"Ghost" Trigun x reader

Like a firefly in a jar

*TW/CW: Torture

'Now, now. Why would you leave so fast?' asked the creepy child.

You didn't pay them any attention, focusing on finding a way to catch your breath in a manner that wouldn't make the blades dig deeper into your flesh at every inhale.

'I'm glad I kept these close; they're really handy! I'm not one to use weapons that aren't from our specie, but I guess you're a special case. What do you think?'

The voice was just as happy and casual as before, which sickened you. You snapped your head up as you heard footsteps get closer, and shot a glare at the sadistic kid. The latter simply grabbed the end of the chain and walked past you.

'As I said, I still have a thing to take care of before we go, so please behave, ok?'

Without a warning, the chain was yanked forward causing you to yowl. Your eyes started to water from the nonstops stinging of your wounds, but you refused to cry. Stumbling a bit, you raised yourself to your feet before the chain was pulled again.

The kid made a satisfied and almost joyful hum as he led you back into the factory, deeper into its darkness.

The worms were glowing, illuminating the desolate building in a faint green hue. Your wounds were burning, making you groan in pain from time to time when a shift or movement caused a blade to cut into new skin. You desperately tried to phase through them, but to no avail. Your body absolutely refused to cooperate, no matter how much you concentrated or willed it to.

As you reached the back of the factory, the kid dropped their hold on a chain and backed up a couple of steps. Your already tense expression accentuated and turned to confusion when a dozen of worms flew from their spot and started circling above your head.

Looking up at them, you saw them open slits at the base of their wings, releasing a bioluminescent dust the same color they glowed. You went to step back to avoid the particular suspicious dust falling on you, but the worms followed you. Closing your eyes, ducking your head and even holding your breath, you waited a minute until you heard the buzzing of the worms dissipate.

Carefully opening your eyes, you gasped at the sight. Your body was covered in the strange glowing dust, making your silhouette visible to anyone. You willed yourself to phase through the powder, yet nothing happened. Getting agitated, you blew on your shoulder and chest, but it seemed it was strongly stuck to you as not a single particle flew off.

A giggle resonated making you snap your panicked eyes at the kid in front of you.

'Much better, no? I can finally really see you; seeing you through vibrations isn't very accurate, to be honest.'

They lifted their hand and carefully removed the terrifying mask pushing it on top of their head, revealing a beautiful chocolate colored face and blue eyes with unsettling vertical pupils. The mask seemed to crawl backward by itself and disappear into the child's large collar as they gave you a spine-chilling grin with blood red lips.

'Now,' they reached into a pouch that hung of their hip and removed a small, palm-sized electronic you recognized as lost technology, 'this thing is supposed to make it easier for me to bring you back.' They pursed their lips for a second, as if dissatisfied with the object, 'the Doctor wasn't clear about what it does exactly, something about "patching programs", you wouldn't happen to know, would you?'

You didn't answer or move, both because you had no idea what use the electronic was for, but also because you hated the little evil youngster.

They simply shrugged and walked around to your left side. You stayed immobile, unsure what they were planning. Once they were behind you, and you couldn't follow them with your head anymore, you went to turn. However, a hit in the back of your knees made them buckle and sent you down.