Levi + Modern Transmigrated Reader Part 1
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In this oneshot there will be descriptions of heavy bodily injury, i.e breaching broken bones (bones sticking out of the skin) blood, infection (puss and redness) and just general suffering of the character (Y/N). There will also be descriptions of death some of them quite horrible (mangled bodies etc) of adults and children some very young. It will be the entire way through the oneshot (roughly) so I cannot section where the descriptions are so you can avoid them.
Please if this offends you or effects you in anyway please feel free to skip this one. Part 2 of it should be more family friendly and I will put a short description of what happened in part one at the beginning of part two.
Thank you and I apologise.
Your heart beat slightly faster in your chest as you finally put your bags above your head in the luggage hold. There was a weird clinical but plasticky smell in the air and a weird vacuum sound in your ears. Once you were sure your luggage was stable you slid into your seat by the window, using the view of the tarmac outside to calm yourself.
You were travelling, taking a year of your life to see the world before you were pulled back into the hell of existence. You were currently heading on a flight through Europe checking out everything you possible could with your limited time and money.
You were alone. A friend was supposed to come with you, however, they had some family problems come up just before and therefore was unable to come. You were sad but completely understood and you offered them to join you later on In your trip if they could. You would be fine on your own, you were safe when travelling and cautious, so it wasn't essential that you needed someone to watch your back for you.
There was a low hum around you as people boarded the plane. You were in the cheapest seats so there wasn't a lot of room... which was just made more obvious when someone sat next to you. You turned your head to see who it was, a young woman with a baby in her arms.
The baby was quiet at the moment, but you knew that would change the moment the plane started its assent. The mother gave you a small smile and a 'sorry' look, you just smiled back expressing that you didn't mind... or at least did not let on that it bothered you slightly.
Once everyone was sat the flight crew began making their checks and the safety announcement, you sat quietly listening and carefully looking around the cabin. Once everything was ready there was a slight tension in the air as the pilot waited for the go ahead to move.
You heart jumped again when the plan started moving towards the runway, the pilot voice came over the intercom. Here we go, you thought, bye bye home... see you in a while.
Finally, your plane was looking down the runway and from there it didn't take long for your plane to get the go ahead, the plane sped up and eventually took off before the end of the runway. Your ears popped and your stomach flipped as the plane got higher and higher, and sure enough the baby beside you let out a loud ear grating scream. You cringed a bit from the noise but said nothing, only continuing to look out the window.
The sky was dark and your brow creased with worry, the plane was basically quiet apart from some low chatter, since the baby had calmed down and fallen asleep. No one else seemed to see the problem that you had. It was dark outside like it was night, however it wasn't nighttime, with where you were on the planet currently it should be about midday.
Even worse was what was causing the darkness...
There were very large and angry storm clouds surrounding your plane, the area was covered, there was rain and a low rumble of threatening thunder. It felt like the end of days for you all, like you were on a very small island in a big ocean, however this ocean was about to throw a tsunami at you.
Your eyes kept glancing from the window to the flight staff whenever they were visible. The longer you kept looking the more worried they seemed to become, but the flight continued. Your worry only deepened with time and a low rumble was finally heard through the cabin, the people around you finally seemed to take notice of the issue. A hummer of noise from the cabin of people worried clearly they were talking about the monster outside.
There was a bright flash in front of your very eyes blinding you and striking the wing of the plane, the plane jolted slightly tipping at the strike and a fire quickly followed, screams now filling the cabin. Your face went white and your body froze in fear, your brain couldn't comprehend what you had just seen.
The sky roaring at you...
Your plane was hit again the screams in the cabin only getting louder, the lightning seemed to be following your plane, hellbent on taking you all down. There were mumbling of prayers and loud disorienting yelling, the plane shook and the unfortunate flight crew yet to seat themselves went flying down the footwells and corridors.
The sounds there bodies made when striking parts of the plane made you cringe so violently you curled in your seat, you desperately tried to put the seat belt as the situation got worse and worse.
