Hey guys! Nelly here! So I got a lot of good reviews for my stranger things kotlc AU so I think I'm gonna go with it! A forewarning that the updates might be slow as I also have to update on my other stories on wattled and such. Anyways, I thought would try something a little bit different and make a oneshot based on this cute little idea I've been having for a while. It's a little altered version of some of Sophie's adventures through the lost cities. I hope you enjoy it! P.S: It might not make any sense to you as to why Keefe is tagged up in the character bar. Trust me- he'll show up in the story at one point. just wait and see.
Sophie sighed as she trudged behind her senior year class, wishing that the fieldtrip to the museum would just come to an end already. Having already been yelled at the teacher and received many glares from her classmates and curious looks from passerby (as he face is plastered on the front of many newspapers and magazines), all she wanted to do was go home and curl up in her room, where the voices weren't as strong. She sighed again as she tried to tune out the racing thoughts from people nearby, wishing she weren't such a freak:
And at that moment, she saw him.
Standing by a display of magazines, holding a newspaper that had an embarrassing picture f her on the front of it, was a boy with dark brunette hair. He seemed to be around the age of fifteen or so and was, without a doubt, the most attractive boy Sophie had ever seen. So she had no idea why he was showing interest in a newspaper article that was about her- actually, she had no idea why he was showing interest in an article, period. Most kids around her age wouldn't even lay their eyes on a newspaper, let alone actually read one.
She felt herself blush profusely when she met eyes with the boy. His eyes were the most vibrant and beautiful shade of teal she had ever seen. He seemed to be looking at her in what almost seemed like- disappointment? Sophie briefly wondered why, but her attention was quickly taken over by another little factor she had noticed: she couldn't hear is thoughts.
Not one word or even sound was heard in her head when she laid eyes on the brunette. His mind was completely quiet- she'd never experienced a mind like that before. Sophie at first thought that his were just blended in with everyone else's, but when she concentrated on him and his thoughts, there were none for her go hear. She found it strange that the boy had such a quiet mind. Did he just not think or something? …..Is that even possible?
"Is this you?"
Gazing upwards, Sophie realized that the boy was now standing beside her, gesturing towards the picture of her. She tried to reply but couldn't find herself capable of doing so, blushing heavily instead. Having little experience with talking to boys (especially cute ones) Sophie found herself at a loss of words. So she nodded as a response, trying to subdue her blush. "I thought so," the boy said and squinted down at the picture. "I didn't realize your eyes were brown." Sophie frowned at that. "um, yeah….Why?" She asked, genuinely curious as to why he pointed them out. What was so special about her boring brown eyes anyways? Especially since he was the one it the unique ones.
The boy smiled at her. "No reason," he said simply, then turned and pointed to the sculpture of the albertosaurus they were currently standing by, asking her if people really thought that they looked like that. "It's a bit absurd, isn't it?" he asked, looking like he was trying to suppress a smile of amusement. Sophie turned herself and looked at the sculpture. She couldn't see anything wrong with it- it seemed like a perfectly normal depiction of the albertosaurus to her. She looked at the brunette and shrugged. "Not really," she said. "Why? What do you think they look like?" she asked him, although she really couldn't imagine the dinosaur looking like anything else.
A chuckle came from the boy's mouth as he shook his head lightly. "Never mind," he said, giving her a charming smile that made her blush again. "It was nice meeting you Sophie." as he began to turn away from her, a bunch of toddler suddenly ran in between them. "Oh no," Sophie thought to herself and immediately clutched her head in pain as their loud and energetic voices spiked in her brain. She groaned, and started to massage her temples in an effort to soothe her aching mind- but she wasn't the only one in pain.
Sophie's lips parted in shock when she saw that the boy was in a similar position as she was. Although she had missed the faint sound of growling and how the boy was subtly patting his satchel bag, sh focused in on the way he was clutching his head and gritting his teeth. Almost as if he had…. Sophie gasped and the boy looked up at her, an equally shocked expression written on his face. "Did you…hear that?" he asked her, his voice barely above a whisper. Sophie almost replied but stopped herself. "Who are you?" she asked instead, not about to give her secret up to a complete stranger.
However, the look on her face must've gave it away because the boy straightened himself, looking at her with wonder. "You did, din't you?" he asked- well, are like stated- completely awestruck. "I can't believe it- you're a telepath!" Sophie found herself flinching at the word and slowly started backing away, not exactly liking where this was going. The boy noticed this and put his hand out as if he were trying to tame an animal. "It's okay; you don't have to be afraid. I'm one too," he informed her cautiously. "My name is Fitz?" Fitz? What kind a name is that? Sophie looked at him warily, not sure if he was telling her the truth or not. Once again, Fitz picked up on her emotions because he promptly said, "I'm not lying," and continued to inch his towards her.
