This is going to be a loong story I've written together with Blau Sturm. The idea originated from him, but we figured the whole story out together after I watched Nanoha. There are at least two more parts coming. Any feedback or comments are appreciated :)

Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha SnufferS

Episode One

It wasn’t that unusual for the mages gathered in the room to meet together – they all worked in the same unit, after all. Nanoha Takamachi and Fate Testarossa-Harlaown were bundled against each other on a couch, the pair radiating love onto all the others in the room as they cuddled. Signum and Shamal were both sitting on a opposite ends of a couch, with space left in between them. Subaru Nakajima and Teana Lanster were holding hands as the two younger girls sat on a pair of chairs extremely close to each other. Most of the mages in the room were wearing their official Riot Force 6 uniform – a brown jacket over a white shirt, a brown skirt and thighs of various length. Nanoha was wearing her Air Force instructor uniform instead – her jacket was white, her skirt blue, and a black belt was holding it together at her waist. All of them were now tightly watching the screens in the room, which were showing their commander, Hayate Yagami. The officially dressed woman was now standing on a platform raised in some conference room she rented just for this event.

Hayate watched the clock in the main conference room. As soon as it hit the full hour, she activated her microphone and began speaking:

“Hello everybody! My name is Yagami Hayate, the chief of the 6th Mobile Division of the Administrative Bureau.” She stopped for a moment to let the applause die out. “Today I’m here to announce a change in the Bureau’s policy. More details will be available afterwards, but the main idea was to reduce the amount of mages in active duty.” The gathered people started talking now, so Hayate spoke louder: “And to show my full compliance and support of the policy, I decided to start it off with a few executions of some of my unit’s mages!” Hayate enthusiastically finished speaking, and let the commotion in the room sort itself out as she headed backstage.



She was a bit disappointed by the reaction to her words. Fate and Nanoha continued their cuddling on their sofa while Signum stayed motionless on her couch. Shamal seemed a bit concerned, but only Subaru and Teana looked really moved. The pair was looking into each other’s eyes, with fear and love visible clearly in both of them.

“What’s with the long faces everybody? I was sure someone here would be excited to volunteer to be the first one to die!” Hayate cheerfully asked the group as she clapped her hands. Since no one reacted, she called a more stern look onto her face as she looked around. Fine! If they don’t want to do it, she can make them do it! She considered ordering one of the young Forwards to go first, but her eyes returned to her most loyal knight, and she knew what to do.



“Signum. I want you to go there and start it all off.” Hayate told the pink-haired swordswoman. Signum stood up, and began to walk towards the exit. “You’re going to commit seppuku, okay?” The Belkan knight nodded, while answering: “As you wish, my lady.”

However, as Signum neared the exit, Hayate placed a hand on her shoulder. “Don’t be silly, Signum. Away with those clothes!” She told her with a mischievous smile. Signum stopped in place, not fully believing her master. It was one thing to die for her master, she’d gladly give her life away for her – but exposing herself in front of all these people?

Hayate sensed the hesitation of her knight, but decided to carry on with it. Her hands undid Signum’s brown jacket, and with some magic enchanting her hands she tore it away. She let the scraps drop to the floor, then grabbed the white shirt underneath and started undoing the buttons on it as well. However, Signum’s hands stopped her. “There’s no need for that. I’ll take it off myself.” After all, her master’s wishes were absolute. The shirt joined the scraps on the ground, revealing she wore no bra underneath. Her shapely breasts – the largest of all the girls present – bounced a bit as she squatted to slide her skirt off her feet.



When Signum stood up, she noticed her master had also taken her jacket off – she kept her shirt on for now though. “Keep the thighs on for now.” Hayate told her as her hands locked themselves onto Signum’s tits. Signum couldn’t help letting out a slight gasp. Hayate loved to play with the bodies of all her female guardians, so Signum was accustomed to that. This time, Hayate’s hands groped her harder than usual – Signum understood that Hayate was saying goodbye to her, and her stoic façade broke for a moment. She calmed down almost instantly, and after Hayate let go of her, she walked through the door. After she ascended the steps, she heard Hayate walking up stage as well behind her.

