Chapter 1: Meeting an Idol

Day 3 after the broadcast

"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, what do they want from me!" Shouts in anger a tall black haired young man with fierce eyes. He is running as fast as he can while already having discarded any imprint tags those bastards must have put on him, to be located by what seems to be an actual Hunter.

"There is no way anyone can see through my disruptor mask, damn I was careless he has my scent already!" Thinks the man as he sees an opening in the mass of people and tourists in front of him and surges forward.

Somehow this guy following behind him seems to be clearly superior, or else he would have already lost him like those other amateurs.

"He moves with the grace and feral quality only someone integrated with bestial chips and Augs (Augmentations) could, Fuck My Life!"

Curses the man as he keeps moving while feeling disgusted in his clothes that he has not been able to change since apparently everyone in the world and their mother wants a piece of him. And not in the fun way either, more like he goes with them involuntarily, or they will beat his ass bloody and still take him.

His synthetic mechanic tracksuit that he usually wears at his job looks even more worn out. And with hastily applied patches he had to do, all after suffering the continued exertion and mental fatigue, that tires the young man. He has been injecting stims just to stay up and grab a quick hour or two of rest somewhere away from all the facial recognition drones and trackers sent out to capture him.

If it were not for his precautions, he would already be in a dark room. Probably in another country or even held in those special underwater containment grounds, without ever seeing his loved ones again. The very thought of never seeing his fiancée again makes his blood boil in anger.

He glances around hurriedly at the various three dimensional holo ads seeing if any can point him to the nearest subway or jump pads so he can shake this Hunter off. Or else he wasn't going to be able to continue playing this game of cat and mouse, while the cat was the apex predator and him the shitty mouse.

He dodges and weaves throughout the busy streets of Neo-Shibuya while constantly looking around for anything that can help or aid him, his eyes lighten up at a street kiosk that may be his salvation.

With his right fingers on his left wrist he activates his Pirater, a highly modified and very illegal version of what everyone else commonly uses, Metias.

A personal communication tool that is indispensable in this current scientific world that the mad genius scientist Flugel kick started several decades ago. It is encoded specifically to the user's DNA and cannot be open by anyone except the user, law enforcement, and top notch hackers.

The kiosk in front of him has exactly what he needs to survive this Hunter that had been set on his ass. Right in front of him was a very premium tool called a Lion's Greifhaken, a state of the art grappling gun that could be mounted on your right wrist and used for the sport called Vector. Where people can use all sorts of tools and jump, stability, or rebound Augs so they could scale four to eight story buildings easy.

And they legally could not go higher than the designated buildings in the Vector squares. The people that play this sport are recreationally or at professional level called Vectorans.

Now illegally speaking one could go not only higher but go from building to skyscraper yet if you were caught and there were all sorts of laser measuring drones and devices for this very reason. You would either pay an absurd amount of creds or face jail time and not allowed to play Vector again in that district. For there have been too many thieves that were all former Vectorans.

Trust the man when he says nothing was as exhilarating as seeing how small people could look from up in the air. He remembers fondly that he and his fiancée would come to the Vector square by their apartment and would look like loons summersaulting in the air and grinning into each other's eyes warmly as they fell in love all over again.

He wipes the thought away as anger fills his head at the thought that he may not see his fiancée or play their cherished sport again since these bastards had so brazenly come for him and it wouldn't matter whether it was in public or not.

He apologizes for stealing it but it was to prolong his already short life and laws were starting to seem useless to him since they didn't even protect him at any of the moments he had been fleeing.

He bypasses the unmanned kiosk in several seconds and attaches the Greifhaken to his right wrist as he forcibly shuts off his Pirater, since they could track him even easier with it on and continues his great escape while thinking to himself.

"Having lost one group of pursuers just a mere hours ago made me wary, but my face can be scary so who knows if it was just because I looked at them the wrong way. FUUCKK!" The boy thinks as his adrenaline skyrockets at being pursed yet again.

He tries to choose areas with high volumes of people to delay his pursuer. All the time making sure if needed he could grapple away if he ever needs to forcefully yet he has to be cautious, some buildings have invisible stun barriers on to keep bandits and Vectorans from damaging the building and letting the police capture drones take away the fools with ease.

