(Y/N) hissed at Wukong, her eyes ablaze with a vibrant, alluring green. The intensity of her gaze pierced through the air, a clear display of her distrust. She had never seen Wukong as someone who sought out her well-being, but a foreign enemy and it was going to stay that way. "This is just another one of your 'great' illusions of deception!" she spat, her words laced with venom. The bitter taste of betrayal lingered in her voice, fueling her accusation.
Wukongs tail bristled up slowly, growing agitated, His expressive face contorted, nose crinkling with a mix of annoyance and suspicion, while his eyes, once soft and sorrowful, hardened into a gaze of smoldering intensity. "Did Macaque tell you this! Of course he would, feed you these sort of lies! You don't even know half of what had happened to you."
Her wings, normally held with composure, suddenly flared up, their feathers trembling with agitation. The stoic facade of her gaze wavered, revealing a flicker of raw emotion that burned within. Wukong's words, like a gust of wind, threatened to unravel the trust she had placed in her steadfast companion—the only one who had guided her through the perils of this new world. "Macaque," she declared with unwavering conviction, her voice laced with an unwavering resolve. "Has been my pillar, my unwavering support. You may know the fragments of my past, my story, but you remain blind to the transformation that has taken place within me. I refuse to yield to your words or your offer of any assistance."
Her words weree laced with a sharp intensity that cut through the air. The bond between her and The Six Eared Macaque, was built upon countless of shared trials and moments of vulnerability, that will stand resilient against the doubts cast by Wukong. Wukong narrowed his eyes, a smirk playing on his lips. "Oh, how interesting," he replied, his voice dripping with amusement. "You may think Macaque is your aid. But remember, (Y/N), I have seen you at your weakest. I have witnessed your struggles and your vulnerabilities. You may have changed, but you can't remove our history."
"Enough!" she snarled, her voice dripping with distaste. Her wings unfurled with a grand display, resembling a peacock in full bloom, a visual warning towards Wukong. Wukong, unable to hide his irritation, lashed his tail harshly, a clear indication of his growing frustration. Deep down, he knew that reasoning with her in this state would be futile, but he couldn't bear the thought of confronting the woman he had once loved so deeply.
As the charged atmosphere hung heavily around them, Wukong's voice quivered with a final plea of desperation. "(Y/N)... please, don't make me do this," he pleaded weakly, his words an admission of their conflict tearing at his soul. Without a moment's hesitation, large, earthy vines burst forth from the ground, their growth rapid and chaotic, hurtling towards Wukong with an unwavering. The tangled mass of vegetation halted abruptly, right before Wukong's face, creating an impregnable wall between them. Her eyes, fierce and resolute, never wavering. In response, Wukong turned away from her, his gaze fixated on the ground. Wukong's expression hardened once again, his anger overriding his empathy. "If you stand against me, then you are my enemy," he declared, his voice filled with bitter resignation. "I will do what I must to stop you."
In a swift and seamless motion, Wukong vanished from his original position, only to reappear behind her, catching her off guard. (Y/N) reacted swiftly, her instincts guiding her movements. She evaded his attack, narrowly avoiding being caught by his strike. Rising into the air, she maintained a watch over Wukong's every move.
However, even as she moved quickly, her actions were anticipated, by Wukong. As she found herself suspended in mid-air, her gaze locked with Wukong's for a fleeting moment. Their eyes met, a clash of emotions reflected in their gaze.
But before she could fully process the situation, her surroundings transformed. As if an instinct in her body. The very earth beneath her seemed to respond to her will, growing rapidly and vigorously like a towering beanstalk. The vines spiraled and twined around Wukong's body, ensnaring him tightly, restricting his movements. Struggling against the earthy restraints, Wukong fought with all his might, his expression a mix one of frustration. But (Y/N)'s vines held firm, their grip unyielding.
As the vines tightened their grip, entwining Wukong's form, an unexpected transformation unfolded. As Wukong transformed into a hawk, slipping through the restraints of the vines, (Y/N) wasted no time. She swiftly descended, her wings propelling her forward as she pursued him through the air. Determination burned within her, refusing to let Wukong escape and evade the consequences of his actions. With a burst of energy, she extended her wings to their full span, propelling herself forward with greater speed. Her movements were swift and calculated, mirroring the flight of the hawk, anticipating its every twist and turn. The chase continued, the sky their battleground. (Y/N)'s senses were heightened, her focus solely on capturing Wukong.
