The Mechanics of In Flight
One of my reviewers mentioned the idea of starting a forum for those who want to debate various points of my story without clogging up the review section too much. I decided to go ahead and give it a try.
New Follow Forum Follow Topic
« Prev Page 1 .. 57 64 65 66 67 68 69 70 77 .. Last Next »
Sage of Eyes

Omake: This Can Only End In Fire.


It was thrilling, just being near a place where she was excited me. Off-limits, each step I took into the neighborhood was a dozen regulations set for stability and safety being broken. Each step made my smile just a little wider, the place needs more excitement around it anyways. Who knows, if everything went according to plan it would be so much more interesting.

I could hardly wait, that only thing that slowed me was the fact that I knew that Matsu had probably seen me coming and was panicking in that little safety room of hers. They never suspected that MBI would just have a look with one of their thermal imaging toys, or even check the electricity bill. They didn't even need the hidden tracking chip in her skull to figure where she went.

I could already pick out the sounds of helicopters being scrambled away from where I was heading. They obviously figured out what I was going to do, and were taking measures to minimize casualties. Not that it would help, she never grew weak after all, I wouldn't be surprised if that attack of hers could cleave the tower in half if she wished now. She certainly didn't mind doing the same to that battleship, all those years ago.

A fight against Miya would be like fighting a god, but who said anything about surviving it anyways?

And I was sure I could make it happen now.

I was getting too excited, I was glad I left my sword at the base. Otherwise I doubted that the streets would be as clean as they currently were. The very thought of clashing blades with her, the only organism on the planet that could hope to match me made me quiver.

Not only that, but if I won I had an interesting Ashikabi to be with now. The muscles on face tilted upward against my will as I touched the sport where he held a knife at my gut. I saw his eyes that moment we kissed, beyond the shock and surprise there was power in them. I had no doubt, despite the fact that he was related to a worthless man, my Ashikabi could easily subjugate Miya.

The only problem now concerned his wife, and how I could keep him all to myself.

Only I would deserve him if I managed to beat Miya after all.

A chuckle escaped my lips.

Who was I kidding?

Even she would crumble under my Norito, it only mattered when I decided she was getting boring.

A bloody kiss, it was just like a familiar contract. In some ways I expected it, since that was how Seo 'gave' his girls their most powerful attacks.

But did this mean Seo also had latent magical circuitry? Did all the Ashikabi's that the Sekirei choose exhibit latent powers that were simply being siphoned off? The going rate for an Ashikabi was one to a Sekirei, meaning 108 people would have to latent magical circuitry for them all to be winged.

The thought was simply statistically impossible, such numbers of latent magical powers would've been only probably during the ages where humanity fought against nature itself for survival.

But there were people with many, many Sekirei. The miniscule pull from my circuitry was so minute it could simply have been thought of as an afterthought from a really well done kiss. It could be probable that the Sekirei was simply gathering latent energy that resided in all humans.


Why would they need us to unleash their most devastating techniques? Why is the dependency there? How could a species develop powers but need such an inane thing that can only be provided by a completely different species to use it to their full extent?

Was I going to feel different because I was a fully aware magus? Complete with activated circuitry?

There were so many questions that needed to be answered, and that I lacked the knowledge to answer.

I eyed the phone on the desk, I had been contemplating this ever since I left but actions was only truly needed now that creature bonded to me a week ago.

It was just a simple message, but I was sure that it would accelerate the plan as safely as possible, and carried the least risk.

I need help.

I had the strangest feeling, that when Saber arrives this city will be in danger.

I entered my home to a very nasty surprise.

She sat there, in my home smiling. I couldn't stand her smile back then, and now I remembered why.

He explained it to me a long time ago. About how I saw myself above the rest subconsciously, and how it made me a natural leader.

Karasuba, the one who liked to kill, and killed she did. I held the largest kill ratio merely because I sank any battleship into the sea, but she strode into battle oozing with lust and need. She enjoyed battle so much while I merely saw it as a chore.

We were both monsters, her because she reveled in bloodshed, while I was because I did not lose sleep over it.

I would like to think that I was the lesser of them, but she and I were hardly equal. The thought of her being better than me in any aspect was laugh-

The smile that I hated widened considerably as she noticed me, her hand darted inside her uniform and she pulled out a picture.

My thoughts were cut off as my breath escaped my mouth, her face was positively beaming now and her voice seemed to resonate within my core.

"So, Miya?" She whispered in her despicable voice, "Do you like how my Ashikabi looks?"


8/2/2012 #1,981


Why, oh why do I get the feeling that Shin Tokyo is about to get screwed over? I'm not even sure where to think this Omake is going to go. It's a morbid curiosity that I just feel I must know about.

Keep going good author. BRING THE DESTRUCTION THAT IS DUE!!!

8/2/2012 #1,982

It is overdue at this point my friend, As usual SoE sets us up then trolls us with a cliffhanger.

8/3/2012 #1,983
Lord Bishamon

Looks like Saber's going to have to shank a bitch.

8/3/2012 #1,984

So we have a duel for Shirou between Miya and Karasuba, and the winner has to take on Saber (unless she gets to Shin Tokyo really really fast).

8/3/2012 #1,985


You forget the almighty Tsun-Tsun of Tohsaka Rin who's Tsundere rank is EX

8/3/2012 #1,986


And whoever else he managed to snag along the way. Like Luvia for example.

8/3/2012 . Edited 8/3/2012 #1,987

It's the end of the world as we know it.

It's the end of the world as we know it.

It's the end of the world as we know it.

And I feel fine!!!

8/3/2012 #1,988
Satire Swift

There's only one way to resolve this.


8/3/2012 #1,989

Better yet... mud wrestling ... or jello

8/3/2012 #1,990
lhklan The Unpronounceable



Sitting on his throne *coughchaircough*, Zelretch strokes his beard thoughtfully, a rainbow crack in reality hanging in front of him.

"This won't do. This won't do at all." He murmured. He was bored, and a bored Zelretch was never a good thing.

"Let see... OH! This should be fun!" Zelretch laughed outloud as he saw something in the crack. He snapped his fingers, before open up a portal. "Now... to deliver the news."


"Your Highness! Wacht out!"



"W-where are we?"

"I believe we're still in Tristain, your Highness. Just... not our Tristain."

"W-what do you mean?"

"Do you remember the Duchess's lesson? I believe that we are in an alternate dimension."


"I am Arthur Westwood, member of the Undine Knight, personal guard to her Highness."

"And I am Anastasia de Tristan. Daughter of Queen Henrietta de Tristan and King John de Tristan."


"Get up. You're pathetic."

"D-damn you!"


"Duchess! What are you doing here?"

"Saving your a**es. What else. Although you've done a good job protecting the princess."

"Coming from you, that is great praise."


Yeah, I was kinda bored.

8/3/2012 #1,991
NAJ P. Jackson

Oookaay. I'm quite unsure if that is a HoS omake or not....

8/3/2012 #1,992

It seems to be going into the Twilight zone of post Epilogue Hos, which is about as vague and open as the Code Geass ending.

8/3/2012 #1,993
Sage of Eyes
'Saber's going to have to shank a beyotch' So much win, Balagor. Much beloved tuxedo Saber to be featured next chapter!
8/3/2012 #1,994


To be shanked by Caliburn or Excalibur is a little on the excessive side don't you think?

Yep, definitely on the excessive side. Being stabbed, then vaporized by the sword stabbing you through the gut.

8/3/2012 #1,995

STAB, then atomized. Hm...where have I read that before...

8/3/2012 . Edited 8/3/2012 #1,996

TSAB - Time-Space Administrative Bureau

STAB - Space-Time Administrative Bureau

Unfortunate implications are funny.

8/3/2012 #1,997
Sage of Eyes
Miss Hermoine Granger would be proud Uxion.
8/3/2012 #1,998

...I meant "stab". All caps for comic-like dramatic effect. :sweatdrop:

8/3/2012 #1,999
Satire Swift

Yeah, I blame Glorious Shotgun Princess for this one.


