A/N one part of a cross over special with my other story, Phoenix Fire :shinrapoggers: if you want to see what happened in the GAC world with the PF cast, it's uploaded now, go read :catch:
Special Chapter 2: The Isekai-ification of Hope's Peak Academy
In the city of Zaflior…
It's the strangest thing.
Sora could've sworn she was just arguing with Kasumi about the glory that is chocolate milk and now she's staring at a young man wearing a strange outfit and a lot of bandages.
The young man's golden eyes blink at her, his expression turning worried when he senses the shift in Sora's expression. "Mana? Are you okay?" he asks.
Sora blinks back at him, confused. "Sorry?" she asks, looking around at her new surroundings.
She definitely doesn't recognize this place. Or any of the people.
"Mana?" the young man calls again.
Sora looks back at him, growing more confused. "Are you talking to me?" she asks.
His frown only deepens. "Did you hit your head or something? Got amnesia again?" he asks bluntly and grabs Sora's face, smooshing her cheeks.
Sora slaps his hands away, frowning. "What the fuck?" she snaps. "Don't touch me-" Sora stops, spotting what she guesses is a tattoo on her hand; her much, much more scarred and darker hand. "Heh?" Sora's heart drops and she starts grabbing at and squishing her own face. Immediately, she feels something off and grabs hair that's much longer than it should be and starts panicking when she pulls black hair into her vision instead of red. "What the fuck?" she repeats.
The young man takes a step back, his gaze turning harsh. "Who are you?"
"Wh-What?" Sora blinks. "I'm Sora, who are you? Where am I? Is this some kind of prank-?" her eyes widen and she narrows her eyes. "Kasumi."
I don't know who the hell you or Kasumi are but you better start talking right now. Tell Danate that I'm still here but I can't seem to take control…
Sora screams, looking around frightfully. That voice sounded so close, almost as if it were inside her head-
I am inside your head, smart one.
Sora screams again.
Masaki blinks, staring up at the girl with long black hair whose fist is raised to presumably punch him. She's pinning him down with her knee and his own arms are raised to shield himself from her hit.
…Huh?
The girl's expression shifts in the next second and she looks just as confused as Masaki feels.
…You're not Veiss Dregliark.
Masaki screams, startled at the unfamiliar voice that seemed to come from inside his head, and scrambles out from underneath the girl.
And then he remembers said girl was about to hit him and he puts his hands out in front of him, "D-Don't hurt…me…?" Masaki trails off when he sees the strange tattoo on the back of his hand and the bandages covering his arms from his wrists all the way up to underneath the sleeves of the shirt he most definitely doesn't recognize. "What the hell?" he mutters and looks back at the girl who's staring at her own hand in just as much confusion as him.
The two of them are pulled out of their thoughts by a worried looking young woman with white hair. "Are you two okay?" she asks. "You didn't hurt each other too bad, did you?"
The girl with black hair looks back at Masaki and Masaki looks back at her.
"...Who're you?" the girl asks.
"Masaki. Who're you?" he shoots back. Beside them, the young woman's expression turns from worry to confusion back to worry and finally confused caution.
The girl's brown eyes widen. "M-Masaki?" she gasps. "What happened to you?"
Masaki frowns. "How the hell should I know? You're the one who was about to hit me!" he snaps.
"I-I know, but I'm me! You know I would never hurt you on purpose…! …Even if you look like a dying elf for some reason." the girl says, scratching her head with an awkward smile.
The white haired young woman looks terribly confused, "What are you talking about, Akane?" she asks. "You two fight all the time! And why are you acting like Masaki's his actual name?"
The girl frowns at her. "I mean, Masaki and I aren't the best of friends but I would never pick a fight with him." she says. "And even if Masaki doesn't look like Masaki right now, I know it's still Masaki on the inside." she says wisely and wags her finger at the girl. "And my name's not Akane, it's Kasumi!"
Masaki's jaw drops. "Kasumi?" he says in bewilderment. And then her words register in his head, "I don't look like myself? You said…'dying elf'?" Masaki asks.
'Kasumi' nods. "Yeah! You've got, like, long white hair and bandages everywhere and you're almost as white as Sora!" she says with a bright smile.
