New Beginnings- Chapter One: “How Did I Get Here?”

New Beginnings- Chapter One: “How did I get here?”

So this Story was Inspired by a @oh-itskitkat edit. Specifically this one https://oh-itskitkat.tumblr.com/post/612154125154664448/how-did-i-get-here-please-do-not-stealrepost

       JJ’s POV

        I hit the ground with a quiet “oof”, my vision still swirling from the sudden onslaught of colors and lights. I lay there for probably around thirty-two seconds, the ringing in my ears beginning to fade being replaced with the loud sounds of people talking, loud horns, and people walking. I slowly bring my hands under me and slowly push myself up and to my knees, my entire body feeling as though it’s been pulled apart and put back together again as I take a few deep breaths as I slowly lift my head, wincing at the light until the world around me comes into focus.

        Confusion washes over as I take in my surroundings. The people are half dressed while they walk, ignoring their surroundings, staring at small t.vs(?) in their hand or just looking ahead with deadpan faces. The abnormally large buildings tower over everything, looking like they should be crumbling under their own weight. The loud cars zipping past without seemingly a care in the world. I push myself up so I’m standing down. Shaking the dizziness from my head, I notice that the back of my suit is a bit crumpled as if someone grabbed me by the back of my collar and pulled. 

        After a few people bump into me I begin to walk with the flow of the crowd, trying not to become overwhelmed with all the sounds, the bright lights and the smells as I try to figure out where in the world I am. After thirty minutes or so of wandering around, still a bit dazed, I notice that the occasional person would stop and stare at part of my face with either shocked or confused looks. 

        As I pass in-front of a store out of the corner of my eye that, from my cheek down, looks like a piece of space had been painted onto my face. I wanted to stop and examine it but I am still unsure of where I am. I can’t know if I’m safe or not yet. I go to rub my wrist but almost immediately jerking it away. I quickly walk off to the side looking down at my right wrist and notice that there are splotches of red on my sleeve.

        I roll my sleeve up quickly and freeze. There is a hand print shaped bruise with five puncture wounds where the nails ’Claws?’ would end. And starting from the bruise, that probably connects up to the one on my face, is the tear in space, which I can now see is part of my skin itself rather than painted on like I first thought. I hesitantly touch the bruise, wincing slightly as I do. It hurts, but not in a bad way. I’m not sure how to explain it but it gives the feeling of relief, like you just got out of a bad situation that you never have to go back to.

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