❝𝓜𝒾𝓁𝒶𝒹𝓎𝓡𝓊𝒷𝓎❞

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While I’m still writing its rework and am not done with it, the old chapters will remain available to read for the nostalgia you all wished to experience :)

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Do keep in mind that this old version is heavily subject to change, and what you read may be entirely different from what the rewriting will be.

The concept of being replaced (as it is literally the name of the fic) will be the same. But a lot of things you’ll see mentioned, a lot of informations and original ideas I’ve included, may not make an appearance in the new version of the fic, or may be twisted in a different way.

Thank you for your understanding, see you soon! 🫶

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I will!🫡

I’ve been terribly busy, unfortunately, and had this huge writing block that wouldn’t even allow me to reread my works without wanting to tear my own hair off😅

Im looking for a twst fanfic that was about another person like mc was from another world and the other person tries to replace us and kill us cause apparently we have some sort of disease or sm

That was the first every twst fanfic that ive ever read before

Then it suddenly disappeared and i cant find the author because i forgot the authors username (i think there was raspberries or strawberry in the user)

Are you the author??? Im pretty sure you used to have a riddle pfp

It seems you found me🙌🎉

I indeed used to have a name sounding like this, with a Riddle pfp (his “Birthday Boy” suit card to be precise)

What you describe does seem like my work, titled “Replaced?” with the other person being “Vanessa”

The reason it disappeared is because I’m rewriting it entirely!

Part 13 • Part 15

I’m alive😭 I forgot I had this fic ongoing and I’m not into it as much as I used to “back then”,, still I’m gonna try to make the last few parts better than this one and the others to finish this fic on a good ending!

PS: I didn’t even check for any typos so forgive me in advance if you find any😅

I DON’T ALLOW ANY KIND OF USE OF MY WORK. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. DO NOT STEAL/COPY-PASTE/UPLOAD MY WORK ANYWHERE.

I DON’T DO TAGS

Female Reader, Twisted Wonderland, Angst

TW: screaming, yelling, Overblot, being in pain…

Part 14: The consequences of your actions

A ravaging scream pierced the entirety of the student’s ears, making them gasp or hiss in pain, looking everywhere for the source of the terrible noise. They all looked in different directions, above, to the side, behind them… They couldn’t find anyone or anything that could’ve been powerful enough to release such terrifying scream throughout the entire school.

- What was that?! A student in Crewel’s class asked his teacher who seemed as confused as him.

- Did you guys felt it in your bones too??! Another one asked.

- Settle down pups!! The teacher said, hushing the boys to quiet down and get back to their work. I’ll go take a look, you keep on doing what I asked you to do.

And so, Crewel headed outside of his alchemy class, silently closing the door behind him as he looked to the left, and then to the right of the hallway. The only thing he saw was another teacher who was doing the same thing as him. They both stood there for a second before Crewel decided to take a first step into the long corridor, taking the decision of getting informations.

~ At Heartslabyul ~

- What the hell was that?! Riddle shouted, suddenly rising from his chair.

- I don’t know. Cater grabbed his phone to see if news of the scream was already being talked about on the school’ social. There’s nothing about it onlin-

- Of course there isn’t, it just happened. Trey walked in. Should we go see the Headmage?

Riddle nodded and followed after Trey outside of the lounge. Before being out of sight, he turned to Cater:

- I entrust you with our students, make sure to also keep Ace and Deuce from seeking for Y/n. And on this final note, he left with his vice dorm leader.

Cater obliged and thought that, even if he told Ace about you being locked up away somewhere, he wouldn’t move a finger to try and find you. After all, he befriended Vanessa and abandoned you. Why would you still matter to him?

~ At Savanaclaw ~

- Hot damn- That hurt my ears!! Ruggie shouted, scratching the back of his ear with a hiss. What was that??

- Do I look like I know? Leona growled, annoyed with whoever decided to ruin his afternoon nap by letting out a gut wrenching scream.

The lions got up from his napping spot, stretching his arms with a grunt. He grabbed the hyena by the arm and told him they’ll go ask the "stupid Headmage" for informations on the matter.

~ At Octavinelle ~

- WHAT DID YOU SAY ABOUT SHRIM-

Floyd didn’t have the time to finish his yelling that the loud scream reached their ears. He looked around to see if anyone was crazy enough to cut him mid sentence but realized he was alone with his brother and Azul.

- What the hell was that?? Azul said, rising from his seat. That was so loud-

The fact that all the dormitories heard the scream showed just how powerful it really was, even through different mirrors and even under a deep sea. Was it because the mirrors leading to the dorms were directly connected to the school? Without wasting any time, Azul instructed to Jade that we would look after the dorm and its student while he went to see the Headmage himself to gather informations on the situation. Floyd wasn’t having it:

- And where do you think you’re going without telling me where Shrimpy is?!! He blocked the way with his body.

- Floyd, like we said, we don’t know where Crowley took her… I’m on my way to see him so if you could move, maybe I’ll have a chance of knowing where she’s being hel-

- I don’t believe you.

- Floyd enough. Trust Azul for now. Jade grabbed his twin brother by the arm and led him away from the exit. You will see Y/n again soon so settle down for now.

Azul wasted no time in rushing out of the lounge, walking fast towards the mirror so he could get in touch with Crowley as soon as possible, for both your sake and the source of the scream.

~ At Scarabia ~

- Oh my Seven!! Kalim shrieked and clung to Jamil’s arm, making him stumble over his own feet.

- Kalim-

- Didn’t you hear that??! The white haired boy shouted.

- I did, thank you. Jamil responded with a sigh. But yelling won’t make us know what that was.

He told Kalim to stay in the dorm and look after the students without causing panic. He mentioned that he would seek informations before heading out of sight and out of the dorm.

~ At Pomefiore ~

- Rook!! What on Earth are you doing?? Vil shouted, clearly angry about the mess he made while applying his lipstick.

- I didn’t do anything Roi du Poison!! I swear! The hunter came into the room and raised his hands in the air to prove his innocence.

Vil grabbed a cotton wipe and carefully erased the smudged lipstick on his chin. He sighed and looked at Rook through the mirror.

- Go investigate. I can’t be bothered right now. He gestured to him to leave the room. I have a photo shoot with Vanessa in an hour.

The man nodded and bowed, apologizing before taking his leave in a hurry.

~ At Ignihyde ~

- Ortho, can you check the source of that sound? Idia asked his brother before wiping the sweat of his brow.

Had he not been so focused on pulling the latest SSR available in his stupid game, he would’ve been a bit more scared of that gut wrenching scream that tore the air apart. But it was Idia… We couldn’t expect much from him.

- Of course big bro! Ortho looked through the school digital map, seeking for the source of the sound.

- Found anything? His brother asked, not looking his way.

- Ye- Ortho gasped quietly. Big bro! Look at this!!

~ At the library ~

- Woah-!! Did you hear that too?! Epel shouted, accidentally wrinkling a page of the book he was reading.

- Yeah obviously- Jack hissed and scratched his right ear with a pained expression on his face.

The wolf stood up and went towards the doors of the library, looking at the other students in there who were scared, and as confused as him. He asked one of them if he knew what happened, but he told him what he almost expected:

- I don’t know man- I was just catching up on my homework-

Jack thanked him and went back to Epel who hadn’t move from the table.

- We’re going to stay here okay? Since we don’t know what happe-

- And wait for a teacher to pick us up?? You think I’m gonna stay there and do this stupid assignment while Y/n is still out the-

- Epel. Jack put his hand on the boy’s shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze to try and reassure him. Lilia and Silver are still looking for her, trust in them for now…

To be honest with himself, Jack wasn’t convinced at all with his words. He felt as useless as Epel, knowing you were out there, probably scared of that scream too… He wished you were sitting beside them right now…

~ Somewhere in the school ~

- Father!!

- I’m alright-

Lilia held his sensitive ears with a twisted frown, a hiss escaping his lips. That scream left a ringing noise in his fae ears and it felt horrible. He scratched the back of his neck as if it would ease the pain.

- Let’s find Y/n, the scream must have terrified her since she’s by herself.

Silver only nodded and proceeded to walk to Lilia’s level, glancing at him form time to time to make sure he was really alright.

~ In another corridor ~

Grim’s claws slightly dug into Malleus’ shoulder when the loud scream reverberated against the walls: the demon cat hissed and scanned every corner with his worried eyes. If he didn’t have fur -and if he was human- you could’ve seen a drop of sweat dripping down his forehead.

- What the hell was that?? Hornton was that your stomac-

- Don’t be an idiot… That was Y/n.

- Wha- That’s impossible! Y/n doesn’t have such a demonic voice!! The fur ball replied fast.

Malleus had no doubts however… He knew the scream came from you and he also knew this wasn’t just a scream: it was filled with pain, pure agony but also hatred. You sounded frustrated, like you were stuck within your own body… The dragon did not like that one bit.

- Grim. Go find the Headmage and tell him that he’ll need to pay the consequences of his actions. He then grabbed the cat, who had sat on his shoulder for a while now, and settled him down on the stone floor. Tell him I won’t let him get away with what he did to her.

Not even waiting for Grim to muster up the words that were blocked by his teeth, the fae had leave the corridor and was already taking a turn behind a wall. He could easily guess the cat would be frustrated to have to be the one to bare such responsibility but he couldn’t help it. He HAD to find you.

- Don’t worry Y/n… He mumbled to himself. I’ll find you.

~ In complete darkness ~

You could see it! The crack in the wall! Well it wasn’t really a wall, more like something blocking your way out… but there was a possible exit forming itself on the back like ink cell. With your hands turned into fists, you punched and punched the cold and hardened ink, again, and again… and again. You winced at the sharp pain running through your fingers as you felt the freezing liquid run from your wounds, down to your elbows. Gritting your teeth, you simply refused to give up: you could see the cracks getting bigger and some pieces of dark material falling near you. Your prison was like a ball of crystal, but instead of a shiny and beautiful diamond enveloping you, it was a thick and cold Bolt jail that you had been trapped in.

- I’m not… letting them get away with it..! Your voice was distorted, menacing and not human like.

Your hands had turned black, just like your eyes, just like your hair… everything beside your skin had turned the color of ink. Your clothes were not ignored: they all turned black and even changed shape, revealing a sort of long dress, ending like an infinite dripping source of ink. The clothing was wrapped around your entire body, covering your arms and neck as well. You looked horrific… a walking Blot figure. That’s what you were.

- Fucking brEAK ALREADY!!! You threw a final punch at the "wall" and watched as it broke and crumbled to pieces.

Finally… You were free! You were finally free! You stood up, not looking back once at the hallucinations of your "friends", ennemies or past self… They were all insignificant to you now. No need to worry about the past: just carry on your revenge and destroy what they love. Destroy everything and destroy them. While you walked into the room your jail had been set in, you completely ignored the twisted shapes of all the men yelling at your hallucinated self. She didn’t care to be reprimanded for telling you to overblott. She only told you to do what you contemplated.

~ In the Headmage’s office ~

- Things are not good, Crowley!! Some students are panicking and there’s a loud stomping noise all around the ceilings!! A teacher slammed his hands on the headmaster’s office. Will you do something!?

- Calm down! There’s nothing much I can do! So far, we don’t know what the sound was… You need to keep all students inside their dorm or classrooms. No one should leave and wander on their own, got it?

- Alright… But you better find an explanation and a solution to it all!

The teacher left the office and slammed the door in his ne way out, not glancing back at Crowley before doing so. He was heading to the announcement room where he could use the speakers to let the information be spread among the students. Meanwhile, Crowley sat at his desk and stared deeply into the void.

- Ah… What a pain. I may have taken this too far. He got up from his chair and readjusted his hat before deciding to take his leave somewhere no one knew.

He walked through some hallways, getting to a locked room he opened with a spell. He then made his way towards a dusty mirror left somewhere and straightened his posture in front of it. He sighed and placed his hand on the glass, allowing a few sparkles to fly around the mirror. Not only did it took away all the dust, it also replaced the reflection part of the furniture with some sort of portal… After taking his hat off, Crowley stepped a foot into the portal, feeling the ground on the other side before going through it with all of his body.

