Anubico Oneshots based on prompts

Were-jackal?

Prompt: Now I kinda want to see a were-jackal (?) Anubis be all possessive with Nico, 'cuz wow! (It could also be looked at as a soulmate AU, where he sees Nico and instantly his inner animal is all "MINE!" Just suggesting...

In the beginning, he hadn't thought much of it, being a were-jackal that is.

Yes, it was a family legacy. Yes, he was able to take the form of a jackal. He was just like the other members of his family, except for the fact that he turned in to a black jackal, not a grey one like the others.

His father, Set, had looked at him with suspicion when he first shifted. Nepthys had later told him that black jackals had in ancient times been viewed as a bad omen, much like a signal of coming death. But, she continued, that was a long time ago and Set was only a bit paranoid concerning the matter. His siblings, or cousins as they were, never commented on it (aside from Horus, who made fun of him for it, at which Anubis ignored him for days on end), so he thought nothing of it.

Growing up, he'd wondered about one thing in particular, namely mates.

What were mates? Nepthys said it was like a soulmate that your animal side chose. When would he get a soulmate? That wasn't certain, she answered. But he would most likely find his, all his other family members had found one. But- how... How would he know if he met them? That, Nepthys said with a smile, he would know when he met them.

And so, Anubis lived his life as any other child and later teenager. At the age of seventeen, he still hadn't met his mate, and he wondered if he ever would. He often observed how happy his family was with their mates - he envied them and felt ashamed when Horus said that he had no mate because he was a black jackal.

After that particular incident, the dark haired teen chose to believe that he needed no mate, that he'd be perfectly fine on his own.

When he finally did meet his mate, it was like he'd run into a brick wall. A brick wall of emotions. He'd been minding his own business, hanging out alone in the library, reading his favourite book. It was at the end of the school day and most of the students had gone home, it being a Friday after all. He was completely alone in the library, until someone rudely interrupted the silence.

The door to the library was opened and someone went through it, it seemed like more than one person - Anubis didn't bother to check. However, he started listening as someone spoke up two aisles away from him. The voice was hushed but loud enough for him to hear.

"Pay up, faggot." Anubis looked away from the book, listening.

Another voice followed, "I won't pay you anything." The voice was dark and calm, it sent shivers down the were-jackal's spine. He perked up in his seat and focused his hearing.

"The fuck?! You will pay. All faggots have to pay, right boys?" Someone else snickered. So there were more than two people. "Y' hear that? Everybody knows that faggots have to give straights money, that way they won't go to hell." A pause. "Oh, well, you've got such a black soul that you'll be sent to hell either way.

The dark voice chuckled, "David, we all know you're nothing without your 'friends' as you call them. Why don't you pick on somebody your own size, or age, for that matter."

"You fucking prick!" David, presumably, said. There was a thud and a pained groan. That sound made Anubis drop his book and all but run towards the commotion. When he rounded the corner, he spotted three people standing above a boy on the floor. The bullies glanced over at him, but Anubis only looked at the boy.

He was swiping a thumb across a split lip and his eyes flicked up to lock with Anubis'. At that very moment, it felt like the jackal inside him ripped put his heart. It beat erratically and it felt like his mind had stopped working. The boy stared at him and Anubis just knew. This was his mate. Then another thought.

Mine.

He was vaguely aware of one of the bullies asking him something. He didn't listen. The boy on the floor still stared at him and then licked the blood of his finger.

Blood. Someone had hurt what was his.

The bullies had turned away from him and was about to grab his mate. Anubis growled and gripped the guy's hand, crushing his fingers in an iron grip.

"Don't touch him," he snarled, squeezing the boy's digits. The bully whimpered and tried to pull his hand away, only for Anubis to hold on tighter.

"Say you're sorry," the were-jackal said.

"Wh- what?"

"Say. You're. Sorry."

The boy gasped in pain, "I- I'm sorry..."

"Not to me, to him," Anubis sneered, cocking his head towards his mate.

The bully turned his head and looked down at the boy on the ground, "I'm sorry." The boy scoffed and didn't reply.

Anubis felt satisfied, "Now scram." He let go of the boy's hand and the three bullies quickly scurried off. Anubis sighed and turned to his mate. He reached out and the boy took his hand, letting himself be helped up.

"Are you okay?" Anubis asked, his voice filled with worry.

The boy nodded and stared at the jackal, "Are you aware that your eyes are glowing yellow?"

Anubis blinked and made his eyes go back to normal, "You don't seem all that shocked."

The boy laughed, and oh, was that sound delightful, "Some of my friends' parents are werewolves."

"Oh..."

The boy scratched his cheek, "Thank you for that, but I could've handled them."

"I'm sure you could, I just couldn't stand not doing anything."

His mate smiled at that, "I bet I'd to the same thing. I'm Nico, by the way." He lifted his hand.

Anubis swallowed and took Nico's hand, the skin soft against his own, "I'm Anubis."

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Whoop! New chapter :D

I've been sick for a week now, and I'm still sick at this moment :) That means that uploads are going to take a little while longer than usual, but no matter, the'll all come up eventually :D

I'm hoping to also write a little on Nico's Dark Task, because I seem to kind of forget that fic from time to time... I'm working on it ;3