𝐏𝗼𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬 | 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐚𝗺𝗼𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞 𝐱 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝑫.𝑹 𝑩𝑬𝑩𝑬

"𝐋𝗼𝐯𝐞, 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐲"

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"Oh Y/N, look at how you've grown" said an old witch with a wicked smile.

Each witch was missing something from their body such as an ear, eye, finger etc.

Her face scrunched up in disgust at the witches.

"Do you remember, when I was little. You stole me away from the private school..." she began.

"Then you processed to burry me 6 feet under, in a hexed coffin, and left me to rot for 500 years"

The coven looked less than surprised, instead they smiled. Such a haunting smile that was.

"Why of course Y/N, that was the only way to keep you trapped, to delay the inevitable..." spoke a witch with one blue eye.

"Then, you were risen from the ground by the Cyro god herself..." continued another.

It was true, the Cyro god had been the one to release her from her dark coffin.

"And now you are here to kill us, to do what the scripture says"

She hated how the witches were content with anything, always following what the scripture said.

"You will be the one to put our souls to rest, after 800 years may we finally pass on to the hands of war"

Y/N cringed at the nickname they gave her.

She lifted a hand towards the witches revealing one of her visions, Pyro.

"I'm going to make this as painful as I can..."

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"Mistress Pulcinella..."

Spoke Chess as Y/N exited the room wiping red blood from her lip.

"Clean up the mess, I'll be out" said Y/N without batting an eye at the girl.

Chess bowed and left into the room closing the door behind her.

Y/N sneaked her way above ground with no one seeing her, surprisingly Scaramouche wasn't there.

Now Y/N had made it to the spot. She hid behind a large tree and waited for her victim.

When she saw light blonde hair she put on a face and walked out from behind the tree, deliberately running into her.

"I'm sorry! Are you ok?" Y/N asked helping her up to which she nodded.

"Heeey! Aren't you the girl from two nights ago?" The small floating creature next to her huffed.

"Oh uh, sorry about that...we were just playing with you" Y/N smiled awkwardly "I'm not actually like that at all".

Y/N explained to the two that she an aspiring actress who tried playing out different personas and acts in real life as practice.

"Oh, I guess that makes since" said the floating girl known as Paimon.

"But what are you doing all the way out here? You find any people to practice your acting on" spoke Lumine.

"I was just walking around practicing on myself, it's quite awkward to admit though.." she chuckled with a small blush.

"Hey your nice, wanna be friends?" Y/N asked "why don't we go get something to eat and we can keep talking".

This was just to easy.

"Yeah, that's sounds fun!" Paimon shouted.

How foolish and blind could one be.

"Great! How about tonight? I see you there traveler!" Y/N smiled waving as she walked away from the two.

Once she was out of sight she disappeared before returning back to the Fauti headquarters.

Scaramouche still wasn't there so that meant Y/N was the only one here.

She walked to her "room", she puts it in quotations because barely any of the Harbingers use them as they are constantly traveling.

Y/N pushed the door open revealing a normal looking room but what really mattered were what hid behind the shadows.

Behind a cabinet in the darkest corner of the room was a secret door that hid her actual room filled with strange artifacts, plans, different languages, just everything.

The other room was there so the other Harbingers wouldn't become suspicious.

If one of the others ratted her out this far into her work she might as well just die since life wouldn't be worth living at that point.

She'd much rather die to her own hands than anyone else's.

She pulled out a scroll from her box and opened it.

Unfortunately, she couldn't speak Keltic so this scroll had made a large set back in her work.

Luckily she had stalked and found one who could speak this ancient language.

The Juvenile Galant, Xingqiu himself.

Tricking him wouldn't be so easy as it was for Lumine and Paimon so she had to think of an excuse for every possible outcome.

The hard part was trying to get his face out of the book however.

"I've got to play this smooth, think of everything and anything that could happen...one wrong move can set this whole game up for failure..." she said to herself as some kind of motivation.

"Move your pieces strategically...beat him at his own game"

She tended to turn things and problems into a game of chess.

She was quite fond of chess.

Something about the game reminded her of war, anarchy, chaos, maybe it was because you were trying to get to the Queen.

Or maybe it was just because she was insane but who knows.

"Time to put my plan in action starting with the pawn, Xingqiu"

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