Slen Tiid Vo

He heard them. Those words sent power through him. Shaking the earth from his bones. They roused him from his slumber of undeath.

Ahlaaskiin

It called for him. There were few Dovah capable of resurrecting their kin. Not through power were they capable, but for they were the only ones fool enough to do so. Though the power in the Thu'um left knowledge of who had resurrected him. The power of Akatosh.

Alduin…?

He called from the tomb. The power surged again and he knew.

ALDUIN!

He roared and broke out of the burial mound. Clawing through on old bones. His scales would not return yet. The Joor had slain him long ago. He was one of the first born of Akatosh, and the mortals feared his power. They came for him, attacking him with might, overwhelming him. But he would reign victorious that day. For before they could claim him, he had eaten their precious Dovahkiin. Ensuring his soul would not be taken.

'Ahlaaskiin, I have a use for you.'

'Alduin,' the bone dragon spoke. 'You have returned me, why.'

'The Dragonborn has returned.' The black dragon spoke.

'And. The Dovahkiin has appeared before and will again.'

'They are the last Dragonborn. It has been centuries since your burial.'

'You wish to feed me to the Dovahkiin.'

'No, you shall go kill the Dragonborn.'

'What was that Alduin. You request me to fix your mistakes.'

The black dragon narrowed its eyes to the resurrected being before it. 'I have given you life again. You shall kill the Dragonborn.'

The other Dov kept their voice level. 'You fear the Dovahkiin.'

The black dragon growled lowly.

'Maybe I shall seek out this Laat Dovahkiin and teach them the Thu'um as Paarthurnax would.'

Alduin raised to his legs. 'You would do no such thing, you hate the Joor as much as I!'

Ahlaaskiin raised himself to his full height. 'You do not order me Alduin! I answer to Father Akatosh alone. Leave, Alduin. I shall consider pursuing this Laat Dovahkiin. But only for my own goals. I will not fight for you, fool.'

Alduin bared his teeth before taking to the air.

Ahlaaskiin turned from where his fool kin flew off. He felt his power continuing to flow through his bones, soon he shall have his power again and his scales would return. Until then he would rest within the upturned mound again.

Louise was not having the greatest day. She was trying to keep herself small so none would notice her. Everyone else so far had managed to summon a familiar. If she couldn't, it would mean she truly wasn't a mage. That she was a zero like everyone claimed.

'Is there anyone who has not completed the ritual?' she heard Professor Colbert call. She tried to make herself smaller.

'Valliere hasn't!' she heard someone call. It was probably Zerbst, that stupid Germanian…

'Louise. Please step forward and summon your familiar.'

Louise froze, everyone turned their eyes to her. Their judgement laid upon her. Then, came the complaints of her classmates.

'She's a Zero.', 'Don't let her sir. She'll only blow us up again.' Many more passed her ears.

'Don't worry Valliere, I know you'll be able to summon a worm.' It was Zerbst.

That got to Louise. 'Shut it Zerbst! I'll summon a dragon!' she yelled. Then her head caught up with her mouth and she realised what she said. People started laughing then.

'Settle down students, calm.' She heard Professor Colbert call. 'Please, step up Louise, and begin the ritual.'

Louise approached the area and began her summoning.

'My name is Louise Francoise Le Blanc de La Valliere, I seek to you, the infinite cosmos, to deliver me a familiar! Unrivalled in strength and grace. In loyalty and beauty. To the universe I ask. Bring me a Familiar!'

Louise finished her incantation and waited, ten seconds passed and she started to grow anxious. Twenty seconds and people started to laugh and her heart felt like breaking. When thirty seconds passed something happened. The field blew up. Dust went everywhere. Students who would've berated her couldn't as they coughed up dust.

When Louise's summoning detonated, Tabitha kept reading her book. This wasn't new. Sylphid, her Rhyme Dragon familiar started to shy away, like she was trying to hide herself behind Tabitha. Which, considering size differences, obviously didn't work.

'What?' She asked her friend quietly.

'Danger, fear.' Came the telepathic reply.

'Where?'

'The smoke.' Sylphid tried to make herself smaller again. 'We must run, hide.'

Tabitha scratched and patted the dragon's scales, trying to calm her. The smoke and dust cleared, and in the centre lay a sight that surprised everyone. For there lay an undeniable Dragon!...skeleton.

Louise very well felt her heart lift and break simultaneously. The jeers started again, calls of 'Zero' and 'You killed it!' filled the air. Louise fell to her knees at the sight. Tears were stinging her face, threatening to be let out. She felt two hands, one on each shoulder. She heard Zerbst's voice.

'…You summoned a dragon…'

The opposite side she heard her teacher.

'I apologise Louise. Sometimes the familiar has perished when it was summoned. Though usually not…to this degree.'

Tabitha kept her eyes on the peculiar sight. It had six horns jutting on its head. Two elongated forearms with spindly fingers. From what Tabitha could see, it had no wings that could be seen. It had a long tail and two large hind legs.

