Y/N: It hurts...my body hurts. Wait...I'm still alive...? Does that mean...
I slowly open my eyes and notice that I'm laying on a bed. I look at the ceiling, which was all rocky and dripping with a bit of water. There was a huge hole in the ceiling as well, letting in some sunlight into the room I was in. I slowly move my head to the side so I can see more, trying to ignore the pain that launches through my body while trying to look around. Once I manage to completely turn my head, I get a full view of the room I was in. I was in a large cave that had some furniture around the place. Water was running down the walls and into a small streams that went through the ground, with some wooden planks were used as walkways over the streams. I groan weakly and try to sit up, although I quickly stop and grip onto the sheets of the bed.
Y/N: Was it a dream...? It must've been...something like that can't possibly exist.
I then heard some footsteps approaching from the side. I look up and notice the shadow of someone coming up, the shadow showing that it was a rather small figure. The person then turned the corner and gasped, revealing to me that it was Rickert. I smile brightly and quickly sit up, ignoring the pain and grabbing onto him. I open my mouth and try to speak to him, although some little gasps are the only things that come out. I shut my mouth and rub my throat a bit before clearing it and trying again, although the same noises come out.
Rickert: Hold it! You might be thirsty, let me get you a cup of water.
He patted my shoulder and walk off to get a cup of water. I continue to rub my throat and breathe heavily.
Y/N: What the hell...?! I swear I could talk...I know it!
I try to speak again, only to have nothing come out. I begin to tremble and look around, trying to see if there was a way for me to communicate. Rickert then came back into the room and handed me a cup of water, which I grabbed and drank. I then tried to speak again, but still nothing.
Rickert: Wait a minute...can you not talk? Did something happen inside that tornado?
Y/N: Tornado...?
I tilt my head and raise an eyebrow before I sigh and look around. I then use my hand and move it around in a writing motion.
Rickert: Oh, you want something to write with?
I smile and nod. He nods and walks off again and comes back with some paper and a quill. I set the paper down on a desk at the side of the bed and write my message.
Y/N: "Where's your group? The injured men of the Band of the Hawk we were suppose to rendezvous with."
Rickert: Oh...w-well...something happened. While you guys were out...something attacked us. It was like...giant bugs..and a giant slug-
I gasp and stop him before making a very brief sketch of the "slug" that had eaten Pippin during the eclipse. I then showed him the drawing and made a question mark next to the drawing.
Rickert: Y-yeah...that thing and a bunch of bugs came by and killed everyone...I'm the only survivor...
I set the quill down onto the desk and run my fingers through my hair, some beads of sweat rolling down my face.
Y/N: So that's it...everyone is dead. Wait...!
I quickly grab the quill again and dip it into the ink before writing out another message.
Y/N: "Is Guts here? Or Casca?"
Rickert: Um...yeah...they're a little down the other side of the cave...
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An Obscure Destiny (Band of the Hawk Insert Reader)
FanfictionYou, once a simple farmer, encounters and joins the legendary Band of the Hawks. Your ordinary life spirals into one of warfare and bloodshed as you fight alongside the Hawks. Your destiny is entwined with a man's dream, an ambition.