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Chapter 3- You can keep it.

WARNING: CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE AND MENTION OF ABUSE AND VIOLENCE. IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO ANY OF THESE, PLEASE SKIP THIS CHAPTER
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As you walked out the door of the inn, your nervousness immediately evaporated. You realized that you, a harbinger, was feeling nervous over a person. You've never feared anyone, let alone anything. That was just one of the traits that the tsaritsa admired about you. You had your hair pulled up differently today, and everyone around you noticed. As you were walking towards the tavern, all you could hear were people admiring your beauty and your elegance. No matter where you went, everyone seemed to immediately fall in love with your personality and looks. But yet, it was all an act. You cant have friends as a harbinger, you cant love. All you need is to gain their trust and gather information. All you are is a backstabber. You cannot have wants or needs. The only need you have is to serve the tsaritsa and be willing to give all of yourself for her highness. Everyone of Snezhnaya feels that way. It's a crime to deny her highness as your ruler/god.

Back before you were appointed as a harbinger, you killed many. You were a monster, you killed your entire family. You felt no regret. It was all for her highness. They denied her highness and it pissed you off. As a child, you were constantly abused, tortured, and put down. By all of your 'friends' and 'family.' That was until one day, you were pushed to your limits.

*flashback*
"All you are is a disappointment to this family. Of course you worship that witch." Your father snarled.
Your mother glared at you, "I regret ever having you. All you have ever been is a burden to me. I never loved you."

You started crying, yet you made not a single peep. Your father grabbed you by your shirt's collar and threw you against the wall of your home, "What the fuck are you crying for!?"

You stared back at your father. Your head was bleeding and you couldn't feel your arms. Before you could react further, you felt a burning pain in your chest. You looked down, there was a knife embedded into your skin.
Your father grabbed yet another knife and hurled it towards your head. He missed.
You realized that your parents were determined to kill you. Something inside you snapped. Suddenly you could not feel anything. No pain, no emotion. Your tears now ran dry.
You slowly stood up, and began to stagger towards your mother.
"How the hell are you not dead yet?" Your father screamed, "Get the fuck away from my wife!"
He ran in front of you and pushed you to the ground. You looked up at him with an overwhelming amount of bloodlust in your eyes. You never dared to challenge your parents, but this? This time it was different.
Your mother shrieked, "Monster! She's going to kill us! Quick call the gu-"
Those were the last of her words. She dropped to the floor, deceased. You shot her.
Your father was terrified, but that was short lived. Your two elder siblings came running out of the rooms. Both of your parents lay lifeless on the floor, while you towered above them. Your siblings both screamed, 
"You bitch! You killed our parents!"
"Demon!"
"We knew our parents hated you for a reason!"
They both jumped at you, but oddly you were stronger than them. The fight lasted for a matter of seconds. It was over. You were the last one standing.

You laughed, the bloodlust remained in your eyes. You weren't finished. You were exhilarated, you wanting more of the thrill brought by fighting.
You decide to prey on your 'friends' next. But before you could even open the door to leave, agents were already waiting outside for you.

"Oh fuck. You got me." You smirked, raising your bloodied hands above your head.

You had a private trial in front of the tsaritsa. You were overjoyed to be placed in her presence.
"I commend your fighting efforts. You have that passion." She smiled.
You were shocked, you thought you would be executed.
"Do not look so surprised, my child. I am proud."
You looked up at her, "You're not going to kill me? B-but-"
"Enough. You accomplished something that my agents could not. We have attempted to assassinante your family for months now. It is a crime to look down upon me, in which they have committed." She stood up and walked towards me.

"Y/n, my beautiful, beautiful angel. You have talent, and you have a burning passion in your heart. I would like to ask you something." She gently grabbed your chin.
You remained bowed on the floor while your head was held up, "Yes, my lady?"
"Join me. Become one of my own. I need you."  She begged.
"It would be my honor." You said as you lightly smiled.
"From now and forward, you are the twelfth harbinger. You bare the vision of electro. But I have a special request."
You look up at her admirably, "Anything for you."
"You must remain a secret until I say so."
"Of course, your highness." I accepted as I bowed.
"Your weapon and uniform are in your room. Welcome to the Fatui, my angel."
*flashback end*

You shuddered at the memory of your family's last day alive. You were glad they were gone. You've only grown stronger.

You finally arrived at Angel's Share. You scanned the tables until you finally saw him. He smiled at you and beckoned for you to come sit. You followed. As you walked towards the table, you couldn't help but stare at all of his features. Sure you hated this man, but you couldn't help but somewhat like him. He was irresistible. But you couldn't let him know that.
You sat down, "Make it quick. I have things to do."
He laughed, "You are not leaving until I get the answer I want. But girlie-"
"Do not call me that." You glared.
"Woah, fiesty girl! I like it. Anyways, care to explain this," he asked as he held your mask, "Play the cards right and you'll walk away unharmed."
You scoffed, "Don't try me."
"Spill." He demanded.
"Fine! I am a Harbinger of the Fatui! Now give me back my belonging!" You demanded as you slammed your hands down on the table.
He stared at you wide eyed before he burst out laughing, "Oh my archon I was not expecting that!"
He could barely contain his laughter. He drew a lot of attention.
You were offended, "It's not funny! It's the truth! I am going to be in a hell of a lot of trouble for even telling you! A total stranger!"
You gave him a moment to collect himself, "That was the stupidest lie I've ever heard. Are you stupid? There are only 11 Harbingers."
You look at him, "Uh-huh, and how are you sure of that?"
"It is none of your business. You're lucky I don't just end you now, what you just did is severely against the law. Punishable by death." He smirked.
You stood up from the chair, "Fine then. Don't believe me. You can keep it." You growled as slammed mora down on the table and walked away.
"W-Wait! Girlie come back!" You heard him yell as you continued to walk away from the table.

What a waste of my fucking time. He can keep the damn thing. I can manage without my delusion somehow.

You continued to walk towards the exit of Mondstat. You were about to say your goodbyes to the knights guarding the entrance until out of the corner of your eye, you saw something that looked like a floating pet.

Found them.
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Chapter 3- End