Disclaimer: I do not own Noblesse, it's a brilliant webtoon made by Son Je Ho and Lee Gwang Su.
Plot: Amidst the daily life and the confrontation against union, a new enemy arises, and at the same time, a strange boy comes from the future, but is he an enemy or ally? And how does he know the Noblesse, Frankenstein and all the others?
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Messenger from the Future
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The situation was dire. While both Regis and Rael were out of battle conditions, Frankenstein had arrived to help against the two foreigners. Strangely enough, the brown-haired boy wasn't willing to commence a fight against them, but rather he wanted to help instead…?
Frankenstein was ready to attack again, still, the brown-haired boy stepped between him and the werewolf. The oddest thig was that, despite not knowing the boy it seems he was trying to protect the since he was facing the werewolf.
"This boy… He gives the same feeling as… Just who in the world is him?" the blonde human frowned in vexation.
"You can't play with the past, Maduke." The boy's angered voice was directed to the werewolf "Your opponent will be me." A devilish grin appeared on his face "Shall we start?"
"Maduke?" the dark-spear master thought "I'm sure I've heard this name before… Isn't he the…? Moreover, this boy… The more I look at him, I can't help but think his powers are like mine, yet, slightly different…"
In fact, the werewolf in question was Maduke, although his appearance was slight different with the mixture of brown and silver fur on his body and hair; whilst the boy was a complete stranger, at least, to Frankenstein.
In a blink of eye, the battle between the two foreigners started, while Maduke barged to slice open the boy, he avoided skillfully, with a smirk on face, which remembered Frankenstein of his own self when in battle mode.
"What's the matter? I thought you've undergone modifications, Lord Maduke… Can't you even match up to my speed?!" he defied.
"Shut up! Half-breed!"
He drew a desperate cut with his ferocious claws, the boy almost didn't make it, and acquired an injury on his head.
"Is that supposed to be an insult?" his smile enlarged, irritating the adversary.
Maduke dashed swirling in the air to deliver a powerful drill-like strike, the brown-haired teen reunited the dark aura around him to make a shield, but it wasn't strong enough, and it broke, only retarding the strike for brief seconds.
The boy used his arms to defend the blow, it didn't impede him from being throw away by the powerful hit. The spectators could listen to the sound of the nearby trees going down and the ground breaking when the boy was sent flying towards the forest.
Frankenstein frowned and followed the battlers, going to the forest that was partially destroyed due to the violent exchange of blows. The brown-haired boy was having a hard time, but he stood up when the enemy came bloodthirsty, defending himself from some hits.
The scientist's eyes opened wide when he felt the eerie aura pouring from the boy's body, just like his aura. Surprisingly, not only his aura was the same, but his attacking style, because he also materialized the dark matter into lances and made them rain down, as violently as Frankenstein.
Maduke approached fast and suspended the boy by his collar, threw him away to defend from the rain of dark lances. The teen coughed and the werewolf growled in anger, jumping furiously to dilacerate the teen, nevertheless, he was interrupted when dark lances were sent flying to hinder his way. His glance swerved to the side, where Frankenstein was standing with an arrogant smile.
"I can see how impressive, first you fought against two injured children, and now you are fighting against a child that mustn't ever have a tenth of your age." He clapped his hands praising falsely the enemy.
"Damn human!" he snarled "I'll put an end to your life here, Frankenstein!"
"Oh, do you know me? What an honor. I'm sorry, but I really don't remember meeting you before." He confessed with irony "Maybe you were not important enough for me to remember."
"As insolent as ever!"
His focus averted from the boy to the new enemy, and he headed rashly sending a cut through the air. Of course, the blonde didn't make much effort to avoid with a single movement, aggravating the annoyance of his opponent, but the brown-haired boy didn't seem pleased, in fact, he was seemingly worried.
"Hey! I am your opponent! Don't dare to attack another person in the middle of our fight!" He recklessly called.
