Infection in Halkeginia (Original Version) Bonus chapter

by Hazor19825

The original 7 chapters of Infection in Halkeginia with a bonus chapter of my other experimental crossover involving Alex Mercer

7. Chapter 7

Disclaimer: I do not own Prototype or Familiar of Zero

Infection in Halkeginia

The Staff of Destruction

"Remind me what we're doing here again?" Derflinger asked.

"I told you, we're hunting Fouquet down." Collin irritably slapped at a tree branch that threatened to poke him in the eye.

"Ah alright." The sword fell silent.

"What? That's it? No reprimanding me for chasing after a murderous thief? No advice to let the adults do the job?"

"Heck I'm just a sword, what do I know? Want something cut? I'm your guy. Want something stabbed? Sure thing. But life advice? Not my job." Derflinger replied bluntly.

What a strange sword. Collin found Derflinger's simplicity quite refreshing; and honestly he was jealous. The sword knew its purpose and was content to be used as a tool. He on the other hand had no idea what his purpose was, doubly gifted with the power of the runes and the virus he was unsure as to what he was to do.

Collin paused in his search, the sound of crunching leaves faded away as he took a good look around. This was the furthest he had ever gone into the forest beside to the academy. The trees here looked different from those he had grown accustomed to in his recent forays into the forest, the trees were older and a richer colour; they also emitted an aura of magic - even he would not like being out here in the night.

After confirming that Fouquet had gone into hiding in the forests he had immediately retrieved Derflinger and set off on his own manhunt. He couldn't shake the feeling that Fouquet somehow knew about him and he wanted to find out why.

The academy had faded into the horizon half an hour ago, the tall trees hiding the towers. That didn't worry him though; it would be simple enough to find his way back again. What pissed him off was that he was no closer to locating Fouquet.

Everywhere he looked he saw moss, dirt, tree bark and ferns. The damp smell of decomposing leaves and dirt filled his nose. His noisy passage through the forest had scared away all the animals in sight so he was all alone. With his infected vision he could make out what looked like a deer just beyond his normal sight- making sure to steer clear of the intruder to its home.

Collin focused within himself. Finding that strange sensation again he released it in a large pulse. In an instant he was assaulted by an avalanche of information. He could see, for lack of a better word, everything within a 500 meter radius. Every tree, animal and rock. The downside was that he couldn't make out the details, only the black and red outlines.

"Damn it." He cursed and kicked a rock, watching it sail high into the air and out of sight ripping a good number of branches on the way.

"Hey partner. You're doing that crazy bat thing again?" Derf asked.

"I told you, bats work by sonar or sound as you would understand. What I'm doing... I can't really understand it to be honest. All I know is that it'll help me track down Fouquet." Collin began his trek again.

"That's some cool skill you have there partner. You've gotten better at it too it seems."

Collin grimaced as he recalled his failed experiment with the hunter pulse. The first time he had done it his senses were completely overwhelmed and he had nearly fainted, dropping to his knees and gripping his head in agony. Now he could pick out specific things if he focused. He was evolving, becoming a better hunter. He pushed aside the reason as to the purpose of this adaptation.

"Hey I've never asked but what are you?" Derflinger suddenly asked.

"Huh?"

"I've been wielded by humans, elves, dwarves, vampires, orcs and countless other species. You don't feel like a human and yet you do at the same time. I can't put my pommel on it." Derflinger said, oblivious to Collin's apparent discomfort.

"Not human huh? I guess I never told you." Collin never intended to keep it a secret from Derf. I wonder how he'll react. "I'm a human infected with a virus that turned me into... This."

"Oh okay."

Collin paused mid stride "Okay? That's it?"

"Like I said, I'm a sword. Stuff like that doesn't bother me. Besides, I've seen weirder stuff happen in the last 6000 years. I think. Everything goes fuzzy after a couple centuries back"

6000 years! That was the first Collin had heard Derf talk about its past. "You think?" He asked weakly, the magnitude of his age was staggering.

"Hey when you've reached my age then you can talk to me about my bad memory!" Derf said indignantly.

Collin shook his head in wonderment. His life seemed to be choked full of surprises.

One more time. If there's still nothing I'll head back and start in another direction. Sending out another hunter pulse he grinned as this time the return pulse carried something besides plants and dirt. He sensed a strong concentration of magic. Gotcha.

Xxxxxxxxx

Siesta hummed a merry tune to herself as she bustled around clearing up the dining hall. The hall was empty of students and only her fellow servants were present, it was just after breakfast.

As she scrapped off the leftover food into the bin attached to her cart she huffed in annoyance, these noble brats were such wastrels. It pained her to see such delicious food go to waste; she had been brought up in a poor family from a poor village and had been taught never to waste anything.

But even this wasn't enough to dampen her mood. Rapidly stacking the cleared plates on her cart with practised ease she wheeled the cart back to kitchen.

"Marteau these are the last ones." She called out to the burly chef.

He nodded his acknowledgement to her even as he continued berating his disciples for being too slow in cleaning their cooking utensils. Ah poor Jacob and Matthew. Siesta shot the two encouraging glances. She remembered her own time under Marteau wing when she asked to learn cooking from him. The head chef was a harsh teacher but his skills were unparalleled.

As Siesta busied herself with washing the dishes she yelped in surprise as she was grabbed from behind.

"You seem to be in a mighty fine mood today Siesta. Come on. Spill it what happened?" A voice purred in her ear.

"Vanessa! Don't do that! I nearly dropped the plates!" Siesta yelped, extricating herself from her friend's grip. Straightening her apron she turned away to hide her blush. "Anyway I don't know what you're talking about."

"Aww come on. Now I know something happened." Vanessa whined as she took a place next to Siesta and helped with the dishes.

"This doesn't have anything to do with the conversation you had with Collin earlier does it?" Another maid, Clara, called out from the other end of the row. This drew the attention on the entire kitchen staff.

Siesta shrank back as hungry eyes all descended upon her. Life as a servant was dull and everyone thrived on gossip. "No! It doesn't!" She desperately tried to defend herself but even she knew her face was giving her away.

She wheezed as a heavy arm was draped over her shoulder. Even Marteau had joined in. "Well I for one think Our Fist and Siesta would make a great couple!" He boomed in his hearty voice, causing siesta to turn even redder. "And I think everyone agrees with me right?"

A chorus of catcalls and cheers answered him.

Another arm draped over her shoulder as Vanessa leaned in. "So come on. Tell us. Did he propose to you?"

"What! No!" Siesta was nearly passing out from her embarrassment. "He agreed to meet with for lunch tomorrow."

With a collective sigh everyone turned back to what they were doing.

The sudden change in atmosphere caught Siesta off guard. She blinked and turned around and was taken aback to see Vanessa and Marteau face-palming and pinching the bridge of his nose respectively. "What?"

"You really are too innocent Siesta." Vanessa sighed. Seeing her friend cock her head in confusion she joined Marteau in pinching her nose in frustration. "You've got to be more aggressive Siesta!" She waved her arms to exaggerate her point. "A lunch is nothing! What you want is to have him in the palm of your hands!"

"Vanessa is right little Siesta. Men are dumb, you need to be more direct or your advances will just go way over his head. Founder knows how many times I missed out on a chance. Why just a few years ago..."

Siesta and Vanessa sweat dropped as Marteau descended into incoherent mutterings and curses.

"Anyway...let Vanessa teach you all about man-hunting."

Siesta swallowed nervously, Vanessa only went into third-person speech when she was up to something.

Xxxxxxxx

Siesta sighed in relief as she finally escaped the clutches of her friend. Her head was swimming with all the information she had crammed into her. She turned beet red for the umpteenth time as she remembered some of the naughtier things Vanessa had instructed her to do. She even promised to lend her some "instructional" books when they got back to the servants' dormitory.

Marteau was also very supportive of her and had given her permission to use the kitchen to prepare lunch. "The way to a man's heart is his stomach." He had said, tapping his nose knowingly.

That brought her back to the task at hand. Collin had earlier asked if she could bring Louise, who was for some reason in the infirmary, a fresh change of clothes. She wondered in it had anything to do with the break in last night. The whole matter was hushed up and the servants didn't dare pry and risk their jobs.

"Zerbst...Bourbon...Lorraine...Vallière." She walked past a row of doors before coming to Louise's. She knocked on the door and waited for a reply. After a respectable amount of time had passed she opened the door slowly. "Pardon the intrusion."

As expected the room was vacant. She frowned as she noticed the layer of dust that had covered the room. She would have to have a word with Diana later. She entered the room and closed the door behind her, heading for the dresser. She paused as she passed Collin's bed. On a whim she picked up his pillow and sniffed it, suppressing a squeal of excitement. Catching herself she quickly put the pillow down as if it were on fire. What am I doing! Clothes Siesta! Clothes!

She opened the dresser and pulled out a fresh Academy shirt. As she pulled out the black skirt a heart stopping thought entered her head. Miss Vallière is a girl right? What if Collin likes her? She panicked for a moment then she remembered the separate beds and heaved in relief. She would not stand a chance against a noble if it came down to a fight. She held the skirt to her chest tightly, a fire had been lit. I just have to get him fast!

