Outcast Omega
Harlow
Helheim Wastelands
Helheim was an endless sea of ice and snow. Tall, grotesque pillars of ice covered stone pierced the ground and gave the land shape. Snow and fire swirled around, erupting from long fissures sizzling through the icy landscape.
“Hello?” My wavering voice echoed in the night, even though I didn’t dare yell too loud.
I was terrified of what might answer that call.
My chest ached. It wasn’t a physical, surface-level pain, but one that I hadn’t been able to escape, even in death.
It was the empty echo of my bonds.
My mates were a void inside of me now.
Hiro. Roman. Drake. Kol. Monty.
I’d watched all of them die in front of my eyes. Now, not even a shred of our bond remained.
Even my hallucinations and shadows had abandoned me.
I was well, and truly, alone.
Desolate lands for a broken soul.
Fitting.
If Hel thought that I’d be able to survive without them then she was more insane than any of us ever were. I had no desire to be here, to do anything for her, not when she’d takeneverythingfrom me.
Starting with Monty and not stopping until all of their lives were taken.
As I fought a fresh wave of tears, I stumbled forward on a bed of ash and snow, each step cushioned but frigid. Somehow my naked body was safe from miniscule human things like hypothermia.
An unhinged giggle escaped. I might not have my shadows but I was no less crazy and fuck if that wasn’t reassuring.
I laughed loud enough it stole the air from lungs, quickly morphing into an earth-shattering grief I couldn't avoid any longer.
My knees slammed to the ground as the tears hit. Great, heaving sobs that cracked my chest wide open so my pain bled right out into the snow.
For the first time, a true icy cold permeated my flesh. It reminded me so much of Monty that I found myself swiping at the tears and glancing around, desperate to find him.
Shadows crept forward, two long tendrils that looked more like tentacles than anything. They cut through the snow leaving valleys behind, the movement serpentine and unnerving.
My heart slammed in my chest. I was relieved it was still beating at all.
All at once the two shadows stopped and pointed right at me. It was then I realized they were antennae, homing in on me.
An ear deafening roar echoed into the silence, drowning out the winds and the constant crackling of fire.
Run, my mind screamed at me and somehow that was enough to jolt me into action. I scrambled to my feet and ran in the opposite direction.
I couldn’t tell how long I ran but by the time I turned back, the frozen wasteland was silent again, no monsters in sight.
My steps slowed to a walk and I let out a breath of relief that I didn’t really feel.
I was on edge, alert, and terrified.