James McAvoy Imagines (Complete)

To Be Rich (VF)

(Not in any way connected to the film. It's just something I thought of. Apologies if it doesn't seem like the same characters, but I hope you like it)
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Usually, when you wake up in an unfamiliar place, the first thing you do is panic. Well... maybe not exactly panic, but you try to remain calm, don't you? Well, that's not what happened to me. I woke up only to get the biggest fright of my life. I opened my eyes to see a human skull staring lifelessly at me. Despite it being in a glass container filled with water, I still jumped back and fell off the bed I was previously lying on. I gasp, feeling a sudden, shooting pain in my side. Then I hear an unfamiliar, yet panicky voice. The person gasps before rushing over to me "Please Miss, don't move. You're already in enough pain as it is". I look up at the male voice. He smiles slightly "Don't worry, Miss. You're safe. I apologize for startling you, we should probably work on that". I raise an eyebrow "Where am I? And who are you?". Realisation seems to dawn on his face "Oh, my apologies, Miss, I am being so rude. You are in the master's house. My name is Igor". That only confuses me more "Who's the master?". He sighs "Sorry, I'm not used to calling him by his name. I'm his assistant. His name is Victor, Victor Frankenstein. He is currently out at the moment, but I'm sure he will be back soon". I nod "Okay, and why am I here?". He furrows his eyebrows "You don't remember? Oh, that's not good. We were hoping you could tell us. We found you in an alley a few streets over. We weren't sure how long you had been there. We figured you'd been left there. So, we took you here to help you. You've been here for three days". I nod "Oh, well thank you". He shrugs it off before helping me up off the floor. He helps me sit on the bed and it's then I realise I'm wearing what only could be described as a man's shirt. It's a deep purple colour and is quite large on me. The sleeves just barely reach the tip of my fingers. I look at Igor, expecting an explanation. He seems to realise my confusion "Oh, that's master's shirt. We thought you would be uncomfortable waking up in your old clothes. I had to dress you. Don't worry, I didn't look. But knowing master, he probably would've". I nod, feeling slightly uncomfortable "Okay".

I play with the loose sleeve, trying to think of what happened. I remember a man, he took me to an alley. I assume the one they found me in, but I don't remember anything after that. I must've hit my head hard. I look around at my surroundings. It looks like some kind of old lab. Multiple beakers and test tubes filled with strange blue, orange and lime green liquids. I shrug it off. To be honest, I have woken up in worse places.
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For the last few hours, Igor has been keeping me company. As I've been talking to him... well, more him rather than me, I've noticed he is nice. He still seems kinda timid, but that's okay, I'm not much of a talker myself. I have a feeling we'll get along well. As Igor was telling me a story, which was quite interesting, a loud voice interrupts him. I jump at the suddenness of it. "Igor! Come help me, I've brought back something extraordinary!". Igor sighs "Master, you said you wouldn't bring half-dead creatures home anymore". My eyes widen slightly as they start to argue back and forth. It was kind of funny, but it felt out of place to laugh. "It's not a creature, I swear! Just come help me" The voice answers back. Igor looks at me wearily "Master, it's not a woman... is it?". "What? No! Don't be absurd, Igor. Just help me!". Igor sighs again "Alright, I'm coming".

Not a few minutes later, Igor returns with another man and a strange-looking machine. I raise an eyebrow as they set it down. The other man notices me "Ah, you're awake. Igor, why didn't you say something?". He turns away before he could answer, his attention on the machine. I could see Igor was about to say something, but he decides not to. Just letting out a sigh instead "Master, maybe you should introduce yourself". The other man stands up straight, glancing at me before turning to Igor "How many times must I say for you to address me by my name? How many years have we known each other and you still call me master? It is getting rather annoying". He puts his arms around Igor's shoulders, grinning at me. His assistant rolls his eyes "Victor, just introduce yourself". "There, see? How hard was that?" Victor muses then turn to me "Apologies for my friend here. He is shy around new people. My name is Victor, Victor Frankenstein". I nod "Y/n". He nods "There, I've introduced myself. Are you happy now?". "Much" Igor replies, somewhat sarcastically. Victor takes his arm off him before becoming engrossed with the machine they brought in once again. Igor approaches me with an expression I can't quite explain "I'm sorry, Miss Y/n. But I need to go before I put his head through a wall". I chuckle silently, nodding "I understand. Don't worry, I'll be fine". He nods before heading to the door. After watching him leave, I turn my attention to the other man in the room. He seems infatuated with the machine in front of him. In his defence, it does look rather interesting. And I must say, he isn't the worst looking guy in the world. I quietly slip off the bed, then make my way over to him. "So, what is it?" I ask. He jumps at my sudden voice. I put my hands behind my back, something I do when I'm nervous. "Sorry" I mumble. He shrugs it off, then smiles "I found it in the streets. It's pretty much unusable, whatever it was. But, I figured I'd take it. Might be useful someday". "So, in other words, you don't know what it is" I guess. He glances at me, then breathes out a chuckle "No. I have no idea what it is, but it looked fascinating". I tilt my head "I'm confused. You said it was extraordinary when you came in, how do you know if you don't know what it is?". He grins "To annoy Igor, of course". My mouth drops open in shock "You do that on purpose?". He shrugs "Sometimes, it's rather amusing". I smile slightly, he is a bit mischievous, isn't he?
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