New to Life | Chapter 11
Steven Grant/Marc Spector x hispanic! Teen! Reader
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Warning: Almost SA event at the end
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Y/N walked through the automatic doors wearing a grey hoodie, sweatpants, and sneakers. Her eyes felt puffy but not in the way that one does after crying. It was more of her eyes feeling so tired, that she was able to feel her eyebags. Because of this, she probably seemed like she would yell at you or rudely speak to you if you were to exchange a word. She scanned the grocery store for the aisle where she could start shopping. She grabbed a red plastic basket near the entrance and made her way through the crowd of scattered people.
After last night's incident, she was rather paranoid about there being a murderous god roaming around. Oh and of course to top it all off, she finds out her powers are some kind of leech. Sadly, she couldn’t even tell her friends since they were threatened by the very creature. Coming back home, she couldn't rest knowing that at any moment, that thing could go and bite her head.
She only got a few hours of sleep due to the lack of it and awoke with a migraine. She walked to her fridge, thinking it was because all she needed was a nice breakfast, and lo and behold. Her food was all moldy and expired. It made sense since she was gone for a week. Groaning, she decided to go grocery shopping with the last of the money she had saved.
Which is what she was doing now.
She grabbed a can of ravioli while browsing the select items on the shelf. She could buy actual groceries and ingredients, but she was looking for something quick to make. As per the square price tag on the shelf, if you bought four, you would only pay about 2.44 pounds. It sounded like a good deal, well to her at least, she didn't know if it was worth it or not.
She put them in her cart and proceeded down the aisle to see if there were any other items she could buy. As she stared at the packets of dry pasta, she considered making soup like her mother used to make. It would mean her calling her for instructions on making it, but it's worth a shot. She kinda wanted to get Steven's and Marc's reactions to foods she grew up eating. She went to the next aisle and discovered a variety of cereal.
She moved on to the cereal boxes aimed at children, who wanted something sweet. Is she concerned? No, it wasn't childish if it meant she could eat. A familiar deep voice came into her ears as she looked at two boxes and thought about the taste.
“Food”
“What do you think im doing?” She whispered in an annoyed tone.
“Not that, I am talking about those”
Puzzled, she turned to her right side and saw a woman probably in her 30s. She had a toddler in her cart who pointed to the items she thought were tasty. Y/N's eyes widened and she returned her gaze to the shelf.
"You are not going to murder a mother and her child! Plus, I need t buy actual food for myself, not you," she said quietly.
As she continued to browse, she noticed the price of (favorite cereal) which was a little higher for her taste. Sighing, she returned it to the shelf and examined the off-brand items. Her 'friend' seemed to notice.
"Why don't we team up? You take whatever food you need, and I eat any guards who try to stop you. It's a win-win situation"
"You want to rob the store?" She says it loudly, which causes the mother beside her to look at her strangely.
She quickly pulls out her phone and implies that she is on a phone call. Making it appear as if she was on the phone with a friend who was cracking jokes. The woman nods and returns her attention to her shopping.
“…we aren’t about to do that” this time she says it in a hush tone.
“It is a good plan though”
“Thats a terrible plan”
“How?”
"Because you're still going to be murdering innocent people!" She becomes quiet as she realizes her words were too loud.
The mother looks at her, shocked and terrified. She moves quickly away from the aisle with her child and away from Y/N. Y/N groans and runs her hand down her face while gripping the basket handle.
“Great, now I look more of a crackhead than I already did” she mutters.
She grabs the cheapest box and heads to the milk aisle to get out of there as soon as possible. She started walking back to the apartment building after she paid. She looked over the bag of groceries she had purchased, relieved that she had purchased enough items.
Moving through the crowd of people who were most likely late for work, she calculated that she wouldn't be home for another block and ten minutes on the bus.
As she walked down the street, she noticed a homeless man sitting on the ground with a cup in his hand. Most likely, asking for money.
“How about him? He does not look innocent”
"Jesus, are you still talking about eating people? No," she said, her face scrunched.
“But you said innocent people were the ones I couldn’t eat”
"That's an innocent person, dude," she said as she looked at the man who flipped her off for staring, "maybe innocent."
“You are changing the rules”
"I haven't changed a thing. How about I ask you questions instead because I need a very good explanation," she gestured with her hands, drawing a few pairs of eyes to her.
“Why did you decided to show yourself now instead from the beginning?”
“You were busy with other matters”
“Like?”
“Those animal beings with powers”
“You mean the Egyptian gods? You were scared of them?” She scoffed
Y/N arrived at the bus stop, where many others were waiting, most of whom were dressed in business suits and carrying briefcases. She waited away from the crowd, however, because she was speaking with the symbiote.
“I was not scared, I just did not want them to know about me. Especially the female one”
“You mean Hathor? She was sweet though”
“She was not”
When the bus arrived, everyone shoved each other. As the last person to arrive, Y/N pushed her way through the crowd in search of a seat. Finding one, she rushed over to it as if a spotlight was shining on it, but it was won by a man. Her shoulders sagged and she groaned, continuing to stand while clutching the bus's handle.
Surprisingly, Mania remained quiet on the bus ride, which Y/N quietly thanked. She didn't want to risk appearing even more insane on the bus, and she was still tired. So this was a welcome relief from dealing with the symbiote.
The bus came to a screeching halt at Y/N's stop. Her feet led her down the path to the apartment, hopping off. She shoved her hands into her pockets as the cold air blew in. She quickened her pace to get home faster, grateful that she had decided to wear baggy and warm clothes. The building was visible in the distance, as was the merchants' who were outside of it.
She walked past many sellers as she approached. Most of them she recognized, and some of them recognized her. Before the trip to Cairo, people would say things like "good morning" or "afternoon." The greeting was always returned by Y/N, but that was it. It was the same in this case, one said 'hello' and she would say it back.
She looked at the number screen as she passed through the pair of doors and into the elevator, waiting for the 5th floor to appear. She returned her gaze back to her grocery bag and placed a hand on the milk to ensure it wasn't warming up. But who was she kidding? It was cold outside, so the milk had to be fine.
The doors opened and she stepped out as the elevator chimed. There was no one walking down the hall, so she could talk to Mania if she wanted to. However, Marc and Steven would be suspicious if they were in their flat. And she didn't want them to be a part of her problem. So she decided to keep her questions until she went inside.
Opening the door, she walked in and made her way to the kitchen. She placed the bag on the table and began putting the items back in their proper places. It was quick because all she had to do was put away cereal, ravioli cans, milk, and other items.
She then walked over to the couch and took a seat. Her hands were on her lap, and she was staring at the wall. She was considering the questions she wanted to ask. She began at the beginning in order to gather as much information as possible.
“All right, so what really happened at the alley? You know the day we met"
Mania stayed quiet before it started to speak.
"The body I was controlling was physically weak, and I needed a replacement. That's when you passed by."
"And you picked me? Why? Also, what was the deal with the red explosion?"
"...I lunged at you, trying to eat you. Because your human mind couldn't comprehend, it created that image of a blast. Also, I did not choose you; it just happened that you were a good fit for a body."
