Summary: A ruthless assassin being sucked into the world of fairytale. It isn't going to be all sunshine and rainbows. It only goes downhill when people from his world start to come through. But he was an immortal, kickass and emotionless killer. Obviously, a recipe for success whatever the situation.
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The sun shone with its eternal warmth onto the stone structure, the casual chirping of birds filling the air, while a petite girl was awoken gently by the hazy warm light. A breeze entered her room though open windows rousing her further into the land of living. Absent-mindedly she carried out her morning ritual. Dressing into freshly pressed clothes which had a soft linen scent clinging to it. With contemplation she reached for the academy emblem, watching with pride as the gold caught the light. Using a silken cloth, she polished the item with care, her hand trembling while doing so.
"Oh Brimir, our grand and beloved creator, hear my call, my plea. I, Louise De La Valliere, ask for your blessing, on this grand day. My hopes and dreams depend on the outcome of the Summoning Ritual, so please bless me with the strength, which I did not have before, to summon a beautiful and powerful familiar. In the name of Brimir." From her kneeling position on the floor, she stood with shaky knees. Grabbing her wand from its polished wooden casing she stared at it with new found determination.
Taking a last look at her full length mirror, she grimaced, and turned to pose hostilely with her wand waving it with anger.
"Zerbst, I will summon a better familiar then you, with Brimir's blessing I will definitely be the one to win." She growled for extra effect but sighed while returning her body into a relaxed position. With her size, and subtle female features, she did not look threatening or beautiful. More like a child, she wished she could outgrow.
She paced herself towards the front gardens of the academy, glaring at the other students who floated down with playful smiles and haughty laughs. With them having the upper hand Louise could not afford to be left behind and proceeded to increase her speed to a swift jog. After all a Noble rushes for no one and to be seen running is very unbecoming of a lady, none the less a noble.
Everyone clumped together around the teacher as he addressed them loudly.
"Silent!" He watched as the last of the whispers were spoken to leave a very excited crowd of children awaiting instructions. "Now," he spoke with a small smile, "as you all know today is the summoning ritual. I know you are all excited but we will only be performing them under my strict provision. Failure to do so means you will not be allowed to complete the ritual, so listen for your name." Louise heard a wave of murmurs sweep the students, some joking about the punishment and others put in there two cents by spouting a random names of feared creatures they want to summon.
"Settle down. Now since this is your first test since you advanced to your second year, which I congratulate you all for, there is to be no slacking. It is a sacred day to meet your familiars, with whom you will spend your lives as nobles with." He finished with a comforting smile. Louise tightened her grip on her wand, wishing there was way to prepare her for this. Even better, she wished this whole summoning ritual was based on theory. Louise could ace theory with full marks anytime but unfortunately practical's made up eighty percent of her school life, so there was no escaping them.
Behind her, with a smug grin, came a smoky voice.
"I just can't wait to see your 'amazing' and 'beautiful' familiar, Zero." Louise let out an unwomanly growl and replied with a snarky voice.
"Just shut up, cow." Louise internally repented to Brimir for swearing but it was all worth it when Zerbst simply smirked and turned away to watch someone else summon their familiars. Louise roamed to the teacher, Colbert, and took note of how everyone summoned their familiar. Trying to find a cheat somewhere to summon the best servant in the name of Brimir. 'Maybe it is to do with the way you word your spell? The way you flick the wand? How much power you put into the summoning?' Louise tried to calculate.
Zerbst stepped forward and noticed Louise and smirked victoriously, having not even started the ritual, as if the match was already decided from the battle. With a graceful flick of her wand and a series of enchantments a flame burst harmlessly on the ground and moulded itself into an animal. 'A Salamander!' Louise refrained from shouting, hating the smug look the taller and gifted woman sent in her direction. Colbert moved forward to congratulate her student and motioned to everyone.
"Was that everyone?" The teacher asked, before Louise could some forward on her own accordance Zerbst smirked and spoke with a pitiful tone.
"No, we still have 'Miss Valliere'…" Colbert turned to Louise who approached with ire. Restraining a growl at the mock respect Zerbst showed when addressing her. All eyes were on her now. Everyone took a few steps back, knowing Louise's track record in performing any magic had left them pessimistic of any results from her, but never the less Louise straightened her posture. Lifting her wand, her hand would not stop shaking. Grabbing it forcefully with her other hand she stilled it. The pressure making the warm day hotter by the collar of her shirt.
