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 +BLACK FILE OPERATION: PRIMO VICTORIA — FINAL CUT
  
 +The mountain was wrong.
 +
 +Not visually.
 +
 +Not at first.
 +
 +It was the air.
 +
 +It didn’t move like air.
 +
 +It pressed.
 +
 +Downward. Inward. Like something vast and invisible was leaning against the world and the world was trying very hard not to bend.
 +
 +Static crawled across Shammy’s skin.
 +
 +She stopped on the narrow stone path.
 +
 +Her silver-white hair shifted slightly.
 +
 +There was no wind.
 +
 +“…this place is under compression,” she said quietly.
 +
 +Ace didn’t stop walking.
 +
 +“Define compression.”
 +
 +Shammy tilted her head, listening.
 +
 +“…the atmosphere is being told what to be.”
 +
 +Mai exhaled slowly.
 +
 +“…good. That means it’s artificial.”
 +
 +She raised her hand and released a thin runic pulse into the fog.
 +
 +The reaction was immediate.
 +
 +The air vibrated.
 +
 +Invisible geometry ignited across her vision — lines, nodes, intersections layered over reality like a hidden skeleton.
 +
 +Mai’s expression flattened.
 +
 +“Right.”
 +
 +Ace glanced sideways.
 +
 +“What.”
 +
 +Mai pointed toward the castle emerging through the fog.
 +
 +High towers. Blackened stone. Too old. Too intact.
 +
 +“Occult structure,” she said.
 +
 +A beat.
 +
 +“Extremely high density.”
 +
 +Another beat.
 +
 +“…and completely saturated with Nazi symbology.”
 +
 +Ace didn’t even blink.
 +
 +“Nazis.”
 +
 +Mai nodded.
 +
 +“Occult Nazis.”
 +
 +Ace sighed.
 +
 +“Of course it is.”
 +
 +Shammy wasn’t looking at the castle.
 +
 +She was listening to the pressure inside the air.
 +
 +“The atmosphere does not approve,” she said.
 +
 +—
 +
 +The path became a cracked stone bridge.
 +
 +It led straight to the gate.
 +
 +The gates were open.
 +
 +That was wrong.
 +
 +Structures like this didn’t invite.
 +
 +They resisted.
 +
 +This one waited.
 +
 +Ace stepped into the gatehouse shadow and stopped.
 +
 +Her hands rested lightly on the hilts of the twin emerald katanas.
 +
 +“Movement.”
 +
 +Mai saw nothing.
 +
 +Shammy felt everything.
 +
 +“Multiple,” she said. “…inside.”
 +
 +Ace nodded once.
 +
 +Green light flashed as the first katana slid free.
 +
 +“Alright.”
 +
 +—
 +
 +The courtyard swallowed them.
 +
 +Silence.
 +
 +Then—
 +
 +Something moved.
 +
 +Not human.
 +
 +Never human.
 +
 +A Wehrmacht coat draped over a grey, dead thing pretending to be alive.
 +
 +Eyes burning red.
 +
 +Ace studied it for exactly one second.
 +
 +“Vampires.”
 +
 +Mai pressed her fingers briefly against her temple.
 +
 +“…of course they are.”
 +
 +It lunged.
 +
 +Fast.
 +
 +Ace was faster.
 +
 +The blade moved.
 +
 +The head separated before the sound existed.
 +
 +Black smoke curled upward.
 +
 +Silence returned.
 +
 +For half a second.
 +
 +Then the shadows broke.
 +
 +Dozens.
 +
 +Shammy raised one hand.
 +
 +The air tightened.
 +
 +Electricity crawled across stone.
 +
 +“That’s a lot,” she said.
 +
 +Ace rolled the blade in her grip.
 +
 +“Good.”
 +
 +Mai wasn’t watching the enemies.
 +
 +She was watching the ground.
 +
 +Symbols.
 +
 +Carved between stones.
 +
 +Interlocking.
 +
 +Alive.
 +
 +She knelt and pressed her palm against the courtyard.
 +
 +Silver light flared.
 +
 +A pulse detonated through the structure.
 +
 +Three nodes shattered instantly.
 +
 +Somewhere deep inside the castle—
 +
 +A scream.
 +
 +“Ritual destabilization,” Mai said.