IF Omake: A New Dawn

On a rooftop in downtown Shin Tokyo, there was a sudden flash and swirl of rainbow colored light. It twisted and bent in strange ways, forming shapes and depths that a normal human would not be able to perceive, and would give them a headache if they tried. However, if such a person persevered, they would see a man appear on the rooftop, in a motion that resembled nothing so much as rotating yourself 90 degrees to everything else in the universe.

It's because of this difficulty due to limited perception (among many, many other reason) that the man on the roof was one of the relatively few in existence that could travel the multiverse.

Zelretch was the man's name, and he looked of a respectively old age, but not too old as many who saw him would be quick to point out. This may have had something to do with the fact that he was also a vampire, but that was neither here nor there. The most important thing at that moment, especially to the man himself, was just how worst for wear he was.

Most assuredly he had seen worse. Such as it was, his dress cloths that were about a century or two out of style were torn, his short cape was in tatters and exhaustion was creeping into his immortal bones. Yes, he had most definitely seen worse, but anything that could push the 700 year old sorcerer that controlled the operation of parallel worlds into such a state was not to be taken lightly.

Heh, I haven't had to fight like that in ages, he thought to himself, stretching out his limbs. That's definitely a world I'm going to check out again later. He frowned. Much later. And more discreetly.

Zelretch strode forward and looked around idly. Now, where in the Root be damned multiverse am I? In his haste to get away from those rather unreasonable fellows which put him in such a state, he had tried to jump to one of the realities that he had indexed as safe, though he seemed to have missed his mark a bit. Given the sheer size and complexity of the multiverse, the sorcerer had to leave a sort of magical mark on any universe he visited. Otherwise, he would never be able to find a particular universe again. He closed his eyes and briefly let himself go, searching the sea of possibility for the closest index he could find, and was pleasantly surprised that his aim wasn't too far off.

Ah yes, this is a variant of the one where that Emiya boy became involved with those Sekirei things. That little rascal. Zelretch thought to himself with a chuckle. Shirou Emiya, being a mage with an innate sense of justice and a way with women (if completely unknowingly), was always one of the old man's favorite sources of entertainment. When the sorcerer found a reality where the boy had found himself accidently possessing a harem of super powered alien women, Zelretch thought he had hit the jackpot. In any case, this universe was fairly close (probabilistically speaking) to the one he already had indexed, save for that he was in a slightly different part of the time stream. It would be almost impossible to tell what was different from the other universe without going over it was a fine comb, but Zelretch both didn't care and more important things on his mind.

Reaching into a dimensional pocket he used to store items, Zelretch carefully pull out the thing which he had acquired in the last dimension, which was also the thing that was partially responsible for his current state. To anyone else watching, it looked like a simple yellow-gold crystal, softly emanating light of the same color. Zelretch on the other hand saw it for what it really was, saw past the mere physical form which it had taken no small amount of talent on his part to shape it into.

It was glory. It was power. Most importantly, it was potential.

Still, I don't see why those fellows were so insistent that I couldn't take one. He thought to himself in irritation. The container had already been broken when I got there, and there were a number of far more unsavory people that were taking half of them. I only wanted one.

His thoughts turned to how to properly study it when suddenly the crystal's soft glow began to increase in intensity. He looked at it in confusion for a moment before his eyes widened in realization. "No, no, don't you dare-!"

With a sudden, brilliant burst of light, the crystal was gone.

The Wizard Marshall stared at his empty hand for a moment before he let out a litany of curses that would have made a sailor blush. After a few minutes when he had calmed down, he rubbed his eyes with his hand and muttered to himself. "Great. Just great. I go through all that trouble and the thing picks someone as soon as I take a look at it. Now I have to find the person before they-"

Zelretch stopped as a thought came to him. "Wait, what if it picked him? The boy would probably fit the criteria, more than anyone else in this reality. The odds are still probably low…"A slow grin split the old man's face. "Who am I kidding. Coincidence and contrivance orbit the boy like women. It definitely chose him."

The sorcerer looked out over the city, extending his magic to find the young man, hoping to find the one thing he valued more over research.



I was going to die.

