Okay so this took longer than I thought it would. This kind of takes a weird turn when the POV shifts to Louise, but there is a reason for that. This entire fic is going to be extremely weird. But I hope that you enjoy this all the same. This also ends the first chapter.

Chapter One (Part Three)

Osmond stared at the familiar that was currently in front of him. Every instinct in his body told him that he didn't want to be there and yet here he was. It was strange, he reasoned, that the familiar had come so willingly to speak to him. He still remembered the pale look that was on Colbert's face as he quickly left the room. Osmond cleared his throat, trying hard not to stare at the familiar that was lacking clothes. There were more important things to do, like having to figure out the goal of the familiar.

Yes, that was the most important thing for Osmond to do. To ensure that his students would be safe, and they wouldn't have to worry about… whatever the young Vallière had summoned. He still couldn't quite believe what the Colbert had said about the familiar. He cleared his throat again. It wasn't like him to get nervous. And yet here he was, nervous without really meaning to be.

The familiar seemed to be able to sense it. Osmond could see the twitch of her lips as if they wanted to curl into a smile. She waited standing there, watching Osmond. There was no hint of malevolence in those eyes of hers. Only a disinterest that just shouldn't belong on a face so similar to Louise's.

"I must ask, what are you intentions?" That was a good, question, a rather simple question. The familiar quirked a single elegant eyebrow, staring at Osmond as if he had just said something rather insulting. Osmond knew that the familiar actually heard the underlining tone of question. 'What are you intentions towards my students?'

The familiar was smart, Osmond knew that. It was probably the most intelligent being that Osmond had come into contact with. It tapped its foot against the ground, trying to figure if Osmond's question was even worth answering or not. "My intentions are only to help, nurture, and care for my master. As long as the students do not try to harm her, I will refrain from harming them."

Osmond nodded. He wanted to argue that it should be left in the hands of the faculty, but he knew that there was little they could do. It still brought up the question of why the familiar had targeted Professor Colbert. As if reading his mind, the familiar spoke again. "He got too close to Louise. He is too stained for me to allow him near her. The other reason is, I was hungry."

"Hungry?" He questioned, not really understanding. The familiar nodded.

"Yes, I can feed off anything I so wish. But certain "things" fill me up more than other things." And that had answered another question of Osmond's. What did the familiar eat? He was learning quite a bit it seemed. The familiar waited to see if Osmond had any more questions, but it didn't seem that he did.

Shrugging, the familiar turned on its heels, leaving the room even though Osmond had dismissed it. He watched it leave, running a hand through his beard. He wasn't sure what to make of the familiar. It was a strange creature, intelligent but disinterested in the world around it. He wondered if it even registered the Humans around it, or if it just saw them as a means to an end. One thing Osmond could say was that it wasn't inherently malevolent. Perhaps to Humans it was malevolent, but in the grand scheme of things it wasn't.

Osmond leaned back, closing his eyes. He would have to call in favors among the courts of the kingdoms. It wouldn't do for them to antagonize Miss. Vallière. He sighed, looking out the window. He was getting too old for this.

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Louise slowly awoke. She had been dreaming. Though she didn't know if she would call it a nightmare or a dream. She wasn't exactly sure. In fact she couldn't remember a whole lot from the dream. Just an endless desire to hunt and eat, to consume beings of immense power. A chill went down her spine as Louise tried to remember more of her dream. Images flashed through her mind threatening to short circuit her brain. She willed the memory to go away, but not before some damage was done.

It was born form a black hole. It was primordial and it hungered. It hunted beings much greater then it, trapping and tricking them. The being would devour them, growing and gaining strength. Louise wished she hadn't remembered the dream. For only a brief second she remembered the true form of the creature, and it threatened to send her into insanity. She didn't know if she screamed, she didn't know anything until she felt arms wrap around her and pull her into something warm. A voice spoke softly in a language that she didn't understand, but that served to sooth her.

Slowly Louise relaxed into the arms of the person that were holding her. She couldn't hear a heartbeat, but she didn't question it. Slowly Louise looked up, only to be startled by the face that stared back at her. It was her own face. Even though the hair was a different color and the eyes were different. Louise suddenly realized that they were in the infirmary. Yet it was quiet. Too quiet, especially when Louise realized that the girl in front of her had no clothing on.

A blush covers her entire face and she looks away from the girl. "Are you feeling better now master?" The girl questioned. The question served only to make Louise's eyes widen.

