Rogue Ranger (Stick of Truth x Elf Reader)

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~Previously~

"You fight well, Dovahkiin," (Y/N) complemented as she put away her training sword on the weapons rack, "We should have a rematch sometime." Dovahkiin liked the idea of having a rematch with her as he nods his head and giving her a miniscule smile. The moment was ruined when alarm bells rang across the city as everyone tensed up as a scout ran toward Cartman.

The scout was sweating and panting from running all the way from the front gate, "Why are the alarm bells ringing?" Cartman questioned.

"The elves are attacking the city!" the scout informed.

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(Y/N) couldn't hear what anyone was saying as it was muffled in her ears, blocking out the sounds around her as she processed this information. Swiftly walking back inside the castle heading toward her quarters no one saw her leave except for a certain silent warrior who kept a close eye on her. Entering her room, (Y/N) grabbed her weapons including her two elven short-swords wrapped in a cloth, 'Seems like my time running from my past has finally come to an end,' she thought, removing the cloth, she strapped her two short-swords to her back, slinging her bow and quiver of arrows over her shoulder before going into her knapsack and pulling out a necklace with a wooden carving of a rose pendent. Tying the necklace around her neck, she hid it under her shirt before running out of her room and outside the palace, letting her feet take her to the burning buildings, screams of terror and battle cries of humans and elves.

(Y/N) took to the roofs, gracefully running across rooftops until her elven eyes caught sight of a woman and her two children backing away in fear of three of (Y/N)'s kin. Changing course, (Y/N) leapt down, landing between the small family and her three kin, "Stay away from them!" she unconsciously yelled in her native tongue, surprising the three elves greatly while the human family watched in fear, not registering that the newcomer spoke elven.

"Where did you learn to speak elven tongue, human filth?" the first elf demanded, pointing his spear at (Y/N) who did not flinch when it came dangerously close to her throat, she stood stoically before grabbing the spear with lightning fast reflexes out of his hands which caught the three elves off guard. Expertly spinning the spear, (Y/N) smacked the fist elf across the face with the spear's wooden shaft, knocking him to the ground unconscious before using the spear head to pierce the second elf in the stomach as he was about to swing his steel long-sword at her head. Pulling out the spear from the second elf's stomach, she gracefully dodged the third elf's steel spike-mace, dropping the spear, (Y/N) unsheathed one of her elven short-swords as parried the swipes of the spike-mace.

She led the third elf away from the small family, "You three run!" (Y/N) ordered in the common tongue, continuing to parry the swipes of the third elf's mace. Following the newcomer's advice, the family of three ran for safety while (Y/N) dodged to her left and swung her leg at her attackers, knocking him flat on his back, losing his grip on his mace when he fell as the first elf regained consciousness and staggered to his feet. The third elf went to grab his fallen weapon when he felt a tip of a blade at his throat, freezing him in his tracks, (Y/N) unsheathed her second elven sword and pointed her blade at the first elf who went to grab his spear, "I wouldn't do that if I were you, I'll strike you down before you could grab your weapon."

"Wh-Who are you?" the third elf questioned in the common tongue as his companion warily watched (Y/N).

Staring down the two elves, (Y/N) said one thing that caused their faces to pale, "I've been called many names, but one name I believe you and your King would know well, Ranger Elaro," wind blew through her hair, revealing her pointed ears, "I want you two to deliver a message to King Kyle, if he gets his hands on the Stick of Truth, I will take it from him and fulfill my dead fiancé's final wish. The Stick of Truth will not be seen again, humans and elves must learn to live together in peace." Backing away, (Y/N) watched the two elves run for their lives as they went to deliver her message to their king.

She heard battle cries at the castle gates, running back to the palace, (Y/N) sliced through the army of elves while she ran, blood of her kin splashed on her face and clothes. Seeing an elf about to attack Dovahkiin's unguarded back, (Y/N) intercepted the attack by cutting the elf down, saving Dovahkiin from certain death. An elf with black hair has been watching (Y/N); he saw how dangerous she is as he ordered a retreat, "Elves fall back! Retreat!"

Watching the elves retreat, (Y/N) saw in the corner of her eye Cartman taunting the retreating elves, "TAKE THAT, YOU ASSHOLE ELVES! NANANA NAAAA NA! WE STILL CONTROL THE STICK! HA HAHAHA HAAAA HA!"

Clyde who was battered approached Cartman, "It's gone," he informed.

"What?" Cartman questioned.

"The Stick of Truth, it's gone. The elves got it," Clyde answered.

"THAT WAS YOUR ONE GODDAMNED JOB CLYDE!! TO GUARD THE STICK OF FUCKING TRUTH!" Cartman screamed in Clyde's face.

Stepping between Cartman and Clyde, she pushed the wizard away, "Cartman! Calm the hell down or I will make you," (Y/N) threatened, "Clyde tried his best to protect the Stick of Truth from the elves, but as you can see with his appearance, they outnumbered him."

"He should've tried harder!" Cartman yelled in (Y/N)'s face who didn't back down.

"If he tried harder, he would've lost his life," (Y/N) calmly told as she continued, not caring of the warriors who are watching the exchange.

"This doesn't concern you," Cartman told as he turned his attention to Clyde, "Clyde you are hereby banished from Kupa Keep!"

"What you can't do that!" Clyde yelled in outrage.

"Yes, I can Clyde, I'm the king and the king says you're banished from Kupa Keep."

"He is one of your loyal warriors!" (Y/N) lost her composure as Dovahkiin held her back.

"Don't," Dovahkiin whispered to (Y/N) who froze from hearing his soothing baritone voice, "You'll only make it worse, Ghost Ranger."​​​​​​​