"Wait, you're telling me I was about to die that day, but I survived because we were a match?" Y/N paused.
With that piece of information, her life changed a little more. Yes, she had the option of dying at the tomb, but she chose to return. She would not have returned if she had died at the start. That would have been the end of the story.
“So when I blacked out, did I actually die?”
“You did, but when I took over, I healed your body”
“Wow…so I died three times” she swallowed the thick saliva in her mouth. Her mind went blank.
“It is two actually”
“Doesn’t matter. Okay wait then why didnt you heal me back at the tomb?”
“When you were hurt, I decided to get out of your body and leave. You were not the effort”
Y/N scoffed offensively, “Oh so you just decided to leave me behind?”
“I came back didn't I?”
Y/N leaned back on the couch, her arms crossed. Knowing she wasn't as important to hurt her a little, even if the opinion came from some creature. She imagined what would happen if she died that night in the alley, and how everyone would react.
Of course, her family would be devastated. Her siblings would be blaming themselves for not making an attempt to better her home life. Her parents would probably be distraught and believed they should have tried to convince her to stay in California.
But Steven. He'd probably be bewildered, wondering how he could have let that happen. He would be saddened to learn that his friend had died. Marc would probably feel terrible for leaving her to die. He wouldn't forgive himself.
Speaking about those two, she still wondered about how she was able to hear them through reflections.
“By any chance, are you the reason why I was able to hear Steven and Marc in mirrors?”
“Perhaps”
“What do you mean perhaps?” She mocked it.
“I realized you were not so capable, so I went to them multiple times, but they were...unexpected. That lead me back to you"
That still didn't answer her question, and she was irritated at being called weak. Marc and Steven, on the other hand, would have dealt with it. Their stress level would have most likely skyrocketed and who knows how they would have changed.
"I assume you're confused. When I returned to your body, I believe I brought some traits from their mind with me. That is, their ability to communicate through reflections."
It made more sense to her that the 'ability' Mania was referring to was most likely Marc and Steven's disorder. The disorder was like tracking mud into the house, and Y/N's mind was the floor. All that was required was to clean it or, in this case, wait for it to fade away.
It was a bad analogy, Y/N shook her head and rested her face on her palms.
She kept asking it questions, trying to wrap her head around it. One of the most important was where it came from. She knew Hydra had to be to blame but was it created or did it come from somewhere else?
It turned out that it wasn't even from this universe. It explained how one day it ended up and, in the words of Mania, "A place that a human can get a type of liquid to feel numb." To say it another way, a bar. It explained how it had no recollection of being there, only that something similar existed like it.
After being found by scientists, it was stolen by Hydra and then used in experiments. Hence the man who was in the alley that day. When it was easy to understand, the next piece of information made her queasy.
"So what happened to that guy?"
"If I tell you, you won't like it”
She readied herself, not expecting what could have happened, “What?”
"After I took over your body, I needed nutrients...He was the closest thing”
Her lips parted and she looked down at the floor, unable to imagine how. But she did, and it was terrible.
“You’re saying I ate him?” Her breath quickened.
Her mouth began to water, and her stomach began to squirm. She dashed to the restroom, slamming the door open, feeling something come up her throat. She knelt by the toilet and gripped the seat as her body pushed out her last meal.
She murdered a man. A man who was attempting to flee danger, but her idiot self had to stumble into that alley. If she hadn't, she might have been able to save him.
“Even if you didnt check on him, he would have still died”
She scowled, raising her head. It didn't explain how it could read her thoughts which freaked her out more. She stood up to the sink, wiped her mouth with the sleeve of her sweater, and poured water onto her palms. She splashed herself with the cool liquid after rinsing her mouth.
She stepped back into the living room, biting on her tongue in rage. She thought having these powers would be cool and something she'd be able to show her family, but she couldn't. It would only mean putting them in danger.
"I need you to leave," she said as she stood in the middle of the room, her gaze fixed on the floor.
“Leave? Why, when there are so many heads, torsos, and legs around me?"
Y/N wrinkled her brow as if it smiled at the fact.
"Plus, if I did, you'd just be a loser again."
She laughed and shook her head, recalling Hathor's advice to keep an eye on her power. She did, and now she has to deal with a symbiote. Hathor could have at least given her a heads-up that her powers seemed more like a curse.
"Alright, if we're going to call each other names, you got to be pathetic because you need someone just to move around," she flailed her arms and slapped them to her side.
“I can move on my own just fine”
"Are you sure? If you can, then just go and look for someone else or go back to your weird planet!" she remarked sarcastically. "Before you can do that, you're still a fucking parasite!"
“Parasite?!”
Tentacles rushed out of her back and onto the wall, slamming her body against it. Her head shook and she grumbled from the pain. When she opened her eyes, she saw that she was pinned up against the wall, her feet dangling. She looked at her arm and tried to pull it away from the wall, but the same tentacles held her back
"Let me go! I get it! You're sensitive to the word parasite!" She yelled, still attempting to remove her limbs from the wall.
Her shoulder tingled and another tentacle emerged, but this one was different. It was much thicker than usual and moved between strands. As it approached her, the tip began to morph teeth and eventually became a head.
The same figure she saw in Stevens' bathroom stood in front of her. It had sharp white eyes and long sharp teeth that formed a smile this time. It returned her stare as the stem moved and squirmed around.
“What the hell?” She breathed out.
"Listen carefully, Y/N; I am smarter and stronger than all humans combined. I'll use you as a ride, and in exchange, I'll keep you alive; that's my deal."
"What if I say no?"
"Then I'll kill everyone you care about, beginning with those two neighbors, that woman, and your family, and saving you for last."
She had no choice; she was being threatened, but that didn't mean she was going to let it win.
"Are you still going to be eating people?" she continued to make eye contact with it, fearing she would irritate it.
“Very much”
She leaned back and looked up at the ceiling, both sides seemed like there would be killing. Panic slowly built up in her body, wondering what would be the best approach.
“Since you, won't be leaving anytime soon, how about we add to the deal?”
“I'm listening”
“I'll let you eat people if you promise its only bad people”
“How would I know the difference? All you humans are horrible”
"Oh, I believe you, but there are some worse. Like Harrow and Hydra. Those are the people who want to cause harm to others for power and shit like that"
“Hmm, that is difficult”
She sighed, “Ill tell you which ones are good and bad, deal? Oh, and I don't want to be bossed around too much. I just want to live normally, alright?”
Before Mania could say anything, there was a knock at the door and they both turned. Y/N had a feeling who it was but before she could say, Mania won her.
"It's those two," it grumbled
There was more knocking and Marc spoke up, "Hey, are you busy?"
Y/N widened her eyes and asked Mania if they had a deal. Mania appeared hesitant, but Marc's constant knocking rushed them.
"We need to talk about last night. You were acting weird and rushed out on us before we could talk about the news" Marc, on the other hand, was very concerned. He felt helpless without his powers, especially with a killer and her acting strangely.
He continued to knock as the pair inside tried to negotiate.
"Come on! He's gonna get suspicious and he's gonna know" she whispered.