"Well, that's definitely Kasumi…" Masaki mutters, pinching the bridge of his nose and taking a moment to process what she said. "Okay…well, you don't look like you either."
The white haired young woman looks absolutely flabbergasted. "What the hell are you two talking about!?" she cries.
How strange…you don't possess nearly as much power as Veiss Dregliark does yet I still cannot take over his body…go ahead and kill yourself for me.
Masaki screams.
Harlequin blinks, staring at the unfamiliar, casually dressed man in front of him. "...You're not Sting." he says. "Same eyes but his hair is green, y'know? And he's usually half naked." Harlequin nods to himself. "Also, he's not a filthy adult."
Sting blinks, staring at the unfamiliar, formally dressed man in front of him. "I am Sting but you're not Harlequin. My guy's got cat eyes and green hair too, he's not as pretty as you, fedora man." Sting says matter-of-factly. "And I'm only eighteen! You're the adult, purple four-eyes!"
"I am Harlequin!" Harlequin in not-Harlequin's-body whines.
Harlequin and Sting frown, staring at each other.
"What's your government name?" Harlequin asks. "Only the real Sting would know! He hates his government name, he wouldn't tell some nobody!"
Sting cringes, "...Minato Sakamoto. And I could say the same for you, Harlequin hates his name more than I hate mine! What's your government name?" he challenges.
Harlequin cringes, "...Yuya…T…Tana…" he gags dramatically, unable to get the full name out.
Suddenly, Harlequin and Sting gasp in unison, realizing that although Harlequin couldn't say his full name, they both gave each other their real names.
"Sting!" Harlequin cheers.
"Harlequin!" Sting cheers.
And the two embrace.
Nearby, a young looking man with dark hair and green eyes looks at the two like they just confessed to being behind the destruction of his entire squad. "...What the f-?"
"We got isekaied!" Sting cheers.
"Yeah but we're in adult bodies." Harlequin says. "Let's kill ourselves and try again!"
"Now hold on a damn minute," the young looking man watching them says and stalks towards the pair.
Hitoshi blinks. "H…Huh?" he yawns, looking around. "I was just with Sasaki and Ryu, wasn't I…?" Hitoshi wonders groggily.
"Wh-Who are Sasaki and Ryu?"
Hitoshi squeaks, startled.
And then he realizes the noise that came out of him was very much not normal.
Well, his normal.
And something felt off when he jumped back…
Hitoshi looks down.
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Hitoshi grabs his chest.
The pretty woman dressed as a witch next to him squeaks. "C-Caia!?" she cries, turning red. "What are you doing?" the woman asks, watching in horror as Hitoshi fondles 'his' chest.
Hitoshi frowns. "Well, these are definitely attached to me…" he mumbles and turns to look at the woman next to him. "Who are you?"
"W-What? M-M-Myling! What do you mean 'who are you'!?"
Hitoshi yawns again, stretching out his arms. "Well, Myling, I'm just gonna tell you right now, my name isn't Caia." he says and looks down at his new chest. "Also, I'm a guy." Hitoshi states bluntly.
Myling screams.
"Ah, pardon me, I heard you say my name earlier."
Hitoshi turns to see a giant of a man looking down at him and Myling with a very familiar calm expression. The man has salt and pepper hair and bears the faint stench of alcohol.
"C-Cooley? No, no one said your name." Myling says.
'Cooley' shakes his head. "No, not Cooley." he says. "Is that the name of the man this body belongs to?" he asks, tilting his head to the side.
Hitoshi narrows his eyes, studying the man's expression and mannerisms.
"...Takeshi?" Hitoshi asks incredulously.
The man beams. "Yes! That's me, would you happen to be one of my classmates?" he, Takeshi asks.
"It's me, Hitoshi!"
Takeshi stares at Hitoshi.
And then he drops his eyes to Hitoshi's chest.
"...Hitoshi Kimidori, my, how you've changed." Takeshi muses.
Myling screams again and tackles Hitoshi. "S-Stop it!" she cries. "I don't know what's going on b-but stop perving on Caia's body!"
"E-Emile…?" a pretty young woman with dark hair and brown eyes looks at Luan worriedly. "Are you okay? You just started looking sad all of a sudden…" the young woman frowns. "Is it her again?" she asks.
