"Y/N, pourquoi tu vas si vite tout d'un coup?!" ʸ/ⁿ, ʷʰʸ ᵃʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵘᵈᵈᵉⁿˡʸ ᵍᵒⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵒ ᶠᵃˢᵗ?!
"Hey!! Attendez-moi!" ʰᵉʸ!! ʷᵃⁱᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ᵐᵉ!
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𝐘/𝐍 𝐏𝐎𝐕.
Everything was black, the only thing for me being able to see are colors floating around. I could hear a voice calling me.. A voice of a boy.. Is it one of my friends? No, his voice is a bit softer.
He was speaking french. At first I wasn't able to understand anything, I kind of sucked at French, but suddenly I could understand everything..
"Ugh, cycle slower!!" He shouted, his voice slightly getting louder and I could hear the sounds of 2 bicycles cycling, and I felt my legs moving. My legs were moving automatically and I couldn't move them, until I suddenly was able to control them and I felt my hands on something infront of me.
"Why are your eyes closed?" I heard the same masculine voice giggle, hearing a bycicle cycling beside me. When I looked at his face, I noticed the french flag on his cheek.. "Is this a challenge or something?" He questioned before I instanly opened my eyes wide, still seeing some colors and my eyes widened even more in shock.
I looked around rapidly, examining my surroundings and I was cycling with a boy in a meadow. I started panicking, wondering where I was and I lost control over my bike when it suddenly went over a path with a bunch of rocks.
"AHH! What the hell is going on?!" I yelled, panicking as I tried to stop but this bike was.. strange, and rusty.
"Y/N! Why are you going on that path?!" The boy shouted, his voice getting quieter as I continued cycling away from him. He stopped and looked at me confusedly before dropping his bike and running towards me. "COME BACK! YOU'LL GET INJURED!"
I kept screaming, wiggling around on my bike. I actually used to be a pro with bikes, skates and all those stuff, but this is so different, and I'm too confused and shocked to think properly right now..
As I checked my surroundings, I noticed I was wearing something that seemed like an Edwardian boy/girl outfit.. "Why the fuck am I wearing this old crap? Am I in the past or something??" I softly murmured to myself, cursing a bit with an annoyed expression.
I was too focused on my outfit and looking around, thinking where I am and how I got here, not realizing I was almost gonna trip over a big rock and hurt myself..
"Y/N, WATCH OUT YOU IDIOT(E)!" The boy cursed at me before I suddenly hit the big rock, making my bike trip over it and I fell on my face. I immediatly groaned in pain and sat up when I noticed my nose was bleeding.
The strange boy ran up to me, kneeling beside me and he forcefully grabbed my cheeks. "Look what you did, you're bleeding!" He shouted at me, taking out a cloth for me and he cleaned the blood off of my nose. "Why are you acting so strange today?!" He questioned, slightly furrowing his eyebrows.
I was confused, too shocked to speak or think right now. "I-I.." I couldn't finish my sentence, looking at him with my eyes widened. "Who.. Who are you..?" I asked, slightly tilting my head side-ways.
The boy let out a sigh, looking at me with an angry and worried expression at the same time. "Do you have amnesia or something?!" He slightly yelled. "It's me, your friend Matheo!" He answered, standing up and then helping me up.
I took his hand and stood up, groaning in pain as I suddenly felt a pain in my head. "I'll bring you back home, you're being so weird today.." Matheo softly stated before we took our bikes and then 'walked back to my home'.
As we were walking, I looked down at the grass silently, thinking deeply.
Where was I?
Am I in france?
Am I in the past?
Why is there a french flag on Matheo's cheek? Is that normal?
Since when was Matheo my friend?
How did I get here?
Wait, that watch. That man in the alleyway.. That man gave me a watch. The golden watch. When I put it on, everything immediatly turned black.. Maybe that's how I got here?
I instantly checked my wrist to see if the golden watch was still there, but my eyes widened in shock and fear when I noticed it wasn't there anymore.
It was gone.
Am I stuck in here forever? How will I ever get back to.. My real home?! Imagine this is just a boring life in the past where I'm living as a factory worker.. No, this has to be a dream.
I have to know what year it is..
I looked up, noticing I was in a town right now. Everything looked dark and depressing, and there were some people outside with newspapers.
I looked to my right to see a small shop with a bunch of newspapers on some shelves or something, so I ran there immediatly and I took a newspaper. "Wait, Y/N! What are you doing?!" Matheo yelled, instantly running after me.
I took the newspaper aggressively and started searching for the date, my eyes widening in shock when I finally found it and read it.
3th August, 1914.
"Y/N.. Why are you suddenly so interested in newspapers?" Matheo questioned letting out a chuckle as he looked at me, raising an eyebrow. "You're acting so weird today.."
I was paralyzed in shock and fear, realizing that I was in the past. But the fact that I was in this time period scared me even more, the time where the 2 world wars would occur.
"Come on this is starting to get annoying!!" Matheo groaned in anger, narrowing his eyebrows. I ignored him, and eventually I passed out on the shelfs of newspapers infront of me, falling on them and then knocking them all over.
