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Kazuha

"Scaramouche, look... The cell door's unlocked."

Scaramouche

"..."

"Uh..."

???

*Sob*

Scaramouche and Kazuha stared down the corridor, then back at the inmate. Scaramouche pushed the cell door slightly, which creaked loudly.

Scaramouche

"Holy shit, what happened in here?..."

Scaramouche yanked on the cord attached to the lightbulb. The brightness shocked the inmate, causing them to curl up into a ball on the floor. They were, however, already on the floor. 

There were shards of glass everywhere, and some type of turquoise liquid was trickling down the walls. 

Scaramouche

"Hey..."

He approached the individual on the ground gently, tapping on their back to check for a reaction.

???

"No more!"

Scaramouche

"What?..."

Kazuha

"N/N! It's them!"

Scaramouche

"Y/N?!"

You

"I don't want any more of it!"

Scaramouche

"Wait! Y/N, it's me! What are you talking about?!"

You

"Who?! Stop!"

Scaramouche

"But-"

You

"Get off of me!"

Scaramouche was gripping your shoulders forcefully, and you were attempting to push yourself away from him.

Kazuha

"Something is wrong."

Scaramouche

"Yeah, I really couldn't tell, Kazuha!"

Kazuha

"Scaramouche, look at their eyes. It's the same as the others."

Scaramouche

"What have they been doing to you?..."

You

"Off! Get off!"

Scaramouche

"Y/N, it's me! Calm down! It's Scaramouche!"

You

"Who?!"

Scaramouche

"What..."

"What do you mean, 'who'?"

You

"Stop it!"

Kazuha

"Memory loss?..."

Scaramouche

"No, that's impossible! Y/N wouldn't forget who I am!"

Kazuha

"Scaramouche, please keep it down, we'll-"

Scaramouche

"Y/N's been yelling their ass off, and nothing's happened! Don't tell me to keep it quiet!"

Kazuha

"..."

You

"Get off... Get off! Stop touching me!"

You began ramming your fists into Scaramouche's shoulders, but he just wouldn't let go.

Scaramouche

"Y/N, please!"

You

"It hurts! I'll do anything!"

Scaramouche

"What are you talking about?!"

Kazuha

"Scaramouche, let go, I think you're hurting-"

Scaramouche

"I'm not!"

Your eyes were racing around the room, looking at anything but Scaramouche's face.

You

"No more!..."

You were wailing and shrieking over something no one could comprehend.

Scaramouche

"Y/N!"

You

"Agh! Let go!"

Scaramouche took his hands off your shoulders and wrapped his arms around your waist. He squeezed it as hard as he could without killing you by holding back a bit. You kept throwing hands at him, leaving marks all over his back.

Scaramouche

"It's me, Y/N. I wouldn't hurt you."

.

.

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You

"... Oh..."

"Oh!"

You said, in relief, as your fists began to slow down.

Scaramouche

"It's okay... I got you."

He rubbed your back, holding you so close. You were so relieved to see him, relieved to be back in his arms. Words cannot express how much you missed his touch, how much you missed him overall. 

It was like a rush of joy running through your veins the moment you felt his flesh make contact with you. 

You were so happy.

kazuha at the cell door rn 🧍‍♂️

i love ruining the moment 😁

Scaramouche

"Okay- We have to go. You need to get up, alright, Y/N?"

You

"I can't."

Kazuha

"It's broken."

Scaramouche

"... Holy shit."

Scaramouche, looking down at your ankle, was terrified. The skin on top of your wrecked bone was bloated and a mix of blue, purple, and grey. Scaramouche examined your entire body, horrified by how far Dottore had gone this time.

You

"He- He said... He was done with torture. He said-"

Your voice began to break, and your tears continued to fall.

Scaramouche

"Yes, yes, I know, but we're leaving now. I'm getting you out of here."

"Kazuha, help me out here."

"If it hurts too much, you tell us to stop, and we'll find another way to do this, okay?"

You

"... Okay."

