(Y/N POV)
I was shoved roughly aside as ripping echoed throughout the hallway. I could only stare dumbfounded as PJ collapsed from where I had stood, his jacket now in shreds.
Something about how pitiful this situation was ignited something in me, as I gripped my scythe and glared at the creature.
Why wasn't Fresh here?
He was supposed to help me wasn't he?
I knew I couldn't trust him.
My distraction allowed the beast to quickly swipe a talon down my stomach. Managing to deeply tear throw my clock and the skin beneath.
Screaming a battle cry, I charged the creature yet again. Using my weight this time, I scraped through the rough scaling and sliced down it's forearm. I was beyond upset.
I ignored the bloodied mess of the hallway as I continued to parry and dodge the attacks. Earning some good hits on the beast whilst also gaining a few myself. The metallic tinge of blood wafted throughout as I finally managed to finish the monster with a blow to the neck.
I ignored the sickly sound of its head crashing to the floor as u heard footsteps round the bend. There Ink, Error and Fresh stood gawking.
The weight of failure was unbearable. Although PJ would be alright the guilt was near crushing. I looked at Fresh with a glare and motioned to the lockers where he sat? Staring wide eyed at... something?
Maybe he's dazed. I would be too if I just got saved by a majestic person like myself (heavy sarcasm).
Not wanting to deal with Ink or Error, I clicked my fingers, teleporting both myself and the beast to an abandoned quarry where I promptly dumped the beast.
My (F/c) cloak was shredded at the hood and trailing whilst my (H/c) hair stuck to my face in a mixture of sweat and blood. My legs physically ached as
I clicked my fingers and teleported to my house. Throwing my clock to the ground whilst my scythe fizzled into air.
I began stumbling around trying to find that dang brush yet again, and glanced at the mirror in habit and froze.
I don't know what told me to do it as I summoned my soul to my fingertips. The result forced a gasp from my lips as I stared at it.
A huge crack had formed through the center of my soul.
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The protector ( Naj Paperjam x reader)
FanfictionYN is a 16 year old orphaned child. She is independent for others will only slow her down or become an obstacle in her path..... This is her first year at underhigh the school for monsters and humans alike were she is needed to protect one of the st...