The brown haired mage handed her a knife. Signum could tell just how sharp it was just by looking at it. She steadied her mind as the finality of what she was about to do settled in. After becoming mortal with all the other Wolkenritter, she had a few near-death experiences, but never before was she certain that she wouldn’t survive the next one.



She walked to the center of the stage, lining herself up with all the cameras as she believed that’s what Hayate would want. As she dropped to her knees, suddenly she felt a hand feeling up her back. She turned to see her master standing over her, with a playful smile on her face. Signum realized that her seppuku might be a little harder than she expected as Hayate bent over her, groping one of her tits again with her second hand.

Signum took a deep breath to steady herself, trying to ignore what Hayate was doing. Hayate’s hand was trailing down the curve of her back. Signum reaffirmed the grip on the knife, holding the handle with both of her hands. She lined up the knife with a spot on the right side of her abdomen, the cold tip of the knife sending a chill through her body.



Just as Signum was to shove it in, Hayate’s fingers grasped the hem of Signum’s pink thighs. She pulled them down with one hand all the way down to her knees. The other hand immediately delved into her exposed pussy since Signum didn’t wear any panties. The sudden intimacy surprised her, causing her to jump up and move the knife away from its spot.

Hayate moved her fingers inside Signum a bit, impressed that she managed to stay very still as she did. “If that’s the case, I’ll just have to try harder.” She thought to herself as she removed her fingers and moved them to her mouth. She licked them for a moment, then moved them to the buttons of her white shirt. She wouldn’t want it to get dirty, after all. With a few quick moves she undid the buttons, and took the shirt off, throwing it towards the stairs leading backstage. Since she wore no bra as well – a policy she enforced on most of her subordinates – her breasts, only a bit smaller than Signum’s, were set free. Then, she laid on her back on the stage, behind Signum’s back so that she couldn’t see her, and moved backawrds with her head sliding in between Signum’s legs.

The Belkan swordswoman didn’t know what Hayate was doing, but she welcomed a brief respite from Hayate’s touch. She moved the knife to the spot on her abdomen. This time she let the knife sink a bit into her skin, sending a trickle of blood down at Hayate’s face. As Signum pushed the knife further in, Hayate rose her head, with her mouth burying itself into Signum’s snatch.

Signum couldn’t help but moan as her hips moved on her own, bucking against Hayate’s face. Her grip on the knife weakened, and the sharp pain of it cutting through her flesh snapped her back to reality. The knife cut in the right direction, so she was at least lucky in that manner. She forced herself to focus, strengthening her grip on the knife again. She began to cut herself open, with the pain being held back by the pleasure Hayate was providing her.



Hayate was able to watch the knife as it moved to the side, with droplets of blood dropping on her face and hair as she lapped away at Signum’s slit. The slowly increasing amount of juices wetting her face, and the fact that Signum’s hips twitched more and more often, were both convincing her that she was doing a good job at it. Her own clit was aching now, but she knew Signum deserved her attention more, and she need to hold on to her butt with both of her hands so that she could continue eating her out.

Signum’s hands were shaking as she struggled to stay focused. What was supposed to be a straight red line across her belly was more of a serpentine, but she never let go of the handle. It took her only a few more moments to finish the cut, and she let go of the knife with a satisfied outcry. Her hands hung limply at her sides, exhausted, but she wasn’t out of energy yet. With the cut finished, she relaxed herself a bit and let herself enjoy what would soon become the last orgasm of her life.

Hayate saw Signum let go of the knife, and with her body loosened it didn’t take long for Signum to cum. Hayate’s face was sprayed with Signum’s cunt honey as the pink-haired woman finally came. Hayate felt satisfied as she could tell it was a really powerful orgasm. Even with her work done, she decided to just lay where she was. She wanted to feel Signum die, and it was a perfect position for that.



In the room backstage, all the women were watching the seppuku closely. Shamal had pain written out all over her face as she watched her fellow Wolkenritter slowly dying. Teana and Subaru both had their eyes glued to the screen, not wanting to miss even a single moment of that. The pair moved into one chair and embraced tightly. They were both shaken by the sight of one of their mentor figures naked and on her knees, about to die.

“Typical Hayate,” Nanoha remarked with a bemused smile on her face. “She may have basically condemned a fair number of us to death, but at least she wants us to feel good as we die.”

