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Now, onwards into the story.

For any normal someone to say that this day was boring, they would be dead wrong. Or at least, that's how Jason L. Coltrane saw it. Right now, he was lounging around in a chair with his feet propped up on the table, resting while thinking about what had happen in the day. He turned his head and watched how Louise slept so peacefully. He felt something, well, rather something felt, so . . . . . familiar about her, or, it just seemed as though there was some kind of connection he didn't know about. Anyways, he was reminiscing on the entire day, and how it went.

It was definitely not boring, no matter what anyone could say.

To start, he had woken up a bit too early, so he was a bit grouchy. And on top of that, he found out through one of his buddies that the armies of the USA were approaching the northern border of the state. When he finally managed to get there, after catching a ride on a troop train that was northbound, he found out there wasn't a battle going on. Rather, it was a stand-off of the Confederate and Union army's, right on top of Bryant Hill. The Confederates had the high ground, while the Union had dug-in with trenches at the bottom. Basing his thoughts on a rough estimate, he guessed there we about six-hundred and sixty thousand Union soldiers. However, his country-men out-numbered them close to four-to-one.

That made him feel better, because his motherland had better chance at surviving. Plus, with Russia, China, and most of NATO backing the Confederacy after the USA had threatened nuclear war, he felt confident they would win this, and keep southern independence. Once the battle had commenced, and finished, he had decided to go and look for anything he could use in the aftermath. With somewhere close to six-hundred and fifty thousand soldiers slain, the Union sustained heavy losses. The Confederacy lost a good sixty-some-odd-thousand men, but it was a minor number compared to the enemy's losses. And of course, as he was strolling through that mess, it had to come along.

Henry Smith, or, well, otherwise known as The Union Loyalist.

Of course he had to show up. He knew the Loyalist went wherever the Union's armies went. Once he shows up, that's when everything goes to shit. Since he decided to provoke the loyalist, he knew what he was going up against. Coltrane hated Smith, and with a burning passion too. He wanted to kill that son-of-a-bitch with every ounce of his being. Coltrane had felt that he would have in that battle. He didn't expect it to end the way it did, but, at least he made the loyalist disappear. That was something.

After he had woken up, he found himself in this strange place. Now, given, he would be confused if he woke up somewhere he had never seen before, but Coltrane had a bad habit of shooting first and then asking questions. Even though he had tried to hold back on that, he couldn't help shooting and stabbing the two people standing over him when he had woken. Of course, that startled everyone that saw. He had gotten up and asked them what they wanted, and it seemed that no one had the guts to answer him.

"Let me make this loud and clear so y'all can hear me; What the fuck do you people want from me?"

Everyone looked, and held back their responses, because they were too scared to answer. They had just witnessed murder in cold blood, so of course they would be scared to say anything. Mr. Colbert, who simply looked on at this scene, just couldn't believe it.

'How could he just kill those two like that? It's not like they were going to hurt him.'

Colbert may have been a soldier, and he may have killed some people, but the way that this man just dismissed the two doctors like that frightened him. He didn't want to know what this man could really do. He shuddered. He was sure if someone pissed off this man, it would be hell to pay.

Coltrane questioned if it was necessary to do that. But he decided it was worth it, simply because he could honestly care less. He's killed, murdered, maimed, and all-out destroyed so many people in his life he was just simply used to it. Killing was just another means of survival, and for him, it was easy as breathing. So why were these two any different?

De-summoning his M-60, he decided to also summon a couple of handguns to keep on him, just in case. He watched as two holsters materialized and appeared on either side of his hip. In one holster, a Model 1911 Pistol, chambered for .357, and in the other, an older Colt SAA revolver, also chambered for .357. He de-summoned the staff, and also summoned his Buck knife with a 7-inch blade, latching it to his belt. Colbert watched this with curiosity, but also stood at his guard.

"Alright," Coltrane said in a raised voice. "Let me try this once again. Just what in the fuck do you people want from me?"

That was when a small girl stepped forward. She couldn't have been more than five feet tall, at the most, and she had strawberry-blonde hair that looked pink, and her eyes were also pink. She was wearing the same uniform as the other kids were. 'Goddamn she's small. And her hair's pink too? Jesus Christ; What is this, some fuckin' anime now?' He was broken from his thoughts when she spoke up.

"I-i-i s-summoned you to b-b-e m-my f-f-familiar."

He could tell she was scared. Of course she would be; She was looking at a man who was 8 feet tall and was pretty well built . . . . . . and just murdered two people in cold blood. Coltrane looked down at her, and simply started laughing. She flinched when he did.

