Sorry if I'm stuck with the ol day making fanfics only on female povs, women are my favorite thing on earth sorry really T-T
Also sorry for the absence, I went through a lot and got diagnosed with bpd lol-
This chapter is a little different, be prepared.
You woke up in the middle of the night
You can't sleep, your soul is hurt and lurid... it might be the planets, stars, universe, a god, whatever, that is giving you all this intrusive thoughts of your past and your existence, the relevance you have on other people
There's no room for tears, you're to empty to feel them coming out.. just the knot in your throat
At least you can do whatever you want with your life, which is not that great knowing that no one will save you from your own decisions
You were on your bed, people can't tell the difference between your night dressing, and your casual outfits, so you just got up and put some comfortable boots. You didn't even check yourself in the mirror, your hair is just as messed up as if you messed it up on purpose
Usually you don't go out alone in the middle of the night, specially to lonely places such as the forest. But this night was different. There was a feeling in your guts, a revolutionary intention, and the moon was big, round and made of silver..
You took your phone, your wallet, stored them inside a backpack
You started playing london after midnight, depeche mode, joy division, sisters of mercy, and all the other good bands you know on your earphones, and went out to have a walk
The city is lonely, each minute it passes, the city becomes more natural, more trees, fog, less houses, hills
But the moon was always there, you followed it as if it was a star to guide your spirit to a refreshing therapy.. society can be a jerk sometines (always)
It's been a good while, probably its 2 am now
You felt tired enough to get some sleep finallyChecking the time on your phone, you sighed and decided to go home. You turned back and almost fainted at the sight of a big silhouette in front of you
Your heart skipped a beat, your body tensed and you were ready to defend yourself, but your gaze was so blurry you had to blink twice and rub your eyes
Just so when you open them, the silhouette was gone
''Fuck-''
You laughed and got excited at the thought of meeting a ghost
You got out of your thoughts when you heard a rasp low voice murmur something, you stood still for a moment, waiting for this spirit to be comfortable with you and approach youMaybe 15 seconds passed and no spirit communicated with you
''Follow me if you're still here''
You said, without thinking of the consequences, as you continued walking back home
Nothing happened all the way home, but when you opened your door, things got little exciting again
When you were about to close your door, you saw the same silhouette, but this time it wasn't blurry, just.. barely shaped and colored. You only noticed the white shiny eyes of this buff man with horns and long silk black hairYou startled, and didn't know how to react
'He's just a guest.. a dead and silent guest-' you thought
''Hello?''
You said, without entering your house. He stood there, without talking, but staring down at you''.....''
Will you let him come in? Sounds brilliant innit?
You came in, holding the door for him. And once again when you turned to face him, he wasn't there anymore. You peeked a little bit, sticking your head out from the door frame, but saw no one. Sigh. You came in again, only to see the ghost inside your house still staring at you.
Gulp
You tried to play it cool. 'Just a guest, just a guest..'
The idea of inviting a ghost in your house sounded amazing in your head, but seeing it face to face is something else. You practically can see how he died (if you know, you know)You closed the door behind you, and locked it. You looked at your new probably friend. 'What do i do now..'
What if you ask him questions? Finally a real use for your ouija
''Take a sit'' you motioned to the settee in your living room. He practically went blurry while moving there, and got in frame again already sitting. You went to a victorian showcase you had, and got your ouija from between some books. Placed it in the small table in the middle of the room, and sat besides the ghost.
You took a deep breath 'well, here it goes...'
(idk how does a ouija works entirely but if you know just imagine it)
You asked this ghost his name
The object you had your hand on, showed also the ghost's rough masculine hand on and in yours, and moved to ''E''.. followed by ''Q'', then ''U'', ''I'', ''U'' again, ending with an ''S''
''Why are you here?It took a second for Equius to respond, but then the planchette moved so quickly and smoothly
Almost you couldn't read
''you invited me and i came in''''....''
To be fair you didnt specify where exactly.
''uhm..''
You didn't know what to ask, until you noticed again his horns
''Are those horns?''
The planchette just moved to ''yes''''How come you had horns?''
He responded
''How come you don't have horns?'' he answered with a question
....
what?
''Nobody has horns-'' you replied''Everyone does''
What a weird dude, maybe he's delusional
''You can ask a question, Equius''
you heard a thick breath coming out from him, and he moved the planchette
''where is Nepeta''
''who?''
''where is Nepeta''
''I... uh.. I don't think I know that person-''
''where is Nepeta''
the room started shaking and the lights were fluctuating
You got scared, since his form seemed solid and physical now, you could see sweat drops forming in his forehead and his breathing went heavy, showing his crooked and broken teeth, the marks on his neck became dark blue, and you could now notice his skin is gray and his horns are orangish..
'HOLY FUCK IS THIS A DEMON'
''I'm not a demon!''
He spoke now, with his voice, your eardrums felt punched, he read your thoughts, he felt your fear
You jumped out of your seat, leaving the ouija on the table unattended
Equius got up too, he standing straight now, the blue feeling leaving and now becoming an intimidating spirit
You looked where to run, and saw someone in the mirror of the hallway
Someone even creepier, with larger horns, and a horrid makeup, your heart beat is racing, and you feel damn scared for your life
'what did i do?? oh god no..'
You noticed something, Equius had now a bow in his hands, and he broke it
You don't understand this, but he looks so furious and you feel he's going to chase you
'he's going to kill me, AND WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT THING'
You ran away, not seeing anymore the other creature, you locked yourself in your room, and as you heard Equius stomping to your way, you felt like fainting when you saw again in the mirror
The creature, the homeless hair, the large goat horns, the smeared make up, the torn clothes and olive tint in them
It's you, you screamed terrified, as you saw Equius broke the door with just a punch, getting his hand stuck in it, wood pieces flown
You took another look in the mirror, not believing what is happening, you saw your fangs, your reddish eyes, your ears
You're going insane
Equius finally broke the door completely and came in with the bow in both of his hands
You had nowhere to run, stepping back from him, you stumbled in with your daemonias
'Fuck!'
Equius tangled your neck with the bow's string..
TW: you already know what's coming (choking to death, gore)
He choked you, you had your fingers between the string and your skin, trying to loosen the grip, but its worthless
He pulled harder and you got your fingers cut, it stopped at your neck again, and he pulled harder once again, cutting your flesh easily
He got revenge
But won't find his meowrail in this world.
Characters Equius Zahhak, Gamzee Makara and Nepeta Leijon by Andrew Hussie. All rights reserved
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