This is MY villain team story, and I will not be asking for your opinions, you brats.

At the Tristain Academy of Magic, the Second-Year students were filled with excitement and anticipation, for the time had come for the Springtime Familiar Summoning ritual, during which the students would have the chance to perform the Summon Servant spell and attempt to summon a familiar for themselves. The ceremony was a special event, for the familiar summoned would indicate the power and elemental alignment of the student performing the ritual and grant them a partner for life. Because of this, all students looked forward to this event with anticipation.

Well, all except one, who was smiling with ambitious intent.

'This is it' mentally said Louise Françoise Le Blanc de La Vallière, a petite pinkette that was known by her classmates as Louise the Zero due to her lack of success in the practical field of magic, 'I will summon the greatest familiar out of all of them. Tabitha summoned a dragon, I'll summon a deity!'

Ignorant of Louise's internal monologue, the teacher overseeing the event looked around at the gathered students and their familiars before asking if everyone had had a turn. A mental facepalm went off in Louise's heart, but it was soon shattered by her main tormentor and fellow student, Kirche Augusta Frederica von Anhalt-Zerbst, when the 'gifted' teen cheerfully mentioned that Louise had yet to take her turn. The teacher called her forward and Louise took a breath to steel her nerves and prayed to the Founder Brimir that she would be successful.

It was time to begin.

"My brave familiar that exists somewhere across time and space," she chanted as she channeled her magic, "my bold and divine familiar, I summon you. APPEAR!"

A magic circle glowed beneath the girl's feet and, for a moment, there was nothing, but suddenly there was a pillar of red and black energy that eventually coalesced into a skeletal bird enveloping Louise that made everyone cough from the smoke.

'Figures it would explode...'

'What else would you expect from the Zero?'

'Wait, where the hell is she?'

Strange, they seemed to be dying off. Louise was missing, freaking everyone out.

Louise, however, was not dead, which she soon noticed. Though, it did take her a few moments to realize that herself.

Louise kept her wand close as she bared witness to… something. If her years of reading and studying literature were anything to go by, then the closest thing she could equate this to was something out of a cosmic horror novel.

Images, colors, and places overwhelmed her at a resounding rate. Sometimes it was nothing more than abstract colors on a canvas washing over her, other moments she'd be seeing worlds around her. These visuals passed by her within seconds of each other, giving her no time to rest.

She didn't expect madness to be this utterly destructive on her psyche, but at this rate, she was going to be nothing more than a puddle of mush by the time this situation neared its end.

If it ever ended at all.

It seemed to go on and on, with no signs of relenting. If she was even able to get a moment to herself, her regret would not be figuring out if the ritual worked or not, but rather planning for this.

Another wave hit Louise, and she could feel something notably different about this one from the others she had so far endured. Perhaps this was the finale that would wipe her out of reality for good. An eerie dark chanting slowly began to emit around her, though she could not tell where it was coming from. Whatever scenes she had been witnessing around her slowly disappeared as a palace appeared that whatever space she was in.

Almost as soon as she made this connection, gravity kicked in, and Louise found herself on the floor rear first. Her wand flung out of her hand and onto the ground. Louise failed to notice or care as she struggled with the pain of hitting the ground with the already absurd mental strain she had experienced.

"Of course it had to be me who suffers the most." Louise rasped, fighting through the pain to get herself onto her feet. "And now I'm in… I'm in…"

She looked around, finding she was in a palace, and it was nighttime as far as the eye can see. She turned, only to see more of the same.

"I wouldn't suggest heading that way if I were you. Nothing but a bird man with a severe case of theater kid down there."

Louise turned at the sound of a voice, the owner of which was strolling down a dark corridor that appeared. A young (admittedly beautiful) woman with dark hair and golden eyes came into view, Louise's wand resting comfortably in her hands. Her color scheme matched perfectly with the corridor, so Louise quickly made the connection that she was the owner of the mysterious space. More telling than anything, however, was the jovial, sinister look upon her face as she approached.

"Please don't tell me that the devil is a high schooler," Louise tried to flirt. "Cause you're too beautiful for that."

"Aww, don't be so defeatist, pint size. You're not dead," the girl replied, playing along. "I wouldn't have gone through all the trouble of bringing you here to tell you that."