But still... Casting a furtive look around and making sure no one saw her she posed in front of the dresser mirror, holding Louise's clothes against her body. The shirt was obviously too small for her and the skirt was shorter than anything she had ever worn. I wonder if Collin would like it?

Xxxxxx

After a bit of fantasizing Siesta finally got down to finishing her assigned task.

As she neared the infirmary she could hear voices coming from inside. One she recognized as Louise's but she couldn't identify the other.

"Where's Collin?" She heard Louise say. Her ears perked up at that and she eagerly pressed her ear closer to the crack in the door. It wasn't uncommon for servants to listen in on their noble's conversations. And the nobles didn't really care either. No sane person would rat on them for fear of magical retaliation.

"He left to get you some clothes earlier. Why? You seem worried?" Replied the unknown speaker.

"It's just... I thought he would be injured after the fight with Fouquet last night."

Siesta's eyes widened. Everyone in school knew that the academy vault had been broken into, but Collin had tried to stop the thief himself? But Collin had seemed perfectly fine when she met him. She strained to hear the conversation even more, shifting the bundle of clothes in her arms so she could press her ear against the crack in the door.

"He did mention something about his familiar runes giving him healing abilities."

"Is that so? I'm glad he's alright then." She heard Louise sigh in relief. "Actually... Henrietta, there's something I wanted to tell you."

Henrietta? Her Royal Highness Princess Henrietta? Siesta's eyes widened to the size of saucers. Eavesdropping on nobles was one thing, but royalty? That was potentially a death sentence! She hurriedly backed away from the door when she was grabbed from behind. She was roughly spun around and slammed against the door. The clothes bundled in her arms were sent flying.

"KYAAA!" She screamed in panic and she stared at the barrel of the pistol aimed right between her eyes.

The wielded of the pistol was an auburn haired lady with fierce eyes. She growled menacingly. "Who are you and why were you spying on her highness!"

Siesta pitifully mewled in fear, unable to form a coherent sentence. She closed her eyes. So this is how it ends.

Xxxxxxx

Louise took a deep breath, gathering her courage. She had failed spectacular in stopping Fouquet. Pledging her power as a void mage was the next best thing she could do. "Actually... Henrietta. There's something I wanted to tell you."

She was interrupted as a loud bang sounded outside the infirmary followed by the sound of a girl screaming.

Louise quickly scrambled for her wand that was lying on the bedside table, pointing it at the door. Henrietta was already on her feet, wand moving and reciting a spell.

"Who goes there!" She ordered between incantations.

"It's me your highness!" Agnes called out. "I caught a someone eavesdropping on your conversation."

"Bring her in then." Henrietta lowered her wand, satisfied that everything was under control.

The door swing open and Agnes entered, roughly shoving a trembling black haired maid in front of her.

A trembling black haired maid that Louise knew.

"Siesta! Is that you?" Louise exclaimed.

The girl raised her head and Louise saw hope glimmered in her eyes as Siesta saw her. "Miss Vallière! Please you have to help me! I didn't mean to eavesdrop. Collin asked me to bring you some clothes." The words tumbled out of her mouth in a frenzy.

Agnes turned to Louise sharply. "You know her?"

"Yes." Louise's eyes narrowed at the rough treatment Siesta was getting. "Please release her."

Agnes turned to Henrietta for confirmation, when she nodded Agnes released her grip on Siesta. "My apologies. Next time try not to get yourself into situation like this okay?"

Grateful to be alive siesta nodded compliantly, nursing her bruised arms. "Thank you for your kindness your highness. Thank you Miss Vallière." She curtsied quickly as she remembered who she was in the company of.

"Think nothing of it." Henrietta smiled reassuringly at her. "Now Agnes, what is it?"

"The headmaster would like to discuss with you how best to report the theft of the staff of destruction to the palace."

Henrietta frowned. "Very well. I shall meet with him at his office." She turned back Louise. "Sorry Louise you had something to say?"

"It can wait your highness. You should attend to more important matters first."

"Alright then. Rest well Louise, I will be by again later."

With that Henrietta swept out of the infirmary with Agnes in tow.

"Ah your clothes!" Siesta exclaimed, rushing out and gathering them up. She handed them over to Louise. "My apologies, they're a bit crumpled."

"Thanks." Louise took the bundle. Under normal circumstances Louise would have never thanked a commoner. But the bond between her and the maid was not as distinct as noble and commoner. Their friendship with Collin had resulted in them spending quite a bit of time with each other after all. "Where's Collin?"

"He said he had something to do so be couldn't come personally."

Louise looked up sharply. No...He wouldn't. "What was he wearing?"

"Huh?"

Louise gripped siesta's hands urgently. "It's important. What was he wearing? Did he have his sword?"

Siesta stepped back nervously. "Yes but I don't -"

Her words were lost to Louise as Louise began to dress in a hurry. That idiot, first he says not to get involved and now he goes off on his. Tearing off her hospital gown she quickly pulled on her uniform. There was no way she was letting Collin put himself in danger again.

"Miss Vallière! What are you doing?"

"I'm going to find him. That idiot went off to find Fouquet." She grabbed her wand from where it was lying on the bedside table and drew her cloak around her neck. As she made for the door she felt someone pulling her back. "Let go of me!"

"No! Collin said to take care of Miss Vallière!"

Louise futilely tried to pry herself from Siesta's hold but the country girl's strength was immense, no doubt due to her upbringing. There was no choice. She pointed her wand directly at Siesta. "This is the last warning commoner." She growled.

At the term 'commoner' Siesta pulled back as if stung. Remembering her status she released Louise and shrank back from the pointy instrument of death.

Louise felt a pang of regret. In all honesty Siesta was probably the closest person she could call a friend, not that she would admit it of course. She swept out of the infirmary leaving a worried siesta behind.

She made her way to the stables; fortunately classes were in session so there was no one to stop her. She opened the shed that housed all the riding equipment. Saddles, stirrups, bridles, halters, reins, bits, harness. She did a mental checklist as she gathered the horse tacks. Lacking apparent magical ability her mother had ensured that her third daughter was at least competent at other activities. Horse riding being one of them.

"Hello there Louise. What are you up to?" A vibrant voice trilled out from behind her, causing Louise to drop everything she was carrying with a loud clatter.

She spun around. "Zerbst! What are you doing here! You're supposed to be in class."

"Well I got bored so I decided to take a look around, imagine my surprise when I see you trying to leave the school secretly!" Kirche leaned against the wall of the stable and crossed her arms smugly.

"It's none of your business." Louise spat as she returned to harnessing the horse.

"Oh and here I thought you were going to find Collin." Kitchen raised her hands and shrugged. "I guess that you are just running away from your epic failure to stop Fouquet."

Louise's ears burned at the snide remark. "For your information I'm just about to go and hunt her down now!" She said indignantly.

"Good. Then we're coming." Kirche said, her voice suddenly losing all mirth. The sudden change in tone made Louise start.

"What?"

"Like I said, we're coming along."

"Why?" She now had Louise's full attention.

"I'm not letting a Vallière one up a Zerbst." She grinned devilishly. "Besides you and Collin interest me a lot." She turned to exit the stable.

Louise shouted after her indignantly. "If you think I'm letting you come with-"

Kirche cut her off. "Oh I don't think that will be a problem. In fact you'll be the one to come with us."

Huh? Louise didn't have time to ask before a gust of wind washed over her followed by the heavy thuds of flapping wings. Louise held her skirt down as Sylphid landed next to Kirche and Tabitha nimbly hopped off.

Kirche clapped her blue haired friend on the shoulders who was, as always, reading a book with a title Louise couldn't even begin to comprehend. "It will be much faster to find Collin on a wind dragon than a horse don't you say Louise?"

Louise gritted her teeth. Kirche had her there. As much as she loathed receiving assistance from her Collin did have a head start on her. An aerial viewpoint would also make it easier to find him. "Fine. Well let's get going then." She made her way to Sylphid but was stopped when Tabitha crossed her staff in front her.

"Eavesdropper." Was all she said in response to the inquiring look Louise shot her, gesturing towards the bushes

Rusting was heard from the bushes and a green haired lady in her twenty climbed out from where she was hiding. Brushing down her robes she adjusted her glasses. "Impressive. Few can detect me unless I choose to reveal myself." Louise recognized her; she was the headmaster's secretary, Longueville

Kirche pointed her wand at her. "Who are you and why were you hiding?"

Louise hurriedly grabbed at her outstretched arm. She hissed. "That's the headmaster's secretary. Don't do anything stupid!"

Kirche's eyes widened slightly before she returned to her usual demeanour. Lowering her wand she shrugged nonchalantly. "What? I can't be bothered to find out about every old coot in this school."

A vein throbbed in Longueville's temple at the word "old" but she chose to ignore the remark. She asked. "So you kids going after Fouquet?"

