Juvia X Reader

Imperial Vs Stormcloak: General Vs Demon

"You are a bold man to come to my castle, sword drawn and demand I follow you here to High Hrothgar." Laughing, Wrath replied. "Oh I'm not man anymore, I am merely the blade directed by the hand of my master, and you are my mission." As they pushed open the doors to the monestary, you sat in plain view. Sword in lap, hatred in your eyes and heart. "Good work Wrath. Show him to the courtyard, everyone else is waiting for us." Grabbing your sword you stood and strapped it to your hip. "Bastard." You muttered, glaring at Tullius as he walked by.

"General Tullius. It is good to see you back in High Hrothgar, now if only it were for more, peaceful purposes." Arngeir spoke calmly, intending to keep this from becoming a heated situation. "Don't lie to me Graybeard. Your only saying this to keep up appearances. The Empire knows you are harboring these traitors." He pointed to you and your friends as you stood to the side. You stepped forward, grabbing his collar. "Have some respect. He has far more power then you. So shut your insolent mouth and let's get started." Shoving him back you stepped back and drew your sword, pointing it at him. "General Tullius. By the ancient rules of the Septim Empire, I challenge you to a one on one battle to the death. Whoever shall win, will decide the fate of this civil war." Drawing his own sword Tullius replied with his own zeal. "I accept your challenge. Divines as my witness this war ends here and now." Arngeir stood between you two, "Before you begin. Both of you. No one shall intervene for either side. Agreed?" You both replied simply. "Yes." Standing aside now he watched as you let Tullius make the first move, testing out his fighting style as he swung. Suddenly you stepped into his personal space and punched him with the pommel of your sword, then punched him with your other hand. "What's wrong? Gonna let someone as young as me kick your ass?" You demanded as he knelt for a moment, his nose bleeding. Silently he stood and took his stance again, and lunged. With no other option you grabbed the blade, cutting your hand badly. Grunting you shoved it away, and kicked him back. "Damn." Shaking your hand you watched blood stain the snow crimson. Licking it to try and slow the bleeding you suddenly saw movement to your left. Looking at it you saw an Imperial Archer crouched down and drawing his bow. "Didn't tell your solider to stay out of it?" You demanded and pointed at him. "He isnt aiming at you." Suddenly he shot his arrow, aimed right at the closest target, Juvia. Growling you threw your sword, knocking it out of the air. Charging up you tackled him, and started to punch him. "Don't you touch her you son of a bitch!" Your knuckles bloodied as his face yielded to his assault. You didn't hear Tullius come up behind you until his sword ran you through.