123(Disclaimer: I do NOT own One Punch Man or Sekirei, they belong to their respective owners.)
(One of the reasons that I am writing this is that someone had actually attempted to write a Crossover with these two good shows. While it had gotten quick notice from both sides, Sekirei and OPM fans, it was deleted for reasons unknown.)
(Another reason is that I simply want to see the outcome of Saitama just unceremoniously crapping on Mr. Mad Man Minaka's Plan, which many people have forgotten that it involves Mass Murder in the ranks of Ashikabi and Sekirei alike.)
(Original content from both franchises may be changed to fit the story)
(Among my other stories, and if this story is noticed, then I will strive to make it a long one)
Regular Speech: "Seki-somethin' plan? What's that?"
Thoughts or Accentuation: What do you know, this place isn't that boring...
Serious Speech or Accentuation: "Did someone say Discount?"
Serious Thought or Accentuation: If these weirdos keep getting in my way, I'll miss the Sale!
I: Mors Celantur
Throughout the universe, many things exist
Many inanimate objects exist
Many animate objects exist
Among the animate, their are organisms
Among the organisms, their are trees, grass, deer, cows...humans
Among these humans, few and far between, are super-humans
These super-humans vary in strength of different kind
There are those that can hurl rocks twice their size
There are those that can manipulate the physical realm using telekinesis
There are those that are imbued with power of the elements
Then there is Saitama
The world, so full of mysteries and dangers. Some more prominent than others. It's hard to think of anyone in this world to be so sheltered as to ignore or not know of the Monstrosities that plague the world.
No one knew how they came to be. But they've been here for quite a while. They've drawn enough attention to them that most of the entire world have set up systems in society that help with managing these dangerous and random evil entities.
Though, that's only Most, not all.
For within the world, there are those that wish to contain and isolate themselves from the world, whether it be to draw attention away from themselves, flee from the danger, or be forgotten, they did it.
"Who's They," you might ask.
They, are a powerful conglomerate among others that had suddenly, without notice, slammed into the Global fields. Economically, technologically, and medically dominating most other companies and corporations that had specialized in said fields.
They gained power and influence in the world quite quickly. Literally buying a part of the Super-Continent itself, E-City, and supplying the newly named, Shinto Teito, with top of the line service and where they started centralizing its power.
They had begun to build upon the old with new hospitals, institutions of various services, and many more marvelous architectures.
Residents of new Shinto Teito had been scared at first with how drastic the changes were, but calmed down after seeing the wonderful results. It had become a paradise for most.
Now again, this doesn't answer your earlier question about who exactly, They, are...
They...are Mid Bio Informatics, M.B.I for short.
It became a name among names in the business industry, making it into the top ten's easily.
Though, they didn't stretch their technology or knowledge out into the world. They kept to themselves.
For that reason, after a few months of establishing Shinto Teito, people forgot.
The world unknowingly turned a blind eye to the new city, and its founder, Minaka Hiroto.
He, himself didn't complain.
How could he? It all proceeded as planned.
After the Discovery, mine out any kind of useful information possible, Check.
Learn how to combine modern technology and such with this new kind of tech, Check.
Establish a glorious company, Check.
Gain immeasurable amount of money through one-sided deals, Check.
Buy a City, Check.
Rebuild the City to this new technology's standards, Check.
Make the Teito Tower, Check.
Sink in connections all across the world and secretly pull the strings for mostly everything, check.
Tell no one of how we did all of this so quickly until the world lost interest, Double Check.
Start filing in the Participants, Check.
Plan out The Game, Check.
Now, we're here.
Throughout this entire process, Minaka and the M.B.I have studied, and archived many of the important factors within the world, abnormalities most of all.
Monsters were captured and examined, but were disposed of after learning that they were inferior to their little love birds.
The Territory of Shinto Teito had Maximum security and Private law enforcement consisting of entire army worth of trained professionals.
The monsters would no be a problem here.
Other than monsters, there were few people who garnered notice.
The many informants planted within every city had come back with information concerning rather intricate individuals.
The Hero Association.
Minaka had laughed, Hero. Most of the people within the Association were normal people fueled with Steroids or enhanced drugs or Cybernetics.
Though, some of these...Heroes, specifically the S-Class, were strong enough to become wary of.
So, all of S-Class were flagged, and serious digging into their pasts begun.
Name, maiden name, Marital stauts, records of any kind, all of it logged and recorded.
They though that was all to be worried about.
That they were the very few that could, by chance, interfere with the wonderful Game.
They were wrong.
One day, the informants within Z-City had all called-in, almost synchronized and quickly yelled into the cell-phones almost all at once to check all surveillance cameras and satellites within the city.
Everyone present were confused, Z-City was a wasteland of sorts, nothing happened except for an occasional monster attack, and even then, the monsters were always too little of a threat to take action.
