Francesco didn't answer. Instead he said in a choked-up, cracked voice,
"What's your name?"
"(Y/N)." (Y/N) answered, "What's yours?"
"Francesco." He replied, rolling the 'r's with a distinctive Italian way.
(Y/N) stepped further into the room, concerned for her newfound friend.
"What's wrong? I heard you crying." (Y/N) said, their (Y/E/C) eyes searching deep into Francesco's soul.
(Y/N)'s gentle questioning had thrown Francesco even deeper into dispair. Instead of answering, he just sobbed even harder, and collapsed into a puddle of Italian tears on the floor.
At that moment, Filippo arrived back at the room, with Sethy-boii majestically followed behind. Sethy-boii made a small gesture with his right (non-bible-carrying) hand, and Francesco seemed to rise out of the puddle of tears.
(Y/N) was shocked, they knew Sethy-boii had power, but this was... unprecedented. Francesco floated out of the room, controlled by Sethy-boii's subtle gestures. Francesco's face was dripping in tears and emulating saddness.
Sethy-boii descended the stairs, and led Francesco to a room labelled 'The Healing Room'. Filippo attempted to follow his brother into the room, but was stopped by two hooded figures.
"You can't enter," it seemed as if both and neither of them had spoken. "Only the truly broken can enter The Healing Room."
"But what's going to happen to him? He's my brother!"
"He will be healed by our Lord and Saviour, Sethy-boii, and if the time is right, he will become one of us."
"But what are you?" Filippo asked, both needing and dreading the answer he knew he was about to receive.
"We are... Audley's Angels."
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When Hunter Becomes The Hunted
FanfictionWhen Lottie Hunter leaves the FF Brothers in the dust, they're heartbroken. However, the arrival of (y/n) rocks their world... (Btw this is a joke boiz)
