Elfen High 2: Gotterdammerung

[Nightkill the Emperor]

Then she was put on an operating table while little bunny doctors experimented on her. Allow this adorable image into your head. She was kept under antithesisa, of course.

Then when she woke up, she felt...hyperactive. Extremely so, boundless amounts of energy. Also a bit frisky, but that's probably natural in EH. A bunny held a mirror in front of her, so she saw herself with large bunny ears which she could move around and control, as well as (when she opened her mouth) two buck teeth. Also, bigger boobs. I'm sure they play some sort of biological purpose.

Did I mention the hyperactivity?

Can you hear me now? She heard the General speak in her head.

Alison nodded, flexing her new bunny ears to see what she could get them to do.

I know that the bigger boobs would be for Crowley's benefit, of course, and I presume that she has a cute wittle bunny tail. It was a pretty good look, actually. It would probably make anyone go "d'awwww".

I'd ask whether we have cat-girls and pony-girls show up, but that's not the point right now.

What now? she asked the General, curious to what they need her to do.

There was a pause.

We're not totally sure, actually. one admitted. We never thought we would get this far...er, I suppose you can go back to your normal life now. Stairway's over on the other side of the room. Call us when you need us, we'll call you when we need you.

[AETEN II]

A thunderous roar was heard as a storm of miniature lightning bolts formed a small circle on the ground, in which a figure slowly started to materialize. Clad in blue robes and spitting tiny sparks of electricity everywhere, it was certainly Septimus, he was certainly pissed off, and he was certainly late to the game.
"ABOUTGODAMNTIME!" The warlock prolcaimed in fury as he walked up to the nearest seat on the train and blasted the metal frame with a furious storm of lightning until the seat cushion was melted and the metal of the seat was warped into a strange shape that would likely grievously injure anyone who tried to sit there, ever again.

Now finished with extracting his vengeance upon some, poor, poor seat on the train, Septimus started looking for Lyra- he needed someone to rant to. Upon finding the girl, he walked up to her, grabbed her shoulders, then promptly started to violently shake her- not caring about chaos that he was adding to.

"YOU HAVE NO GODDAMN IDEA HOW MUCH I HATE ELECTRONIC-BASED TECHNOLOGY! NOIDEA!"

[Zarkenis Ultima]

Lyra, who was indeed still down in the train's car where Takao was, waiting for the others to sort out the terrorist mess, was quite scared when suddenly someone appeared in a rather flashy demonstration of power. She relaxed a little when she saw it was Septimus, but this was short lived because he then started melting one of the train seats, which led her to think that he had become insane or something such. And then, he walked over to her and started shaking her violently. At that point, she really didn't know what to do and just closed her eyes and waited for him to calm down or something, hearing but not really registering what he was saying.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

The EH crew in Buenos Aires immediately teleported, but not yet to the school. Instead, they teleported into Sanchez's room down in Hell, where James, Megan and Shung were.

"We have a problem with the Thules, gracias with the drones." Crowley began. "Also, what are we doing with that asshole over there-" gesture at James. Then something else clicked as he looked at the image of Sanchez and Megan holding hands.

Crowley proceeded to murder Sanchez and hang the dead body across all of Hell.

Or, that's what he wished he could do. Instead, he didn't say anything except for nodding at the two of them. "Alright," he said gruffly. "Glad you're also enjoying yourselves."

[Nationstatelandsville]

The EH crew in Buenos Aires immediately teleported, but not yet to the school. Instead, they teleported into Sanchez's room down in Hell, where James, Megan and Shung were.

"We have a problem with the Thules, gracias with the drones." Crowley began. "Also, what are we doing with that asshole over there-" gesture at James. Then something else clicked as he looked at the image of Sanchez and Megan holding hands.

Crowley proceeded to murder Sanchez and hang the dead body across all of Hell.

Or, that's what he wished he could do. Instead, he didn't say anything except for nodding at the two of them. "Alright," he said gruffly. "Glad you're also enjoying yourselves."

