Oh look a new chapter
Well this one is purely the reapers and the prince. The next two chapters are more filler and character introduction. Then we have a timeskip and a bit on the sideplot
OH YEAH THE SIDE PLOT.
The sideplot concerns Chiba, Hayami and currently unnamed reapers and angels who eventually intertwine with the main plot.
Also, if anyone guesses the main villian this early on I'll shout them out. Unless they guess in a review in which case I'll delete the review as well as shouting out xD
Hope you like this chapter, and thank you for the reviews, favourites and follows!
Kasura
Disclaimer: If I owned Assassination Classroom Karmagisa would be reality.
"Karma, would you stop that for a moment?" The yellow octopus sighed, constantly moving at Mach 20. Of course, the devilish Karma didn't even consider stopping his constant, repetitive stabs at his mentors head, meaning Koro-sensei had to keep moving. It was Sunday evening – the reapers had been there almost all day. Everyone had heard about what happened to Ritsu by now, including wild monsters such as himself. Ever since then, Karma and Nakamura had visited him every day. Before now, the reapers' visits were sporadic. Now, it seemed they were coming with only training in mind. It gave Koro-sensei a bad feeling.
On the other tentacle, he hadn't seen either of his angel trainees in those same ten days.
"Hey, Koro-sensei, we're here for training. Why would he stop?" Nakamura breezily commented. She was leaning on the wall of his cavern, watching with amusement.
"Yeah, listen to her!" Karma immediately hit back, still not seizing.
"What if I want to talk to you?" Koro-sensei calmly replied, turning to face the redhead.
"And what could you even say?" Karma chuckled. Deciding this was enough, Nakamura pulled herself up before lunging forward grabbing Karma's wrist. The boy was distracted and not prepared when Nakamura yanked the knife from his hand.
"Well, looks like I win this one" The hair on the back of Karma's neck rose to hear his words from the blonde's mouth.
"Okay, you have my undivided attention." Karma rolled his eyes backing off.
"Your companion has the right idea, Karma," Koro-sensei gently advised, "Wasting energy is useless."
"Yeah, I get that." Karma dismissed.
"So, Koro-sensei, what is it that you wanted to tell us?" Nakamura asked.
"History."
"History?" Karma scoffed, "Yeah, we totally didn't learn about that at school."
"Come on Koro-sensei, surely you must have something else." Nakamura nodded, brushing her hair over her shoulder.
"Ah, you see, but both history books are biased." Koro-sensei nodded.
"Biased?" Both reapers asked.
"Yes – yours makes out that the angels are bad. The angels make out you are bad – although the truth is combined from both. I don't know it all, but I can tell you what I know." Both reapers were stunned at the yellow monsters words.
"I shall take that as a yes." Koro-sensei smiled – more than he was doing already. Unable to say no, the two reaper just shared a look before letting him continue.
"What I know," Koro-sensei begun, "Is related to how the Primals functioned. It's mentioned in both books that angels and reapers were the most populous of the races; however, there were four more. Fae, with fairy wings. Vampires, with bat wings. Seabirds, with large bird wings. Butterfly, with, yes, butterfly wings. It was said they lived in one joined land. Of course, both of your books mention this. However, they distort the truth of what happened next.
The Protectors were a main cause of this. You should know who they are – a large group of angels who protected them, all users. As you know, Users are people who could use powers. There were many of these people in these times, more than now. Your very own Gakushuu Asano is one. If I remember correctly, the Angel Queen Irina-sensei is also one, though I may be mistaken with my memory.
One of the protectors had two daughters. The oldest one was a new user, whilst the younger had yet to find out if she was one. The angel books list them as Ida, age 13, and Mika, age 10. As the reapers don't mention this, I'll say this was true. The angel books say here that a reaper, unprovoked, attacked the protectors and ended Ida's life. The reaper books say the opposite. It has been passed down from generations ago this was not what happened. Instead, a messenger from the reapers was taken hostage by accident, and Ida was killed by accident when he tried to fight his way out.
Both history books are correct when they say the reaper was killed in a revenge killing by the angels, and this is what started the war.
I'm afraid I don't know much more, but I know that Mika, the younger sister, was the turning point in the war as she gained a power to see into the future and intercept the reapers and other races. She was the one to become the first queen." Koro-sensei backed away, his story done.
"… And what was that supposed to tell us?" Nakamura asked, tilting her head slightly.
"It's the moral, Nakamura." Koro-sensei turned to face her, "To not believe everything you hear. See where it gets us?"
"What do you –"
"The divide." Karma interrupted Nakamura, "You're talking about how angels and reapers have separated themselves, aren't'cha?"
"Yes, I am. Well done for noticing, Karma." Koro-sensei acknowledged his students correct answer with a red 'o' on his face.
"Well that's just life, isn't it?" The redhead commented, "Nothing will ever change."
