𝐌𝐲 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 (Ferid x Male!Reader)

Chapter 16 - To Shinjuku

Yeah, I know the Shinoa and Narumi squad didn't meet up till Nagoya, nor did they go after Lucal Wesker until after Shinjuku, but I need to change timing around for this to work T~T

I was writing a sentence of this in choir, and I accidentally wrote "-in Shinjuku to help hold off the lyrics" lmfao-

Y/n was a bit better after he had almost overdosed on painkillers. And then the thing worse than being stabbed with a kunai, was that Guren had cut the poor Lamborghini right down the middle, destroying the car. Y/n couldn't begin to express his anger. 

Now Y/n and Shinya had to walk to Shinjuku. With the people who practically caused his injury.

Y/n missed his silver haired vampire. A lot.

"Alright, is everyone ready?" Shinya asked, and got many variations of yes, "Alright, Y/n, Yoichi, and I will be position in high towers. Narumi and Shinoa, I believe you two had discussed close quarter combat plans?"

"Yes, we did."

"Good!" Shinya smiled, "Yoichi, Y/n, let's get a move on, we don't have much time left."

Y/n sighed once they were at the top of the tower. He was thankful when he was able to sit down to shoot. Y/n got all lined up with a broken window and pulled his string back, his magical scope coming into view in front of him as Shinya guided Yoichi. 

They all paused their conversations as the three in the tower noticed the 15th progenitor. They watched as the others on the ground noticed the vampire as well. 

"Y/n, you will be the first to fire," Shinya instructed, to which Y/n gave a hesitant nod.

Could he really kill a vampire?

Sure, he had no problems with the Four Horsemen of Johns, but an actual vampire? 

At this moment all Y/n could think about was Ferid. All the surprisingly great memories they shared together. Y/n had relied on the 7th progenitor for a full 8 months. 

Y/n swallowed a dry lump in his throat.

"Y/n, now!" Shinya instructed.

Y/n pulled his bow string even tighter as he shut his eyes.

"I'm sorry...!" Y/n whispered.

He released the bow string, his demon, Yuki-onna splitting off into white-tailed kites all aimed at the progenitor and his weird chef looking servant with a mustache. 

Well, he didn't get the progenitor, but he got the weird guy at least. Y/n almost felt bad. Lucal Wesker had used the mustached vampire as a shield, watching the poor vampire turn into dust. 

Now it was only Wesker. 

"Good work, Y/n," Shinya praised, "Now, you two stay here until we give you the signal to come down."

Y/n give a lousy thumbs up while Yoichi nodded triumphantly. 

Back on the ground, Y/n, after a while due to his recent injury, made it to the rest of the group. 

"Hey!" Narumi and both Yuichiro greeted with a smile as Y/n walked over and debated using his Shinya as a crutch, "Nice shot!"

Y/n just hummed in acknowledgement. One of Shinoa's squad members, Mitsuba, wrapped her arm around Y/n's waist suddenly, helping prop him up, and helping him stand better.

Y/n looked at the shorter blond-haired female for a second, "Thanks..." he eventually mumbled.

"Yeah, no problem," Mitsu sighed, a seeming forever type of angry disappointment on her face, "It's our fault you're like this anyway."

Y/n didn't answer to her remark, only hold his side where he had been stabbed. He was surprised that Mitsuba could hold his weight, but then he remembered the girl had been in the imperial demon army for upwards of 4 years, and Y/n hadn't been there more than a few weeks. 

The squads conversed with each other until another plan was formed. 

Currently, they were about halfway to Shinjuku. They would make the rest of the trek, and then meet the other soldiers in Shinjuku holding off the vampires.

"-Yeah, I heard there's a lot of higher ups and nobles and what not in Shinjuku."

Nobles? In Shinjuku?

Maybe Ferid was there.

Now Y/n was eager to get to Shinjuku. 

He surprisingly didn't like humans. All they did was fight, fight, fight. 

Y/n didn't like that. He didn't like battling and war. He liked reading in the garden. And he liked his joyous and lively vampire. 

-and he felt like his body hadn't fully recovered yet from his illness. He didn't even know why he had this sickness. He always had a weaker immune system but never had the chance to go to the doctor, and if he was careful, he was fine. 

But that didn't matter now.

All he needed to do was get to Shinjuku.

Little shorter chapter today. Word count is 845 words.