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I'm not following you, I'm just walking with Roche!
-Nyxia Torrentia, Neon Tempest of the Ultraviolet Rainbow


Soon enough, the brooding Nyxia again felt the unnerving chill that heralded Schrade’s return, and she wasn’t alone. Besides a pleasingly mangled Oros, Acid Drop and Earthshaker also trailed behind the club president, the latter looking almost as beat up as the pink-haired pervert. With an annoyed groan, the Neon Tempest fell in beside her partner, the action prompted more by her concern for Roche than any respect for their leader’s command. “The fuck happened to you? she asked in a low voice so the other members of their little “procession” wouldn’t hear. “I thought you’d be able to take that giant fucker’s punches without breaking a sweat.” Then again, maybe it was the corrosive vomit that had caused most of the Rule Keeper’s injuries. Nyxia had assumed that her partner’s ability to absorb damage would extend even to that, but if she’d learned anything from fighting these so-called “Giga Miseria” it was that they seemed to exist to defy expectations.

Once the entire detention club had reunited, Rei proceeded to give another of her annoying speeches, its main point being how absolutely fucking amazing she was, and that they were all nothing without her. Oh, and apparently the new light girl was now an honorary club member? Well, that wasn’t really surprising either, Nyxia reflected. Rei was such a massive control freak that any solo light girls who were new to town would be placed under the aegis of her club in short order. For her part, the Neon Tempest didn’t really care much about such things, although she had to admit, this new girl was pretty cool, and pleasingly devoid of the nauseatingly self-righteous attitude displayed by most of the light girls she’d encountered. Nor did the armored young woman seem afflicted with any of the unpleasant, or flat out disgusting, traits most of her fellow club members possessed. Maybe, just maybe, this girl might actually be a suitable candidate for her second friend…

Starring



And a PLETHORA of Special Guests!

Oh, wow! I finally get to have my own banner!

I’m not so sure that’s a good thing…

-Olivia Bell and Ashely Avenir


It was with great relief that, when Ashley returned to her apartment after another grueling all-night patrol, she found the hallway leading to her door pleasingly empty of anyone who might delay her eagerly awaited appointment with sleep for even a few seconds, and especially, her excessively chatty neighbor from across the hall. With the drastically reduced numbers of the city’s G.E.M.I.N.I. branch, it was only logical that the few remaining agents would be required to work for even longer spans of time, but that still didn’t make it any less tiring. But now, the Knight of Tomorrow would finally be able to take a long-awaited and well-deserved rest. Or so she’d thought…

“Oh! Hi, Ashley!” an all-too-familiar voice called out just as she was about to open her door, causing the exhausted young woman to wince as if she’d been punched in the gut.

“H-Hello, Olivia,” she replied with a tired smile as she slowly turned around to face her bespectacled and ever-energetic neighbor. She really didn’t want to have yet another long-winded conversation with the girl, but politeness, and more importantly, her compassion for others demanded that she at least put forth the effort. “How’s it going?”

“Pretty good, all things considered,” Olivia replied. “I am a little worried though,” she added with a small frown. “You remember Finn? That tour guide I told you about?” she inquired. “Well, I’ve been trying to contact him for the past few days, but he hasn’t responded yet, and I’m starting to get concerned about him. I mean, I know he’s an esper and can probably take care of himself, but that kinda makes it even more likely that he could be in trouble, you know? Like, maybe he’s been captured by a monster, or impregnated by one, or maybe he’s just badly hurt somewhere? I… I just want to know if he’s all right…”

As Ashley listened to Olivia’s nasally-voiced ramblings, her sense of trepidation grew more pronounced with each word spoken. While she had no idea of Finn’s current whereabouts, she knew full well what had precipitated his disappearance and complete disconnect from everyone he knew and interacted with. Of course, she couldn’t exactly tell Olivia that. At least, not without revealing that she, too, was an esper. Instead, she resolved to offer as much reassurance and support as she could without crossing that boundary.

“I-I’m sure he’s fine,” Ashley said in the most reassuring tone she could manage, even as she desperately tried to get the image of a pregnant Finn out of her head. “You said he’s an esper, right? So, maybe he’s on a top secret mission and has to keep a low profile?”

“I guess so…” Olivia replied, although she didn’t sound entirely convinced. “I still want to try and look for him, though,” she added. “And while I’m searching, I might even finally run into a monster!” By this point, the bespectacled girl’s typically cheerful disposition had fully returned and a gleam of eager anticipation glistened in her blue eyes.

Great… Ashley groaned mentally. This was exactly what she’d been trying to avoid. Finn’s disappearance/desertion was already bad enough, but now it had led to a naive and impressionable girl like Olivia wanting to place herself in extreme danger on his behalf. Blast it, Finn… When am I going to finally stop having to clean up your messes?

“I wouldn’t be so eager to encounter a monster if I were you, Olivia,” Ashley cautioned. “From what little I’ve heard, they’re extremely dangerous.”

“It’s okay!” Olivia reassured her with a smile. “I’ll have darling Xolys with me!”

Right. Xolys…

“Plus, I was told that my field trip will be ending soon,” the bespectacled girl continued, her bright smile fading into a disappointed frown. “Something about how, if I stay much longer, then the Caustic Bovines will show up! I said that they sounded really fascinating, but my counselor said it would be much too dangerous to be around them, even with Xolys protecting me! Anyway,” she continued. “Since I’ve yet to see a monster or other supernatural being up close in all my time here, I thought it would be best to give it one last shot before I have to go!”

Caustic… Bovines…?

Ashley sighed. “Well, if there’s no talking you out of it, then will you at least promise to be as careful as you can?” she requested. “Especially if you’re planning to go into some of the city’s more dangerous areas?”

“Of course!” Olivia replied with an emphatic nod.

“All right, then,” Ashley conceded, giving the irrepressible girl a tired smile. “I guess all I can do now is wish you good luck on your search.”

“Thanks, Ashley!” Olivia said with a cheerful wave as she set off. “See you later!”

I should probably keep an eye on her just in case… Ashley reflected with weary resignation as she watched Olivia head down the stairs. Guess I won’t be taking that nap after all…




During her last expedition with Finn, Olivia had asked him all sorts of questions about espers, and among the many interesting pieces of information she’d learned was an item of particular usefulness to her current search. According to Finn, a diner called the Great Escape was a popular hangout for espers, and as such, it sounded like the perfect place to find out if anyone had any knowledge of her missing tour guide’s current whereabouts. Upon entering the establishment, the bespectacled girl noticed that it had a very charming retro style, and even this early, there were a few oddly garbed individuals present, who were almost certainly espers. Although she wasn’t exactly an esper herself, Olivia figured a magical girl was close enough to pass for one, and so she decided to introduce herself in what she was sure was the best way to put the diner’s mystical patrons at ease.

“Greetings, fellow espers!” she announced with a big smile as she moved over to the largest group of uniquely attired individuals. “I’m looking for a missing friend of mine, named Finn,” she added, holding up her phone to show a picture she’d taken of the young esper. “Might any of you have seen him lately?”

”Finn?” A cowboy-looking esper took a good hard look at the photo. ”Oh! Timekeeper! The kid that did all that stuff to rescue his violinist girlfriend! Yea, I remember him.” He chuckled. ”But haven’t you heard? He works for Gemini now, has been for a month or longer. You won’t see him around these parts.”

A doll-like woman gave the picture a glance. ”I feel like I’ve seen him around here more recently than that. Didn’t he square off against Oros the Mad near that water truck? I also recall him trying to defend that Vanhorn girl from those tractor supply nutjobs.”

”Now that you mention it, I did see that violinist back here with a young lad. Maybe that was him?” He placed a hand on top of his hat. ”I sure hope not. It felt like a really bad soap opera. Those three girls arguing over who was his, and then that outburst. Yeesh!” He shook his head. ”If that was him, he hasn’t been here for a week or longer.”

Olivia’s azure eyes seemed to grow ever wider as she listened to each new piece of information about Finn’s recent exploits, or rather, Timekeeper’s, as he was apparently known amongst his esper peers. It was all extremely fascinating, and the bespectacled brunette couldn’t help but wonder why her tour guide had never told her about any of those adventures (or the fact that he was a member of G.E.M.I.N.I.) despite her clear interest in such things. Still, if relationship drama was involved, maybe he was just feeling self conscious, but they couldn’t all have dealt with his romantic troubles, could they? In any event, as intriguing as the information was, it still did nothing to point her towards Finn’s current whereabouts.

“Gosh! It sounds like he’s incredibly well known!” Olivia replied. “But no one’s seen him in over a week?” she added with a frown. “Isn’t that a little concerning? I mean, isn’t anyone worried something might have happened to him?”

The woman shrugged her shoulders. ”Maybe? He’s definitely been around here less ever since he went corporate. He was a big celebrity a few months back, but that kind of dried up once Justin bit the dust and he rescued his girlfriend.”

”That is to say, he’s a hasbeen.” The cowboy sipped his orange juice. ”Nobody really talks about him that much anymore. I kind of lost interest in him after he decided to work for the government. It all felt like a big publicity stunt. But he made it big. If he’s smart, he’ll retire on whatever the government paid him or start working a cushy office job. The streets are no place for a child.”

”What about that teenage pirate you keep teaming up with?” The Doll asked with a grin.

”That’s different! Besides, I’m sure she’s not really a teenager.” The conversation shifted away from Finn as the espers spoke of other matters.

As Olivia continued to listen, an idea began to form in her overactive brain. It seemed that, much like magical girls, espers often had a particular theme. For example, Finn was a clockwork doll, and now she was standing in front of a cowboy and hearing about a pirate. If that was the case, then perhaps…

“Um, excuse me?” Olivia’s nasally voice spoke up. “If you don’t know where he is, do you maybe know of someone who can help me look? Like a detective esper? Or maybe a shopkeeper esper who knows all the local gossip?”

This got a chuckle out of the cowboy. ”Can’t say I’ve seen any detectives. Brittany is a shop owner, but she doesn’t open until later.” He looked around before casting his glance at an empty table. ”If ya want gossip, try sitting over there. That’s where I sit when I want to hear rumors.”

“Oh…” Olivia replied, her voice and visage conveying her disappointment at the realization that things wouldn’t be quite as easy as she’d hoped. “O-Okay, then... Thanks for all the help,” the bespectacled girl told the pair of espers with a small smile before making her way over to the table in question.

I wonder how long this is going to take… Olivia thought to herself as she took a seat. I know it’s still early, but I don’t want to waste the whole day just sitting here…

Once Olivia was far enough away from the table, the cowboy said under his breath. ”That should keep her busy for a moment.” The woman suppressed her chuckle before continuing to converse.

Hmmm… Olivia mused after a few minutes had elapsed. Maybe the reason none of the other espers are coming over to chat with me is because I look like a normal person. In that case, all I need to do is transform, and I’ll have plenty of people to talk with! Still, I suppose I can’t really do that out here… she reflected, before her eyes lit up after noticing the restrooms. That’s perfect!

Getting up, she hurried into the (thankfully unoccupied) women’s bathroom. However, the young woman who emerged a minute later was the complete antithesis of the vertically challenged bespectacled brunette that had entered. She was a tall, graceful beauty with long, flowing blonde hair and bedecked in an elaborate azure ball gown fit for a fairytale princess. Gliding over to the table she’d previously occupied, the transformed Olivia took a seat once more, a pleased smile adorning her lovely visage. There! Now I’m just as impractically attired as all the other espers! Unfortunately, it soon became apparent that this new tactic wouldn’t be nearly as successful as she’d initially hoped.

Time passed. Olivia could hear other espers from other tables talking about other things, but never about Finn. There was a point where an esper mentioned a “time keeper,” but she was referring to her watch and not the esper Olivia sought.

Goodness! I hope darling Xolys isn’t getting too uncomfortable hiding in that handicapped stall… Olivia fretted. I never would have imagined it would take this long! Oh well, at least I found that mop for him to use as a disguise! As long as he keeps that on, I’m sure no one will ever suspect he’s not a lady!

As time marched on, it seemed like news about the clockwork esper wasn’t going to present itself. But it would be a shame if Olivia left now. What if she just had to wait five more minutes? What if it would never happen?

Then, a soft voice spoke up from behind her head.

”Beautiful woman, fetching dress. Mild look of distress on her face. Her hands are folded in her lap. Appears to be alone. Hmmm…” The voice came closer. ”While attractive, the dress is much too flamboyant for a hookup. The time of day is also wrong, and she’s wearing a ring on her ring finger. She’s married, and loyal. She’s not distressed enough to not know where her spouse is. Hmmmm…” A detective-looking esper appeared to her right. ”She’s not eating either. If she wanted to participate in idle gossip, she’d at least order an orange juice, but what she wants is hardly idle. Hmmm…” The same detective appeared on her left. She swiped her finger along her cheek and examined it. She then licked her gloved finger. ”Sweat. Yet it’s far too cool in here to be sweating, and it’s still chilly out. She wasn’t running around in that outfit. Is she looking looking for someone? HMMM…” The detective dashed to the other end of the table and looked straight across at Olivia. ”According to my deductions…According…To my…Deductions… You have a problem that only Sammy the Supah Sleuth can solve!” Two cats appeared on either side of the detective and tossed pawfulls of confetti into the air before ducking under the table. Some of the colored ribbons fell on the detective’s hat and hair, and a few in a nearby table’s drink. She dragged out the table and sat down in it. Her short legs came off the ground. ”Sup?”

“Oh my goodness!” Olivia gasped, her voice sounding far more sweet and melodious than the nasally tone of her mundane form. “That was amazing!” the blonde beauty declared with a dazzling smile as she clasped her hands together. “That thing you just did was like something right out of Sherlock Holmes! Well, this is actually just an engagement ring,” she clarified. “But everything else is correct! I’m worried because I’m looking for a friend of mine,” she explained, holding up the picture on her phone once more. “His name’s Finn, aka The Time Keeper. He’s an esper who was serving as my tour guide and he’s been missing for roughly a week. Oh, and I’m terribly sorry! I never introduced myself! I’m Olivia Bell,” she informed the detective, holding out an elegant hand. “The Ethereal Rose!”

Sammy reached her tiny hand across the table, but when it didn’t quite reach she gave the beauty a thumbs up. ”It’ll be a wedding band in time, I’m sure.” She folded her hands together on top of the table. ”Yes, I have seen much of the Time Keeper in the news. He doesn’t drop by here much anymore. Anyway, if you have something that belongs to him, you could hand it to me and I should be able to locate him without much effort. Otherwise, you can tell me where you last saw him and we can work from there.”

Olivia frowned slightly upon noticing that Sammy couldn’t quite reach across the table to shake her hand, before giving the diminutive detective a thumbs up of her own. “Well, I don’t actually have anything that belongs to him,” she told the super sleuth. “But the last time we were together was when we explored the catacombs under the historic library. We were looking for ghosts,” she explained.

”Oh.” Sammy’s skin turned pale. ”The catacombs are uh, well, they can be quite dangerous. And ghosts too, huh?” She used her napkin to wipe down her forehead. ”I don’t think we can go back there to look for clues. And if you left there with him, there probably isn’t anything there to find.”

One of the chairs near the lonely table slid back, and a witch plopped herself in the seat before leaning in. “Looking for clues, detective? Or perhaps you need wards for those ghosts that spook you so?”

”Brittany…” Sammy squinted her eyes. ”What has you acting so chummy?”

“It’s like that Marrie girl insisted. We have a lot more to gain from working together than butting heads.”

”Well, this case is pro bono. So I don’t have funds to spend on ghost repelling charms.”

“Not all payment comes in coin, dear sleuth.”

”Ah.” Sammy grinned. ”It took me a moment to deduce, but it seems like you’re willing to help out for the publicity!”

“You had the same idea, I trust?”

”Now.” Sammy conveniently avoided answering Brittany’s question. ”Do you know anything about Time Keeper? He’s something of a myth, and knowing what he’s really like could help a lot.”

Olivia, who had been following the back-and-forth banter between the detective and the recent witchy arrival with some interest, perked up at Sammy’s question. “Why yes, I do!” she confirmed with a nod. “He’s very sweet, kind, and helpful, a real gentleman! Plus, he’s incredibly knowledgeable about the city, which, as I’m sure you can imagine, is a very good thing for a tour guide. And he likes to read, which is actually how we first met! You see,” she continued. “I was on my way to check out some books at Mister Torvald’s shop, when I tripped, and he was kind enough to gather them up for me and help me carry them as well! Like I mentioned before, he’s always willing to help someone in need! That said, I suppose he does seem to have something of a self-esteem problem,” she noted with a frown. “I kind of got the feeling that he didn’t really enjoy being an esper, and that he thought he was bad luck. But nothing bad ever happened when I was with him, so I don’t know what might have caused him to think that,” she hastened to add.

Sammy had a notepad out and was jotting down notes the entire time Olivia spoke. Occasionally, she would look up and nod. ”I think I’m seeing a connection here.” She tapped her notepad. ”We have a book loving, paranormal loving esper. He even went exploring under a library to find ghosts. Perhaps the ghosts he spots in his esper life pale compared to the ones he reads about. He wishes to transport himself to other worlds with even more fantastical specters!”

Brittany smirked. “And have you deduced where he might be now?”

”Torvald’s.” Sammy replied with all the intensity she had been maintaining. But this only caused Brittany to chuckle.

“That was just where Olivia and Time Keeper first met. Or do you think…”

”Yes.” She held up her phone to show everyone a video. ”This news story just showed up this morning. Bookman, a popular lifestyle influencer, is showing up at Torvalds to sign his new book. If Time Keeper is unhappy with his life, he will meet with Bookman to get a signed copy to change his luck around while also visiting his favorite bookstore.” She stashed her phone. ”If we’re quick, we can stake out Torvald’s and wait for his arrival. Otherwise, we can ask Bookman if he’s seen Time Keeper and confirm he’s still alive.”

“An incredible deduction!” Brittany stood up. “I have a car we can all use, but the double XXL broom might be more fun. Are you ready to go, Olivia?”

“Oh, yes!” the blonde beauty agreed with an eager smile. “Let’s be off! Oh… But I should probably change back first,” she added, sobering slightly. “I don’t think darling Xolys will fit on your broom…”

“I trust your intuition!” Brittany got up.

”That’s my line!” Before standing up, Sammy hesitated. ”Darling Xolys? Sounds foreign...”







