The figure heads of the North and their sekirei were all gathered at Isumo inn for a wondrous celebration. Musubi returned! Since the Sekirei plan had concluded and Musubi's wish was granted, all the sekirei returned to Shinto Teito, most of them being re-winged by their ashikabi, and a good twenty percent of them went out to find their true partners, as seen to by Homura and the discipline squad. However there were a few that were directionless in their search for their fated partner.

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Discipline Squad HQ

Number Four, The Black Sekirei, Karasuba, emerged from the pod, stretching her arms with a yawn. "Time to go see how the discipline squad is doing," she thought as she grabbed a robe to maintain her modesty. She walked down the halls until she reached the lounge of the squad, in it sat Hihane, Benitsubasa, Natsuo, and another sekirei and ashikabi she had never seen before. "Why hello there," Karasuba said as everyone turned to her.

Natsuo greeted Karasuba with a hug, one which she half-heartedly reciprocated. "So, you want to get winged and join the squad?" Natsuo asked with his genuine smile.

"Yea! We'll be even stronger!" Benitsubasa boasted.

"I don't think I will. I think… Musubi was… right," Karasuba said with some hesitation.

"What?! You think Natsuo isn't good enough for you!?" Benitsubasa proclaimed with anger.

"Benitsubasa, that's enough," Natsuo commanded. "Its her choice, and whichever one you choose, I won't fight you on it," he said.

"Thanks, Natsuo," Karasuba said as she grabbed a discipline squad jacket.

"So you are joining up with us?" he asked.

"No, I just like the jacket, that's all, have a good day," Karasuba said as she grabbed the rest of her outfit. She walked over to a bathroom and changed into it. "Fits like a glove, now lets find that ashikabi," the black sekirei thought as she walked out of the MBI building. "I should get a good vantage point and start searching-" was all Karasuba thought before her attention was grabbed by a giant purple light shining from above. "Ah, that can't be good," was the last thought she had before she was engulfed by the light.

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Charles Hill (27)

I awoke in my tent, with a yawn and a stretch. I rose from the floor and emerged from my tent. I looked around my camp, it truly was something to behold. I set up my new home in a movie theater auditorium. My tent was set up at the very top row of seats that had long since been removed by myself. I had a portable stove plugged into a wall outlet, a folded up map next to it, and my journal opened to the current day. I picked up my pen and began to write.

"Morning of June 23rd, 2099," I spoke out loud as my pen began to write. "Woke up at…" I checked my wrist watch. "Nine-twenty eight, planning to check out some old superstore ruins, maybe something good there, food hopefully, and if I'm really lucky, some ammunition."

I stopped writing in my journal and picked up my weapons, a lever-action rifle with a shortened barrel, a basic pistol, and a bowie knife for those more… intimate encounters. I grabbed some meal-replacement bars and threw my camel pack on my back. Then I put on my backpack which was entirely empty. I also grabbed my binoculars and walked down the aisle to the ground floor of the theater. I walked out the back doors, so as not to draw attention from any roaming reavers or beasts. I opened up the map and picked a route to get to the superstore.

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Just as I rounded the corner to the parking lot of the superstore I saw someone or something duck behind the building. "Did it see me?" I wondered, hovering one hand over my pistol as I made a careful approach to the store, making sure to pay attention to my peripheral vision. I decided on a side door instead of through the front. I pulled out a lockpicking kit and began to work on one of the side doors, popping it open within a few minutes. I slowly entered the building, keeping a crouching stance as I perused the shelves. There was almost nothing worth grabbing, except for expired candies and cereals. I grabbed a box of cereal with a vampire on the box.

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"Hey dad, what's this?" I asked as I sat at the table, pouring some chocolate-flavored cereal into a bowl. I was pointing at the character on the front of the cereal box.

"Its a vampire!" my father said in excitement. My father was a part of the transitional generation, a generation that endured the wrathful oblivion and survived to create a family in what remained. They were our only link to the world before and all the knowledge those times held.

"What do vampires do?" I asked in between shoveling the cereal into my mouth.

"They suck your blood!" My mother said with a giggle, wrapping her arms around me from behind, scaring me.

"Ah!" I shouted as I spilled cereal onto myself. My parents laughed as they grabbed some towels to dry me off.

…

I finished searching the front isles of the store and moved to the back isles, just as I reached the bread isle I heard a low pained groan. I moved closer to the source of the noise, making sure to be aware of any traps that the reavers might've set. "This could be a trap, is it even worth it if a person's in trouble?" I thought as I got closer to the noise. It had been years since I encountered a person who didn't immediately try and kill me, so It probably wasn't even worth the effort. "But why am I even going towards the noise if I'm not going to help?" I pondered as I reached the source of the pained groan.

I looked upon a gray-haired woman kneeling on the ground in the corner of the building, she was holding up a curved sword, staring me in the eyes. Her hair was in a long ponytail, and she had gray eyes to match her hair. She wore a light gray cloak, a black combat suit with a black, short skirt, a pair of black heels, and black fingerless gloves. She was covered in cuts and bruises, and a look of pure exhaustion was written across her face. She peered into me with unbroken eye contact. She pointed her sword at me in an aggressive manner and her lips opened.