While at the same time, trying to visualize the best escape scenarios with the present area he was in. Luckily he came here all the time when his energetic and hyper teacher wants to eat some good food and he offers to pay for them, though that was only on occasion since his master could eat a restaurant out of business.

Again sharing a smile at the memory he quickly got serious and glances back. With shock on his brows he speeds up as much as he can since this Hunter was gaining on him fast, both of them disturbing the throngs of people out on this beautiful day where you could enjoy some amazing AR (Augmented Reality, think Pokémon Go) fireworks and virtual dragons weaving through the air.

Pursuing the boy is a rough looking blonde man with a scar across his face. His muscular body would deceive others that he wasn't very agile, yet if not for all these people and virtual kiosks, street performers and ordinance bots he would have apprehended his target and already disappeared.

He still cannot believe that this man seemingly wanted by the whole world has been able to evade as many talented trackers and specialists used to getting anyone that was their target, in wherever nation they are in.

He is sure shit is about to go down with the appearance of this man in front of him who he has met by sheer coincidence scant minutes ago. The exasperated man just couldn't believe the minute he sat down to try some famous national dishes from this lively district, his target would walk by him.

Looking worse for wear the black haired boy was trying to catch his breath, until he finally took note of his surroundings. The man looks down at his rather odd Metia and what was weirder is that after looking at the screen for nary a second he immediately glances at the stunned blonde who's sixth sense also alerts him that someone was looking at him, they stare at each other, then the target curses and flees, so the chase was on.

He grunts in frustration since he can't just shove all these people out of the way without seriously injuring them, not that he would ever do that to innocent civilians and everyday people of all walks of life.

However he was starting to feel tempted to unleash violence, since he could see this smug black haired asshole sometimes locking eyes with him and smirking as he starts increasing the distance between them. As if he begins to view this as not someone trying to abduct him and take him from everyone he loves , but two friends playing a game of tag.

He nearly forgets the rules and tears apart the crowd of people in between them, when he sees the smug man look at him with a grin and waving while shouting out:

" Keep it up Blondie, I almost had to stop to let you have time to catch up! However you are doing much better than the last six groups of people, my spirit commends you!"

And giving the seething tiger a mock bow he laughs out loud for what seems the first time in days and keeps twisting and weaving between the throngs of people with a jubilant spirit while a pissed off Hunter was trying and slowly failing to gain the advantage.

He growls at the thought he was being underestimated so severely and kept going while thinking of the laws he has to follow from this country. This is not Belfast, nor Vladivostok where he trained with his Russian brothers. This is one of the most secure and peaceful countries in the whole world, and they were pursuing each other in one of the most flourishing cities they have in the most outstanding ward present in Tokyo, Neo-Shibuya.

A special ward housing two of the busiest railway stations still to this day, Shinjuku and Shibuya Station. Garf prays to the gods they do not end up chasing each other there for he will surely lose this slippery ell of a human.

The Japanese were very strict with their social laws and both him and his increasingly frustrating target to capture have already been making everyone pay attention to them. And this man he needed was well aware of that.

But for some reason the scary eyed man when glancing at Garfiel was showing decreasing signs of alarm as if he could feel his pursuer wasn't someone with a hostile or evil aura, and Garf would have sworn that he saw a haunted look in his eyes. But not because of this pursuit between them that the yellow haired Hunter was actually also starting to enjoy. But of a similar occurrence that ended very different.

Garfiel was confused at how this man has seemed to judge his character in the brief minutes they have been playing this game of-! Garfiel finally realizes he was actually enjoying himself and he has to willingly stop feeling that emotion that he had stopped feeling years ago, Joy.

With a flustered expression he has to call upon his taciturn partner, for he knows that the way things are going between them, he will lose their target at the drop of a hat.

"Oi This guy has some skill to be flusterin my amazin' self, I need to find a better path before I stop carin' and become truly pissed. Loli which is tha best path to intercept this fool!" He continues in his pursuit of the black haired man when he sprints across a side walk a cute voice pipes up:

"I do abhor talking to people without manners Garfiel, this cute girl has a name in fact. If you don't call me properly then our lady may find out you were the reason this retrieval mission failed, I suppose."

