The strange black blob in the distance turned out to be exactly that: a
black gelatinous blob about twelve feet in diameter, with no discernible
features. As it rolled through the streets it engulfed everything in its path,
mostly just parked cars. Fortunately for the city's residents, the blob
creature only seemed to travel at about walking pace, and so everyone in the vicinity
was easily able to outrun it, although what exactly would happen if it did
engulf them was unclear. The vehicles absorbed into its mass merely hung
suspended inside it, slowly tumbling end over end.
As White Star soared above the streets full of fleeing pedestrians, their heads turned skywards and their panic dissipated. "Go, White Star!" cried one businessman, raising a fist that was still holding his briefcase. "Destroy that blob!"
White Star looked rather bemused at the sight of the monster. "A giant blob?" she remarked. "Really? Don't tell me the writer's run out of monster ideas already? What's next, a floating blue octahedron? More to the point, where's its weak spot?" White Star start to fly in circles around the blob, trying to find some point on its gelatinous surface that was perhaps weaker, but it was no use; it was identical from all angles, save for the accumulation of cars and debris now building up inside it. With each item it absorbed its size increased slightly; it had grown perhaps three or four feet since it had first appeared downtown.
"It's no use," conceded White Star after her dozenth circuit, "this thing doesn't have any weak spots. Plus I'm getting dizzy, and I still need to say my catchphrase." She stopped for a moment, her head still spinning, heavily disoriented. She shook her head to clear it, focusing on the task at hand, then pointed her wand directly at the creature, assuming her signature pose. "Time to let the light of justice shine!" she cried, to cheers from the crowd below. "Meteor Shower!"
Star-shaped energy projectiles burst forth from the end of the wand, smashing into the creature at high speed. All they managed to do was push it backwards and send shockwave ripples across its gelatinous surface; no other damage was visible. The creature continued to take in debris, growing ever larger.
White Star pouted. "How are you supposed to damage something like this?" she moaned. Sighing, she thought for a moment. There had to be something the creature was weak against. Something that would damage its gelatinous structure. If not her energy attacks, then what?
White Star raised her wand high. "THUNDER STRIKE!" she cried. High above, dark clouds formed and hovered ominously over the black blob. A rumble sounded from deep within them, and then with a loud boom a thunderbolt burst forth from the heavens... and struck an antenna on the roof of a nearby skyscraper, dissipating harmlessly.
White Star was shocked that the monster hadn't been shocked. "WHAT?! How does that even..." She looked on in disbelief for a moment, then sighed, exasperated, and sought out the White Star Fan Club in the crowd below. Fortunately, it seemed they had arrived this time; Hitomi had even brought a tub of popcorn. "Hi, White Star!" said Hitomi excitedly. "We're your biggest fans!"
As White Star soared above the streets full of fleeing pedestrians, their heads turned skywards and their panic dissipated. "Go, White Star!" cried one businessman, raising a fist that was still holding his briefcase. "Destroy that blob!"
White Star looked rather bemused at the sight of the monster. "A giant blob?" she remarked. "Really? Don't tell me the writer's run out of monster ideas already? What's next, a floating blue octahedron? More to the point, where's its weak spot?" White Star start to fly in circles around the blob, trying to find some point on its gelatinous surface that was perhaps weaker, but it was no use; it was identical from all angles, save for the accumulation of cars and debris now building up inside it. With each item it absorbed its size increased slightly; it had grown perhaps three or four feet since it had first appeared downtown.
"It's no use," conceded White Star after her dozenth circuit, "this thing doesn't have any weak spots. Plus I'm getting dizzy, and I still need to say my catchphrase." She stopped for a moment, her head still spinning, heavily disoriented. She shook her head to clear it, focusing on the task at hand, then pointed her wand directly at the creature, assuming her signature pose. "Time to let the light of justice shine!" she cried, to cheers from the crowd below. "Meteor Shower!"
Star-shaped energy projectiles burst forth from the end of the wand, smashing into the creature at high speed. All they managed to do was push it backwards and send shockwave ripples across its gelatinous surface; no other damage was visible. The creature continued to take in debris, growing ever larger.
White Star pouted. "How are you supposed to damage something like this?" she moaned. Sighing, she thought for a moment. There had to be something the creature was weak against. Something that would damage its gelatinous structure. If not her energy attacks, then what?
White Star raised her wand high. "THUNDER STRIKE!" she cried. High above, dark clouds formed and hovered ominously over the black blob. A rumble sounded from deep within them, and then with a loud boom a thunderbolt burst forth from the heavens... and struck an antenna on the roof of a nearby skyscraper, dissipating harmlessly.
