Handsome Jack x Child Reader

Chapter 2 Unexpected Kindness

Shota

"Morning cupcake~", something whispers, probably one of the guards messing with me cos their bored.

"Kid! Wake up!", an annoying voice screams into my ear.

"Go eat a cactus and die. I'm sleeping and I don't have time to amuse you. You pathetic excuse for a human.", I whisper the last part to myself hoping he didn't hear that

"Now listen here kid. I'm goddamn handsome jack, sexiest beast in the world. And I'm a damn badass who ruled hyperion and yadayada. Now where is rhysie?", the guard try to annoyingly replicate handsome jack.

"Good impression of handsome jack your getting better at it but he sounds more like this, 'Hahaha Pandora go suck it while I watch you burn from hyperion'. ", I try replicating his voice best I can.

"Touche. "

"What are you blabbering about?", the guard's voice suddenly speaks as if confused.

I open my eyes turn around and there. My eyes widen in shock and disbelief, I really thought it wasn't possible, how could he? Honestly I was speechless that I couldn't even articulate words.

The handsome jack was really standing before me as a hologram, I'm not a fan or idolize him but I really didn't believe that it was possible for him to be slowly brought back to life. I can't, no I won't let them know of this!

Think dammit, ok so they're going to try ask questions or use ways of getting me to talk about any new symptoms occurring, I'm going to have to act normal for now on and watch myself.

"What the fuck are you on about?!", he stood tall making me feel smaller than I was.

I never said that out loud. I'm pretty sure I didn't say that out load.

"are you ok because we have to escort you to the medical room if there is", the guard spoke turning towards me and handsome jack walking towards him, fazing through the cell to little to no effort.

"no its nothing just a nightmare", I said with a fake smile dancing on my lips.

The guard turned away not questioning it any further. Now that I'm awake I looked at my body. It was bruised and burnt, ugly with scars littering them. I don't give a damn, these are battle wounds that have stories I won't ever forget.

Hologram handsome jack started to walk back towards me with a puzzled look.

"what's a kid like you doing in this jail cell?", he spoke in concern (as if he could feel such emotions)

If I speak then they'll realize something is wrong so I have to keep it on the low. I quickly swiped a piece of rock which lay near my feet. I wrote on the ground, 'if I speak then I'll get beat so stop'.

"cupcake?  What are you talking about?!", he crossed his arms angrily.

Here they come, footsteps echoed along the corridor. My face changed instantly to fear and Jack saw it.

"Hey.. What's with that look?", I ignored his question and turned around away.

I closed my eyes pretending to be asleep, just the usual routine until further notice.

The noise of my creaky cell being opened made me shiver. For the first time in a while I'm afraid, scared to the core. Maybe it's the fact that Jack is a God to these people. Maybe that alone is something to be afraid of.

"Relax, your taking a break today. I'm just going to talk to you.", it sounded like Vasquez. The tensed muscles of mine relaxed.

A sigh of relief washed over me, I wasn't sure if my body could take anymore today.

Relaxed but skeptical, I rose to my feet ready to be taken wherever this bastard wanted me to follow.

The bright, blue hologram of Jack floated over to Vasquez. I couldn't read what he was thinking.

"This guy looks familiar", he said stroking his chin.

Vasquez motioned for me to follow. Compared to me, he looked like a tall giant.

We walked in silence down the many white hallways of this place, with me following behind. He came to a sudden abrupt stop which made me bump into him.

Without looking me in the eyes, he slid his huge hand in my small one so we were holding hands. It was like a dad and their child, only I had no dad.

Jack walked beside us, examing Vasquez from top to bottom over and over, scanning through his soul with those eyes, those evil eyes.

Holding hands felt strange. It wasn't the type of warmth I was used to before, well I'm not used to any love or affection. I kinda liked it.

I felt the sides of my lips crinkle upwards into a smile as I squeezed his huge hand with my small one.

We made it infront of a expensive looking door. What is this?

He released his grip from my hand and I reluctantly let my arm hang by my side, already missing the warmth.

The blue figure of handsome jack faded in a blurr. I guess he's gone for now.

He grabbed a set of keys from his pocket and unlocked the purple door.

As soon as I entered I heard the door shut and a key turning. In a panic, I quickly turned my body to the door.

Suprisingly Vasquez was here just locking it from the inside.

"I said it was going to be a relaxed day didn't I?", I nodded my head calming my nerves.

The room consisted of bookcases and a huge desk in the middle with a leather chair behind it. What looked to be where visitors sat, was a wooden chair which looked uncomfortable.

Slowly, I walked over to the chair and sat in it.

It's definitely uncomfortable but it was better than the concrete floor I slept on. I watched my feet dangle high off the ground trying to entertain myself.

Without any warning, I felt a pair of arms lift me up by my hip. I dangled in the air for a moment until being placed on the person's lap.

It was Vasquez, I could tell from his purple suit and black showy shoes.

Why was he being so nice to me all of a sudden? He treated me as if I were his kid.

Gently, he placed my body in a position so that I was laying on his chest. I felt his chest rise and deflate. His heartbeat was a relaxing tune dispute his evil demeanor.

"Kid, you must be wondering why your here, huh?", I noded my head staring at the ceiling.

"Everyone's gone to Pandora to go and pay their tributes to Handsome Jack, it'll be a week. Your probably fed up of hearing about him, especially since he's the one causing you all this pain but I offered to stay behind to look after you.", he carefully used one hand to brush the knots out of my light, blonde hair.

It felt like a relaxing massage so I dozed off, letting down any walls I kept up. Was he really how I thought he was?

For the next four days it was pretty relaxed with Vasquez. Handsome Jack would appear studying him as if something was familiar or off. He hasn't speaker to me since the first time in my cell.

I sat in the comfy desk chair in Vasquez office, just awaiting for him to come back.

He came back but something was strange about him. Something felt off.