- Oh no- His eyes shot wide open behind his raven mask, his face showing the shock and horror he experienced when he witnessed the sight in front of him.

- Hello Crowley. A twisted voice spat with hatred.

Before him was a sorry sight: you and your ink covered body. The room had been destroyed, all the furnitures scattered on the ground and puddles of slimy ink had stain the walls and floors. The room was dark, but with all of this Blot accumulating against every surface in a matter of seconds, the atmosphere grew even more gloomy and everything was getting darker than the human eye could perceive.

- Miss L/-

- Don’t you DARE say my name!! You hissed with venom dripping down your mouth. What did you expect after locking me up in there?!!

- You need to understand that it was only a matter of time until you Overblotted!! All I did was securing the school and its students!!

- AND WHO’S FAULT WAS IT TO BEGIN WITH?!! You screamed, the walls shaking, mimicking your trembling form before the Headmage.

The nerve he had! “A matter of time”?! Who was he mocking by saying that!? You knew damn well all of this could’ve been avoided had he not summon that bitch named Vanessa! She ruined everything! Your friendships, your grades, your cozy life at Ramshackle, your mental health… She took everything away from you and you had to make her suffer the consequences of her actions! She needed to pay!! And she will!!

- It doesn’t matter anymore! You are the only responsible one for all of this! You left at the speed of lighting, slamming the door behind you as you hurried down the hallways.

~ Back with Lilia and Silver ~

- I can’t tell where she is… Lilia sighed, rubbing the space between his eyes as he lamented himself on the fact he was getting too old to match his, previously strong, senses.

He had stop in the middle of his tracks, thinking hard about where you could be locked away and where the scream they heard could’ve come from.

- Get it together fath-

- Lilia!! A panting voice interrupted Silver.

The vampire fae looked up, surprised to see Grim running towards him and coming to a stop, right in front of him, trying to catch his breath. The cat choked on a few words, explains the best he can what happened on his end of the "Find Y/n mission": basically, he had follow Malleus in different corridors to try and find the place you were kept hostage right before the scream was heard. The dragon then told Grim that the scream came from you and that he had to find the Headmage as soon as possible.

- I see… So Malleus thinks the scream came from Y/n…

- Would that even be possible? Such a terrifying sound coming from her-

- Unless she- Lilia’s eyes went wide.

The silver haired boy and the demon cat looked at the older student trying to decipher what he wanted to say before he stopped talking: "unless she…"? "Unless she what?!", they thought. Their question remained unanswered as the vampire sprinted out of their sights. They didn’t have the time to react, he was already turning around the corner at the speed of light: they blinked, trying to process his sudden escape from the conversation, not moving a muscle to try and follow him. He was just too fast.

- Unless she what?! Grim looked at Silver but the man didn’t have the capacity to reply to the demon cat.

- Let’s just follow him. The Diasomnia student tried to pick up the creature but failed to do so as Grim jumped back.

- I have to find the Headmage, that’s what Malleus asked me to do! Without waiting for Silver to even react, the cat ran to the opposite direction, leaving the silver haired boy behind him.

~ At Ignyhide ~

- The cameras are a bit slow but I can tell that’s her-

- What should we do big brother??

- I don’t know- I didn’t even know she could Overblot!! Idia panicked and bit his nail out of habit.

Ortho’s face turned into a saddened expression as he looked at your darkening form on the screen: you looked terrifying but also in pain and even though he didn’t know you all that well, it still hurt him to see you that way. His eyes then focused on Idia who still seemed completely stressed over the situation.

- Get it together big brother! You need to go tell the Headmage!

- Yeah I’m pretty sure he heard the scream and he’s already looking into it Ortho-

But then the robotic boy gave his older brother the cutest look ever: sparkles and stars twirling around in his puppy eyes as he pleaded him to take actions himself instead of depending on others.

- Ugh- Fine!! Idia got up from his seat. But I’m only doing this for you!

Part 12 • Part 14

Thank you for the birthday wishes!! It made my day!!❤️🥳

I DON’T ALLOW ANY KIND OF USE OF MY WORK. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. DO NOT STEAL/COPY-PASTE/UPLOAD MY WORK ANYWHERE.

I DON’T DO TAGS

Female Reader, Twisted Wonderland, Angst

TW: yelling, arguing, being in pain, throwing up, mentions of death, mentions of torture, loneliness, hallucinations.

Part 13: Why me of all people…

Why was your head feeling so heavy? Why was your entire body feeling so heavy? Your eyes didn’t want to open but you forced them to do so, feeling it painful because of the throbbing pain behind your skull: then it all clicked.

[…]

- "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!! Azul yelled with anger, his voice almost shaking.

- What must be done. Crowley answered.

What had happen was a very painful and strong blow delivered to your head, made using a huge and heavy book, like a grimoire. Same grimoire that fell onto the floor when you pushed all the stuff of the Headmage’s desk to the side. You thought it was your fault for leaving a heavy "weapon" so close to a crazy man, you almost snickered at the thought. It was his fault actually. But everyone knew that.

- She’s totally out now. The Headmage said, placing his arms under your back and legs as he lifted you up in his arms.

- Where are you taking her?! Jade panicked.

Crowley did not answer and only walked, in complete silence. No one knew where he was going but the two bystanders were in the incapacity of following him due to the last spell used against them: they were like glued in place, their feet unable to make a move. Complete darkness surrounded you and you couldn’t tell the directions the person carrying you was taking, you were blinded by some sort of veil around you; veil that appeared after you got knocked out. Fainting was your only option."

[…]

That’s what happened in details, though it was a pretty messy sketch of the story in your head. You felt like throwing up, your mind completely dizzy. Everything around you was dark but you could still see and perceive glimpses of stuff around you. It was like a room, a small one with minimalistic decoration: which was nothing but dust.

- What a change of comfort… You sighed.

True, it was very different from your last sleep. Waking up in here when you used to wake up in such a large and comfortable bed at Diasomnia… You almost missed the gargoyles that used to sit at the end of your bed. Almost. You did miss them more than the dust that accompanied you today, that was for sure.

- Alone again, I see. How unfortunate you were.

If there were breakable things in this "room", you would have destroyed everything into multiple pieces. You felt angry, in complete rage: you wanted nothing more than to destroy something. Anything!

- Piece of shit. You said, suddenly thinking about Crowley.

You punched the floor you had lay on the entire time you were out, feeling pain running to your knuckles and into your entire hand. You didn’t mind though, the pain inside you was far more important than any wounds you could inflige to your body. But you did flinch when feeling a cold liquid run down the top of your hand. It wasn’t that cold, but it definitely had a stinging sensation when it "wrapped" around your fingers: you looked at it, confused, not knowing what it was since it was obviously not blood. Where the red and warm liquid should’ve been was instead a black and coagulated substance you knew all too well.

- Oh no… The world really was against you.

Vanessa’s pretty face suddenly appeared in your mind but it seemed like she was here. She couldn’t possibly be here since no one, including yourself, would be able to pinpoint where you were currently being held "prisoner". The Headmage had apparently been very careful to chose the most secluded and darkest area to keep you hostage. He planned it all, that’s what you thought.

- You have a hard time connecting the dots, don’t you Y/n?

- Who’s ther- You looked up. You…

- Mhm!~ It’s been a while, hasn’t it? A despicable blonde girl stood in front of you. You hid yourself at Diasomnia so we couldn’t see each other! That made me sad, you know?

- Shut up! Don’t act so friendly with me you bitch! You tried getting up but the pain that grew inside your body made itself bigger and bigger, making it almost impossible to even move.

She wasn’t even there! All you saw was an image of Vanessa, like a ghost. You knew she was surely attending her classes since Monday had already showed up when you awoke, but she felt so real to look at.

- My mind’s playing tricks on me, isn’t it..?

- It sure is yes, but the hate and disgust everyone feels towards you is much more real than everything. She giggled, happy with what she said.

- Everyone? More like you and the few idiots that follow-

- And the Headmage too! Remember you’re here to die, there’s no escape! She had the most sadistic laugh following her words.

You felt so lonely in that moment, not knowing what to do with the emotions bottling up inside you, not knowing whose name you should yell in hope of someone rescuing you… Vanessa’s form disappeared, along with her maniacal laugh, but her words echoed against the walls, reminding you of one thing: you were the Infected. That was the worst curse of all, and there was no saving, no cure… Nothing.

~ Somewhere in the school ~

- Malleus calm down-

- My lord please cal-

- SHUT UP!! Malleus yelled, his voice sounding like a growl and a hiss at the same time.

He was beyond calming down, that was so obvious but regardless, Lilia and Sebek kept on trying to talk him out of his fury. Which was dangerous considering he was a dragon.

- Being so angry is dangerous Malle-

- I DON’T CARE!! His voice sounded deeper and much more imposing than it usually was, indicating he was in a state of brawl.

In the same hallway they were all practically running in -well, Lilia and Sebek were running after Malleus who was walking extremely fast- Jack and Epel suddenly appeared in front of them after taking a turn at the corner: they all stared at each other while the dragon glared at them with annoyance, signaling them that they were blocking the way.

- What’s the rush-

- Move. With a simple flick of his finger, Malleus made Epel slid to the left and he bumped into the wolf as if a strong and heavy wind had push him out of the way.

The dragon wasted no time: he left the corridor and walked at a very fast speed. Where? He didn’t know. He was just trying to get a hint at where you were being held: his senses were all over the place, he tried his best to hear your vibrations or your voice but in vain.

- Where do you think you’re going without me Hornton? Grim ran after Malleus after spotting him and after asking Lilia why he was in such a hurry.

- I have to find Y/n. So don’t get in my wa-

- Y/n is my henchman, remember? The demon cat then gathered all his strength into his paws and jumped on the tall man’s shoulder, taking his seat like a pirate’s parrot next to the dragon’s head. Let’s find her. He said, determined to find and rescue you.

~ At Heartslabyul ~

- Cater you got a message! A student said to the other one who was all the way across the room. Multiple actually- your phone keeps buzzing!

- Alright alright- The redhead walked over to the main part of the lounge and grabbed his phone which sat on the coffee table. Who’s it- His eyes suddenly went wide.

- Is everything alright man? You look pal- The student didn’t have the time to finish his sentence that Cater was already running out the door.

His mind went crazy when he read the message that he got from Lilia, his club’s mate: "Y/n has been locked up by the Headmage, Malleus is going insane… I knew better Mondays than this one :/". The message wanted itself funny but the meaning behind it was really serious, it couldn’t be ignored. Cater knew the vampire fae had the tendency to act about taking things lightly for the sake of others, even if it meant adding a smiley face to a serious message. But he knew he was in a slight state of panic: if he didn’t know how to calm Malleus, it was gonna be the end of the world.

- Cater? Why are you runnin-

- Y/n’s in danger! He said, recognizing the red-rose hair of the boy who almost bumped into him. He didn’t really meant to say it, the information just slipped past his lips.

Riddle stood there for a few seconds after avoiding being knocked over: he took in the information and immediately went after Cater, trying to know more about the situation.

- Why is she?!

- Why do you care?! The diamond spat in rage, not caring if his dorm leader was really worried or not.

- How many time do I have to say it- I REGRET MY ACTIONS!! He yelled, finally feeling annoyed at no one believing him.

Silence fell between the two and they kept on walking fast: one leading the way, the other one following. It was awkward, there was a tension between them that they couldn’t ignore despite having been friends before. Before… Cater forgot about him, Trey, Deuce and Ace and he wasn’t going back. They hurt you, humiliated you… all that for a lying snake. Cater made up his mind as soon as Vanessa arrived here: he would remain by your side no matter what.

~ In the corridor ~

- WHY ARE WE NOT GOING AFTER HIM?! Sebek’s voice ringed in Lilia’s ears who was pinching his nose’s bridge, one hand on his hip as his foot tapped with exasperation on the ground.

