The cuffs and chains around his ankles rattled as Y/n, along with a couple dozen others, rode on toward the planet of Trara. A Thedullia Empire planet. Polluted and lowly populated, home to around only 540 million residents. Trara is also home to a fairly known prison throughout the multiverse. Eternal Bagnio.
Y/n scooted more into the ship's side and away from the others. They were rowdy and loud. Y/n is a lot smaller than the others. He was also very feminine-looking, his mother always teased him about being a girl. Although the thought of his mother filled him with some comfort. The picture of Y/n's mother crying in the courtroom to Y/n's prison sentencing, however, is a memory that'll haunt him forever.
After sometime later, Y/n could feel the ship vibrate as it began to land. The other prisoners soon settle down and return to their seats. Then the back of the ship's door slides down and in comes an Eternal Bagnio guard.
"On your feet, now!" He said sternly. Everyone groans as they all stand, Y/n doing so quickly. The guard is soon accompanied by others who start getting everyone off the ship. Stepping off the ship, Y/n looked out and could see the polluted, green hue of the sky of Trara. The prisoners getting off the ship were put in a single file line.
While they stood, the group all shifted their attention to another ship coming down and landing next to theirs. Once its back door slides down, it's revealed to be the female prisoners. Not long after, both groups of prisoners were put in two single-fill lines.
Y/n was third to the last person in the back of his line.
"Follow me," a second guard says as he starts leading the two groups toward the large building out in front of them. The men go first and the women follow behind the last male prisoner.
As they walked, the two other prisoners behind Y/n thought it'd be funny to mess with him. After snickering among each other, one of the two, trips Y/n onto the ground. Hitting the ground harshly, the two prisoners laugh at Y/n as they continue.
Y/n groans in pain for a moment before being pulled up by one of the guards. Looking at him, the guard mistakes Y/n for a girl and moves him into the women's line.
"Hey, I'm not a-"
"Shut it!" The guard cuts him off. The line then starts walking again. Y/n tried grabbing the attention of the guards but no one seemed to care, telling him off. Once inside, the guards separate the two groups into their separate jail buildings. Again Y/n is ignored and is sent along with the women.
Now Y/n finds himself in the middle of the cell block on the women's side alone and a little worried. After the prison orientation, Y/n was sitting on a table isolated in the far back near the wall. He watched and observed the dozens of other women prisoners walking around and talking amongst each other. It didn't take long when he started to get looks from the others. Finally, someone came up.
"Hey there. You look like a man. Did you get lost, little boy?" She laughed along with a couple of others who had also walked up. Y/n doesn't reply and looks down.
"Hey, I'm talking to you. It's a little rude to ignore people." The lady repeated in a more stern voice. Suddenly, she walks up, grabbing Y/n by the collar, and pinning him against the cement wall. Hitting the wall, Y/n grunts in pain. The woman leans her face closer to Y/n to get a better look, she begins to lick her lips while breathing close against Y/n's neck.
"I'm going to have fun with you, bitch." Y/n looks up to see the woman grinning. Then all of a sudden, the woman is grabbed by the shoulder and forced around. Looking past the woman in front of him, Y/n sees another lady. She was slightly taller than Y/n and was semi-jacked. She wore the same olive green trousers as the rest, but had on a tank top, exposing her arms which were tattooed.
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Yandere Tales (Male Reader)
FanfictionA story book of some of my Yandere stories. Won't contain too much or too explicit content. For (Male Readers) Enjoy!!! EVERYTHING IN THIS IS FICTION, I DON"T CONDONE OR GLORIFY ANY OF THE TOPICS OF THEMES THAT ARE USED. Fiction, remember that.