Y/N POV
I start running a bath.
Work had me tired this weekend, so I'm going to chill while I shop for some more tires.
Can't be asked to stand and clean myself.
I strip down and lower into the tub... oh... fuck...
I lean my head back, smoking a cigarette in the process.
Shit... I drift off again...
FLASHBACK
???: THE MONEY!!! THE MONEY SHITHEAD!!!
He cocks his cannon again, aiming at dad.
Dad... I gotta do something.
I grab one of the wrenches from the toolbox.
Dad: P-please... my wife is dying... I have a son...
???: Yeah! We don't want an orphan, NOW!!! CASH!!!
I scuddle under the car, getting behind him, ready to whack the guy.
Y/N: Get away from my Daddy!
Dad: Boy, no!
*LIGHT SMACK!*
The smack wasn't enough to break the bottle, but enough to make him grunt.
That was enough to push the masked man over the edge.
Viktor dives, grabbing me and sheltering me from the man.
I close my eyes, and all block out the sounds I hear with the motor oil I smell on his boiler suit.
*BANG! LASER BLAST! BLOOD CURDLING! BODILY THUD!*
I look up from Viktor's grasp, the masked man is on the floor in two, his corpse burnt by Vik's laser arm, and... where's dad?
Y/N: Uncle Vik! Where's dad?!
Vik: We need to go... close your eyes...
Vik gets up and holds my head against his chest as he carries me out, I didn't get to see the aftermath.
But... seeing the wrenches on the board painted with blood, I could take a wild guess...
TIMESKIP!
Mom: Y/N... my son... my little fixer... take my hand.
I take my mom's hand, shedding more tears.
Viktor is gently rubbing my shoulder.
Mom: Viktor... you must... you must take care of my boy... And Y/N, you have to go on for us, you have to.
She puts her one hand on the side of my face, coughing a little.
She kisses my forehead as she lays there in the hospital bed.
Y/N: M-m-mom... I...
Mom: I love you...
Y/N: I-I love you too... I... oh mom! Mom!
Mom: Shhh... shh... hey... Vik.
She flicks her eyes to the left, what does Vik do?
Vik: Come, boy... let me show you something...
Mom: Go with him... go-go with him... egh...
Y/N: Goodbye... mom... f-feel better okay?
Mom: I will... trust me...
Vik leads me out of the cracked hospital room.
Vik crouches down to my level.
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Fast Man! (K/DA x Male Reader)
FanfictionA boy who did way too much street racing and learned cars at a super young age! Ultimately, he ruined his life because of it. But did that stop him? No, it didn't, he's a fast man! He works fast, runs fast, drives fast, and even... mingles fast. A s...
