So... after thinking deeply about the story's perspective, I've decided to change it into a more easy perspective than I've used so far. I'm sorry for anyone who will be confused by this sudden change, but it makes writing easier for me. Also, cover art is on the way!
I do not own LoK or COD: BO, but I do own my OC.
Without further ado, hope you enjoy this new chapter and leave your thoughts down in a review below!
Chapter 2: First Impressions
I don't know how long I laid there, on the ice. It may be minutes, but it felt like hours. I didn't know what I got myself into, and my mind tried to find out what exactly I got myself into. Minute after minute passed, with me thinking harder than I've ever done in my entire life. I snapped back into reality when I noticed something. I... felt something. I looked sideways at my shoulders, and then I saw it: a snowflake. And not just one: a couple dozen laid there. I heard the wind howl and then I combined the pieces of the puzzle: a blizzard. Normal people had noticed a blizzard way earlier, simply because it is not something you want to get caught in. I was not like those people. Blizzards played a large part in the past few years of my life, and so I didn't notice that one was upon me. I sat up, but suddenly, a sharp pain roamed through my head. I grabbed it with both my hands, but it didn't stop. I closed my eyes, and memories flashed through my mind. Small, quick looks at something... similar to where I was now. I quickly recognised it: a blizzard. The next flash showed something else. That something else made my mind scream. I heard a voice: "Reznov...". I opened my eyes in horror, and stood up almost instantly. My breathing was quick, my right hand was now placed on my heart, like I had suffered from a sudden heart attack. Not that it was a very different experience.
"No, not this again!" I yelled. I knew what it was about, and I tried to shrug it off. Fortunately, it slipped away. I calmed my mind about the memories, and started thinking about another thing at hand: what was I going to do next? After a few minutes my body recovered from my flashbacks, and I started looking around. Not that it would matter, you can't see anything further than a few centimeters when you're caught in a blizzard. That's why I liked it: small chance to see other humans, small chance for interaction, so peace of mind. However, this meant that my social skills were...not so developed. Or in other words, poor. The last time another human was in my presence was probably...four years ago. Not something I'm proud of, but also not something I'm embarrassed about. It was just the way that it was. Little did I know about the change in that field of my social life, which would start sooner than I thought.
Suddenly, I sensed something. My whole body became tense, as if something, or someone, took control of it. I took a few clumsy steps forward, falling in the process. This... thing that is controlling me isn't used to controlling humans before. I'm not even sure if there are any humans here, where ever 'here' may be. I thought, and you could notice it quite clearly: my arms flailed in random directions, I blinked an awful lot, and I even spitted in the air, which came back in my face. That's gonna stay there for some time. I thought, while the thing finally could control my body properly. I looked around, and I started walking. Just plain old walking. I didn't know which direction, and where this something would lead my body towards, and frankly, I didn't even give fucks. I could stay here, in this blizzard, for all my life if I wanted. I was shaped in blizzards like this one, so this environment felt more like home than everywhere else I've been in my life. Even in my old home, I didn't feel safe as I did when I was covered in ice and snow, and when the wind howled for hours. This is my home, and I wouldn't have it any other way. I got fucked up and reborn in blizzards, with everything that I can now think of being either related to that or the other place I rather not talk about. It would cause recollections of the times I spend there, and those aren't pretty. Oh hell no. Even Dragovich, the man that ruined my life, couldn't last longer than one year in that hellhole before his heart would turn into cold hard stone. Not that it wasn't that anyway. Rumours that spread through Vorkuta weren't all nice and fluffy, especially not when it came to someone like Dragovich, or his right hand man, Krav-something. If you spoke of them, if you would speak of them in the first place, the only thing that someone expected was nothing but foul language and harsh words. Anything else, and ohhhh boy, you were in for a threat.
My thoughts ended there, because it seemed that something had crossed our path. Yet, blizzards were deceptive, and I was no stranger to that. I didn't know how long my body had been walking, but that wouldn't matter. I (or rather my body) was used to long, pointless walks into the cold abyss, and this was nothing new.
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Days went by. Not that I would care, since I had lost my sense of time long, looooong ago. There wasn't much to do when your body was controlled by someone or something, and thinking was out of the equation. I've had lots and lots of time to think about everything and nothing, and I was sick of it. Therefore it wasn't hard for me to kinda get excited or curious when something in the far distance became visible. As if I got a wake up call, I focused on the shadow that was half visible. That can't be anything, I thought, the blizzard is tricking me. But when the shadow didn't disappear, but instead came closer, that thought was quickly abandoned. As if on cue, I felt a sudden shift. Not only in my mind, but also in my body. It didn't take me long to figure out that I had regained control of my body. A voice in my head said: "Reach the city. Find the warmth." I had no idea what it meant, but I decided to go to the city anyway, since I had nowhere else to go, and nothing else to do.
