A/N: For disclaimer look into prologue.

As DMC3 is a prequel to DMC series that means that timeline there is around nineties at furthest, so I'll just assume that it was 1995 (if any of you dear readers have more precise info on that, you can PM me) and move along. Although time of appearance into Sekirei universe would be a little sooner than start of canon.

Without further ado, enjoy next chapter.

Shinto Teito, previously Tokyo, year 2020, 22:42

It was late evening in the city of Shinto Teito, which was previously known as Tokyo, capital city of Japan that got bought out by MBI Corporation. How and why they did it remains a mystery for any average citizen of Japan. But still facts remain the same, no matter the ways and resources of modern-day large companies. And in this city, owned by money and ambition on this late evening sky was behaving strange.

It could have caused panic, if not for the fact, that this occurrence lasted for a few moments, without interfering with any kind of electronics, or the fact that sky was rather cloudy at the moment. So, most people who saw that event thought that it was a somewhat unusual type of lightning. It was orange in color with wisps of red out there that flare of light fluctuated few times before dissipating. Somewhat unusual color for lightning but not unheard of.

But there were some people who wouldn't think of that as just lightning. And reasons for this included such as sound of thunder resembled roar of a pack of wild ravenous beasts and wails of tortured humans at the same time. Or the fact that wisp of red light created illusions of stained glass windows in circular pattern. Or the last reason, most easily dismissed but most definite.

Every single person in the city felt a slight chill of fear creep down their spine as if great calamity passed its gaze over them and looked elsewhere, forgetting about them. No man or woman, strong or weak, young or old escaped that feeling, though much fewer of them paid attention to it. And those who felt it pass had different reactions about that.

Anticipation, surprise, wariness, fear, bloodlust, hope, anger – these were just easiest to describe but there were so much more. And in wake of these feelings almost everyone missed the fact that this 'lightning' spewed out few objects.

One of them dropped in the park near eastern parts of the city. A woman was walking close by and after noticing that something landed not further than hundred meters away from her, hurried there after feeling her heart skip a beat, long dark-brown hair flowing behind her back.

Other fallen down close to docks, where were no witnesses except for young woman with long black hair in somewhat exotic black garb wrapped around her shoulders. She looked around before stealthily moving to the crash site.

And the last flying object remained unseen except for those who stumbled upon it. Time will show who found it and what kind of consequences this will bring.

But for now, life flows as did before. Pieces are set, yet the first move still has to be done. The question is…

Who will make it?

Few minutes earlier, eastern districts

"Yaawn" - young woman was walking around evening city, not bothered by emptying streets as night take hold of the city. And because this day consisted of long hours filled with running around in search of one special person, she was quite tired. So, she yawned again. – "Yawn… And today yet again I haven't found my Ashikabi. Well, looks like it's pretty late, so I better return or landlady gonna nag at me again. I'm too sleepy for this right now…"

With this, shoulders of this young woman slumped somewhat and she changed direction in which she goes. Her long dark brown hair follow her movements as she shakes her head to get rid of what little sleepiness she had. She raises her hand to fix little pony-tail on the left side of her head. She wears Capri jeans and long-sleeved belly top with pink sleeves, violet body and golden star on her chest. All her clothes are form fitting, they almost look too tight, which is not surprising with her wide hips, slim waist and well-endowed chest. Her name is Uzume and she isn't human.

Her species are known as Sekirei. Genetically and in appearance they're very close, but still there're few stark differences. Such as greatly increased physical strength and toughness, better reflexes, coordination and senses. Although some of them manifest unique abilities, such as her manipulation of fabric. So, as long as she is dressed she is not completely defenseless.

Just like Uzume was going to her home, carefully trying to get out of the streets without getting into too much trouble. While she was going close to one of the city parks, she felt something strange. Rush of excitement mixed with slight feeling of dread with the source that her instincts pointed to the sky. She turned her head there and saw one of the most unusual sights she could remember. It last no more than three seconds yet she clearly remembered every detail. Her ears, more sensitive than such of an average human clearly picked and discerned loud noises, which definitely wasn't thunder. It sounded more like beastly roars mixed with tortured wails, almost as if it came from something alive, though Uzume could swear that no beast or man is capable of such a sound, containing so much bloodlust, agony, fear and hatred. And with her eyesight she was capable of seeing and memorizing shining patterns of red and yellow that looked like stained glass windows. And just as this lightshow disappeared she noticed the last strange thing on this evening.

