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So fast!?
THE ACCIDENTAL MAGICAL GIRL
Season one.
Chapter 1: The new girl on the block.
She opened her eyes and gazed on the twinkling stars of the night-sky above her.
She..?
The redhead teenager blinked as she slowly get up from the floor. She was on the roof of a tall building that was part of Minato. She blinked again as she was easily able to recognize the features of the Great Tokyo ward despite never having seen it before.
Before..?
She examined herself and confusion transformed into sheer stupefaction. She was clad in a sort of cosplay outfit that looked like a cross between "Magic Knight Rayearth" and "World of Warcraft". She was even wearing a polearm of sort that resembled a Glaive crossed with a Heavy Spear, a little like the spear-like aspect of "Raising Heart" in "Magical Lyrical Nanoha Strikers".
It was when she glanced at her reflection on the weapon's blade that her whole brain crashed in sudden halt.
Her widened emerald eyes gazed upon a beautiful Eurasian teenager with fire-red hair and the features of a complete stranger: She didn't recognize herself... SHE DIDN'T RECOGNIZE HERSELF..! And she wasn't a she... SHE SHOULD BE AN ADULT MALE..!
She began to hyper-ventilate and grasped the security rail, her whole body trembling under the adrenaline and the sheer terror seizing her heart. Her...
How could she think of herself as a she while still KNOWING that she was born male?! And...
The next shock sent her to her knees: She simply couldn't remember even ONE personal fact about her life before... well all this...
She knew and remember many things, but none were about precisely who she was, even the identity and details of this body remained unknown.
She didn't get up from her curled ball of misery, sobs, whispered rants or screamed denials for a long time.
Anger surged from her and ragingly she dismissed her Magical Suit and came back wearing her standard Japanese school uniform... WHAT!?
A... Magical... Suit..?
She almost screamed in pain as a deluge of information flooded her mind: Magical Suit boosting her physical attributes and protecting both her body and identity. A Magical Weapon that she could summon at will and use with ease. The very power of LIGHT itself at her fingertips. The faculty to store anything she could hold in a Hammer-space and the gift of True Sight that perceived the flows and weaves of the very Magic that now composed her existence.
"Oh my God, I'm a Magical Girl..." How... pale even her voice sounded...
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The school uniform was a classic: white blouse with a blue sailor collar and end sleeves, a red scarf and a plaited blue skirt that came with pockets and inside a set of keys and an ID card with an address. It was when she exited the building that she realized that IT was her home address. She grumbled as she entered back and went to the seventh floor.
She hesitated as she looked at the name-plate on the door: Her ID card named her as one "Akemi Sekirei" and the Sekirei plate seemed to loom ominously on her. What will she do after? How will she able to live? To just have food? To pay for water and electricity? She was a fourteen years old girl with a Japanese citizenship, thankfully able to speak and read the language, and she knew absolutely no one, not even herself. Was there even any furniture inside? Clothes? And what about her family? Her friends? Her co-workers?
With a shaking hand, she opened the door and entered a non-descriptive hallway. "I'm home." She whispered and jumped in fright as she was answered from deeper the apartment.
"Welcome home, daughter."
It has been a feminine voice with this particular way that indicated the mistress of the house. Trembling, she followed her instincts and took off her shoes and put on slippers, noting two other pairs of shoes in the cupboard.
It was a standard familial apartment with kitchen, living-room, bathroom and at least three bedrooms. An amount of cardboard boxes indicated a recent moving here. The kitchen had a double-bowl of water and food for a pet. The living-room had a big glass door opening on a large balcony and were occupied by two Japanese adults. They were almost non-descriptive stereotypical parents for any "Average-Anime-Girl": She was brown-haired and a little small with green eyes and a smile and was cooking a stir-fry. He was tall with black serious eyes and auburn hair, a pair of glasses and was reading a journal while the TV set gave a background sound with some pubs.
Like a zombie, she entered the living-room and sat on a chair at the dining-table. "Good evening, mother, father..." Her voice seemed so small to her ears, as if coming from a very long way.
The woman put a lid on her preparation and came to her. She tensed and was surprised by the warm and light kiss she received on the kiss. "I hope you had a good time in this new neighbourhood. I know you regret your friends from Kyoto, but... well, you know..."
The man held a semi-tired smile. "As I said, real sorry girls, but my new post needed us to come here. At least with my new salary we were able to have this nice place in Minato."
The rest of the evening and the supper passed like in a dream or under anaesthesia. The pseudo-family discussed casual subjects like the weather, the fact that Akemi was beginning school tomorrow, the neighbours that were simply "charming so far" and the ridiculous rumours about the ward.
While weather wasn't a problem, the fact that she'll had to go to school was like a brick in the stomach. It's been decades since she went to school and Japanese education was completely different from Western education... Well, at least she thought so...