"What! No! That ridiculous! We would never!" Louise frantically shook her head, hair swishing back and forth rapidly. If she found out she would definitely stop them from going after Collin.

Longueville gave her a stare. "I did just overhear your entire conversation you know."

Louise froze in mid shake. Ah... That's right...

"But don't worry. I'm not here to stop you. In fact I want to help you." She pulled out a sheet of paper from her robes. "According to the commoners around the area, they saw what seemed to be like a person wearing a black hooded cloak entering an abandoned house in the forest. I've been there a few times and know the forest quite well. With this map I'm certain we can catch him."

Tabitha narrowed her eyes. "Why?"

Longvuille had anticipated this question. She smoothly answered. "From what I overheard you three seem to be going after her familiar." She pointed at Louise. "Who is chasing after Fouquet by himself. Who knows how long he has left?"

Louise had grown tired of this conversation. "Fine! There's no time to waste lets go." With that she climbed up Sylphid's back and sat resolutely on the dragons back.

The other three glanced at each other before climbing up beside her. Tabitha took her place at the base of Sylphid's neck. With a light tap of her staff between Sylphid's shoulder blades the dragon quickly took off, ascending rapidly and speeding off towards the forest.

Xxxxxxx

The clacks of Henrietta's flat shoes against the smooth stone floor were drowned out by the heavy clomping of Agnes' sturdy leather boots. They made their way through the curving corridor of the academies. Henrietta sighed to herself. How did a trip to see her best friend end up is such a disaster? She would be facing a lot of headache inducing accusations when she returned to the palace as those opposed to her taking the throne would use this as an excuse to claim she was not ready for such responsibilities.

Louise and Collin... Those two intrigued her. They were hiding something that was for sure. She had brought up Collins healing factor earlier but Louise had nervously evaded the question. She didn't push for an answer though. It would be poor repayment for the loyalty Louise had demonstrated to her.

"Princess!"

"What?" Henrietta snapped out of her thoughts.

"We're here princess."

Henrietta looked beside Agnes to see the ornate oak door to the headmaster's office. Agnes knocked on the door. "Her Royal Highness Henrietta has arrived."

When no reply came Agnes pushed open the door. Henrietta entered after her to see Osmond and Colbert hunched over a crystal ball on Osmond's desk, peering intently at the contents. The room was fairly spacious, with floor to ceiling bookshelves lining like green walls. Henrietta noted that there was wooden desk beside the door that was empty. Probably his secretary's.

Agnes coughed loudly causing the two aged wizards to start. Seeing their guests they immediately bowed. "Greetings your highness."

Henrietta nodded her acknowledgment. "What is so interesting that it has enraptured you two gentlemen to such an extent?" She asked.

Osmond and Colbert shared a nervous glance. They looked like schoolboys that had been caught peeping. "Well... Err... You see..." Colbert said nervously.

"Move out of the way." Agnes brushed aside Colbert who was blocking their sight of the crystal ball. Her eyes widened in surprise. "Princess you have to see this."

Henrietta stepped forward, looking into the crystal ball. She gasped as she saw Louise together with three other females leaving the academy on a blue dragon's back. "Quick! Dispatch a squad to retrieve them!"

Agnes grimaced at the order. "My apologies your highness but we do not possess the ability to catch up to a wind dragon."

Henrietta covered her forehead with her palm. "Founder help them." It was obvious as to why Louise had left the academy. She rounded upon Osmond, eyes blazing. "If you knew that they were leaving why didn't you stop them?"

Osmond tried to placate the frenzied princess. "Not to worry your highness. That blue haired girl is a chevalier of Gallia and the red head is on the Von Zerbst family, their flames are knows to burn extremely bright." He coughed. "Both of them are also classified as triangle mages. Also that green haired lady is my secretary."

Henrietta blinked at that. Being able to stack 3 elements together at such a young age was a common occurrence within royal family members due to the strong linage of their blood originating from Brimir himself but outside of the direct line it was rather rare. She herself was triangle class water Mage.

Agnes on the other hand was not so convinced. "That alone should not be enough to warrant your carefree attitude. Fouquet is also a triangle class Mage with years of experience on top of it." She narrowed her eyes. "Your secretary Longvuille is also out top suspect of being Fouquet though we were unable to locate her until now."

Seeing Osmond shift uncomfortably at the statement Henrietta's eyes widened. She whispered disbelievingly "You knew."

Osmond and Colbert shared a glance. "We are... Interested in Louise and Collin's power. We believe they have the ability to stop Fouquet..." Colbert cast a glance towards Osmond who gave an imperceptible shake of his head. "Any more information than that I believe should be heard from Miss Vallière herself."

Henrietta glared at the two dangerously. "If anything happens to Louise, founder help me, I will have you two responsible." The two shrank back from the terrifying aura Henrietta was emitting. Gone was the dainty flower the nation knew and loved. "Do you two understand the position you're in?" She hissed.

The two rapidly nodded their heads. Agnes smirked as she watched them; this was one reason why she respected the princess so much.

"Now I'll ask and I want a straight answer. What are you planning?"

Osmond sighed in resignation. "Very we'll your highness. I believe you as aware that Miss Vallière has not identified her elemental affinity up till today?"

Henrietta nodded.

"We believe we have: Miss Vallière possesses the legendary power of Void.

Xxxxxxxxx

Collin inspected the clearing from his hiding spot in the bushes. A lone wooden shack stood solitarily in the open space among the trees. A horse was tethered off the edge of the clearing, under the shade of the trees.

"What is a house doing all the way out here?" He wondered out loud.

Derflinger replied. "Probably a woodcutter's shack. It looks abandoned though."

"There's a horse right there. What makes you think it's abandoned." Collin pointed out.

"See those missing boards? They've rotted away in the rain and no one's replaced them. I'd say it's been abandoned for about 7 years."

Collin activated his infected vision and peered at the house. It was empty save for the bright glowing case that he assumed held the staff of destruction.

"Seriously stop that. It's creepy."

"What?" He glanced down at the sword in his hand, which managed to shudder, rattling against its scabbard.

"Don't look at me with those eyes. They go all black and creepy looking." Derflinger whined.

"Oh." He shifted back to his normal eyes. "We'll it looks like there's no one in there. And I don't sense anyone around here."

"It's probably a trap." Derf bluntly pointed out.

Collin nodded. "And we're about to walk right into it"

"We'll let's do it then partner!" Derf cheerfully said.

"Righto." Climbing out of the bushes he made his way to the shack. He paused, no traps yet. He kicked the door in, snapping it right off its hinges and sending it smashing noisily through the shack. The sound of snapping wood echoed about the clearing.

"Whoa there. Overkill partner." Derf murmured appreciatively."

"I had to check if there were any traps." Collin stepped into the dim shack. The inside was spartan. Against a wall was a wooden bed frame missing its mattress and a half ruined clay stove was positioned in the corner. The only other furniture in the room was a table and chair that were currently smashed under the remains of the door. "Well it looks like there's no one home."

Satisfied that the flying door would have set off any traps he walked over to where the case that held the staff of destruction lay on the floor. As he bent to pick it up curiosity got the better of him. I wonder what's so great about this staff. Undoing the clasps on the case he flipped it open and gasped. With shaking hands he carefully picked up the green tube. The runes on his hands glowed and confirmed his suspicions.

"That's the staff of destruction?" Derflinger snorted. "I've seen more impressive brooms! In fact I once knew a guy who assassinated some noble and made his escape all using a broom."

Collin ignored the story about the broom. "That's because this is not a staff. It's a rocket launcher."

"A whatnow?"

Collins reply was cut off as he sensed a huge blast of magic heading right for the shack. Hugging the rocket launcher he threw himself against the wall of the shack, the half rotten boards giving way easily. He got out just in time as the entire shack was demolished by a blast of fire.

Xxxxxxxxx

Fouquet peered over the edge of the dragon, watching the trees whizz by at an astonishing pace. Maybe I should invest in a dragon. It was much faster and would be able to get to places a horse wouldn't be able to. It was also much more comfortable, her backside twinged as she remembered the times where she had to ride for days to lose her pursuers.

She looked back at the youngsters accompanying her and sighed at their incessant bickering. Her plans had been upset once again. She originally intended to return to the school and lead that Vallière girl and her familiar to her hideout. After tinkering with the staff for an hour she was not able to figure out how to make it work. Her last hope was Gandalfr or else she wouldn't be able to sell the staff and all her work would be for naught. And then that troublesome idiot had to go off into the woods himself! She gnawed her teeth in frustration. She had asked to join the girls in the spur of the moment and was trying to salvage the situation.

She felt eyes boring into her and looked up to see the blue haired girl staring at her with dulled eyes. She shivered; she didn't want to know what happened to make a little girl like that. "Erm I think it should be further that way. It's a lot more different from walking so I'm a little lost." Inwardly she was sweating. That girl was a perceptive one; she wondered how long it would be before she smelled something fishy. Her best bet was to fly around and hope Collin saw them and followed them to her hideout.

