It's been a while since I updated this one. Like, really updated it. I was so focused on getting my Magical Girl Animetopoeia published that I kind of neglected the Dark Animetopoeia.
Oh, right, my Magical Girl Animetopoeia is now available for reading. Maybe check it out?
I have nearly finished writing Dark Animetopoeia. I'm thinking about doing yet another version.
I have had some really excellent suggestions:
A Harem Animetopoeia starring Luna Lovegood.
A Hayao Miyazaki Animetopoeia starring Draco Malfoy.
A Magical Boy Animetopoeia starring Ron Weasley.
A Sports Animetopoeia starring Draco Malfoy.
Feel free to take any of these suggestions on as a challenge as well! I'm totally cool with anyone writing an Animetopoeia fic, just give me a bit of credit for the character, that's all I ask.
I do not own Harry Potter or Assassination Classroom.
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Only a few minutes later, they'd brought down some futons and sheets to make the infected students more comfortable.
Harry clenched his hands into fists. He'd never felt so helpless…if only he was better at potions…but he wasn't, and now he was paying that price.
"Eh…" Koro-sensei said, still looking ill, "A good assassin always has an antidote to their poison on them."
Harry tensed slightly and several people turned to look at Harry.
"Yes." Harry said slowly.
"Then…that means you have an antidote to my own poisoning situation?"
Harry wasn't sure he liked where this was going.
"I can still help." Koro-sensei said, "My body should break the poison down in time. It won't kill me."
"And why should we believe that?" Karasuma asked him with a glare.
"Because Koro-sensei doesn't lie." Harry let out a sigh, "And he wouldn't use an underhanded tactic like that." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a vial of pink liquid, "This is the antidote to the poison I coated those BBs with."
"You just have to pour it over me and I should be able to absorb it." Koro-sensei explained.
Harry looked back at his classmates. He set the vial down in front of their professor.
"This isn't my decision." He said, "We all worked hard on our assassination attempt. Everyone was happy when they found out I'd coated those BBs. This isn't just my decision."
Karasuma looked down at the antidote, then looked back up at the students.
"I'd vote that you do it."
That surprised them. Karasuma smiled, looking over at Harry.
"Potter-kun…you've come a long way. You've managed to poison Koro-sensei several times already, and have nearly killed him even more times. I believe you'll have another opportunity. The antidote can only help us right now."
Harry looked over at his classmates who all nodded in turn.
"Do it, Harry-kun." Nagisa said firmly.
"Alright." Harry uncorked the vial and poured it over Koro-sensei.
Suddenly, he wasn't so green anymore, returning to his natural yellow hue.
"I'm alive!" Koro-sensei let out a sigh of relief. Then, he grew serious, "Alright, here's what we're going to do…"
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When the government tried entering the hotel, they claimed the right to privacy and protection. The hotel was a site for a lot of shady business dealings. It was the perfect place to be, really.
It was no surprise that they were going to have to do all of this the hard way.
They were driven in black cars, parking directly under a cliff. At the top of the cliff was the hotel.
It was so far up…
The cell phones made sounds.
"I've infiltrated the hotel's computers." Ritsu said cheerily, "I have the schematics for the interior along with the location of the guards."
The schematics appeared on their phones and Harry looked over Nagisa's shoulder to get a good look.
"You…should really get a phone you know, Harry."
"Why?" Harry wondered, "I see you every day, it seems kind of silly."
He was given some strange looks.
Although, Harry thought, it wasn't a horrible idea. In his world, he didn't have phones like these. They were kind of futuristic…
"A large number of guards are stationed at and around the main entrance." Ritsu continued, "It's not possible to enter the hotel without going passed the front desk. With one exception. There's an entryway at the side on top of the ledge. The terrain is impassable, and there are no guards posted there."
They all looked up, trying to spot the entrance.
"If you don't want the enemy to get his way," Koro-sensei drew their attention back over to him, "There's only one thing to do! Not counting the ten patients and the two left behind to care for them, all capable students must sneak in from here, get the jump on the guy inside, and steal that remedy!"
