An Among Us Story 2 - Live on Polus

PURPLE

The silence around me is nerve-wracking. Like, I am standing in Storage, all alone, with absolutely NO ONE around me, and the only sound that I can hear is the steady drizzle of oil that I am pouring from the oil can in Storage into my own canister...

Imagine that you are in my position. You are filling your fuel canister in Storage, with no one accompanying you around, and thus you are an open target. Anyone can just come in and kill you, just like that. Even if someone doesn't shoot or knife you from behind, someone might jump out from the vent ('hole') right in front of you and snap your neck... I've overheard Red's horror stories about his many deaths in the past (I hope that he's alright and not dead...).

Now, if you are in my position and have heard horror stories about death before, how would you feel?

That is exactly how I am feeling now as I fill my fuel canister, alone, in Storage, all while looking around wildly to see who is around me. To my relief, however, I manage to fill my canister successfully and nothing has happened to me... yet.

Relaxing a bit more, I exit Storage, lugging my canister to the engine on the right. As I do so, however, my mind starts to drift towards the new guy...

Cyan though. He's the only one who has really talked to me... the others just... don't. Not like I really talk to them, though... I tend to shy away from people in general, even most of my family members... which is why when Innersloth opened up Among Us, my mother, who is one of the very few people whom I am actually close to, encouraged me to sign up for it.

As you can see, it just didn't work out... until now.

Slam! All of a sudden, I ram into somebody in front of me, headfirst. To my horror, the impact of the blow causes my hands to drop the canister, spilling the oil which I had painstakingly filled my canister with.

"Oww..." I gasp as I sprawl onto the floor painfully, my head throbbing as precious oil continues to flow out of my canister.

"What the shit..." A rather snappy girlish voice rings out as the girl whom I had knocked into gets up, rubbing her forehead. "Not again!"

Oh crap.

No... not her again...

"Oh no! Black, I'm sorry..." I apologise quickly as I continue lying on the ground. "I swear, it was an accident...!"

"Purple, what the heck, man..." Black grumbles. "How is it that you are so clumsy? Like, are you blind??"

Dang it. Fancy running into her again. She's the worst. Not only is she a noob Crewmate who accuses random people, but she also has a reallyyyy short temper. Trust me, I've played enough matches with her to feel her wrath in all of those matches.

The way she accuses people... I can't believe that she can so freaking convincing when she points fingers at random, unsuspecting Crewmates for doing the least sus things, such as taking too long on the download or strolling around, supposedly not doing their tasks when in reality, they are actually going to do their tasks or they have already finished their tasks.

I freaking attest to the fact that she'll be a really good Impostor. I'm serious.

Anyway...

"Purple, stop whining like a spoiled brat on the ground and GET UP! You owe me a proper apology!!" From the blurry scene that fills my eyes, I am able to notice a strange glint in Black's eyes as she narrows them at me.

"I... I... Black, I..." My lips start to quiver under her scorching glare.

"Uh, hello?? Did I not say 'get up', you moron?? Or do you not understand what I am saying???!!!" She snarls.

Damn... sh-she's so rude...

Feebly, I try so hard to ignore the excruciating pain in my head as I get up, but... but the world is kind of dizzy... my head is spinning...

This time, I slip on the oil.

"Oh my gosh... not again..." I whimper as I land on my back, causing ripples of pain up my back.

"I... I can't get up... dang it..." Helplessly, I look up at Black, just to see her stalking away and muttering under her breath furiously.

Well... at least I don't have to apologise to her now. After all, she should have been more c-careful too...

HONKK!! The sound of an airhorn emanates from my right side, causing me to snap my head to the right.

What happened? Did... Did someone die?