7 Minutes in Hell By: godscousininlaw
Author's Note: WARNING: This fan fiction does have lemon and mild bondage in later chapters, if you don't like it, don't read it. It is Chrona!F and DtK themed, but also includes Gopher and Justin Law. This fan fiction is going off of the manga, so if you don't read the manga, this has spoilers.
Summary: Chrona has been taken from all her friends and her beloved Kid and captured by Noah, given to Gopher for his efforts trying to kill Maka as a gift. When Gopher brings a friend one day, Crona is pushed past her limit. Will she get away?
Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater or any of the characters.
The sweet breath on her neck caused the pinkette shivers as he curled closer in towards the young death god. Moaning softly as Kid gently traced the pale skin of her body, Crona felt secure as she was caressed and held. The black haired boy pulled her frail body closer, enjoying the warmth the pair shared. The pinkette slowly let her eyes close as soft linen sheets were pulled over her and her lover's body. She fell asleep to the whispers of 'I love you' in her ear.
Crona awoke to the sight of not what she wished, Kid's face in a cozy room, but to her hair being yanked by Ragnarock and a cold little cell with no window for even light to shine through.
"Wake up you little jerk, I'm hungry!" The black blood weapon continued to whine and complain as a single tear formed in Crona's eye. Another dream, another one smashed. If only I could sleep forever, she thought. In her reality, sleep was the only happy part of her life, as the rest of her time was spent being bullied and locked up. The worst part was, she didn't even know where he was, or why she was here.
It had been so long since Crona had seen daylight…. she had completely forgotten most of everything in the insanity that came with the utter darkness. At times the pinkette wished she was dead. Maybe one day Ragnarock would eventually beat her to death. Hopefully. But there was only one thing that kept her from giving into it all. It was Kid kun. The memory of the shinigami was the only thing that kept Crona with any reason or sanity. Her soul mate was the reason she pushed through the madness she had been plunged into, the only reason he never forgot.
Turning her head to the small door as it creaked open, Crona watch as someone, or something, pushed a plate with some moldy bread and water through. Sighing, she walked over and began to nibble on the same meal she'd been getting for the past god knows how long. Trying to ignore Ragnarock's constant bitching, she thought of what to do before the Gopher came. Gopher came every night to abuse her in some way or form. There were multiple bruises all over Crona's body from him, and she was overall, just plain sore from the 'activities' the evil creep indulged in.
Fantasizing about seeing Kid again was always fun, but at the end of every fantasy it just dig into a hole that was already plenty deep. The woe and depression that came after realizing it could never be true was eating away at Crona's soul, bit by bit.
Choking on the water after noticing a strange taste, Crona then wondered by she was being drugged again. Over time, she had trained her senses able to pick out a taste that differed from the sulfurous eggy taste that was always present. Eventually having been able to choke and spit out all of the bad water from her system, she proceeded to hand the glass up to Ragnarock, who eagerly drank it up. "Maybe that will shut you up" Crona muttered.
Sure enough, after about ten minutes or so, Ragnarock drowsily returned to her blood. Even though she herself hadn't drunken it, the drug was still having an effect on her through her blood Ragnarock was in. So, she decided to lay down and get a little rest before the inevitable session with Gopher.
A little short, but this chapter just sets up the story, more to come soon ;D