black sweatpants as well as black boots. There's also a scarf like Mysterious Heroine X's around my neck. I dub this the casual Nepfit. I have several variations of this as well as Honkai inspired outfits.
These things led to me playing Honkai Impact 3rd and later buying Rebirth 2. I'm playing to get more of that feeling. Which leads to my next dilemma. The message from a number telling me to expect a call from Planeptune in 24 hours. That was from yesterday and I haven't got the call yet. Shrugging I pick up the game case for Rebirth 2 and debate on whether to play it or not just yet. Before I make a decision my phone vibrates as a call is being made to my person. I answer the call. "Ello?" *static noises* "Are.. Bzzt..ab.. help?" Huh? "Care to repeat that?" " *Bzzzttt* Please... he.. *bzzzttt* Ne... others." Help? "Uh, if you're asking for help, and this isn't a joke and you can tell a location, then I guess I can help. Not like I have much to do anyways..." I await a reply. All I get in response is more static. Tch. I click my tongue. A prank call, of course it was. I chuck my phone on the ground a bit away from me. Instead of hearing it hit the ground, I hear a cracking sound, as if something is fracturing. My head whips to the side, almost flying off my shoulders, as I look over to see a purple rift form in my floor.
"Oh heck no!" I've read enough fanfiction to know where this is going. I make the futile effort to try and run. Emphasis on try. Instead the rift expands and sucks me in. "I really hope I turned my phone off.." are my last words before I completely disappear.
. ??? PoV
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Meanwhile in what appears to be a desolate junkyard there were several people facing off.
The first was a fair skinned girl with emerald eyes and light brown hair that was about waist length. Most of her bangs were long and reached down to her eyes, curling outwards or inwards to her face, with a split on the upper corner side. A few parts of hair framed her face while more of it reached her chest, about the length of the hair she wore in a ponytail, held with a leafy green hair piece. She was wearing a black, tank top and short-short style one piece with silver detailing and a belt around her waist. All worn underneath a dark blue, oversized jacket with black, silver, and white detailing. It was worn open and had a big loose belt.
The second was a fair skinned girl with hair a light creamy pink color that is somewhat long and curls along the edges worn with a black headband with a C patched on the side. Her eyes match her hair color. She was wearing a tan-white wool styled tank top with big neck and un-attached sleeves and matching styled boots, but with small ribbons/fuzzy balls at the top. She was also wearing a red plaid skirt, a black choker with a small heart on it, black-brown kneesocks with light pink heart cut frills, and carried a black hip purse, and heart shaped buttons. Like her headband, both her purse and the heart on the choker had a C logo.
They both showed signs of fatigue and damage.
Behind them bound in tentacles, (Like mechanical ropes for you pervs out there), we're five young ladies in the equivalent of bodysuits. The first had light blue messy hair with very long strands on the sides of her head, almost reaching her waist. She also had a cowlick. A tentacle was around her mouth as if it got tired of her talking. The second had long white hair with messy bangs. The third had sea-foam green hair tied in a ponytail, and was wearing the most revealing outfit by far out of all the people present. The fourth had dark lilac purple hair tied in Twintail braids. The fifth and final
one had light lilac hair and was the only one unbound. The remaining four were still tied, with the tentacles pulsing around them, as they seem to be in pain.
The final... thing(cause I don't know what else to call that aberration) was something only a Gundam fan could dream up. A big, black bulky armored like being with neon blue lining around all of his parts, as well as silver accessories and two big skulls. (Why would someone make that thing?) It was holding a giant axe and was seemingly enjoying the... battle? Slaughter. Yeah it was enjoying the slaughter. "That's it? Really? That's truly all the strength you possess?" It says with disappointment. "If that's truly all you have to offer then you can di-," "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaggggggggggghhhhhhhhh!!!!" A voice interrupted him. "Eh? What's that?" Looking around he sees nothing. Although the noise is steadily approaching. Until he looks up and sees a flaming object falling towards him. "Aw shi-" BOOOOOM! They collide.
"Did anyone get the number of that truck?" I say deliriously while trying to recover. Seriously though. If I'm going to be Isekai'd make it gentle. Yeesh. "Get off!" Eh? Oh there's a giant mech abomination beneath me.
...
What.
