Hyperdimension Neptunia is owned by Compile Heart, Idea Factory, Sega and whomever else worked on it.

So... Who wants to see what happened in the past with Blanc?

...No one?

Too bad! You're getting an interlude!

Interlude: White

"What's this?" The CPU of Lowee sneered as she looked at the Fearicite crystal as it glowed and pulsed. Before she could get an answer from anything, there was a blinding flash of light. When the light died down, she looked at the Fearicite crystal once more and saw a new person there. "...Who are you?"

"Um... I'm Blanc," the short, petite girl smiled softly. "Who are you?"

"I'm the CPU of Lowee, that means you're my younger sister." The white-haired woman stared at Blanc. The newly born CPU Candidate had short, brown hair, blue eyes and was wearing a white sundress. "You're Lowee's CPU Candidate then."

"I see," Blanc smiled at her big sister and walked towards her. "I'm glad that I can..."

The next thing Blanc knew, she was on the ground, her face stinging.

"Let's get one thing straight." Her elder sister sneered and turned her back on Blanc, who was holding her cheek in confusion. "I do not care for you." She turned her head to look at Blanc. "But it's my job to mold you into a CPU." A smirk came to her face. "I guarantee you... It will be fun. For me, not for you."

Blanc wondered what that meant. "But..."

Her sister suddenly spun and kicked her in the back as hard as she could, sending the newly born CPU Candidate flying across the room. "NEVER SPEAK TO ME WITHOUT MY PERMISSION, YOU LITTLE SHIT SUCKER!"

The CPU growled at Blanc as she started to cry. "Just shut up. You're going to be the CPU one day, maybe, so you might want to learn to toughen up." She smirked as she walked up to the brown-haired girl and reached down and under the girl's skirt to grab her panties and pulled them up between Blanc's butt hard enough that she lifted Blanc off the ground like that. "Oh the fond memories we'll have of each other." She chuckled and carried Blanc out of the room by her underwear.

The cries of pain only made her laugh.

(-)

Five years later...

Blanc trembled as she limped out of the Basilicom. "Sis was really mean today." She looked at her foot as it dragged across the ground uselessly after her sister broke her ankle. 'Why?' Blanc thought to herself as tears fell from her eyes. 'What did I do wrong? Why does she hate me so much?'

Even the citizens of Lowee hated her. Most everyone just looked at her with contempt and disgust. Her sister even brought her out to the town square and told the citizens to beat her until she was pissing and shitting blood. "I hate them all so much." She could feel a nasty, cold, vile sensation in her chest eating away at her.

After several minutes, Blanc found herself in an alleyway, where she sank to the ground and trembled before crying. 'Why? Why do they all hate me so much?'

She got no answer as she cried herself to sleep. Even if someone found her and beat her or even killed her, she wouldn't care. Her life had been nothing but pain and suffering after all.

(-)

Hours later...

Blanc sighed as she felt something warm and comfortable around her. 'Am I dreaming?' Perhaps she had died? 'After all, this is too nice for me.' Slowly opening an eye, she looked around the room. "...Where am I?"

"You're awake." A voice spoke up and Blanc looked as a young woman with long brown hair and brown eyes who was wearing brown leggings, a blue shirt with a barrette on her head walked into the room. "I was worried when I saw how badly your leg was messed up."

"...Who are you?"

"Name's C-Sha." She smiled at Blanc. "What's your name?"

"...Blanc." Blanc answered as she gave C-Sha a suspicious look.

"Blanny, huh?" C-Sha smiled at Blanc. "Nice to meet you."

Blanc blinked at the name. "...Blanny?" C-Sha nodded and Blanc sighed and looked down. "...Why? Are you just going to make me feel nice before beating me up too?"

"Huh?" C-Sha gave her a confused look. "What do you mean?" She sighed as Blanc looked away and was silent. "I can't help you, Blanny, if you don't..."

"You know who I am." Blanc looked at C-Sha. "I'm the CPU Candidate of Lowee."

"Oh!" C-Sha's eyes widened as she realized what that meant. "So you're next in line to become a Void, huh?" Blanc nodded at her. "Hmm, that sucks."

Blanc said nothing, knowing that C-Sha would leave her now that she knew and... "Huh?" Blanc blinked as a portable gaming device was plopped in front of her. "What?" She blinked and looked at C-Sha.

"Wanna play some fighting games?" C-Sha asked, smiling.

"...Sure." Blanc wasn't sure why C-Sha was playing with her, but it was kind of nice.

(-)

One year later...

The CPU of Lowee frowned as she saw Blanc leave the Basilicom with a small smile on her face. "What is going on?" She asked no one in particular. "That little bitch should have transformed by now." Something was causing her heart to not be completely filled with rage, hate and despair. "Well..." She smirked as a black glow covered her body. "Time to see just what's going on."

(-)

"C-Sha!" Blanc smiled as she ran up to her friend. "We're hunting monsters today?" The two were at the edges of the jungle of Lowee.