Getting ready to summon she could hear a wave of whispers sweeping the students again, most insults and others just curious questions. A surge of courage washed over her, the will to prove others wrong backing her fear into a corner and replacing it with courage. Lifting her wand she pointed to the sky, allowing the words to flow like charming poetry.
"My servant, which exists somewhere in this universe!" Another wave of murmurs erupted this time more sarcastic and worry; Louise was after all speaking from the heart, but her enchantment was unique in the sense that no one had learnt it like that.
Zerbst approached Colbert with a smile. "Mr. Colbert, is that even a spell?" The teacher chuckled none the less.
"Magic is mysterious force, Miss Zerbst. It is still not fully understood by the nobles, therefore one can utter a multitude of different spells and still get the same results. But to keep things simple we have a national standard chant for simple tasks like levitation and alchemy. But as you will see in your future lessons that magic is still a grey area for nobles and many things can be counted as unpredictable." Zerbst shrugged anyway knowing that her spell would end up as a blast no matter how much to change the incarnation spoken. Laughing at this she watched Louise.
"My divine, beautiful and powerful familiar!" Louise shouted with vigour, her magic building up into exponential levels. Trying to control it she found it was going berserk, as if a vacuum had been created and it was sucking every ounce of magic in her being. But she did not let that stop her and continued, knowing there was no going back now.
"I wish and assert from the bottom of my heart…" She snapped her eyes open, as if all the collected magic was going to be released in one instance like a bomb.
"Answer my Guidance!" She waved her wristed and thrusted her wand forward. Her magic being released from its leash it did what it was known to do best. Explode.
Smoke bellowed in the wind and many students were thrown onto the ground, some of the familiar instinctively doing their best to lessen the damage of the fall.
"Just as I expected!" Many screamed in annoyance as they coughed out the dust which they breathed in from the explosion. The wind not wasting time in clearing the air in one gust to reveal a tall figure.
"That is my divine, beautiful and sacred familiar?" Louise uttered with a constricting heart. In front of her stood a man dressed in strange clothes, the fabric unidentifiable. It was a custom made black suit, specifically a two button notch lapel two piece suit. Underneath was a white shirt with thin black intersecting lines. Around his collar was a striking bold blue tie. He pulled up his hand and pulled his black leather gloves tighter on his hand but his eyes spoke the most. One orb which was a abnormal abyss of black however the other was cold as tundra seeming to be cracked ice ruthlessly crushed together. His hair was something else altogether, a spikey and dangerous terrain with white and black parts. He was taller than Colbert and he did not exactly have a friendly aura either.
"Emry. Scan." He spoke in monotone, which slapped everyone out their stupor.
"Zero summoned a plebeian!? An illiterate one who can't speak either!" Everyone exclaimed, not understanding the language being spoken by the male. Louise felt her pride crumble while a hollow feeling overcame her. It would have been made worse if an object did not just float up from behind him.
A metallic orb caught the light, its red eye represented by multiple rings turned in different directions as it surveyed the area. The students fell into shock and immediately started to mutter amazement. (A/N Okay I'm going to cheat and say imagine the cores from Portal and if don't know portal look up 'Portal cores' to get the idea.)
"You think it uses wind magic to stay in the air. How does its, erm, eye glow?" These were a few of the things she heard. 'Maybe that small golem is my familiar?!' So Louise strode towards the man, hating the way he looked down from his height to her, so she put on her best dominating face, to try and scare him of course. But it seemed to not have worked as the man did not even move, standing still as a granite garden statue which could overcome the harshest of weathers and still maintain its posture.
"You don't understand our language?" She asked, trying to keep her voice steady. He started it her fixatedly, without emotion.
"My knowledge is sufficient enough to not cause problems." He spoke, well-paced but the manner he spoke was unworldly as well as his accent was not native of any location Louise knew.
"Scan complete." The robot reminded everyone of its presence and the man turned to the device returning back to speaking the strange language.
"State findings." He commanded. The sphere turned to the man and spoke with an echo in his voice, though his voice was not natural and did not hide the synthetic quality which it came with.
"Location: Unknown. Similarities found: Negative. Results inconclusive." The man turned to Louise and addressed her monotonously sending chills down her spine.