“True,” Fate replied. “Not to mention I think she’s getting off on it a bit, too.” Her expression shifted to a more concerned one as she noticed just how much pain Signum was now in. Her numerous friendly duels with her let Fate tell what she was feeling even as Signum’s face showed no sign of pain.

“I’ll go and help her now.” She told Nanoha, and her lover smiled and nodded at her. Nanoha hugged her, then let go of her. Fate got up, activating her Device as she walked through the door.



Signum was able to catch a glimpse of Fate walking out, Bardiche in his basic Assault Mode in her hand. She gave her, a soft smile, trusting her friendly rival knew just how much pain she was in. “Thank you, Testarossa,” she whispered, bending backwards and outstretching her neck, preparing herself for the strike.

“You’re welcome, Signum,” Fate whispered back. “I’ll see you again soon.” As there was nothing more that needed to be said, Fate lined Bardiche’s axe blade up with Signum’s neck. She rose him him up above her head, then swung down, easily decapitating the pink-haired Knight. The downward momentum carried the axe downwards, and Fate barely managed to deactivate Bardiche just before it sunk into Hayate’s belly. The disabled form of her weapon still hit Hayate, but her brown-haired friend didn’t seem to mind.

Signum’s head fell away from her body, bouncing off of Hayate’s chest before landing on the stage. Both the falling head and the neck stump sprayed blood onto her. Hayate watched with glee as her chest was stained a deep crimson before finally getting out from under Signum’s collapsing body. As she got up, she gave Fate an encouraging nod, already knowing why she decided to walk onto the stage.



Fate nodded back, picking up the triangular golden pendant that was Bardiche’s inactive form, before passing it off to Hayate. “I’m going next, so I won’t need him anymore,” she said to her friend. She held a deep respect for Signum, so it made sense to follow her. Plus, she’d had a brief conversation with Nanoha about it even as they’d watched Signum cut herself open, and the conclusion that she’d follow her was pretty obvious to them.

Hayate grasped the pendant tightly while pressing it against her blood covered chest, and headed for the door. As she was leaving, she could hear Fate’s voice sounding all over the room:

“My name is Fate Testarossa-Harlaown. I shall be the next Riot Force 6 mage to die here.”



Hayate put Fate’s device down on one of the tables, then settled onto her couch, next to the still shaken Shamal. She used her Device to open up a communication channel to Riot Force 6’s mechanic, Shario Finieno. The mechanic’s face appeared in front of her, and Hayate noted that Shari was red in her face. A moan escaped her lips before the mechanic opened her glasses-covered eyes, and when she noticed Hayate she immediately snapped into a more formal position. “Hello Shari. I assume you already know what’s happening here. Did you prepare the gallows as I asked you to?”

She could hear Shari’s rapid breaths slowly calming down before the mechanic smiled proudly. “They’re already on their way there. They’ll arrive any moment now.”

“Thanks for that, then. Enjoy yourself while watching the show!” Hayate told Shari before ending the call. She could see Shari’s face flushing red as she heard that. She knew Fate’s assistant must have been touching herself when she called her, and that reminded her of her own arousal. She quickly curled her feet up onto the coach, removed her brown shoes, then pulled the skirt down her legs and off her feet. She then moved her legs back to the floor, spread them a little, and pulled her white thighs down as well. Her fingers traced the skin around her pussy as her eyes wandered around the room. Subaru and Teana were still glued to each other, and Nanoha stood up the moment she saw the assistants carrying the gallows go onto the stage, walking just behind them. Hayate then looked at Shamal, and decided she needed to cheer up. There was one distraction that she could think of right away…



“Shamal, come here.” Hayate asked the blonde knight. Shamal jumped up a bit, snapping out of whatever was troubling her. As she saw Hayate’s exposed slit, she knew what she had to do without any further words. The support mage went down to her knees in front of Hayate, and her tongue went straight into Hayate’s cunt. Hayate’s eyes snapped back towards the screen showing the view of the stage.

Out there, Fate had just concluded that she should die naked as well as she watched the assistants who brought in the gallows take Signum’s body and head with them. She quickly undid the buttons of her brown jacket, and as she took it off Nanoha realized what she was doing. When Fate was undoing the buttons of her shirt, Nanoha grabbed her skirt and pulled it down along with her brown thighs. As Fate’s huge boobs were freed, she kicked her black heels off her feet, allowing Nanoha to pull both the skirt and the legwear off.



