Author's note: I do not own Negima or any of the characters. All from Ken Akamatsu, author of Negima! Magister Negi Magi.
Sorry for the late update since I was waiting for my editor, yet still busy :( I can't wait any longer So Here's chapter 5 with no edition. Sorry for the wrong grammars ;( It'll be fix as I update the 6th chapter.
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Chapter 5: Rescue I
Deep in the forest in the magical world, there stood a cottage that stood out of sight, and out of mind. It was small yet enough for one man to live in. Peaceful and calm, sounds of different kinds of insects and birds echoed through the forest. Among the noises, two voices were heard from the balcony of a wooden house.
"Okay, so you're telling me that you sent the girl there just to heal her dying heart- no, brain? whatever it was." A dark-skin muscular man spoke as he reached for the tiny tea-cup that was placed on a round wooden table.
"Yes. But i never thought that the magical portal that i summoned would go wild. It has been many years since I opened it- ho-ho-ho." Replied an old woman that looked well over a hundred. She was small, not even half of the man who sat in front of her. Her head was covered with shiny silver hair that was help up and in place by a pair of chopsticks.
"Hell yeah, you taught me about the Old World when I was little but never sent me there cause it's forbidden. What's up with your brain granny, you could have just let Konoka heal her." Said the man putting down the tea-cup on the table with an annoyed looking face.
"Sure, Konoka is a great healer but not as good as me since she can't use the Curatio. It is the greatest- no, strongest healing magic and yet, the girls' brain was damaged too much to recover her from being a human vegetable." The old woman looked up to the star-filled sky. "Listen Rakan, the blade stroke at the center of her heart. Yes, I healed it right before it stopped beating, but if I did not send her to the Old World, what could have happened to the poor girl? The magic there in the Old World is twice as potent as that of Mundus Magicus, simply because that is the origin- the birth place of magic itself."
"But you said the portal went wild. You mean her ending up there was by dumb luck?" Said the man crossing his muscular arms around his bloated chest.
"O-ho-ho-ho! Don't worry, she's fine now. My great great grand daughter picked her up somewhere in the forest. It was a coincidence though- ho-ho-!" The old woman's face was full of joy. Her wrinkles around her chicks stretched as she laughed.
She somehow reminds of me of the little vampire. Sure, the little missy bites a lot more than she smiles, but there still is something. This bugged Rakan a little, as stared into the old woman's face, not knowing what was going on in here head. Then he opened his mouth again to speak. "Okay, thanks granny that's enough. As long as she's alive and well." His face changed into a wide grin relieved to know that his 'friend' was saved.
"Don't you want to see her?"
"Huh?"
The old woman jumped down from the chair where she had sat. "Follow me." She turned around and took a step for her to get inside the house.
Out of curiosity, Rakan just stood up and followed her back without saying a word. As he entered the small cottage, he saw another round table at the center of a small room with a shining crystal ball perched upon it. He knew what it was but he chose to not speak as the old woman mumbled some unknown language and the crystal ball started to brighten up the whole room. And slowly, an image of a girl came into view.
"Is that- is that the Sakurazaki kid?"
"Shh-! I'm trying to concentrate."
"Okay, okay."
The Old lady continued on the long spell and the blurry image in the crystal ball cleared up. She opened her eyes and smiled. "What do you think?"
"Huh?" A look of confusion crossed his dark features.
"She lost her memories. Don't you wanna go and help?"
Lost memories, eh? For a moment, Rakan stood still, looking at the crystal, ball deep in thought. And soon, a thought crossed his mind, changing his expression to that of a scheming pervert. "Sure, I wanna help." And his smile grew into a wide grin, his eyes showing keen interest. Nodding, he said, "Alright, granny! I'm going to go have some fu- er, help the poor little half-demon."
The old woman shook her head at his excitement, knowing full well that the last thing Rakan wanted to do was help. Still, a small smile made its way onto her lips.
Asking Rakan to help might not have been my best idea.. But this is definitely going to be interesting. Setsuna, it looks like you have something big in store for you, child.