White Star was shocked that the monster hadn't been shocked. "WHAT?! How does that even..." She looked on in disbelief for a moment, then sighed, exasperated, and sought out the White Star Fan Club in the crowd below. Fortunately, it seemed they had arrived this time; Hitomi had even brought a tub of popcorn. "Hi, White Star!" said Hitomi excitedly. "We're your biggest fans!"
"I know," said White Star. "I, uhh.. heard about you on
the Internet."
"See, I told you the
Blagger page would work!" said Hitomi.
White Star
turned to Mio. "Mio, you're the smart one, right?" she asked.
"Why didn't that lightning attack work?"
"Well, you see," said Mio, adjusting her glasses (which she had dried and cleaned earlier), "electricity, when projected in the form of, say, a bolt of lightning, will automatically arc towards the nearest conductive surface. In a battle against Black Star a thousand feet above the city's rooftops, this surface will invariably be Black Star herself, but at street level the tops of the buildings will be much closer than whatever you happen to be targeting, rendering the attack ineffective. Additionally, judging from the monster's appearance and gelatinous properties, it's fair to assume that it wouldn't conduct electricity anyway."
About half of this lengthy explanation had gone over White Star's head, but she got the gist. "So... Thunder Strike won't work on monsters on the ground?"
"Precisely," said Mio. "However, there should be some method of breaking down the monster's gelatinous structure and effectively dissolving it."
White Star nodded. "Dissolve the monster. Got it. Anything else?"
"Umm... could you dry our clothes, please?" asked Mio. "We didn't get a chance while we were at school." It occurred to White Star that she was the one responsible for soaking the other Fan Club members in the first place; ironic that she was now being asked to dry them.
"Okay, fine," said White Star, and conjuring a flame at the end of her wand, she began heating the girls' clothes and evaporating the water still left on them.
"Well, you see," said Mio, adjusting her glasses (which she had dried and cleaned earlier), "electricity, when projected in the form of, say, a bolt of lightning, will automatically arc towards the nearest conductive surface. In a battle against Black Star a thousand feet above the city's rooftops, this surface will invariably be Black Star herself, but at street level the tops of the buildings will be much closer than whatever you happen to be targeting, rendering the attack ineffective. Additionally, judging from the monster's appearance and gelatinous properties, it's fair to assume that it wouldn't conduct electricity anyway."
About half of this lengthy explanation had gone over White Star's head, but she got the gist. "So... Thunder Strike won't work on monsters on the ground?"
"Precisely," said Mio. "However, there should be some method of breaking down the monster's gelatinous structure and effectively dissolving it."
White Star nodded. "Dissolve the monster. Got it. Anything else?"
"Umm... could you dry our clothes, please?" asked Mio. "We didn't get a chance while we were at school." It occurred to White Star that she was the one responsible for soaking the other Fan Club members in the first place; ironic that she was now being asked to dry them.
"Okay, fine," said White Star, and conjuring a flame at the end of her wand, she began heating the girls' clothes and evaporating the water still left on them.
"Ahh… that's nice and warm~" said Hitomi, holding her hands
out towards the flame to warm them up. "It's a shame Sanae couldn't be
here to get dried off; she's missing the battle again!"
"I'm sure she's watching it from somewhere," said White Star.
The girls gathered round the flame, and within moments their clothes
were nice and dry. "Thanks, White Star," said Nagisa. "Sorry to
distract you from kicking that monster's ass."
"Don't worry about it!" said White Star. "And you're welcome!" With that, she flew off above the crowd again. She now had an idea for how to defeat the blob, based on what Mio had told her. But first, she needed something. Scanning the crowd, she quickly found what she was looking for; another high school student, still clutching their Chekhov water gun as they watched the blob's steady, relentless advance. White Star promptly swooped down in front of the student. "Hey, can I borrow this?" she asked, indicating the water gun.
"Uh, sure," said the bemused student, handing it over. "Go nuts."
"Thanks." White Star flew back over to the monster, water gun gripped tightly in her hand. "Alright, Mister Blob," she smirked, raising the gun's barrel, "prepare to be dissolved!"
White Star pulled the trigger, firing a stream of water at the blob. What she expected to happen was that it would dissolve, the water melting it like the Wicked Witch of the West. What actually happened was that the stream of water was simply absorbed into the blob, causing it to swell another few inches in diameter. White Star quickly released the trigger and lowered the gun, feeling quite annoyed with herself for her faulty logic.
"Whoops," said White Star feebly. "I guess Chekhov's guns don't work on this thing."
The blob continued on its way, every car in its path being sucked into its gelatinous form and hanging there, suspended like a fly trapped in amber. One driver who had somehow not heard about the chaos found himself driving directly into the blob's path; he braked hard, scrambled out of his seat and fled to the safety of a nearby cafe just in time to see his van get sucked into the advancing blob. By now the creature was so large it filled the entire street, its form pressingly slightly against the windows of the buildings on either side to the horror of those within. If it grew much bigger it would press against the buildings with enough force to do some serious damage to them. It was now or never.