Suddenly she felt the rock ring on her finger grow warm and vibrate. That was her intruder spell she had cast! He must have somehow found her hideout. She couldn't underestimate him it seemed. No matter, it works to my favour.

"Over there." She pointed to where she knew the clearing would be. "I'm certain it's there."

Without any visible prompting the dragon immediately veered towards the clearing. Much smarter than a horse too. Fouquet admired.

They flew over to the clearing and circled over it a few times. A dilapidated wooden shack and a horse were the only things visible.

Louise and Kirche finally noticed that they had arrived at their destination and promptly ended their heated argument. Louise asked. "So that's where Fouquet in hiding?"

Fouquet nodded. "According to what I've heard."

"Well what are we waiting for? Let's get him!" Louise excitedly said.

Fouquet cast a glance at the petite girl. She had obviously forgotten her reason for coming all the way out here. Now her head was full of grand ideas of returning triumphantly with the infamous thief in hand.

Well too bad for her. She smirked. Like that would ever happen. "We should land further away. We don't want to let Fouquet know we're here."

"Oh. Right." Louise said sheepishly.

After landing and instructing the dragon to stay overhead in case anything happened the party crept through the woods towards the shack. As they neared the edge of the clearing they hide behind some bushes.

"What now?" Kirche whispered excitedly, hand clenching around her wand.

"We see if anyone's home. The horse is there but I'd rather not have Fouquet sneak up from behind us. Can any of you cast a detection spell?"

Tabitha nodded and softly chanted the spell. "One. Inside."

"Okay now we should- what are you doing!" Fouquet exclaimed as Kirche suddenly stood up.

"Sneaking isn't really to my tastes. The von Zerbsts take things head on!" Kirche gave a wild smile before releasing the pre-incanted spell she had cast. With a fierce swipe of her wand she sent a glorious fireball racing towards the shack.

Fouquet watched in horror as the shack was demolished in an instant. The fireball connected with the shack, exploding outwards in a huge plume of smoke and shares of wood. What remained of the shack burned brightly, the dry wood catching fire easily. Dark Smoke billowed out of the ruined home. Her eyes blazed in anger, that idiot fire user had not hesitated to try and kill her. And if not for the protections spells cast on the casing the staff of destruction might have been destroyed. Then she remembered her secondary objective.

Quickly getting up she ran over to the shack, the other three following her closely. She could hear Louise shouting at Zerbst. "What the hell did you think you were doing?"

Before they could get any closer however they heard a voice call out from behind the smoke. "Don't move or else I'll blow you to smithereens."

A figure stepped out of the smoke, the staff of destruction resting on his shoulder and one end pointed right at them. It looked different. The weird attachments on the staff had been folded back to protrude even more and he was looking through one of them at them. Fouquet breathed a sigh of relief. Both of her targets were safe.

"Collin is that you?" Louise asked incredulously.

"Louise?" Collin noticed the others. "Kirche? Tabitha? What are you guys doing here?" He lowered the staff.

Louise answered by running up to him. "What do you think! We're looking for you! Do you know how worried I was?" She rained her tiny fists down on his chest.

Collin looked about awkwardly, unused to seeing Louise so emotional. "Erm thanks?" Then as if it just occurred to him Collin turned to stare at Kirche. "I assume this was your handiwork?" He gestured towards the wreckage.

Kirche gave him a cheeky wink. "I was certain if it were you that you'd be fine."

"Spare me next time please. I barely dodged it." Collin said dryly.

Fouquet felt herself relax. He had only dodged it, not survived the attack. If he could survive that kind of firepower she would be in trouble.

She cleared her throat to catch his attention before introducing herself. "Pleased to meet you Collin. We haven't met before but I'm the headmaster's secretary, Longvuille."

"Ah pleased to meet you." He shook her outstretched hand.

Fouquet noted that he could still easily lift the heavy staff with one hand. "You mentioned earlier that you would attack us with the staff. As far as I know you are a commoner, how do you know how to use it?"

"Oh this thing?" Collin lowered it from his shoulder. "It's no staff. It's a rocket launcher. An m72 law to be exact." the runes feeding him the detailed information.

The four stared at him in confusion, well Tabitha opened her eyes a bit more, and Louise asked the question they were all thinking. "A what?"

Collin blinked. It made sense that they wouldn't have any weaponry close to the ones on earth. He patted the tube. "This thing is a weapon from where I come from. It shoots explosions. Pretty large ones too."

Kirche whistled appreciatively. "If that's true then your home must a fearsome place to live in. No wonder you're so skilled."

Collin flinched. He had almost revealed the fact that he was from another world. He was saved from further discussion by Fouquet asking him. "How do you use it?"

"Easy. Just switch off the safety." He pointed at the switch. "Aim and press this button along the side."

"Fascinating." Fouquet eyed the staff greedily. It was more powerful than she could imagine and easier to use than she expected. Limited perhaps but its destructive potential was apparently as she had heard. "Would you mind passing it to me? I am a member of staff after all."

Colin shrugged and passed the launcher to her. She nodded her thanks. "Now we should leave before Fouquet returns from wherever he went. Collin could you untether the horse, if we bring it with us Fouquet will be easier to catch once the forces from the palace arrive."

Nodding Collin headed over to the horse. Fouquet smirked, time to strike. Hefting the launcher as she had seen him do she aimed at him using the weird instruments on the tube and depressed the button. She felt hot air blast out behind her and nearly lost her balance from the force of the rocket leaving the launcher. She watched in awe as Collin seemed to instantaneously explode, a brightly flash of fire and light spouting on his body. Out of the plume of smoke flew what remained of him, smacking wetly against a study oak tree at the edge of the clearing. The body slid down against the trunk and lay unmoving. Fouquet released the breath she unconsciously held, she wasn't sure if that was enough to kill that freak.

Fouquet heard shouts of surprise and horror from behind her and quickly swivelled around to aim the staff at the girls, not a moment too soon for Tabitha was already casting. "Drop your wands! Or you too will face the power of the Staff of Destruction." She commanded.

Tabitha froze; she slowly lowered her arm and let the staff drop to the ground.

"Call off your dragon too." Fouquet smirked as she saw the girl's eyes tighten before she gave a sharp whistle. Overhead the faint sound of flapping wings could be heard, most likely the dragon pulling out a steep dive.

Over to Tabitha's side Kirche had thrown her wand against the ground in frustration and was gnashing her teeth in anger. Louise on the other hand was dumbstruck. Her wand dropped lifelessly from her hand landing softly on the grass. Her eyes were wide and her mouth opened and closed like a fish, eyes darting from Fouquet to the staff and to Collin. Finally she breathed out. "What did you do?" The words were barely a whisper.

"Louise..." Kirche rested a hand on Louis's shoulder.

"I'll kill you!" Louise suddenly roared and was about to charge at Fouquet when Kirche grappled her, stopping the crazed girl.

"Stop it Louise. That's not going to help us!"

Louise went limp, sagging to her knees. "He can't be dead..."

Her words sent a spark of alarm through Fouquet. She quickly glanced over to where Collin's body still lay unmoving. He has to be dead. Nothing could survive that. But still the fight the previous night was still fresh in her mind.

Keeping the staff trained on the girls she made her way over Collin. As she neared she could see the extent of damage the staff had wrought. The entire left side of his torso was missing, the side where the staff had hit. His left arm was shredded from the elbow down and his thigh was missing a good chunk. There was little blood as the immense heat from the explosion instantly cauterize the wounds. Fouquet knelt beside him and placed a finger on his neck, feeling for a pulse. There was none. She quickly back up and walked away, the stench of burnt flesh was revolting.

Kirche glared up from where she was consoling a grief stricken Louise. "Why are you doing this?"

Fouquet didn't have to answer. Tabitha quietly spoke up. "Fouquet."

Kirche looked at her friend in surprise and looked backed at her. "You're Fouquet?"

Fouquet looked at Tabitha, impressed. "You're a perceptive one. You were suspecting me since I joined weren't you?"

The bluenette nodded.

"Well what now? Are you going to kill us too?" Kirche asked.

Fouquet shook her head. "No. I'll just leave you here. By the time you alert anyone I'll be long gone. One death is already too many for me."

"Didn't seem that way to me." The sound of bones snapping back into place and wet meat smacking filled the clearing.

Fouquet's blood curdled instantly. Impossible. She whirled around to see Collin getting back up on his feet. His body rippled as if it there were worms underneath his skin. His burnt face was already healed and tendrils were cross crossing across the void of his chest and thigh, his left arm stump slowly extending outwards. Impossible.

"Impossible! How are you still alive!" Fouquet screeched out of fear. "What kind of demon are you!"

"Collin!" Louise cried out in disbelief. Kirche fell on her bum in shock, jaw dropped wide open. Even Tabitha's eyes were wide.

Colin's eyes narrowed and he reached behind his back to grasp Derflinger's hilt. As his fingers closed around the sword the activity on his body sped up, rapidly reforming it. As his left hand took shape a bright blue light shone from the exposed skin.

