Strange Stories (MultiFandom Oneshots)

Heart of Jewels

FANDOM: OC
AU: Heart of Jewels (MY OWN IDEA THOUGH IDK IF ITS ORIGINAL)
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  When you get to an age between child and teenager, considerably 10 - 13, you are bound to experience an impactful event. This event gives you a jewelry, and that jewelry is your heart, shifted to a shape as a memorial of that event.

  As long as you wear your heart, you would be a normal, usually happy, emotional human being. But when you don't, you become numb, and if you are unlucky enough to be still rather young, possibly a few years after 13, you would be considered a freak.

  Of course, there are dangers of wearing your heart. Along with other dangers of the world, there are people who go after hearts of others. Either for fun, evil desires, or their own pleasures.

  Once a being has a grasp on your piece of jewelry, they can do anything to you. From death, to torture, to slavery, and in the end no one can interfere. It's just the way our hearts are made. Whoever has grasps of it, get to have grasps of our mind.

  As of this commonly known danger, many people are afraid to show their heart, not many people are of oblivious compared to the massive amount of those in your world. People would hide their hearts, either locking it away or wearing more than one jewelry at once. Some just couldn't let them know.

  About 86% of people in our world population are too scared to even as well as give it even someone they claim to be head over heels for. They don't trust anyone with anything as dangerous as their own hearts.

  Me though..? You can say....

   I'm a different case.

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GOLDEN'S POINT OF VIEW

  I don't have my piece of jewelry. I don't know if it was lost, destroyed, stolen, or if it just disappeared. Anytime I ask the superiors they ask me to drop it. They never even allow any information to slip by.

  My middle years has always been blurry. From 10 to 13, they were all gone. A loss of memory of 4 years. As if it never existed, and with me being at a young age of 14, I feel even emptier than ever, my lack of memory of anything before that time not helping either.

  Now, not wanting to be an outcast, I wore a tag and cross necklace all the time together. It'll prevent someone from telling which is which, and if they ask, I say a simple thing, 

    "Voids are hidden, so shall my heart."

  And no one else questions and leave it at that. They can think of me as weird and leave it at that, hopefully leave me alone as well.  Better than risk then finding out.

  They always say I'm a freak, through my emotionless facade, and my antisocial outside, but I can't feel anything towards that. No need to complain, feel angry, argue. They are right, I am a freak.

  If I wasn't emotionless, I might as well as have gone insane for my lack of memories.

  But one day, I met someone quite interesting.

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  'Hey'

  I was on the school's rooftop, the time running towards the end of lunch break as I sat in a place no normal people go. The only one who do come here would be ones willing to jump off the roof, whom I gladly talk out of it, or me, just some antisocial freak.

  I look up to see the face of the intruder to be met with cheery violet eyes. I simply nod as in a way of saying hello. I don't really talk to people, so, you can say conversation scares me by itself.