A Short Visit to Mother

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(A/N): First one!

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"Have you ever wondered why we're here?

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Well right now, I'm wondering why I'm here. No, this question isn't as existential as the last one. I'm wondering why in the actual fuck am I here, waiting behind this stupid crate instead of being on a goddamn ship already!!! What's taking so long for takeoff," I whisper scream into my audio journal.

"Now boarding, flight TM-18-5-4 to the MOI," I heard on the PA System. I peeked out from my hiding place to see UNSC soldiers moving to get ready for flight. I had been planning and executing this hitchhike plan for quite a bit. It took me a while to get from earth to this random military complex and what I'm looking for better be where I'm going.

"Looks like my flights here. This is (Y/n) Church, Logging off," I ended my journal entry. I looked across from me and saw a crate labeled "Cargo".

'Really,' I thought. I looked both ways and when the coast was clear I rushed across and jumped in the crate. The crate was filled with dry food rations and packing peanuts. I waited silently and eventually heard footsteps and the crate went dark when they put the lid on. I felt weightless for a moment as they moved the crate onto the transport ship. The sound of footsteps and the ramblings of soldiers faded. I must of been put in the cargo hold. I let out a breath of exhaustion and decided this was a good time to take a nap. In all the haste and stress of getting to this point, I forgot just how vital sleep was to humans. I hadn't slept for about a week. I tried to make myself comfortable. My mother's voice echoed in my head. It reminded me of something.

"Can't I skip it this time?" I ask the voice. I am too tired to make fun of myself for talking to myself. The voice came back stronger and I had to comply, "Okay, Okay! Fine." I shift myself into my best kneeling position.

I close my eyes and put my hand together "How'd it go again? Um, Now I lay down to sleep, I pray for my heart?- No - my soul to keep. And if I die before I get up, I pray for god my soul to have."

...That wasn't even close to right. Whatever. I deemed the makeshift prayer good enough and fell asleep.

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"(Y/n)," her voice called out, "(Y/n)."

"What is it, mom?" I ask. I felt like I was floating and falling at the same time. My head felt like it was scattered and all my thoughts were drifting away as soon as they came. I saw stars and planets all around me moving peacefully or maybe not moving at all.

"I love you (Y/n), I always will. He would have loved you too. I know he would've." Her usually cold voice held warmth in it. It was a warmth only reserved for me and maybe even him too.

"That's what I want to find out mom," I say to her. "I have to find out for sure. I have so many questions for him. Why did he leave us? Or did we leave him?" I ask her. These were questions I would ask her almost every day and yet her answer was always the same.

Her answer was always depressed and cryptic silence.

Suddenly the world around me seemed to implode toward me I was suddenly pulled upward.

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