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DNA| Sec.80 high power-chapter 18

A/N: Rhaenys is rolling in her grave(ashes) this is easily my fav chapter, and I think it shows!! Aemond and Rhaella matching each others freak>>>

TW: Slight violence, sexual happenings(nothing too explicit), Rhaella is a top by nature, drugging??? yah rhaella is a freakazoid as usual!!

This is horribly unedited sorry im tired LONG ASS CHAPTER GET COMFY

This is the story of Lady Rhaella Targaryen the I;the strange one and her role in the Dance Of Dragons. Loved by few and feared by many.

The blood of the dragon runs in Targaryen's veins. Something else runs in Rhaella.

BLACK TARGARYEN OC/READER

PARINGS: Aemond,Cregan, slight Jace, slight Addam, original charecter

read the last chapter here!

𝐑𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐖𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄.

Astris had led her to the doors of the brothel, assuring that she would stand guard from the outside. She had not yet entered, however the smells of perfume had already reached her nose.

Admittedly, Rhaella had not planned this far. What would she even ask when she finally laid eyes on the woman?

Briefly, she felt for her dagger, still in its place. It would be hard to kill in a small space such as this, but not impossible.

Upon entering, the sounds of laughter and moans filled her ears. It was an unsightly scene, causing her face to heat up.

Averting her eyes to the floor,she made her way to the front counter. Although her hair was covered,Rhaella highly doubted anyone here would know her from eyes alone.

"Are you lost,girl?" A woman said to her. Rhaella looked at her for a moment before averting her eyes to one of the dancers. A silver golden -haired girl holding fabric fans over her naked body.

A pretty girl by all accounts,Rhaella found it particularly hard to look away.

"I'd like to see Madame Sylvie," Rhaella said, placing some coins on the table.

The woman looked at her, as if assessing her looks.

"If it is work you are looking for,you could stand to do better." The woman said,taking a hand to Rhaella's face,causing her to lean back for fear of her hair being discovered.

"It's not for work." Rhaella stated bluntly. The woman raised a brow,taking her hand away.

"So you are one of those?" She said,gesturing for Rhaella to follow. "Coin is coin I suppose."

Rhaella followed the woman through the sea of naked people doing less than savory things. It was not as if she was a maiden,but her experience paled in comparison to the things her eyes laid upon.

"Sylvie?" The woman pulled the curtain back,"There's a client for you."

Rhaella was left alone, staring at this woman--Sylvie. She was certainly older,much more than Aemond,but not ugly. Her maturity was brought out in a bawdy figure with long brown hair.

Disappointment panged inside of Rhaella--She had hoped the woman was ugly.

"I must admit." Sylvie began,a curious smile on her face. "I never bedded a girl before."

Rhaella did not respond, opting to remain stiff in place. Any sentence she thought about voicing died in her throat.

"Well don't be shy, come." Sylvie patted the spot next to her on the bed.

A bed Aemond had likely laid in many a time. Jealousy found itself in her again.

"You'd enjoy it more, I think." Rhaella finally spoke, sitting on the bed with a notable distance.

"Girls are much softer," Rhaella continued. She removed her cloak completely,revealing her long silver braids.

"I fear that is not me, however." She pulled her dagger out, pointing it at Sylvie.

Rhaella greatly relished the look of fear on the woman's face. Many an idea ran through the girl's head,but she chose restraint instead.

"You scream and I shall cut your throat," Rhaella said.

Sylvie’s mouth closed,still in shock. Her silence was welcome to Rhaella–She needed to clear her mind.

“I am told the prince visits you often.” Rhaella said again,absentmindedly twirling her dagger–As he would.

“You think I am privy to his doings?” Sylvie said,keeping her eye on the knife.

Rhaella stared at her blankly. Somehow,she couldnt be so sure as to why–She knew he likely told her something that could prove to be useful.

“I know you are.” Rhaella decided. “So you shall tell me everything.”

“Did Queen Rhaenyra send you?” Sylvie questioned. Rhaella felt her patience dwindle by the second.

“I am here out of my own volition.”

“Ah.” Sylvie said. “So it is personal.”

Rhaella’s eye twitched. She was not being taken seriously.

Lunging forward,Rhaella pinned Sylvie’s body harshly onto the bed.She brought the dagger to her neck,holding it there.

“I am Rhaella of House Targaryen,daughter of Prince Daemon Targaryen.” Her tone was riddled with vexation although it hardly raised above a calm whisper. “And I find myself with little patience for a wench's games.

Sylvie’s breath quickened as her eyes widened,gazing into Rhaella’s darkened purple ones.

‘This girl is a monster’ She thought,knowing better than to voice it.

“So you are.” Sylvie’s voice stuttered out. “Apologies,my lady.”

Rhaella allowed her to sit up,still gripping her dagger harshly.

“What does he tell you?” Rhaella asked again. Sylvie’s eyes briefly darted to the closed curtain,but dared not to move.

“He laments,mostly.” Sylvie recounts,after a while.

“What of?” Rhaella asks,though she nearly regrets it.

“His brushes with death,how your father tried to have him killed.”

Rhaella knew this much,she was there when Rhaenyra asked for it to be done.

“And?” Annoyance tinged in Rhaella’s voice.

“He thinks your father fears him.” Sylvie said.

Rhaella scoffed,nearly laughing. What a pathetic display.

“Aemond is a child,it is Vhagar that’s feared.” She responded.

“And yet,you've come to me for information against him.” Sylvie retorted.

It was a truth Rhaella was forced to swallow. In all actuality,this woman was simply paid for her service.

However,Rhaella did not care.

“I had hoped for something of sustenance,not the whimpers of a boy.” Rhaella spit out.

Her time was being wasted,time that could've been spent sneaking into the red keep.

“He mentioned that he burnt his brother during the battle.” Sylvie said suddenly.

Rhaella blinked. Sure Aemond seemed particularly insatiable for power,not shirking to terrify the realm. But he was loyal–Whatever twisted loyalty he had.

But to hurt Aegon? Is that not the very person who he was fighting for?

“That is..” Rhaella trailed off. “That is a lie.”

“You wield a dagger to my throat.” Sylvie stated. “It is he who said it,I do not lie.”

Rhaella stood abruptly,pacing around the room. She did not know Aemond as well as she initially thought.

If he was willing to kill his own brother just for a chance to sit the throne…

What could he do to her?

Strategies came to and from Rhaella’s mind. But one in particular shined.

Aemond would never expect it,certainly not from her.

“Thank you for your time.” Rhaella said briskly,turning to leave.

“He talked about you,briefly.” Sylvie called out,forcing Rhaella to pause.

“What?” Aemond spoke of her to this whore? Perhaps to make fun of her,to talk about her lack of experience and how quick she was to sully herself.

“From when the two of you were children,I think.” Sylvie mused,recalling the memory wistfully.

Rhaella did not move,for it would be to kill this wretched woman.

“How he described you,a quiet little thing that always knew what to say”

When Sylvie was sure Rhaella wouldn’t move,she continued.

“He cares for you a lot,if it's any consultation.” Sylvie finished.

But no,it was not a consultation. In fact,it was the very last thing she wanted to hear. How could he break her resolve so easily? Aemond wasn't even present and she felt her heart grow heavy.

She wished to rip it from her chest.He had killed her grandmother with no care,chased her sister through the skies and actively blocked the queen from her throne.

Wasn’t it enough? For her to hate him?

Aemond debilitated Rhaella in ways she could not comprehend.

Rhaella said nothing else,walking out. She ignored the girls and the front woman.

She ignored Astris who was still there waiting for her.

“My lady?” She called out,hurrying to keep to Rhaella’s side. “Did you find what you were looking for?”

Rhaella shook her head.

Astris was mildly concerned at her state. Whatever Sylvie told her had caused some obvious strife. Perhaps she described in detail what Aemond gets up to with her.

“Would you like me to kill her?” Astris suggested. Not as if she had any love for the woman.

“Which tunnel in Maegor’s holdfast leads to his chamber.” Rhaella said,voice distant. She couldn't bear to speak his name at the moment.

“The left but-.” Rhaella had already begun walking in the castle's direction.

“It is dangerous,he may hurt you!”

“Perhaps.” Rhaella said.

Maybe Aemond would have her hung in the outer courts,daring anyone to try him again.

But she needed to know the state of his mind. They had left with many things untalked of.

If she could just witness it,perhaps it would give her push to move on and fight this war earnestly.

Rhaella stood just outside of the tunnel,staring into the stark darkness. Somehow,the possibility of her death did little to deter her from what she planned to do.

“How much of that concoction does he need to ingest?” Rhaella asked. Astris’s mouth pressed into a thin line of worry,yet she answered anyway.

“For him to sleep through the night,only half.” Astris said. Rhaella hummed.

She would ensure Aemond missed the riots all together. The matter of how remained in the air however.

“My lady..” Astris knew she could do little to change Rhaella’s mind.

“If I do not return to our original meeting point,do not linger here.” Rhaella breathed out calmly “Return to Dragonstone at once.”

She did not wait for Astris to respond as she entered Maegor’s tunnels. Rhaella vaguely remembered her way around,from before. The silence was deafening but serene,Rhaella at this moment had no fear.

When she thought she’d arrived at the right spot,Rhaella carefully drew her dagger walking up the staircase. If Aemond was in his chamber,he would not see her immediately. Rhaella figured she was quicker than him,should she need to escape.

Pushing through the hidden door,Rhaella found herself inside Aemonds room–And he was nowhere to be found.

She knew it was incredibly stupid,to linger around like this,but she couldn't help it. His chamber was obnoxiously large,as was his bed. Rhaella walked near the sitting area in the middle of the room. Maps and plans were splayed out on the table,as well as coins.

Crouching down,her hands traced over them. It looked like he was planning something,although she couldn't quite make out what.

Near them,stood a pitcher and some wine cups,one being slightly filled. A smile litted onto Rhaella’s face. Taking the vile,she poured the liquid fully into the pitcher,shaking it around for good measure.

When she was satisfied,Rhaella stood to her feet. Aemond would drink from the pitcher,hopefully this night–Allowing the queen rhaenya’s plan to go smoothly.

The sound of footsteps caused Rhaella to jump,reaching for her dagger. While Rhaella was already in a rather daring position,she was no fool.

Quickly and silently,Rhaella hid behind one of the large dressers near the wall. She saw a flash of white hair and it took everything in her power to not flee at once.

She heard Aemond sigh,taking off his gloves and placing his sword onto the table. Her eyes narrowed,trying to see as best she could.

Was that Blackfyre? He was shameless.

Rhaella’s legs began to cramp from her position,she needed to move. Aemond turned away,beginning to unbutton his coat.

Rhaella stood again,carefully removing herself from the hiding spot. There was no conceivable way she could leave without him spotting her so…

“Do not move.” Rhaella spoke first,lifting her knife into the air. Aemond froze at the sound of her voice. Surely he had gone mad,what was she doing in here?

But when he turned to face her,it was undeniable. Rhaella’s eyes were slightly darker from when he had last seen them. It was still her,coming back to him despite everything.

“Mittys iksā.” Aemond said before he could stop himself. ‘You’re an idiot’

Rhaella’s gaze bore into his own,hauntingly. “And you are unprotected.”

They watched each other carefully,not daring to move any closer. Aemond was sure he could overpower her quite easily–And yet he found himself unwilling to take the chance.

Aemond glanced at his sword,then back to Rhaella. “How did you get past the kingsguard?”

Taking a small step forwards,Rhaella raised her dagger higher,scoffing.

“Your kingsguard are shit,but I'm sure you know that.”

Aemond’s lips formed into a small smile. The rage in Rhaella’s eyes did little to deter him;Oh how he missed those violet gems,harsh like any fine stone. He took a step to her,noticing how she made no move.

“I’ve missed you.” Aemond said. He ate away at how her body shivered in response to his words,like basic instinct.

“Have you?” Rhaella spoke flatly,careful to hide the whirlwind of emotions that stirred inside. How dare he stand there,words like honey on his lips—And she longed for the words anyhow.

Aemond blinked with an unabashed softness,taking in her form.

“Or rather,you've been busy making a name for yourself.” Rhaella spit out venomously.

“I’ve only done what is necessary for the preservation of my house.” Aemond responded,although his voice wavered slightly. It had not been so long,and here she was doing it again,reading into him in a way only she could.

“Necessary?” Rhaella hissed. “Is that what you call slaughtering my grandmother?”

“She was a traitor to the realm,I acted accordingly.” Aemond replied coolly.

Rhaella’s grip tightened inhumanly. If she was swift enough,his throat could be slashed in an instant. But she found herself unable to move.

“And Aegon?” Rhaella said. “Was he another piece to rid yourself of?”

Aemond’s head snapped to her,glaring. “What do you speak of?”

He had forgotten the fact–Rhaella always seemed to know everything,how it had been.

“Should I say congratulations,Kinslayer?” Rhaella piled on,making no attempt to hide her fury.

“Oh,my apologies,I meant Prince Regent.”

Aemond’s temper instantly flared. She knew nothing of the turmoil he had gone through to get here. Standing alone against the enemy,securing allies for his house. Rhaella could not know the countless nights of sleep lost to her,thinking about having her by his side.

She was equal parts calming him and fanning the flames of his troubles.

“Is that what you’ve come here to do?” Aemond watched her carefully,almost enamored. “To kill me and take revenge?”

Rhaella did not grace him with an answer–The truth of the matter,in all the many lifetimes that could be,she could never raise her hand against him,obsession kept her chained to the pits of their shared misery.

When met with silence,Aemond’s smirk deepened.

“You’ve aided in usurping my stepmother’s throne,an act deserving of death.” Rhaella stated,hoping her voice did little to give away her invisible resolve.

Aemond scoffed in near disbelief. “Do not do that.” He said. “Not with me.”

Rhaella’s brain buzzed with hesitation. At the slight misstep,Aemond lunged at her briskly.

She struggled against his burdening hold,although she did not scream. Rhaella thrashed wildly to no avail–Aemond was stronger. For a moment,Rhaella felt a single cold drop of fear in her heart. Would he send for a guard and kill her?

Aemond harshly shoved her chest to the wall,wrapping her hands with an uncomfortable grip.The flesh of his hands practically burnt her,it was only then Rhaella was able to form a single clear thought.

She did not come here for revenge,rather to seek out the horribly tainted love only Aemond could give her.

Only him. No one else.

When Rhaella allowed her knife to fall,Aemond knew he’d won. He leaned further into her with little care for how she felt.

“I don’t care about Rhaenyra or her fucking bastards climbing for something they think is theirs.” Aemond spoke lowly into Rhaella’s ear as she continued to squirm.

“And.” Aemond adds,his soft breath gently blowing the loose strands of her hair.

“I truly think that you do not care either.”

Rhaella’s foot moved to kick Aemond harshly in his knee,causing his grip to loosen just enough for her to get away,but not too far.

When Aemond recovered,he was met with a fiery slap delivered by Rhaella’s hand.

“Do not presume to grab me in such a manner.” Rhaella said. Her chest heaved slightly and the slow trickles of desire invaded her blood.

Aemond felt it too,the smug smile never left his face.

“Am I wrong?”

Rhaella glances to the pitcher with the wine she would soon make him ingest. He wouldn’t forgive her for it and the thought made her body heat further.

“I hate you.” Rhaella said,with little bite in her tone. They were back to their familiar games,the struggle for dominance. Unbeknownst to Aemond,he had already since lost the fight.

“Then why are you shaking so harshly?”

What girl wouldn’t shake in the presence of her own monster? Her own lover.

But then,she was perhaps much worse.

So,Rhaella kissed Aemond with a fervor that caused him to stumble back slightly. She would never allow herself to be completely finished with him.

In this war,they would be each other’s executioner– Rhaella could not possibly think of anything else more enthralling.

Aemond moved his hands to her waist instinctively, unable to help himself.

Through their shared bated breaths into each other,he spoke again.

“I could have you killed.” He said,hands tracing the curves of her waist.

Rhaella hummed into another kiss,her darkened eyes flitting to his predatorily.

“I do believe it would be in your best interest to do so.” She responded.

Aemond couldn't think about that now,only focused on how Rhaella’s lips gently met his.

Rhaella seemed more sure of herself this time around–Like she had gained a new surge of confidence. He could little but allow her to tug and shove him to his bed,pushing him into it roughly.

Somehow,he preferred this,being at her mercy.

Rhaella’s brows furrowed as she tilted her head slightly–Like any dragon would.

“You have damned me,I think.” Rhaella said,though she did not care to elaborate further.

“As have you.” Aemond replied without thinking. Rhaella sat herself on top of him,eyes searching his clothed body. Time was little and less for the two dragons who wished only to dance. Perhaps it was by the Gods design,for them to greet each other with the briefest of goodbyes.

Rhaella’s hands traced the fabric of his tunic,glancing back to his face and he felt compelled to continue.

“You have all of me.” Aemond whispered,so softly Rhaella almost did not hear.

“I know.” Rhaella whispered back. It was not a response,rather a confession. Aemond too had all of her,and it was as unfortunate of a truth as any. She would betray him anyhow.

For the kinslayer knew his strange one by heart,and it infuriated her greatly.

Aemond sat up slightly to kiss her again,unable to be away for too long. Somewhere in between the exchange,he had shed Rhaella of the dress she wore,leaving her in naught but a flimsy chemise that slid down from her shoulders.

His hands slid under the thing,causing Rhaella to gasp softly as his delicate fingers imprinted over her bare thigh. Aemond had yet to hear a sound much sweeter.

This night at least,Aemond intended to draw out a symphony from her.

The cacophony of pants and faint moans echoed through the chamber. For the first time in what seemed like forever,Rhaella’s mind was void of any real thoughts.

Aemond attempted to calm his harsh breaths as he laid his head onto Rhaella’s naked chest. She had not spoken much during the fact,however her one question pierced his mind achingly.

“Do you take me as I am?” He recalled how small her voice was,as if she was worried for what he may reply with.

“I can do nothing else.” Assurance wafted to her ears as she felt all of him,like he had sworn to her.

So,they laid there,hand in unlovable hand, Aemond’s fingertips marked her palms,tracing over the healing scar.

“Who did that to you?” Aemond’s eye looked up to her briefly. Rhaella had been staring across the room for a while now but was brought back by the sound of his voice.

The cut she sustained from her knife to blood the cannibal had closed up mostly,leaving a small,rough mark.

He need not know that.

“It was my own doing.” Rhaella said,attempting to tug her hand away. He would not let her.

“Why would you do such a thing?” Aemond asked with a gentleness unlike himself.

