Noblesse
A/N:Hi everyone Lunatari23 here~
This is hopefully a akakuro kuroko no basketball fic that was inspired by the manwha Noblesse. By inspired i mean certain description in the manwha, and not the whole thing itself with knb characters over the Noblesse one lol
Anyway I don't have much to say, just this fic is dedicated to Belles7 who I had the pleasure of talking to, and it to all the crazy stuff we talked about lol, anyway i hope you enjoy it, and if you haven't already check out The Kuroko Shipping Wars that i had the pleasure of collabing with all the wonderful author who ship akakuro.
Disclaimer: You know the deal, i do not own kuroko no basketball, and Noblesse (manwha)
Anyway i hope you enjoy
Prologue:
There was none to welcome him as he entered the city. He came in the dead of a still, black night; the only thing that would have noticed him was the moon, which seemed to gleam down on the world. He did not pass through the city gates, no guard witness his arrival.
He had no need to come through the gates. Boundaries meant for ordinary mortals no longer concerned him. Unseen, unknown, he walked the silent, sleeping streets.
The man walked the dark streets, regally and elegantly. He wore a decorative silver cross on his left ear that constantly swayed with each of his step forward; the jewel embedded onto the cross was a dark crystal, which seemed to gleam a pale sapphire colour in the moonlight. He needed no light to brighten his way. He knew where he was going. His black robe rustled softly around him as he strode forward; his teal eyes, gleaming with a white luminosity, which showed power beyond the likes of this world, it was the only, sparks of light in the slumbering city.
He did not stop when he reached the centre of town. He did not even glance at the abandoned buildings with their dark windows gaping like the eye sockets in a skull. He steps did not falter as he passed among the chilled shadows of the tall oak trees, though these shadows alone had been enough to terrify the adults and children of the city whether it had been morning or night. Even the drunks were weary of the area, and animals steered clear, never wandering into the area, and barking or going mad if they were close by.
There were noises in the area, the only noise that seem to fill the sleeping city. The town had been sealed so that their actions could go about unseen. There were sounds of laughter and cries of agony, begging for it all to stop and let them go. Those who were laughing were enjoying torturing the mortal who they had ensnared into their trap. All of sudden everything turned still, the air chilled, the stray dogs in the area stopped barking and hid in any nook and cranny they could find. The laughter on the street died down; however, it did not stop.
"Hey what was that?" one asked, the other not sure shrugged and turned to look down at the bloodied human on the ground, with his arm twisted and broken leg, but he was gone, though they did not hear him leave at all.
"Where he'd go?" turning to his friend, however what he saw was nothing. Starting to freak out, he turned tail and started running back to the main group. However at the sounds of sudden footsteps, coming closer and closer he stop, and slowly turned around.
A figure who strode with confidence, the black robe he had adorned, swayed and blew due to the wind, showing the fine clothes he was wearing underneath, but none of that mattered, his eyes...he teal eyes shown, and the man could not look away, but started trembling. He tried to run but could not move, almost like he was frozen.
"Y..yo...you did this didn't you? Your fucking dead!" he pushed with all his might as he went to grab the elegant stranger, however as he reached out to grasp the man his hand fell to dust at the man's feet, he trod on without care. As the stranger pass, the shadows on the ground and all around him surrounded the guy who was still gaping at his hand, unable to scream in pain or to warn the others, he was slowly swallowed up by the shadows, wrapping around his foot, tightening as it twisted and broke his leg, and pulled him down, engulfing his waist.
As he realised what was happening and who the mysterious man was he tried to scream, and beg for his life and how it was all a mistake however, the shadows had already wrapped around his mouth like a gag, but it stretched and cut through his throat, and turning back pierced his skull from behind pulling out the man left eye. The shadow tendrils and blood vessel of the eye, attached with all its nerve kept the man from still seeing from the stolen eye, it twisted around to show him what was happening to him.
It was a nightmare, he never once in his life wished that his immortality would just disappear. He might have been able to live forever, but he could still die, it just meant that he healed at a quicker pace than humans. He saw as the shadow broke each and every single one of his bones, he saw it all with the eye that was hovering in front of him wrapped up from the shadow tendril.