Luan looks at the young woman like she has three heads. "P-Pardon? Emile?" he asks and shakes his head. Luan points at himself. "I am Luan."
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"If this is another one of your jokes, it's not funny." the young woman deadpans.
Luan frowns in confusion.
Jokes? He's just telling the nice girl who he is.
Speaking of jokes, where is he? The last thing Luan remembers is rocking Yukiko to sleep…
The young woman's face drops when Luan starts muttering to himself in Albanian. "D-Danate! Danny! Something's wrong with Emile!"
Luan blinks, confused. "'D-Danate'?" he repeats. "What kind of name is that? Japanese? I am not familiar." Luan says.
"WHAT THE HELL IS A JAPANESE!?"
Meanwhile, at an unknown location…
Juriya blinks, staring at the unfamiliar group of people staring back at her.
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"Ah…" Juriya reaches up to scratch her head and-
"CALYPSO NO!"
Meanwhile, in the city of Arkcester
Greyface blinks, staring at a young man covered in bandages from just below his eyes and down.
Kano blinks, staring at a pretty young woman with a light blue scarf around her neck and a sword at her side.
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"Who're you?" Greyface asks.
"I could say the same to you…I'm Kano."
Greyface tilts her head to the side. "Kano Hanazaki?" she asks.
Kano narrows his eyes. "Yes…who are you?" he asks.
Greyface grins. "It's your ol' pal Greyface!" she says and laughs. "Hey, isn't this like what happens in manga and stuff? We got isekaied!"
Kano hums, looking down at his bandaged hands. "It appears so…" he says. "I wonder what the rules of this world are?" Kano wonders out loud.
"Y-You guys…?"
Greyface and Kano turn around to see a pretty young woman with blue eyes in two toned armor looking at them worriedly.
"Cole? Eira? Are you okay?" she asks. "What are you talking about, 'the rules of this world'?"
Kano and Greyface look at each other.
Greyface looks down at the sword at her side.
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"En garde, armor woman!" Greyface grins madly and unsheathes the sword, swinging at the armor-clad woman.
"AIII! E-Eira!"
Kano bursts out laughing.
Glinda immediately feels the shift when Victoria and Seinaru suddenly tense up. She narrows her eyes and waits for the two to come out of whatever trance they're in.
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"Ooo, what's all this then?"
Glinda nearly screams when she sees an actual emotion on Seinaru's face.
'Seinaru' smiles as he looks around. "Well, this isn't Hope's Peak Academy." he says cheerfully and looks at the two people in the room with him. "Hi, I'm Toshiro Haruki. Where am I?"
So that's how it is… Glinda thinks to herself. A body switching spell?
'Victoria' stares at Toshiro in surprise. "Toshiro…?" she mumbles. Then, her eyes widen even more. She grabs at her throat and speaks again, "H-Hello?" 'Victoria' gasps. "Why do I sound like a woman!?"
Toshiro hums, walking up to Victoria and scrutinizing her. "Hmmm…are you from Hope's Peak too?" he asks. "You seemed to recognize my name."
"It - it's Armen."
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Toshiro bursts out laughing.
"WHAT!?" Toshiro laughs. "You!? You're Armen? Cute little girl is big scary definitely not cute Armen!?" he cackles.
"Victoria's body is thirty-six, actually." Glinda chimes in.
Toshiro gasps and picks Armen up easily, holding him up like he were a baby. "Woah! That's so cool!" he beams. "You're so cute like this, Armen!"
"I will end your pathetic little existence if you don't put me down in the next two seconds."
"Victoria's body definitely has the power to do that." Glinda chimes in again.
Toshiro puts Armen down but that doesn't erase his smile. "Wow…how did we get here? Ooo, what do I look like?" he gasps and looks down at himself. "A sword! So cool! And I think I'm taller too, and stronger…ooh, do I have abs-?" Toshiro wonders and starts unbuttoning his shirt.
"T-Toshiro!" Glinda cries and covers her reddening face. "Please don't." she says and sighs. "I don't know what happened to bring you two here but I swear to find a way to send you back to wherever you came from…this…academy, you speak of." Glinda says. "Give me a second to contact-"
"EIRA WHAT THE HELL!?"
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! THIS IS SO MUCH FUN!"
"HELP ME, COLE!"
