Dog Biscuits (Undertaker x Reader)

Wilted Feathers

*Undertaker POV this will be a short chapter, sorry!*

Holding Y/N in my arms, I hear the faintest of heart beats, her skin becoming pale and cold as her arm limply hangs off to the side, Running towards my shop, not caring whoever sees the blood splattered on the both of us. Whispers were heard in the back alleys, as I continued to carry Y/N, reaching the back entrance of the shop.

"Damn it all!" cursing as I kick down the door, sending the hinges flying as the door caves in. Supporting Y/N with one arm I sweep the top of the large table, sending bottles and jars flying in a loud crash, liquid flying as they break.

Setting her on top of the table, I start to take off her dress, her buttons becoming stuck and jammed, I reach out to one of the few jars still left on the large table and take out a scalpel, slicing at the clothing with no hesitation, a glimmer of hope if she still might be alive.

"Damn it, Damn it, Damn it all!" ripping her dress to pieces as I look at her wound. There was no exit of where the bullet should have, it was still inside of her.

Slamming my hands down on the table I look at the still body of Y/N "Damn it Y/N, I'm meant to make the dead beautiful... not supposed to save them"

"Oh how could you let a simple man ruin such a delicate flower such as Y/N, Adrian" A crisp cold voice says as the crunch of feet stepping on the broken down door towards me and Y/N.

Spinning around I face Ash "Get away from her you Foul Angel" Holding my arms out, shielding Y/N from Him.

"Foul? I beg to differ, Because of you she is wilting as we speak" He says pushing me aside with a sharp shove and gently brushes a lock of her hair out of her face.

A few moments pass as he continues to look at Y/N's cold face, my face stiff as I growl "What do you want" spitting through forced teeth.

"Oh, I just want what is best for Y/N, why else would I come into such a filthy place?" He looks at me, his eyes sharp and cold.

"Bullshit! You have something else up your sleeve and I know it!" Slamming my fist against the wall, glaring.

"Well I don't think you have much time to argue don't you agree? Either you allow her within my gentle care or she will end up in one of your -Flithy- coffins, now is that what you want?" Ash stands upright smirking, "Or did the cruel -disgusting- monster finally fall in love with someone and want to preserve life instead take from it?" 

He doubles over in laughter "Oh! This is such a marvelous sight to see! Your face twisted in pain and misery as you see your final hope of kindling life fade right from your grasp--"

"Shut up!" Punching him square in the jaw, sending him flying back a few steps. "You have no right to talk like that!"

"Now is that how you talk to someone who is willing to save your second chance? If it even happens?" His voice colder then ice now, his lip dripping blood onto the floor as he is hunched over talking.

"Shut up! I will save her myself!" Yelling as I watch him still hunched over.

"At las, I cannot allow you to do that" As those words leaves his lips, kicking my stomach, he sends me crashing into the shelves behind me. Shattering even more glass around me.

As my vision starts to fade I see Ash pick Y/N and start to carry her out the door, paying no mind to the glass and rubble, her limp body dangling in his arms.