Baby Doll (Part 1) [ Reaper x Tortured Female Reader ]

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Blood slowly dripped down my face as my eye contact remained unwavering. The other man in the room quickly moved towards Leo while putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Staying silent, huh?" Leo twisted the knife around in his hand. He ignored the man behind him.

"Leo, stop!" The man looked concerned and slightly worried by the situation. "Our orders were clear. It isn't supposed to happen this way!"

"Kent, I know what I'm doing." Leo grumbled.

So his name is Kent. How ironic, I'd expect him to be my hero or something!

"But Reaper said-"

"I don't care what he said! This wench doesn't get to disrespect me like that without receiving some form of punishment!"

The next thing I knew my uniform's top was sliced in one fluid motion. I looked down and watched the material fall to the ground.

"Foyer, stop this now-"

Before he could even finish his sentence, Leo's fist made contact with Kent's temple. The man was out before I could even blink.

"Jesus Christ." I muttered.

"Now that he's not here to stop me anymore," Leo smirked, "we can have some fun."

"Oh, what I've always wanted!" I kept my chin held high and my spirits up.

"Let the fun begin!" Leo got closer to me.

"Okay, let it." I egged him on.

I have a plan, and I know this idiot's big ego won't let me down.

Leo began to carve.

*****

Blood was dripping from almost every surface of my body. My face, arms, legs, and torso were all littered with cuts of varying sizes and depths. I was barely holding onto consciousness.

Kent remained on the ground throughout the entirety of the torture. He finally came to after Leo had finished his job.

"Leo, what did you do!?" Kent slowly got up from the cold concrete floor. "You're gonna get us-"

The sound of the door being pounded filled the room. Before either men could say anything, the door flew open.

It was Reaper. He had been yet to see my bleeding out figure in the back of the dark room as he approached Leo and Kent.

"You got her here, unharmed. Correct?" Reaper's voice sounded like a growl.

"Yes, Sir," Kent started, "but Leo knocked me out and proceeded to-"

Reaper walked through the two men in front of him. He finally got close enough to see that I was tortured.

He froze up. I couldn't tell what he was thinking due to the mask covering his face.

Next phase of my plan. Although at this point, I won't be acting anymore.

I groaned softly. My voice croaked, as if it were hoarse.

Reaper immediately rushed up to me.

"NO NO NO NO!" His voice echoed against the walls.

He immediately removed the chains that had held me above the ground.

As I plummeted down, he caught me.

"You're okay, you're okay." He repeated in my ear as he gently brought me down to the floor.

I began to mumble inaudible words.

"You have to stay awake, [y/n]."

Why is the bad guy trying to help me out? He had me kidnapped after all!

"I can't...Reaper." My head rolled in towards his chest.

"Yes you can, baby doll." Reaper cooed in my ear.

Wait...who used to call me baby doll? And why is this guy that's supposed to be evil trying to keep me alive?

I watched as Reaper got up. His body language made it obvious that he wanted to kill the two men in front of him.

"Kent, get out of of here." Reaper's voice was eerily calm.

Kent was out the door within seconds of the command.

"Foyer," Reaper started, "I knew I could never trust you. I gave you one job to do! One job damnit!"

"Sir, I-"

"You will always let your ego get to your head. It makes you unuseful to me."

Before Leo could respond to him, Reaper snapped his neck. Leo's limp body was thrown down to the ground.

Thinking I was next, I huddled myself into a ball.

Reaper stepped in my blood as he made his way down to me.

"Baby doll, I am going to fix this, I promise."

"W-who are you?" I was holding onto consciousness by a thread.

"An old friend."

Oh my God! It can be him!?

"Ga-"

I slipped into the darkness before I could finish my thought.

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