The giant broom was the length of a small limo, but was far easier to park due to its ability to fly. Despite how unwieldy and uncomfortable riding on a wooden dowel might sound, it was not an unpleasant experience for anyone. Brittany dismounted with a carefully choreographed cartwheel, while Sammy swung under the thing and lowered herself to the ground. Then she rolled clear of the contraption before standing up.

”That was swift!” The detective adjusted her hat before looking across the street.

Perhaps unsurprisingly, Olivia’s dismount wasn’t nearly as graceful, the bespectacled brunette’s scrawny frame dangling from the broom for a few awkward moments before dropping to the ground in a pinwheeling of limbs as she tried to keep her balance. Still, such difficulties did nothing to diminish her enthusiasm.

“Gosh! That was so exciting!” she exclaimed even as she struggled to maintain her footing. “I’ve always wanted to give broom riding a try, but Charlotte and Nessie were always too busy,” the chatty girl explained. “Thanks so much for giving me the chance!” she told Brittany with a big smile.

”I suppose all we need to do now is-”

But before Sammy could even finish, someone very familiar came waltzing out of the store.

”Great Scott! It’s him!”

“Oh wow! You’re right!” Olivia gasped. “Hey! Finn!” she called out to the boy, while rapidly waving her hand.

“Did you forget to write her back?” Brittany pointed at Olivia with both hands. “This isn’t a fairy tale. You can’t just save a girl from falling on her face and expect her to forget about you.”

Sammy took a step forward. ”My mental prowess is unnecessary to deduce that you are a stand up gentleman. Come see your friend.”

Shit. The boy visibly flinched at sudden voices calling out to him, his widened eyes snapping towards the direction they- …O-Oh. It was Olivia, and two other girls apparently? With everything that happened, he didn’t even think anyone would come looking for him without ill intent much less manage to spot and recognize him.

Well one of the girls was dressed like a detective, so that answered for him. But Finn seemed concerningly stunned, like a deer caught in headlights. Should he run? Should he stay to talk? He didn’t know.

“Gosh, are you okay, Finn?!” Olivia inquired when she saw that the young esper seemed to be petrified. “You look like you just saw a ghost! Oh my goodness! Did you actually just see one?! What did they look like?!”

”Ghosts!?” Sammy went pale again. ”If there’s one around here, please vanquish it!”

“Don’t worry everyone, I brought plenty of seals!” Brittany pulled one out to show everyone. “This one kind of looks like Time Keeper, but I don’t have the rights to his likeness, so I would have to get them approved by our favorite clockwork hero!”

”Guys…” Finn groaned, raising a hand to wave it off. With a sigh, he hesitantly walked over. ”There’s no ghosts here, please do not cause a scene.” He reassured and asked of them, then looked at Olivia with a remorseful frown. ”’M sorry, with everything that’s happened I-I forgot about you. I didn’t mean to make you worry.”

“That’s okay!” Olivia reassured him. “I’m just glad you’re safe!” she added with a smile. “You know, I was really surprised to find out that you were so famous!” the chatterbox continued. “And I’d love to hear about all your exciting adventures, if you have the time! Oh, and maybe we could also explore the catacombs some more, too, since my field trip will be ending soon, and I really wanted to see some ghosts and/or monsters before I go!”

And again, Finn was stuck like a deer in the headlights. The longer he lingered in this place, the greater the chance was that someone would notice him. Brittany was already texting someone, and Sammy looked like they were about to snap a picture. If only something could save him from this situation.

Suddenly, a massive mech fell out of the sky. One that looked like it had been made with tractor parts, burned within an inch of its life, and then reconstructed with all the tech available at Gemini HQ.

”More adoring fans, timekeeper?” Was blurted out of the speakers before it picked up Timekeeper and charged off again.

“Hey!” Brittany called out before giving chase.

”A chase!” Sammy was hot on their trail.

“Finn!” Olivia gasped, her azure eyes going wide.

As the unlikely duo ran after the other unlikely duo, an unlikely individual started walking down the street.

”Sharr?” She called out. Her big eyes blinking as she walked in the direction the mech had stormed off in. Though she stopped as soon as she caught up to Olivia. ”They’ll be back.” The large eyed girl turned her gaze to Olivia. ”Oh! Oh are you waiting for them too? We can wait together.” She extended a hand. ”I’m Faith. Nice to meet you.”

“I-I’m Olivia,” the bespectacled girl replied, tentatively taking the offered hand. “I-It’s nice to meet you as well. Oh, and I wasn’t waiting for them,” she explained. “Brittany and Sammy were just helping me find Finn. D-Do you know why that, um.. that mech took him?”

”You mean Sharr? She said she had to find him, but was a little hazy on the details.” Then, like it was the most normal thing to do, started to circle around Olivia. ”That looks a little bit like a school uniform. But I don’t think any of the schools around here require them. And…” She examined the insignia on the back of Olivia’s uniform. ”Oh wow! That looks really cool! It reminds me a little bit of the Hogwarts insignia. You wouldn’t happen to be a wizard from some different wizarding school, would you?”

“U-Um, actually, I attend Marrywell Academy,” Olivia replied. “It’s in London, but apparently there’s one here in Pax Septimus as well?” she added with a puzzled tilt of her head. “At least, Finn mentioned something about some students from there possibly being abducted by fairies, but he didn’t seem to know much about it, so I don’t know if it has any relation to my Marrywell, or if your London even has a Marrywell to begin with. You know, learning about all these similarities and differences has really been quite fascinating,” the babbling brunette went on. “But please tell me more about this Sharr person!” Olivia requested, leaning in even closer to Faith while clenching her trembling fists. “She’s not going to harm Finn, is she?! Her mech is very cool, by the way! It reminds me of the kinds of mechanical creations Miss Valeria likes to build with her magic! She’s one of my teachers,” the bespectacled girl explained. “Oh, and my school teaches magical girls, not wizards,” she clarified, carefully adjusting her glasses and lowering her nasally voice to a conspiratorial tone. “But that’s kind of a secret. And since magic using people here are called espers, that’s what I’ve been saying I am so as to blend in better and avoid confusing anyone.”

Faith batted her eyes adorkably at the student. But if one were to listen, she was breathing quite heavily. Her jaw swung open like some primordial beast preparing to devour its next meal. Then she cupped her lips.

”Woooooooooooooow! Marrywell Academy is a magical girl school? In another universe? And you were tutored there?” She began to hop on her heels like a child on a sugar rush. ”That kind of reminds me of Little Witch Academia! You have all of these teenage girls learning how to use magic at Luna Nova academy! Oh, I bet that’s so cool to be surrounded by a bunch of magical girls and cast spells all day! Thinking about what the teachers must be like gets me really excited. You even kind of give me Lotte vibes with the glasses and everything! But Sucy has to be my favorite character. Though Lotte is probably the one I’d rather be in a conversation with, since she wouldn’t poison me. But trying to picture all those witches replaced by magical girls has me on the verge of fainting!” Her excitement was making her voice crack. She inhaled. ”Oh I wonder what sort of magic you use. Lotte communicates with fairies and spirits which is really interesting, and I feel like you probably have a powerful spirit by your side for some reason.” She sighed. ”It’s too bad that you come from a different world. Maybe Sharr could take me someday, since she said she could do that. But nobody else really knows how to visit other worlds.” Another innocent blink. ”Oh, yea, you were talking about Sharr’s mech. Sorry. It’s not really hers. She and Finn just upgraded it, though she told me that we could make another one from scratch just for me. I’m partial to Evas, but Gundams have some slick designs too. The Evas just have that organic look I really like, and I hope we can pull it off. Sharr kind of looks like a magical girl, so I guess I’ll be getting an education similar to what Miss Valeria did for you. I hear they call espers magical boys and girls in Japan, but I don’t know. I don’t think it’s really the same.” Her hopping stopped. ”Oh, and no, I don’t think she’s going to hurt Finn.” Faith rubbed one of her eyes. ”Finn’s okay. He doesn’t make a lot of time for other people, so he’s unavailable a lot.”

“O-Oh, I see!” Olivia replied, finding Faith’s enthusiasm extremely endearing. “That’s quite a relief! I was worried he might be in trouble! I don’t know very much about Gundams,” she went on. “But did you know that the Evas’ biomechanical appearance was inspired by the giant/god warriors from Hayao Miyazaki’s Nausicaa of the Valley of the Wind? I always found the giant warriors fascinating, because humans actually created them by growing them, rather than constructing them, and in the manga, they’re even shown to be sentient! Plus, there’s a single scene where it looks like humans might have been able to ride inside them! That might be where the idea for the fusion between an Eva and its pilot came from! Isn’t that cool?! Also, I love how the giant warriors can form weapons out of solid light, and can fly by twisting space, just like the Evas! Oh, and their skeletal faces are just so adorable, too! As for my school, it’s really great!” Olivia continued, her azure eyes sparkling with delight. “I’m fan of LWA myself, and now that you mention it, Marrywell kinda is a lot like Luna Nova! In fact, one of my friends, Charlotte, kinda looks a bit like Shiny Chariot!” she added with a giggle/snort. “She has a flying broom and a witch’s hat and everything! And another friend, Nessie, sort of resembles Amanda, even though she’s Scottish and not Irish-American. Oh, and the way magic works where I come from is that there are these mystic storybooks called Grimoires, and when they bond with a magical girl, they grant her magical powers based on the story they contain! For example, mine is Beauty and the Beast, but it’s what’s called an Alter, because it’s a variation of the original story,” she explained. “It’s absolutely wonderful, though, since it allowed me to meet my soulmate, Thyerg’Xolys! He’s the Master of Xhar’doth and is so strong and powerful and handsome and kind and I just love him so much! In fact, I don’t really have any magical abilities at all, aside from allowing him to exist in whatever universe I happen to be in. And he’s more of an eldritch horror than a spirit, but my friend Helmi is able to summon all kinds of ghostly sailors to fight for her! Isn’t that really cool?! Oh, and speaking of spirits and giant robots, what did you think of the one that Akko and Constanze built to fight in the wild hunt?! Apparently it’s based on the mecha from Gurren Lagann, which I haven’t gotten around to seeing yet, but looks very exciting! Anyway, I really loved how Akko and Constanze’s robot could also turn into a flying ship, especially since Helmi told me that she’s hoping to get strong enough to eventually be able to summon an actual flying ghost ship of her own!”

”Oh my gawad! Your class sounds super special awesome!” Faith had resumed bouncing up and down as Olivia went on. Her pace and height had increased to the point where the only reasonable explanation was that she was defying gravity. ”I wish I got to have a Shining Chariot look-alike as a friend, but I’m really happy you get to experience something like that! We also use grimoires to transform in this world, which is an interesting naming convention. Because most of the time they aren’t books. I’m told it has to do with way back in the day when almost all of them were in tomes of song. Sheet music and poems. But I’m guessing you guys probably use actual books. And did you say The Shining Chariot look-alike wasn’t the only person who looked like they were from the show? Oh-man-oh-man-oh-man!” It was hard enough for Faith to keep up with everything the unusual girl was saying. She touched on so many topics and didn’t wait for a response to a single one of them, which wasn’t too unlike herself. ”I gotta see Marrywell with my own eyes. I’m probably a little old to go but I could pretend to be Sharr’s legal guardian. She looks like a magical girl when she transforms so that could be my way in. Then I could see your Theyerig’Xorlis and a bunch of ghost sailors! Maybe she can make a flying dutchman for them that would be the coooooolest!” She stopped jumping. ”Gurren Lagann is okay. The first part of the series is a lot more interesting than the second half, and the ending is kind of sad.” She resumed jumping. ”But I love the mechs! They’re kind of pointy and the obsession with drills is weird but also interesting! I don’t know if my mech is going to have a drill on it, but it’s a fun idea for a show!” She folded her hands behind her back. ”Did you want to transform now? I kind of want to meet your special someone.”

“Well, darling Xolys told me I should only transform during emergencies,” Olivia explained. “And people often seem to get really scared of him for some reason, so he usually has to disguise himself or hide out of sight, but I guess it wouldn’t hurt just this once,” she added with a smile. “After all, you already know about espers and magic and monsters, so you’ll hopefully be able to appreciate all of his eldritch charm! Oh, and while I’d love to give you a tour of Marrywell, my student counselor said that it’s really tricky to travel to this universe, and that goes double for traveling from here,” the babbling brunette noted with a slight frown as she adjusted her glasses. “But I’ll still be sure to make a request when I get back!”

”Oh my gawad! That would be-”

A purple and white blur snatched up Faith and carried her around the corner and out of sight. Before Olivia could even wonder what had happened. She could see Brittany flying overhead on a normal sized broom. She floated down to her side before hopping off. “Wow, she’s fast.” She rubbed her head with her sleeve. “The pilot of that mech bailed out, so Sammy and I split up. I took to the skies on my broom to follow the pilot and Sammy should be tracking down Time Keeper. “

“Goodness! So that blur was that Sharr person?!” Olivia inquired. “Gosh, her esper form’s superhuman speed is quite extraordinary! But, if she’s so incredibly fast, and she wanted to capture Finn, then why did she let him go?” the bespectacled brunette wondered with a puzzled frown.

“That’s the strange part.“ Brittany narrowed her eyes. “She took Timekeeper inside the mech, and then she bailed out. Is it on some kind of autopilot, or perhaps there was a co-pilot that’s keeping it moving?“ She shrugged her shoulders. “We might be dealing with a kidnapping. But if that were the case, I don’t see why Timekeeper would avoid contacting anyone for so long.“

“Do you know anything about this Sharr person?” Olivia asked. “Or where she might be taking Finn? Faith didn’t think she would hurt him, but I’m still kind of worried…”

“I didn’t even know her name, and who’s Faith?“

“Oh, um, Faith is the lady who was chasing after the mech,” Olivia replied, although Brittany was only half listening. “I think she’s the apprentice of Sharr, who was piloting the mech, although Faith didn’t really say much about her, other than that she’s really powerful and talented, and also kinda looks like a magical girl,” she added.

While Olivia was still speaking, Brittany approached her XXL broom and hopped onto it. “There’s a non-zero possibility that Timekeeper and this Sharr person are working together. You thought he would be in the catacombs under the library, right? Maybe that’s where he’s headed.“ The broom rose into the air. “I’m going to see if I can help Sammy catch the mech, but if we fail, you might be able to catch him there.“ And in a flurry of rainbow sparkles, the massive broom took off.

“O-Okay!” Olivia acknowledged. “Good luck!” she called with a wave as she watched the giant broom race off.

Hmmm… The library’s pretty close by, so I should probably enter the catacombs via the basement again… Olivia reflected as she set into motion. Still, it might be tricky for me to find my way around down there without a guide… she noted with a frown. Then again, I’ve already met so many friendly and helpful people today, so maybe I’ll run into someone else who’ll be kind enough to assist me!

With that hopeful thought at the forefront of her mind, Olivia made her way to the library with renewed enthusiasm, eager to see just what manner of intriguing individual she might run into next…




“I see. Thank you for informing me, Brittany,” Head Librarian Eleanora Everly told the witchy shopkeeper, before hanging up the library’s antique candlestick telephone and fixing her gaze upon the young woman who had just entered the historic edifice. Why does this turn of events not surprise me? Eleanora thought to herself as she watched the library’s latest visitor hurriedly move past the front desk. “Good morning, Olivia,” she greeted the bespectacled girl. “Is there anything I can help you to locate today?”

“O-Oh, um, n-no thank you, Miss Everly,” Olivia stammered as she came to a stumbling halt at the sound of Eleanora’s voice. Giving the head librarian an unconvincingly innocent smile, she added, “I-I’ll just be browsing…”

“Will you now?” Eleanora inquired with a raised eyebrow. “Are you certain you will not, in fact, be attempting to access the catacombs via our basement archives as you did on your previous visit?”

Olivia gasped, her eyes going wide. “Y-You… knew about that?” she asked meekly as she cowered before the head librarian’s stern visage.

“I did,” Eleanora confirmed with a nod, before allowing her expression to soften. “Olivia, the reason access to the catacombs is forbidden is for your own safety,” she explained. “They are highly dangerous, and even if you managed to emerge from your last trip down there unscathed, there is no guarantee that shall remain the case if you attempt to venture there again, especially if you plan to do so alone.”

“I-I know,” Olivia replied. “B-But that’s why I have to go! You remember Finn, the nice boy who’s been helping me? W-Well, there’s a good chance he might be trapped down there, and I really want to make sure he’s okay! Please,” she pleaded. “I promise I’ll be careful, and even if he can’t fight well in such cramped spaces, darling Xolys should still be able protect me from any monsters, although I’ve yet to see a single one during my stay in the city, which is kind of disappointing, since I’ve been really curious as to what the monsters here look like, which is why I got Finn to give me tours of Pax Septimus’s most paranormally active locations, but now he may be in trouble and I want to help him like he helped me!”

As she listened to Olivia’s distraught ramblings, Eleanora felt her initially firm refusal to accede to the bespectacled chatterbox’s request crumble before the onslaught of words like a wobbly tower of books, despite her best efforts to maintain its integrity. I know she means well, but she cannot possibly understand the magnitude of the danger she’s placing herself in by going down there unaccompanied, aside from whoever this ‘darling Xolys’ is. Still, I suppose she doesn’t have to remain unaccompanied… The head librarian gave voice to a weary sigh of defeat. “Very well,” she conceded, while carefully adjusting her glasses. “Against my better judgement, I shall allow you access to the archives’ entrance to the catacombs. However,” she added, raising a finger for emphasis. “You must promise me that you will be as cautious as possible and not take any undue risks, is that understood?”

“Yes, of course!” Olivia replied, while giving a vigorous nod. “And thank you so much!” she added with a giggle/snort as she hugged a wide eyed Eleanora. “I promise to be extra careful, and if I see a monster, I’ll be sure to observe it from a safe distance!”

Eleanora, whose usual composure had been briefly shattered by Olivia’s surprise embrace, slowly returned it as professionally and with as much decorum as she could. “N-Now then,” the librarian spoke up, while attempting to extricate herself from the bespectacled girl’s tight grip. “Allow me to escort you to the passage entrance. I took the liberty of installing new locks after your last excursion,” she explained. “So even if you had snuck past me, I imagine you would have had a rather difficult time gaining access. Thankfully, I always keep the library’s various keys on my person, so this shall be our little secret,” she added with a wink as the corner of her mouth tugged upwards in the slightest hint of a smirk.