The rumours were more interesting as the news on the TV talked about mysterious vigilantes, all girls with super or magical powers. The journalist seemed to pass those rumours as hoaxes and made fun of the various videos presented. "Akemi", as she was trying to not make any error with those two strangers, was very sceptical: If they were mere rumours, why did the TV company aired them? Of course, the elephant in the room was that she WAS an honest-to-god Magical Girl...
The attitude of the Sekirei was alarming: They acted as if she was REALLY their daughter. There wasn't an ounce of lies in their eyes, she was absolutely sure of it. That meant either they were brainwashed people, magical constructs or clones, a realistic hallucination programmed in her own mind, fate-twisted into actually being her new body's parents or that she was actually an amnesiac Akemi Sekirei and that everything she still remembered was a lie... She didn't know which was the most terrifying possibility.
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She found herself finally in the relative security of her bedroom. It was a typical room with a bed, a study table and many unopened boxes. There was also a computer, a charger with a smart-phone and a few books. Oh and a normal Calico male cat also.
Akemi stayed back to her closed door, trying to build or rebuild a coherent vision for her situation, but her mind was firing at rapid speed and missing all its shots.
Slowly, she went to her bed and began to pet the cat who promptly climbed in her lap and asked for more attention. She let the sensation of the fur and the soothing purr washed away her worries. Fur therapy was always a good option for stress.
"And boy, I am stressed... All right... I was male, adult and in... another country... I am now a teenager, female and in Japan... I think the date is the same... Check with my phone... Okay, the same... and I just remember a PIN that I didn't have before... Marvellous... I can't remember anything about my personal past, but I could name all the presidents of the USA since the beginning... Or all the films I like... Or the video games I should have played... Or..." She shook her head, frustrated. "Damn it, I can't remember WHY I am like this and I KNOW it's important..."
"I think I can help with that." She froze and looked down. The voice was male and gentle with a strange undertone and was originating from her lap. "Don't stop petting, it's good for you and me."
Like a robot, she resumed the petting of the feline after checking its forehead and sighing in relief at the absence of golden moon crescent. "I have a talking cat on my lap... I am petting a talking cat... I should really scream bloody murder right now and ask for a nice padded cell..."
"Please don't, my hearing is rather sensible. And it's a weird situation for me as well." She raised an eyebrow at that.
"Oh..?"
"Yes, until you entered the bedroom, I was your perfectly normal cat... Now I can think like you, talk like a human despite not having the right vocal chords and I have a literal library of knowledge at my disposal. Library oriented completely towards you." The cat lifted its head and gazed upon her. "I know you're a former male and I know why. Do you want to know?"
She opened the mouth to just urge it on that and then stop. Was she really sure that she wanted to know why she was a Magical Girl? Something told her that it was a doozie and she was no Pinkie Pie. She breathed deeply and indulged in more furry therapy. "All right, go ahead... By the way, I can't remember your name."
"My name is Tsukiyomi, but most of you just call me Tsuki. Your father is Murata Sekirei. Your mother was born Sakura Miyamoto. Precisely, you're here because you killed your predecessor by accident and the Puchuu arranged for you to took her place."
Accident!? The Puchuu!? Akemi seized her head as the memories of that came rushing. Oh Gods above... Yes! She remembered the death of the little girl and the terrifying creature that said she/he would take her place because... "I... killed... her..." Her whisper brought tears flowing down her cheeks.
The cat resumed its purring and licked away her tears. "Yes, but you didn't want her dead, right?"
"...right..."
"You would have done anything to save her, right?"
"...yes..."
"Then acknowledge that the Puchuu used that to transform you. You didn't want to become a Magical Girl, but you would have choose to atone for her death. It simply twisted your sincere wish."
"...yeah... Okay... I can live with that... for now..." She was still shocked, but her earlier breakdown of the roof of the building already appeased her a little. Tsuki was good at that. Her breathing eased and she continued to pet the Calico. "What do you know about the situation?"
"The Puchuu arranged for me to become a sort of Animal Companion with the distinct goal for me to be a form of mentor. I have a great deal of information, but they are subject to circumstances and stay hidden until. I know you're an immortal Magical Girl. While you can be killed, you won't stay dead for long. I know you have a basic mastery over the Light element on a conceptual and physical level. I also know about your current suit and weapon and that you'll grow into your power with time and experience."
Akemifrowned. "What about my current identity and my so-called parents?"
"Irrelevant to the situation." Akemi was shocked by that. "In your case, they are as real as your original parents. They are fake but exist nonetheless and for the real world, they are your parents with all the proofs necessary." Tsuki put a light paw on her lips to stop her protests. "As for your true parents, your friends and all those you left behind, I can reassured you. The puchuu ensured closure: It erased your old existence from your original world and fate was re-written to make it good for all you knew. Your pets have been taken in by kind folks, parents and children have new caretakers and your possessions and savings distributed as you would have preferred."
