More cold weather and, as John like to put it, the season to be happy and joyful. Karkat didn't really see it. He liked to think that this was some cruel joke on him for being here, for being alive. He pulled the hood over his head and continued down the street to his small one-roomed apartment. Just another day alone in his shitty little apartment, probably have those stupid cup-o-ramens for dinner. Someone had mentioned to him once that he shouldn't cook them in the microwave.

He kindly told them to go fuck themselves.

Karkat shivered, wishing he had brought a heavy jacket to wear over his hoodie. He was walking home from work when the wind started to pick up and snow started to fall. Fucking snow, always sticking to the ground and making a mess. He still remembered when he first saw snow. He still didn't like it, despite Jade's protest of it being the best thing in the world. Karkat thought the stuff was pretty useless and stayed in his apartment when the weather was more cold. Besides, he preferred staying indoors. It was better, more peaceful than outside, with all the noise, with people who constantly bothered him, everything.

Yet at the same time, it was lonely, harsh. He had never felt more alone in his life. John and Jade came to visit spontaneously. Sometimes they brought Rose or Strider or both of them. Sometimes, he just wanted to tell them to fuck off and leave him alone. He didn't want their pity, he just wanted to be by himself. Still, he just couldn't do it. They all seemed like they wanted to genuinely help Karkat get through this so called 'rough patch' he was going through, but he didn't quite understand what the actual fuck Jade was talking about. Was it so hard to believe that maybe he just wanted to be alone? That maybe he was still fucked up from the game? That after everything, he just wasn't...himself.

Of course, that made sense to him. He wasn't a troll anymore. Being a fucking human was confusing, hard, and messy. He missed his old life, a harsh life but still a life he was used to. Humans were too soft, too fragile. It was different than what he was used to. It took John and the others a long time to get him to function in a normal society where he didn't have to constantly watch his back to make sure someone wasn't going to kill him or discriminate him for his blood color, which still was the fucking same. Even if Rose explained that all humans had the same blood color, he still thought it was fucking ridiculous that he had changed so much, yet he still had the same blood color.

Finally! He saw the apartment building! He hurried inside, taking the stairs before he arrived at the second floor. He entered apartment 213 and shut the door with a loud 'thud' before throwing his shit on the ground. He pulled off his hoodie before heading towards the kitchen. The food was something different, when he was trying it out. Some of it sucked while some of it was fucking cuisine.

Of course, his fridge was kind of empty at the moment since last month he had spent some of his rent money to help John out. Stupid Egbert, trying to help out the needy and his friends. He needed to worry about himself sometimes!

Karkat wasn't feeling too hungry, so he closed the fridge door and went over to his bed. Today had been a long one at his work. He just wasn't feeling it today. Everyone at work made sure to stay out of his way when he got crabby. He had almost gotten fired when he made some girl cry because he yelled at her for being the stupidest person on the planet. When Jade heard about it, she reprimanded him, telling him to at least try to be nicer to his co-workers, people he didn't care for. He just wanted everything to be gone.

He touched his dark hair, twisting part of it between his fingers. Karkat found each day becoming progressively harder to deal with. He wasn't meant for this, not meant for this life. At least not by himself.

Hours passed slowly. He did his best to do something, pass the time but he just found himself lagging behind. Karkat would check his computer, see a message from Jade or John but he ignored them. He watched television but nothing interest him enough to keep it on the same channel. Everything sucked.

He found some crackers and ate them before he threw the bag away. His next check would get him the food he needed.

The sun went down, lights on the streets flickered on, noises from other apartments filled the silent room. Karkat told John that he was okay and to fucking go out and have fun for once. He basically told Jade the same, since her evening would be spent with Strider. Fucking douche...

It was late, he should sleep. He had to go to fucking work tomorrow. He paced his room but he wasn't tired, not a bit. This pissed Karkat off because he knew that if he didn't get enough sleep, then he would definitely be chewing someone out tomorrow.

He finally just flopped onto his bed, laying there and looking at the ceiling. Karkat hadn't been getting much sleep as of late. The dark bags underneath his eyes were evidence of that. He wanted to sleep, he wanted to function normally tomorrow, or rather, later today. He just wanted one fucking day where he didn't have to think of anything but his life. Karkat wanted to forget, to not remember his life before.

'C'mon Vantas, get some damn sleep.' He was going to get some sleep. At the very least, he wasn't going to wake up shouting for phantoms that weren't there.

He didn't move from the position on his bed to a more comfortable one. He just wanted to not move at all. If he stayed still enough, breath slowly, then maybe his brain would get the fuckin' clue that he needed to shut down. He was so tired and Karkat knew that someone would inevitably ask him if he slept well. It was the same stupid question, a question that he avoided answering just so they wouldn't worry. They always worried about him but he wasn't a gru-wait! What was the term? He wasn't a baby anymore.

Karkat turn his head to the side, waiting for sleep to take him. His soft hair brushed against his face, his eyes slowly drifting closed.

His apartment was a small, one-room with everything one human needed to live in. His bed was near where the kitchen was, near enough to hear that single drop of water drip from the faucet.

A single drop of water that shattered everything.

Karkat let out a breathless gasp as his eyes widened, his heart raced violently in his chest, and his body shook like he had been thrown outside naked. He couldn't breath! He was frozen in place, he was trapped! The flashes were fast and furious, relentless in showing him the past he longed to forget. Memories of comrades that were no longer alive passed by, images of her blushed teal cheeks, her deep red eyes, her voice, everything. It wouldn't go away as he choked and sat up, looking around.

He was no longer there, no longer in the apartment. All Karkat saw was purple blood splattered around him.

NONONONONONONONONONONONONO!

His eyes fell upon her. Beaten, her body was against a wall. She had fallen in battle, teal blood covering her chest from the fatal wound that had killed her. Terezi Pyrope was no more.

He felt his chest tighten but it wasn't enough. Oh no! He saw another friend, a dear friend on the ground. He saw the hole from her stomach, much like one he had seen before but this one, this definitely killed her. Jade blood was already everywhere and she wasn't breathing. She was dead, dead! Karkat felt sick, felt that nauseating feeling. Tears were already streaming down his face as his knees gave out. It was his fault, all of it.

Yet life was a bitch when he saw yellow blood mixed with purple. Too much death, it was all too much.

His moirail...why? And when it came down to it, the juggalo was dead. Everything...why?

Karkat let out a cry as everything went black.

Ruby's Notes: Hello all! I have stepped back into the Homestuck fandom once more! This particular story was inspired by a artwork on tumblr, which is linked on my profile, if you wish to see it. While it could be made into a one-shot, I have decided to make this a multi-chapter fic and see where it goes, following Karkat as he plays being a human in the new universe. I will try my best to make this as interesting as possible, keeping characters 'in-character', and just hoping you guys enjoy it.

The setting is earth, of course. Everyone should be around their 20's, and the main thing, Karkat is human. Another note, I did not want him to have white hair or crimson eyes just for the fact that he was a mutant on his world, do I really want to be more cruel and have him a freak in ours? Not that he isn't a bit strange. Imagine you becoming a troll and thrust into Alternia and expect to live in that society forever.

Anyway! I hope you enjoy. Please leave a review telling me what you think. I wouldn't mind a beta-reader because I do tend to miss some grammatical errors and having someone that is good at making sure characters stay in-character. I'm not sure if Karkat said 'fuck' too many times or not. And each chapter will be vary in length.

Until next time, my lovelies.