________________DELPHINE woke up on a almost yellow mattress, she could barely see as she looked around confused.
Her head was pounding, words spun around her head. She slowly was forgetting things but remembering some too.
She glanced over, and saw Vance still passed out next to her. He had dried blood on his nose from when he got punched, and Delphine had a already nasty bruise coming in on her eye.
Groaning, Delphine held herself up and crawled to Vance, shaking him to wake him up.
He mumbled something incoherent, and then shot up in a panic.
Vance was breathing heavily, and he frantically looked around until he saw the basement, the bed, and finally Delphine.
"What the hell happened?!" He questioned her, she looked at him and then back at the door which had opened.
"Oh great! You guys are awake." The grabber said from behind his mask, Vance and Delphine both backed up to the wall and looked at eachother when they hit the wall.
"Oh don't worry, I won't hurt you anymore." The grabber continued, Vance chuckled lightly and Delphine stared at him.
"What the fuck.. you psycho bitch! Youre the one who killed Bruce.. Robin-" "That wasn't me. That was someone else. Don't get smart with me naughty girl, or otherwise I'll have to teach you a lesson." He cut her off, holding a finger to her mouth. She backed away and closed her eyes tightly, not wanting to see his face- well mask.
"Fucking liar." Vance whispered from under his breath, the grabber turned his head and looked at Vance.
"Don't be a naughty boy now." He chuckled, Vance stared back at him with the most angry look Delphine has ever seen in her life.
The grabber took one look at them, and then walked out. They instantly scurried up to look for any way out.
The phone.
Delphine let out a airy laugh and grabbed the phone, holding it up to her ear only to hear static.
"Fuck." she whispered to herself, frowning and watching as Vance walked into the other room only to find a toilet and some carpet.
She placed the phone back up and slid down the wall, then getting back up quickly as she spotted a window.
"Vance, boost me up." She directed him, he stared at her and she pointed at the window.
"There's no way in hell I'm boosting you up." He replied.
"Vance boost me the fuck up before we rot and die in here!" She yelled, he rolled his eyes and bent down.
Delphine got on his shoulders and he held her legs tightly, trying to not smile at this even when they were kidnapped.
She grabbed ahold of the bars and pulled back, Vance started slowly walking away.
Grunts and huffs filled the room as she tried to pull the rusty bar off, finally, she did but it fell over her head and she went along with it.
Vance fell too, it was like dominos. She groaned and leaned up on her arm, trying to get to Vance.
"Fuck Im so sorry are you okay?" She warily asked. He nodded and stood up, helping her up.
They walked back over to the bed and sunk down, accepting the fact they were going to die here.
Delphine's hand grazed over something, and she looked down next to her.
It was 2 things, something she didn't expect to see down here.
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Hellraiser ♱ V. Hopper ✓
Fanfiction𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 A very sarcastic, fierce fighter by the name of Delphine 'Hellraiser' Blake, has been enemies of 'Pinball' Vance Hopper since they were just in elementary, they've hated eachother for ages. They have many things in common, but refuse...