'It's dead.' She told her familiar.

'No!' was the fearful reply, 'Not dead. It's waking.'

Tabitha was going to ask her familiar what she meant when she saw movement. The tail of the skeleton…moved. It curled into the body. From where Tabitha was, it looked like something ignited the end of the tail, growing along.

Others noticed what was happening as one of the arms slammed into the ground, drawing everyone's attention to the moving corpse. The burning continued along the tail, leaving pale, ash coloured scales and spines. It picked itself up onto both forearms and raised itself to its full height. The restoring scales were halfway up its body now, its powerful legs returned. It raised its head to the sky, and without anything in its still visible chest. Its skeleton jaw opened and roared towards the sky.

It turned its eyeless gaze towards the massed students, and to the shock of those present, gave voice in a deep rumble.

'Wo Kren Dii Morah!'

Professor Colbert was the first to speak up. 'M-M-Miss Valliere-' He was silenced by the dragon. Whatever was happening to it had now reached the base of the neck. Its arms could be seen to also be wings.

'Nahlot Joor!' The beast thundered. 'Hi Joor, Fun Zu'u.Fod Zu'u Ni Krii Hi Kolos Hi Kriist.Uv Fent Zu'u.'

Louise was frozen. She was shocked. She managed to summon this. A Dragon! The size of it easily surpassed Tabitha's dragon. She heard Professor Colbert quickly whisper in her ear. 'Miss Valliere, would you kindly finish the ritual. Please.'

Louise nodded mutely. The dragon moved its head down, focussing solely on her and her teacher. She stood and finished the incantation and moved closer to her familiar, arms outstretched. She almost touched it when she heard it say something.

'Fus.'

She was blown away from the beast and onto her back. Her teacher moved, ready to cast a spell if need be. It stalked forwards, head bowed close to Louise, it's now restored blood red eyes bore into her.

'Dreh Ni Unt Dii Drem. Fun Hin Togaat Wah Zu'u Kiir.' It growled.

Professor Colbert had to think quickly. This was not normal. The beast was large enough to easily fit her in its jaw. Professor Colbert moved in front of his student.

'She wants to make you her Familiar! That is why she summoned you.' He yelled.

The beast paused and stared its gaze at Jean.

'As her Familiar, you would do as she asked as your master!' Jean hoped he was getting through to the beast. It narrowed its eyes at Jean. Then its face contorted in what looked like anger.

'Thur?' It began, quiet. 'Zu'u Los Nid Zaam!' It roared. Beating its powerful wings.

My power had not yet returned when I had felt a surge. I do not know what it was but it felt like power. I heard someone speaking in the Joor Zul. The power surged and I smelt the stench of smoke and dust. Had some Mey truly tried to kill me as I was resting? My scales had not even returned and they tried to attack. The smoke began to clear. I stayed my place, viewing those in front of me. They were but children. It was proof of Paarthurnax' influence over me that I had not eaten the three standing in front of me immediately. I studied them for a while, I moved my gaze over the others. There was something that had caught my interest. A young Dov frantically trying to hide itself behind a Joor. Finally I felt my power return, and so too my scales. I moved to my height. Bringing my tail in first. The only one who noticed seemed to be theJoor that the young Dov was trying to hide behind. I picked up and slammed down my wing. Shaking the earth under my bones. The others noticed. I lifted myself to my full height and roared to the sky. Bellowing a challenge. I lowered my gaze and studied the Joor as they stared. I felt anger stir within my gut.

'Who breaks my focus!' I averred to the gathered ones. One spoke up. The quiver in his voice irked me.

'Silence Mortal!' I said to the coward. 'You mortal, tell me. Should I not kill you where you stand. Or shall I.' The man didn't respond. They did not speak the Dovahzul. It was of no matter. The elder whispered into the younger's ear. The third of their number had retreated. Coward. The child had stood and mumbled something before they reached out towards me. I spoke a single word of power and sent them back.

'Force.'

The child went back, I moved towards them, head low. My scales were almost finished restoring. I affixed my blood eyes to the child, and spoke to her a question, no, demand. My patience with these mortals was wearing ever thinner. They could only thank Father Akatosh that I had not decided to eat them yet.

'Do not try my patience. Tell your attempt to I child.'

The other Joor had moved in front of me. He began to speak, plead, for me to allow the child to finish what she started. Something of familiarity. I looked at him. Then he said something he would soon regret.

'As her Familiar, you would do as she asked as your master!'

Master. Slave, war, hate, Destroy, control, devour, master. Hunter, Life, Born, rage, anger. Zaam,Kein,Rahgol,Rahgot.Al,Du,In,ALDUIN. No.

'Master?' I breathed to them quietly. My anger was growing. 'I AM NO SLAVE!' I roared to them. I Am Ahlaaskiin, the Life Hunter, they dare try to control me?

