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POV Narrator

In a place far away from Planet Earth, there is a huge forest, where trees as big as condominiums and insects are bigger than human beings.

This place that might dwarf the entire Amazon jungle or Jurassic Park in terms of large or exotic wildlife, there are two people that shouldn't be here.

These people are sporty Anne Boonchuy and brilliant Marcy Wu.

Anne is a 16-year-old Thai-American with a slim toned build, she has tan skin and messy auburn hair.

165 centimeters tall, weighs 60 kilograms and its three dimensions are B76, W54, H83.(B Cup in Japan, A cup in America).

Anne wears a school uniform as her everyday outfit.

It consists of a gray shirt with a purple collar and a Saint James Middle School (SJMS) crest embroidered on it, a short purple skirt, a pair of yellow sneakers with white lining, and gray socks.

Marcy is a Taiwanese-American girl with olive skin, short shiny black hair, and dark brown oval eyes.

150 centimeters tall, weighs 44 kilograms and its three dimensions are B75, W54, H78.(A Cup in Japan, AA cup in America).

Marcy wears a school uniform as her everyday outfit.

It consists of a blue-grey hoodie with a small "SJMS" (Saint James Middle School) emblem stitched on the chest and a larger one on the back and a short green skirt and a pair of brown school shoes. She also wears a green barrette in her hair.

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Just over 48 hours ago, these two teenage girls, plus a third girl named Sasha, find themselves in Los Angeles, going about their normal, day-to-day lives.

Then when the day came when Anne turned 16, things took a bizarre turn.

Sasha and Marcy decided to celebrate Anne's birthday their own way, skipping school for the day and going out on the town for a party.

Things got off to a pretty good start, too bad the celebrations took a more delinquent turn.

Anne has stolen a strange music box, decorated with three precious gems and frog emblems, from an antique shop run by a nearly blind granny.

Karma instead of acting as usual and getting the girls arrested for their petty theft.

Karma decided to get pretty creative with these three girlfriends.

Once removed from the crime scene, the girls opened the music box, wanting to see what is inside.

Instead of finding money or other jewels in it, they found a space-time portal.

Anne, Marcy and Sasha have been hit by a powerful blast of light sending them into a completely different world.

Seconds before the girls had an isekai experience, Marcy put her hands around Anne's arm, wanting to be close to Anne.

This small action allowed Marcy to be catapulted through time and space together with Anne.

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Dawn has just arrived, all the diurnal life forms of the forest have come out of their burrows, going about hunting.

The same also applies to Anne and Marcy. Unlike Los Angeles, no one will prepare breakfast for them and they certainly won't find a vending machine in the middle of the forest.

The two girls find themselves in front of the entrance to their shelter, a dusty and damp cave.

They are currently trying to eat their breakfast.

"Anna-Banana, we need to find real food, we can't live on just sneakers and crackers." Marcy said, holding in her hands a chocolate bar that she doesn't want to eat at all.

For more than two days, Anne and Marcy ate nothing but snacks from their backpacks/shoulder bags.

At the beginning it wasn't so bad, but when chocolate and sugar became the main course of their diet… eating became a kind of punishment.

"I understand how you feel Mar-Mar. I can't believe, but I'm sick of the chocolate." Anne replies, in a disgruntled tone, looking at the chocolate bar as if it were some sort of spoiled or rotten food.

"We should start with finding a food source. Preferably a varied diet of meat, fruit and vegetables. A balanced diet is vital to a long and healthy life." Marcy said, taking the nutrition chapter seriously, wanting to avoid seeing Anne as she falls ill with some unknown disease.

" Mar-Mar, I'd like to eat a salad. But how can we tell the difference between good fruit and bad fruit?" Anne asks, having a particular fear of eating a poisoned apple or something.

" I could do some preliminary tests, I have my portable chemistry kit with me." Marcy offers, sure that with time and careful examination she might spot some edible food.

"Have you carried a chemistry kit in your shoulder bag?" Anne asks, raising an eyebrow.

The Thai-American girl understands perfectly well that Marcy is a science prodigy.

But carrying chemistry gear on their day of fun is a little strange, even if terribly convenient at the moment.

