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Valkyries POV:
It has been a week since the day I met the strange Lyuno, ever since then however, I have had a creepy shadow tailing me behind various objects that are most definitely NOT good things to hide behind. I mean, like right now, she is hiding behind a large lamp post but the lamp post is not nearly wide enough. The awkward thing is she has no idea that I know that she is there. The look of concentration etched into her appearance is enough to make anyone lead her on to enjoy the look more and more. Creepy, yes, am I going to stop?, No.
"The only reason I have not moved onto the next floor yet is because nobody wants to help take down the floor boss!" A loud, obnoxious voice says from a small looking store in the alleyway.
"Ah, here's Tiffany's store" I murmur to myself, opening the door to be met with a huge colored man and my worst fr-enemy, Kirito.
"I...must have the wrong place" I murmur to myself seeing the two in an obvious argument, turning round to leave but ending up bumping into Lyuno, falling onto my butt with a sigh of irritation.
The look on Kirito's and Tiffany's face is enough to make even me tilt my head in curiosity. So what if the fox eared girl is standing in your doorway, its not that unusual right? When Kirito notices me his face lights up in delight, causing me to cringe internally, his smile makes me want to slap his oblivious face.
"Valkyrie, finally someone that will be able to help me beat a floor boss!" he states, smiling down at me. I swear to god he is going to get slapped.
"Why should I help-" I start only to be cut off by a hyper energetic voice.
"Of course she will help you, she is always helping people!" Lyuno yells happily, jumping from side to side. Geez you don't even know me and now you rope me into things. The pleading look on her face as she looks down at me, however, forces me not to argue with her. Am I turning soft?
"Fine then, I will frigging help you, but only because Lyuno looks so happy" I murmur the last part quietly, getting to my feet and sending a party request to Kirito, stretching my arms out, remembering why I came here in the first place.
"Shop keeper, give me my parcel I had delivered here, names Valkyrie" I gesture to the colored man, making a gimme gesture.
He starts muttering profanities about women and how they have no respect, referencing an Asuna girl, coming back shortly with a parcel. He hands it to me and i bow politely, abruptly turning around and dragging Kirito out with me, Lyuno following like an obedient house pet. Wow the thoughts im having are not PG ~_~.
"Hey, Valkyrie, why the hell are you dragging me but not the freaky fox girl" Kirito yells out in surprise, I spot the hurt look on Lyuno's face and I cant help the actions i take next.
Without saying a word I spin around, boot Kirito in his kneecap and watch him fall to his knees, spinning around and kicking him in his face. I unsheathe my sword and place it right above his unmentionable, grinning like a yandere phycopath as my sword slowly makes its way down to cut his manhood away. The girlish yelp of surprise that escapes his lips is priceless. I decide to spare his imaginary girlfriend the pain of not having children by instead cutting his leg off, getting to my feet and throwing an evil glare down at him, shoving my sword in his mouth.
"No talking just listening you little shit. I know your this obnoxious little asswipe that nobody likes and will most likely never find somebody that actually cares for you, but if you insult such an innocent and adorable little creature like her one more time I swear to god I will make that near to impossible chance of you ever having children a definite fucking zero, do you understand, no words just nod" I growl down at him, a look of pure hatred etched into my face.
YOU ARE READING
Sword Art Online: Rose.
FantasyA new twist to the Sword Art Online series! Follow Valkyrie Rose the lone wolf beta tester who travels alone and attempts to beat the death game. But what happens if she makes a few friends along the way? How will the most un-social gamer feel about...