Disclaimer: I do not own Noblesse, it's a brilliant webtoon made by Son Je Ho and Lee Gwang Su.
Plot: During the fight with the werewolves, Yuri who was observing the battle scene took advantage of the situation to kidnap a weakened Victor. The human trio went back home with many injuries and a lack on their team, and now Victor is…
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Messenger from the Future
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The first thing he listened was the rhythm of a machine, it was monitoring something. His heartbeats. His eyelids were so heavy. How much time had passed? His consciousness was still hazy, he was used to that kind of happening, after all, every time he trained with his father or mother he fainted likewise. His body hurt, but the pain was nothing compared to what it was before.
There was a weak scent of clean sheets and of some kind of machinery. His nose never failed. Was he on his father's laboratory? Probably, he was used to wakening up there when he fainted, fortunately (or not) his father was both the torturer and doctor.
He forced his eyes to open, he has probably passed out in some training session, if so, he had to wake up fast and continue training, or else his dad would cause twice the humiliation he suffered.
His blurred vision found the white ceiling unusually strange, and the light hurt his eyes a bit. He tried to use his arm to cover his sight, but his hands were cuffed on the bed. What was happening now?
"Father…?"
He asked when a black silhouette bended the body over him to look at his face. But that shadow wasn't familiar.
"Who…?"
"I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not your father."
Widening his eyes, still dizzy, Victor's vision became clearer. The person now standing and peeking at his face was not his father, it was another infamous scientist.
"Crombell?" he gasped, clenching his teeth and growling in a low, angered tone.
He moved frantically, only to notice his arms and legs were cuffed to the bed with heavy metal restrainers. He was inside the enemy's laboratory, alone.
"What a nice surprise. Have you ever heard about me?" he smiled cynically.
The boy struggled to get out, and the old researcher just picked a syringe out of the pocket of his suit, inserting the liquid on the intravenous thin tube on Victor's arm. The teen felt something pinching his veins, but soon, his blood flowed slowly and he started feeling lethargic.
"What… Did you…?" he said drowsy.
"That was something to calm you down. I guarantee it won't cause any harm…" he laughed in a low, scoffed and dry tone. "I'm quite surprised you actually know my face… There should be only few people now that would recognize me… Are you an agent of union or… Are you related to that man?" he narrowed his eyes sharply.
"I don't know what you're talking about…" Victor talked with difficulty his members were dormant and the room seemed to be swirling around him.
"I'd like to lead this conversation on good terms…" he pulled a chair and sat beside the youngster "Answer my questions, and I guarantee no one from union will harm you."
"Heh… Are you this desperate… Crombell?" his feeble sneering smile made the scientist frown.
"I thought the union had made you, but they're not on a level where they could successfully create a specimen that owns distinct characteristics of many races… And the only scientist I know that could create a perfect being like you is him: The blonde scientist, a fellow researcher."
Victor tried to laugh, but it became a cough when he forced his throat. A smile formed on his lips, an arrogant smile. Nonetheless, Crombell didn't lose his calmness and proceeded inquiring:
"Are you his experiment? I noticed you do resemble him a lot physically. I've heard from my subordinate you also has the same type of powers as him and could transform your arms the same way the werewolves do… That's not an easy task, perform transformation experimentations on a human and make it succeed… I may admit he is a formidable concurrent."
"Are you envious of him… Crombell?" the brown-haired laughed in a low tone again, he didn't have any strength left, but his tongue still had energy to pronounce acid words.
"Oh, no… I'm truly happy…" his smile enlarged and Victor expression changed to astonishment "You see, I got a live sample of his experiments, so even if he doesn't give me his research again, I can just take a good look at you with some exams…"
The young boy grinded his teeth and tried to reunite strength, he could not let, by any circumstance Crombell study his body. If that villainous scientist got a hold of the information he came from the future, or even found out he was actually a half-breed, the future would be drastically changed.
"I'm so anxious… I should start the exams now…" he covered his mouth with one hand in an attempt to hide his wicked smile "I wonder what kind of expression he will do when he discovers I got one of his experiments…"
His face darkened as he felt delight with the thought he would be one step ahead of Frankenstein. His momentum was interrupted by the noise of the automatic door opening. Someone has entered his laboratory and at this rate, his subordinates should know he hated to be bothered when he was working. His surprise came when he saw the actual person entering:
"Sir Muzaka…?" he was wordless for some seconds "Why did you come here…?"
"Crombell…" the werewolf's eyes were cast upon the boy on the bed. They had a faint hint of preoccupation and angst. He pitied the young man.
"Muza… ka-nim…" Those were Victor's last words before he lost his consciousness again.
