Patrick Stump Imagines

13 - Centuries

Idk if someone has done this before, but my idea for this one-shot just popped up in the middle of nowhere.

My brain always does that, popping ideas whenever I'm trying to sleep or study. Scumbag brain.

Sorry for not updating for days... :))

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"Let me go!" You shouted at the guards as they dragged you next to the evil king of your country.

Despite of your shackled wrists, you managed to stand up. The king smirked as he walked in circles around you, staring at you from head to toe.

"You're a very lovely woman."

"You're a cruel leader." You spat at him. "What did they do to you?"

A week passed since Patrick and his friends were arrested, as the king instructed and wanted them dead. On the other hand, you were on his clutches too and the king made you wear hideous pieces of cloth that seemed too vulgar and uncomfortable for you.

He just laughed at you as your blood begun to boil.

"I want them dead." He says. "Especially Patrick and he's stealing you away from me."

"He never stole me away from you!" You spat at him. He pulled the chains attached to the shackles on your wrist, making you come closer to him.

"I don't want the chit-chat anymore, my love. And after no one will get in the way of our love, we'll get married."

The king wanted to take advantage of how vulnerable you were as he gave you his words about your lover and his friends.

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The moment he brought you in the colosseum, anger rushed in your veins as you found million people wanting to see of how their callous leader would play his games.

Just to ensure you weren't going to run, you were strapped down on the chair you're sitting at.

You wriggled and wriggled, trying to get out from the restraints around you, but didn't work.

The crowd bursted into cheers when the king's captives entered the arena.

You heard him smirk when you saw Patrick walked in. His head bobbed from left to right, looking for something.

He froze on his spot when he saw you and the pieces of cloth you were wearing. It made him angry, knowing it wasn't your choice on wearing those.

The crowd's cheer got louder when the giant that the king chose went in the arena.

You lost hope as your eyes darted to the giant then back to your lover and his friends.

The king laughed menacingly and gazed at you hungrily.

"Look at them, my love. Look how miserable and hopeless they were!" He snaps.

"What do you really want?" You said, convincing yourself to tell him about your plan so you could save them.

"I want them dead." He says, looking at you. "Even if you tell me that you're going to marry me, it'll get out of hand because they're still alive."

You stared at him; he knows what you're thinking.

He grabbed you on your cheeks and jaw, making you look at him. "Why won't we just enjoy the show?"

"Stop it!" You shouted at him. You were about to say something when the crowd cheered in delight.

Andy's on the ground, so was Joe.
You watched as Patrick tries to defeat the giant, but fails as he spun in midair and falls on the ground.

"Patrick!" You shouted from your spot. The blood flowing in your veins started to rage as you tried to get off from the restraints.

"Those restraints are blessed by the mightiest gods, Y/N. You'll never get away." He says. "Why won't you just accept that you're going to be my queen? Look." He gestures back on the arena where the people you were hoping to save you were sprawled down on the ground.

"No, never!" You barked at him. Patrick saw how worried you were for him. However, he and the others managed to stood up.

You wondered what's happening when they're all looking at something, then assembling it afterwards.

Hope bloomed in your chest as you saw the giant collapsed on the ground and blood flows from its head.

The crowd's cheer was divided into two--some booed in disappointment and some were in delight of what the boys has done.

Right at moment, you saw Patrick's lips say "I'll save you, my dearest."

Since the king will do everything just to get what he wants, he summons another giant and laughs wickedly.