#Maria ❤️‍🩹💉

[dreaming-of-barbi]

Maria & Sugars first interaction

small story thingy

Maria is @lovesick-on-the-loose 's oc !!!! She is the best !!

Sorry if the formatting is weird, I copied this from discord

Sugar walked slowly towards the large entrance, large flat doors with no handle similar to an elevator, her hands already adjusting and fidgeting her somewhat tangled brown hair. She was reluctant to go any further, her heart still nearly about to explode from beating so hard after their "test".

What was this place??

These doctors made her carry some sort of giant doll made to resemble a child to a large, gorey grinder, all while demanding she forget her entire past through tv screens and weird subliminal wording. Telling her to forget who she was, start a new life. Restart with a clean slate.

She did what they asked, avoided that incredibly angry puppet master lady and now... they were going who knows where? They were already so exhausted but they had no other choice than to continue.

As they approached the heavy doors they slid open rather abruptly, allowing them through. Inside there was a young woman, humming a simple hymn, a familiar tune they hadn't heard in many years. It made their stomach churn.

Would she try to kill them, too?

The Demon hissed and snarled, already feeling on edge as they entered the room. Sugar was no better, her mind racing with every terrible possibility.

The woman turned to face her, a warm smile gracing her features. She was pale with dark pink lipstick, her wavy, medium length hair tied into a loose ponytail over her left shoulder. She had soft, deep chestnut brown eyes. She looked tired.

This lady wasn't too threatening, and this was the cleanest room they had seen in this place, so far...

"Maybe she's nice..."

"Sugar, keep your head up. We've already been through some weird shit, who knows what could happen here... Look at all this religion, propaganda, weird bullshit on the walls...! I don't trust this."

The Demon was steadfast, not about to drop their guard. They had just gotten into the groove of this place, and it seemed fun, gore and viscera was always a good time but if they were gonna bring that jesus fuck head asshole into this -

"Sugar, right? Hello, my name is Maria. It's nice to meet you."

Their trainwreck of thought was interrupted as Maria spoke, her voice gentle, soft spoken, though it still caused Sugar to jump. Sugar nodded and swallowed a bit, turning her head away from Maria to hide her face.

Maria paid no mind, turning to make sure her supplies were in order and locating the clipboard she had been given with Sugars "medical records". She made her way to a large, tall metal table, leather covering the top part of it. Sugar was very unsure about what was happening, hesitating for a few long minutes after Maria asked her to come and sit on the table-like object. She glanced around the room again, noting the large glass window next to the table with another Murkoff "scientist" observing what happened. This had to be a trap.

Still, the only way through this place was forward, and the Demon was even becoming impatient with Sugar.

"C'mon, we gotta get this shit done already." It whined at her.

She slowly approached Maria, and once she was there she just... stood. She didn't know what she was supposed to do. Her muscles were tense, ready to bolt at the slightest sign of danger.

Anything could happen...

After a long moment of basically nothing happening Maria spoke up, quietly asking Sugar to climb up onto the table.

Of course she didn't want to, but she did it anyways, her eyes watching Maria's hands like a hawk for any sudden movement.

Once she was on the table Maria walked over to the sink behind them, washing her hands and then putting on a clean pair of gloves, all while still humming that hymn. The Demon was sick of it, but it didn't bother trying to say anything.

Maria approached Sugar once again, Sugar scooting back just slightly to create a bit of distance between them once again.

Maria was careful and slow, warning them that she would need to move their hair and examine the area where Murkoff had drilled in the headset... the one the Demon basically ripped off their head within minutes of their "test"...

Sugar did not want to do that, her heartrate speeding up even more at the thought. She turned to glance at Maria for a moment, all at once both her and the Demon noticing the cross around Maria's neck. The reaction from both of them was rather panicked, nearly falling backwards at the sight. All of this had to be a trap, it had to be!

The Demon hissed at Sugar to get them the fuck out of there, this place was wack, not safe for them, clearly. Sugar's wide eyes couldn't leave the cross, memories of The "Elders" racing through her mind. She was stuck, remembering how they would take her in for examinations like this... all coming back to her at the sight of that small cross. Of course that's that what was happening. They were being "punished for their sins" again, like always. Screamed at for being a demon, and of course now they couldn't deny it!

