𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓 | mtp

| prologue |

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THE leaves of autumn started to burn an amber, falling from the trees as the sign of winter approached. the weather had turned chilly quite quickly in the late october and y/n felt unmistakably cold when she woke up that saturday morning.

the loud noises of london traffic and endless chipping of birds rang loudly in her head as she sat on her bed and glanced out of her bedroom window out of habit. her shabby and small apartment in the south east of london was the epicentre of all the traffic which irritated y/n to no end. the horns, the yelling, the engines, it was all overwhelming and all she wanted was peace and quiet.

she slowly got out of bed, flipping the covers off her body and slipping her feet in the slippers that sat by her bed. the clouds in the sky looked daunting, a sombre grey in different gradients stretched across the horizon. y/n yawned into her mouth, shuffling to the bathroom, she brushed her teeth and had a shower before eating the same breakfast as she had done for the past 3 months and slowly walked back to her room.

her morning, afternoon, evening and night routine was the same as it always had been. no change whatsoever and nothing new happening at all, she was entirely bored of her life now she was twenty-one; whatever nonsense those 90s romcom films were spouting were rubbish. y/n never fell in love, had a coming of age arc or anything of the sort.

still in university, she was weighed down by the sheer mass of homework, assignments, essays that she had to complete before the end of the autumn break. y/n had moved three hours away from her home town in the midlands of england, carrying a huge student debt over her head and an average of three hours of sleep per night.

y/n barely saw her friends from college or high school, always at home doing assignments or at the library revising for an upcoming exam or in the actual lecture scribbling down notes. her studies seemed to suck the life out of her and if she weren't studying, she would spend that time trying to catch up on the sleep she missed. she had a feeling this would never end, even after graduating university because eventually work will drag the life out of her and she'll fall to the ideals of society.

after a few hours of studying, she yawned and stretched, groaning in relief at the satisfying cracks heard from her back and neck. she sighed as she glanced at the time 14:34. y/n felt an urge to eat after studying relentlessly for hours on end and got dressed to go to the supermarket to buy more groceries.

she dressed in a dark-academia style outfit with a beige pleated skirt, she nodded to herself in the mirror and grabbed an umbrella on the way out.

y/n exhaled as she looked up towards the sky and clutched her umbrella in her right hand. recently she had been interested in an anime 'moriarty the patriot' finishing the whole thing and neglecting her assignments (she regretted doing that afterwards). y/n always felt conflicted if the protagonists were right to kill people for the sake of justice, for the sake of a better world.

the first raindrop began to form once she had been walking for a couple minutes; then another and another. until it started to pour heavily and the umbrella that y/n held was deemed useless to prevent the rain. the supermarket was a ten-minute walk which could've easily been a two-minute bus ride but for a broke university student who's saving money, she would rather walk and get her steps in.

she turned a corner where the building obscured the vision of who was on the other side and bumped into an unassuming person. y/n looked up, with an apology automatically spoken as she made eye contact with whom it was. an elderly woman, with fascinating bright blue eyes peering up at her, clutching tightly her burgundy purse and drenched in the rain.

"ah! i'm sorry ma'am. are you okay?"

the woman sniffed and took a step back, looking her up and down and muttering something incoherent. y/n stood there con-fuddled, the old lady still murmuring under her breath. she was dressed too lightly for an october rainy afternoon, no coat nor scarf and only a wool burgundy dress with black tights and pumps soaked from the rain.

"uhm, ma'am would you like to use my umbrella?" y/n asked, stretching out her arm with the umbrella towards the woman so it covered her as well. the woman tilted her head up and blinked, whispering in a coarse voice, "you don't belong here,"

y/n blinked. "pardon?"

the lady became more insistent, her voice getting louder, "i see! i see your future, and your fate! not here! your place is in a different world, dimension!"

the rain continued to pour, the only sound being the colliding of rain droplets on asphalt. y/n stared at the woman who stared back just as hard, clutching onto her arms tightly. she was extremely confused, slowly lifting her hand up to wrangle at the fingers digging into her arms and uncurling them. she succeeded and took three steps back, deeming the old woman as insane.

"look, ma'am i'm not sure who you are or where your family is but please leave me alone." y/n was getting slightly annoyed due to the heavy rainfall and random encounter with a woman who told her she wasn't meant to be here. she stepped to the side and started to walk again when the woman grabbed her arm again and whispered something rapidly.

"hm? what- wait- excuse me-" y/n started to protest, the panic starting to settle in when she saw a bright blue glow coming from the hand clutching her arm. the woman's eyes were closed in concentration almost as if she were casting a spell, the glow becoming larger and larger, bluer and bluer until it wholly consumed y/n and she dropped her umbrella in surprise from the loud humming frequency she heard.

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rewritten [23rd october 2021]
hope the prologue wasn't too bad, the previous one wasn't that great so i rewrote it and made it better.