hey!! i've RLY been hardcore lovin genos lately sooo here ya go and merry xmas!
(if u don't celebrate xmas, sorry, and happy holidays/new yrs then!!!)
this may or may not continue i dont know
its kind of an experiment but i had to do something for my beloved genos today!! enjoy!
No. Flipping. Way.
"But it's Christmas!" you half-wailed, half-whispered. You, a young nineteen year old college student- no, a broke college student coming back from the damn supermarket to grab some milk for your Christmas cookies, stared up in despair at what used to be your apartment. You should have listened to your friends and stayed in a college dorm.
Normally you would have been nonchalant about City Z getting destroyed in one part or another since it happened nearly every week, but this was probably the worst possible timing for your apartment to get destroyed. You had been unable to reunite with your family since they had to evacuate from the wrecked City A to (country) to room with your other relatives. It was a blow after another, honestly.
What were you going to do? With possibly no other connections left in Japan, your only option was to stay in the dorm, which offered no heating since part of the building had been destroyed in an earlier fight, or ditch your education in City Z to find a new college in (country). Both options were way too expensive for a broke student like you, though!
A sudden thought crossed your mind. "My cookies! (friend) spent hours making those-" you began to groan before an announcement blared through the street's speakers.
"Warning," a monotonous female voice began. "Demon Level Threat detected. Please evacuate the city for safety. Warning! Demon Level Threat detected. Please evacuate the city fo-" the voice died, but you could hear the echoes of other speakers repeat the message.
A quick look to your left was all it took to spot a giant serpent-like creature gnawing the pole that supported the speakers near you. Its sharp fangs, which were each around two feet long, quickly snapped the metal pole in half, and its long pupils flickered to your quivering form. Your eyes widened, and you gulped, taking a quick step back and dropping the grocery bag in your hand.
If snakes could grin, it surely would have done so. With its fangs bared, it slithered slowly; you gulped, stepping back more. As it continued to play a taunting game of cat and mouse with you, you finally realized how it was cornering you away from the street and into the rubble of the apartments.
Suddenly, you stepped funnily, and you fell to the cold ground with a squeak. The monstrous snake hissed at you, making movements to strike you with its powerful tail. You let out a gasp and tried to crawl away before shutting your eyes, bracing yourself for the blow.
But it never came.
"Incinerate," a baritone voice ordered. Startled, you peeked through the gaps between your fingers to see a young, blond hero blast fire at the distracted snake-like monster, burning parts of its scaly-skin. You could feel the heat radiating off from both the hero and the snake. The monster roared in anger at the sensation, and it dived for the hero, who quickly dodged the attack.
So strong- both of them! You had never seen someone that quick, and you never heard of a creature who could withstand such fire.
But quickly, another blast of fire came from on top of some rubble, burning, burning, burning the snake to a crisp. You watched, feeling the heat on your exposed skin, as the snake dried up in the fire, its long, powerful body withering into a thin corpse.
"Are you alright? Did it hurt you?" the same pleasant voice from earlier asked you. You looked from the snake's dead body to a concerned face. It was the hero, Demon Cyborg.
Your cheeks felt warm, and you were sure it wasn't because of the fire. "Um, yeah, thanks. A-are you, uh, okay?" you asked lamely, feeling nervous about being in the presence of such a well-known hero. You had heard rumors about how strong and good-looking he was, but you hadn't expected him to go beyond your expectations.
He offered you his hand, and you took it gratefully, observing how fair his hair looked in the afternoon sunlight. "I am fine. You should evacuate. Most of the citizens already have. It's not safe."
You were slightly confused but walked towards the now quiet street with the robotic hero. "Still not safe? But... you..." didn't he just kill the snake?
"There are more monsters still in the city. Please evacuate. My master and I will take care of everything else," he explained, his intense golden eyes boring a hole into you. It took everything you had to rip your gaze away from his. Your face felt hotter with every second that passed.
