|Yaoi| Diluc X Oc - My fire has been... extinguished

ℙ𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝟙: ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ꜱɪɢʜᴛ...

The night at Mondstadt was a tapestry of serene beauty and tranquil silence, with the sky adorned by a blanket of twinkling stars and the soft glow of the crescent moon. The gentle rustling of leaves in the cool night breeze and the distant murmur of the flowing river created a symphony of nature that soothed the soul. Lanterns lining the cobblestone streets cast a warm, golden light, illuminating the historic architecture with a magical touch. In this peaceful stillness, the night felt like a tender embrace, wrapping the city in a serene and enchanting calm.

Suddenly, the quiet was shattered by the urgent shouts of the Knights of Favonius, their voices echoing through the narrow alleys as they chased a shadowy figure darting swiftly between buildings. The clang of armor and the thud of boots on stone broke the night's tranquility, as the pursuit unfolded under the watchful eyes of the stars, injecting a pulse of adrenaline into the once placid scene. ''HE IS RIGHT THERE!!'', one of the knights shoutted as he was trying to follow the shadowy figure. ''DON'T LET HIM ESCAPE!!''. The Knights of Favonius kept chasing the mysterious person, but they ended up losing him in the proccess as he was so much faster than them. The Knights of Favonius did not know what to do as they stopped running from exhaustion, their heavy breaths mingling with the still night air, and the calm once again began to settle over Mondstadt, leaving only the lingering tension of the chase.

In Mondstadt, everything was peaceful, with its picturesque landscapes and harmonious daily life, everything seemed to be well... until a troubling shadow had begun to loom over the city. Almost every other night, food and medication would mysteriously disappear, leaving the citizens both bewildered and anxious. The Knights of Favonius, dedicated to protecting the city, were relentless in their efforts to catch the elusive thief. However, despite their vigilance and strategic patrols, the perpetrator seemed to vanish into thin air each time, evading capture with an uncanny ease. For months, the mysterious thefts continued, unsettling the once serene atmosphere of Mondstadt, as the knights struggled to bring an end to this baffling string of crimes.

Night has had fallen once again at Mondstadt. Whithin the Knights of Favonius Headquarters walls, an angry echoing voice could be heard...

''Knight's of Favonius!!''  Varka said loud and clear!''This thief's continued evasion is unacceptable! Enough is enough!! This thief continues to steal and vanish into thin air, making a mockery of our efforts and terrifying the citizens of Mondstadt. We are failing in our duty to protect and serve. Strengthen your patrols, coordinate better, and use every resource at your disposal. Outsmart this criminal, anticipate their moves, and end this reign of theft and fear. Our city's peace and honor are at stake. No more excuses, no more failures. Catch this thief and restore the safety and trust that Mondstadt deserves. Now, go and do your duty!''

Master Diluc stood in the shadows, he had listened intently to the entire speech, his back pressed against the cool stone wall, a contemplative look in his eyes.  His curiosity piqued, Diluc start to wonder how this nimble rogue managed to vanish without a trace. He pondered over the mysterious methods that allowed the thief to elude the Knights of Favonius so effortlessly. Perhaps the thief had an accomplice, or worse, supernatural abilities. 

Skeptical about their ability to apprehend such a cunning adversary, Diluc decided to take matters into his own hands. Determined to restore peace to Mondstadt and uncover the thief's secrets, he resolved to join the patrols, blending his unique skills with the knights' efforts in a bid to outsmart and capture the elusive criminal.

That night, Diluc moved silently through the moonlit streets of Mondstadt, flanked by the knights of Favonius. The night seemed to be peaceful and the silence was unnerving. Yet, Diluc's instincts remained sharp, ever watchful for any sign of trouble. As the hours stretched on, he began to wonder if this patrol would be uneventful like countless other times before. Then, a sudden shout pierced the stillness. ''HE IS BACK!! HE IS RIGHT THERE!!''. Diluc spun around, heart racing, and there, illuminated by a distant lantern, he glimpsed a figure sprinting away. Long silver hair flowed behind the man, and his cold blue eyes locked onto Diluc's. It was the thief, the man who had always managed to slip through their grasp.

