"Who's there?" Normal speech.
"Oh, my familiar, who exist in this universe or beyond." Spell or supernatural voice.
'Who cares?' Thoughts
This fic was heavily inspired by "Prophet of the Void" and "Herald of the Void" which I quite enjoyed, go check them up because their good, but I felt we had already used all the Warhammer possibilities, so I've decided to try something with a real life mythology, it might end up even better, after thinking what religion I would use, I declined for the Egyptian, but I may make a Norse version of this story or maybe even an Abrahamic one later.
In a distant dimension, gods were fighting.
They were the members of the Egyptian pantheon and the fight was one between Ra's gods and Apep and his demons.
One of them, Lerothopet, was one of Apep's children, one of his stronger sons, but still inferior to his evil father, who served under him as a lesser god of darkness and chaos.
He had received a fatal injury courtesy of his own mother, Bast who conceived him under rape like his siblings, for only the wicked or the mad would willingly mate with the Lord of Chaos.
The Chaos God curled its serpentine body in pain, feeling bitterness welling up inside him.
'Who cares if I'm going to die? No one has ever cared about me in my entire life. My own mother hates me for having been conceived in a rape and for being the son of the Lord of Chaos. I would be foolish in the extreme to think Father cares for me beyond just being his pawn and loyal warrior, our army only sees me as their general and my enemies are well… enemies.' He thought.
"Oh, my familiar, who exist in this universe or beyond." A young voice said
"Who's there?" The serpent said, coughing up a bit of blood.
"My Sacred, Divine, Powerful familiar, I call upon you upon time, space and worlds." The voice continued.
'A familiar summoning?' He thought, from what he could gather…
"Oh, familiar don't hurt me. Come here to love and be loved by me."
"…" He had no response, he was losing consciousness, his life ebbing away.
"Oh, forces of Chaos and Void bring my familiar to me." The voice finished and the last thing he felt before falling into the dark was the alien magic swallowing him whole.
An explosion had once again happened by Louise the Zero. The pain and humiliation left her disheartened, but as the smoke cleared she saw that she had, in fact, managed to summon something.
It was a Gigantic snake, seriously the thing was around the size of a gigant basilisk.
It also looked dead, giant gashes filling its body and dropping gallons of blood into the grass.
"This thing is my familiar…" Louise said.
"She summoned a dead snake, that's Louise the Zero for you."
"You think maybe she killed her own familiar with that explosion?"
"Enough, please Miss Louise, complete the contract now." The teacher interrupted.
"But professor Colbert, The snake arrived dead and besides…"
"Besides nothing Miss Valliere, the ritual is sacred and can only be done once, just try making the contract please, it might heal it."
"Okay…" Louise said, and walking over the blood she went up to the beast's snout.
"Pentagram of the five elements, bless this being and make it my familiar." And she kissed it in the snout's mouth.
Power surged through the body. Magical power. It jerked the body up, awakening dormant, damaged systems, flowing through the divine serpent's body, into the mind, as it sought to bind the Chaos Lord to the caster.
Ancient fail-safes and divine pride as a Chaos god were detected, and the magic installed an explanation that would ensure the obedience of the familiar to the new master.
Only one race could command the loyalty and unfailing obedience of the Lords of Chaos.
Another God. A deity of Chaos even greater than the one being bound.
A great surge of power flowed through the warrior, awakening his mind from unconsciousness and thus reviving his sense albeit at a slow pace. The strange power managed to make him recover from some of the damage that he sustained from his earlier battle but only some of it.
Instead of power (or perhaps, besides power) he was given life that he can start anew but he knew very well that this would also cost him undying allegiance and loyalty. A new patron god had given him the gift of life but who would give him such a gift despite his earlier failures?
Regardless of who the god was that revived him, only a god of chaos could ever give him the gift of life from his death.
The eyes of the familiar glowed brightly in a dark purple like a flame in the dark, many of his injuries healed. It immediately began to try standing and Louise fell back when it began to do so.
Louise finally stood up and dusted off the dust and dirt away from her school uniform and began looking at the familiar as it examined its surroundings and then looked down at her.
"What…are my tasks, my master?"
Louise only stood in shock at the sheer amount of evil and power that came from the voice. She stood in fear and awe as the large snake looked down at her, piercing through her soul with its fiery gaze. She couldn't help but feel amazed and shocked in her surprise that her own familiar spoke to her.
"W-W-What in Founder's name are you…?"
The chaos serpent was confused as to see his own newly made patron god a human or in human form while also fearing him as if he was death incarnate. Seeing as she was most likely going to be confused on his chaos name, he would have to use his name in the normal way.
Gazing at the young god(dess?) before him, he was silent a little while before answering, needing to know the best way to answer. The goddess was obviously in human form, surrounded by humans, so perhaps using the human designation of him was appropriate.
"Lerothopet, The Chaos Storm"