"Don't. Fucking. Move," she commanded as she inched towards me, expelling heavy breaths as she did so. I noticed she was heavily blushing and even looked… aroused? She got right in my face, our lips only inches apart. "Do you want me, human?" she asked, her gaze locking her eyes onto mine. I tried to look away from her, but those deep, gray eyes keep me locked in.

"Y-yea," was all I could say. I hadn't seen a woman in at least a dozen years, and this one's intense straightforwardness seemed to rouse something within me.

"Good, because you don't have any say in this," she said as her lips locked with mine, her arms wrapping around me, her right hand still holding her sword. I felt her tongue enter my mouth, its intent was all too clear as it wrapped around mine as the woman started to grind the front of her womanhood onto me. Her free hand moved up to my cheek as she pulled away. Jet black wings with feathers shaped like blades emerged from her back as she gained a look of ecstasy painted onto her face. "This is the pledge of my blade, exterminate the sworn enemy of my ashikabi," she said as her eyes were once again focused entirely on me. She seemed a bit more relaxed, and I could feel emotions that weren't mine swirling around in my head. Fear, anger, anxiety, and lust made for a powerful concoction within my head.

Suddenly a large group of Reavers barged into the building, firing guns and throwing knives at us. The woman shot up into the air, swinging her blade with skill and precision, cutting down half of the mindless beasts. I got up and fired a full magazine's worth of rounds into the remaining horde as they dropped one by one. A final, larger one charged through the doors, breaking the frames. He was covered in chains and metal plates, holding a large mace welded together from various metals.

He roared at me, rushing forward towards me. "I've got time to draw my knife for a counter-" I didn't have enough time to think as the brute appeared a few inches in front of me, his mace raised above his head. He brought it down with a thunderous force. The gray haired woman shot towards me, delivering multiple deep cuts to the back of the berserker, he twisted around, slamming the mace into the stomach of the woman. However, my mind was not filled with worry, but instead another feeling, confidence. It was strange. Was this what that woman was feeling?

She bolted out of the indentation her impact on the wall had made, and went for the giant's throat, stabbing her blade through the jugular, continuing by pushing it out, leaving a half-way cut through his neck. He dropped the mace and began to clutch his throat as blood poured out of the gaping wound. She leaped from the top of shelves over to me, landing right next to me, giving me a smile.

"Ashikabi, are you alright?" she asked.

"Uh, yea, that means me right?"

The woman chuckled as she put her arm around my shoulder. "Yes, it does."

"Do you have a home?" she asked.

"I have a place I sleep, but no home," I said with a shrug.

"It'll have to do," she said with a sigh. "Now let's go, I've got plenty of things to catch you up on and I don't want to be standing out in the open when I do."

"Understandable, name's Charles by the way, what's yours?" I asked as we began the walk back to the abandoned movie theater.

"Sekirei number four, the Black Sekirei, Karasuba," she said as I took her to my camp. "So do you have any questions as to what happened there?" she asked.

"Yea, a lot actually, firstly, what happened with the black wings? And what does Sekirei mean? Is it some sort of title or something?" Karasuba laughed as she patted me on the back.

"No! A sekirei is essentially an alien that is almost exactly like humans except we have enhanced abilities and some of us can use elements," she explained as she sheathed her blade.

"Ok, so aliens, but that still doesn't explain the wings."

"That happened because I emerged," Karasuba said as we entered the movie theater.

"Emerged?"

"When a compatible human and Sekirei swap DNA the sekirei becomes emerged and there is an overflow of power from their core which shows in the image of wings. While the sekirei emerges he or she is then bound to their ashikabi, their human partner."

"Ok, so can a sekirei have multiple ashikabi?" I asked.

Karasuba shook her head. "No, but an ashikabi can have multiple sekirei."

"What is the purpose of emerging and finding your ashikabi?" I asked as I held open the door to the amphitheater for Karasuba.

She shrugged. "To find our fated partner, or so an old friend of mine keeps telling me."

"So love?"

"No, it's not love," Karasuba retorted as she climbed the stairs behind me.

"So do you just choose your ashikabi or is it something that's more so involuntary?" I asked, putting my backpack and camel pack next to my tent.

"No," Karasuba said as she sat down in one of the theater chairs. "It's… involuntary. Ultimately we choose, but our body will give us hints. For example, when I was near you my chest got tight and hot. I was able to hide it, but my mind was telling me to link myself with you, I could have resisted it, but had I not emerged and stayed near you it only would've gotten worse."

"Worse how?" I asked, handing Karasuba a meal replacement bar, which she graciously accepted.

"Arousal."

"Like, sexual arousal?"

"Yup," Karasuba said as she took the entire bar out of the wrapper, then began to lick the tip of it.

"Stop doing that," I said as she made eye contact with me, her tongue continuing to lick the tip of the meal bar.

"Why, my little ashikabi, getting some feelings?" she said as she rose from her seat and walked toward me.

