Louise woke up again, much like the last time standing up like fading from one dream to another.
Now she stood in the vestry court again, however the world looked dark, horrible. A tower had collapsed and split the court in half, forming a barrier between the two sides.
The door to the alvis hall had collapsed with the masonry around it, there was only a single way out of the court.
There stood a blue lamp, in the court. Her summon supposedly
-a gate to the hunter's dream-
What was the hunters dream? Maybe the place that old man lived?
'twist the handle of your canewhip' shrugging she gave it a try, and as she did the blade of her cane slacked, splitting up into segments the cane unfolded into a painful looking serrated whip.
There where two triggers near the handle, pressing one she watched the blade slack more, the coiled wire whip stretching out, until its length resembled an actual whip rather than the sword length rope she had before. Pulling the other trigger, the one with her middle finger, she nearly dropped the blade as the wire pulled itself back in, almost explosively. Now the whip looked like some demented serrated sword, and with the lack of sharp edge it was pretty useless.
Well it could be useful if you ever need to keep it more compact.
"now how do I turn it back" she spoke, "well I guess just turn the handle back then."
She turned the handle of the canewhip again, the segments realigned again, forming back into the usual cane/beating stick.
"find the source of the scourge, that's what he said right?" she moved on. No use dawdling around.
She went in the first hall, there was a hall, the side to the right, that lead to the astronomy tower had collapsed, making it inaccessible.
She checked the door in front of her, 'click' locked. Well no other way than right then, to the central building then.
Inside there where two possible roads, to the right to the female dorms or to the left to the other entrance to the alvis hall.
"maybe I could get my wand back" she spoke to the air, as she walked up the stair's, to the first floor taking the left door, to the girl's dorm.
The second she opened the door a being came charging at her, screaming something illegible under its name. on reflex Louise aimed and shot it in the gut.
It staggered, Louise pressed the reload button and took a brief moment to inspect the 'being'
Oh god Montromercy
Same outfit, same body type, except where a face belonged she merely had a mask of white linen 'fur' of some sort, and from what she could see the 'mask' was fused to her face, the image was completed with a bloody gore splattered butcher's cleaver held in her equally stained hand.
No time to try and communicate, the being yelled something again, it sounded vaguely Latin.
The gun wasn't don yet, and as Motromercy came near with ready to gut her former classmate. Reacting on instinct Louise swung her cane, braining Motromercy in the head. She felt Montromercy's skull crack under the blow, the blonde Staggered, and halted her yell/vaguely Latin War cry as she fell to the ground.
Nonetheless, even with a hole In her skull the blonde kept going, even now she was attempting to slice Louise's ankles with her cleaver, Louise had already taken a step back. 'click' she lifted her arm and fired the freshly loaded Mercury bullet into her ex classmate's head.
That put her down.
"I should be more afraid" she mentioned to the open air, "maybe i'm just dying and this whole deal is some wild pre-death hallucination"
She shook her head "no, that's not how it work's, perhaps whatever brought me here, or did this to Montromercy is messing with my emotions?"
'sigh no use thinking about it'
She moved on, the hallway looked clear, then some other first year came charging out of the door, once she saw Louise pass by. This one was more cautious, her weapon of choice was a pitchfork, presumably liberated from the stable's.
Standard procedure, Louise wasn't even thinking as she shot the first year, in the head.
'still not dead' she took a sharp step forwards and caned the first year in the head. Once again the sound of bone splintering could be heard, the first year did drop dead this time.
Moving on Louise carefully walked over to the other side of the dorm's this time checking for any berserk ex students looking to carve her open.
She made her way to the other side of the hall, next stair went up to the second floor
'1 more to go until 3d floor' the next floor had a group of ex students, they stood around like a small gang of hooligans, rather than the dignified noble's they are- where.
'Can I sneak by? No the hall is to narrow and there's no other way. Maybe I can lure one away.'
She walked back down, perhaps there was something in the abandoned rooms she could use.
Walking in to the first room on the left she quickly flipped the place over, a small piece of lipstick, a pretty purple colour, unable to restrain herself she slipped the makeup in her skirt pocket. 'she's probably dead anyway' then finaly she find something that gave her an idea, a small pebble laid on the nightstand, made smooth by the river the pebble was certainly interesting, but nothing special. 'perhaps a gift from a friend, or family member?'
Silently walking back upwards to the second floor she stood in the open door, they hadn't noticed her yet, even though one was gazing straight in her direction with limp eye's.
Taking abreath she launched the pebble at the front most girl's head, the blow connected. And the brunet turned and began marching towards louise, after a few foot her eye's widened as she realized who had trown the pebble, the brunette brandished her armaments a simple woodcutting axe infront of her and marched up to louise. Another vaguely latin shout, much more restrained than montromercy's or the brunet first year's shout.
The other 2 had not noticed her and just stood their limply, even though one of theirs was marching off.
The brunet swung her axe, surprisingly fast, Louise sidestepped, moved around her until she was behind the girl and brained her in the head with her cane, Louise's surprisingly strong physical strength showed itself once again as this time the girl went down after a single hit.
'lucky shot?'
Internally shrugging to herself she slammed her cane into the prone girl's head once more, making Shure she was really dead.
Then she turned around, there stood the other two of the little 'posse' they noticed her now, cautiously walking towards her, completely ignoring their dead comrade. One brandished another pitchfork, the other a torch and an showy axe presumably from some random students wall decoration.
'shit' Louise thought about the whip form of her cane, 'no I haven't practiced with that.
Acting on impulse she ran forwards, just as she entered the first one's range she shot her, and immediately her cane followed after, jumping back panting Louise cursed her own horrible stamina. The other one yelled, another vaguely latin shout. Smashing her torch down louise was panefully hit on her shoulder.
Pushing forewards louise shoulder checked the other girl the pinkette's eye's clenched with tears in them. She followed up her push with a quick slash of her cane she cracked a rip of the enemy.
Finaly not letting up her attack she hit the girl with her cane one final time.
Slumping down she looked at her shoulder 'it's healed' she tried touching her shoulder only to hiss in pain as her hand touched the still sensitive flesh.
She tried to connect to her magic, she got a feeling, some sort of amount perhaps even a rough number rather than the black void she usually felt.
'later' she stood up, having regained her breath, moving on she was relieved the third floor wasn't over run in the least.
Not letting down her guard she carefully walked to her own room at the end of the hall, the rooms where empty. Where did all the students go?
When she made it 'home' she slumped down on her bed, not even half an hour of fighting and she felt exhausted.
"I need to move on" she spoke out loud to herself. Pusher herself up she began flipping through the room, her room like all other's perhaps even more so. Eventually she found a cracked picture case of her and her family, taken just before she left for school.
She took the picture out of the case, slipping it in her other skirt pocket.
"I need pants, no way I'm fighting In a skirt"
A short visit to her closet switched out her skirt for a pair of brown plain pants, with suspenders hung loose. So as to not harm her shoulder.
Then suddenly a horrible scream rung out, shrill in the air penetrating through the castle.
Looking out the window she was greeted to the sight of some sort of monstrosity.
A large human shaped creature, with wide ribbon like fur on one side and dark grey bald flesh on the other, its face some sort of mix between a man, a dog and a rat.
"how in brimir's sake did this all come about?" she questioned to herself.
"did I summon this?"
