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Mahouka Koukou no Rettousei does not belong to me.
Intertwined Fates
Arc: The New Companions
Chapter 1: Snake Eyes
Magic: Not an element of fantasy legends. What it is depends on who you ask. For the magicians that we all prefer to pretend that they don't exist, those of the third world; magic is the power that dictates the hierarchies, above everything and everyone.
The world we live in gives us proof of that: the Eleven Master Clans have whatever privileges they want. Leonid Kontratenko and Xion Zhang, the most powerful magicians of their nations and, at the same time, their tyrants. The most powerful Castes and Clans: The Saegusas, the Müllers, the Yotsubas, who destroyed a country; and the Kruegers, which destroyed several. If you were born one of them, you will grow up surrounded by privilege.
It's Always Been That Way: Europe's Ancient Empires Were Forged in War, Like Germany: André Valerius's Playhouse. Morality, truth and ethics are not worth the words with which they are written.
Thiago Diaz, the world's most powerful criminal; after defecting from the Brazilian army, he founded The American Unified Corporatio, feeding off war and poverty. Today, His trail reached from the beginning to the end of America, a lawless land.
In the middle of the 21st century, the world war broke out, generating misery and horrors. The flames of hell poured out over the countries. Demons of fire and bone marched over the world. And the world was deformed, redrawing its borders.
The New Soviet Union waved its red flag before the reabsorption of Ukraine and Belarus. The United States absorbed Mexico, Canada, Cuba and, ultimately, all of Central America, renaming itself USNA, United States of North American Continent.
China conquered and expanded into the Korean Peninsula, northern Burma, Vietnam and Laos, Taiwan, forming the Great Asian Alliance. In Europe, the geopolitical changes were somewhat less violent: it split into two: the Eastern European Union led by Germany, and the Western Union led by the United Kingdom.
After the end of the third world war, the world was devastated: it seemed that it was not over yet in some corners. In South America and Africa, nations were no longer fighting each other, but each other, collapsing into failed states.
Of course, among the poor, crime, hunger and death are the daily bread for everyone: old or young. In fact, it is common to see gangs of orphaned children wandering the streets, looking for leftovers in dumpsters after their parents have died or abandoned them.
In the city of Cali, Valle del Cauca, a group of about a dozen children wandered through the streets of porous Ecement, dark gray in color with dirt. They were dark, with worn and dirty clothes; without shoes, his black feet could be seen. The dumpsters haven't been generous with leftovers lately. They were so hungry that they would kill for something to eat.
So, they came up with a solution: when they found an easy target, everyone would surround him and try to snatch any bag that might have something to eat, some even throwing stones to distract. Although they were always open to trying new methods.
They met an opportunity, the devil, or a man with his beard. When they crossed a street, there it was. He looked like a rich old man, fifty years old and with a few gray hairs. His formal suit must have been worth more than the abandoned house behind him. And yet he was sitting on the gray sidewalk eating from a disposable plate.
"Where is that dwarf?" Said the taller and chubby boy, with a silver necklace, he was the silhouette of a cobra's head. He took one of the smaller children from the clothes. "Go over there, and get us something." He handed him a screwdriver and pointed in the guy's direction.
The boy was walking, with the screwdriver hidden in his back. He couldn't have been more than eight years old, he was skinny, his black hair covered his eyes. He didn't like to obey. But he thought that if he did he could eat something before the others grab everything.
Arrived. Now it was in front of him.
"Colombian boy, do you want some?" Thiago said.
"No. I want it all." I take out the screwdriver.
"Or else what will you do?"
I try to stab him.
*Air Bullet*
Because of the shot, the screwdriver escaped from his hand.
The boy and the others were forcibly dragged to a halfway point. He spat from the pressure as a magical barrier appeared around him, squeezing them into a ball.
"He's a wizard!"
"Damn freak!"
Some children shouted while Thiago was still sitting, eating quietly.
"Son of a bitch!" The boy growled as his soulless eyes remained fixed on Thiago. The psions, the particles used to rewrite the Eidos and, by definition, use magic; They began to glow around him.
