"I'm an independent woman so I have the power of choice. And I choose violence!" Cue explosions from Cure Firework.

"Preach it, sister!"

                  You wanna 𝓀𝒾𝓁𝓁 me?                        Get in line bitch.

A FOOL GOLD HEARTED - [ you sank to the bottom of the ocean ] soaked in grief &. drowning in your own desire for love you aimlessly swim yearning yet lost continuously through the storms raging in your heart .

"That's why you should talk it out with your friends. Keeping it inside isn't healthy."

"You don't need to worry about that. I'm at least open about my issues with my friends. And I'm very thankful for them."

"You say that like I have a choice... Even if I try to let go, it all comes crashing back down..."

Extermination ESP / Imminent_Storm.

@transformedwithgrief

Aetheria

Capital City, District 4.

4:25 PM, PST

Yuna was worried.

She had been trying to get into contact with Vivio for several minutes now, but as usual, the elder Kyrielight was somewhere goofing off, unaware of the situation that was unfolding right now. Of course, it would have been one thing if that had simply been the only thing, but that wasn't the only issue she was facing.

She also tried to contact Shido Fujimaru and received no answer. Soon she called everyone that she knew in Aetheria only to receive silence. It was highly unlikely that everyone had their phones and communication devices turned off or ignoring them. This told her that communications were being blocked somehow.

Yuna knew the storm system that was hanging above the city was a by product of Yoshino, Kaguya and Yuzuru's fight against the invading forces, as they were the among the first to respond. The core of the storm was actually miles away from Aetheria as a whole, which meant that the outer parts of the storm was what was over the city. Still, if the winds and rain were this strong here, she couldn't even begin to imagine the output of energy those three were using to hold off the invasion.

The invaders were apparently an organization called the Esper Response Division, affiliated with another military entity called the GHQ, which she knew next to nothing about. They were both based in North America and from the looks of it, this attack was sanctioned by the American President himself, who made it clear he hated Espers and Aetheria's stance to shelter them.

She couldn't believe another nation would attack them solely on this basis, but right now she had other concerns. She still had to find her sister so they can be ready to defend the city from the Americans and their esper killing machines.

"Where are you sis...? Why can't I contact anyone?"

Yuna frowned at her V-Pad Device. Again, she was unable to get into contact with her sister. Communications were definitely being jammed, though whether it was the Spirits' storm causing it or some other factor was unknown to her. She opted to go around the city to look for her on foot. Because of the storm, the streets were basically deserted save for the Public Security Department forces and Ratatoskr Foundation Troopers moving around preparing for the coming assault.

She noticed something out of place though.

Across the street was someone she did not recognize as a member of the PSD or the Foundation. A young girl from the looks of it. Most civilians within this district were instructed to seek shelter, under the pretense of the storm being dangerous, but in reality the storm was no threat. It was done so that the people won't panic at a crucial moment. Did she not hear the warnings?

"Um, excuse me! It isn't safe out here! Please find shelter as quickly as you can!"

It wasn't safe? First she's heard of it. The girl had already just recently arrived here, and already she was being told to find shelter. Was something going on?

"Not safe? Why? What's happening?" The other girl asked, having no idea what was occurring. Was there a natural disaster that she didn't know about? Or perhaps there was a dangerous criminal on the loose.

"I'll crush her."

His tone was overflowing with rage, and his look, fiercer than ever before. Red eyes that glowed brightly. Killing those beings was what he does, endlessly, without food, drink, sleep or tiring. He'll eradicate Walpurgisnacht, but she seemed to be at the top of the list.. for now.

"April 30th, huh? That's in a week's time. I assume that this witch was the weakest out of all of them, the one I killed. There's more, and I'll never rest. How about you give me the tour of witches around town?"

In his speech, he sounded ruthless, yet ambitious. Walpurgisnacht much like Hisako, was a tall order to take down. But he will get closer to Walpurgisnacht, then finally Hisako, no matter what.

"Unfortunately, I don't know all of them. There's a few that I fought like the Box Witch and the Artist Witch, so giving a tour of their labyrinths is easier said than done since they're usually killed off the moment they're found."

"That said, please don't hurt the Dessert Witch or the Class Representative Witch. I'm working on reforming them."

She doesn't respond for a few minutes. She's busy racking her brain for a way out of this because that was not the solution to her problem that she wanted. If she wanted help, she would have gone to Ami.

Although on second thought, Ami's explanations were always too complicated for Usagi to understand. Maybe this Mariko person would be a better tutor... No, no, she could still get out of this!

[Text]: oh it's okay! you don't have to help! [Text]: I'll scrape by somehow, I always do! °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°

[Text]: Probably not the best idea tbh. Speaking from experience. [Text]: At least let me see it. Maybe it's something I already learned.

Mariko was pretty adamant on helping, even if the other student wanted to avoid it. Science and math were where she struggled the most, but she always strived to get the highest grade possible no matter what subject. Of course, stressing herself out like this was what led Kyubey to her in the first place. Maybe the idea of studying was stressing this Usagi out. Maybe she should change the subject.

[Text]: What's your favorite parfait?

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"Stupid rigged UFO catchers! I shouldn't have to spend this much just for a cute chicken plushie!"

"Git gud, scrub."

"How repulsive."

The wrathful slayer walked around the witch labyrinth, inspecting it. Everything about it, it was loathful. From the energy he sensed into these witches, it desired nothing but calamity.

His type of enemy. His enemies, to eradicate.

He faced Mariko once more, his wrathful glare once again staring into the likes of her.

"I'll kill them all; shatter them like glass before crumbling their remains. Tell me, who's the strongest witch out of all of them?"

The strongest witch? Hearing him ask about that made her a little nervous. She dreaded the day this witch would arrive, but maybe he could help her defeat it.

"Walpurgisnacht... She'll be here on the 30th of April... Do you think you'll be able to defeat her?"

He didn't even look behind him to know it's Mariko, he sensed her energy and heard her voice, and he merely looked towards the opposite direction. His arms were tightened and fists clenched; he never rests.

"And I recognized your energy.. was expecting someone to take on this wretched pest. I get to have the jump on them first, for my own reasons."

He finally faced Mariko, who seemed to look different. A different form. His crimson glowing eyes stared fiercely at the girl.

"Are dimensions of the witches really this abominable?"

"Yeah, this is pretty normal for a witch, in all honesty." Mariko explained, looking around the place. "Barriers like this typically reflect the interests of the witch from when they were magical girls. A small reminder of who they once were, twisted into the form of hazards or familiars."