Author's notes: New idea, new series from me. This is an Animorphs/Guyver crossover for now, but I may add Sailor Moon to it later. The only characters I own here are Akira and Suzuko. Note that this is written Animorph style, so I'll tell you when the PoV changes.
Kalliope the Mewthree: The author denies any and all claims that she owns either series and pleads mental insanity if such accusations should occur.
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Guyvermorphs
By BlackLadyCharon
Chapter One
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Akira's PoV
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My name is Akira, well Akira Hikarino actually. I'm a fairly intelligent person, small for my age, and slender, which makes people think I'm easy prey, which I'm not. I have bright, screaming yellow eyes and black hair that reaches my waist, which I keep for my own reasons. My hands are long and slender, those of an artist, which I am. I have also used them to crush a man's skull into a bloody pulp, but I'll expound upon that later.
At current I'm sitting in a school cafeteria, watching a large amount of chattering American students and trying to decide if the mystery meat is edible. Why is someone who's already confessed to murdering someone in school? Because no one knows I've ever so much as shoved a person, let along killed one. The only people who know are two young men back in Japan and my girlfriend, Suzuko. The reason they know is simple. They are what I am. We are all Guyvers.
To explain is simple. Fact: The Guyver is a biological parasitic armor. Fact: Long ago a race of aliens came to Earth and started messing around hoping to create a perfect weapon. Fact: They succeeded, creating the human race. Fact: Someone screwed up and gave a guyver unit to a human, creating the first Guyver. Fact: The aliens fixed their mistake and then went away. Fact: They forgot to take some of the armors, and one fucking nuts Zoalord. Fact: The armors got found, and a bunch of people, one of whom is dead permanently and the rest of which are utterly paranoid, ended up getting the armors. Guyver means, literally, 'Beyond Control'.
Final fact: Something new has come, something that's got even the Zoalords worried. And it's here. That's why Suzuko and I are here, to find out what's going on. I think I also saw a Sailor Senshi, but that might have been a mistake. Right now my attention is focused on a small group of kids, two males and two females. They read different to my senses, beyond that of Zoanoid and these new things. I extend out a tendril or thought, to try and read one of the boy's minds.
I have to retract that tendril as his mind slams shut and he whirls around, looking for what has touched his mind. This one has learned to MindSpeak, quite well, I suspect. I quickly do the 'goggle at the girl' bit at the blonde next to him, and he turns back to his group. They interest me now, I shall have to find out more about them.
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Jake's Pov
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My name is Jake, and someone has just tried to invade my mind.
I look about for the culprit, only seeing the new exchange student ogling Rachel, which isn't that unusual. What is unusual, even for me, is the fact someone tried to read my mind. I may be an Animorph, but normally people don't try that.
"Jake, if your looking for aliens you ain't likely to find them." Marco annouces in grave tones. "Everyone knows they don't land in high schools, unless you count the teachers." I just glare at him and sit back down.
"Jake, what's wrong?" This comes from Cassie, the love of my life, though I've never told her. She knows, and she knows I know she knows, but I've never spoken about it. Rachel is just sitting there picking at her lunch. Might as well be blunt, since we're alone and out of hearing range.
"Someone tried to read my mind." This gets Rachel's attention, and even Marco does not come up with a quip. "It felt more curios than hostile, but since it's never happened before..."
"... and there's that new kid, Akido or whatever, you think maybe he's some kind of Controler?" Marco, finishing my sentence for me.
At that moment, however, the new kid stands up, comes over, and bows. I try to remember where he's from, then he looks up and smiles, which looks really creepy with his yellow eyes that have a kind of cruel look to them. "Konnichiwa. I am Hikarino Akira, and I was wondering if I might ask you to come to my house for a study group tonight? I do not get this American way of learning." I wonder if that's really why he asked us, then I nod, slowly. Rachel and Cassie agree, as does Marco. As Akira walks off, Marco shudders. "Man, his eyes are freaky. Creep out city."