- Stop yelling so much- Epel complained while he sat down next to Silver

- HOW ARE YOU SO CALM?!!

- He’s not. He’s being rational for everyone’ sake. The silver haired boy sighed loudly, looking away from the crocodile, not feeling motivated enough to deal with him.

- HE’S NOT RATIONAL AT AL-

- SHUT IT!! Lilia snapped, feeling his blood starting to boil: he had enough stress and pression weighing on his shoulders… he didn’t need the kids fighting.

The young men looked at him, Silver sighed once more and leaned back into the wall a bit more, he knew he wasn’t really concerned by his father yelling and that it was directed towards Sebek. Epel scoffed and crossed his arms over his knees which were close to his chest. The half-fae, half-human, however, was ashamed of his behavior as soon as the vampire yelled at him: he should’ve quiet down when his half-brother told him to do so, but he kept on being annoying regardless.

- I’m sorry Li-

- Lilia!! Cater stepped into view, rapidly, his dorm leader at his side. I got your message!

- You’re finally here- Lilia sighed, feeling relieved.

- Why is Rosehearts here?! Jack showed his teeth, growling lowly.

He remembered his last encounter with the red-rose tyrant… It was the first time he was facing him after that incident. The one where you fainted after he banned you from Heartslabyul.

- He followed me here because he’s worried for Y/n. He rolled his eyes when pronouncing the word "worried", making Riddle sigh and close his eyes as if to calm down.

- You think you’re welcomed here? You think you’re allowed to be worried about her?! After what you did?! Jack yelled in his face, not bothered to tower over the short man with his huge body.

- Alright let’s calm down. This isn’t about us, it’s about her. The vampire fae stepped in and put some distance between Riddle and the wolf.

- Do we even know where she is? Cater asked, biting his nails anxiously.

- We don’t. Even Malleus can’t seem to find her…

They all stood in silence, Silver and Epel sitting on the ground, brushing off with their hands the specks of dust that gathered on the ground.

- I believe it would be best for you to go back to class. The oldest of them all announced.

- Are you kidding? Our friend has been kidnapped! Epel shouted suddenly, getting up after struggling to find his balance.

It’s true that it was Monday and the school went back to yet another boring routine of classes after the weekend. But none of that mattered to any of them, really. After all, their friend was kept hidden somewhere they didn’t know.

- I know Epel but if six students are missing from their class and get detention for it, we might never be able to look for Y/n. Lilia declared.

- You guys get back to class. Riddle added hesitantly. Those who are late must apologize to their professor, and those who still have free time shou-

- Those who have free time should look for Y/n with me.

- Silver? The oldest asked.

Silver pronounced these words with assurance and authority: he was, in a way, the one gathering everyone here and also the one who let Malleus enter a destroying state. He felt bad for not being of a better help but he swore he’d find you as soon as possible.

- Father, we’ll look for her together and we’ll also try to calm Malleus down.

- Alright… You guys get back to class. He eyed them all up individually. And no need to act heroic by acting on your own. He said, really serious.

Jack nodded: he wouldn’t be of much help, even if he tried… If Malleus couldn’t find you with his incredible senses, then the wolf’s nose wouldn’t be able to smell your trace in this gigantic school. He looked over at Epel who seemed more than ready to go on a "Y/n’s hunt", his eyes reflecting both his worry and anger. He wanted to find you safe and sound, Jack could see it just by looking at the boy. He knew the short one wouldn’t move a muscle even when he was told to go back to class, so instead of waiting for him to get up, Jack placed his arms under his own and lifted him up, carrying him like you would pick up a long cat.

- Put me down Jack!! I can walk on my own!!

- You won’t. I know you want to keep looking for her…

- Can you blame me..?

- It’ll be fine Epel. Silver and I will look for her. Go back to class and entrust this to us. He put on a reassuring smile so the boy wouldn’t loose the hope of seeing you again soon.

Jack then walked out of sight, leaving the corridor with Epel still in his arms, struggling -in vain- to break free. Riddle stood there and Cater had to be the one to smack him in the back of the head.

- Wha-

- You deserved it, didn’t you? The orange haired man said, looking away from him as he sighed, his eyebrows frowned. Let’s go back to class Housewarden. He then walked ahead of him, not looking back as he heard Riddle’s heels clicking on the tiled floor indicating he was following him.

Sebek was the only one who wasn’t a part of the "finding Y/n operation" yet he stayed there completely still. Was it for you or for Malleus? The answer was 100% obvious.

- Go back to class Sebek. Silver said. You don’t want to disappoint Malleus with bad grades, do you?

"Right where it hurts", Sebek thought. He scratched the back of his neck and sighed deeply, looking over at Lilia.

- Please take care of Malleus…

Silver was slightly annoyed at the fact he only worded his worry for the dragon and not you… You weren’t the best of friends and you might’ve jumped at each other’s even! But he could’ve tell Lilia to take care of you as well, it wouldn’t have tear his tongue off to say it.

- I’ll take care of him and Y/n, rest assured. He slightly insisted on the word "and".

The crocodile nodded and took it as a sign to leave and go to his next class, leaving the oldest fae and his adopted son alone in the long and cold corridor.

~ ??? ~

The sound that echoed from your throat filled the room with pain and agony as you threw up what felt like all your organs. It was like a knife had been planted into the skin of your stomach and someone grabbed it fiercely to stir it from left to right. It was hurting so much you almost didn’t know where you were, your eyes filling with tears while your vision got all blurry with the darkness that surrounded you.

- Ugh… You stopped throwing up. It was a relief.

You then looked down at the mess you made on the floor, trying to adjust your vision so you could see better despite the lack of light. And to your horror, what was spilled on the ground wasn’t anything you ate earlier, but rather a disgusting and coagulated matter that was slowly filling your insides without your knowledge. It worried you: you knew what it was, it was the most obvious and recognizable substance that everyone knew about in this world.

- Why me of all people… You struggled to move your mouth because of the pain you endured when you threw up.

Your throat was sore and your stomach was still going through the hell of having an imaginary knife stirring its insides, making you want to scream out in agony.

- I think this is your end Y/n… You’re gonna overblot and no one will come to save you. She giggled. Not this time!~

- Go to hell… You could feel Blot filling your mouth, the sour taste sliding onto your tongue and tainting your teeth.

You knew it was the same inside your stomach and veins, Blot filling every part, every inch of your organs and blood. Actually, you didn’t have blood inside of you anymore: all of it was replaced by a black and dangerous ink you couldn’t get rid of. Your vision was already blurry but you couldn’t control or stop the tears that fell from your eyes. You cried, more and more, without an actual whimper escaping from between the strings of blot glued inside your mouth, feeling the burn sensation that spread through your throat.

- You look horrible! No wonder everyone left you for me! She laughed loudly in your ear, making it ring but you knew it wasn’t real and all of it was your mind fucking with you.

She took the greatest amusement in seeing you like this, kneeled down on the ground next to a Blot puddle. She was right: you were going to overblot… You didn’t know it was possible until you learn the truth about yourself and about your arrival -which wasn’t a coincidence- here. You wished you could wake up in your old bed, going back to your real routine and enjoy life without magic. But none of that was possible. You didn’t even remember what your bed looked like or what your usual days were like. This world had trap you here and wouldn’t let go of you.

- I find it amazing how fast Blot infected your insides! Don’t you too?~

- I don’t… It’s the worst and I don’t wish it on anybody. Even you…

- Aww… Despite what I did and said to you, you’re willing to forgive me?~ She cocked her head to the side with a smile.

It was your turn to laugh. With a broken voice and Blot dripping down from your lips to your neck, your arched your back as you laughed. Forgive her?! What was she on??

- You’re so stupid!! I-I can’t believe you would think that!! You cried with tears of pure "joy". It was just so funny! If anything, I want you dead! Dead from agony!! Dead after hours and HOURS OF TORTURE!! You screamed in her face, but she remained calm and collected.

And after that? Vanessa’s "ghost" disappeared: she vanished into thin air, taking with her your hopes. The hope of being saved, the hope of seeing the light of the day again, the hope of reuniting with your friends… the hope of going back to your world. That one had already taken its leave to be fair, but you still dreamed of going back to your real home.

- Your "real home"? Aren’t I your home? A familiar voice said with a disappointed tone.

- Grim..?

Standing next to you was a distorted illusion, an upsetting visual of your demon-cat friend. He looked down on you despite being shorter, digging his angry eyes into your very soul. Was he angry? With you?? Why?

- You even forgot about the few people who went out of their way to stay by your side! Another voice added itself to the conversation. We were there for you when no one was! We left our other friends for you!!

When you looked up to see who was talking -more like yelling- at you, you were shocked to see Cater. Well, another distorted image your mind pictured in front of you.

- What..? Despite knowing that there was no way someone could find you in such dark place, it all felt a little too real.

- He’s right isn’t he? We put the others aside to stay with you. But you don’t seem to care one bit. Jack said, leaning against a wall.

- I should’ve listened to Vil when he said Vanessa was an angel. I feel hella stupid for sticking by you. Epel said with disgust, a shameful look on his features.

- Say Y/n..? You don’t care about us at all, do you? If you did, you wouldn’t think you were alone. Kalim said with a saddened look, breaking your heart a bit more than it already was.

- Stop being so naive Kalim, of course she doesn’t care. She never did and never will. All she wants is to get back to her world. Jamil responded to the white haired boy, not glancing you for a second.

- That’s not tru-

- If it’s not true then others wouldn’t have to get their feelings hurt because of you. Jade cut you off. You don’t love him like he loves you, right? He made a gesture towards his brother.

- You really led me on Shrimpy… Can’t believe you’d be bored with me when you’re the most boring one out there. Floyd said with both venom and sorrow.

- What..? You didn’t understand a single thing they were saying.

Did they really believe that you hated them? That you didn’t care for them one bit? Thats was pure bullshit! You were always there for them!

- You disappoint me Beastie. To think I even reprimanded Sebek for you. Lilia said, hanging upside down from the ceiling, his form as weird as the others.

- I can’t believe I cooked and looked out for you… Actually, I can’t believe we even allowed you into our dorm. Silver said, yawning and leaning on another wall, opposite to the one Jack had taken his place against.

- It seems we all made the mistake of trusting you. Azul sighed, sighing dramatically. What a shame… I even went against the rules to get back at Vanessa when I should’ve get back at you.

- You’re all wrong..! I-I do care for you!! When you tried adding in another few words to protest against what they said, a sudden wave of pain filled your stomach.

Your guts twisted around themselves tightly, making you gasp out of pain but also out of fear of vomiting once more. You gripped the floor, cringing at the sensation going through your nails, trying desperately to find a way to ease the terrible sensation inside you. The only thing you could do was…

- What a shame… I had enough kindness within me to try and find you. You heard your dragon friend say. Had I known you were just messing with us, I wouldn’t have help you at all. His eyes pierced into your own, making you feel even smaller than you did when Grim spoke up.

No… Even Malleus… You couldn’t believe that this was happening. They were all ditching you… You wanted this torture to be over. You wouldn’t be able to stand it any longer! You didn’t want to end up like Victim #B…

- It’s too late for that isn’t it? Your teary eyes wandered around the room, noticing that everyone had vanished, leaving only one individual in the room with you.

It was none other than yourself, but less sad, less hurt. She -you- was more collected than you were and she also appeared to be ashamed of how you looked.

- Me..?

- Nuh-uh. She vigorously shook her head in disagreement. Did you not read the part in that stupid book you were far too curious to put down? She closed her eyes and recited to you what you had miss in the volume of "Dark Illness".

"It was said that Victim #B had the terrible habit of seeing things such as past friends, family members, previous lovers… People he was getting along with quite well that turned cold and rude towards them, pushing him to say things like: "They hate me!", "They’re going to abandon me!". It was depressing to read about this poor person feeling this way, but it was declared that going through such vicious mental abuse would cause #B to experience hallucinations."

She finished reciting the part of the text you didn’t pay attention to, taking in a deep breath as she focused her glaze back on your shaking form.

