Disclaimer: I do not own Noblesse, it's a brilliant webtoon made by Son Je Ho and Lee Gwang Su.

Plot: After fighting against the future Maduke, Victor has lost. Tao, Takeo and M-21 took Victor to KSA's installations to help him. After the battle ended, the uneasiness overcame their hearts. What will happen now that their enemy bares his claws to them?

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Messenger from the Future

XXI

It was a dim dark place. Victor's mind floated on that black space, the sound of drops falling on the ground interrupted his travel. He had been so tired lately, was it because of his frequent use of powers? Or was it the fight? When he closed his eyes again, his mind guided him to some memories. Memories from a long, long time ago…

First, standing on a clear and familiar room there was a child. It was him. He shouldn't be more than five. It was funny to see his own self so small, he had chubby cheeks and bigger blue and curious eyes. His child-self was sitting on the bed, his legs didn't even touch the ground. By his side, there was another person. A boy, older than him, the boy he resembled Victor a lot.

The older boy seemed to be on his 12s. He had brown plain hair tied in a loose and low ponytail; some strands of his hair covered his right-eye. His orbs had an uncommon color: violet. He smiled faintly as he looked at his cute little brother.

"What are you pouting for, Victor?" his older brother ruffled vigorously his head.

"Ouch!" he touched his head in pain.

"So, will tell what's bothering you?" his smile was impeccable, but Victor, even as a child could understand the worry imbued on those words.

"Why do we have those powers? We're different from the others, everyone keeps saying it…" he looked at his brother as his eyes wavered "I'm scared of those powers…" he gripped the sheets of the bed and lowered his gaze.

"Don't overthink it..." his brother smiled "You know… Everyone is scared about matters they can't comprehend… But you don't need to be afraid… Those powers are our inheritance. There's no way it could harm us, right?"

Victor eyes had a glint of admiration oscillating wildly on his eyes. For him, that person was strong and resembled a lot his father.

His memory changed to a completely different age. This time, Victor was supporting his hands on the ground, desolated. He was older now and should have the same age as his older brother on his first memory. The only emotion displayed on his face was desperation.

In front of him, only a few meters of distance, there was his father standing with his back turned to the young son.

"Victor…" Frankenstein turned his face a bit, casting a side glance that was shadowed by an incomprehensible feeling boiling inside him. His tone was colder than ice and his throat was dry "I forbid you of using your dark-spear powers…"

As soon as he proffered the sentence, his eyes left Victor. The boy felt nervous, his whole body trembled as his eyes opened more and more. Why? Why was he prohibiting the use of those powers? His respiration became irregular.

"Mother was crying too… Lizzy was so tiny at that time… and my father… He was… "

He punched the ground and closed his eyes bitterly. What could he do at that point? He didn't want to see anyone suffering and be incapable of doing a thing to help.

"Luke, why did you have to…"

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Like he had been pulled out of the water suddenly, he felt out of breathe and his body instantly reacted when he tried to get up, shouting loudly. When he finally sat, his body involuntarily fell again, and he noticed he was on a bed. Regaining his senses, he felt a nauseating pain flowing through his whole structure, like he had been beaten. His muscles felt numb.

"Guh…" he closed his eyes.

"Victor!"

Someone entered the room, to tell the truth, three people. They approached the bed and looked at them. Tao was the most energetic. He had his usual smile on face:

"Sir Victor, you finally awoke! How are you feeling? Oh-" he seemed surprised

"Uhg…" he tried to sit again, but his body refused to move. "What is this face for?"

"Well… Sir Victor, are you crying?"

"H-huh?" he touched his face stupefied.

He hurriedly wiped the tears before looking at the trio again. They seemed even more concerned now.

"You shouldn't move too much, your body isn't fully recovered…" Takeo calmly adverted.

"Yeah…" he touched his right eye, it still hurts, and his left arm was broken like the other half of his entire body. "Ah-" he felt a twinge remembering something important "And where are they?! The werewolves…" He tried to stand up again and fell to the bed.

"Calm down." Takeo held his shoulder down.

"We don't know… We left the battlefield to help you and we don't know anything, but I guess they are fine…" Tao answered worriedly and nervous.

"Why are you so preoccupied with them? You're the one who slept for three days long, did you know?" M-21 grumbled annoyed.

"T-three days long?" Victor gasped "…."

"Frankenstein has said that the werewolves were fine. It seems the noblesse spared them." Takeo explained.

"Spared…? Why…?" his voice quivered in amazement.

"Because you wished to protect them he did not exert his authority on them…" Tao concluded saddened.

For a moment, Victor's brow curved up in sorrow. He was the one who asked him to protect his family, and until the end he respected his wishes, keeping his promise.

"Raizel-nim…" his whisper was heartbroken.