"Unless you try to change it." Koro-sensei replied. There was an unsteady silence before Karma lunged. A knife was in his hand.
When did he get that? Nakamura questioned herself in surprise.
"Nice try, Karma, but try to catch the enemy off-guard." Koro-sensei advised. He had already moved.
"When are you ever off guard?" Frustrated, the redhead lunged and started his hopeless stabbing routine again. Rolling her eyes, Nakamura took to the air and slipped through the hole in the ground leading to Koro-sensei's cave. She broke into the air with a much-needed stretch of her wings.
The setting sun washed over the forest in a hue of pleasant, orange light. It was as if it was on fire, but not the type that hurt. Perhaps the type of a dying campfire. Nakamura turned, her eyes starting to scan the undergrowth for her double-bladed sword, which she had stashed out here. Eventually, the shining iron caught her eye. Landing, she walked forward picking up the weapon. She smiled deviously. She loved it.
A stick snapped behind her.
Nakamura snapped her head around, her eyes immediately scanning the bushes. A tip of a black shoe caught her eye. The reaper smiled, taking to the wing before flying forwards, slashing the bushes down with her sword. The angel that had been hiding there immediately flew upwards, her wings beating frantically. Before she could fly away, Nakamura flew over to her and kicked her squarely between the wings. The angel went down without a flight.
When Nakamura landed beside her, the small angel was using her wings to cover her face. Nakamura had to laugh at the cowardess the angel was showing. Honestly, how did they ever expect to hold the throne for much longer? Leaning down, Nakamura grabbed the bone in the angel's right wing and threw it back. The angel let out a squeak of surprise and moved her hands to cover her – his – face.
Nakamura never expected this.
Karma jumped out of his wings when the trembling angel was thrown into the middle of the hideout floor.
"I found him watching!" Nakamura flew in after him, landing daintily. Her sword was clasped in her left hand. Karma was left wondering how she managed to carry the girl.
"Awh, look at her – so scared!" Karma mocked, staring down at the trembling bluenette. That hair was familiar…
"Nagisa!" Koro-sensei swept past Karma and leaned down at the small angel.
Nagisa?
NAGISA?
The PRINCE?
That was a girl! A GIRL! Karma stared with astonishment at the angel lying pathetically in front of him. Cautiously, the angel moved his light blue wings from in front of him, and the redhead felt that feeling again. The feeling that he had seen Nagisa before. Maybe it was just pictures of who was now clearly the Prince seen around. Surely it wasn't just that though.
Wait.
What was Karma even doing, just watching?
The reaper ran forwards, pushing past Koro-sensei. Ignoring Nakamura's confused cry, he seized Nagisa by the throat. The Prince cried out as Karma's jagged fingernails dug into his pale skin, and small drips of blood as red as Karma's hair started to slowly run down his small collarbone.
"Karma, put my student down!" Koro-sensei immediately ordered. Karma froze.
"Student?" Karma muttered, turning to Koro-sensei.
"You teach him?" Nakamura gasped, also disbelieving.
"It isn't just you I teach!" Koro-sensei's tentacle wrapped around Karma's hand, prising it off. Karma didn't fight back, and Nagisa fell to his knees, hands around his throat. Koro-sensei turned to him, and wrapping a tentacle around the blue haired boy, helped him up.
"Nagisa, are you alright?" Koro-sensei asked gently. Another of his tentacles was busy wiping the blood away from Nagisa's neck.
"Yeah, I'm sorry… I came to train, but I didn't…" Nagisa trailed off.
"Didn't what?" Nakamura insisted.
"I didn't realise you saw reapers as well…"
"Likewise to you!" Nakamura snapped, immediately on the offensive, "If I had it my way, I would hold you hostage and use you to get some good bounty or reward!"
"Excuse these two, Nagisa." Koro-sensei sighed, "This is Karma Akabane and Rio Nakamura."
"Don't tell him our names!" Nakamura turned to the monster.
"Well I will not allow you to hold him hostage, Nakamura. Nagisa is my student, and I will not let him get hurt." Koro-sensei criticized.
"Do you even realise what you're saying!" Nakamura gasped, surprised, "Or the opportunity you're passing up?"
"How many of them do you train?" Karma coolly cut across his exasperated companion.
"Just Nagisa and one other." Koro-sensei replied. Nagisa widened his eyes.
"There was someone else you didn't tell me about?"
"Yes, Nagisa. You may know her as it is: Yuzuki Fuwa."
"I know her vaguely." Nagisa replied, "I think my friends know her better though – she's quite poor."
"That's correct."
"Look, what now?" Nakamura snapped, "The Prince is right in front of us! If it wasn't for you, Koro-sensei, we could take him and do what, we, like!"