A falling object came into closest park. She didn't discern anything about this object aside from the fact that it was about as big as human and gave of a glimpse of red color. She heard a sound of crash in the tree and hurried there, not noticing that her heartbeat quickened a little more than it should. So, after Uzume quickly reached a crash site she froze in astonishment. There, among splinters of destroyed tree, was lying a man. He looked bloody and ragged, his white hair was a little disheveled and marred with blood, and his face with sharp features that give away European heritage was similarly covered with streaks of blood. And his body… looking at his body Uzume felt as some heat rushed to her cheeks, because even under layers of dried blood, bruises and few cuts she saw perfectly sculpted muscular chest and spectacular eight-pack, that were clearly seen as he wore nothing above his belt except for opened and damaged coat made from red leather and medallion with big jewel that hangs from his neck on thick golden chain. Also he wore fingerless leather gloves, though his right one looked as if he threw it into a shredder and then put it back on, on his legs were dark baggy pants, surprisingly with just a few minor tears and combat boots in average condition.

After quickly looking him over Uzume came closer to check his condition. There was a lot of blood and he definitely crashed into a tree with his body, so it was possible that he wasn't alive. She tried to ignore her increased heartbeat and flushed face, thinking that it was just because of a picture that his body gives off. But the closer she got to him the stronger were here symptoms. They got so strong, that at last two steps she fallen to her knee, her breath ragged and deep.

"No way… I'm reacting to him! That means that he is definitely alive but he still in a bad condition. I need to get him to a hospital. MBI facilities are out, good thing that Hiyamakay hospital is close by. But first…" – After these thoughts Uzume got closer to the man lying on a ground. Her body was wrecked by intense reaction, sweat was dripping down her face, and heat of her body was so intense as if she was burning from inside out. With swift breathing she brought her face closer to his. He was in deep slumber, so he didn't give of any indication of being aware of her approach. And then she kissed him fully on the lips.

As soon as her lips touched his she felt new sensation wash over her. Uzume felt as energy raced through her body giving her extremely pleasurable sensation from release of her reaction. With moan from her throat wings of bright white energy unfurled from her back while Uzume was arching her back.

"By the veil of my contract, my Ashikabi's nightmares will be dispelled!" – In half-trance Uzume recited her Norito, finalizing formation of a bond with her Ashikabi. After that she took another glance at her new life partner and with a small and happy smile placed one of her hands on his head. "Don't worry; I will help you get better soon."

After that she took him on her hands to bring him to hospital.

"Oof… For that you will owe me a dozen princess' carries once you get better." If Uzume wasn't sure that he was completely out of it she could swore that he shuddered at word 'owe'. Oh, well, it was probably just her imagination. She was glad that she has got her Ashikabi and would've been completely giddy if he wasn't in such terrible shape.

Well, nothing to do, except for gently and fast carry him to a hospital!

Around the same time, MBI monitoring room.

Minaka Hiroto was having fun. Oh, he was having so much fun! Today was yet another glorious day at which Sekirei Plan smoothly moves along.

He was clothed in fully white suit, completed with white gloves, white cape with big stand-up collar and rectangular glasses which reflected light, hiding his eyes from view. His haircut captured attention as much as his strange choice of clothes as it was just as white, quite long and stood straight in all directions as if he stuck his fingers into electric socket for a few minutes. On his face was a gleeful grin that threatened to split his face apart with how wide it was.

"The Age of gods is upon us. I feel it in the earth, I feel it in the water, and I… Quack!" – His moment of fun which consisted of cool and stylish (in his opinion) monologue was interrupted by 'Flying Pad of Doom'™ right into his face, courtesy of his right-hand woman and love of his life (he is quite delusional about many things, you know) Sahashi Takami.

She was a middle-aged woman with only head full of grey hair reaching her shoulders showing her age. Aside from that she has youthful face, marred by frown directed at her only superior in the company of MBI, slender figure with sizable chest, which could make almost any girl half her age green in envy and grey eyes with sharp gaze. Takami was wearing white lab coat above black top and black trousers. In her hand she held a cigarette and a lighter.

"Shut up Minaka-Baka! I can't seem to sleep peacefully today and you're not making my headache any better." – After that she lighted a cigarette for herself, while her crazy boss was picking himself from the floor.

"Mou, Takami-kun, you're so mean to me. Why can't you have some fun once in awhile? You already got full head of grey hair; if you would worry anymore you'll get wrinkles." – The president of MBI pouted and spoke to Takami as if nothing happened, once he stood up. Though his glasses were cracked and nose bruise with tiny streak of blood coming from it.

"And whose fault is that all of my hairs are grey?!" – There was now a visible vein pulsing on her forehead. But before she could start a therapeutic session of beating her boss they both along with few of employees tasked with working on Sekirei Project were startled by loud sound signal in a room.

"No. 10 was winged!" – That was what one of the people on monitor duty said. After his words Hiroto and Takami straightened themselves up a little and took calmer and more concentrated expressions. Though Minaka was still grinning, but this time there wasn't impression of him trying to split his own face.