"You do fairly often," Megan snarked, "I think you could single-handedly maintain the Central American drug trade on one Tuesday afternoon. And let's not get into the hookers."

[Olthar]

S.A.M.M.E. was now in Hell. Though she was accustomed to teleportation, there was a difference between magitech portals and pure magic instant transportation. This was the first time she had experienced the latter, and it was messing with her systems all over the place. Thus, she said nothing to anyone and simply stood there, analyzing the internal damage and quickly repairing it faster than any human could even think. After only a few moments, she was back in perfect shape and had modified the armor to handle future teleportation without any negative side effects.

[AETEN II]

Lyra, who was indeed still down in the train's car where Takao was, waiting for the others to sort out the terrorist mess, was quite scared when suddenly someone appeared in a rather flashy demonstration of power. She relaxed a little when she saw it was Septimus, but this was short lived because he then started melting one of the train seats, which led her to think that he had become insane or something such. And then, he walked over to her and started shaking her violently. At that point, she really didn't know what to do and just closed her eyes and waited for him to calm down or something, hearing but not really registering what he was saying.

"IHATEMODERNGODDAMNFUCKINGTECHNOLOGY! HATE. IT." Septimus yelled before promptly dropping Lyra and pacing circles around her before kicking another metal seat in his fury, then yowling as he realized that he just kicked a metal seat.

Now cursing rapidly and hopping up and down on one foot while holding his heavily clothed leg and foot, Septimus soon sat down on a seat until the pain subsided.

"Because of my electrical abilities, the sim and my brain were incompatible until now. I SPENT AROUND A WHOLE BLOODY HOUR IN EFFECTIVE LIMBO! Except while it was an hour in real time, my mind just experienced A WEEK'S WORTH OF FUCKING ISOLATION. There is a very good reason why I hate this new technology shit, and this if fucking WHY. I thought something like this would happen, and unsurprisingly, I was correct." Septimus, while cooled down, was still furious, revealed by the occasional electric bolt that would arc from his back and jump to a random metal object- typically the floor or ceiling of the train.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

The EH crew in Buenos Aires immediately teleported, but not yet to the school. Instead, they teleported into Sanchez's room down in Hell, where James, Megan and Shung were.

"We have a problem with the Thules, gracias with the drones." Crowley began. "Also, what are we doing with that asshole over there-" gesture at James. Then something else clicked as he looked at the image of Sanchez and Megan holding hands.

Crowley proceeded to murder Sanchez and hang the dead body across all of Hell.

Or, that's what he wished he could do. Instead, he didn't say anything except for nodding at the two of them. "Alright," he said gruffly. "Glad you're also enjoying yourselves."

"You do fairly often," Megan snarked, "I think you could single-handedly maintain the Central American drug trade on one Tuesday afternoon. And let's not get into the hookers."

"Well-paid, all of them." Crowley claimed. It was true. Though there were a lot of volunteers. Crowley had a very liberal interpretation of volunteering. "In any case, I could have given you that-" And he shrugged. "Not important, we can talk later. We have business to take care of." he said, getting serious. "The Thules, which is a Nazi-based organisation, is trying to create an army of magitech supersoldiers and is leeching off Anton to do it."

"I know, Crowley." Sanchez waved. "I wear electronic contacts too. I was watching the feed in one eye, I heard it all." he explained. "But we can't handle all of it, though I'll have the ISSR search through all of South America to figure more out. We knew of the Nazi hippies, but not that they were a threat. Just a fad in Argentina. But we'll certainly take it more seriously and I'll forward you the information we receive."

[Zarkenis Ultima]

Lyra, meanwhile, didn't really listen to Septimus' rant and had simply sat down on the floor of the train as far from him as possible while still remaining on the same train car, and hugged her knees.

[Hardened Pyrokinetics]

"You do fairly often," Megan snarked, "I think you could single-handedly maintain the Central American drug trade on one Tuesday afternoon. And let's not get into the hookers."

