Lubbock x Reader [COMPLETED]

Part 1

In the deep, deep woods, a young girl called [Y/N] sat down against a stump and deeply sighed. Her [F/C] hair and dazzling [E/C] eyes could be brightly reflected against the moonlight. Her imperial arms, the Gravity's Destruction: Natseau (pronounced as Nat-seh-ah-oo, and it's a metal staff) was scratched once more because of her carelessness. [Y/N] was a wanted girl by the Imperial Army. She stole one of their crowns because she was bored and wanted to do something adventurous, but she didn't realise how much of a thief that made her. Her father, Genic, was the previous owner of the Nataseau, but after his death in an unfortunate event, the imperial arms was passed on to his daughter. But she never used it until she stole the crown. That was around 4 months ago. Back to the present, [Y/N] was running away from one of the Imperial Army when she scratched her staff again for the tenth time.

"God damn it, how long do I have to keep running away?? Didn't I already give back the crown? Why're they still after me, ugh!!" She punched the ground in frustration. "Life's hard as a thief, huh dad? Even my clothes are stained with blood." She sighed as she looked up in the sky and closed her eyes, keeping her staff close to her. 'Maybe if I wake up, everything'll be a small....little...dream...' And she drifted of to sleep.

A few hours later, she suddenly felt someone's presence. [Y/N] decided to keep her eyes close for the time being, maybe he would go away. 'How did she know the person's a he?' you may ask. [Y/N] was known for being very sensitive to smell and hearing. She recognised a male and female's breathing, footsteps, and general things. Of course, she was human so she never was 100% correct, but most of the time she was. [Y/N] suddenly felt him close to her. 'What's this bastard tryna do?' She thought. The man suddenly grabbed her staff, and that's when [Y/N] opened her eyes and pulled his wrist.

"Where d'ya think you're taking Natseau?" She started at him with the meanest glare she could give.

"Woah, woah. Chill there." He backed up and put his hands in the air. "I thought you were dead because you had blood all over. And you know, since you were holding an imperial arms, I used it as an opportunity."

"Well, sorry to burst your bubble, Mr. Thief. I'm still alive and kicking and if ya don't go back to your lil' house, I might have to kick you there myself." [Y/N] stood up and fixed her [F/C] hoodie and skirt, taking back her metal staff.

"Says the real thief. Am I right, Ms. [L/N]?" The man grinned at her.

"Wh-What??! H-How do you know my name? Don't tell me you're from the Imperial Army?" She went to her defensive mode, pointing her staff directly at the unknown man.

"Quite the opposite, really. I'm a wanted person myself." He says very proudly.

"Oh? And what's your name? Sorry I, uh, don't really observe any wanted people other than myself." [Y/N] loosened her gripped on her staff and stared at the man.

"My name's Lubbock. Nice to meet ya, [Y/N]!" He pointed his thumb out to himself and gave [Y/N] a shit eating grin.