"It's too dangerous." Karasuma said, lifting the bag Koro-sensei was in up so that they were eye level, "The way in which he threatened me indicates he's a real pro."
"Yeah. It might have just been easier to hand me over." Koro-sensei said knowingly, "What do you think? It's all up to you."
"But…this is…"
"Too hard."
"They'll plummet to their deaths before they get anywhere near the hotel." Irena agreed.
Karasuma looked down in thought,
"Potter-kun –" He began, only for the students to take off up the wall of the cliff.
Harry grinned, realizing they were all actually going to do this. They wanted to do this. He started climbing too. He was actually surprised to find that it was easy. Really easy.
That's right, he thought. This was like training…only this cliff face…it was probably easier to scale than that! The realization was almost startling.
Four months ago, this would have been impossible.
He wondered just how strong he'd gotten in such short a time frame.
"But," Isogai turned to them, "We haven't practiced fighting an unknown foe in a hotel before. So, Karasuma-sensei, it won't be easy, but will you lead our mission?"
"We'll make that jerk pay for messing with us." Terasaka said determinedly, raising his fist in the air to show just how much he wanted to beat this guy up.
"As you can see." Koro-sensei said, causing Karasuma to raise him up to eye level once more, "They're no ordinary students. You have a fifteen-member special forces unit at your command."
"Fifteen?" Irena wondered.
"Don't forget about me." Ritsu said from Nagisa's phone.
"Now, there's not much time." Koro-sensei warned.
Karasuma drew in a deep breath, his eyes gained an edge as he turned to them.
"Attention! Our goal is the top floor of the hotel at the summit. Our mission will shift from stealth infiltration to surprise attack! We'll use the same hand signals and link-ups from training. The only difference is our target. You have three minutes to memorise the map! We begin at twenty-one fifty."
Everyone raised their arms in the air,
"Osu!"
Okano was the fastest at scaling the rocky cliffside. Karuma and Harry were in a close second though. Karasuma sometimes had them train by climbing the mountain by their school.
Just like training, Harry thought to himself.
And he once again felt grateful. Someone had actually given him training. Help to actually survive against Voldemort and his Death Eaters (although they didn't actually know about that part).
That was why he practiced so hard. It was the same, back at Hogwarts for Defense Against the Dark Arts. He knew that the class would come in handy, so he studied it religiously.
Hermione said he was talented…but Harry wasn't so sure it didn't have to do with all the effort he put in compared to the other subjects.
He had started to realize after first year that he could be in some serious trouble. Voldemort had given him a scare. What choice did he have but do all that he could to improve? Even when all his teachers seemed intent on stopping him from doing just that.
Nagisa was the last to make it to the top. They hid behind a fence in a crouch.
"Ritsu." Karasuma looked down at his phone, "Run a final check of our invasion route."
"Yes sir. Displaying interior map."
"Doing the final check." A yellow arrow traveled through the blueprints, "We can't use the elevators as they require passcodes for every floor. We'll have to take the stairs. But they're scattered through the hotel. We'll have to cover some distance by foot."
"It's like a TV station." Chiba commented, looking over at Kaede's phone.
"What do you mean?" Kaede asked him.
"Apparently, they have complex paths to prevent a terrorist takeover."
That was clever, Harry thought, filing that information away. He didn't know why, but it seemed like something that might be important later.
"You sure know a lot about it." Kaede commented.
"No wonder the bad guys love staying here." Sugaya hummed.
"Unlocking side entrance." Ritsu said.
The door gave a beep sound, before the lock disengaged. Karasuma made his way there first, entering through the door, then looking around, he gestured for them to follow.
"Come on. We don't have much time."
They followed him inside quickly, running in.
"There's more guards than I thought." Karasuma murmured as he peeked around the corner.
What were they supposed to do?
Harry readied his wand from under his sleeve, prepared to use magic should it be necessary. He thought through a variety of spells he could use to distract them.
Before he could put any plan in motion, Irene stepped forward.
