The Legion: Frank x Reader [Gender Neutral]

Chapter 15: Pitiful Party

Your head ached. It throbbed in pain as your vision came back to you. You flinched in surprise looking around. Your arma were chained to a wall a little above you. To your left was a raggedy old bed, it was more of just a mattress on top of some metal thing. There was an operating table next to the right of you. You pushed yourself off the ground a little bit just to see assortment of tools on the table. You let your feet slip out from underneath you and fall back to the ground. You were still exhausted from what ever Talbot injected you with.

Speaking of Talbot, he was sitting on a near by desk reading through Vigo's journal. When you landed on the ground, the noise of you hitting the floor and the moving of tour chains jolted his head up, he stared at you for a second.

"Right, you're awake."

"Let me go."

"I would, but you can be of use." He started to fiddle with something on a farther away table. You couldn't see what was on it, but next to the table was a set up of alchemist stuff, something you would see in labs.

Talbot was The Alchemist. One of the two people the killers were afraid of (the other being The Entity) and now he had you.

Talbot kicked a bucket over to you, then kneeled down to look at your arms.

"What's the bucket for?" You asked nervously.

"You're going to find out soon."

He held up a glowing orange syringe.

It hit you.

He was the reason the killers transformed during The Entity's blight faze. He kidnapped them and held them here torturing them. That's why they were scared, that's why they walked you back.

All because of him.

And now...

You were next

Frank's POV:

I sighed and started messing with my knife. I really wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone right now. Especially after the argument with Y/N. But here he go's... Yelling name.

"Frank!"

I ignored Joey a second time. I could couldn't less about what he needed right now.

"Frank this is important!"

I sighed and put my knife in my pocket. Storming downstairs I saw Dwight and Bill in our main room both were pacing back and forth. Quentin and Lorie were talking with Susie and Julie. Joey pointed to where Bill was standing.

"Y/N didn't make it back to camp."

"So?"

"They are not at camp Frank!" Joey snapped.

"They could be with The Entity, why does this matter?"

"The Entity hasn't started a trial because they were supposed to be in the next one." Dwight spoke up. "We haven't seen them sense they left. The Thing refuses to talk or respond to us no matter how hard we pray."

"Do you think...he could have gotten to them?"

I flinched.

Fuck...

FUCK!

"I forgot to walk them back! We got into an argument and-" I slammed my fist on the stair railing. "They walked off and... I never thought he would ever harm a survivor.

"Shit..." Julie said; Susie covered her mouth in disgust.

"Who's 'he'?" Bill asked.

"Joey, Julie, Susie fill all of them in please, I'll get Michael and Evan. We'll bring her back."

"Shouldn't we all go?" Susie declared.

"No, just in case..." I said. They knew what happened we all went, being fused together like that...

I pushed the memory out of my head as I headed to Coal Tower. I hoped and begged Y/N would show up somewhere, hoping she wasn't taken by The Alchemist, I would never live it down, who knows what he would do with her?

"Frank!" Evan grabbed me by my shoulders and shook me a bit, I snapped out of my thoughts.

"You ok?" He asked, setting me back down on the ground.

"Y/N...might have been captured by The Alchemist. They didn't make it to camp, and The Entity doesn't have her."

"Oh...fuck." Evan turned away from me, he pulled of his mask and rubbed his face. "Why didn't you walk her back?"

"We got into an argument, they wanted to be alone."

"Did they? Or did you push someone away again?" Evan put his mask back on, he angrily turned around and looked at me.

Guilt hit me in the gut, and it hit hard. Evan seemed to recognize this and sighed.

"Let's go get Michael."

Michael was easy to convince, he always wanted a good excuse to stab someone. And it gets the be the asshole that tortured his friends? Score!

"Should we tell Wraith about this?"

Michael shook his head. Then pointed in the direction we were walking.

"Michael... I wish you would talk." I sighed.

"I think he means he'll know when we get Y/N..." Evan trailed off, Michael slowly nodded.

"I beg of The Entity to show some mercy." I whispered to myself.

"Let's hope I do..."