Yukio Okumura X Reader OS

Demons 3

              "Running again, are we?" A voice not of her own, or any of the boys she had met, had spoken. It sent chills down her spine .She knew who the owner was, and feared him to her very core. It was him. "I see that you've met my...sons..." It spoke, rather carefully choosing his last word, one might add. "Aren't they the most peculiar ones?"

              She thought to talk back, saying that one had already threatened her life... and the other was, okay, she guessed. Was he expecting her to give him some carefully thought-out report over the characteristics his sons had shown? That one was a bit perverted, but that was to be expected, and the other was headstrong and hated her? She didn't know whether or not to say, so she thought it best to keep the information to herself. "Yes... they are rather unique." 

              A curt and subtle reply seemed to satisfy his curiosity, which was odd. She had expected him to peg her for more information, which he could not have gotten himself it seems. She could sense that the ultimate demon was smiling, and she hated it. How dare he smile in her presence! The one who ruins lives and tempts others... How dare he be happy. 

              The Naedi wanted to scream out in injustice, but she knew her words would be wasted on deaf ears and uncaring gazes. "Now... If you'll excuse me, I must take leave." She spoke as little as possible while still getting her point across. She didn't like his presence, and she wanted to leave. 

              One step forward, and it called out to her, "See you later then." 

              She disliked his word choice. She disliked even more that she would be 'seeing' him later. The thought of meeting the disgusting being was enough to make one puke. However, food was scarce in her predicament, and she did not want to waste any substanance that was in her stomach.

              Despite her distaste, she walked on, traversing the forest and taking in the 'scenery'. Some part of her wanted to meet it's sons again. Maybe they could help her... somehow. However, as the one with the gun had treated her, she highly doubted that any situation in which she'd recieve 'help' was out of the question. But, the other one seemed to not resent her, so maybe... No, there was no way she could trust them. It was out of the question. 
              
              "eins zwei drei!" A voice called out, and with that, she was locked in oblivion.