Espio X Reader (A Short Story)

Part 5

A/N: Hey guys! Before we continue the story, I just want to apologise for the continuity errors. I went back to the begging of the story to read and remember what I was doing. Keep in mind, this story wasn't originally going to BE a story, more or less a few parts.

I realised I have since changed a few things in the storyline (i.e. the reader (you) saying your brother would never go into the illegal business, only to then later know he was in the illegal business) I'll work on fixing that up and making it seem to be a part of the story, and not an accident.

That is all for now, apologies for that! And enjoy the story!

The grey cat was tied to a chair, his eye black and swollen. He had bruises showing through his furred muzzle, and his ears laid back in hostility as the door opened slowly. (Y/N) walked into the room, taking in the clearly beaten cat and wondered if Vector was normally this violent.

She walked over to the cat, taking in the emptiness of the room. It was filled with boxes, shelves full of dust-covered trinkets. The only light swung above the cat, a small white bulb that hung from a wire. Clearly this was a storage room for the Chaotix.

The (a/t) took a seat across from the silent cat, sitting as straight as she could, her hands resting in her lap. Quietly, she cleared her throat, and the cat's eyes snapped open. His red irises glared at her, and a hiss came from him.

"What do YOU want..?" He asked, straining against the plastic restraints around his wrists. The (a/t) raised her gaze, staring down at the cat; her whole body shook, and she hoped she was hiding her nerves well.

"My brother..." She said quietly.

"Your brother?" The cat let out a chuckle, "Sweet-cheeks, that could be anyone. You'll need to be more specific. Especially about what you want to know."

"My... Brother..." She looked around the room, before lowering her head, "Jacob..."

"Oh that failure of a recruit?" The cat huffed, giving a weak shrug, "Funny, I wasn't aware he had a sister, let alone a rat in the family."

(Y/N) raised her gaze quickly, "Where is he...?"

A smirk appeared on the cat's face, "That's more like it, real questions. Unfortunately for you, I can't tell you."

A cold feeling set in the (a/t)'s stomach. How was she going to get him to talk? She could barely keep eye contact with him, let alone demand he answer her questions. Her (e/c) eyes scanned the room, wondering where Espio could be.

They had agreed just before walking into the room that he should be with her, considering her timid self, the (a/t) would probably need back up in case things went south. He insisted she entered the room first, and hasn't seen him since.

Did he even walk into the room? Is he hiding somewhere? Did he just leave her to talk to this hostile cat by herself?

"Well? Anything else?" The cat asked, snapping her out of her slightly panicked state.

"U-Uh..." Her hands shook slightly, and she lowered her gaze again. How could she get through to him? Espio clearly wasn't here to help her, so she'd have to figure it out on her own.

An idea popped into her mind. One she wasn't entirely fond of.

"P-Please..." She stuttered out, and her ears pressed against her head, "I-I want my brother..."

Another chuckle came from the cat, "When brutal beatings don't work, send in the emotional one. Some detectives."

Something sharp went through the (a/t)'s chest, an emotion. One she hadn't felt before, and she raised her gaze to glare at the cat.