Authors Notes: This will be a crossover of an original character that comes from the Negima Universe and the Suikoden IV World. Depending on how things turn out, I might just write sequels into the other Suikoen Series too. But enoughn of this. Mahou Sensei Negima belongs to the famed manga artist Ken Akamatsu and Suikoden belongs to the wonderful people at Konami.

Prologue: Arrival at Another Dimension

Rain poured down on the charred battlefield as bodies littered the ground, the mixed stench of death and burned flesh made his nostrils cringe.

All around him, the bodies of his comrades were mixed with the carcasses of the demonic invaders that had attacked his hometown.

The young man in question that stood with tattered robes, and gashes across his body was glaring at the demonic being that had perpetuated all this. The young man looked about 24 years old, with short blonde hair and gentle blue eyes, which was now a cold glacial blue. His opponent however, was a massive winged demon, with battle scars criss crossing his muscular body, and he gave the young mage a smirk.

" So, shall we end this, young magister ? Not even your father, the famed Magister Evans was able to stop me... what makes you think you can stop me, young Evans ? You might be a prodigy, but your skills are still too weak to defeat me."

" Silence, Darzazh! " Martin Evans cried out in defiance. " I'll stop you and kill you right now, even if it means my own death."

He then took a battle stance, and then started intoning. "Diem, ras, magister! "

The demon chuckled. " So... you still have energy to cast spells, hmm ? As I suspected... you are far too dangerous to leave alive, young Evans. I'll relish the task of killing you, but then again... it might be fun to get of rid of you without killing you."

He then began to speak in his demonic tongue, uttering in his demonic tongue while Martin Evans continued to chant. "septendecim spiritus aeriales, coeuntes... SAGITTA MAGICA, SERIES FULGURALIS!"

Seventeen bolts of lighting streaked from Evan's hand and striked the demon, who howled in pain, breaking his concentration, and throwing him back. Not wanting to give the demon a chance to retaliate, he once again called upon one of his spells. " Diem, ras, magister! undertriginta spiritus lucis... SAGITTA MAGICA, SERIES LUCIS!"

Once again, twenty nine arrows of light flew from Martin striking the demon, who felt his injuries grow worse, due to him being a creature of darkness. The demon Darzazh knew he had not long to live right now, with the severe injuries that was inflicted by the young prodigy magister in front of him right now. ' This boy is getting desperate and powerful due to his anger... this does not bode well for me... ' The demon thought as he felt fear for the first time of his life. ' This boy is able to kill me outright.. I can feel him powering up for one last spell, one that will surely spell my demise.'

He winced as he got up and then used his blood as a catalyst, and began one last spell, before he is killed. ' The last thing I can do is to remove this boy from this world, through any means... if my brethren and I are to succeed in their attacks in the future.'

Martin noticed the demon powering up, and winced. ' This is my last shot... if this one does not kill it, then this world is doomed.' He then started to power up, putting as much magical energy that he could spare without killing himself. " Diem ras, magister! veniant spisritus aerials fulguriens... "

Darzazh's eyes widened as he recognised THAT particular spell, and he muttered faster, his aura getting figure as a sickly blue glow appeared at both ends of his arms. He then brought his palms out and concentrated, and fired, just as Martin finished his spell. "...cum fulgurationi flet tempestas austrina. JOVIS TEMPESTAS FULGURIENS!!!!"

A spiralling funnel of wind and thunder streaked towards his position and struck him, effectively killing him at the same time his spell hit Martin. A large portal opened and Martin cried out in pain and exhaustion, as he was tossed into a limbo, travelling through endless space for some time, before he saw a bright light, and he was dumped unceremoniously from the middle of the sky onto a sandy patch of land. He fell unconscious due to the portal travel, as well as due to him depleting his mana reserves.

At the same time, a Gaien patrol ship, commanded by Vice-Commander Katarina was in the area. One of her knights was at the side, scanning the horizon and one of the knights who was tasked to survey the surrounding area, exclaimed. " VIce-Commander ! There seems to be a body on a deserted island a few miles off our starboard bow! Should we investigate ? "

Katarina considered for a few moments and nodded. " Lay in an intercept course, bring us to that island and investigate. If that body is still alive, bring it aboard."

" Aye, ma'am." The knight replied as he gave the order and then the patrol ship swerved to the right towards the island where a large canoe with six Gaien knights was going over, and checking out martin's body. Satisfied that the young man was still alive, they gently carried him back to the ship.

The leader of the knights reported. " Ma'am, the man is alive, but barely. He has suffered some wounds all over his body, and his life force is weakening. Its amazing how a man in this condition is still surviving by a thread."

Katarina nodded and said. " Use a Water Rune to heal his wounds, and bring him back to Gaien with us. We need to know why he was injured and how he came about that island."

" Yes, Ma'am. " The knight brought Martin's body into a room and a healer was sent, using his Water Rune to cast the Kindness Drops on him.

Immediately all of Martin's injuries were healed and his breathing became more regular, though he was still unconscious.

As soon as the ship arrived, Katarina gave out the order. " Bring this young man to one of the vacant rooms in the Hall of Knights, and he is to be kept there, until he is awake. I shall report this to Commander Glen."

" Yes, Ma'am!" The knights complied, carrying out her order, even as Katarina went straight to Commander Glen.

The gruff commander of the Knights of Gaien's face beamed a little as he saw Katarina walking towards him. " Welcome back, Vice-Commander. How was the patrol ?"

" it was fine, Commander... barring one incident. My crew picked up a young man, dressed in the tattered remains of a robe, out cold on a deserted island. He was barely living when we found him, and he had a staff and a sword with him. We can't explain how he got there, or how he was injured, so I took the liberty of picking him up and healing him as well as bringing him back here and assigning him a room in the Hall of Knights until he wakes up. We might be able to find out what caused his injuries, as well as how he got there. There wasn't any ship nearby and from what I can tell, he is no native of the Island Nations."

" So... what you are trying to say, we have an enigma in our hands, Vice-Commander ? " Glen raised an eyebrow as he spoke at what his Vice-Commander has just told him.

" Yes, Commander... I believe we do." Katarina answered.

" Hmm.. very well, inform me as soon as our enigma wakes up. I want to visit him and ask the same questions that you wanted to ask as well."

" Yes, Commander. " Katarina nodded as she left the room, leaving Glen deep in thought.

End of Prologue

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