Familar of Zero fanfic: called:the Soviets of Premir Zero: what happens if instead of summoning Saitio, Lousie summons a small battalion of 45 Soviet soliders ,5officers a T-55 and 2 BTR60's along with their crews and muntions. how would her life and those around her change when introduced to these hardliners of the Union?

Characters: Nikita Valenkov as the main Soviet (the commander and main familiar as well as romance interest)

Danalov Patrenko as his KGB friend (the senior of the KGB with them)

Chapter 1: I summon you… my familiars?

Louise glanced nervously around the courtyard at all the other second years, everyone had summoned a familiar on their first try. Hell Zerbest had summoned a Salamander… knowing her own luck Louise would more likely kill someone than summon successfully.

Professor Colbert turned towards the students, his bald scalp reflecting the sunlight in various directions.

"Is there anyone who has not gone yet?"

"Mr Colbert! The Zer… Louise has not gone yet!" shouted Kirche in an obvious attempt to cause an outburst from the young pinkette.

Colbert waved Louise forward "Miss Vallière please step forward and cast summon familiar."

Taking a few nervous steps Louise stood in front of her peers and began to cast the spell with a wave of her wand.

"My name is Louise Françoise le Blanc de la Vallière. Pentagon of the five elemental power, Heed my summoning... and bring forth...my familiar!" she finished with a shout before the entire area was consumed in a very large explosion and dust cloud…

….

A few minutes before… in the Union of Soviet Socialist Republic's…

Commander Nikita Valenkov sat ontop of the boxy BTR-60 as it rolled across the highway with the other vehicles, the T-72 tank in the lead , its summer comoflage still painted on despite being in the middle of the perma-frosted heartland of Russia.

Also on top of the rumbling transport were some of the men under his command and his closest friend Danalov Patrenko, an extremely tall, thin man with little muscle… perfect for the KGB work he did, his friend took a swig from his vodka filled canteen.

"you know old friend. This is quite unexpected… especially considering the package we are carrying."

Danalov noted while gesturing to the Titanium key around his neck, a fair bit heavier than a normal key it still jingled around happily despite its purpose. Nikita grinned and looked to his own.

"Yes… who would have though just two little keys could destroy the world, on their own there nothing… together there everything."

The KGB man smirked a little as the BTR went over a small bump "ah but without a pair of the fitting key holes said keys become useless..."

The T-72 tank turned a corner on the icy road, its all-terrain tank tracks providing good traction as to not slide, while the BTR-60's had to slow down a little before turning, slightly skidding on the frosted over road causing all riding on top to cling to whatever they could grab a hold of.

Danalov crawled over to the turret and opened the hatch, a sudden blast of warmth blasting out desperate to escape the singing Soldiers within. Hitting someone on the head to get their attention Danalov leaned back to allow the Soldier to poke his head up above the noise and Saluted his superior.

"yes sir how can I help you?"

"Tell the driver to radio the convoy and get everyone onto the highway. I trust the ice slickened roads about as much as I trust an American." Danalov finished the last part with a look of disgust on his face.

The Soldier saluted once more and with a "Da! Ok comrade" he closed the hatch and went to do as ordered.

….

Within a minute the convoy was fast approaching the highway entrance with the tank in the lead, Nikita's BTR in the middle and the last BTR in the rear. Just as they reached the very start of the ramp a sudden shockwave burst forth and with a some sort of giant green energy ball materialized right in their path.

Causing the T-72 to skid to a halt and was summarily rammed in the back by the 1st BTR while the second was able to stop well before its fellows rear, unfortunately those riding on top of all three vehicles were thrown around, some landing on the tarmac while others still clung onto the sides.

As everyone picked themselves up Nikita lifted himself form where he face planted into the roof of the Vehicle, majorly disoriented he almost drunkenly rolled off the BTR and started to walk to the rear most 60. Where the two medics were.

Danalov however was planted on the tarmac directly underneath the protruding hood of the armoured personnel carrier, picking himself up he recovered quickly and started to direct the soldiers who were at this moment just stepping out of their transports and picking themselves up.

Just then the green energy ball, which was in fact a portal, started to move towards them, slowly consuming the tank and everyone around it before getting closer, some of the soldiers stated to shoot at it with their AK-74's while others ran to drag some of their comrades to safety. Danalov had retreated to in between the two BTR's while waving the men forward and shouting desperate death threats to shoot anyone who retreated.

The green ball had just consumed the first half of the forward BTR and all of the men around it, that was a good 76% of their fighting power gone right there and then. Despite the hopeless situation Danalov and the few men that were left continued to fight on.

When it reached about a meter away from him he drew the ceremonial officers swords that hung on his hip. The sword, though ceremonial had been sharpened to be able to kill instead of a symbol of office, glinted in the early morning light as he raised it high and shouted charge, though it was a stupid idea everyone did as ordered… so at least they went out like an epic person would.

The green orb consumed them without a care in the world while it continued on towards it real target who was just recovering from is major case of 'bleeding headache'

"ok ok… now what seems to be all the commotion about?!" he yelled even though he was by himself. Turning around he jumped 3 feet in the air, had his life so far flash before his eyes and mentally slapped himself at what he saw.

The BTR carrying the medics had just been swallowed by a HUGE! Freaking glowing green energy ball. And both he and it sat there… almost as if they were staring each other down as in prelude to a gunfight, though only one was armed with an AK-74 while the unarmed opponent was the most scariest thing ever.

