Soul From Nowhere (Snatcher X Reader)

Chapter 26

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If someone sneaked up to a big tree, The Heart of Subcon, they would saw a really ridiculous scene. They would saw two souls sitting on a branch around which were floating strange wormy creatures suspiciously looking at one of them. They would saw a girl who was saying something, they would saw that she's at the edge of tears. And the other soul looking at her with a understanding in his eyes which were shinning like two suns. But this couldn't saw no one. Heart of the Subcon has been hidden very well.

"A-aé threw him to the well!" the emotions inside [Y/N] exploded. "Why did aé do het? He didn't do anything wrong!" she realized that this thoughts were running through her mind also when she realized what has she done with the Dwellers.

Moonjumper silently listened to her. She has really big heart.

"A-a-aé-" she started to drown under her guilt. "The worst."

She felt a cold claw of her friend on her shoulder.

"You're not the worst, Buttercup. That were just instincts to stay alive."

"Aé could do something different." she sobbed. "Try to explain, use chloroform..."

"First, you don't have chloroform and Author-chan would not borrow it to you. Second, chloroform causes cancer. Third, it's just a movie trick. You would use a lot of that to make him lose his consciousness. And it would cause a cancer as I said, so you would kill him. Now he could survive it."

"H-h-het was so deep. H-he can't m-m-make h-het." she sobbed hiding her face in hands. She was slightly shaking, how much the feel of guilt hurts. She was hiding the really big heart.

"Look at me, Buttercup." Moonjumper said. The girl looked at him with her big [E/C] eyes. "You're not the worst. You're not the heartless monster what you think you are. You're just very sensitive and..."

"Sensitive." [Y/N] repeated. "Let the emotions control taedh, an taedh die." she said coldly. "Taedh dice het like a statement but essea taking het like an insult."

She jumped of the tree and walked away letting Moonjumper alone and confused.

"Story collision, Moonjumper. It's all for story collision..."

[Y/N] was walking through the Subcon heading to one place. In her mind was resonating one question. Could that minion survive it? Feainnewed said that maybe yes. She was feeling so sick about what has she done. She'd like to run away from this forest and forget about everything. But she couldn't. She has a job here to do. Help these creatures. Until now she just hurt everyone. When she change herself maybe she could change everything to good. Help them...

"Maybe you couldn't help yourself but you could bring the light to other's people life."

"Very funny."

"You don't get me, Buttercup. What you've done here... What you've done for me... You are so empathic you should use it. Help the other ones. With your skills and personality it's the best thing."

"I-I'm not sure. What if I couldn't help to someone? What if I fail? It's so big responsibility. I-I'm afraid."

"Listen very closely Buttercup. This job could do only elite. And I think nothing else doesn't suit to you better than this. Just listen to people, be tolerant and empathic like now and everything will be great..."

And it was great. The happiness of other people brings the light to her twisted life. She could forget for some time at everything bad. She met nice people who they let her live in their houses. They were giving her a warm food for her helping.

But everytime, at the end, her heart was tearing apart when she was running away. Everytime has something happened that made her go away. Then she was just wandering through the world with the bloodying heart of sadness till she found another person who needs help. It was her job. The job that she loves and hates at the same time.

When she remembered at her old friend who suggested her this job who gave her this nickname... The sadness was always grabbing her already hurt heart and destroying it more.

Buttercup

She loves that nickname. But behind this love was still that memories which hurt a lot. She's trying to deal with it by letting everyone call her that but...for now it's not working. Maybe a lot of time will heal every wound.

The time also taught her to push her feelings to the corner of her brain, lock them, and focus on the other's feelings. Now she thinks that the locks are breaking and she's becoming more selfish than before. And she must change it.

What would her old friend said now?