Cursing in all of his favorite choice words from back home that he knew in his mind, he tries to reply back promptly as yet again he shoves a couple of tourists out of his way as he is slowly gaining on the fleeing young man.

"Fuck you arsehole!" says one of the already fading tourist due to the young blonde's speed.

"Ahh lovely it's tha Brits." Chuckles Garfiel in a rare moment of humor. Remembering with fondness all the tussles they had at soccer stadiums. Garf was ever the hooligan after all.

"Oi get bent ya feck'in cunt." Yells Garfiel while never turning his back with his middle finger extended. He puts the incident quickly out of his mind as he finally replies into his metia to a loli who is sporting a frown for hearing such vulgarity:

"Sorry 'bout them choice words ya heard Beatrice but I need yer help now. Despite it bein' hard t' believe my amazin' self is not gainin' on this slippery bastard." It took some guts to admit that from this prideful man, yet the mission was too critical. They had to, nay, need to acquire this man in front of them at all costs, or everything was lost.

The man in question even seems to go around leisurely as if he was in a stroll, conveying greetings to passing tourists. One even asks him a couple of questions on where the best districts with VR rooms are in, to which the boy cheerfully points to the right district. The people are grateful and bid him good health as they leave with a bounce in their step, which makes poor Garfiel's pride take a sound beating. His only help at reclaiming his lost honor rested in the hands of a cute young drill loli, that phrase already made the man's pride non-existent.

"I can see that quite clearly, I suppose. This man is used to these streets a lot more than we who aren't denizens of the area. I will say Garfiel our target does not seem to take you as serious as he did in the beginning, I wonder?" Replies the drill loli with a faint smirk on her tiny lips. As the boy with the wounded pride is about to snap, Beako gets into serious mode and calmly states:

Keep pursing, Garfiel while I finally play my part in this mission, in fact." Replies Beatrice as with swift fingers she starts typing on the Metia in front of her, activating Oracle.

Oracle is Beatrice's own creation, a software program that MI6 back in the United Kingdom wanted to get their hands on very badly when she resided there. Oracle itself informed Betty about the attempt and she was gone like the wind before they even knew what happened.

The befuddled agent in charge of apprehending the cute loli, noticed a cute pink sticky note on the vanity dresser where our drill loli would sit down and practice her best pouting expressions to make sure for one of them to eventually soften her mother's cold heart.

In elegant cursive writing it said:

"Betty appreciates the hospitality the English have always made sure to offer and while It is with sorrow that Betty is leaving such a wonderful room, this cute girl does not like when her status goes from esteemed guest to captive, in fact. So it is with little fanfare that Betty and Oracle bid your fair agency farewell and until next time when we are on opposing sides, I suppose.

Signed by,

Beatrice Hacker Extraordinaire.

And since then the world over has always fought to pay for Beatrice's incredible skills and infiltration abilities that can hack into the most secure sites in whichever country they are located in, but that is a story for another time.

A police surveillance drone that was in the vicinity of this frantic pursuit jerked to a stop, and now under the control of the drill hair loli it starts tracking the black haired boy. And then from that drone a signal on an invisible wavelength gets sent out to worker drones, construction drones, maintenance drones, until the smug loli had under her deft hands has an army of automatons.

At her beck and call for anything her cute heart desired, and right now what she desires is one thing, the boy in their captivity before others try to get him like they have already tried numerous times.

With another quick swipe all traffic lights change to green just when the boy was going to cross the wide street, impeding him from continuing that route. Simultaneously, while all of this was happening a detailed map of the current area her tracker and prey were located in, presents itself on a third monitor in front of Beatrice.

"Garfiel you are one hundred feet from our target, Betty went ahead and disrupted the route he was going to use by changing the traffic lights, I suppose. He seems flustered and is looking around for another avenue of escape. By what Betty is viewing with the map is that is shows he will be going right. Exactly where we want him since there is a heavy construction vehicle blocking the sidewalk, in fact.

