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7

"Ah (Y/N), you're here" the Tsaritsa happily yelled, she walked towards her "I suppose you're aware of your...abilities"

'Abilities? Was the encounter with those members staged by the Tsaritsa herself?'

"But Your Majesty, I'm not sure if my generation holds the power you need"

"*sigh* I know but it's a risk I'm willing to take"

the Tsaritsa grabbed (Y/N) by her wrist and pulled her into a room

"You need to stay here for a while, that thing takes a while to ready" she looked at (Y/N) one last time before closing the door with an icy glare.

(Y/N) sat on the cold floor just waiting

'Should I be hoping I can handle the power of whatever that thing is or hope I can't? I can keep Baizhu safe if it's the first one but I'll be a weapon and be sent on way more dangerous missions, if I can't...well...we'll both die'

While she was having this conflict with herself, Tartaglia opened the door to say that it's ready, she didn't know what it was and it made her even more nervous.

She stepped out of the room to find the carcass of a large dragon pinned on the wall, it's skin a dark purple and it's horns pinkish. She was sat down on a chair with her face just a few inches away from the dragon.

"This is going to hurt...a lot...I don't find the need to sugarcoat"

Suddenly pain surged all around her body, all the way down to the little cells inside her, she struggled and screamed under the straps of the chair. She wanted out this was too much for her.

Before realizing it, it was over, her mouth leaked a black liquid while a similar looking smoke surrounded her

"How is she?"

Tartaglia moved forward to investigate her passed out form

"It seems like she's still alive"

Tsaritsa smiled gleefully

"Finally, after so long we finally have it"

(Y/N)'s body started moving again

"Where am I...?"

Tartaglia went in front of her and knelt down

"Hey, do you still remember me?"

she turned her gaze towards the ginger man

"Ah- Sir Tartaglia! I apologize for you having to see me like this"

"It seems her memory might still be intact"

"It looks like (Y/N) might just be the perfect specimen"

'Is that a good thing?'

whether what the Tsaritsa said was a good thing or not was up to her to decide but to Tartaglia it wasn't, he knew she'd only be used as a weapon, nothing more.

(Y/N) was removed from the straps of the chair and rested in her room,

Knock Knock Knock

"Come in" she yelled from her bed

the door opened to reveal none other than Tartaglia

"Sorry for coming over this late" he awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck

"It's nothing, sir. What brings you here?"

his expression went serious

"(Y/N), I want to help you escape"

"W-What, sir I don't understand"

"You're going to just be used, you're one of the Tsaritsa's most precious weapons but you're still disposable in her eyes. Go back to Liyue, stay with that doctor, don't reveal yourself to anyone except him, that's an order"

"But why do you want to help me?"

he went silent

"I have a little sister the same age as you, it'd kill me to see her like this. Plus there's no harm in disobeying once, right?"

"But what will happen to you?"

"Well I can take whatever punishment gets thrown at me, and if I've been forced to step down from my position as a harbinger I can always return to my family in Snezhnaya"

She still worries for him, what if the punishment is way worse than just stepping down as a harbinger? But she still took the offer

"Alright, let's escape"

Tartaglia smiled in relief and told her the plan.

.

The two snuck around the hallways of Zapolyarny Palace, Tartaglia snuck behind an Agent and put a blade near their throat

"Open a portal to Liyue Harbor"

the Agent fearfully heard the command and did as he said, he removed the blade and let the man go

"Tell this to anyone and it's your life, got it?" he asked with an icy glare looking down at the man trembling on the floor "Y-Yes sir!"

The two went through the portal to Liyue Harbor.

"Alright, let's go to Bubu Pharmacy"

/time skip to the pharmacy/

"Welcome to Bubu Pharmacy, what can I help you with?" Qiqi asked in her usual monochrome voice

"Qiqi, where's Doctor Baizhu?"

she pointed to the back room beside the counter, she thanked her and went in

"(Y/N), I'll be heading out now, don't go out of this place until I say it's completely safe" she nodded and went in the room. She found Baizhu in the back organizing the medicine cabinet

"Oh? (Y/N), why are you here?"

she sighed and looked down on the floor

"I've become a specimen of the Fatui, I currently have the powers of some dead dragon. Unfortunately it seems the whole bloodline thing is true and my generation can hold it. What I'm asking and on behalf of Sir Tartaglia, may I stay here until his signal to hide from the Fatui, he helped me escape and I don't want this to be all in vain"

Baizhu put down the tray of medicine

"(Y/N), of course you can stay, actually I'm a little happy since I can see you more often" she blushed slightly but tried to keep her cool "Thank you so much, archons I'm terrified of how the Tsaritsa will react to me going missing"

"Though Qiqi may appear as a little girl, she actually knows an ancient form of swordsmanship and can perfectly fight on her own. And I'm able to fight enough to provide support considering I have the dendro vision. What I'm saying is, you'll most likely have enough time to escape if the Fatui do find you here"

It doesn't help her to think about Qiqi and Baizhu fighting the Fatui all because of her, they both can be easily killed. Qiqi's a zombie for crying out loud and Baizhu's ill, she feels bad but tries to keep herself up right now.

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Sorry that Childe is a bit ooc here, I find him a difficult character to write jcdbfhg- Also this chapter hit 1061 words yay. It's 3 in the morning right now and I have class in 4 hours help-