Rhaella shifted slightly underneath the blankets. She was much too hazy to think of a sufficient lie,so she told the truth.

“It was an exchange of sorts,I suppose.” Rhaella said. Her hand played at the white strands of Aemond’s hair with the tenderness of one who had never loved.

If he wished to pry further,Rhaella did not allow him the chance.

“Tell me something,and do be truthful.” Rhaella spoke.

Aemond’s arms held her into his body tighter with a hum,as if it could prevent her from leaving him.

“What did you feel when you watched my grandmother fall from the sky?”

Aemond paused,wondering if this was some sort of trap. Rhaella’s head leaned onto his own,waiting for what he would say.

“Satisfaction in being victorious.” He said finally. Aemond looked to her again, however Rhaella’s lips were made into the smallest of smiles. Despite them both being in such a vulnerable state,it was unnerving.

“And what about overturning Rook's Rest?” Rhaella pressed her naked form,causing a second wave of desire to course through Aemond’s veins.

“The first of many battles I intended to win.” Aemond said.

Rhaella leaned down to kiss him again,letting it linger for a beat of time. He had not the faintest of clues–The acts of revenge she intended to release. For as much love she held for Aemond Targaryen,Rhaella’s spite and lust of blood held her much tighter.

He was about to lose,if he hadn’t begun already. Whatever was wrong with Aemond,was also terribly wrong with Rhaella.

Wiggling herself from his grip,Aemond made a disapproving noise as Rhaella stood from the bed.

He watched as she went over to the table,pouring the sitting wine into a single cup.

“After all this,will you still return to Dragonstone?” Aemond asked,already knowing the answer.

“I cannot leave my sister alone,you know this.” Rhaella replied. Aemond sighed,sitting up in his bed.

“You could have married me,stayed with me.” Aemond said. “You would never meet harm.”

Rhaella looked into the cup,weighing her options. Seeing little way out,she drank enough of the liquid to satisfy.

“That is an impossible thing to promise,Aemond.” Rhaella handed the cup to him,watching the wine go down his throat.

“And I promise it to you anyway.” Aemond said. Rhaella took back the cup,looking into it. He had drunk more than enough,so Rhaella finished the rest of it.

“You and I both know that this” Rhaella gestured between the two of them. “It will only end in bloodshed.”

Aemond leaned against the bedframe,studying her carefully. Rhaella’s braids were messy as were the loose curls of silver hair that streamed from them. Light markings lined her chest—He thought she was stunning.

“So let it be.” Aemond concluded,tugging her body back into his own.

Rhaella allowed it,knowing this moment would succumb to the work of the sleeping liquid.

“I do wonder something though.” Rhaella mused as Aemond’s hand rested on the side of her thigh.

“Your mind never ceases,does it?” Aemond grumbled,eliciting a small pinch from Rhaella.

“Could you ever hate me?” Rhaella asked almost innocently.

“No,but not for a lack of trying.” Aemond replied immediately.

Rhaella pondered if he would feel any different after what she’d done to him. Instead,she let the silence consume both of them in a particular agony.

Aemond would likely not see her like this again,should they meet hereafter it would be on dragonback in battle.

In the dark and quiet,Rhaella felt herself become immensely drowsy from the wine. She slipped in and out of consciousness,blinking the sleepiness away in panic.

Rhaella could feel the small kisses Aemond was leaving into her shoulder blade come to an eventual halt.

He was asleep,finally. Rhaella took in his sleeping,nearly angelic form. His face was so gentle and it nearly pained her to leave him like this. She glanced down at his hands,one draped over her and the other clenched into a fist.

Aemond remained at war,even in his dreams.

When he would wake,he would hate her–Rhaella was sure of it.

And now they would be equal.

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just-existing-as-you-do-blog · 10 months ago

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Enderian charecter analysis time!

Outside sources effecting her charecter (cause i gotta start somewhere)

-she can read minds

-her brother killed her other brother.

Okay so Enderian, being able to read minds, thought that Fable was being manipulative ruling over his people as a mortal and (either before or after) decided to rule over the gods and the church but not her people, they would have to figure that out on their own. (Which makes me curious how end society worked beyond the church, did her religious order form the government?)

Also she once said to Centross that she only found one person deserving of her love and. I think she was full of shit when she said that. She went to war over her brother's death, she felt *betrayed* by Netherum. She was arguing with both of them but was also godmother(get it) of both of their children. I think she just makes a pointed effort not to love mortals, because they die so it's bound to drive any god crazy if they get attached to every single one. So she treats them all with a cold detachment.

So she loved (two of) her siblings, and Isla, and her realm, that's still not alot.

Next I wanna talk about her starting fights she can't win. Soul once pushed her soul out of her body during an argument, and she went against fable, she was united with the nether she should have won, why didn't she? Because the resets, because everyone lost, because all the realms are shattered. She full of her infinite Hubris yelled "silence" at Athena when they disagreed with her worldview not expecting them to keep arguing their point.

She thinks that because she is very powerful and has been alive for so long that she should know everything and therefore be able to win. She doesn't like not knowing things.

Her and Rae!

She hated Rae before she knew, she called him a Heretic, she had him rip his eye out. She found out and sounded confused (and perhaps horrified but that is blatant speculation). She has been watching him for probably this whole reset. She let her chest bleed to help him control his powers and she knew that (the worst) one of the ways to get him to calm down was to tell him "you can't be helpful like this." HOWEVER I am not an Enderian apologist! She made his son rip his eye out! She called him weak when he had anxiety attacks! She belittled him from inside his mind! And had a shit idea of comfort when he got into a fight with his brother that he wouldn't have gotten into if she'd been less of a shithead in the first reset!

Then something changed, I have no clue what, it could have just been time around Rae. She apologized, and asked if he would let her try to be a mother. Then she put in the work to do it, like I said she's on a treadmill working for that redemption arc. She might love Rae just as fiercely as anyone else, she helped him look inside his mind to find answers, the thing she knows he wants most in the world. His mind shattered and his chest bleeding she took controll of his body (something difficult for her to do) and flew him back home. Then sent MULTIPLE people inside his mind to save him. Girlboss's chest must be drenched in blood.

So in conclusion her primary charecter traits are

-her love

-her temper

-her overconfidence

-her complete disregard for human life

We love to see it.

#fable smp #fablesmp #enderian #i might do isla next tbh

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killerandhealerqueen · 2 years ago

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ok. More.

Catastrophe. Something like a natural disaster or robbery gone wrong where both jiang Yuelou and Chen Yuzhi are officers and/or EMTs on the scene. Saving lives, maybe getting hurt in the process? Ya know?

lost prince. This one would just be fun I think for any fandom😊

could just have a super fluffy teacher x teacher, where they are trying to hide there relationship from the students. But, the students catch on to what’s happening. Also works for any.

falling in love with the sound before the face. Where charecter A hears beautiful music and follows it, only to find the musician is even more beautiful than the music. Lmao another fluff. Just thought it was cute

gotta love a classic kidnap. Maybe with like a twist? Maybe he was kidnapped because… OH! Chen Yuzhi just inherited a bunch of money and assets after an old mentor passed. He is not used to the lifestyle and the greedy people he is now surrounded by. But it’s ok cause he has his protective police husband taking care of him.

Boom! 5 more. 😂 some of them I left blank or without names, so u could pick which show/couple u would want to use. 😌

I honestly love all of these, but I'm going to go for #1 for this ask and I'll post the rest of the prompts later

It was a rather beautiful day as Dr. Chen Yuzhi arrived at his daughter’s, Keying’s, daycare, parking the car before he got out and opened the back door, helping Keying out. He then grabbed her bag and handed it to her before he took her hand and headed into the school. “Be a good girl at school today, okay?” he instructed. Keying looked up at him and nodded. “Yes, Daddy” she replied. Chen Yuzhi smiled and gently petted her hair before he motioned to the classroom. “Alright, go on now. I’ll pick you up after work, okay?” he stated. Keying nodded again. “’Kay!” she exclaimed before she turned and rushed into the school to put away her books. Chen Yuzhi watched her rush off, a small smile on his face, when one of the daycare teachers walked over to him. “Dr. Chen, can I have a word?” she asked, causing Chen Yuzhi to look over at her and smile. “Oh, Ms. Wang, good morning” he greeted. The daycare teacher, Ms. Wang, dipped her head in reply. “Good morning” she replied before she cleared her throat. “Um…I’m very sorry for saying this…but there’s a guardian that wants Keying to stop coming for a bit” she stated, causing Chen Yuzhi to frown before he looked over to see a group of women gossiping with each other, one of them throwing a glance towards him before turning back to the group of women. He stared at the group of women for a moment before he looked back at Ms. Wang and huffed. “It’s because I’m a healthcare professional, right?” he asked. Ms. Wang nodded. “There’s someone susceptible to infectious diseases and they’re afraid that Keying might spread it to them” she explained. Chen Yuzhi growled before he shut his eyes and took a deep breath, calming himself before he looked at her again. “Is Keying doing well in class?” he asked. Ms. Wang nodded. “She’s doing fine, but some children stay a little further away from her because as you know, parents’ words are infectious to children and some are raising their voices…I may have to consult with you again” she explained. Chen Yuzhi growled softly again before he looked at her and nodded. “I understand, thank you for letting me know” he thanked, Ms. Wang nodding as he turned and headed out of the school to his car, quickly getting inside before he headed to work. ~*~*~*~*~*~ When he arrived at work, he quickly headed to the MER, or Mobile Emergency Room, office and stepped inside, causing his co-workers to look over at him and smile. “Good morning, Yuzhi” Chu Ran, a nurse, greeted. Chen Yuzhi smiled slightly. “Good morning, Chu Ran” he replied as he walked over to the table where the other members of the MER were sitting, sitting down beside Zhan Junbai, another doctor. “Why the long face, Yuzhi?” Yu Tangchun, a third doctor, asked, raising an eyebrow. Chen Yuzhi looked at him before he sighed. “Ah, I was told by one of Keying’s daycare teachers that I should probably have her not go to school for a few days because one of the children’s parents are afraid that because I’m a healthcare professional, I’ll pass infectious diseases onto Keying and that Keying will in turn affect other children. Apparently there’s a child susceptible to infectious diseases and they don’t want Keying to get them sick” he explained. Everyone looked at him in shock before Chu Ran shook her head. “That’s ridiculous! Why would they…if they’re so worried about that child getting sick, then shouldn’t they pull them out of school and not force you to pull Keying out?!” she exclaimed. Zhong Yiren, MER’s anesthesiologist, huffed. “If only it were that easy. They figure it’s easy to blame the healthcare worker and their child then actually making sure their child is healthy…they prefer it that the world revolve around them” she grumbled. Chu Min, MER’s medical engineer, shook his head. “But that’s just wrong…” he grumbled. Zhan Junbai hummed. “It is, but unfortunately, that’s the world we live in” he stated, just as an alarm began to go off, causing Chen Yuzhi and the others to look towards their large television with wide eyes. “Message from the Jing City Government Crisis Management Office, a barricading incident in Guangzhou. It seems that customers and employees inside a shop were cut by a knife. Details of the injuries and situation are unknown but it’s been designated a small scale medical case. Requesting the dispatch of Jing City MER” a voice declared on the intercom. Chen Yuzhi then quickly pushed himself to his feet before he rushed over to the microphone that connected him to the crisis management office and pressed the button. “MER, roger that” he replied before he turned to his colleagues and nodded. “Suit up” he barked.

