《| Can't escape the nightmares~| !!YANDERE Nightmare sans x female reader~❤!!》Chapter 2 Cell
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Third person pov
"!?Wait what¡¿" yelled (Y/N), seemingly suprised. The human girl widened her eyes as she glared at the monster, who was holding her.
"" replied the king of darkness also called E in a flirty voice. He raised an eyebrow when the girl suddenly arose her voice,"I WILL NEVER BE YOUR PET YOU DISGUSTING SQUID", the king wasn't pleased with that noisy brat-like behaviour and raised his hand, near the humans face.
""The skeletons voice boomed through the dark halls of the castles west wing. Nightmare's henchmen shuddered under the loud volume and sudden temper of their king. It was so impulsive, that even the ground started to shake a little. glared at the little female. She was a gnome compared to him. (Y/N) was almost only half the size of him. He was massive and that is another aspect, that frightend (Y/N). He could kill her any second, so she had to play along.
(Y/N) had to admit, that she never imagined the king of darkness to be looking like that. He looked terrifying, as if he could take over the world and any other universes.
(Y/N) balled her eyes out. Why were nobody helping her? Why were Ink giving her a mission that dangerous? Why wasn't she prepared properly? All of these questions flew around her mind. It made her upset, that they had left her and her friend to die and rot allone. She knew that she had to obey and play along, to stay alive. Then another thought went through her mind. Where was her sword?
She took a quick glance to the other end of the hall, where they came from. There it was laying on the cold black marble floor. She got sad and furious. It was broken in half. Were they giving her damaged weapons? She looked back at the evil king, acknowledging that she was defeated and couldn't even stand a chance against them alone. The female slowly lowered her head and nodded while her heart ached..
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The king watched her very move and was fascinated by her actions. He loved dominance after all. He craved for power and order and he would do anything to get it. Nightmare leaned closer to the female and placed a finger under her chin. Inspecting her pretty face. He had to admit, she was something special. Something he would love to crush. (Y/N) stoped the flowing river in her face and starred back with curiosity. 'Why is he starring at me like that?' Was she thinking. She looked him into his sharp cat like shaped irises and wondered, how it is possible for a skeleton to have such eyes.
"N TakRoOM"said the glitching skeleton named Error annoyed. (Y/N) immediately brushed her face to the side, not wanting to deal with this. doesn't like being interrupted, he growled as he looked Error dead in the eyes then said:"".The king let out a long sigh as he turned serious again : ""asked annoyed. "S , I i ." answered Error, which a slight bow afterwards. (Y/N) gave both of them a curious expression, like 'What kind of mission?'. But no eye contact was made.
". " said glaring at his every henchmen
Theynoded and went off to do other things they were meant to do or so. Error went up to Blueberry and scooped him from the ground, before teleproting away. Dust bowed to Nightmare and got to (Y/N), which was released by the king and grabed her. He gave her a twisted psychotic smile. She watched him in disgust and waited to get something like an order or something. But to her suprise he threw her over his shoulder and started walking down another hallway, leaving Nightmare alone in the room. She wasn't pleased, with this non gentle behavior.
Nightmare didn't like what he saw... he watched them walk down the hall, till they were out of sight... his face turned into a big frown. Did he just touch his prey? Oh he will pay for that...
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H
e knew something would happen... He just needed to paitend..
Nightmare scoffed and walked in the opposite direction.
×××Your pov×××
It was getting darker and darker, the more we walked. Candles helped us to see the location. I wanted to get off his shoulder as soon as possible. His bones were sharp and hurt my gut. The skeleton carrying me was out of his mind. Sometimes he would randomly start laughing. Even though I said nothing. He's crazy and fits in here perfectly.
The hallway seemed to never end, it was as if we were going through a loop.
Eventually we came to a halt. The smelly skeleton placed his free hand into his pocket and soon it started to rustle. He pulled out a rusty key, with which he opened the large metal door. The door itself was thick. At least 8 cm thick. The door opened with an ear piercing squeaking sound.
I was pushed inside, when I fell onto the floor. The cell had only one grey bed , a dark brown oark table with two chairs and a few Candles.
"Where am I?" I asked. "Oh you don't need to know that princess~" the crazy skeleton answered and gave me a little wink. 'Why is he doing that?'I thought as he slowly came closer and closer. I backed up, like any other would do. He seemed like a predator, ready to hunt their prey down...
He starded licking his mouth, as if he was hungry.
I backed up, until I felt my back arch up the cold stone wall.
He came so close, that only inches parted our faces. I could feel his stinky breath my neck. "Get away from me" I warned as a placed both my hands beside my body. Suddenly I felt a sticky wet disgusting tongue on my neck, which traced upwards to my earlobe. I was disgusted. I wanted him OFF OF ME. My breathing started to quicken as sweat rolled down my face. A sudden slap sound made me jump. He placed his palm against my head, to pin me against the wall.
What should I do?
*Slap him
*Let him do what he wants
or
*Scream for help
(A/N)
You can vote for what will happen next in the comments.
I painted this as well.
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