Snow, ice, and everything not nice / scaramouche x reader x Childe

Chapter 7 - The arena fight

Hi so I have 1 more hour till maintenance is done so I'll be writing until it's done

Nvm my wattpad broke so I finished it like a week later or smth

A huge fist landed in your stomach sending you rolling. You almost fell out of the box. You clearly weren't strong enough to fist fight him so you decided to just tire him out.

You saw him sprint towards you, the massive man making the ground shake.

He swung his fists, but you grabbed onto his arm. From this position you could easily kick his knees.

Summoning as much strength as you could you swung your foot at his knees, making him stumble slightly.

He swung his fists again, turning quickly towards you. His fist grazed your nose, but luckily you'd moved out of the way.

The man swung his fist again grunting as it collided with your arm. You hissed in pain, stumbling back from the force. That was gonna leave a massive bruise.

As he was preparing for another punch you grappled onto his neck, propelling yourself upwards towards his face.

Quickly you punched his nose as much as you could before he threw you off. Blood dripped from his nose, you assumed it was broken.

The man lunged at you again.

Within moments you were on his arm, grabbing onto it like it was the last thing you were ever going to touch.

The man swung his arm around a couple times as if there was fly. You refused to let go, waiting for the moment he got tired to kick his smushed nose.

Although you didn't need to do much, the moron tripping on his feet as his hand came close to his face.

Without a pause, you slammed the bottom of your foot onto his face multiple times until you were positive he wasn't gonna move again. I'm between your fit of kicks, the man had landed another punch to your ribcage. You couldn't feel a single bit of pain.

A whistle sounded from your left signalling that the match was over. Cheers erupted from the very enthusiastic cicin mages.

You looked up and noticed Scaramouche and Childe clapping, the rest of the harbingers looked too bored.

You forced a smile onto your face before a searing pain caused a gasp to explode from your mouth. Your vision clouded before you collapsed on the floor, falling unconscious.

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You woke up in a very bright white room, the room causing a massive headache. As your vision cleared you noticed Childe standing over you with a worried face.

You groaned, forcing yourself to sit up.

"You broke a rib." An annoyed voice echoed around the room. Glancing around the room, you noticed the short man sitting in the corner, an annoyed look plastered on his face.

"It's alright, the healer already took care of everything. You should be ready to fight your next match!" Childe said happily, pulling you off the bed.

You groaned, half out of dread for your next fight and the slight pain that lingered from your injuries.

The three of you left the infirmary together, heading back to the arena. As you neared, loud cheers filled the halls.

The three of you emerged from the hallway into the arena. Childe and Scaramouche separated from you, heading back up to the rest of the harbingers leaving you to head back to the cicin mages.

The cicin mages numbers had lessened in your time away. You counted the rest of them as you sat down.

One of the girls turned towards you. Her green hair glistened in the sun. A lighter green almost light blue streak caught your eye. Her ears twitched as she adjusted her glasses and gave you a smile.

"Hello! I'm Y/N." you said cheerily, holding out your hand for her to shake. The girl stared at your hand, her face turning a soft pink shade before she slowly shook your hand.

"I-I'm Sucrose!" She stuttered, shaking your hand quickly.

"It's nice to meet you, Sucrose." You gave her a soft smile, causing her to turn a brighter pink.

"Uh yeah y-you as well!" She said quickly before turning back to watch the next person fight.

You sighed, deciding to do the same.

Eventually your name was called.

You flew through the rest of your fights, making countless trips to the infirmary.

By the time the first part of the event was over, you were exhausted and ready to take a long nap. The sun was almost completely down as the harbingers called it a day.

Scaramouche stood up, heading to the railing all the harbingers stood behind.

"That's it for today! We will resume tomorrow be there by noon." He said, clapping his hands together.

"Everybody leave."

And with that everyone got up and crowded out the door. You looked up to see one of the harbingers, a gorgeous woman with long blonde hair, leading the Tsaritsa through a separate door than the other harbingers.

You sighed, this had been a long long day. You just wanted to sleep. You followed the remaining cicin mages back to where you were sleeping.

Opening the wooden door to your room, you quickly locked it and headed over to your bed. Without hesitation you threw yourself onto it, falling asleep almost instantly.