I do not own Mahou Sensei Negima or Magic:The Gathering. Only one character here is my own & that is Owin. He you cannot use, Akamatsu-san!

-1The Einzberg-Planeswalker Cycle

Prolouge

It had all truly began with the crisis of the Rifts. They were the site of the great battles that the Multiverse had seen, grand battles held by the god-like beings known as Planeswalkers. Their power was so great that it created a tear in the fabric of time & space, rifts that threatened the Multiverse's existence. Three brave planes walkers then set about trying to find others who would be willing to seal the rifts, at the cost of the very lives. After a lifetime of a painful existence, the planesalker known as "thrice touched by fate", sealed the last of the rifts, & began a process known as the Great Mending. However, this Mending had an ill-effect on the creator beings of the Multiverse: The Great Eternities. Their power was severly weakened, & mana, the source of all life & magic, was distorted. After planes walkers began to feel this great change, the Multiverse was then split into three parts.

First was the core; the planes in which the five colors of magic were at they're strongest. These encompassed all the worlds nearest the center of the multiverse: Dominaria. Here Planeswalkers were free to use their full power, & here many knew of their existence, as well as the existence of the five colors.

Then their was the inner rim, the worlds in which the Blind Eternities held little sway. In these worlds, magic did exist, but it was in an unknown state. The five colors were blended together to create a magic that was nothing like the five colors, & here mana was greatly restricted, & so Planeswalkers were unable to draw upon the mana of the land without causing inreperable damage to the plane. Due to the little sway the Blind Eternities held, it was nearly impossible for planes walkers to be born here.

Then finally there was the dead zone, known as the outer rim. Here the Blind Eternities held no sway at all, & magic was non-existent. Here planes walkers were like cancer; a planes walkers prescence alone in one of these worlds could cause the entire plane to collapse, & so planes walkers avoided these worlds at all costs. Thus no planes walker could be born in these worlds.

So the Great Eternities were given boundaries, as were the great beings known as Planeswalkers. Thus we begin a story of two brothers, twice touched by fate. These brothers would cause an untold amount of suffering for many, but their's is a story that must be told. & so we begin, in a plane in the inner rim.

10 years ago…

He was sleeping quite soundly in the shadow of a huge tree. He had a short brown hair, as well as a well-worn traveling cloak. He was also in possesion of a long walking cane, which was really a magic staff. This man was a magician, known throughout the world for his courageous deeds & near-insurmountable power. Now though he was sleeping soundly under the bask of the large oak tree, in a valley that was overlooked by a large Victorian castle in an unknown part of Europe. He was planning to explore that castle until he decided he should rest, when suddenly it happened. He felt a large concentration of energy suddenly form near him, rousing him from his sleep.

"Wow, this is some concentration of power" the man though to himself as the took hold of his staff. He already had many attacks on his life & he meant to be well-prepared for another one. Then suddenly, a man appeared out of thin air, litterally, as though the very air was but a doorway for him to walk through. He could see that the man was visibly in a panic. He wore large billowy clothes which the sleeper identified as mage cloaks. The traveler's face was in a panic, he looked as though he were crying, yelling cries of "Stay away!" & "Please, I beg you, mercy please!". The traveler rushed by the sleeper as though he never noticed him, & continued running away from whatever pursued him.

"That guy definetly needs help" said the traveler, when suddenly he began to feel even more magical power coming. Whatever this prescence was, it was substationally more powerful than the man it was chasing. "Whatever this thing is, I'll stop it here. Sad to say, but I just can't ignore a guy in need" the sleeper said with a smile as he brought up his wand. Suddenly, whatever was chasing the man stepped forth from the air again, & the sleeper almost couldn't contain his anxiety.

This man was more monster than anything. He appeared to be eight-feet tall, however, it was impossible to determine if he was even human. He was covered completely in full armor, armor as dark as midnight. He carried one of the hugest swords the sleeper had ever seen, as black as the armor itself, & was at least twenty-five feet in length & eight feet in width, & it looked impossibly heavy. The scariest thing about this man, however, was the sheer amount of black…something billowing off of him. It twisted & turned like smoke, but the sleeper could feel untold amounts of magic power within the smoke, & it twisted all around the man, through his armor & through his sword twirling around him & moving his long, black cape to where it seemed alive. The man was completely black except for his eyes which were a horrible, murderous blood-red.

Finally the man spoke, & his voice was a low, gutteral growl which caused the ground to shake, & made the sleeper want to cover his ears in pain.

Get back here, Ralim!! We shall continue the duel to the death as we agreed!!" the shadow being said as he began to walk after the man. The sleeper knew that there was no way he could let this being live. Whatever it was, it would definetly kill anyone who got in it's way, & the sleeper would not allow anyone to get hurt.

"Alright buddy, I don't know who you are, but you're not getting past me" the sleeper said as he began the early chants to a spell.

"Get out of my way, insect!!" the shadow said, & suddenly, the sleeper's body was completely ripped apart, as though there were a bomb inside him that had just exploded. Blood had covered the grass where they were, the shadow continued on its way, & the sleeper knew no more.

Finally Owin was able to stop. Ralim's head was firmly grasped in his hand, the severed neck was freely bleeding onto the floor while Ralim's beheaded body lay on the floor, staining the emerald grass a dark wet ruby red. The fool had challenged Owin to a planeswalker duel, & upon seeing that he would lose, the fool took off. There were many things that Owin couldn't forgive, & one was cowardice. Then suddenly, he sensed it. "How can-no…it's weak. It won't ignite. Hmm…" Owin said as he pondered his thoughts & the meaning behind what he felt. He then decided. "It looks like I'm going to have fun in this world" he said as he headed off to the large school campus that was there.

He had finally arrived at the large school building. He was currently using his shadow abilities so that no one notice that he was there. It appeared to be what at was known as an "all girl's school", where the young girls apparently came to learn. Owin had certainly hit upon good fortune. There was a large posting near at the school entrance that decreed that they were in search of a bodyguard for a paticular class , 3-A.

"As far as I know, that person is in that same class. Fate smiles upon me" Owin said with a smile. & so, the planeswalker known as Owin stepped through the school gates, which proclaimed at the top: Mahora Gakuen.

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This is the first part to a pretty long story that I am going to be writing. Owin is a planeswalker that I created, but the setting is obviously from Mahou Sensei Negima. This is going to be a Mahou Sensei Negima/Magic the Gathering crossover that I hope people will like. Also note that in this story, I changed what effect the mending had on the Multiverse: The Blind Eternities were weakened as opposed to the planeswalkers. Constructive Critism will be greatly appreciated.