Mania looks at her before returning her attention to the door. It couldn't believe some insignificant human was going to force it to agree to her terms. Its head nodded, groaning.
"Fine"
Mania dropped Y/N, causing a large thud. Marc paused and began to shake the doorknob.
"Hey! Is everything alright?" With her silence, he began to panic more. Holding back from kicking the door down.
As she struggled to get up, she felt pain in her knees. Mania instructed her to hurry up and open the door. She opened the door, almost slipping, to see Marc standing there with his leg raised. They both stood there, taking in the situation.
"Were you about to kick down my door?" She looked him up and down.
He immediately planted his foot back down, "I was uh, what was that thud?"
"Oh," she scratched her head, "I slipped..trying to do a pushup"
Marc nodded and asked if he could come into her apartment. She nodded and stepped to the side to allow him to enter. He looked around and his gaze was drawn to the wall to his right.
"What happened there?"
When Y/N looked at what he was talking about, she noticed a large dent in the area where she was pinned down. She cursed in her head, trying to come up with some lame excuse.
"I don't know. It was like that when we came back. Probably an earthquake" she shrugged.
"I don't think an earthquake could cause that"
Marc nodded and continued eyeing the white wall. This caused both Y/N and Mania to grow nervous. For Y/N, it felt like that one episode from Spongebob where he and Mr.Krabs think they killed a health inspector.
"They are on to us. Lets kill them!”
“No!” Marc looked over at her, wondering why the sudden burst.
"No...pues que raro verdad?" she gave an awkward smile.
Marc just stared at her, puzzled, knowing something was wrong. Instead of prodding any further, he decided to discuss last night's event. Maybe it was that that was causing her to act weird.
"Right, anyways about last night," he moved to the couch and took a seat, "How are you feeling?"
Y/N followed and sat a seat away from him to give each other space, "I'm alright you know, honestly feel better now that they are gone"
She was referring to both Harrow and Ammit, and Marc felt the same way. Worry was eating him up, knowing that Harrow would soon unleash Ammit again. That he would then go after Y/N as well. Fortunately, Harrow was killed not long after.
"Same here, but I still want to know how he got killed" he crosses his arms and leans back.
Y/N nods and looks to the side, attempting to round up all suspects. Hathor would not waste her time attempting to kill him. Layla and Tawaret didn't seem to like the idea of killing him, and she would have called if she was in London. Khonshu was the only one who made sense, but how did he find an avatar so quickly?
"I am hungry, have them leave so we can find bad people"
Her shoulders sagged as her thought process faded. They both haven't eaten in a long time. Y/N would have eaten at home, but she didn't want to keep Mania waiting while she ate. She was afraid that if she did, it would try to devour Marc right here. So she had to excuse herself and say she had to go shopping for the last item on her college shopping list.
"I'll go with you" Marc began to stand up.
Y/N panicked and shook her head, "It's alright, it's just a few quick things you know. Waste of time for you, just go and sleep or something"
Marc waves her off, "I'll be fine, and like you said its only a short trip"
"A short trip that is like an hour long because of the walking and the ride on the bus. Yeah no, you stay at your place" she grabs her wallet from the dining table.
"That's cool, going out can give me some fresh air"
"She's acting weird"
"He's persistent"
"Then just open a window or something" she gestured to hers.
He raised an eyebrow, "Why do you want me to stay so bad?"
"Why do you want to go so bad?"
"Whoever killed Harrow is probably still here and you might come across them" he says with a serious tone.
"That's where I use my powers" she raised both arms.
Seeing this was becoming a loop of some kind, Steven suggested Marc to let him front. Maybe he would be able to convince her to let them tag along. He sighed and nodded, his body tensed up. Y/N already knew the signs for when one switched, so seeing this wasn't surprising for her.
“Great, the smart one is here”
"Oh love, you look pale, is everything all right?" Steven asked as he took in his surroundings. He approaches her closer to inspect her further.
She had just finished vomiting, so she was obviously not fine. She hasn't eaten either, which irritates her because she was hoping to eat the canned raviolis. But not anymore, because she now has to go hunting for bad guys while keeping the boys away from her. Who knows what Mania would do to them.
“I wouldn’t do anything”
“Im fine dude, just let me go to the store and you guys relax at home. I promise I can handle myself” she said, not trusting Mania still.
"I know you can handle yourself, but shopping would be exciting! Let us join you!" He almost claps with delight at the idea of going shopping with his friend.
“Make the journey there sound like a waste of time!”
"I'm literally just getting a backpack," she says, her head cocked to the side. "And, knowing how indecisive teenagers can be, we go through each one and analyze every detail. Yes, that does sound boring."
“Nonsense! I would be delighted to help you with choosing one, and I may know of a few stores to visit. That way, you can be the sharpest-looking student at your university! Oh! We can even go shopping for clothes! What do you think?" He laughs.
It warmed Y/N's heart but she couldn't let him join. She was more concerned about telling an adult man to stay at home at this point than she was about her finals. Mania continued to rush her out of there, adding to her anxiety.
“If I don’t eat at least one head in the next few minutes, I’ll be eating both of yours”
"Can you be quiet?" She whispered to her side, hoping Steven wouldn't hear. But he did. And she felt her heart drop as she saw his expression of hurt and sadness.
He frowns but speaks calmly. "Y/N, I know we are being clingy, but all we want to do is spend time with you before a new problem sweeps us off our feet."
Y/N felt guilty, despite the fact that her remark was directed at Mania. She could see the two attempting to bring peace to her life, but she was sadly pushing them away. It wasn't on purpose; it was all to protect them from the symbiote inside her.
It hurt her to see Steven hurt by her words. Marc was probably in there hurting too because he saw her wanting to stay away from them.
Sighing, she looked back to Steven.
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“Pussy”
After feeling bad about herself, Y/N decided to let Steven tag along. Mania, of course, did not like this idea, so Y/N created a plan to escape Marc's and Steven's watch and go look for trouble. She had no idea how she would find bad people, but she would try.
She wondered if some of Harrow's followers were still at the London hideout. Or if some of those Hydra people were still out there looking for their experiment. She hoped one of them was walking around here, that way she can get this task out of the way.
Steven's voice awakens her from her trance. He was listing all of the stores and what he had purchased from them. The last one Y/N catches is a store where he purchased his bag and mentions how many options they have. She decided to go with that one, and Steven was delighted to show her one of his liked stores. She assumed they were going to a tailor for leather backpacks from how Steven was explaining the store. Where an old man would show her his best creations, each with her name engraved on it.
Like she said, it sounded like a dark academic-style building, but when they arrived and walked to the location, it was nothing like her expectations.
It was just a large grey square building with posters advertising their big sale. A blue square sign with the words 'Poundland' in yellow was placed in front of the building. It honestly looked like a mixture of Walmart and Ross.
She knew at this point that she had to stop stereotyping everything in England as old and medieval.
Inside, it definitely reminded Y/N of the store Ross. The memories of her mom leading her to some random aisle and then waiting almost an hour just to move to the next one came to mind. Fortunately, she was with Steven who she hoped did not act the same way.
