"talking"

Italics: Thoughts

Bold: Will be explained later

Disclaimer: I do not own FoZ or TaMnI. If you want to see the full list of things I do not own, then you're reading this FanFic for the wrong reasons...

In a room, in a slightly lower-class area of the most technologically advanced city in the world, Academy City, a person with spiky black hair stares at the ceiling. This person's head is on the arm-rest of a couch that is a dull tan color. His right hand slowly opens and closes, as if missing the feeling of something that used to be there.

Is this...the dream I worked for? The person muses, reaching up towards the ceiling with their left hand. This hand has a tribal tattoo of what is know to most as a tree. Running up with various crisscrossing and intersecting lines of ink, like a million branches, thinning out near the elbow into a small mass of black ink, then eventually splitting again like the roots of a tree as it gets closer to this person's heart.

Upon further analysis, a particularly knowledgeable individual would notice this was a bastardized version of Yggdrasil, the ubiquitous and eternal World Tree. To some people, who live in to more esoteric world of Magic, this would be cause for alarm. Symbols and Idols have power, as they hold the power of the original. Therefore, this inexact copy would be dangerous and highly unstable. Added to the fact that the medium the symbol was created on was a Human Body, more specifically an arm, and the power given to the symbol should have blown up the weaker existences arm. This was terrifying, because it meant one of two things. One is that the World Tree no longer exists, which is impossible because Earth has not shattered or fallen into ruin.

The other possibility is that the symbol is not a mere copy, but a piece of the original. Or, god forbid, the original itself. This would mean that the particular being which has this tattoo has power equal to or greater then the world. Which was also impossible, as no human should have the power to stay alive, let alone exceed that of the existence that holds the Power of the World.

However, this particular being should have died thousands upon thousands of times. From war, from magic, from science, and yes, even from crazy women.

However, the universe has a weird and absolutely confusing plan in place for Kamijyou Touma. The man with the Imagine Breaker, the man who cleanses God and exorcises the Devil, the man who holds the supernatural at bay. Kamijyou Touma, a being whose divinity was the same as that of a black hole, whose sole existence is to keep the world from collapsing in on itself.

Heh. With all the shit that exists in this world, it sure is ironic that as the support for the entire world, I'm unable to actively help others. I have so much power that I burn the people who must stand on my shoulders.

As this person, whose existence stands somewhere between that of boys and men, and between that of gods and humans, ponders about his purpose in this world, a green gate opens in the ceiling. He senses the feeling of magical power being negated. Curious, he pokes the oval portal with his left hand, seeing as how it was already close to the portal. It yielded a little, and then his finger went right through.

He heard a voice that was so desperate it made him angry.

My servant that exists somewhere in this vast universe...

Touma makes a slightly quizzical face. Perhaps this was not meant for me...

My divine, beautiful, wise, powerful servant...

Okay, maybe this is for me.

Heed my call, I wish for you from the very bottom of my heart...

Then again...

Appear!

Ohh Fuck it. God, the universe, and Kamijyou-knows-what-else (he patted himself on the back for that little pun) have always been looking for new, inventive ways to screw with him. He might as well just get...whatever this is...over with.

Instead of standing and jumping into the portal, Touma walks vertically from his position on the couch into the portal, the air he steps on sending out blue ripples, like water. As the last of his body enters the portal, a loud bang goes off in the distance, and the world goes dark...

Louise Françoise le Blanc de la Vallière was standing with her wand pointed out towards the top of the hill she stood upon. Her classmates stood in a semi-circle around the hill, with Professor Colbert standing slightly in front of them and off to the side. A slight breeze blew softly, causing Louise's pink hair to waver and flutter marginally.

This was the day she had been waiting for. The day where she would prove that yes, she was not only a mage, but a damn good one, by summoning a familiar that was more impressive then any other. A Manticore, or Dragon, that was so Ancient and unique that they were the only one in existence. Or maybe a MantiDragon, that would be so cool! Then again, perhaps a little biologically impossible.

Then she was forced to watch as the others went, due to Valliere being close to the end of the Brimeaic Alphabet. There was nothing really special, except for a few magical creatures, like bugbears and giant moles and two griffins, one red and one yellow. Then Tabitha went. She called upon an amazingly blue wind dragon, a true creature of beauty and grace. Louise was scared of what would happen if she went immediately after Tabitha, who was known for being one of the best mages in the rising second year class. So, using her leverage as a Valliere, she was able to be moved to the end of the line. Kirche von Zerbst had just summoned a flame salamander, so it was Louise's turn.

After completing the necessary chant, Louise stood poised with her wand pointed towards the apex of the small summoning hill. She pushed as much magical power as was possible through her wand, and was now in the period called the Tempus Expectantes et Passus, or the Cycle of Fear and Waiting. It was the period between the casting of the Summon Familiar spell and the arrival of said familiar. It was intimitly related between the power of the summoner and the power of the familiar. For a weak mage, it could take as long as 20 seconds to summon a rat. For a strong mage, it could take a single second, while a dragon could take as long as a minute. However, even the most powerful of summons would only take as long as two minutes.