"Stay back!" Fouquet pointed the staff at the three girls. She might not be able to kill him but those three sure as hell wouldn't survive. But he ignored her warnings, drawing his sword as he stepped closer. She pressed the button again.

The three girls winced and braced themselves.

Nothing happened.

"What?" Fouquet rapidly pressed the button but the staff was not responding.

Collin gestured towards the staff with the point of the sword. "It had only one shot. And you wasted it."

Fouquet looked down at the tube in her hands. One shot? She growled in frustration and tossed the worthless thing away. Everything was going wrong. Out of the corner of her eyes she could make out the girls reaching for their wands. She had to get out of here, and fast.

Drawing her wand she made rapid slashing motions and rapidly muttered the incantation. Several stone golems rose from the ground, each the size of a human. They lacked any characteristic designs unlike Guiche's fancy Valkyries but also unlike his hollow Valkyries there were solid stone and much stronger. Instead of hands they had weapons grown directly out of their limbs, she found that design to be a lot more durable. They would buy her time to escape. The moment the spell was done she turned tail and fled towards her horse, rapidly casting another spell as she ran, praying that it wouldn't drain her of willpower.

Xxxxxx

Collin stared down the two dozen stone warriors. The quickest way to end the fight would be to take out the spell caster, that is, Fouquet. He tightened his grip and shifted his stance.

Detecting the movement the stone warriors charged. Half of them headed directly for him while the others went for the girls. He cursed; she had predicted his plan of attack. In his current state he was unsure if he could get to her in time, time in which the stone warriors could attack the girls. Even now he could feel his body regenerating, fuelled by the energy pouring from his runes. This was a stroke of luck he would have to research on later, but for now he pushed the thought to the back of his head, there were more pressing issues on hand.

The warriors had already crossed half the distance to the girls who were reaching for their wands. Collin made his choice. He ran towards their defence. Out of the corner of his eye he could make out Fouquet severing the rope tethering the horse to the tree. Whether by design or pure luck she was directly on the opposite of where he would be fighting.

He intercepted the leading warrior, and slashed at it with Derflinger. The steel sword bit deeply into the stone, completely bisecting the body. The warrior crumpled to the ground. Without pausing he twirled around, slicing Derflinger into another, this time severing its leg. He shot out a leg, kicking one in the chest and shattering it completely.

A cold wind rushed past his face. He turned to see one of the warriors pinned to the ground by a shard of ice as large as small man. This was quickly followed by a huge fireball that smashed through two others at once.

Collin glanced back towards the trio and saw Kirche and Tabitha brandishing wand and staff respectively. Kirche shot him a wink. The two moved and once again another 4 ceased to exist.

Collin caught sight of Louise preparing her own spell. Of course she wouldn't stay by and do nothing. "Don't! We're too close!"

She looked absolutely miffed at that warning and opened her mouth to give him a piece of her mind. Then she looked past him and her eyes widened. "They're reforming!"

What? Collin turned back to the fight and sure enough the warriors were getting back up, stone flowing and rippling like water. He cursed; Fouquet was getting further and further away as they continued to fight this never ending onslaught. If only there was a way to make them stay down. But how? The only way would be to cut off the source of magic, but that would mean going after Fouquet and leaving the girls alone.

Wait a second. Collin lanced down at Derflinger. Why bother cutting off the source when you could drain them dry instead?

"Hey Derf can you absorb magic out of these things?" He asked as he fought out a trio of warriors. The sword did not reply. "Derf! Answer me!"

"Why don't you ask that rocket launcher eh? I'm sure it would be a lot more useful than a mere sword." The sword finally sneered.

Huh? Is that jealousy I hear? "What do you mean? Collin grabbed one of the warriors and threw it into another, both smashing apart on impact.

"You chose to use it instead of me earlier." The sword sulked.

"Are you kidding me? This is not the time for that!" Collin roared. He had gotten surrounded by a dozen of them. Not only did they reform, each severed piece grew into a new warrior. Such irritating magic. A short distance away Kirche and Tabitha fought back to back with Louise protected between them. Their movements were fluid and each one meant destruction for their opponents, but even then they were slowly being surrounded.

Collin rapidly slashed a parried, defending himself from the assortment of weapons bared at him, using his other arm as often to blocked blows and cave in chests. A halberd pieced his upper torso. In fury Collin drove Derflinger into the perpetrators chest. "DERF!" He bellowed.

The sword didn't answer but instead began to glow. The warrior instantly crumbled, the magic holding it together gone. Collin grinned. "I owe you one!" He quickly made short work of the other surrounding him and was quickly surrounded by mounds of earth.

"I want a polish! And buy me some better oil!

"Sure thing!" Collin went over to assist the girls who were almost overwhelmed. Kirche had suffered a gash to her Left arm and Sylphid had descended to the battlefield and was busying herself smashing warriors with her tails and limbs. Within seconds the last of them fell.

Suddenly a bellow echoed out over the forest. Collin looked in horror as the hulking behemoth from the night before rose up from beyond the treeline. Trees stuck out from its body from all angles. It slowly stomped its way over to them, each step sending reverberations through the ground.

"Think you can do the same thing to it Derf?" Collin asked hopefully.

"No can do. That type of magic usually involves infusing a central core with magic which then controls the surrounding earth. Most of the golem is just inanimate stone to be honest."

The golem stepped into the clearing, shaking the ground as its foot crushed trees and dug into the soil. Collin glanced at the girls. He would buy them time to escape on Sylphid. Before he could order them to run however a clear voice shouted out through the clearing.

"Explosion!"

A bright light blossomed on the golem's leg and it exploded just above the knee. Missing a leg the golem lost its balance, falling over to its side, flattening even more trees and sending a spray of soil and stone into the air.

Collin turned to stare at Louise in shock. Even Kirche and Tabitha were stunned. The only one who didn't seem impressed was Louise herself. She frowned down at her wand. "It wasn't as powerful as last night." She murmured contemplatively. She looked up. "What?"

"What was that spell. I've never seen anything like that before." Kirche whispered in awe.

Just then the golem began moving again. Its leg slowly began growing back and it struggled to push itself upright. Collin snapped out of his stupor. This wasn't the time to be awed. "I'll hold it off, you girls get to safety."

"No you go after Fouquet. We can handle this." Louise said.

"Are you sure? Kirche's injured and all." Collin glanced at Louise.

"Yeah. Just go get that bitch." She nodded her affirmation.

"Alright. I'll leave it to you." Collin quickly ran off in the direction where Fouquet escaped. He cast a quick look back and saw Tabitha helping Kirche onto Sylphid while Louise stood at the ready, ready to disable the golem once it recovered.

Collin turned back to his task. He would trust his partner on this. Sending out a hunter pulse he searched for Fouquet. There was Louise, Tabitha, Kirche and Sylphid who for some reason had suddenly reared back. There was the golem, a bright mass of white. Finally he found what he was searching for. About four kilometres out a lone figure on horseback. It would be easy to catch up to her in the forest. Collin quickly accelerated to his top speed and took off through the forest.

After a few minutes of running he could make out the sounds of hooves. A few seconds later he caught sight of the horse. Fouquet was driving it hard, and she was extremely skilled to be able to avoid all the trees at that pace.

He saw he turn around and look directly at him. He wasn't exactly being quiet after all; he was practically bulldozing his way through the forest, a few poor trees were a testimony to that. He saw her eyes widen and she desperately waved her wand. Stone walls began forming in front of him; he vaulted over each of them easily. As he got even closer Fouquet panicked more and more.

She was headed directly for a steep slope but she was so focused on Collin that she didn't watch where she was going. The horse gave a sharp neigh as it noticed the dropped but it was traveling too fast to stop. Fouquet barely had enough time to register her mistake before she and horse began their tumbling descent down the slope. They landed with a crash at the foot of the slope.

Collin slid down the slide in a controlled manner and stepped over to where they lay. The horse lay unmoving, it's neck bent at an unnatural angle. Fouquet on the other hand had already gotten back up on her feet. She brandished her wand at him, her other arm held closely towards her body. Probably broken He noted.

"Stay back! I'm warning you!" Fouquet said in a crazed manner. Her arm was shaking and sweat poured off her in buckets. Her eyes were wide and dilated. Probably willpower depletion from all that animating she did. As he stepped closer she quickly began swiping her wand but no incantations came out. "Stay back! Monster!"

A cold fury suddenly swept through Collin. She had tried to kill him and the girls. Monster? She was the real monster here.

With a lazy swing of Derflinger he neatly severed her wand hand, the appendage dropping onto the grass. Blood began spurting out even as Fouquet fell to her knees in a silent scream, clutching at the bloodied stump.

Collin didn't give her any respite as he grabbed a fistful of her robes and hauled her up. Her legs kicked in the air as Collin brought her to eye level though her eyes were closed in pain. "Monster?" He hissed. "A monster is one who uses school kids for their own gains! A monster in one that thoughtlessly takes other's lives!"

Fouquet finally stopped struggling. She opened her eyes, gone was the frenzied look, replaced by a cold accepting determination. "Are you going to kill me now?" She quietly asked.

