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WHEREFORE ART THOU REGULUS !
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( Stars? talk to me.
talk
to
me. )
+ fuck J.K R*wlings portrayal of ghosts. i'm making my own.
—THE DOWNFALL OF MATEO Pierce happened months before he was set to leave for Hogwarts. He'd been given his task; to make sure Circe Einar dies. Albeit, he didn't understand. Why? Why kill her? Surely they could just hold off on her departure, keep her contained here at Praesidium. He refused to kill his partner. No.
The obstinate boy was riddled with questions, and as he faced Philomena, they were answered. Not to his liken, though.
"You met with Orphis, you know that in order for Regulus to join the death-eaters, he has to kill Circe. Riddle will of eventually found out about her." she began, leaning back in her chiffon seat. She, herself, had watched the little girl grow up into an unruly machine of violence and power. And really, her coming demise wasn't of tragedy, but more so relief.
Circe was a walking cataclysm that threatened all of Praesidium if she were to be released.
"...Yes?" Mateo responded, confusement vexing his eyes.
"But there's a high chance he won't. We've looked at the statistics, and there's a 78% potential that he'll develop feelings for her. If he doesn't kill her, she'll kill him."
"What if Circe develops feelings for Regulus?"
Philomena snorted, "The odds are at 1%."
"So.... I need to kill Circe if Regulus can't?" Mateo asked incredulously. He didn't want to do this, no not at all. He loved Circe with every nerve in his body, and to be the one to bring her death would stain his heart forever.
