You sat on the couch, still in Sevens arms, staring up at him. "What should I do?" You asked nervously. Seven sat up, letting go of you. He rubbed the back of his neck. "I'm not sure. Do you want to take it?"
"Yeah, but I'm scared. What if it's..." You stopped, realising that you didn't know the person who called three weeks ago.
"Answer it and put it on speaker," Seven suggested, "That way, I'll be here for you." Taking his advice, you answered the phone and put it on speaker.
"Hello there, Princess." The voice crackled through the phone. Seven gave you a questioning look and you shook your head before replying, "What do you want?"
"I told you last time I called." You flinched.
"But I am not going to say anything, seeing that your phone is on speakerphone. Are you telling the police?" They laughed. "They won't be able to catch me you know." The phone bleeped. They had ended the call. You sat rigidly for a moment, scared out of your wits.
"[Y/N]? Are you okay?" Seven looked at you worriedly.
"Y-yeah. I guess."
"That was creepy. Why did he call you 'Princess'?" He asked softly. You shook your head, making your hair cascade around your face. "I have no idea." Seven tucked your hair behind your ear. "What did he say he wanted exactly?" You looked up at him sadly. "The Prince's head." Seven stiffened. "So he really does want to kill someone then." You nodded solemnly. "And I got caught right in the middle of it."
"I'll be with you. Does that make you feel better?" Seven held out is hand and you took it.
"Thank you Seven."
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Thanks for reading!
Finally! Some more tension! Sorry that it was so short though... see you in the next chapter anyway!
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Someday In Space
Fanfiction[CAUTION: Contains spoilers for the game 'Mystic Messenger'] You have spent the past seven months catching up with your friends from the RFA... especially Seven. Somebody keeps calling you, calling you 'Princess'. What does this mean for you and how...
