Heirs of The Moon
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CW: not proofread cuz i wrote this mid class lmao, mentions of sex, drugging and death (not the mc), dysfunctional family
Summary: Since the death of Crepus Ragnvindr, His two sons have all but severed ties with each other. Only speaking when they must. And neither brother ever fails to remind the other of the reason why. However strong their hatred for each other, they never managed to show such disdain towards their little sister. But perhaps hate would have been kinder then neglect.
Note: This is based off the theory that Pierro is Kaeya's father, and that the Tsaritsa is collecting gnosis to rebel against celestia
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Chapter 2: Watchers in The Wall
night gathers and now my watch begins
Mondstat. The Great City of Wind and Wine. Full of Songs and Bards and Freedom to do as one wishes.
It felt real, sitting atop the tallest windmill in the main city, looking down at the people, packing up their things to go to home. Take a rest, eat dinner. The simplicity and uniqueness of every person she took a glance at made her smile, just a little.
The things she never got to enjoy, will never get to experience without casting a cautious glance back.
The things she has protected on behalf of others. While everyone goes to bed, only two people remain awake
it shall not end until my death.
While Diluc takes the supposed mysterious and lowkey job of a vigilante, she takes it as an opportunity to gather information. Get blackmail, intel. Interrogate
She cared not for the wellbeing of others who would not give a shit about hers, had they seen her in danger. Diluc was glorified hero, whilst Lady Albrich, and to her dismay, Her brother Kaeya—were most skilled in strategy and scheme. More her then him, since he too had decided to join the Knights, an incapable lot if you asked her
I shall take no wife, hold no lands. father no children
The last door shut, and her watch began. Pulling a hood over her head, she took a seemingly leisurely walk down the walls of mondstat. Heels clicking, loudly, challengingly, and yet it had no source.
Since the beginning of the end of Autumn in Mondstat, this sound had been one repeating almost every night. It faded to one wall and became louder in the other, surrounding the city and taking it hostage in its grasp
i shall wear no crowns. win no glory
It was eerie, irritating to the ear until it made you wanna scream to drown out the sound. And just when you thought you couldn't take it anymore....
i am the shield that guards the realms of men
It stopped, and seemingly turned into a specific intersection before fading into its victims home.
Today, it was Mikail. For the time being he was no victim but an ally. A Fatuus stationed in Mondstat to report back to his superior, and the intel would get to Lord Tartaglia.
It was amusing really. The ginger truly was a puppy to play fetch with. The Fatui had seemingly bored Mondstat and decided to keep a lazy eye on it. Up until recently when Y/N had made her next move. Did Pierro order more personnel into the city of freedom to watch her.
i am the sword in the darkness
And Mikhail, was to be her plaything until she got all she needed.
Men like him were so easy, anything for a person with a set of tits. Especially when war and violence is added into the equation. Soldiers throw themselves at women's feet for a chance to bask in pleasure before the pain
And Y/N knew how to play them to her needs. Her brothers were aware of her silver tongue, it seemed to run deep in Albrich family. What else she did though, was up to their imagination
Despite hating their little sister they never wanted to acknowledge the sinful things she did. The rumors that went about. They decided to close an ear when it came to things that made their skin crawl to think about her being in. Diluc couldn't give two shits about her fairs until it involved violence. Only then would he almost sound like he cared. Since he didn't pay mind to it when it was his brother the culprit.
Tsk, Tsk. Father wouldn't be pleased
The so-called gentlemen he raised broke up the family they had. How sad
Nonetheless, she knocked a pattern on the door, and was instantly let in by an all too eager, silver-haired male.
Y/N chuckled, "Eager are we? You know what I want Mikhail, do it for me and ill give you what you want." Luckily, this was her last day in his home.
He gazed up with wondrous but annoyed eyes. "Later Later, please i really need you today." He gripped onto her arm, tugging her. But she didn't budge
Y/N lifted her foot off the ground and shoved it into his chest, making him sit, keeping a steady hold on his lower stomach with it. "I won't give you anything if you aren't good to me. That's only fair." He sighed, raising his bare arms in surrender.
"The Balladeer has been turned into a God in Sumeru, soundly defeated by the Traveler however."
She raised a brow, "The Jester allowed this? Doesn't he have hate to all archons and adepti? Even his snow queen gets the stink eye."
"It was an experiment, if they could use it to infiltrate and further progress to Her Majesty The Tsaritsa's goal, it was nothing him and The Doctor couldn't tinker with."
"Is that so? Do you know where The Doctor is now? I heard he returned to Scheznaya." She let go of him and began to take off her coat and heels, making herself comfortable.
Quickly, he hurried to tell her what he had. "Yes, he is. Reporting to Her Majesty, He doesn't plan to leave soon. Make haste." Mikhail grabbed her by the waist and spun her around. Tackling her back to the couch he sat on a moment ago.
Within a few hours the last of her deal with the Fatuus was exchanged. Drying her hair as she quietly walked back into the bedroom, Y/N crouched down to the floor, instead of making a rukus to put her clothes back on, she began to fill a syringe in her bag with polluted water.
It was easy work. Slipping the needle into his arm pressing down gently and watched his body shiver and writhe while she took her time putting her clothes back on.
i am the watcher in the walls
She grabbed her bag and her cloak and quietly stepped out of his home, heels clicking once more as she began to make her way out of mondstat and to her home in Springvale.
"There you are~ " Spoke a voice deep, and familiar. Mocking and angry. She stopped and her glare set on her face naturally.
Turning around, she raised her chin high and looked down her nose.
"Mr. Ragnvindr, to what do I owee the pleasure on this fine night? Out for a stroll..
Darknight Hero?"
Night Gathers and now my watch begins
I hereby pledge my life to King Irmin and the homeland . For this Night, and All nights to come.
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