The Iron Steed ( Karl Heisenberg x reader)

Tools

I was falling to the ground when everything went black.

I woke up on some type of autopsy table
« what the fuck happened » I asked myself
How am I not dead, I thought I killed myself or I would've thought that Heisenberg would've killed me by now.
Suddenly I hear footsteps outside of the room where I was, I lay back down and closed my eyes pretending I had never woken up.
The footsteps get loud and came right next to me, my eyes were still closed I was too scared to open them.
Suddenly, I feel big rough hand lift up my shirt, my Brest were almost exposed to the unknown
Stranger lifting up my shirt. immediately I got up and punched the stranger in the face!
Heisenberg backed off and puts his hand on his face
Oh god I juste punched him in the face.
« oww » he tells me even if he didn't look hurt at all.
« so your awake. » he adds
I look at him, I didn't really know what to say. I sat up on the autopsy table.
« do you usually lift girls shirts while they're sleeping? » I asked him
He stayed silent
« do you want me to. »
He said that with a deep stern voice teasing me, I flustered until I remembered the situation. I put my hands on my chest to reassure myself to feel something hard on my shoulder.. not like bones but more like metal. I look inside my shirt and I've got metal on my shoulder, the bastard used me as a human Ginny pig!
« I'm not a Ginny pig! If you want to kill me then do it now!! » I yell out to him
He turns around and grins at me as if I'm a child
« I have more use for you » he says with a monotone voice
« so what, you'll toy with me and then kill me?! »
« basically yeah. » he turns back around and walks towards a table of tools
I wanted to cry, after all this he was going to torture me and turn me into one of those creatures. I don't want to end up like those things I'd rather die.
He turns back around with tools in his hand, he pulls out a chair in front of the table I was on.
« take off your shirt » he ordered
« no. » I tell him.
I didn't want him to see my my chest
He furrows his eyebrows like he'd lost patience. He got up and ripped my shirt off my chest. My Brest and stomach were exposed and so was the metal on my shoulder
He pushed me down to the autopsy table
« GET OFF GET OFF STOP » I had imagined the worse by now
« shut up » he says
He starts working on the metal that he put on my shoulder with the tools he brought. I was still wiggling trying to get away but he was so strong and effortlessly was able to pin me down I couldn't escape. I turned my eyes to him when I realized that he's not paying attention to anything else but my shoulder. He's not looking anywhere else, he was focused on one thing only. I calmed down and stoped moving realizing that he doesn't have any sexual intentions. After about 30 minutes he takes his hands off me and gets up. I didn't really know what to do or say.
« could you maybe give me a shirt, you ripped mine to shreds » I tell him covering my breasts
He looks at me realizing that I'm bare chest. He turns around and says:
« in the next room, there's a shirt, you can have it. » he was actually being nice by giving me a shirt. I get up and head to the next room to put the shirt on, but what the hell. This man is crazy, he just replaced some of the flesh on my shoulder with metal.. couldn't he have just sown my skin or something. He's insane.
I turned around about to head back into the room when I stopped and realized that I have a chance to run.  why should I go back, I should run and get out of here. And so I did
I was running and running trying to find a way out of this damn factory. I was turning left and right into different doors and rooms hoping the next would lead me out.
Suddenly I turn my head and a scrap of metal flies so close to my face it slightly cuts my cheek.
Heisenberg was walking towards me with a cigar in his mouth
« I've got plans for you little theif, I can't let tou get away »
I wanted to speak up but as soon as my mouth opened a bunch of little metal scraps flew right next to my body forming a bunch of small scratches all over my body. I cover my head in fear that one might blind me but none did, I open my eyes to the sight of Heisenberg grinning.
« why are you doing this » I ask him desperately
« I do what I want, when I want » he says
He hits my head which was already pretty damaged from the two other times he slammed my head against the wall, I fall on the ground and he grabs my hair. He starts pulling me down the halls of the factory
he dragged me back to the autopsy table, and he tells me to sit back on the autopsy table, Out of fear I don't retaliate and I sit. He sits in front of me with the chair he previously pulled out and looked at me directly in the eyes
« you're going to be my little assistant » he tells me with a grin.
« What » Im so confused, I thought he would've rather turned me into a monster or tortured and killed me.
« your going to help me out, your the daughter of the blacksmith. Make parts that I need for my little projects and I won't kill you, cogs, wires and such »
« but I'm not a black smith, my father is. »
He looked straight into my eyes as if he wouldn't take that for an answer.
« You've seen him work, you just do what he did » he tells me with a serious face
Is this guy for real? I can't just do what my father did I have no experience. I can't do it
I can't
« okay.. »
I look down
« great, so as long as you make parts for me I won't hurt you, no promises tho » he grins
This is a nightmare from which I can't wake up. I feel like a princess from a fairytale stuck in a tower and Heisenberg is the dragon keeping me there. But in my story no price charming is going to come to my rescue.
Heisenberg gets up
« what are you going sitting down, get to work. » he hands me a list of things he needs for me to make and leaves. He didn't even tell me where to work and where the tools are.
I search around this maze of a factory when I found a door, It looked different from others. It has a complex but beautiful lock, there's no way I could pick it. I tried to push the door hoping it was unlocked but it was locked, no surprise. I wonder what's in that door..
After a long while I found the tools and the room where I could work.
« alrighttt »
I roll up my sleeves and put gloves on getting ready to work, I try and do everything my father does when he forges iron but it was a complete fail. The metal rod I tried to make was a zigzag line, how was I going to do this. I kept trying and trying to make something until a piece of iron flew and barley missed my face.
I put my tools down and crumble on the floor, he's going to kill me.
I hear someone walk in the room, I look up and it's Heisenberg.
« what the hell are you on the floor » he grabs my shirt collar and pulls me up.
« No slacking » he pushes me to a table where I crash and hit my stomach.
He leaves and I put my gloves, mask back on, grab my tools and keep working like he told me to. I was in constant fear of Heisenberg, as I was working I was wondering if he was watching me from a camera somewhere planning a way to kill me. Before I knew it, I made a straight wire, it was perfect. I smiled at the sight, not only did I do this by myself but Heisenberg might not kill me. And so I make more for him, eventually I move on to the next thing on the list. Little by little I was crossing off the items on the list and eventually I finished. I sit down, absolutely exhausted since I've been working nonstop for hours.
Heisenberg comes into the room where im sitting and looks at the piles of things I forged for him. He looks back at me but he looks angry.
« I finished all the things on the list » I tell him
He comes towards me and grabs my wrist, the one with the hand that held the list of items Heisenberg asked me to forge.
« lazy whore, you think you can just slack off »
I didn't understand, I finished everything he asked me to do. When suddenly he hands me another list of items to forge
« your never done, don't assume so. If you finish the list there will ALWAYS be more. Get up off your ass before I bash your head open » he storms out
For a grown man he acts like a child, none the less I was  terrified and started working again
Under my mask, tears fell down my face. Im so miserable, my arms hurt so much, I want to see my father again.
It was late at night when Heisenberg came back in the room, I was still working on the second list he gave me.
« you'll finish the rest tomorrow » he tells me and walks out.
Is this his way of telling me to go to sleep now? I didn't complain about it because as soon as he exited the room I lay on the hard metal ground and fall asleep ignoring the roaring sound of the factory machines.