(TW/- some foul language…I couldn’t help it y’all. Oh and some verbal abuse, I advise you to skip the flashback if you do not agree with my writing style/how cruel I made the flashback)

I smile as a take a deep breath of cool fresh outside air.

I am walking to my neighborly park just to get outside. Mostly because it has warmed up around twenty degrees in the past day from the quick-frost that shows up every once and a while.

Then I see him. I recognize him not from his gentle and kind voice as he calls me over but from his sinister aura.

“It’s good to see you, Draconion,” I say with malice.

“Come on Fawn, call me Drac, we’re close, remember?” He chuckles as he waved me to sit down. His grin giving me bad vibes.

“So Fawn, how have you been since I last saw you?” He asks as he turns his head towards me and gives me an odd smile with his eyes closed.

“Stop talking to me as if your my best friend or something!” I exclaim as I stand up, “Because I am not! Nowhere close! I have had struggles since you cheated on me! Real life experiences that you will never understand! You hear me!”

“Calm it Fawn-du,” He stops then looks at me with a grumpy glare, “I was summoned here by the Higher-ranks they told me to- they told me to explain something to you.”

“Fawn-dant, do you know where people go in the afterlife?” Draconian asks me sinisterly.

“Yeah, they get reborn,” I answer quickly, wanting this to be over with, especially with the dumb nicknames he had made for me.

“Mmmm…not really, they get to chose, to chose to go back to their body down in this earth, to stay with God, or of course Satan. Or to be reborn.” He explains, as if I’m simpleminded “You know when your family died? They all got to choose if they wanted to stay with you.”

“But they didn’t!” He starts to laugh wickedly, scaring me half to death, “They chose God over their own kin! You must feel so ridiculous, since you were second to your family. An insult to the human race, if you will.

You’re nothing, without somebody. And you have nobody in your stupid little life, except for yourself, why do you think I left you?”

“You’re face is ridiculous. You’re ridiculous, you’re a fake to you’re friends, to anyone in you’re life, they will always see a peasant, an idiot in need of someone,” He starts to laugh even louder as my muscles tense, “Like you could hurt me, even the sun and moon spirits rejected you. Even your dog, who ran away a week after you adopted him.

Everyone knows it, you’re just in this world, to be hurt, abused, and ridiculed. I can’t even believe the gods gave you a body, because kind, and selfless people, up in the heavens, need it more than your selfish ass, you fucking moron!”

I quickly sit up, soaking in sweat from the flashback, terrified of his damaging words.

“Tara…Ka-…” Mir stutters “Who…was that?”

“My ex,” I sob, tears running down my face, “He…That….”

“It’s ok,” Mir says as she wraps her arms around my neck and shoulders, her face resting on my chest.

Rysic’s eyes are wide open, his mouth crumpling into a squiggly line.

I wrap my arms around Mir’s back, resting my head on her shoulder.

Dynamite came up to me me and crouched down, “You know you aren’t worthless to us,” He smiles. “You’re the reason we’ve survived, when we were scared at the beginning, you led us here, to the top 125. You’re the one who warned me about picking my augments, I didn’t listen, so I’m stuck healing, but even then, you have kept us fighting, we only got here because you were brave enough to brave these wilds, but now…after that…I realize now…that we should appreciate you more, isn’t that right, Rysic?”

“Yeah, sure,” He mumbles, scratching the back of his neck.

“Then we can win,” Mir says, mumbled by my shit as she sits up, “If we’ve made it here, we can win. No matter what.”

{The End}

[Anyone who wants to has my full permission to continue the story from here, I am doing this because I’m kinda bored with this🤦🏼‍♀️but I would like it if someone ‘else’ continued this tale of four teenagers and a child. THANK YOU]