Multifandom Oneshots-Read Desc

Feathers-Shen x Reader (Pt 1)

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Ya'll have gotta hear me out.

Anyways here's another multifandom one shot but I swear I have another FNaF one in the makes rn 👉👉

You ventured up the cascading tower, one level at a time. It was night. You had learned to blend into the shadows quite easily to slip past the wolves' sight. Gongmen city was huge, and despite the astonishing number of wolves under Shen's command, they were too spread out to be guarding the tower that heavily tonight. Po and the others did deserve some credit , though, for leading the majority away from the tower. You sunk your claws into the final level's rooftop and pulled yourself up. You landed on the ceiling, once again using your claws to keep yourself attached. You saw the peacock's white head dip just over the ceiling in your view. There was a layer of...something, rather fragile, blocking you from his vision but not the other way around. You saw him turn around, walk away, and you heard a door close. Keeping one claw on the ceiling, you flipped over so you could study the room rightside up. As suspected, it was empty. You kicked open the fragile material and silently landed on the floor. Still empty. You ventured a bit further. Could Shen have been just that cocky enough to have no guards up in his own room? Or was this a trap?
Click.
The timing was poetic.
The wooden tile beneath your foot sunk down and something clunked against your head, knocking you to the floor. It wasn't enough to knock you out, though. You stood up, but being thrown off balance, you couldn't move fast enough before a chain was flung around your neck and you were thrown against the wall. You wheezed and grappled with the chain for air.
Shen slowly stepped back inside the room. The clink of his dangerous claws rung in your ears. Spots dotted your vision, but he came close enough, just close enough. For you to see his calculating gaze. You processed how close he was and grappled with the chain one more time, throwing a kick at the peacock.
"Wrong choice," he hissed, grabbing your ankle with his claw and twisting it. Crack.
"AAAHH--" his wing came up to muffle the yelling in case any of your allies were nearby. You finally blacked out from the lack of air and he let you be.

You woke up again still in the room, but with your hands chained behind your back and your muzzle chained closed as well. There were no bonds on your feet. It was no matter, anyway, as Shen knew you couldn't get much further than he or his wolves with only one foot. There was a wolf next to him. The ringing in your ears blurred out as Shen shooed the wolf away.
"Pathetic little thing, you are," he spat. "To think I'd make things that easy for you?" He took some humor into this, laughing now. You growled. He stalked closer. "Your friends are hiding somewhere in this city, and I think you know where. So, little kitten, you're going to tell me?" With one swift motion, he sliced off the chain around your muzzle.
"I'm not a--"
"Do I look like I care what species you are? Tell me where to find the panda." You stayed silent. "Tsk. Typical." He reached for your muzzle again and you bit at his wing, only for him to whip out a blade from underneath and slash JUST underneath your left eye. You froze as blood trickled down your cheek. "The only reason you are still alive, aside from information, is that I find your beauty and stupidity very intriguing." The insane look in his eyes returned as he cocked his head to the side and studied you. "You are quite the specimen, aren't you?" He said in a low tone as his eyelids dipped down.
"Ew," you muttered.
"What was that?" Shen spat. "If you want to speak up, now is the time."
"EW. AS IN GROSS. I don't need an old bird capable of genocide telling me I'm 'quite the specimen'."
He gripped your neck with a claw. "OH, BUT I AM CAPABLE OF SO MANY OTHER THINGS..." He dug his claws into your neck to the point that he drew blood. His eyes told you--do you really want to find out?
"....No. No, I don't want to find out what..."
"I don't think you mean it." He said quickly, dismissively. "I think you need a bit of discipline is all." Your eyes widened. There were a million ways to interpret that, and you thought up the wrong one.
He threw you across the room and you slammed onto the wall. You finally realized this wasn't his room anymore, it was a guest room. But it was filled with all kinds of weapons and torture devices. You ducked out of the way as Shen threw a few of his knives at you. You squirmed out of the way likes fish on land, hoping to find cover. Shen slowly, mockingly, walked towards you. Shen picked up a sword and twirled it around, once again in a mocking fashion, and aimed it towards your good leg. You got on your good foot and pushed yourself to your left, taking cover behind the guest bed. The sword hit the ground. Shen pulled it up with a grunt and smiled a wicked, insane smile. He was enjoying this already. You definitely were not, being completely defenseless like this. You were cornered between the bed and two walls, so you hopped onto your foot again and jumped up as soon as Shen shot the sword at the wall. Where your heart would have been if you had not jumped. You landed on the cushion, still weakened, but from what? You rolled onto your back and Shen pounced onto you, his claw digging into the same fresh spot in your neck. You howled in pain. And he seemed to like it.
"Ah, yes, that's more I like it," he turned you over onto your stomach and held you down, just a tad gentler, by your back. His neck craned down next to your ear. "Bad choices, indeed. Tsk, tsk. Personally, I would have gone through the window, but seeing that you can't fly, I understand why you would want to go on the bed. Most definitely." Was this guy genuine or still calling you stupid...?...felt like a little bit of both. Wow. You felt something hard against your neck, followed by a flicker of something wet. You could see the feathers on lord Shen's head not too far from your own.
"AARRGGHHH--" you growled. You were pissed. You were tired. You were not going to let this bastard take advantage of you tonight, at the very least. You thrashed and kicked the peacock, but not after reaching back and trying to bite his head off. I'm doing so, he easily slammed your head against the bed head with the grip his claw had in your back. You were sure you could come back after the first hit. But then he did it again, and you were out like a light.