Heiress

Chapter 1- Now that I made it weird

Hi! Hello! Before you start reading, I just want to give a heads up that this story is a second installment of another story! The original fic is called Dishonesty and you can find it on my profile either on fanfiction or AO3 or wattpad. If you are interested in this fic, I recommend you read the first installment first or you will be incredibly confused the whole time. If you read Dishonesty before, then continue reading. That's it. Please enjoy!

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With her velocity rush spell, Oriana sped through the corridors and staircases of the hideout. Her eyes stinged, barely open after she had already fallen asleep. She had to pinch her arm to make sure she wasn't just dreaming all along. The exhaustion was making it hard to tell dreams from one another or from reality itself. During the night, during missions, during training, during meals. The assaults to her squad hadn't stopped.

There was a raucous noise that came from the common area. Yells, things being destroyed and walls crumbling. There was no time.

"Assault Quasar."

The cells from her body shook at such speed. Oriana became nothing more than a mirage. She breathed deep and inclined her body midair towards the wall. Then, she was gone. Through the stone and grain of the walls, she took the direction which the sound was coming from, it echoed inside the walls. Oriana's ultimate speed spell. Within seconds, her body jumped from the wall and landed in the common area. Heads turned to her, her allies smiled with confidence while the enemies braced for a brawl.

"Did we wake you up from your beauty sleep?" Magna spoke.

"Very funny." Oriana retorted. "Bone Creation Magic: Fourth Bone Sword"

Two sets of blades grew from her wrists with a blue hue, her palms interposing the blades. Enemies immediately advanced towards her. She thrusted them with her blades, but they were positive and many more in numbers.

"Electric Creation Magic: Shocker Heavenly Battler." a voice cast a spell behind Oriana.

She barely had time to turn around to block an incoming blade of sparkling electricity. Only inches away from her face, Oriana's skin stinged and the hairs of her head ascending with static.

"Found you." the feminine voice spoke again before she beat her sword against Oriana's repeatedly.

The clashing of the blades resonated between them, until they reached a lock. The swords screeched with the pressure both applied to their own blade. Oriana tried to peek between the blades, further into the woman's hood, but only captured the lower of her chin.

"What do you want from us?" Oriana's voice was tight in her throat as she focused all her energy to her arms.

"You, your highness."

Oriana's eyes filled with surprise. Only two seconds later, she glanced upwards and it was already too late for her to dodge or block the electric blade that aimed for her head.

"I'm not done yet!" Asta's booming voice was incoming in their direction.

He jumped with his own black blade in hand and sliced the sword above Oriana's head.

"Finish her, Oriana!"

Oriana blinked her shock away before she pushed the woman with her bone blade. The disguised woman wasn't agile enough and was out of balance. Oriana took her chance to kick her chest and the woman fell to the ground.

"How many of them are there?!" Finral desperately screamed as drops of sweat fell from his forehead.

Oriana swiveled her head to her other side, where Magna was throwing countless balls of fire in the enemies direction. The balls followed the opponent until they hit them. Her face sparkled with an idea.