Rainbow Rose(s) ~ Neuv x Wrio x Reader (TEMP HIATUS)

In The Presence Of A Predator

**TW**
Blood, VERY suggestive scenes
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**Reader's POV**

The first few days were hell, and the ones after were worse.

The biting cold, the horrible smell and the echoing noises were the feelings that greeted me before The Doctor himself could.

Even when I realized I was conscious, I remained where I was and kept my eyes closed, I didn't move for about ten minutes. Only when I was able to move my arms did I decide to open my eyes.

I opened them, but kept squinting and scanned the room. No one was around.

The room was small, square and cold. The walls and floor were stone or concrete, I wasn't sure. They were rough. I was laid on a thin, old and dirty mattress, with an equally dirty pillow for my head and a small, thin little blanket to cover me.

It took me another few minutes before I actually realized what happened. I decided I'd wait and see what happens next. There was nothing else in my room, there was no point in exploring it.

There were odd noises constantly surrounding me, echoing throughout my room. They came from outside, through the door that had a small barred opening. The door itself looked metal, the bars looked a bit rusted.

There were a variety of noises. Some sounded like voices, screaming, talking, pleading. Some sounded like objects, equipment being moved, doors being used. It all sounded eery, I expected my own voice would soon join the ones screaming. I expected my body sould soon fall victim to the equipment being used. I covered my ears, the noises were killing me.

And within only a few more minutes of waiting, trying my best to block out the noises for my own sanity, I was proven right. There was another sound that joined the ones already echoing in my head; footsteps. Loud, quick, two pairs. They stopped right outside my door. I knew this only from the way the small light filtering into the room was blocked.

They talked for a few seconds - I couldn't hear their words because of my hands covering my ears - before they came in.

There was no point in pretending to sleep. I sat up and backed against the wall. The figures standing before me were in shadow but still I knew who they were.

One of them, the one closest to me, was tall. Blue hair, a dark blue shirt, and a black and white coat with all sorts of odd gadgets visible. A harness covering his torso underneath the coat. A mask covered the top half of his face. The Doctor.

The one behind him, I feared more. His hair, clothes, mask and face were all familiar to me. He looked similar to the Dcotor, but it was not from him I recognized him.

The man standing behind Dottore was an exact replica of Zander. The man who stripped me of all I had, physical possessions and sanity alike. It was him I feared more than the Doctor. And my eyes stuck to him, I didn't care for the Doctor.

(In hindsight, I should have. I now know that what Zander did was nothing compared to what the Doctor could and would do.)

"So, finally awake. You were asleep for over a week, I was getting concerned." The Doctor spoke, but I kept my eyes glued to the pair of red eyes I could see under the mask on the 'other Zander's' face.

(Imagine Zander as Webttore, check the image at the top!)

The words spoken by the Doctor sounded odd. His voice was deep, and his tone seemed amused. I'm sure he was lying when he said he was concerned. I noticed his face looking between me and the man behind him, before he ultimately turned to me again.

"If he's bothering you, I'll tell him to leave. I need you to focus on me." The Doctor's voice seemed a lot less amused now, he sounded more serious.

I gave no response, and still my eyes stayed on that man. This prompted the Doctor to put his hand on the other man's face and push him backwards. The man stumbled and left the room, closing the door behind him.