Misfits (ekko x reader)

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Authors note: ekko will come don't worry and until he has an appearance I'll post daily, also I'm posting on other mediums like ao3, tumblr and quotev. I've already posted on ao3 and will post on the other two in near future. Anyway have fun :) xoxo
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The air was musty and thick, breathing hard and painful, dark surrounded everything exept for a weak, pinkish glare that was accompanied by a metallic clanking noise, something that stood out in the quiet empty void of the lowest place of the undercity.

Coughing and grunting could be heards as heavy objects were shoved around by various people, some young, some old, some scarred, other bat-like, it didn't matter who you were down there, nothing about you did, all of you were just worthless and useless pieces of moving meat.

Time from time muffled words escaped the workers mouth, their meaning varied. Some were complaints, others just small talk to make the work at least a bit easier. A shipment of shimmer was already being prepared.

You whipped swear off your forehead and leaned against a barrel you just finished loading, your little child arms supporting the rest. Panting you stared at the ground, your eyes wide and tired, until finally, you collided with the cold, dusty floor.

A bright, orange light triggered your eyes as they started to tear awake, loud noises were muted by your fading sleepiness as you shot awake, climbing up onto your feet. Now fully open eyes were darting around, panic setting in, you realised what the bright light was. Run.

Adrenaline filled veins shoved blood around your body and into your muscles. Your legs seemed to have a mind of its own, carrying you away from danger. Breathing was hard, you were heavy, still you ran. Head turned right and left. Fire was spreading. Burning figures wailed in the background, you didn't spare them any mind.

Your pace faltered, the exauation getting to you again and you collapsed to the neared building wall, scrambling into your own embrace, trying your best to breathe. Slowly rising shadow covered you, your eyes moved to look in its way, catching only a glimpse of a piltoverian uniform before a sharp pain screamed through the left side of your head. You collapsed again. Fuck.

You awoke in a cold room, concretely surrounding you in every direction but one, from where light seeped into the room through metal bars. Is this a prison? You stood up and looked around, finally noticing another figure was with you. A tough looking girl with dark pink hair was giving you a hard glare.