黒色のフォンセ!

Kokushoku no Foncé!


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For those of you wondering, Foncé is pronounced "phone-SAY"

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Level 3: 第一の術

Level 3: The First Spell

"Remember," said Foncé, "it is your emotion that fuels my spells. The more feeling you put into my spells the more power they have. Keep in mind that that casting spells will drain you, you be careful."

"Got it."

"And when we finish we can go get some breakfast. I'm feeling generous, so I'll let you choose the place, partner."

"Oh, thanks."

The two were standing out in the middle of a field in the early morning, free from distractions. They had gotten up early to train. Foncé had carefully planed out a schedule for them, listed various ways they could train over the next few days. She believed that at this point in the Devil Battle most Devils would be more intent on training than seeking each other out. After a reasonable amount of training, they were to secure a specific location in Europe that Foncé had not yet explained about. Afterwards she wanted to find her older brother, Imité. That when she wanted to begin her plan in earnest, but Ken didn't know what this future plan of hers was. Foncé just told him to forget about that for now and concentrate instead on their plans for training.

The sun had only just begun to rise of the horizon, allowing Ken just enough light to see. He held the book open in his hand, that alien word Anheiru glowing faintly. Today they were going to train with inanimate objects. Foncé faced a large rock sticking out of the ground a few feet away. She pointed her left hand at the rock, her palm open.

"Pour your hatred into it," she instructed briskly. "Dredge up your worst memories. Take your anger and hate and turn it into power."

Worst memories…Ken forced himself to think back to time last year, to an event he would never forget.

Hey Bak, answer me when I talk to you.

This guy just ignores us. He ignores everything. He's retarded or something.

I bet if I piss on his head he wouldn't notice.

See, he doesn't respond even when I poke him.

Hey, what's he doing?

He just stabbed him in the neck with his pencil!

Someone stop him! Bak's going to kill Oda!

Mr. Bak, please explain this paper to us.

Do you really think killing everyone you don't like is justifiable?

In addition to assaulting a classmate you wrote how you want to murder people who annoy you.

You're going to be suspended.

We might have to expel you. We have to take threats like these seriously these days.

It's all my fault! I should have been in the classroom! I could've prevented any of this from happening!

I'm so sorry Mr. Bak. I left the classroom even though I know you get bullied when I'm away. Please forgive me.

Hey, look who's back!

Didn't you break Oda's arm or something?

Oh please don't kill me Bak!

I didn't fight back because it's dishonorable to hit the mentally retarded.

Ken's jaw tightened, his teeth grinding together until they ached. His heart raced, blood pounding in his ears. His breathing became fast and ragged. The entire world turned red. He heard his classmates laughing at him, swearing at him, threatening him.

Why?

Because I'm too good for them. They're jealous of my genius. The hate me for being superior to them in every way. They want to drag me down so I can never realize my true destiny. They…they…

"ANHEIRU!"

The beam of solid darkness took Foncé by surprise, its sheer power pushing her back. The beam, much longer and thicker than the spell she cast the day before, leapt vigorously from her left palm. She had to grab her wrist with her right hand to steady herself. She watched in awe as the Anheiru lanced forward into the rock where it exploded in a huge black blossom of raw darkness energy. The blast was eerily silent, making only an ominous humming.

The dark explosion quickly faded. Foncé's eyes went wide. The rock had been completely obliterated. Now a circular crater where to rock once stood was all that remained.

Impossible! she thought, awed enough to drop her emotionless façade and not realize it. There's no way the first spell could be that powerful! My partner must be a bottomless abyss of hate to do that!

Ken gasped for breath. He felt winded, yet better than he ever had in a long time, like a huge weight had been lifted from him. It was an absolutely amazing sensation.

"Hey, Foncé!" he called out. "Want to do some more?"

After an hour of practicing with the first spell, Foncé and Ken were exhausted. They cast the spell six more times that morning, each time with weaker results than that first Anheiru, but they were still impressively powerful. Visitors to the field later that day would be puzzled to find the peculiar holes that now littered the area.

The pair managed to limp over to a nearby MacDonald's where they recovered their strength and ate several breakfast meals in a row.

"That was some hate you put into that first spell," said Foncé. "What did you think of?"

Ken grimaced and put his food down. "At school, I try my best to just ignore everyone who torments me. I just refuse to talk to any of those stupid apes, and they think that's really funny. One day this guy named Oda pushed me too far, so I stabbed repeatedly in the neck with my pencil. It was blunted, so the little bastard was more shook up than really hurt. I got expelled for a week for that. When the principal found out that I had written a paper in class about how I'd be justified in killing them for tormenting me I was nearly expelled."

"They were afraid that you'd act on those word?"

"Correct. What idiots. I only wrote it because I was frustrated. It's not like I was seriously going to turn the paper in like that."

"But you do think you can act on those words?"

"Yeah. Without a second thought."

A smile spread across Foncé's white face. "I see."

"The only one who defended me was my homeroom teacher, Miss Hachiya." He smiled wistfully. "She's the only one who cares about me."

"You don't think I care about you?" she asked in a hurt tone. "Ken?"

"Hey, you just said my name."

"Oh. I suppose I did."

"You're not going to call me 'partner' anymore?"

She smiled at him with a fair approximation of warmth. "You're Ken to me from now on."

He looked happy. "Cool."

She chuckled inwardly. Her calculated display of affection and warmth worked like a charm. Humans were so easy to manipulate.

No, she thought, it all people, Devil and human alike.

"Ken?" she asked sweetly and a little hesitantly. "May I ask you something?"

"Go ahead babe."

Babe? Now there was something she could do without. What was she, his lover? She was will to do a lot to make him obey her, but becomingKen's lover was not one of them.

"Will you take me to school with you?"

To be continued...