ʜᴀɴᴋ ᴊ ᴡɪᴍʙʟᴇᴛᴏɴ, ᴀ ᴍʏsᴛᴇʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ

𝙽𝚞𝚖𝚋

"Hank come on! Are you just gonna forget about her now that she's gone?"

"Yes. Have you forgotten what happened to Deimos? She's dead Sanford, get over it." Hank begins to shut his door, not wanting to continue this conversation, everyday Sanford would try to convince Hank to help him get Y/n back, but everyday Hank had the same excuse not too. Sanford was getting tired of it.

Sanford sighs and walks back into his room, falling on his bed and staring at the ceiling.
"I just don't get it. I mean, they seemed close, Hank isn't the person to toy with someone, so was is up with him?" He stays silent and closes his eyes, it was so quiet without her, was it this quiet before? Or maybe this is another type of silence, dread possibly? Either way he's tired of it, he just wants his friend back, and he was gonna get her.

"If you don't want her back then I'll get her, I can't lose another person to that bastard." Sanford sighs and takes one more bite out of his food before walking out of the door, at midnight. But ever since Y/n had been taken away Hank had trouble sleeping, so he was wide awake when he heard the door close. Hank quickly got up and walked to the door, peeking out of the window, watching Sanford get closer and closer to failing.

"That idiot, he's gonna get himself killed..." Am I going to let that happen though? Should I risk seeing Y/n, or let Sanford die? God...

Hank gets dressed and begrudgingly walks out of the door, clenching his jaw as he trails behind Sanford, about 20 feet behind him.

At the A.A.H.W entrance

"Sanford!!" Hank whisper yells right before Sanford breaks in through a window, Sanford tenses up and turns around sheepishly. Hank runs up to him and grabs onto his arm, running into the nearest alleyway.
"..Hey Hank..." Sanford chuckles and scratches his head and looks the other way with an embarrassed look, contradicting Hanks deadpan.
"You idiot." Hank turned his back to Sanford and sneered, to which Sanford did not like or understand.

"Hey! At least I want her ba-" He was interupted by Hank grabbing his arm and easily hoisting him over his shoulder, smashing him into the concrete on his back, Sanford's face turns to pure surprise and shock as he groans and coughs up drops of blood, shockwaves of pain going through his back.

"HANK WHAT THE HELL?!" Sanford leans on his elbow and coughs up blood into the palm of his gloved hand, glaring at the serious crossed armed Hank.
"Your emotions are so troublesome. Let...let her go." Hanks voice falters, as he notices something out of the corner of his eye, he turns his attention to the building and gasps ever so slightly as his gaze meets a certain figure, a figure who was also mindlessly gazing into the distance, hoping to see her beloved once more. Her eyes trail to the alleyways and the 2 men catch her attention, easily being recognized by their dark apparel and masculine builds.

A feeling Hank was oh so acquainted with returns to his body that he had almost forgotten, the feeling of being loved, and loving. Sure he couldn't accurately see the woman but he recognized the room, and the person she was with all to well. Hank just watches their banter as Sanford regains his footing and catches his breath, Sanford eyes Hank, curious, and follows his gaze up to the window.

"So, wanna come along?" Sanford shoots Hank the smuggest grin and holds out his hand, which snaps Hank back to his current situation, Hank groans and smacks his Hand away, grabbing Sanford by the bandana and dragging him to A.A.H.W.

Inside the A.A.H.W

"Hank, try not to kill everyone." Sanford puts a hand on the clearly angry man's shoulder and sighs, maybe it wasn't such a good idea bringing him...

"Shut up. Let's just get her and go, I'm tired of being in here."

Your pov

"Love, come here." You sigh and peer down at the streets once more before begrudgingly walking over to the Auditor, which or some reason had taken on a much more masculine, 'I'm a manly businessmen who seduces their employees' kind of form. They grab your jaw softly and rotates your face from side to side, like they was examining you for the first time.
"What do you want?" You put your hands around their wrist and force them off of you, which surprisingly didn't make them mad in anyway.
"I want to know...what makes you happy." They scratch their temple and clears their throat, were they being, respectful?

"What makes me happy is my basic human rights." They tense up and holds their breath, being less, outspoken, then usual.
"I stay in here all day, only being able to talk to you and fiddle with my own thumbs. You don't even let me talk to your soldiers?! You've had me stuck here for almost a month and a half, and I haven't had a day where I haven't had to force you off of me. I don't know about you but I'm kinda fucking over it."

You pissed them off.

They stayed still for a moment, flames barely moving, then all hell breaks loose. Faster than you thought possible, they had you restrained and on the floor, and the room looked like it was on fire they was so angry. They clenched their fist and cleared their throat once more.
"Your mine, I don't care what you say. Your use for me goes beyond just a vessel for my usage to rule over this hellhole, consider yourself lucky that I've taken a liking to you." They look back at you before walking out once more, silence for a moment before a slamming sound loud enough to be heard all across town, then silence again.

You wiggle your wrist to discover that your restraints were only cloth from which the Auditor stole from your shirt, so you prop yourself up and walk over to the tiny one plate gas stove top you had was and carefully lifted the cage (what do you call those thingies :') off and held your wrists to the fire, burning the cloth, it didn't really hurt because along with the not being able to sleep, your sense of hot and cold was also deteriorating. You turn the stove of and throw the burned pieces of cloth out of your window, only to get caught in the magic barrier you were so find in. You would think that in an effort to escape you could just jump out of the window and clutch onto a balcony to stop your fall, but the first time you tried that your butt hit a barrier that prevented you from falling out. Who knew that The Auditor had some common sense?

You just sat on your bed for a while, rubbing your wrist in an angry manner. You didn't feel, human anymore, but you didn't feel like an alien, just this grey area of living and not living. Suspended in this numb state of barely being able to feel anything, it was terrifying. Who knows if one day you'll lose a limb and never feel it? The Auditor was an indestructible being while you were only a human, you could still bleed to death, or were you that far from humanity?