Reincarnate

32; Male Black Widow's Aren't Dangerous

" Are you sure? We just sat down. " Ganondorf spoke, glancing towards the young vai. " Are you ready? If not we can stay longer. " Y/N looked at the King, his features expressing concern. " I was never not ready, you are injured though and I don't want alot of stress on your wounds... or you. " Ganondorf mumbled the last part, cheeks tinting slightly as Y/N smirked deviously. " You actually have a heart? I wasn't aware. " Y/N chuckled, Ganondorf swinging his head in response as his brows knitted in anger. " If I didn't you'd be overkill right now. Laying in the middle of a field, chopped up limb by limb. " The King spat, Y/N's once S/C cheeks were flushed midst emitting an aura of embarrassment and anger. " You can't handle a joke.. " Y/N turned her head, huffing quietly as her hairs stood on end. " You make vacuous jokes. " The voe retorted, his once calm demeanor evolved to annoyance. " Well excuse the fuck out of me, not my fault you lack humour and a soul. " Y/N faced the king, her eyes lowered into slits as the king returned the expression. " Why must everything that comes out your mouth be so vexing? " The voe questioned, cocking his head slightly before folding his arms. " Why must everything that comes out your mouth be so vexing? " Y/N mocked, " Why can't you take a fucking joke and move on with it? You make everything bigger than it has to be. " With that statement, s sudden stinging sensation coursed throughout Y/N's cheek, her face reflecting a swole handprint. " Don't forget who your talking to Y/N. " Ganondorf pulled his hand back after abusing the vai, grabbing his large sack midst rummaging through the contents within and throwing Y/N's small bag onto the ground, eyeing the vai in displeasure meanwhile scurrying down his desired path. Y/N sat, distraught as she observed the gargantuan voe take his leave without further question, hot tears unwillingly fell down her radiated cheeks. " Abomination.. You don't belong here.. " The vai spoke to herself, turning her small frame as she stood painfully with the support of her hand and the neighboring tree. Grabbing her small bag, Y/N pulled out the otherworldly weapon that was sitting at the bottom. " Oh Beretta, You never fail to disappoint. " Checking the chamber of the 9mm Beretta, Y/N threw the bag over her shoulder prior to venturing the path taken by the far gone stud. Traveling the hills of Faron, it's serene landscape became comforting to the young alien as she explored the unknown alone. Blind to the enemies stalking her, Y/N aimlessly walked simultaneous to becoming mesmerized by the delicate daisies and poppies littering the ground, the dastardly weapon swinging from her fingers freely. Continuing on, the atmosphere gradually heated the closer she got the desert region. " I could really use some music right now.. " Y/N mumbled, wiping the beading sweat from her forehead. " Oh really? " An unfamiliar voice spoke, sending fear straight into the pit of Y/N's stomach as she turned to face the broad civilian staring down at her. " This can be easy.. or difficult Y/N. " The man threatened, folding his pale arms at the alien vai as she slipped her finger over the trigger of her gun that was hidden behind her thighs. " How do you know me? " Y/N questioned, truly unaware to the realities of her bounty. The man pulled a slip of paper from his pocket, throwing the thin paper in the belles face as a detailed sketch of Y/N plastered on the front with the reward of 5k rupees in bold print hugging the bottom of the sheet. Holding his free hand out, he gestured Y/N to pursue him back to the kingdom. " I'm not going with you and good luck trying to take me. " Y/N spat at the man. " You already have enough trouble as it is.. I seen your wounds, who your traveling with.. Please don't make this more difficult than it has to be. " Y/N froze, the common phrase triggering something within her previous to her quickly pulling the gun from hiding, pointing it at the mans head. " You can turn around and leave... or I can use this to claim your soul. Which one? " The S/C woman asked, knitting her brows midst the man aggressively striking her wounds. Screaming in agony, Y/N pulled her hand back parallel to the blood seeping from the bandage as the man grabbed onto her waist, jerking the vai up. " What did I tell you? " The man spoke, squeezing Y/N as she poured hot tears from her E/C eyes. " I gave you two options.. " The warrior cried, pulling the trigger to the gun in her hand prior to the stranger dropping instantly while as she fell too. Landing on her bare feet, Y/N wailed out to the heavens as the pain seared throughout her entire body, blood coating her small feet. " What... is.. that... " A hushed voice spoke, the man laying in his gathering pool of blood. Trudging towards the voe in torment, Y/N cocked the chamber of her Beretta before pointing it towards the mans head. " The Grim Reaper.. " Y/N spoke, pulling the trigger once more as the voes life fled hastily.
Ganondorf trudged through the desert heat, his fiery locks pulled into a bun on the back of his head meanwhile his dark cloak draped his entire broad frame. The sun was highest in the sky, radiating dangerous levels of UV that smothered the land below and it's inhabitants. Occasionally glancing over his shoulder in search for the vai, The king came to halt after a booming pop echoed throughout the vast valley of sand, another similar to the first following soon after. Scratching his head uncertainly yet overcome with curiosity, Ganondorf turned on his heel and sauntered back the path he came to investigate the noise.