" Anne, don't judge me, you brought a bathing suit, a tennis racket and many other junk in your rucksack." Marcy comments, not even wanting to know how or why her best friend's school backpack contains such a random assortment of items.

" In my apology, my mother forced me to clean my room.

Not wanting to waste all afternoon, I preferred to throw my stuff in my closet and drawers.

When I ran out of space, I put the rest in my backpack." Anne replies, with a slight embarrassment.

Being tidy and organized has never been her strong point.

If it weren't for her mother, Anne's room would have long been comparable to a disorganized junkyard.

" I can take care of finding edible fruits and vegetables. But as I do for proteins and meat. Most of the fauna is bigger than us." Marcy said, starting out she shuddered at the memory of a giant ladybug that almost bit off her head.

" We could make a trap. We dig a big hole, hide it with moss and wait for the food to come to us." Anne proposes, not admitting that her idea largely comes from a mix of movies and cartoons.

" A fantastic idea !" Marcy said, enthusiastic about Anne's proposition, eventually starting to make progress.

The first days, especially the night, were difficult for both of them. But slowly things are evolving into something better.

The knowledge that they will have no outside help and have to fend for themselves, is something overwhelming and scary.

But at the same time it's a much-needed boost to their survival spirit.

"Isn't that such a great idea, how are we supposed to dig the hole if we don't have a shovel or a pickaxe?" Anne said, crossing her arms, feeling slightly happy and at the same time uncomfortable she has to receive compliments.

Most people at home are always talking about how good Sasha is at everything or how smart Marcy is.

Rarely has Anne received sincere compliments on what she has accomplished.

"Actually, we might have some proper tools." Marcy said, with a triumphant smile, pulling a small shovel and a small pick from her shoulder strap.

Anne stood puzzled for a second, looking at the tools that will keep her hands and fingernails from being destroyed in hours of digging.

"Marcy, I've never been happier than now to have a nerdy best friend." She declares Anne, before embracing Marcy, immensely grateful to have ended up in this strange world together with Mar-Mar.

Surely without her, things would have taken a completely different turn.

'Now who laughs at me for often taking my money for a portable geology kit!' Marcy thinks, smiling, feeling a warm feeling from Anne's embrace.

With a plan to set a rudimentary trap to catch their future lunch, Anne and Marcy wandered off from their den.

The two best friends are completely unaware that the desire to eat real meat would unleash monstrous dangers across the globe, wreaking lasting change for the two of them and everyone around them.

One day they would even meet a certain witch's apprentice who possesses a very special watch.

However, at the moment Marcanne's fate is about to take a turn more akin to a sci-fi anime.

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The two girls decided to dig somewhere not too far or too close to their den.

Everything is pretty good.

Anne and Marcy dig the hole for their trap, Anne uses the pickaxe while Marcy dabbles with the ball.

Too bad that as intelligent as Marcy is and just as poor physically, having the stamina of half a cartridge.

If there was a Cheerleader match of Sasha or a tennis match of Anne, Marcy would be there in the stand to cheer on her friends and…admire the scenery on offer.

But if it comes to participating in a real-world sporting competition… Marcy is more than dead.

Therefore it was no surprise to anyone that after half an hour.

Marcy went from being a lively and energetic girl to something that can be compared to a zombie.

The lovable nerd is lying on the floor, dead tired, sweating all over, out of breath or energy.

"Mar-Mar, are you okay, do you need some water or whatever!?" Anne asks, kneeling next to Marcy, worried sick about her friend.

"Give me ... just ... a ... minute ... to ... catch ... my breath." Marcy murmurs, having difficulty saying these simple words.

" Mar-Mar You shouldn't overdo it, we both know you're good at so many things, but physical activity isn't one of them." said Anne, having received her fair share of balls to the face to protect Marcy from particularly hard and fast pitches.

'Those kids on the baseball team, they take sports time way too seriously. I don't understand that Mar-Mar is a delicate girl and they have to go easy on her !' Anne thinks, frowning, having bad feelings for the bullies in sports class.

"But...I want...to help you..." Marcy murmurs, still having a terrible breath that makes it difficult for her to speak properly.

"You've helped me enough, take a nice break, I'll take care of the excavation." Anne said, in a thoughtful tone, taking Marcy into her arms bride style.

