Pharah is G!P in this. You have been warned.
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Your POV
"I know our battles seem pointless, but I assure you we are winning this battle." Our group leader states trying to boost our already low morale.
You see it's been a year of back and forth between us and the forces of the Demon King. Our forces had been worn down while the enemy still has yet to loose any footing.
"Especially after tonight." Ragel states drawing our attention.
"How's that sir?"
"We gained intel that General Pharah and her entourage are returning to their castle tonight. It is assumed that they are going to celebrate her return. We can surprise them and end this once and for all."
Pharah. A name I knew far too well.
It was only my second battle, but it stood out to me. It was the first time I encountered the demon general.
I run over to a comrade of mine, he had been shot out of the air and pounced on by some demons. I beheaded one of them before pulling one back by it's wing, it screeching as I cut it off before killing it. I swiftly end the other two kneeling down to check on my fallen brother. Sadly as I checked his pulse it was obvious that I was too late.
"My, my, I haven't seen you before~"
My breath hitches and I turn around, immediately recognizing the demon in front of me to be General Pharah.
"General Pharah." I snarl pointing my weapon at her.
"Oh you know my name." She hums beginning to approach, "But I don't know yours. Care to tell me you're name habiti?"
"Go to hell."
She begins to chuckle before it turns into full blown laughter. I glare at her, my guard never faltering even as she stopped. Pharah smiles revealing those sharp fangs of her before suddenly shooting forward. My reflexes couldn't keep up with her speed, my weapon being knocked out of my hand before being enveloped in an embrace. I try not to panic as the demoness keeps me trapped against her front. One arm remained around my waist while her other hand grasped my cheeks (THE FACE ONES YE PERVS) forcing me to look into her golden eyes.
"Tell me your name~"
"It's Y/N." I answer feeling compelled to.
"Y/N." She purrs testing my name on her tongue, "I think Y/N Amari sounds better~"
A wave of anger comes over me, allowing me to break her entrapping gaze.
"In your wildest dreams."
She laughs, her clawed fingers digging into my cheek and hip. Pharah's grip didn't falter while she leaned in.
"Such a pretty yet fiery spirit~" She whispers her eyes flickering to my lips as her lips neared mine, "I think I'll make you mine~"
"Never." I growl back despite her tight hold on m cheeks.
Another chuckle leaves her and she goes to respond only to be interrupted by a battle cry.
"Forward!" Our reinforcements yell charging the demons head on.
Pharah tsks watching as my brothers and sisters easily cut through her remaining forces. I expected her to be mad but when I look at her face, she was smirking. Her golden eyes flicker down to mine, her fangs peaking out from her lips.
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