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Nights at Cloudy cafe were always dull, dark, calm and creepy.
Maybe you'd get the occasional drunkard or a stressed mum of three, but this time it was different.
The purring of the coffee grinder was the only sound he heard, it was a slow night, that's the reason he always worked the night shift, it easy to get through the night with no customers and able sisters blasting in your ears.
It was a normal night at Cloudy cafe until someone walked in, brown trench coat, fluffy browns hair, black masccare mask, combact boots, black leather leggings and a bitchy attitude.
It was Siren,the number 3 villian.
In all his bitchiness he walked up to the counter and asked for a black coffee with 5 espresso shots at three fucking am.
"Are you on something?" He asked in the calmest way possible.
"What?" He looked offended
"I'm asking if your on drugs or something, rather it's cocaine, weed crack-" He listed.
"Do you even know who I am?"
He stopped making his coffee and looked him straight in the eyes,"Youre a self-entitled prick who walks around in a fancy suit using his stupid mind control powers, then you walk in a coffee shop to go and tramazited a innocent barista by asking for a coffee at three fuckng am, making it even worse with THREE EXPRESSO SHOTS, I'm not sure that even legal for me to give you. "
" I'm already a villian I don't think Itll be a big mark on my record for taking one too many expresso shots you dumb child, "
" Oi! I'm not a child I'm 15!"
"Criminal offensive side eye,"
"Ew, your one of those tik tok boys, who even says that out loud,the only one who'll have a crimal offensive is you when I punt you too the sun. " His face wrinkled up in disgust.
"Calm down Jamal, also, It's trending,"The villain Shrugged.
" You know what else is trending? Siren x The Blad-"
" Oh no no no no no, we do not speak off that scarring era, "
He smiled cheekily," I've seen so many users of 'sirens girlfreind' or 'the angel of deaths wifey' "
" Well there gonna be visiting Kristen, "Siren muttered.
"Heres your Death coffee with 3 expresso l shots because I can't give you any more it niki will be mad,"
"Thankyou very much child," Siren teased
He glared at him from behind the counter, "Hurry up and drink you coffee so I can close up you Bitch,"
He gulped the whole thing down hastily, does this guy feel pain, I know you're a villian but like damn.
"Your lucky I like you, not many people could get away with calling the number 3 villain a bitch," He stood up and walked to the door.
"I'm just build differently I guess," He continues to wipe down the tables putting back all the ingredients ready for the next day.
The villain smiled, "I'll see you soon, bye child," He walked out the door.
" Bye prick, make sure not to come back! " He screamed back, not having time to think about the first part of what the villian said:
'I'll seen you soon'
--------The next night-------
It was another boring night at Cloudy cafe, he didn't see any signs of siren which was a good things, it means that bitch took his warning seriously. he should know to be scared of Big T.
Just as he thought he could end his shift peacefully two figure walked into the cafe, the bell ringing alerting him of the newcomers.
He looked up to see the Blade and The Angel of death.
He groaned, why can't he have a normal shift, maybe he shouldn't of been complaining when he used to have his normal,boring shifts.
"Hello mate can we have an earl grey and a iced vannila latte," The angel of Death himself asked.
"Sure, just take a seat," I piped before turning away to make the drink.
The atmosphere was very awkward, only a telepathic conversation going on between Angel and Blade, until the Blade broke the silence.
"Why didn't you do it," He started.
He turned around, "Do what?"
"Turn in siren," The piglin hybrid replied.
"He wasn't doing anything, or committing any crimes he just wanted a drink."
"Won't your boss be mad?"
"Niki said that if your a paying customer you can stay," He shrugged.
"So your boss is niki...." He uttered under there breath.
'They know niki? Meh maybe she beat there ass once because she's badass like that,'
"Anyways here's your drink," They both drank peacefully, but at they corner of my eye I saw the blade give angel a nod of comformation.
'What are they talking about'
Suddle I felt glass hit my head, a strange purple liquid oozing down the side of my head.