Which he will not be expecting since Betty just moved it there with grace and speed. Despite his familiarity with the area Betty has some tricks up her sleeves. Flustered he will go into one of the alleyways that all lead to a dead end, and that is where our opportunity shall present itself. I have also taken control of two dozen drones and robots in order to direct traffic and give us the chance to work under cover. Do not miss this chance Betty provided you with, I suppose."

"Oi what makes ya so sure? I am approachin' where he is at n'he could go either way. There are too many civilians in tha way for me to have to double back." Questions Garfiel angrily since he couldn't be rash and go all out here. The ramifications are too great to consider. If he injured any amount of civilians the Japanese Defense Police Force would show up and they are not into welcoming a suspicious Irish Hunter and drill loli international super hacker.

"Because if Betty's Oracle says he will then that is that, in fact. Besides, the left path only leads to some abandoned industrial warehouses where some branches of the yakuza like to conduct what are known as less than fair transactions, also where there would not be many people at all. Our target has proven to not have a death wish and seems smart enough to realize what an erroneous move that would make on his part, I suppose."

Replies Beako as her dainty fingers never left her Metia and with flawless concentration, she analyzes all the incoming data with ease, while then inputting additional commands into her Oracle that is able to foresee which way the boy will go, as well as calculating the foot traffic of the pedestrians, and how they will subconsciously move according to the flow of people.

After a quick calculation, the Oracle has taken into account the boy's heightened emotional response, distress at being pursued, and anger at himself for being pursued in less than an hour, and the results were out.

" 98.63% Is the answer Garfiel, in fact. So don't give Betty any more headaches and lets complete this job. I still have to find out the whereabouts of the other team that tried to steal our target. Hmph, they just aren't as good as Betty, I suppose."

Pouts out an irritated Beako since she was supposed to stay on top of things, yet it appears that this boy has either the best timing or worst, considering his fate or the luck of them chancing on meeting him in a stroke of luck.

The blonde man grunts in affirmation as he decides to end this wild chase before any real trouble showed up. He sprints even faster now as his enhancements awaken in full force. He needs to get this man, he is his chance of finally having a good and carefree life with his sister, since this world can be very dangerous to animal enhanced siblings like them. And while their lady is of the firm and equality mentality, she also seems to be a rather weak leader, snorts Garfiel as he zeroes in on the boy.

"Damn what the fuck! The road was just clear and I know for a fact it was at least two more minutes until all the high speed traffic was to be let go ahead. Now what am I going to do? Dodge the cars and get wasted? No thank you, let's look at our other options." Sighs the exasperated young man as he looks around for another avenue of escape.

To his left is where all the scum of Neo Shibuya likes to hang out and play mob boss, and while not exactly scared of tough neighborhoods he knows if they realize who he is then they will make sashimi out of him.

Quickly crossing that option out he looks to his right to a residential neighborhood full of antique stores still selling old paperback books and manga that he and his weeb master like checking out still. The boy thinks quickly:

"Sure that route seems like the easiest to escape towards, but why does everything feel so planned. I feel like a mouse that has finally braved the scary labyrinth and when seeing the cheese, jumps forward without looking at the trap underneath it. Hmm, Fuck Let's look at where I came from."

It takes all of one glance to alarm the boy as the Hunter he even started thinking of as a cute grumpy tiger starts to reveal his fangs. Staring at him with a smug grin, and begins approaching with an amazing speed he can now display since it seems like all the ordinance drones, security drones and , "wait what the fuck! Why would construction drones and advertising drones help steer the crowd away?!"

Realizes the sharp eyed man as he gazes closely at his dear blonde friend communicating into a metia. Realizing what that means he gazes above and the police and even reporter drones are all focused in his direction, as if he is a celebrity being hounded by the paparazzi, which isn't too far off the truth only ten times worse.

"I knew that dumb tiger couldn't have been keeping up with me as long as he didn't go full feral and stop giving a damn about civilians and incident reports. Damn I have been played! There has to be a super skilled hacker doing this, hacking government drones is illegal as fuck, not to mention hard to bypass all their anti-hacking software. And this many all at once! Fuck I underestimated this operation."

