Vanossgaming X Reader - Fairytale Princess

Chapter 23 - Water Temple

You is lucky. I is lucky. My thumbs hurt from writing. More like tapping.

Y/n's POV

As I saw Vanoss and Delirious leave, I pulled on my black assassin gear, taking my battle axe and Shurikens. I also took my dagger secretly in my boot and leapt out the window, laughing all the way down. I landed softly, sprinting after them. I saw Tyler and Mini join them, all laughing and joking around. I got closer to listen to their conversation.

"I don't think someone like that, realistically, exists." Mini laughed. "But they do! They defended us, and I'm sure they'll help again!" Tyler protested. They're talking about me, aren't they?

"Maybe she's following us wherever we go." Delirious giggled. Mini frowned. "Uh huh. And who would they be so obsessed with?" Mini asked. "You." Tyler grinned. Mini's face seemed to flare. I laughed silently, almost stumbling over a tree root. I kicked it, cursing and leaping up to the trees.

"What was that?!" Mini yelped, clinging to Tyler's arm. "Just some racoon or something, let's keep going." Vanoss muttered, as Delirious glanced at me silently.

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Soon, they were infront of a blue temple of sorts, the moonlit ocean water lapping up against the walls. "So... I have to try figuring out the code? What could it be?" Mini mumbled, fiddling with it. I sighed, pulling out a Shuriken and aiming for the lock, throwing it as it snapped the lock straight off. They looked in my direction, but I was already inside. I leapt in while they didn't notice, the only one glancing my way being Delirious.

"And here is the Midnight's Child." Delirious cackled, looking into the woods. "They'll follow if they wanna help, let's go inside." I heard Evan sigh. I looked around, spying a few traps. They were all on the floor, meaning I had to climb on the roof. Not that I minded, they wouldn't spy me.

"So... they're real." Mini breathed. I giggled, as Evan glanced in my general direction. I scurried along the roof, making it to the end. This was too easy. As I thought that, Tyler walked over a trap. I winced as a large spiked ball swung down from the ceiling. I threw the dagger at the chain, seeing it split in half easily. However, Vanoss caught my--.. HIS dagger. He looked me dead in the... well, scarf. I frowned, walking over. "Hey, Owl boy. May I have that back?" I requested, holding my hand out. He placed it in my grip. "Sorry." He muttered, continuing on.

Mini gaped and pointed at me. I giggled, walking over. "Aren't you adorable." I pet his head, having him shiver. "What, you think I'm not real? That's harsh." I playfully pouted, walking along the sides of the room. We were at the next door, that had a lock on it. Delirious stayed silent, grinning sheepishly at me. Tyler just stared into Mini's soul and Evan fiddled with the lock. I sliced it clean in half with the dagger and pressed onward.

I soon hissed, seeing a row of archers and fighters lined up, protecting something. Most likely what the guys were here for.

I roared, swinging my battle axe in for the of us to block the arrows shot at us. I felt a piercing pain in my shoulder, but took the pain and sliced at a few guys. Mini stayed back, being the map person and the lock picking specialist.

I shot a few shurikens at the archers, cutting their necks. A few slumped to the ground, while others toppled backward. The rush of adrenaline was never boring. I stabbed a few fighters with my dagger and cut some people's heads clean off. "I guess that's all of them." Evan panted, seeing nothing else moving.

I saw movement in the corner of my eye, reflexes kicking in quickly. I leapt infront of Evan just in time to be struck in the abdomen with an arrow, hissing as I threw my dagger at the last man standing. He slumped to the ground, bleeding out while I took the dagger out of his chest. I looked over to the guys, Mini trembling in the corner while Tyler comforted him and Delirious running over to me.

"Y/n-- uh, Midnight! Fucking hell, man.." He hissed, spotting the arrows. "I'm fine, we need to get going. E-- Vanoss, grab that artifact. Let's run." I smirked, panting. My head throbbed from the pain, but I tried my best to ignore it. Evan took the golden flower, shoving it in Tyler's arms while he ran over to me. "Shoot, we gotta get rid of these..." He grabbed the arrow in my shoulder, pulling it out carefully. I hissed, feeling light headed. I carefully slid the arrow out of my abdomen and ripped some cloth off my collar and wrapped it around my shoulder as I shrugged the cloak off. Evan stared at my neck as I also wrapped my stomach wound.

"Like what you see?" I grinned. I didn't earn a reaction form him. I looked at my neck, seeing my locket. I cursed, putting the coat back on and leaping out the window. "See ya!" I panicked, sprinting straight home. In a matter of seconds, I was in my room, in a clean night gown and in bed. I was wrapping my stomach wound in proper medical supplies after rinsing it. I had already done my shoulder.

"Y/n!" Evan hissed, knocking on the door. I frowned, making sure the f/c gown covered my stomach and shoulder as I opened the door, faking a yawn. "Yeah?" I said, seeming tired. "I'm worried. Let me see your shoulder." He frowned, reaching for my arm. "Uh, Vanoss, this all a little sudden, don'tcha think? At least request my consent before trying to rip my clothes off." I laughed, biding my time.

"This is not the time!" He hissed, closing the door and locking it. I gulped, running toward the window. He tackled me to the bed before I could jump out, almost straddling me. "U-uh... please be g-gentle~" I stammered, blushing. Evan blinked, blushing as he got off me. My arm and stomach hurt, but I didn't want to say anything. "What're you trying to do, anyway?" I asked.

"You hurt? Nevermind, might as well try and see for myself." He muttered, clawing for my arm. I leaned backward, giggling nervously. He frowned, leaning in more. He tripped, and now he was again, on top of me. We were both a blushing mess, but he didn't get off. He just stared into my e/c eyes, as I lay under him. I had nowhere to escape to.

He growled, as I grabbed his arm. "I'm fine. I swear." I protested, but he didn't buy it. He pinned my arms behind my head. I winced at the pain, but tried my best not to show it. I felt my eyes glass over, but I struggled at my best not to cry.

"... You were hurt, weren't you?" He muttered, placing a hand on my wounded shoulder. I winced, feeling the tears slide down my cheeks. "N-nothing is wrong..." I muttered through pained sobs. "... I'm sorry. Please don't cry." He sighed, placing a hand on my cheek. I looked away, still feeling warm, salty tears trail down my face.

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