Virus Corruption (A BFB Fanfic) (DISCONTINUED)

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(Nobody's POV)

The growling got gradually louder as a figure stepped out of the shadows. Snow had fallen the day before. The snow crunched under it's feet as it was a blue four. His hands had claws that looked razor sharp.

"F-four?!" Bottle studdered.

Four's blue was a purple-redish color from the blood stains. His eyes sparked with anger as he screeched louder than he ever could.

Bottle covered her 'ears', but that didn't change anything. She started to crack a bit, then her glass cracked more.

Bottle knew she was going to die.

The bushes rustled as a black and grey fox bursts from the bushes. It had a scull on her head and the buckled flag on her back. Her blood red eyes shown brightly, but she seemed very calm about this situation.

Four stopped screeching and looked over his shoulder. The fox gave him a stare he would never forget. Four gasped as pain surged through his body. He then fell down and twitched many of times.

The fox towered over four with her calmed look still in place. Four twitched a couple of times and went limp.

Bottle stepped back, but stopped once the same stump from earlier met her back. She looked back and seen the mini fox statue once more. The statue was exactly like the black fox in front of her.

At this point she was speechless as she looked at the Fox's paws. Bottle didn't dare look into the Fox's eyes until it spoke up.

"Don't fear me, bottle. I can control my powers well enough." the Fox's voice soothed bottle... Strange.

The fox dipped her head to welcome bottle. "My name is Darkclaw-" Darkclaw got cut off as bottle screamed in horror.

"Darkclaw?! How in the actual hell?!" she shrieked. Darkclaw tilted her head, confused why she was acting this way. A thought finally snapped into Darkclaw's head. She chuckled.

"No, I'm not that oversized rat. The only useful thing she can do is cut trees down."

Bottle settled down a bit, but she still didn't trust Darkclaw. "H-how do you know me and how do I know you're not lying?" bottle snapped.

As Darkclaw was going to explain, an arctic wolf with golden, spiky armor emerged from the bushes. Her tan and creamed colored fur was smooth and shiny. She looked up to see bottle, trying to hold back a snarl.

"Lika, it's best you don't scare off objects like that." Darkclaw calmly stated.

"Why should I trust objects? They are only useful for our food source!" Lika spat. "Wait whAT-" bottle asked, horrified.

Bottle was baffled at what was going on. Why did these animals appear all of a sudden? Why are there these mini statues? Are they legends or what?

"W-who are you? Why are you here?" bottle studdered. Lika gave bottle an evil glance.

"We're your lords, idiot." The arctic wolf hissed.