[Chuuni TF, Brainwashing]

To many, Mondstadt was known as the nation of the free. Wherever the wind blew, its inhabitants were allowed to live as they pleased. Even if they had terrible things in mind, the freedom of the wind meant that they were allowed to do so. But just as equally, people were allowed to stop them. That was the law of the winds.

Some, however, took the concept of “doing as you please” to its utmost limits, as Barbara quickly found out as Deacon of the country’s church. A certain blonde with an eyepatch had wandered around the town, spewing utter nonsense with every step she took. No matter how many times people shot her down and made fun of her odd habits, she didn’t stop. This all distracted them from their duties, and somebody had to do something!

It fell to her, and the Astrologist Mona who she roped into all of this, to stop her. Why did she rope the blunt-minded woman into this? Why, it was because of her way with words. If there was somebody that could kill a dream in its tracks, it was her. The callous and sharp words that left her mouth were like poison to idle dreamers, and this would all come to pass once she used her words.

“You will pay for all of my instruments for the month, right? This endeavor won’t just be a wild goosechase?” The dark-haired Astrologist asked as she followed behind the much shorter Deacon, keeping a close eye on her. While she wasn’t the type to covet money, the chance to have that much more research material was well-worth the effort.

Barbara sighed, a tinge of annoyance in her exhale. “Yes, all of it! Now stop asking, we’ve got a weirdo to stop!” She cried out as they both ran towards the center of town, where the mysterious girl had been rumored to rest. Not only was she distracting everyone, she was loitering too! Which, while following the spirit of the law of the wind, really didn’t help her case!

Once the two made their way to the town center, they noticed a girl that fit the description of all the reports around town. A blonde with an eyepatch and a dark dress, one that showed off just enough of her body to make it considerably erotic. Yet at the same time, that was hardly the air she gave off. The way she spoke, the way she visually emoted, everything made her seem like an utterly insane lunatic who knew nothing about the world at hand.

“Mein Fräulein, you have visitors.” The blonde’s familiar, and electrically charged raven, rested on her shoulder while watching the women that approached her. “They seem hostile. I recommend retreating, you wouldn’t want to sully your reputation more than you already have.”

His master tossed her hands into the air. “I will do no such thing, Oz! They will know the grace and the dignity of Prinzessin der Verurteilung! Now sit back and watch my silver tongue work its magic!” She overdramatized everything as she stood up, hand upon her chest. “Hark, inhabitants of this cruel world! I am Fischl! Prinzessin der Verurteilung! Join me in my quest to rid this world of its evils, so that all may live in peace!”

“...This is all about Fischl?” Mona asked as she stepped closer, looking over her shoulder for a second to see the barely constrained rage on the short Deacon’s face. “She just does this. You get used to it, once you tell her to knock it off.”

Barbara stomped the ground and jabbed her finger into the Astrologist’s rather pronounced rear. “That’s exactly the problem! She’s never talking any sense, it makes everyone in the city open their ears and just spend all of their time listening to her and trying to understand it, while getting absolutely nothing out of it! If she’s so easy to stop, then do it!”

Fischl watched the two argue amongst themselves for a moment, her head turning towards her raven. “Oz, my familiar… What are they scheming? They do not look like villains, yet they converse as such.” She asked, her eyepatch-less eye bouncing between the duet and her raven.

“Mein Fräulein, I believe they’re here to put a stop to your quest. Especially the shorter of the two, that one seems rather particularly annoyed with the way that you speak. Unfortunately.” The raven explained, a few jolts bouncing off his form.

This made the blonde wince. She had done nothing wrong, committed not a single crime that could hurt a human! Why would they want to put a stop to her endeavors? Were they secretly villains? Was Mondstadt actually filled with the evil of humanity, waiting to prey upon those that would do good? No, that couldn’t be right, that wouldn’t be right! Surely, if they just talked to her, then…

“Fischl.” Mona stepped forward after listening for far too long to Barbara trying to make her do what was necessary, her eyes focused on the eyepatched girl. “Shut up and speak sensibly.” She said very plainly, stepping even closer in the process…

The blonde shivered as the girl approached. Oh, she knew exactly who she was! She was that Astrologist that had told everyone to ignore her and make her speak normally! How absolutely preposterous! But now that she was here, ready to face against her in a moment forged for just the two of them, then… She could change her mind, for sure!

“Under what authority do you dare try to make me change my ways? You have no god given right, much less the power of a noble to back you up! As long as I, Prinzessin der Verurteilung, draw breath… I will not listen to those that do not give me the respect that I deserve!” Fischl doubled down, her eye almost glaring straight into the other girl’s…

That glare was then returned tenfold as Mona didn’t even bother giving her a second chance, calling forth one of her Catalysts as water started to swirl around her. “If you keep talking, I’ll have to clean your mouth out manually. And be warned, I use some very tough soap. You won’t be able to handle it.”