"Yes." Collin raised Derflinger into the air.

"Would you please listen to my last request?" Fouquet pleaded softly.

Collin narrowed his eyes, trying to figure out if it was some trick. Fouquet took his hesitation as consent. "In Albion, near the city of Saxe-Gotha lies a small village called Westwood. Ask for the orphanage. Tell the one who runs it that Mathilda had found herself a man and is living happily and she regrets that she will no longer be able to send money back."

Collin blinked in surprise. That was not what he had expected. Fouquet reached up a shaky arm and pulled a pendent out of her robes from where it was hanging around her neck. Each breath was laboured. "Give her this as proof. Tell her to sell this if she needs money, it's pure moonstone. Funny story how I got this..." She chucked weakly as a fond memory surfaced. With that her arm dropped limply back to her side and she closed her eyes, baring her neck in acceptance of her fate.

Collin raised Derflinger up high.

Xxxxx

"Do you see them anywhere?" Louise asked worriedly as she scanned the trees.

"Nothing here but some more broken trees." Kirche called from her side. Her arm was cast in a makeshift sling made out of her cloak.

The golem had crumbled unexpectedly even as by made their escape which meant that either Fouquet severed her spell, or she was dead.

Sylphid began a sudden sharp descent causing Louise to cry out if fear as she hung on dearly. The wind tore at her clothes as the dragon plunged out of the sky. She glanced up at Tabitha and was surprised to see her leaning forward alert and focused. Sylphid landed heavily and Tabitha jumped off quickly. This was the first time Louise had seen the quiet girl so active. Louise slid off after her leaving Kirche to complain loudly and try to get down with one arm.

The first thing she saw was Collin kneeling down on the grass, Derflinger lay beside him. "Collin! Are you alright?" She run up to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. To her surprise she found him trembling. "What happened?"

Collin shook his head wordlessly, unwilling or unable to talk.

"Oh he's fine. As if anything could kill him honestly." Derflinger spoke for him. "Though I can't say the same for that green haired lady over there."

Louise looked around before her eyes settled on the motionless figure lying a few metered away in a puddle of red. Tabitha had already gone over to inspect the body.

"No way... Did you kill her?" Louise breathed, glancing down at Collin. Was that why he was so tense?

"No." Tabitha answered for him. She quickly cast an ice spell and the bloodied stump was encased in ice, stopping the blood loss. She looked around. "Hand."

Crunch

Everyone looked over to Sylphid who was suspiciously chewing on something. Tabitha narrowed her eyes at the dragon who meekly bared her teeth in what passed as an ashamed smile, showing off red stained teeth.

Kirche had walked over to Fouquet's body. "Well I suppose losing a hand is the worst of her worries." She kicked the unconscious thief in the side. "That's for my arm you bitch. You better hope that doesn't leave a scar."

"Well I suppose we better head back or else we'll be bringing a corpse back instead." Louise cast a meaningful glance at Collin.

"Yeah I suppose so." Collin finally said his voice hoarse. He got up and went over the Sylphid.

After some arguments about how Fouquet should be brought back they finally settled on having Sylphid hold Fouquet in her paws.

The return trip went by in silence. Collin sat alone brooding and the other three did not want to interrupt him. They had seen what he was capable of. This suited him just fine; he wasn't in a mood to talk.

Kirche and Tabitha shared a glance. An unspoken resolution passed between them and Kirche cleared her throat loudly. "Erm Collin? Sorry to drag you out of your thoughts but..." She took a deep breath. "You're not human are you?"

Collin looked up sharply but said nothing, just stared at Kirche coolly. Kirche returned his gaze without flinching, but He saw her good hand twitch in the direction of her wand. He had to admit, she had guts. If their positions were switched he wouldn't dare to piss off an unstoppable killing machine. He saw Louise stiffen out of the corner of his eye.

Deciding to defuse the situation Louise butted in. "Don't be ridiculous Zerbst. He looks like a human, acts like a human how could be not be human?" She laughed nervously. Collin almost face palmed there and then. She was a horrible liar.

Collin cut her off with a wave of his hand and a shake of his head. He turned back to glance at Kirche. "How did you figure it out?"

"I didn't." Kirche admitted. "I overhead you telling Louise about it after your fight with Duccio. And everything we've seen ever since has confirmed it." Then as an afterthought. "Though I still don't really understand what you are."

Louise glared venomously at Kirche. That no good eavesdropping cow. To know about their secret for so long and not do anything, she must be planning something.

Collin ran a hand over his face tiredly and mirrored her sentiments. "You knew for that long huh? What are you going to do now?"

Kirche shrugged. "Nothing."

Louise and Collin looked at Kirche sharply.

"What? You thought I was going to tell the palace about this? Or maybe the church? They would love to burn you for being a demon for sure." She laughed.

"Then will you keep this a secret?" Collin had to confirm what he was hearing.

Kirche nodded sombrely. "You've proven yourself in my opinion. Though if you had killed Fouquet I'm not sure I could say so with such conviction."

"Thank you." Collin sighed in relief. He really didn't want to know what would happen if the authorities got wind of his nature. Probably call me a demon as Fouquet did.

With that the conversation was over and they spent the rest of the flight back in silence.

Louise sat by herself pondering the events over the last 24 hours. She had been catapulted from a life as a zero, spent desperately trying to gain recognition to winning the familiar fair, catching an infamous thief and, she shivered at the thought, a void Mage. She had doubted her state of mind earlier and held back from telling Henrietta but her continued success with the spell convinced her otherwise.

The academy came into view and Louise watched as the great double doors opened and Henrietta exited flanked by her musketeers as well as Osmond and Colbert. They briskly walked over to where Sylphid was landing gingerly, laying Fouquet on the ground carefully as she did so. Louise could make out the worried look on Henrietta's face.

Collin and company slid off Sylphid's back as Henrietta's party drew closer. Henrietta covered her mouth in shock as she saw Fouquet's abused form. "Is that Fouquet?"

"Yes your highness." Louise answered for the group.

"What happened to her?"

Louise's hesitated and looked at Collin. Henrietta followed her gaze and took in Colin's charred and torn clothes. "I think I see..." She looked about at the growing crowd. Whispers of speculation could be heard coming from the curious students.

"We shall continue this discussion in the headmaster's office. Come." Henrietta ordered quickly, turning on her heels and striding away. The rest of the party followed her.

Agnes shot off a few orders "Jacque, take her to the dungeons. And get her wounds looked at too."

"Captain!" Said musketeer saluted smartly.

Xxxxxxxx

Henrietta sat in the headmaster's chair with Osmond and Colbert standing at her sides. Agnes stood by the door. She faced the quartet who were standing in a line before her. They waited in silence.

Finally Henrietta asked quietly. "Now please explain what happened and why 3 students went out of school without permission to hunt down a wanted felon."

Louise opened her mouth to plead her case but was beaten to it by Collin.

"My apologies Henrietta. It was entirely my fault. I decided to seek revenge on Fouquet and went on my own to hunt her down. Louise, as my master, worried for my safety and feeling responsible decided to find and take me back." It was true as far as he knew but he kept his reasons for hunting Fouquet a secret.

If Henrietta objected to her name being used so casually she showed no indication of it, Collin thought she caught a ghost of a smile appear on her lips but put it off to his imagination. "And then?"

"Fouquet tagged along under the disguise of being the secretary and attacked us. I responded with appropriate force." Collin stated simply. Best to let them come to their own conclusion. The less I reveal of my involvement the better.

"Is that all you have to say?"

"Yes."

Henrietta stood up and walked over to Louise, stopping before the pink haired girl. For a moment Collin thought she was going to scold Louise for putting herself in danger. However Henrietta had other plans when she suddenly embraced Louise in a fearsome bear hug.

"Oh Louise I'm so glad you're safe. I don't know what I would have done if you were injured or worse!" Henrietta cried.

"P-princess!" Louise coughed as the air was forced out of her.

Henrietta pulled back and Collin was surprised to see tears in her eyes. "You did well Louise. You and your friends. There will be a reward for sure!"

Collin had no idea what was going on. The sudden turn in mood left him confused. He glanced over to Colbert and Osmond who had let their serious expression melt away in favour of open smiles.

"Now. Did you recover the staff of destruction?" Henrietta asked.

"Y-yes. Of course." Louise sputtered. They had made a detour to retrieve the priceless artefact on the way back.

At this Collin removed the tube that was strapped to his back and offered it to Henrietta. She released Louise; walking over to Collin she ran a hand over the smooth olive coloured surface. "So this is the rumoured staff of destruction... It looks odd to say the least."

Osmond approached. "If I may your highness." He gestured to the tube.

Henrietta nodded her assent.

Osmond took the staff from Collin, weighing it in his hands. He looked up at Collin sharply. "This was used, was it not?"

Collin looked at the headmaster in surprise. "Yes. How did you know?"

"How do I know? I was the one who turned this in to the royal palace decades ago! I was on my travels when I was attacked by a fearsome two headed dragon, before I could fight back however my saviour appeared. Using this staff of destruction. Or to be precise another one, he killed the dragon in one attack! Oh the glory days..." Osmond stroked his long beard reminiscently.