- It would be better for you to show them who’s the boss around here. Don’t you think so too?

- How..?

- You can’t go back to a normal life with a normal body, even if you gave it a try, it wont happen. She got closer to you, feeling just like your reflection in the mirror as she held your hands in hers. Just let it happen. Let Blot consume you and destroy everything that’ll hurt you.

Part 11 • Part 13

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Female Reader, Twisted Wonderland, angst

TW: argument/fight, minor physical violence, going insane, mention of bullying, mention of body shaming.

Part 12: Going insane

The rays of the sun slowly caressed your skin, the glow of the light tickling your eyelids as your eyelashes trembled. You slowly, very slowly, opened your eyes, looking for the window whose curtains were forgotten to the side the night before, not allowing you to have a longer night. You stretched your arms up and then to the side, proceeding to use your elbows to prompt yourself up a bit. A smile then reached its way to your lips, fondness filling your exhausted heart as you took notice of the warm, small fur ball that rested in the shape of a croissant on your lap.

- How can you be so cute when you can also be annoying? You giggled quietly, not wanting to wake up Grim as you very gently scratched the top of his head.

A yawn escaping from your mouth surprised you as you reached your hand to your face to cover it: you didn’t need to, no one was in the room to see your teeth or anything, you just had this habit. Your gaze fell on the glass of the window, avoiding the sun but looking into the pale blue of the morning sky. You remembered the evening of yesterday, what happened and what was said…

[…]

- "I don’t fancy you one bit human! You were nothing but trouble to this school since you appeared from the Dark Mirror!"

What? Why was Sebek like that? He laughed and joked with you during dinner. Was it only to look good in front of Lilia and Silver? Or Malleus? Most likely Malleus… he might not have want to be a jerk to you since the dragon fae has a lot of affection for you but you really wondered how he got this good at acting.

- Are you saying that because you always disliked me or because you’re jealous Malleus is a good friend to me and not you? You definitely felt salty after the talk you had with Deuce, but also after all the things you endured for free. And it was Sebek in front of you, someone that needed a few slaps from time to time.

- Nonsense!! It’s all because of how despicable you were to Vanessa! You wronged her for no reaso-

- Are you fucking kidding me?! You snapped, grasping the hem of your sleeves. You had just got out of a warm bath, your split ends dripping wet on your back and this dude was ready to upset you? How brave! How can you come in here and spit lies into my face you fucki-

- You’re getting hysterical! You know I’m right so you’re yelling to defend yourself because it’s your only way of communicating!

Your hand flew faster than your thoughts: all your rage went into your palm, your skin slapping hard against Sebek’s cheek. The sound of the blow you delivered across the man’s face was piercing the silence of the room, silence that filled the crocodile’s mouth after he received the slap. His eyes looked for any regret in your own but was only met with a cold, menacing glare from you: you were 100% done by now, not fearing in the slightest to be called a monster anymore. They wanted to act like you were the bully? You’ll be the meanest of them all. Not a single one of those assholes deserved a ounce of your sympathy, you were already kind enough not to have beat the shit out of some of these guys earlier.

- Huma-

- SHUT UP!! You screamed at his face. Don’t you ever address me again!! You grabbed his tie, clutching it tightly into your fist as you brought him closer to you, blood boiling in your body. I want you out of this room just like I want you out of my life!! I tried befriending you! I really did! But you’re such a brat!! You finally gathered the strength to push him out of the room before he could do or say anything.

Without any other word from you, you slammed the door shut and locked it with the key which stayed in the keyhole from the beginning. You breathed heavily, your hands slightly shaking as you started contemplating what it would have feel like to punch Sebek in the nose… you wanted to. Really! It would feel fucking great to take your anger out on this piece of shit!"

[…]

What a troublesome evening it was… You thought back on it and asked yourself if you regretted your actions: did you regret slapping him and yelling at him? No. Did you regret kicking him out of your room and then thinking about hurting him more? No… That’s what scared you.

- What a pain… You sighed.

"What’s happening to me..?" You thought, worried about the next time you’ll lose your mind. Everyone was getting on your nerves and it was like they were trying to make you their enemy… You haven’t felt like yourself since you almost died and it only got worse after talking to Deuce and now Sebek. You were sure that you’ll lash out on the next person that’ll wrong you and that thought alone was enough to scare you: you didn’t want to become what you were afraid of… Why was the universe playing against you? You didn’t even want to be in this world to begin with but it seemed like you were going to fall apart in this very own fantasy dream you appeared in. You will never see or hear your friends ever again… not that you actually remembered them. And you didn’t think you’d need to: you made wonderful friends here… if only it lasted a bit longer…

- Beastie? Lilia walked into your room after giving the door an almost inaudible knock.

- Hello Lilia… You looked at him with the same worry he had on his face.

- I talked with Sebek. He finally said.

You wanted to cry now, a mood swing taking over your emotions: you didn’t want to lose Lilia! Sebek must’ve told him lies about you and what you said yesterday. You straightened your posture, brushing off of your legs the huge and heavy bedsheet that covered your body.

- Lilia look… I’m sorr-

- I’m not mad Beastie, I’m worried. He walked over to you, urging you to sit back on the bed after you had try standing up to make your way to him. I scolded him for his behavior towards you but I want to know how you feel…

Well, where to start? You were sad, angry, exhausted… and multiple other words could describe the way your brain and heart made you feel, the way everyone made you feel, the way your body started to feel… It was Lilia who sat next to you on the bed, a man who looked after you like a father and talked to you like he knew the world all too well: you felt safe and at ease with him, but it was too hard to bring yourself to tell him the heavy things latching onto your heart. Will he judge you for anything? You were a 99% sure he would never dare to do so. But you were scared he might as well just abandon you like the others did. You had more people on your side than against you, but the unfairness you were facing was difficult to handle the more days went on and on and you weren’t so sure that you’ll recover from all of this.

- I’m feeling weird Lilia… I don’t know what to do with this rage inside me…

- Ah I see. You’re feeling revengeful.

- Revengeful?

- You want to get back at the people who wronged you but Beastie, this isn’t the solution to how you feel or what happened. You cannot get yourself into trouble.

- Yeah… I know. I won’t do anything… I’ll just ignore them.

- I know it can be hard, and it’ll always be hard to contain your emotions but you have to be the mature person in all of this because they won’t be.

You only nodded after that, not feeling strong enough to reply that yes, you will act like the mature one. But really you knew it was a lie: how could you stay calm and keep your anger to yourself when you wanted nothing more than to throw hands? You weren’t the type to get into a fight -not initiating one that is- because you valued your safety just like everyone else and getting hurt because someone else was feeling salty wasn’t exactly your cup of tea. But you found yourself ready to bounce at anyone who’ll insult you, you became the salty one who wouldn’t hesitate to lay a few punches and kicks to someone’s face or stomach. You had your first experience yesterday when you slapped Sebek, but that wasn’t enough to relieve the feelings of wrath growing inside you. You wanted to make them pay for how they made you feel awfully low and lonely, for preferring this lying snake over you, for even going as far as insulting your looks to put that vile reptile on a pedestal. Same snake that arrived a week and a day ago, only a week and a day… In only eight days, she took your closest friends, your safe place and happiness away from you: she did more than you could recall, things you tried forgetting, things that felt futile to mention such as breaking a bottle of perfume from your bathroom or even destroying a makeup set you had in a drawer. She didn’t just steal some of your clothes, which she did everyday, she gave them back dirty and sometimes destroyed. Every time you walked somewhere you would find small pastel pink pieces of paper glued to random walls and furnitures of Ramshackle: notes that described you as an ugly, fat, useless being… and much more. Of course you knew it was her, she didn’t need to sign them, plus, no one would’ve believed you if you showed them since she mimicked your handwriting perfectly. She had ruin your life completely.

- I’m going insane Lilia. She’s acting innocent and they believe her! It’s so unfair!

- I know Y/n… I know. He wrapped his arms around you in a gentle embrace and rocked your body ever so gently when he noticed your shaking form. You can cry if you wan-

- No. You pushed the fae off of you slowly and in a kind way, not wanting to be rude even though your tone was. You then stood up. I won’t give her the satisfaction of seeing me cry.

You then walked towards your wardrobe, opening the large doors to find yourself some suitable clothing: you layered your outfit of the day on the chair next to the closet and looked over at Lilia.

- I would like to change, if you please.

The man could sense you weren’t in a mood of sadness and not a single tear seemed to want showing up unlike earlier. He swore you were about to have a breakdown a couple of seconds ago, when he still had you in his arms but he realized the mood swing you had was far more stronger than he thought it’d be. You were completely stoic, if not cold: he might as well turn into an ice statue if he accidentally brushed your skin so he sighed and concluded that the best decision to take was to give you some space and leave the room.

- Call me if you need anything Beastie. He closed the door behind him and made his way somewhere you didn’t know.

~In the Headmage’s office~

- You’re telling me you knew Vanessa would be cruel to Y/n?! The voice of Azul echoed in the room.

- I certainly did, yes. Crowley sat back in his chair: he had walk around his desk a thousand times while telling the two students in front of him the "truth". I cannot tell you more than th-

- Bullshit. Jade spat.

It really was bullshit. The Headmage knew everything and he was fully capable of revealing to these two what was going on from A to Z. He was just protecting his pathetic little ego.

- Leech refrain from using such langua-

- Don’t talk to me about language and manners when you summoned a girl specifically to hurt Y/n!! The moray yelled, frustrated the man that ruled this school was… like this.

If the mermen wanted to tell the story to Floyd -which would lead to pure chaos- they’d have to resume it briefly because the amount of informations that need to be proceeded and understood was just astronomical. So, to "resume" it, there’s 1% of magic running through your blood, you come from a family that experienced torture and murder, Vanessa was sent here to fulfill her father’s wish which is to kill you somehow…

- How can you expect us to remain calm after hearing such tragedy? Azul asked the older man.

- Act like you did not hear a thing. That’s the best thing to do.

- How can we?! You just told us your plan is to get rid of Y/n!! Jade was getting angrier and angrier…

"The infected" is what that stupid Headmage called you, not caring for you at all… from the beginning, he didn’t care. It took him so long to find a way back to your world but that’s only because he never looked into it, he wanted to trap you in this world, in this school. To think you arrived in this school to die within its own walls…

- If you want to get your anger out on someone it’s gonna be Vanessa, not me.

- How dare you ignore your responsabil-

- I don’t ignore them. He sighed and leaned back in his chair. Vanessa being here doesn’t change a single thing to the elimination method I decided to use: Y/n needs to be in either a physical or emotional breakdown in order for me to collect the Blot she’ll leave after her death. Crowley knew he said too much, but he didn’t mind. Who would believe two students over a Headmage?

- WHAT?!! The two mermen shouted at the same time, feeling disgusted and in such a state of shock, they could barely move, only shake lightly.

Collecting your Blot?! Why?? What would he use it for?! None of them had the answer to that question, however, what they were sure of was that absolutely no potion in the world required any Blot to be used. They knew that it was a type of ink to stay away from given it’s toxic trait but that was basic common sense. So why would the Headmage need it in any way?

- I know what you’re thinking, but it’s not necessary for you to know. Crowley said before being interrupted by the door of the office opening abruptly.

You had just walked in, hands clutched into fists, brows frowned above your eyes. The door slammed hard against the wall as you completely ignored the loud sound it made: your glare only digging into Crowley’s infuriating face. You didn’t hear what was said within these walls, but you already knew all of it so you quickly wanted to jump to the fight you loved imagining to have with that stupid bird.

- Y/n! What a pleasure to have you he-

- Quit it. Just tell me why you want to kill me even after I haven’t caused any harm. You stood in front of his desk, arms crossed over your chest while you completely ignored Azul and Jade.

~ At Pomefiore ~

- He really changed from the Vil I knew. Jack sighed.

Him and Epel had sit on the short boy’s bed for a little while now: Epel had told the wolf how annoying Vil has gotten since Vanessa got here.

