I decided that a few one-shot shorts of random ideas would be refreshing from all the seriousness and then resuming the story to kicking Apollo's sorry ass back to Heaven. Enjoy!
/A Different Fate/
When she awoke, Olga Marie saw the overly concerned face of Romani as he looked utterly relieved that she was awake.
"You're awake!" the doctor exclaimed happily before sighing in exhaustion. "Ever since your new Servant gave you a new body, I had to run tests to see if there were any problems. But thank God that you're alright!" Roman told her.
Her Servant?
She had a Servant.
"In exchange…you're mine forever."
The Director blushed as she recalled the unusual Heroic Spirit in Singularity F. A Heroic Spirit from another world had accompanied her, Caster, Mash and Ritsuka in their attempt to correct the Singularity. Defeat the corrupt King Arthur, then Lev, being dragged into Chaldeas…!
The contract.
She begged for someone to save her with her entire being, willing to pay the price. And the foreign Heroic Spirit forcefully made her a Master with terms she blindly agreed to in desperation to live. And now…
"How is my wife doing?"
Speak of the devil and she shall appear. Olga slowly turned her head to see her Servant sitting in a chair, casually snacking on sweets while Roman freaked out by her sudden appearance. Wavy brown hair, brown eyes, plain face and yet beheld a miracle for the Director of Chaldea.
"Ah, Saber-san! She's in good condition. It's amazing that you were able to create a new body for her Mind and Soul to inhabit down to the exact details of when she was alive." Roman reported while her Servant closed her eyes.
"It's only natural that I rescue my wife from that imposter's machinations. We haven't even started our honeymoon." The girl had a coyly smug smile aimed at her and Olga felt her cheeks burn bright red.
That's right. She sold herself to this Servant when she agreed to the girl's terms of their contract. And now…she's a wife. Now it would have been null and void under normal circumstances, but this girl is still alive, merely using a projection of herself to fulfill the role of a Servant standing before her. And she could tell that despite the low-quality Saint Graph, this Servant had incredible power if she was able to recreate her Master's (wife's) destroyed body from scratch.
"Doctor, would you kindly leave us alone? I'd like to speak with my wife in private." Saber requested.
"Oh!" Roman blinked before his cheeks were slightly red. "I'll give you some time alone. I need to check on Fujimaru-kun himself. Take your time!"
"Wait, Romani!" Olga cried out as the good doctor was already out, leaving the two women alone in the room.
Olga felt her cheeks burning now because her Servant was right on top of her in a flash, that coy smile on her face as Olga felt her heart beating fast. "While our honeymoon will have to wait, it doesn't mean we can get to know each other first, no?" Saber asked, her finger trailing the blanket covered body of her Master as Olga shivered. She felt the magic at the edge of the girl's fingers, causing a form of excitement she would refuse to admit feeling at that moment as her body was heating up from the blood rushing to her face.
"My dear wife, why you look as red as an apple." Saber commented, clearly amused as Olga glared at her.
"It's because you're mmpph─!"
Olga couldn't finish her statement, because that moment her Servant claimed her lips with her own, her tongue was invading and playing around in her mouth and Olga was defenseless to the attack. She tried to resist but her mind wouldn't let her. She was drowning in an affectionate pleasure that had her mewling for more. Needless to say, she's helpless against her own Servant.
*A few minutes later*
"…I can never marry." Olga lamented as she had her face in her hands while Saber looked amused by that.
"We're already married Master." The Servant corrected as Olga glared at her. She won't live this down at all. She had zero aptitude as a Master, then this Servant gave her the option of becoming on if she followed the terms of the contract. She didn't know the terms and conditions when Saber first offered it to her and ignored the chance to in their free time. Now she's regretting not knowing ahead of time when Lev (if he is still Lev) betrayed her and almost had her burn forever in Chaldeas.
But Olga Marie was now focused on something else. Mainly her Servant's vessel.
"Why is your Saint Graph at such a low quality?" she demanded, arms crossed and careful to keep a distance from the girl. "I know you're a Servant of higher caliber, yet your Saint Graph is horrendous!"
Saber merely looked smug. "Do you think I'd let a traditional magus be my Master without a few restrictions?" she asked, the smugness replaced with a smile full of teeth. "I know how cold-hearted and ruthless you magi can be with your obsessions, so I ensure a few fail safes in that case." Olga flinched at that and internally winced. She's not wrong there.
"After hearing your pleas and almost dying words, I decided to be merciful and lend you a bit of my assistance when I offered the contract one last time. You owe your life and soul to me." Olga shuddered in recollection before the Servant's fingers cupped her chin and make her look at her. "Prove yourself to me that you can change and improve yourself as a person, in return my wife…" She smiled softly. "I'll improve the quality of my Saint Graph and aid in the Grand Order. Promise me…say my name and keep it etched into your heart."