Now that Fate was completely naked, she turned towards the gallows, but was stopped by Nanoha’s gentle voice:

“If you’re naked, then it makes no sense for me to stay clothed.” Her lover told her quietly before taking off her white jacket. Fate watched her take off her shirt as well, looking at the breasts she used to fondle daily as Nanoha exposed them. Her short blue skirt followed suit soon, exposing Nanoha’s crotch. Nanoha decided to keep her white overknee socks and her white shoes, as well as the pendant with her Device on, then signalled to Fate that she still wasn’t ready. She wanted to cast one final spell on Fate before she died.

Nanoha walked behind Fate and pulled her lover’s wrists together behind her back. “Raging Heart?” she asked.

<Restrict Lock> the Device intoned, flashing once as pink bands of magical energy appeared, binding Fate’s wrists together.

Only Nanoha could detect the slight twinge of fear in Fate’s body as her wrists were bound, but she didn’t pay it any mind - there was no turning back now.



Slowly, reluctantly, Nanoha led her condemned lover up the steps to the gallows. Fate’s eyes were beginning to glisten with tears as she took her position under the noose, and from how her vision was beginning to blur, Nanoha knew her eyes were watering, too. She took the noose, gently slipped it around her lover’s neck, tightened it, and then impulsively pulled herself to Fate, embracing her tightly and claiming her lips in one final, passionate kiss.

The pair stayed in that position for a few moments, but eventually Fate broke the kiss. Tears ran freely across Nanoha’s face as she touched Fate’s face for the final time, then took the steps down from the gallows. She walked around to the front, and her eyes locked with Fate’s again. The pair shared countless emotions through these, but Hayate decided they had enough time for that. Since the people preparing the gallows gave her a way to trigger the trapdoor, she opened it while moaning because of Shamal’s tongue.



Fate’s eyes widened as she felt the trapdoor open underneath her. Her bare feet slid down the wooden board as it opened, and then for a brief moment she fell. The noose cut off her breath straight away, and her mouth opened trying to catch some air. Nanoha’s spell bound her hands tightly together, but her legs were free to kick as she swung from one side to another. The noose was slowly crushing her windpipe, and Fate’s face turned a bright shade of red that contrasted with her long blonde hair.

Nanoha watched her lover tightly, catching every small twitch and move of Fate’s body. Her hands were both locked over her pendant, and it was obvious she was having second thoughts about just letting her lover die.



“You know what’d be great? If you ate Fate out as she’s hanging. We both know that she wants you to do it.” Hayate’s voice rang out in Nanoha’s head, the captain contacting her telepathically not to draw any attention from Fate’s hanging.

“In front of all these people?” Nanoha answered her, not wanting to do such an act with the whole room watching her.

“It’s not important. What matters is bringing pleasure to your lover for the final time. And I’m sure it will also distract her from the hanging, and probably you as well.” Hayate replied, hoping it was enough to convince Nanoha.



Nanoha still wasn’t quite convinced, but Hayate did make a fair bit of sense, so she decided to do it anyway, walking up to Fate as she hung. Her pussy was just a bit too low for Nanoha to reach comfortably, so instead, she ducked down, pulled Fate’s legs over her shoulders, and came back up, pushing Fate up enough that she was just barely able to take in small gasps of air, while still feeling the bite of the rope around her neck, even as Nanoha bent in to lick at Fate’s slit.

Fate watched Nanoha as she approached, but her mind was clouded with pain so she didn’t get what she was doing until Nanoha started eating her out. The air she was able to get now provided her with just enough oxygen that her state remained stable. She crossed her legs around Nanoha’s neck as the pleasure started to outweigh the pain she was in. Soon enough the lack of air was only a distant concern in her mind, and the pain she was feeling only accentuated the pleasure Nanoha was giving her.

As Nanoha continued to eat Fate out, her mind made an off-hand remark that Hayate was right. Fate’s pussy tasted as great as always. Her smell and her strong legs were enough to make her completely forget about the hanging, losing herself in the act. She only stopped when she felt Fate’s hot juices squirting all over her face. The weight of the situation settled in once again as she remembered where she was. She removed her head and looked at Fate’s face that was still showing her orgasmic bliss. After seeing it, Nanoha untangled Fate’s legs, and let her drop again.



