The Life Series Oneshots

{Freedom? Pt 2 - ??? + HC - 🥀}

TW'S
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Caged.

He was caged.

Scar was in a different room, he though that he was all alone.

Except he wasn't.

There was a Watcher close by, staring at him through the bars.

Grian gritted his teeth, glaring at the Watcher.

"Where did you put Scar." He spoke, his eyes now purple, a few scratches on his face. The Watcher looked down at him, their acidic smile growing even wider.

"Not going to tell you." The Watcher responded, bending down and flicking Grian's forehead. Grian shoved the Watcher away, his eyes glowing more purple with every passing second.

"Where. Is. Scar." Grian demanded, his wings starting to turn purple as well. The Watcher took a step back, raising their hands.

"Look, look, you shouldn't be getting mad. It won't help with anything." The Watcher tried. Grian raised his hand and a dark ball formed.

"I don't care!" Grian shouted, releasing the ball and making it hit the Watcher. The Watcher was thrown back against the wall, and was struggling to get up. Grian quickly teleported out of his cage, stretching his wings, and grabbing a spear from the wall.

"Hey hey hey, you know you can't do this-" The Watcher was cut off when Grian stabbed them in the neck. The Watcher started to cough up blood, and Grian took that as a good sign, before raising the spear again.

He stabbed the Watcher in the chest.

Again.

Again.

And Again.

Until the Watcher was no longer moving or twitching.

Grian took the bloodstained key from the Watcher, twisting it around.

Grian had blood splattered onto his face, and a wicked smile formed.

Yet, his smile faded when he remembered about Scar.

'Shit. I have to go find him.' Grian thought, throwing the spear to the side and running off. He spread his wings and took to flying, as it would make him go faster.

While he was flying, he also killed any Watcher he saw, which ended up in him killing almost all of them.

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'Why do these damn Watchers have so many halls?'

Grian flew around the halls, checking every room to see if Scar was there. When he encountered any room with Watchers inside, he made himself invisible so they wouldn't see him.

While passing one room, he heard the Watchers talking. Making himself invisible again, he silently listened to their conversation, seeing if they mentioned Scar at any point.

"... So, what happened?"

"I demanded him answers of what he knew about us and about him being a winner."

Grian froze, he immediately knew that it was about Scar.

"And?"

"He refused to answer me, or he would just speak and then stutter. I got mad at him, and well..."

Grian saw their faces look down, and so did too.

The Watcher who was speaking about Scar was holding a bloody blade.