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𝙻𝚒𝚏𝚎

1 week later

"You look like a mess. What happened." The Auditor was peering over you, your figure was hunched over the toilet seat, throwing up. You were forced to drink blood but this seemed extreme, The Auditor bends down next to you and lifts up your head.
"I don't see why you're making this so difficult. Just agree to be my lover and all will be okay." Your stomach churned at the energy they were giving off, you felt that, if you said no, they would kill you. But if they wanted you make you into a clone of them surely they wouldn't do that, right?

"N-not...a ch-ance...Bastard." their grip on your jaw tightened as their flames seemed to get more vigorous. They stayed silent for a moment before chuckling to himself, throwing you to the floor.

"Actually, this may be a good thing. I've already exterminated that pesky smoker they had with them...now if I return you and build Hank's mental state back up...I could kill you and bring him to his knees, giving me an opportunity to kill him."

No, don't do that, anything but that...

"Preposterous, a simple plan like that has too many flaws, besides, if you die then I get rid of my future wife." They walks out of the room and locks the door behind them, leaving you sick and tired, of their bullshit but mainly just actually sick.

You crawled your way to your bed and just stared at the ceiling, when the smell of something burning filled your nose, you shoot up and look behind you, to see an area of burnt pillow where your head was.
"Oh hell no, I didn't even swallow that muuuu....I'm gonna he sick again." You grasp onto your stomach and rush over to your bathroom, returning to the toilet, you were tired of this, imagine having to go from the bed to the bathroom and back while literally throwing up and feeling sick.

Another week passes

god, by now your pillow was completely burnt, but to be honest, you didn't really want to sleep anymore. The Auditors transformative process has already begun...

You would...have these nightmares about the hellhole that Nevada was just a few years ago. Like you were committing crimes none dare speak of. You weren't even near the area that it happened but the vivid details were just, disgusting.
"Hank is known as Nevada's Killing Machine, did he really kill thousands of people...?"

"I thought I told you not to speak that name?" The Auditor places their hands on your shoulders, appearing out of nowhere, their breath on your neck. You didn't even know they had a respiratory system!

"Oh fuck off, your a cloud of steam what are you gonna do?" They sit on your lap and grips onto your hair, they lean up and chuckle into your ear.
"W4n7 70 73s7 7h47~?" Chills run through you, for some reason their voice made you so weak, not in an attractive way but in a creepy, mystical way.

You were about to go on another train of thought when the Auditor moved around on your lap so that their legs were wrapped around your waist and their arms on your shoulders, it made you very uncomfortable...
"Please move, get off." You look up at them and try to move their hips, which failed, your hands going through them. They place their lips on your neck and rests their head on your shoulders. You try to stand up but The Auditor becomes like, 200 pounds, they're usually weightless but I guess they could control their weight. You give up and lean against the wall while the Auditor just rests on top of you, their flames hitting your cheek.

"Why do you struggle? This life will be one of peace, a long life with someone who loves you. I don't understand you humans." The Auditor mumbles and tightens their grip on you a small amount, which only made you more uncomfortable.
"Because, you're trying to make me..what ever you are. I was getting used to my life with those 2, now I can't even lay down on my pillow without my hair catching it on fire! And please could you get off?!" You try and pry them off but your arms just kept going through them, a pit of dread growing in your stomach.
"No. I'm not hurting you, so why should I move?"

"BECAUSE I'M UNCOMFORTABLE! IF YOU WANNA LOVE SOMEONE THEN RESPECT MY BOUNDRIES!?" You try and stand up again, but you think you pissed them off because they got heavier, The Auditor looks at you with a blank look, so much so that their mouth had disappeared, they look down in their own world. They get off and quickly leave the room, again locking the door like that held you in here somehow.

"So tired..." you hang your head low and close your eyes, no matter how tired you get...you just can't fall asleep, at least you can still eat, right?