In short order, Eleanora guided Olivia to the otherwise unoccupied archives, uncovered the hidden door, and released all of its myriad new locks. “That should do it,” she announced, opening the passage to the darkened depths below. “I trust you brought some form of illumination?” the librarian inquired of her young visitor.

“Oh, yes!” Olivia confirmed with a smile. “I always bring my flashlight with me whenever I explore the city! After all, most of the places where paranormal activity are said to occur are exceptionally dark! But I don’t mind, since I find that kind of ambiance to be incredibly charming!” she added with a giggle/snort.

“I see…” Eleanora replied, not for the first time wondering if she was making the right decision. “Well, if your young friend really is down there, then we shouldn’t waste another moment.”

“Right!” Olivia agreed with a firm nod before setting off down the steps. “Thanks again for all your help, Miss Everly!” she called over her shoulder. “You know, I’ve met a lot of helpful people today,” the bespectacled girl continued. “So maybe there’s another friendly person waiting for me below!”

“Perhaps there is,” Eleanora reflected as she watched the girl disappear into the darkness. “Perhaps there is…”




In all honesty, Olivia had absolutely zero idea of exactly where in the labyrinthian catacombs Finn might have been taken, if he was even down there to begin with. Furthermore, without the aid of a guide, the bespectacled chatterbox had zero way of knowing where she even was herself. Yes, getting lost was a very real possibility, but one that didn’t particularly trouble Olivia. She was on a mission, and, so far, whenever she’d needed help, someone had always been there to provide it. Thus, even as she peered into empty alcoves and called Finn’s name into the darkness only to be met with nothing more than an echo, Olivia was still fully convinced that this would continue to be the case.

After a time, the cramped catacombs opened into the slightly more spacious sewers, her flashlight’s beam glistening on the putrid waters. “Gosh, I hope I didn’t take a wrong turn…” Olivia murmured as she examined her new surroundings. “Well, at least darling Xolys will have more room now if he needs to protect me,” she added with a pleased smile, before it all-too-quickly drooped into a glum frown. “That is, if I even get to see any ghosts or other monsters…”

“Dat ain’t somethin’ ya should be ‘opin’ fer,” a voice noted.

Whirling around, Olivia found herself (nearly) face to face with what looked for all the world like…

“A goblin!” Olivia squealed in delight, her wide eyes gleaming with excitement. “You’re a goblin girl, right?! Or, are you a goblin woman?! I’m so sorry if I offended you, it’s just that it’s really hard for me to tell your age because of how small you are, and oh my gosh, I’m just so glad I finally got to meet an actual monster!”

“Yeah… ‘bout dat…” the goblin girl replied with an awkward frown once Olivia’s babbling had finally quieted. “Ah’m not actually a monster. Ah’m a human, an diz ere’z mah esper form. Ah just look like a goblin so’z ah can hunt ‘em better,” she explained with a grin. “Name’z Elzy,” she added, holding out a clawed hand.

“Oh wow, so you’re an esper, too?!” Olivia asked. “Gosh! I knew that they could have all sorts of different forms, but I never expected one could look like a monster! Oh! And I’m Olivia!” she added, taking the offered hand with a bit too much enthusiasm. “It’s very nice to meet you, Elzy!”

“Uh, same ere…” Elzy replied as she tried (and failed) to extricate her hand from Olivia’s surprisingly vice-like grip. “An’ we esperz come in all shapez an’ sizez,” she confirmed. “Dere’z diz one dat looked like a giant suit o’ armor, wit nothin’ inside, but dey ain’t been seen ‘round much lately.”

“Goodness! That sounds absolutely fascinating! I would have loved to meet them! In fact, with the way their esper form is just a suit of animated armor, they almost sound like a ghost! she added with a happy giggle/snort.

“Speakin’ o’ ghostz, dey ain’t nothin’ ta mess ‘round wit,” Elzy advised. “An’ neither’re goblinz. Dey may be tiny little shitz, but dey’re really fuckin’ clever, an’ if dey catch ya, well… if ah told ya, it’d probably give ya nightmarez fer a month. So, anyway,” the goblinoid esper continued. “Yer lucky ya ran inta meh an’ not one ‘o dem.

“I really am!” Olivia agreed, while rapidly nodding her head. “In fact, I’ve been really lucky all day! Every time I’ve needed help, I’ve met just the right person to provide it!”

“Ya don’t say?” Elzy inquired with a raised eyebrow.

“Yes!” Olivia confirmed, having never met a rhetorical question she didn’t answer. “You see, I’ve been searching for my friend, Finn. I’m visiting Pax Septimus on a single-student field trip and he’s been serving as my tour guide! Since I heard this city was filled with monsters of all kinds, I wanted to try and see a few by visiting locations with the highest paranormal activity! I know it can be somewhat dangerous, but like I’ve been telling everyone else, there’s no need to worry, because I have my darling Xolys to protect me! He’s so big and strong and handsome and charming and not only can his tentacles crush the life out of any monster, they also give the most comfy hugs! But, for some reason, a lot of people seem to be terrified of him! Like, this one time, when we were having a Halloween party…”







“…and then he mentioned that Helmi might be scared of ghosts, which is just silly because she summons ghost sailors to fight for her all the time, but anyways, when we got to the haunted music room…”



“Wonder ‘ow much longer diz iz gonna go on fer…” Elzy mused as she rolled her eyes and gave voice to a tired sigh.



“…and he had the cutest top hat and monocle, but he said he wasn’t really a ghost, and the reason things could pass through him was actually because he was out of phase with…”



Meanwhile, Elzy had been digging a clawed finger ever-deeper into one of her oversized ears, before finally pulling it free to reveal a massive clump of wax. “Huh. Dat wuz biggah den ah dought…” she noted idly as she examined the wax ball, before discarding it with a dismissive flick of her finger. “Oh fuck. She’z still goin’…”



“…and then he helped me pick up my books and after that we introduced ourselves and…”



“Reeeeally ‘ope she’z gonna wrap diz up sometime soon…” Elzy muttered as she stared at a completely oblivious Olivia with the most blank visage imaginable.



“…and that’s why I came down here!” Olivia finally concluded. “So, do you think you can help me search for him?!”

“Lemme git diz straight,” Elzy began, her voice filled with exhaustion as she slowly raised one hand, while using the other to pinch the bridge of her nose. “Yer a magical girl, which iz like an esper, from anover ooniverse, ‘an yer tour guide, an’ esper named Finn, aka da Time Keeper, got kidnapped, an’ now ya dink ‘e’z somewhere down ere?”

“Yes, that’s correct!” Olivia confirmed.

“Welp, it’z not like ah can just leave ya down ere all by yerself,” Elzy replied. “So ah guezz ah’ll ‘elp ya find diz friend ‘o yerz.”

“Oh! Thank you so much!” Olivia gushed as she knelt down and wrapped the goblin girl up in a big hug.

“Urk! D-Damn… Y-Yer stronger den ya look…” Elzy wheezed upon finally being let go.

“Although,” Olivia continued, her new friend’s pained words having gone blissfully unnoticed. “I’m not exactly down here alone, since I always have darling Xolys with me!”

“Riiiiight…” Elzy sighed. “Juz stay behind meh, an’ ah’ll keep uz clear ‘o any nasty surprisez. An’ keep yer voice down, too,” she advised. “Ya may wanna see monsterz, but trust meh, ya really don’t wanna draw da attention ‘o some ‘o da stuff down ere.”

“Okay!” Olivia acknowledged. “I’ll make sure to use a whisper from now on!”

“Great…”




“So, are you biologically a goblin in your esper form, or do you just look like one visually?” Olivia inquired as they made their way through the twisting sewer passages.

“Ah’m a total goblin inside an’ out when ah’m like diz,” Elzy replied. “Ow else ya dink ah’d be able ta put up wiv stayin’ down ere so long?”

“What’s wrong with staying down here?” Olivia inquired innocently.

“Ya fuckin’ kiddin’ meh?!” Elzy asked, turning around to give the bespectacled chatterbox an incredulous stare. “Diz place iz a fuckin’ shithole!” she added, gesturing to the fetid, detritus-filled sewer way.

“Oh, um, I guess I didn’t really notice,” Olivia replied. “As a matter of fact, I actually like it down here. Sewers have always fascinated me, especially the lifeforms that thrive in them, like insects, gastropods, and fungus!”

“Wut iz wiv diz kid?” Elzy muttered.

“Um, if you’ve been down here so much, can you tell me about some of the creatures you’ve encountered?” Olivia asked. “Besides goblins, that is,” she clarified.

“Well, dere are lotz ‘o critterz romin’ ‘round down ere, includin’ a giant snake, but ah do mah best ta steer clear ‘o ‘em, since ah’m really only good at killin’ goblinz. Anyfing else’d eat meh alive. Literally.”

“Wow, really?!”

“Yup,” Elzy confirmed. “Dat’z why ah told ya it ain’t safe fer ya to be down ere. Da fingz ya could run inta are really fuckin’ dangerouz, even more den da onez topside, cuz at least most a da time, ya can see dem comin’.”

“B-But people still survive down here, right?” Olivia pressed. “I mean, you said the goblins managed to live here despite all the other dangers, so, um, do you know of anyone else that might be able to do the same thing? Maybe as a hiding place?”

“Well, dere were some rumerz o’ a few depraved esperz hiden’ out down ere,” Elzy replied. “But, dankefully, ah never came acrozz ‘em.”

“Depraved espers?”

“Esperz dat do somefing so orrible dey git marked fer deff by all da ovver factionz,” Elzy explained. “Dere juz az bad az da worst monsterz, so ah ain’t gonna go anywhere near ‘em.”

“Huh… I wonder if the espers chasing after Finn are depraved…” Olivia mused as the pair entered a roughly circular chamber with entrances to several branching paths. “I sure hope not. Faith was such a nice lady, just like Finn, and I couldn’t imagine either of them having done anything bad enough to be marked for death…”

“Y’know,” Elzy spoke up in an attempt to change the subject. “Dere’z a good chance dat friend o’ yerz might not even be down ere, an’ diz could all be just a big waste o’ time. Ya sure ya don’t wanna ‘ead back topside an’ look someplace else?”

“Can we look just a little longer?” Olivia asked. “I don’t want to turn back until we’re positive he’s not here. Plus, I really wanted to see one of those monsters you mentioned, or at least a ghost… Do you think maybe you could…”

“Damn it, kid!” Elzy snapped, her patience long since eroded away. “Ah told ya, dey’d kill ya in a fuckin’ ‘artbeat!”

“B-But Xolys…”

“Shhh!” Elzy hissed, pulling Olivia down and clapping a hand over her mouth. “Ear dat?” she whispered into the bespectacled brunette’s ear as her own oversized ears began to twitch. “Somefing’z comin’…”

“Whuf?” Olivia inquired through the goblin girl’s palm, sounding more intrigued than frightened.

“Ah don’t know,” Elzy whispered back. “An’ ah don’t plan on findin’ out!” she added, grabbing Olivia’s arm and pulling her back the way they’d come. “Let’z git outta ere!”

“B-But…!”

“AHHHHHH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLS!” The catacombs themselves trembled as a deep, disembodied voice reached them. “You have walked directly into my lair, of which there is no escape! Prepare to spend the rest of eternity as nourishment for maggots and worms!” The sound of its approach was getting louder. Even Olivia could make out the heavy crashing in the distance. Though even nearby, the roof of the catacombs shook and dropped dirt on their heads. “Do not run from your destiny, for it will do you no good! Come…Closer…”

“Shit shit shit! Elzy swore as she pulled Olivia along, only for a massive chunk of stone to fall from the ceiling and block their escape route.

“G-Goodness!” Olivia gasped as she covered her head with her free hand. “I-It really doesn’t seem to be very safe here, so maybe we should go to where the voice is coming from?” she suggested. “I-I’m sure darling Xolys can protect us if they try to do anything mean, and I’m very curious to see what they look like, so…”

Before Elzy could reply, another giant piece of the ceiling broke off and plunged down directly on top of the pair. Yet, just before it could crush them, the chunk of rock shattered against a dome of glowing green energy. Such was Elzy and Olivia’s surprise at this unexpected turn of events that it took them a moment to realize that the source of the protective barrier was a young woman in a futuristic white bodysuit with neon green accents, who was now standing between the pair.

“Oh wow!” Olivia cheered. “That was amazing! Thanks so much!”

“Happy to help,” the young woman replied with a strained smile. “I’m Agent Orion, Knight of Tomorrow.”

“Ah wuz wonderin’ when ya’d finally decide ta show yerself, Orion,” Elzy told the newcomer with a wry smirk. “Sure picked one ‘ell ‘o a time fer yer grand entrance!”

“You mean you knew she was here all along?” Olivia asked.

“Yup,” the goblin girl confirmed. “She’z been trailin’ uz fer awhile, but since she’z one ‘o dem goodie two shooez types, ah figured she probably wuzn’t plannin’ ta ‘arm uz.”

“Yeah… It’s, uh, kind of a long story,” the Knight of Tomorrow replied sheepishly. That was, of course, quite an understatement.

At first, it had been fairly easy to follow Olivia, but that all changed when the bespectacled chatterbox had left The Great Escape with Sammy and Brittany. While the high-tech heroine’s esper form may have boasted the speed of an olympic gold medalist, even Usain Bolt in his prime would have been unable to keep pace with a flying broomstick traveling at over 70 mph. Thus, Ashley had missed the run in with Finn outside Torvald’s, the boy’s abduction via mecha, and (perhaps thankfully) Olivia’s subsequent meeting with Faith. By the time she’d caught up, her eccentric neighbor had just entered the library. The exhausted agent had then begun trailing Olivia through the catacombs and sewers, keeping enough distance to at least avoid the chatterbox’s notice (if not Elzy’s), but remaining close enough to leap into action the moment her help was needed.

“Somefin’ tellz meh dat’ll ‘ave ta wait,” Elzy remarked as she took up a combat stance and readied her sword.

“Right,” the Knight of Tomorrow agreed, tightening her grip on her techno-wand and raising her energy shield. “We’ve got more immediate problems to worry about… Stay behind us, Olivia,” she instructed. “Things are about to get very dangerous, very fast.”

“Welp, lookz like yer gonna git ta see dat monster ya were ‘opin’ fer after all…” Elzy muttered, her gaze fixed on the far tunnel opening as the rumbling continued to grow louder.

In fact, Olivia was very excited, and her heart was pounding with eager anticipation, but at the same time, she was concerned for Elzy’s safety, and the strangely familiar Orion’s as well. “P-Please be careful!” she told the pair. Of course, if it came to it, she could always call upon Xolys’s aid, but she really didn’t want to risk scaring the approaching monster away before she got a chance to get a good look at it.

”You lot are aware that I can smell, hear, and even taste your presence in my domain, are you not?” The monster’s tone was haughty and felt like it was coming out of the walls itself. ”I do not stalk prey in my own domain. If you have come this far, you may come to me. You will find escape is impossible otherwise.” A low, rumbling chuckle filled the halls. ”Ah, but perhaps the issue is that you do not yet know who I am. Hmmmmm, but to tell you outright would spoil the fun. Why don’t we play a little game then? Let’s see if three heads are greater than…me.” Even without seeing the creature, they could feel it smirking at them. ”The Hand owns Pax Septimus, of which I’m sure most of you are aware. But relating to the hand, which part of the human body is most important do you think?”

“Fuckin’ riddlez?! Elzy asked incredulously. “What iz diz, da Hobbit?!”

”I find it quite humorous that someone who walks around cosplaying as a little green orc would accuse *me* of being in the hobbit. The voice shot back, smug as ever.

Elzy simply ground her teeth in annoyance.

“Of course it can’t just make things simple…” Ashley muttered before giving voice to a tired sigh. “I really don’t have time for this…”

“Well, I don’t know anything about The Hand, but a hand can’t really be used unless it's attached to an arm,” Olivia spoke up. “Then again, an arm can’t move if a brain doesn’t tell it to do so, which I guess makes the brain the most important part!”

”FOOOOOOOOOOOLS! AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHA!” The voice boomed. ”Humans put far too much emphasis on the head, or ‘brain’ as you put it. It may be important to humans but let’s be real here, not every humanoid needs a brain or head to run their body. An android needs no head, nor does a Dullahan or the goddess Chinnamasta. Your answer is wrong.” A pleased sigh filled the room. ”But credit where credit is due. You are on the right track with the arm. It is attached to the hand, but it, too, is attached to the shoulder. And the shoulder is part of the torso. I’m sure a brilliant young woman like yourself must know where I’m going with this now, no?” Ashley and Elzy could feel the creature’s presence on them.

​​As the only member of the incongruous trio to maintain her amiability, Olivia spoke up again. “Well, you said which part of the human body, so I think bringing up other entities is a little disingenuous,” she told the creature, not sounding intimidated in the slightest. “But I suppose if you’re looking for something more specific than the arm, perhaps the elbow? Or if you mean important to the hand itself, then I guess it would have to be the opposable thumb!” she added with a smile, hoping she’d found the answer this creature was seeking. “Oh, but since I’m answering your question, can I ask one of my own? You see, I’m looking for a friend of mine named Finn. He’s an incredibly sweet and adorable boy who’s also an esper known as the Time Keeper, and I think he might be down here somewhere. So, um, would you happen to have seen him?”

The room was quiet for a time. ”Did I say human?” The monster thought for a time. ”No matter, I will not answer your question because you cannot answer mine. For you are a FOOOOOOOOOOOL! AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHA!” The catacombs trembled once more. ”I grow tired of watching you struggle to answer something so simple, so allow me to blow your mind. The hand is merely the end of a massive crane. And while the business end of a crane is its most important feature, the arm that holds it is powerless without its body! Think about how useless a crane would be if it had no treads, tires, or other way to move about. Why, it would surely tip over without some support from the floor!” The walls began to shake and move apart. ”A hand is nothing without an arm, but the arm is directed by the shoulder, and the shoulder is directed by the torso, and the torso is held up by the legs, and below all of that is what holds the body steady! I am The Foot!” As the catacombs opened up, it came into view. A giant, dirty foot with monstrous talons on every toe. On the front of the foot was a giant face with large pale eyes and teeth that stretched from ankle to ankle. ”And while the hand does my bidding up above, I remain below, commanding our forces under the earth. And you have walked right into my lair! FOOOOOOOOOOOLS! AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHA! YOU BLEW IT! YOU’RE ALL DEAD!”

