The Ballad of Deceit (YANDERE entity x reader)

The Pleas of a Great Legend

"Let me go...!" I cried as my hands were being fastened behind a large, wooden pole. My back was pressed against it and my legs were tied down. I sat there like a spectacle in the center of the small town-I was a witch on a stake.

"Now, calm down, rat." The woman lightly slapped me on the side of the face. "Please, you don't have to do this..!" I pleaded but she just shook her head.

"Your blood can heal a thousand wounds and bless a thousand curses." She cupped my face with both hands, I tried to wrench my head away from her grasp. "You're all our town needs to thrive. It's a noble sacrifice-you should be grateful you were chosen." She gave me a hauntingly warm smile before turning around and extending her arms. "Behold!" She shouted, cuing the townsfolk to gather.

I glanced around at the shabby shacks and tents made of bear hide in search of some way out. I twisted my wrists against the rope but all it did was burn and scrape my skin.

I heard cheers and claps of exclamation as night began to fall throughout the sky. The woman turned to me and held her hand to the side. I shook my head at her, my eyes red and my head throbbing, but she just continued to grin.

A long, curving blade was placed in her hand by one of the many men who stood around her. "Please..." I begged, but it didn't matter because she was already slicing down my arm. I could almost feel the knife grinding against my bone.

I let out an agonizing wail, but no one seemed to notice as the woman held a stone cup just under the laceration, let the liquid spill into it, and thrust it into the air. I heard hollers of joy as she brought it down to her lips and sipped it generously. She handed it to a man next to her and I watched in horror as they passed it around and gulped my cursed blood.

I had hoped they were done-I had hoped that was enough for now and that they would leave me here until the morning. Then, maybe I could manage a way to escape. But, I was wrong.

I met the burlap-dressed woman's greedy eyes before she scanned my body and lingered on the wound that was no longer dripping so generously. She brought the blade forward and glided her tongue down the length of it, licking up all of the black liquid.

I cringed and continued to squirm against the ropes' grasp, but then she eyed me. She looked at me with a new sense of mania that I hadn't seen before.

And, just like that, she thrust the knife into my side and roughly yanked it out of me in an instant. I gasped, but it was more of a gurgling sound as she lowered herself down and sucked on the splattering hole in my stomach.

"Margaret, what are you doing?!" A man yelled as he shoved her backwards. She gave him a drunken smile as she licked her lips. "If you all want some..." She turned her head to the small cluster of townspeople, "You better hurry up and take it yourselves."

Without even a second of warning, all of the bystanders shot forward and shoved their way around, trying to get their hands on my wound. Some slid their hands along my drenched fabric and sucked their palms greedily while others tried to bring their mouths to my abrasion.

I felt as though I couldn't cry anymore or even wail as the world around me became blurry. I could've sworn someone's finger had lodged itself in my wound but there was so much pain all around, I didn't know for sure.

I shut my eyes, defeat washing over me, when suddenly everyone that crowded around me and shoved against me, fell to the ground.

"Get away from her!" A haunting, inhuman voice demanded. I slowly brought my head up to see a terrifying silhouette. It had blood-red hair, fiery, star-filled eyes, and was drenched to the bone.

"L-legend!" A boy yelled and tried to get up and run, but Leo was already upon them all and stomped on the boy's back.

He lifted the woman who held the dagger by the hair and glared deep into her eyes, her legs dangled and kicked frantically in the air. I had thought before that he needed permission-or some sort of deal to take a part of a person's soul.

But, right then and there, he absorbed a blue, windy matter from the woman's body and kept it in his eyes. She fell limp, and he threw her body to the ground. All of the other citizens fell to their knees and cowered with shaky hands covering their heads.

Leo rushed to me and lifted my head with his hand. "You....made it..." I coughed as he reached behind me to cut the ropes. "Of course I did, love." And, when he finished slicing the binds, I fell forward and landed against his chest. He didn't hesitate for a moment before scooping me up in his arms and cradling me against him.

I heard him make a worried sort of groan when his hand met my wound and his galaxies-for-eyes landed on it. "I'm sorry.....I couldn't..."
"Shh." He shook his head and silenced my strained plea. "Don't apologize. You're not going to die...I won't let you die."

He rushed past the trees and through the calm river until he made it to the silver carriage. He threw the door open and carefully sat himself inside, still holding me against him as if his life depended on it.

His foot was tapping anxiously as my vision began to waver. "Hey, hey, stay with me, we're almost there." He brought a hand to my face but I shook my head. We had just left, I knew we weren't almost there-wherever we were going.

"Stay with me, y/n!" He pleaded as he held me closer. His arms tensed and his voice was shaky. 'You crying?' I tried to ask him but the words didn't seem to want to come out.

My eyes couldn't open if I wanted them to now, but I felt the carriage race to a halt, and Leo instantly shot out of it and clutched me in his arms. "Hang on a little longer, love. Please..."

I could feel the air pushing against us as he ran uphill. I somehow managed to move my eyelids slightly to see the familiar, sad house in view.

Leo forcefully kicked the door open and it flung off of its hinges. "Dierdre!" He yelled at the open space.

But, Dierdre wasn't there.