In this Millard x (Female) Reader story, you (the main character) have the peculiarity of manipulating light. Read as monsters, love, magic, and a mystery from the past all surface on a visit to Cairnholm. But beware: even in a loop, time can run ou...
After about twenty shots were fired between the two of them, it seemed as if they'd gotten all the soldiers, though it wouldn't be long before the rest arrived. Abe let out a huff and leaned out the doorway, coughing and peering through the dusty air.
"Alright," he said, turning around. "All clea—"
V gasped as Abe fell to the ground, blood seeping from his head. Madame X, head of the Peculiar Acquisition Sub-Sector, stood in the doorway, watching him sit up groggily while she aimed a gun at his head. Before V could react, a new group of white-eyed soldiers burst in and kicked the table away, grabbing the pistol and roughly bringing Madame X another prize.
Fräulein Sarkisan, AKA Madame X, was a turned ymbryne. Besides apprehending and experimenting on peculiars, she spent her efforts swaying others to the Nazi ideology, usually through bribery and extortion.
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Madame X (except in this story she's wearing a tactical suit).
She turned her head from Abe and opened her mouth to speak. With her potential as both a leader and a peculiar, she was capable of far more than just pistol-whipping a spy, so V remained silent and let her talk.
"You know who we want," Sarkisan said curtly. "And I'm not going to ask for them."
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"My mother hates me and I hate her and I never want to see her again!" (Y/N) screamed at Millard the second she got through the cairn. The fact that he was standing there was a little creepy, but (Y/N) chose to ignore that.
It took Millard a second to respond, what with her screaming and crying and waving a knife around like a lunatic.
"Shh, I'm sure that's not true, (Y/N). Still, you need to set the knife down so we can talk," Millard tried to console her.
"I'm fine now, I just needed to get that out. You're probably right, maybe she loves me...just a little. And the knife is just for creepy dudes chasing me off of cliffs," (Y/N) explained. "You know, the usual."
"There aren't any wights around here now, since you killed one, and there aren't any hollowgasts here, since Miss P. killed the one with your wight."
"Wait, Miss P killed a what? And that creepy dude isn't even a human? I need an explanation, pronto." (Y/N) pocketed the knife, figuring it wouldn't be very helpful against any creepy non-human creature.
"How about I give it to you after-"
"Nope."
"But you'll want to see it."
"Nope. Now."
"Jacob will be there too, you might as well be there to keep him from freaking out."
