《Fox Clan (Vi x Male Reader) (Smut)》The last of the Oni and Fox clan meet
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The last. You are the last.
You sit thinking to yourself as your eyes gaze over the canopy the trees make. You take an apple off of a tree and take the Oni mask that covers your face off. You take a bite into the apple savoring its sweet flavor. You listen to the croaking frogs and the chirping birds and hear rustling in the bushes. You stand up and pat your black and purple robe off before you start walking agian.
As your walking you suddenly get the urge to step aside. Just as you do a arrow goes flying past where you were once standing. You immediately draw your katana and scan the bushes and tree tops. The purple smoke coming off of your robe intensifies and finally spot a blur in the tree line. You throw a kunai towards the flash and hear a yelp.
You walk over and see a trail of blood leading into a bush. You move the branches of the bush aside and see a girl clutching her legs. You look at her outfit and immediately identify her a a member of the fox clan. You feel a rage brew inside of you and you lift your sword up and get ready to slice her. She suddenly shocks you backwards with a pink lighting and you fly backwards hitting a tree.
Dazed your eyesight blurs and you see her still in the bush clutching her leg.
Y/n: What are you doing here?
V: My entire clan was just wiped out. What are you doing here.
Your shocked, the Fox clan was wiped out? You stand up and walk towards her she gets a look of fear in her eyes and starts to crawl backwards.
V: Stay back you Oni scum.
She winces as you put your hand out but instead of killing her you help her up. She looks up suprised and a look of disgust crosses her face.
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V: You really think I'm gonna except help from your kind after your clan killed my entire clan.
Y/n: Well my clan couldnt have killed your clan because my whole clan was wiped out two days ago.
She looks at you and still keeps the disgusted look on her face but it eventually softens up but she still looks angry.
V: My clan was wiped out two days ago to.
You bend down and remove your kunai from her leg and immediately get some bandages out. You patch it up and you hear her cussing you under her breath. You finish up the bandaging and you step back.
V: Those Oni masks always disgusted me. Everything about the Oni Clan. The robes, the smell of evil coming off of them.
Y/n: Well thats no way to walk about the person who just kept you from bleeding out now is it.
V: Shut the fuck up.
She stands up but winces while doings so. She checks her bow and arrow and her quiver. You hear her counting how many arrows she has and how much food she has left.
Y/n: Now tell me what are you doing.
V: Is that any of your buisness?
Y/n: Actually its it, I just saved your life.
Vi looks at you and sighs. Clearly annoyed with you.
V: Im looking for someone named Drift. Hes the last member of the Fox Clan and I need him to complete my training.
Drift, you recognize the name but cant remember anything about this Drift when suddenly the memory of the tales of him hits you like a train. Drift, the all powerful rift master of the Fox Clan. The first of the Fox Clan.
Y/n: Your looking for THE Drift?
V: Yes im looking for him. Now tell me what your looking for.
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Y/n: Im looking for someone named Fade. Hes the Oni clans version of Drift.
V: Believe me I know who he is. Drift and him are best freinds turned enemies.
You was never told this by your clan, the only thing you were told wad that they were mortal enemies fighting for control of the Rifts Edge which Drift won.
Y/n: Can I join you on your quest?
Vi's nose crinkles in disgust.
V: What? No! The Fox clan and Oni clan are enemies we cant be teammates.
Y/n: Think about it, both of our clans were killed in the same night. Probably by the same person. We both have a common enemy. Why not just kill him and avenge our clans.
Vi grumbles under her breath and taps her foot looking at the ground. She stares at you and sighs.
V: Fine, you do have a point. But how do I know you wont betray me?
Y/n: The Oni clan is very honorable we wont break a promise unless you break yours.
V: Do we have a deal?
Y/n: Yes we do.
You both shows the sign of respect among clans and begin to walk together.
V: So how do we know who were fighting.
Y/n: I seen who it was, it was Kondor a vengeful spirit who rips the souls from victims.
V: That explains why they looked like zombies.
Y/n: Oh yeah whats your name I never asked.
V: My name is Vi
A strong wind blows over the tree tops and you hear thunder. A bright flash of lightning illuminates the forest and the birds chirps die down.
Y/n: We should find cover
V: Yeah we should.
As your walking toward a tiny little cabin you swear you see a figure standing on top of a cliff. You blink and its gone. You stand staring up at the cliff and hear Vi clear her throat behind you.
V: You gonna let yourself get struck by lightning or something.
Y/n: No I just thought I see someone up there on that cliff.
V: Are you crazy no one would be up there during a storm.
Y/n: Yeah you have a point prolly just seeing things.
You get in the cabin just as the rain starts pouring. Cobwebs fill the corners and rats scurry across the floor.
Vi puts her bow and quiver down and hops into one of the beds.
V: You should get some rest we have alot of traveling to do.
Y/n: Yeah your right.
You take off the robe but decide to keep the mask on. You sit down pull the covers over you and you fall into a very restless sleep.
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