[A Bloody Bond] Zack Foster x Female Reader ⚠️GORE! READ DESCRIPTION!⚠️

Chapter 26

"Geez, those drawings suck." Zack judged as he stared at the wall with a disgusted face. Rachel nodded her head in agreement while (Y/N) kept walking in the hall to the next-door cell they see up ahead.

"Hey, don't be mean!~" The same woman from the speaker spoke.

"There is no time to stare at that. We have to hurry, guys. Especially hearing complaints from a woman who is older than me." (Y/N) ignoring the woman's voice.

"Hmph. I did the best I could! They're illustrations of the glorious punishments I've designed especially for you and (Y/N). I'd like to give both of you a choice. There's more than one way to punish a sinner, you see. So, I've got a variety of painful options waiting for you.~"

(Y/N) couldn't stand her annoying voice on the speaker along with Zack while Rachel stood there listening with an emotionless face.

"Of course. If you'd rather spend the rest of your life rotting in a cell, that's always on the table!~" She said with a happy tone.

"Tsk. What kind of pathetic loser would pick something like that!?" Zack asked.

"Aww, too bad. And here I was hoping I'd keep you forever!~" The woman laughed at the speaker.

"In your dreams. Even if he did, I would've taken him right out of there by myself and kill you afterward. I would never let you have him." (Y/N) said with a hint of anger in her tone.

"I see someone is quite jealous. I only said I wanted to keep him in the cell, not to keep him as my own. Unless-"

(Y/N) felt her blood boil. "Who the heck are you saying jealous, huh, old woman!?"

"It's reasonable! I keep calling for him and you look so irritated by what I just said! You two aren't even together! No need to be angry. You know how much I love to mess around. I only want Zack because of how the ideal of a sinner he is beside you. Isn't that right, Zacky?~" She said.

An irk appeared on (Y/N)'s forehead and looked at the camera with a deadly glare.

"I'll kill you, you hag."

"I would love to see you try!~ HAHAHAHAHAHA!~" She laughed insanely.

"You piece of-"

Suddenly, (Y/N) felt a hit on the top of her head. She felt a small pain on the top of her head and looked at Zack with a glare.

"What was that for?" (Y/N) said while rubbing her head.

"She enjoys it when you get angry like that, idiot. It's just a waste of time to talk to her! She's talking nonsense and provoking you." Zack scolded her.

(Y/N) softened her angered facial expression as she stared at him with a calm face. She understood and held in her anger with a sigh.

Why does she have to be a pain to deal with? If only my hands would reach to strangle her throat and break her bones.

"Yeah... you're right."

(Y/N) said as she walked away. Zack stood there looking at her with a rather serious face, knowing damn well she is still upset, and walked quickly to catch up to her. His hand went to grab her hoodie from behind and pulled her back as he walked passed by her. (Y/N) was caught off guard and stood there as she watched Zack in confusion walking by Racheal's side.

"I'll be the one to go first from now on. Stay by my side or stay behind me. I don't care. As long as you aren't that angry and end up running away to find her without me. I also want to kill that bitch." Zack said with a chuckle. 

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After walking through the halls, they entered a courtroom except where the object where the judge is supposed to sit in front of the room, was a weird-looking chair waiting there with an upside bowl-like thing on top of the chair. A bunch of dolls was sitting around the room. They all face the direction in front of the room and a bar door blocking the way to the other route where the three should be heading to their next destination.

"You're more screwed up than the last one!" Zack groaned loudly to the woman, hoping she could hear him as the group walked into the mysterious room.

"I have a bad feeling about this room." (Y/N) said as she looked at all the dolls in the room. Rachel nodded and walked towards the jail bar door on the right side of the room.

"This one is locked, too." Rachel said while Zack was gazing out at the jail bar door. (Y/N) was confused and decided to snap him back to reality.

"Hey, Zack. Are you going to stand there or swing at the bars?" (Y/N) said after she tugged his hoodie to get his attention.

"What? Those bars are made of iron. It won't work, duh." He said as he pointed at the bars.

"...Huh?" Rachel said in confusion and at the same time with a surprised look.

"Why are you so surprised!? Just because I'm not smart doesn't mean I can't learn, okay!?" Zack yelled in annoyance. "Anyways, you two better have some kind of plan by now," Zack said before he turned away and sat on the ground waiting with his scythe.

"At least try to help and not make us do all the work." (Y/N) crossed her arms with a slightly annoyed look.

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"This doesn't make sense to me." Rachel said after she finished observing the room. (Y/N) finished observing everything but there wasn't any way to open the bar door.

"There is one option left. But I'm not sure if that'll work." (Y/N) said as she walked towards Zack.

Zack was confused until she pointed at his scythe.

"How about you help this time and trash them out with your scythe-like you did back there with the graves, hm?" (Y/N) said. "I was thinking the same thing but I'm not doing it because you say so. My scythe isn't used for something like that, you stupid." Zack said as he rolled his eyes. "Look at the one who was sitting here the whole time while Rachel and I were helping. I know that your scythe isn't used for these kinds of things but it is best to try it-"

"Sorry to interrupt but, there will be no point," Racheal said.

"Seriously? Where was that logic when you were trying to convince me to take a whack at those iron bars, huh? Now, I'm pissed off!" Zack yelled and walked away. (Y/N) put on a dead-panned look. "Sometimes I can't understand you, Zack." 

"Damn, this puzzle is freaking exhausting," Zack groaned in annoyance.

"If you're tired, maybe you should sit." Rachel said.

"Oh yeah, you want me to pop a squat in a doll's lap. Didn't think so." Zack said sarcastically. "You barely did anything tiring, Zack." (Y/N) said with a hint of annoyance in her tone. Rachel as always refuses to argue with him, knowing well of his attitude and talk-backs. He walked by the weird chair where the judge should be. An empty chair with no doll on it. "I'll just take this spot right here," Zack said as he sat down like a king on his throne.

It's pointless.

(Y/N) walked away and began to observe each of the dolls in their seats. She had a feeling that the dolls is the key to their freedom. Her hands touched and moved around the doll's limbs and head to see if it had something on their bodies. While doing that, she ignored Zack's and Rachel's conversation to concentrate on this puzzle.

Maybe each doll has something different? Made differently? Has something the other dolls don't?

But even after I finished checking each one of them, they all are the same. Nothing different. Same. Do they have something inside like a tool or key? Probably.

Damn, I am having a hard time understanding this puzzle. Maybe it's best if I break each dolls' head or limbs but... sigh...

I'll ask Zack if I can borrow his scy-

Suddenly, the lights shut down and darkness surrounds them. (Y/N) was caught off guard and turned to look at Rachel and Zack to see if they were fine. But when she looked at them, she saw Zack strapped against the weird chair he was sitting on.

It wasn't a normal chair after all.