One shots and Au's

Owen? {II}

Third person POV:

"So why did you gather us all here today Greacie?" Apo asked. Greacie had called a meeting, saying it was urgent. Somehow this time everyone was there except for Owen. It was a rare occasion for everyone to gather up.

"Its about the case with Owen..." Evryone started to talk and argue. "SHUT UP." Everyone went silent. Greacie never yelled. "Yesterday when me and Red went to bring food he looked tired. He was sobbing against the wall while repeatingly said shut up. Almost like a voice or something in his head? When I tried to check on him he clung onto me like his life depended on it, he was crying and begging us to not go. This is a serious matter of health and I say we have to do something about it. We can't afford death." Everyone started to argu again. "UP UP UP. TALKING STICK." Greacie yelled, holding a stick. Everyone went quiet. "Soup, you know these kinds of stuff." Greacie gave Soup the stick.

"This seems like a case of trauma or ptsd. I mean come on we know owen he would never do such a thing he is always all about safety!! Greacie did he tell u anything more?" "Something about another person? A voice in his head? Right Red?..." Red nodded. "Might be some form of split personality disorder..." Guts stook up her hand. Soup gave her the stick. "He was talking about not being in control and crazy rants at night..."

"I told you he is crazy!!" Krow yelled. "Now hold up! Yes he stabbed apo, yes he isn't always the best but he is our maze leader and he is like a big brother to some of us, he might be dangerous or oveprotective but crazy?! No way dude!!" Ori suprisingly yelled. Others yelled things like Yeah! or You go ori!. "Quiet." Greacie said. Mowhee raised his hand and Guts passed the talking stick. "What can we do to help him? I mean he is the best runner and our leader after all, we might not always respect him but at the end of the day he is the reason that we have not given up all hope yet. So if it is one of those things Soup said I will do everything to help him." Mowhee said. Others agreed. "Well I can have a word with him look into the things and figure out what it is, Greacie if u would tag along?" Soup asked. Greacie nodded. "Alright guys. We will look into this, once we know more we will let you know, for now this meeting is closed." Greacie said as she stood up. Everyone went back to doing their thing.

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Before anyone knew it, it was evening. Soup and Greacie went on to bring dinner to Owen. "Owen?..." Greacie softly said as they entered the door. Owen sat in a corner. He was picking and scratching his skin on his arm. His clothes were torn and bloody. Tear stains on his face. "Ow Owen..." Greacie sighed. She handed the plate to Soup and sat infront of Owen. She carefully took his hand. "Hey Owen..." "G-Greacie!" Owen said in a hoarse voice. He was shaking and looked like he was about to collapse. "Me and Soup brought you dinner... Wanna sit down and talk?.." Owen nodded. Greacie picked Owen up and was suprised by how light he was. She put him down on the bed. "Greacie..." Greacie looked at soup who gave a nod at a plate. It seemed like it hasnt been touch with food and all. 

Greacie grabbed the plate from Soup and walked to Owen. She put the plate next to him. "Eat." "N-no I can not do that..." "Owen you are so light it seems like you have not eaten in days. Eat." "B-but father will get angry..." "Owen?... Why would he be?..." "I dont have permision to..." "Owen your dad isnt here. Now eat up." Owen grabbed the plate and started eating. Greacie gave a concerned glance at Soup. Owen finished the food and putted the plate down. "So Owen, how have you been?..." Owen stayed silent. "Owen?..." "No...." "No?" Soup qestioned. "I-I can not-... I-I shouldn't look w-weak..." "Owen it's okay..." Greacie said. "I-I have not really been good... Uhm... My other self has been acting up... I never s-stabbed Apo... I-It might spund crazy but it was my other personality... me from my past..." Owen said, trying not to snap. "Did anything bad happen in your past?" Soup asked. "W-well... I-I was a demon hunter... W-well a forced one by my father.... M-my past wasn't relatively good... Harsh trainings... M-my father could be abusive..."

Soup looked concerned at Greacie. "Oh Owen..." Greacie hugged Owen. Owen started to sob. "I-I didnt kill Apo... I-I was never ment to hurt anyone!.. I-I wanted to protect everyone and prevent them to get hurt like I did but I-I failed!.. A-and now everyone hates me..." "We don't hate you Owen..." "B-but the rest does!! J-Just leave me here to rot... dont bother anymore, dont waste ur time and resources on someone that deservers to die..." Owen said. Greacie grabbed his hand. "Owen we will not let you die. You know the maze, we dont! Besides everyone will be devistated." "No they won't. Every second of my life is torture, either for myself or through others. Just leave me here to rot. Its better for everyone." Owen said.

Soup and Greacie left without another word.

Later that day they called a new meeting.

"Owen has a split personality. It's caused by trauma, it's him in the state of mind before the maze. He also...." Greacie went quiet. She looked at Soup  Soup nodded. "Owen is s@!cid@l... His mental health isn't good, nor is his lhysichal state..." Soup said. Everyone stayed silent. They heard a small sob from Apo. "W-why.... O-Owen would never- He was always so happy!..." Rasbi hugged Apo. "People dont always show what they feel... Apo, Owen told us a bit... He said he couldn't look weak... His father was abusive and- He didn't have someone... He grew up alone... In a harsh environment..." Greacie said.

"Well we have to help him right? We cant let a person die for their trauma, for something they couldn't help!" Mowhee said. "Yeah, I mean he was sometimes harsh in his ways but he wanted to protect us!" Oeca said. Everyone agreed. "So Soup, what can we do?" Evryone looked at Soup. "We can force him therapy, we should also do stuff with him that he likes, genrally keep him calm and try not to trigger to much.." Soup said. "If that works and he goes to therapy with me he should be good."

Everyone agreed.

Owens POV:

I was sitting in my cell. Everything hurts... I grabbed a picture from my pocket. Beach day... I started sobbing. I heard footsteps. Why would they come? I told them im better off dead...

Click

The door unlocked. I looked down. Someone walked towards me. The person sat infront of me. Said person grabbed my hands. I looked up. "Apo?..." Apo whiped my tears. "Hey Owen....." He said with a soft smile. "N-no... no no no this is a dream! A-a hallucination!! T-this can't be real..." "Though it is real Owen, I'm here.." I teared up again. I jumped onto him and hugged him tightly. I started crying. "Shhh... It's okay Owen..." He said. "Why would you even come..." I said while sobbing. "Because you can leave prison Owen..."

I froze.
No I can't.
Im a danger.
I should be locked up.
Even better, Dead.

I letted go of Apo.
"No I'm not. This is a hallucination. I'm a danger- For everyones sake I should be dead." "Owen..." I felt his arms wrap around me again. So this is real huh?... I hugged him tight and started crying again. Everything felt heavy... Maybe some rest?.. yeah... that won't hurt... I slowly closed my eyes. Then everything went black...