Hyperdimension Neptunia belongs to Compile Heart, Idea Factory, Sega and whomever else worked on it.

Been wanting to see this happen for awhile, so I just wrote it.

There was a drip as water from a pipe in the ceiling as water condensed and ran down to the underside before falling to the ground, dropping into a small puddle. The room was a bunch of rooms that had bars for doors. "Well, well, well..." A male voice spoke up as a middle aged, balding man in glasses, walked up to one of the cells. "How are you doing, Blanc?" He smirked at the person inside, who was shackled to the wall with just scraps of clothing covering her otherwise naked and dirty body, well, except for the collar around her neck.

Blanc looked at him, her face showing nothing but despair. "...Hello, Mr. Badd..." She panted softly. "...How long has it been since you last came down here?"

"Hmm, I think it's been a few years now." Mr. Badd told her. "Your replacement's been doing a great job ruling Lowee in your stead. No one's even noticed."

"A fake me," Blanc whispered and lowered her head. Even after all these years, she still had no idea how her nation had been stolen from her. "...What will happen to Lowee?"

"If you're curious," Mr. Badd told her, "we'll be mustering the forces of Lowee to attack the other two nations."

"Two?" Blanc was slightly surprised. "There's that small nation..."

"Apparently another nation was recently founded." Mr. Badd shrugged, turned and left. "Well, we've antagonized the CPUs of Planeptune and Lastation, they'll be here soon and I'll defeat them." He smirked. "And just like with you, I'll use the power I was granted by the Seven Sages to create fakes that will go back to run their nations into the ground and the people will willingly accept us, the Seven Sages, to be the new rulers of Gamindustri."

"I see..." Blanc lowered her head, sighing in despair as Badd walked off. "I know I don't deserve anything, but someone... Anyone..." She felt tears forming in her eyes, "stop my fake."

(-)

Three weeks later...

"Grrr!" Noire growled as a blonde woman, who had been introduced as Vert, let them out of the cell that they had been trapped in for the past few hours. "Just who does that CPU think she is?! Teaming up with the Seven Sages and using traps to capture us."

Neptune had a troubled look on her face. "I know that this isn't my Blanc, but... To use sneaky traps?"

"Neppy?" Plutia gave her friend a confused frown. "What's wrong?"

"Come on!" Noire was about to leave the area. "Let's get out there and smash this place up." She looked at the others and gave Neptune a confused look as Neptune turned around. "Where are you going?"

Neptune grabbed Vert's arm and dragged her with as she ran down a different direction. "I don't know! But my gamer senses are screaming at me to go down this way."

Vert chuckled. The little CPU was rather cute and she did agree with Neptune on this, there was something this way, she just knew it.

Noire groaned as Plutia followed after them. "Heck with it, wait for me!" There was no way she was going to go into a helpless boss fight by herself. Who knows what kinds of sick, twisted things they would do her if she was alone?

The group went deep into the cells, twisting, turning and finally coming across a cell that had hardly any light.

Neptune's eyes widened as she gasped when she saw a familiar brunette shackled to the wall. "BLANC!" She screamed. A transformation later and she cut through the cell bars and the shackles, freeing Blanc from the wall. "Got you!" Purple Heart said as she hugged Blanc to her. "Goodness, Blanc."

"Wait..." Noire had a confused look on her face. "If this is Blanc, then who was the White Heart we saw?"

"A fake, perhaps?" Vert suggested and Plutia nodded.

"Uh huuuuh..." She frowned. "She was a big faker and the real Blanc is here."

"Blanc!" Purple Heart shook Blanc a bit, sighing in relief as Blanc opened her eyes and looked up at Purple Heart. "You're alive!"

"...Who..?"

Purple Heart smiled at her. "I'm a friend and I'm here to get you out of here." The next thing that she knew, Blanc was hugging her tightly. "Blanc?"

"I'm saved... Thank you." Blanc shivered. "I've been here for so many years now."

Purple Heart frowned. "Come on then." She picked Blanc up in a bridal style and noted how light this version of her friend was. "Let's get out of here now."

"...Does this mean I can play with the fake White Heart?" Plutia asked.

Noire looked at Plutia's expectant look and then at how miserable Blanc looked before nodding. "Sure. Go all out when we meet her again."

Plutia clapped her hands in joy. "Hee hee heee..." A rather unsettling smile crossed Plutia's face when Noire told her that. "Goodie!"

"Collar..." Blanc whispered and tugged at the collar around her neck. "I can't..."

A moment later it was ripped off of her and she sighed, feeling some shares slowly come back to her. "Thank you."

Purple Heart smiled at her. "Any time."

You can probably guess how it goes.

Why not? We know that Rei can create fake CPUs as she does so in the Good and True Endings of Victory/Re;birth 3 after all. Plus Arfoire's there, so...

Besides, I can't see Ultra Blanc doing mean things to her own people, manipulated or not. A fake of her though? Easy to see it happening.

If you guys want me to, I can write a follow-up of this with them dealing with Badd and Fake White Heart, but is there a real need to do it?