𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 ✧ 𝐒. 𝐌𝐜𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥 [𝟏] - [𝙍𝙚𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜]

𝐯𝐢𝐢𝐢. maids of gèvaudan

𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒  ･ ｡ﾟ☆ ─── 𝑇𝑊
𝗔𝗖𝗧. 𝟴

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 | 𝑀𝑎𝑖𝑑𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝐺𝑒̀𝑣𝑎𝑑𝑎𝑛

･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.

𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝟏𝟕𝟔𝟒, 𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐍 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐓, 𝐒𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓 𝐀 𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒. Sebastien wrote the letter, of the war that was happening, hoping it would make to his sisters, if anything were to happen to him.

𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒆-𝑱𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑴𝒚𝒓𝒖𝒏𝒂,

𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒏𝒆𝒘𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑰𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒔, 𝒘𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑩𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒉. 𝑾𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒘𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑴𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒏. 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒔𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒋𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔. 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒔 𝒖𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉, 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔.

- 𝑺𝒆𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒏

"That letter would eventually find its way into the hands of two young women." Gerard said. "Two skilled hunters who would later face the Beast armed with nothing but a steel-tipped pike. They would be known by history as the Maids of Gevaudan."

Back in 1764, two girls wearing cloaks could be seen running through a winter forest carrying bows and arrows. The two walked towards a cliff that could show a town seen below them.

"But their real names were Marie-Jeanne and Myruna." Gerard said.

The two girls pull down their cloaks finding Marie-Jeanne and Myruna Valet, the dopplegangers of Allison Argent and Harlow Martin.

･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.

𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 France, 1764. Marie-Jeanne and Myruna are found sitting at the bar, as Marie-Jeanne held a crossbow in her hand, as she shot an arrow, at the poster of La Bête.

"𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒊, 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒆－𝑱𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒆." Rene said. "𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒊, 𝑴𝒚𝒓𝒖𝒏𝒂." Making the two sisters smile up at him, as Marie-Jeanne slides her empty glass forward. Marie-Jeanne held up the letter from Sebastien as the two sisters read what their brother had left them. "𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒖𝒑 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆."