#probably should have paced this out but eh more content for y'all

[outcast-thingz]

Chapter 6:

Nightmares And Surprising Remedies

(Warning: Dream, Implied death)

Two days pass and each time Styx would sleep until noon when she managed to fall asleep. Although most of the time the sleep she got didn't feel very restful. She didn't reveal much about herself other than basic things like favorite color or age but the boys on the other hand shared more. She figured that they thought if they open up then eventually she too. Still she listened and learned a lot about them. 'A streamer, a dancer or did he say dance teacher? Whatever. And a security guard of sorts... what the fuck kind of group are they?' She thought, 'what did I get myself into?' Pushing the thoughts from her mind she shuts her eyes and attempts to sleep.

~She hums to herself as she follows the.. path? The only light was coming from the moon which, unlike what she's seen on TV, does not light the area very well. Honestly she was just following the only other light shee could see in the distance.

Styx whips her head around hearing clang and clicks.

"Who's there?" She asks but never receives a response no matter how often she asks. As drops of rain begin to pour she picks up her pace. She could see the light was coming from a street lamp and something was below it. The ground has a soft rumble that is steadily getting louder like the drum rolls of thunder that shake her body. As the clanging gets louder she gets faster.

Lighting flashes, showing off more of the thing below the lamppost. A familiar figure she instantly recognizes. Suddenly her stomach drops, she knew where this was going. Styx desperately pulls against the clinking chains that had caught up to her. Trying, begging herself to be faster.

"You have to move! Please!" Cracks in her pleas wishing the man down the road would hear her. He kept still despite the pouring rain, despite the rumble of the ground, and despite the blaring horn that echoed through the air. No matter how hard she tried or how loud she screamed, his name just couldn't escape her lips. Tears streamed down her face. She could see the train approaching. He finally looks at her, offering a solemn smile and a wave. Just as the train collides~ *THUD* she coughs as she waks on the floor.

Styx sniffles and pants, staring at the floor for a while. Once her breath is back under control she pushes up and off the hardwood floor. The 'useless' tears are wiped away. He feet drag across the ground to the freezer. She picks up one the popsicle the boys made for her from some hydrating flavored water, she didn't pay attention to the brand. The boys were just happy she'd consume it. A laugh breaks the deafening silence. After shuffling back for her blanket she finally decides to investigate the noise. It wasn't the first time she'd heard this laugh at this time of night.

The young woman can't say she was surprised to see that the culprit was Kyran; he'd accidentally left his door open. A few lights he'd brought colored the dim room in purples and blues.

"Jesus! You need a bell er somethin'" Kyran jumps when he spun around in his chair. He looks over the young woman and could tell she'd been crying. "Can't sleep?" She shakes her head. "There's a foldable chair right there, put it by mine." He states and point a before leaving to get water. She follows his suggestion then looks over his setup.

'Space themed.. and he's streaming. Can they see me? God I really fucking hope not...' Styx worried and leaned to the side in her chair. Upon returning the redhead chuckles,

"They can't see you. I have an ad running and I switched panels" he reasures. "I'll turn the cam off for the rest of the stream." He signals with his hand for her to get up. Although confused, she listens. He swaps the chairs, giving himself the foldable one. Ha pats the gamer chair when she doesn't initially sit. "It's a pretty comfortable chair and not many get the chance to sit in mine. So take the opportunity while can, yeah?" He winks and turns to his screens.

"Annnd we're back. Yo so the cam's gonna be off fer the rest of the stream." The chat fills up with 'awe, why's. A tiny duck four legged goose on the side of the screen lit up; its wings raised up and beak open wide.

"Why- Why- Mr. Chaotic Nebula sir. How can we commit crrrriiiimesss without your light to guide?" A text-to-speech voice seemed to eminate from the goose before it returned to its idle stance with a knife in its mouth.

"You guys commit crime even without my guidance, ya little hellians, you'll live." He shakes his head with that stupid fucking grin. She hated when he wore it but after that nightmare it was.. comforting to see; like part of -him- was living on in someone else. "I have a friend with m-" he pauses asking to use her name, she shrugs. It wasn't like it was her real anyways. "Styx. They-"

"You can use she.." she stated quietly

"You betcha. She's joining us for a bit." He explains. The chat goes wild after actually hearing her speak. It was mostly welcom to the channel sort of messages but a decent bit were asking if she was a sound board or paid to be there.

Although it didn't show on her face, she found it entertaining how the chat teases and messes with Kyran. They'd send in stories of the silly things he'd messed up on during streams while he played some online shooter game. His face was about as red as his hair. He threatened to take away chat but it was a bluff and they called him on it. Eventually he passes the controller to Styx. He lets her play a few rounds while he tells chat about the trip he's on with his brother and Atticus. He was surprised by Styx's skill, he didn't think she was going to be noob but he didn't expect her to handle game as well as he did either. The only difference was she was trying and he's usually just messing around at that level of effort.

A soft smile graces his face when he looks over and finds Styx sound asleep. 'Must have fallen asleep mid round.' He thought as he ended the stream. 'It's about time I head to bed too.' Kyran picks up Styx with some struggle and moves her back to the couch. 'Hard to sleep when you're lonely, isn't it..?' He thought heading back to his room and promptly passing out on his bed.

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