"Wonderful, we are one step closer to the New Age of Gods! Our little troublemaker has done next part of her role, just as she should." – Well, he was more concentrated, but still very far from complete business-like attitude.

"Display information on her Ashikabi and prepare for contact." – Meanwhile Takami was all business and waited for her commands to be followed. After a few minutes she scowled and lashed out at working employees. "Where the hell is information on Ashikabi of No.10?!"

"Ano… Sahashi-sama we can't find any information on this Ashikabi." – Closest to her guy on monitor duty cautiously said to her, knowing heavy character of his female boss and waiting for her to lash out on him.

"WHAT?!" – His expectations weren't deceived. – "You imbeciles, that is not possible, we have complete information on every person in this city down to the last homeless bum in city dump! Look again!"

"Mwa-ha-ha-ha!.." – Takami looked as she wanted to rant some more but she was interrupted by company president. – "Looks like we unlocked secret character in our game. Don't you find it exciting Takami-kun? I'm sure that this Ashikabi will bring much excitement to this game, an unknown twist in most interesting directions."

Oh, if only he knew.

"Shut up Minaka-baka!" – Takami definitely didn't share his mood as was shown by her hitting him with a new pad over his head. Where she got it, is unknown. Hammer Space for 'Pads of Doom'™? While he was whining and nursing new bump on his head, Takami took the matter in her hands. – "Gather all information possible on this new Ashikabi and fast. I want to know yesterday everything that there is to know about this person, got it?! But first display location of No.10 and her Ashikabi and use all available surveillance cameras to gather visual information on that person."

No one dared to question her orders and just in few seconds they got a picture. On this picture they saw Sekirei No.10 Uzume in casual attire, carrying unconscious and bloody man bigger than her through night streets. Aside from the fact that this Ashikabi was male they only saw that his hair was white and he wore red leather coat. Anything else they couldn't make out because of bad camera angle and constant movement of Sekirei.

"Tch, that is worthless. Where are they going?" – Takami wasn't happy with quality of their information. Basically all that they found out is that this new Ashikabi was male.

"Most likely they're heading to Hiyamakay hospital, Sahashi-sama." – It was an easy guess, as Ashikabi looked quite hurt and it was closest medical facility to their location.

"Alright, place him under supervision and inform me if his condition changes."

"Hai Sahashi-sama."

After that before anyone could say anything new or continue with their tasks there was new alarm.

"What is it this time? Another winging so soon?"

"Yes, Sahashi-sama, it's No.57 Yahan." – Other employee answered her, though he barely looked different from the last one. Maybe Universe is just too lazy to make members of grey masses too different from each other, who knows?

"Alright show me this time that we don't pay you for nothing." – While Takami grumbled Minaka was giddy at the fact that his Game moves forward.

After several minutes there was no result. During that period of waiting Takami's expression got angrier and angrier until turning downright demonic.

"Do you want to tell me that we got not one but TWO major security breaches all in a single day?" – Most of the room occupants dreaded this tone of voice. At this moment they were more afraid for their lives then for their jobs, such was the aura of the single woman in the room. Well, all except for one.

"Mwa-ha-ha-ha!.. Not one but two secret characters in our Game. This day is truly glorious, Takami-kun! Don't you think so?" – Well, Minaka's delusions are well-known fact, so no one in the room was really surprised at that. But there were a lot of grateful persons…

"Die, you crazy bastard!.."

…Because an avatar of pure female fury found her target. And it wasn't them. Maybe they would even pray for well-being of their president...

Later, when the storm is over.

Few minutes earlier, secret room on the second floor of Izumo Inn

It was a dark and small place with almost all of the walls completely covered in monitors, which were the only source of light in this place. The single occupant of said room was young woman furiously typing something while looking at one of her monitors. She was wearing circular glasses that reflected light from the monitors, hiding her eyes, white dress with detached sleeves and cut-out at her cleavage. Also she had long red hair with two side plaits.

That was Matsu, Sekirei No.2, nicknamed as Hentai-Glasses by her current landlady.

But at the moment she wasn't up to any kind of perverted activities. She was hacking into MBI database to find out about their current activities and plans. So far she found nothing interesting or new, just usual business plans and current state of Sekirei Plan didn't change in the last two weeks at all. No new releases, no new winging-s, and no terminations. It was a very peaceful and boring couple of weeks. And as such, she decided to scan through MBI databases for something fun.

Again.

But before she could utter another bored sigh, she got a new message. After checking it she found out that it was a program created to notify her of any new winging. Glad that there is something new to do she switched to new task.

"Ufu-fu-fu… Let's what little birdie brought us… Huh, Uzume-tan got her Ashikabi? Oh, she finally lucked out! Let's see who it is… Huh, nothing? That's strange; there is nothing on him, except some online security camera footage from the streets. Let's see. Oh dear, Miya-tan should know about this."

