AN: I will edit this. Like adding smut because it just makes it interesting. And some things are embarrassing like the costumes I have picked out. I went through a major circus phase at this time.
I stood alone inside a gate. Smoke and radioactive surrounds me. I walk a bit further meeting a person in a gas mask. I follow this person into a spiral building leading us underground. Two days ago I was rushing around my house cleaning. My music paused when an alert went off on my phone.
A missle threat. I thought it was a test until a group of people walked into my house and took me to a building. They stuffed me a room covered in soft padding. Two days later I was being driven to this place. I jumped as the loud sound of whatever was cleaning me went off.
I met a lady with short black hair and black lipstick who then had me follow her to my room. It was a dark place. Candles were the only light. Once in my room, Ms.Venable explained the rules. She then announced me a purple. An elite. Showing me the clothes I was to wear. Some were okay, but some were...
I looked out the door to only see people wearing grey uniforms roaming around holding cleaning tools. I didn't ask about them but just observing I got a pretty good idea on why and who they were. There were no purples until the next day.
A talk show host, Dianah, her son, Andre, and his boyfriend Stu arrived. After they got their tour we caught up in the main room. We stared into the fire place flames as the song "Take me church" played over and over.
I didn't hate the song but the more it played the more and more annoying it got. I figured it was to bring in a bit of happiness at this time. I tried best to not think about the depressing times. Wondering what happened to my family. We're they in a fall out shelter like me? We're they dead? Or we're they wondering around outside with scars scared for life.
A few hours after those purples arrived, more came. Coco, Evie, Mr.Gallant we're purples. Mallory a grey. I felt bad for the girl because she couldn't catch a break. Taking orders from Ms.Venable and Coco at the same time.
We sat around the long table while the greys brought in plates. A single green cube sat on our plates. It held all the nutritional things we needed. Cocktails at six. No reason to be late for there was nothing else to do.
They had a magnificent library. I've always been a fan of books. I was glad their library was big because I usually finished a book a day. Sometimes I wished I were a grey to have something to do. I never understood why I was here. I wasn't told anything.
After we ate our single cube, I walked to my room taking off this wide dress. Elegant for dinner. I took off the ugly underwear that came with it. I stepped in the shower letting cool water run over my body. I dried off and stared into the mirror. I tied up my H/C hair in a bun and sat on the bed, picking up my book.
"Little Women" was the title. Such a simple time then. But it also wasn't. After reading about fifty pages I fell asleep with the book covering my face. A simple cane hitting the floor woke me up. I threw off the covers and slipped out of bed. I put on casual purple clothes and let down my hair.
It was wavy from the bun and I enjoyed it. I met the others at the breakfast table. Another cube laid on the plate. We did the same thing everyday. I silently wished I died in the blast. I know I should be grateful but it's hard.
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MALEFIC (Michael Langdon x Reader)
FanfictionY/n sits in outpost three listening to the same boring people 24/7 then an alarm goes off allowing a mystery person to enter