Thiago stopped, still with the food in his mouth. The boy didn't know it at the time, but he was going to use magic. The psions acted in an air mass. In front of Thiago the space warped, as if he were looking through glass. It wasn't Air Bullet, but it was close. At full speed the air was shot towards him. Thiago threw a barrier ahead. The impact creates a premiere. However, the barrier was intact.
Then he heard the crack of another bullet. A fissure formed. With the third the cracks spread.
The fourth broke the barrier before Thiago will slide using movement magic. The bullet hit the sidewalk, destroying the patio of the abandoned house. Dirt and dust flew through the air. As they dispersed, Thiago could see the hostile look in the boy's snake eyes.
"What the fuck!" Some child yelled.
The barrier around the other children was cancelled. But now, around everyone, there were four bars, in a square.
"Very well, Brat." Thiago picked him up by grabbing his hand." You and your friends ruined my dinner, so I think one of you is going to pay for it. Since you were the only one with the guts, it's up to you."
The brat pointed at the cobra-collared boy. "The, the first."
Within a second, his head was pierced by an Air Bullet.
I cancel the barrier. As the children ran away, Thiago watched as the brat stole the dead child's necklace. He always liked me, anyway. Before he could run, I grabbed him by the hair.
"Let go of me, you Damn Idiot! You fucking old man!"
Thiago smiled. It's been so long since anyone dared to insult him head-on.
The boy kicked and struggled until Thiago turned him around to face him. Then, it burst into flames, or so it seemed to the boy. Thiago books some psions . It looked like lightning, coming from the center of the earth. It was not normal: it was looking at the Devil in the face, something that humans were made to fear, just by seeing them you could feel the evil. As if a monster with several serpent heads gave a roar that makes a thunderous sound throughout the balle .
The boy, for his part, responded with his own beastly nature: he grabbed his arm to bite him. It sank its sharp little teeth in as hard as it could.
Thiago's expression didn't change as he used another magic. The boy stops until he falls asleep. There was little oxygen in the air I breathe.
Thiago held him by the hair. Most likely, that child had some genetic mutation that gave him that psion count.
"You didn't just talk when you said you wanted it all. You never know what you might find." He thought before carrying it on his shoulder, like a sack of potatoes, and walking away.
[~~~]
Between opened his eyes to see two blurred silhouettes talking.
"I found it on the street and brought it back."
"If you wanted a pet, a dog was easier."
"It seems you don't know me, Rogoberto."
He closed his eyes again, falling asleep.
He heard the sound of a bottle being opened.
She felt the clean sheets under her face. He opened his eyes to realize where he was, it was a luxury hotel. It was not a place for a street child at all. I look at Thiago with a freshly opened bottle. There was a plate of food on the nearby dresser.
"I just opened it and you woke up."
He got up from the bed and tried to run towards the exit. Thiago stopped him again, to be bitten again.
"When you're done using me as your rubber bone, you'll shut this up."
As he continued to bite, he watched as the old man pulled his silver necklace out of his pocket. I stop biting, snatch it from him and keep it close to his chest.
"If you want to keep biting take this." I pass him the plate with pizza.
The boy took it. After looking around, he sat down on the bed to eat it.
"I know I'll shut this up, too," Thiago dropped the screwdriver on the side of the bed. I grab the coke bottle and sit down too. He took a few sips until he realized that the boy was looking at him.
"You want?"
"Yes."
I hand him the bottle and the boy takes it.
When I finish drinking. He asked another question.
"And your parents…?"
"I do not have."
"Why?"
"I don't know . I just never had them."
"What's your name?"
"I don't have either. Everyone calls me midget or brat."
"Now you will call yourself after god's helper: Gabriel, the Messenger Angel. No. It's too long. Better just... Messenger, the Messenger. How are you?"
"Call me what you want."
"You are so cold."
"And you are so good now?"