"Well-paid, all of them." Crowley claimed. It was true. Though there were a lot of volunteers. Crowley had a very liberal interpretation of volunteering. "In any case, I could have given you that-" And he shrugged. "Not important, we can talk later. We have business to take care of." he said, getting serious. "The Thules, which is a Nazi-based organisation, is trying to create an army of magitech supersoldiers and is leeching off Anton to do it."

"I know, Crowley." Sanchez waved. "I wear electronic contacts too. I was watching the feed in one eye, I heard it all." he explained. "But we can't handle all of it, though I'll have the ISSR search through all of South America to figure more out. We knew of the Nazi hippies, but not that they were a threat. Just a fad in Argentina. But we'll certainly take it more seriously and I'll forward you the information we receive."

James raised his head and opened his mouth to speak, then closed it and thought over his words carefully. Yes, even James can think over his words when he feels like it.

"Oh, bugger it all." He finally spat out. "I honestly can't figure out how to say this without sounding like a condescending asshole: I have information regarding the Thules, I was just waiting on someone to ask since I figured you'd all know that anyway -I mean, I spent two years traveling the world dealing with underground elements. I'll tell you everything I know, under one tiny condition."

He smirked. "No torture or condescending attitudes."

[Individuality-ness]

Alison nodded, flexing her new bunny ears to see what she could get them to do.

I know that the bigger boobs would be for Crowley's benefit, of course, and I presume that she has a cute wittle bunny tail. It was a pretty good look, actually. It would probably make anyone go "d'awwww".

I'd ask whether we have cat-girls and pony-girls show up, but that's not the point right now.

What now? she asked the General, curious to what they need her to do.

There was a pause.

We're not totally sure, actually. one admitted. We never thought we would get this far...er, I suppose you can go back to your normal life now. Stairway's over on the other side of the room. Call us when you need us, we'll call you when we need you.

Huh. Well, okay, she could do that. I am not sure whether we'll revisit the bunny subplot later, but okay, this works.

Understood, she replied back.

And with that, Alison bounded up the stairway and returned to Elfen High, bunnified.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

"Well-paid, all of them." Crowley claimed. It was true. Though there were a lot of volunteers. Crowley had a very liberal interpretation of volunteering. "In any case, I could have given you that-" And he shrugged. "Not important, we can talk later. We have business to take care of." he said, getting serious. "The Thules, which is a Nazi-based organisation, is trying to create an army of magitech supersoldiers and is leeching off Anton to do it."

"I know, Crowley." Sanchez waved. "I wear electronic contacts too. I was watching the feed in one eye, I heard it all." he explained. "But we can't handle all of it, though I'll have the ISSR search through all of South America to figure more out. We knew of the Nazi hippies, but not that they were a threat. Just a fad in Argentina. But we'll certainly take it more seriously and I'll forward you the information we receive."

James raised his head and opened his mouth to speak, then closed it and thought over his words carefully. Yes, even James can think over his words when he feels like it.

"Oh, bugger it all." He finally spat out. "I honestly can't figure out how to say this without sounding like a condescending asshole: I have information regarding the Thules, I was just waiting on someone to ask since I figured you'd all know that anyway -I mean, I spent two years traveling the world dealing with underground elements. I'll tell you everything I know, under one tiny condition."

He smirked. "No torture or condescending attitudes."

There was a pause when they looked at each other. Sanchez and Crowley, united in a general feeling of "Fuck this guy".

Crowley spoke up. "You know what? We can figure out the Thules without his information. I have D and Daisuke, they probably can find out whatever the hell he knows in seconds."

Sanchez shrugged. "Actually, I have a better way around that. You know when that gnome experimented with a dwarfen device a decade ago or so? When you were retrieving Thor's hammer?"

"The memory scanner?"

"You got it. I got them to sell me a copy. It'll work for a while."

"Fucking Ace, man."

[Nightkill the Emperor]

One other ISSR general paused. "Wait...didn't Eldron-"

"Eraldo." Sanchez corrected.

"Yeah, him and that Lt. secure the base in Buenos Aires? Why not teleport them in here?"

