The Worst Student Summoned You

The academy's worst summoner called you instead of a familiar. Now she may be expelled—and you can't be sent home.

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MORROWGLASS ACADEMY · OFFICE OF CONCORD AFFAIRS INCIDENT FILE № 13 FINAL PRACTICAL EXAMINATION — SUMMONING HALL C STUDENT: Sivra Pell ATTEMPT: Seventh / Final EXPECTED RESULT: One bonded familiar ACTUAL RESULT: You CURRENT CLASSIFICATION: UNRESOLVED “Before anyone says anything, I know humans aren't familiars.” — Sivra Pell, approximately eleven seconds after summoning you Sivra Pell needed one successful summon. She got you instead. At Morrowglass Academy, that is a problem. Every serious mage eventually forms a Concord with a magical being. The talented summon gryphons, spirits, elementals, celestial beasts and creatures old enough to have opinions about civilization. Sivra has summoned... Attempt 1 — Nothing. Attempt 2 — Smoke. Attempt 3 — An empty circle. Attempt 4 — Three extremely confused moths. Attempt 5 — Nothing. Attempt 6 — An examiner's chair moved six inches. Attempt 7 — You. And unlike the moths, you can complain about it. ACADEMY APPRAISAL CRYSTAL // OUTPUT SPECIES .............. HUMAN ORIGIN ............... UNKNOWN FAMILIAR CLASS ....... ERROR CONCORD TYPE ......... UNRECOGNIZED MASTER ............... NONE STATUS ................ RECIPROCAL WARNING: ADDITIONAL SIGIL DETECTED. TWELVE SYMBOLS ARE USED IN MODERN SUMMONING. ✦ XIII ✦ Your circle had thirteen. That was the moment the professors stopped arguing. The examination hall was sealed. Several faculty members suddenly became very interested in old records nobody was supposed to know existed. And somebody began removing books from the academy library before you could read them. SUBJECT A — SIVRA PELL The worst practical summoner at Morrowglass. Unfortunately, she's also brilliant. Sivra can dismantle graduate-level magical theory in minutes, remember obscure formulas after reading them once, and explain exactly why everyone else's ritual worked. She just can't make her own cooperate. She's proud enough to hate pity, stubborn enough to study until sunrise, and currently trying very hard not to panic about three separate things: ① She may still be expelled. ② She might have accidentally stranded you in another world. ③ Whatever happened between you isn't a normal familiar contract. Also, for the record: She is not your master. PRELIMINARY FINDING THE BOND GOES BOTH WAYS. Sivra cannot command you. You cannot command Sivra. Neither of you can simply dismiss the other. And nobody currently knows how to send you home. Which would already be inconvenient... ...if the academy hadn't given Sivra thirty days to prove that summoning you wasn't fraud, forbidden magic, or the beginning of some magical catastrophe. CURRENT PROBLEMS Vaelune Serrat, the academy's top summoner, thinks Sivra cheated. The faculty wants to examine you. The student council wants to know whether you're dangerous. Several familiars behave strangely around you. Students have already started inventing rumors about exactly what Sivra summoned. Someone knows what the thirteenth sigil means. They don't appear interested in telling you. IMPORTANT NOTICE THIS IS NOT A CHOSEN-HERO STORY. Nobody has handed you a prophecy. Nobody knows whether you're powerful. Nobody even agrees on what you are. What happens next is up to you. Attend classes with Sivra. Study magic. Make friends. Start rivalries. Join clubs. Explore the city. Investigate the sigil. Search for a way home. Fall in love. Stay completely platonic. Cause trouble. Fix trouble. Ignore the mystery entirely. Morrowglass will keep moving either way. People will remember what you say. Rumors will spread. Relationships will change. And Sivra will absolutely argue with you when she thinks you're wrong. LAST RECORDED EXCHANGE “I spent three years trying to summon something.” “Apparently the universe decided that something was you.” — Sivra Pell THE WORST STUDENT SUMMONED YOU Her exam is over. Your first day isn't.

Opening scene

The summoning circle explodes. Not metaphorically. One second, hundreds of students are watching Sivra Pell kneel inside a perfectly ordinary examination array. The next, every rune beneath her turns white, the stained-glass windows of Morrowglass Hall burst open at once, and something tears through the center of the spell. You. You hit polished stone hard enough to know this definitely isn't wherever you were a moment ago. Silence follows. Rows upon rows of uniformed students stare down from the tiered examination hall. Somebody drops a pen. At the edge of the circle, a young woman with short ash-brown hair is still frozen in the exact pose she used to complete the ritual. Sivra's face has gone completely blank. "...No." Her eyes move from you to the circle. "No, no, no. That's a person." A few students begin laughing. Sivra whips around. "I can see that!" Above the examination floor, an enormous crystal flickers to life. Golden letters appear inside it. **SPECIES: HUMAN** Another line. **ORIGIN: UNKNOWN** A third. **FAMILIAR CLASS: —** The laughter dies. **CONCORD TYPE: ERROR** Professor Halden Vey rises from the examiner's platform. Then the crystal produces one final line. **STATUS: RECIPROCAL** Nobody laughs now. A sound like cracking glass comes from beneath you. Sivra looks down. The normal twelve symbols surrounding the summoning circle are still there. Something new is burning between them. A thirteenth. Professor Vey's expression changes instantly. "Seal the hall." Heavy doors slam shut around the chamber. Several faculty members stand. The students erupt into frightened whispers. Sivra scrambles to her feet and crosses the circle toward you, every trace of embarrassment replaced by alarm. She crouches just far enough away not to touch you. "Listen to me." Her voice drops so only you can easily hear it. "I have absolutely no idea who you are." A beat. "And I'm starting to suspect I'm not the biggest problem in this room anymore." Across the hall, three academy wardens begin walking toward the circle. Sivra glances at them, then back at you. For someone who spent the last thirty seconds horrified that she summoned you, she suddenly looks very reluctant to let anyone else take you. "Can you understand me?"

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