"I see," Louise studied the girl suspiciously. She seemed young, but mages did always have to start somewhere. "You were watching the Summoning Exam, then?"

The girl grinned. "Oh yes, quite the downer. You really weren't very in-sync with your fellow students there, now were you?"

Louise scowled. "How observant of you."

"Now, now. Don't be mad. Your new friend Seiren is here to help you, Louise," The girl did a curtsy with her free hand.

"Wait, you're a siren?!" Louise realized. "So, what do you want in return, siren? If you want me to be your concubine, I'm all yours!"

Seiren sighed. "Look, You're a cute little thing, for sure, but I'm trying to do you a solid here, and I'm not that kind of siren, my name is literally 'Seiren'. Just give me a moment of your time… unless you want the boss to send you back to where you were before."

Considering the options were either somewhere that's unfamiliar or being mocked again, Louise decided on the better option. "I'll stay. You may proceed."

"Excellent!" Seiren exclaimed, then fell backwards onto a sofa, placing the wand back in Louise's hand. She beckoned her hand towards her. "Sit, sit."

The mage noticed a matching recliner behind her. She could have made a comment on the unnecessary theatrics of this situation, but she let it be and sat down. "So, Seiren? I'm sure you didn't save me out of the goodness of your heart."

The girl placed her hand upon her chest and gasped. "Louise, you cut me to the quick."

She crossed her legs. "You're only half right. You see, the boss is actually something of an ambassador for all who are wicked or have been cast off from society. Surely you're familiar with the feeling?"

"Oh definitely."

"Fair enough, I suppose," Seiren continued. "See, he doesn't exactly like sound, mostly because he got stuffed up by Aphrodite and I really deserved to be the singer for the Melody of Happiness, so I joined up."

Louise raised an eyebrow. While she certainly wasn't about to rule out the possibility of other worlds and timelines, such an incredible realization still was much to digest. Still, there she was, sitting in a city with way too much new stuff thanks to a probably fubarred ritual and a snarky girl serving a sort of demon – anything was fair game at this point.

"It sounds like you're about to throw me into a situation where I'm no more than a pawn against forces I know next to nothing about," she snarked. "Not exactly the vacation away from Halkeginia that I would have wanted."

"Well, then you're in luck," Seiren beamed, an index finger circling the top of Louise's chest.

"Wait, what now?"

"I know what I said," Seiren's expression suddenly darkened somewhat. "Boss is tired of dealing with PreCure. Our battle was nothing but losses and losses now, and the Trio is only as interesting as he allows them to be and Noise was planning to eat them anyway."

Her expression picked back up. "That's where you come in, Lou-Lou."

"How's that?"

Seiren grinned, standing up and picking Louise up. "I witnessed your knack for magical theory and have some form of leadership. Everything was near perfect, but your incompetent colleagues and a lack of understanding your true magic were ruining you."

She began to stride around the room. "But what if you were to have a team of rogues by your side? Ones that were your equal rather than your lesser? And no one to mock you again? A team of villains, with me and you calling the shots!"

Louise allowed a moment of contemplation. "I'd say it's too good to be true… and wonder what exactly you gain from it."

Seiren groaned. "Fine, if you must know, yes, Noise has ulterior motives, but that's only secondary to what he's truly after."

"And that is?"

The same beautiful and sinister smile that Louise first saw upon meeting Seiren reappeared. "To see the Melody of Sadness complete to erase all sound."

The mage let her words sink in. she wanted to see evil win the day, and yet she went about it jokingly, with a smile even.

"Why?!" Louise asked.

"Oh, I don't know, maybe you try being stuck with a trio of idiots, having to deal with a superhero duo, and on top of it, never getting the Melody of Sadness complete, it makes you go a little stir-crazy." Seiren explained.

"Oh, yeah that."

"So, join us, and together, we might find out what your true magic lies, and maybe get some power along the way. Maybe even make those who laughed at you pay, and grovel at your feet as you laugh triumphant."

"Very well then, Seiren," Louise rose up from her seat, with a smile to match the girl's grin. "I accept your offer."

Seiren extended her hand. "Lovely! Shall we begin, then?"

Louise, completely without thinking, took her hand before responding. "Begin with what, exactly?"

As if on cue, a glowing golden skull began to appear and glow. Seiren never stopped grinning.

"Why, assembling our new team, of course! We got a job to do!"