To Navigate Cursed Waters (Prince Sidon X Reader)

It's Our Normal

"Block left, right. Left. Strike!

You leapt forward with a battle cry as you thrust your trident towards your opponent. They swiftly leapt back but did not fully avoid your attack. They let out a hiss of pain as blood began to trickle from their hip, though they did not get long to recover as you were on them once more, swinging your trident and cutting their upper arm.

"Do not let her back you into a corner Vaati! Do not be afraid to use violence!" your father shouted from the sidelines, "Blood is a good thing!"

You turned to face your opponent once more as he brushed a strand of lavender hair out his face. "Yeah Vaati," you chanted with a grin, "Your blood is definitely a good thing. It means I'm winning!" You could have sworn you saw steam coming out of your brother's ears, if there was one thing he hated. It was losing. Especially in front of your father.

"Oh please sister," Vaati chuckled as he re-obtained his fighting stance, a cocky smirk crossing his face, "We all know I'm going to win."

"Whatever gives you confidence," you shot back as you expertly spun your trident in an act of intimidation, before returning to your stance. You began to circle each other, Vaati wincing every so often as blood still trickled from his wounds. You eyed him up and down, trying to predict what his next move would be. You saw his leg shift ever so slightly, and couldn't contain the smirk that crossed your face. You ran at him with a yell but quickly leapt back as he kicked his leg out towards you. Which of course, you had expected.

You hooked his ankle with your trident, trying to hide your satisfaction and the flicker of terror that crossed his face. With a grunt, you yanked your trident to the right sending him flying. Before he could hit the ground however he swung his hands out in front of him, conjuring a large gust of wind. He went flying back up into the air, backflipping before plummeting down towards you with his leg outstretched.

In an instant you leapt to the side as his foot struck the ground where you had once been, sending up a cloud of dust. Before you had time to process what was happening, Vaati conjured a dagger out of thin air and hurled it towards your leg. You tried to leap back but weren't fast enough and the blade buried itself in your thigh, causing a loud hiss of pain to escape your lips. Narrowing your eyes you wrapped a hand around the dagger and yanked it from your leg with a grunt, throwing it carelessly to the side.

You looked up just in time to see Vaati hurling a dark ball in your direction and nimbly jumped to the side as it flew past your head. "Stop throwing things like a child, and fight me like a real warrior!" you cried whilst charging towards him. Vaati wasn't stupid, however, and he knew full well he had no chance at beating you in hand to hand combat. After all, you outmatched him greatly in strength. Instead, he flung his hand out as you approached and knocked your trident from your hand with a large gust of wind. You watched your weapon spiral through the air before piercing itself into the ground a few feet away.

"You can't trick me, sister," he grinned at you, "I am no fool."

You tipped your head from side to side, relishing the cracking sound before rolling your shoulders and dropping down into a defensive stance. "Dear brother I would never try to trick you," you mocked as you ever so slowly approached him. You knew his fighting tactic well, and now that you were weaponless you knew he would continue long-range attacks until you were weary from avoiding them. Then, and only then, would he dare approach you. All you had to do was dodge his attacks and after a little while act like you were tired. Then when he drew near to finish you off you unleash the last of your energy and pound him into the ground.

Of course, that would all depend on whether you were able to dodge him or not. Since you were a very large women, you were, unfortunately, a very easy target. It was because of your size, however, that your father had taken special care to train you in the ways of agility and nimbleness. So you were fairly evenly matched with your brothers in that department.