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Neteyam X Reader- Angst

Warnings: Mentions of death, Majority of this is angst with a sprinkle of fluff only✨. So read on your terms. Anyways enjoy!
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He had never liked the future awaiting him. From his childhood, he knew exactly what was expected of him in the near future : three simple things.

Become Olo'eyktan, lead the village– these, he had come to terms with. As long as it made his family happy, he was also happy to go along with it.

The third and final however, warranted quite the opposite reaction from him. Finding a mate.

It was not in his interests to settle down and build a family. Since, he had basically sworn his life to serving as a warrior in his village. He often felt as though it was his whole life, his only identity. A sad identity, at that.

On that fateful night he stood guard, not far out the village. Although his body wanted to plunge into a deep slumber, he stayed put unwilling to let it overcome him.

He adjusted his given rifle, the cold metal brushed up against his chest. His hands firmly held the gun and his finger hovered over the trigger, instinctively.

Tense shoulders slightly bobbing up and down, following his breathing pace. He rolled them backwards, neck tilting to the right to relieve the ever-growing tension.

The dark forest was unusually silent– too silent, the exact words he had previously radioed over to his father. His concerns were brushed over by Jake, who accused him of lying to abandon his post.

Even the animals within a radius could not be heard. Not. One. Sound.

Suddenly, a rustling of leaves alerted him. He charged into the appropriate stance and aimed his gun at the bush. With squinted focused eyes, his heart beat picked up its pace.

His face frowned as a drop of sweat was pulled by gravity. It slid in between his eyebrows and kept going. Seconds passed, until, the source sprung out of the foliage in one swift movement.

An arrowdeer– a harmless arrowdeer. A sigh of relief left his lips and he eased up, braids swaying about when he retracted from the stance.

The animal's glossy orbs stared him down and he stared back. With his upper lip curled in annoyance from the false alarm. Strangely enough he thought it was mocking him, but his thoughts were rationalized upon thinking of how exhausted he was.

It blinked and slowly turned its head to the forestry, before trotting away. He had to admit– he was slowly succumbing to the nerves. Whether it was the deafening silence or the humans threatening to ambush at any moment. It was making him skittish.

His lips pursed and his chest rose up and down in slow deep breaths. A calming exercise to convince himself that nothing bad would come of tonight.

What he didn't know, was that in the same moment his fellow warriors lay unconscious on the ground. All with fresh wounds of impact on the back of their heads.

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You silently treaded closer behind the guard. At once, the barrel of your gun struck his head. You moved quickly to catch him and prevent him from hitting the floor. This was the last of them– the twelve guards positioned around the village.

You got out of your crouch, after lowering him to the ground. Inspecting your good work, you saw his braids splayed out around his head.

You breathed in a shallow pace with your arms by your sides. Unfortunately, the gun accidentally touched your black cargo pants. This action left a trace of blood behind. 'Bummer' You thought to yourself. You actually liked these pants.