Crowley paused. And then did just that.

[Nationstatelandsville]

James raised his head and opened his mouth to speak, then closed it and thought over his words carefully. Yes, even James can think over his words when he feels like it.

"Oh, bugger it all." He finally spat out. "I honestly can't figure out how to say this without sounding like a condescending asshole: I have information regarding the Thules, I was just waiting on someone to ask since I figured you'd all know that anyway -I mean, I spent two years traveling the world dealing with underground elements. I'll tell you everything I know, under one tiny condition."

He smirked. "No torture or condescending attitudes."

There was a pause when they looked at each other. Sanchez and Crowley, united in a general feeling of "Fuck this guy".

Crowley spoke up. "You know what? We can figure out the Thules without his information. I have D and Daisuke, they probably can find out whatever the hell he knows in seconds."

Sanchez shrugged. "Actually, I have a better way around that. You know when that gnome experimented with a dwarfen device a decade ago or so? When you were retrieving Thor's hammer?"

"The memory scanner?"

"You got it. I got them to sell me a copy. It'll work for a while."

"Fucking Ace, man."

"Ahem, excuse me," Aziraphale said, clearing his throat nervously, "but I have a question.

What is a 'memory scanner'? Because it sounds like something Uriel would use - not that I would ever accuse you of being like Uriel - but it does not seem particularly friendly to use it on friend Callahan without his consent. No, that seems like something Uriel would do, and I'm just terribly confused because I know you would never do that."

He looked on at Crowley with big, innocent eyes.

"Right?" he asked.

Megan elbowed Sanchez.

"Who the fuck is the pussy?" she whispered.

"Pussy?" Aziraphale boomed, "I do not understand. What is a pussy?"

[Nightkill the Emperor]

There was a pause when they looked at each other. Sanchez and Crowley, united in a general feeling of "Fuck this guy".

Crowley spoke up. "You know what? We can figure out the Thules without his information. I have D and Daisuke, they probably can find out whatever the hell he knows in seconds."

Sanchez shrugged. "Actually, I have a better way around that. You know when that gnome experimented with a dwarfen device a decade ago or so? When you were retrieving Thor's hammer?"

"The memory scanner?"

"You got it. I got them to sell me a copy. It'll work for a while."

"Fucking Ace, man."

"Ahem, excuse me," Aziraphale said, clearing his throat nervously, "but I have a question.

What is a 'memory scanner'? Because it sounds like something Uriel would use - not that I would ever accuse you of being like Uriel - but it does not seem particularly friendly to use it on friend Callahan without his consent. No, that seems like something Uriel would do, and I'm just terribly confused because I know you would never do that."

He looked on at Crowley with big, innocent eyes.

"Right?" he asked.

Megan elbowed Sanchez.

"Who the fuck is the pussy?" she whispered.

"Pussy?" Aziraphale boomed, "I do not understand. What is a pussy?"

"It's a type of delicious sweet." Crowley explained, ignoring the other question. He waved at Sanchez. "Bring the scanner, see what he knows."

[Nude East Ireland]

"The Hell?" Eraldo asked.

Lieutenant Fischer sighed. He looked around, a bit surprised, but he shrugged it off. "Er, hello. I'm Lieutenant Fischer. This is... the ISSR, right? We got word of the base in Brazil. Some old Thule soldiers from that area have joined us."

"A few former Nazis joining a 'liberation army'. Sounds good to me," Eraldo commented. Fischer sighed.

"Anyways," he continued, "I managed to rally some men and take the Buenos Aires base. We're ready to assist in taking down the Thule across the globe. We're already sending spies to bases in Africa, Asia, and North America."

[Nationstatelandsville]

"Ahem, excuse me," Aziraphale said, clearing his throat nervously, "but I have a question.

What is a 'memory scanner'? Because it sounds like something Uriel would use - not that I would ever accuse you of being like Uriel - but it does not seem particularly friendly to use it on friend Callahan without his consent. No, that seems like something Uriel would do, and I'm just terribly confused because I know you would never do that."

