Isolation Begin
Third person POV:
While the rest of the criminals headed to the cafeteria for lunch, (Y/n) was taken in the opposite direction towards a small cell by two guards. The cell door opened and (Y/n) was pushed inside and the cell door closed.
"Man, I'm glad your being isolated. I can't bare to look at you. You crazy freak." The guard said. His friend nodded.
"You can sat that again, though you gotta feel bad for the newbys that got stuck with watching her." The second guard said.
"You can say that again." The first guard agreed as they disappeared around the corner. (Y/n) sighed and leaned against the brick wall, looking up at the ceiling.
"Man... And I thought it was impossible to mess up in jail." (Y/n) grumbled, pouting un happily.
"Aw poppet~ Put that pout away. You look way more beautiful with a smile~" Oliver said. He was leaning on the bars beside the cell door. He had a straight jacket in his arms.
"Ollie!" (Y/n) cheered, her face lighting up. Oliver giggled and opened the cell door, walking in before closing the door.
"Sorry poppet, but I need to put the straight jacket on. I can't have my cover blown before the plan goes into play~" Oliver said, walking over to (Y/n).
"Will you tell me what the plan is?" (Y/n) asked.
"Not yet. Now! Arms is poppet!" Oliver cheered, holding the straight jacket out. (Y/n) sighed and put her arms in the sleeves. Oliver began doing all the straps up before stepping back. "There! All done! How does it feel poppet?"
"I feel trapped. And I can't stretch." (Y/n) grumbled.
"Then I did good! Well, I'll need to leave now. Allen should be here around dinner time and he'll fill you in a bit." Oliver said before re opening the cell door and closing it behind him. "Stay strong poppet. Being alone for a while is going to hard."
"I know... Tell Alfred and Mathew I say hi." (Y/n) said, leaning back against the wall. Oliver hummed.
"See you soon poppet." Oliver whispered before walking away, leaving (Y/n) in a deathly silence. (Y/n) looked up at the ceiling and moved her feet around, humming a random tune to herself.
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Three hours of silence, pacing the cell and kicking a wall finally passed. Diner was only two hours away. (Y/n) decided to try to get some sleep. She lied down on the cold ground and curled into the wall so she wouldn't be too cold. Even if it was hard to get comfortable, (Y/n) managed to fall asleep... Eventually...
...
"Ok then... Well, this might be a bit weird, but I'm the personification of the earth. And when the personifications of the countries have a war like this, especially this one this large, it hurts me a lot. I get the wounds the earth does."
...
"Hey, so what's your name?" (Y/n) asked, tilting her head to the side. The blonde grinned and washed his bloodied hands. The rest of (Y/n)'s flesh wounds had been patched up. Her limbs were sore all over and some bones were broken. The bones that were broken were also wrapped with bandages and some wood in a makeshift splint, making (Y/n) look like a zombie.
"Huh? Oh! I'm the hero! Alfred. F. Jones! Part of the American army!"
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"O-Oh! Poppet! You've returned to your normal size!"
"So I have! It feels weird being my normal size after so long..."
"Hey Oliver! Have you seen my-- HOLY F**KING S***!!! WHY IS THERE A F**KING HALF NAKED WOMAN IN OUR F**KING KITCHEN!?!"
...
(Y/n) gasped as her eyes flew open. She quickly sat up and looked around. There was a pounding in her head and her vision was blurry.
"What the absolute f**k was that?!" (Y/n) asked herself. She shook her head and sighed. "It hasn't even been a full f**king day of isolation and I'm already going f**king insane... But those flashes seemed so f**king real..." The cell door opened and Allen walked in with a tray of food. He closed the door and sat down next to (Y/n).
"Hey doll. Have a nice nap?" Allen asked. (Y/n) shrugged.
"I'm already going f**king insane man...." (Y/n) exclaimed.
"More insane then you already were? That's a f**king surprise." Allen stated. (Y/n) rolled her eyes.
"Shut the f**k up Al."
"Aw~ No need to be so mean sweetheart~ Now, say ah~" Allen cooed, holding a fork full of food up.
"No f**king way!" (Y/n) exclaimed.
"You have no arms at the moment doll." Allen reminded. (Y/n) cursed as a dark blush formed on her cheeks and ears.
"A-Ahh..." (Y/n) whispered, opening her mouth. Allen smirked and put the food in her mouth.
"Good girl~" He said, patting her head. (Y/n)'s blush darkened.
"Shut the f**k up Al." She hissed. Allen chuckled and continued to feed her.
"The plan is to break you out of here." Allen said quietly. "Say ahh~" Allen said louder. (Y/n) did as she was told, understanding what Allen was getting at.
"Ahh."
"A week today we will break you out." Allen began again, shoving more food into (Y/n)'s mouth. "Alfred and Mathew will be proven innocent in two days and then they'll also be helping to take care of you." A guard began walking towards the cell to check up on his.
"Sorry doll. This might hurt." Allen mumbled, setting the tray down. Once the guard got in sight, Allen glared at (Y/n) and slapped her.
"You stupid piece of sh*t! How dare you talk back to me like that!" Allen yelled. The guard nodded and walked in the opposite direction. Tears welled up in (Y/n)'s eyes as Allen cursed under his breath.
"I'm so f**king sorry doll. But it needs to look like none of us actually like you." Allen whispered, gently rubbing the cheek he slapped to sooth the pain. "We don't mean any of it. I promise. We will always protect you."
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"Shhh... It's ok doll. You'll never go back to that f**king place. Oliver, Matt, Francois and I will protect you."
"P-Promise?"
"I promise doll."
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Allen wiped her tears away and quietly shushed her.
"I understand... But you didn't have to hit me that f**king hard!" (Y/n) complained. Allen chuckled and nodded.
"Alright doll. I won't hit you that hard next time... Although, hopefully there wont be a f**king next time." Allen said. (Y/n) hummed before looking at the food.
"Can I eat the rest now? You'll have to leave soon and I can't eat it without my hands."
"Sure doll. Sure."
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