- He’s so annoying it’s insane! "She’s so pretty, like an angel!", "You should look up to her!", "She’s better than anyone!". Epel sighed exaggeratedly. He is so blinded by her it’s insane!! He then grabbed hold of a pillow and threw it against the nearest wall, missing a painting. Kiss ass!!

- Calm down Epel- Jack tried settling back the boy on the bed who was ready to fight with the wall of his room, which was obviously a terrible idea.

Epel always had the tendency to pick fights with people who acted a bit to sassy to him -which he also was to be honest- and he really didn’t like how Vil acted with Vanessa and how Vanessa acted with you. He hated how they all acted towards you and how they took Vanessa’ side for any and everything. He was fed up with this girl but he couldn’t do anything about it since she was Vil’s favorite and most likely under his protection. Epel sighed:

- I wonder how Y/n is doing… Should we go see her?

- We’d have to go to Diasomnia then. Jack said.

- What? Why?

- Malleus took her into his dorm to protect her. That’s what Jamil told me.

- Then we better get going! The short one stated, hurrying out the door without waiting for his friend who ran after him.

~ At the Headmage’s office ~

- Are you kidding me?!! You threw the stuff on the desk to the side and let them all crash on the floor.

- Y/n I request of you to calm dow-

- YOU DON’T HAVE THE RIGHT TO REQUEST SHIT!! You yelled at the man.

Stupid Crowley! You wanted to grab hold of his collar and punch him in his clown nose. That’s all he deserved for the treatment he gave you all this time! Especially these past days!! You could totally beat him up: Jade and Azul both took a seat on the chairs that were near the desk, observing the scene with interest and ready to act if needed.

- How dare you kidnap me from my world just to boost your little ego?! You slammed your fist on the table in a somewhat loud noise. "To protect the people"? Let me laugh!! You don’t care about anyone else but yourself!! You gritted your teeth. The only reason you want to kill me is because you’re incapable of curing me!!

- There’s no such thing as a cure for something like you!! He got up from his chair, towering above you, the wooden desk separating you.

"Something"? "SOMETHING”??!! A second later, Crowley was on the floor, his mask flying away from him. Jade’s eyes widen as Azul straightened his posture, wondering if stoping you wouldn’t engage in him ending up in the same position, which was on the floor.

- Miss Y/n, you’ve gone too fa-

- SHUT UP!!

Crowley rubbed his nose which was bleeding by now. Normally, you’d be expelled from the school in an instant and would probably be charged with assault. But the situation here was completely different than from a normal school in your world: you had been trapped here to be killed. You had all rights to lash out on the people who wanted nothing more than to see you crumble. Vanessa and Crowley. You’ll never forget these names and you’ll never be able to forgive them or the people they manipulated into hating you.

- I did… everything you asked of me… EVERYTHING!! Stopping the Overblots, repairing stuff that others broke, doing your job, being a fucking therapist and even holding myself back from eating so Grim could have enough food when you refused to give us ressources!! You could list a ton more things that you did to satisfy this man but nothing was enough, it never was and never will.

Jade tried getting a hold of you, grabbing you by the arms but in vain: your blood was boiling and your rage was far too uncontrollable. He contemplated the idea of letting go of you as you growled and hissed, yelling at him to leave you alone while your hands were still reaching for the man on the floor.

- Y/n, I believe it is time to lock you up.

- What? Azul spoke. You can’t be serio-

- Yes I am. She’s acting like a wild animal. In one smooth movement, his fingers wrapped around his magical pen and a tight rope tightened its way around your body.

It had appear so suddenly, it surprised you greatly: your entire weight pushed your body to the floor, on its side. You gasped for air as your lungs got smaller around your heart.

- Y/n!! The octopus rushed to your side, the moray getting his magical pen out of his jacket’s pocket.

- I wouldn’t do that if I were you Leech.

Crowley then took and put his mask back on, adjusting it correctly, satisfied that his face remained unknown the entire time. He used his magic to push the two students away from you in a gentle way, walking towards your collapsed form.

- I hope that you’ll be able to remain calm and think about your actions while you’re isolated. He said, nothing but hatred and disgust on his face.

- Fuck you… You spat, hatred and disgust also plastered on your features.

~ A few hours later, at Diasomnia ~

- Lilia?

- Hm? The fae turned around, only to be met with Malleus.

The dragon couldn’t sense you anywhere. That was what was bothering him ever since he stepped into the dorm: usually, he would hear the sound of your footsteps when you walked around your room, or he would even hear you talk to Grim. All of that because he wasn’t human.

- Where is Y/n? He asked after focusing on the vibrations made throughout the floors and ceilings, still not finding any trace of you.

- Well- Lilia tried to find suitable words to say you were no longer here. I-

- You don’t know?

- I’m awfully sorry, I don’t.. He felt guilty for letting you leave the dormitory but he couldn’t trap you here right?

- Father!! Silver bursted into the room, slamming the doors against the walls like it was a habit of everyone to do so.

The two fae turned around, surprised by the sudden interruption of their discussion. They stared at the silver haired boy who was trying to catch his breath.

- What happened boy? Malleus asked.

- Are you okay?? Lilia asked in a worried tone.

- It’s Y/n… The Headmage locked her up!

Part 10 • Part 12

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Female reader!, Twisted Wonderland, angst

TW: arguing, swearing

Part 11: The most kindhearted gift

Take a deep breathe… in and out… slowly… You couldn’t believe your eyes: Deuce was standing in the door frame of your room, shame written on his face, a basket in his arms. You did tell Cater you wished to talk to him but he never brought him to you… you wondered why your ex friend decided to visit you alone. And you were honestly surprised he would show up. Your eyes took a glance at the basket in his arms and of its inside: snacks, sweets, two or three different drinks and a small moray eel plushie, like a keychain or something… "Deuce was not the one to make this basket"… you thought.

- Hey… He said shyly, not daring meeting your gaze. He only focused on the ground, tightening his embrace around the basket as if he was scared.

- Hello… You replied simply.

He approached you, slowly, with a quiet pace. He had look over to Lilia before making his way to you, wondering if he could even be near you. The fae did not show his signature smile but did nod at the young boy to keep going while he decided to walk outside and wait patiently for you two to talk a bit. You didn’t really notice Lilia’s absence… but you did notice Deuce settling the basket at the end of the bed, not getting any closer to you.

- Floyd made it… Well- Sam put everything together… He scratched the back of his neck, feeling uneasy, unwelcomed. He was on his way to deliver it but stopped me and asked if I could do it for him…

- And since you were already on your way here…

- Yeah…

Grim was not happy about the situation: how could this traitor stand in front of you like nothing happened? How could this be acceptable? He hated Lilia’s cooking but he’d rather eat a day worth of terrible food than listen to whatever Deuce had to say after everything he’s done. "How bold of him to even show up!" he thought.

- What are you doing here? The monster cat did not want to waste any time and wanted to get this done already. We don’t need yo-

You stopped him, gently placing your hand over his mouth while you scratched the spot right behind his ear, not taking your eyes off of Deuce, looking for the answer to the question yourself by analyzing his features. The boy sighed, sitting on the nearest chair that was next to your bed.

- I’m sorry… He muttered. For everything… He then sniffled and wiped a tear away. Nothing I’ll say will be enough to prove to you that I’m really sorry… and I won’t even be surprised after what I did…

- How dare you come here to beg for forgiveness?! Grim shouted, finally getting free from your hand.

You said nothing. You were dumbfounded. "Deuce apologized? Was this for real?" You wanted to talk to him since yesterday, when you learned he saved you from Vanessa… he saved you when you thought no one could’ve heard your gut wrenching screams, when you thought you were gonna die by the hands of the girl who was purposely sent to kill you… You’ll have to admit that you used to miss Deuce. You didn’t want to say it because of his traitorous actions but you used to miss laughing and hanging out with him… it wasn’t the case anymore, thankfully. Nothing will be like it used to be, everything will change between you and some people, including the Heartslabyul student to your side, and you liked it that way. They changed and so did you.

- Grim… I’m sorry… Deuce cried, his tears flooding his cheeks and gloved hands as he tried to wipe them off. I was a horrible friend, and I know I’ll never be able to make it up to you… not after what I’ve done…

- Oh you think?! The cat spat with sarcasm.

- Grim enough. You said, your face with a blank expression on it.

You held out your arms to Deuce, urging him to find comfort in your arms, into the embrace you offered to shield him in. His eyes widen, not understanding if you were serious or if you even knew what you were doing. Were you really offering him a hug, after everything he’s done? After his backstabbing? He couldn’t believe his watery eyes, his vision getting very blurry as he started to shake lightly.

- Y/n… His body flew right into your arms, wrapping his own around your waist, his face buried in your chest as he cried more and more.

His upper body brushed against the bed, his knees hitting the ground as your hands rubbed circles on his back and shoulders, absently trying to ease his heartbreaking sounding whimpers that echoed from him. His mouth spat the drool that accumulated under his tongue due to all the crying he’s done, his throat burning from his sobs. You inhaled deeply and sighed slowly and quietly, your face still showing the blank expression you had drawn on before. The dark haired boy’s body shook and his grip around the fabric of your clothes tightened as his sad sniffles struggled to calm down. The cat next to you stopped trying to understand the situation, he just stared at you and the boy, his only movements being the simple action of blinking his blue eyes. He blinked a few times and Deuce started to calm down…

- Deuce… You said.

The boy looked up, feeling hopeful he might receive the most kindhearted gift on earth: your forgiveness. His eyes looked into your own, tears still streaming down his face as he gulped and swallowed his saliva with a bit of struggle. Your hand found its way to his cheek, slowly caressing his skin as your index replaced a short strand of hair behind his reddened, cold ear. A soft yet demonic smile got on your lips, your injured face making you look the more pitiful. The only funny thing was that you were not the one to pity… the dog on your lap was.

- I don’t forgive you. You said, your smile dropping suddenly.

Shock hit Deuce hard in the face as his expression turned cold and his mouth opened agape. A shiver ran down his spine, his grip slowly loosening around you, his fingers twitching. His eyes looked for the smile you had on a second before but failed to find it: they were only met with your own orbs digging a hateful look into his face. He would be lying if he said he didn’t think you’d spat on him.

- Y/n- The raven haired boy started only to be interrupted by your annoyed sounding voice.

- Don’t you dare think you’ll ever be worth of looking at me in the eyes like we’re still friends. Disgust now plastered on your face. I crossed you off my list of people I care about already. You stared down at him like he was inferior. It’s too late to say sorry now.

He tried to say something, parting his lips but closing them shut half a second later, not knowing what words to use. He let go of you, his arms dropping to his legs, his body still sitting on the floor as he looked at you in shock, his tears falling from his eyes without any effort. His expression not letting appear that he was crying: his eyes were doing the job effortlessly.

- But I thought-

- You thought nothing. You leaned closer to him, a menacing intention behind your eyes. You can rot in your corner alone. You frowned your eyebrows very slightly. Do tell Ace and Riddle the same.

You leaned back into the bed frame, your back hurting from your wrapped injuries: you took a deep breathe, not making a single sound when you let it out. The boy was still trying to compose himself, gulping for air and messily gathering his strength to get up.

- Now disappear from my sight. You ordered.

He got up on shaking feet, his eyes still looking for your previous smile, hopeful. He was hoping it was a joke, that you’d start laughing, telling him you were just messing with him… but you were brutally honest. The past was the past, he couldn’t be forgiven and he even knew it… so why did he try? Because he cared for you, because deep down he missed you. But he was an asshole, the worst friend and a terrible person to you… he couldn’t undo the past anymore. All he could really do was apologize and hope for your forgiveness, but you crushed that dream of his. He didn’t blame you and no one could: you were in the right to not forgive.

- You heard her?! Disappear!! Grim shouted.

~ At Octavinelle ~

- Are you guys gonna untie me or what?

Vanessa was still glued in place to the chair Jade and Floyd had force her to sit on, tying her members with tight ropes around the legs and back of the chair. The blonde was getting tired of the situation, her ankles and wrists hurting and burning her skin, her stomach processing the bruises that were forming themselves due to the kicks she received from the younger twin.

