Memoriae : Jean Descole & Desmond Sycamore X Reader(Girl) Fanfiction

Chapter 25 : Meet The Masked Gentlemen

= Day 82 =

*Narrated part*

2 days ago was a horrifying day for _______(your name), she woke up by the nightmare of her memories.

*Your P.O.V*

"Fiuw..... It's only a dream." I thought to myself, but just as I turned my head to the left, it was him, the Masked Gentlemen.

"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH" I screamed, and hide under my blanket. I let my head out, and I said "Don't turn me into stones like you do to those people in Monte D'or."

"Wow, relax little girl." Said the Masked Gentlemen.

"Hey, how dare you to call me little!" I pointed my finger to his face, just like what an attorney do.

"Okay, fine. But my question now is : what are 'you' doing here? What are you supposed to be here?" Asked the Masked Gentlemen.

"Well, I am somekind of an assistant for Professor Sycamore. But when Descole needs me more than anyone else, I'll assist him as long as he didn't plan to kill people."

"Why did he choose you, anyway? You're too young to work as an assistant." Asked the Masked Gentlemen.

"Actually, I was from the streets. Professor Sycamore took me about a month ago, and now I served him as assistant, even thought he treated me as his own child."

"Well well, now who's awaking from her beauty sleep." A voice came from the door. It was Descole. He entered my room with a slow, steady clap.

"Descole, you better didn't plan to destroy Monte D'or."

"Why not, sweetie? It's for the best of us, the Masked Gentlemen gets revenge and I get to see destruction." Said Descole calmly.

"You..... I won't help you in this plan."

"Oh no, we didn't need your help this time. What are you going to do is come with us and watch from the front seat of our show." Said Descole.

"No, I'm not going to watch anyone in trouble."

"I'm persuading you here, if you don't come it means I havr to take you by force." Said Descole... Wait.... FORCE?!

"Wait..... FORCE?!?!?!"

In just second, Descole gets near and took my hand. Then, he carry me like a prince who carry his princess. But, that's not how you describe it. He's like a thief who'd kidnap me in manners. He jumped out of the window, and off to a minicopter that have been waited outside the window. Then, the Masked Gentlemen followed up from behind. He jumped off the window, making his walking stick disappeared, growing beautiful while angelic wings, and fly off from behind.

"Descole, where are we going to go?" I asked.

"We'll go to the Monte D'or and stay there for a while." Said Descole.

"Hey, I've got college to go! I can't help you!"

"No, you will. I've write a letter to the dean and told him that you're sick, and need a rest at home." Said Descole.

"You lied to the dean!"

"Who cares about that? My plan is number one on priority list, and you're essentian in this plan of mine. So do as I said and I'll take you back home after I completed my plan for this week, got it?" Asked Descole.

"Okay.... But remember, I won't help you if you kill people."

"Relax, we are not going to chop those heads off their body or what elses. I just have some business with Monte D'or and the Masked Gentlemen have some revenge business to be finished." Said Descole.