《Scrapped Metal {Karl Heisenberg X Reader}》Some Alone Time
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Working in the forge you where tearing apart old gun parts of weapons, looking for parts that'll make your gun more efficient.
Your thoughts where still on the events of this morning. Instead of waking up in the forge you where instead in your bed, the smell of breakfast filled the air as you say up. Something was wrong: Karl was getting ready to leave without you.
You asked him what was going on, he was surprised that you where awake and told you that he was just summoned to another family meeting. He explained that he wasn't going to leave you with nothing so he cooked you up some breakfast and placed it on the desk with a note explaining his absence.
Karl kneeled down to you and kissed you on the forehead, saying he wouldn't be long and left the room. He also mentioned that he found some old pistols and parts of guns you could use for your pistol, even letting you know that your gun and parts are waiting for you in the forge and you can go there anytime you like while he's gone.
You ate breakfast and started your work in the forge, you have to say that you thought he found you a couple of parts. No, he found you piles of parts. An entire table full of parts.
So here you are, tearing apart guns and looking for good parts for your own. In the end you had small piles consisting of different parts and all in a clean looking way. By this point you're just comparing parts, putting them on, testing them and evaluating if you like that part or not.
You did this a few times to weed out all the useless and slow parts, leaving you with a small pile of useful parts. Continuing the process again and again until you where lest with the most effective parts, then adding them to the pistol and removing the old parts.
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Now looking at your gun it was absolutely stunning but it was missing something important, a design. So you grabbed a chisel and hammer from one of the cupboards, putting the pistol into a vice as you freehanded a cog design onto the sides of the pistol, trying to make them look as symmetrical as possible.
Looking at your now finished creation you felt so satisfied with how it turned out: A copper stained gun with a steel bullet chamber, trigger and details. The cog pattern on the butt of the gun was steel as well. The handle had two mahogany pieces that fitted perfectly to the shape of the handle, screwed in and sanded down to fit comfortably in your hand. Absolutely beautiful sight to see and most of the work was your doing.
Looking around the room you found a leather gun holster untouched in the corner of the room, you tried it out and it fit! Taking the holster you put it on, it's one of those holsters that's more of a belt and the holster part wraps around your leg. It didn't bother you, actually you thought it was cool but you wished you had some bullets so you could actually shoot things.
It does really matter now you think about it, there's nothing here that could hurt you.
Well there is but I don't think Karl would let that happened, before when you two discussed the nature of this powers he explained that he can actually control metal due to electronic signals his body gives off. He could also communicate through TVs or electronic devices that have speakers, his creations have headsets on that allows him to control them at will.
Walking back to the bedroom area you thought back to his offer to live with him, to stay here in this village with him. It was extremely nice to know someone cared for you and you'd have a place to live, something that you never visioned for yourself but it was cool.
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Thinking more about the question your mind started to form an answer but you shook it off, you didn't want to give an answers before the week's over.
Getting back into the room you layed down on the old sofa and sighed, you thought about the events of this week. Only just a few days ago you where in Transylvania reading about this place and finding out there's a coach that took you here. At the café you where in someone must've recognised you from the missing reports on the news because the cops showed up. You had to sneak out the back, remembering you still had the newspaper in hand you headed to where the coaches would likely be and payed to get on.
The memory of the thrill also made you feel depressed because you'd always run if you chose to leave this place, the one place in the world you felt say in. Which is ironic that the place you feel more at home is crawling with creatures that would kill you on sight, with the only man that has ever made you feel cared for.
Are you... Do you have feelings for Karl? Well you know you've only known him a few days but movies told you that when you know, you know. Yes he's called you really sweet things and actually got to spend time with you doing things, like the skipping rope; that's usually for kids but when you offered to try it out he did so. That was actually really funny, especially when he was jumping with the rope because you've never seen a guy dressed how he dresses playing jump rope.
Honestly that's one of the 7 wonders of the world.
You where slowly dozing off until you heard a massive bang from above, it sounded like it was coming from the ground floor of the facility.
Getting up off the couch you decided to go investigate, pulling out your gun from it's holster. You know there's no bullets in there but it didn't matter, it was made of metal it would definitely be good at clobbering things to death.
Wondering through the different halls and rooms you found yourself at the wall of Heisenberg's creations that are sleeping in the compartments, looking at them again you noticed something that you didn't notice before. It was their faces, they looked more human than Lycan. Way more human.
Gasping you stepped away, clutching your mouth. He lied to you. He said he's never hurt a human, not a single one. Mentally scolding yourself, you should've known he lied but more for your benefit then to hurt you.
What are you going to do now?
You're going to confront him.
Leaving the hallway you assented to the higher levels of the factory, going through rooms that where extremely different to the ones your used to. Finally you found yourself, after about an hour, in a room with a massive propeller and a trap door on the ceiling. Looking around a room you found a ladder tall enough to get to the trap door.
Climbing the ladder and not trying to look down, you got to the top and opened it. Climbing out to find yourself in a familiar room. This was the room you found Karl in yesterday with the corkboard on the wall.
Looking around the entire ground floor you couldn't find Karl anywhere so you decided to head back but through the usual way, the metal crane like contraption. Going into the room it looks as though someone's already used it to go down below, which means he must be down there looking for you.
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