Heretic: Kaeya x oc

Prolong

Fatui harbinger number 12. The defender of man kind. Warrior.

Who she she before? What made her eyes turn cold? Where did she learn her combat?

Winter had brought many hardships and it seemed it wasn't going to change any time soon. By a fire place sat a women who had face many hardships. Her husband had died 2 weeks ago in the hands of the fatui.

She had only heard about by a stroke of luck. There was a rumour going around in cold and barren town, saying that a high ranking fatui had been seen with blood on his gloves walking away from the endless woods.

Of course the soon to be mother paid no mind the gossip but when her husband didn't return from his hunting trip her heart began to sink. She went to mayor of the town pleading for them to send out a search party but they had said it was to late.

His body had already been found. He was gone.

The women by the fire place felted her water break as she remembered it all to well. This was it. I'll be with you soon my love, she thought. She had barely made it to the medic of the village, before she was gone to.

The only one who remained of the family was a baby. A baby girl.

The doctors didn't know what to do with the girl. They debated heavily who should take her but fate stepped in the door.

The jester. Number 1. Said nothing slammed down a piece of paper with the Tsarisa's crest. The doctors were horrified. Had this all been set up? They thought.

As quickly as he came, he left.

Legend, rumours and gosip had always surrounded these addvents most of them a twisted truth as the years pasted. But no one would of expected what the girl would become and most importantly how she would fall.

The girl being Sasha.