Maduke glared to the boy, his eyes shone in fury with a blazing glimmer oscillating, sending a shiver to the boy's body.
"I'll take care of you later, your filthy creature!"
Then, he attempted to kill Frankenstein again, but the blonde wasn't even bothered by his aleatory attacks. The boy frowned and interfered, irritated for being ignored. His injuries had leaded his attacks to become slow and less heavy, but Maduke paid attention to them, and evaded.
"Your… Half-thing…"
He bared his fangs and delivered a blow towards the boy, but before he could complete his movement, a dark stake plunged his body. He coughed some blood and turned to Frankenstein who was smiling deviously.
"Well, well… Look where it had gone… I guess you should pay more attention to your sides, pal."
Seeing the evident delight of Frankenstein in torturing an enemy, Maduke grinded his teeth, and delivered another attack, but the blonde evaded again, however, this time, the attack hit the ground, and only when the dust covered the place, he could understand the purpose of his enemy.
"He disappeared…" the dark-spear master frowned.
"He can… Hide his presence." The brown haired boy commented.
"And who are you?" he scrutinized the boy from tip to toe.
He was a teenager, about the children's age. He was full of cuts and injuries, most of them seemed superficial, but his arm was in a particular bad state, it was trembling. His head was bleeding a bit too. Was he inexperienced in fights against stronger opponents? Or was it he lost his coldness in the middle of the fight? One or another, the most intriguing thing were his powers and his essence.
"… I can't tell you much… But let's say I'm on your side…" he bowed deeply.
"If you want me to trust you, I guess you're asking too much." The blonde scientist narrowed his eyes "I don't know what problems you arranged with werewolves, but don't bring it to my place."
"S-sorry." he sweat-dropped nervously speaking "It won't happen again…"
That moment, the two clan leaders arrived at the fight's field in a state of anxiety and preoccupation.
"Where is him?!" Rael looked around, irritated.
"He fled." Frankenstein answered vaguely.
"Ah! Sir Regis and Sir Rael, are you fine?!" the brown haired boy hurriedly approached them
The young nobles were dazed with the sudden address of the boy. From what they remembered, they had never met him once, so… How could he know their names? Even if he knew the names of nobles, he wouldn't have any means to recognize exactly which noble he was talking to.
"Why are you talking to me?! We have never met before!" Rael was annoyed.
"… Back then that werewolf called you a half breed… And your attacks from before definitely weren't those of a werewolf… You don't seem like one…" Frankenstein commented.
The cold, analytical glance of the blonde warrior made the boy gulp and he casted his glance down, worriedly.
"Also, your presence, I had difficult in deciding if you were a human or a werewolf… You're or a modified human, or a modified werewolf… Or could it be… You're really only half of both?"
"Tch…" the brown-haired clicked his tongue "You're not an easy person to deal with, you know?" he smiled resignedly.
"If you're not our enemy, then, what you want from us?" the silver-haired inquired.
"I'm sorry for appearing so suddenly, I hope you all understand the circumstances did not allow me to present myself…" he bowed politely "I'm an ally, and I came here to help, mainly because that werewolf was coming to slay all of you…"
"I'm more interested in knowing how you know us…"
"I'll tell everything I'm allowed to, Sir Frankenstein…"
"So, you also heard my name?"
"Many people do hear your name around the world, Am I right?" he sighed troubled "I'd love to explain everything, but I really can't… Before talking to you properly, I'd like to have a word with Raizel-nim."
The last name he pronounced changed the mood, now, the three listeners wore serious expressions and had a doubtful gazes resting on the boy's figure.
"Do you expect I will really happily lead you to my master?" there was a hint of rage on Frankenstein's words.
"You do not deserve to talk with the noblesse!" the Kertia leader exclaimed in disapproval.
"I'm well aware he deserves the utmost respect." The boy affirmed with education and calmness "However, the situation demands his participation…"
"And why did you suppose this?" the Landrege heir questioned.
