Forget [Fem! Red Leader X Reader]

Ignorer Fortiden {Part Three}

(Tori's POV)
After a long plane ride of Y/N sleeping on my shoulder, I felt the plane finally land. I discreetly shook Y/N awake and after a bit of coaxing, I convinced her that it was safe to get off the plane.

When she stepped off, I watched in amusement as she stared at everything in awe. It was hilarious to see her look at me, then look back at her surroundings. Then at me, then at her surroundings. The cycle went on for a while.

She waited for me to catch up to her, then we began walking throughout the city, with Paula trailing close behind. We landed in Paris, where the streets were extremely crowded. It becomes quieter at night. Y/N was watching with the same awe as people saluted to me as we passed.

We finally reached the building I needed to be at, and Paula began leading Y/N away to the place we would be staying at. Y/N, fortunately, didn't question what was happening. I sighed and entered the building to see Tamara, Ell, and Matilda sitting at the meeting table.

(Your POV)
Paula lead you to a tall building that was far away from where Tori was in. You had to admit, the fact that Tori wasn't there made you slightly upset because you wanted to spend a little more time with Tori for some odd reason, but you just went with it.

The apartments inside of the tall building were surprisingly large; especially for apartments. They reminded you of the apartments you, Ell, Matilda, and Tamara used to live in. The similarities shook you a little bit.

You noticed the walls were a pale yellow - the same color of the walls in Tamara's former apartment. It was a bit nostalgic, you had to admit. But it was a little too much. Tears were threatening to pass the weak barrier of your visor, but you drew in a deep breath and held back tears as you entered the large apartment.

The atmosphere was a bit gloomy; that was one of the things you disliked about this place. It was clean, at least, but everything seemed ten times eerier than places like these should be.

"Y/N? Are you alright over there?" Paula's voice asked quietly from the corner of the room. You simply nodded and wandered around; you didn't want her to worry.

You explored the apartment and uncovered things that seemed like exact replicas of the old things that you, Ell, Tamara, and Matilda kept in your apartments. A lot of memories made everything nostalgic; it was comforting and disrupting in your head.

A few of the things in the apartment looked like some of the things you used to own before you had to leave in order to lead the rebellion. You noticed the room with most of the things that used to be yours had F/C walls and a bed with sheets that were a slightly different shade of F/C than the walls. The carpet was a pale cream color and a medium-sized window was near the bed. A birch nightstand was next to the bed with a note and a picture frame on it. You approached the nightstand and picked up the note.

Dear Y/N,
I designed this room to look like your old one from when you still lived in England. I hope it makes you happy!
By the way, jeg elsker deg, and I'll be waiting for you outside the apartment at six o'clock. Paula will help you.
From, Tori.

You weren't sure what 'jeg elsker deg' meant, but you did know it was Norwegian. But only one thing was concerning and exciting you at the moment.

Tori cared about you?

(Green Leader's POV)
Fury flowed throughout my veins and I wanted nothing more than to strangle my 'siblings'. (Sibling rivalry am I right.)

"Nice to see you too, Shannon." My 'brother' says sarcastically, rolling his eyes. He had pale blonde hair and brown eyes like mine, and I hated that we looked so similar. It made me sick.

But I was startled at the contempt dripping from his voice. When we last saw each other, he was always polite to everyone, no matter if he liked them or not. He is becoming assertive, I reminded myself. And I don't like it.

"Respect me! I practically raised you two!" I hissed, but I was just pitiful due to my damaged state.

"Well, we've been doing even better without you." My 'sister' shot back, narrowing her single blue eye. I remembered - she only had one eye. And she was adopted from the streets, so she looked different from me.

Her hair was more of a golden shade of blonde and she had a dull, grayish-blue eye. Despite the fact that she only had one eye, it pierced through you like the sharpest blade. It made me uncomfortable.

"So what? Who fed you? Who gave you shelter? Who kept you warm? I did." I snarled. I subconsciously winced; they wouldn't trust me now.

"You simply need healing. Someone messed with your memory." Her gaze softened. "I'll give you a second chance," she promised. "If you will never kill anyone again."

"You know what," I sighed. "It's good to see you again, Preston, Lucinda."

I smirked.

(Tori's POV)
"Hello, Tori." Tamara growled, narrowing her now-digital eyes. I noticed the similarities to Y/N's visor. It was a bit unsettling to look at her.

"Good afternoon to you as well, Tamara." I replied sarcastically. She sighed, annoyed, but she hid her already obvious contempt and gestured for me to sit across from her. "As well as Ell and Matilda." I added, a bit more genuinely.

"I assumed you didn't bring Y/N with you?" Tamara frowned, clearly expecting a 'no'.

"No, she's still in Norway." I lied.

Matilda and Ell threw me a few suspicious glances. I tried my best to keep my composure, and eventually they let off. I internally sighed with relief as we began to discuss a peace treaty of some sort.