As the afterglow of her orgasm slowly disappeared from her mind, Fate found herself in terrible pain again. Even with her senses numbed, the burning in her chest caused by the lack of oxygen was something she couldn’t ignore. Her legs were jerking wildly again, forcing Nanoha to take a step back so that she didn’t get hit. Fate’s legs followed up with a few more strong kicks, but most of her strength was gone now. All she could see now was just Nanoha’s naked form watching her from below. In her mind she thanked her for all the years they spent together, and then passed away.

As Fate finally slumped in the noose, her eyes glazing over in death, Nanoha released the Restrict Lock, allowing Fate’s arms to fall limply to her sides. “Farewell, Fate,” Nanoha whispered. “I’ll… see you again someday…”

Nanoha continued to stand there for a moment, before she finally returned backstage. As she got there, she ignored the orgasmic moans of Hayate and the sympathetic looks from Teana and Subaru, and just slumped onto her couch.

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Teana’s mind was fairly sure the world had gone insane. Why would the TSAB introduce such a policy? And why were all these mages who were far more powerful than her simply going along with it? She finally managed to break away from Subaru, letting her think more about it. As she did, she concluded that dying like that wasn’t a waste. Both Signum and Fate wouldn’t simply throw their lives away like that. And if that was the case, then she was okay with it.



Just as she realized that, she saw Shari walking into the backstage room. The mechanic had her jacket unbuttoned, and it looked like it was hastily put on. Teana also noticed the mechanic was barefoot, but she didn’t have the time to look at her. Shari hastily saluted towards Hayate, then walked onto the stage.

“Hello, everyone,” Shari said, smiling. “My name is Shario Finieno, and I’m the Riot Force 6 Mechanic. It wasn’t really scheduled, but I will die next.” She brought up a small card-like Device. “I just happened to be developing a Device that can be used for people to kill themselves. I finished it recently, and it lined up with this new policy pretty well. I wanted to be the first one to be killed by it, so I’ll demonstrate it for all of you.”

She activated the Device, which glowed as it expanded into a metallic framework of a horizontal impalement rig.



“As you can see, the Device kills by means of this spike here,” she said, taking her jacket off as she patted the spike with a hand. “The user straps into the rig almost like a motorcycle, and the spike impales her from her crotch all the way up to her head. As a bonus, this spits the woman almost perfectly, so she can be cooked for a meal if you wish.”

The next bit of clothing to come off was her shirt, exposing her breasts for everyone to see. “The spike can be either pneumatically driven or spring-loaded,” she continued to explain, even as she began working on her skirt. “This lets the user decide whether they want to be impaled slowly or quickly. I will be demonstrating the quick impalement through a spring-loaded spike today.” As her skirt dropped to the ground, she unlocked the device and started strapping herself in.

First, she placed both of her hands in their respective spots on the device, and magical rings of energy closed over her wrists, locking them in. She pulled the bar to which her hands were now strapped closer to the leg bar, and moved her legs into place one by one. Now fully strapped in, Shari explained again: “It can automatically adjust to any size or shape of the body of its user.” The device’s bars moved, stretching her into a perfect shape for the spitting. Shari let out a small moan as the bar with the spike adjusted as well, and the spike entered her anus. She moaned loudly when the stabilizing pole entered her pussy, sliding in easily because of her earlier orgasm.

“And finally, the device has quite a few options for triggering it. It can go off immediately, be set on a predetermined or randomized timer, or trigger when the user experiences a certain feeling - like an orgasm, for example. Now, let’s get started.” Shari finished her explanation, then intoned with pain and excitement in her voice:

“Longinus, Activation. Mode: Spring Impalement. Condition: Passage of time, randomized.” The frame flashed as it accepted the order, with magical energy coursing through it.



Backstage, the surviving mages watched as Shari waited for her death, anticipation clearly showing on her face. Hayate activated sensors to keep track of Shari’s vitals, and then looked around at everyone. Shamal was resting on the couch next to her as she gave her a break after coming. Teana and Subaru were still locked in on the screen, though they’d separated slightly, and Teana looked resigned and determined. Nanoha was still looking at the screen, as well, though Fate’s death seemed to still be on her mind. She looked a bit out of it, and there was still deep sorrow clearly showing on her face.

