Reader: Be the young man moving at 60 miles per hour towards his certain doom.
God, you wished it was just the doom the game had set for you rather than this convoluted fucking mess. Perhaps, if it was just another person- if it was just, for example... Sollux? You could deal with that. You had shared a mind. But you hadn't seen Sollux in so long, and you doubted he'd miss you... even if you sometimes missed him more than you cared to admit. The separation and fusion had been immensely painful, to say the least. Sustaining oneself on pure self hatred was never a good habit, and yet, you found yourself doing it more and more these days.
Rather than continuing on that same train of thought, you turned your attention to the window, and to the structures rushing past. Bridges, shitty monuments, was that a giant painting of a naked human woman coming out of a well on the side of that building?? Personally, you had never been able to understand landdweller taste. Did they just try to be shitty for the sake of being shitty? Whatever they had done, it worked. In the end, the only survivors were landdwellers. And you were fully prepared to admit that that was entirely your own fault.
Feferi wouldn't have kept going. If you'd let her finish you off... you would have been a doomed version of yourself, for sure, but honestly, what's the difference between doomed and dead? Everyone would have suffered considerably less at her hands. She could have and would have helped. She might have even healed those who died. Maybe she'd even heal you.
It was far too late to dwell on a time long past, though. Your interest was caught suddenly by too-familiar horns, too-familiar hair, too-familiar clothes and you had to consciously prevent yourself pressing against the window to catch a better look at her. You didn't want to alarm Mother, after all. Perhaps it was just your imagination, but you thought the troll you had seen looked remarkably like...
... Your thoughts were again cut off by the car suddenly drawing to a stop. For a moment, you were confused and disorientated, until you saw the horribly drawn monstrosity directly in front of you. Dear god. You couldn't believe this is where they wanted to meet. Did they want to blind you first so it would be easier to kidnap you? But you'd already agreed to come along. Did they just want to blind you because fuck you is why?? It seemed like something that Rose would do, and she had been the one messaging you. Or maybe it was all a ploy. A plot to have you come out here and have to stare at this piece of shit all day until you got sick of it and dragged Mother home. You stepped out of the car, closing the door behind you.
Standing out there in the open air, without a car roof to impede the view, it was remarkably difficult not to hate what entirely filled your vision. Green and black scribbles of what was meant to be a statue. You waited for a couple of minutes, silently daring yourself to do it, before stepping forward to see if you were actually able to touch the disgrace. Your hand met solid material, and you frowned, confused. It felt like grainy metal, somehow. As if the metal itself was a jpeg image. You supposed now that you had seen the first wonder of the world. Its unique style almost brought you to tears.
You felt a breeze behind you, and immediately turned, tense. You relaxed slightly when nothing was there, turning back to continue caressing the base of the statue. Unfortunately, you could no longer touch the jpeg lady, as there was a real lady now in front of you, in a much more appealing format. The format didn't make up for who it was though. You were mildly amused by the fact that she was still wearing the exact same headband as when you first met. As when you first saw her, you mean. You had never actually met her. The closest you had come was allowing her to explode your computer. You could have... stopped her, if you wanted to.
Totally.
She offered a strained smile, making it clear that she was in no way enjoying this either. You didn't appreciate the bluntness in her expression. Somewhere in the back of your thinkpan, you wished you could meet her face with the blunt edges of the rings you once had. It would be an enlightening experience.
"Eridan, I presume."
She held out a hand to shake, a gesture you hesitantly returned, slightly alarmed by how hard she squeezed your hand. You were only slightly alarmed, because the rest of your anxiety was being used on everything else wrong with this situation.
"yeah thats me"
She turned her attention to Mother, who, unfortunately, did not catch the sarcasm in her smile. Or the sheer brutality of it that told you that you were going to die tonight, it wasn't going to be pretty and you needed psychiatric help that she wasn't going to give.
"And you're CB?"
"Yes, I am."
"I hope you don't mind me taking your charge for a trip."
"Not at all."
Something in you had the nerve to feel betrayed.
"We'll be back before school starts on Monday. How's that?"
"But... it's a long weekend?"
Rose only smiled ominously. You felt like you were going to fucking piss yourself, right here, in front of everyone. Thankfully, your body instead decided to clamp the fuck up and refrain from excreting embarrassing fluids.
"He'll be back."
You waved stiffly, and you were gone- not like the wind that you had supposed, however. It felt a lot like dying, only more compressed, and you weren't actually dead at the end of it.
Your feet soon slammed down on solid ground, and you swayed, disorientated by the sudden shift. A voice rang out from behind the two of you.
"Youre Back"
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The Unfortunate Circumstance Called Reincarnation (A Homestuck Earth C fanfic)
Fiksi PenggemarEridan Ampora didn't want to be alive. He didn't want the memories of what had happened to flood back to him, but he wasn't given much of a choice. It's hard to forget when your killer is a goddess. It's even harder to forget when she and her girlfr...
