#she's cracking

myfirstlovewasateddy - my partner in crime who’s always kind and (wickedly) brilliant!

I have ALWAYS wanted to do a STALKER theme fic and here we go!

There are no lights at all, no moon, no stars, making the streets far darker and emptier than they should be. Every footstep echoes rhythmically and dangerously close to waking up the entire neighborhood that's sound asleep in their land of dreams. Sammi Hashimoto rampages her purse briefly for the keys by the front porch and within the few steps, she's more than ready to leave the streets- the unsettling darkness that reveals nothing but conceals everything.

She couldn't tell how but she simply could sense the shadows hiding among the streets, perhaps a dark figure or nightmare of sort, lingering and watching her from afar. Quickly turning the knob, she pushes her way inside and shuts the door along with the multiple locks. 

She flips the switch and turns around with a gasp while the overhead lights flicker and burst to life- something is missing, again! It may be oblivious to others but she's a big believer on every little things matter and once she's reached the desk to double check that one, it's definitely been touched and two the newly brought angel snow globe which’s added to the collection from last week is now nowhere to be found. 

Instead, something else has caught her attention, something else entirely. A pink post-it with the almost long forgotten handwriting she wishes to never see again- "I am back. Miss me, baby?"

..No, Lute, we're not going back to where we started. I've already said that the condition of the army strongly depends on your condition. If you continue to pretend that everything is fine, then your soldiers will do the same. They're already following your example, Lute. And what do you think are the consequences of hiding weaknesses during training? These weaknesses will remain and will manifest themselves in war.

Nobody is perfect. You're not perfect, Adam wasn't perfect, even the seraphim are not perfect! If everyone were perfect, then the problem with Hell would be solved the moment it appeared, don't you think so? We're all not perfect, each of us has our own shortcomings, and we must help each other correct them. So that our enemies do not take advantage of them. And the enemies, by the way, are not perfect either!

No...I shouldn't have done this, I have to go now. I...this was a mistake, everything is fine okay? Fine. I'm fine!

[Lute gets up, looks in the nearest reflection and wipes her face off. Then turns back]

Thank you for trying to help me but I am okay and now I'm going to go train some more.-🗡

[She is clearly not alright, her hands are shaking, her breathing is rapid, and her eyes are darting everywhere, but she leaves the office.]

[She hesitates.]

...No I'm not, but I have to be I have an army to lead and a person to avenge!-🗡