Louise had been standing there for the last 9 minutes. Sweat streaked down her face, and caused her shirt to start to become transparent. The crowd behind her started to get anxious. Summoning should never take this long, every book and tome said so. As Louise was the Zero, she obviously was not going to summon a particularly powerful familiar, if she summoned one at all. Therfore, she had obviously messed up. Again.

"Hey Zero! Come back here! You're just not good enough to summon a familiar!"

"Yeah Zero! Stop making us wait and be considerate!"

"Oi, calm down you guys, its obvious the spell worked perfectly. She summoned a dust mite! Those are magical creatures right?"

While this tormenting happened in the background, Louise did not even spare them a glance or a snarky comment, as every book said that any lack of concentration can kill both summoner and familiar immediately. Even if she had made a mistake, admiting it was the same as death. Besides, the last death had happened back during the Recreation Wars, when a girl whose father had just been killed in combat was attempting the ritual. She was not powerful magically, but the creature she was summoning must have been, as the ritual had gone into its second minute when she lost concentration. The magic imploded, and she died in a horrible explosion of guts and blood. The rest of the students who had not yet summoned a familiar were too troubled to complete the ceremony, so they were forced to wait until their third year to summon a familiar (as there is only one day of summoning a year). However, this had happened over 500 years ago. The Tristanians were a much more refinded people now, even if nothing had really changed except the kings.

As the summoning ritual was about to enter it's tenth minute, something happened. There was a cloud of smoke that entered into existence, about five feet above the top of the hill. As the students stopped chaterring and insulting Louise, The smoke began to clear.

In the smoke was a man, wearing a black suit that had silver cufflinks. Aside from those, the only other clothing of note was a medallion, which was golden, and had an obsidian Uroboros symbol wrapped around 永遠 (read as えいえん, or Eien) the kanji for eternity. This was the mark of a member of the Kamijyou faction, though Louise did not know that. He was tall, about 190cm (6'2'') but with his spiky black hair he was closer to 200cm. He had an ordinary, if handsome face, which was difficult to see from Louise's vantage point. He had the rather unusual hair color of black, something she had only seen on one other person before, a maid who worked in the castle. This would have made Louise be a little surprised, if she wasn't already absolutely shocked by two other thing.

One: he was standing in mid air.

Two: he appeared to have wings.

This second observation, however, turned out to be false, only a trick of the light, as Louise could see when the man began walking towards her. On the air.

As he reached the ground, within arms reach of the girl, he had a quizzical look on his face, which made it seem like he was surprised, but not altogether shocked by the events transpiring. The girl then turned toward her professor to yell.

"How can he be my familiar! I've never heard of a Human Summoning before!" Louise yelled at the bumbling professor. This shocked the students out of their temporary shock as well. Even the shock of seeing him standing on the air was not that surprising, considering they all could do the same. They just assumed a particularly enterprising trickster had cast the flight spell on him.

"Hah! Of course Louise the Zero would summon a commoner!" Said one blonde haired fop of a student.

"She probably paid for him, how low will you stoop Louise!" Kirche jeered from the sidelines, her gigantic H-cup breasts jiggling as she yelled.

"Silence! Louise, complete the ritual, even if he is a commoner, it doesn't matter. He is simply the most compatible creature in the universe for you," Colbert explained.

"Grrrrr...Fine! Come down here, commoner!" Louise told the commoner, pointing to the ground. The commoner raised an eyebrow, but knelt down anyways. Its not like he could understand this pointless language of gobbledegook anyways.

As he knelt down, the pink haired girl, who had a penchant for screaming instead of using her indoor voice (even if she was outside) pointed her wand at his forehead, which was now level with her small chest.

"Pentagon of the Five Elemental Powers, grant your blessings upon this creature and bind it as my familiar!" Louise intoned, and with a flick of her wand and a flash of light, she began to kiss the unfortunate Kamijyou.

What is going on! First speaking in some made-up language that sounds like French, Norse, and English rolled into one, and now I'm getting kissed by a loli! Fukouda!

After a few seconds, a now heavily blushing Louise pulled back. As she did, the smell of burning flesh hit her petit nose. She looked down, and noticed that the mans chest was on fire, literally.

"Gah! Nani ga okite iru! Saisho ni watashi wa ikutsu ka no betabeta rorikisu ni, bukimina karuto no tochi ni watashi o shūryō shi, ima watashi no mune ni wa hi ga tentō sa remasu ka? Nanjato?" The man yelled, in his wierd language of vowels after every consonent. Louise was going to smack the commoner for being so impolite as to yell in public, but then she remembered he was on fire.

