Your POV
I walked down the halls as Yuki showed me around. She had told me why I was here. I was made to be used as a weapon. She then opened a door, then stopped. "This is the dungeon. You will feel compelled to carry out the order you were made for, but you will refrain from harming people for now." Yes ma'am" I nodded. We walked through a hallway lined with cells containing prisoners.
After making it through a hallway, we got to a room containing a beautifully crafted sword. It had a sharp blade and it kinda looked like an elongated rescue knife. "This is the Akenshi sword. The only sword capable of killing Angels and demons." She told me, noticing me staring at the sword. She suddenly handed me the sword and had me follow her to a cell. In it lay Joby. I growled, and she chuckled.
She opened the cell and let me in... I knew what I had to do...
Gore warning. Look for the A-ok symbol below if your not ok with that stuff :P
I slowly made my way over to her. She looked up and slid backwards. I started her down before I raised the sword. All noise was drowned out as I slid the sword across Joby's chest. Her face was stained with shock and pain. However, this made me feel... happy. She was after my Hovernyan...... she deserves this. I watched as she crumpled onto the floor. At that moment, something snapped. I repeatedly sliced at her while laughing maniacally. She was staring at me, eyes wide. As I stood there, I faintly heard, "I'm sorry, Nova..." She then lay there on the floor, unmoving...
Yuki chuckled
ITS OK NOW PEEPS!!!
Yuki's POV
This is going to be fun... When hovernyan comes to rescue (Y/N), I'll make sure he never knew what hit him...
;-; ok thats...
Yuki- AUTHORRRRRRRRRRR
Me- NUUUUUUUUUUUU *Runs away*
Yuki- *chases with Akenshi sword*
Bye, my Pokétrainers!
YOU ARE READING
Hovernyan x reader <<DISCONTINUED>>
FanfictionI'm sorry, but I have school, and tbh I kinda slipped away from the yo kai watch fandom. However, I'm keeping this book up so you can still read it, just know that there wont be any updates.