A potion of weakness.
Shit.
Someone picked me up, tossing me over their shoulder like I weigh nothing.
"St'p i't," He croaked out, despite his consciousness thinning rapidly.
"It's nothing personal mate, just doing what siren wants,"
"F'ck you," He cursed.
The blade let out a amused huff, "You have a foul mouth just like siren said,"
"You'll fit in purfectly," Angel purred.
Before I could respond my vision was filled with black dots,and he gradually slipped of into the void.
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Bright rays of sunshine shone throughtthe blinds and onto his face, he rubbed his eyes to help adjust to the lighting.
When he regained his vision he noticed something.
This was not his house.
He needed to get out.
He sprung out of the bed,ignoring his bones protests and began looking for the nearest escape.
A window.
He hastily unlocked it perching on the frame, it didn't look like a really deep drop, hell be off with a few fracture bones at most.
He strayed himself, getting ready to jump then-
"Where to you think your going sunshine," A voice from behind him was heard
He whipped his head around, "Siren!?" He gasped, shocked.
"That's me sunshine now, why don't you come too me darling," He cooed, shit, he was using his power.
Unwillingly my body hopped of the window frame and over to siren.
"Good job," He praised, "Now why won't you tell me why you were trying to jump out a window,"
"Because you fucking kidnapped me!" He hissed.
"It's because your ours sweetheart ,"
"No I'm not you just fucking grabbed me from the cafe," He started to move backwards.
Siren gripped my chin, "If you aren't gonna accept that your ours then we'll lock you up until you understand." He smiled sickly sweet, "Now let's go meet with Phil and Techno."
'phil and techno? Who are they? Whatever that's not important right now, I need to leave these phycopaths.'
He dragged me all the way to this fancy, rich picks dining room were I saw two guys, in casual clothes, that look oddly like Angel and Blade.
Then I realized.
They were the Blade and Angel
' holy shit holy sit I just saw, the top 2 villian's unmasked oh my god-'
Phil and techno sat opposite the two empty seats, which were Probaly ment for him and siren.
'Great I have to sit next to this bitch too, just great.
"Good morning mate, why don't you come and eat," Angel offered.
He hesitated, how does he know theta it isn't laced with some type off drug or something.
But it looked so good, creamy pancakes with a well defined amount off crushed with maple syrup on top and all these odd fruits and other foods that he can't even name, his poor ass self could never even imagine to afford.
It's still drugged though, he's not that desperate for food and he'd rather not get drugged.
His stomach growled, loudly.
' well fuck you too'
This was a hundred percent idiotic thing to do but he'd rather not starve to death, what a lame way to go out.
Sigh
Here goes nothing.
He sat down on the fancy chairs, suddenly very aware of the syndicate, they were all just staring at me like the weirdo's they are.
He slowly took a bite of the meal, the others copying, eyes full of eagerness, he didn't know how hungry he was untuk he hovered down the meal in under 5 minutes.
His head felt like it ahd been hit by a hammer, his could feel his limbs, nor could he breath.
'I fucking knew it. It was drugged.'
I slumped down unto Sirens shoulder who looked utterly delighted.
'It's was worth it, I think...'
Slender fingers brushed through his hair scratching his scalp lightly and... purring?
His head was forced up and even through his very blurry vision he could see who was in fronts if him, the angel of death, eyes dilated.
"Your so cute when you stop being so stubborn,"he cooed,while i glared at him with as much malice a person currently leaning on someones shoulder can do.
Philza picked him up and carried him to another room,thw other two trailing behind him.
He ruffled my hair affectionately, kissing my forhead.
"Go to sleep my little angel,"He hushed.
- - - - - - - - - - - -
Everyting felt fuzzy, he felt dizzy with warmth.
Someone's hands were rapped around him, preventing me from moving at all.
Tommy was to tired for this, he may as well go back to sleep.
He ignored the sinking feeling in his stomach that he should run, before it's too late.
It doesn't matter now.
Right?