#PinballFanfiction

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Yantober | Day 2 - Kidnapping

Bksor / Black Knight

*Male pairing

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"OI, Crusader! Wake Up!"

"Lug that brick to his helm' that'll get 'im."

"Oh, that's some thinking."

A hard chipped away brick almost dislocated your jaw, reeling from the sudden shock and pain your heavy breathing was mixed in with sudden frantic movements. There was blood dripping down the sides of your arms, the rustic grating of the chains made your head spin.

"I said lug it you skinny sac not throw it so 'is head comes clean off!"

"Well you should've done it yourself ya loon!"

Lifting your battered helmet up the arguing seemed to have come from the undead skeletons. Defying everything you knew about anatomy there was a fat one wearing a Viking helmet hauling around a huge mace. The whirling of the weapon was practically visible as it soon launched the weapon at the smaller skeleton shattering him instantly.

"I'll show the end of these spikes ye' rattling stick!"

Squinting your eyes, ignoring the throbbing pain in your head you made out the two undead soldiers going back and forth bickering at each other. Each bone clattered as the skinnier one reconnected itself as if it didn't explode into pieces. Not long, a stabbing pain caused your gaze to falter and look back down on the ground. It was clear the battle that was bestowed upon you ended in complete failure.

Humiliated, trapped, and chained.

Fighting tooth and nail on the battlefield, sacrificing your own blood for the power of the sun's resurrection. Yet alas you stumbled upon the same fate as all the other nameless crusaders lost to time. Death would have been a better outcome, yet knowing the Black Knight there would be a slow torturous process before getting fed to one of his pets.

Fate was already written in stone before you even walked up the crumbling hill to take on the undead army alone. The clicking of heavy boots was unrecognizable to the cloudy ringing in your ears. You didn't realize that the skeletons had ceased there pointless arguing, stood firm while they kept quite the distance away.

"Eyes up here Crusader." The words where smooth yet gruff. The air felt suffocating now, a heavy burning in your chest caused you to reel back. Taking in gasps of air, the pain became more severe like a wildfire spreading throughout a dead forest. "Much better."

The Black Knight stood tall, minor flames flickered throughout the holes of his armor. Many had called him a walking corpse which was justified by the army he led. Blows of his fiery mace that cracked through even the toughest of welded armor, A never-ending army that only grows with the countless lives perished, and his pets. Freaks of nature that have slayed innocent lives out of sheer enjoyment. Eventually the burning pain in your chest died down to a mere dull ache, eyes widening knowing the disgrace you bestowed upon the small hometown you resided in.

"A pitiful attempt. Not even slaying my first well rounded pet." Now he was just mocking you. Attempting to bite back a response no noise left your mouth. Your throat felt as it were ash, yet blood seemed to be continuously forming along your gritted teeth. A small blinding light was forced into your chest and all the never-ending pain seemed to have vanished. Your vision now visible, taking in steady breaths instead of the harsh jagged ones, it felt like you were resurrected again.

"You... intrigue me to say the least. The cries of pain amuse me like no one has ever before." He let out a hearty maniacal laugh which reverberated through his helmet, "We're going to do this dance again and again until I grow weary of it. Every time you fall, snap, break, you will fall right back here."

Through the rusted iron bars, the Black Knight threw a heavy sword at your feet, "Enlighten me Crusader. Free yourself to face me again, or rot in here like the rest of the nameless lot. With each blow I'll lavish draining the blood from your body." The Black Knight turned; the suffocating air seemed to lighten up with each distant step he took.