"so, we meet again."
........who the hell?
You stared at the man in front of you, with your eyebrow raised, you shifted your look from left to right trying to find a better angle of this mystery man.
"I think our little theory of this person being a lover has been demolished..." another whisper was heard from the corner of the room.
"Yeah.. poor guy looks like they don't even recognize him." Another voice replied.
Wait but now that you think about it, what kind of unfamiliar would just kidnap you and greet you with a we meet again? Even though you know nothing about this person, this could be your key to escape. If you pushed your buttons right, you'd be as free as a bird!
The way he smiled at you looked like he didn't have any ill intentions, and if he did, he would've did something unpleasant way earlier.
He turned his look to the people in the corner whispering around with a glare, "Leave." He ordered while they left in an instant.
The sound of the door clicking to a close was heard as he finally shifted his attention back to you.
"hello?" He called out to you as doubt started to fill his expression before he rolled his eyes. "well, i guess it's been a while. a few centuries or so, how have you been my friend?"
Friend. He called you a friend!
This could be your major key to survival.
You continued staring at him, he raised his eyebrow, clicking his tongue, unpleased with the lack of answer from your side.
"hello?? you're y/n right? don't tell me those idiots got the wrong person.." his eyes darkened as the atmosphere changed to a suffocating one, your eyes widened as he turned his back to you, walking to the door.
"WAIT!" You yelled in the most loudest voice.
You quickly regretted that decision as he slowly turned to face you, eyebrows knitted together as he had an annoyed expression.
"Haha.. yeah! No... It's me!! Um... friend.."
Your confidence reached rock bottom as he stared at you with eyes that could reach into your soul, you coughed a few times, breaking eye contact out of anxiousness.
Your jaw then dropped down when you realized what he had said a few seconds ago.
"well, i guess it's been a while. a few centuries or so, how have you been my friend?"
Did he just say centuries?
This hot guy was at least a hundred years old? Could he be a vampire?
"are you trying to fool me?" He asked, his aura burning even more. He started walking towards you again, your eyes following his every move.
"Wh–what? Fool you? Hell no! Why would I do that? We're like the bestest of friends!" You smiled nervously, speaking out of instinct.
"y/n l/n." He mentioned your name, making you raise an eyebrow, he was actually talking to you. How could he mistaken you from someone he knew centuries ago and still get your name right? Has there been a mix of events?
"...yes?" You hesitantly replied.
"no.. you're not y/n. you can't be." He mumbled in denial. "prove it to me. prove that you're l/n y/n."
"Huh? Should I grab a birth certificate or something?" You asked him.
He laughed, although his laughter screamed bad news as he stared at you, shooting daggers with his eyes. "a birth certificate? you humor me."
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Sealed || Scaramouche
Fanfiction"Be it a hundred- even a thousand years, I will always find my way back to you." A puppet made for serving the depths of eternity and a single mortal who he considered his saviour, the saviour of his past present and future. Leaving Inazuma and co...