With this action Marcy's blush is not only caused by fatigue, but also by the "embarrassment" of being carried in her arms like a fairy tale girl.

Once she has picked up her "princess", Anne gently puts her down against a tree, so that she has a tree.

" Rest Mar-Mar and don't overdo it again." Anne suggests, before running her hand through Mar-Mar's hair in a fond way.

After this, Anne grabs the ball and goes back to work while Marcy just shuts up and rests.

Unaware to Anne, Marcy's heart is pounding like it's about to explode.

'Anne is so beautiful and kind and pretty that she will kill me one day.' Marcy thinks, placing a hand over her heart, trying to calm her heartbeat.

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A couple of hours went by rather quickly. Anne having sweated a lot, she decided to take off her shirt and tank top, remaining only with the black sports bra.

The adorable nerd seems to have recovered from the fatigue, strangely the redness present on the face has remained.

The hole dug by Anne in the last few hours is rectangular in shape, one meter long and just as deep.

' I believe the pit is deep enough for our discoveries.

Anne should stop and dress before she gets sunburned or bitten by a strange insect.' Marcy thinks, trying and failing to stare at the ground, not wanting to look like a pervert.

Before Marcy could tell Anne to take a break and leave it to them to camouflage the mouth.

Something unusual has happened.

CLANG!

Anne's ball hit a metal surface, as if there was something earthy and wormy underground.

" Marcy I think I've found something important!" Anne yells as she starts dusting the ground, beginning to glimpse something metallic.

"Show me what you found." Marcy declares, throwing herself into the hole, helping Anne move the earth.

Within minutes, both girls discovered that in their hole is a circular metal door, with a large valve above it.

This has Marcy reminiscent of the access hatch on a submarine that she saw during a school hush.

" Marcy, we've found proof of civilization. If someone built this hatch, it means we didn't end up in a world filled only with trees and giant insects!" Announces, smiling like never before, having received confirmation that she and Marcy are not alone in the world.

Somewhere outside this bizarre forest there must be a civilization, with buildings, roofs, beds and more.

"Anne, where do you think this door leads to?" Marcy asks, knowing she's found some sort of hatch, but where is she supposed to lead a hatch in the middle of a forest?

"I don't know, probably some kind of underground structure or a vessel that got engulfed in quicksand." Anne said the first things that came to her mind.

"I'm more inclined to believe I've found the entrance to a Fallout-style bunker.

Maybe there are supplies inside for the apocalypse or equipment that could come in handy." Marcy said, couldn't help but imagine finding an abandoned laboratory full of technology from an ancient era.

Anne on the other hand dreams of something less fanciful and more important to her well-being.

For example, finding a refrigerator full of canned food or a refrigerated room sounds terribly tempting.

"So why are we wasting time, he's talking, we have to go inside and see what we find!" Anne yells, leaping at the valve, twisting it first to the right and then to the left.

Trying to find the right way to open the hatch, with no success, the hatch won't open.

" Mar-Mar, I wouldn't mind a little help!" Said Anne, having trouble turning the hatch valve, decades or centuries thick under the ground have rusted the lock to ridiculous degrees.

"Let me try something." Marcy said, pulling a bottle of hair product, a vial of red substance, and a matchbox out of her shoulder strap.

The nerdy girl started spraying the contents of the bottles and vial around the edge of the door.

"Before proceeding to the next step, we should get out of the pit to be safe." Marcy said, not wanting to risk setting fire to anything alive, especially Anne.

"I trust you, Mar-Mar." said Anne, knowing that when it comes to science, Marcy doesn't need anyone's existence, especially from a student who is barely passing chemistry and physics classes.

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Once the two friends got out of the hole. Marcy lit the match and tossed it towards the hole, then she ran as far as she could go.

Within seconds the merging of chemicals came into contact with the flame, causing...

BOOM!

A small explosion hit the door, damaging enough that it was easy to open even for someone physically weak.

"Hell, Marcy, who knew your advanced chemistry lessons would come in handy one day." Anne declares loudly, appreciating this practical application of Marcy's knowledge.

"It was pretty easy, anyone could create an explosion with the right materials. The hard part is doing the right calculations to control the explosion." Marcy said, blushing at Anne's praise.