"Raizel-nim has all of you under his wings, thus, every situation concerning your welfare is linked to him…Moreover I cannot openly talk to you about this issue…"
"Are you asking us to trust you when you can't trust us? That's not very wise." Frankenstein retorted.
"You're misinterpreting me. It's not that I don't trust you, but rather, my situation doesn't permits I talk about it… Because…" he looked into the eyes of the scientist "I came from the future."
There was a dramatic pause before they could process his words on their brains: Regis was wordless for a moment, Rael was too, but as soon as he listened, a sarcastic smile played on his lips, raising one of his brows in discredit; as for Frankenstein, he was confused for one moment, narrowing his eyes afterwards.
"Of course, it may sound like a prank, but, trust me, I'm telling the truth. I can tell everything you wish to know about your enemy too, I only ask you to not make questions regarding me, it could cause troubles in many ways…"
The solemnity on the boy's words showed how his opinion was steady, it did not refrained him from receiving doubtful glances and mockery, though.
"If you really came from the future, what was the reason you came back? People shouldn't mess with time travels." The blonde scientist criticized.
"I know it's not right, but Maduke, the guy who attacked you before, it was him who traveled first… I merely followed him to prevent he changed the past, but I guess it's impossible, since the simple fact we're having this conversation now shouldn't happen…" he sighed worriedly.
"Who is that Maduke?"
"In your time, he is the current Lord of werewolves…"
"What?" Regis frowned "Why would the Lord of Werewolves come back to the past, then?"
"Many things will happen on your battle against union, and he will end up becoming an enemy. To eliminate the ones who hindered his way, he came back to kill them before they had the chance to ruin his plans…"
"Do you think we will fall for your blabbering?!" Rael scowled stepping onwards the boy.
"Calm down, Rael." Frankenstein blocked Rael with an arm "That still doesn't explain why someone like you would be helping us. What's your relation to the werewolves and us?"
"…" he glanced down again "I know you all… In the future… Though, I'm not born on this time yet…"
"…"
The dark-spear master narrowed his eyes, thinking thoughtfully on the words, Rael was still skeptical and Regis also was pondering with more consideration to decide whether he should believe or not on the boy.
"Sheesh… I guess it was too much to listen now… My mistake." The brown haired sighed tiredly "Listen, that man will come for you all again, you need to be on alert." He frowned "I'll be excusing myself for today, but we will meet again."
He bowed politely, turning to take his leave, but felt a quiver after hearing an unusual calm voice calling him:
"Wait there, future boy." Frankenstein crossed his arms. "Where do you plan on going with those wounds?"
"Those will heal in a minute… Sir, but…" he sweated thinking about an answer "I guess I'll stay on the… Streets? Anyway, I'll be fine on my own…"
He quickly walked, but stopped once again after listening to another voice:
"The streets?" the silver haired gasped.
"That a bit…" even Rael was shocked.
"Is he a stray dog?" the two clan leaders thought in unison.
"Ahem." The blonde human put a hand on his mouth "I'm not willing to believe your whole fairy tale, but I'm not inconsiderate. I'll let you stay on my house until you're fully healed; after all, you helped those two before, didn't you?"
"… Thank you…" he bowed clumsily.
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On the laboratory, Frankenstein tended to Regis and Rael first, since their condition was worse. Fortunately, it wasn't something grave they couldn't get better with some rest. On the other side, the brown-haired boy had some serious injuries, or it was what he thought.
"You seem quite well… Your arm is almost healed…" Frankenstein was impressed "Your rate of healing is not of a common human, it's higher than noble's standards, but it's still slower than a pure-blood werewolf…"
The three of them were still trying to find out the boy's purpose, and glanced to him, making him feel uncomfortable, but he had to keep his silence. The scientist broke the tense and awkward moment:
"Anyway, what's your name? You know our names, but you haven't told yours… We can't call you future boy forever…"
"It's Victor, Sir."
"Talking about it, your powers are quite similar to him…" Regis commented to Frankenstein.
The boy seemed somewhat nervous, though, his expression didn't waver much and he awaited the rest of the conversation, refraining from telling anything compromising.
"I-I thought the same…" Rael gazed at the brown-haired.
"Well, as said, he has powers and fighting style similar to mine, however, he gave a similar vibe of a werewolf, and seeing how he is related to them, I assume you're an hybrid? I'm perplexed about the fact we know a hybrid in the future…"
"It's not strange." He snapped "You already know one, I mean… Even if M-21 ajusshi is a human, he can be considered a hybrid since he was implanted with a werewolf heart, right?"
They were shocked with his impulsive declaration. He also knew about M-21, and even the details of his modifications. Maybe he was really telling the truth about coming from the future?
"How do you…?" the Landrege leader was amazed.
"Shit." The future boy clicked his tongue, he had talked a lot more than he should already.
"You're right. It's not strange you would know him too…" Frankenstein accepted that answer as the truth "If you know him, there's a highly probability you also know us. That would explain the things…"
"R-really, do you believe me know?" his eyes were full of expectation, if not an admiration with the man's intellect.
"I only said it makes sense, I can't simply trust you yet. If you, in any way mean to cause harm to my master or to any person under my care, if you really know me, you must know what will happen…"
The menacing glare he sent to the boy was understood, and he again, gulped a bit frightened with the open threat, feeling the dark aura that emanated from Frankenstein for a brief moment.
"I-I understand…" he said, paralyzed by pure fear "Sir."
"He does know how to show respect towards the others…" Regis approved satisfied "But… I didn't think he would also respect us, nobles…" he thought "Maybe we will be important in the future…?"
"Do you think so?" Rael also started to wonder a bit excited with the idea.
"If this new enemy really came from the future and is trying to kill us, we need to return home and inform my master and the others about it as soon as possible."
"Good…" Victor sighed in relief "I'll tell everything I can when everyone is reunited."
With eyes full of determination he clenched his fists, thinking about his mission of saving the past.
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Far, far away
On the Werewolves Reign
Maduke, the current Lord was impatient and angered by the inutility of his subordinates. Lunark and Kentas were kneeled in front of their lord, awaiting his orders.
"Our race thought we could deal with the current clan leader, notwithstanding we suffered a ludicrous fail on Lukedonia's invasion, we still lack preparation for this battle… But, before that, there's an enemy we must eliminate no matter what happens…"
"My Lord?" Kentas raised his eyes, expecting the continuation.
"The traitor Muzaka is our priority, we can deal with Lukedonia later… However, I'm afraid just the two of you won't suffice to fight against him… That's why, this time, I guess it's the opportunity for his clan to mark presence on this matter."
His eyes were sheer cold, infected with a silent anger that caused chills and tension on his servants. When he finished the sentence, a fourth person arrived at the salon. It was a white robbed werewolf with silver spiky hair a face with brusque traits and gray eyes, his body was muscular like Kentas.
"Bertrand will support you on this mission…"a stern expression possessed Maduke "Your orders are to intercept Muzaka and kill him! That's what the traitor of our race deserves!"
"Yes, My Lord." Kentas bowed respectfully.
"Yes…" Lunark bowed, but her expression was far from satisfaction, instead, she was consternated in saying the words.
"Shall we go?" Bertrand, the silver-haired werewolf smiled doubtfully as he thought on killing the traitor.
The werewolves began to move. Is this scheme something that should happen on the present or the presence of the two individuals from the future has already changed the facts?
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The future-self of Maduke was cursing the young half-werewolf as he hid his presence, escaping to land, crossing the sea.
"Victor… Muzaka… Frankenstein… All of them… ALL OF THEM! I hate them!" he shouted in anger and drops of his saliva fell on the sea. "I'll kill them, and the first one will be Muzaka!" he smiled with madness, blinded by his wrath. "The first Place I shall go is… Korea!"
The villain makes his move, and now the pieces are set into motion. What will this encounter that soon will happen, seeds and alter in the distant future?
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