Don't Leave Anymore (ToG - Bam x Reader)

Chapter XXXI

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3rd P.O.V

Location: Testing area for team B's against ranker

Endorsi had led the group since she was the only possible candidate. Being a Jahad princess and all that.

"Listen up everyone, The fisherman will travel in a group towards the exit, while the rest block the ranker. Any problems? No, thought so."

And off they went, Bam tagging along because why not? Any problems they'd face then they would just have to be quick on their feet to solve it.

Everything went smoothly, except for a certain short-haired princess. They stopped, all of them confused.

Then a big bold circle was drawn, all of them in it.

"If anyone crosses this line, then I'll execute you. So just stay put and let me take out the competition."

However one person objected, and no it wasn't Rachel, she was too petrified to even move a muscle.

"Who the hell do you think you are to tell us what to do-"

But he was cut off when she pulled a whip-like stick out, and slashed him, causing him to be outside the line she told them not the cross.

"I see you have chosen death."

And the torture began.

"W-why are you doing this!?" Bam questioned, concerned at her aggressive and violent actions.

"I'm surviving."

"But it's wrong-"

Let me tell you a story, there was once a girl who stood at the end of the table, where they ate stale bread. She was only inches away from her sisters who had many luxurious meals. To get those meals you," she chuckled "Have to earn it. And so she one fateful day she managed to snatch a higher sit, the food was so much better. Then she wondered how much better the other food is. She slowly began feasting and feasting until there was no better food to eat. She had reached the highest seat, and was never going back to stale bread- ever."

Bam stared down, taking in the story information he'd just received.

"So do you understand?"

Bam didn't respond, which cause Endorsi to sigh.

"You're too innocent, for your own good."

After she continued to beat up the other competition, so she could annihilate them.

Until only one remained.

"And then there was one..." She said dragging her blooded weapon.

"Please don't hurt me, I need to pass. You can't stop me!" However, the words didn't really match up to her cowering body language.

"Wait who are you again?" Endorsi questioned, maybe it was out of tiredness, or just lack of acknowledgement to other people besides herself that she just didn't care.

"R-rachel," the girl meekly spoke.

"Why are you here again?"

"Be-b-because you said for the fisherman to follow you..."

"I did say that, but..." she paused looking up and down the shivering figure, "How in Jahad are you a fisherman?"

"B-because that was the best option to b-become a-a p-pr-prin-princess..." Rachel was stiff as ever, a stuttering mess, way too scared to lie as she felt penetrative eyes staring her down. As if she did do something wrong, then it felt like the devil was eying her.

Undecided on whether she should be tortured until death, or tortured forever after death.

"A princess huh? Well, you don't look the part at all, so that will never happen. Why would someone like you, even dream of becoming a princess?"

Th-the st-sta-stars."

"Stars? That's boring."

Rachel internally sighed in relief as she thought the princess wouldn't pry further into that. Who knows what she'd do if the shoe managed to... well, um step on her. 

Dig right into Rachel's supuriority complex.

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Published: September 24th, 2020

Word count: ~ 600 words

Next update: Monday?