His right eye watered and stared at the man walking away and closer to the main group, not once looking back, he knew it was the end of their group, they had gone to far, who knew he would come, they thought he was a myth, a legend, an old story that parents told their children to behave. With those final thought he was eaten away into the darkness, not a single drop of blood had been spilt, no bones, no flesh, nothing was there to show that anyone had been there at all.
Admits the darkness, a single man reappeared onto the streets, fully healed and unaware of anything, he could not remember how he had gotten there, but he ran, as if something was telling him to go home and stay there for the rest of the night.
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As the man made it to the abandoned cathedral, he could hear the constant jeers and cries as those inside tortured more mortal souls. Here he came he finally came to a halt. Standing before the door, his eyes taking in everything, coolly appraising the crumbling minarets and the polished marble that glistened in the cold, piercing light of the stars, he nodded slowly to himself. His glowing teal eyes lowered their gaze to the handle; lifting his thin hand he opened the door.
A chill penetrated the cathedral and all who were within. All the scum, the minions who followed their leader froze fearing the presence that appeared behind the door. All except the leader who sat on the divan watching his crew torture the human in his sick game, realised who had come. Before he could give the order for everyone to flee, the shadows of everything within the cathedral started swelling and rising up off the ground and swallowing up everyone there. It was too late, they were all shutting their eyes, cowering within the shadows awaiting death. They whimpered in fear, cringed and all but tried to scream, however shadowed gagged them as they were dragged down into the dark abyss.
The leader rosed, panicked looking for a way out, but it was pointless, all the windows and doors were covered in layers of what seemed to be burning shadows, as if walking through it would take you into the abyss itself. As all his crew died and disappeared into the unending night, he saw a figure standing there, with his teal eyes glowing brightly amidst the darkness, the teal hair shown as moonbeams lit the fine strands on top of his head, his clothes were immaculate, and didn't have a scratch of dirt which filled the cathedral.
Pausing in his step, the man known as Hanamiya Makoto, eyed the teal haired man. He was careful on his next few steps, one wrong move and he would end up like his gang. Seeing the teal haired man, not doing anything, Makoto slowly strode forward trying to make small talk, however the man didn't say anything but just stared and had a blank look on his face.
In a fit of irrationality Makoto quickly tried to strike the man as he was close enough, however his hand never connected to the man throat. Tendrils of darkness gripped his arm and held it in place.
"Why!? Why did you come! We were only playing with those weak scumbags! Their lives are insignificant! What does it matter if we slaughter them!" he cried out at the teal haired man who was still staring into his eyes. Unflinching and unmoving, taking in all the words of the man before him shouting profanities and the likes.
"...tell me why! You didn't show up when we killed other beings! So why now!" he continued to shout as he was being pulled down into the darkness. Every single bone in his body was being broken slowly and with each broken limb, he was dragged down into the dark abyss, leaving yet no trace of anything.
It wasn't until only his head was left showing from the shadow did the man turn around and elegantly walked away. Raising his thin pale hand, he parted the darkness and walked out back of the cathedral leaving nothing but the answer to the Makoto questions
"I respect your will, however you have harmed human beings, and for that you have becomes offenders that I must now remove. As you are beings of power, you must answer to such"
With those words Hanamiya Makoto disappeared into the darkness, erasing him from the world as if he had never existed to begin with, the only thing that showed that anyone had been there at all was his last words that echoed throughout the cathedral and the quiet night;
"Noblesse"
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As the man walked out of the cathedral he turned towards the direction he had come from and left in that direction. With that the man disappeared into the darkness, leaving no evidence that he was ever there.
Peace stole over the city. The humans who were sound asleep in their beds, drifted from slumber to sweet dreams, blessed by the darkness which brings rest before the dawn.
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A/N: So that was the prologue, i hoped you enjoyed, please review if you want me to continue or not, anyhow i hope you enjoyed this one, i wrote it more seriously than all my other fics here on ffnet, so its not like comedy ish lol
Anyway Lunatari23 signing out~
If you like it and want more than please review~