Kazuha

"Careful now..."

Scaramouche carried the weight of one side of your body while Kazuha carried the weight of the other. 

Kazuha

"How does it feel?"

You

"Hurts..."

Kazuha

"... I figured."

Scaramouche

"Come on. We have to get out." 

Scaramouche and Kazuha sought to run out of that jail cell with your wounded, aching arms wrapped around both of their necks.

Dottore

"You don't have to go anywhere."

Scaramouche

"...!"

Dottore

"N/N, you don't know who they are."

You

"Stop it..."

Dottore

"You know it's true."

You

"I do know who they are."

Dottore

"No, you don't."

Kazuha

"Yes, they do!"

"What have you done to them? To every other prisoner in those cells?"

Dottore

"Just something new. It didn't work out the way we expected it to, but we like it even better when it does its own thing."

Scaramouche

"It?"

Dottore

"Remember, Scaramouche? We were initially going to use you as our test subject, but N/N came along."

Scaramouche

"And out of all people, you chose Y/N?!"

Dottore

"Precisely."

You

"Scaramouche, just put me down."

Dottore

"Yes, Scaramouche, put them down."

Scaramouche

"Absolutely not."

"Y/N, I'm not putting you down."

You

"Please."

Scaramouche

"No."

You

"You don't know what he could do to you..."

Scaramouche

"Please, Y/N, I do."

"I am not letting you go. Not again."

You

"But-"

Scaramouche

"No."

Kazuha

"Were you involved in the making of this?"

Scaramouche

"What?"

Kazuha

"That."

He pointed to a slightly cracked vial on the ground that was holding the same turquoise liquid in it that you saw on the walls.

Scaramouche

"Well... I didn't know it would turn out to be this powerful of a drug. For the most part, I wasn't even here for it."

*Sigh*

"The main goal was for it to mess with the consumer's head to make them say what the fatui wanted to hear."

Dottore

"Oh, and it works lovely. It even has the most random side effects! Hey, Y/N, tell them what it does."

You

"..."

Dottore

"Awh, come on. Don't go all quiet on me now."

"Would you like me to explain instead?"

You

"..."

Dottore

"... Fucking lazy ass..."

He muttered.

Dottore

"Anyways, since N/N is a frequent user of this substance, they've had tons and tons of hallucinations, headaches, seizures, you know all that stuff."

Kazuha

"Seizures?!"

Dottore

"Oh that's not even the worst that's happened."

Scaramouche

"How is Y/N even alive right now?..."

Dottore

"By the looks of it, you both don't like how this mystery drug sounds, am I right?"

Kazuha and Scaramouche glanced at each other, both afraid to answer.

Dottore

"Exactly. So, why don't you just hand N/N over, and-"

Scaramouche

"No."

Dottore

"... Fine then."

Dottore charged toward all three of you, grabbing Kazuha's head and slamming it into the closest wall beside him. 

bro is a jumpscare 💔

Scaramouche and you both lost your balance, and Scaramouche collapsed on top of your body, worsening the pain.

Scaramouche

"Shit!"

Dottore

"Get off."

Dottore seized Scaramouche by the shoulders and flung him far back into one of the nearby unoccupied cells.

Things were going terribly.

Kazuha lay unconscious on the ground, blood dripping from his head. Scaramouche was struggling to get up from the ground, cursing and shouting your name over and over again. Dottore tightened his grasp on your destroyed ankle and began dragging your body across the ground. The rough ground scraped your flesh as he dragged you so harshly.

 You screamed ever so loudly, trying to grab onto anything to crawl your way back to Kazuha and Scaramouche.

You

"No!"

Dottore

"Yes."

"It's time to go to bed."

Dottore pulled the syringe from the ground, preparing to stab you with it to put you to sleep given that it contained yet another of those potent sedatives.

Scaramouche

"Dottore! Stop it!"

As predicted, he pretended he couldn't hear Scaramouche and lifted the syringe high in the air, ready to impale you with great force.