Carmen Sandiego Oneshots

Scrolling Through the Past (If Carmen Didn't Leave Red Base To Find Her Mother)

Credits to Carmen Sandiego Wiki/Fandom for some of the quoted phrases.

*me honouring Team Red as a Found Family ^v^*

CARMEN'S POV; 6 P.M., CARMEN BRAND OUTERWEAR, SAN DIEGO, CALIFORNIA

"Goodbye Gray. No wait, you prefer... Crackle,"

"Please, Carmen-- NO--!"

One shot of bright white light, and he fell, the hand twitching for a while before he stopped. Entirely.

The room holding the Eye of Vishnu is soundless, save for the sound of my breathing.

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"Gray?" I cried, shaking his limp, unmoving body. Tears unconsciously fall from my eyes, and my face crumbles into a miserable mess. Gray was trying to save me, and I killed him. What have I done? I take my red fedora off, throwing it onto the ground like a frisbee and letting my auburn hair fall over my face.

"Carmen, let's go," Shadowsan's voice comes in, all caring and slightly insistent. With no choice, I abandon Gray's body, leaving the Morocco Museum, struggling not to cry.

~

"Let Mama Bear give you one great big last hug goodbye!"

Coach Brunt only grips me tighter, and I hear my own bones cracking, the endless pain coursing through me as I struggle to breathe in, most of the air I need and am desperately trying to take in refusing to enter my lungs. Hoarse, cracking breathing noises come out of my throat, and I don't even have the voice left to tell Coach Brunt to stop. Anyway, why would she after I told her I was never going back to V.I.L.E Island? She isn't one to physically fight people until she gets what she wants-- in this case, me as the next seasoned and well-polished V.I.L.E Operative to walk the halls of V.I.L.E Academy.

The grip only becomes tighter, and only after I feel like I am going to die that I hear Coach Brunt's pained howl, and the grip on my chest loosening. I seize the opportunity to take in some desperately needed and precious air into my lungs, looking up to see that Shadowsan has applied the ninja pressure point pinch on Coach Brunt. But the next thought that courses through my mind is, oh no.

There's something about me, is that I tend to have a panic attack and sort-of-adverse reactions whenever I see any V.I.L.E Faculty member, because they give off the mood of I'm-going-to-kill-you-now-Sandiego. And this is what's happening now, as I inch backwards, panicking even harder reaching the wall. The end.

Shadowsan lets go of Coach Brunt's fleshy neck, and I watch as she slumps to the ground, soundless until her muscular body hits the ground with a resounding thud that I cringe at. I look back up at Shadowsan, the words coming out of my mouth in uneven breaths, "Still infighting, huh? Well, I wasn't going back with Coach, and I'm definitely not going back with you!"

He wields out his katana. Said that too soon. In a state of panic, I look down at the wrench next to me, immediately grabbing it as he moves closer to me, wielding the katana in a defensive stance as the next words that come out of his mouth seem to shock me, "I did not come to take you back." He swings the sword at me, and I hold it up to my face in a pathetic attempt to protect myself, expecting to feel blood everywhere around and on me, and shocked when I feel nothing but the already intolerable pain coming from my midsection and hearing the sound of metal chains clinking and their links breaking. Shadowsan wields back, and, still fearful, I look down to see the chains of my one previously locked escape route broken.

"I... I don't understand," comes out of my mouth in shaky breaths.

"Follow me now. No questions," Shadowsan says, voice implying insistence and authority.