Fawn's POV

My eyes opened slowly.

A low groan slipped past my lips as I used my arms to push myself up. Every muscle in my body ached, and I felt like I was going to throw up.

There was a ringing in my ears that wouldn't go away, and I had to blink a few times before my surroundings became clear to me.

Even when they did, I had to blink again.

All around me was what looked like my old apartment, where I came from before...

Alastor.

"Alastor!" I cried out, stumbling up onto my feet before tripping and falling straight back to my knees, hard.

I choked slightly on a sound of pain, before looking all around me to gain a better grip on this old reality.

This time when I got up, it was slowly and I shakily used my wobbly legs to carry me over to the small kitchen area of my apartment.

Was...was it all a dream...?

No...

Tears filled my eyes as I felt the faux marble countertop and my fingers started to shake when I realized what happened.

Electricity sent me there.

Electricity sent me back.

It was not a dream. That life...my life...was not a dream.

A hiccup made my shoulders bounce as I covered my face with my hands and fell to my knees, sobbing heavily. My entire world, my...my people...they're gone. It's all gone, all in the past.

Why, why after all that time would it send me back now, why after...Alastor...

Was he the reason I was there...?

"Good morning ladies and gentlemen! It's your favorite host, Alastor, and I do hope you're all tuning in..."

I jumped at the sound of a voice breaking through my melancholy haze, and my ears perked up at the familiar sound.

I whipped around to face where it had come from.

"A-Alastor...?" My feeble voice called out, only for my hopes to die when I saw my television playing the tape...

The tape.

I scrambled to my feet and ran over to the cassette player. It read the exact date and time I had been transported all those years ago...

I wonder if I'm 21 again...? I have no way to tell...the only thing I can feel right now is pain.

Snatching up the cassette player, I shook it violently, tears pouring from my eyes like a faucet.

"Send me back! Send me back, Godammit, send me back!"

My teeth grit and my arms began to hurt from shaking this stupid thing so hard. I yelled in frustration when all it did was rattle and make the picture on the screen go wonky.

I threw the player on the ground and it broke. My rage was overtaking my despair and I stomped on it, screaming as I shattered the stupid box.

"Why would you send me there! WHY! WHY! WHY!"

Every time my heel hit the black box, more pieces flew off and bounced everywhere until it was just a pile of junk.

The image on the screen had gone black and I couldn't help but weep into my hands pitifully. My daughter, my house, Alastor...the station...Edith...Niffty...they're all gone.

My cries got louder and more distressed the more my thoughts derailed, and I shook my head, not wanting to believe that this is really where it ends.

Where do I even go from here?

What do I do now that I don't have anything left to live for? There is nothing for me here...there is no happiness, no joy. There wasn't before, and there isn't now.

I feel empty, and numb...aside from the complete hatred I felt when I looked at the black tv screen.

"Fuck you..." I hissed at it, my body quivering with resentment as I took a slow step towards it.

This is all his fault. What a coward, planning our downfall from the beginning, and for what reason?

What, all because he wanted to fuck me?

I took hold of my small flatscreen and tore it off the wall, causing pieces of paint to flake off the wall.

"You fucking lair, coward, asshole, fuck you!"

With each insult I slammed the tv into the ground before it completely shattered and nearly broke in half.

I threw it aside and spit on it.

After that was finished, I stood in the center of my dark living room, the soft light from the lamp the only source of brightness...until a flash lit up the space and I jumped, covering my head in fear.

Then I felt the room tremble as thunder rolled overhead, and I realized it was raining. Storming, in fact.

A proper representation of how I feel, currently.

The silence was...empty. I never been surrounded by such a depressing void of noiseless pain.

The emotions weren't loud, bouncing around my skull like a drum. It was just...quiet. I had no idea what I was supposed to do from here, where do I go from here...I can't just keep living my regular, normal life. Not after everything I went through, not after the years I dedicated to a world that gave me so much more than this shitty one ever did.

