It had been thirteen years had passed since Janette had come to Prildo Ira. Fino had taken to the country's second-largest city, Ckville to work at Saint Mirajane Hospital as doctor's apprentice. After eight years working as a doctor's apprentice, Janette finally graduated into proper doctors.
And being only one of three doctors she was a very busy person.
So she chose to spend all of her spare time on the children wand.
"Janette!" The head doctor, Vilho yelled.
Said woman flinched slightly at her name being yelled.
Janette sat on a bed belonging to a now five-year-old Zeck. The boy had been in the hospital since he was two because of breathing problems had stayed since. Zeck was happy boy despite his condition especially today due to it being this fifth birthday. His mother and father had stopped by in the morning to give him a little present and lots of love.
Janette had stopped by the wand to read him and the other children a book of his choose instead of doing her paperwork.
It was obvious to Janette what had happen. Vilho had went to her office to get her opinion on a patient's diagnosis but didn't find her there doing her paperwork.
Janette could heard the nurses of the children wand giggling at her situation that she had gotten herself into, again.
The woman turned to the large entrance arch to wand to see Vilho standing there with a unamused look on his face.
"Hello Dr. Vainamoinen, how may I help you?" She asked innocently asked.
Vilho walked into the wand then to Zeck's bed which was surrounded by other children.
"Yes you could , I was wondering why you aren't your office filling out patients' files?" He question.
"Cause it's my birthday!" Zeck exclaimed. " promised to read to me Gawain and the Green Giant!" he added on with a big grin.
Janette gave Zeck a smile and pat on his head.
Vilho sighed and shook his head.
"Well once is done, could you ask her to go and do her paperwork," Vilho said to the children, who altogether agreed to the request.
Janette gave him a malicious smile which he returned with his own innocent smile.
It took two hours for Janette to read through Gawain and the Green Giant. Once finish the children reminded to go and do her paperwork which she did.
It took half an hour for Vilho to come a visit her in her small office.
"Can I help you Vilho?" Janette asked, not looking up from her work.
The elf stay at her door watched her work. He had watched some what shy and quiet girl turned into head-strong and out going woman who didn't take anyone shit.
"I wish you would take more care of yourself as you do with the patients," Vilho told her.
"What d you mean?" Janette asked.
"You're going stay here until you're done with all these patients' files and miss dinner and sleep, again," he said.
Janette briefly stopped writing for a moment the looked up at her teacher.
The woman was now to pushed herself far past her limit. Most days days she would only eat a loaf of bread for breakfast and maybe the soup and small loaf that hospital serve at lunch. It was rare for her to have dinner, choosing to focusing on paperwork or patients late into night. She would get about four or three hours sleep a day. And only took days off when she was really sick.
"It's not like you do the same thing," Janette shot back at the elf.
"You take to the extreme," Vilho sighed as moved from the door to her desk.
He put the patient's diagnosis that he want to talk about early to her. Once their finish talking, Janette was left to work through her paperwork.
When she was nearly done with a work when her shift came to the end. She decides to stay until all of it was done but it seemed that someone had another idea.
"Janette!" Debbie called loudly into her office. "Come drinking with us!"
Debbie was the head nurse of Saint Mirajane for last twenty years. The older woman had made sure that Janette was well took care and help her get her room at the boarding house a couple of streets a way. She was very mother duck.
"Did Vilho asked you to take me?" Janette sighed.
Debbie didn't reply to the question but just pulled the young woman out of her chair and dragged her to Crue's Cellar, a pub a street way that everyone from hospital went to drink at.
The pub always lively, fulled with laugh and singing. The pub was normally full with labours, mercenaries and demon hunters. It was nice place to have dinner.
Janette, Debbie and two other nurses Marie and Leanna walked to Cure's Cellar. The pub was already in full swing.
Debbie's husband was Ryan was already at the pub.
It was clear that he had already had too much to drink due to the red tint across his cheeks. He stubble to his wife with open arms. Debbie pulled her face at the state of her husband. She met him half way. She lifted her hands up to his face and pulled his face and pulled the redden cheeks.
"How dare you start without me! Did you have anything to drink?" Debbie said in an angry tone.
Janette sighed at the couple then headed to the bar. She slotted herself next to a familiar face at the bar. Janette lend her body against her friend's, locking her arm around their and resting her head in the crook of their neck.
"How has my M'Lady been doing?" Janette asked, with a smirk on her face knowing how much the woman beside her didn't like that nickname.
"I'm fine, a little bored since I'm not getting enough jobs of late and a little bit annoyed by someone calling me by a stupid nickname," Lady said as she reach up to pitch Janette's cheek.
Lady signalled to the bar maid so she order a drink for them. It took a moment for the return to the women with a pin of local ale. Both women took a gulp of their alcoholic drink. They both let a sigh of delight.
"Talking about annoyances, where is he?" Janette asked Lady looking around the pub for mob of white hair.
"Don't know," She told her as she took a sip of her drink. "Morrison told me that some woman came crashing into his shop, destroying the front. He then took off with her," She explained.
