Y/N POV
I'm sitting in the trenches at Ypres in France. My Brodie helmet is stupidly uncomfortable, the leather straps are knotted up and jabbing into my skull, this is uncomfortable. I'm just leaning against a wall, when I smell something off. Horseradish. The fuck? I haven't even seen Horse radish since I left for this god forsaken place after my brother Henry died. I'm confused and look out across no man's land, but, I can see anything. I realize it's because my eyes are shut. I open them and am met by a brownish yellow gas that burns my eyes.
Y/N: GAHHH SON OF A BITCH! Harold!
Harold's our medic.
Harold: I know Y/N! I don't know what this shit is but it's horrifying.
Y/N: I can't see the gas stings and burns!
Harold: Cmon soldier, let's get you to a nurse!
We start walking when a stray bullet strikes me in the arm. I hear scattered and muffled German.
German 1: Sanitäter und hat eine da unten!
What? Suddenly a bullet enters my skull and I black out.
Vaggie POV, the day prior.
Ughh! That god damned spider slut! Not only has he fucked up the lobby again, he's fucked up our chance of people actually giving us a chance! I'm going to end that little knuckle fuck if it's the last thing I ever do. I storm up to my room, fling the door open, slam the door shut, then flop on the bed and scream into the pillow, then fall asleep.
The next day, still Vaggie POV
I've woken up, I've calmed down, now I'm getting up to get changed into my work clothes, a white dress with Xs over the the breasts and a grey band around the waist, some thigh highs, and a pair of heels. I shower first, and walk out to my dresser as my phone buzzes.
Warning!
Cleanse in effect till
9:30am April 23, 1915.
Remain indoors if possible.
Well shit. Charlie's going to be upset. I get into a bra and some panties when I hear my rooms deck door break. I turn and see what looks like a soldier. He groans and look up. We look at each other.
Soldier: AHHH! Oh my god I'm so sorry!
Vaggie: Holy fucking shit!
He covers his eyes and sprints to the door, running into it before opening it.
What the actual fuck just happened?
Chapter End.
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Fanfiction"As our mother always said little brother, there's always good in the bad!" -Henry Dinhaltz. As Henry Dinhaltz's younger brother found out, his Brother wasn't wrong. Y/N Dinhaltz died in 1915, a strapping young man of 18, he had died in a Gas attack...