The boy curses as the tiger approaches with a smugger grin than the one he gave him earlier, when helping those tourists. Such is karma the boy says to himself.

Garfiel is feeling in a pretty good mood, as he now is in control of this game once more and as he is about to gloat before capturing this annoying man he is interrupted when the boy shouts:

"Up yours baby hunter! Keep dreaming and one day your dream self may catch this holy one. Come back in ten years when you are a grown Hunter and not this mewling whelp I see before my eyes!" As he sprints with renewed determination to the right side and flicks off his right middle finger to the startled blonde cat. As Garfiel feels utterly humiliated for the first time and was about to angrily retort, a cute voice once again startles him as a blonde drill loli appears besides him.

Beatrice is wearing a cute gothic dress, but with some new embroidery that seems like dark purple lights are always glowing and dancing around her. Her stylish hover boots gently letting her appear to be talking to Garfiel as if they are both the same height.

She puts her hands on her tiny waist and stares at Garfiel with amusement and a flicker of annoyance, only its visible off her left eye since her right has her futuristic scanner. That she uses to quickly interface with any cybernetics or encryptions in their way visually while her Oracle which is fused in her metia on her left wrist is calculating all probabilities seamlessly.

"While that was rather quite amusing to see my troubled companion, have you not realized what path our target has taken in his desperation to flee, I suppose?" Questions with a fully visible smirk the proud Loli.

The blonde man was about to shrug like fuck if he knew, then his sluggish brain realized what that meant. He is about to congratulate his smart if small partner, before he gets interrupted a second time in less than five minutes, which leave him feeling rather depressed.

"Garf, if I have to float here and listen to your gushing words of praise for this cute girl, our target will definitely double back and find another escape route, for he is no fool, in fact. Quickly let's pursue and be done with this tiring mission, I suppose." Finishes saying the drill loli as she mentally activates her boots to propel her at shocking speeds, while her gloomy companion just follows behind quietly moping he could not show off his amazing self to anyone.

(Scene Change)

The boy hits the wall of yet another dead end alleyway and knows he has been played like a fiddle, even if they don't exist anymore since wood is too expensive and rare to make music instruments. Besides why would anyone listen to that when you can just imprint the music in your metia.

"Fuuck that baby pussycat and that damn smug hacker, I have been duped." Exclaims the boy in frustration as he just lays against a wall, next to garbage cans from the restaurant nearby. The boy nearly gives up, and he just picks up a discarded menu from the restaurant on the floor and decides to enjoy his last minutes imaging eating a scrumptious last meal at Oscar's International Fine Mexican food. He remembers his fiancées surprise at how good chicken enchiladas are with a dreamy expression. Before realizing it he jumps up in joy and curses his stupidity as he realizes exactly where he is. He and his fiancé used to eat here all the time after a long time enjoying their second favorite sport. The first is of course [REDACTED].

As he is laughing out loud a cute voice suddenly interrupts his delusions, and intrigued at the cadence he turns around and is shocked by what he sees. A cute drill loli hovering a couple of feet off the ground, with purple virtual small spheres surrounding her. And to complete the crème de la crop, she is sporting a badass scanner on her right eye, while her eyes are cyan blue with pink butterflies as pupils.

"Listen here, in fa-." She shrinks back as she gets interrupted by a passionate annoying voice, like a fan would talk to their hero or celebrity of choice.

"Are you the super star hacker, Monarch Beako?! I have always wanted to meet such a cute and elegant drill loli like yourself. Ahhh if it is you that led to my eventual capture that I can at least say I do not mind losing to such an amazing loli. If I could play with your curls then all will be Hyeek-!" Cries the boy as the loli snapped out of her thoughts at hearing his last perverted words and kicks him in the stomach while increasing her propulsion on the hover boots to the MAX setting.

