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I've decided to explore more fandoms, and one of them is forsaken! This one is pre-forsaken and its pretty fun so enjoy <33
-> characters :
• 007n7
• C00lkidd
• doggies
• Random woman
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007n7 had picked up every odd job he could find: fixing fences, carrying boxes, delivering groceries. Today happened to be dog walking.
Can't go wrong, right?
The jobs weren't glamorous, but they paid enough to put food on the table for him and his son, C00lkidd.
Speaking of his son... who insisted on tagging along every opportunity he got.
As Seven grabbed his keys and headed for the door, he nearly tripped over a small figure already sitting in front of it, waiting. C00lkidd looked up at him with a huge grin.
"I wanna help!" he beamed, puffing out his chest proudly.
Seven sighed through a smile. He couldn't exactly leave the kid home alone, and besides, it was a nice day for a walk.
"Alright," he said, ruffling his son's hair. "Come on."
That "help" mostly consisted of challenging every dog they passed to a race.
"Dad! That one's FAST!"
"I know."
"I almost won!"
"...You were standing still."
By the end of the walk, only one golden retriever remained before they could finally head home. Seven glanced between the leash in his hand and the address scribbled on his phone, trying to remember which house belonged to the owner.
Behind him, C00lkidd proudly announced to the world, "Dad!! Look! I'm a dog! Woof woof!"
"Uh-huh... that's nice, kiddo..." Seven muttered absentmindedly, scanning the expensive-looking houses lining the street.
Then he heard a cheerful voice.
"Excuse me!"
He looked up.
A woman stood beside a white garden gate, smiling warmly. She was probably waiting for the retriever... but for a second, Seven forgot why he'd stopped walking at all.
"Is... is that my dog?"
"Oh! Yeah—yes, sorry."
His ears burned as he quickly handed her the leash.
"Thank you so much," she said, crouching to scratch the retriever behind the ears before standing again. "He can be a handful."
"He wasn't too bad."
She laughed. It was the kind of laugh that made him completely forget what he'd been about to say.
"...I'm 007n7, by the way."
She smiled warmly.
"I'm—"
"...Woof!"
A tiny bark interrupted her.
007n7 blinked.
"...Woof woof!"
Slowly, he looked down.
The golden retriever had somehow vanished.
Instead, C00lkidd was on all fours, the leash clipped proudly to the back of his hoodie as he panted happily with his tongue sticking out.
"Woof!"
Seven stared.
"...Where's the dog?"
Without missing a beat, C00lkidd pointed enthusiastically down the street. The real golden retriever was already halfway to the next block.
"..."
"......"
"C00lkidd..."
"...Woof?"
"I-I'll get him!"
Seven hurriedly opened his C00lgui. A flash of red erupted beneath his feet as he teleported after the runaway dog—
Only for a violent electric shock to shoot through his ankle.
"AAAAAAAH!"
His ankle monitor glowed brightly. The teleport failed halfway, and Seven pitched forward, landing face-first on the pavement with a loud-
"Oof."
For a moment, nobody said a word.
The woman simply stared.
C00lkidd stared too.
...
Then, as if nothing had happened, C00lkidd happily began spinning in circles.
"Woof! Woof! Woof!"
BONUS
By the time Seven returned, he looked like he'd fought the entire neighbourhood.
His hoodie was covered in leaves, one sleeve had somehow ripped, and there was dirt smeared across one side of his face. The golden retriever trotted happily beside him as if it hadn't caused the entire disaster in the first place.
"I got him..." Seven panted, trying to catch his breath.
The woman looked between him, the perfectly content dog, and the scorch mark still faintly smoking on the pavement from where he'd teleported.
"...Are you okay?"
"...I've been better."
She couldn't help it.
A laugh escaped before she covered her mouth.
"I'm sorry!" she giggled. "I really am!"
Seven rubbed the back of his neck, laughing awkwardly despite the embarrassment.
"It's... fine."
"...This kind of thing happen often?"
He slowly turned his head.
C00lkidd was sniffing a flowerbed.
"...Woof..."
A passing pigeon caught his attention.
"Ruff!"
He immediately bolted after it on all fours.
Seven closed his eyes.
"...More often than I'd like."
The woman laughed again, softer this time.
"I think he's adorable."
Seven blinked.
"You... do?"
"Mhm." She smiled. "He's got a big imagination."
For a moment, Seven forgot about the dirt on his clothes, the ankle monitor wrapped around his leg, and the fact he'd just embarrassed himself in front of probably the prettiest woman he'd ever met.
