CHP 12. SWEET DREAMS

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" SWEET DREAMS, VIKTOR "

Viktor was emerged in his work, practically swimming in it, In two days he has already made functional leg support and arm support too, he grabbed a blade, staring at the hexcore intensely as he sees all the symbols on it, taking a deep breath, he closes his eyes to prepare for the pain. His hands did the dirty work. He carved the symbols that he memorised into his leg as he bit the inside of his lip and his cheek to suppress himself from yelling out in pain.

When he finished and he took the Shimmer he stares at it for a moment, questioning himself if this was a good idea if this is truly what he wants. He closes his eyes and screws the tube into the handmade needle. Takes one last shaky breath, closing his eyes as he tries to calm his nerves. He then quickly jabbed his thigh with the needle, the contents of the Shimmer quickly taking effect on him as he yells out in pain.

The Shimmer quickly moves to his whole body as he looks up at the ceiling in pain as his eyes turn a shade of glowing purple, he wanted to slam his thigh but he couldn't. He holds back the urge to scream louder as he bangs his fists onto the table.

After the Shimmer had subsided a bit, he took the scalpel. Looking back and forth to the hexcore and he went and sliced his hand, he grunted at the pain as he lets the blood trickle down-- which now held the Shimmer. The blood was quickly getting absorbed by the hexcore. Viktor places his hand closer to the rapidly moving object. He grits his teeth in pain, he could feel the Shimmer moving around his body and his nerves.

That's when the hexcore pushed him away, his carvings that he made on his thigh started to glow a purple as he stares in shock, shaking. His blood kept getting absorbed and absorbed. He tries to pull away but the hexcore pulled him back.

The Shimmer now fused with the Hexcore.

What has Viktor done?

...

It's been a few days now, all his worries about Y/N has diminished, now his leg has turned into something completely different, it didn't look like human flesh anymore. It couldn't be. Viktor drops his cane. It was wet at the port, it always was and Viktor specifically, a day like this, Y/N ran in front of him on this same port in the Undercity but she stopped mid-run and looked back at Viktor and smiled and waited. He fell in love at that moment almost instantly.

And now he could walk...

He could jog...

He could run...

Y/N?! Y/N look! He can run! He yells out as he kept running faster, but that yell turned into laughter as he felt freedom... he felt free. He could already imagine Y/N behind him laughing with him, cheering him on, he could hear her voice in his ear as he smiles so widely and catches his breath. "Look! Look Y/N I-I can run!!! I-I can-", he looks behind him.

That smile fell instantly when all he could see for miles was nothing, his cane on the ground and no soulmate. His whole face fell. He stepped back a little. His eyes started to tear up as he grabbed his hair and sat down on the ground, no, he can't cry, he has to be strong for her... he realised the amount of damage he has done to himself, and then when he finds Y/N... how will she ever love him for what he has done?

But she's alive! Viktor KNOWS she's alive, she has to be, it's not fair if she isn't. It just... she CAN'T die. Not ever.

He grabbed his cane and decided to go to Y/N's house in search of anything that could be a piece of evidence that she's still somewhere or where she might be right now.

...

Viktor enters the house and stares at the ceiling, the walls and the decorations, it was a beautiful home. Victorian styled, reminded him a lot of himself. Bookshelves were filled with books that he liked. He wandered around for a bit, it looks like everything hasn't been touched in so long. His eyebrows furrowed as he goes inside her bedroom.

It still looks the same, but something was off in that room. His eyes landed on a fake wall-- or more of a hidden door. He walks towards it quietly as he slides the door open. His eyes widen to see that it was a lab of some sort, not for experiments but it was a mechanical lab, where she could make things from scratch.

Scraps of metal and bolts lie on the ground as he looks around, he then notices a cardboard box-- it could have been nothing more than a background item but it had a certain word on it that made him curious.

"For Viktor".

He places his cane on the wall as he grabs the box, placing it down on the table as he peers inside. And as soon as he sees the contents, he could feel his heartbreak.

There lays a mechanical leg support plus things that could help with his hexarm that he created. Viktor sits down on the chair as he feels himself tear up again. She made all of this but never told him... but oh how he has ruined everything. He grabs the leg support and puts it on like he doesn't already have the help of the Shimmer and the hexcore stabilising his leg. He started to walk around with it like he was still wounded, ill.

He looks inside the box again and sees a notebook, he grabs it and flicks through the pages, it seemed like thousands of words bunched up together to form beautiful sentences, he has always admired Y/N's handwriting, he thought it was more beautiful than his anyway.

"I really do hope this leg support can work, I haven't tried them since they don't fit me but I think it's the perfect fit for Viktor! Plus, after he can walk relatively normally with that support I can finally start working on finding a cure for his disease, maybe if we work with the disease he got from the toxins we could try and devolution it".

Tears started to smear the pages as Viktor looks away and tries to wipe away all the tears that seemed to come faster than rain hitting the ground. He found himself on Y/N's bed, he could still smell her scent on the sheets as he held the notebook close to his chest laying there motionless with tears streaming down his face.

"Every time I'm here in this lab, I somehow miss him more and more each day, it's like I'm bound to be by his side".

"But I'm nothing but a problem to him, so I'd rather work here than there. He seems to be working harder and harder each day, I don't like it but if it's what he has to do, I'll let him, plus he says he gets to sleep in the guest rooms so I think it will be okay".

"Mm... I'm tired, but I have to write this, I've finally gotten some sort of push with the mechanical leg support that I might give it to him tomm...",

Viktor fell asleep, listening to her voice in his head read these notes out loud. In a fetal position, with her notebook close to his chest, his eyes finally closed and his face looked peaceful.

Sweet dreams, Viktor, sweet dreams.

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COMMENTS: I'm genuinely sorry for taking so long to make this Chapter, school started back up and the workload has never been more intense. I'm just hoping that I can make another chapter for you guys as soon as I can~!! I hope you like this one too! It's truly an emotional rollercoaster this fanfiction is LMAOO okay goodbye everyone! From Pluto and back, I hope you have an amazing day.

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