The 2p world (2pNordicsXReader)

~~~~~~~~~~ 3^rd person p.o.v ~~~~~~~~~~

(Y/n) was sleeping peacefully and didn’t notice the five shadows sneaking around outside her house. The shadows belonged to five men who didn’t belong in this world. They had come from the dark 2pWorld to make a mess in the peaceful world of the 1ps.

“She’s perfect,” the shortest of the quintet said with a hint of a smile on his face as he looked inside the (f/c) one-story house.

“What are you planning now, Jarvi?” the tallest of the five men asked.

“What do you think?” Jarvi answered. “I’m planning on taking her with me back to our world.”

Jarvi turned to the man on his left and tapped him on the shoulder.

“Egil. You’re the expert at picking locks. Could you open the door for us?” Jarvi asked Egil.

“What would I gain from that?” Egil asked and started to play with his scythe.

“You would get to play with the lovely lady in there,” Jarvi answered Egil and pushed him to the front door.

“Jarvi! How are you planning on doing this?” a man with a red aura asked.

“Well, Asvald, you and Torsten is going to stay at the exits and make sure she doesn’t get away,” Jarvi said and pointed at the tallest man who was dressed in a red coat. “While you do that I, Egil and Christoffer will capture her.”

“It’s open now,” a loud whisper came from the front door.

“Let’s try to not hurt her,” Jarvi said and a smile played on his lips. “Too much.”

~~~~~~~~~~Reader p.o.v~~~~~~~~~~

A sound woke you from your dream and you sat up in the bed. Someone was at the door leading to your bedroom. You turned your bed light on and pulled of the (f/c) bed sheets before you stood up behind the bed. The door knob slowly turned and the door opened to reveal a man dressed in red with matching glowing red eyes.

Behind him stood two men, one with a scythe in his hand the other with a bored facial expression. The one who had the scythe wore a reddish-brown uniform and a matching hat. The one with the bored facial expression had a black shirt with a red tie.

“What are you doing here?” you asked them and backed up to the wall.

“Ugh, this would have been easier if you had remained asleep,” the shortest of them said, he was also the first one you saw. “Christoffer would you be so kind and go get her?”

The man with the bored facial expression, who evidently was called Christoffer, moved towards you with heavy steps. You didn’t know what he was talking about, but you knew that you had to get away from them. You ran towards a door to your right and threw it open before running through it into the living room.

From the living room you ran towards the backdoor, but you didn’t manage to reach it. Something surrounded you and made you levitate. It also took away the oxygen from you and you soon had trouble to breathe.

As you started to see white spots in front of you the source of the magic appeared from the kitchen. He had a blue uniform and a sinister smile was plastered on his face. His violet eyes shone with enjoyment as he watched you fight for air.

Another man appeared next to him. His smile was just as sinister as the one trapping you. He was dressed in a red coat and his eyes gleamed yellow. He said something to the man trapping you and then he turned around and shouted something else.

The rest of the men appeared in front of you right before you lost consciousness.