"The bags should be around here...There!" he lead her to an aisle where many backpacks were hung.
Right, she was supposed to buy an actual backpack now with her low funds. She was honestly planning on just using one of the bags she used to travel to England, but not anymore it seemed.
Steven grabbed one of the bags and looked at it then showed it to her, "Look at this one, it's waterproof and you can charge your phone!"
Y/N grabs it and looks at the size of it, "Its nice, but.. it looks too small for my laptop"
Steven gives an 'oh' and continues to examine each backpack, realizing that it must be larger than the one he previously displayed. It was honestly quite difficult trying to choose one because most of them were either for children or too small.
After about ten minutes of searching, Steven brought Y/N a large leather backpack. It was a caramel color with two side pockets and one square pocket at the front that you could zip up. The top flap was black leather with a long piece with a magnet that could be clipped onto the second one to close it. It was also large enough to hold her laptop.
Grabbing a hold of it, her eyes took in the small details, "I actually like this one"
"I did tell you I would be of help" he chuckled
Y/N rolled her eyes and looked at the price tag, 33 pounds. That was twice more than what she carried. Placing it back, Steven was confused and looked at her puzzled.
"Was something off about it?"
"Nah it was just...more than I can afford" she shrugged, "Is there a clearance area?"
Steven nodded but he was still disappointed in the fact that she couldn't buy something that she liked. Where would be the fun if she could only get items that she didn't even want in the first place?
"She really liked it, did you see the look in her eyes?"
"I don't mind getting it for you," Steven said, returning his gaze to the leather bag.
Y/N looked at Steven, surprised, "No, you don't have to…"
"I insist," he said as he snatched the bag from the hanger, "how about we get you a jacket before we leave, I heard it'll be quite chilly tomorrow."
She nodded, enjoying the idea of going shopping with Steven. In fact, just hanging out with him. Every time she went shopping or went out with someone, she felt obligated to focus on that person's happiness. Usually, she rushed shopping because she thought the other person got bored. The action was returned this time though, and she was happy about it.
Sadly, today wouldn't go as normal. She still had to go and feed Mania whoever she found on the street.
"Sure, but I uh, need to go to the restroom first"
She quickly walked to the restrooms after excusing herself. Normally, there would be an emergency exit or a way out nearby. Looking back, she noticed Steven walking towards the men's aisle, looking for something for himself, while still carrying the bag she had chosen.
Sighing, she looked straight ahead.
"So how many bodies do you need? 10? 20?" She quietly asked, wanting to quickly come back.
"You exaggerate too much. One would do for now"
She breathed out in relief, "Okay good, I'll take you to...man I don't even know"
She thought of the many places that might have criminals. Prisons she didn't know where they could find one. Mafia hideouts, hell no. The closest thing she could think of was an alley in the sketchiest place.
"Why not look for that building where you found Arthur Harrow and his minions?"
"I really don't remember where it's at"
"I do, I can locate the surroundings from your memory"
"That... is actually useful. I guess we can head the-"
The yelling of others cuts her off. She turns her head to the sound and sees many people fleeing or hiding. That's when she heard several guns go off. She walks toward the source of the commotion, using the aisle shelves as cover, and sees six men at the front wearing only half a mask.
"What the hell?" she whispers.
One of the men orders the customers to sit down and not move. Other men yell threats and the like while pointing their guns at everyone. That's when she notices Marc, who is crouching, glaring at them. She wonders why he isn't suiting up, but remembers how powerless he is now. That won’t stop him in fighting though, he was probably planning a way to take them down.
Seeing that the majority of the people in the store are either at the front or hidden, Y/N enters an aisle and crouches on the floor.
"Looks like the food came to us"
"Yup, the thing is we can’t get to them without Marc seeing you, and I know you want to stay hidden still, right?" Y/N considers using her powers, but knowing that it's just Mania doing the work, she lets it take the stance.
"We can go after them while being hidden”
Y/N stands up and notices herself growing taller before she can even ask anything. It's not her actual body though; instead, it's the same black goo she saw on Mania. It covers her from her feet to her torso, and her head is soon enclosed in the dark substance. An abstract white figure of a spider appears on her chest. Three spikes adorn her head, giving her a punk look.
A pair of white glossy eyes and a smile with long sharp teeth adorn the face. The smile line begins where the mouth opens wide from where the ears should be; it was like the Jokers in other words. Mania doesn't give Y/N time to take in the appearance before leaping out of the aisle and toward the men. The same men notice, and their face is filled with fear.
"What the hell is that?!"
"Shoot it!"
They begin to rapidly shoot but Mania's body deflects the bullets, causing them to fall.
"Where was this trick back at the tomb?" Y/N who was able to see what is happening from inside.
"I wanted to use it in a more badass way"
It grabs one of the men's guns and crushes it with only one hand. Mania smiles seeing the man's eyes widen.
Marc, bewildered, looks at the black creature who just came out of nowhere. What he doesn't anticipate is the creature devouring a man whole in one bite. It doesn't make a bloody mess despite its long teeth. Deciding to back down, he looks around to see if Y/N is anywhere on sight.
"What the hell is that, Marc? Do you think Y/N is safe?"
"...I-I don't know" Marc doesn't say it but he feels like he's seen that same black goo from somewhere.
With only two men left, Mania walks over to one of them and lifts him up from the ground. The man tries kicking it but it’s no use. Up close he can see the thick saliva drooping out of its mouth while it’s eyes had an iridescent look.
"Eyes, lungs, pancreas. So many snacks, so little time" Mania growls.
The man tries to free himself from Mania's grip, but it tightens even more. Mania licks the man's cheek with its long tongue which he cringes at. Another man shoots it from behind before it can eat him. Mania chokes the man and throws him across the store. It then chomps on the man who shot it, decapitating him and leaving his body on the floor.
Before Mania can pursue the other man, police sirens and officers yelling to shoot are heard. As bullets fly, Mania runs to the back of the store, breaking through the wall and escaping. Mania detransforms as soon as they reach the outside and Y/N hides at the side of the building. The officers are perplexed by seeing the opening it made. The creature is gone. Y/N can hear them discussing setting a perimeter to look for it, which makes her panic.
“There’s a door”
When Y/N looks to her right, she notices that Mania is correct: there is one. They go through and see the flickering lights with the mess of items knocked down the shelves.
Many people are either fleeing or frozen in place. A few officers patrol the area with their guns drawn, looking for Mania. They had no idea they had just walked past it.
As she walks through the store, she hears Marc call out for her. She follows his voice and finds him still holding the backpack. Despite being in a hostage situation, he still kept the bag she liked in hand. His gaze is drawn to her, and he rushes to embrace her.
"Oh, thank God you're fine," he exhales, "come on, we should go."
He drags her out of the store and through the crowds of police officers. Some of them ask if they need to be checked by EMTs, but Marc says they're fine and walks away. News cars surround the place and there are people talking about the incident.
Y/N looks around and notices the last man attempting to rob the store being handcuffed. His face contorts in great shock as he mutters a few phrases about a demon before being placed in the backseat of a police car.