~*~*~*~*~*~ Meanwhile, at the Jing City Government Crisis Management Office, one of the members turned to look at their leader with wide eyes. “Still unsure of how many people are injured! The site is under the control of the Jing City Police Department, we’re not getting any information!” he exclaimed. The leader of the crisis management office, Jin Dacheng, huffed. “What about the disaster prevention helicopters?” he demanded. Another subordinate, Liu Li, shook her head. “Without permission from the police, we can’t get close enough!” she exclaimed. “Get a good connection from a distance” Jin Dacheng barked. Liu Li nodded. “Video’s coming from the disaster prevention helicopter!” she declared, soon projecting a live video feed of the scene. As they all stared at the video, Jin Dacheng shook his head in disbelief. “Bigger than described�� he breathed. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Meanwhile, on the road, Chen Yuzhi placed a headset into his ear and connected with the crisis management office. “This is Dr. Chen Yuzhi, what’s the situation at the scene?” he inquired. “We’re currently collecting detailed information” Liu Li replied. “This is Jin Dacheng, there are more than 10 injured people seen visually. There are severely injured people, so hurry!” Jin Dacheng barked. “Roger that” Chen Yuzhi replied. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Once MER arrived at the scene, they all hopped out of the van, Jin Dacheng barking in their ear. “The severely injured people are priority. Protect them with a shield and transport them from the scene” he barked. “Understood” Chen Yuzhi replied as he and the others ran over to scene, only to have an officer rush over to them, waving his hand. “No, no, no, no medical workers!” he exclaimed, causing Chen Yuzhi to frown. “What’s going on?” he asked. The young officer looked at him before he pointed to a nearby restaurant. “The criminal is barricaded in that restaurant over there and since we’ve been informed that he has a firearm, it’s dangerous to approach. Please wait until we move the rescued to a safe area, okay?” he requested. Chen Yuzhi hummed and was about to agree when he noticed a young woman still lying on the ground, blood soaking her clothing. At the sight of her, he paused before he turned to look at his team. “Junbai, Chu Ran, among the patients carried out of the fence, please take the ones with the most severe bleeding to the ambulance first” he instructed. Zhan Junbai and Chu Ran nodded. “Okay” they agreed as he turned to look at Yu Tangchun. “Tangchun, disinfect and dress patients with shallow wounds” he ordered. Yu Tangchun nodded. “Okay” he agreed as Chen Yuzhi turned to finally look at Chu Min and Zhong Yiren. “Yiren, Chu Min, please prep the forceps for surgery” he ordered. Zhong Yiren and Chu Min nodded and turned to head back to the MER when Chu Min looked at him. “What will you be doing?” he asked. Chen Yuzhi smiled as he pulled out a handful of cards with colors on them and held them up. “I’m going to do triage” he declared before he turned and jumped over the fence, causing a bunch of officers to come running over to him, trying to stop him. “No, no, no!” they exclaimed, only for him to smile at them. “Thank you for your hard work, now excuse me” he replied, shoving them out of his way as he ran over to a woman lying on the ground. “I’m Chen Yuzhi, a doctor. Do you understand? Let me examine you” he requested, quickly kneeling down beside her as he slipped the card over her wrist. Once he had placed the card on her wrist, he pushed himself to his feet and ran over to the next victim, kneeling beside them. “Don’t worry, you’ll be fine” he assured as he slipped a card over their wrist before he began to look at them. “Let me examine your wound” he murmured, just as a few officers ran over to him and shielded them with their shields. While they were shielding them, Chen Yuzhi looked the victim over, who was shaking, before he ripped off the green color on the card, signaling that the victim was injured, but not in critical condition. “Don’t worry, the hospital will take care of you” he promised before he pushed himself to his feet and ran over to the next victim, who was clutching at his arm. “I’m Chen Yuzhi, a doctor. Do you understand? Sorry, let me examine your injury” he requested, looking the man over just as the two officers who had been following him ran over to him, one of the kneeling down and pointing their weapon at the restaurant while the other one holding the shield looked at Chen Yuzhi in confusion. “What are you doing?” he demanded before he knelt down in front of him, shielding himself, Chen Yuzhi, and the victim, with his shield. “It’s triage” Chen Yuzhi answered as he slipped the card over the victim’s wrist and continued to look over the injured man. The officer guarding him huffed. “The criminal has barricaded himself in the restaurant, leave!” he barked. Chen Yuzhi shook his head. “Absolutely not! The rescue of the injured is the highest priority!” he snapped back, causing the officer to look over at him with wide eyes. “What? Who the fuck are you?” he demanded. Chen Yuzhi looked back at him and smiled. “I’m Dr. Chen Yuzhi, nice to meet you” he replied before he pushed himself to his feet and ran over to the next victim, kneeling beside them. “Hello, do you understand me?” he asked as the officer looked over at him. “Isn’t that just mere window dressing from the Governor?” he inquired before he also pushed himself to his feet and walked over to Chen Yuzhi, kneeling before him again. “In that case, do your grandstanding somewhere else!” he ordered. However, Chen Yuzhi didn’t hear him and just pressed his headset, connecting him with the other doctors as he pressed his gloved hand to the victim’s abdomen. “From Chen Yuzhi to MER, one person needs an emergency operation. Female in her 30s, puncture wound in her upper left abdomen. It seems to be in the abdominal cavity, there’s also pulsation hemorrhaging. She’s in hemorrhagic shock! Yiren, prepare 6 units of type O plus dark red. Chu Min, rapidly warm blood transfusion to level 1” he ordered, just as the officer turned to look at him with wide eyes. “Oi!” he exclaimed, but Chen Yuzhi ignored him in favor of continuing to bark orders to his team. “Junbai and the others, please come to the ER car after handling emergency services” he instructed as the officer glared at him. “Are you even listening?!” he exclaimed, just as Chen Yuzhi looked at him. “Carry this woman” he ordered before he looked down at the woman. “I’m lifting you up now” he declared, his hand still on her abdomen, when a sign suddenly exploded behind him, causing him to let out a gasp of surprise. He then looked up to see a man pointing a gun at him from the second-story window of the restaurant, a crazed look in his eyes. “Take shelter! Get away from the restaurant!” the officer shouted before he grabbed the injured woman by her legs while Chen Yuzhi wrapped his arms around her torso, both men pushing themselves to their feet before they took shelter behind a nearby truck. “Give me that woman! That woman wearing a restaurant uniform!” the suspect shouted from the window before he ran back inside. Once he was inside, Chen Yuzhi glanced towards the window before he took a deep breath. “Let’s go!” he whispered before he scooped the woman into his arms and pushed himself to his feet, running out from behind the truck towards the MER, much to the officer’s horror. “Hey!” he exclaimed, quickly taking after Chen Yuzhi when the suspect suddenly ran out of the restaurant and stopped behind them. “Hand her over!” he shouted before he raised his gun and fired a shot, hitting the magnetic mounted vehicle light off of car while also causing Chen Yuzhi to duck behind the car to take cover. Once he had taken cover, the police officer who had been protecting him the entire time grabbed a smoke bomb from off his belt and pulled the tag before chucking it towards the suspect, the bomb going off to create a large plume of smoke. As soon as the bomb went off, Chen Yuzhi shot to his feet and ran towards the MER, carefully stepping over the barricade before he ran over to the ambulance where Zhong Yiren and Chu Min were waiting for him. He then placed the injured woman on the gurney, quickly strapping her in before Zhong Yiren pressed a button, raising the gurney up into the ambulance as Chen Yuzhi looked at her. “Yiren, I’ll open her abdomen immediately with general anesthesia” he declared, Zhong Yiren nodding in agreement. “Okay” she agreed as Chen Yuzhi helped push the gurney into the MER. “Secure an 18-gauge line for blood transfusion on her right” he ordered. Zhong Yiren nodded as she stepped into the MER. “Okay” she agreed as she and Chu Min pushed the gurney towards the operating room doors. “Also, since she’s in shock, please insert an A line” Chen Yuzhi added. Zhong Yiren nodded for the third time. “Understood” she replied as Chen Yuzhi looked at Chu Min. “Chu Min, prepare the monitor. Prime her for level 1” he instructed before he hopped into the MER, quickly removing his mask and jacket to reveal his scrubs underneath. “Chu Ran, turn on all the monitors” he ordered. “Okay!” Chu Ran agreed as he walked over to the PPE station and reached for his disposable medical gown when the officer that was protecting him jumped into the MER and pinned him to the wall. “Are you trying to die?!” he shouted. Chen Yuzhi looked at him with wide eyes before he took a deep breath and grabbed the arm that was pinning him to the wall, pulling it away from him. “Sorry, but I’m in a hurry” he stated, about to slip away when the police officer grabbed him and pinned him to the wall again. “You’re not going anywhere” he growled, just as Chen Yuzhi glared at him. “What’s your name?” he demanded. The officer looked at him before he huffed. “Chief Jiang Yuelou of the Jing City Police Department” he answered. Chen Yuzhi nodded slowly. “Well, Chief Jiang, if you do not let go of me this instant, that woman in there is going to die and I don’t know if you want her death on your hands” he growled. Jiang Yuelou was quiet before he huffed and released him, Chen Yuzhi dusting off his scrubs before he looked at him and motioned outside. “Now…kindly leave my ambulance” he ordered. Jiang Yuelou huffed before he nodded and turned, hopping out of the MER as Chen Yuzhi closed the back of the van and took a deep breath. “Alright” he murmured. ~*~*~*~*~*~ After he washed his hands and put on his PPE, Chen Yuzhi stepped into the operating room, quickly beginning the operation while Zhan Junbai’s assistance. “The arteries and veins of the omentum are cut in 3 places and bleeding. Blood pressure?” Chen Yuzhi asked. “It’s 64 over 40” Zhong Yiren answered, looking over at the monitor as Chu Ran looked up at Chen Yuzhi. “I can’t measure saturation” she stated. Chen Yuzhi hummed before he looked over at Yu Tangchun. “Tangchun—” he started when Yu Tangchun looked back at him. “Pean and 3-0 silk thread” he declared. Chen Yuzhi smiled. “Right” he agreed before he held out his hand. “I need the cooper” he stated. Yu Tangchun nodded and handed him the surgical forceps that he needed as he looked at Zhan Junbai. “Junbai, tubal ligation” he instructed. Zhan Junbai nodded. “Okay” he agreed before he looked at Yu Tangchun. “3-0 silk thread, please” he requested. Yu Tangchun nodded and handed him the forceps before he and Chen Yuzhi continued with the surgery. ~*~*~*~*~*~ After the surgery, the MER team waited for the anesthesia to wear off before Zhong Yiren leaned down. “Ms. Xu? Ms. Xu, can you hear me?” she asked. After a moment, their patient, Xu Rongyao, slowly opened her eyes, causing everyone in the ambulance to let out a sigh of relief as Xu Rongyao let out a soft groan. “Yuyu…” she croaked, just as Chen Yuzhi stepped forward and comfortingly rubbed her arm. “Ms. Xu, I’m Dr. Chen Yuzhi. You’ll be fine” he promised as she turned to look at him. “Yuyu…” she repeated before she made to sit up. “Please help my daughter!” she begged, only to have Chen Yuzhi gently push her back down. “Don’t move” he instructed as Zhan Junbai looked at her. “Please calm down or you’ll open your wound” he added. Xu Rongyao complied with their instructions and laid still before she looked at Chen Yuzhi. “My daughter…is inside” she panted. Chen Yuzhi and the rest of the MER team looked at her in shock. “Inside?” Chu Min repeated as Chen Yuzhi looked over at Yu Tangchun. “Tangchun, please inform Chief Jiang” he instructed. Yu Tangchun nodded and quickly made his way to the entrance of the operating room as Chen Yuzhi looked back at Xu Rongyao. “It’s okay, Ms. Xu, please calm down first” he soothed, just as Jiang Yuelou stepped into the operating room and walked over to the gurney, looking down at Xu Rongyao. “I’m Chief Jiang Yuelou of the Jing City Police Department. The criminal says he wants you; do you know him?” he demanded. Chen Yuzhi glanced at him before he looked at Xu Rongyao again as she nodded weakly. “He’s my ex…husband. He was very violent. I ran away with my daughter…but he followed me. He…attacked the customers…and stabbed me. But Yuyu…she’s still…still inside” she explained. Jiang Yuelou looked at her in horror. “She’s still inside?!” he exclaimed. Xu Rongyao nodded weakly again. “Please help me. Please!” she begged, Zhong Yiren, Chen Yuzhi, and Zhan Junbai all soothing her to keep her blood pressure down when Jiang Yuelou looked at Chen Yuzhi. “Dr. Chen. A word” he requested. Chen Yuzhi looked back at him before he looked at Zhan Junbai. “You’re in charge” he instructed before he stepped away and followed after Jiang Yuelou, both men stepping out of the operating room. “Yes?” he asked. “Don’t transport her yet” Jiang Yuelou instructed, causing Chen Yuzhi to look at him in shock. “What…why?!” he demanded. Jiang Yuelou huffed. “She’s the bargaining chip we need” he replied. Chen Yuzhi shook his head. “Absolutely not, she needs to go to the hospital immediately—” he started when Jiang Yuelou grabbed him by the front of his scrubs. “The life of a child is at stake! This is what the mother wants!” he exclaimed. Chen Yuzhi was quiet before he sighed and nodded slightly. “We’ll take care of her until the last minute. But if the situation becomes dangerous, we’re transporting her right away” he murmured. Jiang Yuelou looked at him before he released his scrub, just as his earpiece crackled. “Chief Jiang, there’s a demand from the suspect!” an officer exclaimed, causing Jiang Yuelou to sigh before he pulled his phone out of his pocket and held it up between him and Chen Yuzhi to show a live feed of the suspect at the second-story window again, but this time he was holding a little girl in his arms and pointing his gun at her. “Bring Rongyao here! Otherwise…I’ll kill the child!” he shouted. After seeing the video, Jiang Yuelou and Chen Yuzhi looked at each other before Jiang Yuelou turned and headed back into the operating room, showing the video to Xu Rongyao. “Can you confirm that this is your daughter?” he asked. Xu Rongyao frowned but the minute she saw the little girl on the video, her eyes widened and she slowly lifted her head so that she could see the video better. “Yuyu…” she breathed as the video continued to play. “Bring Rongyao here!” the suspect roared, causing Xu Rongyao to slowly push herself up off the bed. “I’ll go” she declared, only to have Zhan Junbai and Yu Tangchun gently push her back down. “You can’t move right now” they murmured as Jiang Yuelou looked at her. “We’re a team specializing in barricading cases. We’ll put time into developing a strategy” he promised, only for Xu Rongyao to shake her head. “By then, Yuyu will die” she exclaimed, causing everyone to look at her in confusion as she whimpered. “That child has type 1 diabetes. I just gave her insulin, but she hasn’t eaten!” she exclaimed, causing Chen Yuzhi’s eyes to widen in horror as Jiang Yuelou frowned. “What’s that?” he asked as Chen Yuzhi looked at Xu Rongyao. “Has she ever had a hypoglycemic shock?” he inquired. Xu Rongyao nodded. “Yes” she answered. “Which hospital? Which hospital do you go to?” Chen Yuzhi asked gently. “Jing City Medical” Xu Rongyao replied. Chen Yuzhi nodded. “Okay” he whispered before he looked at the others. “Excuse me for a moment” he murmured as he stepped away and pulled out his phone, dialing a number. “Dr. Qiu. Yes, this is Dr. Chen. Listen, I need the medical file of one of your patients, a Xu Yuyu. She has type 1 diabetes. If you could please send the file to the MER, I would appreciate it” he stated. Not even a moment later, the medical files appeared on Chu Min’s iPad, causing him to look up at Chen Yuzhi. “Dr. Chen. I’ve got the medical records. I’ll share them now” he declared before he shared the files to the television screens in the MER, all of the doctors and Jiang Yuelou turning to look at the files. “Her blood sugar is out of control. She’s had 3 hypoglycemic attacks” Chu Ran murmured as Zhan Junbai hummed. “She uses fast-acting insulin of the grangin and aspart types” he stated as Chen Yuzhi looked at his watch. “Almost an hour’s passed since the injection, she’s in an extreme state of tension. She could have a seizure at any time” he declared. “But what does that mean?!” Jiang Yuelou exclaimed, making Chen Yuzhi turn to look at him. “Yuyu lacks a hormone that lowers blood sugar levels and has a resulting condition called hyperglycemia. Therefore, she has to inject that hormone called insulin before meals. She has to eat after lowering her blood sugar but she hasn’t eaten until now, which means that her blood sugar level is too low. She’s at an increased risk of having a hypoglycemic attack” he explained. Jiang Yuelou frowned. “What if she has a seizure?” he asked. “Cold sweat, heart palpitations, convulsions, disturbance of consciousness…if left alone, it will lead to death” Yu Tangchun answered. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Meanwhile, inside the restaurant, the suspect walked over to Yuyu, who was leaning against the side of the stairs almost in a catatonic state, and sat down beside her, pulling out a package of chocolate. “Yuyu, here. Eat this” he instructed before he shoved one of the candies in her mouth, Yuyu beginning to eat as he closed the package. “Just wait. Mom will be coming soon” he promised, just as Yuyu’s eyes fluttered and she fainted. The minute he heard Yuyu’s head hit the wooden stair, the suspect turned and when he saw that she was unconscious, his eyes widened in horror. “Hey, Yuyu. What’s wrong? Hey!” he exclaimed, reaching out to shake her shoulder. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Back in the MER, Chen Yuzhi looked at Jiang Yuelou. “Glucose needs to be administered” he stated before he looked over at Chu Ran. “Chu Ran, prepare 2 bottles of 20cc of 50% glucose” he instructed. Chu Ran nodded. “Understood” she replied, quickly rushing to start preparing the bottles as Chen Yuzhi looked over at her again. “Just in case, add 1 vial of glucagon” he ordered. Chu Ran nodded as he looked at Chu Min. “Chu Min, do you have a blood glucose meter?” he asked. Chu Min nodded. “I’ll go get it!” he declared. Chen Yuzhi nodded. “I’ll leave it to you” he replied, Chu Min rushing out of the room as Jiang Yuelou’s walkie-talkie crackled. “Chief Jiang, the suspect is shouting!” a voice exclaimed, causing Jiang Yuelou to pull his phone out of his pocket, Chen Yuzhi stepping over to look at the screen with him. “Yuyu has collapsed! Hurry up and bring Rongyao! Yuyu will die!” he shouted. Jiang Yuelou then let out a growl before he rushed over to the entrance of the MER and opened the door, jumping out as Chen Yuzhi looked at Chu Ran. “Chu Ran, hurry please” he instructed before he looked over at Xu Rongyao, who was still struggling to sit up. “Ms. Xu, the police are here. It’s okay. Please breathe peacefully, breathe slowly. It’s okay” he soothed, walking over to her before cupping the back of her head so that she was looking at him. “It’s fine, she’ll be okay. I won’t let her die” he promised. ~*~*~*~*~*~ While Chen Yuzhi was soothing Xu Rongyao, Jiang Yuelou was running back over to his team. “Team B, do you have a clear shot?” he inquired. “We don’t, the hostage is being used as a shield” the sniper who was positioned across from the restaurant, a subordinate by the name of Sun Yongren, answered. “The child is in danger. Shoot him when you have a clear shot” Jiang Yuelou barked. “Understood” Sun Yongren answered. Jiang Yuelou then took a deep breath before he picked up the mic that connected to the car’s horn speaker. “This is Chief Jiang Yuelou, I’m in charge of the scene. According to the doctor, Yuyu’s condition is serious. It’s a race against time. Will you let Yuyu take an injection?” he inquired. “No way! The police should stay away!” the suspect shouted back. Jiang Yuelou growled. “Yuyu will die, are you okay with that?!” he roared. “Hurry up and send Rongyao!” the suspect shouted. ~*~*~*~*~*~ In the MER, Xu Rongyao looked at Chen Yuzhi weakly. “Let me go. I’ll take her place” she croaked as Zhan Junbai looked over at him as well. “Yuzhi, she’s tachycardic and tachypneic and seems to be in poor condition. Her blood pressure’s also dropping. We need to get her to the hospital; it’s dangerous” he stated. Chen Yuzhi nodded. “Let’s transport. Yiren, give her 12 liters of oxygen” he ordered before he looked at Yu Tangchun. “Tangchun, raise the speed of the blood transfusion” he continued. Yu Tangchun and Zhong Yiren nodded and began to work when Xu Rongyao looked at Chen Yuzhi. “Please…let me go…” she begged. Chen Yuzhi looked back at her before he reached out and gently placed a hand on her arm. “We will help your daughter. I promise you” he promised. Xu Rongyao looked at him before she weakly lifted her arm, causing him to look down at it before he gently grasped it in his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze as Zhong Yiren looked at him. “Oxygen replacement is completed” she stated as Yu Tangchun looked at him as well. “Monitoring is done” he declared. Chen Yuzhi hummed as Zhan Junbai looked at the monitor. “12 liters of oxygen, saturation is…89. It could be ARDS” he mused, making Chen Yuzhi look over at him. “Please tell them to be careful about her breathing condition during transportation” he instructed. His team nodded as they began transporting Xu Rongyao out of the MER, Chen Yuzhi letting go of her hand before he slipped his jacket back on and took a deep breath. He wasn’t going to let this child die. Absolutely not. ~*~*~*~*~*~ While they were transporting Xu Rongyao to an ambulance, in the restaurant, the suspect was pacing back and forth, spewing curses and kicking over chairs, absolutely fuming while Yuyu laid on some cushions, her breathing very slow and shallow. Meanwhile, outside, Chen Yuzhi and Chu Ran ran over to the barricade and Jiang Yuelou, Chen Yuzhi looking at him with wide eyes. “Jiang Yuelou!” he shouted, causing Jiang Yuelou looking over at him as he panted harshly. “We had to transport Rongyao. It was too dangerous to keep her here” he stated. Jiang Yuelou growled and smacked the barricade in anger as Chen Yuzhi looked at him. “You need to get me to the restaurant. I’ll carry the medicine and administer it to Yuyu” he declared, causing Jiang Yuelou to look at him with wide eyes. “Are you out of your fucking mind?!” he shouted. “The criminal didn’t say anything about medical workers, did he?” Chen Yuzhi asked, only for Jiang Yuelou to shake his head. “Absolutely not. It’s too dangerous” he argued. “There’s no time!” Chen Yuzhi shouted, causing Jiang Yuelou to look at him in shock as he huffed. “I have to hurry up and help Yuyu or else she will die. Please” he begged. Jiang Yuelou looked at him before he sighed and looked over at another one of his officers. “Song Rong, bring your shield” he ordered. The officer, Song Rong, nodded. “Yes sir” he replied as Chen Yuzhi stepped over the barricade, Chu Ran handing him the bag of medicine before he looked at Jiang Yuelou and nodded, both men plus a few of Jiang Yuelou’s subordinates making their way towards the restaurant. Once they reached the restaurant, Jiang Yuelou and his men set up their shields as Chen Yuzhi looked up to the second story-window and raised his hands, showing the clear bag full of medicine. “Mr. Liang! I’m Dr. Chen Yuzhi. I’m bringing glucose and blood sugar raising medicine now” he called out, only to have the suspect, Liang Xiaorun, point his gun at them. “No! You might be the police!” he shouted. “Then what do you want to do? Yuyu’s condition is serious, she has to take medicine right away!” Chen Yuzhi called back. “Then a woman! I’ll allow a nurse!” Liang Xiaorun shouted. Chen Yuzhi shook his head. “You either get me or you allow your daughter to die! What’s it going to be, Mr. Liang?” he shouted, just as Jiang Yuelou’s walkie-talkie crackled. “This is the main office. Jiang Yuelou, what are you doing?” a voice inquired, causing Jiang Yuelou to click the talk button. “Director Zhao—” he started. “Why are you having a doctor negotiate?” the voice demanded. Jiang Yuelou huffed. “The condition of the child hostage is serious and there’s no time to spare” he answered. “Are you going to rely on amateurs? Disguise a female police officer as a nurse” Zhao Jingming ordered, just as Chen Yuzhi turned toward Jiang Yuelou and reached out, turning him towards him. “Excuse me” he murmured before he grabbed the walkie-talkie and pressed the talk button. “This is Dr. Chen Yuzhi of the Jing City MER. In order to save the patient, we’ll need to administer glucose and other drugs depending on the situation. It’s impossible to do if you’re not a medical professional” he stated. “I’m not asking for your opinion!” Zhao Jingming roared. “Offering a civilian to a barricading criminal, you’re a disgrace to the police force!” another director exclaimed. “If you make a mistake, not only the commissioner, but the police force will lose credibility” a third director stated, causing Chen Yuzhi to take a deep breath as Zhao Jingming huffed over the line. “Jiang Yuelou, don’t you have any pride as a police officer?” he demanded. “In the unlikely even anything happens, our honor as police will completely collapse!” another director exclaimed, just as Chen Yuzhi clicked the talk button again. “That’s enough” he hissed, his voice so venomous that Jiang Yuelou couldn’t help but look at him in shock as he continued to hold the walkie-talkie to his mouth. “There is a child dying right in front of us. Honor or shame, she doesn’t care about that. If we don’t go now, we won’t be able to help her! So, get your heads out of your fucking asses and THINK! Imagine if this was your child who was in trouble. You wouldn’t be sitting around arguing about all of this nonsense, you would be doing everything in your power to save them. Don’t you think Yuyu deserves that same courtesy?!” he roared. The line was silent before a new voice spoke. “This is Governor Bai Jinbo. Please adopt the idea of Dr. Chen. I’ll take all responsibility” a voice assured, causing one of the directors to sigh. “Well, this is a police issue. Please don’t say unnecessary things” he instructed, just as Chen Yuzhi growled. “I wonder how you all will be able to sleep at night knowing that you let an innocent girl die because of politics” he snarled before he let go of the walkie-talkie and looked at Jiang Yuelou. “I’m going in” he declared. Jiang Yuelou’s eyes widened in horror before he shook his head. “Like hell you are!” he exclaimed. Chen Yuzhi growled. “I’m not letting this girl die, Jiang Yuelou. I’m not” he snarled. Jiang Yuelou looked at him before he sighed. “Fine. Song Rong, get the mic” he ordered. Song Rong looked over at him and nodded as Jiang Yuelou’s walkie-talkie crackled. “Jiang Yuelou, are you doing it?” Zhao Jingming demanded, causing Jiang Yuelou to pick up his walkie-talkie. “It’s the only way now” he answered before he looked at Chen Yuzhi and grabbed him by the arm, dragging him into a nearby restaurant, Song Rong following behind. “Hit the mic once when there’s a chance for rescue; hit the mic twice if your life is in danger. I’ll rush in to save you” he promised as Song Rong set up the mic under Chen Yuzhi’s MER jacket. Chen Yuzhi nodded. “I understand” he replied, taking off his headset, just as Zhan Junbai ran into the restaurant and looked at him with wide eyes. “Yuzhi!” he exclaimed, causing Chen Yuzhi and Jiang Yuelou to look at him before Jiang Yuelou looked back at Chen Yuzhi. “I thought you said it was only you!” he exclaimed. Chen Yuzhi nodded. “And it is” he replied before he looked at Zhan Junbai and handed him his headset. “Here” he declared. Zhan Junbai shook his head as he reached out and took the headset. “But—” he started when Chen Yuzhi smiled. “I’ll be fine” he promised before he looked at Jiang Yuelou and nodded. “Let’s go” he ordered. Jiang Yuelou nodded and they headed out of the restaurant, making their way to the restaurant before Chen Yuzhi slowly walked over to the restaurant, Liang Xiaorun opening the door. “I thought I said I wanted a nurse” he growled. Chen Yuzhi looked at him calmly. “And I told you, you either get me or Yuyu dies. And I know you don’t want Yuyu to die, Mr. Liang” he replied gently. Liang Xiaorun was quiet before he motioned to the bag. “Let me see what’s inside” he ordered. Chen Yuzhi nodded and opened the bag, showing him the content as he looked at him. “Are you really a doctor?” he asked. “I’m sure you’ll be able to tell when I treat Yuyu” Chen Yuzhi answered. Liang Xiaorun was quiet before he grabbed him by the wrist and dragged him into the restaurant. “Get in, hurry up!” he barked, dragging Chen Yuzhi over to where Yuyu was lying on the cushions. The minute he saw her, his heart clenched; God, she was the same age as Keying. He then quickly knelt beside her and smiled softly. “You’re doing great, sweetheart. You’re going to be okay” he promised before he reached into the bag and pulled out one of the two syringes full of 20cc of 50% glucose, injecting it into Yuyu’s arm. “This is going to sting a little” he explained as he continued to inject it into her body and once he had injected the glucose, he looked at Yuyu, only to find her weakly looking at him as her chest began to rise and fall rather rapidly, a wheezing sound coming out of her mouth. At the sound of the wheezing, Chen Yuzhi frowned, just as Liang Xiaorun looked over at him. “When you’re done, get out of here!” he barked. Chen Yuzhi shook his head. “It’s strange, she should be getting better” she murmured, causing Liang Xiaorun to storm over and point his gun at him. “Hey, what’s wrong? I thought she’d be better!” he exclaimed as Chen Yuzhi leaned down, noting that Yuyu’s breathing was becoming higher in pitch, almost as if she was gasping for air. He then quickly looked her over, lifting up her shirt for a moment before he looked at her neck and brushed back her hair, only to find a bright red rash crawling up her neck. “What did you give her?” he demanded, turning to look at Liang Xiaorun, who frowned. “What?” he replied. “Tell me! What did you give her?” Chen Yuzhi repeated. Liang Xiaorun looked at him before he pulled out the package of chocolate from his suit pocket, showing it to him. “This…chocolate” he replied. Chen Yuzhi looked at the chocolate before he reached out and grabbed it from him, turning it over in his hands so that he could read the ingredients on the back. As he read through the ingredients, he noticed that one of the ingredients was almond powder, causing his eyes to widen in horror; Yuyu was allergic to almonds. “Oh god” he breathed as Liang Xiaorun looked at him. “What’s wrong with her?!” he shouted. “It’s from what you fed her. Yuyu has an almond allergy” Chen Yuzhi replied, turning to look at him. Liang Xiaorun’s eyes widened before he shook his head. “I didn’t know that!” he exclaimed as Chen Yuzhi turned back to look at Yuyu. “Shallow breathing due to anaphylactic shock. It’s life threatening if not treated quickly” he declared, quickly scooping Yuyu into his arms before he made his way towards the entrance of the restaurant, only for Liang Xiaorun to turn towards him and fire his gun, hitting a vase a few feet in front of him. As the vase shattered, Chen Yuzhi let out a shout and pulled Yuyu close, making Jiang Yuelou, Zhan Junbai, and the rest of Jiang Yuelou’s team in the restaurant across the street look at the screen with wide eyes. “What the hell was that?” Zhan Junbai demanded, Jiang Yuelou shaking his head. “I don’t know. Yongren, can you confirm the situation inside?” he inquired, just as Chen Yuzhi, carrying Yuyu in his arms, and Liang Xiaorun appeared in the second-story window, Liang Xiaorun pointing a gun at Chen Yuzhi’s head. “Should we shoot the criminal?” Sun Yongren inquired. “Don’t, the hostages are too close” Jiang Yuelou replied as Zhan Junbai stepped over to him and looked over his shoulder at the screen, frowning. “Wait a minute, something’s wrong” he murmured as Chen Yuzhi looked at Sun Yongren and the snipers on the rooftop across the street, as they had a camera with them. “Dr. Zhan! Yuyu’s gone into anaphylactic shock; she’s having trouble breathing! Please bring adrenaline!” he requested as Liang Xiaorun looked at the police officers. “A woman! Let a nurse bring it!” he ordered, Zhan Junbai immediately pressing his headseat. “Chu Min, adrenaline” he ordered. “I’ll bring it right away” Chu Min answered as Zhan Junbai turned away from Jiang Yuelou. “I’ll go” he declared, about to head out when Jiang Yuelou turned to look at him. “Wait!” he shouted, making Zhan Junbai stop and turn back to look at him. “What?” he demanded. “We can’t add to the hostages anymore. You have to go with another plan” Jiang Yuelou stated. Zhan Junbai looked at him in confusion. “Another plan?” he repeated. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Meanwhile, back in the restaurant and away from the window, Chen Yuzhi looked over at Liang Xiaorun as he cradled Yuyu to his chest. “Please. Release this child and I’ll stay” he pleaded, making Liang Xiaorun look over at him before he stormed over to him. “Shut up, I have no use for you” he shouted, just as a phone trill echoed throughout the restaurant, making his eyes widen before he reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out his phone, looking at the caller ID. “Rongyao” he breathed before he quickly answered the phone and placed it to his ear. “What are you doing? Hurry over here or Yuyu will die!” he shouted, still pointing his gun at Chen Yuzhi and Yuyu. “This is Chief Jiang Yuelou of the Jing City Police Department” Jiang Yuelou greeted, causing Liang Xiaorun to pause before he growled. “Get Rongyao over here!” he ordered. “I’m telling you this on behalf of Ms. Xu: the EpiPen you need to help Yuyu seems to be in the chest of drawers in Rongyao’s room. I want you to use it to save Yuyu” Jiang Yuelou stated calmly, causing Liang Xiaorun to frown. “In Rongyao’s room?” he repeated, causing Jiang Yuelou to huff softly. “Didn’t you know Rongyao lived at her place of work? When you leave through the back aisle of the store, it seems that Rongyao and Yuyu’s room is there” he declared. Liang Xiaorun was quiet before he slowly backed away from Chen Yuzhi and walked over to the aisle of the store, looking at the back of the aisle before he took a deep breath. “I got it” he replied, hanging up before he walked back over to Chen Yuzhi and looked at him. “Hey. Pick up Yuyu and come with me” he ordered, motioning for him to follow him. Chen Yuzhi shook his head. “It’s not good to move her” he argued, and apparently it wasn’t what Liang Xiaorun wanted to hear because he let out a growl as he reached out and yanked Yuyu out of his arm, placing her back down on the cushions before he grabbed Chen Yuzhi and yanked him to his feet, dragging him over to a nearby chair. He then sat him down and quickly zip-tied him to the chair before he pointed the gun at him. “Don’t do anything stupid” he warned before he took off towards Xu Rongyao and Yuyu’s room. Once he was gone, Chen Yuzhi began to struggle against his zip-ties, hoping to slip out of them while also trying to not alert Liang Xiaorun. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Meanwhile, back in the restaurant across the street, Jiang Yuelou stared at his screen, just as Sun Yongren’s voice came over the mic. “Sir, I can’t see anything inside!” he exclaimed, causing Jiang Yuelou and Zhan Junbai to growl. Damn it; this was getting ridiculous. ~*~*~*~*~*~ While Liang Xiaorun was absolute tearing Xu Rongyao and Yuyu’s room apart, looking for the EpiPen, outside in the restaurant, Chen Yuzhi continued to struggle in his bonds before he finally tipped himself over, causing him to hiss in pain. ‘Shit’ he thought to himself before he slowly dragged himself over to a nearby cabinet and knocked his shoulder where the mic was against it, hoping that Jiang Yuelou would be able to hear it. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Back in the restaurant across the street, Jiang Yuelou’s eyes widened before he shot to his feet. “It’s Dr. Chen” he breathed, quickly running out of the restaurant and over to Song Rong and his team. “Let’s go” he ordered. Song Rong nodded and waited for Jiang Yuelou to take the lead before he followed after him, the others following behind. They they made their way over to the restaurant and slipped through the side door, causing Chen Yuzhi to look over at them. “Over here” he whispered. Jiang Yuelou nodded and quickly rushed over to him, snipping him free before helping him to his feet. “There” he murmured as Chen Yuzhi quickly and quietly ran over to where Yuyu was still lying on the cushions, scooping her into his arms before he looked over at Jiang Yuelou. “Let’s go” he whispered. Jiang Yuelou nodded and motioned for the other officers to get out of the restaurant before he and Chen Yuzhi rushed out behind them, Yuyu in Chen Yuzhi’s arms. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Meanwhile, in Rongyao and Yuyu’s room, Liang Xiaorun continued to search the room for the EpiPen when he suddenly stepped on the television remote, turning on the television to the news station. “It seems the police have rushed into the scene and now there seems to be movement. Police have just left the scene” the newscaster announced, causing Liang Xiaorun’s eyes to widen before he pushed himself to his feet and ran over to the window, lifting up the blinds to shoot when Sun Yongren took a shot, hitting him in the abdomen. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Back in the restaurant across the street, Zhan Junbai, who was keeping an eye on the situation through Sun Yongren’s camera, pressed his headset. “This is Zhan Junbai. Once you see Dr. Chen, take Yuyu and carry her directly to the ER car” he ordered. “Roger” everyone replied. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Back outside, Chen Yuzhi and Jiang Yuelou continued to run from the restaurant, Yuyu cradled tightly in Chen Yuzhi’s arms, when a gunshot rang out, causing Chen Yuzhi to let out a scream of pain as he collapsed to the ground, shielding Yuyu with his body as he fell so that she wouldn’t be hurt in the fall. “Chen Yuzhi!” Jiang Yuelou exclaimed, kneeling down beside the young doctor as he looked up at him. “Take Yuyu…take her to the MER” he croaked before he weakly passed Yuyu over to him, causing him to blink before he shook his head. “What about you?” he demanded. Chen Yuzhi smiled weakly. “She’s more important” he answered. Jiang Yuelou made a face before he looked over at his officers. “SONG RONG!” he shouted. Soon two officers with shields appeared, Song Rong behind them as Jiang Yuelou passed Yuyu off to him. “Take her to the MER van. Go!” he ordered. Song Rong nodded and cradled Yuyu in his arms before he and the two officers ran away from the restaurant towards the MER van as Liang Xiaorun, who poking his head out of the second story window, looked down at Chen Yuzhi and Jiang Yuelou. “Oi, doctor! Get back here or I’ll kill you!” he roared. Jiang Yuelou looked up at him and growled, about to give Sun Yongren the order to shoot when he felt a gentle hand on his arm, forcing him to look down to see Chen Yuzhi looking at him. “It’s fine. Don’t shoot. I’ll go” he whispered. Jiang Yuelou looked at him in shock. “But you’re hurt” he argued. Chen Yuzhi smiled. “I’m fine” he promised before he slowly pushed himself to a sitting position, hissing softly before he slowly pushed himself to his feet, clutching at his left arm. He then looked at Jiang Yuelou and nodded. “Make sure you take care of Yuyu” he instructed, just as a gunshot hit the ground beside him, causing him to cry out in fear as Jiang Yuelou looked up at Liang Xiaorun with rage. “Shut up and come back already!” Liang Xiaorun ordered. Chen Yuzhi then took a deep breath before he turned and slowly made his way back to the restaurant, much to Jiang Yuelou’s horror. “Chen Yuzhi, no!” he shouted, but Chen Yuzhi ignored him and continued on his way towards the restaurant, stepping inside. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Once he stepped inside the restaurant, Liang Xiaorun ran over to him and grabbed him by the fabric on his injured left shoulder, causing him to hiss in pain as he dragged him into the restaurant. “Stop fucking around, damn it!” he shouted before he released him and slapped him across the face, sending him to the ground with a cry. He then took a few deep breaths and squeezed his eyes shut for a moment, as his arm was burning, before he looked back at Liang Xiaorun, who was pointing his gun at him. “If you kill me…it’s over for you” he panted. Liang Xiaorun scoffed as he stepped towards him, the gun still out in front of him, when Chen Yuzhi shook his head. “You shouldn’t…move around. You might have…organ damage” he stated, causing Liang Xiaorun to look down at his abdomen, which was still bleeding, before he growled. “Shut up, damn it!” he shouted, pointing the gun at him again before he slumped to the ground, clutching at his wound as Chen Yuzhi looked at him in concern; even though the man had fucking shot him…he couldn’t let him die. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Inside the MER, Zhan Junbai, who had rushed to help the others since Chen Yuzhi was…a little preoccupied, taped his headset as he began to prep for surgery outside of the emergency. “Fu Cheng, please give her a quick infusion through the peripheral infusion line” he requested. “One shot of 10mg of chlorpeniramine?” Yu Tangchun replied as Zhong Yiren placed an oxygen mask over Yuyu’s face. “Yes. Chu Min, prepare the monitor” Zhan Junbai continued. “Okay” Chu Min replied as Zhan Junbai dried off his hands after washing them. “Chu Ran, administer 0.3mg of adrenaline intramuscularly through the thigh” he ordered. “Understood” Chu Ran answered. “Yiren, 8 liters of oxygen” Zhan Junbai finished. “Understood” Zhong Yiren declared as Zhan Junbai slipped on his mask and turned towards the doors of the operating room. “TO1, open” he ordered. The doors then opened and he stepped inside, walking over to the operating table. “You were scared, weren’t you, A-Yu? Don’t worry, it’s okay now” he promised as Zhong Yiren looked over at him. “There’s severe contraction” she stated as Yu Tangchun looked at him. “I can’t get in. Her bronchi are spasming” he declared, Chu Min looking at him as well. “Saturating is at 70!” he exclaimed. Zhan Junbai hummed. “Let’s intubate” he instructed. Zhong Yiren nodded and quickly removed the mask, getting the tube ready as Zhan Junbai knelt down so that he was close to Yuyu. “A-Yu, I’m going to put a straw into your mouth now. It’ll make you feel better so do you best while I open your mouth” he instructed gently as Zhong Yiren grabbed the intubator and opened Yuyu’s mouth, carefully placing it inside before she continued with the intubation process. Once the intubation was complete, Zhong Yiren tried to pump oxygen into Yuyu’s body again but it didn’t work. “It’s no good. I can’t ventilate!” she exclaimed as Chu Min looked at Zhan Junbai. “Saturation is 62! Blood pressure has fallen to 72 over 40!” he exclaimed. Chu Ran shook her head. “If this keeps going, she’ll go into cardiac arrest!” she cried as Yu Tangchun placed the stethoscope over Yuyu’s chest, trying to listen her breathing. When he couldn’t hear anything, he removed the stethoscope from his ears and looked at Zhan Junbai. “Should I administer adrenaline intravenously?” he asked. Zhan Junbai shook his head. “No, administer it intratracheally” he ordered before he glanced at Chu Ran. “Chu Ran, 1 tube of adrenaline and 10 of saline” he requested. Chu Ran nodded. “Okay” she agreed, quickly beginning to make the tube as Zhan Junbai looked at Zhong Yiren. “I’ll take over, Yiren” he declared before he looked at Yuyu. “Yuyu, I’m giving you some medicine. This will make it easier so let’s do our best some more” he instructed, carefully placing an IV line into the intubator, shoving it all the way down before he turned towards Chu Ran. “Please” he requested, holding out his hand. “It’s diluted adrenaline” Chu Ran declared, handing him the syringe. Zhan Junbai dipped his head. “Thank you” he thanked, taking the syringe before injecting it into the line. “It’s in” he declared before he looked at Yu Tangchun, who placed the earpieces back into his ears and placed the chestpiece on Yuyu’s chest again. “How is it?” he asked as he turned and looked over at the monitor, watching as Yuyu’s blood pressure began to rise. While they all watched the monitor, Zhong Yiren squeezed the oxygen bag, letting out a sigh of relief. “There’s little resistance in the bag” he declared as Chu Min grinned. “Saturation has risen to 96!” he exclaimed, causing everyone to let out sighs of relief as Zhan Junbai looked at Yuyu and smiled. “You did well, A-Yu. Well done, it’s okay” he promised, gently stroking her hair before he looked at Yu Tangchun. “Fu Cheng, please hand her over to the ambulance crew. Make sure she’s taken to the same hospital as Rongyao so that she can see her mother right away” he instructed. Yu Tangchun nodded and made to leave when Chu Min looked at them with wide eyes. “I just got the video the Jing City Police Department shared” he declared, causing everyone to freeze and turn towards the televisions to see Liang Xiaorun and a very bloody Chen Yuzhi at the second-story window, Liang Xiaorun pointing his gun at Chen Yuzhi’s head. “Send Rongyao and Yuyu! If the two of them don’t come in ten minutes, I’ll kill this doctor!” he declared, pressing the gun into Chen Yuzhi’s head. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Meanwhile, at Keying’s daycare, Keying was reading a book when her ears perked up at the news playing on the tv in the teacher’s breakroom. “We’ve just received word that the six-year-old female hostage was rescued. The head doctor in charge of MER, who attempted to rescue the girl, is currently being held hostage by the man that barricaded himself inside” the newscaster declared, making Keying look up before she closed the book and pushed herself to her feet, heading out of her classroom to the breakroom as the newscaster continued to talk. “That man is now making new demands for his already protected wife and daughter to be handed over. If the two aren’t brought out in ten minutes, he’s threatening to kill the female hostage…” she continued, just as Keying’s teacher looked behind her to see Keying watching the television along with them. “Keying!” she exclaimed before she reached out to touch her. “Keying, let’s play over there—” she started when Keying looked at her. “Let me see!” she exclaimed, causing her teacher to shake her head. “You shouldn’t see this—” she started. “This unforgivable situation continues; how will the police respond—” the newscaster declared. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Back at the scene, in the restaurant across the street, Jiang Yuelou was also watching the news before he clicked it off and pressed the mic that connected him to the directors in the Jing City Police Department. “Please thoroughly regulate the news! It’s possible the rescue operation was exposed by a live tv broadcast” he declared, causing Zhao Jingming to sigh in irritation. “I’m dealing with it!” he snapped, just as Zhan Junbai ran into the restaurant. “Jiang-xiong!” he exclaimed, Jiang Yuelou looking over at him. “How’s Yuyu?” he inquired. Zhan Junbai nodded. “She’s fine” he promised. Jiang Yuelou let out a sigh of relief and nodded before he turned back to his screen. “Thank God. Now we just need to hurry up and make the next rescue because I don’t know how long Chen Yuzhi can hold out” he murmured. Zhan Junbai frowned. “What do you mean?” he asked. Jiang Yuelou looked at him. “Didn’t you see how bloody his jacket was? The fucking bastard shot him. He’s losing blood right now and while I’m not a doctor, I know that if he’s not treated soon, he’s going to lose consciousness or even die” he stated. Zhan Junbai’s eyes widened before he growled. “Bastard…” he hissed. Jiang Yuelou nodded. “I know” he agreed before he took a deep breath. ‘I hope Yuzhi’s doing okay’ he thought to himself. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Inside the restaurant, Chen Yuzhi, who was beginning to feel lightheaded, looked over at Liang Xiaorun, who was looking as shitty as he was feeling, before he sighed and slowly pushed himself to his feet, walking over to him. “Sit down” he ordered. Liang Xiaorun looked at him in confusion. “Why?” he demanded. Chen Yuzhi huffed. “Because I’m going to bandage your wound. Now sit down” he growled. Liang Xiaorun was quiet before he sat down, Chen Yuzhi kneeling before him. He then reached over and grabbed a roll of bandages, beginning to wrap the bandage around Liang Xiaorun’s waist, ignoring the way his shoulder screamed in protest. “What an idiot. I can’t believe you’re treating me, even after I shot you” Liang Xiaorun grumbled. Chen Yuzhi huffed softly. “I’m a doctor, I treat everyone, good or bad. And besides, I can’t just leave it alone” he stated before he looked at him. “Besides…I worked hard to save Rongyao and Yuyu…so I should work hard to save you” he declared. Liang Xiaorun scoffed. “How useless. In the end, I’ll kill you and make you regret it” he declared before he grabbed him and spun him around, causing him to cry out in pain as he placed a zip-tie around his wrists and tightened it, tightening it so tightly that the plastic nearly cut into his wrist. ‘Fuck’ he hissed, tears of pain streaming down his cheeks. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Back in the restaurant across the street, Jiang Yuelou and Zhan Junbai looked at each other. “What’s your plan to save Dr. Chen?” Zhan Junbai asked. Jiang Yuelou shook his head. “God, I don’t know…we can’t get close or he might shoot us. But if we don’t get close, Chen Yuzhi might die in there” he stated. Zhan Junbai shook his head. “And we can’t let that happen” he declared. Jiang Yuelou nodded. “Yeah…” he murmured before he growled. “Fuck, we gotta do something” he grumbled, Zhan Junbai nodding in agreement before Jiang Yuelou’s eyes widened. “Let’s distract him” he declared. Zhan Junbai frowned. “Distract him how?” he demanded. Jiang Yuelou hummed. “I’ll have a few of my men slowly start making their way towards the restaurant. I’m sure that’ll freak out Xiaorun and cause him to do something stupid, like open fire on us. While he’s attacking them, myself and a few of my other men will sneak around and slip into the restaurant to arrest Xiaorun and rescue Chen Yuzhi” he declared. Zhan Junbai hummed. “It sounds like a plan” he agreed. Jiang Yuelou nodded before he pressed the earpiece in his ear. “Team C, slowly begin to approach the restaurant and make sure your shields are up” he ordered. “Roger” the leader of Team C replied as he and a few other officers began making their way towards the restaurant, their shields up. As they made their way towards the restaurant, Liang Xiaorun, who was nearly the window, poked his head out and when he saw them approaching, his eyes widened and he immediately began firing at them. “Police, stay away or I’ll shoot!” he shouted. However, the officers didn’t stop approaching, causing Liang Xiaorun to continue shooting at the shields in rage. ~*~*~*~*~*~ After he had emptied his magazine, Liang Xiaorun stepped away from the window and clutched at his abdomen as Chen Yuzhi, who was leaning up against a table leg, trying his best to stay awake and conscious, looked at him. “It’s useless, no matter how many times you shoot” he croaked, making Liang Xiaorun look over at him and growl before he ejected the old magazine and placed in a new one, cocking the gun to put a new bullet into the chamber. Chen Yuzhi stared at him for a moment before he took a deep breath and softly banged twice against the table leg, hissing softly as the banging jostled his injured shoulder. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Meanwhile, in the restaurant across the street, Jiang Yuelou stared at his walkie-talkie with wide eyes before he shot to his feet. “Shit” he hissed, Zhan Junbai looking at him in confusion. “What’s the matter?” he asked, making Jiang Yuelou look over at him. “I placed a wire onto Chen Yuzhi and told him to hit it twice if his life was in danger. He just hit the mic twice” he explained, just as a gunshot went off, making him and Zhan Junbai look up in horror. “Fuck” he growled before he rushed out of the restaurant, Song Rong and a few other officers following after him. They then ran across the street to the restaurant and stepped inside, Song Rong sliding open the entrance of the restaurant before he threw a smoke bomb inside, the bomb soon exploding. As soon as smoke filled the room, Jiang Yuelou and the others ran inside, Jiang Yuelou running over to Chen Yuzhi as Song Rong and a few other officers ran over to Liang Xiaorun, arresting him. “Chen Yuzhi. Chen Yuzhi!” he exclaimed, Chen Yuzhi weakly lifting his head to look at him. “Jiang Yuelou” he whispered. Jiang Yuelou then looked him over, his eyes full of concern. “Are you hurt?” he demanded. Chen Yuzhi chuckled weakly. “Besides the shoulder, I’m fine” he assured. Jiang Yuelou frowned. “But didn’t you ask for help?” he asked as he snipped the zip-ties binding Chen Yuzhi’s wrist. Chen Yuzhi shook his head. “Not for me. For him” he explained, motioning with his chin to Liang Xiaorun, whom Song Rong had handcuffed while trying to avoid exasperating his wound. Jiang Yuelou looked over at Liang Xiaorun and huffed, just as Zhan Junbai ran into the restaurant and over to them. “Chen Yuzhi!” he exclaimed, kneeling down beside him and Jiang Yuelou. Chen Yuzhi then lifted his head and looked at him before he smiled weakly. “Junbai, can you tell Chu Min to bring the stretcher?” he requested. Zhan Junbai nodded. “Yeah” he replied before he pressed his headset. “Chu Min, please bring the stretcher” he ordered. “Roger” Chu Min replied as Zhan Junbai huffed. “Everyone…Dr. Chen is safe” he declared. In his ear, he heard sighs of relief, just as Chu Min stepped into the restaurant and walked over to Chen Yuzhi, Jiang Yuelou, and Zhan Junbai. “Here, Dr. Zhan” he declared. Zhan Junbai looked over at him and nodded before he looked at Chen Yuzhi. “Alright, Yuzhi, let’s get you on the stretcher” he declared, reaching out to grab him when Chen Yuzhi shook his head. “Not for me…for him” he murmured, motioning to Liang Xiaorun. Zhan Junbai and Chu Min looked at him in shock. “Dr. Chen—” Chu Min started when Chen Yuzhi nodded. “Do it” he ordered. Chu Min and Zhan Junbai made a face before they stood to their feet and walked over to where Liang Xiaorun was lying, Chu Min holding the stretcher while Zhan Junbai helped Song Rong transport Liang Xiaorun onto the stretcher. Once he was on the stretcher, he began to struggle and move, only for Zhan Junbai to look at him. “Don’t move. Part of your intestine is damaged, but you’ll be fine” he promised, his voice hard and cold. Liang Xiaorun looked up at him in shock before he looked over at Chen Yuzhi, who was leaning heavily against Jiang Yuelou. “Why did you help me? Me, Rongyao, and Yuyu…” he started before he looked Chen Yuzhi in the eyes. “Kill me. Kill me!” he ordered. Chen Yuzhi shook his head. “I don’t…kill. I took an oath to do no harm” he replied. Liang Xiaorun growled. “Kill me!” he shouted, only for Jiang Yuelou to look at his subordinates, Zhan Junbai, and Chu Min. “Get him out of here” he ordered. The men nodded and began pushing him out of the restaurant as Jiang Yuelou looked down at Chen Yuzhi, smiling slightly. “You did it, doc. You saved the day” he declared. Chen Yuzhi laughed weakly. “Good” he whispered before his eyes fluttered and he slumped against him, causing his eyes to widen in horror. “Chen Yuzhi. Chen Yuzhi!” he exclaimed, gently patting the young doctor’s cheek before he growled and scooped him into his arms, pushing himself to his feet. He then turned and rushed out of the restaurant, just as Zhan Junbai came running back over to him, his eyes wide. “Yuzhi—” he started before he looked at Jiang Yuelou. “Take him to one of the ambulances standing by. There’s no time for us to treat him in the MER” he declared. Jiang Yuelou nodded before he rushed towards the barricade and ambulances, handing Chen Yuzhi off to them before he walked back to the MER team, everyone looking at him in concern. “Is Dr. Chen going to be okay?” Chu Ran asked. Jiang Yuelou huffed. “You’re the doctors, you tell me” he replied. Yu Tangchun hummed. “He lost a lot of blood…thankfully we got him in time because if he stayed in that restaurant any longer, I don’t know if he would have made it” he stated. Jiang Yuelou made a face as Zhong Yiren sighed. “Poor Keying…I hope she didn’t see the news” she murmured. Jiang Yuelou frowned. “Keying?” he repeated. Zhan Junbai nodded. “Chen Yuzhi’s daughter. She’s in daycare” he explained. Jiang Yuelou’s eyes widened before he looked down at his watch. “Oh shit, that must be getting out soon…is someone going to pick her up?” he asked. The MER team was silent before they all looked at him, causing him to look at them in shock. “Me?!” he exclaimed. Chu Min nodded. “Dr. Chen seems to trust you, so you should be the one to pick up Keying” he stated. Jiang Yuelou looked at them before he sighed. “Do any of you know the name of the daycare?” he asked. ~*~*~*~*~*~ A little while later, Jiang Yuelou arrived at the daycare Keying attended and stepped inside, looking around before he walked over to one of the daycare workers. “Excuse me, which one of these children is Chen Keying?” he inquired. The daycare worker looked at him before she nodded and walked off, soon returning with Keying by her side. “Here she is” she declared. Jiang Yuelou nodded. “Thank you” he thanked, the daycare worker nodding before she walked off as Jiang Yuelou knelt before Keying. “Hi there. Are you Chen Keying?” he asked. Keying nodded slowly. “Yes…who are you?” she replied. Jiang Yuelou smiled. “I’m Chief Jiang Yuelou…I’m…a friend of your dad’s” he explained. Keying’s eyes widened. “Daddy? Is he okay?” she asked. Jiang Yuelou hummed. “Well…he’s currently in the hospital right now” he explained calmly, causing Keying to let out a cry. “What?! Why?!” she exclaimed. Jiang Yuelou sighed. “Well, when he was trying to save a little girl, a bad man shot him and hurt him. But he’s okay, he’s in the hospital and I’m here to take you to him” he explained. Keying looked at him, tears in her big brown eyes. “You…promise me he’s okay?” she asked. Jiang Yuelou smiled. “I promise you” he replied. Keying nodded. “Okay” she agreed. Jiang Yuelou smiled again before he held out his hand, Keying quickly taking it before they headed over to his squad car, both of them getting in before Jiang Yuelou drove to the hospital. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Once they arrived at the hospital, Jiang Yuelou and Keying headed inside, Jiang Yuelou walking over to the front desk. “Excuse me, which room is Dr. Chen Yuzhi in? He was brought in a little while ago?” he asked. The nurse hummed and looked at her log before she looked back at him. “Room 206” she replied. Jiang Yuelou nodded. “Thank you” he thanked before he and Keying headed to Chen Yuzhi’s room, Jiang Yuelou quietly sliding open the door. They then stepped inside as Chen Yuzhi looked over at them and smiled. “Jiang Yuelou. Keying” he croaked, Keying looking back at him with wide eyes. “Daddy!” she exclaimed, running over to his bedside. “Daddy, are you okay? Chief Jiang said you got hurt!” she wailed. Chen Yuzhi smiled weakly before he reached out and gently pet her hair. “I’m okay now, thanks to Chief Jiang” he soothed, looking up at Jiang Yuelou with a small smile. Jiang Yuelou’s eyes widened before he slowly walked over to his bedside and cleared his throat. “How you feeling, doc?” he asked. Chen Yuzhi hummed. “Better. Less…lightheaded” he replied. Jiang Yuelou huffed. “Yeah, well, blood loss will do that to you” he mused, causing Keying to look up at him with wide eyes and Chen Yuzhi to glare at him. “Jiang Yuelou” he hissed, Jiang Yuelou wincing slightly. “Sorry” he apologized before he looked down at Keying, who was still looking up at him with wide eyes, and smiled softly. “Your dad’s fine now, sweetheart. He’s okay” he promised. Keying continued to look at him before she looked back at Chen Yuzhi. “Can I hug you?” she asked. Chen Yuzhi smiled. “I’d love a hug” he replied, Jiang Yuelou smiling as he scooped Keying up and placed her in Chen Yuzhi’s bed, watching as she carefully wrapped her arms around Chen Yuzhi’s neck. The moment her arms went around his neck, Chen Yuzhi’s eyes began to fill with tears before he wrapped one arm around her and hugged her tightly, pressing a kiss to her hair. They then stayed like that for a while, Jiang Yuelou watching them for a moment, before he looked at Chen Yuzhi. “It was…a pleasure working with you, Dr. Chen” he stated, making Chen Yuzhi look up at him and smile. “And it was a pleasure working with you, Chief Jiang” he replied before he laughed softly. “Even though we had a bit of a rough start” he stated. Jiang Yuelou winced. “Sorry about that” he apologized. Chen Yuzhi smiled and shook his head. “It’s alright” he replied as Jiang Yuelou hummed. “How can I make it up to you?” he asked. Chen Yuzhi looked at him in surprise. “What?” he replied. Jiang Yuelou huffed. “How can I make it up to you?” he repeated. Chen Yuzhi stared at him for a moment before he smiled. “Well…maybe after I completely heal…you could take me out for lunch?” he suggested. Jiang Yuelou looked at him in shock before he laughed and nodded. “Deal” he agreed. Chen Yuzhi smiled before he yawned, causing Jiang Yuelou to smile softly. “You should get some rest, doc” he suggested, reaching out to take Keying from Chen Yuzhi so that he could comfortably sleep when Chen Yuzhi shook his head. “It’s alright…she can stay” he murmured. Jiang Yuelou looked at him and nodded, watching as Chen Yuzhi made himself and Keying comfortable in his bed before he shut his eyes and drifted off to sleep. Jiang Yuelou then waited until he was sure Chen Yuzhi was asleep before he covered him and Keying with the blanket, making sure to tuck them in before he walked over to the hospital chair that was across from Chen Yuzhi’s bed and sat down. What a fucking day. He needed a rest too. He then let out a yawn before he shut his eyes and leaned his head back, sleep taking him almost immediately as a comfortable silence, that was only disturbed by the sound of soft snoring, filled the room.

