Fate's Retribution
Summary: Kuroko Tetsuya is a fragile looking boy who can't seem to look after himself and had always ranked below out of all the students in the academy thus he was looked down upon by the others and mocked by the whole academy in exception of a given few. The very few who knows what the fragile looking boy's real capability is because in reality, Kuroko Tetsuya is more badass than anyone can ever hope to be.
A/N: Hey everyone, so basically these collab fic written by us will be done so in a cycle between the three of us. So for this fic, the order is as follows, The Mafia-ish Addiction, Lunatari23, Koichii. We hope you enjoy, the chapters will only be posted up when a cycle has been completed, and those 3 chapters in the cycle will be posted up in a weekly interval when the cycle has been completed.
Without further ado, Here the prologue and first chapter written by The Mafia-ish Addiction
Disclaimer: We do not own Kuroko no Basketball obviously~
Prologue:
Humans, by nature, are and have always been the dominating race. They learned how to cook by fire, how to hunt and be a predator, how to forge weapons and invent things to make life easier. Humans are far knowledgeable than any other living, breathing individual that ever roamed, and with that existing knowledge, soon came human evolution.
From being cavemen and soon enough roaming nomads, humans earned the basic concepts of interaction and communication. Humans started copying sounds and movements through nature's example and by extension, with one another. And through that fact, learned how by far they stood with above any. With that mindset, humans in time started seeking for more, wanting to stand not by each other but surpassing whomever they can, even their own kind. With too much evolution and too much ideas forming in their head, humans no longer follow the rules of nature and soon enough forgotten how it is to actually live with others and be alive.
Thus, humans began to lose a vital point on what actually used to make them unique. Mankind started to lose their very humanity.
However, despite all of mankind's misdeeds, hope itself is not yet entirely lost.
As unknown to most, there is one other race that can stand on the same ground as mankind themselves. A race whose very existence had always been part of conversations and written folklores, even the oldest of fairy tales tell of their journey and yet, their very existence was considered taboo. They had walked the same paths as a human does, had fought the same battles and abided under the same laws of nature. They died on the same fields, cherished the same days and even had the same scars.
This race, unknown to humans had been the ones to guide them all throughout the stages of their evolution as once, when humans are still one with nature and when their hearts were yet to be corrupted with greed, they are able to interact with the so-called race.
Such race is known as the familiars.
Familiars, unlike humans take up as many forms as possible. It can be as small as a chipmunk or as mythical and mighty as a three headed dog to something as taboo as a human being themselves. It was the human race who needed aide and materials to even start a fire as familiars are able to bend nature by their own will. They can control fire, command the wind, open up the earth, and guide the flow of raging water and more. Familiars helped humankind, betting all their hopes and trust with one single race.
They shouldn't have betted too much.
It was already too late when they realized, they've shouldn't have poured all of their trust. Humankind, from their simple and humble beginnings turned corrupted, manipulative, malicious and worst of all, evil.
Disheartened with how the race they've chosen to guide had turned into, the familiars, decided to cut and let go of whatever ties they had with the human race.
There is however a remaining way for human to still attain the guidance, the help, companionship or even the eternal servitude of a familiar.
Such art is known as summoning.
Since as broken as they may be, the Familiars after all haven't entirely lost their faith with the human race. However, to fully gain their trust back, humankind had to earn it back by any means. Even by hook or by crook.
And now, the clock continues to tick forward.
The familiars started viewing humankind once more, wondering what course the race will be taking this time.
