While it seemed as though these Sekirei could take a good deal of physical damage to their body as a whole, they terminated surprisingly quickly when their organs were targeted, even if the damage was something even a normal human would be able to survive. Though this was when Kuro had used precision based damage. She was still unsure of how a wider area of effect would work on deterring the aliens, but at least this confirmed that they weren't unstoppable juggernauts. The damage she inflicted upon the woman could have just as easily been done by a man with a sniper rifle, though it would need to be an antitank one.

The Sekirei's skin, while smooth to the touch, was as hard as hell to pierce. Each of the hollow bone needles that Kuro threw didn't penetrate nearly as much as she expected as they entered the woman's flesh. These were throwing needles she could have thrown at a solid stone wall and expected them to exit the other side, but they hardly even went in more than two inches in most places.

What kind of person would just release these kinds of thing into a populated city and let them be bond to random individuals? Did they not realize just how dangerous such a thing was, or did they have some kind of fail-safe that could terminate a Sekirei that went rogue, either through their own Sekirei or some kind of non-conventional weapon.

Light poured out of the dark Sekirei's back from the points were Kuro knew that her Sekirei mark had been and the woman's prana began to shift about, going into a sort of dormant state. After being sure that the woman was terminated, Kuro dismissed the Black Keys she had created to pin the Sekirei in place and let the body fall to the ground.

"Your Norito, now!" The human shouted, pulling Kuro's attention back to the two remaining enemies. That word, Norito caused her to pause. She understood it to be some kind of final skill that winged Sekirei possessed, like a powerful mystery. Perhaps it's their equivalent to a Noble Phantasm. The word, Norito itself means a prayer to a miracle.

At that moment, she was divided between the instincts of a survivor telling her to stop the enemy before they could get off their attack, and the curiosity of just what a Norito was. If she was going to be fighting against them in the future, it was best to have firsthand experience of what they are. Was that not why she was there in the first place?

However, what she didn't expect to see was the Ashikabi seemingly orally raping the remaining Sekirei, causing a pair of golden wings made of finely shaped rays of light so that each feather looked like a work of art. The amount of prana coming from the blond woman exploded to a level that would match Gilgamesh when the prick was showing off.

Then the girl started to speak out a Mantra.

"The trident of my pledge... become the wave which will wash away my Ashikabi's fears." Kuruse said, her voice seeming broken even as her golden prana gathered and started to take shape. Ripples of golden light filled the air as hundreds and then thousands of golden tridents appeared, suspended by invisible hands.

Kuro froze slightly at the sight of the thousands of tridents that were primed to attack. It wasn't from fear or even being impressed with the scale of the 'Norito'. She had been on both sides of such attacks before. The thing that had shocked her was the voices.

Each and every one of the tridents carried with it Kuruse's emotions, and Kuro could hear her inner struggle projected from each and every one of the golden weapons. Thousands upon thousands of voices, layering over each other. Desire, longing, pleasure... confusion... disgust, fear, hopelessness. Love and hate. Contradicting feelings fighting against each other in a whirlpool of emotional energy and power. It was so loud that Kuro felt like her head was going to split in two, and before she could recover herself, the tridents began the decent.

"Trace on!" Kuro said calling up what she needed in order to protect herself. Two copies of the same short dagger appeared in each hand.

Kuro had no delusions about being able to deflect them all with just Kanshou and Bakuya. No matter how skilled you are, you can't deflect ten weapons nearly instantaneously if you don't bend time itself, or have simply unreal speed. Even in her fight with Gilgamesh, she hadn't been able to guard against all of his attacks, and that had been inside of the Unlimited Blade Works. She had been made to resort to using more tricks and powerful defensive Noble Phantasms in order to survive the waves of weaponry and close the distance.

However, these tridents weren't at the level of Gilgamesh's Noble Phantasms. The constructed weapons, weakened by their own unbalanced nature, were barely a match for a normal sword with an average reinforcement. So while a thousand of them was near impossible to avoid, they lacked in individual piercing power.

The Kris Taming Sari, or Flower Shield Kris, was a Noble Phantasm of the famed warrior Hang Tuah. While the ceremonial blade, with its oddly shaped hilt and guard, might not have been ideally shaped for combat, but it carried a strong defensive effect. Within its legend anyone who held the Kris could not suffer physical harm. As such, only the strongest of physical attacks could get through the two copies of the Noble Phantasms' combined effect.

Kuro then reinforced her clothes to their limit without losing flexibility and began to deflect the oncoming attacks, focusing on the ones that were aimed towards her face, though hardly any were. Kuro stopped hundreds of blades, but a hundred more got through, striking her new clothes and leave small cuts. It looked as though she would need to throw this set away after the fight was over.

With each attack that came at her, her Unlimited Blade Works copied the construct and tried to decipher the emotions that lay within. Each and every one of them was a confusing mess. But as more and more of the tridents were copies, a solitary underling thought seemed to be constantly present.

'Please, let it end.'


By the time the first volley was done, Kurogane looked as though she had hardly been scratched. Kuruse had launched over a thousand tridents, but there was nothing to show for it other than a few small cuts to the smaller Sekirei's clothes. She had not once managing to break the skin.

It was a shock for Kuruse. While her tridents won't enough to kill most Sekirei, her Norito had never failed to terminate its target before. How was it that this free Sekirei who could only depend on her own power resist her Norito?

"What!? How is she still standing?!" Koya shouted, before throwing Kuruse a glare that reached her core. The feedback coming from the Norito was causing his attitude towards her to hurt even more than usual. "Damn you stupid bitch, can't you do anything right!" He raised his fist, punching Kuruse in the face. The blow couldn't physically hurt a Sekirei, but all of Kuruse's tridents shuttered as the hit shook her confused heart. "Hurry up and kill her!"

"W...what?" Kuruse gasped. "Kill her? But I thought..."

"No you didn't think! That scrapped brat is more trouble than she is worth! We've already wasted enough on this!" The man spat as he glared at Kuro. "Just kill her so we can go!"

"But... can't we just..." Kuruse started, her eyes widening.

"Shut up and do what I tell you! Stop holding me back with your stupid crap and kill her already! Don't just aim to terminate, give it all you got! I want her dead! I command you to do it!" Koya shouted at Kuruse.

The hairs on Kuruse's back prickled as she heard his command. She didn't want to do it. She didn't want to kill another Sekirei. She didn't want to. But she couldn't ignore her Ashikabi. She could feel the desire to do whatever it was that he asked of her. To fulfill his every whim so that he might love her. She couldn't fight it. No matter how much she wanted it to end. She couldn't fight those feelings.

"Do you want to be free?" Kuruse's eyes widened in surprise, at hearing Kurogane words. The small girl with his pink velvet hair looked at Kuruse with a sort of pity in her eyes. "Do you want to escape your pledge?"

Kuruse looked at Kurogane for a second, wanting to replay, but not sure how. She didn't know what she wanted. The more she tried to figure out what she wanted, the more confused she got, and the more her heart hurt.

"Kuruse! Stop hesitating and just do it already! You useless bitch, Yahan wouldn't have hesitated for a moment!" Koya shouted, causing the impulse to do as he said to grow even stronger.

Wordlessly, Kuruse raised her hand and more and more tridents started to appear, each one pointing directly at Kurogane as the girl stood there. But before Kuruse's will crumbled and the attack was launched, the small Sekirei started to chant something.

"My body is made out of swords... My blood is of iron and my heart of glass."

Kuruse was shocked to see large wings of silver blade like feathers appearing from behind the girl as she said her Norito. It shouldn't have been possible. A Sekirei couldn't use their Norito without a kiss from their Ashikabi. Not only that but the girl's words continued, something more, not a prayer, more like instructions.

"Trace on. Begin projection. Ending resonance of possession experience. Processes, completed. All projections, standby." She said raising a hand, mirroring Kuruse's own position.

