Anyone But Me

A Schwarz/OC fic

Written by neko rinchan

Post it where ever you like, just give credit where credit's due

All Weiss Kreuz characters don't belong to me, but the rest of them were created by me

Italics – Japanese

Bold - German

:Bla: - telepathic link

Prologue: And you shall set us free

A group of men dressed in expensive business suits sat around a long table, and were calmly discussing among themselves. Their topic; the future of humanity. In front of the table, magnificent double doors opened, and a man walked into the room and took his place at the head of the table. The man removed his glasses, and suiting down, causing all discussion to cease.

"The next stage of human evolution is already among us, and this can be seen in the emergence of the new race of humans, the Psyions. Their numbers are increasing every generation, and even though their numbers are still few compared to the rest of mankind, their powers more than make up for their lesser numbers. They are being taken from their families at an early age, being dehumanized, and are being trained to become super-soldiers to serve their masters' wishes for world domination. And we can see that by the next generation, they will have become unstoppable. They will have set themselves up as rulers and for the "normals" that they do not kill; they will enslave them instead."

After this alarming statement, the men in the room began to talk amongst themselves, already trying to come up with ways to prevent this possible future from becoming reality.

"Gentlemen, please. There's no need for alarm. As I have seen this, I have also seen ways for this future to be destroyed. And even now, my employees are working on bringing about a new future."

"How? How do you plan to bring about this new future? Are we going to use their own talent against them?"

The gray-haired gentleman smiled somewhat evilly at the man who spoke. "No, nothing quite so basic, so vulgar. These men want to bring about our destruction by summoning a God. And we shall destroy them in the same way."

"We're going to destroy them by summoning their God to use against them?"

"Will we use the actual summoning against them? Direct the powers generated to destroy each and every one of them?"

"No. They will summon their God, and we shall create our own. And when the time is right, He shall bring about Our salvation, and His power shall bring into creation a new future for us, and for mankind."

After his speech ended, the men in the room murmured their approval. Smiling at his success, he frowned as he replaced his glasses. Looking to the side of the room, he saw one of his employees, security personnel; quickly walk over to him.

The obviously distressed security guard looked apprehensively out at the men in the room, took a deep breath and whispered in faint tones, "The operation has been compromised."

Biting back a curse, the man pushed aside the security guard and rushed from the room. Ducking into an empty hallway, he closed his eyes and pictured a specific hospital room in his mind. When his slate gray eyes opened again, he was standing just outside the door. Reaching u pa hand, he turned the doorknob and pushed his way in.

The room was in total chaos and painted red with blood. Doctors and nurses, broken and bleeding, lay strewn about the room. But the most disheartening sight was the woman on the hospital bed, with blood still seeping from the knife wound across her neck. Touching a hand to the body, he sighed.

"Still warm. The hopes had we placed on the child inside you… Now he is gone, stolen by the very men he was supposed to defeat. Destined for greatness, but reduced to a pawn…"

Fingertips barely touching the distended belly, the man's eyebrows pulled down into a frown. Placing the flats of both palms on the belly, the man closed his eyes as he concentrated. It was faint, but it was there. There was still life in the uterus, but not for long.

Looking around the surgery, he spotted what he was looking for. Stepping over the dead body of the obstetrician, he picked up a scalpel and rubber gloves, pulling them on he walked back to the dead woman. Using the scalpel to cut the belly open, he continued to cut until he reached the uterus. Putting his hands in, he pulled out the miraculously still-alive fetus. Cutting the umbilical cord and tying it off, he wrapped the infant in his jacket and teleported out of the hospital and to his lab.

Handing the baby off to the nearest labcoat, he instructed, "Bathe him, feed him and get him whatever else babies need."

"What is his name? What should we call him?"

"Emanuel."

"God is with us?"

"And He shall vanquish the evil and deliver us from darkness." Gazing down at the sleeping baby, still covered in his mother's blood, he smiled. Sleep well, little Prince. For you are the chosen Soldier of God and you shall set us free.