"Master?" She questioned, as if she couldn't quite believe what the girl had said. The girl nods her head. And suddenly Louise remembered that she had summoned a familiar. But said familiar hadn't looked like this. In fact Louise couldn't remember what it had looked like, as if there was a barrier around the memory.

She felt bone chilling hands gently cup her cheeks, turning her head so she started into her supposed familiar's eyes. They were red, with the white completely black. It was disturbing, especially when the iris was slit like it was. She stared, wondering why her familiar had done what she had done. After a few seconds, the familiar dropped her hands, allowing Louise to turn her head away again.

"Good, it doesn't seem like there is any lasting harmful effects." The familiar says clinically. What sort of lasting effects would she be suffering from? Louise wasn't exactly sure. "Also if you are going to call me something, don't call me familiar." Louise blinked. "You may call me Ry'leah." Finally Louise turned back to stare at the fami… Ry'leah. Looking at her now, Louise could see Ry'leah's body was as similar as her own. She couldn't help but wonder why.

Before she could ask, Ry'leah placed her index finger on her lips. It stopped her from speaking, and allowed her to watch as her familiar tilted her head. She watches as her familiar then gets off the bed. "Where are you going?" She questioned.

Ry'leah turned to stare at her master, smiling a rather sweet smile that did little to reassure Louise. "I'll be by your side, but it seems like you have friends." With that Louise watched as the body of her familiar seemed to vanish. Even though Louise couldn't see her, she could still feel the presence of her. She didn't have time to contemplate it, as the door to the infirmary opened, revealing two people she wasn't expecting to see.

"What are you two doing here, Tabitha and Kirche?" The question slipped out of her mouth. Tabitha didn't answer, leaving only Kirche to answer.

"What do you mean Louise?" Kirche questioned. "We decided to come visit you. It's not like I can't be worried for you." The words that came out of Kirche's mouth horrified Louise. They horrified her, because it was something that Kirche would never have said. "At least that's why I'm here. Tabitha was mostly curious about your familiar." She looked around, trying to find said familiar.

"It's still here, but I don't think you are going to find it." Louise sighed, settling in for the questions that she knew that she was going to answer. Louise could feel the presence of her familiar in the back of her mind and it helped to reassure her. When the two of them had left, her familiar appeared once again in front of her.

Something was different about her though. Her eyes shone with a hunger that caused Louise to feel like prey. Slowly the girl slid closer, and Louise found she couldn't move. She was suddenly pinned to the bed. This seemed to kick start her brain and she struggled against her familiar. It was too no avail, as the familiar had a surprising amount of strength in her body. "What do you want?" She could only question.

"Food, more specifically your blood." Ry'leah answers. Louise could only blink, before going pale. Louise didn't understand, she understood that there was a reason Ry'leah needed her blood. "It's because it will be the quickest thing to fill me up. I've been locked away for eons upon eons. I'm hungry and my power has waned." The annoyance was clear in her voice. "I'm sure you would rather I didn't eat the people here. So your blood is the next best thing."

Of course Ry'leah never told her that she would also be siphoning her magic. There were multiple ways to do that. One way was something that she was sure Louise had no experience with and was a lot more physical. Another way would lead to the death of Louise and Ry'leah didn't want that. So that left Louise's blood. And even that option would be painful. Only painful because Ry'leah could just substitute on blood. She wasn't a vampire. She would be taking a piece of Louise's flesh. And she would have to heal the wound she made after. The purely pleasurable and painless option was one she knew Louise never would agree too. Not yet at least. Ry'leah felt disgusted that a being of her power had been reduced to this, but it had happened.

Louise watched the familiar above her. She hadn't gone to drink her from her yet, meaning she was waiting for permission. Finally Louise nodded, and it was this next moment that Louise regretted even agreeing. Pain, pain like thousands of knives assaulted her. It was a pain that would have driving a harden veteran insane. It spread through her whole body like fire. Coursing through her veins like boiling venom.

It was so bad that she wasn't sure what she had done after. She was sure that she had screamed or perhaps she hadn't. She wasn't sure, she only knew that when the pain stopped, her familiar had blood around her mouth. She didn't want to acknowledge that she could see her flesh disappear into the familiar's mouth. Instead, she closed her eyes going unconscious from the pain.

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Ry'leah was feeling immense pleasure. She knew that her master housed power. And that same magic was coursing through her, fueling her and she could slowly feel her power return. Around her, the candles flickered. Black tendrils seemed to rise from the ground, wreathing as if they were rejoicing. And she could feel them.

A disturbing smile goes across her face. She could feel the ones who had imprisoned her. They were here on this planet. They were here and she would get her revenge.