"What is the name of this location?" Before Louise could answer with an obvious tone and insult, Colbert entered the conversation with a frown. He had dismissed the other students while Louise and her future familiar had a conversation.
"My name is Colbert and you are at Tristain Academy of Magic." The man turned to the floating sphere.
"Check archives for Tristain." The robot whirred quietly, the rings making up his eyes spinning calculatedly. The robot stilled and turned to state its findings.
"Result, negative." The man turned to Colbert immediately, sudden urgency in his movements.
"I demand to see a figure of highest authority in this academy." Colbert blinked and glanced at Louise who was equally puzzled.
"Louise come with your familiar. Follow me, I need to report my findings too." Louise turned to Colbert.
"Wait, where are you taking him Mr. Colbert?!" She did not want to be familiar-less in front of her peers. Colbert put a reassuring hand on her shoulder and smiled.
"I can't allow the ritual to take place, this is the first time I have seen a human being summoned. We don't know the implications it might have on him or even you!" Louise glanced at the man, who was listening into the conversation but had not interrupted it.
The trio made their way through the castle, to the main part of the castle into a large room. In the room was Osmond by his desk, previously handling some paperwork, he looked up with a raised white eyebrow at the mysterious man part of the group.
Longueville was rearranging some books when the door to the room opened. She stood by Osmond's desk, but far away enough he would not try anything.
"Jean?" The old man addressed Colbert. Colbert motioned to the chairs in front of the desk and Louise politely took a seat, the man taking a few moments before seating himself. The orb floating down to his lap and resting itself in a way that it can keep a vigilant eye on the old man. Longueville furrowed his eyebrows at the object, seeing this type of technology of the first time.
"The students were having their first summoning ritual and Miss Valliere was last to summon. However she summoned a human, seeing it has never happened before I did not allow the ritual to progress and be completed." Louise widened her eyes, she was the first to summon a human, a failure her mother and father will murder her for.
"You did the right thing. Now may I know your name and where you came from?" The man, who already had a strict posture of the chair eyed the man behind the desk. Answering coldly.
"That is classified information." The old man furrowed his eyebrows. This could only mean one thing. Louise had summoned the Queen's spy. She was in trouble now, her hands becoming sweaty at the implications that this might have. Her mother and father would have her head when they hear this.
"So you work directly under the Royal Crown of Tristian?" Louise gasped and edged away from the man.
"No." He spoke simply.
"Then who do you work for?" Osmond asked, more careful now, his muscles tensed.
"That is classified information, however it would not matter." He looked at the orb on his lap.
"Emry, explain the change in magnet field we experience at three hundred. Language French." He
"At three hundred sharp there was an unregistered fluctuation in the gravitational field. Such conditions have not been recorded in history as Wormholes are hypothetical, warped space time which are also permitted by the Einstein field equations of general relativity. I had reported my finding to the government but there was an unidentifiable suction from the wormhole exceeding wind speeds of 75 miles per hour. As a human, number 47 could not avoid being pulled into the wormhole." The orb spoke mechanically, its voice devoid of emotion, but what surprised most is that it spoke.
"A golem which speaks!?" Osmond exclaimed with Longueville eyeing the object with more than just curiosity.
"I know not of golems." The man replied simply. "However Emry has identified that I have crossed into another dimension." He concluded. Osmond turned serious and looked at Colbert with a strict look.
"Jean lock the door." Colbert completed the task quickly and returned to the group with a firm nod of his head.
"Headmaster?" Louise asked with a nervous shudder. The old man turned to the girl with a reassuring smile but it did not help her at all.
"I am sorry to inform you…what is your name?" The man paused for a minute, surprising everyone with his answer.
"I was not given one," to say shock was all everyone felt was an understatement, "but you may call me Aleksei." Osmond recollected himself first.
"Yes well, I'm sorry to say, Aleksei," Osmond tried the accent that the man used on his name, "but we can't take you back. The summoning ritual is irreversible." Louise stood, the chair flying back while her temper rose.
"You can sent him back! I summoned him! He belongs to me now." She spoke with a tone of finality. Osmond tried to calm the child down but the man turned to the girl and stared at her emotionlessly.