- You should shut your mouth. Azul said. Don’t you think you deserve a punishment for what you did to Y/n?

- She’s gonna kill you all one day… All I did was trying to protect everyone, why can’t you see that? She spat.

- Protect us from what?! How can you say that about her! Jade’s patience reached its limit the moment Floyd left the room.

The girl rolled her eyes, sighing in an exasperated tone: why did she always have to explain everything herself? She wished the Headmage was here to, not only explain why she was here but also free her from those maniac fishes.

- You can go ask the Headmage, he knows as much as I do. She smirked. Which means a lot.~

The octopus looked over to the moray, looking for his thoughts on the matter. "Should we go to the Headmage with Vanessa as a prisoner?"

- Maybe if we tell Crowley that we have Vanessa hostage somewhere he’ll tell us what we want to hear…

- Are you kidding?! She shouted.

- Not one bit, in fact, Floyd is going to keep an eye on you. Azul said, enjoying the situation.

- And make sure not to anger him.~

The two then stepped away from the girl for a few seconds, planning what to say or do when they’ll arrive at the Headmage’s office: they had to appear as assured as they could but also very serious. They had to tear informations from him somehow… They agreed on everything and Jade made sure Vanessa was well secured in place before making his way to his shared room with Floyd.

- Floyd? He knocked on the door. We need you to keep an eye on the girl.

The younger twin opened the door, eyes slightly red and a shrimp plushie tightly held in his hand, the other one resting on the door handle. He asked what his brother was going to do and Jade kept it a secret: if he told Floyd, he will do anything to join them. It was best to lie to him just a bit…

- We’re going out for a bit, we need to make sure the students from Octavinelle don’t cause a ruckus as soon as we stop paying attention to them. He swallowed his lie. Can you stay with Vanessa?

- Sure…

Jade sent him a small smile and pat him on the shoulder, not really knowing how to comfort him after what he heard from the girl he asked him to look out for. The man adjusted his tie and headed back to the lounge, following in Azul’s footsteps as the octopus left the dorm. The younger moray eel took a chair and placed it in front of Vanessa: he stared down at her as she looked away, feeling anxious that she might get another beating and she knew very well her stomach wouldn’t be able to handle a second session of kicks.

~ At Heartslabyul ~

- That’s it Ace! You need to stop this behavior at once!

- What are you saying?! You banned her!! You’re the same as me!! Ace shouted back at his Housewarden. Deuce isn’t any better so stop acting like you were never on Vanessa’ side!!

- I regret it!! Riddle yelled.

- So do I…

Ace and Riddle looked over their shoulder, towards the source of the voice who just joined in their conversation: it was Deuce, eyes slightly red and dried tears tainting his cheeks.

- Deuce? What happened? The short boy asked.

- I went to visit Y/n… It’s too late to apologize… His stare got lost into the void as he explained to Riddle why it was too late.

- Oh… The dorm leader said, sounding defeated. It’s all our fault…

"Yes it was." was what Ace thought: he didn’t regret anything, he was still fully devoted to Vanessa, but seeing the hurt expression on the two young men made him feel some type of way… perhaps pity? Or shame? He didn’t know and no one else could read his feelings. He brushed it off, telling himself that if it was too late, then it was best to move on without crying like a baby like Deuce.

- Get over it. If it’s too late then it’s too late.

- How can you say that?! She was our friend!!

- She WAS!! The redhead exclaimed.

- What’s going on- Trey walked in.

He adjusted his glasses and looked at the three boys having an argument: his eyes fell onto Riddle who was avoiding him as he tried to hide his shame. Cater made his appearance next to Trey, his phone in his hand and his brows frowned above his eyes. He scanned the room and tried to understand the situation just by looking at Riddle, then Deuce, then Ace…

- What happened? He asked, putting his phone back in his pocket.

Riddle sighed and then decided to gather himself, thinking it was best to explain to these two what they were arguing about before they walked in on them yelling like crazy people. The MagiCam influencer was always annoyed when people talked badly of his friends, but when he heard that his dorm mates and leader talked badly about you… oh boy…

- You guys are the stupidest people I know… He said, his signature smile long gone. You ditched Y/n for a girl you barely knew and you swallowed her lies so fucking easily.

- Cater- The man with glasses started.

- No. I’ve had enough of y’all’s bullshit. Have you guys seen the pain in Y/n’s eyes when she was abandoned by you two? He glared and pointed at Ace and Deuce. Have you seen her reaction when you banned her from our dorm which she used to love? He stared at Riddle when saying this. And you Trey… I know you’re kind and all but you did and said absolutely nothing to defend her because you like to follow Riddle everywhere.

Silence filled the room: Cater had drop a bomb in the middle of the lounge, stunning the four other people with him, especially Trey. He wasn’t really present for you, true… but Riddle was his childhood friend, he didn’t want to get on your side if it meant he’ll lose his friend. Deuce sat on the couch, staring into the void as he recalled the talk he had with you, playing it in his head again, and again… Ace didn’t know what to do other than stand there and do nothing next to a dumbfounded Riddle.

- I’m out. Peace out. Cater left the room and slammed the door shut in a loud noise, leaving the four Heartslabyul students in an awkward position.

~ At Diasomnia ~

You couldn’t believe it: you finished the book! It really was interesting after all… You should thank Lilia as soon as you see him.

- Hey Beastie!~ A snarky voice said.

You jumped slightly, clutching your fingers around the book before it could escape from your grip and fall from the bed. The sleeping Grim next to you shifted in place due the sudden movement your body made after getting spooked by the vampire fae.

- Lilia- You couldn’t help a smile to form on your slightly dried lips. You should knock on the door as a warning next time.

The man chuckled at your comment and walked towards your bed, reaching out his hand to pet your head like a child getting a praise from a parent. He looked at you fondly, with a genuine caring emotion behind his eyes: he really liked you and would do anything to keep you safe, like you were his kid.

- Epel, Jack and Kalim told Silver and I that they missed you.~

- I saw them yesterday- You giggled. If they want to visit they’re free to do so.

- I’ll take note of that. He kept his smile on and tucked you back in your bed properly. Get some more rest, I’ll call you for dinner.

Uh oh. You really hoped Silver would join in to make dinner tonight… You made a mental note to try and not throw up if Lilia did the cooking by himself, getting more comfortable in your bed, thinking it was okay to nap some more. Your eyes got heavy pretty quick and a yawn tried to get past your lips as the fae was making his exit. A few minutes of sleep won’t hurt, right?

Part 9 • Part 11

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Female reader!, Twisted Wonderland, angst

TW: arguing, fighting, yelling, insults, physical violence, slight manipulation…

Part 10: It was too late

The corridor made itself longer and longer the more steps Jade took: he was on a mission at the moment and he needed to get it done as soon as possible. But the first task he needed to complete was finding his brother, and of course, he was nowhere in sight. "He’s never there when you need him…" Jade thought, sighing. He knew he wasn’t at Octavinelle since he told him he’d be out. But where?

- Ah Jade! Where are you going at such speed?

- Ruggie- The moray stopped in his tracks. Do you happen to know where my brother is?

- He was heading to Sam’ shop. Is everything oka-

- Thank you! The tall man ran off to the shop, not giving another glance at the hyena.

Ruggie was left dumbfounded, not knowing what face he should make. Something was happening… The twins were always freaky and weird but for Jade to look for his brother with worry? He was walking pretty fast earlier… On his end, Jade made his way to Sam’ shop at a rapid pace, only focusing on getting his brother.

~ At Sam’ shop ~

- I think that’s nice enough-

- Put more snacks.

Sam sighed and went back towards a shelf, grabbing a few more snacks you had buy before: he was currently preparing you a basket full of things you liked. Floyd was ordering him around though- he wanted to bring you something nice while you recovered from what you went through.

- Tell me my "little" imp, what happened to that friend of yours?

- You don’t know? That bitch Vanessa hurt my little shrimp! He tightened his fists around the hem of the sleeves of his jacket that was getting loose on his shoulders.

Sam said nothing. You got hurt? How come no one told him? Did Crowley know? He scratched his chin as he went towards a drawer and brought out a beautiful box of chocolates: your favorites.

- What’s this? The eel asked.

- Chocolates! These are Y/n’s favorites. He sighed. I didn’t know she got hurt. How bad is it?

- She’s at the infi-

- Floyd! The door of the shop slammed open.

Jade appeared in the door frame, his menacing stare scanning the place before laying his eyes on his twin brother. He walked towards him, grabbing him by the arm, forgetting to be gentle as Floyd complained.

- We have to go.

- What about the basket for Y/n-

- Later. We have to take care of that monster.

Floyd was confused for just half a second before he understood what his brother meant: the monster was Vanessa. Taking care of her? Yeah, no problem at all! He’ll make sure to deal with that two faced bitch!! He went ahead of Jade and ran out of the shop, yelling at Sam to deliver the basket to you from him.

- Well… I have no choice.

~ At Diasomnia ~

- Are you feeling comfortable?

- Yes… thank you so much Mal’… You gave him a smile as he tucked you in your new bed.

The weather outside was calmer than before, the sky now a pale blue with only a few clouds here and there. You sighed, content, feeling the warmth of the bedsheets around your fragile and wounded body. Grim laid right next to your covered form as he purred, slowly drifting off to yet another sleep.

- I’ll have Lilia watch over you while I go deal with something.

- What are you going to deal with..?

Malleus sighed: he could hide his plan to you, but he didn’t want to feed you lies. He held your hand and placed a gentle kiss on its back, caressing your fingers delicately as your cheeks grew a very pale pink.

- I cannot let Vanessa get away without receiving a punishment. He looked deep into your eyes. The Headmage simply won’t do anything and I’m afraid of what Ashengrotto has in stock for her-

- Azul?

He sat on the edge of the bed, your hand still in his. It was your turn to caress his hand, signaling him to continue: he sighed and gulped right after.

- When I was leaving, on my way to you, I heard Azul telling one of the twin to find Vanessa.

- Oh- So even Azul was worried about you?

Malleus got up, saying he had to find her before the moray eels if he wanted to give her a punishment while she was alive. You giggled quietly: knowing the twins, they won’t let her get away from their teeth and squeezes so easily.

- Take it easy, okay?

- Mhm!

And on those last words, your friend left the room, closing the door slowly and quietly behind him, leaving your side.

~ At Heartslabyul ~

There was a terrible atmosphere at the Queen of Hearts’ dormitory: the sky was blue, the students outside of the lounge were chatting happily and an unbirthday party was already being planned outside the walls… so what was this tension?

- What the hell dude?! A loud bang was heard, the sound of a fist hitting against a table.

Inside the lounge, away from everyone’s chattering and glares, two students, who used to be a duo, fought about you. One was making his point clear: you were innocent. The other, however, stayed on his first opinion. Deuce, your defendant, only tried to make Ace listen and understand what he had to say about the situation, but it was all in vain… the redhead did not want to listen to a single word that would come out of his “friend’s” mouth.

- You’re so stubborn!! She was our friend!! Deuce yelled, tired of this bickering. We were assholes!!

- YOU were an asshole!! And you still are! Ace replied with hate in his voice. You should’ve sided with Vanessa!!

- Are you insane?! She beat up Y/n!! I saw it all!! Deuce’s mouth ran dry. Your precious little bitch was on top of Y/n, lashing out on her!!!

- Why should I care??!! The redhead yelled.

Then it all went as fast as lightning: Ace didn’t have the time to say one more word, he was already on the floor. He held the side of his face, feeling the pain racing through his skin as he looked up at Deuce.

- Shut up… Deuce tried to hold back his tears but he felt too weak to do so.

His fist was still shaking from the punch he delivered to his dorm mate’s face and he didn’t regret anything. He was an asshole… but if he could turn back time to that day, that horrible, rainy day… he would’ve. Because he felt guilty, and he was.

- Y/n has always been there for us… day and night..! She took you in when Riddle kicked you out of the dorm, she comforted us when we felt down… He sniffled. And that’s how we repay her?!!