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silenceofthecookies · 4 years ago

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Author san!!! Can I use my free pass for the Black bull team pleasee!! I am sure one piece requests will flood away but I wanna read about the black bulls team so much. Fluff/Romance HCs. It can be anything like first meetings or kiss idk what ever you wish and feel like writing. Its your choice. The black bulls, I love them so much especially Zora... I absolutely fell in love with his charecter design, his outfit and his personality. Sadly he is not that popular. Please do justice for him. Thankyou!!!

Hi Abhi! I’m so glad to see you requesting something for the Black Bulls, they are such an amazing squad! For this one I decided to go with first kisses, since I recently wrote more kissing headcanons and I think they’re surprisingly fun to write UwU Zora is up first, and since you mentioned him not being popular, I decided to put more of the less-popular Bulls in here! I hope you enjoy ❤

Zora Ideale

Behind his though exterior, Zora is actually a little bit of a romantic. He doesn't quickly grow attached to someone, let alone fall in love, but it happened. Zora believes you deserve someone better than him, but you picked him so he'll just have to be the best version of himself for you.

He'll make sure the setting is right for the first kiss. Some place away from people, some please you can relax. Probably one of your favourite places. A first kiss should be memorable, right?

He'll place his hand on your cheek and lean In slowly, giving you enough time to turn away in case you'd be uncomfortable. He half expects you to punch him in the face or something.

The kiss is soft, your lips just barely touching. Zora is a little worried he'd hurt you or make you uncomfortable, and his pointy teeth may or may not be part of that worry. He's not changing them though, he likes them this way.

When he takes his hand off your cheek after the kiss there's a stinkbug on there. Zora wouldn't be himself if he was a perfect gentleman, right?

