Killing bites! The rise of the tiny beast (male reader x killing bites)

chapter 2:"junk yard brawl... with some one that I think used to know"

*ring ring*

*ring ring*

*ring-CLONK*

"Goddamn it there goes my other clock." (y/n) groaned and rolled out of bed, before inching his way to the closet to get changed.

while in front of a mirror he looked at his own body as he was changing his clothes, every single one of his battle scar started to show.

" man do these bring back memories..." (y/n) said as he looked at himself through the mirror, he can remember exactly how and when he got every scar, like the big claw mark across his chest , is from when he was forced in to a pit to fight a bear, multiple cuts on his forearms from blocking machetes and all kinds of knives with his armoured forearm only, there are also lots of tiny holes scattered all over his body, it's all the times he's been shot while he was part of a delinquent gang, it's not like he became the boss of it for nothing.

but out of all those scars, one specific one seems to stand out from the rest, one on the neck, and it's a bite mark. " didn't really think she would bite me, still hurts a little, but at least last night was fun..." (y/n) thought to himself as he left his apartment to stroll around the neighbourhood again.

{last night, local junkyard}

the moon shines in the darkened sky, as metal rattle from the passing gust of wind, all is quiet until footsteps close in.

" hope she didn't forget about this." (y/n) said as he made his way into the middle of the junkyard. he glanced at his surroundings, nothing seems to be in sight, seeing that the white-haired girl is still not here yet, (y/n) lit a smoke while standing still and waited, but as he lit the smoke, some metal clanging can be heard from behind (y/n)

(y/n) put on a smug grin as he turned around, " so you did decide to show up after all..." (y/n) said puffing out some smoke, as a figure makes its way down the mountain of trash.

the light shined on the figure and revealed it to be the white-haired girl that one-shotted the wannabe fighter.

"you asked politely, and you seem to be a big challenge, so I don't see a reason not to." the white-haired girl said as she stepped closer.

(y/n) giggles a little," and now that you're here, shall we begin?" (y/n) cracked his knuckles and neck as he transformed his arm and legs to become armoured.

" already started slowpoke..." the girl starts dashing at incredible speed, leaving after images all around (y/n), all the afterimages shows the girls toothy smile.

(y/n) simply brought on of his foot up, and down on to the ground, creating a small crater in the ground and enough force to shake the girl off balance. making her revealing herself

"there you are!" (y/n) lunges at the girl who was still falling in mid-air and lands a force palm onto her, knocking her into the giant pile of scraps on the sidelines.

"how's that, huh?" (y/n) said looking into the direction he knocked the girl in after the dust faded, he realised that the girl is gone.

(y/n) quickly looked around wondering where the girl might be, "up here slowpoke!" the girl said as she brought her claw down onto (y/n) back, and quickly jumped off and looking back up to see the damage she did, which is nothing.

(y/n) chuckles and turns around to face the girl," what, you think you can cut me with those claws? in your dreams sweetie." (y/n) said as he walks towards the girl.