Moxxie walked through the door, he squinted his eyes, confused as he walked closer. His eyes sparkled the genuine carmine crafted blessing tipped rifle. He quickly became nervous.
"How the fuck did he get one of these?!" Moxxie spoke, wondering what Striker was going to do with such a weapon.
"Why don't you ask me.. little dude?" Moxxie turned around, not expecting Striker to be there.
"Shit! Why do you have this.. mister? You are aware this kind of weapon can kill.."
"Demon royalty?"
"Yes. That."
"No shit, that's kind of the point." Striker closed the door, his hands scraping along the door leaving scratch marks.
"Ok, while I'm, I'm relatively concerned by your possession of this, I'm also glad my instant dislike of you has been validated." Moxxie croaked the last bit, Striker wrapping his tail around Moxxie's neck.
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If Striker had killed Moxxie
FanfictionThis is written in the 3rd person unless I say otherwise. Please do remember this is my first actual story. My others were stories yes, but this is by far the one I put the most effort into. Please remember that while reading this. Someone please ma...
