Disclaimer: See first chapter.
Chapter Two: Iron Fist of Meccanica!
If there was one thing that Fubuki Tsubasa did not like, it was surprises. Today started out as any normal day. She got up, showered, dressed in the most revealing attire she could conjure, drank some orange juice, grabbed her Katana, then left the house.
What was out of the ordinary was the fifteen or so Medical Meccanica TV boy-class robots, all with a black paint job, that stood between her and her hoverbike.
"Let me guess, Medical Meccanica?"
They each had replicas of the 1961 Gibson EB Zero in hand. They each charged at her like a pack of ravenous wolves. The odds, it seemed, were not in her favor.
The closest bot in proximity had its TV monitor of a head cleaved off before it had a chance to defend. However, her preemptive strike would only work on the first one, as the second bot guarded with the base of his guitar.
A third one approached from the side and batted her rib cage.
It sent the girl to the ground, hard.
A fourth one repeatedly kicked her while she was down.
'Naota Sensei, help me!' Needless to say, her late great grandfather could not hear her. At least not in time, or in known space for that matter, to do anything about it.
A bright flash of light filled the area, blinding Fubuki to the point where it made her head throb. Luckily for her, when it passed, the bots were nothing more than bits and pieces of scattered metal and circuits.
"What the hell?" She wasn't expecting this.
"We have to get you out of here," a feminine voice spoke up.
Fubuki looked slightly to her right to see her new neighbors. "What the hell is going on?"
"Our age old enemies, the Vanir, are after you and the power that lays dormant inside you. We have to get you to Aasgard if you are to be safe."
"What the hell are you talking about? Who the hell are you two?"
The blond was hesitant to speak. "Well, um..."
"Fuck confidentiality. Let's tell her the summary of the story and warp drive the fuck out of here," Siegfried butted in, "we are Valkyries of the Aesir, soldiers of Odin."
"O... kay?"
"The Vanir have been our enemies before the conception of time itself. Although we don't have much info, they have infiltrated Medical Meccanica, The Space Police Brotherhood, The Raharl System, and have used them in an attempt to capture Atomsk's Ethereal power in this realm."
Panzerfaust cut in. "Bottom line is that we need to leave, now. We have a cloaked vessel in orbit. Now, take my hand. Transmission control, three to beam up. "
Fubuki took the other woman's hand and they were beamed up to their craft. This craft, needless to say, possessed technology far superior to anything on Earth.
"What the hell is this?" The Yazuka Empress gazed around, in awe of the scenery which could remind one of some sci-fi movie.
"This is the Dreadnaught III til Aesir," Panzerfaust answered. "I am the highest officer of this ship, Valkyrie Commander Tia Panzerfaust."
Siegfried added, "I am her first officer, Valkyrie Sub Commander Blitzkrieg Haggard."
"Commander, a Medical Meccanica battle cruiser is approaching! We're being hailed!" a random female bridge bunny yelped.
"On screen," Tia ordered. She pondered about how they were able to detect their cloaked vessel.
A pop up, holographic 3D screen expanded near the front of the bridge. The man it revealed was wearing full body blue tinted armor, probably made out of something more solid than Titanium Alloy. He also had a black cloak and a mask, quite a fearsome mask at that, giving him the appearance of some sort of phantom.
"On my mark," Tia spoke telepathically to her bridge crew
"Aesir vessel, you will surrender the Atomsk vessel at once or be destoryed."
"My apologies, Overlord Njord, but we have a schedule to keep!"
"Open fire!" the Vanir mastermind commanded.
Before the first laser or missile impacted, the Dreadnaught made the jump to hyperspace, their destination the Aesir capital city of Aasgard in the Valhalla Galaxy, which existed outside of time and space.
'Next time they will not be so lucky.' Njord had a wicked smirk on his profile as he plotted his next move. "First officer Freyr."
"Yes sir?" A fair tanned man with muscular frame and short auburn hair inquired. His attire was armor similar to his master's, but without the helmet and cloak.
"Call the planet Raharl. Tell them we wished to have HER released. We have a use for her."
"Sir, not HER! She never follows orders, and remember what happened last time? Ten billion of our own soldiers were vaporized instantly by her devious methods!"
"She might be a little messy, but that's acceptable... unlike you defying my order!"
"Yes sir, I'll get on it!"
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A sub space prison in a galaxy far, far away...
It was pitch black. Nothing could be seen. Nothing could be heard... save a woman's breathing.
She was blinded as a stream of light suddenly engulfed her. It revealed her to be a humanoid with pale skin, pink hair, and yellow eyes attired in a latex red jacket, black hot pants, white gloves and boots of the same color.
"Raharu Hara, you have been freed on the condition you serve master Njord's request to capture the seed of Atomsk," a random Vanir soldier said matter of factly.
An evil grin appeared on her face. "Freeing me was a mistake everyone of you shall regret!" The ground started to quake vehemently as her power was being unleashed by the gigatons.
A large pink explosion engulfed the entire system, vaporizing everything, expect this woman, a yellow Vespa, and a red Gibson EB-Zero. She was currently unaware of the time, as time shifts much differently in timeless space. "TA-KUN, SOON I'LL HAVE MY REVENGE AGAINST YOU!" Even though he was no longer of this world (unknown to her), she couldn't help but begrudge him for inhereting Atomsk's power rather than her.
After strapping the guitar to her back and hopping aboard her Vespa, she raged towards Earth at velocities many fold the speed of light. "Soon, Atomsk's power will be mine! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
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While it was only an hour to get to Earth, and less time than that to search every square mile, she realized that Naota was not anywhere in proximity. Noticicing a spike in technological advancement since the last time she was here, she took a PDA-like device out of her pocket and did some scans.
"It's been ninety three years?" She was surprised. She uplinked to a sattelite to see if she could find any more information.
"Damn it, he's been dead for nearly ten years!"
Haruko decided that she was tired and needed some sleep. While the Nandaba Bakery was out of commision for several decades, it was still intact, albeit the place being drowned in dust and the wood somewhat rotted. She headed to that once cozy place she considered her home away from home and shamelessly slept on the bunk she once occupied, despite it not belonging to her.
End Chapter Two.