WARNING: OOC, AFAB!Reader, Older Man/Younger Woman, Mild Non-Con, Dub-Con, Partly Inspired by a Disenchantment Episode, Metalocalypse X Ghost Kinda, AFAB!Reader, Papas are kinda alive?, Short Chapters, OCs To Push Story Along,
THEME: Dethklok Priestess Goes Abroad
FANDOM: Ghost (Swedish Band)
Part: 2/?
[1]It had been a real struggle to remove Murderface, you weren't really expecting such an adverse reaction. It left you a little depressed and angry that your parents would openly just hand you over to some random woman!
Are they abandoning you like they did with your adoptive brother?!
Instead of leaving you on Kitty Island they're leaving you to some holier-then-thou assholes.
You now sat within the passenger seat of your new caretaker's black car, having been strapped in by a Klokateer as his buddies loaded your luggage into the trunk. You watched Pickles and Nathan converse, the singer of the Dethklok band holding your phone in his large hands. He had taken it from you, saying something along the lines of "Not needing it" or "No distractions".
How are you to speak with Mr. Meaddle[2] if something were to happen? Or his teachings?
He is your Home Schooling teacher after all and you are in your final years of high school learning. You don't want to miss any school work and be held back! You don't want to be like your dads, Nathan and Murderface, without no education! That's one of your fears! Taking in a much needed breath to calm both your racing mind and thumping heart, for sure you know you'll won't end up without a diploma and won't have half a brain.
Taking a quick look up to the review mirror, fixing a loose hair that fell out of place. Something reflecting light had caught your attention, it looked like a cross but upside down with a near complete circle in the center. That's certainly something you've never seen before but to be honest, you don't recognize a lot of religious symbols. If you had your phone, you could've used Google Lens to get more info. Glancing upwards, just above the grucifix, a Funko Pop keychain.
A cute little spooky skull faced pope wearing a blue chasuble. Super cute! You're such a fan of Funko Pops but a super picky collector, you only buy ones that catches your fancy and this little thing sure has! You had no idea that Funkos made keychain versions!
You just can't help and gush over how small it is!
Leaning closer and with a delicate hand, afraid you might break it, turning the figure side to side, taking in all the little details it contained. You really like how the bronze-ish gold brought out the blue, you're also kinda a sucker for good color combos, if it looked good; You likey.
"Find something interesting, Dear?" You pulled back into your seat with a startled gasped, embarrassed by being caught touching someone else's things. The nicely dressed woman had somehow made not a single sound getting into the vehicle, the door closing right after.
"I'm sorry, Ma'am." You apologized as Sister Imperator buckled herself in, "That's rude of me for touching without asking." She sent a brief look your way before bulking herself in and starting up the car, it rumbled to life with the engine idily purring.
"It's alright to take a look- I didn't pay 20 American dollars for it not to be adored."
You made a sputtering noise, one of shock when she revealed how much this little thing cost.
"$20 dollars!?" The woman nodded, beginning to slowly drive away from the meeting sight, you looking into the side mirror to watch a lone Nathan standing there as Pickles begin to walk away. The long haired man continued to stand there until you no longer could see him, Sister Imperator having pulled onto a nearby highway.
The ride had now been in mostly silence, the airport no longer in way could be seen now. You were already missing your family for almost a full hour, you kinda wonder if Murderface is still crying? The graying woman cleared her throat, disrupting the awkward silence that had encumbered you both.
"Pardon me," Your [EYE COLOR] orbs glanced away from the road to the elder lady before locking back onto the passing scenery. "It has slipped my mind, I hadn't introduced myself." She turned on her left blinker, turning her steering wheel until she now drove in the left lane where there were less vehicles. "I am Sister Imperator and I'm the head of The Clergy of our Ministry."
"Ministry? I thought I was going to a Nunnery?" You now stared at the woman, Sister Imperator chuckled at this.
"Is that what they told you?" You stayed silent, hands in your lap as you looked on with curiosity. "You will be staying with your fellow Sisters during your stay. A word of warning, not everyone will be friendly to foreigner." You looked away, eyes now looking at the radio clock and whatever dials it has.
"Oh... Well, at least I won't understand a lick of what they're saying." Awkwardly laughed to yourself, the sister nodded.
"Ah yes, I saw in your files you understand both Norwegian and Swedish but cannot read and write in them."
Files?
That doesn't sound like something your parents would provide they're more on the boasting side of things. Maybe Charles provided the proper info, he's good that way. He, too, is a good dad but not your adoptive dad but you still call him the big one- Father, at times, because he acts and takes on the more responsible roles.
"There will be no worries, we've already assigned someone to be your guide until you can do things on your own." While Sister Imperator continued to speak, you phased into your thoughts about the many things that could possibly happen while staying at wherever this place is. Your non-caring turned towards the darker side, you've never strayed to far form your family and doing so now left an uneasy feeling. When you were snapped out of your thoughts is when the leading sister brought up a silly question... Well, you thought it was silly. "Do you- Are you aware Dethklok hands out Hot Topic coupons for every contract signed?" You couldn't help but smile at this as the woman without taking her blue eyes from the road had lifted up said coupon before dropping it back down.
"Yeah, they have this collabish promotional thing going on. Or what I believe, they just have extra tickets from shopping there and they're just trying to find some way of getting rid of them." You laughed, hiding your muffled laughter behind your hand. "Did they give you the whole spiel?" You asked, knowing the answer already.