Another flash of lightning lit up the room, and I turned towards my balcony door. Slowly I walked over, and slid it open.

The cold wind blew my hair back and water misted across my face as the storm raged and howled. The clouds swirled angrily and lighting bounced around inside them, occasionally striking in the distance.

Images of everything I lived through, the laughter, the pain, the love and the losses...the bad moments, the good ones...

So many good ones...

Tears fell down my cheeks as I stepped out into the storm and stood over by the balcony railing, looking upwards at the tempest downpour.

"How cruel to hand me something so beautiful, and turn it into such a mess..." I whispered, my tears mixing in with the rain soaking through my clothing.

Even my clothing was back to how it had been before...not a trace of who I'd become was left, only the shell of a woman I'd turned into a ghost.

"Why would you even bother sending me here? Why not just kill me along with him? Why take me from my daughter, why leave her as an orphan?"

My questions were answered by a sudden squall of violent wind, and I winced against the harsh sting of rain beating into my skin.

Slowly a smile rose to my face and I chuckled, and then began fully laughing as I nearly doubled over.

"Send me back!" I cried out, my laughter turning into sobs, "send me back, I'm begging you, I want to go back, please!"

My limbs shook and I let out an anguished cry into the stormy night. Nothing makes sense, nothing ever has since the moment I woke up in those woods...that day changed my life forever, but there was a reason I was sent there.

It wasn't just fate that put me there that day. Something far more powerful, be it god, or be it something else...

However...I'm done letting it dictate my life.

My sobs died down and I looked back at the sky with a stony expression.

"Fuck your reality. If you won't take me back to him..."

My shaking arms tensed as I used them to pull myself up onto the balcony railing. My apartment was on the 18th story, and the distance down made my stomach lurch.

Somehow I managed to stand up on the flat rail, but I had to turn and face my apartment so I wasn't forced to look at the drop.

"I'll take myself."

My words were final, and I'd made up my mind. In that split second, everything became crystal clear. He's out there somewhere, be it heaven or be it hell, and I will find him. I don't care where I have to go, maybe I'll hit the ground and cease to exist...

But at least I tried to find my way back to where I belong...

My foot stepped back, and my legs shook as the wind whipped my wet hair around my face. There was a pit of fear in my stomach that I tried to fight back, my body refusing to make the fall.

For a moment, I thought about my mother...what a tragic story, a mother and daughter both dead within a year.

I'm sure in the papers I'll be written as an anguished woman with little left to live for after the horrible death of her mother.

They'll write my death as a tragedy.

But that's just because they didn't get to see just how beautiful it was.

I let my weight fall back, and from there the rest was sealed.

Time seemed to go a bit slower...and the sound of wind howling grew quieter as my body fell. Now that it's in motion...it doesn't seem as terrifying.

Whether it be an afterlife, or maybe just silence...I'd be happy with either one. Maybe he'll be waiting there, ready to hold my hand again...maybe he's waited for me all these years.

I smiled softly, falling in slow motion through the turmoil.

As I looked up, my eyes widened as I saw an image of Alastor standing at my balcony looking down at me.

He was wearing a soft smile, his body looking slightly transparent and a bit shimmery. Even though the rain was coming down hard, he wasn't even getting wet even a little bit.

I reached for him, holding my hand out towards the apparition. Though, he didn't try to catch me.

It was almost as if he was there to comfort me, there to be with me...reassuring me that no matter what happened, he'd be there, and it would all be okay.

A calm feeling washed over me, and I let my body relax, no longer reaching up to the phantasm.

He raised his hand and gave me a small wave...and then the mirage was caught in the wind, his body blowing away like dry sand.

I let my eyes fall shut and let the peace take over my mind.

The last thing I'll be thinking of is that smile, and hopefully it'll be the first thing I see when I get where I'm going.

No measure of time will ever be able to keep us apart.

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Time Warp (Alastor x OC)
By:
Whatevers_whatev