Iczer-one Fan Fiction ❯ Changing Tides ❯ Chapter 1

The night Sepia met her new partner Iczer Two, she was very perplexed by the cloning involved, how she was only half formed by her shoulders and spoke monotonously. Was it necessary to create a second Iczer One? It all seemed very bizarre. Everything the younger woman had to face in the course of one night was all simply too much to bear. It felt as though it was a bad dream. She wished it was a bad dream. On that very night, young Sepia slept alone, entangled in the sheets as if she was a frightened child without any comfort during harsh times, it seemed like only dreams could ease the new-found loneliness. She dreamed of her middle-aged lover, Cobalt, and yearned for such comfort against her anguish. When the orange-haired alien woke up the next morning, a cold, chilling breeze swept through her night clothes and the body of her beloved was no longer there, only an empty spot beside her. The wound was still fresh, it was unlikely the younger woman was to forget it overnight.

Enough of it... Sepia got out of bed and prepared herself for the long day ahead. For her duties as a commander, she looked over her subordinates' data charts concerning the Cthulhu invasion and sending off some of the vedims to Earth. The job was tedious, but Sepia wanted to be useful to her homeland, after all what good could she be if Sir Violet wanted to place her in this position in the first place? After a while, Sepia retired to the mess hall to eat a meal where thousands of other Cthulhu were present. As she managed to get her food, she stumbled upon the redhaired, older woman she encountered last night, sitting at her table in a black and blue suit. It was just last night that Sepia saw her in a glass tube regenerating. The redhaired alien noticed her bewildered stare and felt amused, "I've been wondering where you were, Sepia. At least I managed to find you here, come sit with me, please." The younger woman cleared her throat and sat next to her new partner, although she remained cautious and vigilant.

As the two women ate together among the clamor of other cadets, Sepia hesitantly broke the awkward situation, "S-so... what brings you here? How did you know where I was?" Iczer Two rolled her ruby eyes, "I asked around, simple as that. And there's no need to be nervous around me, although I understand how you feel losing your partner in such a way." The younger woman grimaced at the mention of her deceased partner. "Yeah... That can be hard. Likewise, I do not want to think about it anymore..." Then, Sepia felt a chill running at her spine only to realize that her new partner rubbed her back before throwing out her empty tray and walking towards the hallway. It was by instinct that Sepia also threw out her half-eaten food in the garbage to catch up to her.

"Wait, where are you going?" Sepia asked, catching her breath slightly. The older woman rose an eyebrow, "Well, I was hoping you'd show me the room we would be sharing." The younger woman bowed apologetically and lead her to her room that was upstairs. The room that was once Sepia and Colbalt's remained the same, a double bed by the door, along with a large living room with windows on full display of the cosmos, a small dining room, and an adjoining bathroom. The conditions impressed Iczer Two greatly as she never seen anything like it before, exploring every aspect of the room until her curiosity hit its peak. While Iczer Two was busy scanning the room, Sepia changed into her night wear in the bathroom, which was merely a light blue over-shirt and blue shorts. When she was done she looked to see that Iczer Two was sitting down on the couch, looking at a collection of accessories concealed in a glass container.

Sepia timidly spoke to catch her new partner's attention, "U-uhm... w-would you like something to drink or something...?" The red haired alien looked at the younger woman with a crafty smirk, "Maybe a glass of wine? If that's okay with you, of course." The orange haired alien blushed slightly at the suggestion, but did not think much of it. "S-sure," She went to the cabinet to get two wine glasses and into the refrigerator to get a chilled bottle of red wine, pouring a considerable amount into each glass on the table.

Then, she mustered up the courage to go over to the attractive woman, sitting down next to her while giving away her glass. Iczer Two smiled and thanked her for it, drinking some of it as she eyed the hesitant, nerve-wracking young woman. Sepia sighed deeply and drank more than her partner did before facing her. "I'm... I'm sorry about that," the younger woman slurred slightly, tears threatening to escape from her eyes, "It's been... too much to process lately... Losing my partner and getting a new one on the same night, it's... it's just... hard..." Iczer Two took the younger woman into her arms to ease her pain, stroking her hair and whispering words wanting to be heard, sometimes even slightly copping a feel during Sepia's drunken stupor. As Sepia's mind began to wander, she tilted her head up towards Iczer Two, wanting what wasn't really there as the gap between their lips closed in.

Iczer Two did not object to Sepia's sudden action, rather she pulled her closer, letting Sepia take the lead by pinning her down on the sofa for a brief moment until she felt uncomfortable being wedged between the younger woman's gripping legs and the restriction of the sofa and asked her for a more suitable piece of furniture. Sepia nodded faintly and clumsily tried to grab her new partner out of the sofa and into her bed, much to Iczer Two's amusement as she took over, gingerly grasping both of her hands and leading the drunk, younger woman to their destination.

As they stopped near her bed, Sepia brought Iczer Two into another kiss, it was not only passionate, but also other emotions came into play, most of them were fueled by anger and despair. The older woman retaliated by deepening the kiss and pushing her onto the bed, unzipping her suit with Sepia's help, and advanced towards the younger woman, who was partially undressed from her upper body. The flushed, younger woman tried to get rid of her shorts with her trembling hands, but her head was already swimming with numerous thoughts as the older woman had her mounted on like a lionness to a helpless antelope.

