𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔦𝔳𝔞𝔩 𝔫𝔬𝔲𝔫
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𝔇𝔢𝔣𝔦𝔫𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔬𝔣 𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔦𝔳𝔞𝔩
1: 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔞𝔠𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔦𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔤
2: 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔞𝔫 𝔢𝔫𝔡 𝔬𝔯 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔱𝔢
3: 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔥𝔞𝔰 𝔯𝔢𝔠𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔩𝔶 𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔡

The Eternals, minus Ajak and Makkari, traveled through the thick blanket of fallen snow. They shivered and tripped as they fought through the white powder.

"What is that?" Kingo yelled over the wind.

Everyone looked up to see a tall blur ahead of them.

"I don't know!" Ikaris shouted back.

Sprite took a few steps ahead only to fall and disappear.

Everyone froze, "Sprite?!" Sersi yelled.

"Whoa." They could hear her as if she was right in front of them.

"Where'd you go?" Gilgamesh called.

"I'm right here. Can't you see me?"

"No, what- oh my god." Phastos cut himself off as Thena reached outward, her hand turning invisible.

"Well," Druig chimed in. "Let's go."

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Erion and Pietro sat on the couch, a deck of cards in front of them.

Erion delicately placed her cards on the wooden table before pushing all her jellybeans, popcorn, and chocolate into the middle with other candies.

"All in."

Pietro looked up at her with a raised eyebrow before glancing at the cards in his hand. He nodded and repeated her actions of placing his cards, less gracefully.

"Are you sure about that, Princess?"

Erion grinned, "Yep." She popped the P as she pulled the lollipop out of her mouth.

Pietro grinned as he flipped his cards, full house.

Erion nodded but as she picked up her cards a blaring siren echoed from the basement, signaling that security had been breached.

Erion grinned as she stood up. She turned to walk away but quickly flipped her cards over.

"Royal flush."

As Erion walked away she could hear Pietro let out a frustrated yell and curse words making her laugh.

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Erion watched from the doors of her castle as eight figures walked through her barriers.

Her hair blew in the wind as Pietro appeared beside her.

"Hide in case they attack. They might not be so happy to see me."

Pietro gave a curt nod before zipping off into the snow, which he had grown accustomed to.

Erion walked down the stairs and towards her family, power radiating off of her as her mansion remained in the background.

For a moment Erion stayed in the snow, easily blending in with her white hair and pale blue eyes.

"Look at her fucking Castle!" Sprite yelled as she pointed towards the now-shaped blur.

"I've been a movie star for generations and I don't even have the money for that."

"She's got taste." Gilgamesh chimed in.

"She hates the cold." Druig whispered, confused as to why his lover would choose to be in a cold place instead of being in front of a warm and cozy fire.

"I am cold, Druig," Erion called from behind.

They all jumped and turned, Kingo letting something about 'mothers meatballs' slip.

She watched as Druigs face remained confused before realization hit.

Erion grinned, "What? Don't like the new look?" She gestured to the dark leather outfit she wore, her lips twitching upward at Thena's appreciative look.

She chuckled as he remained in shock at her new appearance. "Oh, is the all might Druig speechless? That's a first."

"Viserion-" Ikaris

"Shut up. You'll only make it worse." Erion snapped.

"And it's Erion. Not Viserion."

Sersi nodded. "V-" she cut herself off. "Erion. We need your help-"

"To kill the Deviants, yes, I know."

Some froze in shock while others didn't seem fazed at her knowledge.

"How did you-" Sprite started.

"It's called Precognition, Sprite. You're physically Thirteen, not mentally."

Hurt flashed behind Sprite's eyes as she lightly pouted. Ikaris looked at her in disguise, Thena with a sense of pride, Phastos in utter shock, and Druigs look was undefinable.

"Then you know that we need to fight them." Sersi reasoned.

Erion raised an eyebrow, "You know, you're gonna have to try harder to convince me."

Sersi sighed and after a moment of silence Phastos chimed in. "Ajak is dead."

They expected shock or tears or disbelief but she didn't show any of those emotions. She didn't have any sadness or anger.

She laughed.

"Are you laughing?!"

Erion smiled as Ikaris tensed and took a step forward.

"I know." Erion shook her head.

"You're going to have to do better than that. And if you can't then I've got to go, I was playing a card game and won a bunch of Jelly Beans and Chocolate-"

"We're visiting Makkari next." Thena finally spoke to the conversation.

Erion lightly gasped, "Should have started with that, I'm in."

Thena grinned and shook her head and Ikaris turned around to leave.

"Oh! And one more thing." Everyone stopped in their place, turning their heads or body to her.

"I have a plus one." Erion's pinky fingers lifted to her mouth, making direct eye contact with Druig as they slipped between her lips, and blew.

Phastos, Sprite, Kingo, And Sersi flinched at the high-pitched whistle but were quickly in awe as a blue stripe blew past them and a young male appeared next to them.

"Holey... Did he just-" Kingo stopped himself and raised his hand. "I'm not even gonna."

"Yes, Princess?" His Sokovian accent was thickly present in his voice.

"Time to go." Erion grinned.

Pietro smiled. "I brought snacks."

Erion rolled her eyes, "All right, bunny."

Pietro grinned, "I'm the bunny? Cause last time I checked you were the one bouncing-"

Erion quickly clamped her hand over his mouth.

"Don't. You. Dare."

Druig glared at him from the corner.

"Get clearing."

He turned his head, confused. "What?"

"You said you wanted to help. Clear the snow." Erion teased.

Pietro sighed. "I hate you."

"Sure."