Psiioniic x Reader :: Infinity is Ours

-Flashback-

((AN: You should be about 6 Human years in this flashback, about 3 sweeps? 2.2 human years in a sweep.))

You looked up at the bright toy hanging from one of the many dry trees. The branch was too high for you, but you needed the toy badly. The elders would scold you again for losing another toy so easily, and you didn’t want to get them mad yet again.

Tears pricked at your eyes, and your bottom lip quivered as you looked up sorrowfully at the toy. You shook your head and forced yourself to stop crying. You could get it yourself! It’s not that tall! You’ve seen many people get their toys easily! You wiped your face roughly, streaking snot and tears across your face. Walking up to the tree trunk, you then latched yourself to the bark. Only proceeding to then fall off even quicker.

Sniffing, you proceeded to try again, this time being successful in keeping yourself on the bark.  You smiled to yourself, and began crawling over to the branch not noticing that the branch had started creaking under your weight. You made it close to the toy reaching out towards it only until the branch snapped leaving you to fall.

“Eeeeyyyaaaaa!!” You screamed, the ground coming closer to you. You squeezed you eyes shut and braced yourself.

But suddenly, your body jerked and a blue-red aura encased you. You peeked out when you were set softly on the ground only to see a boy nearly the same age running towards you.

“Are you okay mithy?” He squeaked as he came over and helped you up. Turning to him, you found yourself hugging the other. Apparently surprising him.

“Yup yup! Thanks for saving me!” You said as you smiled.

“Ith no problem, jutht glad you’re thafe and all.” He blushed and shook head. Looking at him closely, you had noticed he had really messy hair that covered his eyes.

You giggled and he looked up with his mouth gaping open. “What’th tho funny?”

“You have a silly way of talking! Your hair is reaaally messy to!” You laughed and reached out to pat his hair. “I like it!”

He blushed and muttered something under his breath. You smiled happily and grabbed the toy which was just sitting next to your knee. You stood up and brushed off your dark grey dress. You smiled and leaned down to place a kiss on his cheek. His face erupted in a mustard color and he stuttered looking up at you flustered.

“Thank you for saving me, you’re really nice you know!” You handed him your toy, “Here you can have this! It’s really precious to me, so don’t lose it okay? My name is [_First Name_], what’s yours?” The boy opened his mouth to reply but someone called you to come to them.

“Sorry! I have to go, see you soon though!” You waved goodbye and ran off towards the way of your town leaving him to sit on the dirt amazed of what just happened.

You never saw him again after that.

-End Flashback, Start Present Day-

Your name is [_Full Name_] and you are a low blooded troll from Alternia. More specifically a dark orange blooded one.

It was long ago when you were doing the forced slave labor of your people when you were captured by the blue bloods. You were tending to a few of the mustard bloods until they had barged in and dragged your away. Tending to mustard bloods were one of the jobs you had to do, either helping them or burying their bodies when they became no use for the highbloods during means of transportation. Anyway, you were stolen from your own people and now you were terrified for your own life.

You huddled in the small corner of the small carriage. It was small, but held many assortments of luggage, supplies and even you. Clad in a thin, dirty cloak, you shifted around helplessly as chains bounded your hands and feet. Outside you could hear the flames crackling in the distance and the shouts of a long-gone battle ringing in your ears.

You shifted around trying to see outside the barred window but the chains kept holding you back every time. You sighed and looked down at your wrists. After many times of trying to yank the chain off, your wrists were definitely scarred from the repeated efforts. You sighed and stopped, the chains rattling against the floor of the carriage. You listened to the flames for awhile, thinking how useless it’d be for you to die here trapped by some stupid chains and no one to stop or help you escape. You were still for an awhile, but you heard a pair of heavy footsteps outside of the carriage. You stiffened and tried to move away from the door. The door of the carriage rattled and then was ripped off by a lone figure standing at the door way.

You moved and backed away quickly, scared of the sudden looming figure at the door.

“Don’t worry, I’m not here to hurt you.” The figure said a lisp clearly evident behind the words. You looked at him wearily and still backed away when he approached you. He drew closer and grabbed your hand quickly, holding it for a moment. With the red-blue aura surrounding them they broke apart and fell to the floor along with the other shackles.

“Come on.” He said helping you up. You stood shakily, your bare feet pressing against the rough material of the carriage floor. He held you by the shoulders as you shook trying to gain the strength again to walk. You took a tentative step forward but immediately fell down.

“Don’t worry, jutht keep goin’. I got you.”

You nodded weakly and took more steps, eventually making it out the carriage and stepping onto the ground. You looked around as the man himself got out and stood beside you.

“I’ve got some friendth around here, we’ll help you.” He said, pulling you closer and placing a strong hand on your shoulder. You swallowed and nodded, pulling the cloak closer to you. You walked with him, occasionally stumbling or having to pick rocks from in between your toes.  

You finally made it to a group of people huddled around a rock. Two of them were the general blood of greens, but the middle one was wrapped in a tattered gray cloak. The man, who stood next to you protectively, cleared his throat and the three turned their heads.

“Oh? Who’s this Psi?” Purred one of the green bloods and she smiled at you.

“Psi! Welcome back, but who is this new person you have brought with you?” Thundered the one in the gray tattered cloak, he smiled opened his arms wide, revealing stripes of bright red on his garment.

The one called ‘Psi’ spoke up as he pulled you closer to him, making you blush a little at the lack of personal space. “A prithoner, locked up in one of the thupid carriageth they had, theemth to be the only one alive in thith town.”

You gulped fearfully; you were the only one alive in this town? That doesn’t sound good at all, but after all you didn’t know what here was.

“Oh I see, well no need to be terrified anymore little one! May we have the pleasure of knowing your name?” The gray one said smiling.

