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The Whispered Serenade Chapter 1: Introductions to a Broken World
Phase_01: Let the Panic Commence.
Jer here. Here’s the next Chapter. Please keep in mind in this fanfiction, the chapters are actually the bigger separations in this case. Phases are like regular chapters. With that in mind, here’s something else I don’t want to bother with but I have to, the disclaimer. I do not own Azumanga Daioh, Full Metal Panic, or anything like that. I do however own Jer and the Matadore Dragons. By the way, The full title of this fanfiction is Full Metal Panic 3: The Whispered Serenade. Tomorrow from Full Metal Panic 1 would be the opening theme, and the ending is Take me out to Mariana Trench from FMP. Let’s begin now, shall we.
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Italicized words are narration.
<>words are in a language besides Japanese.
It’s been a really long time since I’ve been here in Japan. About 14 years if I remember right. I finally get to see mom again after these weeks of who knows what. To be honest, even I don’t know what I’ve been doing lately. I know it sounds strange, but there are lots of times I don’t remember lately, sometimes hours, sometimes days, sometimes even months. Whenever I do regain consciousness, so to speak, I often wake up with blood on my hands and people weeping and calling me things like “Inhuman beast” and “Heartless bastard”. Some have gone as far as to try to kill me. I wish I knew what I’ve done to deserve all of that. Oh, my plane’s landing.
A plane arrives at the Tokyo international airport. All of the passengers file out, the last one being a boy, about 15 years old, with black spiky hair and green eyes. He had a peculiar cross-shaped scar on his right cheek, and came out to about 5'11". He had a pretty gentle air about him, even though he appeared to be built to fight. His eyes showed he was obviously sad about something.
“Mister, mister.” A little girl walked up to him and tugged on his shirt.
“Oh, what do you want, Miss.” For not living in Japan, he spoke very fluent Japanese.
“Can you help me find my big sister?” the little girl asked.
“Didn’t your mom tell you not to talk to strangers?” He asked inquisitively.
“Maybe we can introduce ourselves and we won’t be strangers anymore.” She responded.
“Very well then. My name is Jeremy... Jeremy Williams. My friends call me Jer for short.”
“My name is Tomoko. Can you please help me find my big sister now? Her name is Sakaki... Sakaki Kagura.” Tomoko asked once more.
“Well, sure, but stay close to me. I need to find my mother anyway. She should be somewhere in this airport.” Jer replied.
Well, now you know my name at least. I was born in Kyoto, but then my parents decided to move away from Japan to get away from the publicity they were getting, especially now that mom has a kid. I used to have a little sister, but... she no longer walks among the living.
After a little more searching, Jer and Tomoko run into a group of girls that looked about his age that were all wearing what appeared to be red long-sleeved school uniforms.
‘Maybe one of those girls can help me.’ Jer thought.
Jer said, accidentally switching to English instead of Japanese. He received confused stares from the girls. “Huh? Oh right, I accidentally switched to using English instead of Japanese.”
Jer repeated what he said the first time in Japanese. “Well, that depends.” A teenage Japanese girl, about 5'6" and short black hair began. “You’re not going to say something dumb like, “Can you girls introduce me to God, since you’re all angels.” Or some dumb shit like that, are you?”
“What kind of idiot says something lame like that? I’m just trying to help this little girl I found when I got off of my plane find her big sister. I believe she said her sister’s name was Sakaki.”
“Well, my name is Sakaki, maybe she’s looking for me.” A taller girl, a little taller than Jer with black hair reaching down to her lower back, spoke up.
“BIG SISTER!!!” Tomoko shouted. “I’m happy to see you too.” Sakaki replied. “To be honest, I also want to ask if you’ve seen a woman, about 5'7", long blue hair, easily angered, brown eyes, and should be wearing a red ribbon in her hair.” Jer said.
“...Ohh, I remember seeing a woman like that pass by. I think she’s in the bathroom. Just goes to show, airline food is bad, plane or not.” Yet another black-haired Japanese girl, this one about 5'5" and the hair only reaches her shoulders. Her purple eyes showed a hint of sadness, just like Jer’s green eyes do.