"Oh, is little Marco scared?" I sigh as lunch devolves into an argument between Marco and Rachel.
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Kalliope the Mewthree: The author denies any and all claims that she owns either series and pleads mental insanity if such accusations should occur.
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Guyvermorphs
By BlackLadyCharon
Chapter One
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Akira's PoV
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My name is Akira, well Akira Hikarino actually. I'm a fairly intelligent person, small for my age, and slender, which makes people think I'm easy prey, which I'm not. I have bright, screaming yellow eyes and black hair that reaches my waist, which I keep for my own reasons. My hands are long and slender, those of an artist, which I am. I have also used them to crush a man's skull into a bloody pulp, but I'll expound upon that later.
At current I'm sitting in a school cafeteria, watching a large amount of chattering American students and trying to decide if the mystery meat is edible. Why is someone who's already confessed to murdering someone in school? Because no one knows I've ever so much as shoved a person, let along killed one. The only people who know are two young men back in Japan and my girlfriend, Suzuko. The reason they know is simple. They are what I am. We are all Guyvers.
To explain is simple. Fact: The Guyver is a biological parasitic armor. Fact: Long ago a race of aliens came to Earth and started messing around hoping to create a perfect weapon. Fact: They succeeded, creating the human race. Fact: Someone screwed up and gave a guyver unit to a human, creating the first Guyver. Fact: The aliens fixed their mistake and then went away. Fact: They forgot to take some of the armors, and one fucking nuts Zoalord. Fact: The armors got found, and a bunch of people, one of whom is dead permanently and the rest of which are utterly paranoid, ended up getting the armors. Guyver means, literally, 'Beyond Control'.
Final fact: Something new has come, something that's got even the Zoalords worried. And it's here. That's why Suzuko and I are here, to find out what's going on. I think I also saw a Sailor Senshi, but that might have been a mistake. Right now my attention is focused on a small group of kids, two males and two females. They read different to my senses, beyond that of Zoanoid and these new things. I extend out a tendril or thought, to try and read one of the boy's minds.
I have to retract that tendril as his mind slams shut and he whirls around, looking for what has touched his mind. This one has learned to MindSpeak, quite well, I suspect. I quickly do the 'goggle at the girl' bit at the blonde next to him, and he turns back to his group. They interest me now, I shall have to find out more about them.
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Jake's Pov
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My name is Jake, and someone has just tried to invade my mind.
I look about for the culprit, only seeing the new exchange student ogling Rachel, which isn't that unusual. What is unusual, even for me, is the fact someone tried to read my mind. I may be an Animorph, but normally people don't try that.
"Jake, if your looking for aliens you ain't likely to find them." Marco annouces in grave tones. "Everyone knows they don't land in high schools, unless you count the teachers." I just glare at him and sit back down.
"Jake, what's wrong?" This comes from Cassie, the love of my life, though I've never told her. She knows, and she knows I know she knows, but I've never spoken about it. Rachel is just sitting there picking at her lunch. Might as well be blunt, since we're alone and out of hearing range.
"Someone tried to read my mind." This gets Rachel's attention, and even Marco does not come up with a quip. "It felt more curios than hostile, but since it's never happened before..."
"... and there's that new kid, Akido or whatever, you think maybe he's some kind of Controler?" Marco, finishing my sentence for me.
At that moment, however, the new kid stands up, comes over, and bows. I try to remember where he's from, then he looks up and smiles, which looks really creepy with his yellow eyes that have a kind of cruel look to them. "Konnichiwa. I am Hikarino Akira, and I was wondering if I might ask you to come to my house for a study group tonight? I do not get this American way of learning." I wonder if that's really why he asked us, then I nod, slowly. Rachel and Cassie agree, as does Marco. As Akira walks off, Marco shudders. "Man, his eyes are freaky. Creep out city."
"Oh, is little Marco scared?" I sigh as lunch devolves into an argument between Marco and Rachel.
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