Once away, Y/N looks at the bag in Marc’s hand, “Did you-“
"Don't worry, I paid for it," he says reassuringly, "Did you see what happened back there? ”
She nods, “Yeah, creepy ass monster thing”
“Fuck you”
“Yeah” Marc replies, “Good thing the police came in before it tried to kill everyone”
"It didn't look like it was trying to hurt us, more like trying to save us…" noticing Marc's suspicion, she shifts her perspective, "But if it did, I would have used my powers"
Marc shakes his head, “No, it would have been dangerous. You don’t know what it could have done, I saw it. It ate those guys in one bite”
Y/N gulps, she remembers. She remembers everything that happened while she was being controlled. Rather, while her body was being used as a vessel. It felt strange like you were wrapped in a blanket while watching television. She recounts how powerful she felt as they defeated the group of men.
The two walk to the bus stop, which is thankfully already there. They walk in, find seats, and lean back. Y/N was relieved as the sun began to set for the first time. She just wanted to get to sleep so she could be ready for her first day of college. Forget about the hostage situation and Mania.
“I don’t think you have eaten, have you?” Steven asked her. Guess Marc's job of keeping them safe was over.
“Nope, was planning on just eating some canned food that I bought earlier”
"Canned food?!" Steven almost screamed. "You mean you'll eat processed food instead of home-cooked meals? ”
“Yeah?”
"I'm not going to let it happen; you're having dinner at my apartment. I'll prepare my famous spicy and baked cauliflower for you," he declares.
Y/N smiles, “Sounds good, I won’t pass up food that I don’t have to cook”
“I didn’t”
Y/N bit her cheek, trying not to tell Mania anything. It laughed at her reaction and decided to remain silent. Y/N wouldn't lie, she was beginning to see Mania as less of a burden. Her friends and family would be safe as long as there was a surplus of criminals. Well, that's all she thought she had to worry about for now.
—
The bus ride was quick, but walking to the apartment was even faster. Y/N and Steven ate together at his place, discussing her schedule and when she would return from university. It turned out she only had four classes to complete three days a week. That means she'd have a lot more time to herself.
"Seems like you need to pick up a hobby for now" Steven took a bite from his bowl of food.
Y/N did the same, "More like a job, I've applied to like five and none called"
Steven hummed in response, "There will be an opening you'll see, plus its only been the second day"
Steven's phone rang and he looked at the caller ID, his eyes widened.
"It's Donna" He said in a hushed tone, showing her the screen.
"We hate her!"
Her fork dropped from her grasp, and she exclaimed, "Fucking she-devil or something we didn't know about?"
"What do I do?" He looked at her for guidance.
"Answer her! Wait, give it a second to ring. Don't wanna look desperate you know"
Steven nodded and let the phone ring for a few seconds longer. He returned his gaze to Y/N to see if it was good to go, and she nodded. He cleared his throat and responded with his best 'Good Afternoon.'
"Put it on speaker," Y/N said quietly, and Steven did as he was told. Donna's voice echoed throughout the apartment.
"Finally you bloody answered!" Her voice pierced their ears.
“Sorry-” Steven was perplexed when Y/N abruptly shook her head. She motioned her hand to Steven, implying that he didn't need to apologize. He cleared his throat and nodded.
"Right, I mean, I was really busy, I didn't even know you called," he said almost sarcastically. Y/N almost laughed, forgetting that Steven had a habit of getting an attitude when someone irritated him.
"What are you even busy with? Anyway, I'm not here to strike up a conversation. Although it irritates me to ask," Donna huffs, the two of them wondering what kind of news she despises so much. "I hope therapy has been doing both of you well...Would you and your niece like to work at the museum again?"
Steven looks at Y/N, and she returns his gaze. Among all coincidences, they now have the opportunity to reclaim their job. It was a pain if they were honest, mostly because the entire staff was rude. Most of them pretended to be friendly with them while they talked shit about them in the break room.
Aside from the people, Steven and Y/N enjoyed working there. They enjoyed working in an Egyptian museum, particularly Steven. It was fun seeing artifacts and seeing the different kinds of people who held an interest in Egypt. Furthermore, the pay was higher than in other places.
Steven placed his palm over the microphone portion of his flip phone and turned to face Y/N. "What should I say?" He mouthed.
"Don't agree yet! It'll make us look weak"
She agreed with Mania silently and thought about keeping the option open, “Say we’ll think about it for now”
He removed his hand, nodded, and said, unimpressed, "We will think about it. I'll let you know later tonight."
“…Fine. But hurry because we are short on staff” Donna then hung up and the pair were met with the beeping of the phone. They both made annoyed faces, "Damn, would it kill her to be nice for a change". Y/N grabbed her fork again and began eating aggressively.
"She literally begged us to come back at the end." Steven continued to eat before pausing to ask, "Do you think we should go back?"
"And deal with her again?"
"And deal with the looks we'll get when we come back"
"Deal with J.B's bullshit"
"Don't forget the dirty looks from my failed date"
As the two named the cons of the job, they could agree on one thing.
"…The pay was good, though," Y/N said as she fiddled with her food.
"It was good..." Steven said as he stared down at his phone.
That was what tipped the scales in their favor. They waited about 20 minutes before Steven called Donna and agreed to return to work. They discussed Y/N's schedule and such, and Donna hesitated to agree. When told that they would begin tomorrow, Y/N declared that they should drink to the news.
"I don't think it's such a good idea to drink the night before your first day of classes and work," Steven said, taking his and her plates after they had both finished their meals.
Y/N sighed in defeat, "I hate that your right"
"Let's just drink back at your place"
"We don't have wine back over there" She whispered.
"Did you say something?” Steven turned around, holding the bowls in his hands.
Y/N scrunched her brows, “…No?”
Steven let out a 'hmm' and said how he thought he did. She ran up to Steven and helped him wash dishes, hoping to distract him from thinking about the subject any further. He kept telling her she didn't have to, but she shrugged. They just kept washing dishes until there were none left.
Y/N then walked over to the dining table to gather her belongings before returning to her flat. Steven motioned for her to wait as she was about to walk out the door. She sees him holding out the leather backpack she bought earlier. She had completely forgotten about it, and she felt somewhat guilty about it.
Taking it from Steven's hands, she smiled at him, "Hey thanks for getting me it"
"No problem, me and Marc saw you eyeing it back at the store before all that happened," he said with a small laugh.
"I didn't realize I was, guess I'll have to watch my body language next time," she joked. "Anyway, I'm going to start going, good night to you, and good night to Marc if he's here."
Steven's body tensed up and out came Marc, "I'm here, good night kid"
He ruffles her hair, and she moves her head to avoid his grasp. She waves goodbye as she walks to her apartment.
__
She began brushing her teeth after showering, this time more paranoid. She kept looking in the mirror, thinking Mania would pull the same stunt again. She glanced at the mirror, still on edge after cleaning her teeth. She exhaled thinking Mania wouldn't try to scare her while looking at her eyes, lips, and the few spots on her skin.
