The White Flame [One piece x Reader x Oc]

[Chapter 7] Intruder

F/n stood on her porch, gazing into the dark woods as light rain fell, casting eerie shadows.

The crew's distant snores filled the night air, contrasting with the forest's tranquility.

F/n's eyes remained fixed on the darkness, her thoughts lost in the silence.

F/n's gaze snapped to a disturbance in the woods. She rose, her senses heightened, and approached the source with caution, ready to defend herself.

As she parted the branches, a majestic white wolf emerged, its size breathtaking, almost as tall as the trees.

Its fur shone like moonlight, and its piercing eyes locked onto F/n. For a tense moment, they stood frozen, sizing each other up.

The wolf's massive paws barely made a sound on the damp earth, its presence both awe-inspiring and intimidating.

White Fang emerged from the darkness, his piercing gaze fixed on F/n. That accursed wolf knew she had vulnerable guests, and he aimed to exploit it.

Their long-standing feud had become a cycle of death and resurrection. Every week, White Fang revived, stronger and more relentless.

F/n recalled the countless battles, the wolf's unyielding resilience, and the toll it took on her.

"Damn you, White Fang," F/n muttered, bracing herself.

With a snarl, White Fang charged. F/n dodged his initial assault, avoiding razor-sharp claws.

She countered with swift flames, but White Fang's thick fur deflected the attack.

The wolf's massive paws pounded the ground, sending shockwaves through the earth.

F/n leapt onto a nearby tree, using its trunk as cover.

White Fang crashed into the tree, splintering branches.

F/n sprang from the tree, unleashing a flurry of punches.

Each blow landed with precision, but White Fang absorbed the impact.

His retaliation sent F/n flying across the clearing.

She rolled to her feet, eyes locked on the wolf.

Protecting her home and unwanted guests had become an unspoken priority.

All she had to do was ensure White Fang didn't crush her house and the people in it.

'Shit, I shouldn't care if they die or not... yet here I am.'
[F/n's POV]

White Fang hurtled towards me, his massive body a blur. I steeled myself, knowing evasion was impossible, one misstep would put my home and unwanted guests at risk.

As he slammed his head into me, I grasped his skull, fingers digging deep into his fur. My feet rooted into the earth, resisting the force.

We strained against each other, veins bulging, muscles trembling. I gritted my teeth, growling with exertion.

White Fang's hot breath washed over me, his jaws snapping wildly.

Suddenly, he sprang back, assuming a hunting stance. His eyes locked onto mine, burning with feral intensity.

He began to circle, pacing like a predator. Then, in a flash, he burst into a sprint.

Leaping high, White Fang sailed over my head, aiming to land on my roof. I reacted instinctively, flying upward to intercept.

With a fierce cry, I slammed White Fang down, our bodies crashing to the ground. The impact shook the earth.

We rolled, wrestling fiercely, snarls and growls filling the air.

As we finally separated, White Fang's eyes blazed with fury.

His chest heaved, fur standing on end.

White Fang growled his eyes never leaving mine. The air was electric with tension.

Suddenly, his haunting howl pierced the night, echoing through the forest.

Seconds later, a diverse pack of wolves emerged from the shadows, encircling me.

Gray, brown, and black wolves, each with unique scars and markings, formed a snarling, snapping ring.

I stood firm, flames dancing across my back as my white blaze ignited.

The fire crackled, casting flickering shadows on the trees.

With a deep breath, I adopted a battle-ready stance.

White Fang, now at the pack's center, let out a commanding growl.

The wolves charged, a chaotic tide of teeth and claws.

I spun, flames sweeping around me, deflecting snapping jaws.

A gray wolf lunged; I countered with a blazing uppercut.

A black wolf pounced; I sidestepped, sending it tumbling.

The pack's relentless assault pushed me back.

White Fang reappeared, his jaws wide open.

I met him with a fiery punch, but he shrugged it off.

Our clash ignited the surrounding trees.

Flames danced, casting an eerie glow.

The battle raged, wolf cries and crackling fire filling the night.

I fought on, determination burning brighter than my flames.

The outcome hung in the balance, as the forest became our battleground.

As sunrise broke, I lay on my back, drenched in the blood of White Fang's defeated pack. The lifeless bodies scattered around us.

My legs wrapped tightly around White Fang's furry form, arms locked around his neck, poised to deliver the fatal snap.

Suddenly, Nami's ear-piercing scream shattered the morning calm.

I turned to see her stumbling backward, face contorted in horror.

The rest of the crew rushed out, roused by Nami's cry, their faces mirroring her shock.

Their gazes shifted from the carnage to me, covered in blood, straddling White Fang.

My focus wavered, and White Fang seized the opportunity.

He broke free, charging toward the stunned crew.

They stood frozen, struggling to process the gruesome scene.

I sprinted toward them, forsaking my flames for speed.

White Fang targeted Nami, sensing her vulnerability.

I reached her just in time, shielding her with my body. White Fang's razor-sharp claws tore into my back, slicing through flesh and muscle.

I grunted, agony coursing through me, but I refused to release Nami.

Together, we were hurled through the air, crashing into trees.

The wooden trunks splintered, snapping in half beneath our impact.

We tumbled to the ground, rolling through the muddy underbrush.

Branches and leaves tangled around us, scraping against my exposed wounds.

My vision blurred, pain overwhelming my senses.

My breathing turned ragged, gasping for air.

Each labored breath intensified the searing agony.

My vision began to darken, but I clung to consciousness.

Nami's terrified screams faded into the background.

My focus narrowed to the excruciating pain on my back. I eventually passed out.