While the boy lays in pain moaning on the ground, Garfiel arrives and seeing the interaction that followed roars in laughter while gloating smugly:

"I wouldn' go off spoutin' frolickin' words to tha wee lass. I hav' been on the recievin' end for far too long and AGH-!" Cries out another boy as his body crumples into another wall. As Beatrice is having enough of both of these fools who act to much alike for her elegant choice she replies to her target that had recently gotten up on shaky legs:

"Listen here [OMITTED], we will have to take you with us whether you desire or not, and Betty is usually against such choices that rob oneself of their free will, in fact. However we also have no say in this matter, and can only promise you on Betty's and that embarrassing boy I call my companion that we will not hurt you or harm you in any way, I suppose."

The boy looks at his stomach incredulously and is going to reply back before he is cut off once again.

"That action was well justified as you impugned on this cute ladies honor, I dare you challenge that statement, in fact." Finishes saying the loli as if seems her eyes shine with anticipation and her little Oracle is jumping in joy at helping her lady punish this perverted miscreant.

The black haired man cheekily grins and spends a minute composing his body while thinking that this young loli can hit really hard when properly motivated, he retorts with an apologetic expression:

"Yes you are right I was too forward, sorry Beako that was rude of me, I will gladly accept any punishment except captivity, death, or money since I have none because my lovely fiancé does not trust my money management , Tch! Just because that one Saber figurine cost more than I make in a month she doesn't trust me with money, it is truly a sad affair." Exclaims the broken hearted boy as he grimly recalls his enraged fiancée dragging him back to return the priceless work of art to the original vendor, while berating him all the time.

"What did you call me, I wonder?" Expresses Beatrice as she completely glossed over everything this foolish man had said, and singularly spent all her concentration on the way he addressed her.

"Ahh, I just called you Beako, think of it as a term of endearment between two future friends that shall accomplish great things together!" Answers the man as if it the only logical answer, and looks at his new hopeful friend with a confused expression.

Beatrice just shakes in rage that she will not allow to consume her proper and cute self, and calms down but the way she gazes at the boy he knows he may have committed a capital offense.

"I and that boy Garfiel will be your new captors and transport you to our Lady, and you want to be friends and even give Betty such a crude abbreviation of her gorgeous name, I suppose?" Questions an emotionless Beatrice, as if not believing this fool for a single second.

The young man just sighs and gets to the point as Garfiel is already standing by Beatrice both posed to stun or neutralize him if he acts or says anything funny. He grins and bows with a mock fashion and proceeds to ask questions of his own;

"Fine you may be correct Beatrice and wait a minute, you are Garfiel!" The boys eyes widen in shock and recognition, which make Garfiel feel like a million suns.

"I see ya have a fine eye then for recognizn' my amazin' self, at least ya ain't half daft then." Smugly concludes the blonde haired boy with a smirk.

"Oh no, my apologies I just wanted to say that since you were looking a little left out between this epic confrontation between I and this domineering loli. I haven' the faintest idea who ya are, sorry lad." Grins the amused boy as he proceeds to humiliate and butcher the accent of the previous proud Hunter.

Before Garfiel can proceed to rip him to shreds he continues asking Beatrice who waves her hand at Garf to calm down:

"How did you know where I was going to turn, I obviously know this city better than you outsiders that have probably arrived here in the last day or so, looking lost but I assume with your superior hacking skills getting maps imprinted into your metia was not too difficult in itself. However the idea you knew I would turn here when pressed truly intrigues me."

"Well with Oracle all predictions are made to be accurate and with nearly no fails, even including human choices and will into the equation, I suppose. Oracle predicted you would turn to the right, and therefore into this alley which we had already decided to trap you in with a 98.6% accuracy. And if Oracle predicts it, then that is the future, in fact." Proudly replies Betty while playing with the silver glowing orb which brightened in happiness at its masters praise.

"Ahh I see, what a wonderful creation that A.I is. I truly admire your intelligence and creativity, it seems like I have lost this round." Sighs the boy in wonder as he picks up the discarded paper menu he was playing with.

"As Betty says, what Oracle predicts is what will happen so I sugge-." Beatrice stops her villain monologue as she gets presented the restaurant menu that the boy had.

As she and Garfiel gaze at it in question the boy wistfully looks at the restaurant and with emotion responds:

"Me and my fiancée Satella would eat here after our second favorite sport, and it is here where your precious prediction program will go in flames for you forgot to ask if the most important question."