"H-Ha…" Olga began, slowly feeling her heart racing again as the blood was rushing to her face. It wasn't fair, she was being charmed by such a plain girl so easily. "H-Hakuno…" she stuttered out. Her cheeks were burning as Hakuno hugged her, whispering sweet nothings in her ear as the Director was hopeless in the arms of the Lunar Witch.
Hakuno's time in Orario gave her the experience she needed to deal with such girls. Olga was just another one who needed love to warm her empty heart.
/Link Start!/
There had been rumors floating around the floors. Of an unknown individual soloing the boss floors in the dead of night when everyone is sleeping. Few have seen this elusive figure. A girl in a black dress and wearing a black veil. A swordswoman of unbeknown skill that had everyone wonder if it was an advanced NPC or a player.
The players have decided to call this unknown person «Witchblade» due to her dark clothing and skills with a blade with the brutality hidden within the edge of her sword. For certain murderous guilds like Laughing Coffin have been confirmed to be killed by this enigmatic person down to the last man. No survivors. Who was she? What did she want? And why help them?
Hakuno was rather confused. It was a simple mission from the Guild to collect a few specific drops and the next she knew the Dungeon had a portal made and sent her to another world. The «Holy Witch of Orario» was not amused by the Forgotten Goddess's antics as she realized she was in some sort of digital game.
It takes living in the Moon Cell to notice the difference between the real and digital in an instance. She had heard of this «Aincrad» and «Sword Art Online» from the man himself a year ago on what was the launch day of the game. So many lives trapped in a death game with no second chances, no hope, and no haven. So she made use of her time investigating it with her «Spiritron Hacking». Compared to the security systems the Moon Cell had, the Cardinal was a joke. A joke as in, 'hey, are you seriously claiming to be the best system on Earth?' kind of thing. Given the Moon Cell was an advanced supercomputer of extraterrestrial origin, this was equivalent to a dumb downed version meant for the newcomers to understand.
Hakuno sighed, she could hack the system and then free everyone, but the security response is nasty. Especially when she picked up that another group was attempting to hack the death game. Her sixth sense told her this other group was bad news for everyone and so she decided o send a virus to crash their systems and to improve the firewalls specifically against them. So she decided to help out via the old fashion way…completing the game.
So far, she had unlocked the next floor after slaying the latest boss and acquiring its loot, the Regalia stored it. Although it may be data, it might be possible to recreate them as actual weapons when she gets back to Welf in Orario. But there were two problems, one was that time flowed differently between worlds, so she wouldn't know how long she's been gone for once she got back. The second is how many floors there were and the increased difficulty of the bosses.
The first thirty floors were easy for her but after she hit the 40th floor did things slowly start changing. Cardinal had taken her as a serious threat and upped the difficulty specifically for her. Mobs spawn instantly in locations out of towns all the time trying to overwhelm her. If it wasn't the fact that these programs weren't capable of harming an actual soul she'd be impressed. But in a game like this where she's fluid in every movement and capable of utilizing her own skills? Slaughterhouse.
"I am the storm that is approaching…" she muttered as she unsheathed her katana via Iaidō style as the entire mob was wiped out in the blink of an eye as the currency of this world and drops appeared on a screen for her reward. If anything, the food in the game was as good as the real world's and was thankful for the creator to pull it off.
She was unaware of the one who followed her, the «Black Swordsman» observing her, trying to gauge her level (that she doesn't have) and find the answers to how she did that attack. If anything, it caught Kirito's attention even more as he wants to find out. To wipe out a party like that with one move must be a secret skill she unlocked. And so the lone boy followed the enigmatic girl in an attempt to find the truth.
The upcoming duel between the two black clad sword wielders would be remembered by both.
/?/
Time and time again Hakuno had wondered what kind of life existed outside of the solar system. When she was reincarnated in a new universe, her answer was that there were a whole variety of them out there. Living in the Outer Rims, Hakuno made herself a living from a simple scavenger to an owner of a bathhouse popular with the wealthier folks (including the Hutts) as her specialized droids aided in helping their guests settle in. At age 15 she had run a successful business on this planet and gained a reputation amongst many folks.
It was also useful in acquiring information on what was going on in the galaxy, especially with what caught her interest with several talks about some sort of 'confederacy' and 'droids'. Hakuno knew that conflict was brewing, and she did not like it at all. Just when she had finally made her newfound home comfortable, something ugly reared its head. She made a mental note to set some rules down in the upcoming future if war happens.
She was in deep thought that she failed to notice a brown robed figure walking up to her until she noticed their shadow. "Can I help you?" she asked politely.
"…The Force is strong within you." They said as Hakuno tilted her head quizzically in confusion.
This caused the Jedi in question to be caught completely off guard by the younger girl.