CHAPTER 6

the observer

He could only watched with both amusement and envy how 'the zero' had such an disobeying, but at the same time powerful familiar. Louise had destroyed another classroom, another spell of her's that had exploded. They had all been blasted away. They had survived, by the looks of it, the room hadn't.

Louise was screaming at her familiar to clean up the mess, which he seemed to ignore. It was expected when she drew her wand, her short temper being famous, and cast a spell. The familiar didn't react at all and the spell hit its mark. The other and he, the spectators, waited with batted breath for the familiar to reemerge, had he been injured or even killed? The smoke and dirt cloud cleared, showing an intact and uninjured familiar. The only difference seemed to be his hair, which had been ruffled by the explosion.

The familiar gave her a scowl and she seemed to shrink back into herself. It didn't take long for the guys and girls behind him to laugh, making fun of her inability to use spells and control her familiar. The familiar turned his head and the glare was now redirected at them.

It was the first time that he felt so inferior, so small and unimportant and so scared, so terrified that he wished to crawl away or hide behind someone. The glare was truly terrifying. For a second he had sworn he had seen a demonic mask on his face, its teeth bared, two blade like horns pointed at the front and two horrifying eyes, golden in color. Those eyes promised a slow, with torture filled death.

Someone behind him screamed, or had he done so? Many scrambled away, some stayed out of bravery or out of fear, too petrified to move. He stayed as well, not out of any of the above, but out of curiosity. What, no who was this familiar, how did he act, what made him tick? All those question run through his mind.

The familiar turned around to look back at his master, which she pretty much wasn't since she couldn't control him, which probably no one would ever be able to do, control the orange haired familiar.

He heard them talk.

"Louise, I am not your slave. You can't command me to do your bidding. That does not mean that I will never follow them, but they will have to be logical and the situation fitting. I will not follow your orders when it has something to do with you making a mess and not wanting to tidy it up. This order was only verbalized since you didn't want to do the work."

Louise looked back at the destroyed classroom and her shoulders slumped. If he calculated right, she wouldn't be finished even if she had a week. He had heard that she was not allowed to do magic, not that it would have brought her anything, since she wasn't able to do a single spell correct.

She looked back at her familiar, pleading, but he did not seem to be affected. Her shoulders slumped the second time and she dejectedly turned around to start cleaning the classroom. The familiar stood still for a while, before he started to move and help her clean. She looked at him surprised, probably thinking that he wouldn't help.

"I never told you that I would not help. I only said that I would not do it alone, because you were too lazy." She gave him a small smile and he gave a nod before both started to return to their parts. The familiar soon spotted their spectators, still looking at the event from behind. His eyes narrowed.

"You may help or you disappear. And don't start with such arguments that should be done by maids and commoners. Are you so weak that you aren't able to do nothing yourself? Magic does not enable you to cook, or clean. If no commoners existed anymore, than what would you do? You probably wouldn't be able to even survive. In all probability you just won't help since you don't even know how to do such a thing. I really am glad to have at least gotten a master that is able to somehow take care of herself. Do you perhaps even need aid when you go to relief yourself? You are all so pathetic. You should appreciate the work of the so called commoners more."

I didn't know what to think. On one hand I was angry that he had insulted me, or more like all of nobility, on the other hand I knew that at least some of his words were true. Many became angry and started to shout.

"Then prove yourself. Are you able to clean up without even an ounce of magic?" He asked them in a mocking tone. He was surprised how dumb and hot blooded most nobles' children were. He had goaded all of them to do their work and they had been caught like a fish biting into the bait. He shrugged his shoulders before deciding to help as well. He, it would seem, was hotheaded as well, he was a child of a noble after all.

It took a few hours to clean the room but they had finished at last. He didn't like how he was sweating but somehow he, after taking a look around the room, had a feeling of accomplishment. He looked around the room and felt satisfied with himself. Still he was tired. He had never known how truly hard such things were without magic. He truly pitied the commoners for having to do such hard work every day.