After I don't know how many hours, the city came clearly into view. It was a metropolis, I noticed, since there were some skyscrapers in, what I assumed, the middle of the city. For the rest there were more apartment buildings, and to my right were two islands. One of them was occupied with an enormous statue, while the other one was covered with a temple and lots of green. Being the person that I am, I walked past both islands without acknowledging their presence, until I heard someone shout: "Hey you, stop!" Something in my mind clicked, and I started to run. I didn't know nor cared to know where I was going, but I was running. Old habit.
After a chase which lasted around seven minutes, in which I dodged fireballs and ice walls, I came to a halt. An ice wall, around four meter high, stood before me, and I turned around to see who was chasing me. One girl stopped two meters before me, while three others were approaching rapidly. I waited until all four of them where before me, and waited for someone to speak. A girl with a staff stepped forth, breaking the silence.
"Who are you?" She asked, her voice passive.
"It doesn't matter who I am," I said, "what matters is where we are, and what is bound to happen."
"We are in Yue Bay, the bay that provides the naval entrance to Republic City, a place where benders and non-benders can live in peace," she replied.
"Benders and non-benders huh? I see," I said, slight interest present in my voice. "well, now that I know that information, I would appreciate it if you would let me pass."
"Why should we, let you pass?" A boy spoke. Anger was clear in his voice, and I recognised that kind of tone. I've heard that tone much over the years, too much.
"Because then nobody would get hurt," I replied, my voice calm. I heard snickering among the male part of the group, while the female part was passive.
"Yeah right, like you could hurt us! You couldn't even touch us-" Before he could say anything else, four of my fingers connected with a certain part of his right shoulder, hitting a pressure point. He froze on the spot, falling down on the ground without moving. It only took the girls and the boy less than a millisecond to find out what I did, before I took them all out. Quick and precise jabs did the trick, and within seconds all four of them were immobilized. The ice wall turned back into its liquid state, and I could continue to the harbour. What a nice start in this world. I thought.
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The day went by quickly. When I first stepped onto the docks, people were giving me weird looks. I figured it was because of the feat that I performed in the bay. People knew not to fuck with me, and for that I was grateful. I didn't need people to pity me. No, quite the opposite. I wanted people to stay away from me, to fear me. Only then I would be in peace, which made the choice of going to a city very stupid. Not that I would give two shits about that. I looked around the city for the rest of the day, wearing a bored expression on my face. It wasn't a new sight for my eyes. I had seen cities like this one before. Nothing too weird going on. I decided that sightseeing had no more use for me, and since I didn't have any money of some sort, I figured that an alley behind an apartment building was my place to sleep. It was bad, yet not for me. I've been through worse, much worse, so I didn't care and went to sleep, using a trash bag as a pillow.
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The next morning was nothing more than I expected it to be: waking up in an alleyway, with only the things that I always had with me. Yep. Living the bright side. I stood up, brushed any dirt and/or filth of my clothes and walked out of the alleyway like I always did: expressionless face and no sign of guilt. Since I didn't know anything about this city or its inhabitants, or even for the whole world in that matter, I just casually walked around, waiting for anything interesting to happen. That interesting thing really took his time, yet I waited patiently. And my patience was rewarded. When I was strolling around a random neighborhood, I noticed a shift in the amount of people on the street. Many people retreated indoors, while shady people came out of their houses. A chill was running down my spine, yet I shook it off like the wind blows a leaf away. Forceful, yet gentle and smooth. That was also how I was going to deal with these goons. I saw them threading a shopkeeper, and I concluded that if I was gonna do anything interesting, this was the closest I could get to it. So, I stepped out of the shadows and into their sight, and I already knew how this was going to end.
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Yep. Called it. Long story short: took out the goons, police showed up, didn't resist the arrest and ended up in jail. Well, at least it was an improvement in both food and rest. I got a meal, which I ate just for the nutrients, and I had a cell without anyone else. First impressions. So far, so good.
Leave a review if you enjoyed this chapter! Suggestions and criticism is highly appreciated. Not hurtful things though, that's the buzzkill here. I'm sorry for the late upload, I couldn't find the right words for this chapter.
See you on the next one!
-Combustion