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Noktakaze x masc-written zone-B agent reader (Spoilers: you die)

Noktavia; a strong, divided, and independent light-elemented kraizen leader with the body of a mantis. Despite her large size, she is rather shy and hesitant in nature, even with the raw strength she possesses.

You knew this when you captured her and brought her back to zone-B, however–that pretty face lured you in, her fluffy cheeks and drowsy ringed eyes making you lose your control. You truly could not take anymore of how you felt she was teasing you in her containment with her thin figure and wispy features.

As you excitedly wandered to her holding cell, you thought to yourself. Was this worth it? What would your coworkers think and do if they caught you like this? What if she kills you? What if you kill her? Well..you believed these questions would not matter, you had been thinking of committing suicide anyways, and what better way to go out than with a bang of sexual proportions.

Once you had arrived at her containment door made of vanium alloy, you took out your keycard. You were about to swipe such into the lock..though before you had done so, the vani leader spoke "Ah! Who is there? Just...say who you are at least, p—please." She spoke, anxious in her tone as you gave a short smirk...She was easy prey in comparison to other vani due to her hesitance, though she was harder to convince than others due to her smarts. Though due to the isolation your team had given her, along with the abuse they have done to get her to talk, she most likely would melt in the palm of your hand at the slightest hint of affection and make your plan much easier.

You had swiped your card, punched in your pin and entered. The vani herself looked afraid, backing away for a moment to the wall before being given a shock from the collar that your team had put upon her neck in case she attempted to escape, her large, insect-like frame giving a jolt and a shiver. You then made a 'come here' motion with your hand, the leader being hesitant due to the state she was in "A..at least say something–anything, please." she had asked, though you were getting impatient. "Get over here, now" You spoke up, a growl in your voice. If she knew what was good for her, she'd obey. The hesitant kraizen gave a nod as she got closer, closing her eyes and covering her brandshock, afraid you'd hurt her.

The vani would be rather surprised once you started to give her face a small pet, a black hint of blush forming upon her face as she felt the first non-aggressive touch she had since she was captured–which was at least a month or so now. You then decided to continue "You're a sweet vani, did you know that?" You spoke, buttering the leader up to continue your devious plans. "Really now." She mumbled, looking away for a moment, as if she felt this was wrong. "HEY. Look. At. Me." You snapped, the leader looking right back at you, somewhat shrinking into her metal-based form. "Y..yes.." she mumbled the last part. "Yes what?" You barked, demanding her to speak up "Y–yes [sir/ma'am/mx.]!" She hesitated, shivering in fear before you started to gently stroke her face once again.

You then spoke your awful, carbon, carnal desires "How about we do something..between you and me?" You asked, the vani tilted her head in confusion "...What are you planning, carbon?" she hissed before you shocked her, the vani letting out a yelp. "What I am saying..is why dont you decide to help a human out, eh?" She gave a glare, her fur starting to fluff up in aggression "Why would I help you, carbon?" She metaphorically spat, looking disgusted at the thought as she bared her teeth and white mouth. "Well, if you do not wish to get shocked again, I would suggest you start what I want you to do." You chuckled as her fluff started to flatten, being somewhat forced to take up your offer. "Well, what do you want me to do, carbon?" She'd ask in return.

"Well, I would like you to satisfy the urge I have been wanting to do with you ever since I saw your dolly face, hon" You spoke, a smirk upon your smug face, disgust covering the vanis' face when she realized your intention with her "You wouldn't DARE..." She hissed "Oh, I would..and I will. Who would believe you? Nobody. They would think you were hurting lil ol' me for no. Real. Reason." You spoke, grabbing her dangly..ears? Hair? Antennae? Striped with her signature black eye markings, the creature gave a whimper as you asked once again "How about now, Noktakaze? Or do you wish for me to shock you again?" "I-I'll do it..just don't hurt me anymore" She sniffled.

You then made work, undoing your belt as you somewhat drooled in anticipation, you wondered how the mouth or hand of a vani would feel upon the genitalia of a carbon such as yourself, the thought getting your heart racing. The vani would shake, afraid tears in the corners of her eyes that were ringed with green, blue, violet, and red; the colors of the beasts. She then used her large set of arms to smack you to the concrete flooring "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" She yelled out, hoping that somebody heard her within the foundation. You angrily stood back up "OBEY ME, YOU WHITE CUNT!"

(POV: third person)
That did it, the angry comment made by the zone-B agent is what broke the leaders' back. Noktakaze felt an urge–the urge of what insect brethren do to those who wronged one as herself. The agent growled at the looming creature, thinking that would make the vani back down into her obeying self once more, however they'd be oh so wrong.

[trigger warning: there is DETAILED gore ahead. If you do not like such, leave the fic]

The vani would growl, using her large mantis-esque arms to stab the agent in the stomach-gut region. The perverted agent curled over at the immense pain, sucking their abdomen in as she moved her sharp appendages through their flesh, bone, and skin. Loud cracks could be heard as she picked the bleeding agent, some of their guts hanging out from the mantis appendage, occasional fat deposits slipping down. Noktakaze would huff as she bared her sharp teeth, biting the carbons' jugular and forcibly tearing it out. The agent would look up in fear as they saw the larger creature have a thing of flesh in her mouth. The agent would say 'drop it', if they weren't choking upon their own blood. The monster spit the flesh and artery to the floor, her fur spiked in anger. The vani leader would then use her other mantis appendage, stabbing inside as she tore open the zone-b agent like a tough, plastic-wrapped package. She would bite and tear the agent still, letting the blood stain her hands and face. "THAT IS WHAT ZU GET" She yelled out as the agents' guts and organs splayed the concrete flooring, bones and bone fragments cracking and practically flying with flesh, skin, and fat. The monster then kicked the limp body to the corner, blood leaving a few streaks and stops on the hard floor. She then worked on at least wiping her switch-limbs off. She would make the mantis appendages into wings, shaking them and flapping them. Little drops of blood and bone flopping off. The white part of them was still stained, but she would wash that off later. This wasn't the first time she had done such a violent crime, and it certainly wouldn't be the last of such.