Virtuoso (Pagan Min X Songwriter Reader)

Huh, so you're the king?

You just sat there, perhaps this was a sign that you were onto a new life or something, but you weren't sure at all. like... this was a pretty poor country, but what did you know? It could be good here. You grasped your phone tightly and kept focused on the music flowing through your ears, observing every single note and chord progression, this was your fun. Music.

"Hey, passport." A shifty looking man spoke up to the person sitting beside you, you watched as he handed over his passport and there were nods exchanged. You went back to what you were focusing on at the moment, this chord- it was cool.

However, seconds later the bus went to a total stop and you found yourself wondering what the fuck just happened, oh.... 

There were armed men around the bus, they had guns for gods sake and the driver was now outside the bus talking to them. Well... this could be bad.

You watched the exchange carefully and noticed that it was... getting a bit heated.

You squirmed in your chair and looked to the taller man beside you that was holding an urn, he seemed concerned too, but he wasn't about to do anything it seemed... who would though?

It was then that the gunshots rang out, the driver had had a pistol on him and seemed to be pissed, you gulped and lowered your head, the man beside you pankicking and getting to the ground.

Once the driver was dead you were shoved out of the bus and onto the ground... and the sound of a helicopter approached.

There was a gun pointed at your head, you were on the ground, your headphones were still playing quite loudly, you were afraid you would be the first here to die by chance... you just didn't like this.

It was then a charming but scary voice rang out, this was quite... interesting. Was this the one that stopped the bus? He sounded... important.

"...I distinctly remember saying, stop the bus... not shoot, the bus." His voice began, and there I was, this man clearly organized this, and this was scary as shit.

"Stop, shoot. Stop.. shoot. Do those words sound remotely the same?" He asked the soldier, who looked quite ready to lay down and die in terror, this was clearly going to be a bad day for him.

"It got out of control." The soldier gulped nervously, and it didn't take any time for the man in charge to show no mercy for him.

"Out of control you say? I hate when things get out of-"

He pulled out a small daggerlike object and you watched in shock as he stabbed the man to death, you could have easily passed out there, but you would have prefered to be alive to obey and possibly get out of this... "...control."  He finished his sentence and looked to the man on the ground, the one that had the urn.

"at least there's a silver lining, they didn't completely fuck it up. Come on, get up boy." He helped up the man and looked at him for a moment contently, it was then you realized that something strange was going on here, very strange. 

"I would recognize those eyes anywhere.." He smiled 

"I'm so sorry about this, this was meant to be... well... not this." He sighed, then he finally spoke his name.

"Hopefully you know boy, it's me, pagan min. Come now, that confused look on your face? Surely your mother told you of me? No? Oh we have so much to learn!"

You were basically shaking at this point in pure terror, you didn't know what to do- so you went back to the chords, you tried to shut your mind off calmly, but it didn't work, now he was moving towards you and the other man on the ground.

"Now, who are these people? Your little friends? You there, young man, what might your name be?"

There was no answer from the man beside you, but when he looked to you and opened his mouth, you were ready to answer. "So, and this young lady, quite a rare sight too, it's not every day you see a young woman entering this country...  now who might you be dear?"

You gathered yourself, looked up at him.. and then answered as calmly as you could.

"M-my name is (name).... I-I.. " "Now now that's all I need to know, you're fine. Stand up. I have plently planned for this little party! I should say too, oh one other little thing..." he stepped forwards and grabbed your headphones from around your neck for a moment and placed them on his head. Okay, now you were glad you had a good song on repeat, if it was some anime crap he would probably have shot you... unless he was planning to already.

He took them off again and looked back to you. "You do have a lovely taste in music, I suppose you can have those back, and for now i shall see what I can get of you, (name)!" 

Seconds later a bag was placed over your head and everything went dark. 

Whatever happened now was up to fate.