A shout was then heard from the bathroom. “You sick bastard. Get out of the girl’s bathroom before I pull out my hammer.” “Umm, I think that just might be her.” Jer said, embarrassed. Soon, a woman, just as Jer described exited the woman’s bathroom, holding a delinquent by the underwear and then she hammered him into the skyline. “Matadore Dragons, yeah right. Mega-dopey1 perverts is more like it.” The woman could be heard saying. “Good riddens to bad rubbish.”
“Um, mom, I thought you said you’d meet at the area I actually got off the plane. I was looking for you.” Jer said. “Jer, honey, there’s truth to that don’t eat airline food rumor. It really will make you sick, big time.”Jer’s mom replied. “Oh, and who are your friends?” “Oh, I don’t know them just yet. I just helped Tomoko here...” He pointed to Tomoko, “Find her big sister. I don’t even know the names of the other girls.”Jer said. “In that case, why don’t I introduce us.” the girl with purple said. “My name is Ayumu, but everyone calls me Osaka for some reason. The girl with glasses is Yomi. She’s...” “Concerned about her weight?” Jer asked. “How did you know?” “Let’s just say there’s a lot of things I can tell just by looking at a person.” “Oh, well, anyway, the girl to my left is Tomo. She’s probably got that ADD thing. On my right is Kaorin. She’s a bit suspicious about most boys, especially ones she doesn’t know. Next to Sakaki is Kagura. She’s the tomboy of the group.” “Hiya.” Kagura says. “Say, who’s the little girl?” Jer asked. “I knew it. You’re a pervert and a pedophile.” “ Calm down. I can’t address her by name, you know.” Jer said. “This is Chiyo-chan. She’s only 11, but she’s already a sophomore in high school2. That probably seems strange, huh?”Ayumu finished. “Not really. I remember 3 or 4 years ago, I had a 7 year-old in my class. I was in some advanced classes, actually. I wonder what happened to that strange little girl.” Jer replied.
“Jeremy, we’re heading home now, come on.” Jer’s mom finally said. “Okay, mom. Pleasure meeting you, ladies. Thanks for the help.” Jer called out. Jer and his mom then walked off. Everybody stood quiet, just thinking.
‘I wonder if my uncle’s ever gonna get here?’ Yomi thought. ‘He can’t fool me. I know he’s up to something. The question is what. What is he hiding?’ Kaorin was thinking. ‘What would happen if I tried to blow Chiyo-chan up like a balloon and stick a pin in her?’ Tomo’s always the oddball one. ‘That boy seemed so sad. I wonder why’ Chiyo thought. ‘Tomoko’s safe, but why did I bring her in the first place? I guess it was just spur of the moment.’ Sakaki, the silent one’s thoughts, they were. ‘I hope we can play together again soon, Mister Jer.’ Tomoko’s thoughts read. Ayumu was locked far deeper in thought than the other girls. “What did he mean by sometimes you can tell many things just by looking? Why was there a flash of light not too long before he said that? Why is my heart beating so fast, and why does he seem so... familiar, like a long, lost, friend?’
Jer and his mother were well on their way home when he started thinking. ‘That Ayumu girl definitely seems familiar, but from where3? There’s no reason I should know her at all. All I know is, She just might be the one who can ease my heartache at last.’ At that point, Jer arrived home and went straight to bed. He had school tomorrow and didn’t want to be late the first day.
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Anyway, that’s phase 1 and it’s time to cover a few notes:
1.Mega- Dopey perverts: pronounce dopey as if it were “Dough-Pay”
2.Sophomore: I’m using an American style school system.
3.Where: They have met before, but I won’t tell you how just yet.
Anyway, here’s a preview for Phase 2:
Jer: Next time on Full Metal Panic 3: The Whispered Serenade, It’s my first day at Soramimi High and already things are messed up. Between alcoholics who shouldn’t be teaching and perverts who shouldn’t be let within a kilometer of highschool girls, the staff leaves a lot to be desired. But when a group of thugs called the Matadore Dragons come by for a little visit, I... (voice and eye color become icy.) Will show them what it means to mess with the Black Dragon.
