★ 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 - 𝖠𝖭𝖦𝖲𝖳 ONESHOTS ★

2.) Tartaglia ☆

    TW: THERES DEATH AND STUFF SO YEAH

★彡 hiya! considering i'm a dumbass i don't know what childes melee weapon is called so i'm just gonna call it a sword okay? (๑･̑◡･̑๑). OH and my apologies if this oneshot kinda sucks, i did this at like 11:00 PM, with absolutely no idea on what to do, so i just wrote whatever came time kind ya know?? haha! (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)

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You winced in pain after being thrown across the ground.

You looked up to see the tall male, Childe. He had an evil grin plastered on his pretty little face. He strutted his way over to you, gripping his sword tightly.

You quickly stood up so you could get ready for whatever his next attack could be.

You then grabbed your sword and held it in front of you. You held your ground, and there was no sight of fear on your face.

but inside, you were terrified.
and hurt.

"how could you?"

you spoke out in anger and frustration.

"I thought we formed an alliance.
I thought you promised that you'd help me if I needed your assistance."

You said in pain.- your throat burned and stung only because you were trying so hard to not break down.

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"Oh yeah, it seems that I did promise that didn't I?",
He said bringing his thumb & pointer finger to his chin, looking up to the ashy sky "trying" to remember that memory.

"You're so naive, Traveller. Who in their right mind would give I, a harbinger another chance thinking I'd change for the better?"

He stated sourly, turning his gaze back onto you.

He was right. Why would you think he would change? You're so, so dense.

Thoughts like that kept running through your head.
You were so lost.

You shook your head, now wasn't the time to regret your choices. You had to get rid of him, before he got rid of you.

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You looked at childe, anger glistening in your eyes. You held out your sword, and right then sprinted at him. Wasting no time, 'cause you wanted this all to be over with.

Swords clashed with one another, hearing them screech was quite unpleasant to the ear.

You gritted your teeth in annoyance every time he would stop you from hitting him with your blades. The both of you kept attacking one another, hoping for certain victory.

After a while, you were exhausted. Your movements became less accurate, and had less power to them.

Then, you felt something hit your chest. You looked down to see Childe's sword.

You lost.

Your knees buckled, and you felt yourself fall to the hard ground.

It was becoming a struggle to breathe. You held your chest as it started to bleed through your clothes.

You looked up at Childe, he held his bloodied sword in his right hand. He avoided your gaze, though it seemed like he held guilt in his dull eyes.

"Why?"

You coughed out, blood dripping down the corners of your mouth, it mixed with the salty tears that left your tired eyes that struggled to keep open.

"I'm sorry."

He whispered quietly, but you could hear it anyway.

"I had to. I had no choice. -
if you hadn't been in my way, maybe then it wouldn't have ended this way."

He then looked back at you, -
"You were a threat to us, the harbingers, the Tsarista."
-
"Bye bye, comrade."

He said before stabbing you once more with a wicked smile.

LOLZ- SORRY THIS SUCKS, AND THAT ITS NOT THAT ANGSTY- IVE BEEN SO BUSY AND UNMOTIVATED TO LITERALLY DO ANYTHING LATELY.
BUT! summer is near! so i'll hopefully update a whole lot more in the future!^^