Both the scientist and the former Lord of werewolves were stupefied. How could this youngster know about Muzaka appearance if he had never met him? He also knew Crombell, who was him? He was far too young to know those pieces of information, and he wasn't from union either… Was he really a specimen elaborated by that man?
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Next to the coast the werewolves were arguing about their last fight, Lunark glared at her companions, stressed with their recent actions.
"Have you lost your mind?!" she shouted angered "We've caused a ruckus in the human world, when we're supposed to act discreetly, furthermore, to aggravate your unruly behavior, you attacked Noblesse underlings! You've just disobeyed two orders from our Lord, as if it was not enough yet, we've failed to proceed with the mission assigned to us!"
"I know our conduct was improper, but you've seen that too, Lunark!" Kentas gritted his teeth, his eyes were dominated by fury "Both the gray-haired and that boy were incomprehensible beings that should not exist!"
"Kentas is right, Lunark. Recently our Lord has been opening doors for the humans, it was merely to watch them while learning with them, though, we were careless. We've forgotten that while we watched them, they were also watching us and doing everything on their reach to equalize our powers…" he stated with a serious posture "Either the union has acquired the level of knowledge enough to create artificial beings mimicking us, or someone from our race has been leaking to them the necessary information to create artificial hybrids… In both situations, we cannot let the things as they are now…"
"I don't believe the union conquered this level of scientific knowledge, despite the fact that, indeed is true they evolved much compared to before… " the fifth elder pondered quietly, listening to their opinions before formulating a logical answer.
"That's impossible! Our race wouldn't do such disgraceful acts! The lone fact we've heard those words stains our honor, Bertrand!" Kentas was speaking rampantly.
"It's not impossible, Kentas. We've been hanging too much with humans I don't doubt someone from our race got acquaintance with them and provided some arrangements to imitate us…" Bertrand had a placid voice, but his expression was infuriated.
"It's unacceptable someone was able to create an existence that could transform like us, pureblood werewolves!" the brown-haired male yelled with an uncontrolled anger "We need to find them and take them to the Lord! We need to discover who created them!"
"I understand how you feel, I can't believe it too, but our mission comes first, Kentas…" the 5th elder shot a cold glance at him. "We can't go back without any result. Withal, if we keep searching for Muzaka, eventually those two will show up again, because we're near the place the noblesse is…"
"Are you suggesting that we will catch two rabbits with one hit?" the silver-haired narrowed his eyes "You're very pragmatic, huh? That must be the influence of the humans you're with… But that's not going to help. Our Lord won't be happy knowing someone out there is creating fake werewolves... The last time an individual betrayed our race… You know what happened, right?" he emphasized the last phrase. "We're still in search to purge him."
"I know…" a drop of sweat formed on her apprehensive face, that was a memory she preferred to forget.
"But… Frankenstein is the only one I know that could be capable of such doing… Also, that kid had the same power as him… That means he has undergone modifications. His aura is confusing… Could it be that Frankenstein made experiments on that boy?" she thought quietly, not saying a word to her companions that also were dedicating themselves to their logic "That time he said he did all the experiments on himself… Would he really be insane to the point of using a child as a guinea pig? Notwithstanding, how would he create an existence similar to the werewolves and why…? It definitely doesn't look like his doing…"
"Lunark, we should get moving… As you said, sooner or later those rotten copies will come out of their hideouts…" Bertrand broke her concentration rudely. "Our duty comes first."
Kentas snarled in irritation, he didn't want to let the investigation about M-21 aside for now, but he had no choice.
"Let's go, then!" he spit with a reproving tone.
"Yes…"
The fifth elder answered vaguely, repassing the images of the fight inside her head, trying to understand if there was something she was missing. Either the union or Frankenstein were playing the role of creators and producing those modified copies…
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In the middle of the city, Raizel and his loyal servant arrived at the place of the last fight with the werewolves and stopped.
"Master, this is the place Tao indicated… The KSA already isolated the area, but we have permission to enter here."
"…"
The noblesse frowned faintly and looked around calmly. He stepped forth and Frankenstein watched his actions carefully, trying to understand what his master was doing. Rai observed the debris scattered all over the location. There was a crumbled building and many holes on the ground.
"I'd like to ask something, Master… How could you feel Victor's powers from so far?" he was worried.
"His aura." He cast a side glance to his follower "It's the same as yours…"
"Ah…" he understood immediately "Dark spear…"
Rai took one more step and stood in front of a big trail of destruction, it looked like a beam had opened the ground. He squatted down and touched the ground, frowning in distress.
"So someone interfered in the fight… I can say it was quite a ruckus, seeing how they destroyed two buildings…" the scientist sighed tiredly "Did you sense something strange, master?"
"….. His presence is scattered all over this place…" Raizel stood up with his emotionless eyes. "But there's another presence that does not come from werewolves…"
"What? But Rael and Seira were also here, right…?"
