Chains (Servant Nagito X Reader)

Part 1:Chapter 1: Origin

"You're not fooling me that easy! You're clearly a spy! I can see your earpiece that you're using to report everything to whoever you work for!"

"An earpiece? Oh no, this is not an earpiece. Want to hear?"

I take one off and gesture for her to take one. Gingerly she moves and plugs it into her ear and raises an eyebrow.

"You're listening to music at a time like this? You're bonkers!"

"Hey, Kotoko!" A red haired boy calls out, his eyebrows getting stiff when he spots me.

"The Monokumas would never hurt me!" I said, trying to conceal the scar on my arm by folding my arms behind my back.

"After all, I am a relative of their creator!"

"What- what do you mean?"

"I am my dear late Junko's...younger sister!"
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"You're her younger sister?" A blue haired child around the same age as the other children questions me. All of us are sitting around a round wooden table. The children all have pink colored milkshakes in front of them. I have been served one as well, but I'm not stupid enough to drink it.

"We were very close with Big sis Junko," he said, his eyebrows furrowed and dubious. "she only had a twin sister called Mukuro Ikasaba who gave up her life for her sister's killing game. Every family of hers is dead. Except for us, of course. We're her only family."

"That's not true." I say patiently, digging around for the phone in my pocket. There was no internet here but I'd manage.
I flickered the screen on and showed them all the pictures of Junko Enoshima and myself. It was not difficult fot the Foundation to produce these pictures effortlessly using technology; going as far as to provide infant pictures.

"This...can't be true," Kotoko stammered. "Ph-Photoshop! This is photoshop! Big sis Junko would have-!"

"Monaca doesn't think these are photoshopped," Another child says, smiling gleefully. "Monaca knows when she sees a fake photo! Big sis Junko really did have a sister then!"

"But she looks nothing like her!" Jataro hissed through his mask, his annoying voice making a vein twitch in my temple.

"Mukuro didn't look anything like her either!" Monaca remarked, clapping her hands. "I'm sure if we decked her up in Junko Enoshima cosplay, we wouldn't be able to tell them apart!"

"M-Maybe you're right," Nagisa says nervously. "B-But I still don't trust-"

"Make Big sis Y/N feel welcome!" Monaca said, jovially being pushed away by Monaca on her wheelchair. After the girls were out of sight, Nagisa walked over to me and spoke in a snarling, contemptible voice.

"Look...I don't know what your true motive is. But if you do anything to jeopardize our Paradise or our game...I will obliterate you."

What an enormous word, from a mouth as tiny. War makes monsters out of everybody, even children.

"Sounds fun," I say, keeping eye contact. "Don't worry. I won't be meddling with your Paradise."
For now. Because the first matter at hand is to-

"Capture Subject 11A56. One of the devout followers of Junko Enoshima, Ultimate High school Level Despair.

Current Location: Towa City.
Current age: 22.
Height: 5'11
Weight: 145lbs
Studied in Hope's Peak academy for a year. Any known Family: None. Must be captured alive. You shall be escorted there by Byakuya's squad. I have already mentioned the second part of the mission in your file. Any questions?