Oneshots from Stories that Where Never Meant To Be

Things My Heart Used to Know (Oneshot)

Hello! Welcome to what was supposed to be the  rewrite of "His Wrath". It was particularly written, however I was too burnt out to finish it and this is all that remains.

Au stuff (Made before the revival of Wilbur btw) :
So dead people have a ghost and their old self. Their old self holds most of their being while their ghost is the part with unfinished business or is the most pure part. When going to the afterlife, you go on a train ride. (The train from "Your City Gave Me Asthma") It can be anywhere from a day to three hundred years or more. The ticket is what a ghost has. It tells them basic information and is needed to get back in the train once all is done. When the ghost and body are reunited they can get off at their stop, the underworld. They also take a body part to make sure the body doesn't runoff. Tommy couldn't hear because he was never listened to when he needed help. No parent came to help the poor kid out.Wilbur is missing an eye because he was blind to the side effects of his actions. Ghost can use this body part but it's different. Long elf  like ears or a milky white eye for example. The blobs are creatures that had their ghost give up on their goal, doomed to forever be on the train.

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And then the lights went out.

   Hands from all around him, grabbing at him. Claw like fingers seizing him and wads of his clothes. They pulled him as the all started to move out, as if stretching him out to dry. He should of heard something, anything. The hands. The cracks of his body. The other creatures even. But it was dead silent besides his own ragged breathing.

        He was falling apart like a vase. Bits chipping off from all the forces on him. Some pushing and some pulling . It was like things where breaking in the inside too. Pieces missing. Which? He didn't know. His skin felt cut and bruised. He tried to look at his attackers but couldn't see anything. He screamed for help, but landed upon dead ears. Even he didn't hear himself. Just like no one had ever listened to his cries of help before.

    
    The pain was unbearable. He closed his eyes, it didn't change much, but it was as if he was giving in. He felt his limbs go limp. He felt an extreme pain on the sides of his head. The pain somehow got worse. It was as if literal Hades could be a vacation.Then it all came to a halt. He felt himself lurch forward. He opened his eyes and they where flooded with light. It was like seeing day for the first time in years.

     He shakily stood up and held on to a pole nearby. He felt the ground vibrate as he started to look around. It was like a big grey box with red detailing. He looked around and saw a few shadowy figures sitting in seats and a few holding on to poles like himself.

          He saw one person that stood out. Well two. They weren't like the other shadows. They didn't have oblong fingers and blob like bodies. They looked human. Human? Such a strange word. Definitely not the one to describe the things, but it was closer than the other things.

     One was wearing a long trench coat and seemed to be messing with cards and the other was passed out, leaning on the other. They looked like old friends. He walked to them and the cards man looked up. He started moving his mouth, but he could  not hear him. There was the strangest thing about him. He seemed to be missing an eye. Not like how one normally was missing an eye. It was a large pit with messy scratches around it. What seemed to be tears, despite him missing the eye completely, came own that side on the person's face. The tears where a vibrant blue.

       He felt two hands on either of his shoulders. He looked into the eyes, well eye, of the person. He held a hand to the person's face. He could feel the vibrations. He was talking. Why couldn't he hear? The ground stopped moving. He looked around weird adds lined the walls where windows were absent. The person hugged him and for some reason he felt as if this was right. He'd be safe in these arms.