If this nerd knew that explosions were a surefire way to impress Anne, she would have taken some pyrotechnics lessons over the summer.

Though probably none of Marcy's parents would have given permission for such potentially explosive lessons.

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Once back in the hole, Anne and Marcy waited a few minutes to let the metal of the door cool.

Anne using the pick as if it were a crowbar, managed to open the door, revealing a rather dark metal shaft, with a ladder attached to the wall.

The tennis player seeing how dark and deep this conduit is, the desire to explore has diminished a lot.

" Mar-Mar are we sure going underground is a good idea?

I feel like we're about to enter the lair of a mutant monster." Anne said, having seen several movies in which the characters enter a mysterious facility and end up stranded with a genetic nightmare.

" The mysterious and eerie atmosphere is part of the charm of the place." Marcy said, not in the least afraid to explore this place.

Indeed it is a dream come true.

Certainly in his dreams he finds himself in the guise of a Dark Magician while Anne is a Beastmaster of the South.

But exploring an underground facility is the sci-fi version of fantasy dungeons.

"Anna-Banana, what do you prefer, stay on the surface and try to play Tarzan or go down with me and see what we can find out?" Marcy asks, reaching out to her friend, not wanting to part with Anne for any reason.

The tennis player thought for a moment, do you have the pros and cons of pursuing Marcy in a possible abandoned underground laboratory.

' If I stay in the forest I risk being eaten by a predator or poisoning myself with unknown food.

If I go down I might find supplies and supplies or find something radioactive or a Frankenstein's monster.

In short there are dangerous in both places, no matter where they go. At least I can find someone useful and keep Marcy safe.' Anne thinks, pulling an electric lantern out of her backpack, having decided to explore underground.

"We have nothing to lose and everything to gain. Let's go down, but I'll be the first down." Anne said, preparing herself to get off, not wanting to let Marcy be the vanguard and she risks getting hurt.

"Perfect, Marcanne team in action!" Marcy declares, with great enthusiasm, thrusting her fist at Anne.

"Team Marcanne, I like the way it sounds." Anne replies, with a small smile, banging a fist with Marcy.

Getting a sweet feeling to see that Marcy is still the same happy-go-lucky nerd as always.

Without saying anything else, the two girls went down the duct.

Just like Alice they went down the rabbit hole not knowing what was inside.

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Several hundred meters from Anne and Marcy's position, inside a huge dark and gloomy chamber.

For the first time in many years, the mechanics of the structure came into play.

The two girls from Los Angeles are unaware that their presence and the burglary method have activated the security system of the underground structure.

A huge super-computer screen lit up, displaying the Greek letter for Omega, printed underneath: Nanite Program.

Within seconds the screen image changed to show a shot of Anne and Marcy walking through the dark corridors of the place.

The screen is changed once again, showing the map of the DNA that undergoes a low-nanno-machine treatment, resulting in rather drastic mutations.

Followed by a success rate that varies according to the age and genetics of the subject.

[New Compatible Subjects found, sending of search probes]

These words appeared on the computer screen, followed by a live image of Anne and Marcy being taken.

Marcanne team, welcome to the wonderland of nanotechnology.

Keep on ...

Chapter Text

Story Arc: Welcome to the wonderland of nanotechnology.

Episode 1: Evolution (I)

Chapter 1: Explore the ruins

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POV Narrator

Anne and Marcy have come down through the shaft, the place is rather dark and narrow, perfectly cylindrical in shape.

The girls have received a small look update. Around their arms and legs are glow-in-the-dark bracelets, and between their clothes are glow-in-the-dark sticks.

Before descending into the mysterious structure, Marcy had the brilliant idea of preparing a light source to face the dark.

"Mom wanted me to throw away my collection of arcade prizes, saying I'll never need them." Anne said, a cocky smirk on her lips.

"Your mild case of hoarding has come in handy." said Marcy, able to use Anne's little flaws for the greater good.

"Mar-Mar, you may not use complicated words to describe me." Anne said, losing some of her cocky smile, feeling stupid when Marcy uses her extensive vocabulary.

" As you wish, Anna-Banana, I am always open to your requests. " Marcy replies, ready to do anything for Anne, truly anything ...