Quickly turning on his heels he ran as fast as he could, to anywhere but here, hell even that friggin sniper Tsundere he dated that one time… though small in chest she was quite the looker… *ahem!* back to the story. The green portal, without a sound quickly caught the little mortal before dragging him in.

"NONONONONO! Why! Why does it end like this! I REGRET NOTH….!" His cries where cut off as he was submerged into the ovoid, which then blinked from existence, only leaving behind a scorched road and some unusual radiation…

…../…..

Nikita coughed as he landed on some soft grass, opening his eyes the first thing he noticed was the heavy smoke covering the sky and ground around him, quickly getting up and dusting himself off he grabbed the AK as he dashed to escape the blackened smog.

He burst forth from the darkness and into the light. Only to find a group of children with various hiar colours, an old bald guy and… 'what the FUCK IS THAT A DRAGON!? AND WHAT THE FUCK IS… by Stalin's balls where on earth am i?' is the first few thoughts that came to mind. While cocking his AK.

And then his gaze came across the small, both in height and chest, pink haired girl standing not two feet away from him, his first thoughts seeing her pouting were 'BY MOTHER RUSSIA'S PERKY NIPPLES! That pouting… so Kawii!' followed by the though when did I learn Japanese?

From the crowed, a black or really tanned chick, Nikita didn't know which, with red hair said something to the small pinka which made her look like the most adorable savage dog in exsistance as she shouted back at them, who were laughing there arses off. Though to be fair in Nikita's personal point of view that much tan or just being that black did not go with red hair… seriously it made him want to vomit.

…now to Louise's side of the story…..

Louise coughed and wheezed as another explosion sounded across the courtyard. Sending everyone but Mr Colbert and herself into a fit of laughter along with shouts of 'better pack your bags zero!'

"Are you sure you're not adopted?" and "that's our Louise, zero in magic zero in breast!"

Louise visibly angered at this, peered into the smoke, her eyes looking for any sort of movement, suddenly she saw something shift within the smoke, by the founder did she hope it was something cool and powerful, just so she could rub it in Zerbests face.

After a few seconds something burst from the darkness, she couldn't believe her eyes, he was taller than any of the students, and most of the teachers for that matter, dressed in a long heavy coat decorated with a few meddles and gold trim, on his head sat a odd looking hat (a peaked cap of Soviet make), knee length leather looking boots, and a nice pair of leather gloves.

His face had a beard which was more like fuzz in her opinion as well as being white skinned like her and the others his had a tinge that marked him as not of these lands. In fact you could tell just by staring at the strange looking Musket he carried. Despite this she was quite pissed at both the fact he looked towards the others first and that she had summoned what appeared to be a rich commoner. Turning towards Colbert Louise was getting desperate.

"Mr Colbert sir! Can I try the summon once again!" god she sounded pitiful even to her own ears.

Colbert shook his head "I'm sorry Vallière but you summoned this.. Commoner he has to be your familiar. Despite the odd circumstances."

Sighing Louise walked over to the man, she guessed him to be about 24-25 so it was not that bad, 'plus he is kinda cute' of course that was the little voice in the back of her head which said stuff she didn't want to hear.

As she approached him he started to speak in a language she could not make heads or tales of, his tone seemed rather friendly. Gesturing him to sort of come down to her level of height she prepared herself.

Guessing correctly the confused commoner got on his haunches and faced her. She quickly breathed in and whispered "you should be glad commoner. Not everyone is as lucky as you."

Before he could react she pressed her lips to his, binding a contract that will dramatically change both their lives.

…./Back to Nikita/…..

Nikita was currently in shock, he had faced hit and run attacks on convoys in the middle east, stormed bases of those terrorists and seen friends die. But nothing had shocked him more than a minor, at the most he could tell an eleven year old, full blown sucking face with him infront of her peers. By Lenin's corpse he hoped that Danalov would not see this.

But of course speaketh of the devil and a KGB officer will obviously be around to arrest you and the devil before taking you to visit a firing squad.

And out of the smoke emerged the said KGB man and an assortment of soldiers, brimming to the teeth with weapons. He tried to break the kiss yet he couldn't, the girl had a grip like that of Nazi Germanys on france. And all the man could do was stare as their commander was in all essence sexually abused by a young girl.

She finally broke the kiss and stepped back, just as he was about to grovel for his life in front of the KGB man he felt a sudden increase of heat beneath his glove, and, OH Stalin that hurt… seriously its like putting you hand in the path of a flamethrower without you hand melting and times that by twenty. That's how much it hurt.

He collapsed to the ground on the brink of unconsciousness, looking over to see the others collapsed on the ground he faded into sleep.

…/Louise/…

As Louise watched the men collapse she thought about how many there were, and more importantly how come the others had colpased? Had she somehow contracted more than one familiar? She perked up a lot at that, hell at least it was something she could rub in Zerbests face.

The smoke started to clear and everyone behind her, who were whispering in shock openly gasped at what had been revealed, open gossip now flowed freely and Colbert seemed eager to investigate these newcomers.

Louise on the other hand, grinned out of sheer happiness. For once in her life something had gone more than right, as she looked at the small army in front of her. And the best thing was? They were all hers!

"SUCK IT ZERBEST!"