Though I had prepared as best I could for my eventual encounter with the Mage's Association, it was starting to look like it wasn't enough. Archibald's defense was too good for me to penetrate, so I had tried to use Rule Breaker to destroy his Mystic Code. It failed when it turned out the code had far too much prana in it for me to destroy, and I had ended up wasting all of my own prana. I could still move and fight, but with no magic and no way to get past his defense, it had become a battle of attrition which I was clearly going to lose.

"Pathetic," Archibald said with a sneer. "As if a third rate magus like yourself could ever hope to affect my Mystic Code. Now you're nothing but a brute with some swords."

I blocked the quicksilver tentacles as best I could, but without my increased speed and stamina, it was impossible. As I brought my blades up to block an overhead strike, I felt another one pierce me through my middle. A massive bloom of pain ripped through my body, and as I screamed I could feel blood gushing out of my mouth. I collapsed to the ground, my swords slipping out of my grasp as I felt the quicksilver blade withdraw from my body.

It was all I could do to press my hands to my sternum, for all the good it would do. Through the pain, I managed to see Archibald standing over me with a smug grin on his face. He said "A much as I want to kill you now, it will greatly improve my standing with the Clock Tower if I bring you back alive. Besides, I'm sure that you'll wish I killed you by the time they're through with you."

The world started to go black, and my thoughts turned to my flock and family, who would never know what had happened to me. I thought of my lovers Rin and Saber, who would be devastated to learn of my fate. They would lose me, but I kept them safe. Though this was my end, at least I did some good.

This is not your end.

In the darkness, a light bloomed. It was distant at first, but it slowly grew in intensity. Time seemed meaningless as words formed in my mind.

You would sacrifice yourself for the sake of others. You would stand alone against the darkness to protect the weak. You would suffer to let others have a chance at happiness.

Someday, your fight will end.

The light had grown to become everything, a brilliance that was greater than all. Then, the pain began to recede.

But that is not this day.

Slowly by surely, the pain was gone and replaced with something else. Something glorious.

You shall be the salvation of the helpless. You shall bring light to where the darkness hides. You shall be the sword which will strike down the corrupt, the hateful, and the wicked.

Shirou Emiya, you shall be a Champion of Justice.

I could feel power flowing through me, giving me new strength. As I opened my eyes to see a confused looking Archibald, I realized that the light was in me, pouring forth from my very soul. It felt like…

Like a Sun.


A pillar of golden light erupted around me, and Archibald barley managed to jump back before my rising punch could connect.

"What?! Impossible!" he exclaimed as the quicksilver swirled around him once again.

As I stood there, I knew that the wound in my sternum had healed. I could feel this new power flow through me, like magic yet not. This was something more potent, alive, like the fires of Creation itself. I felt it touch my magic circlets, not quite flowing into them, but still interacting with them somehow.

Instinctually, I put my hands out to my sides and with a little force of will my blades flew into my hands. The fact that I shouldn't be able to do that seemed irrelevant, my newfound power almost whispering to me what I could do.

With a snarl, Archibald launched another wave of attacks at me, but it was useless. Without knowing why, as I went to block the power surged through me and I found myself moving even faster and with more skill than I usually could, parrying the blades without effort.

When my thoughts turned to attack, a golden light enveloped my sabers and my final parry severed the quicksilver tentacle in half, some of it splashing to the ground as I did so.

The magus sputtered "No! You can't do that! That's impossible!"

He didn't say anything else, because in a blink, I was on him, my blade coming down on him in a vertical slash. I was blocked by the quicksilver, but only just as the golden glow allowed me to cut through the shell somewhat. I became a blur, moving and attacking faster than I ever had. He tried to retaliate, but it was no use. With every strike he made I had moved to a different part of the shell, hacking away at it. With each hit, the quicksilver became a bit slower and weaker, becoming damaged from my blows.

Soon it became too much and the shell broke completely, falling to the ground inert. Archibald was only just able to realize this before I brought both blades across his midsection, nearly cutting him in half as I did so. He fell to the ground and looked around in fear for a way to escape, but found something else instead. "W-w-what is this?!" he screamed as he looked back at me. "What are you?!"

