[before youall start reading this, i only found out about legion of the black today but you know me, i get obsessed within a second. so here is my attempt at an andley one shot based off legion off the black-ish, my thing, etc etc. have fun <3]
"Get out of there! What are you thinking?" He heard the Prophet scream at him. Where was he supposed to go? "This place is about to collapse, get the fuck out of there!" The Mystic also yelled. The Deviant looked around, searching for a way out. "How?!" He then screamed back. The Prophet lay down flat on his chest, reaching a hand out to him. "You learned how to fucking climb, use those skills!" He screamed.
The Deviant took a few steps back, got into start-position, and just as he was about to run, the floor collapsed. He screamed and heard a faint, "NO!" coming from his friends. He hit the hard surface headfirst, and then he was surrounded by black.
It didn't take long. - well, did it? - until he woke up again, and it also didn't take long until the panic settled in. "Shit, shit, shit!" He muttered. "Oh my god," He heard, and he jumped at the female voice. "I seriously thought you were dead." "And I thought I was alone, both wrong, I guess." The Deviant answered, sitting up. "Any idea where the fuck we are?" He followed, trying to stand up, but feeling a horrible pang in his left ankle. He groaned in pain, grabbing towards the spot. "Are you hurt?" She asked. "I fell down a whole fucking story, but no, I'm fine." He sneered. "Jesus, I'm just trying to help you. I could've leant you help, I'm a medic. But Mr. got snappy."
The Deviant turned his head at her. "I'm sorry, it's just that I have no idea where the fuck I am, what the fuck happened, or where the fuck my team is." "What's your name?" She asked. "I'm the Deviant." He said, looking up at her. "Your name is 'The Deviant'? That's your real name?" She asked, cocking an eyebrow. "I'm not allowed to give my real name." "Why not?" "What is this, 20 questions?" The Deviant snapped again.
"Yeah, okay, you had a second chance." The girl faced away from her. "Please!" He cried out. She looked over her shoulder to him, her blue eyes popping out. Her black hair swayed along with her movements. "I'm Evelyn. Eve for short." She said, opening a case. "We're at F.E.A.R.s. They found you before your friends did." "How long have you been here?" The Deviant asked. Eve walked over to him, holding a bandage and some other supplies. "What are those?" He asked.
"I'm going to patch you up." Eve chuckled. The Deviant smiled at her, mumbling a, "thank you." at her. "So what happened?" Eve asked. "I... don't know. All I remember was F.E.A.R. attacking and then the ground disappeared and... now I'm here. But I'm not in the same place... Right?" He asked. Eve smiled sadly. "Like I said, F.E.A.R brought you here."
After a minute or 10 in silence - besides the hisses from Deviant when he was in pain, - Eve spoke up. "I know how to get out of here." She said. "Thank god." He sighed in relief. "Can you walk?" "I'll be fine." He answered, stretching his limbs. "Good, because it's going to be tough."
Not too much later, the first rays of sunshine came through, and The Deviant couldn't be any happier. "Do you think my team is close?" He asked. "F.E.A.R. and The Wild Ones are always close. You just need to know what direction your going in." Eve said, wiping the dust off her boots.
"Well, I'm done here." The Deviant heard her say. "Wait, what? What'ya mean?" He turned around to face her, but she was gone. "Eve?" He called out, looking around. "Goodluck, Deviant," He heard from above him. He tuned to the sound, and there she was. On the top of a few rocks. "find your group back. You can do it." She finished, saluting him. "You can't just take off on your own!" He tried to call her back, but her back was turned for good. For good.
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