'Louise, please finish the contract ritual!' I heard the man call. They dare? They dare mock the Life Hunter?

'Nid!' I roared at the Joor. 'Zu'u Ahlaaskiin, Faal Laas Ah!' I thundered. 'Kiin Se Bormahu!' They dare tell me what to do! NO! I am The Fourth Born of Father Akatosh! No mortal controls me! I started to beat my wings to take off. Then I felt it. One of them casted a spell at me, it impacted against my ashen wing. The caster would not forget this day.

I stopped beating my wings and lowered my gaze towards the ground. My angered visage finding the caster. The older male was standing gripping his staff. I fell back to the ground, impacting it. Before I began to stalk towards the interloper who dared to attack me. I got closer and closer and the man held his ground still. So he did have some mettle in him?

Jean felt he may have made a mistake casting a fireball spell at the dragon. Who then proceeded to look directly at him before lowering itself and stalking towards him. He held his ground though, no matter how frightening the beast appeared. It had its blood red eyes trained on him. He cast a translation spell. The beast tensed at his action. Jean decided to try and communicate with the beast. Explain the situation better and allow Miss Valliere some moments to collect herself. He decided to introduce himself.

'My name is Professor Jean Colbert, a teacher here. Who might you be?'

The beast narrowed its eyes at Jean, but it looked like it understood what he was trying to do.

'Zu'u Ahlaaskiin.' It replied.

Well, the translation spell failed.

'Ahlaaskiin?' Jean asked the beast, searching for confirmation.

The dragon gave a short nod in response, eyes still trained on him.

'W-well, the reason Miss Valliere summoned you was for the Familiar Summoning Ritual and when she performed the ritual she summoned you and so now she must finish the ritual by performing the Familiar Binding contract and-' Jean was cut off by a single word, it sounded like ice and death. And it came from the beast in front of him.

'Silence.'

It was quiet so Jean would not expect anyone else to hear it, but the word froze him, staring at the animal.

'We-Well.' The beast growled again. 'Miss Valliere must bind you as her familiar.'

'Why.' Was the cold reply.

'It-it is a ritual performed by all students at the second year to summon familiars. The more powerful the Familiar the more potential a mage has. I-if you were to reject then Miss Valliere would be kicked out of the academy.'

'So.'

'Please, Mister Ahlaaskiin. Become Miss Valliere's Familiar and help her.' Jean was not too proud to beg. And judging by the dragon, even that may not convince it.

The beast closed its eyes and looked as if it were having an internal discussion about what to decide.

'Fine.' It finally said.

Jean breathed a sigh of relief, the dragon kept its eyes closed. He called Louise over to contract her Familiar. She finished all her incantations and kissed the snout of the beast. The seal forming on it's wing.

Information came rushing into Louise's head, but there was one thing that stood out to her. She had a Familiar, she was a real mage! And it was a Dragon! She was elated. No one could call her a failure now. The dragon turned its head to her and spoke.

'Zu'u Ahlaaskiin, Faal Laas Ah. Kiin Se Bormahu.' It said to those watching on, but Louise heard differently.

'I am Ahlaaskiin, the Life Hunter. Born of Father Akatosh.' This was amazing! Louise thought. What it said next gave her pause.

'Lost Dii Rahgot.Ahrk Zu'u Fen Kipraan Nau Hin Qeth.'

The dragon then flew off, looking over the lands as they flew away. Louise didn't notice as she remembered the words. Soon though, others regained their wits, she felt Professor Colbert tap on her shoulder. She looked to him.

'Could you understand what they said Louise?' He asked.

Louise nodded.

'Could you tell me what they said?'

Louise nodded again. 'He, he said his name was Ahlaaskiin. The Life Hunter, and he was born of someone called 'Father Akatosh'.' Louise said.

Jean nodded along. Louise looked to where the dragon flew off. 'He then…He then told me…'Have my anger. And I will feast upon your bones.''

All around Louise stood fellow students in varying different states, some staring shocked. Some fainted, some ran. All were silent though, until a wavering voice cut into the stillness.

'Cl-C-Class dismissed.'

END

I wrote this last year with no intent to publish it because I have never seen nor watched Familiar of Zero. I wrote this to see if FoZ Fanfics are so by the numbers that if someone who has only ever read FoZ fanfic could accurately do a story following the original plot, modified to fit the new summon. I even wrote a second chapter for whatever reason but that one's been legitimately lost and I have no known way of if I could recover it. Yeah, I may update this with random sections of what I know the story to be with Ahlaaskiin just doing whatever.

The Dovahzul featured are all actual words. The translations are provided. That is why the dialogue is kind of awkward with the dragon. Morah especially. Morah means focus when the word Rest would have been a better choice. Praan does mean rest, but its connotation refers to death and burial. Praal could have been used as its connotation means resting but it translates to 'sit' which works less than Morah.

Another awkward part about using Dovahzul is that there's no real punctuation to the words or sentences so I just tried to convey that as well as I could.