Viktor x Reader

Thirty-One

There was this feeling nagging at the back of your brain.

It felt like a warning, something that made it harder for you to raise your feet and take a step.

Your heart beat felt irregular, too fast yet too slow.

The stench of chemicals was in the air as Sevika pushed the door open and let you walk into Silco's layer first.

Voices filled your ears.

From the door you were only able to see vague outlines of people.

Two men stood in front of the glass window and argued while giant fish passed by.

You took a deep breath. But right in that moment, a sharp pain stabbed your lungs.

Struck by surprise and suffering, you chocked. Bending over, you pressed a hand to your mouth and started coughing.

It was so violently and powerful that yours lungs vibrates with every breath you took.

Saliva and watery blood ran through your fingers. Small drops landed on the ground, right between your feet.

"Shit...", with shaky hands you managed to wipe your mouth.

The voices died down.

Quickly, you glanced up to see if someone watched.

But the two people were gone.

Relieved, you took a deep breath and managed to stand up straight again.

"Fuck...", you eyed your fingers, drenched in deep, red blood and other liquids that didn't seem healthy to have pouring from your mouth.

Sevika offered you a handkerchief.

You eyed her from the corner of your eyes.

Swallowing your pride, you took it with a thankful nod of your head and wiped your face as clean as possible.

"We're not gonna talk about it.", she said as a matter of fact.

It relieved you to hear that.

"No.", you took a deep breath and folded the handkerchief until the bloody spots weren't visible anymore. "No, we won't. You don't want that back, I assume?"

She shook her head.

"I'll have to decline."

"Good.", you let the stained piece of fabric disappear in your pocket. "Now, where's that rat?"

A flinch chased through her face.

"I'd advice you to never say that out loud again."

You hummed.

"Whatever. It's not like I have a full life ahead of me."

"That can change.", Silco's voice suddenly cut into your conversation.

Alarmed, your head snapped around to meet the colourful, evil gaze of his.

The urge to jump back crawled through your body, but you managed to keep it in check and remain well put together from the outside.

"You wanted to see me.", you said, not leaning into his offer.

He eyed you for a moment.

It wasn't like the first time you two had met. This time was different.

Something about him had changed. Or at least about the way he looked at you.

"Yes.", Silco lowered his gaze as if he tried to appear more approachable. "I wanted to see you. For a job."

You rolled your eyes.

"Obviously. What do you need?"

"Ingredients.", Singed appeared in the shadows but didn't move out of it. "Special ones."

You frowned.

"I don't know anything about stuff. I know how to steal. That's it."

"And that is what we need.", Silco interrupted. "You need to steal the ingredients for us."

A sigh left your lips.

Annoyed, you squeezed your eyes shut and rubbed the root of your nose to massage the pain away.

"Fine.", you managed to press out between clenched teeth. "What do you need and where do I find it?"

"Don't worry, you've been close to it before.", Silco smirked in a satisfied yet evil way. "It's barely any more dangerous than your little trip to Heimerdinger's home."

As the name crossed his lips, your shoulders stiffened.

The thought that you had to invade his home again made you feel not just physically sick but also worried to the core.

And now that he knew you personally this was also a game of trust.

"I won't go to Heimerdinger anymore.", it slipped from your tongue. "Last time I almost wouldn't have made it back."

Silco shook his head.

"Not his home.", there was a strangely dark gleam inside this orange eye of his. "But rather something he's heavily associated with."

A frown of confusion appeared on your face.

Unsure, you threw a glance to Sevika.
She shrugged, but it was obvious that it didn't bother her in the slightest in what a position you were in. She had warned you out of politeness.

Not because she tried to be a friend.

"Be more specific.", you turned back to Silco.

All of a sudden, Singed emerged from the shadows.
As his face appeared before you, hugged by shimmering light and deep wrinkles, you couldn't help but take a step back in caution.

Those old, deep eyes of his were like holes in which you could fall and never return from.

You didn't want to get too close to him.

Viktor had a good sense when it came to people and if he was frightened by Singed, so were you.

It was like a survival mechanism.

With a slight tremble of his wrinkly, pale lips, Singed reached into his pocket and pulled out a set of uniquely looking tools.

Hesitantly, you eyed them before accepting.

"What am I supposed to do with these?", you eyed one of the tools from up close.

It looked a lot like a key, yet like it was able to crack a lock.

"Get entrance.", Singed said and returned to his place behind Silco.

"To where?", your gaze returned to the other man, written with confusion and a slight hint of worry on your face.

A dimm and gloomy intuition awoke in the back of your head.

But you didn't dare to say it out loud.

You didn't have to though. Silco was quick to explain.

He cleared his throat to gain your attention and did a gesture to make make things clear.

"This job is not up for discussion.", he explained and locked eyes with you. "It's either you do it or you die."

A cold shiver crawled through your body.

"Just tell me.", you managed to choke out.

"The academy. You need to break into Heimerdinger's office and steal some things."