Sets place after Negi and the others return from the magical world but in an alternated universe. Negi and the class tries to go on with life the way it use to be but at Mahora things tend to stray from any sense of normalcy. Negi is cursed by accident and Mana is found without a dorm room. Both of them find a special surprise on the school grounds that bring them together. Read and I hope you enjoy,
I do not own Negima, or its characters,
We start off in the forests Surrounding Mahora academy…
It was night, the woods were silent so far, and the only sound to be made was the winds blowing through the trees. The moon was at its crescent allowing only minimal light, it was enough light for her to see. She wore a hood as she sprinted through the tree tops carrying a tiny bundle in her arms which she held to with dear life. The unknown woman looked back to see dozens of shadows passing through the brush, she was being chased. The pursuers stayed to the shadows, and slowly they were gaining on their pray.
The woman clung to the parcel tighter leaving a trail of tears behind her, she was growing exhausted to the point she couldn't continue on. In her weary state she missed a branch and ended up falling to the forest floor. Halfway in plummeting she rolled over on her back to cushion her package.
She landed hard, her back smashing through numerous limbs as she fell left her paralyzed, her body frozen, still clinging to the bundle with what life she had left in her. She lay aching in the dirt, too weak to move, and to hurt to even cry, All she could do was look up to the crescent moon above and wait. It didn't take long for whom she was waiting for to appear looming over her.
"You stupid girl," mocked a second feminine figure. She stood with the moon to her back hiding her face. "Here you saved us the trouble by mangling your pathetic form yourself."
She taunted the injured woman as circled her, "I told you," she hissed, "if you just given what we wanted then we would've just killed you quickly and saved you from the hours of annoying torturing my friends had planned." The shadows jump throughout darkness at their mention.
The wounded girl looked up at her foe, tears flowing from under her crimson eyes she choked out, "Y-you'll n-never-," she stopped and cringed in pain.
The other girl let out a devious little snicker as she bent down clutching the Purple cloth surrounding the package, "You no longer have a choice." She gloted before ripping the cloth open only to find- "A fake?!" wrapped in its sheets was a wooden idol of a raccoon dog with a sign taped down the center reading "Fooled you!"
Hatefully the second girl through the statue against a tree trunk causing both tree trunk and idol to shatter into splinters. "Do you think I'm playing here, you little bitch?" She grabbed the crying girls color and shaking her she screamed. "Where is it?"
The flow of tears came to a stop as the injured girl smiled, taking one last breath she sighed out, "Safe…," her eye slowly closed as her body went cold, she was gone.
The remaining girl rose clutching her fist, the hordes of shadows swarming around her, "Silence," she exclaimed, "Do you think I am blind, of course we don't have it yet!" The shadows kept leaping to dark spot to dark spot, not once revealing their form or even uttering anything that could pass as a voice.
The now enraged girl stomped her foot bringing the forest back to stillness and commanding the attention of her underlings. "Listen up, you will not rest, you will not eat until we have what we had come for. If I find any of you slacking I will make sure myself that all of you will die by my hand, do you understand? Even if we have to tear this school apart, we will find it!"
A chorus of shrieking filled the air as the shadows danced around her forming a dark vortex. In the midst of the moon light the vile girl looked down on her fallen pray and glared, a gleam of light bouncing off her gold eyes. "You were lucky," she growled, "the next one won't be." In a gust of wind the forest went silent, the unknown girl and her army of shadows blown away leaving the body of the crimson eyed girl behind.
"Huh?" back at Mahora academy in the dorms, several students awaken to the sensation of ominous force, Grabbing her gun from under her Pillow a Tan beauty walked to the window.
"…," Her bunk mate popped her head from the shadows. A white haired girl with teardrop tattooed on her cheek.
"Go back to bed Zazie," Mana commanded, "it's nothing." She waited for the girl to climb back under the covers until she herself crawled back into bed while clutching her gun the entire time.
"A fight is coming," she thought as she slid her pistol back under her pillow, "I hope they're ready." She grinned confidently as she slowly closed her eyes, the last thing she saw before drifting to sleep was the small arsenal she had fastened just underneath her roommates bunk. A rifle, two machine guns, to hand guns with extra ammo, and last but not least a set of grenades, hanging tightly over her head, and of course both Mana and Zazie were able to sleep peacefully with such explosive force between them.
Just down the hall a young wizard stood watching from the dorm, the son of the Thousand Master himself was also waiting, a staff in hand as he stood peering out the window. "What's out there?" He thought to himself, the grip on his staff grew tighter as he looked over to his friends sleeping peacefully. Konoka slept quietly as above her bunk Asuna snored with the white ermine unknowingly slept over her eyes.