That was until Mania's form came on the reflection, giving Y/N a smile.
"Boo"
Y/N recoiled and let out a small scream. Her reflection returned to normal, but Mania continued to laugh as it came out of her right shoulder.
"Fuck you, man," Y/N groaned as she exited the restroom. She went to her backpack, which sat by the bag of materials she had collected a week before, and brought them to the couch. She then began organizing each piece on the inside.
"You are easy to scare, Y/N"
"You are so funny," she said, mocking its laugh. She kept putting the last items inside. She finished by extending the backpack away from her body to inspect it, making sure she removed all tags. She placed it on the couch, nodding in approval.
After turning off all the lights, she walked over to her phone to make sure that it was charging. Setting up her alarm, she laid on her bed and went under the covers. Falling into a deep slumber.
—
“I don’t know why you are rushing, we still have 3 hours to go”
"I'm rushing because I still have to try to find where my classes are," Y/N said as she hurriedly put on her black boots and jacket.
She dashed to her backpack and checked to see if she had everything; wallet, notebooks, pencils, and so on. She swung her backpack on her back, satisfied that she was all set. She took a step back to check herself in the mirror before heading out the door.
It was a simple outfit, she wore a white t-shirt and a gold necklace. She wore simple jeans with a black belt and an oversized coat that she found while thrifting. As for shoes, they we’re just leather boots.
She walked over to the door and out into the hall, nodding in approval. Steven appeared in a matter of seconds. He was dressed for work in a button-up with his signature jacket and jeans.
“Are you nervous?” Steven asked.
She shook her head, “No…maybe”
Steven reassured her by patting her back and telling her she had nothing to worry about and that she would do great.
As they exited the apartment and boarded the bus, they were forced to stand once more on their way to work and school. The two could only exchange quick exchanges because they were pressed together by the large crowd.
“You think this looks fine?” Y/N continued to examine her clothes.
“It looks fine, love. Do you have all your materials?”
"Yup, double checked last night and this morning," she said, nodding. "Do you think they made any changes at the shop?"
"I don't think they would have after only a week. Honestly, I think what changed was everyone's perspective on us," he sighed, slumping.
"Eh, who cares," she shrugged. "They had no idea we were saving their sorry asses."
Steven nodded and kept his grip on the bus. Steven's stop finally appeared after about ten minutes.
“That’s you” Y/N gestured her head to Steven.
“It is. Okay, well wish you luck in your classes, focus, make new friends, and, most importantly, have fun. Oh! And be careful!" He said this as he took a step back from her.
“Got it” She snapped her fingers and pointed a finger gun at him.
He smiled and shook his head, that’s when Marc switched over, “If anything happens, call us. Even if some kids are picking on you”
“Dude, everyone on the campus is over shit like that, but I appreciate your effort” she lightly bowed her head.
“Right, anyways be safe and let us know when your on your way”
Y/N nodded, “Of course, later gators” she grinned.
Marc paused and smiled, “In a while-“
“-Crocodile” Steven then switched in.
They waved goodbye to Y/N before exiting the bus. Now it was just her and her thoughts, with Mania thrown in for good measure. There were many seats left empty after a wave of people left, so she decided to take a chance.
Her stop was still a few blocks away, but the ride was relatively short. She spent the majority of it staring into the abyss until Mania spoke up.
“What is the point of college?”
Y/N would sigh and take out her phone, acting like she was in a phone call.
"It turns out that the world has made it so that you have to pay thousands of dollars just to get a piece of paper that says you're qualified to work. And that work usually earns you a shitload of cash." She came to a halt after finishing and considered whether she still wanted to be a nurse.
“I just made you rethink life” Mania laughed.
It did, and now Y/N was wondering if working 12 hours a shift was worth it.
—
Y/N stood in front of tall buildings after finally finding the entrance to the university. Each one had its name plastered on its side. In all honesty, they looked exactly like she imagined them to: old and medieval. Each light pole had banners in the colors of the school which were red and white.
Many students were rushing to class as she walked in. There were many stands along the walkway with people attempting to recruit others into their fraternity or sorority. She made a mental note to stay away from them since she grew to be scared of those groups. She checked her phone's time and realized she still had about an hour before her class began. She began walking around the campus, pulling up her schedule to see which building her classes would be in.
--
After about 30 minutes, she was still no closer to locating her class. She could feel her brain pounding in her skull and was on the verge of crying and quitting. Perhaps college isn't for her. Is it too late to drop out and come back to America? No, she couldn't do that; she liked London and its relative peace.
She also had a real good friend, or rather friends who cared about her well-being. Back in California, most of her friends were fake and only concerned about themselves. Some of them would even go out of their way to bring her down. Apart from them, she had one friend who resembled Steven, Marc, and Layla. Except they stopped talking after they graduated high school.
She sighed and walked to a nearby bench, where she sat, still analyzing Google Maps. Perhaps there was a secret path or something, similar to Harry Potter.
"This is boring, let me just help you find the room"
Checking her surroundings, she quietly said, "What's making you help me out of nowhere?"
"I rather not see you cry and make yourself look like a total loser in front of everyone"
"Oh, well I guess that's kinda nice in a way-"
"And so we can hurry up and eat more bad people"
"There it is, anyways how can you even help me?" she crossed her arms.
Mania said nothing else and began to emerge from Y/N's lower back. "What are you up to?" Y/N almost panicked as she turned and followed the black trail with her eyes.
"Stop doing that, you'll make my existence known if you keep staring at me"
She turned around to see a few people passing by, a few waving or smiling at her. She'd return it and then return to talking to the air, "You didn't answer me though," she'd say.
"Found it"
"Wow, that was fast. Where is it?"
"...You'll probably get angry for what I'm about to do but it's the fastest way"
"Wait, what do you mean?" she asked quickly as her body was yanked away from the bench and launched into the air. She felt like she was being dragged away by a rope. She screamed as she flew through the air before being thrown against the side of a building.
She opened her eyes slowly, her back aching after falling to the ground. She looked up from behind the bushes that surrounded her to see if anyone was coming to see what was up, but no one seemed to notice. Mania poked her head out of her shoulder again and looked at her.
"You could have fucking told me!"
"If I did, you would have said no and we would have walked more"
Y/N groaned and stood up, "Are we even at the right place?"
She looked up to the wall of the building and read the name, it was. Mania commented on how it was faster than she was and was expecting a thank you. Y/N rolled her eyes and thanked it, getting up and cleaning herself up.
Quietly getting out of the plants, she speed walked away and out to find her classroom now. Before Mania could tell its idea again, Y/N put a finger to her lips.
——
Y/N finished her first day of college after nearly five hours of classes. It didn't go as planned because Mania was occasionally whispering in her ear. It would ask on how long class would last and whether they could go in search of its next meal. As a result, Y/N had to write notes on her notes in order to communicate with Mania.
Aside from that, Y/N was now late for work. She wasted time by getting lost on campus and trying to find her way out. This resulted in her missing the bus and nearly having an anxiety attack. She was now attempting to run the next four blocks before her shift began in ten minutes.
