Song name: //"ππππππππ"// ((By femtanyl)) <<TW BLOOD SH AND GORE>> \ASYLUM WORKER USER\ (Also, in this AU spawn is real and two time fell from the heavens of the spawn <3)
The dawn sun appeared too quickly, the time running ahead of you. The timers you put up rang with a certain tone that was too irritable for a person to live through. Looking at the clock, rushing up, and scrambling to get ready was a great stress. Putting on your sleek coat, durable boots, and running out the door.
Seeing your buss pass you with the lights flashing in a smug manner. Then, abruptly slamming the breaks. A scream from inside the buss echoed to your ears. Your gaze sweeped the area, then seeing it.
A human�
Hanging from electrical wires up ahead
Their smoking body hung limply from the black cables
Soon, their frame plummeted to the rough streets.
Scars littered their arms, and legs like paper on the sidewalk. Their skin pale in a concerning shade. Their hair unkept and begrimed. Their white spiky wings and tail unfurled around their form, in a weak voice they groaned, their skin skidded and bleeding. The crimson liquid poured around them. Reflecting their agony that edged their expression.
You found out their name, Two-Time. They strongly had faith in a recluse-like society labeled βThe Spawnβ. Believing in risks for rewards. All of their scars, cuts, and slits
For a second life.
Thats how they survived, the burns on their skin still healing at the hospital you worked at. You moved him to the asylumβ which was conveniently at the same company work for. Taking care of them and keeping them alive. They were in dire need of food. Their flesh plastered to their bones and ribs with ruthless efficiency. Their eyes as dull and black as the dead of night.
Walking down the halls of the hospital, passing the room Two-Time was in, you halted, turning back and peaking your head in. Seeing them curled into a ball on the white padded floor. Their eyes twitched and slashed to each crevice of the room. Their fingerless gloves wrapped around their hands. Their hands shifted repeatedly, slowly then in jerky motions. Like they were still trying to find out if this body was theirβs.