Villain Transmigration: Author Transformation

Upon Nathalie's touch, the frost thawed, allowing Keith to recover fast with his natural ability.

All she ever thought of this moment was to save them for as much as she could, and as much as she was too shocked that it did work, a similar case before in Keith's nightmare, she wouldn't let this golden opportunity go unaddressed.

She had no idea if this was worth an effort for all this worth: a dream within a dream or what could this have been, she needed to set this record straight and get over this fiasco.

So much that it bugged Nathalie's mind as soon as Mystique spoke about the same manuscript she had; her curiosity gone stronger, and what better way would it be other than at this moment.

For the second time, the author and the villain now face-off, but then her train of thoughts cut off shortly as Keith gawked at her. 

"You…" he breathed as the only word he said, and Nathalie went to loading for a while when she noticed her crimson hair draped and grazed over Keith's cheeks. "You're… Miss… Quinn?"

"Nat—!"  Then, Daisy gasped aloud when she noticed her best friend appeared out of thin air. "Nathalie! Alas— You're here—!Though she coughed hard with a mouthful of blood, splattering onto the floor.

Nathalie had a variety of emotions like she went for a rollercoaster ride, the moment she had reunited with her but everything fell short when Mystique screamed on top of her lungs.

Trying to resist the invisible force that rooted her, she went aglow, and released a wave of frost in all directions, blasting the foyer with frigid gust and sleet.

While Nathalie, with Keith around him, remained unaffected, it was instead different from what awaited Daisy.

In that split of a second, Nathalie shrieked in horror, thinking about how she was too late to move when Daisy suddenly got dragged by the arm and to Jonathan's embrace.

To Nathalie's side, like a wall built up and blocked an area where the frost couldn't enter, he was able to pull her safely within it at the expense of his safety.

Jonathan grunted from the burning frost that crept through his back and formed a sheet of ice, which covered about a quarter of his body.

"Y—You're here too—?!" she stammered as she was at a loss for words. Withal, Daisy hitched her breath, as she arched her neck, touching his grim face with her trembling hands and then to his backside. "Your back—!"

"I'm fine."

Though Daisy was quick to move with a combat knife hidden beneath the sweatpants, around her thighs, she pulled it out and began to strike the layer like an ice pick.

Even at the moment, the two of them reunited in the most unexpected and painful encounter, but they didn't miss each other as he went for a kiss, ever-so-passionately and torrid as the two shed their tears.

Which was somehow a brief conversation made after as soon as they break off their kisses, rather inaudibly and out of Nathalie's business.

This fueled Mystique further into a fit of rage as she couldn't believe what she witnessed so far.

"Why are you two here?!"

Suddenly, a series of light taps resounded from the side, and Ashtra emerged from the scene as a cloud of mist. 

"So, I guess this happened…" Which then earned a scoff from Mystique as she wandered her gaze in disbelief. "I never thought it would turn out this way…"

Most importantly, she looked at Keith's emerald eyes, and she knew there were so many questions running through his mind.

Confusion…

Frustration…

Even a tinge of deception was seen in him.

But it didn't affect her, not one bit, with important matters pressed at hand.

"No, why are you here?" Nathalie glared at her, for what seemed a messy situation she caused. Looking around, the mansion was rather quiet and devoid of life. "Where are my people here?!"

Seeing the grim countenance of Nathalie, Mystique fizzled out her rage into a haughty chortle as she covered her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Are you looking for those peasants? I've killed them—"

"Violeta! Kneel!"

She began to grovel as soon as she dropped to her knees with a loud thud, pinning down her palms and forehead. Her squirms became rather evident as she tried to resist as much as she could from the power of her words.

'I never thought it might be this handful, to use their Latin names by my will…'

Nathalie had written a common ground for all her characters, as she took inspiration from the novel she read decades back as to how demons never revealed their true names, for it corresponded eternal slavery and one's dominion.

"I can't believe… You still have power over me—!" 

"Silence!"

Once again, she ended up choking her words and mustered enough strength to raise her head with a deadly glare at her, hissing endlessly.

Taking a deep breath, Nathalie forced a somber smile on Keith as she caressed his face for a little while before letting him go.

"Tell me the truth, Mystique…" With clacks Nathalie made on the floor as she drew close, only cracked Mystique's further composure as though she got scared witless afore her— face now shrouded with the shadow and the menacing stares from the former.

"D— Don't come any closer—!"

She wanted to run away, but she couldn't do so, and only had her shuddering visage all for her to see. 

"What did you do all this time?!" Nathalie roared, flinching them out, and then peered at her with fear in their eyes.

"I have— nothing to— to— tell you—!"

Nathalie lowered herself as she grabbed a handful of her hair. Mystique screamed bloody murder as though all of the roots of her hairs on a verge of pulling out with her fingertips started to tense. 

The former didn't want to let go of the latter.

"Tell me the truth…" she lowered her voice to a whisper, seething in anger as well, and never had she break off her gaze. "You are bound to me!"

Mystique tried her hardest to breathe, but it was as though she couldn't; almost rolling her eyes as she started to moan in deep and utter pain.

"You're the one who did this— What is this manuscript you spoke of?!"

But suddenly, her eyes brightened, enough to beam out flashing lights, with crevices and cracks seen across her face as she screamed.

In a glimpse of it, she took cover to her arms from the blast of light that was in for her, and the next thing she noticed floor trembled and turned to flakes, falling to the bottomless pit.