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You wake up with a jolt. You’re back and head hurts like crazy and somehow your strangled in your own bed sheds? You start untangling yourself and starts standing up.
~Time skip~
You start making your way home from the grocery store. It’s a cold autumn evening. The streetlights are coloring the environment a dark orange.
Your head and back still hurts a little but it is nothing you can’t handle. The guys in that gang really knew how to fight with bare hands. But even so they didn’t stand a chance.
You come out on the alley way where a lot of ambush is going on from gang to gang. Lucky for you, you had a nice shot gun strapped to your leg under you long jacket.
A scream is heard.
A loud sound that can be heard easily through the quiet night.
You start running towards the noise. A normal human would turn tail and run. But you were a little bit crazy and if you could help someone from being coldly murdered then so be it!
You hear the scream die down and when you come to a nearby alley. You lay your body against the wall and slowly turning your head towards the scene.
Everything turns black on you for a second, until you can see what’s going on.
A monster? Skeleton is strangling a woman and there is blood everywhere. Fuck how… nasty?
Soon the skeleton turns his head? Skull and starts staring at you with a red, blue eye, that’s glowing purple? He must have excellent hearing.
You take a step towards the Skelle and he starts looking intimidated
” Don’t move”
he is talking without lips?
Does he mean you or the woman he is killing or killed?
You see how the lady is life less.
So, she is dead.
Huh…
He means you then.
You let your hand fall to your gun on your left leg. He doesn’t notes. Good.
You hear a snapping sound. You instantly look to the lady’s neck. He snapped her neck right of. How strong is this guy?
He let’s go of the women’s dead body. It falls to the ground with a loud *dump* and you can see the marks of fingers over her pale skin.
You quickly look back to the skeleton. He’s eyes are wide open and he has a sadistic grin on he’s teeth. Great… He won’t be an easy kill, you think.
“Hi there, little bird~”
He’s voice is dark and very low. It sends a shiver down your spine and you feel how your animal instincts starts screaming for you to run. But you don’t.
He turns he’s body so he stands towards you. You easily tower over the shorter skeleton monster. But something feels of, as you straiten yourself to look more intimidating.
“What is a young lady like yourself doing here? Hmm~?”
He starts dragging he’s hand over he’s blue hoody to take away the blood from the lady that’s stuck to he’s hands.
Your face fall to an emotionless poker face. Making him frown in disbelief of how you cannot react with any emotion in this situation.
“Well I was trying to save that lady over there” you point towards the now dead lady on the ground. “But it looks like I was a little too late” your tone was sarcastic so you end up chuckling at your own remark.
It seems as you have cut him off guard, just how you had planned. You fast as hell snatch the gun out of its holder, on your left leg and pointing it right at him dead silent.
As fast as you pointed the gun towards him, you fired at his skull.
Not a second later you felt a hand of bones grab your other arm. You immediately punch your elbow into his ribs.
He falters his grip on your arm and you turn 180° and punch his cheek bone. You see how your hand gets bloody by the hard impact. But thanks to your adrenalin kick you don’t feel any pain.
He steps back and has he’s head towards the ground under the time he’s looking at you. He raises up his hand and relocate his jaw.
You are now happy that you’re in the mafia, this guy could have kill you easily if you didn’t know how to fight.
You hear him chuckle, you raise an eyebrow in response.
“ So the little bird can fight, eyy?!”
He’s voice is telling that he’s pissed. He, He, He. Great, you needed a good fight.
“Well this “little bird” is in the mafia and knows more about fighting then you ever will”
You give him a smirk, he is done for.
You run towards him, gun in hand. He raises he’s hand up towards you and with a loud *thud* your soul is out of your chest. Son of a
“Put me dow...!”
He slams you into the alley wall and you feel how hard the impact is. Your ribs must be broken. He presses you harder into the wall. Making the stone wall crumble under your body.
“ So you’re in the mafia?”
He lingers closer towards you. When he’s a meter from you he stops, still having his hand up and a sadistic smile splattered on he’s teeth.
“You better tell me witch family you belong to, or I will have no use of you.”
He’s closer now even more than before. You can feel his breath on you face and you mind is burning with pain.
Dame it!
You spit on he’s face, but he doesn’t move, he just keeps smiling that shit eating grin.
Fuck him and all his fucking stubborn magic!
You slowly open your mouth to speak.
“Wh…what… would a monster… need… to know… that?”
You take large gulps of air between words.
Dame it why is it so hard to speak?!
He laughs and shakes he’s head in respond. He takes he’s hand and strangling you after he laughs.
“Now, now little bird, don’t be stupid” He slowly move his skull to beside your ear. “Or I WILL HAVE A MAD TIME KILLING YOU“
Your eyes wide by his words, something you hadn’t feel in a long time. FEAR. You were afraid of this man in front of you.
