(A/N: Phobos isnt in this chapter, so if you are only here for the X Reader thing and do not care about plot advancement wait for the next chapter. However, things may confuse you if you skip this chapter of course since its pretty important plot stuff)
You walked through the halls, not looking forward to this whatsoever. Every camera you saw so far was either heavely outdated or broken and run down. Everything in this sector seemed so.....abandoned. As if no one has wandered these halls in decades. The sounds you heard were eary and anxiety enducing, the screaming and crying of people who long sounded dead, their windpipes sounding ripped through. Were you dealing with Zombies now?
Well that made it at least a little more...bearable to work with Crackpot knowing you werent going to be alone in this run down sector of the tower housing what was known to you as "Project Zed". The masked scientist was no where to be seen in his sickly green laboratory though. The lights were almost non existant, it only illuminating from oxigen tubes which also had this toxic and sick green glow on them.
"Dr Crackpot?" You called out, if you werent anxious before, you sure as hell are now. The fear of being ambushed came over you, you should have taken a lower level scientist with you.
Yet your call would be answered by the lunatic dangling uupside down from the ceiling infront of you once you turned around as you were planning to leave. You jumped back from the sudden jumpscare, it was weird how he made 0 noises, you should have heard him.
"Jesus Christ..." You exhaled in relieve as you caught your breath "You cant just do that!" you exclaimed as you looked at the scientist who now made his way down from the ceiling, stretching his limbs and cracking his spin into place.
"But I just did." The bastard said in a smug tone, he had fun messing with you.
"Alright, what the hell do you want me to do. I want to get this over with." You said in an aggrevated and annoyed tone.
"Aww gee, Is that a way to treat someone who wants to help you out?" The doctor said in a fake, over dramatic tone
"...Help ME out?" You questioned, but not in that genuine tone, more in this -yeah sure- tone where you do not believe someone.
"Mhm~..." Crackpot doubled down on it, seeming to mean it.
"....Are you serious?...." You asked in the same tone.
"Do I sound like as if I am not?" He questioned next, he really liked to get on your nerves.
"Yes." You simply replied, you werent going to take ANY bullshit from him
"Oh but I am...I mean it." His tone changed into a more serious one this time.
"...And what about Project Zed?" You didnt change your tone, simply lifting your brows
"Ah that can wait. Ill just use the same excuse I always use on it." His tone went back to this..arrogant, semi-mocking tone.
"So you are telling me you actually dont need my help?" Now you began getting sour, all this stress for nothing.
"Nope." He simply shrugged "Its researching a few Zeds and creating more for further research, its not exactly the hardest job in the world" he added.
"...And what if i told the Director this? Just like how you told him on ME?" You bit back, Genuiently angry now at this...slimy...jackass!
"You think he would believe you? Or anyone for this matter? His most hard working scientist at the moment slacking off? Try it, I dare you." He cackled.
At this your anger fell into slight shock and then frustration, you had to admit, you didnt like him...but he was right. No one would probably believe you on it.
"Fine, Fucking FINE. What do you want from me then." You gave up, holding your hands up in defeat.
"Ah Y/N you really do not realise just what kind of poison you have in your body. Its hilarious." He cackled again
"Wha-......You mean the dissonance? Yeah I know little about it but its not that bad, I am getting monitored for its spikes and all." You shrugged in confusion.
"Your ignorance makes this so much more amusing. Y/N. Do you REALLY think it will STAY at the level it is now? You STILL work in Hofnarrs old office with Christoff at times and everytime you enter that office you get poisoned more....and more by its radiation." He spoke, cocking his head to the side as he talked to you.
"....And why should I believe you on that? That project wasnt your project afterall." You fired back, honestly...moreso to assure yourself that its going to be fine.
"I may have snooped in some of the files." He simply replied in a more musing tone, as he jumped up over the railing to look at one of his..."patients", the thing had green skin and was screaming at the top of its lungs...you really were dealing with some sort of zombies now.
"Uh-huh then how come YOU dont have the same thing as I do?" You questioned, still not believing him.
To this he tapped at his helmet and mask "Anti Dissonance mask and helmet. Engineered by yours truely." he said as he turned his head around to talk to you.
"Uh huh...." at this point you simply said
"ugh." he let his body slumb at this response. "What do I need to tell you for you to actually take me serious? I am not telling you bullshit. I am just saying what I read in the files." He rolled his eyes behind the mask
"Oh I dont know.....Stop being creepy? Stop being a jackass....NOT blackmail me? Many things actually." You crossed your arms as you leaned against the wall.
"..Welp, Seems like I cant convince you then. Listen to me or not. It is your fate really....I still get what I want out of this." He chuckled.
"And that would be." You questioned him.
"To study you and how you fall to it." He replied before pointing at some chemicals on his table. "Get me that." he added.
Well afterall you were still obligated to help him, so you couldnt deny his orders exactly. As you were working you could feel these purple flashes infront of your eyes like a flashbang, they gave you terrible migraines and the doctor seemed to pick up on it as well.
"You know, Y/N. Its still not to late to change your mind on this....Im probably the only person who can save you from this fate....well if it isnt already to late for that of course." He cackled
At this point you actually started to consider it, you do not know if it was out of frustration, desperation or if it was simply that energy messing with you.
"What are you going to do about it? Turn me into one of those?" You pointed at the zed. "Yeah no thanks." you added
"No no....I have a plan." he assured you.
"Are you going to let me know that plan?" You questioned again
"Nope." Crackpot replied.
"So.....you are just going to drag me around like a lost child?" You further asked
"Yep." The doctor replied as a rat ran down his shoulder."
"Greeeeeeeeaaaaaaaat." You said in an annoyed tone and heavely dragged the word out.
"Well do you really have any other choice in this other than going insane?" Crackpot questioned....you already knew the answer
"No..." You replied as you broke eye contact with him that you didnt even know you were holding.
"Great! Its settled then." He sounded enthusiatic.
Just...what exactly did you get yourself into?
YOU ARE READING
Well this is an unexpected turn of events(Phobos X Reader)
FanfictionNevada was a harsh place, either you find the right amount of work to make a sustainable living off it or you dont and die trying. You were no one out of that ordinary field. Trying to make a living. Thats all you cared for...at first (NOT NSFW)
