I limp through the forest, the cuts and bruises I had were still healing. I had put alcohol every few hours to make sure it doesn't get infected, but that wasn't going to take away the pain.I kept walking, discreetly, I didn't want to earn any unwanted attention from phantoms. I knew there was still quite the walk from where I was, and it was turning dark. Perhaps I could stay at a motel or something, and call Yato from there.
I walked through the rural land, it was still a while until I got to the small town that was a few miles away from the city. The grass was tall and it waved around due to the strong, forming winds.
I would ask humans for a form of transport, but there's no telling what they would be feeling at that moment, and just how powerful the phantoms attracted to it really were. I couldn't risk it, my health was too fragile right now.
I kept walking, my feet and muscles were screaming for me to stop, but if I did then I could be caught in a storm. I put in my debit card information to the young, part time worker. She rolled her eyes, thinking I couldn't see.
I ignored her rudeness with a smirk, as if mocking her for having such a lame time here. She glared at me, which only made me give a smug grin.
I stop myself.
Her annoyed emotions could attract phantoms.In order to stop the sudden flow of negative energy coming from her, I give her a good sum of money as a tip, and immediately, she stops glaring and sent me a shocked look.
I ignored it, not feeling that great about being kind.
After snatching the keys in her hand, I left to go upstairs. I stepped on the creaky, wooden steps. I perused through the hollow hallway, a bad feeling forced it's way up my spine.
I bit my lip. As I scan the doors and walls, my eyes narrow. I try my best to act like I hadn't noticed the bad feeling in my stomach. Whatever was creeping up on me is close.
I keep walking in the hallway, noticing the open window at the end of it. It was open to dry someone's laundry. An idea popped in my head to see get this someone out of hiding.
I sprint towards the window and land in the ground, I heard something which I hoped was headjust my head messing with me.
"SMELLS NICE"
Shit,
I had nothing to slay the phantom with, nothing. I had no choice but to run away from the phantom. It persued me but it lacked hostility, which was strange, but I had to keep running.I jump up a cardboard box, into a small but narrow alleyway, out and into a new street full of a few people trying to get to their homes. I sighed, not caring anymore.
If I'm going to get blighted, it's going to at least give me the chance to reach out to Yato and the rest.
A question irked me in the back of my neck, why the hell didn't that phantom attack me? I looked at the wet, concrete ground, and as I pondered the question, a huge transportation bus hit me.
I was sent flying, I groaned and see the bus driver getting out of his bus and looking for anything he hit, however that wasn't enough to injure me. He didn't see me, of course, so I got up.
The bandages fell off, and immediately the pain jolted back into submission, it hurt like hell. I looked around, trying to find the bandages.
⚠️A lil gruesome⚠️
When I saw the figures of humans, I saw their pain, their memories, their emotions, the new information was too much for me to comprehend.
I felt the need to hurt them, to make them feel more agony, I want them to suffer. They were the ones who killed him, after all. I clench my fist, I grabbed part of the bus with ease.
I threw the long peace of metal and slammed it into a lady's head. I grabbed the metal that bounced of her head then smashed it onto her again, and again.
Her cries earned the attention of nearby bystander. They gasped at the sight of a teenager killing an innocent lady.
But she isn't, it's her emotions that killed him.
I keep hitting her, the metal hit her head and blood splashed onto my face, I chuckled loudly at her useless cries for help.
I glance at the humans running away, they tremble ferociously every step they took, it made my laugh at their pitiful behavior.
The cries of the lady I had almost killed made me look back at her, I give her a smirk filled with hatred.
At that moment, I realized, I had forgotten the hatred I had, the hatred I had for humans.
Most gods would think that humans are less of a danger than gods and their regalias, but if they had seen the things I had seen them do, they would want to slaughter that just as much I want to.
I want want to see every one of them die and stay in the underworld.
I hate humans, and their emotions, their disgusting behaviors, however, I couldn't help but to be amused by it.
As I continue to stare at the horrified face of my victim, with cold eyes that showed little to no emotion, a hand traced my shoulder. For a second, I was surprised, until I heard the familiar voice of my beloved.
"That's enough, Y/n. You're scaring Yukine."
I don't turn around to face my blue headed brother or his regalia. Instead, I wipe the blood off my cheeks, and look up to stare at the dark night sky.
"Its been a while since I killed a human with my bare hands, Yato."
I'm tired, I have a ducking test tommorow and I'm just--author-chan🍵
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