I clenched my teeth and swung my glaive around, slicing through the fingers of the floating robotic arm. I then dropped onto the ground and dashed away from Transport and Combat, multiple robotic arms circling the air around me.
I jumped high into the air and slashed through a black robotic arm which left behind a trail of smoke as it fell towards the ground in two pieces. While in the air, I concentrated hard and enveloped myself in magic, I closed my eyes and envisioned myself reaching the stars.
I zoomed around the air, my body rapidly spewing out magic to push back the weight of gravity and the force of the air. I flew directly into the robotic hands, decimating them one by one before dropping back onto the highway. I landed on the ground and pulled off the sharp weapon sticking out of my chest that Combat embedded earlier.
“Well you psychopath, it's time to kill you for real this time!” Combat raised her gloved hands to the sky and summoned two drills that floated in front of her knuckles.
“We never should have accepted you in the council.” Transport pulled a small cylindrical object from her belt and pressed her thumb against it. The cylinder expanded quickly, growing into a futuristic black longsword with a handle bigger than it needed to be.
I patted my chest, feeling the now recovered gaping hole in my body. I took a large breath and pushed my hair up, stopping it from covering my vision. “I don't know what the fuck you two are trying to do! But I'm no traitor!” I pointed my glaive at my past coworkers and eyed them angrily. “I won't let you kill me!”
“I have no more words for a murderer.” Transport swung her sword down in the air in front of her and two white blades dropped down from the black sword, turning it into a great sword.
“I’m much stronger than before so your dirty tricks won't work anymore.” Combat punched both of her drills forward, scattering mist everywhere.
Transport, dashed forward and slammed her greatsword down at me. I pushed myself to the side as the blade cracked the road into rubble. She lifted the sword and I blocked it with my glaive, my shoulders snapping into place upon impact. The sword shined brightly and a shockwave formed on the tip, shoving me away from her.
Combat jumped from the side and lunged at me, spinning the drills extremely fast and leaving a barrage of diagonal cuts. I swung my glaive around like a button, blocking the blows, with the tip of my blade and my handle.
I froze my hands suddenly and slammed her fists to the air, knocking her arms up, I pulled back my glaive and jabbed forward. She clenched her fists and the drills floating above her hands spun to move under her hands, blocking my glaive. I twisted the handle of the blade and scattered the drills into the air with an upward slice to the side. I jumped forward and walloped my weapon downwards.
A metallic gauntlet expanded from Combat’s gloved hand. She grabbed onto the blade, stopping it and lifting me into the air. With her other hand, she snapped her fingers and fired a massive bullet the size of my head.
I lifted myself up, pulling the handle until I was doing a handstand on it while being raised by Combat. I pushed on the handle, launching myself into the air and pushing Combat’s gauntlet down alongside my glaive. I spun in the air and summoned two glaives throwing them onto Combat.
Transport flew right in front of Combat and swung her sword up, deflecting my glaives with immense strength. She then sheathed her sword, placing it at her back and raised her open palm, locking onto me. Combat followed her and opened her free gloved hand, pointing her index finger at me. I flew high up into the air like a torpedo,
“Twin Missile!" Multiple bullets rapidly fired from Combat's finger, covering my vision with a wall of bullets. I covered my hands in magic and manifested a large and wide pink pillar, blocking the bullets. I remained floating in the air as the bullets were slowed down by my magical wall. I blinked my eye and a glaive instantly appeared in my hands. I flew around the air, knocking and destroying the bullets that rocketed towards me.
I danced in the air like an out of control tornado, slicing and eviscerating all the bullets in the air. I looked down as Combat continued to fire and Transport remained posing, her palm vibrating from time to time.
Combat then stopped, her tinted goggles reflecting a blue light as right next to her, Transport unleashed a wide and massive laser. I spun my body and began to fly away to the side, the laser moving at fast speeds, mowing down the molecules behind me.
I clenched my teeth and flew faster, the laser burning off my legs as Combat walked around Transport, pulling her to change the direction of the laser as I tried to fly in a circle.
I swooped down and tackled Combat, forcing Transport to stop her attack. Combat quickly reacted and pushed my glaive to the side, making it impale the floor. My hands slipped off the handle and tensed up, I raised them and slammed my fists into Combat’s gas mask.
Combat’s gloves shined brightly and a large drill sprouted from her body, impaling me suddenly. Transport then grabbed me by the arms and lifted me off Combat, my body still pierced by the drill. Combat covered her gloved hand with hard metallic brass knuckles and began wailing on my head. My face snapped to the side and then to the sky, then to my left. Combat threw a furry of barrages making sure to pummel my face bloody and mushy.