"BAHAHAHAHAHA! NO WAY, THIS IS TOO FUNNY!"
Glinda sighs and stands up from behind her desk. "It seems you may not be the only ones who were switched out. Wait here, I'll go collect your friends and then we'll take a little trip to Zaflior."
"What's a Zaflior?" Toshiro asks.
"A location, obviously." Armen scowls.
Glinda sighs.
Juriya blinks owlishly as a man calling himself Devlio presents her to an older woman who doesn't look at all pleased to see either of them.
"Fix her." Devlio says.
"Avlio, I thought we had a deal where I gave her back to you." the woman scowls. "Why are you bringing her back to me?"
Devlio frowns. "This isn't Calypso." he says. "Body switching spell. Fix her."
The woman's fiery red eyes turn themselves on Juriya.
Juriya shudders.
"What's your name then, if not Calypso?" the woman asks.
"J-Juriya Inaba. I'm a surgeon." Juriya answers. She fiddles with her gloves, the material getting uncomfortable.
Devlio grumbles and slaps her hands down. "Stop that."
Juriya huffs.
"Yeah, okay, I'll fix her." the woman sighs. "That's definitely not Calypso. I can't have whoever this is going around accidentally turning everything into gold."
Devlio bows lightly. "Thank you. I will be back in twenty-four hours." he says and disappears into nothingness.
Juriya stares at the woman.
The woman stares back at Juriya.
"I-" Juriya starts but someone bursts into the woman's office before she can continue.
"M-Master Nadine! The others - they've all switched bodies with people they're referring to as…as…U-Ultimates?" a boy with an odd bird-like mark on his forehead says breathlessly.
Nadine's eyes widen. "I…see." she says and looks at Juriya. "So you're really telling the truth, then." Nadine says and turns back to the boy. "Who?" she asks.
The boy stands up straight and clears his throat. "U-Um, Mana is calling herself Sora, Caia is calling herself a boy named Hitoshi, Cooley is calling himself Takeshi, Alistair is calling himself Sting, Akane is calling herself Kasumi, Emile is calling himself Luan, Ken is calling himself Harlequin, and Veiss is calling himself Masaki." he lists off.
Nadine glances at Juriya's surprised face. "Friends of yours?" she asks.
Juriya nods, then pauses. "Well, I wouldn't exactly call us friends per se…" she trails off.
Before either of the three can say anything else, a giant portal-like fissure opens up in the middle of Nadine's office and a blonde woman steps out of it with four people trailing in behind her.
"Nadine, I have a small problem." the woman says, gesturing at the four. "My subordinates have been possessed by teenagers." she deadpans and her eyes drift to Juriya. "Why is there a criminal in your office?"
Nadine sighs, "It seems we all have a problem." she says, pinching the bridge of her nose. "You four, this girl is calling herself Juriya Inaba. I presume you know each other?" Nadine asks.
"Oh, hi Juriya. It's me, Toshiro!"
"Kano."
"Juuuurrrrrrriiiiiyyyyyyaaaaaaaaa, it's me! Greyface!"
"...Armen."
Juriya stifles a laugh.
"Shut the hell up, Juriya."
Nadine paces in front of the thirteen possessed Mages. "So, who's in charge out of you thirteen?" she asks.
Kasumi points at Sora, "She solves murders so the rest of us don't die."
Toshiro laughs, "Silly Kasumi, that's in a different timeline. We're from the peaceful Hope's Peak timeline." he says.
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"...Right." Nadine says, shutting her eyes and rubbing her temples. "Anyway, I don't know how you all got here." she says. "But-" Nadine stops when she opens her eyes.
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"Where did they go?"
Myling points at the front door.
Nadine pinches the bridge of her nose. "And you didn't stop them?"
Myling squeaks.
Nadine sighs.
"How does it feel to actually be tall, Sora?" Kasumi snickers.
Sora glares at her. "I could ask you the same thing - shut UP, Mary!"
Armen raises an eyebrow. "Who on Earth are you talking to?" he asks.
"There's a girl in my head who won't shut up now that we left that place." Sora grits her teeth. "We'll find our own way home, fucking relax!" she snaps at the girl in her head.