But...when the statistics, cameras, satellite imaging came up. All of it just screamed out, blaring noises with red flashing lights appearing all over the screen, many programs started to condense all of the information down.
Everybody ran here or there, trying to find out whatever the hell caused this amount of disorientation within M.B.I Headquarters.
Seismic activity had jumped, wind pressure had squeezed deathly tight, and the overall disturbance within the area just sky-rocketed.
No other individual, S-Class or not had made this amount of disruption.
When everything calmed down, and the machines that were on-site finally focused, a recorded video began to play at the source of the disturbance.
The video started out calmly, nothing but whistling wind and blue skies with a few floating clouds, the surrounding buildings unscathed.
That was before a rather idiotic form of a monster trampled its way on-screen, talking to itself about how it was the strongest and how it would slaughter everything in it's way.
Everyone dead-panned at the amount of stupidity that was radiating off of this weak looking monster, it was green-skinned with a few scraps of clothing covering it's genitalia, three horns sprouting from it's head.
There was no way this thing could cause this much trouble.
It began to make several gestures before turning its head toward a source of sound that the multi-purpose camera picked up.
It was walking, a light tapping of a pair of shoes making its way toward the monster.
Minaka had ordered the many M.B.I workers to get a better angle, but there were no more cameras in the vicinity, and satellite imaging could only pick out a pin-prick dot on the screen.
Minaka had huffed like a child before turning back to the screen.
The monster walked to the edge of the screen, monologuing to whoever was the, probably unwilling, listener.
After a while, the monster finally shut-up and had apparently become offended and had raised both of it's hand into the air.
But, before either arm had even a second to come down on the "Victim," the camera produced a shrieking sound and fizzled out of existence before popping back up online, this time, viewing the ground.
It had been dislodged and rolled to the floor.
Everyone was stunned about what had happened before analytics came to and started doing their job.
Satellite imaging had finally taken a picture of something Really concerning.
The imaging before had been of an untouched city and two individuals, one known, and the other unknown.
The imaging after had been of a Massive crater, swallowing a gigantic portion of the buildings, street, and anything surrounding the area.
The Crater was half a mile long, an earthquake split down the middle and ending on either end of the crater.
Jaws were dropped to the floor that day.
Further studying came up with slowed down, frame by frame, imaging from the Camera that was on-site that had miraculously survived.
From when the monster raised it's arms to when the camera temporarily became offline, a very, very, Very pixilated fist came into the frame.
It was only there for One Frame. After that, nothing.
Everyone within M.B.I were scared...this was the first time that they didn't know something the first time they looked into it.
So, they took extra precaution and salvaged everything they could before storing this in the, Extra Top Secret No One Knows About, files.
An entire week later, countless more cameras and Informants installed and planted, another disturbance occurred.
The same thing happened, a monster appeared, before immediately dissolving into nothing. Destruction untold unfolded instantly.
Most of the cameras had been destroyed, a few surviving.
Only one was unscathed, still recording and in the middle of the street, just before the crater began, Camera #163 had picked up something.
An image.
An image of the back of a man in a Blue-Track suit, grocery bags in hand, no hair on his head.
The backdrop of the image was of columns of smoke and kicked up dust, buildings that seemed to be pressed, torn apart, or all together annihilated stood on the sides.
The clouds were split down the middle.
Surprised and Suspicious.
It looked as if some random bald man had wondered his way into the Apocalypse.
Further analyzing showed that this man had been here not a moment before the crater appeared, meaning...
This was the entity that caused the Great Disturbance, as they named it.
The person, man, could not be looked into, for they could not see his face.
All other imaging and recordings had only recorded parts of his body, it was as if something in the universe denied them the knowledge of his identity.
They were so scared, scared that for some reason or another, this man may wander into their precious city, into Minaka's Precious Shinto Teito.
After, again, gathering info and confirming that both incidents were connected and that the man in the Blue Track suit had been responsible for the first disturbance as well.
The entity was code-named: Mors Celantur
Translation: Concealed Death
The reason for such a name had its reasons.
The main one: The man, from as far as they could tell, was plain looking and could easily blend into a crowd, aside from his bald head.
But to be able to melt into a crowd as a random citizen and hold such destructive power was never heard of, and very alarming, as well as never being heard of.
He automatically became a priority above priorities.
They had to know about him no matter what.
This danger could not be ignored.
There was next to nothing they didn't know about, dangerous or not.
And this person, was what came above that.
They wanted to keep a distance and observe.
They would do so at any cost.
They had no idea that their actions would simply have the opposite effect.
(Z-City)
(Karasuba)
Minaka and many others thought it over, and a day later, decided.
The only way to get close enough to observe would be to send out a Specialized Agent out into the field.
One that can be discreet and dangerous on her own.
The said Agent, the feared and revered "Black Sekirei" Karasuba.
Otherwise known as the Leader of the third generation Disciplinary Squad.
She had learned of the First disturbance, and had become almost psychotically entranced on wanting to find out who or what could cause this much damage in so little time.
She really made it a point that she wanted to meet the one responsible.
When the second alarm informed M.B.I of a second sighting, her will was set, unchangeable, and fierce.
She didn't like that he seemingly looked like the rest of these monkeys, she wanted to test him, see if these bird-brains were right about this person.
She promptly told Minaka himself that she WAS going to go and find out herself.
He, as well as many others expressed to her that the Mission would be a Reconnaissance type, not a Search and Destroy one.
She knew what it was and scoffed before grinning wolfishly, saying she knew what she would be doing.
Not needing to say, a day after, Karasuba was set to secretly arrive at the Z-City Border to Hunt, Find, and Track this Mystery Man.
From the Satellite imaging, Karasuba had been informed of the location he was last spotted, before climbing to a roof and sprinting there.
What pleasantly surprised her, was the fact that the Crater had disappeared, the area looking as if it was brand new.
She had contacted M.B.I, through her earpiece, and they had told her that there was an Association that had hired and individual that could rebuild an entire city within a span of a week.
They didn't name the Individual, nor which Association, they knew that by doing so, they could unintentionally draw her attention away from the Main Objective.
So, without no other reason to continue standing still for no reason, she started following the abandoned street towards the same way that the man was walking, captured by Camera #163.
She had continued on her way, noting that, like she had been told, this part of the city seemed barren and abandoned.
Why these monkeys abandoned a part of their city is beyond me, typical human stupidity, she thought to herself.
A few more minutes of scaling across the roofs of buildings, she came to a stop.
She felt a presence close by.
Is it...? she wondered.
Using her instincts, she made her way towards the source, slowing her pace the closer she got, before halting at a railing of a roof and peeking over.
She narrowed her eyes, looking at the presence she was feeling.
A man, a bald man, in a white, red hoodie with a yellow "Oppai" along the front of it, a pair of Blue Jeans and shoes.
She would have laughed and then become disgusted over the choice of words proudly displayed on the hoodie.
The thing that stopped her from doing so, were two things.
One: This was the man that she saw in the video and pictures
Two: He didn't look he was getting any kicks out of it.
In fact, he didn't look like he was showing that he felt anything.
He had the one most emotionless face she had ever seen.
She instead grinned before watching him casually walk down the street, the opposite way she had come.
She had started to trail him, wondering if and when she should just screw the mission over and go her own way with it.
Besides, she hardly followed any rules at all.
(Z-City Marketplace)
(Saitama)
I had just decided to go shopping for some Prime beef that was on sale, leaving when I watered my cactus back at my apartment.
Walking was a majority of the time that I took going to the shop, no one really lived this far into the heart of the City.
Daily life for me was just...boring...
I thought that all of that training would make my life more interesting.
Now it just seems like it ruined it.
Yeah sure, being strong is cool and all, but it can be a real handi-cap when you can't get any thrill out of it.
I tested it all out, trying to get a thrill out of anything.
I'd been thrown around, smashed into the ground, slashed and hacked at, dropped from miles in the sky, everything.
And nothing happened. Not a scratch, not even a twitch of a muscle.
Anything I did, was as natural as picking up a small pebble.
I reluctantly figured out on my own that I could do, basically anything I wanted.
I blinked my eyes, shaking my head out of the nearly depressing thoughts.
The loud noise of the Grocery Store made itself known to me again, the rustling and bustling of many people. Mothers shopping with their annoying Children and what not.
I had been staring off into space, or more specifically, at a packaged and sealed beef with a 45% Sale stamped on the top left.
I put it into the handheld shopping basket, with the cabbage, noodles, and eggs.
Walking my way to the checkout counter and waiting my turn.
The cashier scanned my items before giving me the cost of the items and bagging them, I grabbed my coin purse before giving her, in exact change, all that was needed.
While she was checking the total amount, I had a tingling feeling in the back of my mind, like someone was staring at me, creepily like too.
Overtime, when I had become bald, I had a sort of sense of when someone was staring at me, or my head. It was more like a self-conscious thing, but I'd never say anything.
So, having said feeling, I shortly turned my head to look behind me, scanning the crowd walking to and from different aisles.
Doing a once-over and not seeing anyone who stood out, I looked back at the Cashier, noticing that she was done.
So, I took the bagged groceries, and walked out of the store, looking up at the sky before sighing.
Today was just another boring day...
If it were any other day, then he'd be right.
But today wasn't one of those days.
Today would be different.
(Author's Note: If you would like to see something within this story, then please ask, I'll see if I can squeeze it in.)
(Not all of the Sekirei Ships have been decided yet, so you can ask, and I'll see about it)
(I may or may not add in Minato Sahashi, please Review to add in your vote)