"Hahaha! What'sa matter shorty? You scared?" She pouted at being called 'shorty'. Coltrane simply patted her head, and kneeled down so his eyes could meet hers at a proper level. "Look kid, you don't have to be scared of me. I may enjoy causing pain and killing people, but I'll only hurt you if you piss me off." He said that way too well. She simply looked at him with fear. "That goes for the rest of you as well." He raised his voice. "Don't be afraid. Just don't piss me off. Otherwise, you won't have to worry about it." Everyone seemed to relax a bit after that remark. Colbert also relaxed, even though he decided to keep an eye on this man Louise summoned just in case.

"Anyways, you pulled me here to be a . . . . what, Familiar was it?" He asked. That's when he heard laughter behind the girl in front of him, and he could see she was becoming annoyed severely by it.

"Well, well Louise" Kirche chuckled. She was barely containing her laughter, as well as many of the others students were starting to laugh, even though a moment ago they had their nerve's wracked. "I'm quite surprised you summoned him. We've come to expect no more from Louise the Zero." The laughter got even more intense. Louise was about to deliver a retort, but Coltrane spoke up first, with a cocked eyebrow.

"Bitch, you're tempting death, big time. So how about you shut the fuck up before I decide to put a bullet in your skull and shut you up permanently." Suddenly the laughter died and the silence returned, as Kirche and the others looked on in disbelief. How could someone just threaten someone with death like that? "Anyways, let's just get this over with. Do what you have to do."

"Of course." Louise answered. "Let's just get this over with so we can be done." Coltrane nodded in agreement to that. Louise raised her wand and began to chant.
"My name is Louise Françoise Le Blanc de La Vallière. Pentagon of the five elemental powers; bless this humble being, and make him my familiar!" Before Coltrane could get a bead on whatever the hell this was, she launched in and kissed him on the lips, much to his astonishment. He could hear Lee laughing in the back of his head.

Hahahahaha! I never thought you'd be doing that again! Not since that damn bitch decided t- He couldn't finish his sentence because Coltrane mentally slapped him upside the head. Shut up you. Don't even get me started on her. He saw Louise pull away with a slight blush on her face. He felt something weird try and enter his mind, but he simply purged whatever it was with his power. He inwardly chuckled. I guess you can do that when you've got more power than you know what to do with. He noticed that his rune seemed to be glowing brighter than before.

"Alright Ms. Valliere, it seems you successfully secured the contract," Mr Colbert eyed Coltrane suspiciously, but then noticed the rune. "Pardon me, but may I see your rune?" Coltrane eyed him for a moment, and hesitantly showed it to the man. Mr Colbert made a sketch and mumbled something about never seeing a rune like this before. "Very well. I will have to see if I can find more on this rune, because I've never seen one like it before." Coltrane eyed the man for a moment as he signaled for the others to return to the school.

Coltrane turned back around to find Louise watching him intently, and then to which she simply told him to follow her back to her dorm. He sighed, and obliged her. He figured this would be a long stay here, or wherever the hell 'here' was exactly.

He was deep in thought when Lee interrupted him.

'You see to have something on your mind Jason' Lee said. Coltrane sighed. Since he was the Confederate Rebel, his power had granted him several god-like abilities, like teleportation, weapon summoning, healing, among'st other things. Being able to talk to 'spirits' of sorts was another. What it also meant, that he was able to talk to General Robert Lee himself, as well as Thomas Stonewall, Jefferson Davis, and other spirits that had survived the first war. He was the only one who could hear them though, so more often than not he had gotten some weird looks back in his old world.

'Yeah, I guess you could say that' Coltrane replied, sighing in the process' 'I'm missing home already. The heat of battle, the sigh and sound of death and battle, eh...' He trailed off for a second. 'You get the idea Robert. I want to be home, but I don't know how to get back. I tried the teleportation, and it didn't work, so I guess I'm stuck here.'Lee pondered for a moment, but drew no ideas for Jason. 'I don't know what to tell you bud. I guess you'll just have to play along with this crap for now.'

Coltrane sighed again. 'Well, I can already tell you I've made things perfectly clear with pinkie over there,' He looked to where Louise was now sleeping. 'She agreed to treat me like an actual human being, and not some slave. I also told her she will need to look after herself since she pretty much old enough. She had asked me to do shit like washing her clothes, or cleaning up her room. But you'll get a kick out of what she ultimately tried to get me to do.' Lee gave him a curious look. What did she ask of him that could get him riled up like this?

'She tried to make me dress and undress her, like some fucking . . . . I don't even fucking know at this point!' Coltrane was annoyed now. Lee just gave him a blank stare, and then broke into uncontrollable laughter.