God seemed to have forsaken you all as another heavy strike came down, completely engulfing the entire plane. Another heavy strike followed straight after hitting the plane and making it jolt, it was a blinding flash that seemed to cover the entire plane in a death hug.
All your hair stood on end as the flash forced you to shut your eyes. You felt another heavy strike in between bright lights dancing in the darkness of your shut eyes and your hands gripped the arm rests tightly as the plane rattled and twisted and rotated around you. You opened your eyes, but they were filled with swirling colours in between the dotted vision and a horrible dizziness struck you. You felt sick.
You floated in between unconscious and consciousness which seemed to last forever before you were finally pulled back, there was a weird silence but distant rattling from the plane around you, you could tell you were falling. You could feel the plane moving down, falling from the sky, your stomach flipping continuously. There was a smell of smoke and your head shot up to look around.
Everything seemed to slow in that moment, the other passengers were still screaming and panicking but you couldn't seem to hear it, only see their panic filled faces, it was like your ears had turned off. You turned to look out the window, something was off about what you saw, but you were too panicked to realise.
The plane just continued to fall getting closer and closer to the lush green ground below, a group of trees seemed to be in your path. You were supposed to put your head down and brace however you couldn't pull your eyes away from the wing as it hit one of the giant trees and was immediately ripped away. The plane itself jolted sharply and your head smashing into the hard back of the seat in front of you, immediately knocking you out.
Pain was what woke you. Your ears where the first to come back - the was a screeching sound that could only come from metal, as well as a spitting sound of a small fire. Your brain was muddled, confused as to what has happened, you peeled open your blurry eyes that eventually did clear up. A choking gasp erupted from your lips at the sight.
It was a horror scene, there were mangled bodies everywhere, smashed up, sliced, deformed, torn apart, missing limbs or even half their body, the rest of them who knows where. They were basically unrecognisable, blood splattered everywhere, congregating in pools in the bottom of the plane, a disgusting bloody metallic smell rising up making you almost vomit. You were very close to vomiting but the pain from your body forced your brain to kick into gear and swallow it back down.
A painful sob replacing the vomit, your eyes carefully looked around you and once again you were almost sick. Beside you the young mother and her child were stuck in their seats, but not thanks to the seat belt, a long metal pole had impaled both of them.
Judging by the position it had pierced them both through the heart, sticking them together even after death, they must have died instantly. Their blood dripped downed the pole landing in a pool underneath them. Another pained sigh left your lips, this was harrowing to look at.
A scream left your mouth, a painful throaty scream, there was no response to your shout, so you only screamed again which once again received no answer. Everyone had to be dead, and if they weren't they must be so injured they couldn't answer and were near death.
You gave up on outside help and instead looked down at yourself, not allowing yourself to question if and why you were the only one left alive.
You yourself were badly injured. Your head was leaking blood which you could feel dripping from your chin, something had to be going on in your chest as there was an uncomfortable tightness as you breathed, accompanied with sharp, shooting pain. You then checked your arms one seemed ok with only some light cuts and bruising but the other... the wrist seemed to be dislocated? Broken? Crushed? You couldn't tell. It was your dominant hand as well.
Your body didn't seem so bad, and you hadn't been impaled by anything, just cuts and bruises. Your wrist and chest were painful, however, you didn't really have the equipment or knowledge to deal with them, nor did it feel like you really needed to as at the moment they weren't life threatening. Finally, you looked down to your legs.
'Fuck its bad' you thought
Somehow there wasn't an extremely dangerous amount of blood, however you could clearly see the thigh bone sticking out of the skin, your sick feeling was coming back. Lower down your leg, your skin was crushed between two seats and was stuck.
You tried to give it a wiggle to see how stuck the leg was, but you soon realised that it being stuck wasn't the worst thing, a mind-numbing pain washed over you. Your nerves lit up and your brain felt like it was set on fire with how much negative information it received, but it was possible you could get it out.
