-my-safe-haven- // ranboo x dsmp oc //

☆chapter☆two☆

●haven●pov●

!TW: STRANGLEMENT!

Haven froze. She gasped for air, trying desperately to breath. She tried to punch this person's arms, but all her strength seemed to be sucked out of her with a vacuum. She couldn't do anything.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?! WHY WERE YOU SPYING ON L'MANBURG?!" a British voice boomed. Fury lined every word. Haven wasn't spying on "L'manburg," she was trying to find help!

The arms tightened and Haven could feel herself slipping away. She tried to grab ahold of her consciousness, to stay awake a little longer, but her world started fading to black.

The last thing she heard before the void consumed her was the man's voice.

"What have I done?!"

...

Haven awoke on a soft mattress. A red blanket was pulled over her, and she was surrounded by some sort of cabin.

She sat up and felt the spot on her neck where the man's arms were. No pain. She then got out of the bed and looked at herself. No melting. Haven spotted a mirror in the corner of the room and walked over to it, ready to see her reflection for the first time.

She still had the same hair, but her eyes were purely white. No iris, no pupil, nothing. It startled her, but by how the day's events had been progressing, she wasn't surprised.

Then she remembered being strangled. The memories flowed back like a damn had broke. Panic laced the river of memories, and Haven bolted out of the shack. She needed to get away from this retched place. When she emerged from the wooden house she was met with strange people milling around. They all stated at her in shock until a woman with blond hair cut to her shoulders walked over to her.

"Hello," the woman greeted, "I'm Niki. Welcome to L'manburg!" Haven just looked back at her, trying to subdue the panic.

"W-where's that man...?" Haven managed to stumble out, clutching the sides of her sweater nervously. She needed to make sure she was safe.

"What man? Dear, are you alright?" Concern blanketed her gentle face.

"T-The one who.... S-Strangled me..." Tears streamed down Haven's cheeks and she said the last words. Niki's face turned to one of recognition, then to pity. She pulled Haven into a tight hug.

"It's alright. Everything's gonna be alright. He's not here right now, and he never meant to hurt you. I promise no one will hurt you now." Haven was shaking at this point. She gripped Niki and held her close, silently sobbing into her shoulder. The older woman just rubbed her hand up and down Haven's back in support. Haven didn't know why she trusted Niki so much, but something told her she was safe with her.

They separated and Haven smiled at the woman. "Thank you, I didn't know I needed that."

"Of course hun. And he completely regrets what he did, but of course you'll have to hear that from him. His name's Wilbur by the way."

Wilbur, huh? Didn't sound like an assaulter name, but okay. "My name's Haven and I have some questions if that's okay," she said.

"Of course! Let's go somewhere more comfortable." Niki led Haven to a tall oak tree that they sat down against.

"First, where am I?" She asked.

"You're in L'manburg silly."

"We'll I know that, but what's L'manburg?"

"Oh! L'manburg is an upcoming country in the Dream Smp. We're here to start a revolution against Dream, the tyrant of this land." Niki seemed very passionate about this subject.

Haven shook her head and focused the tornado of thoughts. She needed to get answers. "Okay, well then could you tell me how I got here? I woke up in the middle of a forest with no memories and a note in my pocket that said 'Haven,' which is what I've been calling myself since I have absolutely no memories of anything. I also look like this- transparent, grey, all that- and I have no idea why. I was wondering if this sounds like anything you've ever heard of before."

Niki's eyes clouded with sympathy. "I... well... there's no easy way to say this... Haven, I think you've passed away and are a ghost now..."

(AN: what is the best food?)