"Wait a min' what is ya and your ladies first fav' sport?" Asks an intrigued Garfiel as he feels the answer might me quite entertaining.

"Ahh sorry that is something only adults enjoy, come back in three years and father here will expand your horizons. But Beako you did not ask your Oracle the right question. You should have asked, Will we capture Natsuki Subaru here in the alleyway." Grins Natsuki Subaru for the first time this conversation started between two naïve kidnappers. He grips his Lion's Gun behind his back and waits.

"I… what do you mean in fact! Of course we will, Oracle answer that question, I suppose!" Screams an adorably angry Loli, furious that her beloved program would be mocked. However several seconds later her face turns pale as the silver white orb dazzlingly shine turns mute and mechanically responds:

"0.00034%" replies the A.I who had done over two million calculations in a scant three seconds.

And while the shocked Loli and confused Garfiel ponder over the last abysmal prediction Subaru unveils his trump card.

"By the way Beako, Garf-san, you should know this is a Vector square and that I and my beloved Satella are the current professional champions of the sport.

I Natsuki Subaru, bid you farewell and good hunting.

Activate Lion's Greifhaken!

And with a realistic lion roar, the proud A.I grappling gun quickly shoots out and anchors on to the seventh floor of another building and within less than two seconds, Natsuki Subaru is gone, leaving a bewildered pair shocked out of their minds. The loli has her pride and dignity trampled on for the first time, while the proud Tiger boy wants to catch up to the man he has already labelled as his captain and ask where he can also get one of those, but in tiger form.

So the beautiful chase truly begins in the futuristic city of Neo Shibuya.

(Scene Change)

A old fashioned pamphlet is rolling around in the wind, letting destiny and fate guide it to where it belongs when suddenly being intercepted by a gloved hand. The individual that grabbed the pamphlet proceeds to stare at it, as her metia translates the foreign words into a language she can comprehend with subtitles.

"Welcome to Tokyo, and please do not forget to visit the ever lively Neo-Shibuya district, where augmented reality as well as virtual have combined into something amazing to witness!"

She smirks while her stoic companion glances at the information presented and inquires:

"Is that not where we are headed [OMITTED]-Sama?"

The Lady in question grins and replies without fanfare:

"I truly have to understand what could be so special about this boy the world is hunting down like a prized target, and whether he may be able to help me defeat the damned (inaudible), that plague who terrorize the whole world." She finishes with a thoughtful expression.

"Nyaahh they have such cute boutiques to check here, I cannot wait!" Excitingly shouts her second companion.

The Lady just smiles at her friend's usual act and gazes into the distance while holding the pamphlet and mutters softly to herself:

"Will you be our salvation, or curse Subaru-Sama?"

Thank you for reading the actual chapter of Re:Zero Dystopian Sorrows. I have decided to diverge from the original one I posted a week ago, due to it not being the vision I was hoping to have for the original content sci fi re zero. I will therefore post two different accounts. This one will not be as dark as the original, yet it is re zero suffering is implied. But it will be my baby alongside Sagebaru. I will not release on a set schedule due to how my job makes me work full time as well as odd hours.

What I will promise is that every chapter I release from either this novel or Sagebaru will be done after I and my friends and beta readers are satisfied. So If you like Sci Fi and re zero you will love this tremendously thank you for your support. If you like sci fi you will understand. The original dystopian sorrows was written from a dark place, However I feel it still has merit. And Not sure or how crazy this idea will be I will post this one's updates more, and the other one will diverge on a completely different and more ominous path. So both will be sci fi but one will be more cyberpunk, and the other blade runner. Anyway thank you and chapter two is one third completed but I will release my Sagebaru chapter before the other chap hits.

Believe it or not this idea started off as a crack fic, or cursed. Until I brainstormed more and the one individual that kept up with my insanity is my close friend Comrade Elmo on discord and he made an account on Fan fiction as well which I will surely tag him too. Thank you and enjoy, an original story that has the re zero camps facing crazy situations in several countries and capitals. This is Oteycri000 signing out.