Charmy Pappitson

Your first kiss with Charmy will be kind of spontaneous, a kiss that will surprise both you and Charmy. It will, however, also be a sweet one, in more ways than one.

You and Charmy will just be relaxing, eating something sweet Charmy has made. Cupcakes, donuts, anything. As you're both enjoying it and gushing over the taste, Charmy notices a bit of frosting/filling/whatever stuck just above your lips. She'll point it out, but instead of describing exactly where it is so you can remove it yourself, she'll grab her chance, quickly lean in and clean it up herself.

The kiss lasts about a second, it's over before you even realise what just happened.

Charmy herself is a little surprised at her sudden bravado and looks away with a blush on her face, rubbing the back of her neck nervously. She liked it alright, but what if you didn't like it?

She'll be so taken off guard by her own action, that you have the perfect opportunity to lean in and place a kiss on her lips, this time a proper one. Once your lips part, she will be laughing awkwardly, probably avoiding your eyes by looking at the sweets.

Asta

“Y/n! Can I kiss you?!”

It's Asta's typical stressed/flustered way of shouting and even though he asked you away from other people, you're pretty sure anyone within the vicinity has heard him yelling.

Once Asta falls in love, he wastes no time getting his feelings across. He has no problem proclaiming them to you, be in privacy or in front of others. Once he knows you return his feelings, he will be so ecstatic that he forgets everything else. Including that he wants to kiss you.

So somewhere between 30 minutes and 3 hours after he confessed, he will be asking you if he can kiss you. When you say yes, he'll step closer to close the distance between the two of you, put his hands, which you can feel are a little sweaty because of the nerves, on your cheeks and slowly closes the distance.

The kiss itself is very careful, Asta has no idea what he's doing and he doesn't want to do anything wrong either. First kisses are special, right? He keeps his lips pressed to yours for a few seconds before pulling away with a big grin.

Grey, Henry, Luck, Noelle, Gauche, Gordon and Secre after the cut!

Grey

Grey is just not doing it. She's way too embarrassed, and there's just no way she can get herself to ask you to kiss you. She'll consider catching you by surprise and just doing it, but what if you don't want a kiss? Or what if she does it wrong?

She's an absolute mess. She'll ask Gauche and Noelle for help, but their advice is simply ‘just ask it’ or ‘just do it’. It's no help to her, which only makes her believe even more that she's a lost cause.

She will make several attempts to ask you, but she just never can get any further than the word ‘can'. The stuttering already starts when she calls out your name to get your attention, and after a few attempts to ask ‘can I kiss you?’ the embarrassment becomes too much and she transforms herself into the big guy. She's not finishing that sentence and no matter how much you ask her about it afterwards, she won't complete it.

Ideally, she'll wait for you to kiss her first. It'll still be super embarrassing, but at least she won't be the one who has to make the moves.

Henry Legolant

Henry is a little hesitant about kissing you, he knows what effect he has on the people who come too close to him, but he really wants to! So he'll think about it for a good while before hatching a little plan.

On a moment when nobody is around, he'll call out your name, step closer to you slowly so you can step away if you become uncomfortable, slowly leans in when he's close enough and kisses you. He has his arms around you to support you, in case he's draining too much mana from you.

The kiss is soft and slow, and he stays close to you for a few seconds, not wanting to part from you too quickly. He tightens his hold on you a little, enjoying the rare feeling of being close, certainly this close, to someone.

He'll then hand you a little plate of food he had asked Charmy to prepare for him beforehand and step back to give you some space. It's Charmy's special food to restore mana. Of course Charmy was in on his plan, he had to tell her to get her to make something for him, and unknown to you she's sneakily watching through the keyhole of the door to see if their plan worked.

Luck Voltia

Luck didn't plan on kissing you today. Luck doesn't plan on anything. He always goes with the slow and his only goal is for the two of you to have fun. Aside from that, it really doesn't matter what happens. Though if fighting or pranks are involved, that's a plus! And that's exactly what put him in a good enough mood to kiss you.

The two of you had just played a huge prank and were running away from your poor victim, who seemed about ready to murder you. You were laughing like maniacs as you ran and you eventually lost them. The two of you now stood still, catching your breath and laughing.

That's when he does it, suddenly and unexpectedly. The kiss is story and sweet, gone as soon as you felt it. Just a little peck. Luck simply keeps smiling at you while you're trying to process what just happened. He'll start laughing at your reaction, and it makes you unable to stop yourself from laughing as well.

The whole situation is a little absurd, but there's no uncomfortable silences, no tension, no awkwardness. Just your boyfriend playing a little prank on you, one you certainly don't mind.

Noelle Silva

Noelle is going to do everything in her power to make you be the one to kiss her first. She's a royal, she shouldn't be the one making the first moves. Right?

She's tried to a few times, but she just gets too embarrassed every time and chickens out. Hence her new plan: make you want to kiss her. You're already attracted to her so it shouldn't be too hard, right?

She'll put some extra effort into looking pretty, and she'll try to bait you with things like a subtle with pretty lipgloss, or by leaving a little bit of food hanging on her lip. She's not the most subtle person, so her message should come across pretty easily. It's up to you whether you want to tease her a little about it and pretend to not notice, or to just give her what she wants.

If you keep ignoring her hints, she'll eventually find a moment to just tell you that you can kiss her. Mostly likely when you've gotten her something or done something for her.

“You did good, as a reward, you're allowed to kiss me.”

No, even though she said it, she's still not making that first move herself.

Gauche Adlai

Gauche is not a very subtle person. When he wants something, it's obvious. Usually he just makes sure he gets it too. You, however, are the one exception to that. The one person aside from Marie that he's careful with, about whose opinion he cares. So, instead of just kissing you right the moment when he feels like it, he waits a little.

He's not too worried about setting up a good romantic setting, that's not what matters anyway, it's the kiss that matters, but he does try to get some privacy for that moment. He doesn't need people commenting on him kissing you when he does, it's a pain in the ass.

But getting some privacy with the Black Bulls around is nearly impossible, and Gauche is struggling to even create such an opportunity. His patience runs thin pretty quickly, he just wants to kiss you already, so he pulls you away behind a corner, pulls you close to him and kisses you there.

The kiss is a little on the rough side, mostly due to Gauche's annoyance at the whole situation and at how long he had to wait. He calms down pretty fast though, now that he's gotten what he wanted.

Gordon Agrippa

Gordon usually goes with the flow, letting you take the lead, letting you set the boundaries. It was like that in his friendship with you, and it will continue to be like that in his relationship with you. However, you two have yet to have your first kiss and he's getting a little worried about it. So this time, he decides to make a move.

When the two of you are relaxed and away from prying eyes, he'll just talk to you about it. Not in a sad or an accusing kind of way, but in a way filled with curiosity. Were you shy? Were you uncomfortable? Did you just not want to? Were you waiting for him to make the first move? Despite the somewhat weird topic, it's a comfortable conversation.

Once you let him know you're comfortable with it, be it during that conversation or later, he'll carefully cup your cheek in his right hand, put his left hand around you to pull you close and then he'll kiss you in a soft yet sweet kiss. Nothing too overwhelming, just a relaxed and loving moment.

Mind the lipstick stains though. The other Bulls will have a riot when they see them.

Secre Swallowtail

Secre never really thought too much about kissing you. Sure, she loved you, but physical displays of affection are not really her forte, nor are they extremely important to her. She always figured that if you wanted to kiss, you'd come to her and kiss her, simple as that.

However, when Vanessa, be it in an alcohol-induced haze, informed her that kisses were needed to assure the other of your love for them, she got a little insecure. Was that the ramblings of a drunk woman? Or was there some truth in that and were you doubting her love for you?

She remembered Tetia and Licht, and how happy they seemed when they kissed, so there must be some truth in it at least, right?

So she asks you if it's bothering you. Expressing her emotions aren't her strongest point, but you can see some worry and uncertainty in her eyes. If you assure her you're fine, that's that. If you let her know in any way that you would like to kiss her though, she'll lean towards you and place a quick peck on your lips. The contact doesn't even last for a second, but Secre can't help herself from smiling. Maybe kisses were better than she thought.

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txdoroki · 4 years ago

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I was wondering if I could ask for a request where the reader is a fashion designer and is hosting like a runway show to show off their designs but a model couldn’t make it/ was sick and they were panicking cause they needed someone to fill in for thier favorite outfit. And so they get either bakugo, Tenya or aizawa (whoever you want to write) to fill in. And after the show, the reader was like 🥺 wow you did such a good job, we should work together again 😊 and the charecter is like sure, but you gotta go on a date with me :))

This could just be like a quick drabble, I just though it would be interesting

I hope this isn’t too much to ask :)) and if you don’t want to do it, no problem. This is my first time requesting anything, so I hope it’s clear enough! Have a nice day, thank you!!!

of course! this is a really fun idea i hope you like what i wrote! it isn’t too much to ask, thank you for the request! have a nice day aswell :)

(includes bakugou, iida, aizawa)

desc: you’re a fashion designer hosting your first show, and the man who was going to showcase the best outfit you had planned called in.... he can’t make it.

warnings: none

words: 1,275

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your dream of becoming a fashion designer was finally coming true. tonight!

you’d worked so hard for all of this, saving up money since you were 15. 7 years of money saving kickstarted you to your dream, a runway show.

it had a mix of masculine, feminine, and androgynous outfits for your models.

the outfit you were most excited for others to see was one you’d been working on for ages, collecting bits and pieces for it over the years.

while daydreaming about how amazing the show would be, you got a call from the model who would be showing that outfit’s manager. ah fuck.

“hello, miss y/n. i’m sorry to inform you in such late notice that (name of model) has caught a cold, and cannot come in. good luck with your show.”

oh shit. what will you do now??

*now this splits into each character’s section*

-bakugou-

the model that the agency came up with instead of the planned, was none other than bakugou katsuki himself. he had a widespread reputation of being aggressive, but he was more just pissy when he showed up.

“the names bakugou. now, who do i owe the pleasure to?” he scoffed, “y/n? cute. for a goddamned puppy.”

what is that even supposed to mean?

you didn’t have time to retort back, instead getting a call that your show will soon be beginning.

“yeah yeah, i know the drill,” he winked, turning away, “hope i don’t disappoint or whatever. not that i give two shits.”

you nervously walked to the seat you saved for yourself, a crowd of people surrounded the runway, including some very famous designer agencies that were on the lookout for new designers to employ.

you took a deep breath as your show began, and so far it all was going to plan!

all of the outfits had the crowd gasping in surprise, taking in the small details that’d be missed if they were not fashion enthusiasts themselves.

when bakugou was next, you were silently wishing and hoping that he’d pull off the outfit. you knew it’d look amazing on him since he’s good looking anyways, but you swear if he fucks up you’ll yell his ear off.

“last outfit for tonight folks, worn by the firey model himself, bakugou katsuki,” the announcer said as bakugou walked out.

he looked better than the original model, and you had to dig your nails into your hand to stay quiet.

once he got to the end of the runway, he struck a pose and walked back.

afterwards, he walked up to you. this was confusing to you, you’ve never heard of models really doing that.

“i made that outfit look so hot, nice designing skills,” he complimented, bringing a small blush to your cheeks, “what? i just told you you had skill, not like i told you you’re hot.” he snickered, “you are anyways though.”

“um yeah thanks,” you figured now would be a good time to ask, “you did very good, you wanna work together again sometime?”

his eyes gleamed with satisfaction, “sure, but you gotta let me take you out to dinner.”

“huh??”

“you heard me,” he winked and pushed a piece of paper with his phone number into your hand before walking away.

-text-

you: hii

bakugou: hey;) ill pick you up tomorrow at 7

-iida-

the agency told you their other models were busy, so you had to have one of your models do their original outfits plus the favorite.

you, obviously, chose the most talented model you had. tenya iida. his family had a long long line of models (see what i did there;)) and he was most definitely the best in your eyes.

when you offered the job to him, he agreed instantly, saying it was good for him to help you as he wanted to convey how responsible he was to his family.

he took the agreement a little far, even saying that he’d never let you down as that is his duty to fulfill, but you just let him get determined to succeed. it was nice that he was so passionate about modeling, he always made sure to give things his very best.

“this outfit is very creative and well-crafted. good job, miss y/n.” iida gave you two thumbs up before running to get into his first outfit for the night.

iida was extremely talented, always getting the best ratings and reviews from the public. a few times he was put on the front cover of a magazine, gaining him a lot of followers.

during the few times he walked, he got many cheers from the crowd. many people found him to be insanely attractive, some even came to shows with him in them just for him. you found him so lucky, and it shocked you to find he didn’t have a girlfriend at all for how many people thirst for him.

the way he looked in the ending piece was just- arf arf awooga sexy. you could’ve gotten a nosebleed from how hot he was.

after the show you looked for him, wanting to thank him for the favor.

when you finally found him, he was arguing with one of your other models about how they were there two minutes later than told. it’s very important to the public to be responsible and good at timing. you cannot succeed with trashy expectations, was around what we was saying, but you weren’t really tuned in.

“hey, iida! good job tonight, i really appreciate you working with me so kindly,” you smiled at him.

“of course, y/n! it’s my duty. would you wish to collaborate with me in future business ideals?”

“hmmm.... on one condition,” you smirked, “you have to go on a date with me!”

“i would love to, thank you, y/n.”

-aizawa-

none of your other models would agree to wearing the outfit, saying their schedules were too packed to fit it in.

you figured you might as well call your friend aizawa, he was hot and good at looking like his ego was too big.

“what do you want, y/n?” he yawned into the phone.

“please, shota, do you mind being a guest in my runway show?”

“what’s in it for me?”

“huh?”

“let me take you out on a date and i’ll agree to being in the show,” you could tell how absolutely serious he was. made you lowkey happy cause you’d been thirsting for him for a while.

“yeah yeah, now get here asap dummy,” you chuckled when he whispered a maybe too loud yay, hanging up the phone.

“y/n, have you got a fill-in for the finishing outfit?” your assistant asked.

“yes, add ‘shota aizawa’ to the list.” you ordered, your assistant immediately scribbling down his name, thanking you as they hurried away.

you knew aizawa would rock it, he was actually the inspiration for the entire piece. many people were confused as they’d never seen him before, but were hoping they would again sometime.

he looked so handsome in it, and you were really happy he wanted to take you on a date.

after the show you were lost in thought, wondering what kind of date he’d take you on. would it be dinner? or the beach? or the park? or target? you loved target. truly it didn’t matter to you where he took you, even if you would just be at his place for a few hours you were still super hyped.

“let’s go, y/n,” aizawa walked up to you and took your hand, dragging you to his car.

“you’re lucky i took the subway here,” you scoffed, clicking your seatbelt on.

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kneelbeforeclefairy · 4 years ago

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Me vs my father in the enjolras is javert's son Les Mis AU that is my life

So. Me. 28. THIS close to her master's degree. Liberal. Socialist. Mixed kid. New Yorker. Just got home from living on her own in Greece. Been living away from parents for seven years. Queer. ADHD . Rsd. Imposter syndrome. Bad at rejection. Torn between two parents who are STILL fighting for me.

Living with Father because who picked the year of the coronavirus to give up her life .62. Barely completed high school. Said Regan was the best president he lived through. Trump voter. New Yorican who doesn't understand the world doesn't see him as white. Conservative who moved south and got worse. Blue lives matter dude. Not Batman.

Will not STOP. Provoking me.

It started with him mentioning you can't get aunt Jemima syrup any more because....you know . Me saying yes you can. The brand firs of all hasn't rebranded itself yet. It currently is still aunt Jemima and the packaging hasn't changed, still widely available. It's just going to rename itself. Get told no it's not "you can't do that any more." interrupted. Get to squeak out the bit about its gonna be the same recipe just called something else. Auntie J maybe. I think that's a good syrup name. He laughs and says it's gonna be BLM syrup.

(and you know what I find that trivializing but if that's what they wanted to name it who cares.)

(more context. His grandfather was black. He told me about being told as a kid by his father that little brown boys just say yes sir to the police. He got The Talk)

And then it goes to Porgy and Bess. Porgy and Bess is on so we watch it. All of us enjoy it thoroughly. He says "isn't this racist? What's the difference between this and aunt Jemima?"

Me.....

I have to get this information put as fast as possible . He's not really listening. He doesn't care. He's not asking . He doesn't find them both genuinely racist. He just....seems to want to catch me out. I try to explain. Porgy and Bess DOES Have some problems. But it was written in 1935 and was one of those Fair For It's Day things. Launched the careers of a lot of black classical singers. Still does. Some charecters might be a little sterotypical (Sportin Life did not age well) but in the hands of a good production and a good actor depth can be found. Rewrites have been made.

But I don't get to SAY any of these things. I try. I, well spoken, bordering on eloquent, stumble through a few poorly thought out points about interpretation and employment and he didn't see the difference between a classical singers playing Bess at the met and being well payed singing beautiful music and even if the roll is somewhat sterotypical and a product of it's times, through a good actress can become a wonderful three dimensional role, or at least no less than any other opera heroine and a poor black woman playing a completely one dimensional mammy sterotypes to sell syrup to enrich white people while playing off their own created nostalgia for oppression of the black race cause I WASNT PREPARED FOR FUCKING WAR OVER PORGY AND BESS. He just asked the questions. I'm on the defense. I've never even SEEN it before. I'm not ready to defend it. I didn't know I was going to have to. Hell, I'm not sure if it IS racist or problematic yet, we're 15 minutes it. He seems to know why I'm watching it at all if I'm so sensitive that a syrup name must trigger me.

He's not concerned it IS racist. Just seems to want to catch me in inconsistancies. Why do you watch this but you want the syrup renamed

(I didn't bring up the syrup. We were talking about the difference between brands in the north and south. He just brought up the fucking syrup and said it wasn't there any more. By the way. It is. I saw it in the fucking Kroger. And I literally do not care about the name of syrup. it's largely symbolic sure but if they want to rename themselves because yeah totally cringe history that's their business. Fine. It literally does not affect me. The recipe is there I'm just gonna call it aunt j or whatever)

And then this morning when I showed him a picture of the Alexander the Great statue o took on Thessaloniki

(masters degree in macedonian history/archeology, me)

He says

He SAYS

"I'm surprised they haven't taken that down."

In this stupid sing song way.

(like obviously this statue thing is an American thing with some England thrown in. I don't know much about Greek politics but I'm PRETTY FUCKING SURE they weren't invovled in the American transatlantic slave trade or the age of exploration my dude)

But he says "it's imperialism isn't it?'

Me "well yes but..."