Feverish kisses and touches came into play. Iczer Two's free hand came slithering down to Sepia's shorts, tugging and stripping away at the fabric, alongside her wet panties to toss at the floor. Then, the redhaired gynoid eased down to her meek, vulnerable partner – their bodies molding into a pile of flesh among her splayed, red hair. The pile of flesh soon broke away into two, the older woman having to level herself down towards the sensitive heat of the younger woman – Sepia felt her partner's long, silky hair slipping between her fingers as if it were sand and imagined the whiteness of her much older lover's hair. It did not take long for the younger woman's drunk haze to succumb to a startling shock that came in between tension and relaxation, after quite some time the distinction between her deceased partner and her new partner was hard to make out. Did it even matter anymore?

Nevertheless, Sepia called out to whom she was most familiar with. As the excitement slowly burned out, she let her new partner ease back into her arms, while she knew it did not feel the same as it did with her previous partner, all she wanted was comfort from the arms of another.

Iczer Two looked at her partner's sleeping face, how peaceful and childlike it was... her long fingers stroked some of the orange strands away from her face, sometimes feeling the coarse, thin texture of her hair in between. She couldn't help but to wonder about their compatibility, whether or not it would be strong enough to defeat Iczer One and her human partner, whether or not it would be satisfactory for the both of them. After all, Sepia seems to still be attached to her previous partner in body and mind. The thoughts made it hard for the older woman to fall asleep, as a result she got out of the bed to take a shower and dressed herself back into her uniform.

Before she left, her eye caught a manila envelope by the kitchen table. As usual, Iczer Two was immediately taken by it, couldn't resist the insatiable curiosity of hers, and walked by the kitchen table to take a closer look at it. The moment her gloved hands touched the surface of the envelope, she instinctively opened it and stared at the photos of the blond-haired gynoid clad in that pink jumpsuit, black underwear, and upper body armor named Iczer One, the woman she's supposed to fight up against. She felt amused by the way she looked.

What a ridiculous looking uniform. And that... hair... Is she making a poor imitation of those wretched humans? Ha, what a joke!

Then, she flipped through a few other photos that had a Japanese schoolgirl wearing an ordinary, modest uniform, black hair and blue eyes and another photo having her with a rather skimpy looking uniform in pink and yellow. The human girl was named Nagisa Kano, so the report said. Iczer Two admitted to herself that Nagisa had a certain mystery around her, wondering why did Iczer One chose her as a partner, at the same time the human girl did have that certain appeal to her. In both their reports, it's been said that there's a strain in their compatibility as often there were fights between the two of them. A fascinating grin twitched at the gynoid's lips, something in her mind told her that Iczer One may be too lenient and soft on Nagisa. Maybe Nagisa wants to crave someone who would help her build character. She had almost forgotten someone like Sepia, likewise she wouldn't mind having to yank a few collars. After all, such a thing might be fun to do. With that, she left Sepia's apartment without notifying her leaving.

By the time Sepia woke up the next morning, she saw that her bed was empty again. Her hand reached out to touch the spot and instead of the cold emptiness it once had, the spot was wet. She briefly inhaled the accompanying pillow, which had a faint odor of musk. It was not a dream after all. That was the part that made the younger woman all the more depressed. Nevertheless, she did not want to feel as if she was incompetent, so she continued her daily routine: a quick shower, eat breakfast, dress formally, and report to duty.

However, Sepia's daily routine was unusual. What appeared her normal routine of looking over her subordinates' shoulders about the invasion, her new partner came into her mind at each waking moment – what she could be doing, what she could be thinking, and most importantly, what could she possibly want from a meek woman like herself? Those thoughts became prominent when Sir Violet came to speak about her progress with Iczer Two, in which the mention of her impulsive behaviour somewhat came to mind rather vaguely, much to Sepia's uneasiness where she was at lost for words, yet her superior wished for the best for her and Iczer Two, hoping that they would eventually come to terms about their sudden and strained partnership. Sepia spent the rest of her day in a tizzy about her partner's whereabouts.

By the time the evening came, Sepia went to her room, somewhat expecting her new partner to surprise her in some way. When she entered her room, she saw the blue and black uniform belonging to Iczer Two on the hamper, her suspicion rose up when she heard a woman humming in the bathroom. Sepia approached the open door, only to see a flash of long red hair and a slender frame. Iczer Two's long ears perked at the younger woman's presence and turned around to face her with a sly smirk.

"Hello there, sweetie." She cooed as she wrapped the towel around herself and followed the flustered, younger woman to her living room. Sepia couldn't help but to salute her partner by pounding her fist to her right side as by means of respective professionalism and yet only managed to stumble upon her choice of words. The older woman was amused by her embarrassment. She took a bold step towards the younger woman and narrowed in for the kill, capturing her lips with her own.

It did not take long for the flame to spark again – as soon as Iczer Two found the front zipper of her partner's suit, she took it firmly and pulled it down until it reached her midsection. She helped her strip of the bothersome suit fully, but never letting her take the lead on her towel. By the time the redhaired gynoid had her on the bed, the towel came off. Just like last night, she was the one to take the lead, more willingly than anything else.