"Nakamura Rio that is NOT a good attitude!" Koro-sensei turned on her. The reaper snapped back at Koro-sensei. Her eyes were burning with an angry fire, and she looked very dangerous. It made Nagisa's skin crawl. Realisation dawned on him as he realised nobody was watching him anymore. Plus, the exit was right in front of him. Stretching his hand out, the angel started crawling across the floor. A gust of breeze blew in from the hole marking his exit, making Nagisa gasp for air. Sweet, fresh air. Never had he craved it so much as now.
"Ey, and where are you going?" Nagisa looked up and gulped. Karma was standing right over him.
Damn. I had forgotten about him.
"Um… O-out?" Nagisa stammered. He tensed, ready to fly. Karma must have noticed his wings extending slightly though.
"Oh yeah?" The redhead smiled, his eyes looking straight at Nagisa.
"I… Um…" Nagisa's faze turned back to Nakamura and Koro-sensei. The reaper and monster were still deep in an argument.
"Well I could always pretend I didn't see you." Karma offered. Nagisa widened his eyes in confusion.
"You… why are you letting me go?"
"Well I'd prefer to not have to deal with the almighty royal family. I could do without all that trouble." Karma smirked. Nagisa had to admit, the reaper did have a point. His 'family' were a force to be reckoned with.
"So you are just letting me go?"
"If I didn't see anything, maybe I would." Karma laughed quietly before turning away, looking back at Nakamura and Koro-sensei. Taking the hint, Nagisa scrambled to his feet and slipped out of the entrance, spreading his wings straight away. His fall turned to a glide as he turned away from the cavern.
He didn't expect something to hit the small of his back.
Nagisa fell, a pained gasp escaping from his mouth. As he fell, he turned so he could see what had hit him. The redhead reaper had followed Nagisa out, and was now flying above him. He was almost standing in the air, his feet down. The prince realised Karma must have kicked him with his feet. That liar. Spreading his wings again, Nagisa managed to right himself before he crashed into the ground beside the gorge.
"Of course, I only said if I didn't see anything. Unfortunately for you, I turned around." Karma smirked, landing beside Nagisa. Growling, the prince got to his feet, shaking his head almost as if he was trying to rid himself of the sudden clouded confusion.
"Am I ever going to get out of here alive?" Nagisa turned to the taller reaper, who shrugged.
"Who can say?" Karma replied, leaning on Nagisa and placing his elbow on the bluenette's shoulder.
"HEY!" Nagisa's voice cracked as he jumped away, and Karma laughed.
"Honestly, you sound so cute when your voice does that."
"Stop teasing me!" Nagisa protested, yet he meekly looked down.
"Don't have much of an attitude, do you?" Karma mentioned. Nagisa balled his hands up.
"Is that my fault?"
"No. Just matches your feminine appearance."
"Wha- hey!" Nagisa retaliated quickly, stepping closer to the redhead. Karma even backed off a little.
"What? Embrace the ambiguity, Nagisa. It might help you blend in." Nagisa's face flushed at these words.
"I don't want to be a girl though…"
"Then why keep your hair long."
"It isn't my choice."
"Not your choice?" Karma scoffed, not believing that.
"No, it's not. My mom wants me to keep it long."
"I thought your mom left after your dad died?" Nagisa bit his tongue, realising he had just revealed a big secret.
"Um…"
"Don't worry, I'll keep it to myself." Karma smiled, leaning against a tree.
"You don't even know what yet…"
"Why, do you want me to know?"
"No!"
"Thought as much." Karma stretched, yawning, "Koro-sensei and Nakamura would be done pretty soon. You should probably go. Maybe you could bring Fuwa next time; we could train 2 on 2."
"What – really?"
"Yeah, so?"
"You want to meet me again?" Nagisa tilted his head confused.
"Well, yeah. It'll be good to practise on some actual angels. Plus, unlike some reapers I know, Nakamura and I aren't driven by an uncontrollable bloodlust and desire to get revenge on Nirvana." Nagisa didn't know this, but the redhead was referring to Terasaka's gang, and the Chairman's son, Gakushuu.
"I guess…" Nagisa looked down.
"Hey, don't let me drive you away from here. I doubt we'd even be seeing you again anyways. My home is much closer to here than yours, and I tend not to stay for long." Karma reasoned with a knowing smile.
"Alright…"
"Now, are you going to go or not? I mean, it doesn't sound as loud from the cave now." With a spark of realisation, Nagisa realised Karma was right. Nagisa flapped his wings and flew up a few feet before looking back down at the redhead.
"Karma… thank you for letting me go. I won't forget this."
"I bet you won't. Now scurry along, your crown awaits." Karma waved and Nagisa flew off swiftly.
"KARMA WHERE IS HE?" Only a few seconds after Nagisa had gone out of sight, Nakamura flew over, her wings going at double speed.
"Left." Karma shrugged.
"Why did you let him leave?"
"You took your eyes off him, and I have no quarrel with him."
"Traitor."
"Indeed."