The Noblesse of First High prologue 2

The Noblesse

(Mahouka Koukou No Rettousei/Noblesse fanfic xover)

Prologue 2

Sanctum Santorum
3rd Floor
Room of Requirement

Standing on the tiles, I had my eyes closed, visualizing what I wanted to do with my stupid powers. Could you believe that I had to fucking prick my finger to have access to my blood based abilities? I was seeing a major downside to my condition as a Noble. I hate needles! But I bore through it and used a nail to cut my index and then  I deployed the blood field around me.

The candelabra lighting in the room shifted as the tornado of blood produced a breeze and a full on wind storm. Then from a tornado, I turned it into a blade which struck the mannequin in the middle of the room. Shallow cuts appeared into the metal silhouette, the slicing wasn’t powerful enough. I needed to be able to slice armored targets such as vehicles or terribly tough and enhanced targets.

I focused my mind and decided to go monomolecular… How did it go in Star Wars? It was a microscopic blade with a single molecule in thickness. I don’t know how long I spent focusing on the blood field to arrive at this level with my blood blades, but I succeeded. Huh, I needed to add a Kinetic effect to separate the sliced bit, or else the two cuts parts would rejoin…

SCHINK!

When launched at the speed of sound, the blood blade severed the armor worn by the mannequin.

"Oh nice, downright sliced like a hot knife through butter. I wish to see how it goes through titanium."

And the next second a titanium armor appeared on the mannequin, looking a bit medieval. I love this room! Let's continue my experiments and see how to use my blood control to maximum effect. I already wished to do this to all those O'Neill pricks, I was going to slice them and dice them like the pigs they are; the Ordintons, the Windsors and Macleods were on that list as well.

I turned my blade into a drill and shot it at three times the speed of sound. I stayed standing despite the Shockwave spreading in the room and then the damn armor was pierced clear through. Huh, I needed more control than this. Again, I stayed as long as I could stay awake trying to control it. Food was delivered thanks to Viktorya teleporting it inside the room.

It took me three days to have some modicum of control and instant cast of my ability. I've also started touching upon aura manipulation and I loved it, I understood why RUBY'S aura stuff was all that. I already had it activated. There were some streams crossed here. Note for later: Go to RWBY and start kicking ass there!

It was with a tired smile that I exited the room of requirement, all sweaty and exhausted. I now had complete control on my sealed power state.

I had to do it, putting a seal on me I mean. Raizel, my dad kept going to sleep after using too much power, but I have the Home and could recover in it easily. I am back to a noble level of power, the Noblesse’ power was too much for me currently.

I could still rival the Lord though; I hope to meet her if she exists in this world. Huh, Tanya and Viktorya aren't here, where are they? I looked for them in the library, the office and the meditation room. Calming down, I focused on myself and tried to hear their thoughts.

Despite myself, my awareness spread more and more all over the house, exiting its enclosure and I discovered that there was a landscape outside and this is where I found Tanya and Viktorya, they were gardening. There was a flower bed of glowing white flowers; they formed a large circle around the house’s garden.

Nope, nope, nope; I was too tired to explore; let’s go back to my room, my feet moved by themselves and brought me to the stairs leading to the second floor of my Home where my bedchambers were located. The bare walls worried me a bit, but I needed to get more art for the place soon. I reached my room, it was the door smack dab in the middle of the floor, and thanks to the folding space magic or technology in the Home, it was gigantic.

I basically have an apartment in my house, the room is cavernous and has a superior floor with a radial staircase, a living room combined with the bedroom. And then there was the bathroom which I walked toward. There wasn't a lot of furniture but I was willing to wait for the house to create more of it as it got to know me and respond to my needs.

I have a huge sauna bath in my room,vapor is kept from the rest of the apartment by some kind of magic sequence keeping the two atmospheres separated, it was electromagnetic in nature. *Interesting.*

There was an expansive balcony available behind the blue curtains, it gave a view on the garden and the mist around the pocket dimension. I took off my sweaty and soiled clothes and threw them in the hamper and literally felt the change in pressure, temperature and humidity in the air as I entered my bathroom.

I first went to the shower, and would be enjoying the warm bath later. I didn't dawdle and began washing myself, my long hair was being taken care of by that cosmetic spell I invented to take care of it. I was too tired to move, it was exhausting to hold back all the time you know?