"No, I'm still a son of a bitch. I'm not a charity fairy. And now that we're on the subject, if I wanted to waste my money, I'd waste it on my biological children. How are you going to pay for all this?"
"I don't know ."
"You could work for me. This sty pays faster than you think. However, you might like the job. Life is beautiful, but with food, with a name, power, money, luxury. Or do you prefer to stay here, being a stray dog who raids for something to eat. Hey, what do you say?"
"Nadia had been so good to me, where is the trap?
"There is no catch, but there is no guarantee. If you accept, this will be your life from now on; there will be no turning back, no second chances. You will only get an early death if you try to escape. If you make a mistake, you die. I hope you don't have One iota of conscience, because you'll have to do as I tell you. You may die young or old and filthy rich, like me. Either way, you won't have to starve."
"Okay. I accept."
"Perfect. There's just one thing I have to tell you: don't touch my money. Whoever fucks with me dies."
The old man's brown eyes exchanged a long look with the boy's brown eyes.
"Well. I'll give you all the details later. Tomorrow, we're leaving for Rio de Janeiro. You're going to love the city." Thiago said before leaving the room.
The Messenger lay down on the bed. The following year he would be coached by Thiago . After: He would spend the rest of his childhood and the early part of his adolescence doing whatever he was told, slaughtering whoever he was told . He would grow up in bloodbaths, surrounded by piles of mutilated corpses.
Even if they didn't know his name, he would become the second most wanted in the world. Of course. The American Unified Corporation was a bloody happy family. And the Messenger was the spoiled son.
A terrifying world, full of horrors, where one struggles to impose oneself on others, to survive; it was the world I knew, the only one I knew. And that was better than not knowing what world he was or should be from.
[~~~]
March 2095
New students walked through a driveway decorated with cherry trees and their falling petals until they reached Fist High School .
Now everything would be different. The floors were light gray, polished and smooth. In the interiors, the walls and the floor were flat, without imperfections, and cyan in color, that color abounded a lot. The places, as well as the air, would seem to him as innocuous and sterile as the country in which he now lived, Japan. From organized crime to school. What the heck happened?
"Don't you forget that we have a very important business tonight, and you also make a lot of friends on your first day at school." Said a man in his early thirties who was nicknamed the engineer. However, his original name was Carlos Ramón Valdez Romero or just Carlos, with dark skin just like the boy he was talking to. His height was 1.88. Of a normal complexion, but on the thin side. With black eyes and hair.
A dark-haired boy nodded and got out of the limo, thinking, "You're lucky to be my accountant." The Messenger was about to leave before he heard.
"Do you know what your name is?"
When he was about to leave, he turned to look at Carlos. "Gabriel Moreno?"
Carlos says: "Yes".
The Messenger got out of the limousine, he watched as the vehicle went down the road until it was out of sight and a couple of cars followed it, leaving him and his numerous bodyguards at the same time, he thought: "Gabriel Moreno, Juan Manuel Marqués, Víctor Vicente Hernández, Luis Miguel Solari, Marco Antonio Fernández, and Alfredo González; How many false identities have I used since I started working at the TUAC?"
Along with his bodyguards, the Messenger walked to school, dressed in formal shoes, and black pants, a white trench coat, with a couple of diamond-shaped and cyan decorations, which were under a black tie and another pair of diamonds between the sides of the ribs, below the trench coat he wore a dark gray shirt and above a necklace with the silver silhouette of a cobra's head.
He and his bodyguards walked in slow motion up the big white stairs to the entrance. The school was made of white reinforced concrete, with large cherry trees lining the sides of the main entrance. When they arrived, the bodyguards caught the attention of all the other students in the school who were thinking and wondering things like: "Who is this boy, the son of some famous? Politician? Millionaire?"
In the case of the girls, who were looking at him, drool began to come out of their lips from above and below . They had pink hearts in their eyes because of the boy's appearance: his straight black hair, his light brown eyes and skin, his height, 1.83, tall by Japanese standards, with the body of a normal adult, leaning towards thin, but his face and the expression on it was what you'd expect from the pretty but bad boy in some novel.