"I can't let them know, they've been through too much as it is," he whispered as he turned back toward the couch, "if I have to I will handle this, I won't let any harm come to my friends..
-The next morning-
The class of 3-A was back in session, the now eleven year old Wizard and Professor was busy at the chalkboard while his students sat and watched the pintsize teacher at work. By that time everyone in the class knew of Negi's secret, some of the girls found it more charming, but one looked at it as a way to entertain herself.
"Asuna…you shouldn't be doing that," warned Konoka, "you need to pay more attention to school work before you try and mess with magic." She told the red-haired girl sitting next to her with bells in her hair.
Asuna wasn't paying attention at all as usual fiddling with some of Negi's potions behind her textbook. "It's just a simple spell, it's not like I'm building a bomb that will wipe out half of the school, it's just an age deceiving spell, we've used them plenty of times."
In the back of the room Evangeline began to stir from her cat nap just in time to see Asuna's antics. "What is she doing?" She asked herself, the blonde vampire then noticed her mixing different colored liquids in a glass beaker. Her eye caught on to a small piece of parchment with 'Age manipulation' scratched in red. Just as Asuna began to mix the final ingredient into the concoction, the vampire reached out exclaiming loudly, "No, not that one!"
It was too late, the beaker started to bubble and shake violently. Negi turned to see the bubbling brew in front of Asuna, his jaw dropped, "Asuna!" He exclaimed charging the desk. The vile started to glow as Negi neared, he jumped onto the table screaming, "everyone, get down!" Negi slid of the table just as the jar exploded covering the tiny Englishmen in a cloud of purple smoke. The cloud cleared as fast as it came, but what was left in its place left the class room speechless.
"What-," he stopped clinching his throat at the sound of his voice, his raspy squeak of a tone had dropped to a more mellow tone, "-happened?" he exclaimed. Standing there was a now teenage Negi Springfield.
The class stood and stared in bewilderment, Negi had not just grown in size but it seemed that he looked older as well. His Hair was longer and his once child-size suite hanging onto his form in scraps of torn material. His shirt split up the back and his pants were in shreds. Besides the obvious change in size, Negi's looks had matured. He looked like his father, almost the spitting image of Nagi Springfield with somewhat of an age gap in between them.
Still in shock, the professor didn't even pay attention to the blushing faces fixed on his new bod, nor did he see the cause of his new appearance looking up at him. "Negi…?" Asuna pulled closer to him, face flushed she was in disbelief that the hunk before her was shrimpy Negi.
Negi looked down on her from his new stature, concern showing he asked, "Asuna, what have you done?"
Asuna's face went blank as she felt all eyes shift over to her, "What…?"
"Idiot," yelled Evangeline slamming her fist on her desk, "that potion you just made is a permanent age manipulation curse. Negi will be no longer be able to return to his eleven year old body."
"WHAT?" The class yelled in unison.
Asuna held out her arm, "Negi…I'm so sorry," she tried to rest her hand on his shoulder attempting to comfort him, Negi just stumbled backwards avoiding her touch.
"It's okay…I'm just…I'll be right back." Negi slumped out of the room trying to pull the tattered remains of his cloths over his most private parts.
The class remained silent until he was out of ear shot. "You've done it now, Asuna," Said Makie blushing.
From the other side of the room one of the cheerleaders spoke up grinning mischievously, "It might not be as bad as it appears, think about it," Misa's face grew redder, "he is our age now." No doubt dirty thoughts were running through her mind.
"Kakizaki!" yelled Chisame.
The purple haired cheerleader rose from her seat and pointed at the hacker. "Honestly, how many of you had to hold back because of the age difference? Now's our chance to snag an English hottie with an older body!"
"She has a point," said the redhead in front of the class.
Sayo looked stunned, "You too, Kazumi?"
The reporter smiled wickedly with a mischievous gleam in her eye. "Hey, I'm just agreeing with her, the boy has it going on, and now none of us will be considered pedophiles," she looked over across the aisle, "sucks to be you, class rep."
Ayaka stood in a daze, her eyes kept glued to the door, face flushed. "Negi…he's so beautiful," she was totally ignorant of the world around her.
"Maybe it really didn't have to do with an age thing after all," the reporter laughed nervously, "no more cradle robbing jokes."
Asuna ignored her classmates, looking down at the shattered remains of her failed experiment she felt overwhelmingly guilty. She plopped down into her seat trying to think of a way she could help the young mage while her class went on talking about the positives of Negi's transformation. And Ayaka still was staring at the door like a love sick drone.