"Yep." C-Sha smiled at Blanc. It had taken her so many months to get Blanc to even smile a little and no matter how badly injured or sad Blanc was, C-Sha was there for her, offering her support and holding her when she was crying and fixing her body when she was dealing with broken bones and other injuries. "You ready, Blanny?"

Blanc nodded and pulled out a large hammer. "Yes, I'll..."

"So THIS is why you're still a worthless little shit, huh?" A voice that had Blanc turn pale suddenly spoke up and both she and C-Sha slowly turned and looked up into the sky at the CPU of Lowee.

"L-l-l-lady Red Void..." C-Sha gulped and trembled. "I was just..."

"Shut up!" Red Void snarled as she flew to the ground. Her processor was a red one-piece that covered her modest breasts, crotch and butt with knee-high boots and elbow-length gloves on her hands. "It's because of you... It's because of you!" She screamed and flew at C-Sha, only to find Blanc was in front of her. "Move it, you little shit stain."

Blanc shook her head. "NO! Why?! Why are you so damn mean to me all the time?! WHAT DID I DO TO YOU?!"

"You were born." Red Void snarled at her. "If you didn't want me to treat you like this, you shouldn't have been born. It's your own sad, pathetic fate that you ended up like this."

"What are you talking about?" C-Sha asked, getting a sigh from Red Void.

"Because, you idiot, you need to feel fear, hatred, pain and suffering and nothing more, in order to transform." Red Void shook her head. "And thanks to this little slut," she snorted at C-Sha's attire, "you've been feeling happiness."

"S...So what?" Blanc trembled. "I won't let you, GAH!" She cried out as Red Void grabbed her by her throat, lifted her up and slammed her hard on the ground.

"Just shut up." Red Void suddenly had an idea and looked at C-Sha before grinning. "Oh, Blanc..." Blanc sniffled as Red Void let go of her. "I'll tell you what. I'll stop hurting you."

Blanc stared at her. "You... You will?" She felt a stirring of hope. If her sister was going to stop tormenting her she could finally enjoy herself.

"Yes," Red Void smirked at Blanc. "But... On one condition." She leaned in close to Blanc and pointed at C-Sha. "Kill her."

"...Wh...What?" Blanc asked, trembling as her eyes started to water. "What do you mean, kill her?"

C-Sha trembled and backed up. "Blanny, you..."

"She's not really your friend," Red Void smirked at her, "she's just scared you'll become a Void, so she's giving you nice feelings so that you won't transform. But don't worry, Blanc... I promise to stop torturing you if you kill her."

"I... I..." Blanc trembled and looked at C-Sha. Memories of the time they played together, of when C-Sha took her for walks, when C-Sha fed her and even bathed her. "I...I can't..."

"Blanny..." C-Sha smiled at her.

"If you can't," Red Void pulled out a blaster pistol. "Then I will!" She pointed at C-Sha and pulled the trigger.

"NO!" Blanc screamed as she watched C-Sha's chest explode in an eruption of blood, bone and gore. As C-Sha fell to the ground, not moving and blood covered Blanc's face, the little girl started to glow red as the energy pooled in front of her chest. "You... You... GAAAAAAH!"

A black energy pillar surrounded Blanc as her screams of agony filled the sky.

"About fucking time." Red Void smirked as she waited for the light to fade away.

"You bitch..." White Void glared at Red Void. "I'll kill you!"

Red Void smirked at her. "Please, do try."

(-)

Minutes later...

White Void stared at the broken and dead body of Red Void and started chuckling. "I did it. You fucking bitch I..." She turned and saw C-Sha's body not too far away. "Oh no! C-Sha!" Running over, she quickly picked up the dying girl. "Talk to me."

"Hey..." C-Sha coughed, blood coming out of her mouth. "Blanny... I'm sorry."

"Don't talk." White Void whispered to C-Sha, tears falling out of her eyes. "I won't let you die, I promise. We'll get you to a healer and..."

C-Sha smiled at her. "It's... Too late... For me. But... Blanny... Please... Don't..." She couldn't finish her statement as her life finally came to an end and she closed her eyes forever.

"C-Sha..?" White Void shook her. "C-Sha?" She shook her some more. "C-SHA!" She screamed to the heavens as her friend, the only person who was ever kind to her, died in her arms.

Her eyes glowing, White Void snarled and looked at Lowee City. "They'll pay! THEY'LL ALL PAY!" She screamed and carried C-Sha back to the Basilicom.

After burying C-Sha's corpse in the flower garden in front of her room, White Void turned to the city of Lowee and let out a massive scream of anger. "NONE OF YOU HELPED ME! NONE OF YOU HELPED HER! NONE OF YOU DESERVE TO LIVE!"

It was said that by the time White Void's anger had finally relented, anywhere from fifteen to thirty percent of all the citizens of Lowee had met their end at her hand.

It would be known as the day of the Bloody Void, and the start of the terror that was White Void.

End Interlude White

...No, I wasn't twirling a mustache and going "Nyahahahahahaha! I shall make them all cry!"

But man, poor Blanc.