Bloody Mary

Y/N

Thanks for reading!

So y/n isn't going to meet King Boo quite yet. I just need to set up the world first and get you guys used to the situation. 

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*Crack*

Another flash of pain. My vision starts to fade.

"Twenty-five." 

I bit into the leather strap that they forced into my mouth as I focus to stay conscious. Ready for the next lash.

*Crack*

I gripped the wood pole that they chained me too as the burning whip creates another deep gash in my back.

"Twenty-six." 

I've already passed out twice, but they just poured salt water on me to wake me up and continued from where they left off.

*Crack*

"Twenty-seven."

I looked out to the crowd. I needed to see who actually believed this bullshit.

I saw so many faces. Some with looks of pity, others with sadness. I glance to the front of the crowd where They stood. They both had the most sadistic smirk I've ever seen. They look so satisfied with themselves. As if nothing could bring them down, little do They kn-

*Crack*

"AGH!" I scream.

"Twenty-nine."

Shit! I got distracted. I pulled on my restraints. I can't do that. I can't give Them the satisfaction of me in pain. I glance back at Them and see Their smirks growing in delight.

*Crack*

"Thirty." Finally.

Emmanuel undid my chains and went to keep me from falling.

"Stop." He yelled. "Let her get up on her own."

I glance up at Emmanuel. He looks hesitant. I just gave him a small nod and he stepped back.

I grabbed the log that I was chained to and tried to pull myself up. I could feel the hot blood running down my back. I felt the searing pain only get worse the more I used my back muscles. I look back at Them and hold my head high.

This is supposed to show that They can break me down. I can't let them win anymore than I already have.  With my right hand, I grab hold of the place I dug my fingers in not two minutes ago. With my left hand, I hold up the weak fabric I call a shirt to cover my chest. Without breaking eye contact, I lifted myself off the ground and into a standing position. Pain rushed though every inch of my body but all I let out was a small grunt. Barely audible. 

I lean to the pole and use it as a crutch as I watch the amusement drain from Their faces and turn into shock. Then anger. The crowd however, their faces turn to joy and delight. Then neutral before They see. 

"Take her away." He screams.

I smirk as two RPUs grab my chains and lead me to the dungeons. I look up at the sign as some people in the crowd throw trash and scream at me. 

What year do we live in? 1658? I sigh. Wouldn't it just be easier to call it a jail?

A drunk man throws a glass beer bottle at me. I saw it arch and hit the one RPU on the shoulder and shatter. I hiss in pain as glass shards and alcohol spill on my ribboned back.