𝕮𝖍𝖔𝖔𝖘𝖊 𝖄𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖕𝖆𝖙𝖍 | Shingeki No Kyojin

Five

Narrator's POV

Then lights went out,
y/n let her self be taken and knockout,

∆∆Flashback∆∆

I thirteen year old girl was heading outside of their house, to go to the backyard, then someone knock her out, her vision went black,

She felt uncomfortable, she was breathing heavily, she was shacking, she can feel her tears leak out of her eye only to be sucked by a cloth that was tied to her eyes, her jaws hurt as the cloth was too big to be forced out by her tongue, she was getting cold, she was afraid, her hands and feet hurts as she feel a rough rope was tied, she can feel she was sweating but only her arms and feet, no...... It was not sweat, its blood, the kidnappers tied her roughly as blood was drawn from her wrist and feet,

*Clink!! Creak!!*

Y/n frozen, as she heard the sound,

'they're here'

Y/n thought, as she prevent her self from shaking and crying, but failed as tears fell down and her body shaking madly,

*Ahhguu!!*

Y/n screamed through her gag as she was punched in the stomach, making her fly away with the chair,

When she hits the ground, the chair broke, making the fall more painful,

*Huaghaa*

Y/n tried to breathe as she tried to recover from the fall,

The fall made her hands dislocated her wrist,

*Clip clomp clip clomp*

The man walk towards y/n's weak body,

*Aahhrrgg*

Y/n screamed in pain as she was dragged by the hair, then she was thrown to where the broken chair was,

*Crunch crack*

The wooden chair made a cracking sound as the man thrown y/n,

Now that was a mistake, as y/n was thrown, she figured out that the rope was loose, because of the impact or her dislocated wrist,

Adrenaline rush through her, she silently grab a part of the broken chair, as the man neared, and grabbed y/n's hair,

As the man pulled y/n up by the hair, y/n stabbed the man to the neck with the wood,

*Wwrrch*

The sound of flesh being taken apart,

The man immediately let go of her and held his neck, blood covered the floor red, as y/n's clothes covered with the mans blood,

Y/n felt nothing, its not the first time she killed, she doesn't even care if she killed,

Y/n sit up and untied her feet, red marks and blood flows from the wound,

Y/n stand up, as she stand up, her other leg gave out, she didn't mind it, she didn't even feel pain, she just feel the other feet gave out and she continued to walk towards the only door of the room, dragging her other feet,