Note: And on to chapter two. Expect chapter three to be up soon.
"Kanya!"
Someone shook her gently and persistently, calling her name with a mixture of worry and annoyance.
She groaned, her eyes fluttering, but not opening. Why couldn't she sleep in? It was Saturday for crying out loud!
"Five more minutes…" She grumbled meekly, rolling over and away from whoever was holding her. Then she snuggled deeper into the pile of pillows.
"No. Kanaya, get up." The voice growled and whoever was there rolled her back over and patted the sides of her face gently, but sharply. "You know sleeping isn't allowed anymore…"
Her eyes opened slowly. Confusion and a little bit of fear ran through her.
A gray-skinned boy clutched her shoulders, frowning down at her. Nubby horns sprouted out of his skull and his grey eyes and permanently upset face was surprisingly familiar.
Recognition suddenly filled her and she sat up, smiling softly.
"Apologies, Karkat." She mumbled, patting his cheek in reassurance and standing.
She must be Kanaya now, her alternate jadeblooded troll-self. That meant her human-self must have passed out somewhere. She really hoped her brother wouldn't start forcing her to use her meds again because of this incident. They kept her human self awake too long and her troll self asleep for too long, which worried her eleven other friends. Especially Karkat, who she thought of as the little brother Kathleen the human wished for and the moirail that troll Kanaya wanted so badly.
He rolled his eyes. "Any nightmares you need to cry your dumb eyes out about?"
"Nope." She answered, not really thinking.
She froze as he raised an eyebrow. Oops. Normally, she'd just lie to him and make up some horrible nightmare, but, this time, she'd slipped up. Now he'd probably start questioning her, which, though she dearly cared for the mutant, was never a pleasant thing to endure, mainly because of his attitude.
"…Whatever." He grumbled turning and stalking over to Sollux and Feferi, who were on Gamzee's horn-pile.
She frowned. That was…Odd, to say the least.
Pushing the issue aside, she raised her arms and clasped her hands together, stretching her limbs. She groaned softly and happily as she felt her stiff body loosen up.
Then, as she leaned over to dust her shirt, she swept her gaze around the lab. Where was everyone? She had seen Terezi abscond, but that did not explain why Equius, Nepeta, Eridan, Vriska, Tavros and Gamzee were missing. She frowned, trying to remember the last time she'd seen any of them.
Then something caught her eye. She glanced over and that frowned turned into a smile.
The matriorb. The future of the race known as trolls, whose members she had become quite attached to.
She picked it up, careful not to prick her hands on any of the many horns that stuck out of it. Then an eager idea wriggled its way to the front of her brain.
She glanced around. Karkat had gone off to his own computer and was sulking there. As much as she'd love to let him know where she was going, she would much rather not be stopped from proceeding with her new-found goal.
Stroking the orb gently, she crossed over to the transportalizer. Just as her foot touched it, light flashed and she was knocked backwards.
She banged her head on the floor, hard. The world rung loudly in her ears as Eridan leaned over her. Her gaze blurred and she was pretty sure he had been trying to hold a deceit, non-flirty conversation, but the jadeblood simply couldn't have comprehended what the sea-dweller was telling her with her head throbbing painfully. And by the time her hearing returned, he had gone over to the horn-pile.
"Prick…" Kanaya hissed, sitting up and rubbing the back of her head.
She stood after a moment or so and dusted herself off. Then she looked up.
Right in time to watch Sollux's psionic powers loose over Eridan's white "science" and be knocked out cold. She stared, stunned, and watched Feferi turn on her former moirail.
And get shot right through the chest.
Instinctively, she drew her lipstick.
The purpleblood turned to her. She bared her fangs, locking eyes with him. Then, abruptly, his gaze lowered.
He looked at the matriorb at her feet.
No.
She reached for the cap of the 'stick.
And watched the orb blow up.
Anger surged through her. An uncontrollable rage of grief and hatred, followed by a sudden need for vengeance. Her lipstick turned into a chainsaw.
She rushed him, raising the buzzing weapon above her head as she leapt across the gap between them.
He raised his wand for a counterattack.
And shot her through.
Her body snapped back in recoil at the force and she dropped like a stone. Her world went black as she hit the hard lab floor.
And she died.