"he conquered the world didn't he? Did he or did he not conquer the world. You think he did that by being nice to people?"

"well you'd be surprised how much alliance building and diplomacy was used but yes but--"

"so how's it different? Did he conquer the world? Did he own slaves?"

"actually probably not as macedonia wasn't really a slave society and the Persians DEFINITELY didn't have slaves"

"well I just think it's the same"

(frustrated. Can't show emotion or he wins. Already cracked a few days ago when he was talking about a cop iniured by "the mob" and COULDN'T because how many of my people were injured by them? And had to tell him to stop. Told he wouldn't talk politics. Does the above count)

Me. Lightly. "You're unable to grasp nuance. And you're just trying to provoke me"

Something happens. Subject changed. Did I win? Did I lose? We're always battling.

Thing is.

Yes.

There is an INCREDIBLY subtle and nuanced discussion to be had about imperialism in general and its effects and how even ancient imperialism effects us to this day. And how we view warfare and conquest in general and the stories we tell. I would argue Alexander was great because of his kindness, the cultural exchange he sparked, his clever tactics , his mastery of grand strategy, his diplomacy, his ability to use image, and only last his undefeatedness in battle. But I wasnt the one who called him Great, to whoever that was it was about the war. There is A LOT about Alexander and his affect on Persia,which, while we shouldn't layer modern politics over it (especially race based one. Yes Alexander was Caucasian but WHITENESS didn't exist then and Persia was the sophisticated empire , Greece was tiny and insignificant. It's just that Greece wrote the story and got to paint them as barbaians but it has nothing to do with race and they REALLY REALLY WEREN'T and even the Greeks knew that) did destroy an empire and affects the region to this day. Persian perceptions of Alexander are obviously not as kind, and equally important.

So yes there is a discussion to be had about that. And why we venerate a man who did kill thousands and why, I would argue, he still is a very good person who, despite his faults, does deserve that statue.

But we weren't having that

We were playing gotcha.

Cause even if he Couldn't grasp the difference between Alexander the Great, who yeah, totally did sell thebans into slavery in a system that attributed slavery to bad luck and if he had lost would have expected the same treatment to anyone who was not killed,and Confederate generals who thought and entire race was inferior due to their birth, fought for their continued enslavement, committed treason to the country he loves SO much, and LOST, and were memorialized in stupid statues by a bunch of sore loser white supremacists in an attempt to rewrite history to turn what could have been and should have been an Embarrassing chapter in a regions history that should have been healed from into the DEFINING THING about that area despite lasting onl five years and still the symbol of pain and murder to a large percentage of our population within VERY CLOSE TO LIVING MEMORY that has affects that are still here in a very real way because *gestures vaguely at everything* and have caused riots TWICE in your lifetime because it hasn't changed has it and also YOU'RE NOT SOUTHERN and why do you care?

Then I'm not sure what to say.

I don't know what he wants. He wants me catch me out? Debate the liberal cause they're so stupid ? Vent frustration at the liberal because fox news tells you to hate them? His way of processing Something he doesn't understand? Men can't ask for directions? He wants me to argue him, some nerd version of beating the old man at basketball? He feels inferior to his kid so he's gotta put me in my place? A nerd version of not letting the kid beat you at basketball? Test me? Make me prove myself? Make me represent all liberals so he can win?

I don't know what he wants. But I'm SICK OF IT.

And I'm sick of being torn between the mother who is frightened and overbearing and the father who seems to want to always make me keep up.

And I cant

Deal

With

Conservatives

Any more!

#personal #it is polite to tag the crazy as personal #long post #fathers

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reisabrisingr · 6 years ago

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My thoughts on the Dean Ambrose situation.

I may be wrong, but this just doesn’t make sense to me. I’ve been a wrestling fan too long to believe that WWE would announce that Deans contract isn’t getting renewed.

WWE has never done this in recent years, even going back to last year when Neville walked out and left his contract to expire, we all knew yet WWE never announced it until it did.

Just last night on Raw it looked like we were going to potentially see a storyline building between Hunter and Dean. Dean has given so much to this company, up until last year Dean was the one on the main roster who had competed in the most matches.(house shows,TV and PPV’s)

Dean has done almost everything there is in WWE, except win a rumble and headline Wrestlemania. He was the first member of the shield to become a grand slam champion and the longest reigning US champion.

WWE has been booked around Ambrose,Reigns and Rollins. It’s obvious that those three guys are who the McMahon’s can call upon and are always on TV. They’ve always been sure to call on those guys and make sure that they aren’t forgotten.

There’s always been so much hype between the three shield guys. Dean is a multiple IC champion and multiple tag champ. He’s held the US title, money in the bank contract and WWE championship.

He’s a part of the most popular stable of this century, if not the entirety of the WWE.

He’s gained two lifelong friends,his brothers and his wife from this company, and when the shield was coming up they had control in what the shield was gonna do.

I just don’t see how in 7 years, Dean doesn’t have more control now than then.

We all know Dean is so intelligent when it comes to his charector.

Yeah, this recent run from October has been shitty. But how in three months could he just decide to leave? Why not just sit down and talk to Vince and explain how he’s feeling? If it was a simple character change or more character control he was wanting, do you not think Vince would do that to keep one of his top guys? Of course he would. Someone like Zack Ryder or Curt Hawkins(ily boys) I don’t think he would. But fucking Dean Ambrose? Of course he would. The guy is a top draw and part of The Shield.

Deans spoken before about how he’s glad he got out of the Indy’s because of what his Moxley charector had to go through just to be Mox and how he couldn’t do that now.

I think this is a work, especially because of what happened on Raw last night, with him getting in Hunters face and just being ruthless and not caring. Then the potential pipe bomb that was cut off by Nia Jax.

If Dean was going to throw a pipe bomb and stayed in the ring longer than he was meant to, they would’ve sent Nia out during commercial or he would’ve cut one during commercial.

WWE wouldn’t have announced him leaving so soon, espically with Wrestlemania coming up where they need their top guys to build storylines around and sell tickets. Out of WWE’s main roster, their top draws are Becky, Daniel, AJ and Charlotte. On Raw it’s Seth,Dean, Roman, Finn, Ronda and Brock.

Ronda and Brock are draws for the casual fans. The ones who just tune in because they know who they are.

There’s Roman, who unfortunately can’t be a mania this year and potentially next. He was the face of the company and will be again. I want my big dog back more than ever.

There’s Daniel who everyone loves, because how can you hate the guy? He was everyones number one for so long. Hell, the evil vegan is even starting to get over.

There’s Charlotte,Finn and AJ who people love just for their pure wrestling ability and how well they work in the ring.

There’s Becky and Seth, who rn is everyone’s favourite, they’re at the top of their games and are getting that treatment or else fans would riot.

Then there’s Dean, the guy who has fought and fought and fought for his entire life, to get to where he is. Who was hooked on drugs and lost his first chance at the WWE because of it, then he changed up his act. He shouldn’t have made it, but he did. The WWE gave him that chance and he proved everyone wrong. The fans love him.

WWE would be silly to loose him and to announce it on social media where everyone knows, espically with All Elite Wrestling just being announced. It’d be like Vince just being like,”there’s one of my top guys, go take him.” He isn’t that stupid.

I think it’s a work, I think it’s leading up to Dean bringing out more mox, where he doesn’t care who he hurts, who he insults, he’s telling the truth and he’s gonna fight for what he wants.

Like him saying to HHH,”you didn’t believe in him back in Florida when we were riding in a $500 car. You just thought he was some hot shot, but I believed in him!” Hello, why would this new Dean charector admit to believing in Seth when he’s meant to hate his guts? When he demanded a match from Hunter and when he seen hunter walking away, just to follow him threw the ropes and be like,”Do you need to ask for permission from your father in law?” Dude, that’s totally just to get a reaction from Hunter and to wind Hunter up. It’s a typical feud starter what they did.

I think this is leading up to something at Mania, I think it’s to somehow bring out more of the Dean we know Jon can create and portray. Why would he give up 8 years with a company over 3 months of a character he doesn’t like? It doesn’t make sense.

I think their plan is to get rid of this Dean that’s a germaphobe by introducing more pipe bombs, more attitude towards athourity figures and just beating the shit out of people. Cause what are they gonna do? Suspend him? Fire him? Dude will be “leaving” before mania so what’s the point?

I think they’re going with the storyline of Dean Ambrose being pissed he doesn’t get what he deserves, he’s been treated like dirt and always been a third when it comes to Seth and Roman. Vince has always believed in Roman, HHH’s first NXT baby is Seth and Hunter will always have Seth’s back. Hunter was the reason Dean lost the shield the first time around. And he never got the pay back for that. Seth and Roman have both versed HHH at Mania, why not have Dean do it as well.

They said they were bringing in a new era into WWE, what better way to do it then have it feel more real by having Dean Ambrose of all people cutting loose and being Mox? To have a hardcore match at Mania against the creator of the attitude era and the guy who we all wish could’ve been a part of it.

What if it’s just a way for WWE to slowly say goodbye to the PG era by having Hunter and a more ruthless Ambrose going one on one at Mania?

I just, i don’t think WWE would announce it so soon. Especially with a star like dean.

I could be in denial, but I won’t believe this until I see it with my own two eyes.

I don’t think Dean would show up in another wrestling company either, he’s far too loyal for that shit.

Also, adding this in because idgaf and my shield heart called for it. Do you really think he’d give up his wrestling soulmate and best friend, his brothers? They’ve got an unbreakable bond. They’ve all said when they retire from wrestling they wanna do it together in a last shield triple threat. That’s how much they care about each other, they joined the main roster together and want to leave it together.

They’re the boys who all held the wwe title on the same night,I just don’t see this bond being broken because of something as little as a charecters development.

#Dean Ambrose #roman reigns #seth rollins #HHH #I could be wrong #i hope im not #cause i dont wanna loose my baby #nicola rambles

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kooksbunnnn · 5 months ago

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„fucked up hyung, I fucked up. I will lose her. She’ll go hyung. I was drunk, i didnt realize, i dint-”

this is exactly what i meant when i said that jungkook does not deserve any sympathy from anyone. this man straight up excuses his behavior that he was drunk and it happened only because he wasn’t sober like excuse me? even a drunk person can tell from right or wrong or matter of fact he didn’t had to drink that much in the first place knowing that dangerous things could happen to him if he let himself be intoxicated around people he doesn’t feel safe and yada yada.

also him crying and having a full blown panic attack is a normal behavior for narcissistic people who get caught with something they can’t deny anymore. he wasn’t the one telling his „hyungs“ that he went behind his wife back and slept with someone no it was the message that joon received that started all of it which means he’s a coward and only started crying like a baby when they asked him about it. what im trying to say is jungkook is a grown man who’s still a child that can’t take responsibility for his actions instead he acts like a victim and needs to be coddled which quiet disgusts me because jimin was the only sane person. i mean yeah it wont change anything if you rub it in his face but you need to tell that person the cold hard truth instead of hugging him and having sympathy with that person when that won’t change his behavior (and it didn’t we saw it in those chapters how oc still got it hard because of his dumb ass)

again sorry not trying to ruin the fun for others or me trying to bash your characters but you can’t tell me that this boy knows what he’s doing when he doesn’t even know how to be a man in the first place. im sure they have a happy ending and what not but i wish oc could move on and do the co-parent thing. he doesn’t deserve any happy ending with her.

I see what you mean, anon reader, and I respect your opinion, but no one is perfect, and in this fic, Jungkook and OC are both not perfect. Thankyou for reading tho🫂🩷

#lost cause #lost cause asks #lost cause charecter asks #jungkook #jeon jungkook #bts

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sephirothsplaything · 3 months ago

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DNA| Sec.80 high power-chapter 11

A/N: I figured out how to post the full chapter of this thank fuck because this was bothering me!

This is the story of Lady Rhaella Targaryen the I;the strange one and her role in the Dance Of Dragons. Loved by few and feared by many.

The blood of the dragon runs in Targaryen's veins. Something else runs in Rhaella.

BLACK TARGARYEN OC/READER

PARINGS: Aemond,Cregan,slight Jace,slight Addam,original charecter

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The harrowing screams of the Princess Rhaenyra permeated throughout the Dragonstone halls. She had been laboring on hours end, to no avail. Rhaella's eyes flinched harshly at the sound. The wails easily overpowered the council her father was attempting to hold.

She could not understand it—how a man could ignore his wife's pleas. Each knight and lord sat in their discomfort, however, none spoke to oppose Daemon.

Rhaella glanced at her cousins, both fighting back an outpour of emotions. She thought of her own mother. Oh, how similar the screams were. It was a terror that she hoped to never endure.

The memory caused Rhaella's voice to lift, with no mind for control.

"Perhaps we should wait for the Princess," Rhaella said.

All eyes turned to her, some in shock, others in slight agreement. Daemon stared at his daughter for a moment, eyes piercing as if to say, 'Do not dare'.

But she dared. This simply could not go on. Mayhaps her voice held no weight, but she would be heard. Rhaella's hands slammed down onto the painted table, fire flickering at the action. She had interrupted her father once again.

No further words were uttered by her. Rhaella stomped to Rhaenyra's chambers. Whimpers and curses could be heard.

She stood outside the door, unable to move. "Get out!" Rhaenyra screamed. "Monster! Get out!"

Her mother had said the same. Endless pleas to a child that could not understand the harm it was inflicting onto its mother.

Rhaella's body slid itself onto the side wall. She could not go in. All Rhaella could hear was her mother begging for her suffering to end.

"Mother?" Lucerys called. The smell of blood had wafted to Rhaella's nose. Princess Rhaenyra was forced to fight a women's battle—among men. The thought was infuriating.

"Know that my claim passes to you, Jacaerys," Rhaenyra speaks weakly. The line of succession had been made clear. Rhaella could only think how her sister would manage the position of queen.

Much better than her anyhow.

"Where is Daemon?" Jace asks with an unlike sternness.

"Gone to madness,off to plan his war," Rhaenyra mumbled.

Jace's eyes harden with fury. His jaw clenched tightly, and Rhaella wondered if she had ever seen him like this.

"Leave Daemon with me," Jace said. He marched off with such conviction that Rhaella found herself following him, nearly tripping over herself to match his strides.

"He will not listen," Rhaella said. Jace glanced at her. "He will."

The two cousins venture to the table once more. Rhaella stood further away, doubt evident.

"Let us stop this meeting," Jace demanded.

"Ah, the young prince," Daemon spoke nonchalantly. It did not go unnoticed to Rhaella that she was being ignored—punished.

"You are needed to patrol the skies of Vermax." It was a commanding tone, one that Rhaella was all too familiar with. But Jace refused to waiver.

"Did you hear what I said?" Jace spoke once more. Daemon scoffed but Rhaella could tell that he was somehow impressed by Jacaerys's efforts.

More so than her.

"You've lost the ability to speak for yourself?" Daemon's words were for Rhaella. If not for the constant screams mixed with flashes of her mother that filled her mind, perhaps she could have formulated a response.

"Leave her be," Jace said, only growing more angry. The two men engaged in a brief stare-down before Daemon grabbed dark sister and walked off.

"Come, and I shall show you the meaning of loyalty."

Jace gave Rhaella an assuring glance before walking out as well.

"Princess, please let us help you!" Rhaella could hear the maids beg.

But in truth, there was nothing they could do. She needed to remove herself from here, her stomach was beginning to turn.

Rhaella found solace inside her room. The silk sheets had been done up neatly—not like how she'd left them last.

She tried to focus on the details familiar to her. The imposing brass bookcase was on display in the corner.All the books and maps she could ever want resided there.

Something stuck out from one of the shelves. Reaching to grab it,Rhaella recognized it as a letter.

Aemond's letter.

Her fist shook as she clutched it,as if it would run away from her if she eased her grip. Aemond had not indulged in what was written.

Rhaella's fingers traced over her delicately written name. She could recall how horrid his penmanship was in their younger years,he certainly had worked hard at it.

The thought nearly made her smile,but it quickly faded. Smiling at a time such as this? Perhaps she was mad.

Rhaella did not wish to read it. Not until she could speak to Aemond again.

Hastily,Rhaella shoved the letter underneath her pillow,hoping that her conflictions would disappear with it.

"Rhaella?"

Baela and Rhaena stood in the doorway,faces sullen. Rhaella recognized the expression.It was one that was etched onto her sisters faces when their mother was dropped into the sea.

Pure sorrow.

"What of the babe?" Rhaella asked,although she was already sure of the answer.

Rhaena's gaze fell,hands clutched at her side. It was especially hard for her,Rhaella was sure. She was the one that saw the blood of their mother pour from her dress.

"She did not survive,Rhaenyra is wrapping her body now." Baela said.

"I see." Rhaella said.

"The funeral is about to take place." Rhaena choked out. She left the room and Baela followed after.Rhaella glanced at her pillow one last time. She would bury Aemond for the time being. He only served as a distraction from more pressing matters.

Walking out from the castle,Rhaella was met with the devastating sight. Her family gathered round stone fixtures that held up the tiny body of the babe. She noticed that her father looked especially withdrawn. Was that his grief making itself known? He hadn't looked that way at her mother's funeral.

A bitter feeling danced around her. Rhaella elected to stand by Lucerys who grabbed her arm for support. Her father had yet again lost an attempted babe. She felt sorry for him in earnest,the princess more so.

Fire was set to the babes frail body and Luke squeezed Rhaella harder. A painful silence rang out in the air.

Tears fell from Luke's face as he mourned his sister. Rhaella was unable to find words of comfort for him.

Booted footsteps crunched onto the ground,catching the attention of Rhaella. Ser Erryk Cargyll approached the front,in his hand was a satchel.

Daemon placed a hand over dark sister cautiously as the guards drew their own swords.

"I mean you no harm,brothers." Ser Erryk spoke. He took the liberty of taking a few steps more before bending a knee.Reaching into the bag,he pulled out the gold crown of the old king Viserys Targaryen.

"I swear to the queen." Ser Erryk vowed. Rhaella thought the timing was..peculiar at best. Her father did not share the same opinion it seemed. Daemon took the crown and placed it atop Rhaenyra's head.

Queen of the seven kingdoms and protector of the realm. Daemon bent the knee for Rhaenyra and soon everyone followed suit.

Rhaella remained standing for a moment. Her stepmother had been crowned. She could not deny the surge of pride that rushed into her veins.

A woman would sit the iron throne through fire and blood. A war in Rhaenyra's name,the concept made Rhaella slightly envious.

Nevertheless,she too took a knee to the soil. Her grandmother remained standing,hardly a surprise to Rhaella–she was the queen who never was.