Brunette stared at the demon hunter in disbelieve. It was very out of character fro their mutual friend to run off like that.
"She must be very beautiful," Janette commented.
"Or it's real good money," Lady said.
The two of them continued to drink and chatted about odd topics until Debbie came and join the women after she had dinner and a drink with her husband. The women got around each with Janette ordering some food for herself.
It was about eleven when the doctor parted from the pub to return to her room at the boarding house.
Janette quietly open the door to barding house as she didn't want to wake up the owner of the boarding house .
"Be out drinking again?" voice echo through the entrance hallway.
"Good evening ," Janette greeted. "I thought you would be asleep by now,"
"I was just about to but I heard someone coming in," The old woman said. "What did you have for dinner?" She asked.
Janette paused for a moment trying to remember what she did have for dinner.
"Seeing that can not remember what you had come and have some leek and potato soup," ordered, opening her door to her apartment.
The apartment's living room was the same size as her room. Sitting in centre of the back was fireplace with a dyeing fire in the hearth. Over it was large iron pot. Sitting in this was 's leek and potato soup that Janette loves.
There was nothing special about the soup. It was a soup that that made every two or three months. It was the first proper meal in Ckville after living there for four months. It was the testiest meal she had ever had in her life. It had become her favourite meal.
The two of them sat together at 's table eating a bowl of soup and talking about their day.
Once the meal was finish Janette insisted that she washed the bowls before heading up to her room to sleep.
Janette finally reaches her room immediately stripped herself of her clothes.
She first removed her girdle then tugged the ties of surcoat, not fully undoing but enough so she pull green article of clothing over her head. That left her in off white shirt, trousers and dark boots, there were all quickly removed as well. There were replaced with old work shirt of Ryan's that only came to her mid tights. (If court could see her now most if them would be dead.)
Janette throw her clothes over footboard but kept her girdle tying it to her headboard. She jumped into bed after tying her girdle. Janette lays in bed running her hand over faded yellow girdle until she fell asleep.
When morning came, Janette was woken up by knocker-upper* Pete. She got up the wented to the window and open it.
"I'm up Pete. Thank you," She called softly to the man on the streets below.
She close the window and got dressed.
On the way to the hospital Janette stopped by a bakery to grab a roll for breakfast.
The roll was finish by time she got to hospital.
Janette was greeted by the night curses that were still on duty on her way to 's office.
"Morning Viji," Janette greeted.
"It's that time already," greeted back.
"Long night?" Janette asked.
"There were two deaths," Viji informed the younger doctor. "It was Elaine and Old Jason," She clarified.
Elaine was a first-time mother who had a very difficult labour and Jason was just old.
"This the paperwork done for them?" Janette asked.
"Yes. I just have to file them away," The other doctor replied.
"Leave that to me, I'm sure Shoko would be happy to see her mother before she goes to sleep," Janette smiled.
Viji returned the smile with her own tried one.
The older doctor gathered her things as Janette took the patients' file and filed them way.
Once the files were put a way Janette started her rounds the wands. And when the rounds were done is when Janette's day actually started.
" !" A nurse shouted from the entrance hall.
She darted from the second floor to hall at front hospital. At the door to the hospital was a group of people were filtering in. By their dress Janette could tell that they labourer that must have been working on Ckville's cathedral restoration. And judging by the state of the group there was large incident at the site.
"How many?" Janette asked as rushed over to help the nurses.
"Five bad ones!" Debbie shouted from outside the hospital. "About seven minors! We can handle those one!" She continued on as lead the patients into the hospital. "The worst of them is in cart at the back. I've ready sent someone to get Vilho,"
Janette rushed to the house pulled cart to see how bed the patient was. The man was laying his back, groaning in pain. It was quite clear that his right side of his body had been crushed. The doctor claimed into the cart so she could examine the injury more closely. She summoned her magic to examine the arm.
'No use, the arm is completely destroyed it must be amputated off,' Janette thought as she moved down the body. 'Ribs are crushed but none are broken and the organs are just bruised, nothing that a healing magic couldn't fix. His leg isn't that bad as his arm but it would need a lot of time and magic,'
"Debbie!" Janette yelled. "Prepare for an amputation! Right arm!" She clarified.
Janette jumped off the cart once it was stopped at the hospital's door. She order the able body men that came from cathedral site to help unload the man from the cart to a room on the bottom floor of the hospital. The room was far at the back of the hospital so other patients couldn't hear the screaming.
The room was already prepare for the amputation. The men place their colleague on the operation table. Some stayed once their colleague was on the table so they could help hold him down when the amputation started.
Janette tear off the man's shirt so she access his right arm better.
"Hold him down!" She ordered as she tied a piece of string to cut off of the man's circulation.
All of the me nodded and stepped closer to the table. Janette grabbed a saw from the desk beside the operation table. She began to cut through the flesh of the elbow causing the man to jerk up and scream out. The men die their jobs and held down the patient.