Feeling overwhelmed and generally exposed, Sophie found herself starting to become faint on her feet. She tried to compose herself and calm her mind down, but it proved itself useless and she started sobbing about on her feet. She would've fallen right then and there if it weren't for Fitz, who reached out his arms to steady her. "It's okay Sophie, you don't have to be afraid; we've been looking for you for twelve years!" Fitz told her. Sophie looked at him, her eyes wide. Looking for her for twelve years? Why were people searching for her for so long- why were they searching for her in general?! And who was 'we'?
So much was coming a her right now and it was too much for her brain to handle. She needed air- she needed it now. Springing from Fit'z arms, Sophie ran out the nearest door as fast as her feet could take her, ignoring the calls telling her to wait from Fitz behind her. In her haste, she didn't notice the car speeding towards her as she raced to cross the road until it honked at her. Sophie turned her attention coming straight to her and her eyes widened with fear:
She was about to die.
Fitz mentally cursed himself when he saw the car speeding toward Sophie. "Oh, good going Fitz," he thought sarcastically to himself. "You finally find the girl you've been searching twelve years for, only to end up killing her a few minutes after meeting her." He winced as the car got dangerously close to Sophie. "And the grand prize for the most epic failure of the year goes to-" Fitz's attention was suddenly grabbed by the car swerving to the side, inches before it could hit her, before slamming right into the stoplight. The slight ray of relief and hope Fitz had felt instantly vanquished as the light started to tumble down towards Sophie. "Oh please no," he breathed out as he saw Sophie scream and instinctively hold her hands out- only to widen his eyes in shock when the light stopped falling completely.
Fitz gated at the sight. He knew that elves had telekinesis, but he's never seen someone have it that strong- especially from a child her age. Sophie herself seemed to not understand what she did or how she id it because she looked up at the stoplight with awe. It was then that Fitz started to notice people staring, which caused him to panic. So far, this was not going nearly as smoothly as he had originally planned.
"Put it down," he told her and she looked at him, eyes widening, completely losing her concentration as she cried out and dropped her hands, causing the light to go back into free fall instantly. "Look out!" Fitz shouted and managed to yank her out of the way before the light crushed her. The two of them lost their balance and Sophie ended up on top of Fitz on the ground. He looked at her with thorough shock. "How did you do that?" he whispered to her. He'd never seen such powerful telekinesis before.
Sophie looked back at him, eyes widened with shock. "I have no idea," she said truthfully, sitting herself up. A growl was suddenly audible in the air. Sophie looked around strangely, wondering where the noise had came from while Fitz quite swore under his breath. He'd have to soothe the animal after they were out of sight. "We need to get out of here," he said, earning her attention quickly as he posted to the nearby driver who looked at the two like he'd just seen a ghost. Sophie gasped. "He saw…" she said, nothing less than horrified. Fitz pulled her to her feet. "Is there a place that we can go where there's not a lot of people?" he asked her, ignoring the fidgeting that was happening in his satchel bag.
The brown eyed elf pointed to a direction, and the two of them ran over there, even though Fitz knew the area wasn't secluded, having already passed there. However, he understood that he probably just spooked the girl a bit so he could understand her concerns of being in a secluded area alone with him. After all, it wasn't every day that some random dude just showed up and changed your entire life.
Once they go there, Sophie instantly started asking questions. Fitz ran a nervous hand through his hair. "Listen, I didn't know it was going to be you. I wasn't even supposed to talk to you. But I had to make sure- you just don't make any sense," he told her. "What does that mean?" she asked him. Fitz felt like kicking himself for saying something so stupid. He sighed and tried again. "your eyes really threw me off," he said truthfully. "Whats wrong with my eyes?" she asked, sounding a little self-conscious. This time Fitz had to clench a fist in order to prevent him from actually slapping himself. A pretty girl like Sophie shouldn't feel self-conscious! Wow, he was not good at this.
"Nothings wrong with them. It's just that- well, all our eyes are blue," he explained. "Our?" Sophie inquired, looking at him weirdly. Fitz nodded and took a deep breath, trying to prepare himself for the large amount of disbelief that he knew he'd be hit with after saying this sentence; "Yes, 'our': We're not human, Sophie."
At first Sophie looked at him like he actually needed medical help before laughing at him right there and then. "Oh, not human- riiiiiiiiggghhht," she said sarcastically. Fitz closed his eyes and took a deep breath before opening them again. "I'm telling the truth," he said rather lamely, knowing she wouldn't believe him anyways. Her response was turning an walking away from him. He groaned and started to run after her. "Where are you going?" He asked. Sophie scoffed. "You're crazy- and I'm even more crazy for trusting you!" She called back. Fitz plead with her o wait a moment and she finally gave in, turning back to face him. "Can humans do this?" he asked before blinking in and out of sight. She looked at him ad if he'd just grown two heads. "How did you do that?" she breathed out. "You can do it to if you really concentrate- I'm telling you Sophie: we're not human."
