This is an Asterik Wars Fanfiction only.
Ever since I could walk I been doing only one thing, training. I lived for it, earned my meals doing it, some of the people around me even joked that I even did it in my sleep. If they only knew that it was in fact exactly what I did when I slept.
My name is Ayato Amagiri, or so I was told by the people that raised me. I was supposedly a member of a family that practiced an ancient and honorable form of swordsmanship and as one of the two last children of that family I was supposed to master it, in truth, I often hoped they let my sister take the mantle of the master to their family style.
I say their family style because no matter how much they called me son, I never felt like they were family, I guess the fact that every member of my family had deep dark blue hair, and I in contrast some people say have red hair, almost the color of blood.
My dreams were if anything fun, I always meet the same old man. A man with shaggy clothes, long beard, and long hair. His face had the most interesting scar on his cheek, it was a cross-shaped scar on his cheek and he often looked like he didn't even notice it. He often taught me things that my supposed parents never dreamed off.
It was thanks to these dreams I began to learn the style of my family, and as the last member of my clan, I had every intention to master the style of my family. We did not go for the outlandish use of prana or even elaborate displays of skills, the style my family practiced was for the sole purpose of being able to deal with multiple enemies, and bring nothing but a swift end to their lives, it was called the Hiten Mitsurugi Style.
As I grew up, thanks to my master's teaching I began to grow bigger than most kids my age. The Hiten Mitsurugi Style was so demanding on the practitioners that one must be strong or the use of the skills of our swordsmanship style could kill the unprepared.
It should be a problem for me since even if I looked to some strange, I wouldn't be that strange to my own kind. Back before I was even born a series of meteors struck the nations of the world, causing untold death, damage, and chaos. They called this even the Invertia, the world changed in a single day and humanity changed too.
The governments of the world were simply unable to handle the chaos, the damage and the economic cost of the disaster, so they turned to the six most powerful corporations in the world, they united together to form the Integrated Enterprise Foundation, they did what all the governments in the world could not.
They helped the needy, saved the people, repaired and restored order to the word, so much so that the people in gratitude decided to do away with the old governments and the Integrated Enterprise Foundation in what would seem to everyone else as an act of charity became the government of the entire world or at least the world that the Invertia tragedy made.
The meteors caused unknown energy to spread throughout the world, and this energy changed everything that was alive, humans were an exception to this. Humans began to be born with otherwise believed impossible, mystical and even called magical abilities, their bodies could produce energies no human before could ever use, they call it Prana.
As I was born one of these new types of humans, I should tell you what my kind was called so that you at least know what to call us, they called those with my ability, the ability to use prana Genestellas.
Anyways enough about the stuff everyone already knows, it has been eighteen years since the day I was born, and I guess I really should have been careful with my wish. As I turned five years old both my adoptive parents died during an attack by a cult that hates Genestellas like me and my sister.
My sister Haruka became the master of the Amagiri Style and I guess she became sort of like my new adoptive parent, I rather call her my guardian. My training with master continued to progress, and let's face it thanks to the abilities and skills I developed I could quite literally dance around Haruka when we sparred.
Her ability to bind my movements, however, was simply too much to handle and because of this she always and I mean always won every single one of our sparring matches. She was with me till I turned ten years old, and that was when she for some odd reason simply disappeared from my life.
I couldn't help but to feel that she had abandoned me, I guess she was finally sick of being around me. I wouldn't be or shouldn't be surprised since after all in her own words she admitted that I was adopted and thus we were not related at all.
As I had no place to go or a place to call home one of the companies in the Integrated Enterprise Foundation took an interest in me, or should I say took an interest in my abilities to fight, since they first met me when I killed a bunch of thugs that planned to sell me into slavery.
As they found me they chained me up and took me to the office of a rather harsh man, he had a look about him like his entire life was the Foundation, I guess those rumors about executives going through brainwashing training were not rumors at all.
"Ayato Amagiri, you killed the men that we sent to collect you, have you anything to say as your defense?"
I looked at him and glared at him, "Those men said they were going to sell me into slavery. I was not about to let those dishonorable, despicable men turn me into a sex slave without a fight, the honor of my family would never allow it."
The man laughed as he got off his chair and walked around the desk, he was still laughing as he walked towards me. "Silly boy, don't you know a test when you see one. I am an executive of the Integrated Enterprise Foundation, and this test was to see if you had the ability and resolve to assume the debt your sister owes us."
I looked at him and I saw in his eyes that he was dead serious, "What debt are you talking about?"
He walked over to me and pulled on my chains till I was standing right in front of him. "Your sister asked the Foundation for a substantial amount of money, I imagine she used it to provide for you and her, but she suddenly disappeared and thus the Foundation thinks she is either dead or she just ran away to evade paying her debt."
