Mituna x Reader

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Sitting patiently on a bench at the park, you wait for your morail, Mituna Captor. He wanted to meet you here to ask you something important today. At least, that's what he said. When he wanted to see you? Well, about 2 hours ago. The Alternian sun was going to rise in the next few minutes and if you wait any longer you're going to fry. Before you could run back to your hive, you notice Kurloz running towards you, faster than you've ever seen him run, and for the first time, no stitches covering his mouth.

You are the only human on Alternia. You don't know how you got on the strange planet. All you know is that you were found by a troll when you were only a couple days old. You were starving, naked, and cold. Thankfully, you were in a small cave. Therefore, the dangerous sun was unable to reach you, likely killing you straight away if you were out in the open. Your guardian; a beautiful troll with blood the color of jadeite, always told you how much of a miracle it was you survived and that you were a walking good luck charm. She was gorgeous, even though she almost always wore a tattered brown cloak that cover every inch of her body and a hood with two holes for her perfectly shaped horns. She taught you so many things; how to be kind, how to be accepting, but most importantly, how to be brave. To protect you from others, she sewed a very large cloak to hide your ______ (S/C) skin. The hood was even bigger than her's. She made sure it also covered your ______ (H/C) hair. She even went out of her way to make you horns shaped like those of a jade blood like herself, along with a headpiece to keep them on, but that wasn't the difficult part. The hard part was that she had to use blood from other lowbloods- even mixing to get the perfect shades of yellow, orange, and red. She didn't kill anyone, only stole blood from the recently passed. Of course, she never told you about her use of blood, but either way, you were extremely grateful.

Your world was perfect for many sweeps. Ignoring the human features, you grew up to become a very attractive troll. Okay, so you weren't a troll, but in your defense, no one really knew what you were, even you never had any idea of what you were.

But of course, all good things eventually come to an end. Your happy-as-can-be life soon went spiraling downhill when your beloved guardian disappeared.

One day, she went out to do a few errands. That was the last time ever seeing her again. If you would have known that you be your last encounter with you, you would have never let her go in the first place.

But alas, you didn't.

Yet, you lived on to continue your own story since that is what your guardian would have wanted.

And that's where you are now, sitting on a bench, in front of Kurloz as he signs the first most shocking thing you will ever hear in your life.

***

You sit quietly on a white chair in the waiting room of an Alternian hospital, attempting to hold back your tears, which would stream you gray makeup. "Y/N? You can visit now," a nurse quietly says, yet loud enough for you to hear.

You nod and follow the strange women into the sorrowful hospital hallways. She turns into one of the rooms, you continue to follow.

There, on the silky-white bed sheets, is your Mituna. You've never seen him in so much pain.

"(Y/N), you see, he overused his psionic powers. It seemed to have damaged his brain," she hands you a couple of Mituna's brain scans, "which might lead to memory loss." Your hands trembled as you eyed the glossy black and gray scans. "So, w-what you're saying is th-that he might forget m-me?" your lips trembled as you struggled to speak. "We will just have to see when he wakes up..." the nurse trailed on as tears threatened to fall down your gray-painted face. You walk over to Mituna's still body as the nurse leaves the room. You fail at keeping your tears in and the transparent orbs trail down your face. You stumble as you make your way to a chair. You throw your head back in frustration. It's not fucking fair, you think to yourself.

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