I spent one hour like this in the bathroom tending to myself; only to be relaxing in my huge bath, it was warm and perfumed with rose water. I was lost in introspection, I can defend myself now, but I needed weapons, materials, resources. Things only available with money, my money and this became more pressing, my mom's money was left to me and daddy Rai was in Japan. Could I brave the information block the O'Neill were sure to have put on my escape?

First I will get my money out of the UK, then I will buy everything to build a workshop here, then I will start killing my way in the country and take revenge. This was a good idea, beat the iron while it's hot.

Raising and exiting from the warm waters, I used telekinesis to grab a towel and wipe myself down. I was going to get to bed and start securing my family's account and start liquidating the physical assets we possessed and keep the stuff in the Vault here in my Home.

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February 14th, 2095
Scotland
Edinburgh
Royal Bank of Scotland Group
Morning

What the hell? In this day and age I must come personally to get my money and to open my vault? I suspected foul play from the O'Neill to get me; it didn't matter anymore, if some of their goons showed themselves they'd die as simple as that. I still bothered to dye my hair black and was wearing HUD-glasses and a medical mask to hide my identity and avoid face recognition softwares running in the extensive CCTV network.

I was wearing a long dark blue dress with a coal gray high-necked-shirt which covered all my upper torso; I wore goth low heeled boots that I've been dying to wear for a long time. This look should give my pursuers a long moment to find me, I hope. There was also the fact that I wore a new article of clothing apparently, included within the Home were artifacts copied from the original house which were scanned or something.

The Cloak of Levitation is now amongst my possessions; I have secured flight already! The Cloak of Levitation is a magical relic wielded by Doctor Strange that is able to move and fly on its own power, enabling its user to levitate and hover in the air. I love it, it was my new best friend! I can’t wait to see action with it, I hope to mindfuck all my foes.

Even so, I wasn't worried.

The Headquarters of the bank was in Edinburgh, and thanks to my new speed, I was there from London to Scotland in barely one hour. Good luck finding me, old man Octavius. Scotland enjoys a temperate climate all year long, which is also true in winter when the average daytime temperature is around 5 degrees Celsius (41°F). This means it fares pretty well in comparison to its northern neighbors. January and February are usually the coldest months.

The cold wasn't even bothering me anymore due to the change in my race and constitution.

175 Glasgow Rd, Edinburgh EH12 9SB, United Kingdom. I found the address by using my family Observation Formula magic sequence; it is mostly a form of Ancient Magic divination that I brought to the 21st century by taking advantage of the technology around me.

The gist of it was that the formula helps process data of a Mage's surroundings, my uses of this spell vary from locking on target coordinates, detecting observational waves, and analyzing an enemy's PSION signature. This formula takes the form of a holographic screen for me to interpret the data I receive from it.

How did I get the idea for this? This was still a work in progress, but I have been inspired by a character from a TV show I really liked in my previous life; Alphas, it was about people with atypical abilities. And Gary Bell was one of the most broken characters I knew up there with Misaka Mikoto.

Gary is a transducer who can perceive and manipulate electromagnetic wavelengths. Gary can perceive electromagnetic signals and waves as streams of lights and colors all around him to literally read texts, hear transmissions, and watch videos being transmitted or simply connect to the internet. using his ability Gary can hack into cell phone signals, television broadcasts, WiFi frequencies etc. with guess what? He  does all this with only his mind.

So Yes, my Formula magic was broken and I intended to make it even more perfect and turn myself into a Technopath.This magic sequence always ran in the background of my CAD, I use it for reconnaissance, surveillance, hacking and tracking individuals through their digital devices like Gary can, he literally could connect with electronic signals.  O’Neill and his cohorts never caught on to how I was doing that; they still think that my phone is the one doing all that stuff. I still had to decrypt signals but I got an app for that.

With a cloaking magic sequence I moved at transonic speed to find, using electromagnetic force to refracts light and other radiation around myself, and generating the illusion that there is nothing there was easy but the magic sequence ate through my current CAD; fortunately, I discovered that I can cast without a device as well or else I would have fewer options.

I finally touched down and arrived before the building of the bank. My clan has been banking with the Royal Bank since its inception; we had all our money and artifacts there in the big vault. On the big sign was written: Banca Rìoghail na h-Alba plc.

The history of the bank was a must for all O’Donell to know; and I remembered what it is that’s special about them. The Royal Bank of Scotland plc is a major retail and commercial bank in Scotland. It is one of the retail banking subsidiaries of NatWest Group, together with NatWest (in England and Wales) and Ulster Bank. The Royal Bank of Scotland has around 700 branches, mainly in Scotland, though there are branches in many larger towns and cities throughout England and Wales.