White Star's brain worked overtime to try and process the additional information she had learned, and what little she had bothered learning in science class. The creature absorbed water; water made it grow larger. That meant it had to be largely made up of water. In fact, looking at it now White Star was almost reminded of the water balloons she had carried earlier that day, all round and squishy and full of water, except those had been easier to break. The plan clicked into place all too soon. It was remarkably simple, if equally stupid.
"Okay," declared White Star, "I know how to defeat the monster now! This next attack will end it!"
"You said that the last time!" shouted a sceptical man from the crowd, to laughs from those around him. White Star was somewhat grateful for the interruption, as it gave her additional time to come up with a name for the attack she was about to perform.
White Star swung the wand dramatically, posing with her arms swept behind her. "Finishing Move: Phoenix Strike!" Her wand was again engulfed in magical flame, and this time the flames spread across her entire body, burning with an intense heat that at the same time did not harm her. Pointing herself towards the still-advancing blob, White Star then swooped down, leaving a blazing trail behind her, and plunged straight into the gelatinous foe.
"She dived straight into it!" exclaimed an astonished onlooker, rather needlessly.
"Is she insane?" cried another.
"This is going straight on FooTube!" exclaimed a third, who was filming the whole thing on his cellphone.
Immediately, however, White Star's crazy yet simple plan began to take effect. As she had correctly deduced, the blob was largely made of water, and as the intense heat from her flames entered its body it began to evaporate. A dark cloud of steam rose up from the blob as it boiled away, gradually shrinking until there was nothing left but its Black Heart and the objects inside it, which one by one dropped harmlessly to the ground. The owner of the van rushed forwards to hug his reclaimed vehicle, only to be repelled by the heat that had been conducted by its metal surface.
As the last remnants of the blob evaporated away, White Star was left hovering in the air where the centre of the blob had been just moments before, clutching the fallen Black Heart in her hand. As the watching crowd processed what had happened, a mighty cheer began to rise up. "White Star's saved us again!" crowed one onlooker.
White Star smirked. "Well, it looks like that monster…" She pulled a pair of sunglasses from nowhere and put them on. "…couldn't take the heat."
"Don't worry about it!" said White Star. "And you're welcome!" With that, she flew off above the crowd again. She now had an idea for how to defeat the blob, based on what Mio had told her. But first, she needed something. Scanning the crowd, she quickly found what she was looking for; another high school student, still clutching their Chekhov water gun as they watched the blob's steady, relentless advance. White Star promptly swooped down in front of the student. "Hey, can I borrow this?" she asked, indicating the water gun.
"Uh, sure," said the bemused student, handing it over. "Go nuts."
"Thanks." White Star flew back over to the monster, water gun gripped tightly in her hand. "Alright, Mister Blob," she smirked, raising the gun's barrel, "prepare to be dissolved!"
White Star pulled the trigger, firing a stream of water at the blob. What she expected to happen was that it would dissolve, the water melting it like the Wicked Witch of the West. What actually happened was that the stream of water was simply absorbed into the blob, causing it to swell another few inches in diameter. White Star quickly released the trigger and lowered the gun, feeling quite annoyed with herself for her faulty logic.
"Whoops," said White Star feebly. "I guess Chekhov's guns don't work on this thing."
The blob continued on its way, every car in its path being sucked into its gelatinous form and hanging there, suspended like a fly trapped in amber. One driver who had somehow not heard about the chaos found himself driving directly into the blob's path; he braked hard, scrambled out of his seat and fled to the safety of a nearby cafe just in time to see his van get sucked into the advancing blob. By now the creature was so large it filled the entire street, its form pressingly slightly against the windows of the buildings on either side to the horror of those within. If it grew much bigger it would press against the buildings with enough force to do some serious damage to them. It was now or never.
White Star's brain worked overtime to try and process the additional information she had learned, and what little she had bothered learning in science class. The creature absorbed water; water made it grow larger. That meant it had to be largely made up of water. In fact, looking at it now White Star was almost reminded of the water balloons she had carried earlier that day, all round and squishy and full of water, except those had been easier to break. The plan clicked into place all too soon. It was remarkably simple, if equally stupid.
"Okay," declared White Star, "I know how to defeat the monster now! This next attack will end it!"
"You said that the last time!" shouted a sceptical man from the crowd, to laughs from those around him. White Star was somewhat grateful for the interruption, as it gave her additional time to come up with a name for the attack she was about to perform.