Time seemed to slow as their eyes met. Diluc hadn't expected this confrontation. The thief's audacity both impressed and infuriated him. How had this man consistently escaped from them? Was he merely lucky, or did he possess some uncanny ability? As the thief disappeared into the shadows, Diluc's resolve hardened. He couldn't let this opportunity slip away. He signaled to the nearby knights, and they gave chase, their footsteps echoing through the deserted streets. Diluc's mind raced, piecing together the clues—the silver hair, the piercing gaze. This was no ordinary criminal. The pursuit led them through narrow alleys, across rooftops, and down winding staircases. The thief was agile, always one step ahead. But Diluc refused to relent. He pushed himself, fueled by determination and a burning need for answers.

Diluc sprinted through the winding alleys, heart pounding, as he pursued the elusive thief. The man was like a shadow—fleet-footed and impossible to catch. Desperation fueled Diluc's steps, but the thief effortlessly outpaced him. As they darted around corners and over rooftops, Diluc's breaths grew ragged. Then, in a final burst of speed, the thief vanished into the night, leaving Diluc empty-handed. The moon bore witness to yet another escape, and frustration gnawed at Diluc's resolve. The thief remained an enigma, slipping away like smoke between his fingers. ''Damn you...'' Diluc tried to catch his breath as disapointment fueled up his anger. ''I don't know who you are... I don't care who you are... I will make sure that justice will be serve and you will be punished for your crimes! It is only matter of time!!''

Throughout the day, Diluc couldn't shake the memory of his last encounter with the elusive thief. Those piercing eyes haunted him—their intensity etched into his mind like a blade. Anger simmered within Diluc. How does the thief managed to slip through their grasp over and over again? The audacity of it—the way the thief danced on the edge of capture—gnawed at him. But this time.... this time  would be different. As the sun dipped below the horizon, Diluc plotted his strategy. He knew the thief's patterns and  his favored escape routes from information that had gathered from the citizence but also from the Knights Of Favonius. Tonight, he'd set a trap.

Diluc paced the dark streets of Mondstadt, eyes scanning the streets of the city. The streets lay quiet, but he could sensed the thief's presence lurking in the shadows. He'd stationed knights at key intersections, ready to converge when the moment came. The moon hung low, casting silvery threads across the cobblestones. It was only a matter of time.

And then, there—the flicker of movement. Diluc's pulse quickened. The thief emerged from an alley, silver hair glinting like moonlight. Their eyes met once more, and this time, Diluc didn't freeze. Diluc's instincts kicked in, and he sprinted after the fleeing criminal, the knights right after him following! The chase led and the thief was nimble as a cat across the rooftops. Desperation fueled Diluc; he couldn't let this elusive figure slip away once more. As they leaped from building to building, Diluc's gaze fell on a knight's bow and without hesitation, he snatched it from the knight, adrenaline surging. The thief jumped to a different rooftop, fingers scrabbling for a good hold of the bricks. Diluc drew the bowstring, heart pounding. His aim was sharp, the arrow struck the criminal's shoulder, causing him to lose his grip. With a desperate cry, the thief fall, crashing into massive flower pots below him.

Diluc's heart raced as the arrow found its mark. Him and the knights sprinted toward the spot where the criminal had fallen, but shock replaced relief. The man had vanished, leaving behind only a trail of blood from the wound inflicted by Diluc's arrow. The purple long coat, once worn by the thief, lay discarded on the ground as a haunting reminder of their near-capture. Frustration clenched at Diluc's chest; this time, the thief had slipped through their fingers once more, leaving them with nothing but unanswered questions and a crimson stain on the cobblestones....