Luckily, before anyone needed to take drastic (or dumb) measures, the fire quenched itself, leaving a couple seared holes in the shape of runes on the mans chest. They were off to the right side of his chest, just over his heart.

Hmm...Those are quite intersting runes. I don't believe I've ever seen them before. I better remember to look them up later. Colbert thought, not noticeing the looks the man was sending all over the place, as if hoping that by looking at everything, it would all start to make sense. Colbert then gathered his items as he turned to address the class.

"Alright class, now that everyone has summoned their familiars, you can all head back to the dorms. Remember that tomorrow there are no classes, as it is a day to get to know your new familiars. If you have any questions, I will be in my lab. Class dismissed!" Colbert instructed, and with a small chant, cast the spell of flight upon himself and flew back towards the castle/school in the distance.

After seeing this, the other students grabbed their familiars, or in the case of that the familiars were too large to safely carry, cast the spell of flight on them as well, as they all started flying toward the school. In the case of Tabitha and the two other girls who summoned griffons, they simply rode their new steed-familiars back to the school, leaving Louise alone with her new familiar, the tall commoner. Louise sighed.

"Alright commoner, were going back to the school, come on," Louise said, as she began to turn and walk toward the school.

"Anata ga machigatte iru? Watashi ga anata o rikai dekinai koto ga wakarimasen ka?" The commoner asked in his odd language. She had forgotten that he could not speak Halkegenian. Sighing, she turned around, and walked back over to the man, pulling out her wand as she went.

Louise chanted the short incantation for the translation spell, and then cast it at the man. However, since he was being so troublesome, she cast it in his face, trying to scare him.

To his credit, the man stood there neutrally, not even flinching as the spell exploded right in his face. When the smoke cleared, he had a disapproving look on his face.

"Thanks for the warning, pinky. I see that manners are still omnipresent even here in this backwater cultish land," The man said, in a tone that seemed distinctly rude to Louise. She didn't care, however, as she was just extatic with the fact that she had just successfully case two spells in a row. Maybe she wasn't a Zero after all!

"Don't be crude, commoner! You're in the most prestigeous school in all of Halkeginia, the Tristainian School of Magecraft for Nobility. Show the proper respect, commoner!" Louise commanded, expecting that to be the end of the conversation.

At this, Touma sweatdropped. Just what the hell is going on here! Am I even on Earth anymore?

"Anyways, were going back to the school. Carry my bag, familiar!" Louise told Touma imperiously. Touma made no move to take the bag, however. He was still confused as to what was happening.

"Familiar? How can I be a familiar, I'm human! And I have a name, you know." Touma replied heatedly.

"Well, I don't really understand it myself, but your my familiar now, so it dosen't matter what your name is! I can just call you familiar if I want to!" Louise retorted.

(If you want, you can start playing Headlight by Monkey Majik. It's the ending theme for this fic, I guess)

"Well then, what should I call you, master?" Touma asked sarcastically.

"Yep! That's exactly what you should call me!" As Louise said this happily, Touma sweatdropped for the second time since he entered this strange realm. Is this really what I should be doing? I mean, I only try to do the right thing, but what happens when your forced into a situation where your basically a slave? Gah, this is so confusing!

"Well then, aren't we going to fly back, Master?" Touma questioned his little pink haired summoner.

"No. I don't feel like flying back, so were going to walk." Louise stated confidently. She then turned her body and started walking. "Come on, familiar. I want to get back before dinner."

Touma started to follow the little girl, but something (probably his horrible luck) caused him to trip on a root - the only one in the entire clearing! - and fall on top of his fun sized summoner. As she fell, her forehead hit the ground with a resounding 'thunk' and promptly passed out.

Touma stood over her for a one second.

Two seconds...

"FUKOUDA!" Touma yelled as he realized he'd have to carry the tiny girl all the way back to the school. Which he knew nothing about. Where he knew nobody. In other words, a perfect storm of unluckiness for Kamijyou-san.

And so Touma started walking towards the school, and towards his new life...

A/N: So there we go, the first chapter of my first fic, A New and Crazy World! A pretty lazy name I know, but whatever. Anyways, This fic's Touma has beaten Fiamma but doesn't get lost in Russia or wherever he was, and New Testament never happens. Instead, various other things happen that will lead to the real creation of the Kamijyou Faction, which will be explained in due time, along with his powers. The tattoo has a lot of meaning, and it will be explained soon. Oh, and instead of doing a Gandalfr Fic, which I thought would contradict a few of the ideas I have, he'll be the Heart of God instead (I forgot what it's name was. Probably ends in r.) Anyways, if you have any questions, you can put them in your reviews or PM me. I'll try to get back to you as soon as possible. And I'll be trying to get out a chapter about once a week. Thanks for reading!