The Fool and the High Priestess

The Return of Aiyana Serafin

Italics- Aiyana thinking in the mind link

Italics and underline- Libertà thinking in the mind link

Aiyana Serafin silently walked through the streets of Regalo. Her boots barely made a noise as they hit the stone. She wore all black- shirt, jeans, socks, boots, and hoodie. The hood was pulled up to cover her noticeable silver hair. Her bright purple eyes were hidden by black sunglasses. Suspicious much? Of course, but that was the point- to catch the eye of the Arcana Famiglia.

Her plan was to get noticed and pulled in for questioning, then reveal that she was an Arcana holder and join the Family. When she was introduced to the family, she would do the spell and they would be at the Castle of Memories.

She was so bored, waiting for a patrol. Hey, Libertà?

Yeah?

When the hell is the next patrol?

Why do want to know?

Just tell me!

No can do, Aiya.

Aiyana sighed. This was really annoying. She was trying to hide her arrival from Libertà, but she was also trying to get there quickly. The spell could only be cast during the height of the sun or moon. But... wouldn't it be easier to get noticed if she was going toward Famiglia Headquarters?

Well, duh. Why didn't I think of that?

Think of what?

Nothing.

Aiyana started jogging towards the Famiglia's headquarters. She glanced furtively around, hoping to see a patrol. She was suddenly grabbed roughly from behind. Aiyana twisted, trying to get out of her captor's grip, and saw a bald, dark-skinned man with a red Arcana tattooed on his head. Dante, contracted of The Emperor. Looks like they caught me.

Caught you doing what? For God's sake, Aiyana Serafin, just tell me what you're doing! It had better not be contraband, or else... Libertà went off on a rant on what he'd do if she was breaking the law. Aiyana ignored him.

"You're coming with me, miss," Dante said sternly, handcuffing her. Phase 1 complete. She was led to an interrogation room, and was signaled to sit down in a chair.

"Alright. I'm going to ask you some questions. Take off your hood and sunglasses, please. Failure to comply will result in a prolonged sentence."

"You act like I've done something wrong. Walking around in dark clothes isn't a crime," Aiyana muttered under her breath.

"What was that?" Dante asked.

"Nothing."

"Okay. What's your name?"

"Aiyana Serafin."

"How old are you?"

"Sixteen."

"What were you doing out there?"

"I was looking for someone."

"Who?"

Hey, Aiya. Where are you? Okay... this was not a good time for Libertà to be asking questions about her whereabouts. Oh, well. It might be better for him to know anyway.

I'm in one of the Arcana Famiglia's interrogation rooms.

"WHAAAATTTTTT!?" Aiyana could hear his incredulous shout from across the property.