"Yes, I don't even know what I'm going to do with these."
You shrugged,
"I always throw them away or I give them to my friend whose a major couponer and Hot Topic junkie."
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Talking felt like it made time move faster it just felt nice having another woman to talk to. Like talking to a hot wise grandma speaks about her life experience and whatever, tackling on 'Don't do this' or 'Find a man like that'.
You looked around in confusion when the vehicle came to a stop, having been parked neatly into a parking spot labeled for her.
"We're here, Dear." You quickly followed after the woman, leaving her car after struggling to unbuckle yourself. Sister Imperator let you gather what few suit cases you had as you trailed right behind. Taking in the sight of this strange new place, the building before had your eyes widen.
You had no idea there could be a place possibly bigger then Mordhaus! It kinda looked like an Abbey! Wait, isn't that what a Ministry was?
Taking a step inside, it looked a lot bigger on the inside. You think this part of the church is called a sanctuary if you remember correctly, Mordhaus has a smaller version for their sick employees. This version looked way less deadlier compared to Dethklok's, nothing that could possibly kill or maime anyone.
That's very strange to you.
There were only a few people in here, a nun removing candles that were to small and replacing them with fresh ones, a brother praying at a pew within the far back; Closer to you and Sister Imperator. One other person entered just as you both have, a man with a painted face. His mix-matched eyes landed upon the woman who he seeks, his shoes echoed throughout the room with every hit his heels made to the polished floor.
"Sorella, eccoti qui."*
The that now stood before radiated power and authority, this guy sure did give the creeps, even the air surrounding him seemed colder. Maybe you were just judging him harshly and your mind made it seem like he was scary?
"Buon pomeriggio." Sister Imperator greeted, having spent most of her morning waiting for the new guest to arrive. You absolutely had no idea what they both said, it sounded gibberish as it went through one ear and out the other, so you stood there quite awkwardly.
"E chi ti accompagna oggi?" The unknown man asked, his haunting eyes now locked onto your nearly trembling form. Feeling self conscious with his intense glare, your arms moved on their own accord; Covering up your hefty exposed cleavage, now feeling quite aware how large your chest is within the tight tank top. Even the leather pants that hugged your hips and thighs felt uncomfortable.
You never felt so uncomfortable around some guy before. You mostly wore skimpy tops and tight pants around your dads and Klokateers all the time without any trouble, no thoughts, until this very moment.
"[NAME] è la nostra nuova suora per il momento." Sister Imperator pressed a wrinkled hand to your lower back, pushing you forward just a bit. "[NAME], this is our Papa, Papa Emertius the Fourth, he's our front man and a respected member of this ministry."
Wow, now you felt even more uncomfortable, dressed like this in front of some high official church goer. So much cringe!
How could you even tell he was part of the church? He looked like a well dressed man wearing Halloween face paint. Dark sleeves rolled up to his elbows, arms casually resting behind his back with a nice blue vest suit button up, black slacks and shiny dress shoes.
He looked more like a host for a spoopy party rather then, what high level was he? Did they mention what position?
You held a hand out as you introduced yourself- A little nervous. Icy eyes briefly glancing at your manicured hand before engulfing your's with his much larger gloved hand.
Your eyes widen in surprise, caught off guard. Papa Emeritus slightly lean forward, pressing his cold painted lips to your knuckles, black staining your skin.
"Welcome, Lil' Sorella." The dark haired man stood to his full height, he maybe tall but he's not as tall compared to your father's... Except for Pickles, fuck, even tou're taller then him by a inch or two. Papa's height absolutely meant nothing to you, it didn't increase that creep factor what-so-ever. "I hope you enjoy your stay."
You nod, [HAIR COLOR] locks bouncing from the small action. Honestly have no idea how to respond properly, at home, 'I hope you enjoy your stay' means something completely different. You went to cross your arms when you suddenly stopped, realizing you'll be pushing your breast up with your usual arm cross, instead readjusted for them to rest over your mostly exposed chest.
The corner of Papa's lip twitched upwards with amusement, finding you wriggling in your spot made it funny to him, uncomfortable and trying to preserve some sort of modesty- How cute.
He directed his attention to his mother before quickly coming back to you with a question that popped into his mind.
"Oh! I wanted to ask;"
"Yes?" You answered, giving permission to fire away.
"Is there a reason why there's these Hot Topic notes connected with, uh, Dethklok paperwork?"
You held in a giggle, even Sister Imperator smiled at this, having asked something similar. Papa raised a brow, looking between you both, sending a quizzical eye to his mother.
[1]- Indents don't show.
[2]- Ishnifus Meaddle will always meddle with Dethklok including their Priestess-In-Training.
A/N:
*I used Ministry and Monastery interchangeably because the 2 ALWAYS confuses the crap out of me.
*I like the idea of Sister Imperator being a Hard Ass and being a good woman when it's needed.
*Reader is oblivious to what religion/church she's in.
*I forgot to mention, Reader is Sexy Thicc. Hips, ass, and boobs.
TRANSLATE:
*Sorella, eccoti qui.- Sister, there you are.
*Buon pomeriggio.- Good afternoon.
*E chi ti accompagna oggi?- And who is accompanying you today?
*[NAME] è la nostra nuova suora per il momento.- [NAME] is our new nun for the time being./for the moment.