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Somewhere and sometime in the possibly early pandemic heading straight to hell, we see a certain black and white magician walking through a graveyard into a rundown church.
"It's not here, not here either.." Marisa mumbled as she searched for her broom, which has been missing ever since she woke up in a place full of huge boxes of some sort, with a bunch of outdated "trains" or so whatever Yukari called them.
There were also a bunch of zombies that were out for her flesh, unfortunately, a couple of star bullets and lazers were able to take them out, some others took a little bit longer, and one particularly took a master spark in the face to stop it from beating her sorry ass.
Marisa's only priority is searching for her broom, since it was her only means of transportation. She had a small hunch that it was somewhere near were she was heading, or even worse, it was probably near her when she woke up in that weird place, and that she was too busy shooting lazers and bullets to keep the zombies from eating her brains out.
But she listed out that once since she searched the area out too.
Her only possible places to search for her broom was the current graveyard she was in, and the pl aces up ahead, which included the rundown church.
She gradually finished searching the graveyard, with no broom found, at this point, Marisa was really kinda irritated, does this mean she's going to have to keep on searching? Next time she goes back to Gensyoko, she's definitely gonna get another spare broom.
As she entered through a huge hole in the walls of the church, she found a couple of "guns" from which looked like the ones in Rinnosuke's shop, except bigger.
There was also a bunch of different colored boxes with bullet-looking metals, Marisa left it alone since she didn't really know how to use them.
Aside from a few sacks stacked on top of each other and a piano, she found a mettalic-red door with a very small window.
"Better safe than sorry, better safe than sorry.." a male voice muttered, repeating the same phrase all the time.
Is this what happens to people who look directly into Reisen's eyes?
"Uh, hello? Just wonderin' if you found a broom somewhere?" Marisa called out to the man behind the door.
"Wh-what? Who's there?! Who are you? What the hell do you need a broom for?"
"You're asking too many questions buddy, I'm just asking if you found a broom somewhere."
"Well I do have a broom over here.." Marisa was absolutely overjoyed.
"Yeah! Mind if ya open the do-"
"hell no!"
What.
"The last time I let someone in, they bit me, I'm not gonna let that happen again! Better safe than sorry, better safe than sorry.." The possibly insane man yelled.
"C'mon man, that was just bad luck, you can just pass me the broom and close the door!"
"OH YEAH? YOU WANT YOUR STUPID BROOM? THEN EARN IT!" A bell rang out from the top of the church.

Uh oh.

"DING DONG DING DONG, DINNERS SERVED, COME AND GET IT!"
To Marisa's despair, the idiot just rang the bell, which attracted a BUNCH.. No, a whole army of zombies.
This just had to suck that badly.

Zombies came from all sides, which were easily discarded by lazers and bullets from Marisa, however the numbers just kept increasing, and it doesn't look like it's going to end soon.
"Goddamnit! Spellcard : [Stardust Reverie]!"
As the name was muttered, stars of different colors started going in different directions, eliminating most of the horde on the process.
Marisa would have probably cleared most of it by now if it wasn't for a smoker catching it's new unfortunate prey in the proce-
SIKE! to Marisa's luck, its tongue was hit by a stray bullet from the Spellcard, which caused it to retract due to the damage it caused.

A weird high pitched voice caught, Marisa's attention in the middle of her Spellcard, which the said noise revealed itself to be a splitter, unfortunately hitting the black and white magician with it's spit, breaking her Spellcard.
It was quickly put out by a lazer sent from Marisa's hands, while spreading out bullets to stop the infected from reaching her.
After a bunch of other special infected fortunately being hit by her other spellcards (A boomer getting blasted by a lazer, a poor hunter getting disintegrated by marisa by shooting a master spark in point blank range, which caused the roof above her to break, etc.) The horde finally ended, with the bell joining its end aswell.
"Ugh!" a few grunts was heard from behind the metal door. "Better safe tha-*gurgle*, better safe than sorry.."
Marisa opened the door. "Yo.. It's open, are you o-"
Marisa was then jumped on by a jockey, which sent her accidentally walking into a few walls.
"ARGH-Get off you weird thing!" Marisa tried to shoot it with lazers and bullets, but failed since she couldn't aim properly.
A few seconds later, a successful shot sent the jockey off her head, it didn't kill it however, but the lazers shot afterward sure did.
"That wasn't very... Uh.. Dignified." Marisa muttered as she reached down to her hat.
"Oh yeah! My broom!" She happily ran to the now open room, completely ignoring the four survivors in front of a huge hole in the wall.
"What the hell was that?! That kid definitely had no gun and she was shooting all that weird star and lazer bullshit, heck, It probably doesn't even come from a gun!" A certain self-proclaimed cop said in shock.

"It's like the stuff from magical girl shows.." An intern mumbled.

"I'm pretty sure eating too much pills don't make you high.." a girl with a red jacket said.

"And that kid was wearing a weird witch getup, yeah, I don't remember people in 'conventions' or whatever the fuck that is.. Shooting weird shit like some alien from an alien sci-fi movie, weirdest thing however, is that she can SOMEHOW shoot the fuck off a jockey while you guys can't."
A veteran pointed out, while mocking his companions.
"Shut up old man, you can't even shove one off of you even if your life depended on it"
Ignoring the events that occurred earlier, they all entered the saferoom, only to find the "witch" girl gone.
"Where did she go? What, are you saying she can fly like a normal witch does?"
"I mean, with that display earlier, maybe she could.."

Meanwhile, a certain black and white magician finds herself in her home, finally safe from all that disaster.
She hopes that dude behind the door gets lectured by the yama for centuries though, he definitely deserves it.