​​That went about as well as I expected…” Ashley grumbled, before charging up her techno-wand and firing off a pair of high-powered energy bolts in quick succession.

“Damn, dat fing’z ugly an’ den some…” Elzy observed. “Now, juz’ keep dat big mouf o’ yerz open a bit longer,” she told the laughing creature as she removed a hand from her sword and used it to chuck a just-conjured bundle of dynamite sticks into its giant maw.

However, none of the projectiles would make it to their targets. The rapidly expanding room was also rapidly crumbling, and the monster was obscured from view behind some falling boulders. The ceiling continued to drop massive stones, starting further away and coming closer at an alarming rate.

Perhaps unsurprisingly, Olivia had a slightly different reaction to the creature’s appearance…

“Oh my gosh! A giant foot! Ooooh! He looks so adorable! the bespectacled chatterbox gushed, clasping her hands together as sparkles filled her eyes. “I really wish we didn’t have to fight him,” she added as she watched her new friends launch their attacks, only for them to be blocked by debris from the rapidly collapsing chamber, her cheerful voice taking on a significantly more sullen tone. “Killing us just because we couldn’t solve his riddle is a little extreme.”

”I’m killing you because you entered my lair. Big difference!

The catacombs shook more aggressively, and the falling debris got larger. It would take more than Ashley’s wand to blow apart the rocks, and the dynamite wouldn’t be much more useful once the ceiling caved in on their heads.

“Shit!” Elzy swore in frustration as she was forced to employ her various conjured explosives simply to destroy the rain of boulders threatening to crush them. “Diz lazy fucker’z juz gonna wait fer da whole damn ceilin’ ta fall on uz!”

“It certainly seems like it!” A panicked Ashley agreed, her eyes frantically searching for some path of escape even as she blasted apart another falling chunk of rock.

Unfortunately, no such path seemed to exist, and even with their combined firepower, it wouldn’t be long before the debris began falling faster than they could destroy them. Yes, things were looking quite grim, at least, until the rain of rubble completely stopped, the roof of the chamber having been eclipsed by an enormous pair of… wings…?

“Don’t worry!” a sweetly melodic voice called from behind the pair. “Darling Xolys will keep us safe!”

Turning around, the two espers were greeted by the sight of a beguilingly beautiful blonde-haired woman bedecked in an elaborate blue ballgown that shimmered with the light of a hundred twinkling stars, and behind her…

“A-Ah don’t believe it…” Elzy murmured.

“H-He’s…”

“E-E’z…”

Real?!

Towering up behind the transformed Olivia, wings spread wide, was a nightmarish multi-limbed, many tentacled eldritch monstrosity, far more imposing than the giant foot opposing them. Yet, despite its terrifying visage, it indeed seemed to be protecting them, as not only were its wings serving as a shield against the falling rubble, several of the creature’s rapidly spinning tendrils had created a series of whirlwinds that were now collecting the boulders crashing down farther out, creating a mostly unobstructed path to the giant foot.

“Of course he’s real!” Olivia replied with an amused burst of laughter, one which sounded more like a cascade of melodic chimes, rather than the cacophony of loud snorts produced by her regular voice. “Thank you, darling!” she told her eldritch consort as she lovingly gazed up at the massive monstrosity.

“You are most welcome as always, my dearest Olivia,” Xolys replied, his voice disconcertingly refined and polite.

“T-That’s the voice I heard in her room the other day…” a still stunned Ashley murmured as she blankly watched the bizarre interaction unfolding before her with a wide eyed stare. “U-Um, y-yes,” the Knight of Tomorrow finally spoke up after shaking off her initial shock. “T-Thank you. W-We should be able to get a clear shot at him, now, r-right Elzy?”

“U-Uh, y-yeah…” the goblinoid esper replied in a dazed tone as she forced her trembling body to slowly turn away from “darling Xolys”.

“Oh! Please don’t waste any more of your mana!” Olivia entreated. “You’ve done so much already! Leave this to the Ethereal Rose and her darling Xolys!”

With that, the tentacled terror opened his lamprey-like maw wide and, giving voice to an otherworldly screech, disgorged a twisting torrent of unreality. It smashed through the few boulders still falling and then hit the foot with the force of a thousand bullet trains, the eldritch energies drilling into the strange creature’s skin like a churning blender of broken tesseract fragments and transdimensional spectrum shards.

“H-Holy…”

“Fuck…”

”GRAAAHHHHHHH!” The foot-shaped monster howled. ”PAIN! MY ONLY WEAKNESS! WHO KNEWWWWWWWWWWwwwwwwwww…” And then with a satisfying pop, the creature vanished from sight.

With The Foot vanquished, the chamber’s collapse came to an abrupt halt, giving Elzy and Ashley a chance to catch their breath and take stock of the bizarre battle’s aftermath.

“Dat’z it?” Elzy wondered aloud. “E’z dead after juz one shot? Damn… Either e wuz a fuckin’ pushover, or dat beam packed some bigazz fuckin’ power!”

“Or he was a coward and teleported away after realizing the attack could actually harm him,” Ashley noted.

“Oh, I truly hope so!” Olivia spoke up, her hands clasped over her more sizable chest. “I would very much like to be able to examine him in greater detail, and there are so many questions I want to ask him! For instance, was he always just a giant foot, or was he at one point attached to a larger creature? Also, all those books over there seem to indicate that he liked to read,” the Ethereal Rose continued, pointing an elegant finger at the piles of books heaped up inside The Foot’s lair. “And I would just love to know what his favorite genres are!”

“‘Oly shit… Elzy murmured as she slowly made her way over to the mass of tomes. “Are dose…?” Opening the front cover of the top book of the first stack she came to, her yellow eyes went wide. “An’ ‘ere ah dought dese got nicked by goblinz… Den again, ah guezz da gobboz coulda been workin’ fer diz Foot fucker…” the goblinoid esper mused.

Meanwhile, Olivia was still babbling away, although at least her current form made her voice considerably more pleasant to listen to.

“And speaking of teleporting, if there’s any way to track where he teleported to, darling Xolys could teleport after him, thanks to that Grimoire tuning Miss Eins provided! I know you said it should probably only be used for emergencies, darling,” she added as she smiled up at her eldritch consort. “But I think this certainly qualifies, don’t you?!”

“To be perfectly honest, my sweet,” Xolys began tentatively. “I believe it might be more prudent to depart these darkened tunnels and continue your search for young master Finn elsewhere, as it does not seem likely that he might be found anywhere in these depths, and the same can almost certainly be said of that unpleasant fellow we just encountered having any knowledge of his whereabouts.”

“You’re probably right, darling,” Olivia conceded. “You know how carried away I can get, and it wouldn’t do to get distracted from our real objective,” she added, before turning to the other two espers. “I know you’re both probably very busy with important esper matters, but would either of you like to continue helping me for a little while longer?” the azure-clad maiden inquired with a hopeful smile.

“Ah gotta git dese fingz back ta da library,” Elzy replied, patting one of the sizable stacks. “Dey went missin’ awhile ago, an’ ah’m sure da staff’ll be ‘appy ta see ‘em returned,” she added with a toothy grin. “Pluz, ah, uh, ain’t exactly cut out fer doin’ fingz topside…”

“I-I should probably assist Elzy with moving these books, since there seems to be an awful lot of them,” Ashley noted, while doing her best not to look directly at Olivia’s eldritch companion.

“Oh, but, um, weren’t you following me for some reason?” Olivia asked, her enchanting visage looking rather puzzled.

“Well, uh, about that…” Ashley began with an awkward smile. “I was asked by an acquaintance of yours to look after you, since you were planning on venturing into some of the more dangerous parts of the city and they were worried about your safety,” the Knight of Tomorrow explained. “H-However, after seeing how capably your, uh, darling Xolys here is able to deal with threats, I don’t think there’s any need for me to watch over you any longer.”

“Oh, you must mean Ashley!” Olivia replied with a jubilant smile. “She worries about me a lot, but that’s only because of how incredibly nice she is! But, um, how do the two of you know each other?”

“I saved her from a monster, once,” the high-tech heroine replied as she began picking up some of the piled books.

“Really?!” Olivia asked, her azure eyes gleaming with excitement. “I guess that explains why she’s been so worried about me running into any,” the blonde beauty observed. “But wait, you said you were an agent, correct? Does that mean you work for G.E.M.I.N.I.?”

“Yes, that’s right,” the Knight of Tomorrow confirmed.

“Oh wow!” Olivia exclaimed. “That means you probably know Finn! And probably even fought monsters together!”

“H-He told you he worked for G.E.M.I.N.I.?” Ashley asked, her tone filled with shock and perhaps a hint of anger.

“Oh, no!” Olivia clarified. “I learned that from some espers at the Great Escape!”

“I see…” Ashley murmured as she frowned in thought. “Well, to answer your question, we did work together for a time, but he chose to leave the organization due to some… differences in opinion.”

“Oh… I’m very sorry to hear that…” Olivia replied, her lovely visage taking on a more sullen countenance.

“It was honestly for the best,” Ashley reassured her. “The stresses associated with being an agent were starting to get to him, so I think a break from all that will do him a world of good.”

“Well, in that case, I hope he gets all the rest he needs!” Olivia replied, having returned to her usual upbeat exuberance.

“Speakin’ o’ rest,” Elzy spoke up. “Ah dink we’re gonna need some after haulin’ all dese bookz back…”

“If I may, Miss Elzy,” Xolys offered, raising a single scythed talon of a wickedly clawed appendage. “I believe I can greatly expedite the books’ transferal, and would be more than happy to provide such assistance.”

“O-Oh, uh, d-dankz fer da offer,” the goblin girl replied in a shaky voice as she hesitantly glanced over her shoulder at the eldritch monstrosity she’d been trying to forget was still there. “B-But, uh, ah don’t dink ya’d be able ta fit through all dem narrow tunnelz…”

“As it transpires, I think this would be a most pertinent instance in which to employ my trans-etheric teleportation abilities,” the gentleman horror declared, even as he scooped up several piles of books with his myriad tendrils. “I merely need to know the location you would like for these tomes to be deposited at.”

“W-Well, uh, in dat case, a-ah dink da annex is probably da best place fer ‘em, ‘least fer da time bein’,” a cringing Elzy stammered, her small body shuddering at the closeness of Xolys’s tentacles.

“But darling, don’t you need to have some knowledge of the location you want to teleport to?” Olivia asked.

“That shall not pose a problem,” Xolys assured her, even as he reached a tendril out towards a visibly horrified Elzy. “Please do not be alarmed, Miss Elzy,” he bid the cowering goblin. “I promise that you shall experience no discomfort. All I ask is that you call a memory of the annex to the forefront of your mind.”

“O-Okay…” Elzy confirmed, wincing and squeezing her eyes shut as Xolys prepared to place his tendril upon her forehead.

“There,” the gentleman horror announced as he retracted the appendage. “That should suffice. Thank you, Miss Elzy.”

“Uh, sure fing…” the goblinoid esper replied with a mixture of relief and surprise. “Y’know, dat actually wuzn’t even close ta bein’ az bad az ah dought’d be…”

“Of course it wasn’t!” Olivia replied with a sweetly harmonious giggle. “Darling Xolys is a perfect gentleman!”

“Thank you my dearest,” Xolys told the blonde beauty with a respectful bow. “Now then, if there are no objections, let us take our leave.”

Once everyone had given their assent, a swirling vortex of eldritch energy quickly enveloped the quartet, and after a bright flash, they found themselves in the library’s annex, along with all the stolen books.

“And here we are,” Xolys announced, his massive form having considerably reduced its size in order to fit in the smaller space. “I trust no one experienced any discomfort?”

“No, not at all,” Ashley replied.

“Same ‘ere,” Elzy added.

“I’ve traveled through portals before, but this was my first time teleporting such a considerable distance,” Ashley noted. “It’s a very impressive ability.”

“Isn’t it, though?!” Olivia agreed, her azure eyes gleaming with excitement. “Teleporting really tires darling out, so he has to rest for a while before he’s able to do it again,” she explained while affectionately caressing one of Xolys’s tendrils. “But with enough training, I’m sure he’ll be able to overcome that limitation completely!”

“As optimistic as ever, my sweet,” Xolys noted with a chuckle as he gently wrapped an eldritch appendage around her, causing the fair maiden to giggle with delight. “Though, while I have greatly enjoyed our time together, I believe it might be best if you returned to your mundane form,” he advised. “I fear it would cause quite a commotion if I were to enter the main library.”

“I suppose you’re right, darling,” Olivia conceded with a sigh, closing her eyes as she embraced and lovingly nuzzled one of her consort’s tentacles, while Ashley and Elzy watched the incongruous pair with no small amount of awkwardness. “See you when I get back home,” she told him, before a burst of azure energy saw the eldritch monstrosity vanish and the beguiling beauty return to her normal, nerdy appearance. “Well, um, I guess I’ll be heading off now,” Olivia told her new friends in her usual nasally voice. “It was really nice meeting you Elzy! And you, too, Orion!” she added with a wave. “Thanks again for all the help!”

With that, she headed up the stairs and disappeared from sight.

“So, um, do you need any help with organizing these?” Ashley inquired after a moment, gesturing to the books piled up on the floor.

“Nah,” Elzy replied with a dismissive wave of her clawed hand. “Da staff’ll ‘andle dat. ‘Sidez, ah’ll bet yer ready ta ‘ead ‘ome yerself,” she added with a knowing smirk. “Diz place haz all sortz ‘o secret tunnelz,” the goblinoid esper noted, pressing a hidden button that slid back part of the wall to reveal a small passage. “Ah’ll give ya some privacy if ya wanna change back,” she told Ashley. “We esperz gotta keep our secretz, right?” the goblin girl asked with a wink.

“Uh, yes, that’s right,” Ashley confirmed, before giving the smaller esper an appreciative smile. “Thanks.”

“Don’t mention it,” Elzy called as she began crawling into the tunnel. “Say,” the goblin girl added, pausing to look back at the high-tech heroine. “Ya dink she’ll stay outta trouble now?”

Ashley frowned as she looked towards the stairs. “I certainly hope so…”




“Oh, what an exciting day this was, darling!” Olivia gushed as she cuddled with Xolys on her apartment’s bed. “I got to meet so many fascinating people and even saw a monster! I only wish I could have gotten a chance to say goodbye to Finn as well,” she added with a slight frown. “I know Faith said that Miss Sharr only wanted to talk with him, but I hope she doesn’t try to end his vacation prematurely…”

“There’s no way of knowing for certain, my sweet,” Xolys replied. “But perhaps Miss Sammy and Miss Brittany were able to locate them before that potentiality could be made manifest?” It might have been grasping at proverbial straws, but anything that might calm Olivia’s worries was worth a try. After all, it wasn’t as if there was very much chance of running into the detective and shopkeeper again before he and Olivia departed Pax Septimus.

Then, as if she could be conjured by merely saying her name, Sammy pushed open the door to the apartment. The teenage detective stood in the doorway. She looked like she had been dragged through an army obstacle course. Her outfit was caked with everything from mud to trash. Her eyes held a thousand yard stare, and her knees were buckled just from the effort it took to stand. Behind her were several cats that were better off, but not by much.

”He got away.”

She promptly fell forward and went out like a light.

I didn’t ask for your FUCKIN’ HELP!!!
-Nyxia Torrentia, Neon Tempest of the Ultraviolet Rainbow


At first, the impact of the Mega Omega Obliterator against what little remained of the undead Tengu’s skull did scarcely more than slightly fracture its bony form, despite the impressive force being applied. However, mere moments later, and the energy bladed death ray was driven downward with a mighty surge of force, splitting the abominable avian in twain. Yet, while this outcome should have pleased Nyxia, it only caused the Neon Tempest to seethe with even greater rage. That fucking shit sucking showboating bitch…

Although it had gone unnoticed in her furious frenzy, it was now unmistakably clear that Rei had transformed and come to her aid. While nearly every fiber of her being screamed with indignation at needing to be helped in such a humiliating manner, a small part of Nyxia was forced to concede that, even if she had managed to vanquish this foe, there was virtually no way she could have withstood the subsequent assault of the creature’s half a dozen friends, which Rei, or rather, Schrade, had dispatched in the most effortless manner possible. No, she still wasn’t strong enough, wasn’t even close to Rei’s level of raw power. What do I need to do? she wondered as she ground her teeth together. What the fuck do I need to do to get strong enough to KILL THESE FUCKERS?!!

Even as her enraged mind struggled to find an answer to this question, Nyxia could only watch as nothing more than an impotent spectator, while Schrade sliced apart the distant bone titan’s towering form in a blur of motion, her partner nowhere to be seen. I WILL get stronger, the Neon Tempest vowed as she clenched her hand into a trembling fist. I HAVE to…



As they approached the edge of the forest, a strange, multi-faced skeletal obelisk floated out of the trees, causing Connie to give voice to a startled, “Eeek!”

However, when the strange construct spoke a moment later, the voice that emanated from it was incongruous in the extreme. Indeed, its childish manner of speech was far more reminiscent of MDP than an undead monstrosity. As it soon became apparent, this was an ally, a part of Chloe’s diversionary forces, which didn’t seem to be fairing particularly well. Still, since she’d offered to help…

“We are attempting to locate Alexander,” Gaia explained. “We believe he may be the source of that pillar of smoke rising up from the forest,” she continued. “And any assistance you might be willing to provide in pursuit of that endeavor would be greatly appreciated.”

“Hello down there!” Mister Kite’s chipper voice called out. “I spy, with my little eye, a bunch of soldiers about to die!”

“Soldiers?” Gaia inquired.

“Yepperoo!” the cheerful kite confirmed.

“Where?” Gaia pressed.

“They’re getting sliced and diced and explodied real good, on a road beyond this wood!”






Back at the fortified factory, Magical Dream Princess’s “huggy wuggy” seemed to have worked out better than any sane person probably would have expected it to, with the white king having apparently been rendered inactive by the glomp, at least for the moment. “Awww~! You’re, like, totally wotally blushing wushing~! (giggle!)” MDP chirped as she observed the monarch’s reaction with a delighted smile. However, the red king didn’t appear to be particularly amused by this display of friendship and, with a gesture of command, instructed one of the bishops to blast the cheerfully childish girl with an enchanted energy bolt. Yet, either due to the Princess of Dreams’ whimsical nature, or that of Wonderland itself, the attack didn’t harm MDP, but rather forced her to start randomly hopping from space to space on the giant chessboard instead. “Golly wolly~!” she exclaimed, her eyes going wide. “Like, Magical Dream Princess’s body wody is moving woving on its ownsie wonsie~! (giggle!)” So captivated was the whimsical girl by this strange experience, that she failed to notice her new friend, Mister Hatty, give the bishop a massive slap, knocking it over into several nearby pieces and causing something of a chain reaction to occur.