Finally, after what seems like an eternity, but is actually about five minutes, the two girls made it to the bottom of the vent.

The first thing Marcy did was sit upside down on the cold floor.

" When I missed having a floor under my feet, I was starting to get tired in my arms and legs with this descent." Marcy complains about physical activity.

The nerdy girl would have preferred to be stuck in a world that is more Cyberpunk and less Jurassic Park.

" Need a short break or a massage against cramps ?" She asks Anne, innocently, as she touches Marcy's shoulder, wanting to help her best friend.

' I'm stuck in a dark narrow place, with Anne wearing only a sports bra and holding a glow stick between her breasts, she asks me if I want a massage!?

What should I do !?' Marcy thinks, trying and failing to keep her cool.

Quite an understandable thing, a shy girl accompanied by the love of her life, who is half naked, can melt anyone's brain.

If the vent weren't so dark and dimly lit, you'd see that Marcy's face has turned completely red.

"Anne, is that a control panel!?" Marcy said, pointing her finger at a section of the wall.

The nerdy girl, if she doesn't get away from Anne, is in serious danger of losing her mind or passing out.

Anne turns in the direction indicated by Marcy, narrowing her eyes she can see something attached to the wall.

"I think you've discovered something?" Anne said, walking towards the wall, holding up one of the glow sticks to get a better look.

Anne is not a scientific genius and all her knowledge of archeology comes from Indiana Jones, but she can identify a digital lock when she sees it.

Inserted on the wall is a rectangular shaped metal panel, at the top is a keyboard with ten strange symbols, while at the bottom is a button.

" Mar-Mar, I think we've found a digital lock." Anne said, informing her best friend of their discovery.

"You think you can pick it, if I've learned one thing from the movies, it's that the more locks and defenses a place has, the more valuable the contents." Anne said, with a great deal of enthusiasm in her voice, being able to imagine…there are crates of food somewhere.

Don't judge Anne too harshly.

Right now her only priorities are to fill her stomach and protect her friend, Marcy.

The rest of the stuff like a hot shower or finding medical supplies are in the back of his mind.

Marcy's brain, hearing the words lock and pick, manages to put aside the hormones and bring out its immense knowledge of nerds.

" In most of the games, I play the role of the witch, but I'm also good at being a thief." Marcy said, walking over to the digital lock, examining it carefully.

"Give me, five minutes." Marcy said, in a calm and confident tone, the polar opposite of how she used to be.

The miracles of being in one's element.

Marcy pulled a screwdriver and pliers out of her shoulder bag.

"How or why do you have a screwdriver and pliers with you?" Anne asks, trying not to sound hypocritical, after all, you might find an inflatable swimming pool in her backpack.

"Every now and then, I manage to lose my house or car keys." Marcy confesses, in an embarrassing tone.

The nerdy girl is sometimes too focused on video games or her sexy girlfriends to notice that she dropped her keys by mistake.

" After the third time I was locked out, I learned how to pick locks and keep my new friends, Ratchet and Clank, with me at all times." Marcy said, with a confident smile, crossing her arms as she holds Ratchet (screwdriver) and Clank (pliers).

"You look so beautiful when you act like an otaku." said Anne, considering this trait of Marcy unique and endearing.

' Anne called me beautiful !' Marcy thinks, feeling her grip on her tools weaken.

"Have you never been confused with a thief?" asks Anne, slightly worried that this habit might cause problems for Marcy.

"No, I'm just too good. To unlock my car, I need thirty seconds to open the door and one minute to start the engine." Marcy said, in a proud tone, not exaggerating her abilities in the slightest.

"Why didn't you ever tell me about this talent, you're a great girl?" asks Anne, curious as to why Marcy hid this ability.

"Because I was afraid Sasha might get some weird ideas if she knew I can bypass most security systems in minutes." Marcy said, bitterly, aware that Sasha can sometimes get caught up in her ideas and not think too long about the consequences.

"I'd like to say something to defend Sasha, but we ended up here because we stole from an antique shop." Anne said, having mixed feelings about Sasha at the moment.

"I wonder what would have happened if we had stolen something else?" asks Anne, not wanting to think about her blonde friend with a strong personality.

