I'm sorry if i left out some words and other defects. I only have time to really write at night and don't usually read it outside to myself. Sucks having your little bro sleep in the same room. Again I'm sorry and will try to do better.
Touma knocks on Ivan's door. After a moment the door opens wide, the other young man has a swollen nose and his eyes are barely open. His shirt is off and his right ribcage was completely black from a bruise that basically said the rib was broken. His left hand is in bandages as well and he looks like he might fall over any moment. It was strange also to see his tattoos they were all black some all weird writing symbols and flame riding up his arm entail it stops on the top of his right shoulder threating to spread up his neck and face.
"Sup," he says causality, "come on in."
Touma nods a little shocked well at least that explained why he wasn't in school yesterday. "Man you got some bad luck," he says finally sitting down on chair as the other puts down three plates of foot.
"Right misfortune is upon me as regular, where's Index?"
"Huh….sleeping never freaking give that girl caffeine she'll be here in a little while I'm sure. She will wake up once she smells the food."
Ivan chuckles flinching from the pain in his ribs, "dang it takes a certain kind of man to keep that girl company." Touma nods in full agreement.
"So what happened to you?" he asks.
Ivan pulls out a cigarette and lights it sucking in a lungful and blowing out smoke. "All tell you but first can I tell you a secret?"
"Sure go,"
"This cigarette isn't a cigarette, I'm not really into smoking but smoking a blunt is way more relaxing."
Touma sighs, great his neighbor is a supper high teenager, but then again what did he expect from someone from Canada. "Ok so what happened to me I got my ass beat badly."
"Was he a good fighter or what?"
"He was a hacker actually and to my knowledge has military training."
Touma snorts, "Then why did you pick a fight with him."
"Damn guy was a criminal and not just here South Africa, Russia and France. It's a good thing the guy will be behind bar's I'm just scared he has a team here still operational."
"Damn sounds like you are a terrorist hunter," Touma says picking up a tea cup and drinking the weird drink inside. "What's this by the way?" he croaks the stuff was burning his throat and it smelt very much like strong strawberries.
"Oh right I forgot that one's my drink," he says taking the cup away. "Strawberry moonshine crazy stuff one teacup my mess you up entail morning. However it takes care of pain way better than pain meds."
Alcohol as well this kid was something, next he is expecting him to bring out a gun or something crazy like that. The phone rings on the little table, Ivan snatches it up and puts it to his ear. "Shit alright all be right there," he says, he puts the phone in his pocket and snatches up a long sleeve shirt. "Well fears have come to reality. Right Touma I heard on a hospital list that you have checked in quite a bit of times including one where your whole right arm was severed from your body."
Touma's eyes go wide the guy was basically spying on him. "To tell you the truth I wouldn't mind your help in this one I got word the guy is in a mall and of course he is a mage."
"A mage," Touma cries before he can stop himself.
Ivan smiles at Touma's face, "well let's say I know about both worlds like yourself well I don't have the imagine breaker however instead I have a cursed right arm."
Touma gets to his feet glaring hard at him. "Why are you telling me this? Aren't you some sort of spy for an organization?"
Ivan laughs holding his bruised rib. "Man come on I work for a bodyguard company that is the only thing we do, however we have mages and espers as our bodyguards. My boss just said they have a mage working for this hacker guy something big is probably happening or this was just a spying mission. Either way I want to put him into custody of Anti-skill or preferred my company. So how does it sound fighting a mage again?"
Touma just stands there rubbing a hand through his hair. "This is crazy," he exclaims.
"Sure is fighting this guy is going to be a challenge I don't think I will come out in one piece you have a better chance than me."
Well every time Touma has fought mages it has turned out to be a good thing why stop now. "Alright let's go do this," he says.
"Sweet one sec," Ivan says going into his closet and coming out with a box. He opens the box and pulls out a pistol. Touma smacks his forehead he knew it.
Minutes later they are on their way to the mall the place was still bustling with people going in and out no evacuation yet. Ivan parks the motorcycle sucking on his blunt as they head for the opening. He pulls out his phone saying a few shushed words.
"What was that call for?"
"I called Judgment they are going to evacuate the people here Anti-skill is being deployed however a team of my comrades will be going to perform the operation instead of them."
Touma shakes his head just a little while ago he thought Ivan was some regular highschool student damn things could never be normal for him. He follows Ivan inside and they move to the right of the mall. "So where is the guy?"
"Third floor we have to act normal entail the evacuation is complete on the top floor. Take him down any way possible I don't care if you break his kneecap."
"Sounds brutal," Touma replies, 'this guy was crazy.'
He puts out his blunt, "right let's move to the second floor." They move to the stairs acting as normal as the two of them can.
"I hate to say but you kind of stand out," Touma whispers.
"Huh well I'm in freaking Japan for hells sake I can afford to stand out." He replies.
They both fall silent as they hit the stairs to the third floor. "Please all shoppers we must announce that you must leave the mall it will be closing." An intercom overhead says.
"Well that's our time to shine let's move," Ivan says moving up the stairs.
They move through the crowd that is moving into the opposite direction coming to a halt as they see a person glaring at them through a hood and a doctor's mask on. "Well I'm pretty sure he was expecting us," Touma states.