It was founded in 1724 and has persisted till this day and even survived World War 3. The Royal Bank of Scotland provides a full range of banking and insurance services to personal, business, and commercial customers. As well as traditional branches, phone, and internet banking, Royal Bank of Scotland has operated "mobile branches" since 1946 using converted vans to serve rural areas. There are currently 89 mobile branches. It has been offering preferential treatment to all Magician families since its founding.

With a thought, I pulled a bunch of schematics from the database of the bank and started working on it. I also reviewed the personnel listing.Ah, I spotted the usual suspect; The Murphy, Ryan, O’Sullivans, Byrne, Smith… There were at least five people from the branch families of the O’Neill present here. It told me exactly who to kill after I got my money, poor Octavius thought that strength in numbers was power? Let’s start dissuading him of this notion!

I won’t kill the uninvolved, just put them to sleep and erase their memories; as I approached the glass doors, I saw armed men standing before the door. The so-called security was beefed up somehow. There’s something I have always wanted to do… “Hello, Gentlemen.”

They two men wore body armor and had insignia and logos from the police on the gear they possessed. Light stuff, mainly tasers, small caliber rounds. My mind delved into theirs and I gleaned that they were here for me; they were Magician Policemen from the O'Neill branch families. And this signed their death warrant.

I stepped toward them with purpose and one of them said, “Good morning, Miss. ID please.”

“Oh, what for?” I tilted my head as I held onto my handbag, leaving my cape to hug my body.

I could see their names, rank and data as my observational spell pulled the data thanks to my cobbled together facial recognition software. I dismissed their names, their entire files were riddled with holes of stuff that would have gotten them arrested if they were normals.

The man with the glasses said with a shifty smile. “There’s some… Special circumstances today.”

I continued to ask questions. “Oh, you’re looking for someone?”

I put a lock of hair behind my ear, playing the demure and shy girl. The man clammed up and answered, “I cannot comment on the situation, Miss.”

It was with a dreary sky that the wind blew and my nice Cloak opened and revealed my full form. I lowered my mask and said with a predatory smile. “Don’t worry boys, you’ve already found your target. Work is done today.”

The two men's eyes widened, their hands went on the handle of their weapons. “You-”

I spread my awareness all around me and looked at the slow humans. I said with an imperious and bored tone, [Kneel.]

Their legs gave out and they kneeled on the ground, smashing themselves on the ground. One of them the one without glasses held onto his walkie-talkie and tried to say, “Call reinforcement-”

Sigh. I snapped his neck with my telekinesis.

Crack. The other man looked at his dead colleagues with horror. “That’s the thing with you O’Neill goons, you don’t know when you’re outmatched, you always come back for more. Unfortunately for you, I’m not my softhearted father.”

Then I told him to, [Die.]

His eyes rolled back in his head, then his heart suddenly stopped beating, at least I didn't hear it anymore. I shrugged and looked at the surveillance camera at the entrance of the beige square building. Let’s take care of the servers here and erase my tracks. I looted the men from their weapons, money, CAD and phones  and sent everything into the Home.

Once done, I sauntered toward the bank's interior.

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(April O'Neill)

30 minutes later…


She hated how idiotic her father's decisions were sometimes. He should have just killed the girl, she was bound to find out that the O’Neill family murdered her clan by now and was slowly preparing to kill them all. This was the pattern with O'Donnell Magicians, they always exterminated their enemy to the last.

If you don't get them first, you're bound to get a nasty surprise. Well it's normal for a clan reputed to produce War Mages and Enchanters…

April remembered the wound she received in the last fight she had with an O'Donnell, Aoife was a magical powerhouse and could take an entire platoon of magicians alone with her War-magic. She was the living example that you shouldn’t fuck with an O'Donnell. Since then, April almost died and lost her left kidney, and was now producing more growth hormone due to some kind of lingering curse used by the family magic of Aoife; at some point, April turned from a sexy redhead to a fat slob who barely fit into her clothes.

If she didn’t continually exercise, she would be worse. This had caused her previous marriage to fall into ruins and turned April into a bitter and conflicted woman. All of her personal happiness melted away when her son died as well in this harebrained plan of her father’s. She didn’t trust the man anymore than she could throw him.

