⚠️IMPLIED CHILD ABUSE, CHILD SACRIFICE AND EXPERIMENTATION
[THIRD PERSON POV]
Adam Jobs.
Blessed with overwhelming magical ability, he was the most powerful magic user the world had seen in centuries.
From magical education to the bureau's establishment, his vast influence was felt in countless areas of magical society.
But his later years were spent mainly on the public assistance of those unable to use magic.
Noblesse Oblige – the strong serve the weak. He left that ideal to his three pupils, including Wahlberg.
And now...
Wahlberg watches as the large, chained coffin in front of him begins to open, the chains shattering loudly and the colour draining from his face as a familiar figure appears once the coffin lid falls away. The grey hair, three marks and familiar attire bringing forth a pained muttering from the elderly man's lips, eyes shaking with both disbelief and rage, "Master..."
Innocent Zero begins speaking his explanation at that moment, amusement clear in his tone as he watches Wahlberg's struggle, "I've finally acquired the magic to restore life from a fragment of flesh. Of course, it only restore the body to its previous form, I can't bring the mind back with it." Another voice chimes in at that moment, a man appearing behind his master's body,
"So I, Necross Mance, will be taking over!" He was a rather large individual, a necklace of small skulls around his neck and teeth resembling that of a piranha obvious from his outstretched smile as purple coloured strings attach to Adam Jobs' body from his fingers, Necross continuing with glee, "Marionettes are my specialty. You won't even notice a difference."
The rage was clear in Wahlberg's eyes as he glared at where his late master now stood, the necromancer smiling widely behind the body as the Headmaster speaks up, "How far do you intend to push me?" The calm anger obvious in his tone went ignored, the question not being answered as Innocent Zero watches a blast of magic head straight towards Wahlberg, a smile on his own face at the sight.
"Our master lived a long life, but even he couldn't fight decrepitude...but here, I've restored him to the prime of his life. His magic power remains at the top of its class!" He was speaking loudly and energetically, excitement laced in his tone was he watches the blast continue to approach his former friend, "Master was so very fond of you. Aren't you happy to see him again?"
His red eyes were flashing with a hint of jealousy in them, the emotion going unnoticed by those around him as Wahlberg holds his wand up horizontally to block the attack, feeling the magic burst around him from the block as his thoughts go back to a moment of the past, recalling a conversation he once had with his master.
~•~•~ [FLASHBACK] ~•~•~
"Noblesse Oblige? It sounds to me like a phrase that those who don't feel like striving can use to gain protection from others." A younger Wahlberg speaks calmly, his long blonde hair held up in a high ponytail as he sits across from his master, Adam Jobs, the older man responding simply to his pupil without a hint of disappointment in his tone,
"You have a point, Wahlberg. After all, what purpose is there in our giving of ourselves...you idiot!" His tone changed quickly from how it was when he started to respond, the voice coming out more childish and teasingly, "Who told you to debate your master?! What! Are you trying to usurp me?!" His childish antics prompt Wahlberg to frown, the young man responding bluntly, "No..."
"I'm just teasing you! Lose that frowny face!" Adam quickly added, his pupil holding back a sigh as he pays attention to his master's words, "It's fine if you're too young to understand! Gah ha ha ha ha!" His laugh was loud and obnoxious as the sound left his throat, Wahlberg keeping quiet as he kept his gaze remained on his teacher,
"But someday you will, because you're strong."
~•~•~ [FLASHBACK END] ~•~•~
With a quick movement of his wand, the attack spell fades away, Innocent Zero watching him with a slight flicker of surprise in his red eyes as Wahlberg begins to speak to the ones before him, "Master was the greatest man I knew. But as time passes, we must value the present. Which is why I will not show mercy...as I prove I'm now the strongest, Master." His words were said with strength and confidence, his clothes blowing in the wind as his eyes remain firmly planted on his former master, the grip on his wand tight as he remains steady.
Meanwhile, Mash stands in front of the previously downed Cell War, the blonde man watching the black haired teen carefully as Mash begins to question, "So...why am I being targeted exactly?" He knew the answer for Kat, and refused to give the blonde a reason to insult the girl he liked as he waited for the answer on his own existence, Cell Wars narrowing his eyes slightly as he responds plainly,
"Do you know of the forbidden magic of body construction?" His question is met with silence, prompting the blonde to continue, "Dark magic used to create an immortal heart from the hearts of six blood relatives." Mash's expression remained blank as he listened to his enemy, his eyes remaining trained on the blonde as Cell War kept on with the explanation, his smile growing as if hoping his words would intimidate the teen into compliance,
"Father prepared six different children to be raised as vessels for their hearts. In short, you're a creation of Father's...he made you for his perfect body, you exist for your parts." Mash slightly covers his mouth to showcase shock, confusion flickering in his eyes that goes unnoticed as Cell Wars continues to smile, speaking up patronizingly, "You should be happy, it's quite the honour. You'll become part of a nearly god-like being."
Mash finally spoke up, the confusion in his eyes slowly dissipating as he connects the dots in his own way, "Uh...so, I'm like the protein you need to build muscles? That's what I am?" His question prompts shocked silence from Cell War, the blonde internally frustrated at the lack of awe from the teen and the disrespectful show of attitude as Mash continues, "Huh, that's heavy."
His simple words make Cell War narrow his eyes, anger coursing through him as Mash continues to mutter, "What a bombshell. My whole life...well...time for a nap." With those words, he pulls out a pillow and a blanket and lies down, the teen quickly falling asleep to avoid the problem presented in front of him, much to Cell War's irritation as the blonde's eye twitches and hands clench into tight fists, "Get up."
Mash jolts awake at the command, his eyes popping open as he sits up with a slight frown, "Ah...Darn, I was hoping this might be a dream...the one with Kat was..." His mutterings continue to frustrate Cell War until the teen turns his head to his opponent, a question slipping past his lips to the male before him, "By the way, are we siblings?"
His inquiry prompts a short laugh from Cell War, the blonde villain responding with a smug smile, "I'm just a clone, created when Father gave his blood to a corpse. I exist solely so Father can achieve his goals, it's the greatest honour imaginable to become part of Father's body. But...then he chose a waste of space like you, tsk, I can't stand it. Your life was worthless anyway, be happy it has some use. Now, to beat you half to..."
His words get cut off as a fist slams right into his cheek, a thought flickering through his mind at the contact, 'I wasn't...done talking yet.' The pain radiates as he goes flying to the floor, landing face first on his carbon platform harshly as Mash speaks up from above him, making a hand gesture to signify the male to come at him,
"It doesn't matter whether my life has some deeper meaning or not. I'm unstoppable, so gimme your best."
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