𝙴𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝙼𝚊𝚢 𝟸𝟺, 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟷
Y/n POV
Did you really think we would ever accept you?
It was a mistake adopting someone like you. You're just a weapon.
You don't deserve to be in the Glitter Force! In fact, you don't even deserve to be a part of the Royal Trio! They're way better off without you.
Ira will never love you.
I woke up with a start, breathing heavily. What a nightmare... it seemed so... real. I tossed and turned but couldn't fall back asleep. I got up, knowing that sleep was impossible at the moment.
My mind drifted off to Ira. His golden olive eyes, pale skin, pale blue hair, and... compassion. He wasn't like the other Mercenares, I could tell right off the bat. But what made him save me?
The next day at school
I yawned, rubbing my eyes. "Are you okay, Y/n?" Rachel asked worriedly.
I smiled sleepily at her. "Yeah, I just didn't get a lot of sleep last night."
"Well that's terrible!" Maya said, looking at me with concern. "A good nights sleep is really important!" She smiled at me. "I always drink some warm milk when I can't sleep, you should try it!" Cheerful as always.
"That's a good idea, thanks!" I said, forcing a smile.
Shane scooted closer to me. He's been acting strange after what happened with Ira. Should I ask if he's okay? I hesitated a brief moment before opening my mouth to speak. But before I could get the words out of my mouth, a cloud of dust and a huge explosion knocked me off my feet.
I looked around, trying to figure out where the others were. "Rachel?" I called out weakly. "Shane? Maya? Anybody?" I struggled to get to my feet, only to stumble down again.
A bolt of pain shot up my leg. I looked down to see a huge, deep gash on my left leg. I winced as blood trickled down. I can't get up on my own. I can't even transform right now with this wound. I don't even know where P/n is. I sighed, leaning against a wall.
That's when I heard a pair of footsteps. "Shane?" I called out. I breathed a sigh of relief as I spotted a figure of a boy walking slowly towards me. "Shane!" I called out. "Over here!"
I froze. As the figure stepped out of the dust cloud, I realized it wasn't Shane at all! It was... "Ira?" I whispered. That's when something hit the back of my head and I blacked out.
Later
Where am I? My leg was throbbing painfully. I slowly opened my eyes, blinking to adjust to the sudden light. Ira was pacing in front of me. Gura, a joker looking guy, a blonde girl the same age as me with brilliant ruby red eyes, and two people who looked like they were related to Ira were standing near him.
"Where am I?" I said hoarsely. I was shocked by how dry my voice sounded. How long have I been here? What happened? I recalled back to something hitting my head.
"Why hello~" The literal female version of Ira said, leaning closer to me.
"Hi!" The blonde girl said cheerfully. "Welcome to our hideout!" She sounds happy. I thought gloomily.
"Answer my question." I snapped. "Why am I here? What happened? Who are you guys?"
"I don't think you're very threatening from the position you're currently in." The guy that looked like he could be Ira's grandfather said.
I scowled at him as he laughed at my face. "Don't look at me like that!" He said between chuckles.
I let out an impatient sigh. "I said." I glared at them, my aura flaring. "Why. Am. I. Here."
The Mercenares all scrambled to jump back, Ira included. He then sighed, looking at me cautiously.
"Long story short, we kidnapped you. You were injured from the damage my Distain caused, and the rest of them," he gestured to the others. "Knocked you out."
"Who are they?" I asked, nodding toward the other Mercenares.
Ira pointed to the older female version of him. "That's Marmo, my sister." He turned to the older guy. "That's Bel." He pointed at Gura and the guy standing next to him. "The joker is Riva and you know the fat troll is Gura."
The blonde girl interrupted Ira before he could introduce her. "I'm Regina, daughter of King Mercenare!" She said cheerfully. My eyes narrowed.
"Daughter, huh?" I growled. "Rachel told me how you betrayed Maya and the others. I can't believe they were foolish enough to trust you." Interesting. I thought as I saw a flicker of emotion in Regina's eyes. Guilt? Pride? Regret?
"For a member of the Glitter Force, you're really not that kind." Ira said, laughing a little.
I shrugged. "I think you would be in the same position if you got captured by a bunch of idiotic jerks." I said grumpily.
"Let me go." I ordered
They all laughed. "I don't think you know what situation you're in, darling." Riva said.
I raised my eyebrows. "I don't think you know the situation you're in." I retorted back. "You lead me straight into your base, which I can destroy. I can capture you and take you back for the other members of the Glitter Force to deal with. Would you like me to do that?"
I looked at their shocked faces, face darkening. I stood up, but stumbled and landed... on top of Ira. His face turned red. I stood up, wincing as I stood on my left leg.
The other Mercenares smirked as they realized that I had a large wound, knowing I couldn't carry out my threats. They could use that to their advantage. I don't have the energy to escape either.
"You sure you can do that?" Marmo said. "Judging by the looks of your leg, it doesn't seem you can do anything." The Mercenares all laughed.
Ira offered me a hand and helped me stand up. He wrapped an arm around my waist, supporting me. "Thanks." I mumbled.
"Don't think I'm going to give you any special treatment. I'm just doing this so we don't have to waste time trying to get you from place to place."
"I can guard her." He said, now addressing the rest of the Mercenares. "She might escape and I already defeated her before." That's a lie. I thought resentfully, shooting him a look. He ignored it, continuing. "It would be best if I kept her in my room so I can keep a close eye on her." Ira said.
I opened my mouth to argue, but Ira shot my a glare that made me close my mouth. "All right then." Regina said, shrugging. "But." She said suddenly. "If you fail and she escapes, my father will not be happy with you."
"I already know." Ira snapped.
With that, all the Mercenares left, except for Ira. "Come." He said, tugging me forward. I winced again as I stepped on my injured leg.
Ira sighed, but picked me up with ease. "What are you-" Ira ignored my protests and carried me bride style all the way to his room.
He set me down on his bed, sighing. "Look. I never wanted for you to get captured or anything." He mumbled, tugging on his hair.
"What do you mean?" I regained my control quickly. "You are a villain! You hurt people!" I took in a shaky breath.
Ira looked away. "I don't want to hurt you." He said quietly.
"What?"
He looked at me, dragging me into his golden gaze. "I don't want to hurt you. You-" He abruptly stopped. I suddenly noticed how close we were sitting next to each other.
I scooted away quickly. "A-alright then. Help me escape, then."
Ira's POV
"Help me escape, then."
I didn't know she would ask me that. I should have known. Now what do I say?! Should I help her? King Mercenare is going to kill me if I do!
"I'll help you escape soon. But not yet. I'll have to make it look like you escaped on your own though. I'll be a double agent for you, okay?" I lied.
"Okay." She said firmly. She then gave me a kind smile. "I trust you, Ira."
I felt a pang of guilt. "Just promise me one thing." I said quietly.
"What is it?"
"Don't hate me, no matter what I do, please don't hate me."