As the girls pined for him , some guys gave his bodyguards curious glances, noting their skin tone, the skulls tattooed on their necks and arms. And they thought: "Is he the son of the head of some drug cartel?"
The Messenger thinks: "They are the same as dogs: when you throw food at them, they follow you home. But they get in the way and attract attention much more. Thiago said that going to school is a good idea to Pass Like a normal boy, How curious that he left the country after telling me that."
He turned around and said: " Yancy, I didn't think there would be chairs for everyone in the auditorium. Go back to take care of the cars with the others, if there are problems I'll let you know."
Yancy says, "Yes, sir." And all the bodyguards turn around and go back to wait in the cars.
When the Messenger was alone, he was curious to know which room he was assigned to and walked, a little, to a wall with some papers that had the names of each student written on them . He remembered the full name with which he was registered: "Gabriel Alejandro Moreno del Montenegro" a false identity created with a virus made with the aim of entering the databases of nations and becoming part of it to change and create files of citizens.
Although not everything had to be false, the alleged identity of "Gabriel Moreno" was a boy from the city of Cali, in Colombia, who became an orphan due to civil war and riots until he was adopted by Felipe Santos da Silva: The president of the New Black Magic, Private Security.
The Messenger looked for his fake name in the long list of students by room until he heard a *click click* that came from a zippo lighter that opened and closed.
The Messenger turned to the side to look at a boy his own age who wore the same school uniform, but he was Caucasian, wearing an iron cross necklace around his neck. With his vivid purple eyes, dark blond hair and delicate features he was so beautiful that he could be mistaken for a woman. He was taller than the brunette and much taller than the other Japanese students with his height of 1.96, but he had an athletic build, who walked to the side of him to look for his respective name on the wall.
The Messenger thought: "A white child, like everyone else, has the face of a spoiled child, how disgusting." But he did not give more importance to the boy and continued looking for himself. when he found the name " Shizuku Kitayama ," the Messenger thought, "How funny the world is."
When a voice speaking in Japanese, high and with a relatively shrill tone shouted: "Here I am: Godo Nijukyooto in room A... " with an athletic complexion and height of 1.83 he said while pointing to a part of the paper with his name written on it. and turned to look at the other two boys to say: " Hey , friends, which room are you in?". The brunette and the Caucasian boy looked at the paper to unintentionally see the names "Gabriel Moreno" and "Toni Krüeger " on the list of students in Room A.
The Messenger sneered at godo who smiled back at him and thought: " ' Nijukyooto ' from what I have researched: They are a talented family, but a failure can be born into any family. I needed a place to sit, to sit away from this idiot."
Godo thought: "He reminds me of my brother."
The Messenger walked away and left the other two boys alone. Godo said, "Well, I think it will just be you and me. Do you what's your name?
Toni responded with a German nod: "Toni."
Godo said: " Hey , Toni, you are very tall. Are you also an actor? Because on television I saw a guy as tall as you , his name is Lurch and he appears in addams family ".
Toni gave an awkward smile and thought: " Und ich dachte , dass die japaner schüchtern waren."
[~~~]
In another part of the school, the messenger had walked, until he found a bench free except for a normal looking Japanese student, the Messenger sent without introducing himself to the student and let out a silent sigh of frustration.
"How curious that the students even weed them: The second-year students seem happy to study here." The Messenger glanced briefly at the student sitting next to him and realized that he had no emblem. "Well not this one in particular."
He looks at his gold wristwatch. "I still have time before the ceremony, I'm going to read a little."
He pulled out his data terminal in 2D format, and started reading the wizard of oz. When I get to the part where the tornado lifted Dorothy's house, a girl with long curly red hair, flat boobs, but a tall, slender body dressed in the girl's version of the school uniform: black sneakers, black stockings. reaching up to the thighs of her long legs, a white sleeveless nightgown, a cyan bleizer, and a black tie with an x on it . Aleera's exotic name... Draculia.