'SERIOUSLY? HOLY SHIT MAN! HAHAHAHA!' Lee couldn't help himself, as the image of this 8 foot man dressing a very small, almost delicate 18 year-old. Oh, while it was pretty funny, it was also a bit disturbing to Lee.

'Shut up.' Coltrane sighed again. 'But, I did manage to clear thing sup anyways. She agreed to do her own stuff, and I told her I would do what I could to protect her. Simple as that.' Lee gave an odd expression, but understood what he said. At least the issues were cleared up.

'Anything else you want to say, or is that it? Not to sound like a dick of course but . . . . yeah.' Lee asked after a momentary awkward silence. Coltrane sighed again. 'I took a look around the school and I seem to have the place memorized. Louise went over her schedule with me, and told me that's they're usual daily schedule, save on weekends for special holidays of course, but so, it looks as though I won't have really much of anything to do during the day.'

Yep. Sitting around doing jack shit all day. How wonderful. 'Anyways Lee, I'm gonna relax and see if I can get some sleep. I'll talk tomorrow if I need anything.' And with that, Lee disappeared from his mind. Coltrane took his hat off, and leaned the chair back a bit further. Maybe he could get some rest for now.

Bright sunlight pierced through the window of the room, and shined over the bed, and directly onto Coltrane's face. He woke with a grunt, and put his hand up in front of his face in an effort to block the light. He forgot, however, that he was leaning back in a chair while he slept, and he thus fell backwards after suddenly realizing that. He fell to the floor, leaving an indention in it, and he shot up, startled a bit. After realizing where he was, he heard a familiar voice behind him.

"I was wondering when you would wake up." He whipped his head around and found Louise leaning on the doorframe. "Try not to do that again. You made yourself look pretty ridiculous." Coltrane simply grunted in reply. He put his hat back on, and strapped his holster belts together. "Where are you off to?" Coltrane asked. "I'm off to breakfast, where else? Come on, it's your duty to accompany me." Louise spun around and started walking down the hall. Coltrane simply shut the door and followed her.

When they showed up to the dining room, or what Coltrane assumed was a cafeteria, silence filled the room as all eyes watched them walk between the rows. When Louise took a seat, and Coltrane simply sat down next to her, the air was filled with the sound of quiet giggles and whispers, which caused Louise to give him an annoyed look. "What? What's wrong with the man sittin' down to eat his fuckin' damn breakfast?"

He looked over what was laid out for this meal. Pancakes, tomato soup, a small loaf of bread, a small slice of cake, champagne, a glass of water, and some kind of 'red patty of bullshit'* with a white drizzle and butter. Not his usual country breakfast, but he guessed it would suffice. For now at least. He was about to dig in until a hand swatted at him. He looked over to see Louise was angry with him for some reason, with the other students giving him amusing stares.

"Only nobles can sit here." She started pointing down at the floor next to her. "You, peasant, sit down there." Coltrane was confused, but then got annoyed because of what she said. "And why, pray tell, do you think I would do something like that? Eating on the floor? What do you think I am?" Louise became agitated because of the small giggles and stares she was receiving from her peers. "You're just a commoner, nothing more. Now get down there or you can go without breakfast at all!" Coltrane was slightly surprised at her outburst, but it only annoyed him more.

"You know what?" He stabbed the knife into the table with enough force to put a decent crack in it. "Fuck this shit. I'm gonna go and cook my own damn breakfast instead of this shit." He got up and walked back towards what he was assuming was the kitchen, intent on getting a meal that he actually wanted.

After the breakfast incident, Louise and Coltrane were walking outside in silence, until she spoke up. "Normally, familiars sit outside during breakfast. You'll be doing that for now on." Coltrane simply gave an irritated sigh. "Whatever." He said. They continued in silence until Coltrane stopped. "What's going on over there?"

"All the second-year students have the day off today. We're supposed to be getting to know all of the new familiars." Coltrane looked on at the scene. "I'd just as soon pass on that, thank you." Louise only sighed, when they heard a familiar voice behind them.

"Oh?"

Louise and Coltrane both turned around to face Kirche and her salamander. Coltrane was surprised as he knelt down towards it. "Holy shit that's a big damn salamander. I've never seen one this big before." He let the creature sniff his hand, and then began scratching it's head, which it obviously enjoyed. As he was petting the oversized lizard, Kirche watched him intently, only giving a sly smile to Louise, which only annoyed her. "Don't give me that!" Kirche only stood up to her.

"Are you sure you didn't just pull some random, nearby commoner? You must have covered it well with that explosion." Louise only got more annoyed. "I did the summons properly! It just so happened that this guy showed up!" Kirche laughed. "Well, he's only fitting for Louise the Zero." She chortled a bit and walked away with the salamander. Louise was livid now. "What is the problem with that wench?" She fumed. She turned to Coltrane. "Don't just stand there. Bring me tea!" She shouted and walked away.

