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Alric had lived a life carved from hardship and sharpened by ambition, every dream she had ever touched won not by fortune, but by intellect, discipline, and relentless will. Raised in an orphanage that had taught cruelty far earlier than kindness, she had learned survival through calculation; spontaneity had never been a luxury she could afford. Every move she made was measured from beginning to end, every victory mapped long before it was ever claimed.
Which was why the moment felt so foreign.
Perhaps it was the tear-bright eyes of frightened children. Perhaps it was the old man stepping before her, frail body turned shield against a gunman, as though her life held value worth protecting.
'So this is what it feels like to be protected', she had thought, almost dazed, as he pushed her behind him.
And then, for the first time in her meticulously controlled existence, impulse won.
With nothing left to lose and a weariness toward life she could no longer deny, she did the most reckless thing she had ever done-she lunged at the shooter.
She fought with teeth, fury, and desperation, wrestling for the gun as chaos erupted. What she had not anticipated was a trigger-happy madman. Gunfire split the air. Yet in that split second, her foolishness became opportunity-someone seized the attacker in a chokehold from behind, the old man wrested away the weapon, and the nightmare fractured.
As blood spilled warm beneath her, Alric laughed.
A brilliant woman, undone by a spectacularly idiotic act of heroism.
How absurd.
How fitting.
And perhaps, in that dying moment, how wonderfully alive.
⚠️ **WARNING** ⚠️
- A lot of cursing
- A little fluff
- Smut still under deliberation
- Overpowered OC, borderline Mary Sue; if that offends you, sue me-my lawyer is Matt Murdock.
*MCU • DC • The Originals • The Vampire Diaries • Supernatural • Lucifer* ...and more.