And just like that Matsu ran out of her hidden room through moving wall and into hallways of the Inn.

"Miya-tan, Miya-tan, I got some news!" She was running down to the first floor from second until she came to the garden entrance. There was standing the current owner of the boarding house with bokken in her right hand, Asama Miya. She was a slender yet shapely woman of average height with long purple hair cut in hime style tied by white ribbon. She was wearing a traditional attire of miko, consisting of purple hakama and white haori tied with wide sash-like belt. All in all she was very attractive young woman.

"What is it, Matsu?"

"Uzume-tan has found her Ashikabi! Isn't this great?" – Matsu said excitedly. She was almost jumping up and down in her excitement.

"Well that's good for her, but she stayed out so late without warning us. She would be… punished. U-fu-fu…" – Miya said this all with serene and little happy expression, giggling in the end a little with covering her mouth by her left sleeve. Though, aura of dread at the end of her short speech was telling much more than her words. Uzume will be punished, no doubt about it. And Matsu shivered in fright at that demure yet terrifying giggle.

"M-miya-tan, she had a reason to stay out this late. Her Ashikabi for some reason was really hurt so she is bringing him to a hospital right now."

"Ara? That's too bad. In that case Uzume's punishment would be cancelled… for now. U-fu-fu…" – Same giggle with the same aura of dread.

"Are you upset about Uzume's Ashikabi being hurt or because there is no reason for punishing Uzume?" – Matsu deadpanned without voicing out her thoughts.

"That's not all, Miya-tan. Her Ashikabi doesn't exist." – Matsu donned more serious expression on her face. Immediately Miya returned her look.

"What do you mean by that, Matsu?"

"I mean that there is no information on him in databases of MBI. The only proof of his existence is a few shots from security cameras on street just a few minutes ago. Before that he never was within Japan. Who he is, where he comes from, what are his goals… Is completely unknown."

At that Miya seemed to silently contemplate their next step. After a few moments she opened her eyes and sharply looked at Matsu.

"As soon as Uzume comes back with him we would need to find out as much as we can about him. If he truly is an unknown factor than he might be able to help us end this accursed Plan."

"Hai, Miya-san."

Warehouses near the docks, around the same time.

Night. Blessed time when prey hides in their holes and predators go out to the hunt. The time at which borders between illusions and reality blurs away and gives opportunity to those who can dare to take it. Such persons as her - Sekirei no.57, Yahan. She is a young woman of slender build, average height with dark skin, long black hair that freely cascades to the small of her back and sharp light-blue eyes. She is wearing long black sarong-like skirt and small black cape over her shoulders, under her cape could be noticed black bikini top.

She is willing to take risks when it promises a reward and knows when it isn't worth it. Such situations as choice of an Ashikabi. Most of her sisters believe in fate and the fact that reaction would lead them to a perfect Ashikabi, a destined one.

Such naivety.

"If you want to get yourself a perfect Ashikabi, you must take action." – Yahan silently ponders her thoughts while walking through shadows of warehouse district in docks, not very far from her hideout. She was always pretty good at stealth which compliments her abilities of knife-fighting, teleportation and shadow manipulation. So, as a talented assassin, she made sure that her place of rest would be almost impossible to find, while there was everything that she would ever need. Where is her hideout? That's a secret!

"You must find someone who shows promise, have ambition and study his habits to determine if he is suitable to you." – While walking unseen in shadows she was studying her surroundings with sharp gaze.

"It's not possible for perfect Ashikabi to just fall from the sky…" – And as soon as she finished her thought, something crashed into nearby stack of empty card boxes.

As startled, as Yahan was by unusual occurrence at first she studied her surroundings. Nothing. She took a few steps closer. Her heartbeat slightly increased. And she came closer. She felt her body warming up. And then she looked at the epicenter of crash.

There was a man. He was lying on his back, covered in bruises and cuts, his clothes ragged with numerous tears. He was wearing long coat of royal blue color, with black undershirt and black trousers tucked in high boots of brown leather. His face, even marred by blood, was an image of perfect masculine beauty, his white hair spiked and in some kind of haircut even though he just fell in a pile of some garbage.

There was only one kind of response that Yahan could give at this.

A loud squeal.

"Kyaaaaa! Oh my god, he is so handsome! And his style, his hair… Kyaaa!.. And I'm reacting to him! Oh my god, he is Perfect!"

A/N: And here you go, first chapter into Sekirei Universe! I bet you didn't expect it, huh? Well, being too predictable is boring, hope you liked this chapter. Sorry that there is no action from devil brothers as of yet, but rest assured their time will come and soon.

Anyway, review and look out for the next chapter, because this party is just starting to get crazy. Let's Rock!