His Villain||Book 2

Chapter 15

A/n: Hello everybody! Today is October 31, 2021. HAPPY HALLOWEEN!We are mid-episode 5 and I cannot wait to get into episode 6! My pictures of my Alastor cosplay are going to be at the end of the chapter...

"God, you really are one of you," Y/n groans, pinching the bridge of her nose as she and Loki (her Loki) stand off to the side.

President Y/n and Vice President Loki stand in the center, Y/n's arms crossed as she smirks at the Variants in front of her. Loki's right hand is tucked in his pocket, puffing his chest out as his right hand shamelessly rubs her ass over her tiny skirt. The Variants behind them either stare blatantly or pretend they don't see.

"You bastard! You led the wolves to our door," Classic yells at Loki.

"We prefer snakes to wolves," VP shrugs.

"I've eaten both; they die just the same," Kid spits at VP. Boastful grips the back of his neck, holding Mjolnir against his chest.

Kid emits a little gasp, and Y/n almost lunges forward before  Loki grabs her wrist, pulling her back. "Don't draw attention," he whispers.

"Apologies, my liege. I betrayed you, and now, I'm king," Boastful says.

Y/n steps forward with a sultry look, head tilted downward as she stares out through her brow. Vp tucks the hand that was resting on her back into his pocket, watching her. "About that..." she winces. The Variants behind her draw their weapons, angling them at the group.

"You can't be serious," Boastful groans, rolling his eyes.

"Come on," Y/n growls, holding out her hands. "What did you expect?"

"That was not the bargain!" Boastful shouts. Loki sits his hands on his hips, wincing as he runs a hand over Y/n's back, comforting her. "I gave you our location. In exchange for shelter and supplies, you give me your army and I take the throne," Boastful barks, lightly shaking Kid.

"Ah, yes," VP nods, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "Not so good a bargain. How about this one? My army, my throne?" He growls, flipping a finger over, and stepping forward with a wink.

President Y/n pushes him back, pressing a finger against his lips and slipping the tip in his mouth, shutting him up. "Ah, ah, ah. My army, my throne."

"About that," a Loki Variant says as the army turns their weapons on them instead.

VP's face clouds over in anger. "Why you beef-witted, half-faced scrubs.

"We had a deal!" Y/n shouts, shaking with anger.

Loki shakes his head, rubbing his forehead as Y/n's eyebrows go up in amusement. "For God's sake," Boastful quivers in rage as Croki snaps at VP.

"Why the hell is there an alligator in here?!" President Y/n shrieks, shaking her finger at the Loki.

"He's a Loki!" Everyone shouts at them.

Croki growls loudy, advancing on VP before lunging at him, latching onto his suit's arm. President Y/n grips Croki, tearing him off of VP and tossing him across the room. A spattering of blood crosses her face and outfit, causing her to gasp out.

VP looks down at his hand, or rather, lack there of. The pain sets in and he lets out a shrill, high-pitched scream. Croki literally smirks, finishing off the hand. A Loki swings a spiked ball at someone as Loki and Y/n duck under, awkwardly attempting to cross the room to the exit. 

Boastful relinquishes his grip on Kid as he charges into battle, allowing Kid to be able to swoop Croki up into his arms, holding him tightly like a baby as he backs away. Looking around at the chaos, he attempts to sprint away.