I channeled my magic and summoned a glaive in my hands, hoping to swing it at Transport but she just moved her gripped from my arms into my hands, crushing my fingers. My glaive fell to the ground as the beating continued. “What is it again? Magical Girl Pony Strive? You are still such a ugly disgusting demon.” She grabbed my neck and lifted my head, stopping it from dropping down. She pulled her fingers open and snapped them with a quick spin, she aimed her index at my skull, a big and powerful bullet escaping with no warning, slamming into my brain, exploding my essence into the sky.
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My brain? No. Not even. I am not a magical girl am I? If I was, would I not be hurt by my friends? Friends… I don’t want to think about it anymore. I will just go back to it. Nothingless. The birds are tweeting so loud, my ears are hurting. Too loud. Why are they so loud? I think I know why? These birds must be trying as well. Trying their harde-
“May I introduce some Love to this little squabble?” Combat snapped the drill poking off her chest and threw her hands into the air. Transport dashed back, pulling Combat off the ground and tossing her up into the sky. Combat nimbly landed on her feet and snapped her gloves hands to the sides. Destroying her brass knuckles and constructing a saw from her left hand and a prong piston spike on her right.
“So much hostility and in such a short period of time. How disheartening, is this the correct and proper greeting a comrade should get?” The magical girl of Love stepped into the battlefield, blocking me from the two now nervous and alarmed magical girls. “I don’t mind the silence but some small talk would be lovely.”
“Miss Love… Why are you here?” Combat panically lowered her weapons and took a polite stance. Meanwhile Transport took a step forward and unsheathed her blade. “Move out of the way Ai, don't make this anymore troubling for me.”
“Troubling? I did not know you were plagued with worries and problems, please allow me to help you out.” She stepped forward, her heart shaped pupils vibrating and clicking rapidly. “But you are doing something truly truly truly truly truly tru–” She dashed forward, her condor wings spreading apart, showing its whole majestic wing span. Transport grabbed Combat by the back collar and tossed her into the air, she raised her greatsword and clashed Love’s signature wand.
“Truly unlovely.”
“Adrinia! Why di- gwahhh!” A train warped around Combat and launched her off into the horizon, speeding through the air.
I regenerated my head and arms, pushing myself up and ripping the drill off my body. I'm just so tired. So damn tired. My body hurts and I don't want to fight. But I don't have time to be bothered with pain. I need to survive this. Well if i truly want to survive this fight then there is just one thing I need to do. I stomped my legs and stretched my newly regenerated neck. It was time to unleash a technique I learnt all the way back when I first started my arcade days. I swung my legs around, a colorful afterimage forming from my fast movement. I kicked my feet off the ground, launching sparkles and dust off the air and ran with all my might. Not towards the battle but the opposite. That’s right, I was doing a tactical retreat.
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Transport took a couple steps back and slammed her greatsword down. Love stood still as the sword collided in front of her, stopping suddenly upon hitting her barrier. She clenched her wand and smiled widely. “Show the world my all reaching LOVE!.” Multiple hundreds white beams exploded off her wand. "Love barrage!” Transport jumped up and flew backwards, jets of flames spewing out of her feet, quickly sending herself far away from the beams. She moved her greatsword to her right, letting go with her left hand. She pulled back her free hand and swung her feet to position it behind her. A holographic screen appeared in front of her, it was black and white in color and showed her multiple different controls. She jabbed her finger to the shield button and grabbed her greatsword with both of her hands again.
“Cowcatcher Ram!” A pilot was formed in her greatsword, becoming a powerful and durable shield that deflected the beams. She lifted her greatsword upwards as the jet of her feet shot her through the air. Multiple robotic hands warped around her, punching and slamming into the beams that scattered around her. She crashed onto the ground, dust scattering as her impact shook the ground. She raised her sword towards her back and swung it with extreme strength forward. “501 KM Transrapid Strike!” The world slowed down to a halt as the pilot on her sword disintegrated into a crisp.
*Phwwwwwhht!*
Love’s face was clouded with a dark grimace, her whole body tensed up as the sword collided with her barrier, exploding the weapon into sparks. A loud shockwave pushed back Love, her feet dragging against the concrete road, ripping apart the asphalt with ease. She waved her hand in front of her face, returning her polite smile. “Adrinia, that was certainly impressive.” Her whole appearance returned back to her lovely and elegant reputation. However her eyes betrayed her facade.