And finally, the girl has been found, the girl who looked like a carbon copy of her mother; April was a tad biased, she read the dossier on her and it wasn’t substantial enough to get everything about Melaina. But it was better to focus on the other side of her family, Cadis Etrama Di Raizel, the man was cold and apathetic but capable of compassion, and most of all, he is prideful to a fault. He showed himself to be ruthless when the need presented itself; due to April’s father’s machismo, they only focused on Melaina’s mother as she showed more similitude to her.

The daughter and father have the same outward aloofness and awkward social skills. Or was it that Octavius turned the girl against the entire country? She knew how kids thought… She'd written a research paper about it for her psychology degree.

The human brain continues to develop until adolescents reach their 20s. Thus, teenagers do not have the same capacity for reasoned decision-making and self-discipline as adults. Likewise, moral development is a process that lasts throughout adolescence. Teenagers, and in particular, young teens, are not developmentally and biologically able to exercise moral reasoning like an adult or older adolescent. Thus, to some degree poor decision-making skills and amoral behavior is developmentally normal.

In their adolescence -- the period lasting from approximately age 11 to 21 -- covers many social and emotional changes. This transition between childhood and adulthood leads to rapidly changing behaviors, identity disturbances and strong emotions. Although these characteristics can frustrate or confuse parents, they are developmentally normal and a natural part of an adolescent’s growth.

But what happens when you take away that support structure from a still developing hyper intelligent teenager with extremely high magical capacity? You have a non-compliant and vindictive individual on your hand who starts seeing enemies everywhere. April could see it in the way she had no friends, or peers she interacted with. Melaina O’Donnell was rude and confrontational and treated everyone like idiots as if they were beneath her.

April guessed that she might have understood what happened to her parents and the influences keeping her in England right now. And she was proven right by seeing the dead guards before the bank on the drone cameras and the hostage situation going on already.

Vrmmmmm! Crumble!

Magical sequences appeared in the hair in blood red vortices and manifested into blue beams of coherent energy striking at the police’s cars. The convoy stopped as a deep horizontal trench stopped them at one hundred meters from the Bank.

The Commander declared on the radio, “Everyone, move back from the building and find cover. The perp is a Magician. I repeat ‘Move back!’”

Not just any magician, someone who can spam that kind of magic sequence to deny an area? *The girl has been holding back a lot.*

A cordon deployed around the bank, anyone trying to approach was either disabled through that electrolaser magic sequence or sent flying with a blast of air. God only knew what was going on in that bank, the magicians in the police force found out only after five minutes. There were ten hostages, all of them employees. No customers were involved, in fact April judged that the girl came early in the morning for that exact situation.

And it had to happen in her jurisdiction. What’s more the girl didn’t care at all for her identity being disclosed, despite her having been careful for years? April didn’t like that, something has changed. Then she realized, *What was the girl doing in the bank?*

The answer came when the computer technicians assessed the situation digitally. An unprecedented level of cyber attack was happening right now, the assets of all the big magicians families in the bank were all being cleaned off and ushered into multiple other banks overseas and laundered; there were decoys that even their specialist couldn’t follow. The trojans and data mining technique was completely alien to them.

April understood that this girl didn’t care much about the other people she was robbing, and whose lives she was destroying. April’s people started to scramble and stop this. They sent in a negotiator, but he was rebuffed and targeted by a laser which circumvented the protection put in place around him.

As April looked at the negotiator being carted off on a stretcher her colleagues started shouting and arguing between themselves.

"What in God's name was that?!"

"Shite, did that laser just bounce?!"

"Bugger. We're not safe even behind cover!"

"Oscillation type magic!"

April didn't agree, this seemed to be a new type of magic completely, but with different stages or scales of power put into it. Someone seemed to agree with her assessment as they said, "No this was a combination spell, there's too many variables in it."

*This must be at least A-rank.* The redhead thought as she saw the Commander and the rest of the chain of command gather.

They began discussing what to do; time wasn’t something they had till the bank was emptied of funds and from whatever was in the underground vaults; they also guessed that the perp must have a way to run away and be exfiltrated from the building. After some concerting, they decided on a frontal assault but also decided to issue a warning.

The tall black haired Commander Whitehall took a megaphone and said from behind cover -even though now they knew it wouldn’t help- and commanded, “My name is Commander Whitehall, I demand your surrender and that you release the hostages! If you don’t, we’re going to storm the place."

April didn’t like the decision, but the Magician’s families must have demanded that the girl be stopped and to sacrifice the hostages. A magic vortex appeared five meters over the group, the magic activation was sound related. The magic sequence reminded April of speakers and something else. "Oh, we can't have that." A familiar voice said.

