Archive of Our Own ^beta

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After all the abuse Prism took during their childhood and Eventually running away from her parents, it's not wonder she ended up like this, a frequent drug user (Meth, Crack, anything she can get her hands on.)

A prostitute and sitting on the streets, waiting for their next client, wishing that she never had to take this path down this dark wretched life, she wishes to end their suffering, to forget about everything, but she can’t shake off this feeling she had, that their life couldn’t end so early, but she doesn’t know why.

Soon another car drives by and picks her up, takes her to the place she absolutely despises, but it is done, she gets her paycheck of 1,200 (wow lucky them) and is placed back where she belongs, the streets, day after day, client after client, never getting a break from her sad sob story of a life.

She feels…weird after doing her normal amount of drugs, so…dizzy no, she…can’t end like this right? She gets up and starts walking towards… what is she walking towards?
*Ugh my legs…feel so weak…so tired… ground looks really comfortable right now… might take a…quick…nap-*

She passes out…

But who’s that hot chick in the corner of their eye?

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The stoic, expressionless deity known to most in Heaven as Aris was, to say the least, freaking out. They were on Earth, which wasn’t the worst part. Sure, it had changed since the last time, but it wasn’t anything they hadn’t seen before.

What they were concerned about, though, was the small human passed out on the floor in front of them, and the fact that their heart felt like it was beating fourteen and a half times as fast as it should. They would mutter something like ‘Oh jeez oh God..’, but didn’t feel like interrupting whatever they were doing. Instead, they crouched down next to the relatively tiny human, tentatively flipping them over onto their back and examining them.

They checked their pulse, snapped their fingers in front of their face, all the normal things to do when you find someone literally knocked out on the floor. ‘Uhm..’ Aris cleared their throat, struggling with not sounding like a middle school boy for the first time in forever. A part of their head was freaking out, another part saying ‘what’s wrong with you? you’re supposed to be the stable one here, not the gross tween dweeb!’. The third part of their head, which they were starting to suspect was not their head, and a different organ all together, said one simple sentence. ‘We should pick them up and run.’

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Hey so, sorry I wasn’t writing this story but I’m picking it back up again and I’m starting on the third chapter, When that one comes out, I’m gonna delete this mini update, should be soon also three of my friends are working on this so one of them gave me the demo and asked me to add some stuff,
But more will be coming soon. Buh-bye!

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Aris who was feeling some major metal turmoil just decided to pick up the tiny human and teleport to a secluded forest. She set the human down on a flat rock and examined it, hoping to figure out what was wrong. "Hey, are you okay?" Aris asked with a worried expression as she tried shaking the human awake. Prism's eyes opened slowly and she seemed surprised to find a strange deity in front of her. "Wha- Am I high or something...?" She said in a groggy voice as she rubbed her eyes in confusion. Aris noticed the human's reaction and then realized that she forgot to turn into her human form! Aris gasped and quickly flew away and hid in a nearby tree up above. Prism sat up and looked around, wondering if she was actually going crazy. "W-wait! Come back!" Prism shouted as she moved off the rock slowly. Aris watched Prism as she tried to shuffle off the rock but then noticed she was about to fall! With a quick flap of her wings Aris flew towards Prism and caught her.
"I'm so sorry! Are you hurt anywhere?" Aris asked with a worried expression. Prim seemed mesmerized and simply muttered out, "N-no I'm fine.."
End of part 1