Deniz' PoV

Diana has told us about what she observed on the Gamindustri Graveyard.

"That is... interesting..." Histy is somewhat irritated by those news.
"Does anybody of you have any kind of idea what is going on?" She asks the group.

The group... Still just the CPUs, Viola, Histy and Linda, also Jonny and Matt as they came sometime during the discussion.

Though I have an idea it's way too far-fetched...
Besides, it wouldn't help us.

Jonny and Matt are quite as well, probably knowing that this is something really serious.
And that they should probably be in school right now and don't wanna be sent back therefore.

No matter what, nobody seems to have any idea of what happened.

Besides Viola.
"Maybe the look-a-like came from another dimension?~"
"But why? And even more important, why is she commanding the CFWs?" My sister questions.
"Heck, how should I know?~" Viola slams herself back into the chair she is sitting on.

"Probably something with that whole 'Deity of Sin' thing that Diana seems to have as well." Linda suggests.
She pauses shortly.
"Aka, we're f*cked. Add the fact that they have the Gehaburn."

That's also a way to put it.

Then we all sat there in silence for a few minutes, not coming up with anything to counter whatever was there...
Suddenly the door slammed open, we all turn to the door to see Wryn air-dashing in. Her rival walks in like a normal person shortly after.
Neptune then jumps up from her chair. "Everyone! This is Wryn and her rival."
"I have a name–" The blonde guy tried to say but was cut off by Neptune.
"They'll help us!"

"Sup." They both casually greet everybody.

Once again, everybody seeing them the first time is somewhat dumbfounded.
No surprises here.

Noire then sarcastically asks. "And how can they help us? Rocket Launchers with homing missiles? Rainbow guns?"
"Yup." They answer as if that were the most normal thing in the world.
Then again, they do have both of the described items.

"...What comes next? A blue hedgehog?" Noire once more asks sarcastically.
"No. He said he's busy." Wryn simply replies.

"Noire, I'd like to point out, that this world still throws logic out the window at every occasion possible." I point out.
"Only if Neptune is around."
"Hey, that's absolutely positively not true!" Neptune retorts. "Right, guys?"
Most of shook our heads, Viola nodded and Nepgear even turned away to not face her sister.

"You know... I kinda traveled to dimensions we didn't think could exist. So I guess you're right. Hehe." The CPU laughs it off.

Yeah, that's Neptune.

"Don't you think we should get back to the important topic, rather than talking about Neptune and her friends?" Blanc suddenly speaks up.
"I guess that would be the correct course of action. So what should we do?" Vert agrees.

Now that Vert actually got my attention for a second, she's hugging Matt.
No questions asked. Vert and Matt.

"I would probably attempt to talk this out... after what we had to do last time." I say. "But I doubt that that would work." I shudder slightly thinking back to then.*
"I can agree." Nepgear says. Uni just nods in agreement.

"We don't know where or when they will attack either." Linda points out.

"So basically we have to return to our respective nations and keep on the look-out?" Noire asks.

"Yes, that would be a good way of action to–" Histoire is interrupted by Viola smacking on the ground alongside her chair.
"I'm all good, no worries!~" Viola jumps to her feet and puts the chair upright before sitting back down.
"Ahem, as I said, that would be a good of action to perform right now. In case you notice anything, message the other nations." Histoire finishes her sentence.

Wryn raises her hand and jumps up and down impatiently. "Uh, uh, where should we go? We as in, me, the idiot and the... uh, squid-kid."
"I would actually want you all to stay here... because Planeptune seems to be attacked all the time." Even Histoire feels like it's some kind of sick joke.

And nobody even says a single thing to counter that argument.
Because it's true. It's always Planeptune.

"This. Is. Boring. Can't we do something else?" Neptune complained once more as we just sat there.

Waiting.

"No. We simply can't risk it. They might attack any time. And I know you, Neptune. You would not stop immediately when I tell you." Histoire sounds really tired (or bored) as she says this for about the thousandth time.

Still, I'd have to agree with Neptune.
It's really boring doing nothing.
Which is honestly not a surprise.

And by the looks of it, Wryn, her rival, Viola, Nepgear, Diana and Linda agree.
The former three do in-fact sit on the couch in reverse, while the latter three and me lay next to each other on the ground, staring at the ceiling like it was the most interesting thing in the world.

We even ran out of conversation material.
At some point we started talking about teeth.
I still don't get it.

And Jonny and Matt...
Dunno, probably causing ruckus somewhere else.

...

I have run out of material to think about. Gosh dammit.

...

*SLAM*

The sound of the door to this room being slammed open snaps us out of our non-existent thoughts.
We all jump and turn towards the door.

There stands a female figure cloaked in a black hood.
The hood covers most features of the figure, making it impossible to recognize her.

Nepgear steps forwards. "Who are you? Why are you here? How did you get up here?" She demands sternly.
"For you to be the person asking that... Hehe..." The cloaked figure returns. Nepgear is taken aback by that... Her voice seems familiar.
"W-What?" Nepgear takes a few steps back and loses her composure.

The figure throws off her cloak... revealing that she looks just like Nepgear but... dirty.
Let's call her... uh... C-Nepgear? ... Whatever. I'll go with it.

"Does this answer your questions?" A distorted smile is visible on her face as she says that.
"I-I suppose so, b-but it also gives me new ones..." Somehow I can't feel comfortable either...

"You! You were at the Gamindustri Graveyard!" My sister steps to the front as well.
"He? You? I wanted to talk to you... Just talk..."
"Why would I?" Diana crosses her arms.
C-Nepgear suddenly kicks Nepgear in the shin, grabs her by the neck as she is about to fall, draws her own sword while pulling Nepgear closer and puts the sword at her neck.

"I have a hostage. Your argument is invalid." C-Nepgear speaks as Nepgear is already about to cry. Neptune and I the same look of despair on our faces as Nepgear. This isn't really happening...
"Okay..." Diana doesn't even bother to argue.
"Good."

C-Nepgear immediately stores the sword and lets go off her counterpart, dropping her to the ground, wheezing and coughing.
I and Neptune heavily sigh as Nepgear is unharmed.
Diana and C-Nepgear leave the room.

"Are we just gonna let them go?~" Viola asks the entire group.
"I f-felt like I-I was gonna d-die... without the *cough* s-sword even touching me..." Nepgear says as she shakily stands up... Scratch the unharmed part.

I look at my feet. "If it would come to a fight, we will very likely lose to her alone." I say.
"Come on, Deniz, less negativity." Neptune responds surprisingly cheerful considering what just happened.
"Did you even see her weapon? It exerted immense amounts of energy. And it's the Gehaburn. You should know what that means, Neptune. And Linda, you, too."
"...Mmhm..." Neptune looks down as well.
"So, what are we supposed to do?" Linda questions.
"Make sure there's no reason to fight."
"And if she starts without any apparent reason?" The green-haired girl asks once more.
"Try?" I shrug. How should I know?

A/N
*Refers to the events of TBW1-Ch19. In case you don't get it.
And I checked the Neptunia wiki for the stats of the Gehaburn...
It's a surprisingly bad weapon (1050 STR), a lot of Nepgear's weapons are significantly better. Which does not make a lot of sense...
And my views have went down. Which basically shows that quality has dropped...
Well, I know that myself... this is far from being a master-piece and worse than the original story...
And people seem to agree with me.
I will at least finish this. It's almost done and I'd hate to leave something near completion unfinished.
Maybe my next story will be better received. (I doubt that though due to its context.)