#izogie

Izogie x Black!Fem!Reader

Synopsis: Strange disappearances of Oyo men have been happening near Dahomey. Some of the Oyo’s prisoners have magically vanished. General Oba Ade of the Oyo accuses the King of Dahomey & his Agojie warriors of being involved. It is up to the Agojie to get to the bottom of the strange occurrences to protect their village. That is until a certain warrior stumbles upon an alluring creature, The Damned.

WordCount: 2k

A/N: This is all I had written in the drafts.

taglist: @blacksapphhicmaddonna @mybonafidefeelings @zeezeecave @scribblecake @gr00vyminibus @uhwhatsay @lppriceisright @xenaizogie

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Chapter 3 [ch.1] [ch.2]

Muffled voices had awakened you out of your well needed sleep. Even with the curse of immortality your body still needed its rest. Eyes peeling open, vision slightly blurred as it adjusted to the bright shine of the sun. Unlike the myth told by different generations, the sun could only weaken your abilities but not kill you. Blinking a few times as you tried to reach to wipe your eyes realizing you were restrained to a chair. Looking around, figuring out you were in some type of confinement area within a village. There were people walking around going about their business as they passed you by. Tugging at the ropes that tied your wrists down to the chair yet no luck of breaking free. Two pairs of feet had planted in front of you causing your eyes to wander upward.

“We will take you to our King. He wishes to have some words with you.” The woman you recalled being named Izogie dryly told you. 

Narrowing your eyes at the woman, you didn’t answer but simply observed her as you tried pulling on the ropes again. Smirking down at your weak attempts letting out a chuckle at the contrast of strengths you had earlier for her warrior sisters. The second woman spoke up, drawing your attention to her.

“I’m Amenza, the one you flipped over earlier. We do not wish to harm you but you must understand why we had to restrain you, no?” Her voice was softer and seemed more welcoming than this Izogie woman. You huffed and shrugged as relaxed your attempts to break free.

“This King you speak of, why does he want to speak with me?” Completely annoyed with the situation you were in, you rolled your eyes.

“Strange things have been happening near Dahomey and it involves our people. He just wants to know if you have witnessed anything that could give an answer.” Amenza had stepped forward but Izogie stopped Amenza in her tracks.

“We will escort you to his quarters but if you try anything…” She paused to bend down to your eye level. “I will not hesitate to crack you in the skull again.” She roughly untied you to stand you up and bounded your wrist behind you again. 

“Ah, so that weak hit was you?” You teased, knowing full and well her blow left you dazed but you were annoyed with this woman’s cockiness.

Izogie gripped your left arm tightly with her nails scraping your skin making you hiss. Amenza took your right forcing you to walk to the King's quarters. The General was waiting by the quarter's door where she greeted Izogie and Amenza. Her eyes were emotionless when she gazed directly at you before turning to lead you to their king.

“King Gezo, this is the woman I was speaking of.” The General pointed back to you, King Gezo motioned you to come forward. Izogie and Amenza walked you closer to stand in front of him. He eyed you up and down as he poked his lips analyzing your appearance.

“You bruised some of my greatest warriors.” He stated, calmly as he raised his eyebrows. You kept quiet, diverting your eyes to your feet.

“I understand you were afraid but do not take my Agojie not taking your head for weakness.” He continued sternly. You muttered something smart under your breath that Izogie caught.

“What was that?” King Gezo asked. Deciding to take the safer route figuring these warriors were doing what they had to do just as you.

“I said, I apologies. I was only trying to protect my sister.” Your voice cracked, remembering how worried your sisters might be. King Gezo hummed and looked to his General.

“She was not alone, Nanisca?” He questioned as General Nanisca nodded.

“Just another young woman. This one attacked us trying to save her.” Nanisca answered.

“Why were you in the forest?” King Gezo asked you.

“There is a pond there that my sisters and I like to swim in.” You simply replied.

“Have you seen anything strange there?” Looking up in the air like you were genuinely pondering the question you shook your head.

“If I may ask, where are you from? Your eyes are something I have not seen before.” He narrowed his eyes with genuine curiosity.

“I am not from this land but of a place far from here.” You lied, hoping he’d be satisfied with your answer. He nodded suspiciously before speaking again.

“One last thing, what is your name?” Searching your mind for the answer. You had almost forgotten the name that was given to you by the woman who gave you your rebirth. Her name was Akasha and she was one of the most powerful vampire queens that ruled Egypt. She had saved you when you were nearly killed by a foreign disease and gave you a second chance at life. You took care of her like a mother and protected her like a sister which earned your new name.

“My name is Anat.” Answering softly, fixing your intense gaze on King Gezo. He rested on his throne as he rubbed his chin, thinking.

“Well, Anat. You have answered my questions but I cannot let you go so soon.” He said matter of factly. You frowned and tensed under the hold of the warrior women.

“I have done what you have asked of me.” You spat out. King Gezo laughed.

“Yes, that is true. But you almost took my Agojie warriors out and I do not believe you were fully honest with me. We will keep you here for a few more days. You are more than welcome to engage with the people of the village but under the watch of Izogie.”  You looked at Izogie who had a puzzled look on her face but regained her nonchalant composure. 

“But I-” King Gezo threw a hand up.

