Running. She held her weapon close to her, constantly checking behind her. She was in the school she went to. It was dark, if what she saw out the windows was any indicator it was around midnight. She kept moving until she reached the roof. Her purple bracelet still giving off an eerie glow. Someone was around... Someone dangerous. She ran out onto the roof and saw no one... Until she checked behind her. A pink-haired girl, wielding some kind of pistol stood, with her in the girl's sights. But more importantly, the pink bracelet... She turned and cut the fence link with her naginata, before leaping off the roof...
Mizuku Akira woke up with a slight headache. He looked around and saw the small toy his friend had given him. What was it called? 'Hyperthermic kitsune' or something like that. It was a fox, seemingly frozen with its guts hanging out. Part of some brand of entrails animals. He started to move and felt something weird. It was almost as if he had something on his... Wrist... He looked at his wrist, and wrapped around it was a tight purple bracelet. It was just like the one in his dream... He wondered what the ever-living fuck was going on, but didn't panic until he heard a voice behind him. "Hey there! You're an odd pick! But oh well! I'm touketsu kitsune! And I'm here to help you understand your new life!"
He slowly turned around to see the little fox plushie standing up and waving. "Okay, I'm still dreaming!" He declared after a second or two, laying back down on the bed with a sigh. "Wake up Akira-san! You've got school." He rolled over and started getting ready as the little stuffed animal told him some things about his new life. "So you're telling me... That I will turn into a girl if I'm around one of the other 'Kmpfer'. And that I have to fight these other girls and... Why?" The plush simply shrugged and tried to push him out the door. "You're gonna be late."
The boy walked out of his home immensely confused and wishing this was some sick joke. Sadly, he didn't think it was. He shot a look both ways before crossing the street. His walk to school was long and gave him time to think.<|im_end|>
A Kampfer is a person chosen to fight by Moderators, whoever they may be, and gifted with extraordinary abilities. Any girl falls under one of the three categories: Zauber, Gewehr or Schwert better known as Magic, Gun and Sword. Not only is there that but each Kampfer goes into one of three teams, for lack of a better word: Pink, Purple or White. Pink and Purple fight, and White acts as a sort of police force? Watanabe Naomi never came across one, but that's the impression she has, hearing it from Bullethole Leopard -or Swiss Cheese, as she has come to call him over the past couple months.
"Naomi-san, wake up!" came the plushie's annoying voice, breaking through the pleasant dream she was having. "Time for school~!" Beady eyes came to land on a form tangled in sheets and curled in on itself, a mischievous glint reflecting off buttons... which sounds impossible, but somehow is. With a shuffle and a grunt, he managed to climb up onto the bed, and dove right into her breasts, earning a strangled cry. "Do not sleep away your youth, Naomi-san!" Bullethole cried out, paws embracing her breasts as he shook his head back and forth... the plushie obviously being in heaven. You must open your eyes, and seize the day! A hand descended in order to grasp onto his head, and with that, he was thrown off at the nearby wall. Back off, ya pervert!! Naomi cried out, eyes flashing with temper, almost like the heart of flames, and tendrils of messy pink falling about her features. Can't I get up in the morning without bein groped?! That said, Naomi threw back the blankets and was on her feet in a flash, stretching her arms high above her head. I swear I never get a moment to myself With another glare tossed in his direction, Naomi went about her business, changing into the uniform that society demands she wears on a daily basis, climbing through her hair, and digging around for her shoes.
In five minutes or so -who's counting, really?- Naomi was walking out the door with not a second glance. Her long, pink hair flowed out from behind, catching the light and reflecting it quite nicely. The girl walked with a grace that is undeniable and her eyes shone like sapphires, almost. I can't believe him she grumbled under her breath, shaking her head and brushing pink behind her shoulder.<|im_end|>