Noble
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Chapter 2
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Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Noblesse.
AN: Oh, wow. I didn't expect such an awesome response. Special shoutout to Mirawennem for being such an awesome cookie. Since I'm inspired, I'll probably be updating this story more than my other Avengers one. Also because I haven't been able to recollect myself from the events of Civil War. That movie didn't suck, but it tore my heart apart. Oh, and I got a Black Mamba as my Patronus! I'm pretty chill with it, even though I'm Ravenclaw. What about you guys?
PS: SPOILER ALERT for those who haven't read Noblesse. Also, very AU, as I want to make it possible for non-readers of the webtoon to be able to follow through with the story.
§ Unknown location, unknown time§
Cadis Etrama di Raizel curiously inspected his surroundings. Just moments ago he'd been battling his brother, who was, or rather had been bent on something along the lines of taking over the planet and the enslavement of humans. Raizel wasn't really sure, as he'd never really paid any mind to any of his enemies' ramblings, much like he didn't listen to Frankenstein's lectures about his own grandeur. It always had seemed like a waste of time, anyways.
He frowned at the thought that he now equated his twin brother with an enemy. He supposed millenniums of estrangement did that to a person, whether they be a Noble or not. His brother return to the living had forced Raizel to take some rather extreme measures, resulting in his own and brother's demise. He supposed he had entered a version of Eternal Sleep, while he was sure that his brother's Soul was completely destroyed. That was the price of coming back to the dimensions of Life when you had been banished once. Your Soul paid the price, by completely disappearing once you were once again died.
Raizel supposed it wasn't his brother's fault. It wasn't like he'd purposely told Roctis' daughter, Ignes, to bring him back to life. But it was his own brother's fault for following Ignes. Raizel frowned at the thought of the woman. In his long life, he'd never really hated anybody but that stupid woman. Oh, Frankenstein may think him incapable of holding such emotions, but Raizel wasn't that perfect. Ignes had destroyed the Noble unity their kind had enjoyed for eons. Just for her own greed. She'd ensnared so many of his friends, and he'd been forced to execute them.
But that was all in the past. Now he was dead. A ghost of a smirk ghosted over his face. Unlike his brother, he couldn't truly die. A perk of being the Guardian of Earth, he supposed. Unlike popular belief, he had more than just Nobles under his protection. In fact, he was created to protect most things from the Nobles. Such an overpowered race had needed someone to watch over them. So the Noblesse had been created, born to the first Lord of the Nobles. He'd of course taken the mantle of the Noblesse fairly quickly, as his father had understood that he was supposed to do so, and had done so for millions of years. Up until now.
Now he was in what he recognized as The Council's Hall. The white coloured opulent Hall was vast, with no end in sight, except for four humongous thrones occupying it. The thrones were different in design and colour, as The Council itself consisted of the three different entities; Life, Death, and Fate. As such, Life's throne was glittering with a combination of green and earthy colors, while Death's throne was completely void of any colour. Raizel could never decide if it was white or black. Fate's throne, however, was ever-changing in color. The last throne was coloured a deep red with golden and black undertones. It was Raizel's throne. Raizel himself had been one of those entities, being born as a Guardian.
Fate was the Eldest of them. It had existed before Life and Death. Because Fate somehow came to be, Life and Death came to as well. Because then it was Fated. Raizel's had puzzled both Life and Death, as he'd suddenly come out of nowhere, eons after them. Like all entities before him, Raizel had been 'born' with an innate knowledge of his task. Which was to Guard the established order. Therefore he'd only introduced himself briefly to his seniors before taking on the mantle of Noblesse.
Raizel shook his head. He could muse about the past later. First, he had to Call his, for lack of a better word, seniors. Raizel concentrated and shook off his mortal disguise, reaching a height of at least a hundred feet in mortal terms. He then seated himself in his throne. He sighed as his powers greeted him, and suddenly the buzz of hundreds voices calling for help became stronger. He suppressed them quickly, lest he get a headache. Him sitting in his throne after millenniums alerted the others of his wish to speak to them. He doubted they didn't know of his return. In fact, he was sure that they every single detail of his life on Earth, nosy as they were.
With a flash, the other entities controlling the Universes appeared in their thrones. Much like it's throne, the entity called Fate was ever changing. Unlike Raizel, Life, and Death, who had each chosen a gender, Fate simply couldn't, because it's nature was to be ever-changing. Fate was a dichotomy in that way, Raizel thought.
Life had chosen the form of a female human, though when dinosaurs had roamed the Earth, she'd been determined for her form to be the most terrifying of them. Raizel thought it was rather fitting she chose the form of a woman. Honestly, Raizel had never understood women, whether they be Noble or human. Their thought process was way to convoluted for him to follow. And he would know, being who he was.
Death had chosen a human form, though it's gender was indistinguishable, much like his throne's colour. Raizel had of course chosen the form of a humanoid male, more out of habit than anything else.
Raizel appraised his seniors for a moment before he sighed.
"I know that you were involved in my rather early return. Though I have no doubt that my protegès will be able to handle the situation, it was not part of the plan." Fate, who had thankfully deigned to take a humanoid form, shrugged nonchalantly.
"It was necessary. The wizards and witches of the Magickeverse are on the verge of wiping each other out. Magicke itself is rather weak right now as well. I had plans of sending you there as a...saviour of sort. There is a prophecy and everything." it said. Raizel blinked. The Magickeverse was one of the most important dimensions.
The reason for it's importance was Magicke. Magicke was a force that had been instrumental in the universes' existence. If the universe that strengthened the foundation of the universes collapsed, reality itself would probably cease.
"You will be born as a wizard, with your powers intact of course. This time, that ridiculous course of it affecting your body won't be a problem. I'm much more experienced in making a sturdy human." Life interrupted Raizel's musings. That...was actually a relief. If that curse hadn't hindered him, he'd be done with Ignes Kravei and the Union in a matter of seconds. Instead, it had taken him almost a millennium. Most of which he had slept, but still.
"Our goal is to unify the wizards and witches. Which is easier said than done, of course. They've gotten their prejudices against each other so deep-rooted that it's impossible to convince them that killing the other party isn't the solution." Death said in a frustrated tone. Raizel blinked in surprise. It must be really bad it Death was complaining about...well, death.
"They've got this strange idea that Magicke is divided. As in Light or Dark. Which they equate with good and bad respectively, ignorant little fools that they are. It's tearing Magicke itself apart!" Death concluded rather impassioned. Fate turned it's temporary head towards Raizel, who had finally understood why an entity was needed to solve a mortal matter.
"Lord Fate, if you could give some further details on this matter so I am sufficiently prepared." Raizel requested of the Elder. Fate tilted its head at being addressed as Lord, but smiled in appreciation at Raizel's politeness. For Raizel, it was rather normal, as being polite was step 1 of being a Noble. And he figured 'Lord' was an appropriate term, as both female and male Noble leaders were addressed as 'Lord'.
"Well, it begins with one Albus Dumbledore and Tom Marvolo Riddle..."
AN: The entity thing is entirely my own. They're not Gods per say, but physical representation of their affinities, or in Raizel's case, Guardian. This chapter is to give an insight into what my characterization is going to be like. I don't know how many of the webtoon readers have read the Rai special on Line, but in that, we gain a deeper insight of what kind of person Rai really is. And he struck me as very Ravenclaw-like, cold, distant to most people but a few, calculating and very, very, observant. Oh well.
As the story itself is going to play out in the Potter-verse, you likely don't need to read up on Noblesse, though I would recommend it to all living people on the planet because it's A.W.E.S.O.M.E.
Review, please. I'm still pretty unsure about this, tbh.