Barbara was giddy as she stood at a distance. It was going perfectly. As long as the Astrologist kept this up, they’d both be rid of this nuisance quicker than she could make a prayer to Barbatos! It was all too perfect, something that her almost childishly focused mind didn’t bother dwelling on…

Fischl felt overly threatened by the Astrologist’s approach. Far too threatened! She had to do something, otherwise her quest really would find an end right here and now. “My Familiar! Come to my aid! We must deal with this infidel, with whatever means are at our disposal!”

Oz could feel the intent in his Mistress’ mind, causing it to jolt a little nervously. “Mein Fräulein. This is a technique that could seriously injure the two of them, are you sure that you wish to pull it off? We have other techniques that could do much less harm and would let you escape with ease, are you absolutely sure?”

“Do not question your Mistress, Familiar! Electrify them and make them understand what they dared stand up against! Do it now!” The blonde cried out without a single bit of hesitation in her mind. All while the raven quietly sighed, knowing what came next.

Mona and Barbara watched as the Raven suddenly took off with incredible speed, forcing the Deacon to run towards her ally and activate her own Vision to surround them both with healing magic. Whatever this electrifying animal was about to do, they would easily recover from.

Unfortunately, it was this very approach that would spell their downfall, as the Astrologist realized what was about to happen. “Barbara, run-” She cried out, far too late for it to matter. The Raven was already dive bombing from the sky above, his feathers gathering static electricity from how the air brushed against them.

Oz came to a stop right above the two girls as he spread his wings far and wide, sending powerful shocks piercing through the wet air around him. Thanks to the water flowing around, causing an elemental reaction was easy. And thanks to the visions on both girls’ bodies, that electricity could travel far further than it had any true right to. It pierced its way into their bodies, doing absolute and irreparable damage in the process.

“Let that be a lesson for the two of you, never to challenge somebody that only wants the best for you! Stand down and listen loud and clear!” Fischl cried out, while the two Hydro-aligned girls fell onto their knees and were forced to listen to her extravagant and loud speeches.

What the blonde was unaware of, was the fact that her beloved Familiar had just short circuited their personality and their way of properly interpreting anything that they heard. Which meant that their brains were in a goopy and easily influenced state, one that was just as easily molded by powerful speeches. Just like the one she was giving.

“Listen loud and clear, Servants! Cast aside your mortal coil and join me, forget everything you’ve ever known and understand that your place in the world is at my side! You are nothing more than Servants for Prinzessin der Verurteilung, and the eyepatches on your eyes make that all too clear! Let the spirit of my words flow through you and become truth, as you stand up and declare your utter and true devotion!” Fischl prattled on and on and on, with every single word becoming truer by the second…

Their informal transformation into servants started as their Visions took on different elements, namely that of Electro, just like their Mistress. Each of them stood up with one of their hands covering their eyes, feeling her words resounding throughout their bodies as they let them sink as deep as they could go…

Mona took a deep breath as electricity started sparking from her Catalyst, a powerful and proud smile on her face as she kept her electrified eye covered from the rest of the world. “I am a Servant of Prinzessin der Verurteilung! Nothing else in my life matters except seeing her smile reach its way across the world! I cast aside my former self to devote everything to you!” She cried out with conviction, electricity sparking its way through her outfit and turning it into a carbon copy of the one her Mistress wore…

Barbara wasn’t far behind, both of her hands covering her eyes as little bolts swung around her just like her usual Hydro magic did. It would amplify the sound of her voice, whenever she deemed it appropriate to sing once more. “Nothing in the world matters except Prinzessin der Verurteilung! The Archons, the powerful creatures that roam this land… Nothing except for her matters! Thus we devote our entire beings, our utter faith, to the one who freed us from our prison!” She let her utter worship slip loose as her outfit changed just like her fellow Servant had, both of them now matching her Mistress in every sense of the word…

Especially as her eyes glowed with a dark and brooding power, a power that was quickly sealed away by a pair of eyepatches attached around her head. The other Servant got one as well, sealing away her powerful eye in the process. Now, Fischl didn’t have anybody that would dare to stand up and tell her to stop, and she had two new Servants to boot! A wonderful day for Prinzessin der Verurteilung!

“Hahahaha!” The blonde cried out, and her Servants joined in as they each felt the energies in their bodies spark through. “My Servants! My Familiar! It is time to let our power run wild, as we rid this world of monsters! Follow me!”

Oz perched on the blonde’s shoulder as she ran off, with both of her Servants laughing as they followed right behind her. All of them ready to decimate anything that would dare to stand in their way, letting her reputation spread in the process. The three of them would rise through the ranks, and they would claim their place in the world…

...And soon, many more would fall victim to the electrifying might of Fischl, converting them just like Mona and Barbara had been. So much for making her talk normally...