Ayumu: Please tune in, and don’t forget to R/R.
Phase_01: Let the Panic Commence.
Jer here. Here’s the next Chapter. Please keep in mind in this fanfiction, the chapters are actually the bigger separations in this case. Phases are like regular chapters. With that in mind, here’s something else I don’t want to bother with but I have to, the disclaimer. I do not own Azumanga Daioh, Full Metal Panic, or anything like that. I do however own Jer and the Matadore Dragons. By the way, The full title of this fanfiction is Full Metal Panic 3: The Whispered Serenade. Tomorrow from Full Metal Panic 1 would be the opening theme, and the ending is Take me out to Mariana Trench from FMP. Let’s begin now, shall we.
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Italicized words are narration.
<>words are in a language besides Japanese.
It’s been a really long time since I’ve been here in Japan. About 14 years if I remember right. I finally get to see mom again after these weeks of who knows what. To be honest, even I don’t know what I’ve been doing lately. I know it sounds strange, but there are lots of times I don’t remember lately, sometimes hours, sometimes days, sometimes even months. Whenever I do regain consciousness, so to speak, I often wake up with blood on my hands and people weeping and calling me things like “Inhuman beast” and “Heartless bastard”. Some have gone as far as to try to kill me. I wish I knew what I’ve done to deserve all of that. Oh, my plane’s landing.
A plane arrives at the Tokyo international airport. All of the passengers file out, the last one being a boy, about 15 years old, with black spiky hair and green eyes. He had a peculiar cross-shaped scar on his right cheek, and came out to about 5'11". He had a pretty gentle air about him, even though he appeared to be built to fight. His eyes showed he was obviously sad about something.
“Mister, mister.” A little girl walked up to him and tugged on his shirt.
“Oh, what do you want, Miss.” For not living in Japan, he spoke very fluent Japanese.
“Can you help me find my big sister?” the little girl asked.
“Didn’t your mom tell you not to talk to strangers?” He asked inquisitively.
“Maybe we can introduce ourselves and we won’t be strangers anymore.” She responded.
“Very well then. My name is Jeremy... Jeremy Williams. My friends call me Jer for short.”
“My name is Tomoko. Can you please help me find my big sister now? Her name is Sakaki... Sakaki Kagura.” Tomoko asked once more.
“Well, sure, but stay close to me. I need to find my mother anyway. She should be somewhere in this airport.” Jer replied.
Well, now you know my name at least. I was born in Kyoto, but then my parents decided to move away from Japan to get away from the publicity they were getting, especially now that mom has a kid. I used to have a little sister, but... she no longer walks among the living.
After a little more searching, Jer and Tomoko run into a group of girls that looked about his age that were all wearing what appeared to be red long-sleeved school uniforms.
‘Maybe one of those girls can help me.’ Jer thought.
Jer said, accidentally switching to English instead of Japanese. He received confused stares from the girls. “Huh? Oh right, I accidentally switched to using English instead of Japanese.”
Jer repeated what he said the first time in Japanese. “Well, that depends.” A teenage Japanese girl, about 5'6" and short black hair began. “You’re not going to say something dumb like, “Can you girls introduce me to God, since you’re all angels.” Or some dumb shit like that, are you?”
“What kind of idiot says something lame like that? I’m just trying to help this little girl I found when I got off of my plane find her big sister. I believe she said her sister’s name was Sakaki.”
“Well, my name is Sakaki, maybe she’s looking for me.” A taller girl, a little taller than Jer with black hair reaching down to her lower back, spoke up.
“BIG SISTER!!!” Tomoko shouted. “I’m happy to see you too.” Sakaki replied. “To be honest, I also want to ask if you’ve seen a woman, about 5'7", long blue hair, easily angered, brown eyes, and should be wearing a red ribbon in her hair.” Jer said.
“...Ohh, I remember seeing a woman like that pass by. I think she’s in the bathroom. Just goes to show, airline food is bad, plane or not.” Yet another black-haired Japanese girl, this one about 5'5" and the hair only reaches her shoulders. Her purple eyes showed a hint of sadness, just like Jer’s green eyes do.
