Eternal Soul | {Skullgirls x M!Reader}

5• ♛~Crown Princess~♡ •

(♡ This could possibly be the longest chapter I've ever made! ~)

     You were now strolling around New Meridian with a carefree smile. Last night felt goood~ Though, you never saw Filia again (sadly), so you went over for a little walk, recollecting past events. So far, you had been built with powers. Second, you saved your mistress' friends from a narcissistic man and a bloodlust woman. Third, you partook in a circus act that got you famous. Now, you just got involved in a robbery at a local Japanese restaurant. What next? You sighed at your predicament and took a stroll down the city park. The grass was green with a tint of orange, signaling it was yet to be evening. You looked up to see the sky all orange and beautiful. Everywhere was peaceful with little children playing and laughing. You couldn't help but smile at it all.

     As you walked by the park, eventually you heard a cry. A prolonged cry. You didn't mind at first, but the cry was begging. So, you followed the cry, and it eventually led you to a reclusive empty alleyway. You continued walking care-free until you felt a sting by your neck. It was swift and silent. You closed your eyes...

 ... and opened them again. You blinked continuously, trying to adjust to the dim lit room. How long had you been here? You moved, but something held you back. You looked down to see you were strapped to a chair. Your hands were strapped to the arms of the chair and so were your legs. Your stomach was strapped, too, to prevent you from keeling over. You looked around to see soldiers in pale green uniforms and a mask leaving only their yellow eye goggles. Their eye goggles shone in the dim light, looking at your direction. You got angry. "What the FUCK is going on?!"

     "Keep such vulgar language to yourself," a voice said solemnly. It was a woman's voice, deep yet dominating. The kind of voice that demanded absolute obedience. An egret came forward and went into a push-up position in the middle of the room. The door flung open, revealing a dark woman. At first, you could only see her slender figure, but as she stood under the dim light, you were wowed. She had straight lower back-length red hair with a bang covering her right eye and carrot orange eyes. She also has a slender figure. She wore a long-sleeved black top, a matching skirt with light purple undies underneath and flat black shoes. The pistol in her hand was a Luger P08 (a German 9mm semi-automatic pistol used during both World Wars, and a replacement for the earlier Mauser C96). In the other hand, was a black umbrella with a unique tip. She gave it to one of the standing soldiers, sat on the soldier (doing a push-up position), crossed her legs and pointed the pistol at you. "Care to explain just who you are?"

     You almost wanted to snicker. This woman was intensely glaring at you, meaning this was no joking matter. You coughed and replied, "Well, I'm the almighty (Y/N). Just an ordinary guy with definitely no weapons." Her eyes narrowed as well as her rose-red lips. She lowered her hand down, the pistol facing the floor now. "Don't act dumb, I saw you on the news. Turns out you partook in some rescue mission with a feral feline friend and almost got yourself and her killed in the process. Not to mention, the next day, you're over there, gallivanting around a circus act and winning some stupid lottery." "So?"

     "That's not all. Turns out, from what my sources revealed, you're Sir Lorenzo's grandson," she interrupted. She leaned forwards. "I need more sources I can get. Since you're his grandson, it's obvious you know a thing or two that can get his disgusting mafia out-of-business."

     "Woah, woah, woah. Listen, gal, I barely KNEW this guy. I was helping Ms. Fortune to save her friends. Then the next day, he called me back to have a little chat with me and mentioned that. Hell, I've barely seen that boomer in my life," you spat. Parasoul pressed the end of the pistol under your chin. She said (kind of seductively), "I hate liars~"