We've got a Base of Girls (Female Aeromorphs x Male Reader)

Time to Bust Out

(Y/N)'s Pov.

I groaned in pain. My head was on fire as my body was hurting specifically in my arms and legs. I felt water splash onto my head causing my eyes to open as I felt a smack against my head.

"Wake up!"

I groaned from the pain as the bag that I suddenly didn't notice was removed from my head. A sudden white light pierced my eyes causing to wince trying to get used to the said light.

"Well looks like your doing well American..."

I finally felt my vision adjust as I saw iron bars and three soldiers in standard prison guard clothing looking down at me. I was on the floor my hands in fron of me as I was criss cross applesauce on the ground. I looked towards the solider in front of me their face covered by shadows but, their voice was a manly one.

"Time to bring you too the interrogation room."

The two others guards suddenly grabbed my arms lifting me off the ground and pushing me forward to face the soldier. Who's face I still couldn't see cause I was adjusting to the light.

"Follow and don't you dare think of running..."

He turned around and proceeded to walk out the cell. I put my foot forward following behind him.

'Hopefully me playing along will unite me with Youndra and Ortya...'

We walked down the corridors of jail cells each with a prisoner in them. But we got to the end of the hall and made a left turn as more cells were shown but a silver door and a black door about what looks like a few feet away from the silver one were.

"Well the silver or the black door which one shall I survive."

I got shoved in the back from one of the soldiers.

"Shut up unless spoken too."

I grunted.

"Tough crowd."

I got shoved again as we continued down the corridor. To the two doors. The one in charge opened the silver door pushing open with his right hand. I was pushed into the room from one of the guards all I could was grunt in response. I was about to retort but, when I turned around the door was already shut.

"Have a seat."

I turned back around as a man was standing but, he was facing away from me. He had a brown jacket on and what seemed like black pants. I obliged as I sat down in the silver chair that as I sat down was very uncomfortable. I decided to scan the whole room and it didn't seem to special. It was a room surrounded by most likely concrete but, sound proof foam was all over the walls except for one that had a black window on it which I knew for a fact someone was behind it.

"Well I bet you understand why your here."

I smirked.

"I don't know probably want some one versus one time."

He turned around at my answer revealing his get up and I winced.

"Damn a face only a mother could love."

He was an old man looked to be in his 60's but, the left side of his face was fucked up. He had a bullet mark against his cheek as the bullet seemed to create a mean hole were the side of his eye would be but a fake eye was placed their. It looked like glass as the shine was noticeable of the one blared light bulb above us. He had an eye that was a soft brown with a mustache that was pretty well taken care of and of the color white. His stare was on readable which I will give props to. His hair was white but, with streaks of brown showing that he still has some color up their.