(Megaman 11) Blastman x reader

Chp.2:

Reader's p.o.v

 I walked down the dimly lit street, humming a little to myself. I looked down at my phone, checking the time.

9:01 pm

I sighed, at least it's not ten. I put my phone back, but as soon as my hand left my pocket I was pulled into the murky darkness of the alleyway. I attempted to scream, only to have it muffled by a clothed hand. I struggled against the captor, only to be pinned to a wall from behind. I felt terror seize my veins. The stranger removed his hand from my mouth, causing me to sob. He then held a knife up to my throat, as he said huskily," Give me your phone or else your gonna have fun choking on your blood."

I reached into my pocket, and held out my phone to him. He had a satisfied smirk show from the unmasked lower half of his face. He pushed me into the wall forcefully, causing me to collapse as he made his escape. I shakily got up, getting myself as far away from there as possible. My tears stinging my face as I sprinted home. Time seemed to slow as I flew through the streets, people looking at me with looks of concern and worry. I reached my house in a matter of minutes, as I practically jumped over the stairs. My hand flew to the lily that held my door keys. I fumbled the door open, and quickly shut the door. I locked everything in the house, fearing that the mysterious man would follow me home. I went to my room, throwing myself at my bed, embracing a pillow tightly as I released my emotions upon the bag of feathers. The last thing I remember was crying my eyes raw. 

|| The Next Day ||

I woke up from my dreamless sleep, yawning as my arms stretched high into the air, my face feeling like it was cracking from a dried substance. I groggily got up, dragging myself to the kitchen to make some toast. I popped the bread into the toaster, as I retreated back to my room to get dressed, removing my clothes from last night. I put on a F/C(Favorite Color) hoodie, with a pair of jeans and S/F/C sneakers. I heard the toaster pop, drawing me to the light aroma of toast. I put some F/B/S ( favorite bread spread) on it, munching on it. I turned the tv on, hearing in on another murder. This froze me to my core, invoking a flury of emotions from last night. I focused my attention on the report. Another mutilation, another unknown murderer. I then remembered how concerned Blastman was, and how he feared that he could have stopped the murderer. I stuffed the toast into my mouth, while rushing to put my hair in a messy braid. I sprinted out the door, trying to remember how I had found the abandoned amusement park in the first place. I saw a familiar blur in the distance, after passing the old, wooden, playground, giving me a determination boost. As soon as I reached the park, I bumped into something. Instinctively I replied," Sorry!"

" Y/N?" They responded, causing me to recognize their voice.

I got up, offering a hand to him," Yup.."

He refused it, getting up himself," I'm a robot Y/N, your not gonna be able to help me up, though I appreciate the thought ."

I tried to change the subject," So what were you doing?"

" I was actually going to try to find you, considering another murder happened." He gave me a slight glare," You also didn't answer my calls!"

I mumbled," I-I'm sorry, bu-!"

"Do you know how worried I was?!?" He semi yelled, causing me to break down.

I went felt my legs fold below me, as I put my hands in my face. I heard a gasp as suddenly I felt two arms envelope me.

" I-I-I-I-" I started, but was unable to speak.

" Calm down Y/N. Just try to breathe." Blastman responded, trying to help me.