White Star swung the wand dramatically, posing with her arms swept behind her. "Finishing Move: Phoenix Strike!" Her wand was again engulfed in magical flame, and this time the flames spread across her entire body, burning with an intense heat that at the same time did not harm her. Pointing herself towards the still-advancing blob, White Star then swooped down, leaving a blazing trail behind her, and plunged straight into the gelatinous foe.
"She dived straight into it!" exclaimed an astonished onlooker, rather needlessly.
"Is she insane?" cried another.
"This is going straight on FooTube!" exclaimed a third, who was filming the whole thing on his cellphone.
Immediately, however, White Star's crazy yet simple plan began to take effect. As she had correctly deduced, the blob was largely made of water, and as the intense heat from her flames entered its body it began to evaporate. A dark cloud of steam rose up from the blob as it boiled away, gradually shrinking until there was nothing left but its Black Heart and the objects inside it, which one by one dropped harmlessly to the ground. The owner of the van rushed forwards to hug his reclaimed vehicle, only to be repelled by the heat that had been conducted by its metal surface.
As the last remnants of the blob evaporated away, White Star was left hovering in the air where the centre of the blob had been just moments before, clutching the fallen Black Heart in her hand. As the watching crowd processed what had happened, a mighty cheer began to rise up. "White Star's saved us again!" crowed one onlooker.
White Star smirked. "Well, it looks like that monster…" She pulled a pair of sunglasses from nowhere and put them on. "…couldn't take the heat."
***
To Sanae's annoyance, she found that when she changed
back into her normal form, her school uniform was still wet. She had therefore
had to trudge home with soggy shoes, a translucent shirt, and a rather
uncomfortable breeze in a rather uncomfortable place. Needless to say, she and
the other Mitsuzawa students had gotten a lot of stares. Sanae had never been more
relieved to get through her front door.
"Finally," she sighed, as she slipped off her wet shoes. "I can dry myself off, get out of these wet clothes, and relax. Man, this day really didn't go as well as I'd hoped... but at least now everything's okay-"
The moment Sanae entered her room, she realized that she had spoken too soon. Kousen was stood at her desk, her expression an odd mixture of guilt and - unbelievably - panic. Sanae had never seen her youkai companion scared before. She quickly realized the reason for Kousen's fear: her laptop had blue-screened. "Kousen," she said in a wary tone, "what happened to my laptop...?"
"I-I don't know," said Kousen. "Someone on the In-Turn-It said that I could make your laptop run faster by deleting something called System32, but I did it and now-"
"Kousen, that was a prank!" said Sanae, indignant. "Computers need System32 to function! Now you've broken it!" Sanae muscled her way to the desk and stared in horror at her broken machine before turning to lecture her familiar. "You shouldn't believe everything you read on the Internet! There are people on there that are trying to trick you!"
"So you mean that gender really isn't a social construct?" asked Kousen. "And that that singing man really will give me up?"
Sanae facepalmed. "Please tell me you didn't fall for anything else," she said.
"No," said Kousen, "but this will cheer you up! While I was searching for Black Star using the magic Moogle, a website told me I was their one millionth visitor and that I'd won a special prize! All I had to do was give them your credit card number and-"
Kousen was cut off by the sound of Sanae repeatedly and violently slamming her head against the desk. "Is something the matter, Sanae?" asked Kousen. "Was it something I said?"
"Finally," she sighed, as she slipped off her wet shoes. "I can dry myself off, get out of these wet clothes, and relax. Man, this day really didn't go as well as I'd hoped... but at least now everything's okay-"
The moment Sanae entered her room, she realized that she had spoken too soon. Kousen was stood at her desk, her expression an odd mixture of guilt and - unbelievably - panic. Sanae had never seen her youkai companion scared before. She quickly realized the reason for Kousen's fear: her laptop had blue-screened. "Kousen," she said in a wary tone, "what happened to my laptop...?"
"I-I don't know," said Kousen. "Someone on the In-Turn-It said that I could make your laptop run faster by deleting something called System32, but I did it and now-"
"Kousen, that was a prank!" said Sanae, indignant. "Computers need System32 to function! Now you've broken it!" Sanae muscled her way to the desk and stared in horror at her broken machine before turning to lecture her familiar. "You shouldn't believe everything you read on the Internet! There are people on there that are trying to trick you!"
"So you mean that gender really isn't a social construct?" asked Kousen. "And that that singing man really will give me up?"
Sanae facepalmed. "Please tell me you didn't fall for anything else," she said.
"No," said Kousen, "but this will cheer you up! While I was searching for Black Star using the magic Moogle, a website told me I was their one millionth visitor and that I'd won a special prize! All I had to do was give them your credit card number and-"
Kousen was cut off by the sound of Sanae repeatedly and violently slamming her head against the desk. "Is something the matter, Sanae?" asked Kousen. "Was it something I said?"
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