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Request by AstroZombie831 Summary: Y/N L/N is a 16 year old boy trapped on the boiling isles. He has this nightmarish secret that he would never tell anyone. Not even emperor belos, the kind emperor who took him in, or Hunter, a boy around his age, also known as the golden guard. But one day, a girl, who just happens to be a wanted criminal, comes along. Even being around her causes him to struggle with controlling this secret. Not even playing guitar can stop him from thinking about her, and that always takes his mind off everything. Now he's just sitting on his staff, right above the titan skull, wondering what to do. Tws:a kind of unsettling scene when reader is turning into venom for the first time, that about it.
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Y/N POV I look down at the titan skull below me. Why is this happening. How did she even get here? Was it really true that she was a criminal? I shouldn't feel this way about a criminal, I should of arrested her. What do I do? What do I do? Kill her. There it is again. Won't this stupid curse just shut up? How did it even get there again?
Oh, right...
Flashback (still in Y/N pov) I was on my way back from school. Per the usual. Carelessly looking at the houses, trying to memorize their colors, because I was bored. Again, per the usual. I have a very strange routine when it came to walking home. Keep walking, look it houses, try to match up house colors, ignore the black goo by the clarks' trash can. That also part isn't part of my routine, I just did it anyway, it's probably melted/burnt sugar.
Except burnt sugar doesn't jump at you. Burnt sugar doesn't try to go down your throat (A/N if I see any sus comment you're getting blocked) burnt sugar doesn't block your vision, burnt sugar doesn't make you murder an innocent jogger and run away.
After all that, when i finally regained control of my body, I didn't know what to do, I was a murderer.
I just ran.
And didn't stop running.
I didn't go home that day. I saw the missing posters, but I still didn't go home. I just hid out behind an abandoned shed I found. I at least had my guitar, it helped calm me down, it helped keep that terrible thing from controlling me, I also had my half empty water bottle and leftovers from my lunch box, though I would only eat or drink when i knew I had to, even then, it was only a few bites or a sip or two.
Everything was the same, that was my new normal
Until the bird found me. It was a red bird, looked kinda like a cardinal. I'm no expert on birds, though. It had a mark on its eye that I've never seen before. It hopped away. Adorably, I must admit. I couldn't help but follow it. Into this strange world.
Flashback end, still on Y/N's POV
I remember it like it was yesterday. Sometimes it feels like it was all a bad dream. But I wasn't thinking about that. That was 3 years ago. I was thinking about Luz, when did she get here? How did she get here? Belos told me the door was closed for good. Yet there's another human, who just happens to be a wanted criminal. And why does she always being out my emotions, why is she so cute? Am I really thinking about her like this?
