She was so lonely. Always. She flitted through the dark world that she inhabited, aching with cold and fear of the outside.
She searched people to complete her. Soulmates of sorts, even if they weren't willing at first. After they started sharing space and getting up close and personal, she knew that they were happy together. They were made to live this way.
She knew that she changed the people that she joined. Some of it was physical, a sign of the relationship shared within this body. The look scared the others. They just didn't understand it. They had never felt the connection. Or if they had, they didn't remember.
That part made her sad. Very few could remember the beautiful sensation of togetherness once she was gone. But she always would remember every person she joined.
Many times as she drifted through the quiet cold, she remembered her past experiences. She recalled the insulting panic on the faces of her new friends as she came closer. She remembered the sensation of her cold and their warmth mixing. It burnt away the icy loneliness that ruled whenever she was locked away in that room, that terrible room in the Midnight Hotel. The best part was feeling their different bodies and their movements and their thought schemes, their hopes and dreams and plans and pasts. She belonged somewhere.
And now she had been blessed again, gifted to this girl with the dark eyes and the pale skin and the ebony hair. She had inhabited her body and felt that link between the two. The Remnant had experienced that fairytale feeling.
It hadn't lasted.
And now everything was going wrong. She had been shunted out of control, but not by the girl with the taken name Valkyrie Cain. This was something different. Something powerful, insanely so. Something out of control.
Huddled in the corner of the mind she inhabited, the Remnant cursed herself for being so foolish, for breaking down that forbidden wall in this head. For unleashing the monster.
So now she was forced to watch her brothers and sisters die at the hands of the body that she herself in inhabited. The Remnant shook with shock and loss and horror and pain as Darquesse sliced her way through a swathe of bodies, bathing in the blood that she drew with vicious swipes. The Remnant saw the panicked eyes of her family members as they tried, in vain, to vacate the bodies that they inhabited. She felt, from the inside, Darquesse's sick enjoyment of the obscene violence.
And she felt it now as Darquesse turned her sights inwards and decided to rid herself of the pesky critter quivering in a corner of her brain.
The Remnant screamed in agony as she was burnt away in a flash of blinding light.
Hey guys, this is my first one-off/drabble/idkwhattocallit so tell me what you thought!
This was an idea I had and it comes from Mortal Coil when Valkyrie has a Remnant in her head (oops if you've not read it...too late! GO READ IT NOW) but I decided to write from the point of the Remnant. Hope you found this interesting! PS It makes more sense if you go back and reread it now:P
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