Life Is Strange | One-shots

Nathan | The Dark Room

Imagine being rescued by Nathan after Jefferson trapped you in his dark room. In this imagine, Nathan is not involved by Jefferson's crime.

This can't be. You thought. This can't be happening. 'Oh my, (Name). I love how pure and innocent you look now. So fragile.' Mr. Jefferson took a picture with you nearly gagging. How much this man disgusted you. Tears spilled out of your eyes. 'That's it. If you struggle, I have to give you another shot. And then you will never get to see your posh boyfriend again before I kill you both. Yes (Name), I read your diary. I know about your little crush. It's almost moving how you two will end.' Your eyes widened when he mentioned Nathan and a certain death. 'That pose! Direct fear and pain. Hold it!' You gritted your teeth, feeling a deep hatred against the art teacher. 'Why are you doing this...?' you whispered, your sore throat not allowing you to speak louder. '(Name), you just don't understand it, do you? To clear things up: I am obsessed with capturing beautiful girls like you in the moment of desperation. You, in fact, are one of the best. But not as good as that little friend of yours... What is her name again? Max...' You gasped sharply. 'You will not harm her, you sick psychopath...!' You tried to free your hands from the duct tape that was neatly wrapped around your wrists, but it was no use. 'Trying to escape, aren't ya? That troubled expression. Another amazing shot!' You just kept moving your wrists, bringing them to your mouth and trying to rip the tape with the aid of your teeth. '(Name), I am sorry but I must give you another shot.' Jefferson stood up from his crouching position and walked towards the small table where all of his "special instruments" were stacked out. 'Don't you worry, this last shot will be completely painless!' He walked towards you, the needle lighting up in the weak light of the lamp that illuminated your face. His hands, which were covered in latex gloves, tilted your head. He softly pressed the neelde against your skin. 'It was an honor having you in my art class, (Name)...' Suddenly, stumbling was heard in the hall. Jefferson shot up and reached for a neaby weapon, a metal tripod. He hid next to the door, ready to smash into the intruders brain. 'Mark, it's me!' Your heart dropped when you heard Nathans voice. 'Nathan, watch out!' you shouted. Jefferson gave you a death glare. 'You little piece of...' Nathan stormed into the room, a gun in his hands. '(NAME)!' He did not notice the tripod heading towards his skull, leaving a gaping wound onto his temple. 'Ow!' he mumbled drowsy. You had to do something before Jefferson killed him! You turned your ankle, trying to rip it out the tight ducttape. After some attempts, you somehow succeeded. Quickly, you kicked a rolling trolley towards Jefferson. He stumbled backwards as it hit the back of his knees. You yanked a cable towards you with your foot, causing him to trip and fall onto the clean floor. He was directly knocked out as Nathans fist hit his head. Nathan stood up, wobbling dangerously as he walked towards you. '(Name)! Are you okay?' You slightly nodded, looking at him shyly. 'Thank you for saving me, Nathan.' He smiled and bent over to free you from the chair. You streched your arms. 'Ah, I needed that! Now it's your turn.' You placed Nathan in the chair that had kept you imprisoned for hours and searched for some sterile gauzes and plasters. When you spun around, you saw Nathan, your diary in his hands. On his cheeks settled a pink hue when he read one of the pages. You rushed towards him, pulling the book out of his hands. 'Hey, where was that for-- OW!' You shushed him by starting to clean his wound. 'None of your business, Nath.' 'I read rather interesting things, (Name).' You blushed. 'Nonsense. Here, hold this against your wounds while I cut some plasters to attach it.' Nathan did what you asked and you treated his injuries as well as possible. 'You will have to go to the doctor later, after we've warned David about this... Monster.' You point towards Jefferson. Nathan pulled his phone out of his pocket and texted the security guard. 'He will be on his way soon. Let's just stay here until Mark is arrested.'

'It's good you warned me. Who knows what would've happened if he got away with it. Don't you worry, (Name). He will not harm you anymore.' David stated, looking at you and Nathan. Nathan wrapped his arm around your shoulders. 'Don't worry Mr. Madsen. I will take care of her.' Your cheeks turned crimson and you stumped his chest. 'Hey! After all I've done for you?' 'Oh shut up, Nathan. Come on, let's go to the first aid.' 'Only if we can grab a coffee after that?' You chuckled. 'Alright Prescott, if you insist.' He smiled and took your hand. You squeezed gently, not looking back to the room. You and Nathan were both safe and that was all what mattered right here and now.

Hey wassup you guys! Finally I've finished my 2nd imagine! I was very busy, sorry! ): I hope you enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing it, and requests are still open! ^^ BUT WHAT THE HECK 250 READS ALREADY?!?! YOU ARE AMAZING!! TYSM!! :D

With lots of love, Hyrule_And_Beyond