Our Destined War

Our story

The one-shot takes place in the future of their relationship between the Black wolves leader, Alastor and the Red foxes leader, Selia.

I was roaming around the empty hallway after classes had ended and just as I turned to the corner, I bumped into something...

I run my hand through my hair, and then reached out my hand and took a look at who I bumped to, "Sorry, let me help you-", I said before pausing. Selia Carlton, the leader of the Red foxes, my enemy.

"Oww", she mumbled as she scratched her head. "You-", she yelled before looking up. "Alastor Mayson?" she whispered.
"Well well well, who do we have here", I said with a smirk. A "tsk" escaped from her mouth. I stared at her momentarily before helping her up. "Ugh, I thought wolves had sharp eyes", she said as she brushed up her clothes making herself look proper again. "Hmm, and I thought foxes knew how to keep their composure", I replied. She was taken aback with my comment and at loss for words. I broke the ice, "I didn't think I would see my sworn enemy here", I said while I slowly drew out my sword.

She stepped back with a surprised look on her face, staring at the sword on my hand, "Are you threatening me?", she asked her curiosity piqued. I pull myself into a fighting stance, "More like inviting you for a spar".

Narrowing her eyes, Selia Carlton smirks slightly and readies herself in a fighting stance as well. "Alright then, let's see how well you handle a real challenge", she said.
"Of course Selia", I replied, as I started dashing towards her and striked with my sword.

With a swift movement, Selia Carlton steps to the side, avoiding the strike and lashes out at my side, her arm extended in a quick jab. She smirks as she waits for my reaction.
Shocked at her movements, I quickly turn to block her attack with my sword. Impressed by my reaction time, Selia smirks and continues her assault, this time aiming for my left flank. She moves swiftly, hoping to catch me off guard. I jump and backflip away from her attack and keeps distance from her.
Watching my movements carefully, Selia nods in approval before suddenly disappearing from sight. In her place, a small blur of motion that's quickly followed by a flash of white. She reappears behind me and attempts to push me over with a strong shove. Predicting her movements, I stepped further and turned around to take her weapon in my hand, and my other arms wraps around her waist, holding her close to me, I stare into her beautiful eyes.

Her eyes widen, Selia stares back at me intently. Her face softens slightly as she feels my warmth and breath on her skin. She slowly raises a hand to gently touch my cheek.
I drop her weapon and tuck the stray strand of her hair behind her ear carefully. Her eyes flutter closed slightly as she feels my touch. A soft sigh escapes her lips when I tuck the hair behind her ear. She leans into my touch, her body seeming to melt against mines. I slowly start leaning closer towards her. Selia's heart races as she feels my body pressing closer to hers. Her breath hitches slightly, and she bites her lower lip nervously. Just as I was about to go any further, I see a sword aimed towards me come from a flying distance.

Watching me closely, Selia sees the sword coming and instinctively knows what to do. With a graceful movement of her hand, she deflects the sword effortlessly, sending it flying away from both of us. "Seems like you got quite the Knight", I say still amazed at her reflex skills.

She smiles warmly at me, lightly placing her hand on my chest, her eyes twinkling with mischief, "Well, Alastor, leader of the Black Wolves. It seems like we're more alike than enemies". In that moment, it felt like the time of the world slowed down, I could still hear her Knight Ezriel but in slow-mo, yet I still wanted to continue my conversation with her.
"I think the same Selia, I have taken a liking to you", I nodded.

Her cheeks flush slightly as she feels my hand on her waist, but she doesn't pull away. She looks up at me with those pretty eyes of hers and smiles softly. "You're very sweet, Alastor, and honest too. I like that about you".