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I'm late- I know

Purge AU?

As you ran down the deserted streets, knife in hand, and running away from a male, you suddenly felt a sharp pain in your thigh, causing you to fall. "Dammit!" You shouted as you quickly got up. The male had caught up a bit, and you had to move fast, otherwise you would die. You limp-ran, holding your thigh. You could tolerate the pain, since you have experienced this many times before. You continued running until you heard a gunshot. You felt a warm liquid trickle down your chest, and blood started rising in your throat. You coughed violently, falling to your knees, one hand on the ground, the other covering your mouth. Everything was blurry. "F-fuck.. Is this how I'm really going to... die?" You asked yourself, when you heard another gunshot. 'This is it.. This is the end..' Was your last thought before everything went black.

A few hours later, you were sitting in a chair. Your hands were tied behind you, and your ankles were tied to the legs of the chair. There was also a rope around your head and in your mouth, which you were biting down on. You looked up to see three men, about your age, standing in front of you. They each had a mask on, X's for eyes and a weird stitched smile. The one with burgundy hair walked up to you and crouched down to your height. "Don't be afraid darling..~ We won't hurt you.." His voice was soothing, like he actually wouldn't hurt you, but you thought otherwise. There was no use in putting down your guard.

Your shoulders tensed, and irk marks appeared on your face. "Bitch." You grumbled, yet it came out as 'Bish' for everyone else. They turned away and went into a room, you could use this moment as an advantage to try and escape. You wiggled around and then eventually, the chair fell over. The burgundy haired male came out and laughed. "Trying to escape, cutie?~" He grinned and untied you from the chair, but kept the rope around your mouth. "You're going to stay here with us." He whispered into your ear as he slowly got up. You also got up, and untied the rope from around your mouth, which after that, you heard a loud,

'SLAP!'

Your cheek began to sting. "Ow! Mother of fuck! Why'd you slap me, bitch?!" You hissed, covering your cheek with one hand. "Oh darling.. We don't want you addressing us with such names.. So why don't you keep that dirty mouth shut, unless you like being gagged..~" He cooed, followed by a light chuckle. "Now, angel. What's your name?" He asked as his other buddies walked into the room. "Y/N..What's yours? Or should I just keep calling you bitch?" You said with a snicker. "It's Tanjiro, but you can call me anything you want~" He said flirtatiously. "Okay. I'll just call you... Kidnapper." You announced. He grabbed your throat and squeezed, his veins popping out of his wrists.

Pt. 2?

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