You groaned in pain and annoyance, you looked around again for something to pry the seats open. The plane was on fire, but the fire didn't seem to be moving, it was only small fires that were on their way out. You were lucky as nearby there was a small gap just big enough to squeeze your body through and get out, all you had to do was free your leg.
Finally, your eyes and brain settled on the pole that had impaled the young woman and baby, unfortunately it was perfect to get your leg out. The pole was long but looked sturdy but not only that it wasn't stuck in that position, there was a room below to manoeuvre it and pull it out before using it to pry apart the seats, it was stuck in the ceiling but it looked like it could be pulled up and wiggled out rather than just pulling it down.
Luckily you good hand was next to it so you turned a bit and began using your hand to shake the bodies off of the pole, they were more stuck than you thought but by pulling up and shaking they did eventually come loose and fall to the floor with a heavy bang. Blood splashed up and hit you in the face making you flinch. You tried not to think about it.
"Sorry" you said to them. You could no longer see the baby's body, which was actually a bit relieving, only the mothers back was facing you which now had blood spurting from there wound a bit.
Here comes the sick again, you thought as bile rolled up your throat again, but you quickly swallowed it, throwing up into your wounds would only make everything worse.
With a bit more fighting you managed to jam the pole just below your leg, in the small place between the two seats, you then with a lot of effort, began to pull and push the pole trying to get the gap bigger so your leg could drop out. A weird grunting and straining noise came from your throat and sweat trickled from your forehead.
There was a crunch and groan, and a snap from the seats until finally your leg dropped out. You shouted in pain as immediately after the pole snapped forcing your body over the seat next to you, this bumped both your leg and your wrist, the seats then quickly snapped back together.
You looked down to your limp leg, which was humming in pain. Your shin wasn't actually bleeding that much, it was a lot of dried black crusted blood with only a few spots of stagnant fresh blood. Your thigh however was still bleeding, however your bone didn't hit the artery, as if it had you would have already died. This meant you didn't have to be extremely worried about it right now.
You groaned as you moved your mind over to the next problem... you needed to get out of this place.
You needed to get out of the small hole beside you, you took a deep breath readying yourself, closing your eyes. This was going to fucking hurt... surprisingly your hip and knee were still sort of functional on your damaged leg. You swung your legs and arms around, using the momentum it created to flip your body half out of the hole and half onto the chair behind you.
"Argh!" You groaned, with out rest or stopping you began to painfully pull yourself out of the plane. There was about a 30cm drop on the other side, which meant that once enough of your body was out, your own weight would do the rest sending you tumbling out.
Another slightly louder shout of pain left your lips as your body hit the ground, your whole body radiated with pain, and you lied there waiting for it to subside, only moving your eyes. You were exhausted and search for somewhere you could get a bit of cover for a while.
Not far away there was a tree with a small opening, there seemed to be just enough space for you to fit in, you now just had to drag yourself over there. You carefully flipped yourself over, once again baring the pain, while also slightly hooking your bad leg over your good leg to keep it elevated, and then dragged yourself across the ground. It was a struggle, but you worked your way across the ground until you were able to roll into the hole.
Finally you could rest... sort of... you needed to start to fix up your wounds...
Feeling around your pockets you realised your phone was gone, it must have flown off during the crash, but you didn't really need it. You doubted there would be any signal wherever you are which meant that you were completely unable to call for help, only the flash light would have been helpful. But the light from outside was enough, starting with your legs you began to assess yourself.
Your shin would have to be washed so you could see the damage, and right now that wouldn't be possible, and it felt pretty sturdy to walk on. Your thigh was the most worrying, the bone was slightly protruding out the skin in your current position, however if you moved your leg around the bone would disappear, the blood that was coming from it was also very concerning.
Stitching the wound would be the best option however you didn't have anything needle like you could use to pierce the skin, the next best thing would be to tightly bandage it and then use some wood to make a very rough brace to steady your bone a bit better, it would allow you to kind of walk.
You had a jacket in which you could use as a top, if you took your current shirt off you could use it as a bandage, the jacket although frayed and slightly ripped should give you a little warmth at night.
