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Rise of The Baba Yaga ( A Highschool DXD fanfic )

Baba Yaga, the Boogeyman, an entity that haunts the dark forest, and devours children offered by its worshipers in exchange for riches and other earthly pleasures. It was a false Deity, an evil God. But unlike most Gods, Baba Yaga cannot exist in the physical world, it needs a host. This will let it interact with the physical world and allow it to devour the offerings its worshipers offer to it. For Centuries, countless children were sacrificed to allow The Baba Yaga to walk on this world. But for the first time, the sacrifice failed. The cursed child slaughtered everyone near him, and it left him with his memories erased. The cursed child woke up, in an abandoned cabin in the woods surrounded by rotten corpses, knowing only his name. " Cyka blyat! What is this bullshit! " The cursed child now named Nikolai Volkov cussed at the situation he is in. What happens next was unknown to him, but he guessed it was going to be alright. It was good being optimistic. I do not Own Highschool dd, but I certainly own my Oc.

SPECTER_BRO · Anime & Comics
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Chapter 27

Chapter 26

{ The Lost Memories, part 2 }

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Nikolai was a gentle boy despite him being bigger than most children his age... But he had a very intimidating face.

He had six symmetrical facial scars that were so prominent that it made people take a step back just by looking at them for the first time. There were four fang-like scars, two lower lip and another two on the upper lip. Then we're the two diagonal scars on both his eyes spanning from his temple to his lower jaw.

If one were to ignore his very intimidating facial features, one would find that Nikolai was a very good and sweet boy.

" Ah! Yobany Urod! Blyat! ( Ah! Bastard! Fuck! ) " Nikolai cussed as he stubbed his toe at the doorframe of his classroom.

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Well, ignoring his habit of using colourful words in his day-to-day life which he inherited from his father, he was a good child.

Academically, he was not the sharpest knife in the drawer but was quite good in mathematics. His grades were average at best, but in his mathematical subjects, he scored the highest among his classmates. It was obvious that this was his favourite and with that came his least favourite subject.

English.

This was one subject he loathed the most. First of all, the teacher was incompetent and was making it even harder for everyone to learn the language. And secondly, Who the fuck speaks English in a remote Russian village.

He even asked his mother to teach him English, but she was as bad of an English speaker as him, as she knew only two languages: A language called Māori and Russian and she mostly spoke Russian at home.

So yeah, he doesn't like English.

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" Nikolai. " The teacher called his name, " Full marks again! Well done. " she handed him his maths test paper with a smile.

He took the paper and gave his teacher a bright smile, ' I can't wait to show this to Papa and Mama. '

" That being said. " The teacher continued, " I just wish you could score more marks with the other subjects. "

Immediately his smile vanished and was replaced with a downcasted look. " But teacher, I tried my best. I'm just too dumb "

The teacher placed his hand on his shoulder, " I know you did.But you're not dumb. " he said with a warm smile. " Remember one thing, the fruit of hard work is always sweet. Just don't lose hope along the way, Ok. "

" Ok Teacher. "

" Now, off you go. "

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" Hey Nikolai! " a young boy called called out the caramel-skin Slavic boy. " I told you to wait for me. " the young boy said as he sat opposite of Nikolai and placing his lunch box on the table. " So what's for lunch? "

The young boy tried took a good wiff from Nikolai's lunch box, but his blocked nostrils denied him that. " I'm pretty sure, your's is way better than mine. "

" It's butterbrod blyat. " Nikolai revealed the simple Slavic burger much to the other boy's disappointment.

" Your mama always made you delicious lunch, what happened today? "

" You see comrade, I made my own lunch. " Nikolai declared with pride, though it was not as good as his Mama's cooking, she praised him for his perfect butter rod and this was his first time making it.

" Mama said that I could be a great cook in the future. " Nikolai then took his butterbrod and pushed it to the boy's face, " Mikhail try it. "

Mikhail pushed Nikolai's hand away from his face, " You sure it's good? I mean this is your first time making this, it's not poisonous right? "

" What are you saying? Mama said it was perfect and I full confidence it will be good. " Nikolai had full confidence in his Mama's words, she will never lie to him.

