Forget [Fem! Red Leader X Reader]

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(Your POV)
The days of the lifeboat being less crowded were over. There, standing on a rock, was another person. You stared off into the distance, ignoring what was happening altogether.

You heard whispers. When you looked up, the captain was pointing at one person that was directly across from you. She had a twisted smile.

Another death. Will any of us live?

Everyone - including you and Ell - stood up to perform the action that you hated. Then the figure in the green trench coat was pushed off, into the raging black ocean.

You began to hum the song that perfectly described your situation.

I float in a boat,
in a raging black ocean.
Low in the water,
and nowhere to go.
The tiniest lifeboat,
With people I know.

Cold, clammy and crowded,
the people smell desperate.
We'll sink any minute,
so someone must go.
The tiniest lifeboat,
With people I know.

Everyone's pushing!
Everyone's fighting!
Storms are approaching
there's nowhere to hide!
If I say the wrong thing,
or wear the wrong outfit,
They'll throw me right over the side!

I'm hugging my knees,
and the captain is pointing.
Well who made her captain?
Still, the weakest must go.
The tiniest lifeboat,
Full of people I know.

The tiniest lifeboat,
Full of people I know.

You were having hopeless thoughts. What if I'm stuck in this tiny lifeboat forever? How many people am I leaving behind?

Tamara
Matilda
... Ell ...
Philipa
Abbigail
Thorn
Paula
Patricia

... Tori ...

You felt your heart slowly begin to crack. The pain inside your chest seemed unbearable; gnawing away at your emotions. The feeling of vulnerability was setting over. It was only a matter of time until your heart shattered entirely.

(Tori's POV)
It's annoying. Whenever I have meetings with them they always blame me for something. It doesn't matter what, it doesn't matter how.

"... Red leader. Red leader!" I heard someone saying my 'name'. I looked over to see one of my favorite soldiers, Philipa.

"Yes?" I turned to to short female.

"We have received news from the southern border that Henry has rebelled and killed three soldiers: Lucinda, John, and Sage." Philipa explained. "Some people are saying that they saw him meeting with Green leader."

Fury boiled deep inside my stomach. How was she alive? Despite the anger, I mustered the patience to talk.

"Thank you for telling me this. I will announce the information and such on the loudspeaker immediately." I stated. Philipa, with a determined expression on her face, nodded. "Are the bodies of the victims here or are they still untouched?"

"They're here, ma'am." A male's voice came from behind us. It was Alexander.

"You two should get some rest. I think you'll need it." I dismissed them with a wave and a nod.

I entered my office, then I walked into my room, closing the oak door behind me. "Joan? Are you here right now?"

"Yeah. I'm here." Joan appeared with a look of pity on her face. "What do you need?"

"Have you seen Y/N? At all?" I asked, pleading for an answer.

"Yes, actually ..." Joan murmured. "She's in some kind of world where she sits in a lifeboat with so many other people. Sometimes they throw each other off when it gets so crowded that the boat will sink."

"Will she make it out alive?" I whispered the word, almost so softly that I couldn't hear it.

"I don't know," She sighed.

"I don't know."

(Henry's POV)
"Red leader won't even know what hit her ... especially since she'll be dead anyway." The one-eyed woman cackled.

The other people in her small camp laughed along with her. She was creepy - and that Eric guy too. They both have missing eyes and don't bother to cover the hole in their face. I've noticed that most of the people in the new Green army are missing their right  eye and don't cover it.

"Henry!" Green leader was in front of me, a twisted smile on her face. "Meet me inside my tent. It's important."

I nodded. Eyes were following me and I could feel drops of sweat running down my face. I pushed the fabric flap out of my way and entered her tent. Green leader was sitting in a large chair that was pulled up to a dark oak desk.

"Ah, I see you did as I said." She laughed in an unsettling way. The snow blonde stood up. "Follow me."

She exited the tent and I bounded after her. I felt the eyes on me again; but they were somewhat sympathetic stares.

We arrived in a small clearing. I looked around. Nobody was there except us. This is a bad thing.

"So, Henry," she said my name in a chilling tone. She must've noticed the fear in my eyes because her eyes darkened. I trembled.

"Are you scared of me?" She asked. I glanced from left to right, trying to find an escape route. I made a big mistake when I killed my friends. I nodded.

"Good."

She ran at me, scaring me. She pulled a sharp dagger out of the belt she was wearing. I was frozen in shock, unsure of what she was going to do. She raised the gleaming blade and stabbed my right eye. I screamed.

(Thorn's POV)
"Where's ma?" I tugged on a blue overcoat. They person turned around, and they intimidated me. I knew who they were.

She was 6' 1" with hair that was a mix of honey and chestnut. Her single eye was silvery-gray and for some reason her other eye was covered with an eyepatch. Her eye was shiny as if she had been crying. She wore a red sweater beneath a blue overcoat.

"Hey, kid." She responded. Did ... did she just call me 'kid'? My heart was bursting with excitement. "What do you need?"

"Where's ma?" I repeated my question. Her face darkened, and she pulled me into a hug.

"She's ... sleeping. I don't know when she'll wake up, but she will eventually. She won't give up." The woman who I identified as 'Red' was smiling softly.

"Uh, I don't know how to ask this, but ..." I murmured.

"Yes?"

"Can I call you mom?" I asked.

She froze for a moment, before giving me a reassuring smile.

"You can."