Beast Of Prey (Akame Ga Kill x POWERFUL OC READER!!!)

Conquer Your Past

Beowulf opens his eyes and wakes up. His body was aching all over.

Beowulf: Did...I pass out again? I got to stop doing that.

Leone: You didn't pass out.

Beowulf looks to see Leone sitting on a chair next to his bed.

Leone: It turns out you have a major weakness when it comes to using your power.

Beowulf: I do?

Leone: Yep, it's your heart. Hitting it will basically leave you defenseless.

Beowulf: So...I lost control?

Leone: Yes.

Beowulf: DId I-

Leone: No, you didn't hurt anyone.

Beowulf sighs and laughs.

Beowulf: We did it...how long have I been out?

Leone: Two days.

Beowulf: Woah, that's a while. Did we get those Imperial-Arms to?

Leone: Uh-huh.

Beowulf: Hell yeah. I'll tell you what, that little trick Sheele taught me was great. When I get out of this bed I'm gonna thank her.

Leone: Sheele is dead.

Beowulf:......What?

Beowulf looks to Leone. Her face had no expression. All she did was stare at the ground.

Leone: While we were on a mission, Mine and Sheele were on one too. during their mission, she was killed by another Imperial-Arms user and Mine was barely able to escape.

Beowulf didn't know how to feel. He didn't know Sheele that much at all but she seemed like such a nice person. If it wasn't for her he might have gone crazy when fighting Grendel.

Beowulf: I...I don't-

Beowulf sees that Leone was tearing up a bit while still trying to keep a straight face.

Beowulf: (She's known her a lot more than I have. I can't imagine how she's feeling.)

Beowulf wasn't really familiar with cheering people up but he wanted to at least help. He reaches out his hand and grabs Leone's. She looks at him.

Beowulf: I...may have not known her very well but I could tell she was kind and cared for her team. If she was here right now...I think she would want you to stop crying and see your smiling face.

Leone chuckles and wipes the little tears she had.

Leone: You're so dumb.

Beowulf: Made you smile didn't I?

Leone then leans toward Beowulf and kisses him on the cheek.

Leone: I believe I owe you that from the bar.

Beowulf: ...Thanks.