ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴇʀᴄʏ {ʟᴇᴠɪ ᴀᴄᴋᴇʀᴍᴀɴ}

the Return of Elise Abernathy

{Mercy's POV}

"Mercy, no!"
That was all I heard Levi shout before I succumbed to the darkness.
I looked around. I didn't see anything. My keyhole vision had disappeared completely as the device took over my mind and body. I was nothing but a mere consciousness as I stood in my own blank mind scape.
I began running. There was nothing else to do but find my way out.

I ran for what felt like miles, but to no avail. There was no tunnel of vision in sight. I had lost myself completely.
I knelt down on the hard ground and wrapped my arms around my torso as I wept quietly.
How could Levi kill my mother? Accident or not, how could he not tell me? How could I have been so blind?
"Gahh!" I screamed as my voice echoed into the vast abyss before me.

How could my father do that to me? How could he let those men lay a single finger on his little girl? How could my mother leave me? Why wasn't I enough?
Questions bounced against my skull until my head hurt, but only my echoing scream could answer my questions.
I knew the whole truth. I knew everything that had happened to me. I knew my entire childhood and upbringing. It all came crashing down when Jean said he saw Levi's name carved into my skin.
I continued to cry and scream as I held my own body. I wished I never knew the truth. I wished that I could have lived in blissful stupidity forever, but my grief caught up to me and always found a way to claw my innards into heaping shreds. I wished I could let it all go; let my grief be free of me and me free of my grief, but I couldn't help but hold its pulsating stubbornness in my hand as I felt every claw mark and scratch.
"You shouldn't be here," I heard a voice come from the distance, a voice I somewhat recognized.
I looked around but saw no one.
"Leave!" The voice shouted much closer this time. It sounded as if it was originating from behind me. I quickly turned around and gasped at the sight.