Deaged Oz AU - Rumors In Atlas
The whispers had started long before Tip saved the little Faunus child, but his actions only served to strengthen them, make them more believable and more real. After all, now there were witnesses to state that Winter Schnee, or a boy calling himself that, had acted in exactly the way those old enough to remember the boy Atlas had lost would have acted. That? That changed things...
"Do you really believe them? Those stories, I mean? Even if they found the Schnee child, why would he care about us? He's human, after all... not to mention a Schnee..." The speaker reached up to scratch at one floppy ear, looking annoyed. He, for one, wasn't going to buy anything anyone said about them. After all, it had been far too long ago for them to still be the boy the whispers stated that he was...
"Nicholas' kid, though. And the old man? He cared, at least far more than Jacques did. What I don't get is why everybody's stating he's a kid." His workmate sighed, stretching overly tense shoulders, but his voice seemed more believing than his companion. The older Faunus looked almost wistful for a second, those around him suddenly forcefully reminded that he had known Winter Schnee, once...
"Maybe things'll get better? If it's really little Winter, then maybe he can help?"
"He'd have to grow up again, first... at least if things are to be believed. A temporal semblance... wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy. Imagine waking up in the future?" There was a hush as the meaning of those last few statements hit home. If it was true, then that would explain rather a lot, wouldn't it?
"Can you believe it?" A boy sneered, sounding disgusted. "Some jumped up kid claimed to be a Schnee, stood up for a filthy Faunus girl... no Schnee would ever lower themselves that far!"
"Maybe it was a stunt?" His friend asked, tentatively. "After all, with Jacques gone, don't they need all the good wiill they can get? I still can't believe he was such a monster..."
"Maybe. Wasn't there some cripple brat at the funeral? Could be them. Hey, maybe it really was Winter Schnee, figures the only person who'd be friends with her would be a dead kid."
He shot a venemous look over at Lily, who ignored him, content in the knowledge that she did have at least one person who cared about her. No, Tip wasn't at school with them, but he was really nice! Her parents had said that they'd let him come over to visit soon, she could see him again. she finally had a friend! Hey, maybe he'd bring the others she'd met, too? The bullies would never touch her with all those scary older kids around. Tip even had a sword! They hadn't looked very tough, running away from him, after all... she giggled to herself softly and continued reading. Maybe she'd be a Huntress, one day?"
The first protests started a few days later. Robyn Hill herself had gone on record that she'd met the boy in question. She'd had nothing but good things to say about the youngster who had thwarted what might so easily have been a massacre at her election party, which only really served to underline that something, at least, was definitely going on. They'd heard of the boy that she was talking about, little Wintertip Pine, too. And wasn't that just the coincidental name, under the circumstances?
Rumors were flying quicker than ever, so when James Ironwood came out and admitted publically that there had indeed been a temporal semblance involved in the recovery of one of the Atlas Four, almost the entire public were of the same opinion. It was Winter Schnee, the small, crippled boy that so many had taken into their hearts when he was snatched all that time ago. He'd been returned to them, so now? It was up to them to protect him, make sure it could never happen again.
After all, it wasn't like he could realistically protect himself, even if there were stories involving some sort of sword. That would just be laughable... right?
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"He's right behind me isn't he..."
I've read and reread @warriorstale001 's amazing fic "One Small Difference" twice now and this image stays glued in my head!! If you haven't already I highly recommend checking out this fic, it may not be complete but it absolutely rips your heart to pieces and is easily one of my favs <3
In my heart Nightmare is so sorry and the very next morning he goes to see Dream and immediately has a change of heart and they both go to therapy and Dream goes to the doctor 🧡
Version without the text below the cut! <3
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