Attack on Titan OneShots! {Requests Open}

Witch Hunt! {Prince!Marco x Reader}

Okay, I'm basing this off of a song. Wattpad deleted my draft of a love triangle, and I'm so upset... But anyways, I haven't made a oneshot of Marco yet, so why not? And I'm changing up the story a little bit, :3 Just saying~ WARNING, THIS STORY IS KIND OF SAD.

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Come now, gather around.
Come listen to a story from our past.
Come now, gather around.
Don't forget to have your handkerchief ready...

Once a very long time ago, there lived a witch in a small town.And that witch had fallen in love with a prince.
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Her bonnet had flown away, the wind pulling her along with it. "W-Wait!"She called out as the silky (F/C) bonnet soared above buildings.Her hair flew around her form, the bonnet still flying.
"This had to happen to me of all people..." She muttered.And then the wind stopped blowing. Just like that.The bonnet slowly lowered, twirling and twirling...
Until a man caught it. He was wearing a cloak, and looked around for the owner. "S-Sir..." The girl stuttered, walking up to him."Is this yours?"
He asked, pulling the hood from off of his head.The girl nodded in response, "I-It is." She smiled. And then she realized.She was talking to a prince.
He had freckles, scattered all over his face. His chocolate brown eyes glistened. "Here you go." He gave the girl a warm smile, handing her the silky bonnet.
"Say..." he started."I've never seen you before. Whats your name?""(Y/N)..." She mumbled."Its... (Y/N)."
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The two spent all of their time together. The girl had almost forgotten about her time stopping magic.Until one day...
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"Have you seen this girl?!" A girl with short brunette hair shoved a paper up to the boy's face.That face, was one he could never forget. His brown eyes widened in shock.
"I... Have not seen her." He lied."Sir, are you sure?" The brunette quirked an eyebrow, rolling up the paper."I'm certain."
The girl walked away uncertainly, looking around for the person on the paper. The girl that he was hoping to spend the rest of his life with.
Why had the paper read the word "Wanted Alive"?What had she done? Why the heck was she wanted?
The questions ran through his mind over and over again."I found her!"
He heard a voice call out from the distance. His immediate thoughts were 'Oh no...'
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Several citizens gathered around her, ignoring her pleas for them to let her go."Please! I'm not the witch, I promise you!!" She yelled, kicking and screaming.The prince followed the racket. "(Y/N)?!"
Little did he know what was about to happen...
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The girl's head hung... Her hair covering her face completely. She was tied to a cross. Anyone and everyone could her her cries.Her head shot up, and she looked at the sky. Tears streamed down her cheeks.
"She's used her magic on the prince!"
"Repent!"
"Let her burn!"
She had used no magic, whatsoever.The prince, Marco, was attracted to her because...She was just perfect.
The girl's once pure white dress.It was now torn to shreds. Scratches covered her body.Smudges of dirt covered the torso.The same girl with the brunette hair walked in front of the cross, silencing the crowd.
"This girl has her sins!" She yelled out.
"NO!!"
"And now she must pay for them!"
The crowd cheered at the brunette's words.The prince pushed through the crowd, earning looks from people.
He stood in front of the small brunette girl and asked, "What exactly does this girl need to pay for?!"
"That is only for us to know."
"Marco stop... Just..."He looked up at her, looking as if he were going to cry himself.
"No, (Y/N)."He glanced back over at the brunette girl."I'll have you know, I'm a prince!" He shouted.
"This is not right!" He growled, pulling his cloak from over his head."DON'T LISTEN TO HIM!" Someone shouted."Continue the trial!" The crowd chanted.
The (H/C) girl only cried harder.
"Prince Marco, you have been captured by her magic.""W-What?" His eyes widened in disbelief.
"Marco it's not true!"
She screamed, shaking her head."I don't believe that." He stated calmly."That's absolute bull." He scoffed.And then the villagers, started grabbing his arms and legs...
"HEY! Let me go!! I'm a prince!!"
He yelled."This needs to be done Prince Marco! She's done too much evil!"
He kicked and screamed, much like the girl did earlier. "Don't take her away from me! Please!"And that's when she smiled.
A true, genuine smile.
She mouthed the words 'I love you' to Marco, her prince.
She knew that there was no possible way out of this.
"NO!!" Marco screamed, the villagers grip tightening.
The brunette started to read from a small book.The girl continued to silently cry, looking up at the sky, a smile on her face.
"Light the cross."
The man standing next to the cross nodded, setting it afire.The girl didn't dare look at the flames, as they made their way up her legs.
Marco only stared in shock.
Why was she smiling?His body went limp, the flames rising from her legs,to her torso,to her shoulders.
A light emerged from her body. It was almost blinding.White wings emerged from her form and the light eventually died down.
Her wing's feathers fluttered down to the ground. The were pure white... How could she have been a witch?
The prince caught one and stared at it. The villagers let him go and he dropped to his knees.
He had realized.
His true love was gone forever.
And he would never find someone as beautiful,caring,intelligent,or as unique as she.

He cried silently, continuing to stare at the feather.Well now he had an angel watching over him.
"Sir..." The brunette girl with the book walked over to him."It was for the be-"
"Don't talk to me. Please."She was a bit shocked by his words, but nodded in response.

"I don't have time for people like you."He stood up, walking away, back to his castle. The villagers watched sadly.
"Well we've all been saved at least."The girl spoke.
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The happy times are over for him now,who was once under the witch's spell.More like put in a trance by an angel...
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"You just had to chose the one the prince loved, right?"
"Hey, shut up. He'll be mine soon, and she was just getting in the way."
"She wasn't the actual witch..."
The man walked away, from the brunette,who's name was known as Niagra. (Random Name)
"It was you, Niagra."