Masterless Familliar

Eternity

'Thought'
"Talking"

'Why was I made to suffer!? Why can't I go back!? Someone just end my suffering.'

I was curled up in an alleyway sobbing; left to my thoughts. I am not of this world, for I am a familiar. I am unable to end my life, unable to end my suffering. I don't have a master for power. I am literally a ghost to normal people I can only be seen by mages. Within my old realm I was called Eien the familiar of eternity. I was cast out in fear that I would consume the realm it self.

I am stuck in this town that doesn't have a single mage in it. I had no power, and no way to die. I spent all of my days in the same alleyway slowly fading as the earth does the same. All I do the whole day and night is cry for that is all that I can do.

"Why do you cry?"

The voice was like a blanket of velvet on me. I looked up to see a woman looking in my direction.

'She is not talking to me'

"Excuse me, you should answer when someone is talking to you."

I feel something go through me. As I look to my side I see the lady's hand is in my shoulder, but I can still feel her warmth.

"W-what are you!?"

She yelled in shock.

"A familiar without a master."

I say with all my might but it still be out as a whisper.

'I feel dizzy'

"W-what happened to your master?"

She asked once she calmed down.

"Never had one to begin with." The world is getting darker.

"How is that possible?"

I simply shrugged and collapsed on the ground.

When I came to I was in a bed. There was the faint sounds of discomfort a fair ways away. I started to sit up when I was pushed back down.

"No, master said that you are not allowed to get up."

It was a young voice. When I looked over I saw a Cat-Girl.

"Then can you tell me where I am?"

My voice still no larger than a whisper.

"Here drink this." She lifted my head and put a glass to my mouth. A cold liquid ran down my throat, but it weirdly warmed me up. I felt slightly stronger.

"Now would you answer my previous question?"

My voice back to it's deep self.

"You are in one of the teacher dorms at Mage Academy in the magic capital of Ramshing Terestria."

"How did I get here?"

"Master brought you."

"Thanks Serraya, for the information."

"How do you know my name!?"

"That is my secret."

I heard footsteps at the foot of the bed.

"I see that our guest has awoken."

That was the voice of the lady in the alley.

"Master he knew my name without me telling him!"

"And how did he do that?"

"He won't tell."

She crossed her arms and pouted. Sarraya was 15 and her master looked no older than 25. I myself am ageless. One day I may look 9 and others I will look 49. My form shifted everyday.