Clench.
Unclench.
Clench.
Unclench.
Smack.
A rough hand rubbing a slightly dirtied cheek.
"Ow, okay. I'm definitely not dreaming."
Eyes closing in exasperation.
"Great."
Standing was getting tiring but she wouldn't dare to sit down.
Body too tense to even function properly.
Everything felt unsafe.
Instincts were telling her to do something.
Hell even take a damn fighting stance.
To atleast get the feeling that she "knew" what to do next.
Fighting would always be one of the most helpful solutions.
But against what could she fight?
There wasn't anything to fight against or to even take her frustration out.
Where even was she? Where would she go?
The only lead fell unconscious out of fear.
Because of her.
"Because of me."
Hands twitching.
Begging to somehow release all the pent up emotions.
"Fuck."
A shaky breath.
Vi didn't know where she was.
What to do.
How to cope.
Where to go.
So many questions were floating inside of her mind.
She hated it.
She hated herself and mostly this sense of helplessness.
For the first time, not even fighting could help her with this problem.
Vi wasn't one to fully support violence. It was just a fairly easy way to solve problems rising in the Undercity when talking wouldn't suffice and her strenght was one of the things she was confident in.
Or that's how it would be in her world.
But she wasn't.
She could feel it as soon as she crashed into this stranger's living room.
Objects, that would carry a ghost of a resemblance to something she has seen or had never seen before.
Buildings unlike anything she had grown up with.
After the stranger fell unconscious, she carried them onto their bed, atleast somehow wanting it for them to be comfortable.
She wasn't gonna be that coldhearted to let a stranger lie on the floor after a panic attack. Even if she was distrustful at first and still is, she couldn't blame them for attempting to take her down with a bat and that they only wanted to defend themselves.
After all she did practically break into someone's place and she would be lying if she didn't feel any shame for being the cause of someone's panic attack.
It would have been fine if that would have happened to someone else inside prison or somewhere in the undercity. Most of the people there deserved it and it would be one person less to deal with.
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