"Just go through."
Huh? What did that mean? Harry wondered, then watched as she completely changed her demeanor. She wobbled slightly as she got closer to the guards, her face seemed to redden a bit.
She bumped into one of the guards. Some of them turned to look at her.
"Oh!" She let out a small cry, then looked up at him, "I'm sorry." Her voice was slightly softer, almost enchanting. She moved her hair out of her face, "I seem to have had too much liquor in my room."
The guards were blushing a bit now.
"O-oh, t-think nothing of it, miss."
Irene smiled at him,
"I'm the pianist scheduled to perform here next week. I came early to see the sights."
"A pianist, eh?" Harry heard one of the guards say.
"We get em' all the time."
Irene moved over to the piano in the middle of the room. She sat down on the piano bench.
"I'd like to see if the piano's in tune. It'll help me sober up." She looked over at them, "Could I play a teensy little bit, hm?"
Harry felt his own face heat up now. It was like…she was really elegant and at the same time…she was being a bit flirty.
"Um, well…let me check with the front…" One of the guards began, only to be stopped by Irena.
"Aw, come on." She grabbed his sleeve, pouting a little, "I want you to hear me play. And then critique me."
"C-critique you?" One of the guards stuttered.
She had them, Harry thought. All attention was on her. Their eyes couldn't be drawn away.
"Yes. Critique me carefully. And if I do anything wrong, will you scold me?"
She played a few notes and then…she broke into a magnificent song. It seemed to fill the entire room. They were all entranced.
"Sh-she's amazing!" Kimura said with awe.
They could all agree with him on that.
"Ah, the fantaisie-Impromptu."
Harry had no idea what Koro-sensei was saying.
"An assassin who not only has obvious skills, but also knows well, how to charm, how to use her wiles…using her whole body in such a bewitching way as she plays. It's aural seduction! All eyes are on her."
Irena stopped and turned to some of the other guards by the door,
"Nee…don't stand so far away. Come closer and make sure I do well."
And that was exactly what they did.
Then they saw her hand signals.
I'll buy you twenty minutes. Go.
They all started moving out as quietly as possible as Irene began playing the piano once again. Even they had been spellbound by her.
"We made it safely." Kaede said, relieved.
"Isn't Bitch-sensei something?" Sugaya said, "Playing like that with those nails?"
"She never said anything about being able to play." Isogai agreed with him.
"There's more to her than what you see everyday." Karasuma said, although Harry got the impression that he was just as surprised.
"The better the assassin, the broader her skillset." He paused, "The woman who's been teaching you conversations, is among one of the top two masters of seduction in the world."
Koro-sensei let out a laugh,
"So my current immobility won't be a problem."
"Let's go." Nagisa said.
They shouldn't be wasting anymore time. They started climbing up the stairs.
They kept their heads down at this point, avoiding eye contact. Everyone seemed to do that though. This was a hotel for criminals, most of them didn't really want to cause any trouble with anyone else. There was no telling who you might be pissing off, after all.
Finally, they found their way into a big room. An old man was walking down from the hall opposite them.
Two of the boys ran forward, but Fuwa yelled out,
"No! He's an assassin!"
Karasuma acted quickly, running to the two boys and tossing them back, only to be sprayed by a dense gas.
"Gas?" Karasuma covered his mouth quickly and jumped back.
"Hm…tell me girl, how did you know that?" The older man smirked at them.
"Because," Fuwa's eyes narrowed, "You were the man that brought us our drinks."
Harry's eyes widened, now recognising him. He'd thought he'd looked familiar.
"It's downright fishy for someone like that to be walking around here." Fuwa said accusingly.
"She's right." Isogai realized.
"Heh. You've got a good eye." The man put his hands on his hips casually.
"Then it was you who gave everyone that virus?" Kaede frowned, looking angry (and Kaede never got angry).
"Hehe. That's a pretty flimsy accusation." The man smirked, "There were plenty of opportunities to slip you that stuff."