Her legs were burning as she pushed herself to keep moving. Her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath. Passers-by would simply stare at her as she was a gasping mess. If it was cold before, it was no longer so because she was sweating.
"At this rate, you aren't going to have the energy to work"
"Shut up..." She breathed out, wiping her forehead with the sleeve of her coat.
"Let me help you"
"Last time you helped me, I almost got a concussion"
"This time you won't, I promise"
Mania sounded genuine, which surprised Y/N. She paused for a moment, taking in the distance she still had to cover. She'd be late because of the numerous traffic lights that would keep her waiting until it was her turn to cross the street. She reluctantly allowed Mania to help her.
Mania instructed her to go into an alley without anyone seeing. Y/N walked into one and hid beside a dumpster, looking around if everything was clear.
"Ready?"
Y/N took a breath in and shrugged, "I guess"
Mania then transformed Y/N into the same black figure from the store. Mania ducked to make sure no one was nearby before piercing its claws into a nearby building. It launched itself up and landed on the roof of the same building.
It then started running, jumping from one facility to the next. It kept doing so, and the people below didn't seem to notice. In Y/N's opinion, she appeared to be on one of those rollercoasters with many ups and downs. It was actually rather enjoyable for her to just jump in the air and not see anyone be eaten. Especially since Mania knew exactly what it was doing and would not let them die from fall damage. So her stress was low and she was able to sit back.
She wouldn't tell Mania, or perhaps it already knew, but Y/N had taken a liking to it. Even if it's only been two days since she has been able to communicate with it. A part of her is relieved that she has someone or something to talk to when she is alone, even if it means that same thing not wanting to be a part of her social life.
The building of the museum came into view and Mania jumped onto the roof. A loud thud occurred and Y/N felt her body cringe, knowing that it was heard from inside.
She was right, Steven and the rest of the staff heard it. They exchanged glances, and some speculated on what it could have been. Some speculated that it could have been a pipe exploding or something. Others speculated that it could have been the monster from the news.
Donna who was unfortunately by Steven began to talk to him, "Did you hear what happened at the Poundland by Sterling? Crazy things are happening around here, ever since those Avengers defeated Thanos"
“Yeah, I think everyone has heard” Steven said in an uninterested tone.
"Honestly, you'd think they'd gotten rid of all extraterrestrial life here on Earth, but no, now we have to deal with all this crap," Donna says as she leans against the counter.
"Technically, we are also seen as extraterrestrials by other extraterrestrials," he pointed out, which Donna rolled her eyes at.
"I forgot all about your attitude, hope your niece lost hers in the week you two were away. Speaking about her, where is she? She usually arrives on time, but it's almost 3 o'clock," she checks her watch.
This made Steven nervous, especially after the previous conversation about the monster from yesterday. Y/N was usually early because she was always worried about being late. Perhaps her last class lasted longer than it should have. Maybe there was traffic. It was probably some reasonable, normal thing that occurred.
Or perhaps that black slimy creature chose to specifically attack the bus she was riding on. Maybe she was already on her way here when that thing took her. She most likely tried to use her powers but they didn't work, so she called for help but no one answered. He didn't respond. He wasn't there. He should have been.
All these thoughts were freaking Steven and Marc out.
“Relax, I’m sure she’s fine…..try calling her”
Steven quickly pulled out his phone, ready to dial her number, until he heard someone run into the museum.
“I’m here!” Y/N slid inside and came to a halt.
"Look here, it's the long-lost gremlin." JB teased, and Y/N walked by him, flipping him off.
Steven sighed in relief and put his phone back into his pocket, “Glad you made it on time, thought you might have gotten lost on the way”
“Technically we did”
"Uh, yeah, I kinda got lost, then I missed the bus, and then I had to run all the way over here," she said as she straightened her clothes and combed her hair.
Steven approaches her and pulls a feather from her hair, "I see, did you happen to run into a flock of birds?" He chuckles.
“Probably...”
In reality, while she and Mania were on the roof, they landed near a nest of baby birds. Awestruck by the sight, Y/N approached them and cooed at them. That was until their mother arrived and began trying to pluck her eyes out. As a result, she has a feather in her hair.
Of course, she couldn’t tell Steven this since she would also have to explain how she ended up there.
-
The day went on, and the two continued to work their shifts. They didn't get any training for obvious reasons, and Donna just wanted the pile of work to be done. Y/N and Steven were a little rusty at first, misplacing things or not understanding how to use the cash register. That was quickly resolved, and they both worked quickly.
Aside from actually working, their predictions about the rest of the staff and their opinions were correct. There would be whispers about both of their "manic episodes" and how crazy runs in the family. Steven would be concerned about Y/N, but she would laugh it off, pointing out how, despite the fact that they are unrelated, they are living in people's minds for free.
"Not to burst your bubble, but don't you gossip about others behind their backs?" Steven inquired.
Y/N would give him a half-lidded look, "You taking sides now? Besides, you would talk shit about people all the time"
It was dark outside now and most of the visitors were gone. The museum's lights gradually went out, leaving only the gift shop's lights on. The two were almost finished with their tasks and were eager to get home and rest. Steven was finishing up inventory on a clipboard while Y/N gathered all the scattered items.
"I believe that is it for today, you almost done?" He clicked his pen and placed it on the holder of the clip.
She nodded and straightened out a stack of fact cards on a shelf. "Let's go ahead and clock out. I was thinking we could stop for food on the way?"
"That sounds like a good idea" Steven smiled.
Donna interrupted their conversation while carrying two boxes stacked on top of each other "I have bad news for you two. These have just arrived, and I need you two to put them on display for tomorrow. This includes taking inventory."
"But our shift is almost over" Y/N crossed her arms.
"Almost, meaning you have time. Either way, you two will be paid for the extra hour. So take advantage of that” She placed the boxes on a table and then walked away, leaving the two exhausted bodies standing there.
Y/N groaned, "Fucking piece of shit, I swear”
Using the scissors from the counter, she aggressively tore through the tape that sealed the boxes. Steven avoided trying to calm her down because he knew it would irritate her even more.
Inside the boxes were both cardboard displays that needed to be assembled with a sheet of how the end piece was supposed to look. Plus the new items were many jewelry pieces with hieroglyphics engraved on fake gold. Some of the jewelry pieces were necklaces, rings, and earrings.
Y/N double-checks the sheet to see how the display should look. It turns out that she needs to build a whole shelf, which includes putting every single jewelry piece in its proper place. To make the display more visually appealing.
It appears to be tedious work, but she does not dwell on it. She takes one piece and then another, putting them together but discovering they don't fit. She reaches for another piece, but it, too, does not fit.
"I think it's this one" Steven hands her a navy rectangle shape.
It was a match when she held it up to the other piece. She thanks him and continues to try to get everything set up.
Steven counts the packages and records them on his clipboard. Although it may appear simple, he must also write down the item number of each jewelry set after counting how many there are. So this is also exhausting work, and at this point he is scribbling whatever comes to mind.
