There had been an upcoming meeting where Paradise's various leaders had been invited to attend; most, if not all, were corruption leaders running their own bases within the vast lands; but they were only really concerned with one of them; Blix. Ever since "Annihilate" happened, the fighting had slowed between the two warring cities, but it did not end. And they wanted to discuss a peace treaty.
Aphelion, best referred to as their nickname, Cyan, was nervous about the whole situation. Even if the meeting place in question, a towering, ornate dull lavender meeting hall with a few other rooms, including a stage was a place of peace and violence was heavily outlawed;
regardless of who was on the receiving end.
They dressed in their finest garments, white embroidered waistcoats with black breeches with delicate stitching and silk ruffled undershirt—never forgetting their binder—with their usual gemstone heart shaped broach and black boots with silver accents; complete with a small blue butterfly hairpin. They knew that all of the high-ranking corruption officials would be there and suitably dressed to impress.
As a last resort if anything untoward were to happen, they hid a thin, sharpened dagger with a carved ivory handle within their waistcoat.
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After a few hours of travel they arrived, doing their best, which was fairly convincing, to keep their composure for the discussion that inevitably awaited them.
They walked smoothly through the door into the hall with a notable confidence, which would be comical regarding their 5ft height in a room of 7ft+ tall shapes, if it wasn't for their reputation of taking down Blix xeself.
Regarding that topic, The towering, also finely dressed, shape in question gave a glare at the small hero upon their arrival. Cyan walked towards him sitting down in a chair next to them, striking up a conversation.
"Hello." They turned their head to look at Blix, awaiting a response.
"Hello. Honestly surprised you came here." Blix replied, giving a blatant backhanded remark.
"Well, I wouldn't have if it wasn't for you." Cyan replied, looking at Blix intently, searching for anything that could be a red flag. Nothing. Thank god.
"Elaborate?" Blix looks at them, confused.
"I want to discuss something. Regarding the recent fighting." They were somewhat relieved to get that off their chest finally.
"Is that so?" Blix was expecting this. Especially from Cyan. They nod.
"Shall we go to a smaller room then?" Blix smiles.
Cyan gets up and dusts themselves off as a yes; following him to a room, styled similarly to the main hall, but with a small table with seats for just 4; with two doors.
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The two sit down, Cyan adjusting their hairpin.
"So." Blix says, glaring.
"So?" Cyan looks up, finished adjusting the pin.
"The reason i want to discuss a treaty is because we both came a little too close to death last time we fought. Both us and our respective territories. No offense, of course." Cyan crosses their legs, looking down.
"Well.. I've been thinking.." Blix says, a smile on xir face.
He gets up quietly, while Cyan was still looking down; distracted.
A sharp pain suddenly hits them in the back of their head as their vision fades to blurry black, and they yelp in terror.
The last thing they hear before they pass out is a "No."
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ｃｏｍｐｕｌｓｉｏｎｓ| a JSAB AU fanfic
Horror"ｙｏｕ＇ｌｌ ｎｅｖｅｒ ｂｅ ｐｕｒｅ ａｇａｉｎ．" or Gay pink cat has a obsession over gay square. Gay square doesn't approve. shit happens. A Grimdark Cyan x Blix Fic. TW; This may contain depictions of Violence, Kidnapping, Mental illness, Blood, Objectification, Hom...