"R-right! Um, thank you for saving me!" you stammered, giving him a slight bow of appreciation. You quickly scampered off, gently touching your hot cheeks. Did he notice? You hoped he didn't. You could still feel that intense gaze of his on your back.
You quickly took a left, towards one of the city's entrances. You'd be safe for now, but there was still the concern of where to stay when you came back. And your stuff was still at your apartment! Surely, there'd be something left for you salvage...
Every minute on the street seemed like ten minutes. Once filled with bright children and laughter, the street was empty and devoid of life. It was almost like walking through a ghost town. The only source of life was you, a few birds, and-
Great. And another serpent monster. Your luck these days sure was crappy.
You paused a few meters before it, hiding behind a trash can. This one was smaller than the one before, but you had no doubts that it'd be quicker; it rummaged through dumpsters at an insane tempo.
"Well shit..." you cursed under your breath, stealthily sneaking away from the snake. Maybe if you sneaked into the alleyway to your right, you could escape. From what you could remember, there was a shortcut there, too!
Five... four... three more steps until freedom! You were almost there, until your foot knocked over an empty soda can. You froze; the monster stopped in its tracks and peered right at you, its glare paralyzing you on the spot.
"Fucking..." You cursed. This was why you advocated against littering so much! You were so, so close!
It hissed and lunged for you, and you yelped, narrowing dodging its attack. You sprinted away from it, your heart pounding. Why was it always you who got the short end of the stick?!
You could still hear its angry hisses and snarls. "Oh lord," you wheezed. "I should have taken gym class this semester!" the serpent caught up to you, attacking you with its tail. You coughed, the pain of the impact traveling throughout your whole body. It slid away from you to gain momentum in its next attack. You braced yourself. Goodbye, cruel world!
You looked up to see a familiar figure shooting fire at the serpent creature. It let out a terrified wail that rang so loudly you had to cover your ears. Before it perished, it hissed once more.
"Are you alright?!" the cyborg hero grabbed your shoulders, inspecting you all over. Your cheeks flared up for the umpteenth time that day. His hands were... so warm in contrast to the cold December air.
"I-I'm..." you started weakly before coughing a few times. Demon Cyborg stared at you in worry.
"Don't talk," he insisted before easily picking you up. "I'll take you to the hospital in the next city over or find an ambulance. Also, aren't humans supposed to wear thicker clothing in the winter? Your apparel seems quite thin..."
"Lost my coat yesterday," you managed to choke out. Subconsciously, you snuggled against the robot. Sure, he was mostly metal, but you were so cold and weak, and he was so warm and strong. "Thank you..."
"Oi, Genos! You're supposed to be fighting those monsters, not flirting!" an ordinary sounding voice snapped. Demon Cyborg stiffened.
"My apologies, Master! I was just helping this citizen since-" he blurted out.
"Oh, I see. Never mind then." You looked up to see a bald man in a yellow and red suit. He seemed ordinary and normal, but you felt something different about him. You peeked back towards your savior.
"Is your name Genos...?" you whispered, blinking slowly. The blond hero looked down at you in slight surprise.
He nodded, his hair bobbing with his movements. "Yes, that is my name," he confirmed. "What is yours? It may be needed when we get to the hospital."
"Mm. It's (Name). (Full Name), actually," you said, his name falling off of your tongue pleasantly. "I'm really tired, and it still hurts. I don't know how you manage to do this.
"Ah. You should let them sleep, Genos. I'll take care of the rest," the bald man reassured the hero, who nodded again. You heard faint footsteps that grew fainter with every second.
Genos straightened up. "Well. Shall we go to the hospital?"
"Yes. To the hospital... thank you, again."
"It's not a problem," he reassured you. Your eyelids grew heavier. With all of the stress and the throbbing pain in your side, it wasn't hard to start to drift off to sleep.
"Thank you, Genos," you disregarded his comment. "And Merry Christmas..."
"...Merry Christmas, (Name)."