Look After A Naga [Naga Vincent × Reader]

-24 - Gain One; Lost One

The whole day i was stressing like mad that I went home to stress. It was great; not. It felt like my brain was open up and slipping out. But too late now...

... I was in sparky's car because Richard told us that he would hold Kara. So sparky agreed and I stayed quiet having a mini protest in my head. It wouldn't change anything but it happened.

I and sparky got into the large body bag, that Richard somehow had. If we questioned him about why he had a body bag we would have been in a different outcome. Maybe Marionette got him it. It doesn't matter too much because I was in it with sparky.

It was weird and uncomfortable. I had to be a top part, while sparky was the bottom with a tight hold on my lew legs. I was panicking a lot. The bag was slightly open a little so we can

breath properly.

I couldn't see anything so I had to rely on hearing. We were five minutes early and we had to wait in the darkness of the bag. The only light was from a small gap. Even that was some. It wasn't great.

"They are here," Richard told us with a stress toned voice.

Nobody's Pov.

Richard got out of the car and got the bag out. He watched as Foxy and Chica got out along with Marionette.

The two idiots got out Kara. Unconscious, badly beating and bones were broken. It was gruesome to see her like this. Looking helpless and unconscious. Richard got angry because he knew he never hurt anyone as bad at that. The memories of being forced to hurt anyone and him cause cuts and bruises. She watches like she been hurt bad and constantly treat like that.

"Give her to me first." Richard put down the body bag next to the car.

"Let me see what I want in return," Marionette said with cold dead eyes.

"Kara first. We had a deal you give Kara first then I gave you want you wanted." Richard snarled in hatred of the plans changing.

"you think I am stupid. Fritz as already informed me about your plan to get better. Now show me what I want." She demanded.

(y/n) and sparky quietly snuck out of the bag and quietly entered the car without making a loud noise. They bother were about to see from the rearview mirror what was taking place.

" Fine." Richard grappled the new empty bag and made it look full with the straps. Instead of it bending like nothing is in it. He made it look like something was in it.

He walked the marionette's car with the bag and placed it in the car and then got Kara off the two idiots by the car. Richard was a heartbreak. He scorned to see her like this but he can't help but blame himself. Even tho not all her injuries are by him it still weighed heavy on his heart.

He put her the boot of the car but was shot right thought the chest a few times by marionette. He dropped to the ground like a fly. Blood pouring out like spilt milk. He was dying and yet(y/n) and sparky was hiding in fear. Sparky called an ambulance but yet they wouldn't come in time.

They seem marionette's car disappearing. It was a bad day. A truly bad day.

(y/n) pov

Oh, god. What am I meant to do? Why does this have to happen? It is my fault for caring about my own safety that I forgot that Richard was also putting his life at risk for kara. What have I done? I should have helped more.

This is my fault that he is dying and I am stuck hiding in fear.

"We need to slow down the bleeding. Remember what he said." Sparky, in tears, said. Fear was screaming on her face. Regrets and a panic marked around us as we nervously got over to Richard to stop the bleeding.