Disclaimer: I own nothing apart from characters not already from Negima.
Note: This prologue is entirely about an original character, and contains no characters from
Negima. If you are not interested in such chapters, please proceed to Chapter One. For those
who wish to continue reading, Negi and Mahora Academy become the main focus after this
chapter.
Session 0-1: Prologue
The girl awoke, her vision blurred before it began to focus. She found herself on a beach,
stretching on into the distance. She sat up and looked around, taking in the surroundings,
then stood and walked along the beach. She didn't know how long she walked before she
met a robed figure sitting on a rock, staring into the ocean. She tilted her head; the person's
hood hid their face on this dark night.
As if sensing her presence, the figure turned to her, then stiffened before standing. They
seemed about to speak, then faltered. They stood in silence for a moment.
"...do you know who you are?" the person, now revealed to be a man, asked. The girl paused
for a moment, then shook her head. The robed figure's head hung. "I thought not." he
muttered, then walked forward. He knelt before her, lowering his hood to reveal long white
hair that reached his shoulders and yellow eyes with slits for pupils. He had a scar on his
neck.
"Your name is Faiki Xaphus Rvark. You are eleven years old." he said quietly, putting a hand
on her shoulder. The girl glanced at it. "I am Verakka Eva Rvark, I'm seventeen."
Another long pause. Verakka gripped both of her shoulders. "Faiki, I'm your brother." he said
softly. "Please remember."
"I can't." Faiki replied. "I don't remember anything. ...what happened?"
Verakka looked away, muttering something that sounded like 'damn that priest', then looked
back at her. "You...were cursed, Faiki. Possessed by an ancient dark god."
"Is it gone?" the girl asked. Verakka hesitated. "We're going to find out." he replied, although
it seemed a bit rushed. "Don't worry, now that you're back, nothing will ever hurt you again."
Verakka awoke in a cold sweat, shivering. He placed a hand on his forehead, sighing, then
looked to his left to find Faiki curled up on the other side of the bed. He smiled slightly, then
stood and walked to the door. He opened it slowly, exited the room and closed the door,
then turned to find himself face-to-face with another boy.
"Jesus Christ, Verakka, you're soaked." the other teen sighed, crossing his arms. He had white
hair that reached past his eyes and ended in black tips, as well as sunglasses which hid his
eyes.
"Zova, exactly how long have you been standing next to my bedroom door?" Rvark chuckled,
stepping past the other boy. "Zova Kindar, age sixteen, was found stalking his employer late
last night-" he began.
"I'm not sixteen, and you're not my employer." Zova interrupted. "Your lame attempts at
humor get boring after a while."
Verakka ignored him. "Where are Windine and Zailir?" he asked.
"Zailir's out with Majess, Windine is spending his time in front of that crystal ball you gave
him." came the reply. Verakka looked back at him, raising an eyebrow. "Zailir and Majess
went out? Why?"
"Supposedly to gather information, like you told all of us to do." Kindar replied, raising an
eyebrow. "Just how disorienting are your dreams, you freakjob?"
"Right, right." Verakka nodded absentmindedly, walking with Zova into the next room. A
third person, their hood up, was seated in front of a crystal orb with whirling fog inside of it.
"What're you scrying now, Windine?" Verakka asked.
The one called Windine looked up, then lowered his hood to reveal dark green hair and
green eyes. A blue half-moon was tattooed onto his forehead.
"Mahora Academy." came the reply. "Negi Springfield has returned from his visit to the
Magical World. All is well."
"That's fantastic news!" Verakka exclaimed, surprising Zova. "Wow, from indifferent to
psyched in about three seconds." he muttered.
"'Mornin'..." came a soft voice behind them. Verakka and Zova turned their attention to the
door behind them; Faiki stood in it, rubbing her eyes. Her blonde hair fell around her
shoulders, her red eyes sleepy-looking but at the same time alert. She stepped into the
room, walked past Verakka - after giving him a quick hug - and sat down next to Windine,
yawning and peering into his orb.
"Morning, kid. Remember anything?" Zova asked. Verakka shot him a glare, and Faiki shook
her head. "Nothing. What's that big building?" she asked, pointing to the crystal ball. Verakka
blinked; he couldn't see anything but fog in the orb.
"It is an academy. A school. A place of learning." Windine replied, his voice monotonous.
Faiki nodded and stretched. "Where are Zai-" "Out." Zova cut her off.
"Not anymore." came a voice from the other side of the room. They turned to see another
pair of hooded figures. The shorter of the pair flipped down their hood as they walked to the
others, revealing a ten-year-old girl with platinum-colored hair that reached her back and
multi-colored eyes; one blue, one green.
"Zailir wouldn't let me take off my robes outside, but it's so hot!" the girl complained,
stripping off the heavy cloak to reveal a white dress with a belt around her waist. She threw
the cloak, which Verakka caught, and threw herself down in a chair.
"Majess insisted on showing her face to others, despite my warnings that it was unwise."
commented the man called Zailir, who lowered his hood to show red eyes, fangs and short
silver hair.
"Majess, we can't let people know about us just yet." Verakka said. "But we use the secret
ways, nobody ever sees us anyway!" "But there's always a chance."
Majess huffed and crossed her arms. Faiki giggled, then pointed to the crystal ball again.
"Who's that?"
"Negi Springfield." Windine replied. "A teacher at the academy." "Teacher? He's as old as
me!"
"A lot stronger though. He's saved the world at least twice." Zova commented. Faiki 'oohed'
jokingly. "As if Verakka couldn't do that!"
"I'm not the 'save the world' kind of guy..." Verakka said quietly, glancing at a black marking
on the back of his right hand. Faiki picked up pretty fast to end the conversation there.
Finally, Verakka spoke again. "I'm glad we're all here in one room, I actually had something to
tell you all. We're moving out today; I found us another home in Japan."
"Whaaat? Why are we going all the way to Japan?" Majess asked incredulously. Zova folded
his arms and Zailir looked at Verakka expectantly. "We're going to Mahora Academy. I'd like
to meet Mr. Negi in person." he said. "And once he hears our story, the principal's interests
will coincide with our own."