Indeed, the battlefield had changed somewhat. A brilliant light emanated from my person, and around me were ethereal swords, planted into the ground. It was incredibly similar to my Reality Marble, and I could even make out the distinctive shapes of specific weapons, though they were made out of a translucent, golden light.

"I am Shirou Emiya." I said as I moved towards him. He stared in fear of me, looking at the glowing sunburst on my forehead which I somehow knew was there. "And I am the Dawn."


What skill do you think cooking would fall under when it comes to Charms?

8/3/2012 #2,000


*Tilts head*

Huh. I've never heard of Glorious Shotgun Princess so I don't know what that has to do with this Omake. I'm actually not sure what to make of this. So far it seems to be a your standard Protagonist Power Up in the face of failure. I do like the little introduction with Zel though for sure.

I guess I'd just have to see where this goes if you continue it before passing any real judgments.

8/3/2012 #2,001
Satire Swift

Hmmm... it occurs to me that many people on this forum might not know what Exalted is. It'd be rather confusing considering I was making a crossover with that.

Exalted is a White Wolf tabletop fantasy setting. The short version is that the Gods give Exaltations to to heroes to make them more powerful. This is a gross oversimplification though, and it's really worth learning more about.

Mass Effect: Glorious Shotgun Princess is a fanfic from Gregg Landsman (of Nobody Dies fame) where Commander Shepard gets an Exaltation. And it's awesome.

8/3/2012 #2,002
lhklan The Unpronounceable

@Khagerou and NAJ

It takes place after HoS. A new Void mage emerges, and attacks Princess Anastasia de Tristan, Henrietta's daughter. Thankfully, her personal Chevalier, Arthur Westwood, protected her, but the bastard use his power to send them elsewhere.

AKA they're now in the ZnT anime world

8/3/2012 #2,003

Ah... So you've taken the safe route, and avoided any little Emiyas good job.

Glorious Shotgun princess, man the exaltations are overpowering there.

That plus the obvious Les-Yay.

@Satire- You must continue this! You Must!

Waaaaait a second that crystal was an auto exaltation that selects the person most worthy of it and bonds to them.

Well if Shirou goes renegade and actually make the Mystic Washer move and call it Wuffles....

I leave it to your imagination.

So he got "The Exaltation of the Unconquered Sun" right?

8/3/2012 . Edited 8/3/2012 #2,004
lhklan The Unpronounceable


Whoever said there wasn't a Emiya? Shirou DID have a child in HoS you know.

8/3/2012 #2,005

You .... YOU YOU!

It's not one of them that crossed the dimensional veil is it?

8/3/2012 #2,006
lhklan The Unpronounceable

They did. What do you have against them?

And don't worry, Shirou only have 1 kid. The kid idolised his father, but the Duchess and the mother pounds into his head that he should follow his own path.

Shirou did tell Duchess to do that when she was young.

8/3/2012 #2,007
Nathan Huss


On your question (regardless of whether it was rhetorical or not), depending on whether you were following 1e or 2e... Cooking would be considered under the "Craft" ability, but in 2e cooking is a subset of the "Water" form of Craft, which also covers leatherworking, brewing, pharmacy, and poison-making. Basically anything involving the boiling/cooking of plant and animal products.

8/3/2012 #2,008

Wait a second, Shirou did the Nasty with Tifa? Even with her over protective boy toy slave around her, respect.

8/3/2012 #2,009
lhklan The Unpronounceable


THough I'm surprised you figured out that fast. Yes, Arthur Westwood is Shirou's son, but he was raised in the Westwood orphanage.

Gim and Tiffania did marry, and they live happily. As for the kid's mother... That's a secret.

No,she's not dead.

8/3/2012 #2,010
« Prev Page 1 .. 57 64 65 66 67 68 69 70 77 .. Last Next »
Forum Moderators: gabriel blessing Obiki Doragon, Mu-Sensei
  • Forums are not to be used to post stories.
  • All forum posts must be suitable for teens.
  • The owner and moderators of this forum are solely responsible for the content posted within this area.
  • All forum abuse must be reported to the moderators.
Membership Length: 2+ years 1 year 6+ months 1 month 2+ weeks new member