Ace said nothing. Oddly enough, he seemed to listen to what Deuce had to say… He hated to admit it, but the dark haired boy was right: you were there for them when they needed you most.

- Where were we when she needed us?? With that snake!! We threw Y/n to the side of the road and guilt eats me from the inside every time I close my eyes!! He gulped, trying to get a normal breathing back. How can you sleep at night knowing she almost died?!!

The tension seemed to get down back to normal as Deuce stopped his yelling, his breathing being the only thing that could be heard in the lounge. The dark haired boy sniffled, rubbing his eyes with his hands as he sat down on the nearest couch. He regretted everything he’s done, but he was too late, no matter what he’d do: it was too late. He couldn’t change the past now that it was done, and he could never apologize enough times… not that he would: he wasn’t worthy of your forgiveness and he had to accept it. Deuce took a few minutes to stop his faint whimpers and brushed the dried tears off his cheeks before getting up and making his way out, not bothering to give another glance at Ace. He too, wasn’t worthy of forgiveness. So why even acknowledge him?

~ Somewhere in Octavinelle ~

- Well, well… take a look at what we have here, Floyd.

- A bitch under the sea, Jade.

Vanessa slowly opened her eyes: she heard the Leech twins’ voices but couldn’t find in herself the strength to raise her head who was hanging low. She felt weak and a slight pain was tickling the back of her head. “Did they attack me from behind?” she thought before frowning her brows. Her eyes took notice of the rope tying her wrists together, her ankles also locked in place against the legs of the chair she had been forcefully sat on.

- It seems to me that this weakling needs to be punished. Jade smirked with an evil intention hiding behind his sharp teeth. Don’t you think the same brother?

- I think so as well. Floyd didn’t smile, which was more frightening than if he did. Instead, anger: a terrifying rage was written on his face. She deserves hell for what she did to my shrimpy.

The girl realized what the moray eels were talking about: you. It was always you… Y/n here, Y/n there… why was it always about you?! Even when you weren’t around, you were mentioned: Vanessa’s father only talked about you and how dangerous you could’ve become if you were left alive… the girl could not catch a break from hearing your name… even on her father’s death bed!

- Oh… you mean that vile creature..? She chuckled. They wanted to play this game of torture? She’ll hurt them more.

- You little-

Floyd saw red and was ready to jump at the girl who was provoking them in a dangerous way. She laughed, knowing damn well they wouldn’t really harm her… they would get in trouble if they did, right? She had the Headmage in her pocket… not that she did much to have things going this way: he was already on her side from the day of her arrival.

- Come on Floyd… I see how you look at her, that’s why you’re getting mad. She shook her head to the side to flip her hair over her shoulder. You’re down bad for her, aren’t you?

- How dare you-

- It’s true though… you look at her like she’s the only girl in the world, that’s so obvious! She laughed. But you already know it’ll never happen, right? Someone else already has their eyes on her~

Jade looked over at his twin brother who’s face was now an expression of realization and sadness: he never saw him affected by anything before, this was a first… was he really in love with you? Of course, he knew his brother well, he’s his other half after all… but he never thought he’d see in you more than an entertaining small friend he could squeeze once or twice a day. If what Vanessa said was true and Floyd’s heart was beating for you, then it would also break the moment he’ll see how a certain dragon looks at you.

- Malleus Draconia… such an imposing name isn’t it? The heir and future ruler of Briar Valley… there’s no need to compete against him. The blonde had a blast seeing the moray’s hurt expression. You lost already~

- Enough… You don’t know anything about feelings! You don’t have any!!

- Floy- Jade tried to stop him but was way too late.

The tall man was already kicking Vanessa in the stomach, telling himself it was what was right: she hurt you… she told him things he never wanted to hear… she deserved it! For the pain she brought you, she deserved it! He’ll do anything for you!

- Floyd calm down!! Jade was finally able to get a hold onto his brother and he held him back by locking his arms under his armpits. Get a hold of yourself! You’ll get in trouble if you lash out on her!

- I don’t care!! She hurt her!! She hurt shrimpy!! At this point, tears formed at the corner of his eyes and Floyd had a blurry vision ahead of him. He wasn’t able to control himself upon hearing such upsetting words.

The door to the room the three were in suddenly opened, causing a loud bang against the wall that none of them felt important to care about. The person who rushed in also slammed it shut right after: Azul.

- I can’t believe you would start without me… The octopus sighed, faking his disappointment. Get a hold of yourselves boys, Malleus is actively looking for our dear guest…

Jade finally let go of his brother who punched a hole in the nearest wall, surprising his dorm leader before walking away, probably going to his room. Azul questioned his vice dorm leader and asked him to explain, briefly, the situation that took place before he walked in: to resume it all simply, they found Vanessa like the octopus asked them to do, tied her up and Floyd didn’t have any patience. Just another normal day at Octavinelle…

- You guys won’t get away with this…

Vanessa muttered under a aching breathe: she has had her guts kicked multiple times in a row for only a few seconds but she felt like it lasted for minutes. Everything was hurting which only caused the smirk on Jade’s face to grow wider and scarier.

- You’re one to talk. You sent Y/n to the infirmary in the worst state imaginable. Azul said.

- So what?! You guys don’t know what she’s capable of!! Vanessa yelled.

Azul and Jade looked at each other, a mix of annoyance and worry in their eyes: they were annoyed at what Vanessa was saying but were also worried it might have be true… they didn’t know you fully well. You did appear in their world out of nowhere after all… but they didn’t want and simply couldn’t believe that you’d cause them any harm after being the sweetest of sweets to them. Either Vanessa was lying, which they 99% believed to be the right option, either you were hiding something important from them and they didn’t know if they actually wanted to find out what…

~ At Diasomnia, your room ~

The sound of a crinkling page bounced against the walls of your new bedroom: you flipped the slightly yellowed paper that read "Chapter 8" and kept on going with your reading, it was a really interesting novel from what Lilia said when he brought it to you.

- Are you done yet? A fur ball asked.

- Not yet… it’s getting fun.

- Is it still the story about a kid seeking revenge? Grim asked, suddenly getting curious when he took a glance of the cover, recognizing the one a certain fae brought you earlier. Do you relate or something?

- I could… the plan seems interesting and nothing’s better than revenge, right? You sighed, hearing yourself and thinking you were going crazy already. I should get inspired…

Your eyes followed the words that were written in the novel and they couldn’t get enough. They devoured every letter, every words and every sentences with hunger: long ago was the day you read something actually inspiring, let alone an entire book. You were set on finishing it today despite the 32 chapters left.

- I like that attitude of yours, human! Grim chuckled, feeling excited about that vengeful spirit you got. Are you planning someth-

But Grim was never able to finish his sentence that a knock was heard against the wooden door of your room: you looked up from your book, staring at the door, the cat next to you looking in the same direction while it opened.

- Greetings beastie!~ Lilia smiled, making his appearance in the door frame. How’s the book?

- Hey Lilia, pretty good! You smiled back at him, ignoring a sudden burning sensation in your throat. What brings you here?

- I’ve got a guest for you… Do you accept for him to visit you? The vampire asked.

"Why would I refuse?" You thought. A visitor meant a friend, and you were so happy to see the few people that would support you and have your back in all kind of situations, even the worst ones. You closed your book, making sure to wrinkle the page at the top to remember where you stopped next time you decide to continue reading it. Placing the novel on the nightstand, you replaced a piece of your hair behind your ear, straightening your posture before authorizing Lilia to bring in your guest. The fae nodded, taking a step back as he made the space between the door frame and the door itself larger, allowing your "friend" to appear in your room. A fit of coughing got out of your throat as you placed your hand over your mouth, frowning. When it was done, you looked up, feeling absolutely confused:

- Deuce..?

Part 8 • Part 10

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This part is a little late compared to the others BUT! School has been very overwhelming with lots of homework and exams so I obviously had a hard time finding time to write without falling asleep on my phone💀 I hope I won’t be exhausted for too long because I’m really excited to finish this fic lol

I DON’T DO TAGS.

Female reader!, Twisted Wonderland fanfiction, angst

TW: mentions of injuries, being hurt, arguing about someone, arguing…

Part 9: It was unfair of me.

Heavy… your eyes were so heavy and tired. You tried opening them a first time but you were blinded by the light. It wasn’t the lighting that hurt your orbs though, it was the painfully pale, white bedsheets over you and over all the beds around you. With just that, you figured you were at the infirmary. You lifted your upper body just a bit, giving enough space for your arms. You rested on your elbows as you opened a second time your eyes, frowning at the strong cleaned smell: you couldn’t even tell if the tulip scent was in your head or not until you turned your glance towards the bedside table.

- "Get well soon"… You read on the note attached to a pink and yellow tulips bouquet. I mean, I’ll try-

You finally sat up and tried stretching out your arms only to whimper in pain: your muscles were sore. When you took a look at your skin, you realized you had a lot of bandaids… You then reached a hand to your neck, where you felt some sort of stinging sensation, not so faint.

- Bandages… You opened the drawer of the nightstand and grabbed a pocket sized mirror.

When you looked at your neck, it was wrapped in white bandages. You couldn’t help but look at your face: an eyeball with red instead of white, a bruise around it, another bruise on your cheek and multiple scratches that were already healed. It didn’t took you long to realize that the wounds, which were covered in bandages, had yet to fade.

- Y/n! You’re awake..! You heard a sad voice say.

Grim was sitting on the end of the bed you rested in. His face had a worried expression, his eyes shining with tears as you asked what put him in such state.

- I was scared you would get worse over the night..! He stretched his tiny limbs as he climbed onto your lap. Everyone was worried.

- Who’s everyone?

- Us…

You turned your head towards the door of the infirmary, holding back a yawn as your eyes frowned, looking at who just appeared at the door frame. There, were standing Cater and Jack, smiling at you. Behind them was Jade holding back a crying Floyd from pouncing at you. You also noticed Silver and Epel, who was carrying a plate of, what you judged by the smell, to be freshly baked pastries.

- Ah! Y/n! Epel walked towards you rapidly, placing the plate on the nightstand. How are you feeling..?

- Beaten up- You tried giggling but your throat started aching as you placed your hand around your neck, grimacing.

Cater was quick to grab a bottle of water he brought with him and handed it to you. You drank it, slowly, trying not to cause any more damage to your throat than there was already while you saw Jack, from the corner of your eye, take a seat on a chair next to your bed. His gaze was soft and he looked at you with worry but also relief: you were fine, that’s all that mattered for now.

- Thank you Cater…

He smiled at you and leaned against the wall next to the nightstand, crossing his arms over his chest. Jade finally let go of Floyd: you guessed he was calm enough because he did not jump on top of you. Instead, he sat on the floor, his arms on the bed, his face buried in the clean white bedsheets. He grabbed your hand in the process, holding it close to him.

- Y/n… the Headmage said he wanted to talk to yo- Jade said.

- We said we’d take it easy! Jack growled lowly.

Jade sighed. The Headmage wanted to talk to you? You should’ve been the one wanting that! What was he going to say anyway? "Sorry for kidnapping you in our world but you have to die for everyone’ safety."?! Literally nothing he’d say would calm down your dark thoughts. It was clear that he wouldn’t let you leave… or live.

- Y/n… we told him you needed to rest before talking to anyone…

- You did good Epel… I certainly don’t feel like talking to him…

He smiled shyly at you as you gave him a comforting grin. You laid back in your bed, apologizing for being tired. Silver nodded his head in approval but walked a little closer to your bed, ready to ask a question. You looked at him through heavy eyelids, hearing Cater said it probably wasn’t the right time, but you looked at the silver haired boy, indicating him to continue:

- When we heard you were at the infirmary, we didn’t know why at first. So Cater asked D- He got hit in the stomach by Floyd and stopped mid sentence because of the red head’s glare. Uh… he asked whoever saved you an-

- About that… You fully ignored their behavior, not giving a chance to Silver to finish his sentence as you rested on your elbows. Can you tell me who brought me here?