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!
-Nyxia Torrentia, Neon Tempest of the Ultraviolet Rainbow


Nyxia’s sadistic grin only grew wider as her foe tried to block her swing with one of its warped appendages, whatever counted as its skin boiling away the moment her crackling energy blade slammed into it. “That’s right, baby!” she told her beloved weapon. “Sink your teeth into this fucking cock-a-doodle dipshit!” Although the creature’s bones continued to hold fast, the Neon Tempest was sure they’d shatter soon enough. All she needed to do was apply a little more pressure…

Unfortunately, she wouldn’t get the chance, as another of the abominable avians appeared above her and disgorged a stream of corrosive bile. “Fucking cunt licking piece of SHIIIIIIIT!!!” Nyxia screamed as the acidic vomit ate away at her bare skin. Although her superhuman magical girl body was strong enough to endure such an attack, that didn’t keep it from being any less disgusting, or from hurting like hell… “RAAAAAHHH!!!” the Neon Tempest roared in a mixture of fury and pain, a glowing shaft of malignant energy shooting forth from her mouth to blast away the creature she’d locked blades with. “I’M GONNA CHOP OFF WHATEVER COUNTS AS YOUR NUTSACK AND USE IT TO PLUG YOUR FUCKING THROAT!!!

Bracing her legs, she fired twin jets of energy from beneath each of her spiked heels and blasted off in the direction of the just-alighted necro-bird Miseria that had vomited on her, leaving the ground mere moments before the creature’s charging shield-bird companion was able to crash into her. As her beam-boosted rocket jump brought the furiously screaming Nyxia ever-closer to her prey, her eyes glowed a neon teal, before twin lances of annihilation shot forth to melt the top of the Miseria’s malformed head into molten sludge. An instant later, and it would feel the full weight of the energy bladed Omega Obliterator be slammed down upon it with all the Neon Tempest’s enraged might.

I always was partial to fried chicken…
-Nyxia Torrentia, Neon Tempest of the Ultraviolet Rainbow


To Nyxia’s minor annoyance, her lance of incandescent annihilation didn’t seem to be doing as much damage as she’d hoped, merely charring its point of impact, rather than blowing a gaping hole clean through it. But that was fine, the Neon Tempest reflected with a wicked grin. She just had to let the ruinous energies drill into the titanic abomination a little longer. Nyxia’s grin only grew wider as she watched Roche employ her shield in conjunction with the teal-haired terror's own crackling beam to propel herself towards the towering Miseria at lightning speed. Fuck yeah! Go fuck his shit up, ‘Shaker!” the Neon Tempest cackled as she continued to fire on the gargantuan creature with wild abandon. It might have seemed foolhardy to most that her partner would want to get so close to such a massive foe, but not only was Earthshaker more suited to melee combat than ranged, her ability to absorb the energy of an opponent’s attack meant that the bone giant was about to become its own worst enemy…

Speaking of enemies, two new ones swiftly made their presence known, a pair of the skeletal titan’s monstrous undead bird minions darting toward the Neon Tempest with impressive speed. The first ran toward her at an angle, arms raised to form a makeshift shield (as if she’d stop shooting at the star of the show to focus on such a minor player). She was just about to leap out of its way, when the second abominable avian plummeted down from the sky and kicked her into his friend. “Fucking cocksucker!” Nyxia snarled, even she she bent her knees and kicked off of the second Miseria’s shield and shot back towards the one who had sent her flying. While it was true that she normally preferred obliterating her foes from a distance, the Neon Tempest was still perfectly capable of engaging in close combat, something she was only too happy to prove to the bird-brain before her. “So, you little shit stains wanna get physical, huh?!” she inquired as she raised the Omega Obliterator in preparation for a mighty swing, a wickedly sharp energy blade crackling into glowing life along the length of its barrel. “WORKS FOR ME!!! HAHAHAHAHAAA!!!”



Dana breathed a mental sigh of relief when she saw the sniper fire off a shot but didn’t feel any impact, although scarcely a second later, she heard Penny’s panicked shout for her to get down. Before the golden gunslinger even had a chance to comply, the hot-blooded Siscian tackled her from behind. “Woah!” the sunny sharpshooter yelped in surprise as she hit the muddy ground with a splash. “Uh, thanks for the save, Penny,” she told her roommate. “But I’m pretty sure my star shield could’ve taken at least one of those shots,” she added, the sniper’s devious trick shot having gone unnoticed by the cheerful Norban. What she did notice was that the momentum of Penny’s speed-enhanced tackle had landed the pair behind the tree Amanda was leaning against. “Still, uh, I guess we can wait here until Nicole deals with that sniper,” she added, before turning her full attention to the (hopefully just unconscious) bespectacled blonde, her hands glowing with golden healing energies. “Plus, it’ll give me a chance to patch Amanda up a bit. Come on, Amanda!” the golden gunslinger told the fallen Ars Magi as she bathed her in warm rays of restorative sunlight. “Time to rise and shine!”

Featuring...

The Amazing Ashley, Senile Sokaiya,
and a surprising lack of violence





Miss Vanhorn was not the only one who had to worry about political assassins.

Davis Gallo was a somewhat controversial figure. He had inherited a mess of a city and made some big plays to get things back on track. Some of them worked, some of them didn’t, but it left him with a lot of enemies. Some of those enemies even wanted to kill him. Gemini had been monitoring him for a while, and the chances of an attack went up day after day. It wasn’t just humans that wanted him out, there were quite a few monsters as well.

The mayor’s office was near the top floor of a substantially sized building. It wasn’t tall, but it was so grandiose that Ashley might find it dwarfed Von Carnage’s mansion that she had assaulted months ago. But she wouldn’t have her team this time. She would only have Sokaiya, a new recruit. At least new as far as her employ in Gemini was concerned. She was old enough to be someone’s grandma. Though she was just as quick as other espers despite her apparent age.

There wasn’t much time to talk. Apparently Davis’s body guards were doing their best to hold them back, but they wouldn’t last long against monsters. Reports also said there were a few espers assisting them, and there was speculation of this being done by Maverick Alternative.

They had a hallway to cross, then the mayor’s office should be in sight. The sound of gunfire was already filling the halls.

Lately, it seemed to Ashley that no sooner did one crisis end than another began. So it was that only a few short days after dealing with the two monster trains and Binky’s forced betrayal, the Knight of Tomorrow was working to protect the city’s mayor from a less-than-mundane attempt on his life. But that wasn’t all. Instead of her usual team, her only support came in the form of an untested freelancer who had recently decided to join up with G.E.M.I.N.I. Although the high-tech heroine had hoped that if any freelancer decided to become an official agent, it would be one she’d already worked with in the field, at this point, she would take whatever help she could get.

Based on her partner’s hastily skimmed dossier, Ashley had learned that “Tempest” was a melee-oriented esper, with considerable fire-based abilities. Her weapon, in particular, was far better suited to dispatch hostile espers than anything Ashley wielded, but only if they could ascertain the location of said enemies. The last thing Ashley wanted to do was to rush blindly into what sounded like a fairly intense firefight, and while the Knight of Tomorrow had tried to keep from making any judgments based on her partner’s elderly appearance, she only hoped that Tempest’s advanced age was an indication of greater experience and not senility…

“I’ll take point, Tempest,” Ashley informed her partner in a low voice as she crept forward, her energy shield raised and techno-wand at the ready. “I’m going to fire off a spy ray pulse to see what we’re dealing with,” she added, pointing the tip of her wand around the corner of the hall from which the sounds of battle were emanating and discharging a glowing bolt of green energy.

[Gold Projectile][Powerful][AoE][Reveal] = -84 mana

The cool thing about blind firing like this was that Ashley was able to stay out of harm's way and get off an attack. The not so good thing was that Ashley wasn’t targeting anything, and could whiff the whole thing.

And then there was all the noise and light.

”Look out!”

The green ball of energy slammed into something and activated the spy ray pulse. As to be expected, the target that Ashley hit was quite large. In fact, it was the biggest frog man Ashley had ever seen. While the view through the wall couldn’t do it complete justice, it definitely had a sort of aura about it. He had a physique that would put a young Arnold Schwarzenegger to shame. His muscles had muscles, and his bubble butt was trying to swallow the thong he was wearing. Though as toned as his back was, his front was not so. He had a big round belly that, according to Ashley’s spy ray pulse, was filled with several large insects, plastic explosives, and at least two security guards. Her HUD fed her additional information about the monster, such as its great strength but low magic capability, its reliance on physical combat and its tongue, as well as the ability to swallow and regurgitate almost anything it cared to. Otherwise, most of the readout was in line with what Ashley would expect from an elite monster.

”Oh, I see how it is!” The frog pointed down the hall. ”You think it’s okay to attack me because I don’t look like everyone else? Is that it?”

Sokaiya had been following Ashleys lead, waiting for her to take point so they could get to the source of all the fighting.It wasn’t long after Ashley had fired off her spy ray that Sokaiya could make out the form of the angry frog man at the end of the hall that the Knight of Tomorrow had agitated through squinted eyes. “I think you went and made that fellow down there hopping mad, I might have to give him a good whack now deary to get him to calm down” tapping her cane on the floor with a dull thud. It looked like she was going to get into some action far sooner than the old timer had been expecting. But it would beat being stuck playing bingo.

Turning her head as she tried to get a better look at him and to hear what he was angry about. “You should put on some clothes, you kids these days and your scandalous outfits, back in my day if you showed even a little bit of ankle you’d be a real floozy…I already need to get this Gemini girl some proper attire…” giving a disapproving shake of her head at the both of them.

”This is what’s wrong with Pax Septimus!” This time it was a woman’s voice. ”You have a bunch of white, hetronormative, cisgendered asswipes that take offense when something doesn’t look exactly like them!”

”I guess they support killing and eating plants. Maybe we should kill and eat them and see how they like it?”

”Not yet.” A calmer, yet still clearly agitated voice, commanded the others. ”Let me just take stock of what we’re up against.” Without any other warning, blue and pink flames crackled through the air, and a small portal the size of a cell phone opened in front of Ashley and Sokaiya. Through the portal, they could see a heart-irised girl with a puppet looking back at them. ”Ugh, Gemini. Fable isn’t even with them.”

“Huh? What was that?” Sokaiya grumbled as she squinted her old eyes trying to get a better look at the individual within the portal.

“ You know you look familiar…like I’ve seen you somewhere before ... .now where was that again….” scratching her chin as she tried to reminisce and recall where she thought she had seen the individual before. After a brief moment something finally clicked and she pulled an answer from her old memory. “Oh that's right, you showed up at that birthday party now didn’t you, I couldn’t forget you, best clown I ever saw if you ask me, it's good to see you are still hard at work, they don’t make clowns like they use to!”

”We’ll see who the clown is shortly, old maid!”

At first, Ashley had been taken aback when the portal opened in front of them, but she soon found herself trying to suppress a groan of annoyance when Tempest began her less than flattering ramble. That, coupled with said new arrival’s words, almost made the Knight of Tomorrow forget the comment made about her own outfit. While the sci-fi style bodysuit was somewhat revealing, it didn’t show any more skin than a gymnastics leotard or one-piece swimsuit, and Ashley hadn’t really thought much of it until the elderly agent made her disparaging remarks. Still, that slight feeling of embarrassment wasn’t nearly as important as the situation playing out before her, a situation she was still going to do her best to resolve diplomatically, even if the chance of that actually happening was nearly zero…

“I don’t think they’re a clown,” Ashley told her partner, more than a hint of annoyance coloring her voice. “You’re Mary, right?” she asked the newcomer.

”No!” Mary spoke quickly. ”It’s Cthulhya.” xe blushed slightly and ran a hand through xer hair.

“Oh, uh, m-my apologies,” Ashley replied with an awkward frown. “Fable’s mentioned you a few times, but he never told me your esper name.” However, he had explained how they hated to be referred to by gender-specific pronouns, something the high-tech heroine hoped, but doubted, her partner would pick up on. “I’m sorry to disappoint you, but he left G.E.M.I.N.I. a short while ago and no one seems to have any idea where he is,” she explained, even as she reflected on how everything seemed to lead back to Finn these days.

”So the rumors are true then. We weren’t going to meet again after all.” Briefly, Mary’s eyes lost focus and xer lower lip quivered. ”It’s not like he wanted to see me again anyway…”

Ashley took a deep breath. Clearly Mary, or rather, Cthulhya had feelings for the young agent, feelings Finn obviously hadn’t reciprocated, but this was neither the time nor place to be getting into any of that. “As for the point at hand, we don’t want to fight you if we can help it, but we can’t just let you kill Mayor Gallo. Look,” she added after a moment. “I don’t exactly agree with a lot of his policies either, but that doesn’t give me or anyone else the right to murder him because of it.”

”Oh yea?” Mary lifted xer head back up. ”Then what gives that guy the right to kill my friends with his disgusting policies? I get that Pax Septimus is a sewer right now, but it’s going to stay a sewer if we don’t take care of the environment. If we have clean air, ethically sourced energy, gender neutral change rooms, and access to free gender affirming surgery!”

Eyes still squinted, Sokaiya turned her fuzzy gaze towards Ashley with a frown. “Are you sure about that deary?” Lifting her cane off the floor as she pointed it towards the portal. “I suppose they haven’t done anything funny yet, but they got those little hearts and everything…I could have sworn I recognized them…don’t think they were named Mary either…” Searching her old memory for further details but drawing a blank. She turned her fuzzy stare back upon the individual in the portal with a doubtful frown.

“Besides what is that thing, some new fangled speaking telegraph?” Her cane pointed at the portal as she thrust it in the air with emphasis towards the portal's direction.

”Shut up!” xe turned to Ashley. Xe seemed to be on the verge of tears. ”You don’t want to fight me? I don’t want to fight you. It’s clear that he liked you enough to talk to you about me.” Xe wiped xer nose. ”So make this right. What can you guys do?”

Old eyes widened in surprise at the rude response from Mary, Sokaiya let out a cranky grumble “They don’t teach manners to these young whippersnappers these days, I ought to tan yer hide…”

What indeed, the Knight of Tomorrow wondered. While Mary was certainly agitated, they made some valid points, and their concern for their friends was entirely understandable. While Ashley wasn’t exactly a certified negotiator, she had settled several disputes back in high school, and she very much wanted to see a peaceful resolution to this current crisis. Unfortunately, her partner seemed likely to be more of a hindrance to that goal than an asset, with the high-tech heroine’s concerns about the elderly agent’s possible senility proving to be terrifyingly valid. Speaking telegraph? How old even is this woman? Sighing, she closed her eyes and did her best to compose herself.

“Well, we can attempt to serve as mediators while you bring your concerns to the mayor,” Ashley began. “You have my condolences on the loss of your friends, but starting a war over it will only make things worse and lead to even more death on both sides. I know it’s not the easiest thing to do,” she continued. “But we need to put faith in democracy and work out our issues via peaceful protests and diplomacy. If you and your friends are willing to stand down, and… uh… regurgitate those two swallowed guards, I’ll try to get the rest of the security team to stand down so that we can have a civilized discussion with Mayor Gallo.”

Some of the crankiness she had felt at being told to shut up had faded.If they wanted to smooth things out without any violence, she had a solution that may solve Mary’s request of what they could do.. “How about this, despite your rudeness, how about I give you a little treat, it is clear you don’t have a proper grandma or else your manners would be much better…and don’t you worry now my deary I haven’t forgotten about you either…” reaching her hand into a pocket scrummaging around in it. Digging deep inside of it for a minute before finding what she was searching for, slowly pulling it free as she held out her right hand palm up with a couple pieces of butterscotch and peppermint hard candies resting in her hand.

“Now if you all want to get along, how about some candy, would you like a butterscotch or a peppermint? Maybe it will even cheer you up sweetie” Offering up first choice towards Mary before she intended to offer second choice to Ashley. Candy usually solved most youngins sadness and cheered them right up, it was a good thing she always carried some around with her at all times just for occasions like these.

“Um… Thanks…?” Ashley told the elderly agent as she slowly took the offered treat and slipped it into a pouch on her utility belt. While a kind gesture, to be sure, this really wasn’t the time for a snack. Yes, the Knight of Tomorrow reflected, Tempest was seeming increasingly senile with each passing second, which was making the high-tech heroine herself increasingly concerned.

Mary’s eyes darted between the treats in “grandma” Sokaiya’s hand and her face. ”If you’re going to offer us anything, could it not be made with child labor or wrapped in something that’s just going to turn up at a landfill?” She closed her eyes and groaned. ”Come around the corner. I’ll see about having Maxwell release his prey.” The portal closed. Sure enough, Ashley could see the security detail getting squeezed out of Maxwell just as her melody wore off. Both Gemini espers could hear the sound of something wet slapping against the floor.

”You guys didn’t taste any better coming back up.”

Sokaiya muttered as she tapped her cane on the floor, pocketing the remaining candy with slight disappointment. “Neither of you grew up with a proper granny, if you did you both would have been excited and wanting to snatch this candy up as fast as you could, I will have to change that..even if that means being your granny myself” hobbling over towards the security guards that had just been spit out by Maxwell. Taking her cane as she gave them each a good poke of her walking stick. “They are still breathing, resting on the job, youngins these days just aren’t built like they use to be…” giving them each a few more taps until she was satisfied they would survive the ordeal of being inside of Maxwell's stomach. They didn’t seem to appreciate that too much.

At least the fighting had stopped. Tensions were still high, obviously. Four security guards had their weapons trained on Maxwell, who was standing in front of some boys holding plants, a mermaid that seemed to float in the air, and a girl whose hair looked like dandelion seeds. Mary was standing at the very back, and was the shortest one present. Then a top-hat wearing puppet on Mary’s hand rose above the crowd.

"Alright guys! It’s all up to you now. Hopefully we can get through this without hurting anyone else!"

