#traumatized mk

[cannibal-bite]

What if ink MK wanted to taunt our monkie a little bit more with someone he might have a small thing for

Ink Redson to give MK a little extra spice to his usual trauma

[selein13]

Short story - shoot the messager

Macaque was pissed. Not his normal 'I am going to kick your ass' kind of pissed. No, this was a 'I will tear you apart, feel your remains to animals and trap your soul in a cursed object' level of pissed. The current source of his ire had decided it was a good idea to full-on traumatize Mk. Kid hadn't left his room in a week.

Now Mac was down for scaring the crap out of people, especially when they deserved it. Wukong was always on his list of definitely deserved it, but even then, there were still lines that shouldn't be crossed. Even with wukong.

The shadow had heard about what happened from Mei. The dragon-horse girl had been savvy enough to get her hands on his number, then proceeded to flood his phone with videos and memes. The only reason he hadn't blocked her for it was she also kept him updated on anything important. It was useful since the king was notoriously bad at keeping him in the loop.

After Mei had given him the heads up on what happened, plus the description of the demon responsible, he decided to take a more passive approach than how wukong was trying to deal with it.

Rampaging through the demon market was good for grabbing attention, not sourcing information.

This is how he had ended up at a demon bar that was popular with those who hated the king and everyone associated with him.

The demon who he had been looking for was rather easy to find, given how loud he was. He was on the opposing end of the bar counter, and the shadow was steadily getting more irritated as he waited for the right moment to confront the fool.

The demon had been boasting about how he had broken the monkey king's successor for over an hour before he started bragging about his plans for hurting the kid again. It was really starting to piss him off to an unreasonable level.

Finally, the warrior got his opening when the onlookers had gotten bored of demon's preening, filtering off to their preferred drinking groups.

It took barely any effort to slip behind his target. A quick grab of the scruff and a net of shadows against the demon's skin made the fool completely immobile without drawing too much attention.

"You leave him alone or I will rip you to pieces." The threat, quiet and menacing was whispered into the now terrified demon's ear.

"I-I don't understand..." Macaque was a little disappointed on how quickly the false Bravo began to melt. He had been hoping to have an excuse to break the arrogant demon. Oh well, he could use the coward's fear to confirm a suspicion.

"Oh, but I think you do. And you would do well to heed my warning because we both know that contrary to your boasting. You have neither the power or courage to pull off something like that without the help of a significantly bigger fish." The warrior grinned when the demon flinched at the mention help from another. It almost felt too easy.

Either way, it was time to wrap this up.

"I hope we have an understanding because I do believe in killing the messager. know why? Because it sends a message." Did he play up the theatrics? Absolutely. It always helped getting his point across with minimal effort. And now that the small fish had the piss taken out of him, Macaque could focus on finding the instigator without having to worry about another attack on mk any time soon.

Claws and magic released the whimpering mess from his clutches as he turned to leave. He sent Mei a text update as he passed through a shadow portal to the next step of his investigation.