Your name is Jade Harley. It has been 3 years since you last saw Dave Strider in person. The last time you saw him, however, you had kissed him.
Well, actually, he had died (by your hand), and in order to bring him back to life you had to kiss him, like a plotline form a cheesy Disney fairy tale. Only Dave was the princess.
You expected him to run into your arms, and for both of you to passionately kiss. Him thanking you for saving his life. This was not what you got. What you got was a casual 'Sup Harley.' His arm draped carelessly over a shark-toothed troll in red shades. You could barely squeak out a 'Hey Dave,' before you ran off, eyes already becoming misty with unshed tears.
3 years you had waited. 3 damn years of wishing and dreaming of this day. Fuck it all. You had never been so devastated, so wrought with sadness. You found yourself at the edge of a building, area surrounded with half destroyed labs and rocks. Lots of rocks. Maybe this would be the easy way out. 3 years spent with only John and a bunch of fake people. You loved your brother, but you had craved Dave's attention. You slowly stepped to the edge of the building, thinking how Dave's poker face might break when he heard the news of poor little Jade, broken at the bottom of a building. You smiled spitefully, about to take that final, fateful leap, when a voice called out to you.
'Killing yourself isn't the easy way out Jade. Besides, we need you to fight Noir.'
You turned around, shocked at the slightly gravelly, and very much masculine voice. Before you stood a male troll, a few inches taller than yourself, clothed in almost all black, save for the gray cancer sign on his chest. He had a slightly disheveled look about him, which made his already GQ model-esque features look even more ruggedly handsome. You felt your face go crimson hot under his intense frown.
'Uh.' Was your absolutely intelligent response. You mentally smacked yourself. 'Who are you?' At least that was a little more intelligent than your last response. You were instantly conscious of your slight islander accent. Being raised by a dog and all, you were surprised you knew English as well as you did.
You saw the troll roll his eyes. 'You don't know who I am? WOULD YOU KNOW IF I TALKED LIKE THIS?' You noticed that he talked much louder, his lilting syllables from moments ago now turned to sharp, harsh clicks on the back of his tongue.
'Uh… Karkat?' You guessed. Karkat was one of the few trolls you talked to, and judging by his loudness when he changed his tone, you could almost see his all capital gray letter text scrolling above his head.
'Very good Jade. You've now officially met the leader on this god-forsaken asteroid.' He returned to his lilting accent, albeit with a sarcastic tinge to it. You thought he was the only one who had mastered this whole talking like a human thing.
'Hi Karkat. Nice to see you too.' You sighed. If only the handsome troll in front of you could have been someone, anyone but Karkat.
'I was expecting a short troll with anger management issues, not a handsome god-troll like yourself.' Mental facepalm again, because yes, you did in fact, say that OUT LOUD.
Karkat gave you a quizzical look and turned on his heels. 'I hope you're hungry. Dinner should be ready now.' He said flippantly, throwing the comment over his shoulder as he stalked away. You followed, face brighter than Christmas lights in July.
A/N: So I wrote this for my friend Catdo654 on Deviantart. She's really good, you should check her out if you get a chance. I've already written the next chapter, so it should be up fairly soon, but after that I have to write more xD
Sorry if Jade seems out of character to anyone. In my headcanon, she's the typical over-dramatic teenage girl.
Hope you enjoy it! Thanks for reading!