He looked on at Crowley with big, innocent eyes.

"Right?" he asked.

Megan elbowed Sanchez.

"Who the fuck is the pussy?" she whispered.

"Pussy?" Aziraphale boomed, "I do not understand. What is a pussy?"

"It's a type of delicious sweet." Crowley explained, ignoring the other question. He waved at Sanchez. "Bring the scanner, see what he knows."

Aziraphale's eyes glowed.

"Oh!" he said, "Good! I like sweets. Crowley, can we go get pussies when we're done here?

And, wait, no. Don't get the scanner. Don't get the scanner! You need friend Callahan's permission first, otherwise it's just wrong."

[Nightkill the Emperor]

Crowley looked at Az. He opened his mouth to try and explain- and shut it. "Rick, hold off on the device-" he said in a tired voice.

Sanchez had less restraints, waving at the guards to hurry it up- but the two former Thule soldiers popped in and interrupted that train of thought. He listened to them, and then Shung asked a question. "How can we trust you?" he asked the duo.

[Hardened Pyrokinetics]

Crowley looked at Az. He opened his mouth to try and explain- and shut it. "Rick, hold off on the device-" he said in a tired voice.

Sanchez had less restraints, waving at the guards to hurry it up- but the two former Thule soldiers popped in and interrupted that train of thought. He listened to them, and then Shung asked a question. "How can we trust you?" he asked the duo.

"Because Nazis never lie." James answered sarcastically. "That's a cliche, right? That bad guys can suddenly be 'redeemed' and never lie? Would definitely fit in with all of the other cliche unrealistic bullshit." He shook his head with a sigh. "This has to be the worst day ever."

[Nude East Ireland]

Crowley looked at Az. He opened his mouth to try and explain- and shut it. "Rick, hold off on the device-" he said in a tired voice.

Sanchez had less restraints, waving at the guards to hurry it up- but the two former Thule soldiers popped in and interrupted that train of thought. He listened to them, and then Shung asked a question. "How can we trust you?" he asked the duo.

"Because I'm Anton's cousin," Eraldo replied. "Then again, you're some bureaucratic cunt, so I'm not sure I can tru-"

Lieutenant Fischer silenced his new partner, and sighed. "Look, we want to help in anyway we can. That Angel-" he pointed to Aziraphale "- convinced me to rebel, along with two very friendly ice trolls. And he's right. I don't want any part of the Thule. They're bastards. Especially the Colonel."

Eraldo sighed. "Look," he continued, "I read the Colonel's papers. Piece of shit left them behind, and they have some information you might find useful, General Wang Wong Ching Chong."

[Hardened Pyrokinetics]

Crowley looked at Az. He opened his mouth to try and explain- and shut it. "Rick, hold off on the device-" he said in a tired voice.

Sanchez had less restraints, waving at the guards to hurry it up- but the two former Thule soldiers popped in and interrupted that train of thought. He listened to them, and then Shung asked a question. "How can we trust you?" he asked the duo.

"Because I'm Anton's cousin," Eraldo replied. "Then again, you're some bureaucratic cunt, so I'm not sure I can tru-"

Lieutenant Fischer silenced his new partner, and sighed. "Look, we want to help in anyway we can. That Angel-" he pointed to Aziraphale "- convinced me to rebel, along with two very friendly ice trolls. And he's right. I don't want any part of the Thule. They're bastards. Especially the Colonel."

Eraldo sighed. "Look," he continued, "I read the Colonel's papers. Piece of shit left them behind, and they have some information you might find useful, General Wang Wong Ching Chong."

"You're welcome, by the way." James said to Eraldo, somewhat annoyed. "I mean, granted, it didn't seem to stick considering you teleported away like twenty seconds later, but it must've still been nice to have been freed from the torture chair."

