Harry Potter and the Berserker

Chapter 33

Disclaimer- Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowling and Berserk is owned by Kentaro Miura. I own nothing.

It was thanks to years of fighting and honing his instincts that Guts was able to keep track of Silat. The Kushan assassin was good, he moved as silently as a cat, careful to avoid attention from any in the camp, but keeping close to Guts as well. It was hard to say what the Kushan would do if he did not owe his life to Harry; Guts could at least be sure that Silat was eager to repay his debt by helping to rescue Casca. After that task was completed... Guts would deal with that when the time came. If Silat wanted a fight, Guts would accept, but he doubted it would play out in that fashion.

But thoughts of fighting were the farthest thing on Guts' mind right now. Casca was here, somewhere in this camp of refugees. How had she been surviving this long out of Godo's cave? She didn't have a rune drawn over her brand, so how?

Something Skull Knight once said resonated with Guts. "All children yearn for their parents. Even demons." His and Casca's corrupted infant had appeared to Guts before, always watching him. Could it have done the same for Casca? It was a radical thought, but when it appeared to Guts, it never acted in an aggressive way. The way that it would stare at him, it was almost like how he had once stared at Gambino. Guts found that he didn't want to think about the corrupted infant anymore. What mattered now was finding her, making sure that she was alright after all this time.

"Guuuuutsss!" a tiny blue blur flew right up to his face, stopping itself short of colliding with him. "Hey, Dro! I found him!" Puck yelled. Isidro came running.

The aspiring swordsman bent over clutching his knees. "H-hey. Harry and us... this attractive lady... she and Harry are..." he panted heavily, clearly exhausted from running to catch up to Puck.

Guts eyed him skeptically. "Harry is with an attractive woman? Well, go tell him not to go catching any diseases."

"No!" Puck shook his head. "Why'd you have to go and phrase it like that, Dro? Harry's found a woman who's with Casca."

Guts usually tried his best to ignore Puck whenever possible, but the blue elf had his full attention now. "What?"

"Well... technically she found us, but..."

He grabbed hold of Puck. "Which way?"

"Too... tight..." Puck began to pale. Guts loosened his grip. "Thanks. Anyway, follow us, we'll lead you right to 'em. C'mon!"

If there was someone in Guts' way, he pushed them aside as he followed after Isidro and Puck to where Harry and this mystery woman were. He ignored the pained shouts and curses that the people threw his way, he didn't care to hear them, and they were just like flies buzzing near his ears, something to be ignored. And then he saw them, standing outside of a tent was Harry and a brunette woman maybe a year or two older than Guts himself. Guts stopped short of the woman who seemed a bit startled by his sudden appearance.

"Er, hello," the woman began. "I'm Luca, and your friend here was telling me about Ela-er, I mean, Casca. You must be Guts, I assume?"

"Is she in there?" he pointed at the tent.

"Well, yes, she should be. Nina is watching her today, so-," Guts was already moving past her and into the tent.

When Guts did get inside, he was largely disappointed. Apart from a few blankets and cooking utensils, the tent was completely devoid of people, except for one.

Silat had snuck in through the back as the others trickled in by means of the front. "It would appear that the woman is not here. Perhaps it would be wise if-,"