"You wankers think you're going to win this?" The voice was calm and snooty in tone.

Melaina O’Donnell laughed mockingly. "I hope you dolts are ready for what's going to happen."

*This is ominous…*

A veritable deluge of vortex activation sequences suddenly appeared all over the blockade surrounding the bank. Some blue, some red. April moved, used multiple Accel spells to speed herself out of the blast zone. Just as the pinpoint electrolaser magic sequences launched, and targeted everyone, April used the Steel Qigong magic technique that she stole from that visiting Chinese asshole her father bribed.

The vehicles they had come in were flash melted or sliced in two. BOOM!! Explosion also shook everyone causing them to scramble like chickens with their heads cut off. This was at this point that the blue laser targeted them and took all of them out, some veterans avoided being hit at first but the homing effect of the electro-lasers beams took them by surprise as it angled, zigzagged or curved to reach them again.

The gravel exploded, and some people were killed through subatomic agitation. April conjured a barrier to supplement the steel qigong technique, she was targeted by many blue beams that bounced off of her. April was the only one still moving after the police cordon was taken out…

It was like a scene out of a war zone, the air smelled of ozone, and burning vegetation and bodies. April finally realized that some people were still alive, their chest rising. The flap of something attracted her attention and she saw a beautiful girl with a black dress and a… billowing red Cloak descend from the air.

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Back with Melaina…

“Time to go for a walk.” I said from the top of the building.

Now that I was done with the fund raising in the bank and laundering the money in other countries and emptied the family vault full of random stuff in the underground vault, I decided it was time to skedaddle from this place. When those police people decided to attack me despite having hostages, I wasn’t surprised. The Magician families in the UK love their money, and someone emptying the bank they all use because of tradition and connection was too much. But I wasn’t done taking everything from them.

I killed all the people from the minor magicians family, but I planned to take care of the O’Neill woman myself. With my hands around her neck.

The cloak of levitation made me float toward the group while I used my observation formula to check if all my targets were dead. They were, and the Melta formula worked like a charm. *The sisters of battle would be proud.*

I laughed internally at the destruction that I’ve wrought, all the vehicles were melted husks or cut apart by my Convergence funnel electrolaser spells. I used a magic formula to choke the fire and it succeeded. Then I landed before the redhead called April O’Neill, one of my clan’s nemeses.

“Mrs. O’Neill, what a coincidence, I wanted to see you.” I floated toward her, catching her in a telekinetic grip.

Her eyes became big like saucers as I pulled her toward me. “Kid please stop this we can help-”

My right arm slowly raised, and I had my hand around her brittle neck. I looked into her eyes. “I’m afraid that I’ve chosen my course of action Mrs O’Neill, and I will not stop, and I will not rest, no one in this dumpster fire of a country can stop me now.”

My mind delved into hers and I looked for information; what I found wasn’t what I expected. The woman wasn’t evil, and in fact she was against everything her family had done. I guess I fell prey to the usual evil portrayal of my enemy. I dehumanized them… often, dehumanization of the enemy is a propaganda technique which promotes an idea about the enemy being a threatening, evil aggressor with only destructive objectives.

And I did it to myself by isolating myself; but who cared? I was already on the road to hell. Confucius said ‘Before You Embark On A Journey Of Revenge, Dig Two Graves’ but let’s be honest, I planned to kill more than one person.

I shrugged and decided to still continue my goal; I won’t kill April but…“You can’t stop me now.”

I invaded her mind and took her pain, deactivated the O'Donnell curse upon her, suppressed her memories and her… magic by planting a suggestion that she’s a normal human. “Nothing can.”

When I was done, I let her body fall on the lawn. I used telekinesis to steal all the weapons and CAD and all the money of the officers, looked up into the sky and floated up to activate my cloaking magical sequence.

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(Tao)


This was the worst case scenario, the girl was on a vengeful crusade like Sir Rai had expected from her when she obtained her noble heritage. She was going to slaughter all the humans affiliated with the four magicians' families in the United Kingdom.

So they had a Lord level catastrophe on their hands, Sir Rai needed to get there before the girl did something she couldn’t take back. Tao stopped before April O’Neill, poor woman must have been mocked at school about Ninja turtles. Melaina did a number on the woman, took her magic and… mindwiped her. No… suppressed her memories, and rather sloppily.

Sir Rai would do something about that; Tao took his phone and called Frankenstein, his boss.

“Report.” A cultured voice demanded.

Tao licked his lips and looked around him. “Sir… the girl went berserk…”