if this is the last time (that i'm in my mind)
mod lore: HIHIHI I WROTE THIS MONTHS AGO BUT FORGOT I COULD POST IT NOW. here is abeboy o&y&l . you finally can go insane over a few lines that have been destroying me and anne ever since we came up with them!!!!
also fun little a/n . i wrote this after a scene in unwind nearly made me hyperventilate from how much dread it was written with. so read cautiously!!
~0.4k
Her legs and arms burn with stabbing pains from the tubes that Laurel has attached, but it is nothing compared to the pain of such rapid betrayal.
“Guys--please, please, stop, I don’t wanna--”
“Be brave, my child,” Laurel whispers, and Marcy murmurs one last plea before closing her eyes, and the helmet is shoved on.
...
It hurts.
So much more than she ever could have imagined.
Marcy shrieks in agony, relentlessly struggling against the firm hands pinning her to the table. At first, the pain is all she is aware of. And gradually, things go off-balance.
...
I’m--I’m Marcy Wu! Head of the chess club, master RTS player, straight-A student, and Chief Ranger of the Newtopian Knight Guard!
…I’m Marcy Wu. Head of the chess club, master RTS player, straight-A student, and Chief Ranger of the Newtopian Knight Guard.
Or--or I was--
Before.
Something changed that.
I--I died, what’s happening?
Can I ever trust anyone again?
I’m--Marcy Wu--
Head of the chess club? Or was it Flipwart?
Master RTS player--
What is RTS again? An acronym?
Straight-A student, and Chief Ranger of the Newtopian Knight Guard.
I’m Marcy Wu, head of the Flipwart Club--that doesn’t sound right.
Straight-A student, and Chief Ranger of the Newtopian Knight Guard.
What happened again?
I--I, they did stuff to me, to my body--
I saw it happen, it hurt--
This hurts.
This hurts more.
I’m Marcy Wu. I beat the king in Flipwart, I was Chief Ranger of the Newtopian Knight Guard.
I’m Marcy Wu. I beat the king in Flipwart, I was Chief Ranger of the Newtopian Knight Guard.
That’s not how it went. I’m from Earth, I had stuff from there.
I know.
…
I don’t remember.
Will the pain ever stop?
It’s so loud. It hurts. What the hell is it doing?
They did this to me.
Who’s they?
I don’t know.
I’m Marcy Wu.
Make it stop.
It hurts.
It hurts.
I’m Marcy.
It hurts.
… Marcy.
Marce.
Please.
Please.
Please.
M… Mar…
…
It’s dark.
Mar…
I’m sorry.
M…
…
…
...
Her body goes limp, Yunan, Olivia, and Laurel approaching her motionless form on the table now that electricity is no longer jolting through her body. She’d passed out from pain towards the end of the procedure, but unseen beneath the helmet, her eyes are now fluttering. She sits up, like she hadn’t just been tortured, and smiles.
“Thank you for providing us this vessel,” she says, her voice echoing with other, crueler voices, now indistinguishable from her own. “Dr. Laurel, was it?”
Laurel can only stare in shock and horror at what she has done.
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