"A puppet?" || Scaramouche X Reader

✧Unexpected encounters✧

Scaramouche pov:

What defines immortals from humans?
Is it strength?
Not being able to die?
Most people would see each and every one of these points as an advantage, though it is the total opposite. Being able to stay alive for more than thousands of years, not having to worry about getting hurt or what the cause of your death could be.
But that also means if you ever get attached to a mortal you have to watch them as they disappear from this cruel world. It's only natural that I've become sick of this cycle.
I had to let them go if I wanted to or not.

I had no other choice.

Walking around like this always brought up thoughts like these. Is it a good thing that I still remember them, or is it childish that I still care?

I let out a sigh, turning my head around I started at the soldier that was strolling behind me. He looked like he would fall to his knees at any second.
Turning my head forward again I noticed how close we got to the city
"We're almost there, so get yourself together"
I spoke with an serious tone

"Yes sir…"
He mumbled with a noticeably tired voice.
Straightening my hat up I walked through the gate. It has only been a few seconds since I entered this place and archon knows how many people are staring at me.
That is exactly why I try to avoid places like these.
It's truly a wonder how Childe manages to stay here for so long.

I continued walking through the harbor with the guard following me from behind, till I noticed a familiar ginger-headed guy. He had a conversation with a tall man who had long brown hair that was tied into a ponytail. I couldn't help but smirk, once noticing who exactly he was talking to. It's kind of scary how well he is hiding his true identity.

As I stood there waiting for them to finish their unexpectedly long conversation he dropped a bag of mora in the man's hands before parting ways with him.
As he was doing so he noticed my appearance. Fastening his steps he walked up to me with a bright smile
"Yo, what are you doing here?"
I rolled my eyes at his much too extroverted personality before speaking
"I have to talk to you somewhere."
The man raised an eyebrow at my response
"About what silly?"
I let out a huff
"I fear it's too risky to discuss it with you here"
Childes expression suddenly changed from happy to serious
"I have the feeling that I already know what you're talking about, here come with me"
"What do you mean 'you already know'?"
I questioned, raising an eyebrow
Childe quickly summoned a Cicin Mage, whispering something into her ear and making her leave in an instant.
"Follow me and you'll see"
He spoke before heading to the Northland Bank with me.

Y/N pov:

You woke up, about to open your eyes till you realized that they were blindfolded.
Neither your hands nor your legs were able to move. All of them were tied to the chair you were sitting on. Anxiety rushed through your veins. The last thing you remembered is hearing that familiar man's voice.
Though, his appearance was a complete misery to you.
Not a single feature of him was exposed.

To be able to lay someone unconscious while kidnapping someone without exposing someone's identity is truly astounding.
The amount of skill it needs to be able to pull that off must take years of practice.

As exciting as that sounds, it didn't take away from the fact that you were helplessly tied to a chair in the middle of nowhere.

Not knowing what could happen next feels a lot more disturbing than you had in mind. At any moment from now on, you could be tortured into doing something you never dreamed of doing.

All of a sudden you heard someone approach you. Their footsteps were faint but noticeable. As their footsteps grew louder and louder you could hear them open some kind of door before stepping into the room you were in.
They heavily exhaled before walking up to you and carefully taking off your blindfold.
You squirted your eyes at the sudden change of lights. It felt as if you were going blind, but just then did you get a good look at the place you were in. No doubt this was a jail. There was a huge door cell dividing your room and the hallway into two. The only thing in your room was a small window that brought a bit of light into the room you were in, a lamp, and the chair you were tied to.

The person that took off your blindfold was a Cicin Mage. She had an innocent look on her face while holding your blindfold in one of her hands and the key that she opened the door with in her other. It took you by surprise that you got captured by your own people. Though, how did they get the idea to even capture you in the first place?
"Why am I here-"

Suddenly you heard someone enter the hallway again. Though, this time it sounded like more than just one person.
You and the Cicin Mage stared at the hallway, waiting for the person's appearance.

Your eyes grew wide once you saw the two persons you had least expected enter your cell. The ginger-haired guy had a normal expression on his face while Scaramouche looked at you with bloodlust
"Is that what you were looking for?"
The ginger haired male teasingly spoke  while Scaramouche glared at you with agony
"Indeed, you really managed to take your hands on something that I couldn't. What surprise" He mumbled, not taking his eyes off you like you were some kind of treasure.
Just seeing him do that sent shivers down your spine. All you could do was avoid his harsh gaze by looking at the ground

"Don't mind the binds, it was just to be safe if something were to happen"
The tall male spoke, looking Scaramouches way

"Wouldn't have surprise me if it did."
Scaramouche replied with a hint of annoyance in his voice
"Well she's is all yours, but keep an eye on her this time"
He spoke before turning around and leaving the cell through the hallway, leaving you Scaramouche and the cicin mage alone. Scaramouche rolled his eyes before staring at the Cicin Mage and demanding her to leave the room immediately.

Turning his gaze back on you, he crossed both his arms, speaking
"You have a lot to explain."
You anxiously starred at the ground, swallowing a big lump that had formed down your throat.
Scaramouche then walked a few steps closer and leaned over to you, laying his finger beneath your chin he forced it upwards for you to directly look at him
"Don't you dare act like that after all you've done"

A/N:
Scaramouche is in his jealous area LMAOO. And don't ask what had happened to Scaramouches guard he disappeared alrr.
See you in the next chapter!!!!!!!