Then, swords started to appear. Hundreds of swords of all shapes and sizes, their numbers increasing until they matched Kuruse's own weapons. Kuruse felt a bit of awe, standing on this side of such an attack.

"What are you doing!? Stop her!" Koya ordered, his words ringing inside of Kuruse's ears, pressing her into releasing her attack.

The tridents were shot through the air by an invisible force, but at the same time the swords flew in to intercept them. The air was filled with the sound of metal smashing against metal. Everywhere she looked, she could see trident and sword clash before both would be destroyed in a cloud of golden and blue light.

And in the middle of it all, Kurogane started to walk, as if she was unconcerned about all of the weapons flying through the air. She moved in no real hurry straight up to Kuruse who was still held still by her confused mind and the effort of her Norito.

The girl looked up at her and she was... smiling. It was a kind smile. As if she understood. She held up on of her hands to reveal an oddly colored rusted dagger. It was so oddly shaped to be considered a real weapon. "With this, I will set you free."

Kuruse could hardly hear Koya's shouts over the noise from all of the battling weapons. Nor could she really hear herself think. She just watched as the dagger moved towards her arm and gave her an almost undetectable prick, like the thinnest of needles. It was something that hardly even broke the skin, but with that smallest of actions, the darkness around Kuruse seemed to shatter.

She felt her Norito cancel, all of the weapons she had created with it disappearing in an instant as the power that brought them into being disappeared. The sound of metal scrapping against metal was gone, and more importantly that sound that had been buzzing the in back of her mind. That thing had been there ever since she had been winged.

She couldn't explain it, but she could feel it. She could feel as her Sekirei mark dissolved away into nothing. But even without it, she was still conscious. She hadn't been terminated.

"H...how." Kuruse said in wonder, looking up into the trees as she just let it all sink in. It felt like a storm had finally blown over. She was surprised she didn't see a rainbow. All the weight she had been carrying just moments ago simply vanishing from her shoulders. She felt so light, so in control, so... free.

"Don't just stand there! She's two feet in front of you! Do something!" The high feeling the Kuruse felt quickly went sour at the sound of the man's voice. She turned her head to look at her Ash... no... not her Ashikabi. Not anymore. All the feelings of awe, longing, hope, subservience, they were all gone. She was no longer some love sick puppy forced to endure his kicks. All that remanded were the feelings which had been hers all along.

Koya's voice became stuck in his throat as he saw the usually meek Sekirei's face contort in a look of pure hatred. "You... you... you..." She half growled over and over again, her arms starting to trembled. Finally, she snapped out of the loop and shrieked at the man at the top of her lungs. "You bastard!"

A trident appeared in her hand and she moved in on the sick punk. Koya stumbled back, putting up his hands to defend himself. The trident moved up, slipping one of the gaps around his one of his upraised hands before pushing him off his feet and too the ground, the blade sinking into the ground with ease as she pressed it down in order to keep him pinned by his captured hand.

"Do you have any idea..! Any idea what it was like!" Kuruse screamed, creating a second trident and repeating what she had done before, only with the other hand. "The things you did to me! The thing you made me do!"

Koya's reflector glasses had fallen off when he had been thrown to the ground and now he was looking up at his former Sekirei with terrified eyes from his helpless position on the ground. He tried to struggled, but the metal at his wrists won't budge."Kuruse, what are you doing! Stop! I said stop it! I'm ordering you to stop! You can't do this to me!"

Kuruse's breathing was becoming more and more rapid as she lifted up her hand one more time, making yet another weapon. "You are not my master." Kuruse said with a growl. "Not anymore."

Koya squeezed his eyes closed, too cowardly to face the end that he had gained himself. Kuruse was about to drive down the trident into his head, but before she could a hand touched her arm. It didn't grab her, or try to physically stop her, but it caused her to stall all the same.

Kurogane was looking up at Kuruse. "He doesn't have the power to hurt you. Not anymore." Her eyes seeming to look straight through her. "I don't have the right to stop you." She said, her voice sympathetic. "Just remember that this is your chose, and you will have to live with it. Do you honestly want him to make you a killer?"

Kuruse looked from the smaller Sekirei and then back to the bastard who was pinned in front of her. It slowly dawned on her that she was about to cross the line, and do something that couldn't be undone. The kind of thing that she had been struggling against ever since her freedom had first been stolen by the man. She had struggled to maintain that sense of honor under him. The memory of all those times she had experienced the pain of disappointing her Ashikabi where still fresh in her mind. Those times when she had purposely make a mistake, or delay his plans in order to let a free Sekirei escape.

By the time Kurogane lowered her arm, the moment of rage that would have led her to kill had passed, and Kuruse was beginning to cry. The tridents disappeared as she collapsed to her knees, covering her face in her hands as the tears streamed down her face.

Realizing his hands were free, the human scampered across the ground like a crab, not once looking away from the Sekirei that had nearly just did him in. It wasn't until his head hit up against a tree that he pulled himself up onto his feet and began to run.

Kurogane watched as the man went, before turning to look at the crying trident user. Kuruse was sobbing so hard that she started to choke on it. Awkwardly, the little Sekirei reached up a hand and started to pat Kuruse on the back, trying to help her.

"It's alright. Just breath in through your nose, and out through your mouth." Kurogane advised Kuruse. The blond Sekirei tried to do what she was told, trying to get some kind of hold over herself.

But even though she was crying, it wasn't entirely out of sadness.

"I'm free... I'm really free." Kuruse said, something like joy in the words that came out between her sobs. "Thank you, Kurogane. Thank you."

"Kuro." The smaller Sekirei said. "Just call me Kuro." The sound of helocopters start to be heard over the sound of Kuruse's crying, circling the area, as if trying to find the best spot for a landing.

"The MBI is here." Kuro guessed, looking in the direction the copter was in before looking back to Kuruse. "Hey, I'm getting out of here before they show up. I suggest you do the same." Before Kuruse could say anything else, Kuro was jumping up into the treeline and running away.

Kuruse was there for another minute, before she had regained control of herself, wiping away the tears with the back of her hand before pausing. The hand slowly lowered to her heart which was still beating faster than normal. She could feel a mild heat moving through her body. "Kuro..." Kuruse said, unsure why she couldn't get that name out of her mind, why it was making her smile.


"That bitch... that bitch attacked me." Koya said, unable to believe what had happened. He was struggling through the trees, having a much harder time of it without his Sekirei there to assist him. "That little scrapped brat did something. Dammit, I can't believe she made Kuruse turn on me! She was my Sekirei!"

"Turn on you, you say?" A sarcastic voice said, causing Koya to stop in his tracks. A unsettling presence filled the air, prompting Koya to gag as a feeling a death and rot swept over him. His head turned, as if pulled towards a spot up in the tree ahead of him where the voice had originated from to see a woman with gray hair and horrifying hawk like eyes staring down at him, a sadistic smile on her lips, and the disciplinary squads' coat on her shoulders.

Koya felt the blood drain out of his face. His uncovered eyes widening in terror. He knew the woman from reputation. The leader of MBI's disciplinary squad, the Kuro Sekirei.

"How about you tell me all about it?"


Since some people seemed to not like the length of the last chapter, just consider this to the second half of it. Though I personally like chapters being more like 3-5K words long. Not just when writing but when reading them too. A 15k word chapter is like a marathon when you are dyslexic.

Someone who actually has some knowledge of the visual novel that Kuruse and Yahan came from informed me that Kuruse's ability was actually the power to teleport objects too herself rather than creating them like it says in the Wiki. She just happened to use it to teleport tridents from a weapons locker full of the things at the MBI. Still say teleporting away your enemy's panties would be a more effective tactic, but then again, most of the Sekirei don't really care about modesty.

But I've already written her out as being someone who makes tridents, so I'm going to continue with it. Just being honest and saying that I made a mistake.