Three years...
"Ok guys you know the drill..."
Three years ago, Negi Springfield failed...
"One of them is a keeper kill them all..."
Three years ago Negi Springfield and some of his students from class 3-A of Mahora academy tried to put a stop to Fate Averuncus's plan to destroy the magical inhabitants of Mundus Magicus...
"What if we don't find a jumper? What then sir?"
Three years ago, they got defeated, and, having no more choices, they made one last move. Conjuring all the power of his partner with in him Negi Springfield made it so that Fate would never succeed. He made it nothing would ever happen to Mundus Magicus.
"If none of them can jump the void then they will be acceptable losses"
"Yes sir!"
Three years ago, Negi Springfield froze the flow of time of the magical world. He had succeeded in stopping Fate's plan.
The door of the classroom burst open...
Two years ago the millennium tree exploded with magic sending wave of power to specific targets. Two years ago, the magical councils of earth found out that the ones that had been targeted by the tree possessed magical powers beyond comprehension...
Five hooded men entered the class while the students and teacher remained shocked...
During six months many of those who were blessed with these powers started acting rashly and exposed their selves. The magic associations tried their best to cover for them but eventually some normal humans found out. Of course no one believed them but they started making groups and hunting for proofs.
One lifted a spirit bow and shot towards a student sitting in the back of the class...
Then one year and a half ago, those with super magic powers started dying. Using that much magic had completely drained them of any once of energy. When the last of the corrupted mages fell, one year ago the tree gave off another blast of magic, this time targeting the survivors, those hadn't abused their new found powers. The wave of magic took away this incredible strength and gave these users a new gift. They could now travel between the old world and Mundus Magicus.
Gently cocking his head to the side the student easily dodged the arrow that jammed itself into the wall behind him...
When the new travelers first went to the new world they were shocked that while everyone seemed alive none of them moved, even the sun stayed still. After a thorough investigation, the keepers of the void, as they now called themselves, stumbled upon Negi Springfield's group and discovered the reason of the stopped time. They discovered the thousand master's son's ultimate sacrifice.
"It's him! It's got to be him!" the man with the bow screamed
It's been three years already...
The five men ran towards the kid and quickly surrounded him...
The mages had surrounded the student.
Three years and now it's come to this...
Charging up their spells without taking notice of the ordinary students that were screaming and trying to get out, the mages attacked from all sides... and missed. The student had moved in blink of an eye and had shadow stepped behind the opponent holding the bow.
"How the hell?" the archer said, turning around.
No sooner had he finished his sentence that he was flying trough the class, crashing in a wall at the far end.
"Now, I get that you won't let the others go if I ask politely." The Jumper said calmly.
He was wearing a loose white long sleeved shirt that seemed to float around him due to the energy released by his body. His long blond hair that usually rested on his shoulders also freely floated in mid-air.
"YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" Another man screamed at him, while he lifted his sword to attack.
His ill-fated assault only got him a broken arm as the blow from the sword easily got diverted by the Keepers left hand while his right hand used to movements momentum to apply pressure on the elbow successfully popping it out of place. After that it was only a matter of pushing the assailant to the side.
"Must you really do this to yourselves?" The student, no more than seventeen let out a sigh.
This time two of the three that were left charged him at the same time, one with his bare hands, and the other with an electric dagger. Deflecting the attack of the dagger he redirected the blade towards the other opponent, which promptly got shocked into defeat. The teenager then proceeded to breaking the nose of the remaining enemy.
"Don't be stupid like the other ones. Leave now and I will not harm you." The student said, looking at the last man standing.
"Like hell! I'm not like these morons! You won't take me down that easily." And the last mage charged.
This one had observed the fight and when the kid tried to dodge the first punch, he launched his second one straight into the targets face. The student stumbled back word and fell on the ground. He got closer to examine the kid.
"I got him?" he kneeled down and turned the kid to find out that it was only a wooden puppet with the student's shirt on.
"Not really" said a voice close to his ears.
He turned around to see the kid standing in front of him. High glyphs of power ran across the student's body they twisted and turned around the kid like flames and emitted so much power it hurt the eyes to look at them directly.
"Who are you? It's impossible Magia Erebia as only been mastered by two mages! Evangeline is locked in Mahora and Negi... well we all know what happened to him!" the last man was shivering due to the amount of power being emitted by this kid's body.
Three years since my cousin froze the Magical world...
"My name is Nicolas Pike. However my adoptive name might not ring a bell. My name is Nicolas Springfield." The students looked at him directly.
"Springfield? Even if you're not lying, Negi still the help of Evangeline to learn this technique! The secret to Magia Erebia is only known by her after all!" the man was franticly looking for some place to hide.
"Magia Erebia? There you go again using that name... this not Magia Erebia. The dark magic is nothing but McDowell's pale imitation of the real deal. This is Magia Luminis." Nicolas said laughing at the desperation on the man face.
He turned his back and started walking away from the scene. Behind him everything; the desks the chairs and school material started getting back to their original space. Right before he walked the class, he snapped his fingers and the five men disappeared.
Three years... and today I have to wake him from his crystal sleep.