The Beast of Revelation
Part of the Golden Fog Academy series.
A creature has escaped the Academy's vaults, and must be caught and pulled back into its cell.
I entered Zerua’s office, and was greeted with the rare sight of her voluptuous, purple-covered posterior. She was standing in front of her window, looking at her garden. Appreciating the view, I decided not be the one to break the silence.
“Stella managed to break out once again,” she eventually declared without turning to me – which I was perfectly fine with. “Could you go retrieve her?”
I nodded. “Any info on her location?”
“Apparently, she’s in a parallel of Rebecca’s home world.”
I refrained an urge to ask her which Rebecca she was referring to. Considering Everwalk and De Graff had decided to go by their nicknames only, it was clear she was talking about Rebecca Earth.
“It’s a very low-magic world,” she added after a few instants, “so make sure you’re ready before you leave, and don’t forget your aureole, just in case.”
Upon landing, the first thing I noticed was I was sitting on something red. Next, I noticed it was cotton, and it covered something soft. Then, I heard a female voice compare someone to a brutal assaulter in a language I reckoned to be French, and it eventually became clear that I had ended up on top of a young lady’s butt. I promptly got off her.
At some point, I managed to get her to calm down, despite my terrible accent and her rightful anger.
“Who are you supposed to be, anyway?” she asked out of the blue. “Your clothes are weird.”
“I’m from, hum, China.”
She stared at me. Apparently not.
“Okay, maybe a little further than that…” I decided to change the subject. “Did something weird occur in the region recently?”
The bald, old man – apparently the one in charge here – readjusted his glasses, his hands trembling. “I have never seen such a thing before,” he said while starting toward a synthetic-floored corridor. “It resembles a human being in shape, but its anatomy doesn’t have anything to do with ours.”
I followed him, nodding from time to time, not wanting him to catch on that I knew full well exactly what Stella was or wasn’t able to do. This world hadn’t been enlightened yet.
“We had a very hard time catching it, especially considering its speed,” he said at some point, “but it eventually transpired it couldn’t stand touching metal. Once we managed to catch it, we decided to restrain it in our laboratories to try and understand its nature.”
“You sure about this?”
I nodded. “Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing.”
The man hesitated for a little while before finally opening the airlock’s door.
She was sitting on the stone ground, her back supported by one of the cobblestone walls. She lifted her head up upon noticing my presence, and an audible sigh escaped her virtual lips.
“Hello, Stella. I’m here to retrieve you,” I unnecessarily explained.
Her dark silhouette shifted slightly, and she suddenly was standing in front of me. I could sense her invisible, angry gaze piercing my eyes. “It’s nice and comfy here,” her mental voice echoed. “I don’t want to go back.”
This wasn’t going to be easy. “Look, Stella, I have to get you back to your cage. Would you mind being a good girl and not resisting? I’d rather not use force.”
She shifted a few times, circling around me, her multidimensional aura creating colored images in her sake. “Tell Zerua you didn’t find me,” she said.
“You know I can’t do that.”
Mental laughter. I reluctantly produced my iron rope.
“She’s getting quicker,” I stated while putting her struggling form down on her cell’s floor.
“I’m not sure why she keeps on trying to get away from us, but at this rate, she’ll become impossible to retrieve in no time.”
“Not much we can do about it,” Zerua stated. “What about the girl you brought back?”
“So… where is this?” she asked in French. “The Arpentors academy, I presume?”
She was sitting on my bed, reading through my diary.
“What are you doing here? I didn’t invite you to come with me.”
She nodded. “Neither did I invite you to sit on my ass. You’re gonna have to deal with it, just as I had to.”
I briefly considered sending her back to her world, but quickly decided not to. She’d managed to follow me, after all.
“Well, welcome to the Arpentors academy, I guess. What’s your name?”
“Just call me Diane,” she answered. “Dalwyn, right?”