“Uh, yeah…” Ashley replied warily. While the strange puppet was somewhat unnerving, the Knight of Tomorrow was still glad the fighting had been deescalated, at least for the moment. The challenge now was getting it to stay that way. “Please hold you fire everyone!” she called as she slowly rounded the corner with her open hands raised, having clipped her techno-wand to her belt. “I’m G.E.M.I.N.I. agent Orion, the Knight of Tomorrow. These… um… people would like to have an audience with the mayor, and I’ve agreed to serve as a mediator. I promise to ensure no harm comes to him, so would you please allow us to pass?”

Before the security detail could speak, Sokaiya interjected. “Who is that top hat wearing fella, I like his style, but he rubs me the wrong way, he could be trouble….” questioning Ashley about the puppet with the good sense of old fashion clothing. But soon after her eyes focused on the puppet with great suspicion as she followed behind Ashley, hobbling her way to her side.

“If any of you stir up trouble now, I’ll have to give ya’ll a good thrashing then give you a good whack over the the head with ole hickory so play nice now and maybe I’ll give you all a little treat” adding to Ashleys remarks to the group before them, still warily side eyeing the top hat wearing puppet. Something about that fellow seemed untrustworthy, and if he tried anything Sokaiya would be prepared to deal with him at a moment's notice.

One of the guards smiled. ”We’ll I wouldn’t mind being treated, but if you want to punish me, that could be even better.”

“Huh? You're going to have to speak up over there, doesn’t anyone talk with some gusto anymore…” Sokaiya’s eyes never left the puppet as she spoke.

The remaining security detail did their best to pretend they hadn’t heard that. ”Right, Gemini...” Naturally, most of the mundane world, and even branches of the government, weren’t entirely clued in about the Government Esper and Monster Intelligence and Neutralization Initiative. Though paranormal aware agents were often stationed where they were needed. Protecting a mayor in a dangerous monster infected location was indeed a place they were needed. Thus, the espers could expect to be taken seriously by the security detail. The mayor elect was another story. ”We’re not exactly dealing with peaceful protesters here. That frog’s tongue is pretty fast, and I’d just as soon not give everyone a clear shot at Mr Gallo. ”

Mary’s little feet scuffed across the floor until she was at the front of the protesters. ”We wouldn’t need to protest if he just met our demands!”

The guard groaned and pointed. ”She-”

”Xe!”

”...Xe was disguised as a little girl and wandered as deep into town hall as they could. Once they were in deep enough, they opened a portal and started their assault from the inside. These are underhanded guerrilla tactics, and not to doubt your skills, but I do not feel confident two espers could shield the mayor from two monsters, two druids, and an esper.”

Mary noisily tapped her foot while turning to Ashley.

​​“What if only you accompany me to see the mayor?” the Knight of Tomorrow asked Mary, while doing her best to push Sokaiya’s concerns about the girl’s puppet, not to mention that one guard’s apparent BDSM fetish, out of her mind. “It’s pretty clear you’re already the spokesperson for this group, so I’m sure you’d be able to convey their various concerns. Everyone else can remain out here until the meeting’s over, and Agent Tempest can ensure that things remain civil,” she added, gesturing to the elderly esper. “Would that be agreeable?”

Tapping her cane on the floor as she turned towards the guard briefly. “I find your lack of faith disturbing, ole Hickory is more than enough to deal with any gorilla’s that may appear, I will hold down the fort out here deary while you give that mayor the whats for, I’ll make sure if rabble-rouser starts stirring up trouble I’ll tan their hides.” Her attention slowly shifting back towards the puppet as she finished speaking, eyes squinting and her grip on her cane tightening.

Leaning closer towards Ashley she whispered “Keep your eyes on him my granddaughter…that one looks like a tricky fella don’t let that top hat fool you….” warily gesturing towards her mortal rival the puppet.

“Uh… R-Right,” Ashley whispered back. Granddaughter? Although she hoped the elderly agent was simply calling her that as a term of endearment, the high-tech heroine had a worrying feeling that probably wasn’t the case…

Mary groaned. ”I think leaving her out here in exchange for me entering with you myself is a great compromise.”

”If you say so.” The guard was about to open the door when Mary stopped him.

”I’d rather not give her any chance to follow us.” With a wave of her hand, a portal leading to the other side of the door opened up before them. Mary allowed Ashly to enter the portal and they both appeared on the other side. There inside was a lavish office with two more security guards flanking Davis.

”Wha-? What’s-” Davis’s eyes passed over Ashley’s Gemini insignia and he calmed down. ”Ah! You’re part of that new anti terrorism unit. I’m not really used to those outfits. They look ridiculous honestly, but it looks like you managed to capture their leader, so it must work!”

Ashley cringed inwardly at Gallo’s comments about her appearance, but she knew that this was neither the time nor place to try and rationalize the seeming impracticality of her esper outfit. “Um, not exactly, your honor,” the Knight of Tomorrow corrected. “We managed to negotiate a ceasefire under the condition that I mediate a discussion between you and Cthulhya, here, regarding their concerns. It is my sincere hope that a peaceful compromise can be reached, and you have my word that I will put forth my best efforts to assist in attaining it,” she added, her voice filled with conviction as she emphatically placed a hand over her chest.

The mayor, slowly, placed his hands on the corner of his desk and pushed himself to his feet. His smile didn’t falter. For a politician he looked a little rough. He had a nine-o'clock shadow and bags under his eyes. ”I’m sorry, I don’t see a name tag. What should I call you?” Once Ashley gave Davis his name, he nodded. ”Orion? Hah, okay. Orion, during my campaign I visited several areas of Pax Septimus. Everywhere from the most exclusive swanky joints, to the poorest slum. I understand not everyone follows the news, who could blame them really? But the one thing that the public is crying out for is safety. They are tired of the violence and tired of being scared. They feel the police are inadequate at their job or corrupt, but I know they are underfunded and overworked. I based my campaign off of that. This is all to say that I don’t mind having an open dialog with anyone.” He waved his hand through the air. ”But I don’t feel like I should be rewarding some cunt who use guerrilla tactics to invade a government office, harm or kill the people protecting it, to pressure a sitting mayor into changing their policies. Ah-hah!” He inhaled sharply. Davis’s smile vanished. ”What am I supposed to tell the families who have been affected by all this violence when I cave as soon as my life is threatened?”

Mary groaned. ”We didn’t kill anyone. And we even gave up two hostages to get this meeting.”

”How considerate of you.”

For her part, Ashley had listened patiently to Gallo’s little speech, but her fists and teeth still clenched upon hearing the Mayor’s excessively vulgar insult towards Mary. Even so, she still managed to otherwise maintain her composure. “Your honor, I feel confident in saying that the safety of everyone in Pax Septimus is G.E.M.I.N.I.’s top priority as well,” the Knight of Tomorrow told the politician in an even tone. “And I agree, negotiating with terrorists who are threatening your life isn’t something that can be condoned. However,” she added, her eyes narrowing behind her glowing visor. “Your life is no longer being threatened. As it stands, your… opponents simply wish to bring their concerns to your attention. The least you can do is hear them out.”

”When dealing with cunning rogues, one’s life is in danger just by being in their presence.” He leaned against his desk and thrust his chin at Mary. ”But go ahead, talk. Maybe you’ll surprise me.”

Mary stepped forward. Xe turned to gaze through Ashley’s emerald visor into her eyes. With a knowing nod, the smallest hint of a smile crossed xer face before xe looked forward. Denny moved in front of her and placed a paw on xer shoulder. "You got this kid, moment of truth!" They nodded at their friend, who moved to xer side before xe spoke.

”Okay, so to start, I think that less money should be allocated to funding the police force. I get that crime happens, but they arrest a disproportionately large number of minorities and marginalized individuals. I think they’re letting their prejudice affect their job. White people have no tact, and they’re everywhere.”

”It differs a bit from precinct to precinct, but whites are the third most common type of officer. Most police officers are Hispanic or black, and do most of the arresting.”

”Yea but they’ve practically been indoctrinated by the whites at that point. Anyway, I think we should defund the police and instead put that money to other ventures. I told Orion here about a few of them, but I think we need to invest in maintaining our parks, building new parks, preserving the forests around the city, moving towards zero emissions by requiring the use of electric cars and non-petroleum power sources with regulations, creating programs to benefit everyone that isn’t a cis white male, use even more regulations to make sure there are gender neutral bathrooms, but also that other bathrooms are accessible to whichever gender someone identifies as, and set aside a fund for assisting those that need gender affirming surgery.”

”Is that it?”

Mary thought. ”It’s a start.”

Davis nodded. Then he turned to Ashley. ”Well, I heard them out. You can escort them outside now, unless you see any common ground between us.”

“Actually, I do,” Ashley replied. “You both seem to want to see the city become a safer and more pleasant place to live, even if you have different ideas for attaining that goal. I understand we need a police force to maintain law and order,” she continued. “But perhaps instead of defunding them, you can reform them by working towards locating and removing any systemic discrimination and corruption that might be present? As for the environmental concerns, while I realize that completely eradicating pollution, and the various other detrimental side effects of industrialization, will be impossible until viable alternative energy sources are fully developed, I still think an effort can be made to maintain at least some of the woodlands on the city’s periphery, while also revitalizing its existing parks. After all, what use is saving the city if it becomes a place no one actually wants to live in?”

Davis chuckled. ”I don’t think there’s that much racism, especially when you consider the arrest statistics. Though that’s certainly something we can, and are, constantly on the lookout for. If we wanted to scale that up we could designate a group to monitor for discrimination and corruption, but that adds a layer of bureaucracy and funnels more into the police sector, which runs counter to bunny ears’s wishes.” He pulled a bottle of jack daniels out of his desk and started to fill a shot glass with it. ”Most of the parks are maintained by charity and volunteer organisations. From what I understand, it works for most parks and at a fraction of what it would cost Pax tax payers. We could do more for the parks in communities where the people are poor or old, or even assist volunteer efforts in those places. So why not? We could do more there. Pax is beautiful and it should stay that way.”

Mary smiled at Ashley, but zer eyes looked bitter. ”You got him to concede a little bit!” Then zee put on zer most scornful face when ze looked at Davis. ”And what about the comfort of all citizens that were born in the wrong body?”

”While that may be an important issue for you, it’s not for an overwhelming majority of people in Pax. Less than a fraction of a percent identify as anything other than their birth gender, and most of them haven’t entered the workforce yet.” His brow furrowed as he spoke. ”I think giving young people money for surgery when they’re going through the most confusing moments of their lives is a mistake. Funding for niche programs like that should be handled at the state or federal level anyway. There’s more than just a few people who can benefit from it then.”

Mary’s tiny body trembled in place. ”So, this is really as far as you’re willing to go? There really is no talking to you?”

”It’s simple.” Davis put away his bottle of jack and swirled his glass. ”Tax payers aren’t leaving Pax because of our gender affirmation programs, lack of trash pickup in parks, or police discrimination. They’re leaving Pax in body bags. In order to stop that, we need to keep the money in the hands of the police. If we move more funding to other projects, we’ll lose more tax payers and the money getting distributed to those projects will shrink too. You want to change my mind? Sell me on it. Tell me how funding anything that you’re suggesting is going to save lives and lower crime.” He downed his shot glass before folding his arms.

Ashley frowned slightly. “He does make a good point,” she told Mary. “And there has to be at least some compromise on your part, or else you won’t be able to accomplish anything at all.”

”Wha?” Mary turned to Ashley and pointed at Davis. ”He’s the mayor! He’s got all the power, decides where the money goes, all I have is a bunch of disgruntled folk creatures that are tired of being neglected!” Ze pouted. ”What could I possibly offer him?”

“Well, he says he wants to make the city safer, so perhaps you and your friends could assist with that?” Ashley suggested. “Also, if you were able to organize this protest, then I’m sure you could organize a volunteer cleanup effort to restore some of the city’s parks and rural areas without having to rely on taxpayer funding,” she added with a hopeful smile.

Mary hung on every word Ashley spoke, as if she was a mystic giving life changing advice. ”Yea…” The corners of zer lips curled into a smile. ”Yea! I think we could make that work! I mean, I can’t leave here empty handed, but if I can get him to put more money to what actually matters, maybe-” Zer hopeful look was suddenly dashed by a realization. But while Ashley could read faces, she needed a melody to read minds. ”Thanks. Let’s try this again.” Ze walked up to Davis’s desk with a look of determination on zir face. ”What if I can get your opponents working for you? I can get way more people prettying up the parks, the best ‘crime watch’ you could ever think of, and best of all, they’ll all vote for you! What do you think about that?”

Then the gunshots started.




Once Ashley and Mary had taken their leave, Sokaiya started to walk around the area, looking at various decorations and details that she tapped with her cane. “He could use a better taste in decor, doesn’t anyone have an eye for art anymore” Complaining as she went over to a vase and peered down inside of it, even putting a hand around its rim as she tested its quality. Finding it a little disappointing as she let out a sigh, she finally turned to Mary’s companions now that her tour of the room was completed. Having been in every corner of the room and surveyed it from top to bottom.

“Hey you hippie girl, fishy lady and you other hippie friends, you’ve not said a word since you have gotten here, do you all work for that Vanhorn lady or sumthin? Or are you some other independent group?” Hobbling over to them as she came to a stop right before them, leaning her head and ear as she tilted her head to better hear any response. “If you youngins do know or work for her, I have something I would like her to have, otherwise I’ll just have to go find her myself.”

The dandelion-haired girl smiled brightly. ”I’m a hippy girl!” She giggled in delight at her new nickname. ”She’s definitely who we want to win the election. I think most of us have met her in person, and I even got her to autograph my chest!” She pulled down her shirt just enough to show a signature. It was smudged slightly, and the ink looked old. ”I’m never washing it! But maybe I should go to a tattoo parlor and make it permanent? Then I could take showers again.”

”I also know her well.” The mermaid held out a tiny scrap of cloth. ”This tore off her dress when she was fleeing those nazis a few weeks ago. I plan on returning it to her after she wins the election. I’ve made all of her public appearances.”

”I write to her non-stop, and she writes back to me!” Maxwell pumped his fist in the air.

The two druids looked at each other, then at the old woman. ”We like her policies.”

Squinted eyes moved from speaker to speaker until they came to rest on the two druids. “I see, very well then, that Gallo is a real rapscallion, but you are going about this all wrong, there are other ways to get what you want beyond just violence….now how about a treat for everyone from granny?” digging around in her pocket for a moment as she searched for her sweet treats that had pocketed amongst the various other knickknacks she carried around with her. Once she found what she was after she pulled out a big handful of them as she held out her right hand, once again full with butterscotch and peppermint hard candies. This time however, there was something else amongst the assorted hard candies. A small electronic recording device which sat in the middle of her usual offerings.

The mermaid and seed head recoiled at the sight of candies wrapped in plastic, but the druid boys hopped over to the old woman’s side and picked through her candies. One took a butterscotch, and the other took a peppermint.

”Maybe if he didn’t take money that was rightfully allocated to green energy initiatives and redistributed among donut eaters, we wouldn’t be so quick to try and kill him. Violence begets more violence after all.”

“Now if you really wish to help that Vanhorn lady, you should take this to her, information is just as important if not more important than physical strength, besides she might have a sweet tooth” Gesturing for them to come take the treats from her along with the device to ward off any suspicion the guards in the vicinity may have about what she was doing. Though whether this group of misfit hippies understood what she had done previously and what she was giving to them was another question entirely. But she figured that if they brought it to Vanhorn, she would be able to put two and two together.

After the boys had gotten a few pieces of candy, everything else, including the digital device, was scooped up by a long pink tongue. It rubber banded back into Maxwell’s head, and it all disappeared with a swallow. He brought his finny hand up to his head and saluted. ”It’ll get to her if it costs me my life!”

“I have a great disdain for politics, and politicians especially but after all these long years of life, I want to see something that excites this old lady one more time…”

A certain bodyguard appeared at her side. ”What sort of things excite you, miss?”

“You may be a exhibitionist but you seem like a reliable fella, my little green friend….” tapping her cane on the floor as she slowly turned her squinted gaze upon the bodyguard that had come to her side. “Ain’t nothing you’d know about you whippersnapper, I bet you haven’t ever seen a billiards table in your entire short life, likely never even touched a bingo card, or sat by a radio listening to a ole time radio drama, those would really get you going, I wonder if you even have opened a single book either” lamenting about a bygone era and the forgotten hobbies she found so interesting to even this day.

The guard grinned. ”Actually, I happen to be really good at pool. I also have many fond memories of working with my father in the woodshop, and the radio was always playing. I’d also like to consider myself well read as-Yeowch!”

As she kept tapping her cane on the floor rather impatiently, she ended up jabbing it into the top of the guard's foot with far more force than what would be expected of any regular old granny. However she showed no sign of having done it on purpose, and no realization of what she had done. Oblivious to it as she turned to face the group “as for you hippie girls, y'all really should eat some candy before you go wasting away now, or maybe have some of granny's home cookin’, I’ll put some meat on them bones lickety split.”

But the ‘hippie girls’ were not interested in candy. Largely because Maxwell had eaten it all, but they were too busy laughing at the guard. ”Ah, you deserved that too, you perv!” The seed haired girl continued to laugh.

”What else do you expect from rude losers who rizz up old ladies?” The mermaid added.

”Rizz up?” The guard tried to tap the pain out of his foot. ”That earlier comment was a joke! It’s how I deal with a job where mermaids and giant man-eating frogs try to kill you! No offense was taken by it, as far as I can recall.”

”You could have hurt her feelings.” One of the druids folded his arms.

”Maybe? And if I did, that would be between her and me. I’d apologize and we’d move on.”

The mermaid turned to look at her seed haired friend. ”See this is what I hate about cisnormative, hetronormative cum stains like him. They act all tough, throw microaggressions left and right-”

”When did I throw a microaggression?”

”You called him a man eating frog!”

”He literally ate a man! Not even a minute ago!”

”Maybe he eats girls too?”

The guard’s eyes looked like they were going to pop out of his head. ”If he does, then I’ll call it as such.”

”There’s no point talking to these people. What are we really waiting for?” The mermaid started to manifest an orb of water behind her tail, and the guards all raised their weapons.

Letting out a sigh as she gave a small shake of her head not having time for squabble “Now, now, hold your horses before you go and get yourselves hurt now, violence won’t solve a thing for either side, I’d lower those weapons if I were you, especially after what I saw earlier with your colleagues, making a scene that will surely get you lot into hot water.” She tapped her cane on the floor as she addressed the guards. They didn’t react, and why would they? Their “aggression” was merely a reaction to having a spell aimed at them. The old woman turned to the protest group.