Akemi fell back on her bed and put her arms over her eyes. "Closure... and a specific amnesia over who I was before I became a girl... I can't even go home... I no longer know where home is... I'm screwed..."
"...yes. But! The Puchuu screwed also." Akemi lifted one arm and looked at Tsuki with one interrogative eye. "The Puchuu are the only one of the numerous existing factions who can empower Magical Girls. The other factions, however, regularly "steal" those newly empowered girls at their service. Although you are nominally under the Puchuu watching, you still retain numerous choices for the future. You could even go freelance."
"... I suppose that each choice has its up and down, including the solo option?"
"Yes."
"And you can't tell me those advantages and drawbacks?"
"Not until you confront another faction. I can't even tell you the Puchuu agenda if they have even one."
"Of course... And they are other Magical Girls around?"
"Indeed. In fact, Minato ward is the Mecca of Magical Beings. They are many teams around due to a rather thin dimensional fabric locally. Many worlds routinely open gates to ours."
"Marvellous... Simply marvellous. Something else I should know about?"
"The Overcity."
"The what?"
"In any city it's possible to turn down the right alley, make the right turn on a road or just know where the doors are to get to the Overcity: The Archetype of all cities that serve as the support for all factions existing in the Multi-verse." Akemi was flabbergasted by the concept of a Dimensional Mega-city used by all magical beings.
"The Overcity has many names: The Hub, Megatokyo, the Sprawl, and many more besides. These names are only used by the magically active. The Overcity is a great sprawling mess of uninterrupted cityscape, and exists on many levels. The same area can be populated by normal people, be a run down mess inhabited by monsters or be completely deserted, depending on how to got there and when you arrived." Tsuki walked over Akemi and looked insistently until she resumed petting it.
"Magically active beings can use the Overcity to travel between locations that are greatly distant, but the routes are generally unclear, and with the street signs written in hundreds of languages, the best you can do is hope for luck and miracles. There are guides that will offer to take you from city to city, but these are few and far between, and depend on routes happened upon by luck."
The cat passed a few moments to lick its paws and continued. "The Overcity intersects with the real world in many places. Mostly, these portals are small and unassuming, difficult to find. But if you come down a specific alley at the correct time of day from the east... If you open this door, but only after walking between the street sign and the newspaper dispenser and hopping over the steps without touching them... In some cases, it's not a portal, but an overlap: A significant section of city existing concurrently within the Sprawl and in real-space at the same time. Many normal people live and work within these overlaps, never realizing that they aren't actually in their home city any more. After all, they just take the same path to and from work every day, and if they mess up and can't find their home or workplace, then they just got lost, right?"
Both laughed a little. "The shops take whatever the local currency of the city they think themselves to be in, but many of them have found that they get a large proportion of customers with odd currencies and may take foreign cash or barter." It pointed its paw at her. "This odd currency is important for you. Accomplishing Quests like in a MMO RPG grant you some rewards in the form of mystically minted pieces of copper, bronze, silver and finally gold. Each piece is forged from mana and can boost your power or anchor your spells. The intensity, duration and scale of the gain depend on the value of the coin. The higher, the more difficult to obtain or find"
Tsuki sat in her lap and gazed in her eyes. "By design or error, the Puchuu built a deeper connection within you with the Overcity. You are able to sense how to go there more easily allowing you to escape a stronger opponent and you can even create a "closed world" which enable you to take battles into an empty portion of the Overcity."
Akemi's eyes widened as she saw a smirk forming on her cat's lips. Creepy, so very creepy. "The Overcity is the place to encounter and befriend more magically active people, and magical girls and monsters alike are prone to commandeering deserted areas for use as homes and bases. There are whispers that there is a similar higher or lower dimensional hub for wild locations, that even the wild monsters not blessed with intelligence use. Nothing has ever confirmed this rumour, but it crops up whenever a stupid monster gives magical girls the slip in a natural setting."
Akemi focused on one word. "Monsters... They are supernatural monsters in this world."
Tsuki nodded. "And protecting the innocent is among your duties."
The new Magical Girl frowned, sensing something hidden. "And what are my duties?"
The Calico sat down, taking in the appearance of a wise Sphinx with an abyssal gaze. "What do you think your duties should be?"
Akemi blinked as she suddenly realized that NEVER during the discussion or even since she awoke on the roof, she never asked herself once if she wanted to stay and pursue on her role as a magical girl.
"Oh... boy..."
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Notes: A little heavy on information perhaps.
I hope it wasn't too much of a stereotype for someone finding herself as the newly sailor-suited defender of Justice.