(Megaman 11) Blastman x reader

Chp 9

Yello my lovely readers, and welcome to the latest chapter in this fic. I've been slacking on this hardcore for sometime now, and I reaaaaallllly don't mean to. I've been having a weird kind of writer's block, where instead of being unable to write at all, my brain pressed the fast forward button and I can't type as fast as my head is making ideas for this story to go. And yeah, I should take my time and stuff, but still my conscience keeps beating me up about it. But once I've managed to wring this chapter out of my brain, I'm sure I'll be able to update it within a somewhat monthly period. But yee, although this chp is admittedly not one of my best, hope you enjoy :)
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The next day:
I woke up with a sore feeling in my arm. My vision blurred a little, as my surroundings were completely dark. I sat up, placing my hands upon a cold rough floor. This caused me to freak out for a second, before I guessed, maybe this is a dream? I forced myself to stand up despite the drilling feeling in my head, as I knew I was standing, but felt everything was off due to the eerie darkness surrounding me. My left arm felt slightly heavier, causing me to discover a chain around my wrist from the clinking of metal. Trying to find a way out, my hands grasped the chain, finding out that I was probably in a small room due to the distance from the wall, and the small length that was the chain. I decided to try and find a door or something that might help, as my nerves started to slowly get the best of me, fear and anxiousness creeping in to replace my drowsiness. My body shook a little, while I swept my hands across the walls of the room I was in, quickly finding a door. Hope bashed fear and anxiety back, as I reached for the knob, only to become completely nonexistent when the door handle didn't budge one bit. I tried to scrounge up all of my strength, as I continued to fail. Eventually, as my arms became sore from my doomed battle with the door, I returned to the floor, my hands slipping off of the knob. My hands started throbbing as I slumped over in defeat. The shaking in my body started intensifying, while my fear and anxiety slowly increased, wondering how I got here. I recalled the events from yesterday, reviewing everything up to when I fell asleep. For some reason, my brain suggested that maybe Blast was nearby, as I hesitantly called out,"B-B-Blast?"
No response, or that was the case after a minute, before I heard footsteps come closer. I went against the wall that I was connected to, as the chains scrapped softly against the floor. After what seemed like an agonizing amount of time, the clink of metal was heard, before a ear-splitting squeak came from the door, revealing a tall figure wearing what looked like robes and a large scarf. I couldn't make out much, as my hands quickly went to my face as the light from outside burned my eyes and flooded through the door, chasing out the void like darkness from before. This caused no response to appear on their face, as they spoke in a calm tone," Hmm, as to be expected. The moment you give up you call for Blastman. Good thing though, as that should make this all easier with you."
I finally got used to the light, as I felt embarrassed at the comment they made, my voice having a pang of attitude," What else should I do then? It's not like...like..."
My response caused an unamused eye roll to be seen from the ninja, as I found myself unable to finish, as I realized I was possibly all alone in this. While I felt despair start to tug at me, the captor spoke,"Now, I don't expect you to do anything, as even if you did I wouldn't suggest it."
His words for the most part were calm and even, except for the last part, as his eyes narrowed and his voice held some threatening aura. I felt myself hold my breath, as I bit my cheek as to not question what he would do. He took a small breath, before speaking,"I believe you may be confused as to what's going on, correct?"
I paused, before slowly nodding, speaking carefully," I can guess that I've been kidnapped, right?" I paused, before adding with accidental sarcasm,"The chain kinda gives it away."
The person nodded, as he showed a slight hint of annoyance, glaring slightly. I felt the temperature drop heavily, as fear started to get the best of me. The man said simply,"Yes, you have been kidnapped and are currently being held hostage. This could have been avoided if you had simply kept your toy from looking at the screen, but-", they paused before returning my sarcasm with a sadistic grin," here we are."
My face went pale a little, while my eyes darted to the floor. I was silent, causing a barely audible sign to be heard from the ninja clad person in the doorway. Then, as I assumed was the end of our conversation, he spoke with a serious tone,"So, considering your new living arrangement, you will have some new rules."
He paused, waiting for a response from me to see if he had my attention. I looked up, not making eye contact, but looked at his forehead to fake it. He began," No loud noise. No talk back if I tell you to do something you don't like. No trying to harm yourself or any form of self injury."
My face contorted into one of severe confusion at this, as they sighed,"It's a common scenario."
I shivered, before he continued on,"No trying to escape. No complaining about anything, and No insults toward me nor anyone associated towards me."
There was a silence, before a question popped up into my head, my cheeks turning a light pink in embarrassment,"What if I need to use the restroom?"
He nodded, as he replied calmly,"I have that covered. Anything else?"
I paused, before shaking my head, as they looked slightly relieved at my decline in attitude from earlier.
There was once again a silence, before he started to leave,"I'll be back to check on you later."
The door started to close, as I just sat there, left to process everything. As soon as the door completely closed, the void of darkness return, as instinctively my body curled up into a ball. Thoughts ran through my head, as I tried to piece together what was going on. While my brain was in extreme thinking mode, Blast popped up into my head, causing me to pause. Wait a minute, I thought as I felt myself become worried at the very possible possibility. My features contorted into a frown, my brain torturing me with images of Blast getting hurt somehow in this because of me. Due to the pitch black darkness surrounding me, my eyes dropped slightly, catching me off guard as I began to get sleepy despite having just woke up however long ago it was. Although I was sleepy, my body stayed wide awake, as paranoia seeped deep into my brain. I stared tiredly into the darkness around me, before my mind decided to be helpful for once during this, I need to think of how I'm going to get out of here...