#crxcea

     ‘i just...wanted to say sorry. about your friend. she didn’t deserve it. 

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“Can you hear me?”

The words rouse Pyrrha from her state of half-consciousness, eyes blinking slowly as she tries to get her bearings.

When she finally comes to, she sits up in surprise, immediately regretting the action as her surroundings blur and her strained muscles protest in agony. She takes a few steadying breaths, closing her eyes and willing herself to relax.

Once the pain in her muscles subsides a bit, she opens her eyes again, and relief surges through her when her gaze falls upon the familiar person sitting beside her.

            Manipulation of the mind was a gift bestowed upon Neo. Being             able to change her appearance as quick as the snap of her             fingers was almost delicious. To see the confusion written             across frightened features as her victims realized that it wasn’t             all what it seemed. It’s what the tiny villainess lived for. Those             few seconds where her opponent see’s through her clever             disguise.

            The small woman had changed her appearance to a student             who once shone like a bright diamond. The one that Cinder had             pierced her heart  with a simple arrow. Truly, the dead girl should             be ecstatic that she got such a sweet and merciful death             because Neo herself would not have given her one.

[ One Year Later ]Oh god, you weren’t.. You were that kid from that team. The one in the dress that really tore it down, huh? Shit. You seemed real... Unique. I sort of wish I had taken the time to know you a bit more, but I guess by then my cover would’ve been blown, huh?

[ Five Years Later ] Your death really meant a lot to your friends. After your passing, no one had the fire in them to fight, or at least not as much from what I can recall. Weiss, oh poor ice princess Weiss.. I think she was one of the few that was broken by your last breath. The other being that warrioress, the one that Mercury fought. Pyrrha, was it? I wouldn’t know. I wasn’t the one to fight her.

[ Ten Years Later ]You know, even after our victory, your face still flashes in my mind, a brief memory. The class in mourning, tears in other’s eyes.. I think one of the last things I heard from the princess was “If only Jaune was here”, before I slashed the last of what glimmer she had left.

Slowly she removed her hand from the hilt of her weapon at the side when she saw the boy. It was always the problem when you assumed the worst of people.