Y/N POV
When I wake up I'm facing a pair of breasts. I look up to see who they belonged to and I see Esdeath's face, I didn't take her for the affectionate type. I realize the large splotch in her uniform where my head would have been positioned, was I crying? The tall lady stirs a bit and holds be tighter, I don't understand why though, I'm not the best choice when it came to cuddling. Stylish had taught me about relationships and how they work to explain Night Raid's actions previous to their betrayal. I still remember the way Najenda smirked as I went away to what she intended to be my death or at least my capture. I try to push away from the blue and white figure holding me within her vice but as soon as I gain some ground she pulls me back. Ahh well, I suppose I can stay a bit longer. I look outside to estimate the time and see it's around 2am, a good time for sleep or at the very least thought. After about an hour I hear someone open the door, I look over and see an overly black figure. I try a new trick and attempt to form tentacles from the bare spot on my back, not hitting Esdeath's hand. It works and I stab them into the ground for a sneak capture. They come dangerously close and bring a blade 15 centimeters from Esdeath's face when I yank them back and hold them to the ceiling. I put a shell of myself in place of the actual me so Esdeath wouldn't notice and I could interrogate the intruder.
"Name, I'm tired and without patience so make t quick" I rip the mask from their face to see Chelsea "Why are you hear, I told you I'd kill you next time you came"
"Yeah I know, but I know you won't, we're friends" She smiles and I can't help but laugh
"You honestly think that I consider you a friend after your team left me for dead" I say with metaphorical toxin covering my words
"I didn't want them to leave you, if you'll remember I was absent that night" Her eyes are now wide and her words are rapid
"Then I'll leave you with a warning" I cut a large gash in her left arm as not to impair her to badly
"What a gentleman, not crippling me" She smiles through the pain, I let her down and she kisses my cheek
"Why did you do that" I ask in a flat voice
"To prove I don't want you dead" She then takes the form of a guard and walks out, winking at me in the process.
"What a strange woman" I crawl back into bed and destroy the shell to make room for myself "Let's just hope she doesn't disturb me again, white walls stain easily when blood is spat on them" I mumble before falling to the vice that was sleep.
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I wake up to the same presence holding me but I was turned around. I feel her hold tighten when I try to leave so I just go along until she wakes up. After about 45 minutes she stirs and starts the cliche wake-up sequence, stir a bit, yawn then ask the other person present how they were.
"What did you dream about" Huh, surprising that she'd ask that
"Previous experience, I apologize if I caused any discomfort" I felt weird, like I couldn't feel anything
"The experiments I assume?" She says wide-eyes, seemingly interested
"Yes, test D-6-100 to be exact, utmost laceration" I explain with a blank face
"Ahh, I see" She pauses for a moment, staring at me as she thought "So do you feel pain?" She finally completes her thought
"Yes, I have simply grown accustomed to it" Why was I like this?, what happened to myself?
'I did, you are now a more efficient human' I hear Timothy say in my head, I look to the side and see his dark figure, silver eyes a pulsating liquid.
'I told you not to change me, did I not?' I say within my head
'Fine then, it is done, but I will change you for the better eventually' He says as he fades to a mist then nothingness
"Sorry about that Ice Queen, I was a bit uneasy for a bit" I hit the side of my head and poke my tongue out
"Glad to see you're back, anyway I need to change" She refers to the tear-soaked midsection of her uniform
"Sorry...." I look at the sheets below
"You're fine, I have hundreds of these things" She smiles then goes to the dresser "You should probably change as well, an straight jacket isn't exactly comfortable I imagine" She tosses me a uniform
"No I like them, I'll just get a new one" I jump out of the window to find a shop, I plummet into one
"You sell straight jackets?" I ask the terrified shop clerk
"Y-yeah, se-section 6" He points in the direction I need to go
"Thanks mister......Lewis!" I wave and strut down to my clothing, as I walk I notice torture devices, knives and all sorts of pain-inducing items.
'Is this a torture shop?' I ask within my skull
'Seems to be' I hear Timothy say back
'Maybe we can take 10, just to be safe' I look among the rows of white cloth infused with leather straps.
'That would be best' Timothy points to the smalls
'Nope!, I like them to go over my arms' I smile wide and take the adult larges rather the child smalls and slip one on
'Perfect!' I think and walk out, arms filled with jackets
'You need to pay for these things you know' Timothy holds me back
'No I don't, I'm invincible so what are they going to do?'
'True' He nods
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"Hello Ice Queen!" I bust through the door with my arms flailing all around
"Good to see you have a good sense of size" She says sarcastically
"Oh hush, I like the long sleeves" I shake my arms around to make a point
"Fine then, we have work to do" She looks at the note left at her door "We need to clear out a village proven to house the resistance" She smiles wide
"Well let's go then, I'm in a mood for blood" I touch my sharpened and metallic teeth
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Author's note:
I'm just trying out this writing style so please tell me if it's good or shit. I want to make my story more like an actual book so I'm just dicking around with different styles and such, comment 'good' or 'shit' to vote wether or not I keep this writing style. If you have a suggestion for this story or even for a new one please comment, I take all comments into consideration. Until next time.
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RandomSelf-explanatory, although this will be more of a harem mainly involving the Jagers.