Fighting Fate (Sylus x Mephisto)

10. Rising Curtains and Abandoned Memory

Previously

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"I'm ready for whatever is going to happen," I declare. His thumb tenderly brushes against my cheek with a soft smile gracing his lips, igniting a flicker of hope amongst the impending chaos.

"...Deal. Try not to lose this brooch, there are quite a lot of people who would do anything to get their hands on it." he says. He pats my head, a gentle gesture that belies the intensity of his gaze. His words send a chill down my spine as I try to process the enormity of the situation. He stands up and turns to leave but his eyes don't leave mine.

"I'll go deal with that one, you go start to get ready." The words hang in the air. My heart starts to race as I realize this is the first step towards changing our fate or fighting fate.

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I look at myself once over in the mirror, the luxurious red fabric of my dress hugging my curves, exuding an aura of confidence that I'm desperately trying to project. My short hair and bangs framing my face, and my striking red eyes betray a hint of apprehension as they dart over my reflection. The sparkling diamonds mixed with deep crimson rubies around my neck catch the light, creating a cascade of brilliance that almost overwhelms me. I take a deep breath, feeling a flutter of nerves in my stomach. Can I truly pull this off?

"It suits you" a voice says approaching me from behind. Sylus' figure enters the mirror's reflection as he leans lazily against the doorway.

"No one can stay wary when there's a beauty walking around." He says meeting my eyes in the mirror.

"The dress is a little tight, I can't fit any of my blades on my because it's too noticeable." I say turning around walking up to him. He's wearing a black blazer that's just hanging over his shoulders. His designer shirt with streaks of red, reminiscent of his Evol, which compliments his crimson eyes.

"You're just going to waltz right into a dangerous auction without a plan?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.

"I like how you assume I didn't make one." He says grinning.

"Find a way to make everyone lower their guard first. Then lure out the ones with ill intentions and get rid of them. Then I'll cover you when you fetch the Aether Core's other half." He says pulling a coin out of his pocket and fiddling with it. I've seen the coin a thousand times but it stirs a strange sense of nostalgia with me.

"Is that it?" I ask, trying to get my mind back on track.

"It won't fail. Promise." He says and I raise my pinky, I know it's childish but I can't help it. He gives me another once over before wrapping his pinky on mine and kissing his fist and I do the same. Our promises felt a little special. He adjusts his hand holding mine and leads me out of the door heading downstairs to the black sports car waiting at the entrance of the building.

He opens the door for me like a gentleman. I look up for a moment. In the sky, the stars are devoured by an endless darkness. The Deepspace Tunnel is silent, seemingly frozen in time. I shake my head and try to fight off the nervous feeling that something big is going to happen tonight. I can't exactly remember what had happened in the game, but this feels like a night I won't forget. After getting into the car Sylus gets in shortly after.

"What did you do with her? I bet she wasn't happy not to be going," I say as we speed down the road with city lights passing us by.

"A deal was a deal, she didn't achieve it. There was no option but to accept the results," he said coolly, his expression revealing nothing of the deeper story lurking beneath the surface. I know there is probably more to the story but I decided against pressing for more information.