Ophidiophobia or ophiophobia- Fear of snakes

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All your life your biggest fear has been snakes. Sure reptiles and amphibians make you squirm but specifically snakes terrify you.

There's no backstory or reason for this semi-irrational phobia. Your only memory was of your first encounter; seeing a small black garden snake basking in the sun on your road. Well this encounter didn't end well. That harmless snake did nothing to you, but as soon as you saw it you were paralyzed in fear; unable to blink or even twitch a limb. Terrified screams bellowed from your mouth until your mother ran out from your home and physically removed you from the presence of the creature, scolding you for scaring her. This was when you were only a little girl. Now imagine how bad this fear has developed over time.

You're Orochimaru's prized possession: his most favorite "test subject". I believe it's even safe to say that you're more treasured than Sasuke Uchiha, although Orochimaru does not wish to use your body as a future vessel. You see, you've been working under the rogue sanin for years now, and recently you've just turned twenty years old. You went rogue at 15 after your mothers passing and ended up in Orochimaru's clutches.

Why exactly does the reptilian rogue cherish you so dearly? Well that's because you're his work of art. He's implanted the scales from snake skin into your body and once it mingled with your chakra it's caused you to mutate. Of course you're still human, but because you've also been branded with the oh-so-famous curse mark, once activated you morph into a savagely fierce cobra.

Some may think it cruel that Orochimaru would turn you into the very creature you loathe. But his goal was to make you stronger; to help you get over your phobia. Obviously, it didn't end the way he hoped it would.

You hissed as the stinging sensation began in your finger. Within seconds, the crimson liquid spouted from the tip, causing your whole hand to throb. You bent over, picking up the test tube you cut yourself with, collecting the glass shards more carefully than you had handled it. "Damn it," you scolded yourself, while discarding the broken glass and wiping up the purple liquid that once sloshed in the glass beaker.

As you got to your feet, brushing the dust from the dirty floor off your clothing, out of the corner of your eye you noticed a long, slithering, almost pulsating creature. The elongated, limbless reptile: it was a python. You gasped as it processed in your brain what was before you, and you couldn't even scream.

"Eek!" You backed up a little too quickly, causing a barrage of madness to erupt in the lab. Unfortunately, the only gift bestowed upon you was clumsiness so it was inevitable that you had knocked down and most likely broken just about every beaker and test tube stored on the desk. An array of colors mingled with each other all over the floor, making it very slippery, and probably causing some toxic reaction due to all the chemicals mixing. But all you had in mind was that slippery, slimy snake, it's beady eyes looking straight at you. And once you saw the creature, you couldn't get its picture out of your line of vision, even though you looked away, everything began to resemble the reptile; including every wire or cord lined around the room. Your heart rate increased and your blood turned cold, but as you would knots at your scalp in anxiousness, a rescuer finally showed up.

All you caught was his silky jet black hair and milk white skin fly past you as Orochimaru ran to retrieve the snake, his movements even reminded you of how the cold blooded creature wild slither, causing a shiver to tickle your spine.

"Get it out, get it out, get it out!" You screeched, nail biting and completely disheveled while cowering in a corner of the laboratory.

You forcefully closed your eyes, not even allowing yourself a peek at any of your surroundings, not until Orochimaru-sama had the repulsive creature under lock and key.

As you held your face in your hands, you felt something wrap around you, causing your eyes to widen. Your paranoia hadn't diminished in the slightest, you couldn't help but feel on edge at the smallest touch or sound.

Orochimaru had you in a protective embrace, allowing his forehead to meet yours. You furrowed your eyebrows, just now realizing the tears that had begun to cascade down your cheeks. As your crystal blue eyes met Orochimaru's reptilian yellow ones, you couldn't help but feel calmer and just a little bit more at ease.

Your hands wound fists in his shirt, contracting the fabric in fistfuls as you needed something to grab on to. You risked a peek behind him and your vision met chaos. You shot a sorrowful look at Orochimaru, mentally promising you'll clean your mess, but he shook his head.

"No, {Name}, it's okay. Don't worry about it." His voice was low and silky, convincing and very soothing.

You swallowed once, and wiped your tears away. Orochimaru stroked your hair and you allowed your hands to graze over his smooth skin, tracing the dramatic purple lines etched into his face. "I-I'm sorry, Orochimaru-sama. I shouldn't have gotten so scared." You apologized, your voice laced with sorrow.

Orochimaru only shook his head and grazed a finger over your lips, still admiring how beautiful you looked. You shared the same eyes, except the color, for yours are a crystal clear blue that light up your face and make you glow from the inside out.

Right next to you you noticed a glass shard, and in it you glimpsed your reflection. You had been so worked up you just couldn't rationally think so a gasp emitted your lips and you buried your face into Orochimaru's neck; you had seen your reflection and your own snake like resemblance caught you by surprise.

A low chuckle could be heard, and felt from his throat, and Orochimaru helped you to your feet. He embraced you once again, stooping down to your level, burying his face into your neck and inhaling the natural sweet scent which you secrete. His hair tickled you and made goosebumps raise along the back of your neck.

By now you felt a bit more secure and Orochimaru-sama pulled away to make sure you were okay. You gave him a small smile, causing warmth to spread throughout the man's heart. He put his hands directly onto your waist, and leaned in, planting a very gentle, and very unexpected kiss onto your lips. But before you could do anything, he had pulled away, ushering you away from the laboratory.

To this day, it's still unknown why you suffer from Ophidiophobia when a human-snake mutation as Orochimaru fails to make you squirm.