"We could have mistakenly stolen a time machine disguised as a sports car." Marcy jokes, being able to imagine that it ends in a scenario like Back to the Future or Doctor Who.

"The break is over, time to lock in." Marcy said, focusing on the current objective of this scouting mission.

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After exactly five minutes, Marcy finished working on the digital lock.

'Let's see if my talent works in other worlds too.' Marcy thinks, as she cuts a blue thread with the pliers.

A section of the wall splits in two, revealing an exit from the shaft.

"Am I brilliant or am I brilliant?" Marcy asks, arrogantly, holding up her ever-useful tools in the air.

" Marcy Wu, you are the smartest person I know." Anne said, as she grabs Marcy's hand to keep her close to hers.

"Let's go see what we find in this strange place." Anne said, walking through the entryway, with Marcy beside her.

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The two girls from Los Angeles entered a hexagonal metal corridor.

The floor is obsidian black, while the walls and ceiling are a more lavender color.

Installed on the ceiling and on some sections of the wall at regular intervals are panels that emit neon-purple light.

"Whoever built this place likes purple and black too much." Comments Anne, wanting a little more variety through these aisles.

" To me, I like it, I would have replaced the purple with a nice green. But I wouldn't change anything else. It's like I'm on board a spaceship." Marcy Wu said, in a surprised voice.

The nerdy girl is so caught up in the futuristic environment, that he doesn't care about Anne and her handshake.

The girls continued walking in a straight line through the corridor, stopping in front of some kind of futuristic elevator.

"Should I get out my tools?" Marcy asks, ready to repeat her magic number.

Anne not wanting to just watch and hold the light for Marcy, decides to do something useful.

"First let's see if your talents are needed, aren't all the doors to this place locked?" Anne said, proceeding to press the elevator button.

After that… the elevator doors opened and… nothing else.

" Finally, something easy around here !" Anne exclaims, appreciating not having to run or use ugly force to get anything done.

"I wish I could find a treasure chest before proceeding to the next level." Marcy comments, hoping to find an intermediate level item during this exploration.

" Mar-Mar, we're not in a video game. You shouldn't rely too much on your own experiences as a gamer." Anne said, not wanting her best friend to do anything reckless because of her fantasy.

"I'm aware of this, but it's really hard not to feel the emotion of being inside an Isekai." Marcy said, sure that many other nerds would have reacted the same way if they were in the same situation as her.

The two girls entered the elevator and the doors closed behind them.

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"So far, everything is going well, there are no obvious predators or dangers. Except the huge amount of purple neon." Comments Anne, finding the change of scene refreshing.

Although this place could do with less strong lights.

"Some things are universal." Marcy declares, ceasing to look at the elevator as if it were a last generation PS5.

" If you put aside the cylindrical shape and futuristic aesthetics, it looks like an ordinary elevator." Marcy comments, looking at the elevator control panel, with a dozen buttons, each covered with a geometric symbol.

"The numbers of sides of geometric shapes indicate the number. Three lines equal the number three, two squares equal eight, two squares and two lines equal ten." Marcy said, managing to figure out more or less how the numbers in this structure work.

' Instead of using prime numbers, use geometric shapes. Whoever built this place has serious head problems.' Think Anne, starting to dislike the architect of this place.

"Ten buttons? It means there are ten levels. Where should we go? To level two or directly to the top floor?" She asks Anne, turning her head in Marcy's direction.

"Better proceed to the second floor, it's safer." Marcy said, not wanting to go straight into the final boss.

Before Marcy or Anne could press a button, the elevator moved on its own.

The calm of the two girls slowly melted.

"Mar-Mar, did you touch one of the buttons?" Anne asks, cautiously, pulling out her pickaxe.

"I didn't even touch the control panel. Maybe we activated a voice command or a motion sensor?" Marcy said, not too sure of her assumptions.

Entering this mysterious place is an opportunity that promises great rewards and just as many risks.

"Mar-Mar, you may be right or you may be wrong, but I'd be better off if you were behind me." Anne said, in a serious tone, not wanting to see how Marcy can get hurt.

Before Marcy could say anything, the elevator doors opened.

Anne went out first, holding the pick as if it were a battle axe.

At the elevator exit, there are a pair of metal spheres, equipped with four long tentacles.