Maria noticed their sudden change in demeanor, following Sugar's gaze down to the cross and she quickly moved and hid it under her dress without a second thought before stepping back. She would give them time and a moment of space.

Sugar and The Demon are both somewhat dumbfounded. Did she really do that? Recognized their fear? She didn't even yell at them about it...

Sugar finally looked up, meeting Maria's eyes even for the first time, if only for a moment before looking away again.

Finally she inches closer and sort of moved her own hair out of the way so Maria could examine her temples.

Nothing needed to be said. It was clear that they trusted her, at least slightly more than before.

Maria thanked them and was quickly at work, though it soon shifted from examining the drill site to examining the large scar across Sugar's face.

Maria looked worried, trying to be careful as she looked at some of the spots that had healed more than others. If she didn't know any better she'd say the flesh was regrowing but... that wasn't possible, right?

She attempted to touch some of the reforming skin, earning a startled gasp from Sugar as she flinched away. It was painful, too?

She didn't have anything she could say, beginning to try and say something before she trailed off and seemed to get lost in her own thoughts again.

Carefully, she let go of Sugar's hair and turned, walking over to the clipboard holding Sugars papers and unclipping them. She shuffled through the documents, an almost pit-like feeling forming within her gut as she studied all of the papers, trying not to let her horror show on her face.

X-rays showing Sugar's skull revealed that her bone looked like it was regrown, resembling conditions where the human skeleton grows extra mass, but it was reforming. She could see visible fractures that had been restitched unnaturally.

She glanced at Sugar and back to the paperwork a few times, in pure disbelief of what she saw. She finally spoke after a moment, her words shaky and hesitant;

"I-I don't understand, how are you--"

No! There's no way she'd say that to this girl, not after how frightened she had acted at just the sight of her cross necklace. She shook her head a little bit at the thought, swallowing and thinking of a way to rephrase her words.

"How am I alive~?"

Maria's shot up from looking at the papers, looking at Sugar again. She was facing Maria now, head tilted very far to the left side, showing her teeth in a wide grin. The side of her face with the scar didn't lift as much, struggling to move with the rest of her healthy side. Maria could see her teeth resembled the bone in the X-rays, a little more smooth, but it was clearly still "reformed". Glancing down at the X-rays and then back up at Sugar-- yup, she had sharp teeth on the side that had regrown.

What trials and tribulations did the lord test her with now?

"Sugar" stood up, taking a few steps towards Maria, still grinning. Not blinking. It eyed her up and down, scoffing at her after it did so.

"You don't frighten me. All the scriptures in the world couldn't get to me, okay? Don't try anything stupid with me."

"What? No I jus- " Maria attempted to interject, but was spoken over quickly.

"Don't play dumb with me, sweetheart. You're smart. You can figure it out."

"She" was cocky, sticking out her tongue at Maria before her eyes rolled back and she nearly collapsed.

Sugar caught herself, still stumbling and falling to the ground but thankfully catching herself before she hit her head on something. She picked herself up shakily, wiping away whatever dust had clung to her as if this was all too normal, though her expression gave away how very worried she was.

Once again that thing inside her had to go and pull a stunt like this, making her out to be crazy and stupid like always. At least Maria was nice about it...

Maria caught her attention by taking a step towards Sugar with something in her hand. She was holding a small syringe.

She was going to knock Sugar out, report this behavior... Why wouldn't she?

Sugar stepped away, blurting out a million apologies for what happened before being shushed by Maria;

"This should help with the pain, and I'm going to prescribe you something to take so your skin doesn't feel so sensitive. I'd like you to come back see me tomorrow, if that's alright? I'll let them know so you aren't given a hard time about it." She said as though it was matter of fact, not even acknowledging Sugar's apologies.

Come see her tomorrow? Did Sugar hear her correctly?? There was no way she would let that happen after seeing how batshit the Demon had her acting...

Of course, Sugar nodded her head and allowed Maria to give her the injection, wincing at the sting but ultimately feeling relieved at the slight pain relief. She hadn't realized how much her scar hurt, she must have gotten used to it...

Soon the "check up" was over and they were on their way to the sleep room, such an odd sensation in their chest as they walked into that cold, dingy bunker room.

Fluttery, light, warm... Maria had been so kind.

A beacon of light in this terrifying place.