“You are dismissed. Amenza and Izogie will take you to your quarters.” With that Izogie and Amenza escorted you away from the King’s hall and out into the village. Three women in white had approached Izogie.

“Is she staying here?” One asked curiously.

“Not now, Nawi. Return to your training.” Izogie pushed past the trainees to guide you into your designated quarters. Amenza had untied you this time.

“Supper will be served at dusk. Izogie will be here by the door in case you need anything.” Amenza said softly. 

“Or if you try to escape.” Izogie joked, causing Amenza to give her a pointed look before they both headed out of your temporary home.

You were left with your own company as you sat on your cot, relaxing your head against the wall. Closing your eyes and calming your breathing, shifting your focus to your senses. The goal being to channel one of your sister’s thoughts but accidentally hearing someone else’s. It was a woman's voice discussing how irritated they were with the responsibility of watching you when they were supposed to be training the trainees. You weren’t so pleased with having someone babysit you and being stuck in a place you didn’t wish to be in the first place. You quickly shifted your focus somewhere else to stop you from finding the source of the voice and taking your frustration out on them.

“Sister…

 Answer if you are safe.

Please be okay.”

Instantly recognizing the voice belonging to your older sister, Dayo.

“Dayo! 

I am safe.

Are you all safe and sound?” You asked.

“Thank goodness! We were worried!

Yes, we are safe. We will come to you. Tell me where you are?” Dayo asked urgently.

“I am in a village called Dahomey.

But they have me under watch by their army called Agojie.”

“I’ve heard of them.

They’re the strongest warriors within the country.

The Agojie are not like the Oyo. They’re very strategic.”

“Maybe rescuing me is not a good idea…

I’ll wait it out, they only want me here for a few days until I’m proven trustworthy.” You said.

“If you believe that is best, sister. We will meet again soon.” Dayo replied.

“Until then.” You broke the connection. Just a few more days. You laid down feeling woozy from being hungry and still discombobulated from Nanisca knocking you out. Hours had passed and the natural light from the window in your quarters grew darker. You awoke to your door creaking open. Izogie wandered in with a plate of food, clothes, and a lantern.

“Here is your supper and a change of clothes. Knock on the door when you are done.” She handed you a bowl as she set your clothes and the lantern to the side and quickly turned to leave.

“What is in it? You stared at the bowl of food, the smell was alluring but you were afraid your stomach wouldn’t agree with it. 

“You think we would poison you?” Her voice rose an octave, surprised by your questioning of her people’s dish. You laughed.

“I am not saying that. I just… Nevermind.” Figuring you were probably asking too much and judging by the uninterested look on Izogie’s face, you let it go. She blinked then shrugged you off before going back to guard the outside of your door. 

You watched the shadows of her feet walk back and forth. Turning your attention to the bowl of food in front you, you only ate the rice and bread. Something that Akasha had encouraged you to eat instead of feeding the other way. 

Getting up and approaching the door you knocked and took a step back as Izogie perched through. You handed her the bowl and felt her hands graze over yours making her tsk at how cold they felt.

“How are you cold if it is still warm out? Do you need another blanket?” She asked, annoyed. You pulled your hand away from hers as you shook your head.

“I’m fine, thank you. Was just a sickly child that never fully recovered is all.” You answered quickly. Izogie hummed as she stared into your eyes, finally getting a good look at your features. She noticed your silver eyes that had a hint of gold in them and how your skin looked perfect like porcelain. You caught the way her eyes dropped to your lips then darted them down to your long nails. 

“You poke people's eyes out too?” She asked. You gave her a startled look as she smacked her lips. She held your hands up with hers and pointed at the sharped point of her nails. 

“These. I used to stun my enemies, I poke their eyes out. It ends the fight quickly if they cannot see.” She winked and let go of your hand. 

“Oh.” Was all you could reply with.

“Are you not a fighter?” She asked genuinely. You silently shook your head.

“Then how did you learn to fight like that earlier?” Izogie questioned.

Because I’m a really old vampire that had to learn to survive through different forms of violence that existed within the past few centuries.

“Just something I picked up from my travels.” You turned to gather your new set of clothes. She laughed softly.

“Well, we are training new trainees tomorrow. I could show you around if you ever get sick of confinement… Just don’t get any smart ideas.” She added, still watching you as you walked back to her.

“Hm. As long as you don’t knock me in the head or tie me up, I think that would be nice.” You replied sarcastically, making the woman laugh at your remarks. Izogie squinted her eyes at you.

“No promises. But I will let you rest. Good night, Anat.” She softened her gaze on you before she went out of your room, shutting the door behind her.

“Good night, Izogie.” You said softly as you turned to change into the clean clothes she gave you. Blowing out the lantern you laid down on your mat in complete darkness, closing your eyes as you calmed your breathing. Channeling your thoughts to communicate with your sisters but having the connection be interrupted by the same voice again.

“Anat…

Such a pretty name. Must be from Egypt?

Ah, her eyes are the most intriguing color I have ever seen.

Hey there suga, how you? Soo i really don't have an explanation for this... there is no plot whatsoever, just pure shamelessness...Enjoy!! (oh and the same rules apply, Izogie broke a couple nails...you know the ones)

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