I looked at him as he held the chain up that kept me from touching the ground. "I don't care what Haruka owes or where she is, she abandoned me too. Don't call her my sister, she is no relative of mine."
He let go of the chain and I came crashing back down onto the ground, the chains were heavy, large and were tied around my body, so much iron I could barely move at all. "You may have been abandoned by her, but that does not excuse the debt. Ayato Amagiri, from this day forth you shall train for the Foundation. You shall pay with your body and deeds the debt Haruka Amagiri owes us. Let us hope you achieve success, for failure is punished quite severely."
For the next four years, I trained, and my master doubled his efforts in teaching me. The pain was unbearable, I sometimes wished I could die just to make the pain stop. For four-year I was taught everything regarding contracts, laws, and other legal knowledge I would need, my master taught me to defend myself and I obeyed his instructions as if they were holy words.
As my training came to an end I came to be given the position of Security Adjuster, you might think this position is nothing more than a glorified version of a security guard, and you would be wrong.
The Security Adjusters were men and women, ten in total, that worked to secure and protect the foundation from internal and external threats. They were the hidden hand of the Integrated Enterprise Foundation, the sword that was to be used when negotiation and diplomacy had failed, the first and last line of defense.
As I looked at myself I saw the badge that was on my chest, and I couldn't help but feel proud of having achieved some things that were considered impossible by my peers. I managed to pay off the debt in record time, I even was given promotions as a Security Adjuster to reach the second highest position in my given profession. I reached the rank of Captain and thus I was the second highest Adjuster that the Foundation had.
The job of the Security Adjuster was gruesome to others but not to me, thanks to my family style of combat I was still to face a situation where I was truly challenged, at age eighteen I had enough kills to my name to say I made enough graves to fill a large graveyard.
I really hate that blasted subordinate of mine, damn her and that detestable anime she loves so much, what with that supposed hero called the caped baldy. Who names a hero a cape baldy? Irene loves that show so much she watches that damn thing during every single one of my meetings with the rest of the Adjusters.
She even began calling me Sonic, I didn't know till I saw the blasted show for myself and then I knew that if the Foundation didn't consider it treason, I would gladly beat that empty head of hers into a nice long coma. Sonic was an almost female looking ninja in that show, I almost felt that the nickname was more of an insult than a nickname after that.
Needless to say, I avoided Irene like she was a plague, today I have a meeting with my superior it seems he is being promoted yet again and being made the person in charge of the single most useless thing in the world, the blasted Festas. Combat where the entire way to win is to cut a pin, knock someone out, or get them to admit their loss.
I still believe that it is pointless to even try to get a person to survive, to call a fight with swords a mere spectacle sport is a useless banter, that only those whose hands have not been stained with the blood one men can believe.
The sword is a weapon, the act of learning swordsmanship is the decision to learn how to kill, to think that using a sword to strike at another and call it a sport for mere entertainment is the useless talk of those who have never fought to defend or to take a life.
"Ayato, come right in. I am sorry to tell you that I have been promoted to be the person in charge of the Festa, I know how much you have them."
I looked at him, it's hard to believe that not that long ago he once held the chains that were tied around my body, now he treats me like I been a life long friend. This guy has more faces than a deck of cards it seems.
"I hate Festas and you know it well, but I hardly think you called me to your office to discuss that ridiculous fake arena. Now come on, I have things to do, reports to prepare, assassinations to plan. Since you are being promoted, does this mean I finally get to be the head of the Security Adjusters?"
He began laughing much like he once did long ago, "Ayato I swear if you hadn't been such a dependable subordinate I might have kept you around just for your wonderful sense of humor. No Captain, you aren't getting a promotion. In fact, you could almost say that you are getting the proverbial boot."
I didn't like where this was going, "Care to explain that? I am getting fire!"
He once again got off his chair and walked towards me, and he placed his hand on my shoulder. "As an excellent Adjuster, it has been said that you would be the perfect person to go to one of the six Academies and serve the Foundation as a guardian of our interests in that environment."
I looked at him and this made him back off, "You mean to tell me the Foundation wants me to be an undercover Adjuster in a school, one of the six schools in the water city? Tell me, my dear old friend, what could possibly motivate me to accept that post and leave my subordinates without my guidance?"
He laughed as I talked to him, he placed his hand in his pocket. "I seem to recall you saving the life of a young lady from the family of Einfield. I would suggest you go there to keep her safe, I also have seen a current picture of her and she has become quite the beauty."
That was the final straw, "You even dare to look at my friend like that! I knew that you were the way I thought you were all along, they may deny it, but you are a pervert through and through."
He laughed and he placed his hands on his hips as he laughed, "No my dear boy, I am no mere pervert, I AM A SUPER PERVERT!"