Roman Sanders One-shots

SIX AU

Fem! AU + SIX AU

Okay, so in order for this AU to work, Remus had to die young (but be a few years older than Roman) so that Roman had to be about 19 when beheaded. 

But we would also have to cut down on the years that they were married, so I'll halve it to four years and Remus being married to him. 

So Remus would be married at like...16? Idk, math is hard.

 There was like a four-year gap and basically what I'm saying is that Roman and Remus were beheaded at similar ages in this AU.

TW: crying, beheading, sort of trauma, blood, blood mention

Ramona was shaking hard. She could see the board and she shut her eyes, quivering as she stepped onto the platform. This is where her sister had died. But of course, her sister had died more mercifully with a quick swing of a sword. 

Ramona would have no such fate. She saw the dull-blade of the axe and the blood coating the block and the axe. Her body shook with silent sobs as she tied the blindfold around her eyes.

She lay her head on the block and closed her eyes shut.

When she woke up from the pain, she noticed something different about her attire. 

She picked up a mirror that lay on the floor next to her. She looked at herself.

A choker emblazoning an R lay around where the axe had hit and two strips of her hair had been braided from the sides of her head and tied together with something that looked like a spiked hairband.

 She looked down at herself and weird clothes had been fitted upon her body. 

It was strange, but she felt confident in it. 

She twirled experimentally in the red and black costume and a laugh bubbled from her mouth.

She then noticed the open book she'd nearly stepped on in her strange, heeled boots.

Ramona picked it up and nearly dropped it. It was him. She frowned and flipped to the next page, titled with her full name of Ramona Howard Bloeyn. 

It looked like a history book, but how could that be? She checked the day it was printed. 

2017.

 She was in the future!

  THE FUTURE.

...But where was she? 

She walked to the door.

She opened it and she saw her sister.

Rema.

She was there, fighting with what looked like the be Logan of Aragon. But so different. Much younger.

She hesitated.

She stopped it and took a step towards her sister.

To family.

Woo. DOne. I've wanted to do this for a bit. Maybe I'll write a second part about her adolescence. 

Ily!