Sokeefe Oneshots

Healing

Guys I found this in my Google docs lol. I wrote this a really long time ago. I decided to post it!

I am Lucy Porter. I have been reading minds since I was seven years old. I grew up with humans. Just like Sophie Foster. 

Except NOT like Sophie Foster. Her mind shattered seventeen years ago. A year before I was incepted.

I am the moonlark, version 2.0. I have met Sophie once. She was sitting on a cot at Havenfield, where her parents still take care of her. Keefe Sencen lives there too, in the same state as Sophie. Poor thing was so in love with Sophie that his mind broke right after Sophie’s, screaming things about how Sophie was the only thing keeping him together.

Biana Vacker, the vice leader of the Black Swan, (Sophie is the leader, but she’s out of commission) brought me to the elves. She just popped out of thin air one day when I was thirteen, and told me it was time to go. Since then, I was trained in telepathy, got new friends, and now my purpose is about to be fulfilled; to heal Sophie Foster. She will train me from then on.

Sophie POV

Darkness. Light. Periwinkle, green, teal, cobalt, silvery blue, brown, gold, but most of all, ice blue. A gorgeous swirl of colors surround me for a second, but then it is dark once more. I think of Fitz and how he convinced me it was my fault. How he betrayed us all and told me he did it for me. Of Keefe begging me to stay with him. The nightmares. Ella appears for a second and I reach out to her. There are sweet-tasting ruckleberries. The stars surround me. They get closer and closer and closer until I name all of them. Upside-down smiles. Grady but with Edaline’s hair. Dex but with Grady’s pajamas. No rhyme or reason. Keefe’s smirk. Iggy growing and growing and growing and---

Sophie?

A soft voice shatters the image of giant Iggy.

Sophie, can you hear me?

I want to tell her that I do, but I have no mouth. Then I remember Prentice’s avatars. I remember my old self clearly enough to create a perfect mental avatar of my sixteen-year-old self.

“I hear you,” I say. 

Wow. Is that what you looked like when you were young?

“Why, is this not what I look like now? Nevermind, I don’t want to know.” I didn’t need to know how much of my life my guilt has wasted. But, I needed to know: “How’s Keefe?”

Um…

“Oh no! Is he dead?” panic coursed through me.

No… I’ll tell you later.

“Okay. Who are you? I can’t see you.” 

I’m Lucy Porter. And, uh, how do I make you see me?

“Just imagine your consciousness solidifying into an image of you.”

Like this? A gust of air swirled like a tornado, then dispersed, revealing a pretty girl with long, blonde hair in a braid and the exact same eye color as me. All in all, she looked the same as I do. She was wearing a dress the same silvery shade as Tam and Linh’s eyes.

“Do Tam or Linh have a son?” I winked at Lucy Porter as she blushed a deep crimson.

I’m here to heal you, Lucy says to change the subject.

“What about Fitz?”

We defeated him.

“Who’s ‘We’?”

Me and my friends.

“So you will heal me?

Yeah.

“Now?”

Yeah. Shall we start?

“Okay”

I felt a swell of happy emotions course through my body. My brain was getting warmer, my thoughts were getting more and more rational. I could finally think again!

My memories got clearer, but were still very muddled...

I woke up to a giant crowd standing around me. I blinked a couple of times as Lucy backed away. I could just feel my energy draining away due to my Introvertedness.

“Come on,” I complained, “don’t you remember I hate big crowds?”

The room exploded with cheers and shouts and sobs and screams and wow, it was overwhelming. Grady and Edaline rushed at me, strangling me in an embrace. Everyone else followed until I was literally suffocating. Finally, everyone backed up and I could look around. I saw Keefe next to me in an armchair and called his name. Everyone fell silent and I could hear what Keefe was muttering: “Sophie… Foster… Foster… Sophie…” 

“What happened to him?”

“His mind broke right after yours.” I ran over and dove into his mind.

It was all brown and gold and images of me.

Keefe POV

Keefe! Keefe, come out!

My entire being screeched to a halt. It was Sophie. She came back for me!

Keefe, where are you?

I'm here, I tried to say.

Keefe! Please, Keefe, come out!

I'm here, I'm here, I'm here!

Keefe?

Lady Fos-Boss?

Lord Hunkyhair! I've come to save you!

I felt my consciousness launch up, up, up, and I opened my eyes.

There was Sophie. She was pale, shaky, gaunt, bags under her eyes, but she could not have been more beautiful. Sophie Foster was perfect, no matter what.

"Keefe, I missed you."

"I missed you more, Foster."

It will all be okay now.

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The note I found that came along with this story:

PLEASE EDIT THIS DISGUSTING PIECE OF “LITERATURE” 

Yes, I love myself.

Did you guys see dat rushed ending?

Anyway

Requests?

I'm currently working on Don't I Know You part 2 but I accidentally deleted it because I am a goshforsaken failure

Anyway again

Smile!

-Spider-Keefe