After about ten minutes of trying to keep the pieces together, Y/N throws them down on the table. "Bro, God fucking dammit! Esta pinche-!" With frustration, she groans and bangs her fist on the table.
She now understood how Marc felt after trying to put together the constellation map back at the desert.
"Don't strain yourself," he says sympathetically, "just finish inventory and we'll deal with this cardboard situation."
She nods and he continues to work on his task. He notices that there is no blue ink coming out of his pen as he writes. He tries again and again, but nothing comes out. He shakes it, but nothing happens. He walks over to the counter to see if there are any more pens, but there are only pencils.
He couldn't just change the color pattern on the sheet, so he asks Y/N if she has one. She raises her head from the table after studying the image of the display.
"Don't have one...but I think JB has some" she grimaces.
"Great, let's see if he doesn't do that thing where he hands me one and just as I'm about to grab it, he pulls it away," Steven groans.
"Good luck" she sings.
Once he leaves, Y/N continues trying to put the display up but she is starting to lose patience. It seems like Mania is too.
"I am tired of this, let me do it"
Y/N's elbows to hands are covered in black goo, and they begin working quickly. She sees the shelf on the table being built and soon enough, finished in the blink of an eye.
"What the fuck? You did that fast" Y/N is taken aback.
"I memorize everything, but you're doing the rest"
Before Y/N can respond, Steven comes back.
"I finally got the pen. I was right about his move; it lasted about five minutes. Marc grew tired of it and fronted, grabbing it from his hands" As he got closer, he noticed the tall display on the table and his eyes widened slightly. "Wow! How did you finish it?"
"Eh, I got the hang of it. Anyways let's hurry cause I want to go home"
Steven nods, and the two start wrapping up their shift. He quickly finished the chart and began assisting Y/N in hanging all of the necklaces and such.
With the display and work ready for tomorrow, the two exit the museum and make their way to the bus stop.
"Do you still want to go eat?" Steven looks to Y/N who shakes her head.
"I don't know about you, but I kinda just want to go to sleep"
Steven agrees and they head straight home.
--
Y/N has returned to her apartment and is dressed in her oversized clothes, ready to sleep. She covers herself in her bed sheets after checking to see if the door is locked and her phone is plugged in.
"Since we are only working tomorrow, can we go and look for more bad guys?"
Y/N sighs, "Not really possible since were working almost the whole day"
"During break"
"That would be hard since we only get like thirty minutes. How about in the weekend?"
"No!"
"Jeez, alright alright! I'll see what we can do, are you sure humans are all you eat?"
"...I might have kept things out"
"Mania..."
"...I also eat this sweet thing that you humans call chocolate"
"…Are you saying we could have just bought chocolate instead?" She gave a deadpan look up at the ceiling, as if it were Mania.
"...Yes"
"I can't believe you, yet I do. We'll just get chocolate tomorrow, yeah?"
"Now!"
This time she sits up and asks, "What store is open at…" She takes out her phone and checks the time. "Twelve o'clock in the morning"
"The store down the street, I saw their times and they are open 24 hours, meaning forever!"
"...You're not gonna let me sleep huh?"
"Nope"
-
So there you have it. They arrived at the same store where Y/N had gone before meeting Mania. With that coincidence, she purchases various chocolate items, such as chocolate bars, chocolate chips, chocolate milk, and so on.
After they pay, the wind picks up, causing Y/N to zip up her hoodie. Despite her fuzzy pajama bottoms, the cold was getting to her.
As she walked down the block, she had a flashback to how she had walked the same route around the same time a while ago. Speaking of which, she notices a woman walking quickly in front of her. Behind her, it seemed like she was being followed by a group of men.
What the fuck?, Y/N thought to herself.
The woman then dashes into an alley. The same one where Y/N and Mania fused.
The men then follow behind, and Y/N feels her stomach move, as if her gut was telling her something terrible was about to happen. As she gets closer, she hears the same woman plead and cry.
"Bad guys right?" Mania growled
"...yup"
Y/N wanted to flee and pretend she hadn't heard anything, but the other part of her wanted to charge in and beat the crap out of those guys. Her feet moved by themselves, and she found herself a few feet away from the crowd. The guys surrounded the poor woman, making catcalls and such.
One of the guys notices Y/N and smiles, motioning for the others to approach her. "You want some too?" they all ask, with wide grins. The woman looks down, feeling guilty for involving Y/N in her situation.
She shakes her head, "Nah, just wondering how fucking pathetic y'all are"
They frown and approach her. One of them reaches out a hand to grab her, but a black tentacle wraps around his arm and snaps it.
The man screams as he looks down at his arm.
Mania snatches him up and swallows him. The others try to flee, but tentacles from the back grab them and pull them in.
One man looks up in terror as he witnesses all of his friends being devoured by the black creature known as Mania. Finished, Mania makes its way to the last man, a sharp grin on its face.
"You come near her again, in fact, you go anywhere in the city, preying on innocent people," Mania grabs the mans neck, "We will find you and eat both your arms and then both of your legs, then eat your face right off your head, do you understand?"
The man shakes his head and asks for mercy.
"Yes, so you will be this legless, faceless thing, won't you? Rolling down the street, like a turd, in the wind" Drool falls from Mania's mouth. "You feel me?"
"...What the hell are you?" The man asks.
The right half side of Mania's face peels back and reveals Y/N's. Black veins grip on the side of her face as she stares at the man.
"We, are Mania" a mixture of Y/N's and Mania's voice comes through. They both smile at the man and then Y/N's face is covered again in black goo.
"On second thought..."
"No, please"
Mania licks it's teeth before chomping down on the man. The woman from before stares in horror as she sees Mania finish the last of the men who tried to hurt her.
Y/N is transformed back and she cracks her neck, trying to relieve tension from the transformation. She looks over to the woman and raises her palm to show she won’t harm her, “It's okay, you're safe”.
She then walks away, grabbing the bag that held all the chocolate inside. The woman doesn't do anything but just stares at the teen walk away.
“That felt great”
“I mean yeah, you just filled your belly with bad guys dude” Y/N continues to walk down the block.
“Not that, I meant saving that woman”
Y/N blinks, “You liked helping her?”
“Yeah, we should do this more”
“You want to become heroes?” She said it in a joking way and cocked her head to the side.
“Yes! Let’s become heroes!” Mania yelled enthusiastically.
Y/N laughed, “Okay, okay. We can think about it at home”
They continued walking, the apartment building coming near view. That’s when something told her to look up. The same sense she felt at the glass pyramid at Mogart's.
On top of a building was a dark figure and all she could see was a pair of white glowing eyes. She paused and stared before it disappeared into the night.
“You saw that right?” She breathed out.
“Yup, bad guy?”
“…I don’t know”
She took one last look before she continued to make her way back to her apartment. She put her hood up and kept her eyes down.
Whoever it was, they didn’t seem to want to harm her. That’s what she hoped. They probably now knew who she was and what power she held, which scared her. She didn’t notice, but as she made her way home, that same person kept their eye on her from a distance.
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I’m sorry if it doesn’t make sense or it seemed rushed 😭
Also scenes i drew for more visuals ;)
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