VLD Oneshots (Character x reader) ~ REQUESTS ARE CLOSED :'(

Shiro and reader - Gladiator

"Ladies and gentlemen!" A loud voice thundered over a crowd of screaming Galras. "I present to you a match you will never forget!" The announcer promised. "Never before has the human race ever shown such tenacity and ferocity in this arena! And how it is my privilege to give you a once in a lifetime match between the Champion and the Gladiator!!"

The crowd roared in satisfaction as two humans stepped onto the field of the arena. A man with a horizontal scar across his face, frost-tipped hair and a prosthetic arm for a weapon stepped into the arena from the left. The Champion. On the other side, stepped his contender.

A scared girl stepped forward. Her left eye was taken by three claw marks that scratched down her face. She was clothed with torn prisoner garments that were littered with rips, holes and hanging pieces of cloth from previous matches. She had no weapons.

Shiro, the Champion gave her a knowing look. (y/n), the Gladiator replied with a slight nod. "Fight!" The announcer screamed. Shiro rushed towards you with lightning speed. You caught his wrist and whispered, "I lied. I never knew where your little friend Matt was held. I only got you here so that I could kill you." You let out an evil chuckle before spearheading Shiro's throat with a quick jab of your fingers.

Shiro let out a sickening gurgling sound as he stepped back in shock. Half of the crowd went wild as Shiro retreated while the rest booed at their Champion already showing signs of defeat. "Who said the Champion was the best fighter in the arena?" You shouted to the crowd. The crowd roared in reply as you turned to finish Shiro off.

You charged towards Shiro and tackled him to the ground. "Shiro, I need you to listen carefully" You whispered as you quickly launched two of your fingers into Shiro's shoulder.

"Arg!" Shiro grimaced. "What did you do to me?" Shiro gasped.

"It's a simple pressure point manoeuvre so listen carefully" You whispered, "Matt was sent to the labour camps just like you wanted, but he's not holding up for long so you might as well channel your efforts in getting out of his place Shiro."

Shiro gasped in shock and exclaimed, "How do you know my real name?!" You only smiled in pity before drawing an insane expression.

"Both of us entered the arena, but one of us is going off the arena alive Shiro" You answered. "Throw a punch at me" You instructed.

"I can't move" Shiro replied. You looked beyond Shiro as some guard pointed their blasters towards you.

"Move otherwise the guard will shoot!" You growled.

"YAAH!" Shiro screamed, launching himself towards you. You smiled and quickly jumped back, out of Shiro's reach. You swung your leg around from behind and hooked it around Shiro's neck, pushing him back down the ground. "Fight me and make it look good Shiro. I'll make sure that you leave his place alive" You promised. "Shiro, I need you to push me hard or even throw me towards one of the guards" You requested.

"HA!" Shiro cried, kicking you hard towards the nearest guard.

You sailed through the air and landed squarely on one of the guards. As soon as you and the guard collided you grabbed his sword and something else before returning to the fight. You ran back ready to slash when Shiro ducked under and pulled out one of your legs. You fought back and fell on top of Shiro instead of tumbling back. While you were down you snuck something in his cloak which stuck on him. 'This will help you get off the ship' You thought.

You rammed your sword into the ground extremely closed to Shiro's torso and pretended to fly back convincing the crowd that Shiro hit you while getting up. "Don't grab the sword!" You growled. Shiro clutched the hilt of the sword and threw it towards you. It was slow enough for you to dodge. 'No problem' You thought.

You cringed your eyes when it came. The sword's blade cut past your stomach as you clumsily 'dodged' the spinning blade. "Shiro, you really were the worst brother" You whispered, only saying it loud enough to let Shiro hear your words. Shiro's eyes widened as he took a step back in shock.

You turned around so that Shiro could see your face, but hunched over so that Shiro wouldn't see your stomach. "(y/n)?" Shiro asked.

"Hey big brother" You smiled. You felt dizzy and weak-kneed. When you finally gave him the whole world turned and went black.

"(y/n)!" Shiro screamed as he ran towards you. "(y/n) please don't..." Shiro cried. He cradled you and rested his forehead against yours.

"There... there's a card... That'll... Get you out of your cell..." You whispered, desperate to get every word out. "It's on the inside your cloak..." Your voice gave away as you finally relaxed.

"(Y/n)!!!" Shiro threw his head back and screamed. "NOOOO!!!" Shiro cried.

"Ladies and gentlemen! I give to you the reigning Champion! Killer of the Gladiator!!" The announcer roared. The crowd cheered and whistled at his sweet victory.

Shiro hung his head and held you tightly against his chest.

"If peace comes through killing, then I don't want it..."

- Hiro Mashima

Hey, guys! This one-shot was just to let you guys know that violence and killing aren't always the best. I've seen so many kids playing games that involve murdering another person. Even though the actual act isn't against a real person you are still deciding to take another's life.

Also if you don't mind, I have another book called Book 1: Peace. It has similar concepts to this one-shot and I would really appreciate it if some of you read the chapters and gave me some feedback on what I did okay in and what I need to work on.

If you do I promise a loud shout out to anyone in my next set of one-shots. Just make sure to comment saying that you're going to read it so that I know how you are!

Cheerio!<3