StrikerxFallen Angel!Reader: A Cursed Blessing

The Harvest Moon Festival

The Harvest Moon Festival had begun. Also, you were attending the festival. Yesterday, Vick helped you find what to wear for the festvial.

You're wearing a cleavage-exposing black corset with a matching leather mini-vest, a dark ripped short shorts, and ankle-length western boots. In addition to your outfit, you had a dark colored armband on your left arm with dark fringes attached to it and a pentagram symbol on the center.

You looked around at some of the food stands. Except there were only cheese, like a cheese slice on the stick. You found it strange that there's no other food except cheese.

"I can't believe they don't have anything other than just cheese," you said. You paused for a second. "On second thought, I can't have an empty stomach for the entire day at the festival."

You went to one of the food stands and the vendor gave you a cheese on the stick.

You continued to look around after you brought a cheese on the stick. You arrived at the fence and leaned against it. Maybe this wasn't a bad idea. You should thank Vick for suggesting this kind of event. And maybe you can relax without thinking about that certain Imp.

That was when you thought that everything was going to be just fine as you were about to take a bite on the cheese.

You then felt something right behind you and turned around to see a dark flaming demon horse.

It snorted, causing you to yelp in surprise and back away from it.

You gave a sigh of relief.

"Oh, it's just a flaming demon horse..." You began to realize something as you stared at the dark horse with flames. "Wait..."

You remembered about that certain incident where that very demon horse went so quick, it made you terrified.

Realizing about this horse, you went shocked. "Oh Hell fucking no..."

You felt a much badder feeling after you encountered that accursed demon horse just now. Not to mention, you knew who's the owner. You gave a dismayed sigh. "He's standing right behind me, isn't he?"

To your reluctant question, he neighed as to answer yes.

You then turned around to confront that Imp you were supposed not to think about.

"Well howdy." Striker tipped his hat in greeting. He also had a straw of wheat in his mouth.

"Oh damn him and his fucking accent." you cursed in your own thought.

You then questioned him through your gritted teeth, "What the fuck are you doing here?"

Striker chuckled, "I was hopin' you can answer my question, but you took the words out of my mouth."

"If you want to know, I'm not telling you."

Noticing your refusal to answer why you're attending the Harvest Moon Festival, he chuckled once more.

"Then in that case..."

Striker then walked towards you. You tried to get away from him, but you couldn't as he blocked your way to escape by cornering you against the fence behind you. His hands were placed on each side of the fence.

You looked at him straight in the eyes.

"I guess I'll have to do this the hard way..."

Then you felt something around your neck and looked down to find Striker's tail. You shut your eyes, knowing that he would try to strangle you again just like before.

"Damn it... Not again."

Just when you were about to face the worst situation, you both suddenly heard the phone ring.