Colin's heart nearly stopped. He wasn't the first person from earth on this land? He grabbed Osmond by the shoulders. "This man. Is he still alive?" He had to know. The chilling possibility of someone else, a certain someone to be precise, crossing over was enough to make his blood freeze.

"Alas he was already wounded and succumbs to his wounds almost immediately. I buried him with the used staff of destruction, keeping the other." Osmond said sadly.

Somehow our two worlds must be connected. I must know how it is. The last thing he wanted was for Alex mercer to come to this world, as improbable as it was.

Agnes spoke up. "This staff... What was it attack like? Did it involve fire?" Strangely she wasn't looking at the staff but Collin.

"Why yes! To be precise it seemed to summon an explosion directly on the target, though I have never been able to get it to work. How did you guess?" Osmond claimed.

"Explosion? Something able to cause damage like that?" She pointed at Collin's charred robes.

"Why yes! It looks exactly like the dragon's skin did after-" Osmond paused mid-sentence. He whirled to stare at Collin. "You survived an attack by the staff of destruction?" He asked incredulously.

"Yes. Thanks to my familiar powers." Collin quickly explained. In the spur of the moment he added. "These girls can vouch for me." Casting hopeful glances at Kirche. And Tabitha who both nodded.

"Lies." The room grew still at the accusation. "After last night I had my musketeers research on every known familiar recorded and none have ever exhibited such miraculous power."

Persistent little bitch isn't she. Collin cursed.

"Even information on legendary familiars?" Louise suddenly called out. "A familiar of a void Mage? I know no such information exists for I have searched through all the books myself."

"Void? Louise are you saying you are a void Mage?" Henrietta asked.

"Yes your highness. I'm positive. I was able to use the void spell explosion." Louise said with pride.

"Explosion?" Agnes scoffed. "As far as my information goes you have been casting explosions your whole life."

"It's true!" Louise retorted indignantly. "I can't explain but when I use the magic now it feels right. And I got the spell out of the book 'The story of Brimir and his companions'."

"That book? It's part of the teachers' restricted materials isn't it?" Osmond mused, looking at Colbert who was laughing sheepishly and rubbing his bald head.

"Quiet!" A voice roared. Everyone was stunned into silence and looked at Collin. Collin in turn raised his hands in innocence at jerked a thumb at his back.

Derflinger rumbled on in a lower volume. "Listening to you kids argue is seriously giving me a headache. This girl here is a void Mage, this guy here is the void familiar Gandalfr. End of story."

Louise realized this was probably the first time Henrietta and the rest besides Kirche and Tabitha had heard Derflinger speak.

"Is that a talking sword?" Henrietta finally found her tongue."

"That's lord Derflinger to you." The sword huffed.

"Lord Derflinger. Is what you said true?" Henrietta used the honorific without complaint.

"Of course. What use does a sword have to lie?" Derf bluntly said.

"And Collin is human?"

"Yes."

"Well then I suppose that settles that then." She said giving Agnes a look that said 'drop it.' "This brings us to a more pressing issue. How to handle you Louise."

"Me?"

"You hold the legendary power of the void Louise. Surely you didn't think it would be so simple once it becomes known. There are many parties who would seem to use you for their own gain." Henrietta pinched the bridge of her nose. "As of now this information is considered classified. Even for you two although you come from other nations." She glanced at Tabitha and Kirche.

Tabitha nodded silently while Kirche theoretically declared. "We would never want harm to befall out beloved Louise."

"You have my gratitude. Well I have some things to settle with the headmaster and his staff. I would lido to speak with them about the proper behaviour of teachers and headmasters." She gave them a look that made them wince. "You four should hurry off and prepare for tonight."

"Tonight?" Louise asked, puzzled.

"Yes. We are having a ball tonight to make up for yesterday's interrupted ball, as well as to celebrate your success at apprehending Fouquet."

Louise beamed at the news. Truth be told she had been extremely upset at missing her one night fame. She had to prepare! Oh no her dress was still ruined. She had to pick out another outfit! "Very well we take of leave your highness."

"Hold on Louise." Henrietta laughed at her friend's excitement. "I'd like for each of you to have a dress as my personal thanks. My handmaidens are waiting for you outside."

"Thank you your highness!" Louise quickly dragged Kirche and Tabitha out with her.

Collin blinked at their sudden departure. "Erm... I'll take my leave too then." Collin said awkwardly before following the girls. As he exited into the corridor there was no one to be seen. He sent out a hunter pulse and found a group of people moving away at an astonishing pace, led by a short and very familiar figure. Collin shook his head in amazement. Things never got dull here did it? He made his own way back to Louise's room to get a change of clothes.

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The sounds of laughter and music came from Collin's back as he stood on the empty balcony. The cool night wind rustled his hair as he stared off into the night. The forest was partially visible in the distance, cut off by the tall walls of the academy. The night sky was clearer than ever and he could make out all the stars against the dark backdrop of space. Faintly he noted that none of the constellations were those he recognized from earth. But that wasn't what was occupying his thoughts.

After his confrontation with Fouquet, with Kirche's revaluation of her knowledge of his nature and the events at the headmaster's office he hadn't had time to think about what happened.

Louise had been dragged off soon after they left the office by Henrietta's handmaiden and Tabitha and Kirche left for the infirmary to have her arm checked out. Word had spread fast around the school on their capture of Fouquet. Fouquet's injuries had been exaggerated and his reputation had skyrocketed once again. Now instead of just dealing with fearful glances he had to deal with fan boys and girls staring at him with eyes full of awe and admin him what happened. Excusing himself he now found himself alone on the balcony.

"Partner."

"Hmmm?" Collin turned to look at the sword leaning next to him against the sill.

"I meant to ask this earlier. Why didn't you kill that green haired lady?"

"..."

Collin raised Derflinger up high. He quickly slashed it downwards aiming for a quick severe of the head. His arm stopped just millimetres from her neck. His arm trembled. His face was screwed up as if in pain. Slowly his fingers weakened and Derflinger dropped from his grasp, thudding softly of the grass. With disgust he tosses Fouquet's body away and sank to his knees. He looked up into the sky and let out a primal roar. A roar of frustration? Anger? Or sorrow?

"Heh. Are you asking why I spared her even after all she did to deserve death?"

"..."

"I was afraid."

"Afraid? Afraid to take a life?"

Collin shook his head. "Afraid of myself. When I had Fouquet in my grip. I didn't feel anger; I didn't feel like killing as revenge or justice. All I felt was a desire to see the blade run through her feel her warm blood splash against my skin. And..." Collin clenched his fist so tightly that it shook. "Consume her."

"I see."

"Do you?" Collin sighed and turned around, leaning against the sill and facing the ballroom. "But... Thanks. I feel better after talking about it."

"Anytime partner."

They stood there together watching the student's mill about. There was Kirche, dressed in a flamboyant red dress. She had opted to have her arm placed in a sling and now had a gaggle of boys crowding around her, praising her for her bravery and admiring her injury. There was Tabitha gorging away at the banquet table. And Collin could make out Guiche on his knees before Montmorency who was sitting down and had her head turned away from him. What had he done now?

"Hey Derf. Why did you lie earlier?"

"Huh?"

"When you said I was human."

"What use does a sword have to tell the truth?"

Collin blinked before doubling over in laughter. Standing up Again Collin wiped a year from his eye. "You're priceless Derf."

"Aren't I?"

"Say Derflinger... Do you think I am a monster?" Collin already knew the answer. But he just wanted to hear it from someone else. What Derflinger said next however surprised him.

"What is a monster? Is it anything not human? Not normal?"

Collin looked down at the sword in surprise. Gone was the usual joking tone that was ever present in his words.

"If your question was meant to ask if you are evil, then no, you are not a monster. I have been wielded by kings, heroes, adventurers, peasants and beasts. I have seen the rise and fall of many kingdoms and the events that led to them. There are many who have done much worse than you. Do not think yourself a monster for what you are Collin. You are what you are, nothing more nothing less."

Collin stared slack jawed.

"Close your mouth or flies will go in." Derflinger cheerily said, returning to his usual mood.

Collin shook his head in wonder. There was much more to this sword it seemed. "Thank you."

"No problem. Can't have my partner losing focus in battle can I? Oh and your partner has arrived too."

Collin looked back at the hall and indeed it seemed as if something was happening. The students had hushed and stopped moving. They were all looking at the main door expectantly.

The guards at the door notified everyone on Louise's arrival. "The daughter of Duke of La Vallière, Louise Françoise Le Blanc de La Vallière arrives!"

At this proclamation the door was pulled open by the two guards and Louise entered. She was dressed in a white evening gown with her long, strawberry blonde hair tied up into a pony tail. Her hands were covered by pure white gloves which adorned her grandeur. Her petite face along with her low cut evening gown made her sparkle like a gem. Collin blinked. She looked even more dazzling that she had yesterday.

"Partner, flies are going in again."