[Olthar]

Just as Alison was walking through the hallways, she'd hear a sound from off in the distance. It was faint, and she probably wouldn't pay it any attention. Then, it grew louder and louder and louder. By now, it was recognizably the sound of girl screaming in excitement. It seemed to be coming from everywhere with no way to pinpoint the source. Just then, a small biplane crashed in through the wall, barely missing the bunny girl. Almost immediately afterwards, someone who looked to be a 14 year-old cat girl jumped out of the burning wreckage and grabbed Alison without saying a word. Still screaming out in joy, she ran down the hallway carrying the bunny girl in her arms. A few moments later, there was a massive explosion, utterly destroying the plane and knocking into the two girls, sending them flying several feet forward. With her free hand, the stranger pulled a mattress out of her shirt and threw it onto the ground right before they smacked into it, causing them to land safely and without injury.

"That was AWESOME!" the girl shouted out as she jumped into the air, having deposited Alison onto the mattress.

[Nationstatelandsville]

Just as Alison was walking through the hallways, she'd hear a sound from off in the distance. It was faint, and she probably wouldn't pay it any attention. Then, it grew louder and louder and louder. By now, it was recognizably the sound of girl screaming in excitement. It seemed to be coming from everywhere with no way to pinpoint the source. Just then, a small biplane crashed in through the wall, barely missing the bunny girl. Almost immediately afterwards, someone who looked to be a 14 year-old cat girl jumped out of the burning wreckage and grabbed Alison without saying a word. Still screaming out in joy, she ran down the hallway carrying the bunny girl in her arms. A few moments later, there was a massive explosion, utterly destroying the plane and knocking into the two girls, sending them flying several feet forward. With her free hand, the stranger pulled a mattress out of her shirt and threw it onto the ground right before they smacked into it, causing them to land safely and without injury.

"That was AWESOME!" the girl shouted out as she jumped into the air, having deposited Alison onto the mattress.

D watched on his cameras.

And then he just smashed every alarm he had. He didn't know who the fuck this girl was, but he instantly knew she was fucking insane.

[Individuality-ness]

Just as Alison was walking through the hallways, she'd hear a sound from off in the distance. It was faint, and she probably wouldn't pay it any attention. Then, it grew louder and louder and louder. By now, it was recognizably the sound of girl screaming in excitement. It seemed to be coming from everywhere with no way to pinpoint the source. Just then, a small biplane crashed in through the wall, barely missing the bunny girl. Almost immediately afterwards, someone who looked to be a 14 year-old cat girl jumped out of the burning wreckage and grabbed Alison without saying a word. Still screaming out in joy, she ran down the hallway carrying the bunny girl in her arms. A few moments later, there was a massive explosion, utterly destroying the plane and knocking into the two girls, sending them flying several feet forward. With her free hand, the stranger pulled a mattress out of her shirt and threw it onto the ground right before they smacked into it, causing them to land safely and without injury.

"That was AWESOME!" the girl shouted out as she jumped into the air, having deposited Alison onto the mattress.

Alison blinked. Then she smiled, wriggling her bunny ears, and began bouncing on the bed.

What? She was extremely hyper and she felt the urge to start hopping on the bed.

"Yes. Yes it was. May I ask you for your name?"

And then the alarms began blaring.

[Mavorpen]

Divia's eyes widened. This was new information to her.

"Raphael was engaged and had... 'affairs'? And... 'mistresses'? Does that mean that he worked with a lot of women as he helped govern Heavensgate and make sure that it's as perfect as it can be, despite being busy with other things?"

But then she was silenced as the projector slid down and a video began playing. It so happened to be that this was the video of Eric and his lover fucking with Crowley in the locker room on the first day of term.

Divia... well, let's just say that she was confused to what exactly they were doing to one another.

And yes, he had rattlesnakes and hot sauce.

As Eris grabbed a handful of popcorn, she nodded. "Indeed. The women assisted him in governing Heavensgate through the actions that we are watching at this very moment...but not with three males...and with vaginas. Anyway, Raphael was definitely motivated through these acts. "

And then the alarms blasted. She grabbed Divia by her arm and screamed, "TO THE BATCAVE!" before sprinting off, dragging Divia with her.