It took four hours to saw of the man's arm and to close the cut. It took a further two hours to heal the man's torso and leg. Once she was finish the man was transported to a bed in a wand.
Janette was tired but there were still patients to attend to. It was night when she finished with all the patients. Vilho ordered her home since she did most of the work today.
For once Janette didn't argue with her teacher and left the hospital. Though she didn't go home but inserted she went to Crue's Cellar for a nice meal.
As normal Lady was sitting at the end of the bar drinking as she waited for a job.
"Evening Janette," Lady greeted. "God, you look tried," She commented.
"I feel it," Janette replied.
A plate was placed in front of her with a tankard. Janette look at the plate in confusion.
"I haven't ordered anything yet," Janette stated in confusion.
"It's on the house," The bar maid said. "We've heard what happened at the cathedral and you've earned this," She added on.
"Thank you," She said before digging into the roast dinner.
Lady pouted at her friend before ordering her own meal.
"Good evening ladies," The voice of Morrison greeted them from behind them.
Both women turned to face the old info broker.
He strolled over to the bar where they were sitting. He removed his cigar from his dark lips before talking more.
"It's a rare site to see you here, ," He said.
"Vilho ordered me to go home," She told him.
Morrison looked around the rowdy pub.
"This strange home," He said as took another puff of his cigar.
The ladies laughed at him.
"Do you have any jobs for me?" Lady asked.
The old man became strangely silent for a moment as he took a long drag.
"There hadn't been any demonic jobs for the last week or so," Morrison said. "I've heard from other that demon attacks across the world have stopped," He explained.
The women looked at him in shock.
"A lot of them have gone to Mallet," He added.
"That's strange," Lady stated.
"Yeah," Janette mumbled.
"Let's hope whatever party they having it ends soon so my business doesn't go under," A voice said from straight behind Janette causing her to jump. The person that voice belonged to, wrapped an arm around her neck. "How's my favourite doctor?" He asked softly into her ear.
"Dante," Janette sighed.
She turned to her head to see the infamous demon hunter lending his head on her shoulder, with a big grin across his face.
"You asshole!" Lady yelled at the man, jumping up from her chair. "Where did you disappear to for two weeks!? And don't you dare ask me for money to fix your shop!" she added.
Dante held his arms up in a surrender.
"I won't be needing to borrow any money from you and I will be you back the money I own you," Dante said.
Lady looked at him like he had grown a second head.
"What?" Lady replied.
"I got a lot of items from the job. I'm going to sell them in the next week?" Dante told her.
Lady sat back in her chair grumbling 'I like to see that day'.
The demon hunter returned his attention back to the young doctor sitting in front of him.
"It's surprise to see you see, Janette," He said.
"Just stopping by for some dinner before going home," She told him.
A cough came from behind Dante.
"Oh yeah," He mumbled. "Everyone this is Trish, my partner," He introduced her.
He lifted his arm up so the blonde woman could step under it.
"Hello," Trish said.
The woman was beautiful. Her long blonde hair ended around her waist and she had bright eyes. Her clothes were the most thing that made her stand out. A black corset that left nothing to the imagination and low riding tight trousers.
'I thought what Lady wore was revealing,' Janette thought.
"It's nice to meet you Trish," Janette said. "I'm Doctor Odette Janette Lace but I prefer to be called Janette," She introduced herself to Trish with a handshake.
"It's nice to meet you too, doctor," Trish said, returning the handshake with a smile.
Morrison and Lady stayed quite as the both noticed eerily similarities between Dante's new partner and the drawing of his mother on his desk.
"And this Morrison, a info broker, he's also like agent to me," Dante introduced Morrison himself. "And this is Lady, a fellow demon hunter," he introduced her as well.
"He owns me a lot of money," Lady stated.
Trish laughed that Lady's comment which cause Dante frown.
Then the door of the pub was flung open, silencing the whole pub. Stood in the doorway was a young city guard, Joe. He was a good kid, he tried his best to stop fights and keep the peace . He was out of breath.
"What's wrong Joe?" A man asked.
"Mun… M-Mundus…" he puffed out.
"What about that bastard?" Another said.
"H-he's dead!"
The pub became silent again but this time for another a reason.
"Mundus is dead!" Joe repeated. "Mundus has been killed by Nelo Angelo in coup d'e!"
The room was stunned.
"And it turns out that Nelo Angelo is actually Sparda's eldest son!" Joe stated.
Mumbling started through out the room. No one could believe what the young guard had just said but everyone knew that he wasn't one to cry wolf.
"Well then," Dante raised his voice. "I guess it's time to celebrate the death of Mundus!" He shouted raising a drink.
Everyone followed with cheer and raise of their own drink. The pub owner yelled that drinks were on the house for the night. Everyone started to drink, sing and dance.
But it just wasn't the Grue's Cellar that were celebrating. All across Ckville, Prildo Ira and the world were celebrating the death of Demon Emperor. All a part the royal court of Quebel. They knew that they would be next.