With a quick change you zipped up your jacket and then began to rip up your shirt into long strips of cloth, finally you tightly bandaged your thigh to put pressure on your wound. It would do until you found water to clean it properly and something to stitch it up.
Once you were sure that everything was tight and secure with the first layer you made the stint and walking support with the second, it took some time and a bit of searching about for sticks, but you eventually made something with good support. With a carful wiggle you checked it and nodded to yourself, it is good enough.
Secretly proud of yourself you then began to make you way out of the tree hole, it was a lot of shuffling and crawling, but you did eventually make it out. Your leg still hurt like hell however now that you had given it support it was manageable, you could walk with a heavy limp, but you could now get around as a normal human would.
Once washed and stitched it would be much better but for now this was fine. After you had made it out of the tree hole you stood and stretched your body for the first time, the feeling of your body clicking and cracking felt really good and it was a relief. Your muscles were uncramped and ready to be used again, putting all your weight on your good leg, your eyes scanned the area assessing your situation properly.
What was left of the plane was just in front of you, the small fires that were around were basically put out now or on their way out, the trees around you were big and only let filters of light through to the ground... it was actually quite magical to look at.
You were in a forest, there were giant green trees around you that dwarfed even the plane, the trees that the plane had hit were only damaged non had fallen. The bark had been ripped off but apart from that the trees were fine; they weren't even on fire. You took a moment to think...
How the fuck am I still alive...
You shook yourself from that thought and focused on the plane in front of you. You needed to move away from this area, the fires were receding however you didn't want to risk and explosion, even a spark on fuel could set everything off.
But also when the fires had gone out predators would start to move in, there were a lot of corpses and you defiantly didn't want to be close to this feeding frenzy.
However, the plane had supply's that could be very useful to you, instead you could wait nearby for help to come. So you were going to risk an explosion to get the stuff that you needed, if there was an explosion everything that could be of use would be ruined, so the best option would be to stick outside to scavenge rather than trying to get back into what was left of the plane.
You limped around the plane searching for anything that you could use, you were lucky, the plane had crashed in a way that meant that the underside was ripped out, but the stuff was mostly damage free.
You had access to a number of bags from the outside, you smiled and then using your body weight you pulled out everything you could and then moved them further away, it was tedious and aggravated your wounds but necessary.
Around the area there were other cases you pulled to the area as well salvaging everything you could, even though the contents inside were a lot more damaged, in the end you had six full cases and a pile of other stuff from the area.
You first looked through the items, there were a lot of tattered clothes which could be used as bandages in the future, so you picked the nicest ones to use. There was also a notebook you decided to take it with you, if you didn't find something to write with you could always use ashes from fire as you had found a lighter and some matches that were in decent shape, finally there were some smashed up souvenirs which were useless.
However one of the souvenirs from (home country) had a wire which seemed quite sharp, you could use this to stitch yourself up with, it wouldn't be a perfect needle but it would be better than nothing.
You then went through the suitcases, after you had been through the first case you flipped it up to empty it properly and placed all the useful stuff you had back inside, you would use this one to carry your things. You found clothes, bits of food, more lighters and some general supply's which could all help. You also found some alcohol, it would be perfect for sanitising your wounds, there were five bottles that were in good condition.
Happy with your haul, you took another look through everything to check that you hadn't missed anything important. Satisfied you looked around again, your next issue was water, you'd die of thirst before hunger, but also you needed to bathe and wash your wounds before they got seriously infected.
Once your new suitcase was zipped up and stood on its wheels you realised you had to make a decision, which way to walk. You looked around a little, then started walking. You walked in the in the direction that the forest looked most luscious and green, you guessed that this was where the water was going to be.
By limping and stumbling you slowly made you way through the forest, birds chirped, and animals called through the rustling of the trees, your body however was sweating. It was a warm day, coupled with your injuries adding to your struggling, it all ending with a very uncomfortable feeling. You were beginning to stink quite bad, a running river right now would be perfect, preferably one that was cool.
