Tw/Cw:
-Panic Attacks
-PTSD
-Choking
-GagingDisclaimer: I'm not familiar with what panic attacks are specifically like but I've researched a bit and have been in the presence of one. Please lmk if I got ANYTHING wrong :]
Status: unedited
Setting: The owl house
••••Hunters POV:
By the time we got back, it was already not-so-dark as hell. The stars were brighter than normal and it wasn't very dark dark but still dark. It's odd considering normally it was very dark.
"You guys also noticed how bright it is right? Isn't it like midnight??" I asked as everyone suddenly took notice.
"Your right," Amity replied before tilting her head. "Wait it's midnight?"
"I mean, I think so? Last time I checked the time it was about 11:25-ish. It's been like..a while." I answered with a shrug.
"Who has a watch??" Gus asked.
"Oh I do!" Camila put her hand up and pulled her sleeve back.
It was in fact midnight.
"Oh wow. It really is midnight," Amity had a blank face. "Your good at keeping track of time, Hunter."
"I guess I learned it over time in the Emperors Coven." I chuckled before noticing Ami's confused face.
I'm guessing everyone shared the same question. Well, it's not like I can tell them that I've been locked in rooms before. Or maybe I can?
"In the Emperors Coven? Like, was it a test or something?" Gus curiously asked.
"No it was more like I wasn't very respected. Even when I was the golden guard. Key word, was."
"Oh.." I guess that was all that needed to be said.
I sighed and turned around. I sat down onto the floor. I really don't feel like going through trauma. I've obviously got it but other people have it worse.
"We should get some rest. It's day 3 without sleeping. I'm pretty sure I'm seeing things to." Luz stated with a snicker.
Her snicker sounded sadder than normal. Everyone is so sad. Luz used to be just "human." Luz used to be happy. I wonder when it suddenly changed.
I nodded without much effort. It seemed as if everyone else had already began to leave. Going through rooms to find areas to sleep. The house was..messed up.
"I'll stay up for now. I'll make sure nobody comes in." Nobody argued but Camila gave me a worried look.
~Time Skip: 2am~
Hunters POV:By the time the house fell quiet; it was, assumingely, 2 am. Wow these guys could not sleep.
It was surprising how tired I was. My eyes were droopy and I could hardly hold my head up. The water here isn't the best anymore and walking around won't help.
I wish flapjack was here.
Third Person:
Flapjack. Oh how much Hunter missed Flap. Hunter was only happy for Flap. It hurt Hunter so badly. His chest tightened at the thought of what happened and what he did.
His internal screaming begging Belos to stop. Begging him to let his friends live. The tears streamed down his face. His face was red with fury and body shaking in fear. His emotions raw and uncontrollable.
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