Hayate felt some regret as she noticed that. She never had someone she loved so deeply as she knew Nanoha loved Fate, but she understood how much pain Nanoha had to be in now. She got up from her couch and walked over to her, then touched her hand. Nanoha jumped up a bit as she felt that, her eyes moving from the screen and towards her closest living friend. She forced a smile onto her face, but they both knew it was fake. No words could fully express what Nanoha was feeling, so Hayate just squeezed her hand as Nanoha collapsed in her arms, bursting into tears again. Hayate embraced her, with drops of Signum’s blood crossing over to Nanoha.

As the Ace of Aces sobbed against her chest, Hayate found her hands crawling down Nanoha’s back. She wondered briefly why was she doing it as her fingers trailed back up, sending a shiver through Nanoha’s body. When they got up to Nanoha’s neck, Nanoha raised her head and looked at Hayate, her tears gone now. Hayate recognized that gaze instantly. It was the stare Nanoha usually gave Fate before the pair made out. Was she to replace Fate for her now? Hayate decided she could do that, and pulled Nanoha’s face closer to her, with their lips locking together. After kissing, the pair broke away for a moment to look at the screen.



Shari was growing ever more fearful and anticipatory as the seconds seemed to tick by, each one like stretching into an eternity in her mind. The random timer was just that: random. She had no idea when the spike would shoot through her body… and that knowledge just seemed to turn her on again! But before she could think to ask for help in that regard, or trigger a vibrator in the stabilizing rod, she heard a buzzing, then felt the spike shift in her ass. Her eyes widened. This was it-!

The spike grew to it’s full size in a blink of an eye. The pain coming from all the parts the spike pierced hit all at once, and the amount was far beyond anything her brain could handle. She passed out right away, her body still held in place by the magical bindings. The internal bleeding and just the various pierced organs stopping working were enough to quickly take her life away soon afterwards.

The device flashed with colors again, signalling Shari’s death to everyone. Some of her subordinates walked in and disabled the device, the spike retracting as her body fell free. Her corpse was taken away along with the device, leaving the stage free for the next mage.



After the sensors had confirmed Shari’s death, Hayate let go of Nanoha and turned to Teana and Subaru. “Well, you could probably see that this was coming,” she told them. “It’s your turn, now — have you decided which one of you will die?”

“Umm… well-” Subaru began, hesitantly, only for Teana to interrupt.

“I’ll do it,” the orangette informed. She turned to Subaru. “Your… your life is more important than mine, Subaru…”

“Tia…” Subaru whispered, deeply moved by this, before glomping her lover and kissing her. Normally Teana would feel a bit annoyed by that, but this time she was grateful for any more physical contact, so she kissed her back with all the passion she could muster. Hayate let them stay like that for a few moments, but since it seemed like the pair could stay in that hug forever, she had to react.

“Sorry to interrupt you girls, but there are people out there waiting for Teana now.” Her voice had the intended effect, reminding the two that they were not alone. Subaru reluctantly let go of Teana. After Teana got up, she looked at Subaru again, then asked her quietly:

“C-Could you come out there with me? Please?” Subaru immediately jumped off the couch and nodded enthusiastically. After Hayate watched the two leave, she returned to Nanoha and they kissed again.



After the pair walked onto the stage, Teana announced who she was: “I’m Teana Lanster, and I’ll be the last Riot Force 6 mage that you’ll see d-die here today.” Before that happened though, she knew she had to strip. As she undid the buttons of her jacket, Subaru caught on to what she was doing and started undressing as well. The pair took their clothes off in perfect sync, their twin jackets ending up mixed together on the floor, soon joined by their shirts. Since they wore no bras, everyone watching could see that Teana’s breasts were slightly larger than Subaru’s.

Their skirts ended up similarly messed up on the ground, leaving the pair nearly naked except for Teana’s white overknee socks. Teana walked up to Subaru, and asked softly: “Before I go… Please, make love to me one last time.”