"Sweet Merciful Buddha! What the Fuck?!" I say while jumping off it. Not waiting for an answer I began to look at my surroundings. I'm in a wasteland and there's several people around me four of which are bound. One is bordering unconsciousness, and the other two look ragged. Wait a minute. Giant machine is holding a weapon. Several girls are injured. Rage simmers beneath my skin. I look at the one with cream colored hair. "I have one question Ms and I pray I'm wrong because I just crashed and I feel sore all over. But please tell me he's not the one responsible, because I really don't want to fight him, mostly cause he looks like a Gundam reject, but I'm walking a thin line here." "Well sir," she begins, "I hate to say it, but he's the one that hurt Iffy and the others." Sigh. I pinch my eyebrows and groan. "Excuse me while I do something stupid." I turn to face the giant mech. "Oy! What's your name?" "I'm CFW Judge!" He roared. Of course your a judge, cause the axe had to be a metaphor for something now didn't it.
Time to use my unique skill to do something stupid and possibly life threatening. Piss him off. "So out of curiosity. You hurt a bunch of girls, tried to kill them, and are constantly angry. You trying to overcompensate or something?" "What." His voice was awfully quiet compared to earlier. "I mean don't get me wrong. These girls seem especially strong, considering you had to tie most of them up in order to feel safe. Maybe that's why your constantly angry, your incredibly weak and can't win without handicaps." Silence was my response. "He's dead" Is what I hear from behind me. Letting out a wordless roar, Judge charges at me swinging his axe. Now I'm not a hero by any means. Nor do I have any powers. (Author: About that.) I do however possess suspiciously large strength for someone of my build, to the point where I shattered my arm punching someone's face. I ended up in the hospital and they had a shattered jaw in said hospital as well. So I never punch anymore.
I think this situation calls for it though. Ducking under the axe swipe I throw a jab with my right hand. A dull thud and crunching sound are heard. The crunch was my hand of course. Still don't know why I thought this would work. I do like the results though. A large dent was in Judge's body and he had slid back. My hand may hurt like hell, but totally worth it. Not many people can say they punched a Gundam reject and actually caused damage. The three girls behind me were shocked, seeing it happen. One in particular was upset, seeing someone do more damage with a blow, compared to them going near all out. I was feeling smug until Judge nearly bisected me with his axe. He didn't stop though. Letting out a shriek I started ducking and dodging, throwing counter blows when able. By the time I was moving another blow was already coming. I was doing well until I slipped on a rock. I was immediately punished and got yeeted away by the axe crashing into my body, cutting deep. I curse the stupid anime rock logic. I landed in a rubbish pile a ways off. I tried to get up, until a large weight landed on my body. A scream came out of my throat. Lo and behold. Guess who's on me. Judge. He started stomping on my chest, waist, arms, legs, everything except my neck and was head wasn't left untouched.
"GAAAAH! Bored, bored, BORED! Give me something to destroy, damn you! You talked a big game but now you can't back it up!" "You can back up on Deez nuts. Ha got it!" *CRUNCH* "Ack! Yeah I deserve that one." "Any last words?"
"You sound like... a * anime * villain."
I say before closing my eyes as I passed out.
3rd PoV
Judge was visibly upset. He didn't know what an anime villain was, but those censored words sounded offensive. Raising his axe he prepared to truly kill the male. Until the boy's eyes snapped open, shining a bright amber gold. There were cross like shapes in the pupils.
"Sorry, but insects should know their place/Sorry but insects should know their place." Two overlapping voices spoke at once as a burst of pure energy erupted, launching the mech away. Standing up, Judge saw the boy walking out of a crater created by the eruption. Or rather up. Tap Tap Tap. Each step was punctuated as he walked on platforms in the air. Raising his hand a giant amount of energy amassed into one point before condensing into a spear. He flicked his wrist down "Void Sp ear / Void Spear." The spear shot down, piercing Judge before seemingly imploding, taking Judge with it. The boy crossed his arms before eyes slowly turned to look at the remaining viewers, from his peripheral vision. He fully looked at them before smirking. He closed his eyes, before his body slumped and he fell out of the sky crashing for the second time, into the ground.
Author Notes
This is my attempt at a new type of story. What do you think so far? To be fair, I don't really write like that so I know this might be bad. Forgive me in advance. Heck. Leave comments and reviews if you don't mind. Also I will still work on the other books I have so bare with me.
Until then