fire and ice | a sapnap lore au

chapter 1

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Dressed in a white gown, a red ribbon tied on her wrist as she stood with the rest of the graduates. Her eyes travelled to her sides, there stood beside her were her best friends, their chins raised with pride.

The white mask covering the lower half of her face covered the scowl that appeared on her lips as the current ruler of the institution stood in front of them.

"It wasn't easy for all us, some better than others..." he trailed as his eyes looked at her group. His eyes filling with pride but with fear behind it, he cleared his throat and continued his speech.

"Nonetheless, everyone that stood in front of me now, deserves to finish their training." He paused again. "You were sent here to be fighters, defenders if you will but you are who you are from what you have built in this institution. Whoever you have become was all because of your choices." He said as he looked at her.

She clenched her jaw as she knew what it was, what he made. She was a monster according to him. She was and always will be. "Whoever you may become, the institution will always be proud of that. You have started as no one now you are someone." He said.

He grabbed the first enevelope. "These are your first missions, after this, people will seek you to fight their battles. The more blood shed, the more respected you are." he continued.

He then cleared his throat and smirked proudly, "Let's get you all out of here and into the real world, starting with the Nightmares."

Patterned clapping was heard as her and her best friends stood up. The one with the blood red cloak stood up first. The crown on his head proudly glimmered as the sunlight hit it.

She sighed and fixed her iconic white dress, her royal blue cloak on her shoulders, she was fixing her mask when a hand was offered to her.

Grabbing it, she was lightly pulled to her feet. Walking to follow their older friend, she looked at the boy who held her hand. His blonde hair sticking out of the bright green hoodie, his fingerless gloves normal to touch and his face covered with a smiley face mask, she knew there was no going back now.

As the trio stood in front of their classmates. Dull eyes looked back at them. The crowned boy was handed the envelope as he tucked it inside his cloak.

"The Nightmares have showed complete and even perfect performance rate, they will do wonders in the world. They will change the world." The booming voice of the institution ruler said.

His voice sounding louder now that he was close. Her eyes twitch as her jaw clenched. A familiar gloved hand reached out towards hers. Feeling somewhat calm at the touch, she looked forward.

"To gift them in their travels, the institution gives the Nightmares their perfected weapons." He said. Pulling out the axe, he offered it to the crowned boy. "For Nightmare, Technoblade, the Orphan Oblitirator." He said.

Without hesitation, her friend accepted the axe and threw it over his shoulders. The ruler of the institution moved to the masked boy next to her. He pulled out a sword, "For Nightmare, Clay. The sword of the Nightmares before him." He said.

Clay grabbed the handled and threw it over his shoulders like Technoblade. His hand leaving hers as he knew what comes next.

"And to our beloved, Nightmare, Cersei." That wrenched voice said. She lifted her chin up, a fiery look in her eyes. Something the rest of her classmates recognized. "The Bow of Life and the Arrows of Death." He said. Offering the bow and arrows. She slung the bow over her body and placed the arrows in front of her.

"Presenting to you, your warriors. The Nightmares!"