Subaru walked over to her, and her fingers entered her lover’s snatch as she leaned in and kissed her. Teana embraced Subaru tightly as she did that. After the kiss, Subaru bent her back as she kissed her way down to Teana’s breasts, taking one nipple into her mouth as she stimulated the other with her free hand. Teana just pulled her closer to her bust, while her hips moved on their own against Subaru’s other hand. Her moans grew louder and louder as she approached the final orgasm of her life, and she nearly collapsed when it finally hit her. She stayed in place, leaning against Subaru until she calmed down.



After she did, she walked over to the place where her jacket was, and knelt by it. She reached into the breast pocket and pulled out the card that was her Device. She gave it her final order:

“Cross Mirage: Form Two!” The Device flashed with orange light as it transformed into twin handguns, which then twisted around. Two blades made of orange energy emerged from the barrels, and another curved pair connected the barrels to the end of the handle.

“Set up: Dagger Mode.” The mechanical voice marked the end of the transformation.

After it finished, Teana walked back to Subaru and tried to hand them over to her. Subaru just stared at them, and asked: “Why are you giving me your guns?”

Teana rolled her eyes at Subaru’s cluelessness, then answered: “It’s so you can cut my throat with it, you idiot.” Realization dawned in Subaru’s eyes and she took the daggers from Teana’s hands.

As Subaru took the weapons from her, Teana felt the urge to pull her in for one last, desperate, passionate kiss. She closed her eyes, trying to convey all of her love in that final kiss.

A moment later, they parted. “Th… thank you, Subaru…” Teana whispered. “I lov-” before she could finish, though, Subaru took one of Cross Mirage’s blades and swiped it across her neck, cutting her throat wide open in a geyser of blood.

Subaru’s eyes widened as she understood what Teana was trying to say, and they then filled with tears. Teana never told her she loved her before. Sure, she implied she did before, and they were together after all, but she never said that out loud. “Oh, Tia…” She muttered as she watched Teana fall to her knees, her hands pressed against the red line in her throat.

“I love you too, Tia. Thank you,” she responded, her hands dropping the daggers before removing Teana’s from her neck. She did it so that Teana would bleed out faster and her suffering would end sooner. Subaru’d keep holding onto her until she was sure Teana was dead.



Back in their room backstage, Nanoha and Hayate were now for the most part focused on each other. Teana’s death was slowly unfolding on the screens, but they both were more interested in exploring the other’s bodies with their fingers. As one of Nanoha’s students cut cut through the throat of the other, Nanoha’s fingers were slowly rubbing against Hayate’s clit. The brown haired mage was doing the same to her, and the duo continued carried on with their actions until after Teana’s death.

Teana felt her body quickly weakening. The wound in her neck was pulsing with blood each time her heart beat, and she couldn’t even feel her legs or her arms anymore. The corners of her vision were slowly turning darker, but she kept looking at Subaru’s face. Since she stopped moving her arms, one of Subaru’s hands moved to stroke her cheek and Teana enjoyed that. Soon, she was too weak to even move, and then she finally passed out.

Subaru could tell the exact moment Teana’s life stopped, and suddenly she realized how alone she was now. It felt like a stab through her heart, and she hugged the body in her arms even harder. “Thanks for everything, Tia.” She whispered into her dead ear, then let go of her. As she stood up, she spoke towards the body again. “Goodbye, Tia. I’ll always remember you.” She proceeded to leave the stage, and some assistants came and took Teana’s body away.



As Hayate watched them carry it, she stood up from the couch. Nanoha looked at her as she left, realizing the night was almost over. She got up and changed the screen so that it showed Fate’s dead body. It still hurt her to look at it, but she also found herself wondering when she’d be able to join her in death. She was almost looking forward to it now, and the thought both surprised and scared her. She turned the screen off and looked at Subaru, and they shared their pain with each other by simply exchanging looks. Was Subaru also feeling that way? Nanoha considered the thought as Hayate appeared on the screen with her closing speech.

“That will be all for today. The other sections will also have to cut down on their numbers, and I’m sure at least some of them will provide an exciting event to watch similar to this one.” She was already looking forward to watching some of the other sections’ mages die. “But this ends today’s conference. Both Riot Force 6 and I thank you all for watching.” With that, the lights on the stage went dark, signaling that the show was over.