Ignore This. Ideas. Ideas Everywhere. Checked. And Yes. There Are Fanfictions Of Forspoken.

Ignore this. Ideas. Ideas everywhere. Checked. And yes. There are fanfictions of Forspoken.

Cuff comes alive

Turns out it's Susurrus

Susurrus knocks Frey the fuck out

Kidnaps her

Frey wakes up during the walk to his stronghold

Susurrus knocks her out again

Takes her to his stronghold and throws in a room.

Makes sure she's okay before leaving her

They become friends and the story is about Frey trusting Susurrus because hey. Cuff turns out to be this motherfucker. Yay.

Breaking the Break Chapter 1

Blurb: Frey has defeated Susurrus and has turned him back to a cuff. But now she has to defeat the Break. Frey must journey through treacherous lands to find three objects. And she and Cuff have a strained relationship.

"You know. I can hear you sulking." Frey said with a smile.

"I'm not sulking. I'm a few thousand years old." Cuff grumbled under his breath.

Frey laughed. "Practically can imagine you sticking your bottom lip out."

"I'm! Not! Sulking!" Cuff yelled.

Frey sighed. "Listen. I'm not the one who betrayed me. You are. You hurt me. You killed my mother. You didn't have to go for vengeance and destruction. You could've had a friend."

"Oh yeah? Who would be my friend?" Cuff retorted.

"Me. But you've destroyed any hope to have a friend." Frey raised her eyebrow.

Cuff remained quiet after that, sulking. Frey sighed and walked out of the door. Children waved hello to her and some ran around her. Women and men bowed their heads in respect to her, each with a smile on their faces. The sky was clear with no signs of rain. Auden ran up to Frey.

"Frey! I found something." She turned and ran.

Frey ran after her, managing to keep up with Auden. They ran to where Auden was staying and Frey leaned against the wall to take a breather. Auden walked to a table to look at Robian's notes.

"Okay, so. I looked over dad's notes and there is a way to defeat the Break." She said.

Cuff scoffed. "Yeah. As if." He muttered.

Frey ignored him. "How?"

"You need. To find three objects. The Stick of Fire in Tanta Sila's land. The Ball of Truth in Tanta Prav's land. And the Rope of Love in Tanta Cinta's land."

Frey's heart ached at the sound of Cinta. She still hadn't gotten over her mother's death. To this day she cries herself to sleep over the many people she lost and killed. She did regret killing the Tantas but they were mad. All because of Susurrus.

"Okay. So where is mum's land?" Frey asked, getting off the wall and walking to the table.

"Junoon is here." Auden pointed to a place on the map. "It's apparently really beautiful. Since Tanta Cinta had died the Break wouldn't be so bad over there."

Frey nodded. "Then I need to go. Thank you Auden."

She leaves the room and Cuff sighed.

"Tell me you're not gonna find the Staff of the Tantas." He muttered.

"I am. After all, I'm the protector Athia. Tanta and daughter of Cinta." She jogged down the street to go back to her tavern room.

Cuff groaned.

"Oh stop whining Cuff. It'll be alright." Frey sighed as she entered her room.

"It's Vambrace."

"Uh-Huh. Sure. Whatever you say."

Cuff remained silent as Frey got dressed. She put the red cloak on and a dark grey shirt with black pants. She tied her hair up and ran out of the room.

"Alright we ready for an adventure?" Frey asked, putting her hands on her hips.

Cuff grumbled something under his breath but he didn't answer her. Frey grinned and opened the Cipal gates, leaving Cipal for a while.

I wish my dad cared about my mental health like a parent should.

But he chose a bitch and two kids who aren't his own over me. And threw a chocolate bar at me and told me to stop being sad.

Ahh. Fun times. Fun times.

Me before fitting Tanta Sila: I'm not gonna do it. I won't do it. I simply will not.

Me during fighting Tanta Sila: I want my mummy! I wanna go home!

Me after: Oh. That wasn't so hard

Also, why does Cuff sound really cute? Like. What's with that?

I've gone back to being in the Harry Potter fandom and honestly. YOU MOTHERFUCKERS ARE SAD. BUT THE MAURADERS FANDOM NEEDS THERAPY. Also, I'm back to writing fanfiction.

October? More like angsttober. Am I right?

Excuse me. Imma go cry over the Black Brothers and the mauraders