You gulped and Psi nudged you forward a bit. “M-m-my name is [_Name_]… It’s nice to meet you…”

“Good good [Name]! My name is Signless. This here,” Signless said pointing to one of the green bloods, “Is my Disciple and she,” he pointed to the tall slender figure next to him, “Is my caretaker, Dolorosa. Also, the lad standing next to you is Psiioniic, but we call him Psi.”

Psi grunted in disproval earning a giggle from the Disciple. You smiled a bit and clutched the cloak closer to you, the rough fabric poking at your bare arms.

The woman named Dolorosa looked at you in disapproval, her fangs poking out from her perfect black lips. She crossed her arms, the fabric of her extravagant dress flowing around her. You shrank under her gaze behind the Psiioniic. He noticed as you slipped behind him, clutching onto his back as Dolorosa continued to stare daggers. He sighed and gave your head a pat, careful not to hit your horns.

“Dolorotha, thop terrifying her. I know thhe ithn’t wearing the nicethetht thing but we’ll get her thomething to wear thoon.” He looked up, his eyes giving out small sparks of red and blue.

Dolorosa perked up and walked quickly towards you. “Why later when we can get her something now?” She grabbed your arm excitedly, making you stumble after her when she led you away from the group.

“Mom! Be careful! Don’t want to make her uncomfortable! Ughh,” The Signless groaned.

You shot a look of help over your shoulder but the Psiionic just gave you thumbs up when you disappeared behind a rocky structure. You looked forward again, seeing a cave full of fabric from infinity of colors. Your eyes spun trying to comprehend all the colors happening in one moment. You begun to feel weak but Dolorosa caught you, her eyes looking excited.

“So what’s your blood color?” She asked examining your arms and legs.

You blinked for a moment as she examined the rest of your body. “Um, my blood color is dark orange…?

“And your sign?”

You shifted body and slipped off your shirt a little bit revealing the small sign on your shoulder. It was an infinity sign but with crescent horns on each side of the loop. Dolorosa’s eyes widened and her hand trembled as the softly touched the scar of your sign.

“You’re an infinite?” She asked quietly, tracing the symbol with her finger sending chills down your spine.

You nodded; an infinite was rare and most highly prized. They were born with an infinite sign somewhere in their sign; no matter their blood color they defied the usual caste laws. Infinites could live on forever if they wanted to, but they can die just as any normal troll can, but when they forge a bond with someone, their partner live the same life span as them and die when they die. They are offered infinite everything, love, beauty, riches, even power. They are mystery though; no one is sure how far their limits go. Infinites were rare now, captured and killed to keep the caste system going. You lived for awhile when the mother grub hid you away from inspectors and lived to hide your sign.

You trusted these people though; they felt the same as you, running from people who would slaughter them. She smiled at Dolorosa as she continued to stare at the scar. She looked up and smiled also, then left you standing to go get the color fabric.

…

You looked at your reflection in the small mirror and smiled. In only a small time, Dolorosa had sewn together an outfit with black and hints of your blood color. It had a black short sleeve dress that went to the middle of your thighs, along with some black leggings with dark-orange stripes on the side. The dress had dark-orange infinity loops around your waist along with the same color stripes. You also had black finger arm gloves that ended a little bit below your elbow. You also had heavy black boots which was an old pair of Signless’s.  The outfit was then completed when Dolorosa wrestled on a gray cloak that went to your ankles and with a rather big hood.

“Wow!” You twirled around admiring your new outfit.

Dolorosa smiled and looked back proudly at her work. “Now, I think it’s time to show the rest of the group.”

She grabbed you by the shoulders and led you out of the cave. You stumbled a bit but finally arrived at the entrance of the cave where Dolorosa stopped and nudged you forward. Psi, Signless and the Disciple were talking indistinctively as they sat on the rocks. Dolorosa cleared her throat loudly, attracting the attention of the three. They looked over and instantly Psi turned mustard yellow, his eyes erupting in a fit of blue and red crackles where he had to turn away trying to stop. Disciple smiled and pounced over to you where she knocked you down to the ground.

“[_Name_]!!! You look puuuuuurrfect!” She exclaimed smiling and helping you up.

You blushed and patted off your clothes. “Thanks, that’s really nice of you.”

“You look great [_Name_], never can go wrong with Mom’s sense of fashion.”  Signless said, giving you a pat on the back. Dolorosa, or ‘Mom’, grunted in approval and called out to Psiioniic.

“Better calm down now boy! Don’t want your blast to blow everything to cinders!”

You walked towards him as he crouched over trying to stop the sparks.

“Hey…” You started and placed a hand on his back. He jumped and a burst of power almost hit you. You jumped back in surprise and he looked up at you his eyes still sparking.

“Um, sorry about that, just happens every so often…” He muttered and rubbed his eyes.

“Um…okay well, are you alright?” You asked, placing another on his back. He looked up again and glanced away, his face coloring. You sat down next to him, your hands in your lap and leaned against him. “You know you remind of me of someone.”

He was still silent.

“I met a boy when I was younger, had a funny way of talking,” You chuckled, “And some really messy hair. He saved me when I fell from a tree trying to get a toy.”

The Psiioniic didn’t move and still hunched over, his eyes now just occasionally sparking.

“He was a nice guy too, still can’t believe I gave him a kiss /and/ a hug. He was a lucky one that was for sure,” you giggled, “Gave him the toy too and never saw him again. Sorta wished I knew what happened to him.” You smiled and sighed. You stood up again stretching and looked back at him. You absentmindedly gave a soft pat on his head, careful not to hit his horns.

“Thanks for saving me though; I really do owe you one.” You turned away and began to walk where the rest were. Psi sat up again and slowly pulled out a brightly colored toy from his pocket and tossed it in the air, catching it again.

“Glad to thee you again [_Name_].”