Fuwa chuckled, raising her finger in the air,
"The only time we ate or drank the same thing was those drinks and our shipboard dinner. But, Mimura-kun and Okajima-kun worked on the video right through dinner, and they're both sick."
That was true, Harry looked over at Fuwa with surprise. For her to notice something like that…that was kind of amazing.
"Which narrows it down to those daytime drinks." Fuwa finished up her deduction, "And that means…" She pointed at him and gave a wink, "The culprit is you, oji-san."
The man took a step back.
"That was amazing, Fuwa-san!" Nagisa gushed.
"You're just like a detective." Kaede said with awe.
Fuwa gave a proud smile,
"When you read a lot of shonen manga, you learn to adjust quickly to unusual situations." Fuwa let out a dreamy sigh, "Magazine and Sunday are chalk full of detective hits."
"What about Jump?" Nagisa wondered.
"Eh? Jump's detective hits? I don't know…but they're coming out with a compilation."
"Is this really important right now?" Harry asked them dryly.
Karasuma sensei suddenly fell to his knees, causing them all to turn around. The man was laughing, chuckling at his plight. Obviously, the gas had one something to him.
"I guess, even if you did find me out, it's already too late."
"A poisoner, eh?" Koro-sensei hummed, "And quite skilled in practical application."
"My very own paralysis gas for indoor use." He chuckled, "One whiff can bring down an elephant. Fresh air neutralizes it, leaving no evidence behind. Now, it's plain to see that you have no intention of honouring our arrangement. Negotiations have broken down." He turned, "Guess I'll have to go tell the boss."
Chiba, Kataoka, Isogai and Terasaka had all moved in an instant to block the doorway. Chiba was holding a duel ax in his hands that he'd picked up from one of the suits of armor nearby.
Their quick movements seemed to surprise the assassin.
All the exits were blocked, he came to a realization.
"When encountering an enemy…"
"Immediately cut off their retreating path…"
"And cut off communications. Isn't that right, Karasuma-sensei?"
"The moment you saw us…" Karasuma rose up into a stand, "You should have held off attacking, and gone off to warn your boss."
"Hm." The assassin moved his mask over his mouth and nose, "I'm surprised you can still talk. But…all you have is a bunch of kids. Once you're dead, they'll stop following orders and just run away!"
Suddenly, he was kicked right in the face before being able to get in a single attack in with his gas. But Karasuma was too weak. He fell down to the ground, unable to stand anymore.
"Karasuma-sensei!" They all shouted.
After a couple of minutes, they'd tied the assassin up, hiding him under some furniture. Isogai was helping Karasuma move, taking his weight so that they could continue on.
"You can't keep going like this, Karasuma-sensei." He warned the teacher.
"I'll be fine in half an hour." Karasuma said carefully, taking another gasping breath of air, "Don't do anything crazy."
"He's the crazy one." Kimura murmured, "That gas was supposed to stop an elephant in its tracks."
"Karasuma-sensei's kind of a monster himself." Okano agreed.
They continued down the hallway, wondering what other dangers were awaiting their little group. They were all silent, all on edge.
"Wow! It's starting to feel like summer vacation!" Koro-sensei broke the mood rather suddenly, turning orange with a sun design on his face.
"Well, aren't we just cozy, what with being completely safe and all!"
"Nagisa, give him a spin."
Nagisa spun him around a few times inciting a scream from their teacher.
Karuma gave a chuckle,
"Well, I'm going to drop you down Ryouma-kun's trousers. Ryouma, drop your pants and spread your legs, will you?"
"Like hell!" The other boy hissed.
"Why do you say it feels like summer?" Kaede asked Koro-sensei instead.
"Well, usually summer vacation is about the students going off outside of the protections of the teacher. Off to their own little thing. But you're doing well and you're taking the lessons you've learned out into the world. If you remember what you've learned in your gym class, you'll have nothing to fear." He reassured them all, "This is your assassination vacation, and you can beat it!"
They all seemed to calm down, starting to understand what he was trying to say.
"He's right." Harry said, "We can do this. It's not that hard."