Her wings flapped rapidly, lifting herself up into the sky in a matter of seconds. She swung her wand down pointing it at Transport who quickly stabbed her broken sword to the floor and lifted her screen in front of her. “Ludus oh Love!” Two pink heart shaped holes shot out of her wand, these holes constantly spat out projectiles which zoomed through the air.
Transport punched the holographic screen in front of her and pulled it down and out of her face. Her robotic suit shifted and rocket launchers sprouted out of her shoulders. She swung her fist rapidly in the air, summoning a barrage of robotic black hands which stopped the explosions of the hearts from hitting her. Love spewed out two more heart shaped holes out of her wan. She blew out a kiss and dashed through the air, raining down hearts at Transport.
Transport jumped into the air and warped a train from under which she landed on. The train flew into the air, its sleek metal wheels spinning in the air, leaving behind a trail of purple tears in the sky. Her rocket launchers aimed at Love and fired off two homing explosives which flew in the air. Love spun herself to face Transport, continuing to fly through the air at the same speed, and focused all of her projectiles to strike the explosives. Transport warped huge robotic arms around the sky, slamming into the pink hearts and preventing them from destroying her attacks.
”Sacrifices for Storge.” The ribbon in Love’s wand grew and grew until the explosive rockets could no longer dodge it. Love slammed her ribbons towards the rockets which shadowed over the barrage of projectiles and hands. Transport clenched her fist and warped the rockets out of the air and pulled back her fist before slamming it into the ground. The rockets blinked into reality and collided into Love’s head.
Her face was blown back, creating a rip of space on where the impact was which began to pull everything around it. She spun from the explosion, doing a full 270° vertical turn and soared through the air like a plane. She dragged the massive ribbons, pulling and tearing them apart in size as she grazed past the long train. She then suddenly stopped at the end of the train, gently touching the back door of it. Her elongated ribbon flew towards her, slicing and dicing the whole train into pieces while it made its way towards Love.
Transport tried to bring back her screen but she was wrapped in the ribbons and pulled towards Love. She was spun around the air and bombarded with hearts. Love pulled her wand forward and turned her body around which dragged Transport along. She aimed at the tear in the air and attracted all the scattered hearts which were drawn towards the tear.
She ripped off the ribbons, returning it to normal and expunged all of the hearts and ribbons out of her wand. “Feel my Love of LOVE!” The mismatched pile of magic flew and eradicated the rip of space in the air, covering it in a pink hard substance. With the ribbons weakened in power, Transport ripped them apart and warped multiple trains surrounding Love from all directions. Like a bundle of snakes they warped around Love, creating a massive ball of metal.
“So tiresome. Just let me go back to bed already.
Transport flew into the air and swung her screen towards her face. She dragged her fingers across it, pressing all the buttons in quick succession. As her suit began to move around, sprouting wings and other dangerous weapons out of her body, a single vision entered her face. A massive amalgamation of what could only be described as all the invaders and the world and the girl in front of her. The ball of trains disintegrated and Love glanced up with a scowl in her face.
Transport slammed her fist together, resulting in a bright light escaping her body. When the light dissipated, Transport flipped a black and white hat onto her now visible head. She adjusted the flat cap on her head and lifted the whistle hanging from her neck. Her robot suit was gone and she was back to her mostly worn train pajamas. It was all or nothing.
“Chooo CHOOOOO!” She blew into the whistle and began warping all over the place. Her body vibrated in the air, ripping across space, gaining speed and power as she got closer and closer before slamming her foot at Love’s barrier, launching her far away. “Accept my L-
Transport moved across space instantly, gripping her greatsword with both of her hands.
*Phwwwwwhht!*
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Stop thinking please stop thinking. Come on. I ran across the road but it seemed to be endless. I don't get it. Please just let me go already. I have to do something. I need to stop thinking. Stop.
A train warped in front of me, almost hitting me as it drove on the road. Well it tried to drive on the road.
The doors of the train opened as I heard a familiar announcement. “The train has reached its destination.” An announcement that was always made by the train conductor.
A single person left the train. No it wasn't a single person.
“It’s been some time.” Love stepped out of the train, carrying an unconscious and seemingly untransformed Transport. “It’s lovely to see you again Cosette… Huh?” Love’s pupils suddenly stopped shaking and returned to its peaceful love struck ap
pearance that I always saw in billboards and advertisements. “You are not her. You are not my sister.”