Ivan nods and both of them continue to walk. The masked man pulls out a card completely black. Touma looks around seeing no one around, they are all clear.
"Well I heard that you took down Spy but I didn't imagine you coming after me with only back up of a second person."
"Well I thought I want to have some fun with you before my comrades come to take you down." Ivan replies.
"They aren't taking me down," Mask states, with steel in his words.
Ivan grins and starts to move to the left Touma going to the right. "Only having a second person here isn't going to help." Mask growls.
Ivan shrugs at his words in a flash he yanks his pistol from behind his back and goes to pull the trigger. A black card cuts an inch deep into the weapon Ivan drops it jumping back as the weapon explodes.
"Controlling compressed air is quite a skill you got there mage," Ivan spits, drawing a combat knife with his left hand.
Mask pulls out four more cards he throws two at Touman and two at Ivan in a blink of an eye. Touman brings his right hand up destroying both however Ivan has to ducks and dodge both of his with only inches to spare. "You are quite fast," Mask says, he turns to look at Touma, "and your friend must be the Imagine breaker."
"Damn right you're attacks won't work on him give it up."
Mask chuckles and throws three cards at the feet of Touma sending him rolling back as they explode stinging his flesh with chunks splintered of the floor.
Ivan bolts at him slicing at the mage with the combat knife. Mask whips out a black card slashing it across the knife the piece of metal explodes sending little splinters everywhere. Before Ivan can move back a knee slams into his stomach sending him staggering.
"What do you two think you can do?" Mask says chuckling.
"I think all be doing my damn job," Ivan replies, gasping for breath.
Mask snickers he throws a card at him, Ivan grabs it with his right hand green fire bursting in his palm. "So finally going to be serious and use that cursed arm of yours."
Ivan gives Mask a smiles glancing at Touma as the kid gets back to his feet. Touma charges dead on at the mage who throws five black cards at him. Touma takes out each one of them ducking letting Ivan jump over him slamming his palm into the body of the mage.
A loud bang makes Touma's ears ring a moment later Ivan flies back hitting the ground hard. He staggers to his feet grabbing his left ribcage were his shirt is torn revealing a nasty wound. Blood wells up from the torn flesh and slides down his skin soaking his shirt and hands in it.
Touma can see Ivan shaking from how bad the pain is but the guy wasn't crying out just glaring back at the mage. "Damn magician you piss me off always having a little trick up your sleeve." Ivan growls.
Touma charges the mage. Mask throws five cards at him two of them Touma is able to dodge explosions sounding behind him the other three he swipes them away with his hand like they are nothing but fly's. He swings at the mage who barely deflects the pinch with his forearm. Touma runs his knee into his guts before slamming his left fist in the side of his face.
In a flash Ivan is swinging his palm at the magician, Mask swings a card up it meets flame and flesh exploding in a burst of green flame that makes Touma jump back shielding his eyes. When Touma open his eyes Ivan is on his knees both hands over his wound blood smearing his hands and forearms. His skin is pale and clammy and probably cold to the touch.
"Damn bastard got away," he wheezes.
Sounds of crashing boots on the ground fill the hall as ten armed people come storming in all carrying AK-74's. They all wear gray and blue camo uniforms with black gasmasks on. They aren't Ant-skill probably Ivan's friends if Touma has to guess.
One stands in front of the others slinging her rifle. "Break what happened?" she says flatly.
"Got away from me," he replies.
The woman nods. Two of them drop to Ivan's side and shoves a shot into his arm with some green liquid in the vile. "Will search for him," the woman says, "those two will bring you back to the 177 branch." She looks at Touma lifting up her gasmask. "You are Kamijo Touma?"
"Yes….mam," Touma stammers. The woman is dead gorgeous, blonde short hair soft white skin but her blue eyes aren't soft like her skin they are hard with steel.
"Then you're coming with us, if you want of course, will need your help to get the magician." She says flatly the same tone she gave Ivan just a moment ago, she turns away marching out with her men not looking back the vibe of a commander surrounding her as she goes.
He looks at Ivan who shrugs Touma nods in return. He follows them outside and into a blue swat truck all of them piling in. His phone rings and he answers it. "H….." He's cut off by Index's voice.
"Touma I woke up and you weren't there so I went to Ivan's place three plates of food some weird strawberry drink and you and Ivan aren't here."
"Index I can explain…."
"You're dead."
He flinches, "Ivan is a mage or an esper I can't tell."
"What are you talking about?" She groans.
"Do you know if someone can have a curse placed on their body that allows them to preform magic but can still be an esper?"
"What no he can't have a curse on his body and have that happen…..but that could be it."
"What could?"
"The only way for that to happen is if it's not his body part."
"Not his body part?"
"His arm must not be his own, it must be someone else's someone who could use magic and has attached his own arm on Ivan's body."
"That is crazy."
"Yeah I never heard of it working though usually the person dies from the body rejecting the body part. Ivan must be one of the rare ones that actually lived through the painful ordeal. Either way that makes him a very dangerous person."
"Thanks I have to go all be back soon." He hangs up cutting her voice off. Who was he?