Collin quickly shut his mouth, embarrassed. He watched as Louise was immediately besieged by a large number of guys praising her beauty and asking for a dance. Louise lost her dignified look and seemed flustered at the sudden attention. Only up to recently had she been known as the zero. She politely declined each invitation but they were persistent, pushing her more and more. They each thought it was a good opportunity to gain her favour.

Collin laughed and decided to save his master from the sticky situation.

"Mind if I leave you here? A sword on the dance floor might be out of place."

"Sure. Just don't forget to take me when you leave. Have fun!"

Collin made his way over to where Louise was. He pushed his way through the crowd, each guy quickly parting with looks of fear as they saw him. There was one particularly clingy guy who was grasping on to Louise's hand. Collin rested his hand on the guys shoulder. "Excuse me but I'll be dancing with the lady."

The guy turned around sharply and opened his mouth only to turn pale in shock as he realized who had his hand on him. A hand that could pulverize him in an instant. He began blubbering incoherently.

"Collin!" Louise beamed as she noticed her saviour.

"May I have this dance?" Collin did a theatrical bow and held out his hand. Who said formal dance classes were for losers?

"I'd love to." Louise took his hand and they proceeds to where the couples were dancing before the live band.

Collin placed his hand on Louise's hip and she placed a hand on his shoulder, they slowly began dancing to the slow rhythm of the music. Other dance pairs gave them a large berth.

"That's a nice dress. Where'd you get it?"

"The princess gave it to me. It's from her personal wardrobe. Beautiful no?"

"Extremely." Collin agreed.

Louise wrinkled her nose as she took in his own clothes. "Why are you wearing your normal robes?"

"Hey not everyone has a royal childhood friend to give them free clothes." Collin said offended.

The music picked up.

"Do you want to return home?" Louise asked in a quiet voice.

"What? What made you bring that up?"

"Just now. You were so excited to hear that there was someone else from your world."

They danced in silence.

"No. I don't want to return back." Collin finally muttered his voice bitter.

"But your family and friends? Don't you miss them?"

"Miss them? Of course I do. But they're all dead." Collin said hollowly.

"Oh. I'm sorry." Louise said stunned, before looking down in shame.

Collin removed his hand and ruffled her hair. "Don't be. It's no fault of yours. Also if I returned I'll be hunted down for what I am. Besides, you're my only family left."

Louise looked up in shock as he said that, ignoring the loose strand of hair that now tickled her nose.

"What?"

Collin removed his hand and showed her the back of his hand where the runes could be faintly seen. "You're the only person I have a bond with left. Even if it is a magical bond."

Louise smiled. "Thank you."

Derflinger laughed to himself. "A familiar dancing with his master? I've never seen that before." He seemed to reconsider. "Or maybe I have. Who knows? Ah well you sure are interesting partner...I hope you have what it takes to face your future."

Xxxxxx

Alex Mercer looked about the library, admiring the grand collections of books present in the room. Whether it was remnants of the original Alex Mercer or the many scholars and scientists he had consumed he seemed to have developed a penchant for all things related to knowledge.

"You did well finding me here Ethan." He finally said.

A figure dropped down from the ceiling. "How long did you know?" He asked in surprise.

"Ever since you entered the estate."

"How?!" Ethan exclaimed.

"You'll learn one day." Mercer smirked; the young evolved had much to learn.

"... Fine. But I must say I was surprised to find you staying at the residence of the twelfth richest noble in Tristain." Ethan said.

Mercer coldly smiled. "Let's just say that Lord Antoinette was extremely grateful to the stranger who saved his life from bandits that ambushed his carriage on the way home from the capital. Upon returning home he deciding to leave for a journey leaving everything to said stranger."

"And did that really happen?" Ethan inquired.

"Of course! Those bandits were delicious." Mercer grinned "And Lord Antoinette as well. Have you done as instructed?"

"Yes. You will have what you requested for in four days' time."

"Ah excellent work. Now leave me be. I have some reading to catch up on." Mercer dismissed Ethan with a wave of his arm and shot a whipfist up at one of the top shelves, pulling off a dusty tome.

Ethan took his leave, slinking away into the darkness. Sitting down at the reading lecture Mercer looked at the cover. The book was old, very old. Even the preservation magic on it had run out. Mercer huffed in annoyance, these barbarians didn't know how to treat a book well. Pulling out the memories of Lord Antoinette he translated the title: The Founder and the Void.

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Henrietta pushed the paper and quill away from her. Leaning back in her chair she stretched her arms upwards and yawned. She cast a glance at the watch lying open on the table. It was already four in the morning and she wasn't halfway done with her report! She groaned and stared irritably at the parchment before her. She was having a hard time writing the report to the palace, while leaving out the exact details of Louise's and Collin's involvement.

A series of quick raps sounded from her door. Pointing her wand at the she undid the locking spell with a quick flick. Agnes slipped into the room.

"How to the investigations?"

"The suspect has not made any suspicious movements though we have full time surveillance on him."

"And yet he still manages to interfere with our plans."

"Will you be resorting to 'that'?"

"I would rather not put her in any danger but as things are our options are running dry... What of the situation in Albion?"

"Prince Wales and his loyal forces have successfully escapes the capital Londinium. His current whereabouts are unknown."

"Then we still have some time..." Henrietta scowled, if this wasn't resolved before prince wales forces were overrun even Tristan would be at risk of falling. Curse those rebels. "Keep our informants looking for him."

"Henrietta there is something else."

Henrietta looked up.

Agnes reached into her pockets before drawing out a glass bottle. A dark red liquid glistened in the bottle. "I found this in Fouquet's possession. She kept it in a magically protected case so I thought I was something important." She placed the bottle on the table which Henrietta picked up and stared at intently. "Is it some kind of rare poison or potion?"

"No." Henrietta's face was grim. As water mage and a healer she knew exactly what it was. "It's blood."

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A/N

Aaaand Chapter 7 is done after more than a month! Hope you guys enjoyed Chapter 7 on Infection in Halkeginia. I apologise for any grammar and spelling errors as well as the rushed pace of the story. I wanted to get it done ASAP. That brings me to a piece of unfortunate news. I'll be going on hiatus until December for my A level preparations, if you guys remember me talking about my mid years a few chapters back I did quite unsatisfactorily and it was kind of a wakeup call for me. With only 90 days left I'll need to focus. On the bright side after my exams I'll have 4 months of complete free time to write! I also intend to do a rewrite of the story so far, nothing so drastic as to change the plot but improve description, smoothen and deepen dialogue, that kind of thing so I'd appreciate feedback on each chapter!

A question. I found myself jumping from many of the character's POV, I was wondering if that was confusing for you guys to follow.

To the reviewers:

To necrofantasia: I didn't really intend for her to come across as so bitchy, neither did I intend to in this chapter as well. Unfortunately it did… I'll be trying to find an opportunity to show that all she's done was for Henrietta's protection, though a bit overzealously carried out.

To Malix2: Thanks for pointing that out! I've changed it. Though I suppose learning about forces and reactions could really help in running away haha. To be honest that blood thing was a plot hole I missed out. Though that explanation would probably make sense since Alex mercer didn't spread his virus while he travelled around between prototype 1 and 2.

To DepressedCritic: Thanks.

To wqs: A harem eh? Well who knows what the future will bring?

To Yeza Nairomof: Thanks.

To Zaralann: I've temporally solved his need to consume by using the Gandalfr runes as a source of energy. Though he will consume soon… maybe two more chapters. Though it'll be awhile since I'm on hiatus.

To KO: Ahh I'm sorry to make you wait so long for the weapons!

To thesentinelstone: Sorry, won't be happening. Thought it might happen to another dragon.

To mizuki00: Well he didn't use it, it was used on him haha.

To PEJP Bengtzone V2: Sorry I can't for plots sake. Well Mercer has begun to build up his network of evolved... I'll leave you guys to think of just how extensive it will be.

To samheng123: I hope this chapter satisfies you!

To cyclon one: Thanks! Yeah I'll be doing a rewrite of sorts for the chapters.

To awwww yeah: haha thanks! I laughed while writing that too!

To XcelltasticX: Gratz on being the 100th review! I was wondering where you went after dropping two long reviews for the earlier chapters. Yup that crow is mercer as this chapter confirms. As for the blood as I mentioned in my reply to malix2 was an oversight. I'll be making it such that the virus doesn't spread unless the infected intends it too. On a side note I believe blacklight cannot survive in water. Collin will be playing on the excuse of the gandalfr powers for now but as the story progresses more people will know. How many and their implications I haven't decided.

To grinningshade: by fully infected I really mean becoming more like mercer and heller, not really a mindless zombie thing like those you killed in game. I whole heartedly agree with your point on logic. I'll address them during my rewrite.

To jaedon: I'll keep that in mind.

To next chapter: here you go :)

To A W: Thnaks.

To FD: I added that part with Mercer just because of you :) I orginally intended to put it in the next one but I decided to give a little tease haha.

As always thanks for reading and please leave a review if possible and I'll see you guys in a few months!