"Devushka," (Girl) Louise turned to snap him for addressing her rudely but lost her breathe looking into his cold eyes. His leather gloved hand raised with a hand knife glinting in the light. "Sit" He spoke sternly. The teachers in the room beyond surprised that a human was threating a noble.
"Put down the weapon, Alexsei. She is a student and you're threatening a noble." The man did not back down and tilted the knife downwards motion to replicate a sitting motion. All the staff seemed baffled by his confidence in facing Louise. It is know that magic has given noble's such an upper hand that a simple title containing 'noble' scared every human.
"Sit." He repeated. Louise lost all strength in her legs and trembled in the chair. The knife disappeared up his sleeve with a casual flick of his wrist. His eyes stayed trained on her.
"Why does she call me her property?" He questioned Osmond without a hint of emotion. Osmond coughed and nodded understandingly.
"It is understandable that you do not understand our culture so let me explain." Osmond pointed out for the sake of others. The knife was not an unusual sight as many humans want to protect themselves. They can't afford a proper sword therefore make do with smaller blade like knifes. Aleksei noted the ease around the room, considering he had a knife on him they seemed quite fine with it. He looked down to Emry, the robot on his lap, and commanded.
"Record." And the robot's eyes turned a few times then replied with a robotic 'Recording' and then he looked back up to the old man, watching him as if waiting for him to continue.
"Well," The old man brushed his beard thoughtfully, "to put it simply we worship our creator by the name of Brimir. It is a well-known fact that Brimir had gifted all those of Noble birth with magic. As they are above humans who are incapable of performing magic. If you want to know more then you will just have to try the library or ask Jean." Colbert entered the conversation with a warm smile.
Aleksei then turned to the occupants. "That does not explain why I am Devushka's property." He pointed out bluntly. Colbert stepped forward, seeing as it was his area of expertise. Louise glared at the man, knowing he called her that funny name again. Right in front of her too. If she was not in the presence of her teacher she would have taken harsh action, an explosion would come in handy.
"When you were summoned, Miss Valliere here was supposed to bind with an animal. But you turned out to be a human, who can think for himself, therefore it is a sane conclusion to say that the binding could have some unknown effects on Miss Valliere. On top of that a human has never been summoned before, plus you are from a different plane." Aleksei nodded.
"We wanted the binding to take place in controlled conditions. Miss Valliere if you please…" Louise stood, a smirk on her face. Aleksei narrowed his eyebrows.
"I refuse." Osmond huffed and Colbert gasped. Louise growled, not being able to restrain herself anymore.
"You are a mere plebeian! You have no right to refuse a noble of what they want." She scowled at him, raising her wand, "I will complete the ritual and you will be my servant." The man stood, uncaringly. Emry floating to his side.
"I refuse." He spoke again and pulled out a metallic object from his side, aiming it Louise. Osmond recognised that object standing to stop the man but was too late. Without hesitation he pulled the trigger. A loud burst and a lead bullet zipped through the air, slicing cleanly through Louise's hair. A lock of her pink hair falling to the ground by her polished shoes. He heart hammering painfully in her chest, having now understood that this man was definitely from a different realm altogether. Lodging itself into the stone behind her. Louise shuddered and fell to her knees, Longueville ran to her side and assessed her injuries. Colbert came to her side with a defensive stance, holding his large wand pointed ready to defend if Aleksei were to take action again.
"I refuse." He said monotonously. Turning to leave.
"Wait!" Osmond shouted. Aleksei stopped by did not turn around. "Please stay here. You don't know anything about this world, I will let you use the library under one condition." The man turned seeming interested in the offer. "Louise needs someone to act the part of a familiar. Just play the part." Colbert and Longueville looked at the Headmaster as if he was crazy.
"No binding. No spells. No mind tricks." He pointed out, setting out the rules. Osmond nodded.
"Yes, but promise to not harm any of the students or staff while here." The man paused to think and nodded.
"Colbert can you escort, Mr …" He looked at Aleksei, "Do you have a second name?" Louise was going to shout that common folk are not permitted to have surnames. But Aleksei nodded.
"Aleksei Ivanov…" He ended and left the room. Colbert relaxed but noticed he had to escort the man and therefore rushed out the door.
"Louise we need to talk." Osmond kindly walked up to the child and kneeled kindly. Longueville glared at the old man. Not liking having a unknown variable added which could potentially ruin her plan.
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