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A meeting was arranged the following day. Immediate lords and maesters that retained loyalty to Queen Rhaenyra were present. The arrival of her grandfather from driftmark lifted Rhaella's spirits slightly,choosing to stand at his side.

All gathered around the painted table,Queen Rhaenyra moved to its head. There was a hesitation intermingled with her confidence,one that Rhaella figured could only come with her position as a woman.

"Wine,my queen." Rhaena offered the cup. Rhaella's lips pursed at the action. Her sister was a smart girl. Queen Rhaenyra beckoned both girls to the table,who opted to stand at the sides of their betrothed.

Silence settled as the new Queen mulled over what her first words would be,everyone was waiting for her command.

"What is our standing?" Rhaenyra said finally.

"We have thirty knights,one hundred crossbow men and three-hundred men at arms." Daemon responded immediately.

No where near the amount that the Greens had,Rhaella knew that much. There was a guard for practically every door in the red keep...subtracting the one whose life Rhaella had taken.

The nausea in her stomach found itself once more.

Queen Rhaenyra thought over her husband's words. She looked around for a moment,eyes searching. She turned behind her,falling onto Rhaella next to her grandsire.

"Rhaella,come." The queen said. She was caught entirely off guard,Rhaella assumed she had been forgotten yet again. Everyone looked to her,expectant as her previous outburst had not been forgotten in a hurry.

The weight of significance hung over Rhaella's head. Her sister had made a defining approach,marking her place at the table,so why not her?

No dragon,no claim to any land and certainly no betrothed...and yet..

Rhaella strode to the right side of the Queen Rhaenyra,cementing herself confidently. This is where she wished to be,she decided. A hand of the queen. Rhaella would do everything in her power to make this known to her grace.

Rhaella fine tuned her ear as potential allyship was discussed. As she concluded,House Arryn would most likely side with them as the queen's own mother was of their lands.

House Celtigar would not deny their old valyrian blood. House Baratheon was up for question,Rhaella had heard the lord there was rather pig-headed,illiterate as well.

All council members agreed that the Riverlands would be essential for their cause.

"Pray to forgive my bluntness,your grace." One Maester interjected. Queen Rhaenyra was gracious to allow him.

"Your cause owns one that has not been seen since the days of Old Valyria.." The maester continued.

Dragons.

Rhaella wondered if she would ever be free of such talk. It served as a painful reminder of what she lacked.

"The Greens have dragons as well." Queen Rhaenyra stated. Rhaella's mind immediately shifted towards Vhagar,mighty she was. No dragon on their end would have the slightest of chances,save for Meleys or Caraxes.

"They have three adults,by my count." Daemon spoke. "We have Syrax,Caraxes and Meleys,your sons have Arrax,Vermax and Tyraxes."

'It is hopeful at best' Rhaella thinks. The latter three dragons were still relatively young,they barely hunted for their own food let alone seen war.

"Baela had Moondancer." Daemon said. Rhaena and Rhaella exchanged looks. On the out by their father once more,like always.

"Daemon none of our dragons have been to war." Queen Rhaenyra stated. There was a certain tension between them that had hardly escaped Rhaella's notice. Her father,perhaps unintentionally, had been making decisions without her official word.

"There are unclaimed dragons as well as wild ones." Daemon stated,attention turning to his dragonless daughters. Rhaena shifted,head turning away in shame. Rhaella might have done the same at one time,but there was a definite shift – her eyes bore straight into her fathers,unflinching.

"Vermithor and Silverwing." Jace chimed in. Daemon nodded in agreement,emitting a scoff from Rhaella.

"It is high time the two of you find dragons for yourselves." Daemon said.

"You wish to force a connection for the sake of war?" Rhaella asked. She could feel Rhaena tug on her arm in warning.

"Now is no time to be rebellious,Rhaella." Daemon scolded.

Her father had nothing if not sheer audacity,but she would be sure to match it.

" I cannot speak for Rhaena." Rhaella said. " Vermithor nor Silverwing are suited for me."

"And neither are any of the many dragon eggs you refuse to take." Daemon mocked. Rhaella clenched her fists,face heating up in embarrassment. He would not understand. There was something tugging at her mind,urging her to search. For what? Rhaella could not be sure.

"What good would a dragon egg do either of us,Rhaena's has yet to hatch." Rhaella pointed out. The statement, true,albeit harsh, caused Rhaena to flinch.

"Perhaps if you drew your attention to that matter and not that of our enemies you'd find success." Daemon said.

"Daemon." Queen Rhaenyra hissed. Her control over the black council was wavering and she wished to return to the matter at hand.

However,Rhaella in her persistent spitefulness made her anger known anyhow. It crossed her mind to bring up Mysaria,but resisted.

"Please excuse me,your grace." Rhaella said,bowing as respectfully as she could. She did not wait for the queen's response.

Back to her room she went,slamming the door obnoxiously behind her. Indignation boiled over inside,uncontrolled. Rhaella shoved the books from her desk,causing a thud to echo. She was hardly done,kicking around pillows and collectables in frustration.

She had completely destroyed her room–it was childish, she was forced to admit. Mayhaps her father was trying to instill a certain lesson,she could add it to the pile of constant confusion she faced.

In the midst of her vexation,Rhaella's hand landed onto Aemond's letter. The urge to rip it open overwhelmed her entirely. It was almost troublesome. How he managed to remain at the forefront of her mind despite everything. For a moment,Rhaella wondered if he thought of her as well. She ached to understand his reasoning; It surely could not have been for Aegons' sake or even his own mothers'. The only conclusion Rhaella was able to conjure was that of some self motivated desire of his.

Rhaella found a small comfort atop her bed,head lolling to the side. Hours passed her by swiftly as she dozed off.

An abrupt knock caused Rhaella to nearly fall off her bed. She had half a mind to ignore the interruption.

"Rhaella,open this door at once." The demand of Baela could be heard. Rhaella sighed;Baela would not ask again. She was met with the faces of her sisters,to whom she reluctantly let in.

"By the Gods,what happened here?" Rhaena asked, looking around. Rhaella shrugged,plopping down onto the floorboards.

"It was either this or yell at father in front of the entire council." Rhaella stated plainly. Baela rolled her eyes in response to her sister's statement.

"And in your impertinence,I now bear the burden of relaying what you have missed." Baela said.

Quietly,Rhaena began to pick up the things Rhaella had strewn across the room, returning them to their rightful place.

"I assume ravens have already been sent out to allies?" Rhaella inquired. She,in truth was only half interested,but for the sake of Baela and her temper,she indulged.

"Jace volunteered to relay the message himself." Baela said,slight adoration present.

"How prince like." Rhaella said. Baela hummed in agreement.

"Luke will fly to Storm's end." Rhaena added. Rhaella's brow furrowed. She could not imagine her sweet cousin demanding the Baratheon lord to bend the knee. It made her smile a little.

"Did grandsire officially declare his allegiance?" Rhaella asked. Corlys's hesitance was all too apparent,leaving her puzzled. The Velyeron bloodline would have been assured with Baela as queen and Rhaena as the lady of Driftmark.

"Yes,the fleets will be at the queen's command.''Rhaena responded. The seasnakes fleets would be properly intimidating,the greens would have no dominion over the seas.

"I do not think the queen will be so quick to war,she shows restraint." Rhaella said.

"She needs to show strength." Baela said,hands clenched together. Rhaena was seemingly finished with Rhaella's room as she sits on the bed.

"The blood on your dress from yesterday." Rhaena said,a growing look of concern etched onto her face. "What happened?

Rhaella's eyes flickered shut as she recalled,as if the event was so long ago.

"I killed a guard whilst escaping." Rhaella stated bluntly. She had long since decided that the nausea she felt was the prospect of being powerful rather than fear.

Her sisters gasped in unison. Rhaella thought the reaction was a little dramatic.

"That must have been horrible," Rhaena said.

"At the time it felt right." Rhaella said. She would spare her sisters from the dark details of her true thoughts for the time being.

"Thank the gods you're safe." Baela said. She too took to Rhaella's bed.

The Gods? No,this was her own doing..perhaps.

"Both of you wish to stay?" Her sisters nodded. Although Rhaella desperately wished to be alone,she would not deny them.

Rhaella dawned her nightdress before situating herself in the middle. Baela rolled to face the wall whilst Rhaena settled onto her back. I miss mother." Rhaena blurted out. They all thought it,the memory of their mother had become violently present during Rhaenyra's labors. Rhaella herself yearned for her mothers voice,even if it was for only a moment.

"Rhaena go to sleep." Baela responded after some time. Soon the slowed breaths of Baela filled the room.

Rhaella knew she would be unable to find sleep,like many nights before. Her mind reeled over the possibility of war. How would she fare? Would she be content to be sent off while her family fought?

Deep down,Rhaella longed for a chance to prove herself a true Targaryen–To find glory though fire and blood. She would give her very soul if need be.

"Rhaella,are you awake?" Rhaena's soft voice whispered. She felt the bed shift as Rhaena turned to her.

"Yes." Rhaella said reluctantly. Rhaena was quiet for a moment,considering her words.

"I saw the letter..it's from him isn't it?" Rhaena said.

"Yes." Rhaella said,seeing no point in denial.

"What was written?" Rhaena said.

Rhaella sighed. If she was to confess anything,she supposed it might as well be to Rhaena. Baela would sooner scold her and Rhaella was in no such mood for that.

"I do not know." Rhaella said. Oh,but she wanted to,terribly so.

"Still you care for him." Rhaena stated. Rhaella stared up to the ceiling,the dark warping her vision.

"There is something I must confess,but you mustn't tell a soul." Rhaella said.

"I would never." Rhaena assured. Rhaella knew she would not,but required verbal confirmation anyhow.

"The night before Aegon was crowned, I was with him." Rhaella said.

"Oh." Rhaena breathed out. Rhaella forced herself to continue,before she lost all nerve.

"We flew together on Vhagar and we spoke." Rhaella said. A ghost of a smile was present on her face,concealed by the dark.

"I found myself..relating to him,his aspirations." Rhaella whispered.

Rhaena hummed. "The two of you were always alike,I think."

"Rhaena I fucked him, there, in the grass." Rhaella spouted. She continued on before her sister could respond.

"I find myself with little regret of my doings." Rhaella admitted. She was no longer a maiden,purity stripped from her.

And there would be no god above to return it.

"And yet,he has betrayed you." Rhaena said. Tears threatened to fall down Rhaella's cheeks.

She knew it. She knew and almost did not care,and the fact horrified her greatly.

"If it should really come to war..I fear–" Rhaella trailed off. She could not bring herself to voice her thoughts. The truth of the matter; She feared that she would be unable to do what is necessary if it came to it.

And she hated it. Rhaella wished to be released from her feelings,to sever the bond between herself and Aemond.

"Do you love him?" Rhaena asked ,to her own dismay, she doubted the fact would change.

"I never wanted to,in earnest." Rhaella said.

"But do you?" Rhaena urged.

Rhaella did not respond. But she needed not to.

Love weakened her heart.

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'Awaken'

Rhaella's eyes flickered. The room was still swallowed in darkness,but this was no dream.

'Leave me.' Rhaella hoped her thoughts were loud enough for it. Her sisters were long asleep,however they did little to ease her anxiety.

'There is much to do,strange one.' It hissed. As if her body worked against her,she crawled from the bed,stumbling slightly.

'Allow my voice to guide you'

Rhaella walked into the long dragonstone halls,avoiding guards on instinct. She found herself outside–The cool air ruffled her nightdress.

"Where am I going?" Rhaella hissed. She was shivering and had neglected to wear shoes.

'To the glory you so desperately wish for.'

Against her better judgment,she continued onwards. Rhaella hiked up to the harsh terrains until her feet were numb. She paused as puffs of air left her quickly. Rhaella took a moment to observe her surroundings. She was on the Dragonmount,some ways away from the castle. One where some of the wild dragons reside.

She was in great danger.

''Explain yourself, devil!" Rhaella demanded. Trickles of fear dripped into her blood.

'You shall walk with death'

A low grumble could be heard from a cave,no doubt from a large dragon.

"Morghon iksos issa pāletilla?" Death is my crown?

Delusional or suicidal,Rhaella could not determine what she was as of yet–perhaps a healthy mix of both.

Droplets of water fell from the cave onto her face. She tried to recall the histories of her ancestors. Dragons choose their riders, and if this one deemed her unworthy then..

Rhaella shuddered,slowing her movements purposefully. Is this what Aemond had felt when he approached Vhagar? From where did he pull the confidence to do such a thing?

Skeletal remains lined the cave floors,causing Rhaella to trip.

Then she heard growling once more,closer than she would have liked. There,in the shadows an outline of a head could be seen. Tufts of smoke blew from the beast's nose,eyes glowing a brilliant green.

Green. Like the fire from her dreams. It was the Cannibal dragon–a wildly vicious best.

Rhaella was sure this would be her last thought.

'All power demands sacrifice,you see.' The voice purred out. Rhaella was overcome with a certain dark determination.

It had a morbid curiosity,wishing to see how she would act.

Rhaella would be the dagger with the wound if necessary.

She clutched a sharpened rock,slicing her palms swiftly. The iron smell of her blood drifted to the dragon's nose.

"Māzigon naejot issa ''' Come to me' Rhaella spoke confidently. There could be no room for fear nor hesitation,a beast of this caliber would surely take advantage of it. The Cannibals' mighty roar shook the cave,leaving sediments to fall.

If this–entity.. Held a special interest in her, she would be bold in her claim.

"ānogar hen issa ānogar, sagon issa dohaeragon" Blood of my blood,be my help.

Rhaella's fluent valyrian did little to calm the dragon,the roars only increased. An intense heat hit her at once,a sign of incoming dragonfire.

Having no choice but to flee,Rhaella made haste whilst the blood from her palms left a trail.

A furious wildfire followed after her,the aftermath blackened her nightgown. Frustration ate away at Rhaella. The voice had been silent for some time,offering no such help for her.

It was clear this was an act she was to perform alone. How could she entice a wild dragon? She could not be calm,lest she presents herself as prey by mistake.

Rhaella smeared her bloodied hands over her neck and face as she came to a resounding conclusion.

She did not need to tame the Cannibal–she needed to only enter an understanding of dominance.

Rhaella took the risk of approaching a second time. Her sharp violet eyes were fearsome, she held the very resolve of the fourteen flames.

"I promise you chaos,if you'd let me." Rhaella spoke. The Cannibal still stood tall,although his growls had dampmend.

She inched closer. Rhaella could almost feel the connection. Something about this dragon felt so achingly familiar. His green eyes served almost as a reflection. Perhaps this was the bond her father used to speak of.

"Naenie vali emagon sylutan naejot claim ao." 'Many men have tried to claim you' Rhaella cooed out. The Cannibal was strange like herself,out of place and left to be.

But she was no man.

Cautiously,Rhaella reached a hand up to the dragon's hardened scales,decorated with cuts and old wounds.

"Ao mijegindita mirre." You poor thing. Her blood stained the Cannibal's nose as she carefully stroked him with the tips of her fingers. The dragon seemed to reluctantly allow it and Rhaella dared to push her luck further.

"You deserve a proper name,I think." Rhaella mused. The Cannibal jerked from her touch,seemingly having more than enough. Rhaella's mind raked over all the childish names she used to hold the hope of one day calling her dragon.

But the Cannibal was hardly hers,and likely would not be for some time–the thought was more than fine with Rhaella. She had waited this long after all.

"Aegarax." Rhaella declared. He was the first God of Old Valyria,ruler over all. She thought it was fitting. He was not as large next to Vhagar,of course but he swallowed Melyes and Syrax in size.

The dragon,now Aegarax, met her gaze and Rhaella knew she had chosen well. She noticed the bits of black that swirled in his eyes,quite peculiar.

"Lykiri,Aegarax." Rhaella urged. Aegarax seemed to settle,to Rhaella's surprise.

"Kostilus gaomagon daor zālagon issa." 'Please do not burn me' Rhaella hoped her words were not in vain. It would not be such a terrible way to go,a dragon rider's death.

Rhaella held onto one of the spines,pausing to gauge a reaction. Aegarax let out a small grumble as he puffed smoke from his nose. He wasn't all too thrilled at her touch,she was sure, but as it stood she had not yet been reduced to a pile of ash.

Hiking herself onto his back,Rhaella swung her leg onto the other side. Aegrarax made no movement,paying her weight no mind. The pages of the books she had filled her boredom with could not compare to what her eyes witnessed. His black scales were detailed and thick,Rhaella resisted the urge to let her hands wander,maybe at a later time.

Rhaella readjusted her grip onto Aegrarax's scales,hunching over as she had seen her mother do many times before atop Vhagar. Her inexperience was obvious,even unto herself. She settled onto the slope of the dragons back comfortably.

"Soves" 'Fly' Rhaella said hesitantly. Aegrarax huffed out,wings stretching slightly. Anticipation bubbled over in Rhaella. This is it. She would at last find herself in the skies as she had always hungered for.

However,it never came. In one sharp movement,Aegrarax jolted,causing her to tumble off his back. The rejection caused Rhaella to smile. He could have eaten her and he did not.

She refused to rush it,despite the looming war. All the beast needed was time and patience.

"I shall return with a dragon egg on the morrow." Rhaella promised. The Cannibal,true to his name, preferred to eat his own. Power required a sacrifice,and she would see to that it would be fulfilled.

Rhaella returned to Dragonstone,blind with glee.The blood had crusted over onto her brown skin and her nightdress was ruined,but satisfaction surged through her. She carefully closed the castle door. Panicked whispers could be heard from the war room.

Curiously,she peered around the corner–The sight in front of her caused the joy to be instantly killed.

The queen Rhaenyra was bowed over,body shaking with sobs. Her father's face was hardened with fury. Rhaella thought about turning back to the outside. She glanced at her father once more,she had never seen him in such a manner.

"Father?" Rhaella called meekly. She prepared herself for a scolding at her state. Daemon's head snapped to the direction of his daughter's voice.

"Rhaella?" Daemon took in her state. "What happened to you?"

It was selfish,she knew it but the words left her before she could stop them.

"I went on a walk,I fell." Rhaella stated. Daemon's eye caught the singed fabrics of her clothes. He would address it later.

"Your grace?" Rhaella said,The queen's condition greatly perturbed her.

"Send for your sisters." Daemon commanded. Rhaella moved closer,catching the sight of the letter clutched in Rhaenyra's hand.

"What.." Rhaella's question died on her tongue,cut by her fathers words.

"Lucerys has been slain."

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