[Unicorn Wars] 𝑨𝒛𝒖𝒍𝒊𝒏 × 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

《 Chapter 10 》

TW: Mentions of gore, blood, and death

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A sudden rustle in the bushes caught their attention. "What the..." Coco gasped, emerging from the thick shrubs.

"Tch." Azulin froze for a moment, breathing quite heavily from the adrenaline coursing his veins. His ears perked up at the familiar voice. It was him.

"Coco! W...What are you doing here?" Y/n turned her head, a red tint flaring up her cheeks. Her heart raced and a sense of dread overcame her; Coco had caught them in the act.

"Get your hands off her." Coco ordered in a stern tone. With fists tightly clenched, he could clearly see the scene: Azulin loomed on top of the girl, firmly holding her wrists. Little red were marks scattered all over Y/n's neck.

A vortex of anger swirled within Azulin. "Mind your business." He muttered in a low, sharp voice. Azulin kept his unmoving gaze on the girl laying beneath him, a sinister smirk tugging at his lips. Oh how it pleased him to see her like this. Submissive, and under his rightful control.

Y/n was in complete shock. Her shaky, uneasy breathing tickled Azulin's fur.

"It is my business. I'm in charge of this unit." Coco spoke, squinting those lilac eyes of his. They flickered in the dim moonlight, a hint of vexation in his gaze.

This only seemed to tick Azulin off. Finally, his cold eyes glared up at Coco with a look of pure hatred.

"Azulin, calm down." Y/n whispered softly, but it seemed to go in one ear and out the another.

Azulin's grip on her wrists loosened, and he rose slowly. "Oh you're 'in charge'? I'll show you who's truly in control."

Venom laced his words. Deep down Azulin felt...no, he knew that he deserved that position over anyone. The same way the he deserved Y/n.

'You have to be the best, son. You have to! If you're the best you'll always be loved and respected.' Memories of his father flooded in. Azulin will be the best and he assured that he would go down a legend, a hero for the bear race.

Y/n sat up, dusting off any smudges of dirt on her uniform.

"Azulin, you know better than to stand up to me." Coco said softly, "Do yourself a favor and head back to the campsite. We'll discuss this later."

He was in no mood to put up with his comrade. Coco glanced at Y/n with a sharp sigh. What does she see in him? They've known one another for some weeks now, and Coco truly developed some care for the girl.

She was restless, and dedicated! Her loyalty to her crew was unquestionable. Even after a day of brutal training, Y/n still managed to make time for her each of her comrades. Despite being a rookie and not at all the best in combat, Y/n had her heart in the right place.

Hearts like those would assure them victory in this God forsaken War. But Azulin was like a plague, a disease. One that dominates the heart and slowly deteriorates it till finally, it consumes it.

Azulin glared, "I'm not going back to camp. I'm here with her." A boiling fury swelled within him. Step by step, Azulin dangerously neared Coco.