Luna's memories of the anime guided her as she made her way through the corridors of the ship, preparing for her first mission with Walkure. She was determined to make her mark, knowing that her boldness and confidence would set her apart. The girls in Walkure were all talented, but Luna had something extra: the knowledge of what was to come and the courage to shape her destiny.
As they approached the colony, Luna felt a thrill of anticipation. The scene unfolded just as she remembered, with the Delta Platoon engaging the enemy and Walkure beginning their performance to quell the Vár Syndrome. Luna's voice joined the chorus, strong and unwavering, adding a new layer to the harmony.
Freyja pov:
It oblivious to the fact that her impromptu performance at the studio she failed her test. But unknowingly now would serve as her second and decisive audition, found herself in a precarious situation. As the train carriage swayed gently with the rhythm of the tracks, a man's erratic behavior escalated rapidly, causing unease among the passengers. one of the passengers appears to contract the Vár infection.The atmosphere thickened with tension, and Freyja, caught in the midst of the chaos, did the only thing she felt could make a difference—she began to sing.
Her voice, pure and clear, cut through the murmur of worried whispers and the man's growing agitation. As her melody unfolded, it seemed to weave a calming spell over the carriage. The man, who had looked moments away from causing harm, paused, his rage seemingly quelled by the unexpected beauty of Freyja's song.
From their hidden positions among the passengers, the members of Walküre watched intently. Mikumo, Makina, Reina, Kaname, and Luna had all been there under the guise of observing the crowd, but their true purpose was to witness Freyja's ability to handle a real-life crisis situation—a critical test for any prospective member of Walküre.
As Freyja's song reached its climax, the man sat down quietly, his earlier hostility forgotten, replaced by a confused but peaceful expression. It was then that the Walküre members stepped forward, emerging from their hiding spots. Clapping and cheering, they approached a bewildered Freyja.
"Congratulations, Freyja! You've passed the test," Mikumo announced with a broad smile, her voice carrying over the renewed buzz of the train's passengers.
The other members joined in the celebration, but their eyes also flickered with curiosity and surprise towards Luna. She had been confident that Freyja would be their final member, a prediction that had just been spectacularly confirmed.
"How did you know she was the one we needed?" Kaname asked Luna, her tone a mix of admiration and bewilderment.
Luna simply smiled, her gaze shifting between Freyja and her new teammates. "Sometimes, you just feel it—like a melody that fits perfectly in harmony. Freyja's spirit and her voice... they're what we need to complete our symphony," she explained, her words reflecting a deep belief in the unity and purpose of Walküre.
Makina and Reina exchanged impressed looks, while Mikumo nodded thoughtfully, appreciating Luna's instinctive understanding of their group's dynamics.
With Freyja now officially part of Walküre, the group felt more complete and stronger. They were ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, knowing that their bonds of friendship and shared mission would guide them through the battles to come.
The training sessions were intense, with each member of Walküre working to perfect their craft and synchronize their performances. During one such session, Freyja struggled noticeably. Her voice, usually so full of life and spirit, faltered; the emotions in her singing didn't quite match the upbeat tempo and uplifting lyrics of the song they were practicing. The dissonance was palpable, and concern flickered across the faces of Mikumo, Makina, Reina, and Kaname as they exchanged uncertain glances.
Luna watched Freyja's attempts with a calm and knowing smile, not at all perturbed by the momentary setback. Observing the worried looks from her fellow Walküre members, Luna suggested, "Take her outside, let her see the sky."
Trusting Luna's intuition yet again, the group led Freyja out of the rehearsal room and onto a nearby open field where they could get a clear view of the sky above Al Shahal. As they stepped outside, the timing couldn't have been more perfect. Hayate, in the midst of his own training, was maneuvering his Delta with impressive skill, executing intricate aerial acrobatics that painted the sky with trails of color and light.
The sight of Hayate soaring freely above them sparked a transformation in Freyja. Her eyes lit up, a wide smile spread across her face, and as she watched him fly, her spirit seemed to lift. Inspired, Freyja began to sing again, this time her voice rich with genuine joy and enthusiasm. Her body moved naturally to the rhythm, dancing along as if the sky itself were her stage.
Seeing the change in Freyja, Luna nudged Mikumo and said softly, "She just needed the right inspiration."
Mikumo nodded in understanding, her gaze fixed on the joyful display. "The sky... it reminds her of home, of her dreams. It's where she draws her strength," Mikumo reflected, her voice filled with admiration for Freyja's renewed vigor.
Encouraged by the scene, the other members joined Freyja in song and dance, their voices harmonizing beautifully with hers, creating a spectacle that seemed almost magical against the backdrop of the expansive blue sky and Hayate's aerial feats.
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macross delta x reader
FanfictionMia finds herself transported into the world of "Macross Delta," an anime series she's watched countless times. Frustrated by the disappointing ending of the show, Mia often dreams of how she could have rewritten it for a more satisfying conclusion...
