AlterMyth - A Hololive Fanfiction

A Change Of Plans

Prologue

Dark clouds brewed in the once cloudless blue sky, casting long shadows over the quadrangle garden of the college campus - and the large crowd that had gathered around it. A chilly breeze blew through the canopy of the willow tree and rustled the leaves, breaking the uneasy silence there. Amelia Watson steadied her breath and felt the ominous wind caressing her.

A few paces away, her neighbor Ophelia Lowry was on the ground with an angry, albeit bruised face, while a lithe goon frantically tended to her. Meanwhile, the larger goon stood before Amelia and cracked her knuckles, eagerly raring for a fight. Then, in the corner of Amelia's eye, she saw the fearful, trembling Ina watching the scene from the shadow of the willow tree.

"Ame..." The aspiring detective's nickname escaped Ina's lips.

That reminded Amelia of what she had to do. So, she steeled her stance, furrowed her brow and squared off against the large bully before her.

'Observation, young Watson.' A voice spoke in Amelia's mind, 'Observation is key in investigations... and in combat!'

Those words of advice that Sherlock Holmes shared with her rang clear in Amelia's mind.

Heeding those words, Amelia trained her eyes on her opponent and noted every single detail that she could - from the way that she clenched her left fist more tightly than her right, to the unusual way that she drew her breaths and shifted her weight. So, the moment that the bully even thought of closing the gap to strike, Amelia was already prepared.

Time seemed to slow down for Amelia as the large bully made her play. Anticipating a wild left hook, Amelia bobbed and weaved to the right. The bully's punch knocked off her hat but sailed over her head of golden hair. Amelia then grinned and met the bully halfway - returning the favor with a straight left to the bully's torso and a right hook to her rib.

The bully winced in pain and retreated a pace while Amelia stood her ground, watching keenly once again. How in the world did this small girl manage to hit so hard and so fast!?

It must have been a fluke, the bully decided, so she tried to assault Amelia again. She threw another left hook at Amelia, but the hat-less girl was prepared for her yet again. Amelia weaved to the left this time and followed through with a solid right haymaker to the bully's torso.

Then, just as the bully tried to retreat again, Amelia cocked her head and launched herself at her opponent - headbutting the bully's open jaw with her hard forehead. That strike rattled the bully's cranium and left her barely able to stay up on her feet.

Seeing this, Amelia prepared her coup de grace. She massaged her bruised forehead and then extended both her hands up with open palms.

"When in doubt..." Amelia started as she approached the bully, "Discombobulate!"

With surgical precision, Amelia clapped her opponent's ears with both hands and the dazed bully fell down to the ground on her back.

The bully gradually recollected herself, but her eyes were unfocused with horror. She then growled,

"You bloody gremlin!"

Just as Amelia was about to retort to her downed opponent, however, she noticed a dark, slender shadow approaching her from behind.

Amelia whirled around and saw the second goon, a lithe girl with a scowl more sour than lemons, armed with a handbag of heavy, hardbound textbooks. The agile girl swung the schoolbag around like a short flail and attacked Amelia from a tough angle.

This time, Amelia didn't have time to prepare. She raised up her arms to shield herself from the blow, but the bag struck her with such great force that it rattled her wrists.