A shout was then heard from the bathroom. “You sick bastard. Get out of the girl’s bathroom before I pull out my hammer.” “Umm, I think that just might be her.” Jer said, embarrassed. Soon, a woman, just as Jer described exited the woman’s bathroom, holding a delinquent by the underwear and then she hammered him into the skyline. “Matadore Dragons, yeah right. Mega-dopey1 perverts is more like it.” The woman could be heard saying. “Good riddens to bad rubbish.”
“Um, mom, I thought you said you’d meet at the area I actually got off the plane. I was looking for you.” Jer said. “Jer, honey, there’s truth to that don’t eat airline food rumor. It really will make you sick, big time.”Jer’s mom replied. “Oh, and who are your friends?” “Oh, I don’t know them just yet. I just helped Tomoko here...” He pointed to Tomoko, “Find her big sister. I don’t even know the names of the other girls.”Jer said. “In that case, why don’t I introduce us.” the girl with purple said. “My name is Ayumu, but everyone calls me Osaka for some reason. The girl with glasses is Yomi. She’s...” “Concerned about her weight?” Jer asked. “How did you know?” “Let’s just say there’s a lot of things I can tell just by looking at a person.” “Oh, well, anyway, the girl to my left is Tomo. She’s probably got that ADD thing. On my right is Kaorin. She’s a bit suspicious about most boys, especially ones she doesn’t know. Next to Sakaki is Kagura. She’s the tomboy of the group.” “Hiya.” Kagura says. “Say, who’s the little girl?” Jer asked. “I knew it. You’re a pervert and a pedophile.” “ Calm down. I can’t address her by name, you know.” Jer said. “This is Chiyo-chan. She’s only 11, but she’s already a sophomore in high school2. That probably seems strange, huh?”Ayumu finished. “Not really. I remember 3 or 4 years ago, I had a 7 year-old in my class. I was in some advanced classes, actually. I wonder what happened to that strange little girl.” Jer replied.
“Jeremy, we’re heading home now, come on.” Jer’s mom finally said. “Okay, mom. Pleasure meeting you, ladies. Thanks for the help.” Jer called out. Jer and his mom then walked off. Everybody stood quiet, just thinking.
‘I wonder if my uncle’s ever gonna get here?’ Yomi thought. ‘He can’t fool me. I know he’s up to something. The question is what. What is he hiding?’ Kaorin was thinking. ‘What would happen if I tried to blow Chiyo-chan up like a balloon and stick a pin in her?’ Tomo’s always the oddball one. ‘That boy seemed so sad. I wonder why’ Chiyo thought. ‘Tomoko’s safe, but why did I bring her in the first place? I guess it was just spur of the moment.’ Sakaki, the silent one’s thoughts, they were. ‘I hope we can play together again soon, Mister Jer.’ Tomoko’s thoughts read. Ayumu was locked far deeper in thought than the other girls. “What did he mean by sometimes you can tell many things just by looking? Why was there a flash of light not too long before he said that? Why is my heart beating so fast, and why does he seem so... familiar, like a long, lost, friend?’
Jer and his mother were well on their way home when he started thinking. ‘That Ayumu girl definitely seems familiar, but from where3? There’s no reason I should know her at all. All I know is, She just might be the one who can ease my heartache at last.’ At that point, Jer arrived home and went straight to bed. He had school tomorrow and didn’t want to be late the first day.
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Anyway, that’s phase 1 and it’s time to cover a few notes:
1.Mega- Dopey perverts: pronounce dopey as if it were “Dough-Pay”
2.Sophomore: I’m using an American style school system.
3.Where: They have met before, but I won’t tell you how just yet.
Anyway, here’s a preview for Phase 2:
Jer: Next time on Full Metal Panic 3: The Whispered Serenade, It’s my first day at Soramimi High and already things are messed up. Between alcoholics who shouldn’t be teaching and perverts who shouldn’t be let within a kilometer of highschool girls, the staff leaves a lot to be desired. But when a group of thugs called the Matadore Dragons come by for a little visit, I... (voice and eye color become icy.) Will show them what it means to mess with the Black Dragon.
Ayumu: Please tune in, and don’t forget to R/R.