"Not that hard, Harry-kun?" Nagisa said dryly.
Harry shrugged his shoulders,
"This isn't my first life or death situation."
"Right." Kaede said, "Harry-kun…has had assassins after him before, nee?"
"Right." Harry said, thinking about the previous times.
A basilisk was scarier than this. Dementors were scarier than this. So far, he hadn't seen anything too scary. He hadn't encountered anything in this hotel that he couldn't deal with.
Harry continued down the hallway.
"You really are used to this." Karasuma observed.
Harry dipped his chin,
"Yeah. It's okay. We'll deal with whatever's ahead. Plain and simple."
Karasuma's eyes narrowed at him,
"Potter-kun…that man, he wanted you to come and deliver Koro-sensei. Do you think it's possible that he was after you specifically?"
Harry paused,
"I…had considered the possibility."
And he had. The only thing was that everyone who wanted him dead was in another dimension right now. Someone else couldn't have come with him, right?
"It could be someone from Britain…I don't know." Harry admitted, "If it is…I would like to face them." His eyes darkened, "I'll get that antidote no matter what."
Karasuma was silent. They continued down the hallway.
"You aren't afraid?" Kaede asked him.
"I'm always afraid." Harry said, "When stuff like this happens. When people want to kill me. But I can't afford to let it control me. There's always fear when you enter a fight, but…that's normal, I think. Fear keeps you alive…in the proper dosage."
They moved up the stairs and down a windowed corridor. They could see the outside. The moonlight shone through the glass.
They hid behind the wall, seeing a man in the open. He was leaning against the glass.
His eyes though, they gave them all pause. Because those were the eyes of a killer. They all knew what those eyes looked like by now.
"CRACK!" the glass behind the man broke, cracking, but not entirely falling apart.
It startled all of them. But still, Harry could tell it was a tactic meant to intimidate them all.
"What a drag-eth." The man spoke (and he had a weird way of talking), "I can tell-eth from your footsteps that you're not tough-eth for me. And they say-eth some special forces teacher was taking the lead too."
Harry stepped out calmly from their hiding spot, walking out into the open. The others followed. The man's eyes fell on Karasuma.
"Ora? It seems that Snog gas has cause-eth some damage. Probably killed-eth each other at the same time." He shaped his fingers like a gun, pointing at Karasuma.
"Eh? You sure like to add 'eth' to things, oji-san." Karuma said brightly, not reading the mood at all.
Everyone seemed relieved, apparently having wanted to ask, but being too afraid to.
"Mm? I heard it had a cool, old-fashioned sound to it, like-eth a samurai."
"Eh, so he's a foreigner." Kaede said.
"I'm a foreigner too and I don't talk like that." Harry pointed out.
They all seemed to shrug it off.
The assassin started cracking his knuckles just by moving his fingers back and forth,
"I might-eth be doing it wrong, but that's okay. After I kill you all here, I can drop the 'eth' and no one will ever know."
"Bare hands." Koro-sensei spoke, "Is that your killing tool then?"
He smirked, reaching his hand forward and flexing his fingers,
"My skills are in high demand, you know-eth. Passing through pat-downs is quite the advantage, after all-eth. When my prey draws close, I snap-eth their necks. Or, if fancy strikes me, I crush-eth their skulls."
More intimidation, Harry thought.
Okano reached up to her head protectively, letting out a small gasp.
"It's funny, you know-eth. The more you train-eth your strength for the purpose of killing people, the more you feel-eth like using it for something other than assassination. To be-eth precise, a fight to the death against-eth a mightiest foe. But this is quite the let-down…"
"I'll fight you." Harry stepped forward.
He knew this feeling. The feeling he got just before a fight. Heart pounding. A wave of numbness washed over him. Like all his emotions vanished. It was just him and his opponent.
He could defeat this guy…
"Wait." Karuma interrupted, placing a hand on Harry's shoulder, "Why don't you let me fight? After all…I'm more combat oriented than you are."