But you had a slow pace and at the time you had actually made it to a decent enough stream, the sun was beginning to set, you couldn't solve your injuries in the dark, and predatory animals also meant you couldn't stay exposed like this.
There was also the problem of getting cold, you could feel the temperature dropping, sharply dropping, and there was a chill in the air. In the fading light you looked around trying to find somewhere more hidden. Nearby you noticed some sort of abandoned animal burrow, it would be dirty but it would have to do.
When morning came you dragged yourself out of the animal burrow, you had barely slept not feeling at all safe, you couldn't light a fire to ward of predators inside the burrow as you would smoke yourself out, and outside the burrow would also be a risk as a fire you couldn't watch could light up the whole forest.
The animal calls the were cute during the day quickly turned frightening when darkness fell, you were exhausted, but you had no right to complain, you were alive and everyone else was dead and a little sleepiness was almost welcomed... it meant that you were still alive.
Your leg now had more of a burning pain rather than the throbbing that was there before, you could feel the starting of an infection in the thigh wound especially, it was now imperative that you throughly cleaned it and stitched it up, an actual doctor can deal with the wound when you found rescue... or they found you. You were also looking to re-brace the wound to something more secure.
The river wasn't very far and thankfully your suitcase full of stuff hadn't been ripped apart during the night, you grabbed it and went over to the river. The river was a running body of water, quite fast but not dangerous if you wanted to swim, and it was wide enough that you wouldn't be able to jump over it on your best day. You were lucky it was running water; stagnant water was dangerous to drink and put on your wounds, clear running water like this was perfect.
You sat down by the river and opened the suitcase, the alcohol bottles were on the top, so you took them out and lined them up beside you, not yet opening them. You then ripped up a greenish shirt, that was very big, and washed it in the water. Each time you washed a length you would hang it up over a nearby branch to dry it off a little.
Finally, when everything was prepared you began carefully peeling your make shift bandage, you kept the branches to remake the stint but discarded the bandages both in the river and on the side, hopefully someone would find them and come to help. It was a bit of a useless hope but you still did it just encase, watching as the pieces of cloth floated down the river and out of sight.
Your eyes went to your wound, it was bad, but what else was there to expect. You could still feel the bone moving and grinding especially now that the splint was off. It was very red and swollen from infection, there was the crusting of a scab around the open wound and when you pressed on it gently a watery yellowy green puss pooled out of it, if you weren't quick and carful with this infection you could end up losing your leg.
Your other wounds weren't really hurting anymore, and your shin didn't look too bad, it was weeping a lot but didn't really look infected yet, your wrist was a closed wound and was just a bit swollen and your head had stop bleeding a while ago. Your wrist would need some support you could make with bandages, but that would be quite easy.
You looked into the water and saw that there was crusted blood and dirt on your face, and you could see where the wound on your forehead started but couldn't see the rest, it was quite a deep wound but it wasn't life threatening it just needed a wash. However, you couldn't discount a more serious and deeper head injury. You needed it was everything, a full body dunk in the water and a body scrub with your hands would be perfect, plus the clothes that are currently on your body were ruined anyway. You peeled off your clothes and once again sent them down the river, you had plenty of clothes in your suitcase anyway.
You gave your body a quick inspection, there was still a general ache around your chest which formed in large patterned bruises and there were a lot of scratches, you didn't think there was anything extremely serious though as you count breath normally. At worse a couple of fractures around the chest and ribs which you couldn't currently deal with.
There was no one around, so while naked, you took a dive. The river was shallower than you thought, the water just covering your waist. You fully ducked under making sure your hair was also wet, you began scrubbing your entire body with your hands, the water turning a muddy red around you.
You paid special attention to your hair, pulling all the blood and grime off the strands, then running your fingers through carefully to untangle it. When you finished you could probably use a length of cloth to tie it all up, you didn't want to keep untangling your hair like this, so a braid would help.
Once satisfied you carefully jumped up and sat on the side, as you had been cleaning your hair you felt that your head wound had been cleaned up nicely. The wound on your thigh was still the most worrying and was clearly red and inflamed, however the wound itself was quite small. Your shin wasn't particularly great either.
