Monkey kings Daughter (magic)

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With a small gasp y/n perked up excitedly.

"Really?!"

So she had been wilting. Too bad he didn't have any way to force this teacher to actually help them.

"Buuuuut I don't think he will agree." Monkey king confided. His heart felt as though it would shatter at the way she wilted.

"Well who is it? Maybe I can help!" She chirped.

Monkey King hesitated. Maybe bringing this up had been reckless. It was just, he hadn't seen her smile in so long. And the silence was so unlike her. He wanted his little chimp back. But now if he dashed her hopes, it would be even worse after he'd given her hope.

"Nah, don't worry, kiddo." He ruffled your hair making you giggle and push at his arm. "I'll figure it out."

That night, after y/n fell asleep, Monkey King slipped out of the hut. There was one place you could always count on finding his mimic wanna be a dark dojo hidden away in the city's depths.

Jumping on his cloud he pitched his weight forward. The movement shot him toward the city.

Meanwhile

Macaque flicked through the pages of the old worn book of shadow magic. He had memorized every page around a century ago. But he had nothing else to do at the moment. And he didn't feel much up to creating mischief. Absently he created different shadows  on the walls. Thinking of different stories he could regale his fans with in his shadow plays.

Just as he stood to stretch his ear twitched. Catching onto a whistling sound. Summoning his violet staff he took up a defensive position when Wukong kicked a hole in his wall.

A sardonic grin tugged at his lips.

"Well well well look who it is. How's it going, Wukong?" He mocked with a dry chuckle.

"I need a favor." Sun growled folding his arms.

"Ohoho a favor huh? And you think I'm gonna help you?! Classic Monkey King." He turned away.

"I'm not just asking." Monkey King stated firmly.

"So you're demanding? Aheh. Not a chance." Macaque summoned his shadow portal.

"No, I'm bargaining."

Macaque paused tilting his head a bit.

"Do my ears deceive me? Did you just say a bargain?!" Macaque chuckled looking over his shoulder.

Monkey King never bargained. He was desperate.

Oh he could use this.

"I'm listening." Macaque turned folding his arms and raising a brow with a smirk.

Monkey King felt his insides roil. This was a bad plan. A terrible plan. If he made this deal he'd have to deal with this arrogant jerk forever. That was the moment his mind flickered back to the past month.

He decided then that it was worth it. You were worth it.

"If you'll teach Y/n magic, properly, until she is content, I'll give you a peach of immortality."

Macaque's eyes widened and his mouth fell open slightly.

A peach of immortality?! Wukong had to be bluffing.

Macaque analyzed him carefully. But Monkey King looked serious as ever. Determination sparking in his golden eyes. So he wasn't bluffing.

"You're serious?!" Macaque laughed. "You really are an idiot."

          

Monkey King rolled his eyes.

"Yes or no, Macaque?"

Macaque paused.

That was it? No backhanded comment, no posturing, no lie about having other options?! Macaque almost couldn't believe his luck. Wukong was basically out of options. And more or less at his mercy.

That was the moment he truly considered the offer. A peach of immortality was tempting. He had tasted death before, suffice to say it hadn't been pleasant. He'd avoid it as much as possible. But immortality was forever. There was no going back after that first bite.

All he had to do was teach a kid some magic parlor tricks. And suddenly the ability to destroy Monkey King was a very real possibility.

"Alright." Macaque agreed with a grin.  "But I got a few rules of my own." What was a little torture between enemies? He'd make this as unbearable for the Monkey King as possible.

Monkey King's eyes narrowed but he didn't object.

"First you aren't allowed to sit in on lessons."

Wukong bristled and Macaque grinned knowing he must have struck a nerve.

"I can't have you distracting this Y/n, who ever she is." Macaque dismissed any argument that might slip from Monkey King with the simple statement. "She'll need to focus. Second, she has to do as I say. Or I can't teach her anything."

Macaque could have swore he saw murder alight in Monkey King's eyes.

"And last but not least," Macaque added with an evil little smile leaning forward, "I'm gonna need access to flower fruit mountain."

You stretched with a yawn as sunlight spilled into your room and birds began singing outside your window.

You dressed quickly and headed outside to find something to do while Monkey King would begin training M.k.

Only you never made it farther than a few steps outside the hut.

A black Monkey stood not four paces away with a malicious grin his arms folded across his chest.

"You must be Y/n. Funny, I don't recall you ever having a kid Monkey King." He scoffed shooting your father a look as Monkey King stepped past him.

"There's a lot you don't know." Your father fumed as you hid behind him.

"Dad." You whispered. "What is he doing here?!" You couldn't keep the panic from your tone as your eyes flicked to him then back to your father.

Monkey King sighed and pulled you aside.

"He's here to teach you magic, chimp."

You peered over your father's shoulder.

"But I thought you said-"

"He's dangerous. I know I know it doesn't make any sense." Monkey King finished for you. "But he knows his way around a spell. And if he so much as looks at you wrong I'll kill him." Monkey King said the last part loud enough for macaque to hear. Though from what you knew of him, he likely had heard every word regardless.

The black monkey scoffed and rolled his eyes.

"Come on, I don't have all day ya know."

You looked at Monkey King then at Macaque.

Monkey King nodded so you walked over to Macaque albeit hesitantly.

"So, you're my new student." Macaque smiled in a way that made your stomach sink. "Why don't you show me what 'cha got?"

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