The Manager (KDA Male Insert)

The Memories

2 Years Ago...

Garen: Y/N! Get up! Someone get him to cover!

The sound of gunfire echoed in your head as the world began to feel colder. You felt someone grab your arm and drag you along for what felt like ages. Your head was spinning and your ears were ringing.

Jinx: I got you, Y/N. I got you.

Another bomb went off which sent Jinx to the ground. She quickly got back up and grabbed you again. Finally, the two of you were behind cover.

Graves: How does he look?

You felt Jinx frantically look over your body before she found the two bloody holes in your chest. Her eyes then landed on the shrapnel intended in your arm.

Jinx: He's gonna bleed out if we don't get him immediate evac. Call it in.

Pantheon: I'm already on it.

Jinx grabbed your vest and sat you up. She then placed both hands on the wound as you slowly bleed out.

Jinx: Stay with me. Stay with me, you hear? Y/N? Y/N!

Your eyes shot open and you sat up. Your chest was covered in sweet and the metal tags hung loosely around your neck. The sweat made the tags stay connected to your body and you tried to calm your breathing.

You sighed before laid back down in your bed with your arm over your eyes. Another nightmare. Great.

You looked over at your clock and saw that it was still early. As in the sun wasn't coming up for a while. Still, you got up and washed up in your bathroom. You pulled one some clothes, a F/C shirt and some pants, before you pulled on your jacket and shoes.

You got out of your room and quietly made your way downstairs. You grabbed your helmet and headed outside without waking anyone up.

As you closed the door, Kai'sa popped her head up from the fridge.

Kai'sa: Hello?

She looked out the window and watched as you mounted your bike. You started it and drove off which confused her.

Kai'sa: Where's he going this early?

As you rode, your mind began to wonder back on your time in the military. The people you met, the things you did, the stories you had shared.

Your mind then shifted to your family back home. Or, what used to be home. It was a cold house now. Nothing to really return to. It's why you joined right after highschool. To try and find purpose in your life. To try and find a fit for you.

Instead you found nightmares and regret.

You would never hope to forget the times you shared with your brothers in arms, but you hated that you seemed to remember the worst of it the most.

You finally parked your bike and hopped off. You were now at some park that was completely empty due to it being as early as it was. You placed your helmet on your bike and headed down the paved path that led through the park.

It was still chilly but it wasn't windy. Not that you would really complain. You've come to hate the heat.

You walked around the dark park with your hands in your pockets. You should be asleep right now. You had a long day ahead of you.