Reflection [Yandere!Yato x Reader]

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The fingers of the trees splay across the muted light.

Frozen wind. Mist stinging your skin like millions of needles.

Your mouth gaped, begging, choking for even the slightest bit of air. Your throat raw, your lungs striving for what little air it could obtain, numb fingers clawed and tugged and crisp blades of grass as you fought for an escape.

Whispers...

Soft whispers echoing through the forest...

They called for you.

They whispered your name.

They crawled into the sensitive passages of your mind.

Crunch...

Crunch...

The frosted grass crumbled beneath his feet as he approached you, eyes colder than the ice beneath him, face devoid of all expression.

His blade glistened in the subdued light of the shrouded sun.

Crimson splatters dripped down his face as tears.

But, nothing stirred within him.

He simply watched your broken form, struggling, striving, fighting for an escape.

All you longed for was justice, justice on those who caused you so much pain in this life.

But, a god of calamity rarely heard the beck and call of one so desperately in need.

He listened.

He came to you.

And your wishes were heard loud and clear.

He killed them. He killed them all. If they touched you, he struck them down. If they hit you, he returned the favor tenfold. If they threw a harsh word your way, he repaid them with his sword.

So much bloodshed; it ran like a river beneath your feet. Corpses were strewn about you, all  those mangled bodies, what remained of those you hated.

Yet, when you noted those eyes, crystal hues, unearthly shades of blue, your heart stopped.

Your body melded into the ground, giving way to the ache and pressure of fatigue. With a desperate sigh, you collapsed, wheezing and coughing.

The footsteps came closer....closer...until they stopped...

Right where you lay...

Slowly, but surely, you turned.

Keen eyes scanned you. Ebony hair was caught in the blistering wind.

And a blade shimmered, tainted with the blood of so many lives.

He was cold, destructive. He brought only terror on those who asked.

And when you looked into his eyes, you saw only your reflection.

How were you any different...?

And when he reached for you, took your hand to drag you down with him, all you could do...

....was close your eyes.