The Messenger thought that it was rare to see a Caucasian person in Japan and even more so since this was already the second, but since the girl did not speak anymore, he did not give it much importance and continued reading, when his mind was lost in the world of oz, another girl dressed in the uniform arrived, but this one was small in stature, long black hair, big tits, with red eyes, she introduced herself as Mayumi Saegusa.
But what drew attention was when the girl said that the record that he, Aleera, Tatsuya and other students achieved this year was impressive. The Messenger thought that was better than falling short, but what his attention was focused on was the red-haired girl getting such a high grade as well.
He knew from his own experience why a magically talented foreigner might be hiding a big secret. His thoughts are interrupted by the bell announcing that the enrollment ceremony was to begin rang. Three of them began to walk to the auditorium, with the Messenger being the only one still sitting in the pew. Aleera turned and gave him a reptilian look for which to sink its fangs into you, inject its venom, watch its victim agonize to death is just routine.
That little look was enough for her instinct to kick in immediately. He didn't remember that a normal person could give such looks, but his new schoolmate reminded him of a French-Canadian associate with the same feminine figure, long legs, white skin, beautiful and delicate face with two snake eyes. That girl may be the only interesting thing about this school.
It was already time for the ceremony, if he had already come here, then it would be a waste not to go to the auditorium.
He gets up from the bench.
The Hall looked more like a theater, with the balconies and long lines that stretched to the back. Once there, the boy did not get a seat, until a blonde girl pointed out the only remaining seat for him and that was next to the red-haired girl, curiously.
The Messenger sat down with an awkward little smile. The representative of this year's rookies came on stage: Miyuki Shiba: A pale, normal height girl with long, straight, black hair who walked up to the podium and began to give her speech that had words like "everyone the same" and "in an integrated manner".
The Messenger thought: "Yes, of course. Walking mayonnaise, all you care about is looking good. Or how much should the situation of people you don't know matter?"
Miyuki's speech is over, she goes backstage. Godo and Toni sat together and near the messenger. The Japanese told the German: "What a great speech! I even want to give a speech."
Toni says speaking Japanese in a more relaxed way, with a calm and sarcastic tone: "And why don't you give one, now that the podium is free."
Godo smiles and says, "What a great idea you had, Toni." Godo got up from his seat, walked to the stage, jumped up to climb onto the stage with the agility of a cat. "
The Messenger thinks, " I thought he'd break his face trying to climb the stage like that, if security didn't break it first. Speaking of security, it sucks, where the hell are they?"
A tall girl with a short haircut and a manly style looked at the scene attentively.
Godo arrives at the podium and says: "Hello, I don't have much to say except that Godo Nijukyooto called me and it's nice to be a student of this school, because it must be nice. Please don't give shit to the weed, just They are students trying to do their best and I'm sure everyone in this school will be best friends forever and ever and all that ridiculousness... " Godo looked to the side of the stage where Mayumi and Miyuki were looking at him with slightly surprised and angry faces. "Thank you very much to the beautiful president: Mayumi and my cute co - representative: Miyuki for letting me give this impromptu speech."
Godo came down from the stage, but the girl with short hair was waiting for him to give him a little warning, then, he walks back to his seat and Godo says to Toni: " Did you like my speech?"
Toni smiled and replied, "It was good for an impromptu speech."
Godo smiled and asked the messenger: " Hey cinnamon passion boy, do you like me too?"
The Messenger who was falling asleep said: "It was good, but it's not much of a fuss about the weed : The mediocre ones. The world was made from top to bottom and it was they who had to be on the bottom."
Toni makes a disagreeable face when he hears that and Godo says, "Well, you're partly right."
After all that, the Messenger falls asleep, President Mayumi goes out to give her speech, and the ceremony goes on as planned until it's over. when half the audience had already left, Godo and Toni get up to leave, when godo realizes that the Messenger is snoring, Godo says: "look, he fell asleep...". Godo bowed. "He looks as cute as a sleeping cat." She puts her hand on his shoulder to wake him up.
