Zene Oneshots

Relic Wielder

Gene glared at the traitorous Shadow Knight before him, his red sword drawn from the black leather sheath clipped to his belt. He narrowed his teal blue eyes, growling lowly as the smaller struggled in his chain bindings.

"Give it up, Zane." Gene growled lowly, not removing his eyes from the smaller. "You're not breaking those chains."

".... Oh?" Zane questioned, practically laughing as he raised his visible eyebrow. "Funny...."

"How is it funny?" He asked, pressing his blade to Zane's neck. "Answer me!!"

"Heheheheheh....." He laughed darkly, before his eye went ruby red.

Gene's sword melted to a bright red goop on the Nether brick flooring, and a powerful burst of energy sent Gene into the wall. When he managed to turn his head to look at Zane, he wished he hadn't.

Angel wings were sprouted from his back, with a golden shield in one hand. He had the horns and tail of a Demon Warlock, and bright red symbols were glowing on his body. His chest area glowed for a moment, before Relics and Fragments circled around him. Irene's Relic, Shad's Relic, Esmund's Relic, Enki's Relic, Menphia's Relic, Kul'zak's Relic, Zodiac's Relic, Shad's Fragment, the Magicks Crystal, and many, many more powerful items.

"Z-Zane....!?" Gene gasped, shielding his eyes as the Relics and Fragments absorbed into Zane once more. "What are you....!?"

"I am the Relic Wielder." Zane answered him in a much darker, evil, hateful, and corrupted voice. "You will serve me, or die to my hands."

"I could never serve someone like you...!!" He growled, still in pain from the blast that sent him into the wall.

"You are weak." He noted, lowering to the ground and kneeling beside him. "You need to be healed.."

"W-What...?" He asked, about to cry from pain. "One second ago, you were threatening to kill me.... now you're offering to heal me...?"

"I never said I would heal you." Zane corrected, giving him a glare. "But I do need all my warriors in good condition..."

Gene opened his mouth to speak, but decided against it as Zane unstrapped his armor chest plate, setting it on the floor beside him. He pulled up his shirt, and placed his hands on one of Gene's wounds. He closed his eyes, before the wound healed, completely brought back together, and not even a scar was left.

"... H-How....?" Gene asked, but felt Zane's hand over his mouth.

"Silence, my warrior...." Zane hushed, opening his eyes halfway. "You need to rest..."

"Where..... where is Lord Shad....?" He asked carefully, keeping his eyes on the hands of Zane.

"...... Shad is alive." He replied just as carefully, seeming to hiss a bit at his name.

"Is he well?" He questioned, before gulping a bit at the loud snarl.

"Well.... he's alive." He answered in a much calmer voice, one that reminded Gene of his encounter with Lady Irene, otherwise known as Lady Aphmau.

Gene thought for a moment, before his gaze went to Zane's chest, where there was a bright red symbol. He seemed to remember something, but he couldn't quite remember it at the same time.

"If I become a warrior for you, will I be able to survive?" Gene asked, taking his mind off the memory.

"Yes." Zane replied, running his thumb over Gene's cheek.

"...... I'll do it.." He sighed, feeling terrible for betraying Shad, but grateful that he would survive.

Zane seemed to smile under his mask, before he pulled it down, revealing that very smile. He grabbed onto Gene's face, before leaning in. Gene found himself surprised, but he also felt curious as to how the raven haired male's lips would taste. They leaned in towards each other, before their lips connected.

Power surged through Gene's body, his fingers tingling and his head spinning. Zane's lips felt softer than anything Gene had felt before, with a distinct taste of.... cupcakes?

Zane pulled away before Gene could lick his bottom lip, his eyes filled with sparkles.

"There.... now you are one of my warriors. What do you think?" Zane asked, his gaze trailing over Gene's body.

Gene looked down, to see similar red markings on his body, along with a new set of armor. Instead of the straps being black, the chest plate, helmet, leggings, and boots were black. The straps on the armor were purple, almost the same purple as what he had seen when a Wyvern by the name of Ungrth saved Laurance from the Nether. He looked over his shoulder, to see a pair of black Demon wings sprouted from his back.

"I.... I....." Gene didn't know what to say, for he was taken aback on how quickly he had changed.

"It's one of the ways I can change someone into one of my warriors..." Zane purred, pleased by Gene's astonishment.

"YOU ONLY GET TO KISS ME!!!" He screamed, before realizing he had just screamed at his new lord for no good reason.

"My.... I see you're a bit.... territorial.... eh?" He seemed to chuckle, before leaning in close to his face. "Well.... I'm perfectly fine with that~."

Gene felt himself blush, before smirking and kissing Zane again. He forcefully grabbed his waist, digging his claws into the soft and pale skin, drawing some of his darkened red blood. Zane wrapped his arms around Gene's neck, blushing as well. Their eyes were closed, as they passionately had their make-out session.

Gene pulled away, holding Zane's chin. "Shall we begin, my Lord~?"

"Don't you even think about dirty fantasies that involve me." Zane hissed, pushing Gene and levitating towards the door.

"Y-Yes my Lord...." He sighed, mentally smacking himself across the face.

".................. Yet~." He giggled mischievously, which made the other male turn deep red.