I love comic books so I thought what if some anime's had some more comic book style plot. In this story, I play around with a weird sort of, Joker/Green Goblin hybrid, adapted to this type of story.
Chapter 1: The Dead Never Walk
An unearthed grave. A young man with bloodied daggers. A woman on the ground. The man adjusted his glasses.
"GREAT NEWS! To show my appreciation, I've decided not to kill you!" the four eyed one, cleaning the blood off his daggers with her own clothes. "Though I probably should have said that BEFORE I murdered you. Still though," he said, rolling her body into the open grave, "At least I can give you a proper burial. Ah ha. AH HA. AH!!"
"And so, because of the utter insanity of her experiments, Alexandrie Skeffington was stripped of her nobility," the teacher of Tristain Magic Academy told their students. "She thought it was possible to both prolong life for eternity, and to bring the dead back. This of course is nonsense. The healing properties of water magic could never be extended to such an extreme."
"Derfy old friend! Long time no see! About… 6000 years?" Derflinger woke with a start. His worst nightmare in a long time.
"Why won't she just die?" Joseph asked no one in particular. He was on his own in his bedroom. His voice wasn't full of rage, but the sheer lack of caring in it would send shivers down anyone's spine. Especially if they knew he was talking about his own niece. If she were only out of the picture he would be the only one left for the throne…
"Sir! A Mr. Daggers is here to see you," said a guard, bursting in rather suddenly.
"Who?" Jospeh asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Four-eyed Daggers sir. He said he was a peasant who had something important to talk to you about."
"A peasant? You interrupt me for a peasant?" Joseph said irritably. "Send him off."
"I can't sir," the guard responded.
"Why not?"
"He's standing right behind me with…" Wham! The guard fell to the ground as a stick struck him on the head. A young boy around his niece's age stood in the doorway. He was wearing plain brown clothes, but a green undershirt beneath the vest. He threw the stick away and walked in.
"Joseph Helene Orléansmy old pal! Why I haven't seen you since… Wait… I've never seen you have I? You need to get out more."
Joseph stared at him. This peasant dared to enter his chambers… attack HIS guards, and now suddenly began telling JOKES!
"I just got into town, and I need a place to hang my hat. I thought about an Inn, but decided it would be so much cozier in the castle… Like a sleepover!" he chuckled. A vein in Josephs temple twitched.
"Insolent peasant! Know your place!" he yelled, raising his wand. The boy yawned.
"Give me one good reason not to kill you here and now boy," the King demanded.
"First of all, void magic takes a while to get going," the boy said, with a knowing look. Joseph was taken aback, startled by the fact that this peasant knew such things.
"Secondly…" he opened his vest. Daggers dangled from it. Throwing daggers, combat daggers, and one which he assumed was designed by the boy himself. "I can kill you quicker than ANY mage can chant an incantation. And before you try and tell me, 'the guards will kill you afterwards", that still means YOU'LL be dead. Frankly, killing a king would make my life complete."
Joseph didn't let a speck of nervousness show on his face and simply stared at this boy coldly.
"Thirdly, you have a little bully in a skirt don't you? Which brings me to the reason I'm here," the boy called "Four-eyed Daggers" said to the king.
"Bully in a skirt? ... I'm listening," he said, lowering his wand slightly. An instant later the deal was on the table.
"Pay me one million gold pieces, and I'll KILL your niece," he said non-chalantly. Joseph stared at him. And laughed, almost ready to think it was another joke.
"What makes you think you can kill my niece when she's dealt death to monsters the size of the castle?"
"Simple. She won't see me coming."
"And how do you know you've got…"
A thin dagger suddenly passed by him, cutting off a bit of his long hair.
"Trust me; I've got the talents to do it. PLUS I already proved I could sneak into the KING'S bedroom with only a few unconscious guards, right? And most importantly, I've been spying on your DARLING niece. I know her… weakness."
He pulled out a lock of hair.
"See? I can get her mother any time I want to," he said grinning wickedly. The King stared at him amazed at the talent that a peasant could possibly have.
"I can't be connected to this in any way shape or form," he told the boy.
"Cross my heart and hope to die. Deal?"
Joseph stared at the hand outstretched to him.
"Just kill her, and you'll get your money."
"I'll just need a smidgen of help from you…"
Not possible. Not possible. Hallucinations! Dreams! NOT POSSIBLE!
"Just started you know… I'm pretty good at uh… cutting vegetables, but not particularly good at actually cooking them," he said, wiping down a table Saito had decided that since Louise was in class, he would meet this new guy. Give him someone to talk to while he was wiping down tables. So far, he had to say… Four-eyes was a pretty nice guy. He was funny, positive and there was just something about his smile that felt good.
"So how come you want everyone to call you Four-eyes? Isn't that usually an insult?"
"Well I really wanted a nickname you know? Set myself apart from everyone else. I picked Four-eyes because it showed that I didn't take myself too seriously."
"Yeah, I see where you're coming from. So what are your parents…"
But at that moment, Siesta walked in.
"Oh! Mr. Saito! I didn't realize you were here. I was just instructed to help the new servant with the tables," she said blushing. Saito was about to say something, when Four-eyes cut in.
"Is that why you didn't bring any cleaning supplies?" he grinned. Siesta's false blush turned genuine as she looked at Saito.
"Well I forgot to... uh…"
"Let's not dance around. We all know what you came here for. Unfortunately," he said, nudging Saito, "blue boy here was just telling me how his mistress won't let him go anywhere with another woman. We don't want to get him in trouble, so let's leave. I just finished the last table, and it's just about lunch time for the students. We should get to the kitchen shouldn't we? After that we could grab some lunch ourselves. Just the two of us?"
Siesta was in a dazed state. Four-eyes was a fast talker, and he knew exactly which tone to take to get the girl. And so, confused, and wishing to leave after Saito had just seen her act so… desperate she took his hand, which he kissed, making her blush deeper, and they left together.
"Siesta?" Saito asked after the door closed. He looked around, suddenly realizing how empty this room was. Yes… it was safe to say that Saito hated Four-eyes "Marx" the second he set eyes on him.
"Can you believe that guy," Saito said to Derflinger irritably.
"Partner…" Derf said to him, "Keep a close eye on Four-eyes. I don't trust him."
"Yeah… He probably doesn't even really care about Siesta. Probably just wants see under her skirt or something," Saito said
"That's not what I meant. I mean I really think he's…"
"C'mon, let's go take a look at the kitchen."
All right… What do you think? Please leave a review so I can fix any problems you may have.