The Messenger wakes up. He quickly grabs the hand that was on his shoulder with both hands, moves his hips forward, turned his body in the opposite direction and pulls the hand over his shoulder until the armpit is rotating over his shoulder. Godo's arm is being used to pull his center of gravity onto the Messenger's back and shoulder. Toni's eyes widen and Godo puts on an amused smile as he spins in the air. Godo's body is saved from falling on the edge of the empty seats because he fell diagonally and his fall was cushioned by the concrete floor.
After the messenger gave him a judo lock, Godo did the "break fall" technique by falling onto his arched back while avoiding hitting his head and turning partially to disperse the kinetic force. Several students who heard the sound of Godo falling to the ground included a girl with short hair . Godo raises his head and Messenger puts his hands on his neck in position to break it.
Godo who is still smiling says: "Wow, that was great, that was fun. You are always on guard even when you sleep."
The Messenger turned around to see that some students were giving him curious looks, he looks at a white girl with red hair, with curls who is standing next to a dark-haired girl and a blonde girl who were giving him quizzical looks. .
Aleera said: "in this school the rules forbid us to kill our classmates, how boring are the rules, I knew that I was not the only person who had thought that, right?"
The Messenger smiled nervously and said: "Yes, of course, it is forbidden." He takes his hands off Godo's head and gives him a hand to help him up, in a desperate attempt to look like a normal boy. the Japanese boy takes the hand, but jumps up, without leaning on his hands.
The Messenger thinks: "Better, I'm leaving before the police come." And he walks fast.
Toni says: "Godo! Are you okay?!"
Godo bends over to look at his back and said, "Is my uniform fine, or did it get dirty?"
At the exit of the auditorium.
semi -long brown hair combed in a ponytail and with several strands on her forehead, above big blue eyes, in a cute face and with a slim body, but athletic.
The girl said, "Ouch." When the messenger ran into her, the girl turned to see who had hit her and looked at a tall boy, with light brown eyes and brown skin like coffee with milk that gives him an exotic charm if they will ask her. The girl felt shy, but stands in front of the boy, inadvertently blocking the exit before saying, "Aye, sorry for bumping."
The Messenger said "No, I was the one who hit you."
The girl said, "Never mind, he forgave you." He blushed and gave a nervous smile as he waved his hand from side to side. "Nice to meet you, Midu called me Sayaka, but you can call me Sayaka." She held out her hand to him to introduce herself.
The Messenger said, "Goodbye, Sayaka." While he said that he was leaving and lightly collided with her again because he was in the middle of his path, when the messenger is leaving he hears another female voice telling him.
"Excuse me, are you the student who did a judo move in the auditorium?" Messenger turned back to see a tall girl in a girl's school uniform, with short hair and honey-colored eyes, standing in a proud pose.
The Messenger gives a small smile and says, "It was just a reflex."
The short-haired girl says: "Because it's your first..."
The Messenger cuts her off by saying, "What is your name?"
The girl makes a face at the misplaced question, but replies anyway, "My name is Mari Watanabe, I said so at the public morals committee presentation ..."
The Messenger interrupted again: "I was asleep during most of the ceremony. Look, Maria Wakamole , I'm in a hurry today, so give me the warning or whatever another day."
When he finished talking, he walked away. Mari would go after him, if not for the fact that she realized that someone was looking at her from behind. She turned to meet Sayaka 's gaze for a brief but uncomfortable time until Sayaka broke eye contact and walked away.
Shortly after, three girls, a redhead, a brunette and a blonde came out of the auditorium by Mari's side. Then Toni and Godo left the auditorium with the Japanese saying goodbye: "Goodbye Miss Watanabe , see you later."
"It's just the day of the ceremony and he already had two good reasons to start giving arrests." Thought Mari. "The week of choosing insurance clubs will be hell. This generation has no respect for the rules."
Three Russian girls, a Colombian boy and a German boy go to a Japanese school; sounds like the beginning of a bad joke, doesn't it?
End of part 1/?