Matt x Reader

Ana: hello! Hope y'all are doing great! Oh and I dont have any more ideas for the a/n chats, so if I dont include anyone else you know why lol...

Keith: isn't this an a/n conversation?

Ana: Keith stop interrupting for god's sake

Keith: *lools at the camera like in the office*

Third person
It has been four days since the accident, the Holts, except for Matt, accepted what happened and prepared a funeral, most people, friends, family and even strangers showed up at the funeral. People talked about how mucb they'll miss the crew and stuff, but Matt knew they was no one who felt like him. His grief was so much. After the funeral, people approached Matt and said their "sorry" for y/n. He thanked them, but when they left his face would change to a sad and frustrated expression. He just wanted this to be over.

Matt spent the days and nights sitting on the roof with his laptop open, waiting for a message to pop up at any moment.

"She may be scared that the Garrsion will find out you know? I-I know her, she doesn't like to get in trouble."

Matt turned around to face his dad. He knew he was out here, and he knew the reason why he was uo there.

"So you're saying she hasn't responded yet?"

Matt sighed.

"Yes..."

"Don't worry son" he said hugging him.

"Dad... I- I know I have you and mom very worried. But... I know she's out there, as well as Shiro and the other guy. It-its a hunch."

Mr. Holt sat down. "In that case, have faith. You know son, everytime I had a hunch, it turned out to be right. So maybe you're right. Maube there's still hope."

Matt's eyes lit up as tears started to form. "Thank you dad! I wont loose hope!" He said, letting a sob come out (Ana: we stan a great dad!)
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A week passed since that day, no news...
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Shiro pov
I groaned... my head hurted a lot, was it from the crash? No... this isn't our ship... where am I?

I started looking around, trying to understand were was I...

I looked around me and the kid from my crew was lying besides me, but y/n wasn't there...

As my vision started to clear, I could see we were in a small room. Two beds, and... a toilet...

"Where are we?"

My voice echoed through the room.

But before the room was silent again, a small gap on the door was oppened by someone. "Hey you! Wake up your friend. The witch wants to see you"

Witch? This has to be a joke... I can't be back here again! I DON'T THINK I'LL MAKE IT OUT AGAIN!

I carried the kid, he had injured his head on the crash, so he had blacked out.

Two big purple soldiers walked me to the room we were supposed to be wanted, when we arrieved they closed the door and stood in front. In front of me, was the witch. White hair, purple skin and such an irritating voice, but she was giving me her back

"So... you brought me the champion back huh? Drop the kid" she said without turning my way. "We don't need him... yet"

My face wasn't showing any emotions... if i learned something with this woman, is that you should never let them read you.