Harry's eyes traveled over to him. Karuma smiled,
"And you need to defeat the big bad enemy at the end…nee?"
Why couldn't someone else get the final boss for a change? Harry wondered exasperatedly.
"Hm?" The man looked between the two boys, "You truly believe you can defeat me?"
Karuma stepped forward, an easy smile on his face, "I can break windows like that, and crush things in my hands. What's the big deal?"
That was something everyone else other than Karuma and Harry seemed to have forgotten or lost sight of.
"Hm. It's a pain to wipe up after a bunch of small-fries." He said, then took out a radio from his back pocket, "I'll just call the boss and…"
Karuma kicked the radio from his hand and into the glass, breaking it as well.
The man was surprised by the sudden attack.
One thing was for sure, Harry thought, he didn't think they were all small fries now.
"Nee, chill oji-san." Karuma said airily, "For a pro, you're not that strong, hm? Breaking glass? Busting skulls? Didn't I say that was easy? But," His tone darkened, "If your opening move is to call in reinforcements, I guess that means you're too scared to take on a junior high kid on your own."
They all gasped at Karuma's taunts.
"Stop it." Karasuma protested, only to be interrupted by Koro-sensei.
"Stop right there, Karasuma-sensei." He said quickly, "His chin is down. So far, he's been showing off his swagger with his chin high in the air, looking down on his opponents. But this is different. His words may be as rough as ever, but his eyes are looking straight ahead, silently observing the foe in front of him."
Karuma had been laying low ever since finals, when Harry had managed to get the higher score in math.
He'd learned humility.
"Very well-eth." The assassin agreed. He took off his leather jacket, "Let's see what you can do-eth."
There was a moment where they just stood there, staring at each other, and then they attacked. Karuma's weapon was immediately crushed in the assassin's hands.
"Well, I don't need a weapon to defeat you." Karuma said lightly in his usual, teasing voice.
The assassin grinned, then lunged forward, hand aimed for Karuma's skull. The red-head dodged easily out of the way. He blocked the next attack. Then ducked under a swing.
He was immediately on the defensive, Harry observed.
In fact, that looked a lot like Karasuma's style of self-defence. Something that Koro-sensei observed out loud.
Karuma was very talented. Harry wasn't sure that he was able to mimic Karasuma's style. Not entirely anyways.
Karuma dodged several more blows, then blocked two more.
If he got too close, he'd be grabbed, Harry thought. How was he going to attack?
The assassin suddenly stopped his assault.
"What's wrong-eth?" The assassin asked, taking a step back, "You'll never get passed me if you don't attack-eth."
"Alright then, now it's my turn." Karuma decided.
They both shifted their stances. Karuma bounced on the balls of his feet a bit.
"I like-eth that look on your face, young warrior." The assassin readied himself.
"Bare handed, just like you." Karuma said with a smirk, "We'll settle this man to man."
"With this, I've got a chance I can't experience in the world of assassins."
Karuma came at him with a flying kick. Landing a distance away as he'd managed to block him. He struck quickly, kicking again, then punching and drawing his fist back into a straight open palm. He managed to nail him in the knee.
He jumped around, then fell to one knee. Karuma rushed forward, aiming to attack his back, only to be sprayed by gas.
Harry's eyes narrowed. When had he gotten that?
Karuma fell forward and his hair was grabbed by the assassin.
"It's over-eth."
That was dirty. Harry tensed up. But then again…he was a professional killer, not a sportsman, despite his claims.
Karuma might have won the fight, but the battle…
"I'm not fond of drawn-out fights. So, I thought I'd give-eth Smog's paralyzing gas a try."
He lifted Karuma into the air by the head.
"You'd never see-eth it coming unless you were prepared for it."
Harry felt his lips twitch when he saw Karuma move. The assassin turned, only to be sprayed with gas.
He fell down to his knees.
Karuma had won. The assassin's grip loosened and now the red-head had the upper hand.
Harry had learned a good lesson: Expect the enemy to use every dirty trick in the book. Fair fights were for sports.