"No, I know what you're trying to do, and it won't work, I haven't even felt the touch of a woman in years, so-" Karasuba put her index finger over my lips as she ate the meal bar. Then she seductively cleaned her fingers, one by one, her tongue gesticulating around each digit as though it were something more… phallic.

She pinned me between herself and the wall, her free hand moving down to my pants. "Shhh, Ashikabi, it's time to indulge your partner, now let's cuddle," she commanded, a mixture of lust and power welling up in her eyes. I felt her kiss my neck, her hands holding my head in place. I unzipped her combat suit, revealing a fair amount of cleavage. I started to gently caress them, as Karasuba's kissing got more assertive. "Dirty Ashikani," I heard her chuckle as she pushed me onto my sleeping bag. She mounted me, gently grinding on me as she leaned down to keep my eyes on her's. "I can feel your… excitement, my dear Ashikabi," My sekirei said as she cupped my cheeks with her hands, kissing me once again. The kiss turned from something more aggressive, more hungry.

"Kara-" my verbal protest was stopped as our lips were sealed once again. She slowly and seductively removed my pants and underwear, a hand moving to my manhood.

"A Sekirei's duty is to serve her master, for you see, if a sekirei's ashikabi dies, so too will she," Karasuba explained as she teasingly stroked my now erect cock. "But I don't want to serve, I want to dominate, I want to fight, but most of all, I must find her, Yume, number eight." My sekirei's strokes got faster, Karasuba spreading her legs, and parted her undergarments, revealing her leaking pussy. She teased me as she brushed her opening against my manhood, with a playful laugh. "I'll reward you my Ashikabi, but not just yet," Karasuba said, continuing to vitalize my dick, now both of her hands working hard to keep my manhood erect.

"Goddamnit, just do it!" I growled, Karasuba shooting me a surprised look, her face then contorting into that of excitement.

"I obey," she said with a calm smile, slowly lowering her womanhood over his staff, only letting the tip of my cock enter her, going up and down again and again. I moved my hands to Karasuba's ass, slamming it down onto my erect member. Karasuba screamed in pleasure, wrapping her arms around my shoulders. Her head was mere inches from my own, Karasuba moaned and begged for more pleasure, a pleasure she had never felt before.

"You're mine, Charles. Ahhh! Harder, faster, stronger. Prove to me why you are my ashikabi and no one else!" she roared in a mental fog of ecstasy.

My hands slapped the black sekirei's ass as she swung her head back with a pleased moan. I then tightly grabbed her buttocks and slammed them down back onto my cock, moving her rear up and down on my shaft. As she swayed her hips, I could feel myself reaching the end, Karasuba's warm walls acting as the perfect sanctuary to sheath my throbbing cock. She moved up and down even faster and swaying her hips even more as her tongue swam in my mouth as she continued to kiss me. I could hear her soft moans as I flipped Karasuba onto her back with me on top.

I plunged my manhood deeper into her, reaching the entrance to her womb. The black sekirei leg locked me as she continued our kiss. "This woman… she'll make for a great wife someday," I thought as her moans go louder and louder. I felt a level of pleasure more than my own surge throughout my body as I started to play with Karasuba's nipples.

"Fff…uck!" Karasuba moaned as her walls tightened around my cock. Karasuba locked eyes with me as we kissed for one final time, the two of us came in unison, my dear sekirei's tongue lazily hanging out of her mouth as I filled up Karasuba. I tried to pull out of her, but her leg lock remained, her hands combing through my hair as the two of us fell asleep in each other's arms.

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Karasuba

I could feel my Ashikabi begin to orgasm, cumming in me. As I felt his orgasm, I began to orgasm, Charles likely feeling it as he came. It was… true euphoria. "So this is what Yume meant." I thought as Charles rested his head on my breasts. "He's so cute when he's sleeping. Is this… love?" I thought as I grabbed a blanket, draping it over the two of us. I smiled, looking up at the ceiling, listening to my Ashikabi's soft breaths as they tickled my skin. It was just then that something dawned on me. "We need to find a better place to stay."

I fell asleep, drifting into a dream, but I could tell it wasn't my dream, but my ashikabi's. "Takehito told me something might happen like this, but it would only happen if the DNA compatibility was at least 89% or was it 98%?"

"Father! What's happening?!" an adolescent Charles cried as the smell of smoke and ash wafted through the air. The sound of falling lumber and roaring flames could be heard from all around.

"The village is under attack, now go with your mother!" Charles' dad shouted as he pushed his son and wife out of the back door as he armed himself. The house erupted in flames as men in black plated armor marched towards the two.

"Run! I'll be right behind you!" Charles' mother shouted as she pushed him forward. The sound of gunshots rang out as charles' mother fell to the ground beside him, but he kept running. Running and running until his legs couldn't run anymore, he then collapsed to the ground.

I woke up, still clinging onto my ashikabi, slowly wrapping my arms around him, holding him tightly to me.

"You're safe in my arms, My Ashikabi." I thought as I felt Charles stirring in his sleep. I took more blankets and wrapped the two of us up in it. I felt warm and comfortable, but the question that wracked my mind was 'is he?'