Look After A Naga [Naga Vincent × Reader]

14

- (Y/n)'s pov -- next day -

Me stepped into the main room to feel this  strong tenstness in the room.
Everyone looked at each other in complete silence. Nobody said anything. This intenseness wasn't lighting up between them.

So i spoke up first. "Morning, guys." I said. I was the hot knife that broke the slince. I kept a warm and welcoming smile on my face. Nobody was happy as happy as a can be. I left vincent at home due to his injury, so i am extra worried.

"Hey, everyone is at each others throats because of the news about the traitor." Mike informed.

"Why? It is nothing to worry about i got it under control." I lied.

"Is that true?" Sparky asked.

"Yes. There is nothing to worry about. Keep working and don't worry." I smiled reasuring them that everything is under control bur it is all a lie. I have no clue what i am doing. Mike was made in charge but i am dealing with all this because scott entrusted me with is issue. I trapped my a lie.

I sat at me area and began getting some work done.

-the traitor's pov -

Her scrunny tall body and dead sunk in eyes in front of me. Killing me with a cold stare. Her thin lips curved into a simple calm smile. Old tears marked her pale unhealthy skin.

"Ma'ma, I require the items." I spoke in a uncaring voice. Knowing what i was about to do is bad but i gone to far to say no. I past the forgiveness.

She lead me to a room where a bag and of her idiots where hanging.

"Laddy, are you ready?" The tall idiot said. His hand a huck and of his eyes damaged. His red mess hair what everywhere and he was smiling.

"Pwt get it ovwr with. I don't have time. I am already late for work and you idiots are wasting my time." I sighed grabbed a bag of items.

"It just some lass. It nobody important. They have some information." The idiot said.

I put on a mask, that distorted my voice, and glove incase it gets bloody.

The idiot showed me to a confined room with hard black floor and white walls.

A woman lied with potato a sack covering her face with hole where her mouth was. Her mouth was covered by a mask with a voice destorter in it.

Her soft wheeps made me froze in place. I can't hurt a woman. I don't care if she just another person in marreniotte's way. I don't want to hurt her. I can't.

The idiot left the room and locked the door. I was stuck her with this poor defendless woman.

She was on a hard looking bed that was very uncomfortable. A small ragget blanket hardly covered her naked body. She already had marks on her.

Marreniotte's voice come from a speaker in a corner of the room.

She bagan asking questions but the weak fible woman just trembled and sobbed. No words left her mouth.

"Hurt her." Marreniotte ordered but i couldn't do it.
I held the weapon in my hand and i rembered why i am working with her. I walked to the woman and began cutting her soft delicate skin. She cried and i think she pissed herself.

"Please stop it.." she cried and weakly moved away into a corner of her bed...

- 2 hours past - (y/n)'s pov-

I noticed richard come in for work 3 hours late. He looked out of it his skin is pale and he looked like he seen some shit.

He normal is never late. He went straight to his work area which normally had a cup of coffee that kara often maked him by the side of his computer. He kept looking at his phone. Very handsy to it.

"Richard, are you alright?" I asked him, rolling my chair near to him. Mike noticed how fucked up he looked.

"No, i am fine. Just last night didn't get much sleep and kara is in a huff with me yesterday. I am just under a lot of pressure lately." He sighed. I pat his back and felt bad.

"Did she get home safe?" I adked him. He was confused.

"What do you mean. Only time i seen kara was yesterday morning when she was pushing me to my limits again. I don't know." He wasn't in a great mood. I notised red marks on the lower down on his sleeves.

"Are you hurt?" I asked, concered.

"No, my cat had got glass in its pour. I had took the class out and to him the vet that is why i am late." He said. "I should have called say that was going to be late." He rubbed the back of his neck.

"It is okay. Well hope your day gets better." I smiled at him and went back to work.