“As for you lot, if you go about using violence you will just get seen as a terroristic group and ain’t nobody gonna listen to any of what yall have to say, there are more ways to get what you want while avoiding making it more difficult for yourselves, you already have something that will be more useful than beating up a bunch of guards for what you wish to accomplish, what you lack is proper coordination, strategy and leadership” Shaking her cane at the group as she lectured them right after she had gotten done with the guards. Giving Maxwell a small wink of acknowledgement that he had something that would make this trip of some value without the need of stirring up a fight. “But if any of you persist with this dust up and start a ruckus, I’ll have to tan all of your hides then aint no one will be happy.”

”You don’t have to worry about me, miss!” Maxwell gave the old lady a salute. ”I can’t risk my life here! I need to keep this message safe!”

One of the druids waved their hands in a dismissive manner. ”We haven’t done anything since we got here, and we won’t start. Though some more candy would help ease our nerves.”

The seed haired girl rolled her eyes with a smile on her lips. ”Yea, our ‘strategy’ is really bad. Just look at all the damage we suffered busting into this place!”

The mermaid fretted her brow. ”Are you guys really that spineless? You know what? I think these guards are an embarrassment to themselves, but they are their own worst enemy.” She grit her teeth. ”But I am so sick and fucking tired of old people who think they know better than everyone else!” And with a wave of her tail, Sokaiya was trapped in a bubble filled with water. Slowly suffocating, and slowly floating.

The security guards immediately opened fire. It did little to the mermaid but made her mad. Though before she could retaliate, Maxwell slid in front of her. The incoming gunfire slammed into his buttocks and made them jiggle like jello in an earthquake.

”The hell are you doing!?” The frog yelled at the mermaid.

One of the guards waved his gun at everyone, but didn’t fire a single shot. The druids raised their hands defensively and the seed girl made a suspicious gesture with her hand and then he fired a round beside her. ”Nobody fucking move unless you’re going to free the old lady!”

Meanwhile, the portal leading through the office door was wide open, allowing everyone inside to turn and look out at what was happening.

”What do I think?” Davis growled, continuing his discussion with Mary. ”I think your ability to control them looks a little lacking.” He reached back into his desk for his drink. ”Mind taking care of that?”

It wasn’t clear who Davis was talking to, but the situation needed to be deescalated. The guards had momentarily stopped firing, but Sokaiya was still trapped in a water bubble and it was freaking them out. The look of horror on Mary’s face didn’t make it apparent that ze would act decisively.

“W-What’s going on out here?!” Ashley exclaimed. I should have known tempest would be unable to handle such a delicate situation… she thought ruefully. “We were able to come to an agreement, but all of that will have been for nothing if you start another battle here!” the Knight of Tomorrow told them. “Please release Tempest and stand down. That goes for everyone,” she added, glancing towards the guards.

The young whippersnappers sure didn’t know how to respect their elders. Not to mention no one seemed to be interested in actually getting her out of the water bubble in a fast and proper fashion. They seemed much more interested in asking for them to let her out, rather than getting her out. Sokaiya didn’t have time to be floating around at her age, or to wait for the mermaid to willingly let her out, if she even had any intentions of doing so.

The water around Sokaiya started to bubble as it reacted to the heat emitting from her. She raised her cane up pointing it at the edge of the bubble as it began to emit a glow as she lined it up with the mermaid that had put the bubble around her. She didn’t have time to wait for them to talk things out, she could only hold so much oxygen in her old lungs as she floated, she would have to take matters into her own hands. Using a much more old fashioned and hands on approach to get the job done.

Once she ensured her target was lined up, she unleashed a fiery magma rock blast from the tip of her cane as it exploded out like a volcanic eruption with great force hurtling its projectile from within. If no one else was going to do something then she was going to try to blow through the bubble and free herself from the Mermaid’s trap while also dealing with the Mermaid.
[Diamond Projectile/Full Enhance -180]

Grandma Sokaiya’s eyesight must have been going, because Maxwell had placed himself between the mermaid and the bodyguards, and by extension, herself. Maxwell looked over his shoulder just in time to see the incoming betrayal. It became clear to him now that this esper was no different than the others. Just another old woman who was nice to your face but said nasty things about you behind your back. Because you had a different skin color. Because you had different beliefs. Because you thought that everyone should be allowed to use the woman’s bathroom. As Maxwell’s life flashed before his eyes, he knew he wasn’t going to go alone. The plastic explosives in his stomach would surely detonate. They would kill the druid boys that this hag pretended to care about, and destroy the message he was supposed to carry to Miss Vanhorn.

But when the flaming rock struck Maxwell’s exposed back, the rock broke apart, sputtered, and smoked. Everyone, monster and guardsman alike, looked at the blundered melody without understanding what exactly happened. Had Sokaiya intended to make a flashy yet ultimately pointless melody like that to draw attention to her, or had the senile old hag forgotten to add a damage component to her melody? The mermaid, frog, and seed head looked absolutely mortified.

”Cool.” One of the druids remarked.

By this point, Mary had come to her senses and walked back into the hall beside Ashley. ”Maxwell! Get her out of there!”

With a nod, the frog man shot his tongue into the water bubble and yanked Sokaiya out. He spared her the fate of seeing what was inside his stomach and instead placed her on the ground beside Ashley before giving the human side a salute. The mermaid and seed head were still in shock. The guards had all lowered their weapons from Ashley’s earlier insistence to do so. It seemed like things were back on track.

Wiping some of the water off as best she could, the remaining bits steaming off of her from the heat, Sokaiya turned her old gaze towards Maxwell. “Dang rapscallions don’t know how to treat their elders any more, can’t trust those dang hippie girls, they can’t even be hippies right anymore, trying to dang near drown me, at least you got some substance to you my little green friend, a true gentleman, you and those two peaceful hood guys, you three are trustable at least” scolding the mermaid and seed head now that she had been freed from her water prison. Relieved that someone had finally done something about it and gotten her out. Finding Maxwell far more reliable and trustworthy than any of the rest.

Mary sighed, exhaustion clear on her face. She gave Ashley a nod before turning back towards the portals leading into Davis’s office.

”And another thing!” She spoke while she walked. ”You may not trust my people to fight crime directly, but what about becoming volunteer firefighters or rescue personnel? If you allocate funds to protect forestlands and our ocean, then you can count on us to ensure we save more tax payers.”

Davis smiled. ”A tempting offer. That guy in a frog suit seems pretty handy with a…rope?”

In the span of mere seconds, Ashley’s visage had gone from a gasp of utter horror, to a weary sigh of relief. Despite everything, it looked like the situation would ultimately be salvageable, a rare occurrence indeed, but a welcome one. “Uh, yeah…” the high-tech heroine replied to the mayor. “I’d imagine he has quite the versatile skill set, to say the least. Thank you for getting my partner out of there,” she told the frog man, who saluted her, before Ashley moved over to kneel next to Sokaiya. “Are you okay, Tempest?” the Knight of Tomorrow inquired.

Using her cane to get to a steady base as she got her wits about her. She turned towards Ashley as she squinted her eyes and lifted up her cane to give Ashley a small whack atop the head with it. “Dang nabbit, I’m fine, no thanks to you, don’t just stand there and yap, youngins these days, if it wasn’t for Maximus I’d still be in that dang thing, you have much to learn don’cha granddaughter” Scolding her for her inaction while she had been trapped in the mermaids water bubble.

Ashley winced as she was whacked, but didn’t say anything in protest. There’d be time later to explain things. Right now, she just wanted to resolve the current situation as swiftly and smoothly as possible. That said, while Sokaiya still hadn’t quite reached Finn’s level of annoyance to deal with, she was coming awfully close…

“Those two rascals oughta be ashamed of themselves, going on about how it's not fair because of this or that, dang hypocrites don’t even realize they are what they are claiming to hate, you don’t sound very accepting of the old folk, yet you blab about wanting everyone to be equal, bunch of numbskulls I tell you what, at least you other three are upstanding gentlemen that I can work with” Gesturing with her cane towards the Mermaid and Seed head voicing her disapproval while complimenting Maxwell and the Druids for good measure.

The seed head was still shocked by what had just transpired, but the mermaid was just as grumpy as before. ”Keep talking, old maid. We’ll see how tough you are once we’re outside.“ The druids didn’t seem especially shaken by what had transpired, but the old woman’s words did little to stir them either. Maxwell on the other hand was absolutely glowing with all the praise he was being heaped with. He dropped to one knee and flexed his biceps.

Meanwhile, the initial discussion seemed to be wrapping up in the other room.

”First off, nothing is going to happen if I don’t stay in office. So remember that all of this is contingent on that.” Davis lifted another finger. ”Secondly, we are going to start out small. I can’t move too many funds around without causing problems. We get a few of your guys in to make things easier on Pax and that’ll free up funds for other projects. If your guys really don’t need to be paid, then I won’t have to go through the effort of establishing another department for the city. I think I already mentioned that I hate extra bureaucracy. We don’t need any more blood sucking cunts in this outfit.”

”That all sounds reasonable.” Mary was noticeably uncomfortable in front of the gruff, haughty man. ”But um, maybe there’s some way you could give me a salary?”

”Do I fucking stutter?” Davis raised an eyebrow. ”The reason why I’m agreeing to do any of this is because it’ll save lives and not cost a lot of money. You said your people would volunteer. I’d need to create a department to get you a salary. Isn’t shifting funding to green projects what you wanted?”

”I-I mean yes, it is.” Ze chuckled nervously. ”But you know, I really wanted that surgery, and since you seem rather insistent on, um, not supporting programs like that, I figured… I could… pay for it with…”

Davis blinked. ”But if I pay you, that’s not going to help everyone else, is it?” He leaned forward. ”Or was it never about everyone else?”

Mary looked over zer shoulder and out the portal. Ze raised zer hand, clearly thinking about closing it, but decided against it. Ze then leaned across the table and whispered something into Davis’s ear. He immediately stood up, and Mary fell backwards into zer seat. ”Please don’t get mad!”

But it was too late. Davis had been mad since this entire exchange started. Now he was enraged. His skin was as red as blood, and you could practically see the smoke pouring out of his ears. He pointed his finger at Mary, though the way she was squirming in her seat, he might have been holding a knife or gun at her instead.

”You cunt! You absolutely rancid cunt! You don’t give a shit about any of this! You were going to kill me to get some surgery done? Do you have any idea how fucking insane that sounds?! How did you get so many people to agree to this stupid stunt of yours!?”

”I-It’s simple. I-It’s like how g-gay and l-lesbian and t-trans rights are all k-kind of-”

”What the fuck do trees and parks have to do with your damn pronouns!?” He drove his fist into his desk, and his shot glass did a flip before landing on its side. ”You’re as wrong as your parents were when they made you! You look like a depressed radish that stayed too long on the discount shelf! You-” Davis stopped when he realized that Mary had been reduced to tears. With a groan, he sunk back into his seat, looking away from the crying person. The body guards didn’t stir, as they were quite accustomed to Davis’s outbursts, though the monsters and druids were a bit more taken back by it. Both rooms were quiet for a time before Davis adjusted his posture. ”...But if you are still serious about this, I can, perhaps, pay you.” Mary was still sobbing, though far less than ze had been. ”I believe earlier I said that I did not want to give money to a confused youth. What I hadn’t mentioned was that at one time, I was one of them.”

With a sniff, Mary lifted their head. ”Eh?” Ze sounded very congested.

”My friends would do this thing where we would get together and talk about what celebrity we’d want to have sex with. I never told them because it made me uncomfortable, and they called me gay. They called me gay so much that I started to believe it. Maybe they were right. If they could so easily talk about such things, maybe the only reason why I couldn’t was because I didn’t like women.” A smile crossed Davis’s face. ”I’d run tests on myself. I’d look at pictures of dudes and babes to see what got a bigger reaction out of me. I’d focus on how my male friends really made me feel. In hindsight it was stupid. The only answer I was willing to accept was the outcome I dreaded, while simultaneously ignoring evidence that pointed to the contrary. Oh yes, I had very good friends.” He laughed. ”And then during my formative years, I went for a jog. While I tried to decide my sexuality, a young girl ran up beside me. I call her a girl, but she was a young woman. Probably a few years older than me at the time. She had been jogging for a while, and she was breathing quite heavily. I found it… enticing. Fortunately she had stopped to wait for a bus, which I wasn’t waiting for, but pretended that I was. We never spoke, and I just listened to her. But eventually her breathing quieted, and before long, the bus showed up.” He waved his hand in the air. ”That broke my friends’ curse on me. I was straight, even if I didn’t have a celebrity I wanted to do things to.”

Mary sniffed again, but said nothing.

”I don’t think that surgery is going to bring you happiness, but the deal interests me enough to entertain your request anyway. I will not use taxpayer funds however. I will pay your salary out of my own pocket. That way we can hold off on adding a new department until it’s really warranted. Does that sound good?” Mary nodded. The two shook hands. ”I’ll be in touch. Please escort everyone outside.”

Mary, still shaken, stood up and walked back into the hallway. With a snap of zer fingers, a portal opened that led outside. After coming out of their shocked state, the mermaid, seed head, and druids left through the portal. Maxwell patted Mary on the back. ”Even if it wasn’t your main objective, I’m glad something is going to be done to preserve the lakes around the city.” With a hop, the naked frog man departed.

The portal witch rubbed their eyes. Then, without looking at the high tech heroine ze said ”Thanks.”

“Y-You’re welcome,” Ashley replied after a moment of stunned silence. While she was glad everything had been resolved relatively peacefully, Mary’s selfish exploitation of her “allies” and Gallo’s exceedingly caustic response to it still left her feeling more than a little disgusted. Turning to the mayor, she added, “Unless there’s anything else, we’ll take our leave now.”

”I think I have it from here.” Davis shuffled through a stack of papers. ”Could someone close the door.”

Another snap, and the portal leading into Davis’s office closed. Aside from a few remaining bodyguards, it was just Mary, Ashley, and Sokaiya. Ze turned to Ashley. There were still unwiped streaks under zer eyes.

”I-I don’t have any human friends. E-everyone thinks im ugly, when I-I’m not an, esper. I don’t work as a girl.” Ze tugged at zer ribbon. ”I-I let Finn call me a girl once. H-he didn’t, but he acted like a gentleman on our date. I thought, anyway. B-but it was too good to be true. Only m-monsters can accept me for what I am. Is it wrong to want others to as well?” Their voice cracked. After taking a moment to get their breath again, they continued. ”W-what’s going to happen to me?”

The last bit of water having steamed from her by this point, Sokaiya turned her head towards the sobbing Mary. Squinting her eyes, she tapped her cane on the floor and hobbled her way over to Mary, standing before them as she took her right hand and used it to lift up Mary’s chin until they were eye to old eye. “I’ll tell you one thing right now youngin, stop feeling sorry for yourself it won’t solve a dang thing, wipe those tears from your eyes and hunker down and get serious about it, nothing changes from sniffling about things, and violence only begets more violence, you need to be more crafty and more genuine, ain’t no one gunna want to support a sniffling liar” Taking her cane as she pointed it at the middle of Mary’s chest now.

“What is most important is what is in that heart of yours, ain’t nuthin gonna happen to you unless you make it happen, it is you and only you that will shape your own destiny, I’ve lived a long hard life, you ain’t always going to be accepted and embraced, but when you do find those that do, embrace them back and accept them back, it don’t matter if they are human or a monster, people are people, you have great potential and skill, that much is obvious to these old eyes, but you are letting yourself be held back by this endless cycle of the current world by playing into it, you won’t always get what you want, but that does not mean it is the end of the world, let this be a new fresh opportunity and don’t let it go to waste” Her eyes never leaving Mary’s until the very end as she used a thumb to wipe away some of the tears from Mary’s cheek, causing them to flinch.

“Now go forth and make the most of it, but I don’t want to see you young rapscallions getting yourself into more trouble without a good solid reason, there is a time and place for everything…” Pulling her hand away as she stepped back tapping her cane on the floor as she did so. Her old eyes had a slight glimmer as she finished giving her elderly advice to the young, confused and conflicted esper before her.

”I-I won’t.” They added weakly.

“U-Um, yes,” Ashley added, a bit taken aback by her partner’s little speech. “If you’re just trying to change yourself so drastically simply to fit in, then I’d advise against it. It needs to be something you do for your own well-being, not for others’. If people don’t like or accept you for who you are, then they aren’t the kinds of people you should want to have as friends in the first place,” the Knight of Tomorrow continued. “As for Finn, he’s been going through a lot of problems of his own recently, and while I don’t agree with some of the decisions he’s made, I still care about his well being, and the same goes for you,” she told Mary with an encouraging smile. “While you may have used your allies’ concerns as a way to achieve our own selfish goals, I get the feeling that you still genuinely care about their plight. If you learn from what happened here today and put their needs before your own, I think you could serve as an excellent advocate for them, and someone I’d be more than happy to cooperate with.”

”Y-you would?” Nobody with Mary’s temperament was going to start smiling after getting blasted by Davis, but she didn’t look like a wet rat anymore. There was pride in her posture, and Danny dried her eyes with his little mit. ”O-okay. I wouldn’t say no to a collaboration between us.”

"Boy am I glad that’s over!" Danny grabbed Ashley’s hand and shook it. "That was intense! But you all more or less kept your wits about you! Whew!" Then he shook Sokaiya’s hand. "Boy, you sure are durable for someone with so many wrinkles! That’s a firm handshake too! I wonder what sort of esper’s ideal self looks like that?" With a laugh, Danny swat Sokaiya’s shoulder. Since each of Danny’s hands were powered by one of Mary’s fingers, it was barely enough to be felt. "I’m just jerkin’ yer chain! But you did say Mary looked like a clown, so, we’re even? Oh! But she doesn’t like being called Mary by just anyone."

”It’s fine...”

"Oh that’s good! But um, what about your names? One of you knew Mary’s name, but I don’t believe we ever got around to introductions. I should hear your names before we depart! I’m Danny." The puppet bowed, even removing its top hat in the process.

“You live a long enough life, wrinkles ain’t mean a thing, I been through tougher stuff than this, can’t get by or live this long without some kind of durability, how many espers you see still getting around at my age after all…my name is Sokaiya, make sure you remember it, I don’t wanna go repeating myself now, you youngins these days never remember anything it seems like, as for earlier, I forgot my doggone glasses again, these ole peepers don’t see like they use’ta.” suspiciously eyeing Danny as she still didn’t quite trust the top hat wearing puppet. Something about him rubbed her the wrong way, and she wasn’t about to let down her guard.

