Tales of Vesperia one-shots

Knife to Meet You

Alrighty then, seeing as I'm giving you awesome wattpaders a chance to read my ff.net stories, we'll start off with my most common lot and get in with a tales of vesperia one-shot! We'll start from earliest to latest, so sorry about how awkward they are to begin with.

Also, some have sequels or add ons, but I'll say at the start if it's one of them.

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Knife to Meet You (Rated T for blood and violence)

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The clash of metal on metal rang out along the streets, lost in the silence of the alleys and the darkness of night. It was too late for anyone to be awake, and the fighters knew that. It was why the attackers had chosen this time.

Yuri gritted his teeth, blocking a sword, ducking under another and leaping back as an axe slammed into the place he had been standing a second before. He was definitely outmatched, seven men attacking him together and another five waiting in the wings. Repede lay against the wall, injured and unable to fight, but Yuri was glad. It wasn't a fight they could win, and he didn't want to risk Repede in it.

More swords came hammering at him, and he barely managed to block as he pushed them away, panting heavily. He couldn't keep this up much longer...if only...

His enemies took his momentary lapse in concentration as an advantage, one of them breaking through Yuri's guard. Yuri barely had time to gasp before the sword slammed through his side and into the wall behind him, pinning him there.

He stood there for a moment, face screwed up in pain. The men sensed their advantage and continued attacking. Yuri managed to block a few, then one batted away his sword as another flew at him, this time into his shoulder, joining the other in the wall. Yuri gave a pained yell, sweat running down his brow. His sword slid from his grasp, hitting the floor with a dull clang.

"Finish it," the guild's leader ordered, and the men grinned before bringing their swords forward.

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Flynn had been walking down to Yuri's room, deciding to be the one to give his friend a surprise visit, when he heard fighting. Frowning, he hurried towards the noise, glad he'd decided to bring his sword along. 

He heard whoever it was give a yell, and felt his heart skip a beat. That sounded like...

Rounding the corner, he saw the men leap at Yuri, who was pinned against the wall. A moment later he was there, standing in front of Yuri and protecting him from any further attacks.

The men stumbled back, surprised at the sudden entrance of the blond.

"And what do you think you're doing?" Flynn growled, eyes glittering dangerously. The men hesitated, looking towards their leader.

The man eyed him, and Flynn recognized him as a guild leader. The guild itself had a reputation for getting the job of assassins, murdering their victims without fail. 

'What have you gotten yourself into this time, Yuri?' he thought to himself as he clutched his sword tighter.

The leader gazed at him a moment longer, then looked away. "Kill him," he replied, giving a wave of his hand. The men gave vicious grins, looking back at Flynn and Yuri, then surged forward. Flynn was taken aback by their ferociousness, and struggled to hold them back.

'How did Yuri last so long against these guys?!' he cried in his mind, blocking one, then two, then three, four, five...He could barely keep up, only just managing to keep them off Yuri even as they forced him to back up towards his best friend.