"SPEAK." Orange got the feeling of this.. person, or whatever they were, was growing increasingly angry.
"..Uh-" Orange, despite being afraid, looked at the person awkwardly. "..Hi?-"
The person tilted their head, lowering the knife. This wasn't how this situation was planned to go. Normally, a crewmate wouldn't say anything at all, and they'd force the words out. This crewmate, however.. They were.. obeying?
"Why were you roaming the hallways, little crewmate?"
Orange wrinkled her nose at the nickname. "Because I wanted alone time." She responded, feeling a bit more confident in her abilities. She didn't feel much fear anymore, well.. She did, but Orange didn't want to admit that.
"..Alone time?" They repeated, softly. Orange noticed this person was growing a bit agitated, but kept their voice low. Orange nodded.
Without warning, the person let out a frustrated snarl, unpinning Orange from the wall, storming off. Clearly, this didn't go to plan.
Black's POV: (yes I'm including this here, because why not)
Black walked quickly through the corridors, feeling their anger boil up inside them. Who does that crewmate think they are? Angry thoughts swirled in their mind. But one thought remained..
Why weren't they afraid?
Black paused, realizing something. That crewmate.. Wasn't afraid. Atleast, from what Black could tell. A sensation sparked inside them.
What if I could.. Manipulate, this crewmate? Or worse, make them feel safe around me, and kill them.. Black grinned maliciously, chuckling to himself.
"Oh crewmate, you don't know what you've gotten yourself into..~"
Orange's POV:
After the person stormed off, Orange was left there, dumbfounded. Okay.. What just happened? Was I interrogated for no--
"ORANGE!"
Instantly, she looked over to see Pink scramble to her side, panicking. "I told you not to roam off alone!" Pink cried, looking at Orange fearfully. "..Did he find you?" She asked, her tone soft and worrisome.
"..Who?" Orange raised a brow, "Oh wait. You mean that creepy dude with the cone?"
Pink froze, smacking her hand onto Orange's mouth. "SHH! He could be anywhere.." Pink was showing genuine fear, which Orange didn't understand. Why was she panicking, and not her? Orange grabbed Pink's hand, tearing it off. "Mind telling me who this 'he' is?" She huffed, glaring at Pink with an annoyed gaze.
Pink looked at Orange fearfully, sighing. "..That was Black. He's the current leader of the Impostors, and he.." Pink paused, gulping, "..Doesn't find entertainment often-"
"WHAT?!" Orange shrilled, scrambling away, "So you're saying I'm his ENTERTAINMENT? I just got here!" Orange felt herself tremble, realizing what she just did. "Oh no.."
Pink nodded, biting her lower lip, "..It's going to be rough for you, Orange."
Orange narrowed her eyes, shooting Pink a stare. "It's YOUR fault that I roamed out here! Now I got some deranged alien wanting me dead!"
Pink sighed, looking at Orange with an apologetic frown. "At least let me take you to your room?-"
Orange rolled her eyes, standing. "Fine."
~End of Chapter Three~
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Fearless
FanfictionWhen a young crewmate named Orange is sent to a Skeld containing Mira's most feared Impostor in the world, she is determined to befriend them. But will she succeed? Or perhaps become lunch for a deranged entity?
