"Stay where you are Testarossa. It will only hurt for a bit and then it'll be over"
The pink-haired woman spoke, her voice stern but not devoid of sadness. A book floated in the hand she wasn't using to hold the sword. Her steps were getting closer, Fate whimpered as she tried to move, her last attempt at resistance. And she fell to the ground, it hurt, it hurt so much. There was no one who'd help her, no one. Small tear ran down.
"Father... Mother... Nanoha"
Her voice trembled, another tear ran down her cheek, the enemy coming closer.
And then Signum jumped back, a crackling whip smacking the ground where she stood a moment ago.
"Who the hell!?"
The pink haired woman held her sword at the ready, her eyes focused on a point above and behind Fate. The girl turned slightly and her eyes shot wide open, b
Inari hummed a dulcet melody as she arranged her bed sheets and made them neat and tidy. She smiled as the tender odor of the new sheets tickled her nose. Unable to resist, she collapsed on the bed and decided to take a rest. She had been doing chores all day: cleaning, grocery shopping, and ironing her uniform in preparation to return to service in two days. She thought this was a rest well earned.
She had enjoyed her vacation despite its lasting for only one week. It had an unforgettable start, with a trip into the Felryan jungle with her best friend Ramina Highwind, where they were caught in perilous situations including encountering an Earth Mouth, being chased by a harpy, and saving a dryad from a highly wanted thief (that encounter had almost led them to their death before the dryad saved their lives at the last moment).
However, ever since that day, an unnerving thought had been gnawing at her mind, stuck in it like a
"My sweet Alicia, why can't I have you back."
A single tear ran down the sad woman's face.
Sound of footsteps broke her out of her grieving.
"Linith? I told you I didn't wanted to be disturbed"
But then she remembered, Linith was no longer with them, so who...
"I'm afraid I'm not that Linith you mentioned"
The woman spun around to face the intruder, her device in her hand within a blink of an eye. There at the door stood another woman. A smirk on her face at the other woman's violent reaction
"Precia Testarossa I assume"
Not a question, a statement, the other woman's smirk became wider as she slowly strode forward, her heavy military boots thumping against the floor. Both her hands in the p
[Cut to a guy fetching drinks from the bar then carries the drinks over to a table where two girls are seated. He serves their drinks as he sits down. One, wearing a NV Tour shirt, is trying to peer over the crowd]
Female Fan: I can't see a damn thing! [She complains]
[The girl then stands on her bar stool and gets a glimpse of a guy with yellow/blue hair, one with green and white, and another solid black. She grins in accomplishment]
Female Fan: Ah-ha.
[Cut to the three guys at the bar. The one with yello