QSMP 2 Prompt/ Drabble about q!Foolish being in pain when a Totem is used near him.
Summary: Q!Foolish’s healing factor is acting up again, so when a friendly sparring match between friends goes wrong, the members of the North find out that using a Totem near q!Foolish hurts him.
They were sparring when it happened.
It was meant to be a friendly sparring session between the members of the North, a bit of training on a quiet day.
Most of them were engaged in 1 on 1 fights, while q!Foolish had sat down on the sidelines, content to simply watch the others spar.
When the idea of a training session was brought up this morning someone had suggested to include the use of totems to make it more challenging, more real, but thankfully q!Tina had managed to convince them otherwise, arguing it’d be a waste of totems in case of a real battle.
When the others had agreed, q!Tina had shot q!Foolish a quick knowing look and a reassuring smile
Q!Foolish hoped the other knew how grateful he was for her intervention.
It had been a few hours since the training had began nd it was going well. Sometimes they would switch weapons or make teams to keep it interesting.
And as time went on q!Foolish slowly let down his guard, allowing himself to relax for a bit.
Q!Foolish was startled awake by a sudden commotion, sitting up and looking around to find the source.
He spotted the others down the hill, all in a group, surrounding two fighters. It seemed one of the fights had gotten more intense than planned, the clashing of swords being drowned out by several people watching and cheering them on.
Struck by curiosity Q!Foolish got up to join the group of excited bystanders watching the heated battle, but by the time he had reached the fight, the cheers had already turned into a mixture of laughter and frantic shouting as one person was now being chased by the other.
Then there was a scream, a bit too real for comfort.
q!Foolish had no chance to fully comprehend or prepare for what was about to happen, when not a second later the noise of a totem popping filled the air with a loud crack, static, and green & golden sparks everywhere.
Piercing, as if he had been the one who had been just struck down, and q!Foolish cant suppress the pained noise that escapes him.
His vision goes white for a split second, he feels the wind getting knocked out of his lungs as his chest spasms, and everyone else suddenly feels so very far away, the distant sound of people speaking and apologizing being drowned out by static.
Q!Foolish stands frozen on the spot, muscles locked up, shaking, as the pain spreads through his body.
It all happens in the blink of an eye, and then the pain thankfully starts to fade.
His vision and hearing is slowly returning, and he’s able to breathe again, though there’s still a deep stinging pain lingering in his chest.
After the initial scare, he looks around, slowly getting control over his body back as well.
Surprisingly he’s still standing, though a bit further behind the others as he remembers and it takes another second for q!Foolish's brain to fully catch up with what had happened.
The rest of the group of shocked bystander has already swarmed around the fighters checking up on them, and neither of the fighters seem to be seriously hurt thanks to the totem. The spar must have gotten out of control, and in their panic someone had instinctively reached for it.
Still, it was unfortunate that it had happened right in front of him… amplifying his pain, not that he blamed any of them, they were scared and no one besides q!Tina knew about this side effect.
Q!Foolish looks around slowly, keeping an eye on the others while trying to calm his breathing.
The situation has calmed down by now and it seems no one had noticed him in all their panic, too focused on the fight.
Good. He lets out a relived breath, his hand absent-mindedly reaching up to his chest, near the unusually lingering pain.
He takes in another deep breath, but it hitches when his claws brush against his skin and the pain spikes again.
And by that drawing everyone’s attention to him.
A pause, followed by several confused looks.
“Are you alright?” q!Tina is the one to ask, clearly more concerned than the others.
“Oh me? Of course, Im fine." Q!Foolish falls into habit immediately, quick to reassure eveeyone that he’s okay, knowing fully well he’s not as fine as he likes to pretend to be.
"That was quite the fight though am I right?" He says as he plasters a big smile on his face to proof his point, waving them off in a practiced motion, hoping they’ll let the topic go.
It doesn’t seem to work though as everyone stays silent, eyeing him, and q!Foolish can feel the shift in the atmosphere.
Something felt wrong. His chest was still throbbing too…. And he forcea hinself to relax even more.
But there’s a chorus of gasps when he lowers his hand to fully reveal his chest.
When he looks at the others he realizes all of them are frozen, staring at him with various shocked expressions.
Confused he follows their gaze down to his chest…
Where a noticeable crack has formed near his heart.
Well... that would explain why the pain isnt gone yet.
The others are stunned silent, gaping at him when he doesnt say anything to explain what's going on.
Instead he just carefully prods at the crack in his chest again, not making a noise, and with an expression that’s way too calm, maybe even detached, as a thin trail of golden blood and dust escapes from the wound.
Q!Foolish feels his heart sink when he’s suddenly reminded of the last time he felt like this. Back when his healing factor wasn’t working… trapped on an island… flashes of a red sky and an all seeing eye.
He remembers fighting, gas masks, his daughter screaming … and an earthquake.
Everything is drowned out by the memories of Purgatory. He doesn’t register when all hell breaks lose around him, the others erupting into panicked shouts and questions.
(End, hope you enjoyed this)
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