I do not own warhammer or familiar of zero
I know almost nothing about the familiar of zero series, so this fic may be a bit AU. Any information about the series would be very helpful and appreciated.
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"Bring forth, my familiar!" Louise cried, her voice cracking slightly as she yelled. The response was a massive explosion that sent her, professor Colbert, and most of the class flying backwards.
"Louise you idiot!"
"You can't even summon..a..familiar." The jeering voices trailed away into silence as a massive shadow loomed out of the dust created by the explosion. Two glowing blue eyes glittered angrily in the smoke, ringed by a flickering blue black aura.
"Who summons Severus of the Thousand Sons?" the shape growled, it's voice harsh and quiet, as if it had never been used.
The figure stepped out of the fog. Clad entirely in blue and yellow armor, the figure surveyed the class from behind an ornate helmet whose face plate was formed in the shape of a leering skull. A long leathery cloak trailed behind the figure, made of what appeared to be skins that had been stitched together. In one massive hand, the figure clutched a large tome, in the other, a sword whose blade glowed as purple lightning raced across it.
"I, Louise Valliere summoned you." Louise murmured, her eyes wide with fear.
"What is it you ask of this son of Magnus?" the figure growled again, kneeling so it could stare Louise in the eye. It had to lean down even from a kneeling position to look into her face.
"You...you are my familiar." Louise replied, her voice growing in strength.
"Wait...what?" Severus's voice changed, now sounding a little worried. Leaning forwards quickly, Louise gave the leering skull a quick peck on the mouth, sealing the summoning.
"NO!" The roar was deafening. The gigantic figure stumbled backwards staring in horror at it's arms as glowing runes appeared on it's armored gauntlets.
"YOU LITTLE SHIT!" the figure screamed at Louise, raising it's sword above it's head. Louise cowered, waiting for the blow she was sure was about to fall.
"Enough!" A loud bang, and the figure rocked on it's feet, whirling around to face professor Colbert, sword still raised.
"YOU DARE TO ATTACK ONE OF THE SONS OF MAGNUS MORTAL? I SHALL FEED ON YOUR SOUL FOR THE NEXT THOUSAND YEARS!"
"Familiar!" Louise bellowed in a vain attempt to assert control.
Suddenly the sword fell limply to the figure's side. Standing as still as if frozen into granite, the figure's voice rasped out again, now much calmer, but still carrying deep undertones of malice.
"Yes...master?"
Louise smiled brightly and then pointed her wand at her familiar's helmet.
"DON'T EVER DO THAT AGAIN!" she screamed, making everyone cringe as an explosion caught the familiar in the face.
As the second smoke cloud cleared, there were no jeers. Rather, there was a large amount of screaming. Two orbs of blue light floated in the space where the helmet had once been, trails of smoke rising in thick black clouds rose from the orbs, and a glittering set of pointed fangs grinned down at the class, but there was no face, no flesh, nothing. Just the orbs and the evil smile.
"Ouch master." the smile sniggered, savoring the fear it's visage had spawned.
"Come familiar." Louise said imperiously, blatantly not looking at said familiar. "I'm hungry."
"So am I master." the familiar chuckled. "I am so very hungry."
As Louise and her new familiar walked through the door of the dining hall, the bustling hall fell silent, staring past Louise at something behind her.
Turning, Louise saw her familiar in the process of swinging a handsome boy around Louise's age around it's head with one hand, the massive fingers wrapping around both of the boy's ankels.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" Louise screamed at her familiar.
"He bumped into me."
"SO YOU SWING HIM AROUND BY THE ANKLES?"
"Yes master."
"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? PUT HIM DOWN!"
"Which should I do first master?" the familiar asked, still swinging the howling boy around his head.
"BOTH! AARGH! YOU ARE SO ANNOYING!" Louise screamed, now completely apoplectic.
"Yes master."
The boy fell to the ground with a loud thud, having been dropped unceremoniously from a considerable ten feet. Turning back to Louise, Severus bowed and snickered.
"Nothing is wrong with me master. Well, that would depend on what you would view as wrong."
