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loserfrankenstein · 25 days
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they put an android in discovery he looks like data apparently mr soong started a design trend
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jinxthequeergirl · 3 years
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For Those You Lost
Simon Kalivoda x reader
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Summary: you are forced to mourn for your friends and loved ones, and when you are given the chance to exact revenge, you don't hesitate.
Warning: SPOILERS FOR FEAR STREET 1666 basic horror violence, death, swearing, Implied that Heather was the Readers Older sister.
Consider this a short sequel to "As The World Caves in" in which i change the narritive so the reader is the one exacting revenge on Nick Goode
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You Wish you would have just died that night, even wishing you would have died in the hospital. Instead you where walking around while not only your sister but best friend person you loved where all dead.
Now you where expected to give a speech in front of the whole student body.
It was all fake, the Sunnyvaleiers didn't give a rats ass about your family and friends, they didn't care that you lost the first person you said "I love you too."
No. They where just there because they had to be.
Walking up to the podium seemed to move in slow motion, as everyones eyes followed you, some bored, some annoyed, others not even paying attention. Not a single one shared a mournful look with you.
"Hello fellow ShadySide students and Staff, and hello Sunnyvale." You started having to clear your throat to get rid of the tears that theatened to spill after catching a glimps of Simons Photo in the back.
"We are here today to mourn the loss of three people, Some of you knew them...most...didn't their names where Heather, My...sister,Kate and...And Simon...My bestfriends..." You looked up feom your crumpled note book paper and out intonthe sea of bored highschoolers.
Why hadn't you died that night?
Why hadn't you died in that hospital bed?
Why where you the one standing at that potium?
Why did you have to find the right things to say about your dead friends and family, When no one there would ever really know the truth?
Why?
Why?
Why!?
You froze the thought of Simons face right before he sacrificed himself for you flashing through your mind.
"I can't do this..." You muttered.
"FUCK YOU! FUCK ALL OF YOU! YOU DIDN'T EVEN KNOW THEM! YOU DON'T EVEN CARE!" everyone seemed to be intrested now that you where screaming. "FUCK THE NEWS TOO, SIMON AMD KATE WHERE MORE THEN DRUGGIES YOU ASS HOLES!"
You crumpled up the paper throwing it somewhere and storming off, brushing officer Goodes hands off of you as you did so.
That night seemed so far away, now your blood boiled more as you stepped on the gas of The stolen cop car after hearing what Deena had just discovered. "Y/n! Slow Down!" Josh warned.
"Y/n..." Deena said softly putting her hand on your shoulder. "We're gonna stop him." She said in a soft confident voice. "Damn right." You said slowing down just enough to not get the three of you killed, but kept going fast enough to reach Ziggy and Devise a plan.
In the mall the five of you worked hastily to set up the trap for Goode, Ziggy glanced up at you ever now and then before finally coming up beside you.
"I'm assuming you two where close?"
You glanced up at her before quickly looking back down to tie the knot you'd been working on. "Yea...you know...mom was...well it was complicated...Heather...Heather took care of everything for me....I...being alone with our mom now..." Ziggy placed a hand on your shoulder. "I get that..Listen If we make it out of this...and you ever need someone...I Wouldn't mind the company."
"Seriously?"
She nodded, before you could say anything Josh called out too you. "They're here!" Everyone turned to the doors seeinv the nightwing killer come in hastily. You caught sight of the axe in his hand and stared for a moment.
Ziggy grabbed your hand and pulled you behind her to hide. "Ready?" She asked.
You nodded and ran to your battle station.
Everything was going fine, the plan was working you felt confident This would work You Felt like Fred Jones or some shit.
Then he grabbed Ziggy, staining her Sweater With Deenas Blood making her a Target. "Fuck..." You looked over to Josh who shook his head no at you knowing what you where about to do.
You ignored him and took off sprinting across the mall floor to the two of them tackling them to the ground. "Run Ziggy! Run!" You Yelled As Goode now wrestled you.
You gabbed your elbow into his stab wound, causing him to cry out and let you go. You got up running to Ziggy and Josh waving you to them. you barely dodged the skull mask killer ripping the sleeve of your neon stained shirt as you slid under the store gate.
He crashed against it wiggling it attempting to get to you.
"Here have it!" You yelled pulling the hoodie off and sliding it under the gate.
"You ok?"
"Yea..." You panted watching Nick Goode run to an Exit door, Deena Not to far behind. "That shit, I'm going after them." You said.
"Hang on." Ziggy said. "You can't just go out there...they might try to stop you." She said gesturing to the swarm of killers.
"I'm not just letting her go alone!"
Everyone went quiet. "I have an Idea." Martin spoke up eyeing the water guns you carried.
"Hey!" Josh yelled catching the killers attention.
He pumped the water gun before shooting them, ziggy and martin joined him, with in seconds they turned to eachother and started attacking. "That should buy everyone some time." Josh said to you.
"Stay Alive!' You yelled before Taking off in the direction Deena went stopping to stoop down and yank the Night wing killers Axe from the ground.
You followed a trail off blood down the hall and around the corner. "Deena?" She jumped turning to you, ready to stab you. "What are you doing!? Go back!" She said taking your newly obtained weapon.
"No! No way!" You said.
"Listen Ever since the other night I can't help but feel like...like I should be dead too...I Wish I had Died On that Floor with Simon." You choked rubbing away tears. "But... Simon...Simon Sacrificed himself to make sure I was Still Alive And Goode? He killed my Fucking sister...he killed simon." You took the Axe back from Deena.
"So I'm coming with, And I'm going to make sure he gets what he Fucking deserves. " You bit out.
She stared at you for a moment before nodding.
"Then Lets Kill this Asshole." She said with a affirming look. You gripped the axe tightly in your hands as you followed behind her through the tunnled.
"Goode!" She yelled hoping to scare him out from whatever hole he was hiding in.
You stopped nudging her to show her the bloody hand print on the walls
"Where the hell are you coward?"
Something jumped out from the dark taking deena down. "Sam!" She cried as sam attempted to stangle her. You tried to pull the girl off but failed, something caught the corner of your eye. "Y/n...Goode...Go!"
You grabbed the axe and took off after him you got close enough to swing at his legs knocking him down. "Wait wait please..."
"Begging? You think I'm gonna show you mercy?" You asked pinning him down with your foot. "Did you show mercy to my sister? To my friend?" The man babbled hoping to find a way out of this.
"Thats what i thought." You raised the axe and brought it down on his chest.
"This is for Heather you fucking Dick!" "Cindy Berman, Sam and kate!" You cried chopping at him with each name.
You gripped it even tighter before bringing it down on him one more time "For Simon."
You stood above him panting making sure he was gone before you heard coughing. "Sam...Deena..." You ran back to where you left them and found them hugging. "It worked?"
Deena looked up at you with teary eyes. "It worked."
"Good...good lets get the fuck outta here." You said pulling both of them up.
That night seemed like a blur really, it still hurt not having the comfort of your sister or simon around.
But Ziggy was there for you like she promised.
"Hey, I have something for you." Ziggy said as you entered the door of her house.
"What is it?" You asked dropping your bag.
"Deena dropped it off, she wanted to give it to you but she had to get going."
She held out a red hoodie to you. "Where...how did..."
You took it from her holding it up. "She wanted me to tell you it was of course washed, like a lot." She laughed. You pulled it on wrapping it around yourself, it didn't smell like him anymore but that was ok.
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