𝐄𝐱𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 | 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

~𝐏𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞~

WARNINGS: smut, vulgar language)

The smell of grease and smoke filled your lungs as you sat on the jagged rock near the burning fire, polishing your claymore. You furrowed your brows in displeasure after noticing a small chip near the point of the blade. A gust of wind blew from your right side, causing the fire to go out. You groaned, finding that you were out of fire-starters. Turning towards the charred pile of wood, you raised your hand, focusing on the glowing embers. Then, in a swift motion, you twisted your wrist to have your palm face the sky and balled your hand into a fist as amber flames erupted from the once dim embers. Rubbing your hands together and leaning closer to the fire you sigh contently, feeling the warmth envelope you.

Suddenly, you jolt awake, feeling eyes on you. Sitting up, you look around, the dim light of the fire illuminating your surroundings. You abruptly pick up your claymore and chuck it behind you, swinging your body to face that direction. Seeing a tall figure gripping the blade between his middle and index finger standing five feet in front of you causes you to freeze in place.

The howling wind was the only thing that filled the deafening silence. With the heavy snow storm obscuring your vision, you push the hair out of your face and approach the figure, still holding your claymore with his slender fingers. It had taken you half a year just to master the grip of the heavy object, so seeing this mysterious being effortlessly keeping it perfectly still with just two fingers amazed you.

Stopping just a couple feet away from him you bring up your arm with an open palm and attempt to draw it back to your hand. Seeing as it is only shaking between his grasp you stop, and walk closer to the mysterious person, stopping just in front of them.

Now being able to make out the man's features, you notice his violet eyes staring back into yours. His luscious jet black hair flowing almost elegantly from the heavy wind mesmerized you. Your eyes trailed further down to his lips. Slightly cracked, but soft looking at the same time formed in a condescending grin. If he hadn't been so beautiful, you would most likely have killed him right there.

"What do you want from me?" You spoke coolly, keeping your gaze on him while gripping the slightly worn handle of your blade. His grin only widened feeling your powerful tug. However, his grip was unwavering, only loosening when he felt the heat burn through his leather glove. You took the chance to snatch your claymore back and strike the blade into the ground, now upright in the snow. He lowered his hand and went closer to you. Uncomfortably close..

"My name is Pantalone."

"Didn't ask." He pushed his glasses up, chuckling at your snarky attitude and continued.

"Alright, I know that you're Y/n. I also know that you have great strength.." He trailed off and leaned into your ear, holding the other side of your head with his hand and burying his face into your hair, inhaling your scent.

"What about it?" You continued cautiously, uncomfortable with the situation.

"Join the Fatui. With your wits and ability you can easily get a high rank. You won't ever have to sleep outside again, at least.. Not out in the open." He snickered to himself at the last part. You had to admit, it was intriguing and you always wanted to be part of an organization. Moments went by as you continued to contemplate his offer before finally coming to a decision.

"Sure."

3 YEARS LATER

"G-Good morning ma'am!" A young Fatui agent greeted you, it had been like this for a couple months now. He was recently recruited and unfortunately you had been assigned to show him the ropes. Even as the eighth harbinger you were given the shitty work. Now that you've been teaching this agent for so long he seemed to think you were friends, and you could already think of one person who would be against the idea..