I know You (Handsome Jack x Reader)

Diamond in the Rough

You couldn't tell if your eyes were open due to the extreme darkness. Feeling around, you depicted that you were in some sort of room laced with concrete walls and a hard smooth floor. You sat up straight, leaning your aching back to what seemed to be a wall as the room grew slightly brighter. Everything was too dim to see. Your eyes darted around the room searching for something to let your mind know where you are. Your eyes fixated on a dark figure in the distance. With there only being a trace amount of light in the room, you pulled yourself up off the ground using the wall as a crutch and walked toward the figure with your arms in front of you.

You squinted your eyes as you seemed to get closer to what looked like another person as something in your mind told you to stop.

"Who are you?" It asked, It's voice booming in the nothingness of the plane you were currently in.

You paused, putting your hands on the sides of your waist and slowly feeling yourself. Who were you? Nothing you could feel felt familiar in anyway and it almost felt like you were a stranger invading someone else's body.

"I don't know-" you choked. Your voice rang in your ears. Was that really your voice?

"Leave. Leave now." The figure said. It's body language showing to be hostile.

"W-wait-" you stammered. Putting your hands out in front of you in defense. "Don't leave me! I can't be alone!.. not again.." the words pooled out of your mouth, almost as if under someone else's control.

Your vision started to go white and it was getting harder and harder to stand up. Falling to your knees, you sloped on the floor, your eyes gluing shut.

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Your eyes sluggishly opened from what seemed to be an eternity of sleep. Everything in your body ached and you found it difficult to lift your head from the dirt. Grabbing onto a nearby rock, you pulled yourself up into a crooked sitting position. Your throat burned from being neglected of any type of liquid it so badly needed. Coughing roughly into your hand, you pulled it back to see crimson stain your (S/C) hand. (Skin color if you didn't catch that.) you lifted your head up and looked around the area. Metal parts along with broken wooden objects blazed with fire overtook your surroundings.

"Was I in some sort of explosion?" You asked yourself, your words groggily slipping out. You relaxed your tense muscles into your sitting position only to be greeted with a strong, quick stinging sensation in your left hand. Bringing the body member up to your line of sight, a small gasp escaped your lips to the sight of glass shards in your pale knuckles.

A low hissing noise escaped your mouth after an attempt to moving your fingers. It was best not to try. Slowly, you placed your arm lightly on the ground and looked down to your clothing. You wore a white blouse and a ripped skirt with a pair of black heals strapped to your feet. Using your free hand, you grabbed at the silky cloth dangling at the end of your hips and ripped a large chunk of it, then setting it aside. You pulled your injured hand closer to your face as your vision was blurry and it was hard to see anything too far away. Hesitantly, you placed your index finger and thumb on a large piece of glass lodged in between your knuckles and began to pull. You let out a small groan of pain as the shard came out easily with blood seeping down your hand from the entry. You continued with the practice, trying to remove all of the glass from your hands, letting out painful moans with each piece. You bit your bottom lip and clenched your fist as hard as you could in attempt to slow the bleeding. Grabbing the cloth that lay next to you, you gently wrapped it around your shaking fist.

After improperly bandaging your hand, you looked down to you feet. Surly you were too dehydrated to walk in heels such as these ones. You pulled your left hand close to your stomach and used your right to paw at the straps, attempting to free your feet. After a few minutes this action you were able to slip off the shoes. You took a deep breath and placed your right arm on the rock you were leaned up against, keeping your other arm close to your stomach and pulled yourself up. You could feel your wobbly legs quiver underneath you, but you decided to press on. Not knowing where exactly to go, you looked around, squinting at the blurry flames and broken parts everywhere. A flickering screen caught your attention in the near distance. Was someone there? Maybe they could help you.

You headed towards the screen, avoiding the rubble that lay around you. Upon moving passed broken items all around you, your eye caught sight of yourself in a shattered mirror. You turned towards it and used your free hand to brush through your (H/C) locks and around the features on your face. Was this you? Was this really you? You thought. For some reason, nothing you were seeing was the slightest bit familiar to you. This couldn't be real. Shaking your head you turned away from the mirror and kept moving forwards.

When you approached the screen, you looked around the surrounding area. If someone had been here they couldn't be too far. It was hard enough for you to move your fragile and bruised body around this junk, yet you made it here in a reasonable time. If they were walking they had to be here too.

A sharp and extreme pain from your right temple blurred your vision as you fell to the ground, placing a hand over the location of severe pain. Your shaky fingers traced around a metal piece that seemed to be engulfed into your skull. What was this? You turned your head around in all directions but stopped when your eyes met a mechanical syringe on the ground. Was this was went into your skull? Before you could think anything more of it, your eyes suddenly felt like a ton of bricks and the next thing you knew, you toppled onto the ground... and slowly lost consciousness.

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AN - thank you to everyone who decided to stop by and read this! I hope I didn't change too much from the previous story and I also hope there was a noticeable change in writing. Again, please ignore any typos as it is pretty difficult to write on a phone. Have a lovely day~
-Honey