Coltrane only sighed, and leaned back against the wall. He obviously didn't want to be here, and it only bothered him that he couldn't find a way home. 'I'll find a way home eventually.' Coltrane was about to go take a walk when he felt someone trip up over him. It was one of the maids he was watching a moment ago. She started to get up when Coltrane offered his help.

"Ah, thank you. I'm sorry for being so clumsy." She said it as though Coltrane was going to hit her. What a shame. If this was how they acted, then who knows what these so-called 'nobles' did to them. "Don't mind it miss." Coltrane then noticed she was staring at his hand with the mark. "You wouldn't happen to be Ms. Valliere's familiar would you?" Coltrane was surprised. Apparently word spreads fast here."Aye. That would be me. How did you know?" He asked.

"Rumors spread fast around here, especially after an event like yesterday." She giggled. "By the way, what is your name?" Coltrane asked. "I'm Siesta. What's your name?" For once, Coltrane found himself curious to know someone. "I'm Jason Coltrane. Pleasure to meet you." Siesta seemed puzzled. "Jason-san . . . ." She trailed off. "What an odd name." They then heard a voice to their left.

"Hey. When are you going to bring me my cake?" A blonde boy asked. Siesita apologized, and after delivering his cake, scurried off somewhere else. Coltrane recognized him as the kid name Guiche from his walk last night. It seemed that this prick had two girls he was flirting with. How wonderful.

"Excuse me," Another voice asked, from his right. He turned to see who it was, and it was the brown-haired girl that Guiche was talking to last night. "I'm looking Guice-sama. Have you seen him?" Coltrane pondered for a second, and decided maybe he could stir up a small ruckus here. "Aye. He's over there talking with a blonde girl that's sitting with him." The brown-haired girl ran over, and Coltrane watched the following argument, which ended with Guiche getting slapped twice. Coltrane started laughing to himself a bit, and somehow Guiche noticed it.

"It seems as though you do not know how to respect your superiors commoner!" Coltrane could see that this kid was trying to be angry. "And on top of that, you made these two ladies cry! You will pay for what you've done. I hereby challenge you to a duel. Right here, right now!" Coltrane was surprised that he wanted that. It seemed as though he wanted certain death. Coltrane turned his head and gave Guiche a dark look. "Look kid, even if you trained yourself to fight for your entire life, you wouldn't even be able to stand up to me. Unless you want certain death, I would recommend manning up and taking responsibility for what you've done. Don't try to blame me for your own stupidity."

Coltrane started walking back towards a doorway when Guiche spoke again. "How dare you insult a noble, your better, you . . . you heathen! You're a joke to the F-" But Coltrane simply cut him off because he knew where this was going. "I'm a joke to what? Your impotent Founder? Your 'Brimir?" Coltrane gave an icy chuckle. "Jesus Christ, what a fucking joke. I've been compared to many things in my life, but that's honestly a low I've never heard of before." Coltrane began walking away once again.

Everyone covered their mouths, because no one had ever insulted the Founder and this heathen did just that so casually that it was almost sickening. Louise had just walked over to see what was going on, but when she heard HER familiar say that, she was absolutely stunned. And Kirche, she simply couldn't believe what she had heard, because her mouth was just hanging open. Guiche was red with anger. First, this commoner insulted two fine ladies and now he blatantly disregarded the great Founder! This was a disgrace!

"Stop, you insignificant commoner!" Coltrane didn't listen and just kept on walking. He had more important things to do anyways. "I challenged you to a duel! Or are you a coward, much like your ashamed parents to even have had you."

Once Coltrane heard that, he stopped, with his last step cracking the ground underneath it. He was furious now. To have some kid insult him so; It granted only death. An oppressive pressure came down upon everyone like a stone wall. They found they were terrified of what was about to happen to Guiche. Coltrane slowly turned his head with a bright glow coming from his one eye. They saw the very same weapon from earlier materialize it'self in his hands. They could tell he was really,really, PISSED.

"Motherfucker, you better throw everything you have at me, and hope to your Founder that I don't get through it, because if I do . . . ." Coltrane trailed off. Guiche noticed was was happening and was scared.

"It will be your fucking death motherfucker."

OK! I finally got the second chapter written after about 5+ months of not writing anything. I know it will probably be a shitty read, but that's just what it is. Anyways guys, I hope y'all enjoyed this chapter, and I will hopefully see y'all in the next one!

Over-n-out,

N. Coltrane