"Isn't it a good feeling to be able to accomplish something without the help from anything? Look around the room. This was not done with magic; it was done solely with your strength. You did this all on your own. Isn't it satisfying? With your magic it would of course be much easier, but you also would have never really notice how satisfying it could be to do something with your hands. With magic it would probably only have taken an hour and you would have never even need your strength. Would you have felt satisfied with your hard work? No, because you wouldn't have to work hard. Now you see results of your hard labor and you can fully harvest and appreciate your hard work and its results."

He couldn't help but smile; he noticed others doing the same. Louise still looked quiet confused but she still accepted the water when a maid that had notice them working had brought them refreshment.

"You all did very well." She praised with a big smile on her face. She probably would have never guessed that nobles would ever do hard labor.

"Yes you did well" The familiar said. Without knowing why, they had all given him a big smile that he returned, something that stunned them.

The familiar and Louise left. He followed them shortly after.

"I would have never thought that the others would have helped us. They never did so before." Louise stated with big eyes.

"You need to learn, know and use their weakness against them. The nobles here all possess a fatal flaw, pride. Where I come from there is a story about the seven flaws, we call them the seven deadly sins. They are:

LUST

GLUTTONY

GREED

SLOTH

WRATH

ENVY

PRIDE

They represent the worse feelings that human can have and that will destroy them. Pride is a dangerous one. A bit of pride is not wrong, but too much may cause you to fall. If you have too much pride, you believe yourself to be always right, to always know better. In battle it can get you killed to think yourself better than others. You will not hear their opinion and may run into traps that may cost you your life and could have been avoided. Or you may believe yourself to be better and without the need of a group. You may start to wander around alone, which is one of them most dangerous actions one can take. In battle you can never truly be alone. War is not a duel, there won't be always only one enemy to fight and there is no fairness. You will be attacked by many and without help you will not survive.

Pride can cloud ones judgment, the same for the other seven deadly sins. You should take care to remember and avoid them. They often lead the ones around you and yourself to death." The familiar finished his speech, his gaze fixed at Louise, and Louise slowly nodded, understanding the importance of what her familiar had told her. After a long stretch of silence she began to speak again.

"Thank you for helping me" It was a quiet whisper, almost inaudible.

He gave her a smile. "Of course I would help you. I may not know you all that much, but I know that you have lived through many hard situations and I have the feeling that there are many more to come. I do not do this for 'my master'. I did this for you, someone that I have started to regard as a partner, a companion, maybe even a little sister. You remind me of someone back home. She also had a pretty bad temper and she was also part of a noble family. She was prideful and hotheaded, but do you know, when it was truly important she was there for me and I for her. We helped each other and survived many battles."

"Do you think that I am like her?" Louise looked like she was unsure what to feel. It almost looked like she was smiling and grimacing at the same time. The familiar seemed to notice this as well.

"No, you are not her and you will never be. You are your own person, with your own character and looks. Your characters may resemble each other, but that does not mean that you will ever be the same. I did this not because I see her in you, but because I felt that you, like she, possess a good heart. I had the feeling that you are someone that I can trust to watch my back like I will watch yours."

She gave him a big smile before quickly hiding it again. A noble should always keep their composure.

"Thank you" was whispered a second time. He gave her a smile.

The tender moment was destroyed when he ruffled her hair, something that she did not seem to like, since her face started to turn red with murder written in her eyes. The familiar's smile became mischievous and he quickly turned around and made a run for it. She was also quick to draw her wand and run after him trying to hit him with any spell, they all seemed to explode anyway.

He was left alone with his thoughts, turning back to the conservation that he had 'overheard' (cougheavesdroppedoncough). He had listened to something rather interesting and he was sure that he would most likely be able to use it someday.

That however was a story for another time.

He is just another student in the academy, no one special, if you wonder which point of view I have used

This chapter is for someone that I had promised to explain Ichigo's and Louise's relationship.

The next Chapter will me about Count Mott

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