He was now choking you and you could feel the bruises being made by his bone hands. You try dragging your hand to grip his arm that’s shocking you.
The gravity magic makes it harder to move but after a couple of seconds your hand grips hard on his arm. Your nails digging into the fabric of his hoody.
When you can feel, your nails tapping on his bones you drag them towards you, making the fabric of the hoody rip into shreds. Your nails are dipped in magic rejection liquid, which makes magic outside of the body of any kind, disappear for minutes.
His eye stops glowing purple after a few seconds. His magic disappearing from around your body. He seems surprised at the change of play, as you now rip his arm from your trout. You use your body weight to make him lose balance and fall, back first on the ground with you on top of him.
Before he can say anything, you punch him again on his cheek bone and another one on the underside of his chin. Having your legs to hold down his arms and hands.
He keeps that smile after every punch and after a few more hard punches he blacks out. You wait to make sure his out and you climb carefully of him. Shaken after the emotion of fear and adrenalin.
“What a cocky, IDIOT”
You say wean picking him up on your back. You guess he could become a great asset to the family if trained right.
You feel how your body refuse to move by your injuries so you take a monster candy to heal you for now.
You then start picking up your groceries from earlier, while having the skeleton man on your back. You then rush towards your apartment to make sure no one sees you.
You guess this day was forming into something interesting, wean you open your door to the apartment.
You let the skeleton glide of your back and fall on the hard-wooden floor. You glance at his form, still out cold.
You take of your bloody shoes and coat. You’ll have to wash them later. You quickly put your groceries to the side and take out some magic restraints ropes to tie the skeleton with from the wardrobe.
You take of his hoody and shoes from his limp body, thinking you could wash them too. He had a tank top under the hood and a pair of training short covering to his knees.
You dig your hands under his tank top and look for any kind of weapons. You look him over after injuries as well but he looks fine, besides your own punch marks.
You tie his arms behind his back and decide to take up his tank top to set the arms together into his spine. Preventing him to move or use any magic, seeing how he use it the last time.
You also tie his feet together to make him unable to go anywhere. You then take a piece of cloth to blind him with as well.
After that was done, you carry him to the living room, planting him on the couch in the middle of the room against the wall.
He looks really worn out.
He must have come to stealing or something like that to stay alive.
You turn around towards the hall again to take your grocery’s.
Skeletons POV:
He feels how he is lying against something plushy, he starts opening his eye sockets to try seeing his whereabouts, but something is blocking the way.
He tries raising his arm to take the thing away but a jolt of pain from the spine shots into his body. Someone has tied his arms to his spine, which makes it imposable to move without breaking.
He decides to use his magic to see through the cloth over his eye sockets.
It barely works, he feels the rope tied to his spin, arms and feet, draining his abilities by the second.
He looks around with only his eyes, sense not knowing who may be having him tied up.
On the left of him is a wall with a large window decorated with flowers and a mini fountain? The room is pretty big, consider it having a couch (that his on) a flat TV that is into the wall ifront of him.
On the left side of the TV is a door to a balcony it seems and in the corner beside the window and the door is an armchair.
Also, a dinner table with six chairs at the right of the TV.
He then looks a little more to the right and in the corner of his eye can he see a opening in the wall. It looks like its leading to the kitchen and something or someone moving in there. It´s the last thing he sees before blacking out again from magical lost.
Y/N POV:
You turn around uncaringly for the man, to starts putting your groceries into the fridge.
You put them on the kitchen stand and start looking if every thing made it. Only some fruit was smash wean the bag hit the ground and that’s a relief.
You take up your cooking book and look up a good recipe for some chicken casserole.
You take out the ingredients necessary from the bag and put the rest in the fridge. You then take some magic powder from the pantry. (that your family member gave to you so it made the food healing for your injuries) and then you started.
~Time skip~.
After a hard tow hours you hade a healing master peace in front of you.
You took a teaspoon from the drawer and used it to taste the casserole.
O my. This is to good!
You slowly feel how your ribs start healing and your other injuries fade with it.
You open the drawer and took out tow plates. You put them on the kitchen stand and took a lager soupspoon to serve the food on the plates.
You added some salt and then you were done.
You then turn your head towards the couch where the skeleton was. He’s head was now turn in your direction. Looks like he’s awake and in perfect timing to.
You take the tow plates and head out towards the living room. You put the plates on the table to your right and then go back to the kitchen to get tow glass of water and some cutlery.
You walk back to the table, feeling his eyes on your form the hole time. You turn to fixing the table for now.
When your done doing that, you turn towards him. You guess now’s the time.
“Let’s talk”