(Au! Kidd X Reader X Law) The Nobles And Rebels

The Royal's Meeting

It seemed like everyone was waiting for something, but (Y/N) couldn't be really sure with these guys, their culture was so different from how the rebels lived, and it took her months to understand their's as well, but looking at all these 'royals' she didn't know if she wanted to learn anyway.

One woman had a dress that looked solid with chunks of it rising up from it, almost making it look like she was wearing some blocky rock, that indeed looked hard to sit in.

(Y/N) sighed in awkward discomfort before setting her orbs onto the statue closest to her, she quirked her head in confusion before giggling, but quickly stopped herself with a swift hand to the lips, she couldn't help herself with how badly made it was, the person who made it forgot to give the man clothes, and then tried to cover the mistake with a simple tiny cloth.

Maybe these nobles and royals were less cunning than she originally thought, though they could get some improvement with a few hospitality lessons.

Just when the sneak thought things couldn't get any weirder, she heard a small ruckus amongst the annoying conversations they were all having with each other, she didn't know what to expect when she turned to look, but she definitely didn't expect to see some sort of living tree.

The poor female almost had a heart attack before she realized it was just another woman wearing some sort of....traditional attire from the old legends the chief would tell the kids..but it was pretty embarrassing to know that she was so attached to the tales that she would dress up as a pixie, (Y/N) wondered if the girl knew the stories were fake.

Finding a bit of amusement in looking at all the weird styles gathered in there, (Y/N) excitedly whipped her eyes around the room, hoping for something to catch her attention when she finally found another one, or...maybe someone's snack instead.

(Y/N) almost considered to try and leave early when she noticed that someone was actually wearing food as clothes, what on earth were these royals trying to prove!? Wearing candy!? This was beginning to look ridiculous if not already before.

She was actually going to get up when all the people in the room suddenly went silent as a loud tapping noise echoed through the area, "ahem? May I have your attention, ladies and gentlemen of the royals?" A soft voice cooed.

(Y/N) looked up at the voice and blinked at the crumpled looking old woman up on the pedestal, she was holding the strange thing from before and was speaking into it, somehow making her voice sound super loud, unlike other old women from the rebel side, her back wasn't permanently stuck in a hunch from labor, thus making her the tallest hag she had ever seen, her face had a minimal amount of wrinkles deeming that she didn't get enough sunlight, though the pale skin would have told (Y/N) about that, but even stranger, there was only one lock of grey hair amongst the long brown tresses on her head.

Then the woman put on a wide smile in greeting, "welcome everyone, welcome, I, the mayor of noble town, am so happy to see all of you here this meeting, such a beautiful sight" (Y/N) smirked at the woman, it looked like the meeting was finally beginning to make some progress.

"Now it is time for us to discuss our first topic this morning, which is about the ancient legend from the text" this quickly went from miserably boring to unbelievably interesting real fast, the (H/C) almost fell from her hiding place when she leaned closer to peak at all of the royals below.

(Y/N) felt her heart stutter as all the light in the area vanished when two marbe slides moved over the coliseum to form a dome, just when she was about to change her hiding spot in case something unsavory happened, a light finally blared right above the pedestal, making her squint her eyes at the sudden brightness harassing her vision.

Some sort of picture book began to play as the woman continued to speak, "long ago, a few royals uncovered an ancient tablet depicting of a prophecy that the pioneers who built this place predicted years ago, it said, 'in years to come when man has split in two, a single soul shall emerge from the forests of hell, bearing their strange ways of thinking and wild behavior, once this soul chooses a side, they shall either bring great joy and happiness to the rebellious ones, or help the ones who strive for success thrive and prosper, this soul shall be called, the one and only, hellraiser'" she hummed.

(Y/N) was frozen in place, her eyes wide and mouth agape, but she wasn't suprised, the woman always knew she wasn't a rebel, nor did she possibly belong with the nobles, since she was raised in the forests she just saw herself as an outcast, but, hellraiser?

For some reason she felt belonging in the name, it was comforting to her, it was like the name was directly chosen for her individually, she was indeed the hellraiser.

"This 'hellraiser' must be found, and they might be the only chance in improving us nobles for the better, I am just your mayor so I can't work miracles, but I want what is best for all of you, and what's best, is finding that hellraiser before those insane rebel ruffians" she hastily quipped.

The intruder in the room silently blew a raspberry at the old hag before scrunching her face up into a scowl, how dare that woman speak about her friends as if they were barbarians..well sometimes they acted like that, but they weren't animals for pete's sake, they could act however they wanted, that's what being free is to them, it was their custom, their culture.

Before anything else offending could come from the mayor's mouth, a man dressed in a puffy, frilly black suit stepped up and whispered into her ear, making the woman shoot her eyes up in alarm.

"Oh, I'm sorry everyone, the meeting must be canceled, there is something serious that I must attend to" as a few royals arose from their seats and began to shout in anger and annoyance, the dome fell, giving (Y/N) her cue to sneak out of there, sure the meeting wasn't complete, but this was more than enough to prove Kidd wrong.

Already feeling better from the thought of finally returning to that wide, free, open space that was called the rebel's side, (Y/N) skillfully flung herself into the air like an acrobat and sneakily slid away from the messy scene, boy could those nobles complain about a lot of stuff.

But she wasn't focusing about them, she was too focused on the thought of her home, and the sight of Kidd when she boasted to him about the dare.