OC Lucy: Short Stories

Shifting Reality

Shifting Reality - a short taking place in Lucy's post-apocalyptic world after leaving behind the trashyard.

You can hear Lucy's voice calmly talk in a sense of despair:
The moon is smiling upon ruins of a long lost City.
Given up by the human kind that once used to live here. Drained the earths blood and sacrifised their own home to feed their beloved manipulative king...

Ego and lust, maybe even a thirst of more than what was to bare.
Little did they know this would only summon death and pain- or did they...?

Well to late that is, leaving nothing behind but a whisper of their existence.
Still. They managed to tear deeper wounds into our mother's shell than she ever had to overcome.
I'm sorry mother...

You can now see Lucy sitting on the edge of a building, gazing down onto the slowly vanishing city drowned by moonlight.

"You've got a nerve to still call your home a mother!", suddenly Lucy hears a voice. A not very amused one for sure. But it's weird. It is echoing through the streets and wind in a weird manner. Almost as if it is in her head.
"What's wrong? Never heard someone talking before? Gosh that's sad.", Lucy carefully steps back from the edge and looks around, going into a defensive position.

"Who are you. And where are you talking from?", Lucy asks in a trembling voice.
She had never heard someone so close and yet so far. Speaking of words at all, since there are near to no people left.
The voice laughs and sounds like a child.
A playing child. But... mental.
Now louder and a little painfull it calls again:
"Oh my! Sorry for that, I didn't mean to scare you... Or did I."
A few seconds silence.

"BOO!!", out of nowhere something- or someone appears right in front of Lucy's face and waves in front of her.
Out of shock she falls backwards and lands on hard concrete.
The high pitched laughing began to sound almost happy for other people's pain.

Lucy blinks a little and opens her eyes.
"Hrgh- ooughf", she slowly presses herself up in a sitting position and rubs her forehead. "That hurt..."
She starts to look up to the voice's owner and stares a bit out of believe.
"What the..."
"Heheahahhaha- You should have seen your face!! Lord have mercy
on me!"

It seems to be floating and has a slightly young appearance fitting to the childish voice, whiping off some tears of joy off their face.
"What... are you?", Lucy asks in disbelief.
The once curling on the back out of laughter fox eared creature rattles itself and coughes a little, getting back into a more 'serious' position.
"Huh? Oh- *points on it's ears and tail* You haven't seen a demi before?"
"A-a what now?", she looks down scanning the 'demi' and notices slightly hind leg shaped legs and paws, all colored into a silver's fox pelt pattern.
"Yeah. Demi's. That's what you could say I am. More precise... Canine-Demi", the joyfull voice recalls.
"Demi- huh...", out of total confusion Lucy starts to question reality.

"Is that- I mean... Are you actually here?", since she has heard of folklore and fantasy fiction before, Lucy somewhat understands what she is talking to. Still not believing though.
"Sheesh- don't you worry, as far as I know you've fallen on your bum and not head that is... You can call me Meri! What's your name human?", asks the Demi- human and tilts their head to the side.
"Hmmmmmm??", a long unpatient hum comes out of it.
"Uh, Lucy. I guess. But... *her view following the Demi down as it stops to float and sits infront of her* I don't really understand what's going on here.