Just A 'Coincidence' (Madness combat X reader)

"Beg for ME" (Auditor)

"You're pissing me off, be glad You're not bent over my desk begging"

(Artist unknown, if found tell me)

You don't know how you ended up meeting the employers. Something about excellent marksmanship caused their voices to fill the area, which you paid little attention to. You were a bandit for Maker's sake; you cared little for rules and etiquette as your only chance of survival is to kill or be killed. Growing up with ex-agents of the A.A.H.W as they taught you everything you need to survive. They were like parents to you until a rogue MAG slaughtered them in cold blood.

Which brings you up to now, one of your lackeys burst into your tent crying about four shadowy men at the gate of your camp. Quickly grabbing your trusty hunter's rifle that was handed down to you by your caretakers and you exited your worn-out cloth tent. The other bandits held weapons made of metal scraps in their paws. Reaching the gate you suddenly felt uneasy, like you had slight vertigo with nausea, meeting the Employers themselves was an enormous deal, there were some rumors that grunts who have met them were never seen again. The doors of the gate slid open as it exposed the outside to you; the sky was all the same, like the crimson liquid that bleeds from the L33t agents. However, the shadowy figures contrasted against the sky as they stood in front of you. You thought it was a whole other joke about one bandit going insane and seeing things from hunger but this made your eyes widen.

The four stood next to each other with their hands behind their backs. They all had different eye colors and the way their black mass dissolved off their bodies differently made it like they have a certain power. They all had matching suits, and the ties were the same color as their glowing eyes. The one in white smoke came off in arrow-like particles, the one in red had flame-like wisps coming off of him, the pink had fog-like smoke rolling off of him, and finally, the blue one had erratic balls coming from his head. They all towered over your smaller form with ease. Your mouth went dry the longer they stared at you and murmured among themselves.

It felt like minutes as the Employers stared at you and you did as well, nothing but the wind was howling between you until the pink shadow spoke up. "Stand down, puny mortal. Drop your sad excuse of a weapon." He spoke with such malice behind his tone. Yet you did not drop your weapon until white outlined tentacles reached up from the dead soil of Nevada and tightly gripped onto your only source of protection and threw it to the side. A few of your lackeys heard the commotion and appeared behind you, with their weapons drawn and in a prepared stance. The one in red squinted his eyes and held his hands in front of him. A red and black glow came from his hands, which came out and evaporated your goons. Fear racked through your body as you stayed still.

However, you opened your eyes when you weren't immediately disintegrated, somehow they spared you from their powers. The confusion was short-lived as the malicious entities approached you. The blue one spoke barely audibly, "So beautiful..." His words sent a shiver down your spine. "What do you want from me?" you asked.

The four men chuckled as the one in white spoke, "We are the employers. Think of us as your new bosses. I am Deliberator." The blue one spoke in a calming way while taking your hand and giving your knuckles a slight kiss.

" Conductor " The white one snapped and pulled Deliberator away with a glare.

"Auditor" The red one spoke in an authoritative tone.

''And I am Stygian, Worm" The pink one said with such flair that he seemed proud of himself.