Rise of the Betas || An NDRV3 Fanfiction

Chapter 1

'Entry 1.

My name is Ouma. I am the original, no matter what you hear. If you are reading this, it means we escaped.

And if the creator is reading this, I'm coming for you.

I will'

"Master Ouma!!!" A high pitched feminine voice called, bouncing into the boy's study.

Ouma leaned back, breathing out a sigh. "I see knocking is still foreign to you. You should feel lucky I wasn't doing anything you shouldn't have seen." He said with his usual frown.

"Nyah! Tenko is sorry!" She apologized before switching back to her cheerful self, swatting at her own cat-like ears on top of her head.

Ouma stared with what was trying to be a glare, but it softened on the girl. To anyone else, he would have their head for not knocking, but he had a soft spot for his servant.

"It's fine. Just knock next time." He huffed softly, crossing his arms and looking down, shutting his eyes as he pursed his lips.

The catgirl bounded over to Ouma, looking over his notebook, which he had shut upon her arrival. "What are you doing anyways, nya?"

"Hm?" He opened one eye to look up at her tall figure looming over him. "Just an account of what we're going to be doing over the next few weeks."

Tenko took a moment to comprehend what he said before nodding, smiling. "Nyaha! Well, Shuichi and Maki want to see you! They said it's important!"

He got up slowly, nodding. At full height, his obvious short stature and slender frame showed more clearly. He allowed Tenko to lead him to the courtyard of the ruined and overgrown school, both approaching two figures in the courtyard, one a boy with messy blond hair and brown eyes, and the other a cheerful honey haired girl with a long siade ponytail and a poncho.

"Ouma, over here!" The boy lit up when he saw the other, waving frantically.

"Calm down Saihara, I see you." Ouma responded, his voice now cold and monotone. His frown deepened at their smiles.

"Ouma-Chan!" The girl smiled, gently patting his head, receiving a growl. "We wanted to talk to you!"

"I'm aware." He snapped, patience quickly wearing thin. "So get to the point."

Shuichi brightened up once again, looking to the girl next to him. "Maki, drumroll, please?"

The girl nodded and began to pat her thighs rhythmically.

"We....." He drew out the sound, trying to get Ouma excited to no avail. ".... Thought of a new way to escape!"

Ouma clapped his gloved palm to his forehead, frowning deeper. He took an exasperated breath. "Please, enlighten me on your genius plan." He spoke sarcastically.

"Okay!" Maki grinned. "So we throw a HUGE party, right? And everyone likes parties! So if we make it perfect, the creator won't be able to resist coming down to party with us! And when she opens the gate to the surface layer, we all run out really fast and close it before she can come back!" The girl seemed so proud of the plan, believing it ingenious and foolproof.

Ouma just sighed. "That is.... The worst idea I've ever heard."

The duo's mood seemed to dampen quite a bit at Ouma's insult, but Shuichi quickly brightened again. "But we can still have a party, right? It would make everyone a lot happier!"

Tenko popped in her two cents, most likely not an opinion of her own, though; "Tenko doesn't think that's a good idea.." In any other situation she would be over the moon about a party, but right now, Ouma looked like he was going to blow a fuse, and the girl has a duty to her master.

"Whaa?!" Maki gasped, one of her usual exaggerated reactions. "But everyone likes parties!"

Ouma's frown couldn't grow any deeper at this point. "I despise parties." He spat, before turning on his heel and beginning to walk away. "Tenko, come."

Said servant nodded and skipped after her master.

'What a strange pair', many would think. One of the most cheerful people serving one of the most grumpy. But maybe that's why they work. It's impossible to describe their bond, but they're close as close can be.

Ouma walked back into his study, fighting his temper. Tenko said nothing, knowing any noise would cause him to snap. He sat down on a stool, staring over his bar of potions. Ever since they arrived, Ouma has been practicing black magic, as well as potion making. He began the activity of reorganizing them, knowing it would distract and calm himself.

Tenko saw this and shut the door, silently pulling up a stool behind him and sitting down, first gently rubbing his shoulders to ensure it was her and she meant no harm, only to calm him. It was a somewhat code they had. To Ouma, at least, Tenko is more than a servant. She's his best friend.

Tenko soon moved to rub his back, sliding her warm hands under his hoodie to warm his icy skin, rubbing soothing circles as he relaxed a bit. After a small amount of time, she removed her hands from his back, taking off his hood and began to run her hands through his hair, gently stroking it. By now, Ouma had his eyes shut and was softly humming, a soft smile on his face.

Tenko pulled him into her arms, still giving him soothing, calm touches, knowing he's close to slumber.

Just as he was falling asleep against her, oh so peaceful and serene, the door flew open, revealing a tall bad boy type with straight hair framing either side of his face, wearing leather jackets and pants.

Both Tenko and Ouma jumped, startled by the sudden entrance.

The boy just grinned. "Oh, did I interrupt something?~" He teased in his gruff voice.

"Shut up.." Ouma growled, standing. So much for a nap. "What do you want?" He huffed.

"You're gonna wanna see this."

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Every single beta was gathered outside the building, staring up at the sky.

The once blue sky had now turned purple, swirling in different galaxy colors, creating some kind of fantastical vortex.

"What the fuck...?"