 +
 +Ace split a second vampire from shoulder to hip.
 +
 +“Good.”
 +
 +—
 +
 +The second wave came faster.
 +
 +More coordinated.
 +
 +The pressure in the air increased.
 +
 +Shammy’s eyes half-closed.
 +
 +“They are drawing from the environment.”
 +
 +Her fingers twitched.
 +
 +“Correcting.”
 +
 +The air snapped tighter.
 +
 +Movement slowed.
 +
 +Barely.
 +
 +Enough.
 +
 +Ace moved.
 +
 +Two cuts.
 +
 +Three bodies fell.
 +
 +No wasted motion.
 +
 +—
 +
 +The gate exploded inward.
 +
 +Wood and iron shattered across the courtyard.
 +
 +Behind it—
 +
 +Soldiers.
 +
 +Ranks.
 +
 +Dozens becoming hundreds.
 +
 +Wehrmacht uniforms.
 +
 +But wrong.
 +
 +Too precise.
 +
 +Too synchronized.
 +
 +Red ritual energy burned across their forms like veins.
 +
 +Mai didn’t hesitate.
 +
 +“…ritual-enhanced infantry.”
 +
 +Ace watched the rifles lift.
 +
 +“…great.”
 +
 +The first shot fired.
 +
 +Ace tilted her head.
 +
 +The bullet passed.
 +
 +She moved.
 +
 +The soldier died before the trigger reset.
 +
 +—
 +
 +Mai looked toward the tower.
 +
 +And froze.
 +
 +The structure had changed.
 +
 +Expanded.
 +
 +No longer contained.
 +
 +Geometry burned across the entire castle.
 +
 +Across the mountain.
 +
 +Across—
 +
 +She inhaled sharply.
 +
 +“…this is not a summoning.”
 +
 +Ace cut down another soldier.
 +
 +“Then what.”
 +
 +Mai’s voice dropped.
 +
 +“They’re rewriting an outcome.”
 +
 +A pause.
 +
 +“…history-level.”
 +
 +Ace glanced at her.
 +
 +“…that sounds annoying.”
 +
 +—
 +
 +The chanting began.
 +
 +Hundreds of voices.
 +
 +German.
 +
 +Layered.
 +
 +Wrong.
 +
 +Not singing.
 +
 +Forcing.
 +
 +Shammy stiffened.
 +
 +“The atmosphere is being rewritten.”
 +
 +Mai nodded once.
 +
 +“Yes.”
 +
 +Ace exhaled slowly.
 +
 +“…they’re trying to win the war.”
 +
 +“Retroactively,” Mai said.
 +
 +Ace closed her eyes briefly.
 +
 +“That’s extremely rude.”
 +
 +—
 +
 +The pressure spiked.
 +
 +Too fast.
 +
 +Too much.
 +
 +Mai’s expression changed.
 +
 +“…it’s accelerating.”
 +
 +Ace didn’t slow.
 +
 +“How bad.”
 +
 +Mai didn’t answer.
 +
 +Because she was already moving.
 +
 +—
 +
 +She slammed both hands into the stone.
 +
 +Silver light erupted.
 +
 +Not a pulse.
 +
 +A surge.
 +
 +Dozens of runic lines ignited, colliding with the ritual grid.
 +
 +For one second—
 +
 +The entire structure stuttered.
 +
 +The chanting broke.
 +
 +Several soldiers collapsed instantly.
 +
 +Shammy’s head snapped up.
 +
 +“…you hit a core.”
 +
 +Mai gritted her teeth.
 +
 +“…temporary.”
 +
 +The grid stabilized.
 +
 +Harder.
 +
 +Stronger.
 +
 +Like it had learned.
 +
 +Mai exhaled sharply.
 +
 +“…it adapted.”
 +
 +Ace cut down another soldier.
 +
 +“…I hate when they do that.”
 +
 +—
 +
 +The courtyard was losing shape.
 +
 +Not physically.
 +
 +Conceptually.
 +
 +Time lagged.
 +
 +Sound echoed incorrectly.
 +
 +Reality was slipping.
 +
 +Shammy raised both hands now.
 +
 +Electric arcs surged.
 +
 +The air locked.
 +
 +“Stabilizing local frame,” she said.
 +
 +Her voice strained.
 +
 +“…not for long.”
 +
 +—
 +
 +Mai looked up again.
 +
 +And saw it.
 +
 +The central axis.
 +
 +High in the tower.
 +
 +A convergence point.
 +
 +“…there.”
 +
 +Ace followed her gaze.
 +
 +“…we cut that.”
 +
 +Mai shook her head immediately.
 +
 +“No. You don’t cut it.”
 +
 +A beat.
 +
 +“…you interrupt it.”
 +
 +Ace smiled faintly.
 +
 +“Close enough.”
 +
 +She stepped forward—
 +
 +—
 +
 +—and stopped.
 +
 +Because something else had entered the system.
 +
 +—
 +
 +The sound came first.
 +
 +Not chanting.
 +
 +Not ritual.
 +
 +Drums.
 +
 +Low.
 +
 +Rising.
 +
 +Then—
 +
 +Guitars.
 +
 +Mai blinked.
 +
 +“…that is not possible.”
 +
 +Shammy tilted her head.
 +
 +“…no.”
 +
 +A pause.
 +
 +“…but it is happening.”
 +
 +Ace looked toward the ruined edge of the courtyard.
 +
 +Through the fog.
 +
 +A figure stood there.
 +
 +Still.
 +
 +Watching.
 +
 +Two blood-red katanas crossed over his back.
 +
 +Ace narrowed her eyes.
 +
 +“…Konrad.”
 +
 +Mai stared.
 +
 +“…what?”
 +
 +The music surged.
 +
 +Ace exhaled, almost amused.
 +
 +“…oh no.”
 +
 +—
 +
 +Konrad stepped down.
 +
 +Slow.
 +
 +Calm.
 +
 +Like the battlefield was beneath his interest.
 +
 +Mai whispered:
 +
 +“…what is he doing?”
 +
 +Ace didn’t look away from him.
 +
 +“…he noticed.”
 +
 +—
 +
 +Konrad stopped in the center of the courtyard.
 +
 +Looked at the soldiers.
 +
 +At the ritual.
 +
 +At the sky bending under forced history.
 +
 +He drew the blades.
 +
 +Red light spilled like arterial ink.
 +
 +Then—
 +
 +He roared.
 +
 +PRIMO VICTORIA!
 +
 +—
 +
 +Everything froze.
 +
 +Not metaphorically.
 +
 +The ritual stuttered.
 +
 +The chanting broke.
 +
 +The soldiers hesitated.
 +
 +For one impossible second—
 +
 +History itself paused.
 +
 +—
 +
 +Then he moved.
 +
 +Violence.
 +
 +Absolute.
 +
 +Clean.
 +
 +Red arcs carved through the battlefield.
 +
 +Soldiers erased.
 +
 +Vampires unmade.
 +
 +Symbols shattered just by proximity.
 +
 +Ace watched.
 +
 +Didn’t intervene.
 +
 +Didn’t need to.
 +
 +“…yeah,” she muttered.
 +
 +“…he’s pissed.”
 +
 +—
 +
 +But the tower still sang.
 +
 +The grid still held.
 +
 +Mai saw it immediately.
 +
 +“…core still active.”
 +
 +Konrad stopped.
 +
 +Looked up.
 +
 +Understood.
 +
 +The army wasn’t the engine.
 +
 +Just the fuel.
 +
 +The structure remained.
 +
 +—
 +
 +And then—
 +
 +Pressure.
 +
 +Different.
 +
 +Heavier.
 +
 +Shammy inhaled sharply.
 +
 +“…another.”
 +
 +Ace glanced upward.
 +
 +“What now.”
 +
 +Shammy answered quietly:
 +
 +“…predator.”
 +
 +—
 +
 +Something descended.
 +
 +Not falling.
 +
 +Choosing.
 +
 +Boots touched stone.
 +
 +The courtyard cracked.
 +
 +Seras Victoria straightened slowly.
 +
 +Red eyes reflecting the broken geometry above.
 +
 +She looked at Konrad.
 +
 +“You broke the toys.”
 +
 +Konrad wiped a blade.
 +
 +“They were loud.”
 +
 +Seras nodded.
 +
 +“Fair.”
 +
 +Then she looked up.
 +
 +And her expression changed.
 +
 +“…that’s not a ritual.”
 +
 +Mai stepped forward.
 +
 +“…what.”
 +
 +Seras pointed at the sky.
 +
 +“That’s an edit.”
 +
 +—
 +
 +Silence.
 +
 +Even the chanting faltered.
 +
 +Mai felt it.
 +
 +The structure.
 +
 +Not summoning.
 +
 +Not forcing.
 +
 +Editing.
 +
 +“…they’re writing a branch,” she said.
 +
 +Seras shook her head slightly.
 +
 +“No.”
 +
 +A pause.
 +
 +“…they’re trying to replace the original.”
 +
 +—
 +
 +The grid surged.
 +
 +Final phase.
 +
 +Lock attempt.
 +
 +Mai moved instantly.
 +
 +Both hands up.
 +
 +Every rune she had ignited at once.
 +
 +Silver light slammed into the structure.
 +
 +Shammy followed.
 +
 +Atmosphere compressed violently.
 +
 +The entire courtyard locked in place.
 +
 +Ace moved.
 +
 +Not at the enemies.
 +
 +At the axis.
 +
 +She reached it.
 +
 +Struck.
 +
 +Green light collided with impossible geometry—
 +
 +—
 +
 +—and for one second
 +
 +the system broke.
 +
 +—
 +
 +The grid fractured.
 +
 +Not destroyed.
 +
 +Opened.
 +
 +—
 +
 +Seras stepped forward.
 +
 +Now.
 +
 +Not before.
 +
 +Now.
 +
 +She raised one hand.
 +
 +The world went quiet.
 +
 +Not silent.
 +
 +Correct.
 +
 +She spoke:
 +
 +“Incorrect entry.”
 +
 +—
 +
 +Reality flickered.
 +
 +Deep.
 +
 +Structural.
 +
 +The grid collapsed inward like a failed equation.
 +
 +The chanting cut mid-syllable.
 +
 +The entire attempt—
 +
 +Removed.
 +
 +—
 +
 +Mai staggered slightly.
 +
 +“…you didn’t destroy it.”
 +
 +Seras shrugged.
 +
 +“No.”
 +
 +She looked at the empty sky.
 +
 +“I corrected it.”
 +
 +—
 +
 +The castle began to collapse.
 +
 +Without the structure, it had nothing left to pretend with.
 +
 +Stone cracked.
 +
 +Towers fell.
 +
 +The pressure lifted.
 +
 +Completely.
 +
 +—
 +
 +Shammy exhaled.
 +
 +Long.
 +
 +“…the atmosphere approves.”
 +
 +Ace looked around the ruins.
 +
 +“…that escalated.”
 +
 +Konrad sheathed one blade.
 +
 +Seras stretched slightly.
 +
 +“Anything else trying to rewrite history tonight?”
 +
 +Mai scanned the remnants.
 +
 +“…no.”
 +
 +Seras nodded.
 +
 +“Good.”
 +
 +—
 +
 +Konrad turned.
 +
 +Walked toward the fog.
 +
 +Seras followed.
 +
 +Ace called after them.
 +
 +“Hey.”
 +
 +Konrad paused.
 +
 +Barely.
 +
 +Ace gestured at the ruin.
 +
 +“…thanks.”
 +
 +Konrad shrugged.
 +
 +“You opened it.”
 +
 +Seras grinned.
 +
 +“Barely.”
 +
 +Mai nodded.
 +
 +“…accurate.”
 +
 +Seras laughed softly.
 +
 +“Honesty. Refreshing.”
 +
 +—
 +
 +They stepped into the fog.
 +
 +And were gone.
 +
 +No transition.
 +
 +No effect.
 +
 +Just absence.
 +
 +—
 +
 +Shammy listened to the wind.
 +
 +For a long moment.
 +
 +Then said quietly:
 +
 +“…the air will remember.”
 +
 +—
 +
 +Incident classification: BLACK FILE
 +
 +Additional note:
 +
 +Three entities engaged the anomaly.
 +
 +Two corrected it.
 +
 +One made it possible.
 +
 +History chose not to argue.
 +
 +PRIMO VICTORIA
 +{{tag>ace mai shammy}}