Author's note: This is another Lucha Underground story and if you don't watch it feel free to skip or just read it as a story without context. There's also a side romance for you to binge on in this story too. Enjoy! ;)
"How's everything?" you ask Fenix face bearing the slightest glimmer of hope.
It is quickly diminished by Fenix's response. The masked luchador shakes head slumping against the wall. "Looks bad, friend... Star isn't responding at all. How did we let this happen?" He buries his head in his hands, letting out a sigh of annoyance.
You pat Fenix on the shoulder in a gesture of comfort. "Marty Martinez is a slippery serpent... Just don't blame yourself too much. He does unimaginable things just to gain an advantage for himself."
"That blasted son of a bitch... How could he be so cruel? Why did he torture her? I know the competition is tough nowadays but torture? God, I-" Fenix breaks off as flustered as one can be. He regains composure, "Can you go help her? I don't really know what to do or say at this point." Fenix says gruffly as he looks to you and points to the locked door to Sexy Star's change room.
You smile back half-heartedly, "Of course, after all... I love her."
Fenix returns a smile and adjusts his green mask. "I know you do, (y/n). Take good care of her, okay."
You manage a firm nod along with a wry smile. "I will."
***
Raising a reluctant hand you knock at Star's door. "Hey..."
No answer. Just a quiet sob from the other side.
"Babe? You there?" you knock again.
"G-go away... P-please just leave, (y/n). Go. Go! Go away!"
Your heart clenches a little bit, "Star, it's all right. I'm not going to hurt you, I just wanna talk." you press an ear to the door listening for your girlfriend.
"No, I'm scared!" you can hear her a lot clearer now which means she is close to the door.
"C'mon babe... Please open up. It won't hurt."
It was silent for a few moments before you heard her whisper. "I'm scared..."
You swallow, "Alright," you pause. "But remember I love you so much, Star." the tears begin to pour down your face at this point.
The door to Star's change room slowly opens. "Come in quick..."
You dart in the room and lock the door to make Star feel safer.
"I'm here now, we can talk." you hug Star tightly.
***
"Star just breathe and tell me everything," you say as you grip Sexy Star's shoulder.
She drags in a few short, labored breaths. "H-he tied me up and- and- just l-look for yourself, (y/n).." Star lifts the edge of her shirt.
Your eyes widen, failing to hide shock. "Babe..." you whisper in seething rage upon seeing the freshly healed wounds on her stomach. "Tell me how did he do this to you!"
Star swallow and breathes a few more times. "Razor, knife... I-I think he used a barbed wire at one point."
"Oh, Star... I'll never let you go through the pain again... Ever." you hug her tight as if you are going to lose her (because you almost did).
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