HIHIHI I PROMISED THIS FANFIC FOR YOU GUYSS 😁 I'm terribly sorry for the long break, I HAD TO ENJOY MY LIFE FOR ONCE 💔💔 But hey- I'm back with a Teag fanfic 🫶🫶
This one is a bit rushed lmk if you want another one leading onto the idea of this....THING. ANYWAYS ENJOYY ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
POV: Y/N has been going a bit. . .crazy
You’d been feeling it for days now—
the spinning in your head, the fog that never quite cleared. Sometimes the walls seemed closer than they were, the floor a little too far beneath your feet. You told yourself it was nothing, just fatigue, just your mind playing tricks again.
Today, the house was quieter than usual. Unum’s wives were busy entertaining Shams and Noor, the children’s laughter echoing faintly from another room. Unum himself was off on some errand—or perhaps just wandering, as he often did. That left you alone.
Your stomach gnawed at you, empty, unsettled. You found yourself drifting into the kitchen, feet carrying you without thought. The fruits on the counter gleamed under the dim light, unnaturally perfect, vibrant in a way no fruit had any right to be.
You plucked a banana from the basket. The skin was smooth, almost too smooth, and the scent sweet and heavy. You didn’t think twice—you never thought twice these days. The dizziness made sure of that. You peeled it open and took a bite.
The taste was… different. Sweet, yes, but cloying. It left a strange tingling on your tongue, but you chewed and swallowed anyway, convincing yourself it was fine.
You turned to leave when movement caught your eye.
The pantry door wasn’t shut all the way. A sliver of darkness swayed, and something inside shifted, scraping faintly against the shelves.
Your pulse jumped. An intruder?
Your fogged mind sharpened in an instant, adrenaline burning away the haze. You set the half-eaten banana down, your fingers fumbling for the nearest thing to defend yourself with. A rolling pin. The wood was cool and solid in your hand, heavier than you expected.
You crept toward the pantry.
A voice snapped from the dark.
“Unum? I CAN’T SEE SHIT! GIVE ME THE CANDLE!”
Not Unum’s voice.
You froze, breath caught in your throat, but your eyes caught a detail—the faint glint of blue hair shifting in the shadows.
Your body moved before your mind did. With a startled cry, you swung the rolling pin down. The solid crack of wood against skull rang out, followed by a grunt of pain.
The figure stumbled back, collapsing onto the floor. You staggered out of the way, rolling pin raised for another blow if needed.
The light shifted, and the figure’s face came into view.
Quinque.
Your grip loosened. The rolling pin nearly slipped from your hands.
“Uhh… Y/N??” Unum’s voice drifted from the doorway. He stepped inside, gaze darting between you, the banana on the counter, and Quinque sprawled on the ground. “What did you do to Quinque?”
“I—” Your lips moved sluggishly, the words sticking. “I thought he was an intruder.”
Unum’s brow furrowed, concern mixed with disbelief.
Before he could speak again, another figure hurried in—Aeliana, her eyes wide with alarm. “Is everything alright? I heard a loud—oh my—!” She gasped sharply, hands flying to her mouth as she spotted Quinque. “What happened??”
“I don’t know?” you shot back, defensive, clutching the rolling pin like it might still justify you. “I didn't know it was- I-I thought he was trying to break in!”
You noticed that your words seemed a bit too nonchalant.
Unum’s eyes narrowed—not at you, not exactly, but at the fruit on the counter. He pointed at it slowly, dread in his voice. “Y/N… did you eat that?”
Your gaze followed his finger. The banana. Half eaten. Innocent on the surface, lethal beneath.
“…Yeaaah?” Your voice cracked, uncertain
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Later, you sat stiffly across from Quinque. He pressed an ice pack to the side of his head, refusing to meet your eyes. The silence stretched painfully, thick with embarrassment and the faint sting of guilt in your chest.
“I am… very sorry,” you murmured at last, the words heavy. “I don’t know what got into me.”
Quinque’s jaw tightened. His eyes flicked up at you, then away again, as if the sight of you was salt in a wound.
“…It’s fine,” he said flatly, though his knuckles whitened on the ice pack. Frustration trembled under every syllable.
But your apology wasn’t the only thing weighing on you. Your stomach twisted, nausea curling deep inside. A sour taste coated your mouth. Your skin felt clammy, your body weak. The dizziness from before swelled into something more dangerous.
Unum’s warning echoed in your mind now, too late to matter.
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