Ashley glanced down at the puppet, unsure if it was simply speaking via ventriloquism, or if it was a sentient aspect of Mary’s esper form. Whatever it was, it mirrored the high-tech heroine’s own ponderings on why exactly an elderly woman would want to remain as such even in her esper state, although she supposed such an innocuous appearance might serve to take opponents off guard, at the very least. “I’m Agent Orion, the Knight of Tomorrow,” Ashley introduced herself. “I’d, um, rather not reveal my actual identity in a public place like this, but I wouldn’t mind sharing it whenever we’re someplace more private,” she added with a smile.

"Maybe, but just a first name can’t hurt, can it?" Mary wrapped her other arm around the puppet’s eyes, which caused it to flail its tiny arms in retaliation.

”Well, you were both very helpful.” Mary said this while looking exclusively at Ashley. ”I’ll make sure the next time we meet is under better circumstances.” She waved to everyone before stepping into the portal and vanishing from sight. Mary had been “driven off,” and Davis survived the encounter. Their mission was a success.

“Lot of magic tricks, a real trickster that one is, more like a magician than a clown I’d have to say at this point, should’ve worn my glasses today, what a silly mistake.” Poking her cane at where the portal vanished from sight, checking it to see if there was anything there after it had closed. Once she was satisfied there was nothing left behind she brought her cane back down to the ground and tapped it a few times. “Must save a lot of gas money getting round like that all the time, but I tell you what, nothing beats a nice V8 engine and the smell of that classic muscle car as you burn rubber down the ole road.” Shrugging her shoulders as she fondly remembered times long since past.

Her old wizened gaze turning towards Ashley now squinting. “You still have a lotta learn eh deary? I can tell you’re a real idealist, ain’t no shame in that, but someday you will realize the world isn’t so black and white, good and evil, that is all a myth formulated in the moving pictures, makes for some good flicks, but ain’t got real substance outside of that, but you’ll learn as you go, make mistakes, have regrets, that's just the life of a leader.” tapping her cane a few times upon the floor, sounding more like she was trying to give advice then she was trying to lecture this time around. The old esper had been around long enough to understand the approach of the younger espers that were still finding their way. She had once been one of them, she had seen many never find that realization, only to fall victim to the never ending cycle of this world.

Ashley breathed a sigh of relief when Mary departed. We actually managed to resolve things without bloodshed… the Knight of Tomorrow reflected, even as Sokaiya rambled in the background. I was starting to think that was a lost cause. Yet, that feeling of accomplishment soured slightly when her elderly partner’s critique of her performance swiftly returned the high-tech heroine to reality.

“I’m well aware of my relative inexperience,” Ashley replied. “But I’m equally aware that this is reality and not a work of fiction,” she added pointedly. “Although that still doesn’t mean we can’t strive to hold true to our ideals, even in the face of so much ambiguity. I’ve learned from painful experience that rash action and turning to violence at the first opportunity almost never ends well.”

Sokaiya chuckled, shaking her head in response, tapping her cane on the ground a few more times “Oh, deary, I said nothing about violence being the first solution or what was needed today, no, you think too much along the lines of black and white, either talk things out, or violence, those are just two options, but they aren’t the only options, you have to think outside of the box, push into the grey areas, often that is where the answer remains, often undiscovered, underutilized, sure you can sometimes get through things with words alone, but do you think either side today, all those involved are going to adhere to what was determined today? I think not…use that young mind of yours to think beyond the typical black and white, it is not easy, it is ingrained into us through ole folktales, stories, movies, shows all hammering away into youngins minds from the day the are born, that there is only ever good and evil, right and wrong, this way or that way….” mulling her thoughts as she let out a sigh and gave another shake of her head. Her old wizened gaze turned to look at Ashley eye to eye as she tried to convey her true meaning to the much younger esper.

“Ideals are fine, and you claim the title of Knight, lofty aspirations to bring justice and peace, whatever you youngins believe in these days is the same as youngins have always believed, the Knights of times past did not have those chivalrous codes, it was all added to the mystique of them, to elevate them despite much brutality that often goes overlooked, much like today's society would you not agree, the system repeats in its broken never ending cycle, ask yourself, how much progress has been made deary? Are we any better off or different then even a decade ago? Two? Three? Further back? I’ve seen a lot in this long life, this old battered body has done it all, do you want to end up like a old hag like me, it is up to whippersnappers like you I suppose to either repeat the cycle of this broken system, or to bring sustainable change to this forsaken world” ceasing with the tapping of her cane as she reached a old wrinkled hand up to rub her chin.

Listening as Sokaiya continued her senile ramblings, Ashley began to feel the first pangs of a headache coming on. The elderly agent sure was saying a lot, but she really wasn’t making much of a point, aside from spouting vague cliches. As if Finn’s brooding edginess and constant insubordination hadn’t been bad enough…

“I’d be stupid to trust any politician at their word,” the Knight of Tomorrow replied. “But diplomacy was still a better alternative than a bloodbath, and I intend to make sure that both sides keep up their ends of the bargain. I know this city, and this world, isn’t the nicest of places,” she continued. “But if I genuinely thought that things could never improve, then I wouldn’t be putting my life on the line as a G.E.M.I.N.I. agent to begin with.”

Narrowing her old eyes, Sokaiya started to get a bit fussy from Ashley's response and attitude. “Dang nabit, you got those ears stuffed with cotton or sumthing like that, stubborn as a mule you are, you only think of two outcomes, you limit your options, diplomacy is good when both sides actually intend to work together, what I saw today, is a splintered group I tell you what, you think you can keep all those different mindsets together, what that Mary wanted is different from what those two dang hippies want, different from what those fine gentlemen want, it's a mixed bag, and as for that Davis fella he only has a deal with one of them as far as I’m concerned” shaking her head as she felt like she wasn’t making Ashley understand what she was trying to teach.

“Besides that isn’t the dang point anyhow, the point is you need to start thinking outside of the box, don’t limit yourself to two choices, bloodbath or diplomacy, black or white, right or wrong,what you going to do when neither is the right choice, you yungins are too wrapped up in this mythical sense of heroic justice, like your some comic or movie superhero, dang nabit you keep going on like this, you are just going to keep learning the hard way, until you're deader than a ole door knob, you seen plenty of espers lose their life by now I S’pose, ask yourself, what did each of those lives mean, did those sacrifices mean anything, what did they accomplish, that violence didn’t solve a dang thing in most of those cases I bet, just led to more problems down the beaten path, then ask yourself in those cases, how many of them could have been solved by talking, then once you realize neither option wasn’t worth a dang thing and people died, what else could have worked instead” Shrugging her old shoulders as she let out a sigh. It was hard to get through to these yungins these days. They always seemed far too immersed in being whatever made them look the coolest, or made them feel the most heroic. They didn’t consider that there were more ways to get things done. Brute force and talking only could carry you so far. You had to stack the cards in your favor, play the game, roll the dice, take such an approach that you aren’t predictable, and be aware enough to know when to take what approach.

It was why this never ending cycle in Pax Septimus continued, ain’t no one considered the system was broken, that the system may not even be needed. But at Sokaiya’s age, there wasn’t much she could do about it beyond trying to get the yungins to understand and break the mundane black and white view of the world. While doing what she could to make the most of her abilities to further the goal of true peace and prosperity.

Ashley couldn’t keep from wincing as she listened to Sokaiya vomit forth another lengthy diatribe. When it finally came time for her to give a response, she took a deep breath and hoped for the best.

“I already said I don’t see the world as a comic book,” the Knight of Tomorrow reiterated. “And I’m painfully aware that things aren’t anywhere close to being as simplistic as what might be found in a children’s cartoon. But clearly you think I’m blind to the ‘truth’ of this world, so if you have some insights on how this situation should have been handled, then please enlighten me.”

Frowning as she rested her hands on the handle of her cane as she lowered her head for a moment as she mulled over Ashleys response. It was clear that she was still missing the entire point and was only honing in on a few aspects of what Sokaiya was wishing to convey. She seemed far too defensive and impatient, on edge and not interested in listening in the entirety of what was being said.

“If that is what you wish to know, then first don’t just stand there yapping while those two hippies stir up a ruckus, it shouldn’t take that young green gentlemen to be the reason that I got outta that dang water bubble in the first place, if I wanted, I could have put more power and tried to put a hole through them if I saw fit, they weren’t interested in listening to anything or making a deal, you didn’t have to murder them to get me outta there, my little green friend proved that fact and he was with those two hippie brats” Complaining about her earlier inaction and leaving it to Maxwell, who was not affiliated with them to come to the rescue.

“As for that rapscallion that made the deal with that Davis fella, they yanked you around and got you to do what they wanted while leaving you completely in the dark about the real deal they wanted to make, at the end of the day, they got what they wanted and perhaps learned a valuable lesson in the process and will grow from it, but that isn’t going to stop any of the others that showed up here today from stirring up trouble again, you are too impatient, but you youngins usually are, it is obvious enough you don’t care about what this old woman has to say, but does that bleed into dealing with others as well?” her eyes looked up towards Ashley as she mulled her thoughts again and gathered them so she could address the areas that she thought were the most important and concerning.

“Were you happy with how the negotiations finished and the deal that was finally made? You needed to understand what that Mary actually wanted, that the others were just here to be exploited for personal gain, just as much as that Davis fella was only interested in his own personal gain as a politician trying to get good press, you played their game, instead of making them play yours, find their weaknesses, force them to work under your own terms by using those weaknesses, understanding what they both want in reality strengthens your position, all that was accomplished today was those two gaining something, I have reason to believe the green fellow and the other two fine gentlemen will not give us any more trouble, but it's only a matter of time before those two hippie girls stir the pot and we are rushing to clean up that mess” Giving a shrug of her old shoulders as tried to explain her reasoning and the approach she felt was needed for a situation like this. She felt that trouble was only postponed for a period of time, rather than prevented completely.

She had taken care to ensure that Maxwell had gained something of value during the ordeal. Something that Sokaiya hoped would make a far bigger difference at the end of the day compared to the negotiation between Mary and Davis which only had two winners. Half the battle was having knowledge, if Maxwell followed through with delivering her gift to Vanhorn and she used it wisely, played the right cards at the right time, it would shake things up. So it wasn’t a total loss on the day, even if Sokaiya had to stretch the boundaries to make it happen.

Ashley’s eye began to twitch. “Okay, first of all, if you, an esper with fire-based abilities aren’t able to free yourself from a sphere of water, then you probably have no business joining G.E.M.I.N.I., or even being an esper in the first place,” the Knight of Tomorrow told the old woman. “Secondly, I apologize for not being able to read minds, but since you’re apparently capable of doing so, how would you have resolved the situation?” the high-tech heroine inquired, placing her hands on her hips as she glared down at the elderly esper. “Because unless I missed something, you haven't actually provided a single alternative. And thirdly, yes, I am happy with how the negotiations turned out, because nobody died, and both sides came away satisfied with the outcome. Again, I understand what Mary was personally after now, but like I said, I can't read minds, so I had no way of knowing she was using the protest for selfish ends. Though, if you knew, then maybe you could have filled me in before I started negotiating with them?” She took another deep breath. “I don't know what your game is, but mine is keeping the city safe and resolving crises with the least amount of bloodshed. If you have a better way of making that happen then please stop being so cryptic and tell me what it is.

Chuckling as she gave a curt nod of her head “Oh yes, so satisfied that two of them wanted to drown me, but if you want me to ensure that sort of thing doesn’t happen again, then the next time I won’t be quite so patient or nice if you wanted me to just blow them away and leave a mess all over the place which that Davis fella likely wouldn’t have appreciated” Shrugging her shoulders as she shook her head with a small sigh before bringing her attention back too Ashley.

“You don’t need to read minds, you young whippersnappers these days lack the patience and the creativity, maybe that tight outfit of yours is restricting your blood circulation or sumthing, all fired up and irritated for nothing, none of you yungins can handle any kind of constructive criticism anymore I s’pose, you didn’t have to read any minds to understand that a politician with a history like that Davis fella is only after one thing and that is good publicity regardless of the means to protect his base of support, I don’t need to be a mind reader to tell you any of that deary…you needed to use that to put him off balance,. Make him uncomfortable, appeal to his desires to keep himself as squeaky clean as possible, anything that could potentially cost him future support politically” pausing for a brief moment as she gestured with her cane as her thoughts came to her old mind.

“as for that Mary, and that mastermind that follows that youngin around, first thing that they asked was about another yungin that you both know, followed by them telling you to make it right and asking what you could for for them, they were greedy right from the start, it was about what you could give, just read between the lines, see that Mary wanted to use you as a tool to get something they wanted, it wasn’t about helping out for the greater good for them, the others that came here all desired doing things differently, quite a disjointed group, you needed to spend more time talking with the whole, get a better consensus, try to reign them in, find a compromise amongst that group, have a solid plan, one that would please a PR hungry politician, while also giving the group a more satisfying conclusion, one that those two hippie girls could accept, they hungered for a revolt, a coup, and I doubt they have been pacified for good”

Chuckling again as she was amused by her response as she gave her a smile “Game? My deary, I don’t play games anymore, I’m much too old, what I want is very simple, I’ve lived a long and hard life in this world and system that is a never ending cycle of death, destruction and chaos, all this old woman wishes for is for that cycle to come to an end and a new system put into place that shapes the world into one that isn’t divided into factions that are spinning their wheels endlessly going nowhere, isn’t that such a bad thing?” turning her gaze up above as she let out a small sigh having finished up what she had to say.

“That’s what I want as well,” Ashley replied, her rising exasperation clear in her voice. “And that’s what I’ve been doing my best to attain. I don’t mind getting advice on how to improve as an agent,” she continued. “But it’s not constructive criticism if you don’t actually provide any viable alternatives. Look,” the Knight of Tomorrow added in a tone of tired finality. “I think this discussion has gone on for long enough, you’re dismissed for now. Someone will contact you later to go over your full performance evaluation.”

“Very well, I have some business and errands to tend to, you take care of yourself now and make sure you are taking your vitamins and eating your vegetables…”Sokaiya hobbled away as she took her leave. “Dang whippersnappers these days…don’t know how to treat or speak to their elders anymore…but at least she was fun and entertaining for this old soul…”muttering to herself before letting out a small chuckle at the end, feeling quite pleased with herself.

Once the pair had parted ways, Ashley made a call to Dr. Moller. “Director? This is Agent Orion. I’ve just successfully concluded my assignment with Tempest. Although I will be making a full report when I get back to HQ, I just wanted to inform you that, despite her having exhibited several signs of senility, I believe that our current personnel shortage necessitates the recruitment of less-than-ideal candidates. Therefore, it is my admittedly reluctant decision to approve Tempest for provisional G.E.M.I.N.I. agent status.”

“Senility? In an esper?” Ashley could practically feel Fritzi squinting her eyes on the other side of the coms. “If you don’t think she’s a liability, we can make use of her, yes. I’ll be looking over that report later. Good job, agent Orion.”

“Thank you, ma’am,” Ashley replied.

I just hope I’m not making a mistake…

About fucking time!
-Nyxia Torrentia, Neon Tempest of the Ultraviolet Rainbow


Nyxia rolled her eyes as Oros went on to demonstrate exactly why she found the pink-haired pervert so distasteful. “Yeah, have fun with that,” the Neon Tempest replied in a disinterested tone after Oros mentioned she might actually try to convince her that she wasn’t the complete degenerate she seemed to be. “Disgusting freak…” the purple-hued girl added under her breath as she vaporized several more clumps of pitifully weak Miseria that couldn’t even charitably be called an annoyance. However, it wasn’t long before a new challenger appeared to claim Nyxia’s full attention and relegate Oros to the realm of unimportant background noise where she belonged…

First she felt the ground shudder once again, but thoughts of an aftershock were quickly dispelled when she saw the titanic form looming over the city. As someone for whom subtlety was nearly a foreign concept, Nyxia didn’t need Rei to suggest she should engage the recently arrived Giga Miseria. Indeed, upon catching sight of the towering terror, a grin of psychotic glee spread across the Neon Tempest’s face, while her glowing eyes gleamed even brighter in eager anticipation of the combat to come.

“Oh FUCK yes!” Nyxia cried in unabashed delight. “We’ve chewed on these shitty appetizers long enough, baby!” she told her beloved death ray as she ground the last pitiful remnants of an energy beam bisected Miseria into the pavement with her spiked heel. “It’s time to sink our teeth into the MAIN COURSE!!!”

With a peal of deranged laughter, the Neon Tempest used the power gained via the recent slaughter to hyper charge the Omega Obliterator, the enormous energy cannon more than doubling in size and sprouting half a dozen supplementary barrels, which all crackled with arcs of teal lighting, while a rising hum swiftly grew to a shrieking crescendo. An instant later, a massive cylinder of ruinous annihilation lanced forth on a path to blow the bone giant’s multiple heads off.

And just when I was starting to enjoy myself...
-Nyxia Torrentia, Neon Tempest of the Ultraviolet Rainbow


“How thoughtful of you,” Nyxia noted with a smirk after Hizuki explained her reasons for creating the massive light pillar. Hizuki seemed like a nice enough girl, and one she wouldn’t mind slaying Miseria alongside. Unfortunately for the Neon Tempest, she soon found herself being approached by someone who most assuredly was not. Even though she had tried to keep some distance between herself and the rest of the gathering (especially Rei’s highly annoying cat-eared partner), Oros had still chosen to ignore that rather obvious hint and skate over to chat with her…

“That’s probably because I’m not trying to hit on anything with a pulse,” Nyxia sneered in response to the blood witch’s complementing of her Miseria-slaughtering skills. “Or maybe you just suck at this?” she added after a moment’s consideration. Yet, the Neon Tempest knew full well that mere insults would do little to deter someone as relentless as Oros, and so, when the pink-haired pervert started asking about her and Roche’s improved camaraderie, she simply rolled her eyes and gave voice to an annoyed exhale. “Not like it’s any of your fucking business, but I realized that she actually wasn’t the bitchass bully I thought she was. Why the sudden interest, anyway?” the teal-haired girl inquired with a raised eyebrow. “Are ya gonna try an’ convince me you’re not the pathetic, horny as fuck pervert ya look like?”
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