There were multiple lacerations all over your shin from the crush, you couldnât see the bone and you could guess that there were defiantly fractures at least, You groaned, you weren't a doctor so trying to fix the bones was way above your pay grade, wrapping the wound tight with bandages would be the best thing you could do it would control infection and bleeding.
You grabbed one of the alcohol bottles nearby and using a cupped hand began slowly and carefully working the liquid onto your lower leg, making sure that it was all covered, alcohol could fight infection so you made sure you were thorough. This was especially important for your bigger wounds.
Your nerves were lighting up with pain the moment the alcohol touched it, your leg felt like it was on fire, you hissed in pain but continued. Once satisfied that everything was thoroughly cleaned, you grabbed a nearby strip of cloth folded it and then held it against the bottle opening, by carefully tipping the alcohol you soaked the cloth through.
Once you had fully soaked the cloth through without wasting any of the alcohol, you wrapped it tight around your leg. By the time you were done you had almost finished your current alcohol bottle, about a shots worth was left in the bottom, it was a success in the alcohol saving department.
The next wound to take care of was your thigh, you biggest wound. You had to stitch it up especially now that you had the equipment, you sanitised the wire, a long piece of string you got from the frayed cloth and your wound with the alcohol once again.
You then created a loop in the wire as small as you could, tying the string into it, however just looking at your little creation was terrifying enough, and now you had to put it through your skin... with no pain killers.
Your hands shook, your eyes were glued to your wound, as your hand moved closer. The piece of wire was sharp but not needle sharp, so it would require some forcing to get it through your skin, the only good thing was that it was bendable so you wouldn't have to stab too deep. However, your small hand made loop was the scariest part, it wasn't as small as you would have liked.
You just went for it, it took a lot of force but once the skin broke you could immediately manoeuvre the hook out and to the other side, repeating the process. Over, under, over, under, over, under, over, under until with a pull it was all stitched closed.
Now for the bone, the bone was still moving about like crazy and there was a risk that it would open your wound again and leave you exactly where you started. However, if you did your splint well enough it should hold everything solid enough. The best option would be to put it around the bone itself but you didn't have any of the skills for that.
Before doing anything you once again began carefully putting the alcohol over the wound, cloth, and even the sticks that were going to be the actual splint. Then you began tightly remaking your splint, tight wrappings of cloth that sandwiched sticks, making sure that your bone would be held as still as possible.
After, you tied up your hair into a plat to keep it all together, one leg dipped into the water. Your wrist was still swollen, so with more ripped up cloth you tightly wrapped it. Finally, you carefully stood and put on a fresh set of clothes that were a little big, a simple top and trousers as well as a jacket, and set off down the river following it down stream.
You needed shelter at least, a town or a congregation of people would be even better. It was around midday now, so you had time to carefully stumble along beside the river, so you didn't need to panic just yet. As time passed your eyes looked around at the greenery, now that your leg had been fixed, kind of, there was only a dull ache left.
You were so lost in thought you almost missed the dull slow thumps that seemed to shake the very earth beneath your feet, your eyebrows furrowed in concern. You didn't know what was causing this, but it heavily reminded you of that scene in Jurassic Park with the T-Rex and the water, you'd laugh if you weren't worried that it was an actual t-Rex coming to get you.
As it got closer you could start to figure out where it was coming from, facing you directly, your body tensed ready to get out of there as fast as possible. Finally, through the trees came something that was completely unbelievable and frightening, it was a giant naked human, that started at you with large dumb eyes and shiny white teeth.
Dumb... yes just looking into those eyes you could tell it had no intelligence, you trusted your instincts and right now they were telling you to get the fuck out, they were telling you this thing was deadly...
You didn't wait and stare but turned and hobbled away as fast as you could, your bum leg slowed you down a lot. You didn't hear the thumps of it following your straight away, but once you had gotten a certain distance away, they started up again...
Slowly getting closer and faster...
