You felt the cold snow under your knees, fuck how it burned from the cuts on your knees, but you couldn't help but stay on your knees admiring the werewolves who were ruthlessly murdering every man, woman, and child in the village. You felt a smile creep on your face, and you started to laugh as you got up of your knees. You couldn't stop watching, you didn't know if it was the bloodshed of the village you didn't care about or the beautiful creatures slaughtering them. However, those creatures spotted you and you noticed and started to bolt in the other direction. You ended up tripping as your knees gave up and because of that you had damaged your legs even more from the rock you landed on. Thankfully they were not broken but the amount of blood and pain drove you insane. You dragged yourself to a tree so you could rest but thoughts flooded your head, so it wasn't exactly peaceful. You noticed a pack of wolves entering and you started to laugh, you loved the wolves you adored how they looked, but mainly the way they looked when they were ripping people apart limb by limb. However as much as you loved the Wolves it was their leader that made you go crazy, God how Lord Heisenberg did things to you. How you only wished you were his. But the two of you had only ever seen each other once, and that one time was when you first met him.
However, it wasn't going to be the only time as the wolves all started to charge at you as you heard boots stomping through the snow "Well, Well, Well, look what we have here" a man said crouching down you instantly knew who it was and fuck the war crimes you had to commit in your head to stop yourself from jumping onto him. You just stared at him with a dumb look on your face "OH! You ARE a local he responded to himself "I recognize you; you are that girl last year... yes I remember you" he said getting up he reached his hand out to help you up on your feet however he noticed the blood over your legs and whistled as a wolf walked over. And you felt like a big baby as you felt Heinsberg's big hands wrap around your small waist as he picked you up and placed you on the wolf and started walking. You in tow on the wolf next to him with the pack around you both.
"So little lady, got a name?" he asked "U-Uh Y/N" You replied "Nice name, you probably already know me, Heinsberg. Or more a less the name the village knew me as 'The Iron Steed'" He responded to you. The walk to his factory was awkward for you both as Heinsberg never had guests and you couldn't speak to save your life at this point because you were so lost for words you couldn't process any words to even say. The two of you arrived at the factory as he led you down several hallways you got to admit even though you loved this man you were kind of scared. The two of you finally arrived at a room where he picked you up of the wolf and put you on the table and sent the wolf out. He then started walking around tending to your knees. "You are pretty fucking stupid you know" he commented starting on your left knee "What do you mean?!" you said in shock "You already had cuts on your knees, yet you still decided to fall into the snow directly on them?" he replied "I was watching a beautiful view" you admitted "Oh? Aren't you from the village though?" he questioned you and you gave off a smile "Hun, I may be from the village but I was never one of them" you said eyerolling "You may say you are not, you may act like you are not, however your blood connects you to them like it or not" he commented after purposely cleaning your other knee a bit more aggressively. "HEY!" you raised you voice at him all though mentally you were dying from talking to him. He let a little chuckle out "It's best you avoid walking, your knees fucking hate you. The snow you stupidly decided to fall into had lots of wood and stuff in it so if you avoid moving you will heal faster." He finished
"How am I supposed to go anywhere?" you said back you noticed that he didn't say anything and just came closer to you, your head started spinning with several lewd ideas and you could feel that blush slowly creep onto your face, so you shook your head violently and watched as he picked you up bridal style and carried you. As Heinsberg walked around the factory with you in his arms you admitted to yourself that this was amazing, he was so warm that you couldn't stop the feeling of falling asleep.
You had awoken and you noticed the warmth you had felt when you had fallen asleep was gone, you also noticed you were on a bed in a room alone. You could feel the thoughts coming into your brain fast. The overthinking... You couldn't help it. When you felt scared, stressed, worried. Your brain swapped to the overthinking mode. And unfortunately, you were always stressed so overthinking was the only thing you knew, your mind always felt like a mess until you learned to deal with it. Your mind was always thinking of things to overthink. Overthinking however when you are already overthinking ruined you though. You always tried to stay calm, so you were only your daily over thinking self. You grabbed the bed sheets and started crying, at a rapid pace. Some tears started to decorate the sheets. You curled up into the beds top left corner. Not long after you heard the door open it was Heisenberg, he walked in with a soft sad face and walked over to you and sat across from you on the bed.
"Hey, are you ok" he asked keeping the space between you watch as you broke down in your own mind, however when you made eye contact with him you had felt a blush start appearing however the voices in your head were not the usual overthinking voices, so you threw yourself at him. You wrapped your arms around his neck as you buried your face into his chest. He took a moment before finally putting his arms around your waist. "I-I'm sorry" you spoke before silence for a minute "Hey its ok I understand... Voices?" he responded. You explained while staying in the hug how you always overthink things and that when you are stressed and stuff you can overthink, you're overthinking which can ruin you. You then asked him why he cared, from the tales you had heard, Heinsberg was careless, ruthless, blood thirsty and overall heartless. And the fact you both barely knew each other yet here he was hugging you back trying to calm you down blew your mind. You adored the blood thirsty Heinsberg you were told about however the little puppy you saw from him right now trying to comfort you make you smile.
"Thank you" you mumbled as you slowly dozed off in his arms once again, sure you only met him once, but you felt safe around him. Maybe that is why you were so drawn to him? Because you just felt like you needed someone to support you and all his stories of being the 'Iron Steed' felt close to your own story. The idea made you have a warm and bubbly smile pop up on your face and Heisenberg saw this and couldn't help but smile back and you just faintly heard him say "You cute little thing" before he left the room.
Hours later you woke up rubbing your head as you sat up, you noticed a figure just entered the room. "Ello dear" he said taking off his hat he walked over to you and reached into his trench coat. He then pulled a stuffed bear out. It wasn't a small bear; it was a medium size brown stuffed bear. He passed it to you and smiled "I hope this will help comfort you, when you are ready ill help you around the factory" he smiled and left you with the bear. You noticed he had left his hat, so you are being a sneaky little lovable cutie. You reached over and grabbed it and plopped it onto the bears head and fell back asleep. Little did you know... Heisenberg was still watching you with a big smile on his face.
See all though you only saw him for the first time not too long ago at a festival and this was the first time meeting him, that wasn't Heisenberg's first time meeting you...
YOU ARE READING
Lady Of The Factory (Heisenberg X Reader)
FanfictionY/N thought she was a hated villager among the village, but after the bloodshed and truth and the friendship of someone she admires, she and him decide to change the village by setting it free from the torture by the mother of the village. Mother Mi...