Mischief and Enchantments

Chapter 31: Game

Everything made sense now.

Ravonna knew who he was. The voice inside her head. She knew what she needed to do.

The files explained everything. About what the TVA's purpose was, the Sacred Timeline, her place in all this. It gave her everything, including the whereabouts of a secret weapon (Author: Okay so this is where I kind of deviate from the main plot that was in the show a whole lot so I apologize in advance if I don't make sense 😊). Fortunately, the file gave her the two things she needed to get it. The directions to where the weapon was and a key to unlock it.

So, she did as she was instructed to do. If this was her only way of getting answers, then so be it.

This supposed secret weapon was in the deepest part of the TVA, the only way there being a long staircase. Ravonna descended, her path illuminated by the occasional dim light.

After what seemed like hours of climbing down steps. Ravonna reached a door. Ravonna knew what it was. The files that Miss Minutes had given to her mentioned it. When the TVA was created, the man behind all of this made a room that contained a weapon that was supposed to ensure that nobody would threaten his rule. And this was, he predicted, the exact time to use it.

This room could not be opened. Its door was indestructible. It couldn't be broken down or forced open, even though it was merely made of wood.

It could only be opened with one key. The very key she had been given.

Unsure if it would work, Ravonna hesitantly put the key in the door and turned it. It opened slightly, creaking when she opened it from it being old.

She saw nothing but a pedestal in the center of the room. On that pedestal was a pruner. Only this pruner was different. Instead of glowing yellow like the normal pruners, this one glowed bright red. She also noticed a red button on top of it.

This was the weapon. This is what he wanted her to find.

So it could be used at the perfect moment.

After climbing back up to the main levels, Ravonna hurried back to her office, telling the people around her that she wasn't to be disturbed. She began to pack a bag, only for her door to open a few minutes later.

"I said I wasn't to be disturbed." She said.

"Well, then you're not going to be happy to see me." An all too familiar voice said.

Ravonna spun around to see Mobius standing in the doorway, a pruner in his hand.

Like that was going to stop her.

"He's back," Mobius whispered sarcastically.

"If anyone was going to make it back from The Void," said Ravonna, "I suppose it was going to be you."

"Oh, well, you know," said Mobius, "one man's Void is another man's piece of cake."

"So, you're gonna prune me?" Ravonna guessed.

"I like that idea," Mobius replied. "But, you know, my standards might be a little bit higher in that area than yours. You know, with close personal friends."

"I'm sorry, Mobius," Ravonna said solemnly. "I couldn't let you get in the way of our mission."

"Mission?" Mobius repeated. "The Time-Keepers are fake. We're all Variants. What mission?"

"It can't have been for nothing." Said Ravonna. "That's why I had to prune you."

She was done with this conversation. "Hunter D-90 to my office, immediately." She ordered through her walkie-talkie.