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Werewolves Kingdom

Lunark and Kentas entered the throne room, they kneeled and casted their glances down. No matter which excuse they used, they knew their Lord would berate them and give some punishment for not fulfilling a simple task.

"I've heard only you two came back…"

Maduke initiated the dialogue, and there were already some drops of sweat forming on their faces.

"Yes. We've lost contact with Bertrand… He separated from us to search for Muzaka and after some unpredicted situations, we've come back as fast as possible to report our current situation, Lord…" Kentas explained calmly.

Maduke only stared at them with an imposing aura. He tapped his finger on the throne's armrest producing an echoing sound aligning with tense silence installed in the room. Both the fifth elder and her companion were more apprehensive.

"My Lord, we've made contact with the boy you asked us to bring, but-" she was interrupted.

"I know…" His finger stopped. His expression was unusually calm, at this rate he should be shouting at them, giving his scolds. "… The end of your tale…"

"Lord, she is right, a new enemy appeared and-" Kentas tried to cover up for his partner, but he was also interrupted.

"I've said I know." His voice was overbearing and he looked with arrogance to his subordinates. "A new enemy appeared…"

"How does he know…" Kentas glanced at Lunark, she was also confused.

"Could it be…" she gulped with a frightening thought clinging to her mind, before she finished her line of thinking, the Lord spoke again.

"You both separated from Bertrand and met an enemy along with the boy… However, differently from the orders I entrusted you with, you engaged in a battle and ended up losing both the boy and the chance to identify the enemy…"

"We've failed completely, there's nothing we can say on our defense, but…" the fifth elder frowned "The enemy, he was-"

"Enough!"

He stomped the ground releasing his aura, making the entire room tremble. They looked down with their Lord's imposing demeanor. Many doubts crossed their minds: how did he know that? Who have told him about the fight? And… What would he do? There were many gaps on the story they told him, they needed to explain it properly.

"There were many flaws on your actions, but you don't need to explain yourselves… I'll deal with it, and you will receive your punishment."

"Lord… How do you know about the battle? There are many details lacking, we still need to-" the fifth elder tried to understand what was going on.

"Someone else already explained everything I needed to know…" his gaze flew towards the door "You can enter now."

The twin gate opened with a creaking sound, and entering in the salon with a big grin on face, there was Betrand. The female wolf and her partner were stupefied: Him. It was him who probably filled their Lord's mind with lies. It had to be him. They sweated profusely, what was happening? Was he betraying them? He didn't know about the fight, he wasn't even there, but his cynical face told them he was not kidding.

"What a liar-" Lunark scowled as she thought.

"So… Which arguments will you use on your sake?"

Kentas and Lunark exchanged a glance, flabbergasted, before looking at their Lord as Betrand walked past them with a contemptuous expression.

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Lukedonia

Once more the clan leaders assembled on the main room of the castle. Raskreia supported her chin on her fingers in a delicate and imposing manner. Gejutel was kneeled in front of the throne, there was an imminent worry on his eyes.

"Gejutel K. Landrege." She frowned "Are you confirming Seira's report? The person she has met is indeed from 'the future'? More than that, are you accusing werewolves?"

"Lord, there wasn't a single mistake on Seira's last report. More than that, what really concerns me now is not the fact someone came from the future, but rather that the werewolves are making their moves…" he looked at her with a pleading expression "The one who knows most about our new opponent is that boy, unfortunately he is…"

"Wait, wait!" Karias gestured, putting a hand on his forehead and closing his eyes, trying to assimilate the story "Are you saying that man had a son, which is actually half-werewolf… Besides that, the lord of werewolves came from the future…" he asked in amusement.

"Yes." He asserted politely. "The enemy of the future came here to change everything, and it seems he already changed it to a certain point of the story… He will change even more if he has the chance… He even tried to kill his own kinsman."

"I thought they had upper regard for honor…" Kei commented surprised.

"I didn't believe they had any honor after what they did. They invaded Lukedonia along with traitorous clan leaders, remember?" Rozaria adjusted her glasses saying irritated.

"Gejutel-nim, you've said the noblesse spared some werewolves involved in the battle… Why did he do that? They are our enemies, right…?" Ludis was worried about the consequences of sparing the werewolves now that they were declared enemies.

"Accordingly to his speech, he did that because of the boy's wishes… Being a half-werewolf, he had some sort of relationship with those two in the future…"

"….."

Raskreia's brows furrowed more as she listened. How could they trust a person that was divided between two worlds? They couldn't rely on Victor, he would do anything to protect his family, as Gejutel stated. The werewolves were also part of his family, who know what could ensue of this simples fact?

"Lukedonia cannot stay neutral. The werewolves had proven to be an enemy worth of our caution, thereby, we will act accordingly." Her tone was demanding and strong "Nonetheless, we can't let Lukedonia unprotected, thus, I shall send someone to support noblesse's group in this fight against the werewolves."