" Ok... If your Mama said it's perfect then... I take a bite. " Mikhail hesitated but tried to take a bite at the handmade lunch his friend made.

But before he could even take a bite, something swatted the butterbrod from Nikolai's hand.

The Slavic burger fell to the dusty floor, it's contents litered on the ground... a complete waste of good food.

Nikolai and Mikhail turned to the culprit and the latter gave a glare.

" Vadim blyat! You almost hit my face! " Mikhail was fuming at the older boy who almost smacked his face.

Vadim Petrov was their upperclassman in their school and was well known for bullying kids younger than him. There was nothing he loves more than making his victims cry and belittling them. There wasn't much the school could do as his corrupted father was the village elder who provide most amount of funds to the school. It seems like the phrase was right, " like father like son ". A corrupted father and a bully of a son.

" So what if I hit you. " Vadim chuckled, Mikhail snarled at this older boy's words. " You should be thankful that you didn't eat whatever crap this chernomazyy (n-word) made. Could be that voodoo shit they do back in his backward country. "

" Hey you don't call him that, you bastard! " Mikhail had enough with Vadim and was not having him insult his friend in front of him.

" So what? What are you going to do about it Suka( bitch )? " Vadim sneered.

" Oh I'll show what ill do. " Mikhail got off from his seat and thrown a punch at Vadim's face, but the older boy was faster and dodge it by stepping back while sneering at him.

Mikhail snarled and was about to throw another punch but he was held back by Nikolai who wrapped his arms around him and life off the ground.

" Let me go Nikolai! I'll teach this bastard a lesson! "

" Mikhail calm down. " Nikolai tried his best to restrain this restless friend. Vadim saw this and continued his insult.

" Yes Nikolai, calm down your bitch of yours. Hahaha! "

" It's not funny Vadim. " Nikolai rebuked him, but the older paid it no mind.

" Oh it sure is. "

Nikolai finally managed to calm down Mikhail and put him back to his feet. " Bastard. " he huffed while adjusting his jacket.

" I just don't know why you are bullying us. " Nikolai question the older boy, " What have we ever done to you? "

" Do I even need a reason to treat you like the chernomazyyyou are. "

" You do know I'm not from Africa and neither is my Mama. "

" She sure looks like one. "

Nikolai's annoyance was growing every time this bastard opened his mouth and the moment he badmouth his mother his annoyance soared high but he still managed to contain it by clenching his fist.

" You angry chernomazyy? " Vadim taunted, " Why don't you go back to your Mama, maybe go back to what ever dump you crawl out from. "

" Hey! Vadin don't you badmouth his Mama! " Mikhail tried to lunge at the older boy but Nikolai held him back.

Nikolai could no longer tolerate this boy anymore, and decided to leave before he does something that he will regret.

" Come on Mikhail, we're leaving. "

" B-but he made fun of your Mama! " his friend pointed at the important point, he knew how much he loved his mother. When ever they went to Nikolai's home she would feed them with the most exotic looking food with such a sweet smile and motherly love that he would mistakenly call her Mama on accident. And Vadim making fun of Nikolai's mother made it felt like he was making fun of his own mother.

" I said we're leaving. " Nikolai was admant, " Away from this bastard. "

On seeing that Nikolai was going to leave, Vad sneered at this brown skinned coward and his victory, he then decided to add more salt to the wound and insult his last remaining family member.

" Yeah run way coward! And do remember to pick up your Retard of a Sister from the mental hospital she supposed to be. "

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" What did you just call my sister? "

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Hello, your Author here

Sorry for the late update, thing were very hectic for the past week.

So I have made some changes to the story. Especially with the time the story takes place, since canon starts in the year 2008. So I changed the dates where this story is taking place to match with one in canon. So Nikolai woke up in the cabin in 1998, ant the current story is taking place in the year 2005.

And I do have some bad news as well.

My exams is going to begin on the coming Tuesday and it will be for a week.

So new chapter for two weeks. But after that I will publish another chapter.

Sorry for the in-convenience.

Anyways thank you for reading the latest chapter of " Rise of the Baba Yaga" and see you in the next chapter.

Do svidaniya