"….. It's not from them…"
"Someone else…?" Frankenstein furrowed his brows in an obtuse angle "Who would do this…? Kidnapping children and interfering on another people's business…" a faint dark aura flowed out slowly from his body.
"…..." Raizel stared at him with a void expression, but his eyes had a subtle and uncanny emotion of concern.
"Ahem-" he coughed "I'm sorry, master. There are few enemies who would use those dirty tactics…"
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Rai continued to stare at his servant, and the other felt a bit abashed, he knew his master meant he didn't want to leave now, because he was truly preoccupied with the current situation, still, Frankenstein did not wish that his master had to search through the night for his son, it was his responsibility, not his master's.
"Well, Tao said the werewolves were confused too when the enemy abducted Victor, so I doubt they were acting to fool us…"
He put a hand on his chin, trying to unravel the elusive case while the black-haired listened silently to his opinion.
"The union couldn't know about him too… It could be Ragus, since he is fond of studying to improve his powers, but I doubt he would come back so soon after the defeat in Lukedonia, he is more the type that spends years taking preparations…" he sighed, his analysis was getting him to the initial mark "Then, the other enemy that would be interested in Victor's powers could only be…" he narrowed his eyes keenly "Crombell…"
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Outside the lab room where Victor was being held as hostage, Muzaka and Crombell had an intense discussion regarding the mysterious boy. They shared perplexed expressions.
"Sir Muzaka, why did you come all the way here?" the scientist had a slightly disavowed expression.
"I felt an unsettling presence on this lab… And your subordinate told me he brought someone interesting to you…"
"Unsettling presence?" he asked in confusion "What do you mean?"
The question was rhetorical, what he really wanted to know was if Muzaka could or not tell the stripling on the next room was apparently a werewolf, however, he couldn't inquire the other in an overtly manner.
"He is… A werewolf, right?"
"… Yes, indeed he has some connection to your species, but I cannot affirm if he is or not a werewolf…"
He tried to be as succinct as possible to not commit any blunder, afraid that if he did, Muzaka wouldn't let him study the boy.
"I thought so… After all, I felt another aura coming from him… Actually, I came here because I thought you had captured another person… But when I approached, I felt confused feeling his essence… It's a very complex and odd merging of powers."
"You mistook him for another person?" now, the old man was bothered, but he decided it was wise to not dig into those matters "I asked Yuri to find out who he was; It seems he is not from union and he is not related to your race either… Accordingly to the conversation my agent heard, the werewolves were quite confused with his existence too, so he did me a favor and brought the boy here…"
"I'm not surprised he isn't related to the werewolves, because even if Maduke mingle with humans, he would never accept an hybrid existence like him…" he crossed his arms "What really bothers me are his powers…"
"Hybrid…?" Crombell thought internally, taking more interest on the issue and asked:
"What do you wish to do?"
The question was made for the solely purpose of being polite with the former Lord of werewolves, but intimately, Crombell's wish was only that Muzaka left him with the boy and did not interfere on his research only because the boy had werewolf powers…
"I know it is bothersome for you, but… I'd like to talk to him…" his expression turned into sadness when he looked at Crombell, almost using a pleading tone.
"I understand… You can have your time, then, but once your dialogue ends, I'd like you to call me…" a perverse smile appeared on his face "I'm anxious to know of what he's made…"
Leaving the place, the scientist gave some space and some time for Muzaka, that was extremely displeased with the fact there was a young werewolf on those people's hands.
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Muzaka entered in the lab room and for some time, the only sound he listened was that from the machinery. The big computers had information he couldn't understand, and strange sounds echoed through the silent room.
He watched the young man lying on the bed, the face of the teen had a sore expression, of course he must be in pain, his wounds were not healed and Crombell has doped him. Muzaka could only feel sorry for the boy. He didn't know who he was, but he still felt empathy, maybe because the strange aura of the teenager remembered him of someone… The werewolf Lord was struck with a sorrowful expression.
He turned to leave, it was inutile observe the kid sleeping, when he awaken, he would inquire him about some matters he was curious and then, leave him alone for the destiny on Crombell's hands. He felt a strange sensation and swerved back, frowning in confusion, the boy's fingers twitched and slowly, his eyes started to open.
"How could he… Crombell put him to sleep… The effect of drugs shouldn't die out now… How could he…?"
Victor opened his eyes, with a hazy vision and dizziness he looked to the side and the figure of the werewolf Lord took form on his vision.
"Muzaka-nim…?" he asked, perplexed, forcing his vision to become clear.
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Muzaka stared at him, his eyes shone in amusement and wavered wildly. Who was that boy? Was he really half werewolf in blood? Or was him an unknown experiment the union has made? What will ensue from this fateful encounter?
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