"But, Lord, who will go this time?" Ludis had a drop of sweat on his face.

"Gejutel, you may stay this time, as a counsellor only." Raskreia stated, surprising the older clan leader.

"Your wish is my command."

There was no reluctance on his voice, but his expression let it clear he was unsure of her decision. He wanted to help, after all, his only grandson was living at Korea. Also, after seeing what happened to Victor he had enough of the enemy's unscrupulous personality. He feared something similar happened to either Rael, Seira or Regis, they were too young to confront such terrifying enemy.

"Ludis, Rozaria and Kei, you must protect Lukedonia. The one who will go to the human world is…" she looked at the blonde clan leader "Karias!"

"Oh!" his eyes sparkled in excitement and glee "Lord! Thank you!" he clasped his hand together "Nunim! Thank you very much!"

"Kariaaaas!"

The other clan leaders shouted irritated and started an argument with him. Raskreia sighed, then, landed her gaze on the Landrege that watched quietly the others.

"Gejutel, is this enemy so cruel you can't stay tranquil?"

"My Lord, I apologize for showing such improper behavior in front of you. Indeed the enemy is ruthless, what preoccupies me is that many of the clan leaders at Korea are inexperienced, and this enemy will surely take advantage of this as he did last time with Victor… The noblesse was forced to use his powers to subdue both Frankenstein and the enemy, yet, he escaped…"

"He used his powers again… Even his servant couldn't control himself…" she narrowed her eyes "…"

She was certain the noblesse had exhausted his powers again. Lukedonia's help would be decisive on this moment, she was well aware of that, that's precisely why, if it happened a second time, she was determined to go personally to clash with the enemy.

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The next day, Victor was transferred from KSA's lab to Frankenstein's laboratory. His condition was better, but he still had injuries, his left arm was supported by an arm sling and he had some bandages on his right half of the body, his hair was covering his right eye, which was occulted by a white eyepatch.

He finally could walk around, lying on a bed all time wasn't helping him recovering, although, the human trio tried to make him sleep a lot to recover fast. His father would probably be against him walking too as a doctor, but since he had woken up, he hadn't seen him.

He stepped slowly, passing by the corridor, his mind was dizzy, he was thinking about many things. He had failed in many aspects: he neither protected his family or even himself. That was a pathetic episode. However, remembering it would nurture his growing, as long as he did his best to not commit the same mistakes again.

His gaze went to the living room. It was dark, recently the house had been like that, like everyone was occupied. His three hyungs had left home to work and talk to KSA, the three clan leaders had vanished, and his father too… The only person inside the house now was…

"Raizel-nim…" it was an irresponsible muttering, he regret saying it on the moment the vampire looked at him.

Raizel was distracted reading one of his books, but he glanced to the boy as soon as he listened to his voice. His dispassionate expression didn't show much about his true emotions, but Victor could swear he seemed worried.

"Ah… I'm sorry for interrupting you…"

He clumsily bowed, but when he peeked again to see the reaction of the great noblesse, Rai had closed the book and put it aside. His red eyes concentrated on the boy. He felt a bit nervous. He couldn't hide anything from that man, the noblesse knew he wanted to talk.

"Well… Can I have a minute of your attention, Raizel-nim?" he smiled faintly with a hint of sadness on his voice.

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Meanwhile,

Werewolves' Palace

Inside the throne room, Bertrand was kneeled in front of his Lord, neither Lunark or Kentas were there anymore. The devious smile on the silver-haired face indicated he was satisfied about something as he held a conversation with his superior:

"Bertrand, you shall go and finish their job. I won't tolerate any fails coming from you."

"Yes, Lord." His smile enlarged.

"Maduke, it would be wise if you didn't entrust everything to a lone person. It's too much for his shoulders to carry on…"

A voice interrupted their conversation. Coming from the entrance a new figure appeared on the throne room. Ragus walked with both hands back. Bertrand snarled when he passed near him, following the cunning vampire with eyes.

"Ragus…" the werewolf lord scowled. "What are you suggesting?"

"I am appointing myself to get rid of the ones who hindered the way of your subordinates."

"You were beaten the last time and suffered a great loss… Why would you want to go again?" the brown-haired wolf asked with distrust.

"There would be only one reason…" his wicked smile propagated on his face "Vengeance."

"Very well, as long as you don't foil Betrand's job, your collaboration will be welcomed."

The werewolf Lord consented. He understood very well the flavor of the vengeance. Bertrand, on the other side, wasn't happy about this new acquisition to his team. He'd better be working alone. Ragus could really meddle with his evil plans…

"Now… What should I do…?"

The white-haired wolf sweated, disturbed by this seemingly harmless change that would put his whole plan to waste. What was he scheming, after all? Which venomous words had the future-lord of werewolves whispered to his ears? And what had happened on that strange encounter?

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