Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or Negima! Magister Negi Magi.
Chapter 1:
It had been raining steadily.
Madara had summoned the Shinigami, commanding it to seal off almost everyone I cared about. The bastard was dead now, but the majority of the Fuhen was in the Shinigami, probably being "digested" by the demonic entity.
But I had a plan. I gritted my teeth and yelled to the skies. From now, I would always have plans—better ones, plans to prevent the death of my important people, plans which would always be successful.
I scoffed at myself, in the outskirts of the Fuhen compound, in a nondescript meadow where sunlight streamed through lightly falling rain.
This emergency proposal might make me a liar.
I willed pulsing blue chakra to bolt from my hand into an underground seal, fueling movement below the tufts and roots of grass.
Ah, here comes my research lab! Three, two, one! A gleaming skyscraper rumbled into existence.
I entered it. Oddities of chemicals, magical materials, and metal alloys sat in silence—all worthless junk except carefully hidden scrolls. I had never even dreamed of using them, but I had also never thought that the Shinigami, which had consumed unknown billions of souls, would get my family's souls in one fell swoop.
I grasped the scroll with an unsteady hand, walked out, and shut the door.
Negi was waiting for me. His eyes were beginning to dry and they were fragile, glassy black.
He was always a little bit of a crybaby.
I know I looked the same.
"You ready?" A barely audible "yes" and a hug was his response.
Who could ever be ready? But the difficulty would never matter. We were doing this to save Asuna, Kyuubi, Hinata, Eva, and everyone that had ever mattered in our lives.
I unfurled the two scrolls I had taken, laying them on the ground several meters apart. They had identical seal designs containing a star and eye.
We each stood in the center of a scroll, facing each other, auras attuned to the highest level possible. A thin coating of Negation aura was all that hid our presence from the rest of the obliterated world.
"I promise…" Blue light flared from the runes.
" I promise…"
Dark energy, several feet away from each scroll cocooned around us. Dark, gnarled tendrils that pointed like spears at us grew steadily into two hollow spheres, each of us at the center of one sphere.
"We will save them."
Before the tendrils blocked off all light from the outside, I saw that it had stopped raining in the meadow. The sun shined brightly although new clouds were forming in the horizon. I thought that the sky looked as if it were holding its breath.
There was time enough for a few words and there would never be a better time for my motto, the one I always used.
"Believe it."