Thread: (Long_Shot x wiki234) Sekirei - Chapter One: Even the Best Laid Plans...

This is it, he thought. Wind rushing past his ears, arms hanging limply to his sides and pushed close back against himself by the aerodynamic forces at play, he could only stare with squinted eyes at his ever faster approaching eventual pancaked-fate. He didn't actually worry about it hurting, he knew enough about how the human body to realize that any pain he would feel would instantly be numbed by the intense amounts of adrenaline being pumped through his now fully blood-engorged veins. No, in fact he only could find himself wondering, was anything I ever did worth it? tons of people gave bullshit on how these near-death experiences brought back ages of dormant memories, but all he could find himself thinking about was his breakfast slowly making its way up his throat in spite of every aspect of centrifugal force pulling it back. They said they could see a white light, or felt calm, but all he felt was bored like nothing had really happened to justify his existence. He'd only ever won second best in the competitions, came in with average grades in school and just showed up to work simply to continue existing his meaningless and ultimately uneventful life and if this one event was to actually be the one that ended his life, all the better. He had no family, his mom had died of cancer two years ago, his father was a drunk that had run himself off a mountainside road when Satoru had turned nine. To every respect, the twenty-something year life he'd lead had been the boorish chore of an uninspired youth simply running dead on his feet. No bounce or spring carried him on, just momentum started from that first kick in the ass out of his mother's womb all those years ago. This was a fitting end to such a wasted life. As he slowly began to enter into the final seconds of his fall, the glinting of the many various mirrored windows of the offices he was passing showed his reflection, a poignant picture he thought about as he fell. It was true though what they said about everything slowly passing you by in your final moments. It was your brain trying desperately to record everything like a black box and preserve some sanity. A way to try and still think your way out of an ultimately demise. A flash . No, not a flash, it was something else. It was dark, like smoke or shadows. It felt like a locomotive had struck him a moment later as a strike to everywhere slammed him backwards, effectively killing off most of his momentum and transferring it sideways as he suddenly came to a full-stop a good eight or nine meters above the ground. Below, he could see the cars all still going about their business, but it didn't matter because that wasn't what had his attention the most as he realized where the spikes that had pinned him to the wall originated. Another figure was closing fast and the tendrils seemed to be coming from her. Then they weren't. Wha-waait! The fall caught his words and his pleading in his throat as he felt the fall begin again, the tendrils seeming to slip back with inhuman speed towards the girl whom was closing at a likewise unrealistic speed and he couldn't help but stare on fascinated with her. Who was she? No, what was she? His question could be answered later though as he felt her slam into him and suddenly use her surprisingly powerful and unchanged momentum to divert his fall to the roof of the small convenience store he'd been about to walk by only moments before. She dropped him perhaps as gently as she could manage, but he knew how to land from at least a meter fall and took it lightly as he braced himself. He grimaced as his torso reflexively hunched over and he could feel the cracks in his ribs and the beginning of a nosebleed from the sudden changes in pressure he'd just suffered, not to mention that his ears felt all stuffy. Turning his head to look over his shoulder as the girl's arm and the wings slowly returned back to- Wait, wings? They were gone, but a moment ago, they'd definitely been there, just like those two women before. Their wings had been white and quite present, but hers had been a raven black and- what? What about them had been so off-setting? Why hadn't he seen them before when she'd saved him? Well, saved was a relative word , he ruefully thought as a sharp pain through his chest warned him of another rib that was cracked slowly bending further and further into the no-no zone over his heart. He straightened up and did his best to maintain such a pose as he shifted his whole body to look at her. She was an innocuous appearing girl, strikingly pretty, but he'd never figure just by looking at her on the street that she was... well... superhuman? He didn't quite know for sure, but something in his mind told him this was all wrong, that not even a superhuman could do what he'd just seen, what he'd just been through. No, they couldn't be Human, or were they? He let his gaze fall as he tried his best to consider his options before settling with the best one. Looking up at her, he did what he could to look into her eyes and gave his thanks. Thank you. The shadows that blotted out the sun behind her though had his eyes widening as he recognized the snow-white wings which gave off their distinctive halo as the sunlight filtered around them. These two women were incredibly beautiful as well, but the feeling they gave Satoru was just a deep-seated fear. Dropping someone from a definitely lethal height of well into a thousand or so feet did that to the psyche. Not that they cared. You ruined our fun! It was the one he'd run into first, the one with the incredible amounts of heat coming from her, eyes glowing bright blue like the hottest embers of a flame in a campfire. We weren't going to kill him, we were trailing behind just far enough so we could recover him when he got low enough, snickered the other, both sets of wings seemed to match as did the two glowing blue pairs of eyes looking accusingly at the white-haired girl in front of him. It was at that point he noted that her hair was indeed a brilliant white sheen. He'd only ever seen stuff like that in cartoons and whatnot, in fact, he hadn't even believed that such girls existed before. Come to think of it, nothing in this last minute seemed real as he tried to compute just what in the hell he was hearing or seeing.