y/n- Your Name L/N-Last name.
There you were, a young traveler, somehow ended up in the undercity bar "The last drop" it used to be Vander's place, until he fleed with his kids to who knows were.
you signaled the bar tender for a drink, he nodded and you grabbed the drink, you turn around, facing the drunk partying crowd, the smell of illegal substances and alcohol filling your nose.
You leaned your back on the bar and started to watch people, After awhile you openend your travelers backpack and grabbed your personal poetry book, grabbed your pen, and started writing. You loved poetry so much, after awhile the loud partying music made your ears hurt and you decided to move to a quieter place, still writing and not paying attention to the outside you bumped into a tall man, he was well dressed, when I looked up I saw his face, the half of his face was scarred, I was shocked and quickly stood up.
I apologized since I didn't want any troubles. I ran out, but when I stepped outside the door I was missing my poetry book. "shit" I exclaimed and walked back in. oddly everyone was silent. The mysterious man still standing on the same spot. His face terrified me. I noticed everyone looking our way. when I looked closely I saw that he was holding my poetry book.
I was to scared to say anything, when he turned around facing me my eye's widened. "oh shit" I softly mumbled. that is Silco. Undercity's most dangerous criminal. He opens my poetry book and read one of my verse's out loud. I was to scared to even make the slightest of eye contact. But I couldn't leave without my poetry book. He stared me right in the eye. I softly but clearly said "can I please have my poetry book back? I don't want any trouble" He looked at me clearly annoyed and put the book in his tall jackets pocket. and continued walking. I knew he was dangerous but I needed that poetry book back. I stupidly landed on my knees and held his long black coat. I looked down and begged him for my poetry book. Silco's guards who were about to slash me stopped when silco raised his hand. The entire bar was silent. he kneels down to my length and his scared face being in front of mine. I was so scared of him. then he roughly said "Take her" then I felt a hard knock on my head. and was knock out.
When I woke up I found myself on on red couch, when I tried to stand up I felt my hands and legs being tied up. It took me a second to remember everything but then I remembered. I loudly yelled for help. Then I heard footsteps coming my way, I started to scream and yell for help. until i realized who walked in the door. Silco, I started balling my eye's out. I made up lies about my family and friends. he kneeled down to my level and said "I know you don't have any close relative's or friends" I was shocked, he stood up again and he sat down at his desk grabbing something out of his drawer.
I cried, thinking he was going to hurt me or kill me. he walked my direction and reached for his pocket. I tried to stop him, but I couldn't bring anything out but wimpers. I closed my eye's but then I heard him telling me poetry, I slowly opens my eye's seeing he was reading out of my journal. I was quite terrified. because I wrote some really fucked up shit about The Undercity's Dangerous killer" I was worried and softly told him to stop going trough my journal.
He looked angry my direction and I decided it was best to be silent. When I arrived at the page about "Silco's face" I started shaking. his low crispy voice started talking "terrifying face, fear pain a world of a criminal" Then he closed the book and looked me straight in the eye.
"are you afraid of me?" I didn't answer. Than he moved closer to my face, his scared half coming closer, I tried to move away but he grabbed my cheek and forced me to look at him. than he started to examine my facial structures. than he softly grinned. I held my breath the entire time. still terrified of what he will do to me, he let go of my face and stood up. standing in front of me.
I looked up to him, still looking terrified. than he grabbed a knife. I thought it was the end for me and and I squeezed my eye's closed but apparently he cut my ropes. I tried to run but he grabbed me by my wrists and threw me against his wall. I screamed in agony but he didn't seem to be bothered at all. he grabbed me by my wrists and tied me to his chair that was in front of his desk. I build up the courage to say "what do you want from me" he looked at me disrespected. and he kissed my forehead, I was confused and scared and he said "don't you worry y
" and he held my face like I was some sort of puppy. his rough hands stroking my face and his fucked up psychotic smile washing over my body.
