VALKYRIE SMASH

As soon as she laid eyes on the trip, Melissa's eyes almost fell out.

"A-A-A-A-" She pointed a shaking finger, unintentionally stepping away. "AURORAS!? IT'S THE AURORAS!!!?"

"Tsk." AK clicked her tongue. "It's one of 'them'"

The Lieutenant turned to Sam, her face pale with shock.

"I see you're familiar with them." He said, having expected such a reaction.

"Familiar? FAMILIAR!!? They're the three most influential idols to ever exist!!!"

She pointed at AK.

"AK-sama, the best dancer in the group! Her sharp eyes and harsh gaze add to the sexiness of her stunning looks! A cool beauty who steals the hearts of both men and women!"

Faced with such enthusiastic praise, the Valkyrie turned away with a "hmph", her cheeks slightly flushed.

AK appeared to be in her late teens. She was the more normal type of Valkyrie, with a figure that lacked the exaggerated proportions of the others making her appear like a normal girl whose hair was pained purple. Her uniform was a bit different from the standard, being a darker shade of purple with a white collar instead of the usual black.

The last time Sam spoke to her was when he asked the Cleansers to purify the nuclear hazard and red paint around the Americas. Back then she looked at him as if he was the worst scum on earth, unafraid of complaining about being worked to the bone like that. From what he gathered she seems to like spending time in her room constantly listening to music.

"Twenty-Two-Sama, the kind and cheerful big sister of the trio! Her soft soothing voice is simply angelic! Whenever I feel down I listen to her single 'Do Your Best!', it never fails to cheer me up!"

"A… ahahaha…" the Valkyrie in question could only muster an awkward laugh.

Twenty-Two, or QT as her dedicated fans like to call her, was slightly taller than the other two, with an athletic but still curvy figure and prominent chest. A green ribbon, matching the color of her uniform, tied her caramel colored hair into a shoulder length ponytail.

Unlike her sharp eyed friend, Twenty-Two always has a refreshing smile on. She was rather sociable as well managing to fit in right away after moving to the forty sixth base.

"And finally we have Elly-sama!" Melissa was overwhelmed with emotions by the time she made it to the last one. "The main vocaloid and the most talented singer since the start of the war! Every last one of her performances are captivating masterpieces! She's the Lorelei who brought humanity back from the dark pits of despair!"

"Hello~" Eleven waved with a warm smile. "It is very nice to meet someone who enjoyed my songs."

Melissa seemed to turn to stone the moment Eleven spoke to her. Her joints seemed to make creaking noises as she shifted in Sam's direction and spoke with a trembling voice.

"D-D-Doctor, Elly-sama is talking to me! What should I do!?"

"What's with the Japanese honorifics?" Sam sighed.

Eleven was a peculiar case, being close to the young flat models of the newer generations despite being from the first generation Valkyrie. An intricately designed hairband decorated her short light blue hair, the color of which matched that of her skirt and the collar of her white shirt. Her eyes shared the same color as well, and when looking at her overall appearance, one could say she fell under the cute category more than the beautiful one.

She was the most memorable among the Cleansers if he were to exclude Ichigo, mainly because she came to him multiple times since the end of the war asking when she could return to her work as an idol.

The Resistance created a new idol group every couple of years in an attempt to improve morals and increase trust in the Valkyries. Though most of them were treated as celebrities and thus received special privileges, only a few survived the battle against the Ragnarok Heralds with the rest being happy to give up the stage after the war ended.

Eleven was the only exception, insisting that a concert should be held to celebrate their victory and that her talent as a songstress outweighed her powers as a Cleanser.

"Can you take this more seriously? As I said before, we don't have much time." Returning his gaze to the human woman, Sam spoke with utmost seriousness. "We have two days at most to finish our preparations. The video must be ready for when we announce the Awakening."

Three days separated them from the Primordial's arrival. Once the Ritual is carried out and the second Key is formed, the world will go through a change no different from when the Calamities first appeared.

As the one who claimed the highest seat in his world's hierarchy, it was Sam's job to lead the survivors in the next era. That can't be done without first teaching them aspects of the new realm they will be entering, which is why he plans on revealing a few things to the public to facilitate.

Normally such matters would be strictly locked somewhere under Area 51, but with some cosmic entity visiting their planet and the younger generations potentially gaining supernatural abilities he had no choice but to tell the truth even if only a part of it.

"I… I don't think I can do it…" said Melissa. "My heart isn't ready…"

"Lieutenant Ranford!"

The sudden outburst startled everyone present in the office. Sam had slammed his hand on his desk, shouting at the human woman.

Melissa was stunned for a moment, taken aback by the uncharacteristic show of emotions to the point that she stopped gushing about the three idols.

"I need you to revise the script and finish filming before tomorrow morning." He exhaled in an attempt to calm his nerves. "The three have already been taught what to expect. Nana will be there to supervise you so make sure to ask her in case you need anything."

The tension in the room remained high for a couple of seconds before Melissa straightened herself and saluted.

"Understood."

The Lieutenant left soon after with the three idols following after her. Once he was alone in the office, Sam held his head in his hands and gritted his teeth.

"Get it together, damn it…"