
꒱꒱・matt
“what’s that awful crying noise?!” the red leader yelled from across the dining hall. soldiers and beautiful woman lined the tables across the room, frowning at the sobs that echoed through the room. matt stood up. “sir! i’ll go look!” he said, rushing off as tord more or less shoo’d him away.
the redhead roamed the halls of the fortress built in the center of the city. he twisted and turned in body, mesmerized by all of the paintings and portraits. one final scream came from a dark room at the end of the hall. it was barricaded with chains and boards. then, a loud bang came from the door, another scream as well.
“20 YEARS, RED LEADER!” a woman yelled. matt trembled a bit. she seemed quite strong, seeing as how she had just hit a door that hard. the ginger slowly approached the door and started to untangle the chains. a gasp was heard from inside, and then sobs of joy.
“are you here to save me?!” the woman said. matt hummed a small ‘mhm.’ then he opened the door. what he found horrified him.
matt’s eyes started to sting with tears. it was y/n. her eyes were pure white, tears floating upwards. the soft sobs coming from matt’s dear friend in the dark room yearned matt to save her. the soldier covered his mouth, sinking to the floor as y/n weakly walked over to him.
“who.. did this to you?” he asked. y/n said she couldn’t say. it was a secret. her watercolor eyes gave it all away. although she didn’t have pupils, she said her vision was excellent. the experiments that the red leader had performed on her worked like a charm. she could now see colors no human would ever see in their lifetime. wait.. the red leader?
matt’s glossy eyes shoot to y/n. she was held at her hand, dragged back to the dining hall. tord sat laughing in his huge chair, everyone around him being drunk, eating delicious meals, and having a great time. matt snuck behind tord, and pulled a backup pistol from his pocket.
everyone screamed and yelled as matt wrapped a strong arm around tord’s neck as he coughed and begged for air. tord let out a yell when he felt the tip of a gun touch his jugular.
matt grabbed y/n’s arm. she had started crying, so everyone’s eyes fixated on the tears that floated upwards on y/n’s face. the ginger’s face poured with nervous sweat. edd, still being held in his cell, could hear everything that was going on in the dining hall. matt screamed.
“WHO DID THIS.. TO Y/N?!” and he raised y/n’s malnourished arm.
edd’s eyes drew away from the broken chains on his hands he had been struggling to get off of his hands for the past day or so. tears rolled down his cheeks. he screamed the name of his lost friend.
“Y/N?!