Sophie slowly started to walk back towards him. "So…. What? You're saying that- I'm an alien?" She asked shakily, as if she were horrified at the idea. Fitz couldn't control himself: he burst into laughter. Sophie blushed, even though Fitz was laughing more at her reaction than her thought of being an alien. "No," he said after he caught his breath, "I'm saying that you're an elf." Sophie blinked at him multiple times. "….. An elf?" she said. Fitz nodded. It was her turn to laugh this time. "Y-you can't possibly be serious," she said, gasping from her laughter. "An elf? Really? That's the best you can do?" When Fitz just looked at her in puzzlement, Sophie shook her head. "Okay, that's it. I'm outta here."
Panic sweet through Fitz as he tried to catch up to her. "Sophie wait up," he said as he tried to grab er arm. Sophie snatched it away. Fitz was about to plead with her again when a low growl was heard in the air. Sophie stopped and swung around, probably recognizing the sound from earlier. Fitz froze and paled significantly as the growl got louder, making it clear were the sound was coming from. Sophie looked dow at his satchel bag, then up to him, arching an eyebrow. "Did that just come from your….. bag?" she asked, pointing slightly down at it.
Muttering curses, Fitz reached down into his bag to pet the little creature. Sophie furrowed her eyebrows as the loud, threatening growls softened a bit. "Okay, what is in there?!" She screeched, making Fitz cringe- but not because it was loud. The minute she said that, the creature pounced right out from his bag, making Sophie scream and stumble back a but. The tiny animal landed right in front of Fitz, growling as if she was a threat. As Fitz slowly reached his hand up to pinch the bridge of his nose, Sophie observed the little creature. She recognized it as a fox- a fennec fox (A/N: For those who don't know what a fennec fox looks like, search them up- they're soooooo adorable and are all ears! They're so cute! XD)
She looked up at Fitz with disbelief. "You have a fennec fox as a pet?" she asked him incredulously. The fox hissed at the word 'pet' and it's ears perked up as if it were offended. Fitz sighed as he went to gather up the tiny furball. "He's not a pet- he's a companion," Fitz corrected her as the fox kept glaring at her. "And he only jumped out at you because he thought you were a threat to me- come on man, it's okay, she's not gonna hurt us," he told the fox, which reluctantly climbed up his arm, all the way up to his shoulder. "Well, hopefully," Fitz mutters before bringing his attention back to the startled girl.
Sophie looked at the creature, whom of which was still glaring at her, with skeptic eyes. "That thing is your protector? Really?" she asked, cocking an eyebrow in disbelief. Fitz understood why. Kaye probably looked like he could do little to know damage. But he's a quick little bugger; and he's much more terrifying than he looks. "Kaye could've actually ripped your throat out if you made any motions to attack me," he said calmly, ignoring the girl's horrified look. "But he doesn't do it often. He usually gives them a warning swipe or two if they get too touchy, but luckily us elves are not into violence so yeah," he said with a shrug, before adding, "and he's a companion." At the mention of elves, Sophie rolled her eyes again. "You still think I believe that whole 'elf thing?" she asked him.
Fitz groaned. Man, this girl was difficult. "We are elves, Sophie. I don't really know what else to say to you," he tried to reason with her but she just got more sarcastic. "Okay then, fine: I'm an elf. Do I help Frodo save the mid earth? Or do I help make toys for Santa in the north pole?" She asked mockingly, arms crossed and all. Fitz sighed and shook his head, trying his hardest not to smile. Kaye simply growled at her and he rolled his eyes. "Knock it off, fuzzball," he told I'm and Kaye hissed at him before going back to glaring at Sophie. Fitz rolled his eyes agin. What a drama queen.
"Listen, would it help if I show you?" he asked her and she scoffed. "Show me? Oh yeah sure. This oughta be good," she said, rolling her eyes. Fitz suppressed a smile. She was in for a biiiig reality check.
Hey guys. Remember when I said that this was going to be a oneshot? I lied. Well, sorta. I mean, I could, make it into a oneshot, but you know how I tend to overwrite so i might make into a 4 part instead, possibly five. Idk yet.
Oh and also Kaye's name is pronounced KAY. I was thinking of just spelling it like that but it looked kinda weird so I added an e in it. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this and I apologize for any mistakes as I literally typed this with the dull ends of two pencils, because of my difficulty of typing with fake nails. Ugh. But yeah I hope you guys liked this, feel free to review.
-Someonewhodoesntcare