The Broken (Zack x Reader)

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-Y,n's POV-

Its been three days since Zack left to kill the man I ordered him to kill. No one knows who he really is, what does he have to do with my life. What he did to me was unforgivable, same as what I did. I'll be honest, I felt guilt when I did what I did years ago, but when I finally get to have his eyes, everything will be better.

As I continued working on my new creation, I heard a crash coming from the front door. "What was that...?" I cautiously walked out to notice that Zack was laying on the ground. The door was kicked open, and his hoodie was filled with blood. "Zack..." I kneeled in front of him to notice a wound on his abdomen.

My first reaction was to close and lock the door, then take Zack to my working room. I ordered my puppets to place Zack on the table. "Zack... Wake up!" I ordered him but he was in a mini coma.

As I finished cleaning, stitching, and wrapping his wound, Zack started to wake up. "Where am I...?" He asked confused until he saw me. He then noticed that his jacket was missing.

"You were hurt, so I took you jacket to get washed while I stitched your wound." I stood up and walked away from him.

"Where is that bastard?..." He asks with a growl.

"Wait.. You didnt came here on your own?" I asked confused.

"All I remember was being knocked out..." He said.

"What about before that? Zack... Did you told him about my location?!" I quesyioned him as he started to get up from laying down on the table, with a hand over his now bandaged wound.

"I could have killed him if it wasnt for his men." He explained.

"What did you told him exactly?! What did he tell you that made you tell him my location!!" I questioned once again, getting mad at his actions.

"Look (y,n) I was about to kill him until he almost killed me."

"Zack... You told him... Didnt you?" I asked.

"Whats with you two anyways?! Why do you want him dead that bad? Why dont you do it yourself?!" I clicked my tongue.

"Thats none of your bussiness...." I lowered my face, letting my hair cover my face. I rolled my hands into a fists and punched the wall near me.

-Zack's POV-

I noticed that (y,n) started laughing and placed a hand on her face. "Im dead... Theres no escape." She was now goimg nuts as she laughed. I stayed serious.

"You are not going to die...." She stopped laughing and looked up at me. "I'm not going to let him kill you...."

"How are you goimg to do that?" She looks up at me. "You are seriously injured, and he is stronger that us...."

"You make puppets, don't you?" I ask.

"Even if we were to make an army of puppets, it will take months to do so..."

"How is the progress on my puppet?"

"Its only half done..." She was confused.

"Show it to me...."

She walked towards a diferent room as I followed her. There was a coffin box over a table, it was closed. She opened the coffin and there was a body with a white cover on top. I removed the cover to see a clone of me. His eyes were closed, and his skin looked smooth amd perdect compared to mines. "There are still a lot of things I need to work on so it can come to life..." She explains. I was amazed by this creation.

"Use it against him..."

"What?" She asks and looks at me confused.

"I have a plan...."

"What is your plan Zack... This puppet is supposed to help you-" She was so confused when I interrupted her.

"What's important now it to stay alive. You and me." I looked at her and smirked. "And we will need him..."

A/N
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