"Machine or giant insects, no one can mess with me or Mar-Mar!" Anne exclaims, swinging the pickaxe at the strange robots, wanting to eliminate them.

Unfortunately at the moment, Anna-Banana is a mere sixteen-year-old girl, with no abilities that enter the realm of the superhuman.

The first mechanical creature literally moved, dodging Anne's blow.

After that, the robot uses its tentacles to grab hold of Anne, capturing her arms and legs.

" Put down your ugly tentacles. If you don't want to end up dismantled in a landfill!" Anne exclaims, hurling a threat at the squid-like machine.

Marcy seeing Anne, wasted no time in pulling something out of her bag to harm the strange robots.

Too bad the machines are faster than a teenage girl's hands.

Robot number two, using its four tentacles captured Marcy, with extreme speed.

If Anne, who is an athlete with excellent marks in sports and won some prizes, she cannot defeat one of these machines.

What hope could a nerdy girl who can barely make it through her weekly sports class have?

" This is not an Isekai, but a bloody Hentai !" Marcy yells, going into a slight (a lot) panic.

BIRI BIRI!

The tentacles of the two emotionless machines emitted a "small" electric shock.

" Anne !" cries Marcy, worried sick about what might happen to her best friend, who has been stealing her heart for years.

"Marcy!" cries Anne, with tears in her eyes, trying to struggle with the grasp of the tentacles, but all in vain.

The last thing the two girls from Los Angeles felt was the pain of electricity running through every cell of their bodies and an indescribable fear.

Not fear for her own health, but an unprecedented dread of what might happen to her best friend.

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After an unspecified amount of time.

In an armored room located on the tenth and top floor of the building, there are Marcy and Anne.

Each girl lies flat on a circular metal table, with her arms and legs tied to the table, using energy cuffs, held in a T-shaped position.

Marcy and Anne were stripped of their clothing, leaving them completely stripped of any form of protection or modesty.

Around each girl's right wrist is a sort of complex tattoo in the shape of a barcode.

As it is cattle are branded for ease of identification, Squad Marcanne has suffered the same fate, albeit via more advanced means.

Above each girl's head is a special spelling screen filled with medical information about genetic structure and brain composition.

Anne's screen shows the following data:

[Subject 6-2-6, stable and ready for surgery.

Genetic compatibility with Nanites: 88%.

Psychic Compatibility with Nanites: 73%.

Default package: Ex Machina.]

The screen that concerns Marcy shows the following data:

[Subject 6-2-7, stable and ready for surgery.

Genetic compatibility with Nanites: 65%.

Psychic Compatibility with Nanites: 98%.

Default Package: Kagune.]

[Start, experiment.]

Mechanical arms have come out of both tables, which look like stingers.

Squad Marcanne has been injected with a fair amount of Nanites, engineered by an Artificial Intelligence, dedicated to amoral experimentation.

Anne's entire body has begun to be covered in circuit-like tattoos, glowing fluorescent blue.

The arm and leg areas were covered with a greater amount of shiny tattoos.

"haaaaaaa!" Anne cried aloud, waking up to the intense pain that was coursing through her body.

The nerdy girl is also going through a similar experience.

Marcy's entire body has begun to be covered in circuit-like tattoos, glowing neon green.

The head and chest area have been covered with an increased amount of brilliant tattoos.

" Anne !" Marcy yells, thinking first of all of her best friend.

On both screens appeared, the universal symbol for danger.

[Anomaly detected, both subjects are subatomically connected to an unknown energy signature.]

A blue and green aura enveloped the girls' bodies as their bodies began to undergo changes.

A huge number of black and blue metallic protuberances began to grow from Anne's body.

Marcy's table was abruptly destroyed, as four different sets of "tentacles" exploded from Marcy's back, looking like they came from Tokyo Ghoul.

Anne and Marcy have just become

Amphibia's first EVOs and they are uncontrollable!

"AAAAAAAAAHHH!" Both girls let out an inhuman, bestial cry.

Clearly, gaining superpowers is not a stable and secure process.

[Start preceded by ejection]

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Girls are about to become a big "problem" for the small town of Wartwood and its inhabitants, especially for the Plantar Family.

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