Takeshi starts JoJo posing as he speaks, "I too would like to find our way home." he says and strikes another pose. "I find these muscles quite amusing but I would prefer to be back in my own body."
Hitoshi frowns as he looks down at his chest. "...I want my body back too." he says and pokes his chest. "This feels wrong."
"Then stop touching them, pervert." Juriya scowls, crossing her arms. "At least you don't have to wear these gloves, the people I was with said something bad would happen if I touch something with them off." she says.
Toshiro starts laughing as he and Greyface very mock fight with the swords that were at their sides (possibly not mock fighting on Greyface's part). "This is so much fun! Why do we have to go back?"
Greyface grins. "I agree! Let's stay a while!"
Luan shuffles his feet, pouting. "I want Yukiko back…" he mumbles.
Kano laughs and puts his hands on his hips. "I, for one, don't think there's a way back," he says. "It's very clear what happened here. At least, it is to me." Kano smirks.
Harlequin and Sting raise their hands, "We know too!" they say in unison.
Kano, Harlequin, and Sting nod in unison. "We've been isekaied!"
Sting nods and raises his finger, "That means we died in our world. There is no way back, this is who we are now!" he says excitedly.
"Nerds." Masaki scoffs.
Hitoshi gives him a look. "You do realize you're calling two formerly insane adult killers nerds, right?"
"Obviously. Don't talk to me." Masaki says, looking disgruntled enough at having to deal with the violent voice in his head.
Sora crosses her arms, "But it looks like we've all taken over other people's bodies." she says. Doesn't like every single isekai genre have the protagonist born into the new world as a baby or something or as they were when they died?" Sora asks.
Harlequin hums, tapping his chin. "Fair point." he says. "I'm in an adult body. I vote we go back before I kill myself." Harlequin says cheerfully.
Kano grumbles and crosses his arms. "You guys are no fun." he says. "We've quite literally been Way of the Sword Online-ed and you want to go back to our boring, magic-less world."
The ones who didn't arrive with Devlio or Glinda look intrigued.
"Magic?" Kasumi asks.
Kano frowns. "That's what I said, yes." he says, raising an eyebrow when the ones who landed in Zaflior look down at their hands curiously. "You guys don't know?"
They shake their heads.
"Greyface, Toshiro, Armen, and I came here in a portal created by that blonde woman." Kano says.
Juriya raises her hand, "I don't know how I got here exactly but it was definitely Magic that that Devlio guy used." she says.
Luan looks at his hands in awe. "Magic…? Maybe I could Magic Yukiko here…she would have fun with Magic…" he whispers to himself. "Maybe…Miya…"
Hitoshi gasps, "I can Magic myself into a man again!" he says and grabs his chest.
"HITOSHI!" Sora snaps, slapping the back of his head.
Masaki hums, "I'll never have to be cold again…no, Mr. Evil Voice, I will not kill myself." he deadpans.
"I can finally make Sora love me-"
"Shut the hell up, Kasumi."
"Upupupu…I can help you all with that."
The thirteen Ultimates turn around to see a rather short figure clad in a black and white cloak approach them.
Armen narrows his eyes. "That laugh was unsettlingly familiar." he says.
"Now, now, don't worry about all that." the figure says. "I can make all of your wishes come tr-"
"I think the fuck not." Nadine says, appearing from behind the group and throwing a suspicious white powder at them. "I took some notes from Avlio." she says and snaps her fingers. "Switch."
The figure freezes and the thirteen possessed Mages tense up.
Nadine waits.
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The twelve guild Mages turn to stare at Juriya/Calypso.
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"Run."
"Fuck." Calypso swears and starts running.
"Black Mask/Chain Whip/Metal-Make: Rose Petal/Water Slicer/Elysian Saber/Dark Mace/Bull Charge/Ragnir/Red Viper/Light Whip/Blood-Make: Scarlet Shower/Ginnungagap!" all twelve of them start casting in unison.
"WHAT THE FUCK YOU GUYS!?" Calypso cries as she runs away from the attacking Mages.
Nadine nods and smiles to herself. "All is as it should be." she says and turns on her heel, walking back towards the guild.
"THIS IS OVERKILL!"
"RUN, BITCH, RUN!"
"UGH!"
A/N i was not at all satisfied with either version of the cross over but i was too far in to back down :catch:
