The battle raged on.

Magical girl trainees, El Guante, and Nagisa and Neoakemi versus the horde of familiars.

Madoka and Crispina versus Walpurgisnacht.

Kiiko against Negasayaka and Sayaka.

Explosions rippled through the air, and lightning struck harder and harder across the city. One unnamed magical girl extra was hit by a bolt and fell to the ground as crispy witch’s egg-flavored bacon.

The fight was so intense and expansive that a humorous parody fan fiction was probably not the best place to describe it in great detail. The precise details remained just vague enough that any dedicated enough reader could fill in the blanks themselves and potentially write the very first Madoka Magica fan-fan-fiction if they truly wanted to.

But in all this fighting, though, there was one question looming over everything...

Where was Kyoko?

***

Nagisa saw El Guante fighting several witch familiars, completely surrounded. His ammo seemed to be nearly limitless, but even then he was severely outnumbered. She blew her trumpet and a dozen bubbles sprayed out, bolting over to the familiars and exploding at them. They disappeared in several really strangely-animated wisps, and El Guante was free.

He ran over to Nagisa and paused to catch his breath. “Th..Thank you,” he said.

“No problem!” she said, winking. She hoped that she came off as cute instead of as dorky and awkward.

But El Guante didn’t seem to mind. He smiled at her, and then opened his mouth to--

“HAHAHAHA!”

Nagisa and El Guante turned their heads as they heard the shrieking laughter from about a block over. It was so loud that they could hear it in the middle of a storm and a giant final battle, so it could have been a witch just as powerful as Walpurgisnacht as far as Nagisa knew. She picked El Guante up in her arms and did yet another one of those cool really-long jumps that all the magical girls seemed to be doing to get as close as possible to the source.

She put him down and they started looking from behind a wall at Kyoko and that Aaya Saito girl who had been with Kiiko. They were in the middle of an intense conversation.

“You have to try,” Kyoko said.

“I can’t do that. I can only make her love me more. Do you know how I can do that?” Aaya stepped up closer to Kyoko. “Doing this.”

She grabbed Kyoko and began to make out with her, but only for a second as Kyoko punched her in the stomach and slapped her away.

Aaya reeled back and wiped her mouth. “Your wife tasted better,” she said with a scowl.

Kyoko gritted her teeth and summoned her magical spear. But she knew better than to attack the girl, it seemed. “Tell that Kiiko girl to stand down. She’s not going to win.”

“But… she is. She’s going to become a god, and I will be her lovely consort to make all her beautiful demigod babies.”

“You’re deranged,” Kyoko said, pulling out a Snickers bar. “Or maybe you’re just hungry.”

“I am pretty hungry, but not for what you’re putting out,” Aaya said, putting on a pouty face. “But maybe you and I can--”

Kyoko retracted the Snickers bar and put it back in her… wherever she kept all her food. This was reply enough for the woman, and Aaya was obviously aware enough to be offended by it.

“You’re going to suffer.”

“I don’t think so,” Kyoko said. “I think you and your girlfiend are going to have to have a very long talk about your relationship after this is all over.”

“And you and your wife are already--” Aaya stopped. She turned her head and… was staring straight at Nagisa! Oh no! “YOU! YOU’RE THE ONE THAT BURST THAT BUBBLE AT ME!” Aaya picked up a piece of sharp glass debris from the ground and charged at her.

Nagisa fumbled to get out her trumpet, but the girl was way too fast! Faster than any normal human, at least!

“No!” El Guante leapt in front of Nagisa and hit away the girl’s glass with his machine gun hand, shattering it into a thousand little pieces (rather than a million).

“Let’s tango,” she told him.

“Hey, that’s racist,” El Guante said. “I’m Mexican, but that doesn’t mean all Hispanic people--”

Aaya punched him in the face and he nearly fell over. He regained his focus and then began swinging with his hands like they were clubs. Which they essentially were, to be honest.

The fight was extremely tense. Nagisa wanted to blow a bubble and pop it, ending everything, but the two of them were moving so fast that it was too risky-- she didn’t want to accidentally knock El Guante out and ruin everything!

But El Guante was also losing… he couldn’t keep up with the girl’s rapid punches and kicks, and eventually simply fell onto the ground. She put one foot on his torso, slammed her fist against her chest three times, and screamed out into the torrential skies.

Nagisa took her shot and blew another bubble. It slowly floated over to Aaya, but she noticed it and… stepped to the side so that it didn’t pop in her face. Dang.

“I’m going to kill you, you tall little fu--” Aaya fell over onto the ground, knocked out by Kyoko, who had slapped her in the back with her lance.

“That was disturbingly easy,” Kyoko said.

Nagisa ran over to El Guante, who was still collapsed onto the ground. She took his hand and leaned over him. “Are you alright?”

“I… I am alright with God, if that is what you mean…” his voice was weak and growing fainter by the second.

“El Guante!”

“Nagisa Momoe.. I always… loved you…” With his free hand, he slowly caressed her cheek, before it fell back to his side. “I’m so sorry…”

“I… I loved you too!” Nagisa’s face streamed with tears.

Kyoko stepped up to them. “You know he’s not dying, right? He got pushed to the ground and stepped on. She didn’t break his neck or stab him or anything.”

Nagisa let go of his hand. “Oh.”

El Guante reached his hand out. “No… Please… I’m really sore right now…”

Nagisa and Kyoko began walking away, with Kyoko carrying Aaya on her back. “We’ve got to regroup with the others. Hopefully they defeat Walpurgisnacht so we can all focus on Kiiko together. That way we can win.”

Nagisa nodded. “Let’s do it!”

They both did the cool superhero leap thing and jumped towards the rest of the fray.