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silyabeeodess · 6 days ago

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FusionFall Fic: Moving Day

Stacking one heavy cardboard box atop two others, Silya leaned against the stack with a puff of a breath. This was a job she'd long awaited, and one she'd called out all of her nanos for. Finally, her team had a place to call their own.

She looked out one of the sitting area's wide windows. It was a small, bungalow-styled house that rested near a cliffside. They wouldn't have many neighbors and the trails back to civilization were awful for any sizeable hovercar, but it was practically right by the beach and the view was enough to hike up the price. There was even a natural staircase leading down to the water.

Part of the reason she was able to get it for such a deal though was because it was one of those old, abandoned homes; a real fixer-upper. When she'd first inspected it, the porch practically rotted out from underneath her. The insulation was still a project that they were working on. It didn't have many rooms either, only really suitable for one or two people live in. Normally, anyway. Installing a nano station had solved that problem.

Besides, it took a lot of effort just to find a place that satisfied everyone: Someplace private, but not too far beyond the City. Someplace where they could be prepared for any disaster from a hurricane to a supervillain attack. Someplace where her nanos could let loose during training without setting anything on fire. And it all had to be in-budget. Silya had scrimped, saved, and made so many phone calls, but it had been worth it.

They'd finished most of the repairs early, and somehow without things escalating into an all-out brawl between her Dexter, Mandark, and Mojo nanos. Although she'd told them not to go overboard, she knew there were a few additions they had to be hiding from her and she'd counted more plugs than she remembered there being when she bought the house--not that she really could complain about that. Today was all about setting up the furniture.

She moved out of the way as her Blossom and Bubbles nanos, Saffron and Lemon, pushed a wood-framed sofa near the wall. Her Aku nano, Kuro, had taken off somewhere, and some of the others were hunting him down to drag him back to work. Her Numbuh Two nano, Swift, was leading the construction of a mini treehouse and various swings in the backyard. A few other members of her team were throwing together a simple lunch for when they could finally take a break.

Much to her surprise though, her Buttercup, Four Arms, and Demongo--Poppy, Clutch, and Aoi--nanos were sitting outside on the porch railing. While they were arguably the main trio she'd put together for missions, it was rare to see them spend time together otherwise. On top of that, it looked like they were just... talking. It wasn't normal for any of them to just sit still on any occasion.

Curious, Silya slid open the glass panel and stepped out. "You three better not be plotting something out here," she said, only half-joking.

To varying degrees, all three of them gave her a strange, almost upset look. She folded her arms over her chest, tapping a finger out of a sudden and awkward unease. What did I do to them?

"Are you really not going to sign back up?" asked Aoi.

Oh. So that's what this was about: Her term of service being over in the Fusion Fighters.

It was as good a time as any to bow out. The world's missing heroes had been found. She and the other fusion fighters had successfully prevented Fuse's physical manifestation on Earth. Waves of fresh recruits had started graduating from the Academy. The war still raged on, but the tide had definitely turned in Earth's favor. Considering that she was just a normal person before this whole mess started, Silya simply figured it was better to leave the fighting to the real heroes going forward.

Naturally, her team had mixed reactions to the news. Most of the ones modeled after said heroes themselves weren't eager to quit while others quietly accepted it. Eventually, most of them came around to the idea of living a peaceful life. They just wanted to know what the plan was next.

Well, she was still technically under Dexter's employment as one of his lab rats. She didn't know what she'd been working on though since many of his latest projects were for the war effort. The Academy had asked her if she'd like to stay and help train its recruits, but that didn't really interest her and wasn't all that much safer than being on the front lines. Silya still had her Spinal ARCH and she wanted to keep practicing with imaginary energy, but she didn't have a set goal for that yet. In the end, all she could tell them was that they'd all earned themselves a well-deserved vacation.

She had funds she could pull from for a little while. They'd saved a lot by handling the repairs on the house themselves and she still had many of many of the benefits that she'd gotten as a soldier. About the only significant thing she'd lost was use of the Resurrect 'Ems, and that didn't matter so long as she stayed out of danger.

Clearly though, some of her nanos were still unhappy with her decision. Aoi flew up to her face, "I never took you for a weakling."

Pressing a finger to his head, she pushed him back to give herself some space. "Civilian, Aoi. I was a civilian. Things are just going back to normal."

"How are you ok with that?" Poppy erupted, echoing the same argument that she and others had said when she initially told them she was leaving the force, "You saw what the future was like--we both did. It's the whole reason we joined in the first place!"

"We did our job. That future doesn't exist anymore." If it did, then most of the planet would be swimming in fusion matter right now. "It's time to let somebody else fight for a change."

Clutch joined the protest, "So? You're just leaving things half-finished. It's our job to fight!"

"And if we're not fusion fighters, I can't see the Great Demongo anymore!" Aoi fumed.

"I don't see how that's a bad thing," Silya countered, the fiery nano puffing his cheeks in anger at her reply.

She raised a hand to her forehead, where said demon had touched it nearly three months ago. It happened right before she'd set off to face his fusion. He'd given her 'a taste of ancient power,' as he'd explained it, transferring some of his infernal energy into her against her will. Whatever he'd done seemed to have finally worn off, but not before inviting a whole lot of trouble her way.

First was Kuro's accidental creation. Since Aku's tooth went missing during the battle, she assumed that whatever dark energy that Demongo had passed onto her had something to do with Kuro appearing out of nowhere. The entities were both, after all, from the Pit of Hate, and reports said that Aku's influence could easily spread to other beings like a virus, including through his minions. That left her with one story she couldn't easily explain to her fellow soldiers, one new nano that was the living embodiment of intrusive thoughts, and one near fight with Samurai Jack over whether or not the little guy should be allowed to live.

Then there was the newfound 'respect' she'd obtained from Demongo himself. From what she'd seen, that usually translated to having a target on your back. Both he and his fusion had given her the same, greedy look. Whatever Silya did with her life now, she didn't plan on ended up a part of either of their collections.

Maybe stepping away from being a soldier would make Demongo lose interest. If she had to fight him, she would without hesitation; however, it wasn't a fight she was likely to win, least of all by herself. Everyone understood that the demon was likely hiding his true power. Their truce and Samurai Jack's presence would only keep Aku's hungry dog at bay for so long.

Needless to say, she had enough on her plate to worry about even without having to race from one battlefield to the next.

Before their arguing could go any further, two of her other teammates popped outside to announce that lunch was ready. In the time since she'd stepped out, most of the living room furniture and kitchen appliances were already set. Her nanos had even gone ahead and gotten the TV installed, and were all gathering around it, debating what to watch with the meal.

Fitting enough, there was some kind of news program playing when Silya walked back in with a reporter talking about the large number of fusion fighters passing the baton to the Academy recruits. It wasn't just her: Several soldiers that had risen to fame during the war were stepping down from their positions and backing out of the spotlight. A few of them had even gone radio silent, likely not wanting to be bothered now that they finally had the chance to breathe.

If she was being completely honest with herself, leaving the Fusion Fighters was bittersweet, and she did feel a little uncertain about her decision. However, now that she'd made it, it wasn't something she could easily back out of. She was also worried about how some of her nanos seemed to think they only existed for the sake of the war, so in that sense, quitting early was good for them too. They all needed a break, and a chance to figure out what to do with their new beginning.

((Author's Note: Feel like I gotta say this, since this oneshot might seem out of nowhere and final. No, this is not me saying I'm backing out of the fandom or not many any stories going forward. This fic would actually take place during a transition between future arcs. It's a section I won't likely show otherwise besides the before and after, since this is a pretty quiet, slice-of-life moment with nothing going on. I was looking back at some of my old stuff and wanted to write something, so here we are.))

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