Wukong abruptly executed a U-turn in mid-air, his hawk form morphing swiftly into a tiger. With a powerful leap, he lunged towards her, his sheer mass and strength bringing them hurtling down towards the earth. Moments before impact, he transformed back into his original form, human-like, and wrapped his arms tightly around her, shielding her from the imminent impact. The impact with the ground was jarring, and despite Wukong's attempt to shield her, the landing still took its toll. Pain coursed through (Y/N)'s body as she hit the ground, her senses momentarily disoriented by the force of the impact. Dust and debris swirled around them, a testament to the magnitude of their descent.
Wukong swiftly rolled over, taking most of the damage himself and shielding her from the full impact. His protective act spoke volumes, revealing a glimmer of the care that still lingered within him, even amidst their conflict. Struggling to regain her composure, (Y/N) gasped for breath, her body aching from the fall. She could feel Wukong's grip on her, a mixture of strength and vulnerability, as he held her tightly. Her voice, laced with both pain and concern, found its way to him. "Wukong, why?.. Why did you save me?" she managed to utter, her gaze turned away from his.
Wukong's expression softened, his eyes reflecting his mix of emotions. "Because... even amidst all of this, a part of me still cares," he confessed, his voice tinged with regret. "I couldn't bear to see you harmed, not by my own hands..not again."
As the dust began to settle, a sudden eruption of dark matter manifested just a few feet before them. Her gaze fixed upon the familiar mass, a mixture of surprise and relief flooding through her being. Her companion, the Six-Eared Macaque, had arrived. The weight on her shoulders seemed to lighten as she realized her aid was here. The Six-Eared Macaque stood before them, his presence commanding. His six ears twitched with curiosity and concern as he surveyed the scene. The air crackled with an undercurrent of power, his aura radiating one of annoyance.
"(Y/N), I have been watching," the Six-Eared Macaque spoke, his voice carrying an annoyed yet authoritative tone.
"Macaque," Wukong seethed. Wukong's voice carried a hint of bitterness as he spoke the name of the Six-Eared Macaque.
Macaque, seemingly unfazed by Wukong's seething anger, disregarded his call entirely. Instead, he crouched down towards (Y/N), extending a hand. (Y/N) hesitated. She glanced at Wukong, seeing the mix of emotions playing across his face. But deep within her, a glimmer of hope sparked, a yearning for a different path, a chance at healing and redemption. But as quick as that feeling had come it had disappeared. She reached out, firmly grasping Macaque's outstretched hand, Wukong's expression faltered, disappointment crossing his features. "I... I really hope you know what you're doing" he murmured, his voice filled with a hint of resignation.
The Six-Eared Macaque rose from his crouched position, still holding (Y/N)'s hand. His presence exuded reassurance, a silent promise that they would navigate the rest of their journey together.
"We'll see you real soon, Wukong," Macaque taunted, his words dripping with a mix of arrogance and underlying threat. With (Y/N) by his side, their hands tightly interlocked, he turned to depart, leaving Wukong behind.
As Macaque opened a shadowy portal and stepped into it, hand in hand with (Y/N), Wukong couldn't help but feel a surge of concern. The words he called out to her were a plea for sincerity. He desperately wanted to reach out to (Y/N), to ensure that she wouldn't be led astray or deceived by the Six-Eared Macaque. (Y/N) paused, her form framed by the swirling shadows of the portal. Her eyes met Wukong's, a moment of silent communication passing between them. Without a word, (Y/N) stepped into the portal, disappearing into the shadowy depths alongside the Six-Eared Macaque. The portal closed behind them, leaving Wukong standing alone, he grunted kicking a large rock in frustration.
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Fanfiction"He did this to me..so he would be king." Her back was faced towards him. She was vengeful and hurt allowing the memories to return to her. A man she had once knew, betraying her as if she was nothing. Her world turned red for a mere second.