Seems like the answer to your question was also what the others had try to keep Silver silent about. You sat up, eager to know. Grim gulped and your eyes fell upon his worried face.

- Grim? You said while he looked at the others who had a murderous glare.

The demon cat got closer to you, shrugging off the threats he was getting. You wondered why they didn’t want you to know… the person who saved you, literally saved you! They couldn’t be bad!

- I heard you scream yesterday but when I tried getting out of the room, the door was locked!! The cat started. So I opened the window and saw Deuce walking by, then I shouted his name and told him you were being killed so he would hel-

- Grim!! The grey cat talked so fast the others didn’t really have the time to stop him into telling you everything.

- So Deuce was the one to save me..?

They all nodded, slowly and after a few seconds of hesitation. Grim was relieved he didn’t get killed for telling you the truth: but you had to know, right? You scratched the cat’s left ear as you wondered: where was Deuce?

- Can you call him in here?

- Wha- Cater said, obviously against it.

- I need to talk to him, please?

Jack sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. Floyd was still clinging onto you as you held his hand while Jade put a finger on his chin in a pensive way. Cater sighed, giving in.

- Alright, fine… I’m going to Heartslabyul, I’ll bring him here. Just because you asked me to.

- Thank you… You yawned with teary eyes.

Epel saw your fatigue writing itself on your face and he got up in a hurry, trying to drag Floyd away from your bed, unsuccessfully. Jade then intervened, grabbing his brother by under his arms, lifting him up effortlessly, dragging him away from the infirmary while giving you a smile. Epel followed them, Silver in their steps. The other two just looked at each other, unsure of their next movements.

- Y/n are you sure about this?

- Yeah… you don’t need to worry about me Cater, I’ll be fine. I promise…

Jack sighed, once again, and got up from his chair, seemingly agreeing with this as he walked towards the door, looking back at the red haired to make he would follow him outside.

- Alright… I’ll go tell Deuce. He gave in, following the wolf outside the infirmary, leaving you with Grim.

You sighed quietly, feeling anxious about meeting with your ex friend again. Would it go well..? You rubbed Grim’s head, trying to drift your thoughts away from your anxiety that was just building up inside you.

- Don’t worry! Great Grim won’t let anything happen to you anymore!

You giggled, mentally cursing yourself for doing so because of the pain it brought to your throat. You laid back down in the bed, bringing the bedsheets over your shivering body as you looked up at the ceiling, counting every spot of dust or dirt that stained the white paint, feeling suddenly really, really bored.

~ At Heartslabyul ~

- She wants to see me..?

- Talk to you. Cater replied with a dry tone.

Deuce looked at his feet, suddenly feeling very interested in everything that was on the floor, placing his gaze anywhere but into Cater’s eyes. He tried at all cost to avoid his murderous stare.

- Look, I’m doing this for her, not because I forgive you. He took a step closer to him. I will never forgive what you put her through.

The younger one nodded, gulping audibly. He started playing with his hands, not knowing where to put them: his eyes finally looked up, only to notice that Cater was stepping out of the lounge. The red head turned around at the last second:

- And if you hurt her more than you already did, you’ll hear about me very soon. He threatened before exiting the room, closing the door behind him.

The young man was left alone in the lounge, alone with his annoying thoughts. He let himself fall on the couch, trying to gather as much courage as he could before he could even think about making his way to you. It wasn’t going to be easy, to say the least… he did treat you like a monster, he couldn’t deny it and no one could. He wouldn’t ask for forgiveness: he thought and believed he wasn’t worthy of it. But he did hope you’ll feel peace within yourself and he would remind you that he was terribly sorry, that he regretted everything he did, or said… alright, maybe he did hope for you to forgive him. Because he missed you. A lot. But he knew it was far too late…

~ At Diasomnia ~

Silver walked into the hallway of his dormitory, walking quietly towards the lounge.

- Silver!

- Father!! He turned around abruptly.

The short man laughed, amused by the boy’s reaction. It was one of Lilia’s habits to spook people by sneaking behind them and jumpscaring them. He was ready to question him about your state but Silver cut him off as soon as he opened his mouth.

- It went okay, Y/n is fine.

Lilia had some business to do so he couldn’t visit you at the same time as the others did: instead, he asked Silver to represent the both of them. The fae was pretty worried about you, considering you already got hurt in the past… he didn’t expect you to be hurt once more, especially not so soon.

- We should now inform Malleus, he needs to know why she wasn’t at her dorm last night.

That’s right. Malleus was supposed to bring dinner to your dorm the night you got attacked by Vanessa. He didn’t know your tastes very well so he was completely clueless as to what he should cook: instead of risking to bring you, either a disgusting or a ruined meal, he asked Lilia, who unlike himself, knew how to use a phone, and told him to order some of the "finest pasta" he could find.

- I want to tell him myself. I was the one who visited her after all. Silver said, walking towards the lounge under the, somewhat proud, stare of his father.

He opened the doors that would lead him inside of the lounge and took a deep breathe when he noticed his housewarden sitting in a dark, green colored armchair. He slowly made his way to him, deciding he wouldn’t sit when he’ll inform him about your state: he would just stand in front of him, that’ll be good enough.

- Ah Silver. Good day to you.

- Good day to you too- he felt his knees twitching, a sudden fear taking over him.

- What seems to be troubling you boy?

Silver forgot how to speak: his mouth opened but he was unable to let out a single word. He tried gathering some strength, he tried really hard. But could he really tell him, Malleus Draconia, that the girl he took affection for was sent to the infirmary after a rough beating from a bit- Vanessa? It wouldn’t help that Vanessa was already on the horned man’s black list…

- Take a seat Silver.

And he did just that. He obediently sat down on another armchair, right in front of him. He automatically folded his hands in his lap, playing with his fingers anxiously. His gaze avoided Malleus’ own.

- Okay… sooo- he finally found his words back. I-I went to visit Y/n at the infirmary… He mumbled the last word, unsure: but deep inside, he knew that the man heard what he said.

The dragon straightened his posture, his eyebrows frowning above his glowing, menacing eyes: if looks could kill, everyone in the room would be dead.

- Go on-

- Master!! An urgent meeting!!

Sebek bursted into the room, the doors flying opened as he slammed them against the walls. His face was red and sweaty, his breathing aching: he must’ve been running. That’s what Silver thought while his mind still focused on telling Malleus about you.

- Sebek, Silver and I are in the middle of a conversa-

- Order of the Headmage!! All the dorm leaders are waiting for you!!

The dragon stood up, apologizing to Silver with a sorry look in his eyes. The young man understood, getting up as well: they would continue this discussion later, it could wait a bit longer. Sebek waited for his master to hurry out of the lounge to follow him.

~ At the Headmage’s office ~

All the dorm leader were gathered around a table that had been brought to the office of the Headmage: they all sat in complete silence, waiting for Crowley himself but also for Malleus. Outside of the room were the vice-dorm leaders, waiting in silence as well.

- Make way!! Sebek said loudly, Malleus at his side.

- Diasomnia’s housewarden… Trey said, looking at him with a neutral expression.

- Good day to you all. Malleus said.

Trey was leaning against the wall, right next to the door. Jade was on the other side of him, his arms crossed over his torso, an upset look on his face. Next to the moray eel were Rook and an annoyed Jamil. Lilia made his way over to them, smiling softly as he hid his worry pretty well: he knew what was going on, but he hid that fact, letting Malleus go inside the room…

- Ah! Malleus! You’re finally here. Riddle said, noticing his presence in the room.

- Took you long enough. Leona said as the Diasomnia’s housewarden closed the door behind him.

The dragon apologized for being late: he slightly bowed to his colleagues before making his way to his assigned seat, in between Vil and Kalim. The white haired boy was pretty excited to see him but he was even more excited to know the reason why he was here.

- What is this meeting about? Malleus asked.

- We don’t know yet. Vil said. The Headmage has yet to com-

- Welcome in my office!~ Crowley appeared out of nowhere, leaving a trail of feathers behind him. How are my favorite students doing?~

Riddle gasped and accidentally elbowed Azul in the ribs, making him whimper as his foot ended up crushing Leona’s tail who growled at the octopus. Kalim gasped dramatically at the Headmage’s entrance while Idia’s tablet went on mute. Surely to hide his mocking laugh… or maybe his scared and pathetic sounding noises. Vil frowned and rolled his eyes while Malleus just sat there in complete silence. A dead silence. Crowley broke the awkward moment by clapping his hands as loud as possible, putting on, yet another, fake smile.

- I’m sure you’re all wondering why I brought you here! Right?

- Just get on with it. Vil said, sighing in exasperation. We don’t have your time.

The Headmage coughed, closing his eyes as he took a seat at the end of the table, saying something alone the lines of « very well… ».

He hadn’t say a single serious word yet but the students around him already knew he wasn’t bringing any good news. Why else would he gather them around a table like the beginning of a horror movie where some stupid kids summon a demon? He cleared his throat, dramatically of course, and intertwined his fingers, locking his hands together on the table.

- As you all may know, an accident occurred yesterday which led miss Y/n L/n to end up at the infirma-

- What?! Malleus raised his voice in a menacing tone, his hands turning into fists. Why was I not told about this?!

- Not everything revolves around you Draco-

- Shut your mouth Kingscholar. His glare was heavy on the lion.

Crowley got up to ease the tension that was building up in the room and especially between the two dorm leaders. He tried reassuring Malleus but only angered him more by avoiding to tell him what happened to you.

- What happened to her?!

- Vanessa assaulted her last night… Riddle said, escaping everyone’s eyes. Deuce told me he was the one to find and bring her to the infirmary…

- And no one judged this dangerous enough to arrest Vanessa?? Azul said in utter shock. She should be locked up! The twins were horrified by Y/n’ state!

- I’ve heard enough. Malleus spat as thunder was heard outside. I’ll go to Y/n. He then pointed at Crowley. And you, you better find this monster before I do. He exited the room without looking back.

He slammed the door open and slammed it close right after, startling the vice-dorm leaders with the loud noise. Crowley felt threatened but kept silent. Outside of the room, Lilia said nothing, he only readied himself to follow where Malleus would lead.

- What happened in there? Trey asked.

The dragon didn’t bother replying, he was too focused on finding you. He flew down the hallway, Lilia at his side.

- Mast- Sebek tried to follow them but Jade held him back. What are you doing Leech?!

- Leave them alone. The eel said.

He knew already what was said behind the door of the office: when he saw you earlier, he told everything to Azul, knowing damn well he’ll find it interesting. Either for his own benefit or either for the slight sympathy he had for you.

- Jade. Azul opened the door, ignoring Crowley or Vil’s complaints about doing so. You’re going to find Vanessa. Grab Floyd on the way and bring her back here.

The tall man nodded and let go of Sebek, making his way down the hallway: he was going to look for his brother before heading on a Vanessa “hunt”. On his end, Azul went back into the office, closing the door quietly behind him, leaving the vice housewarden completely stunned.

- Azul what the hell are you doing? Vil called him out. We didn’t agree to thi-

- Oh stop this! Why would you defend that girl? She assaulted another student! The octopus yelled, insisting on the word “assaulted”. That should be enough to have her get a punishment!

Vil scoffed, still stubborn about the situation: to him, Vanessa did nothing wrong, she was an angel in a human disguise that would befriend everyone in the world if she wanted to. She had the voice of a mermaid, the hair of a princess and the body of a goddess… that’s how he would have describe her had he not have a huge ego. He couldn’t believe you or anyone that would take your side, it was impossible for him to be wrong about anything.

- Y/n was jealous of the girl, just accept it. The blonde said.

- Accept what? That she got beaten up for nothing?? Azul was getting quite angry.

Kalim was shifting on his chair, anxiously looking at the two students: he didn’t know that you were assaulted… why? What happened exactly? Why didn’t you tell him anything? Why wasn’t he able to notice things were getting odd since Vanessa got here? Why couldn’t he be a good friend to you? He wanted to get out of this room and pay you a visit at the infirmary, crying for Jamil to get you the best cooking and flowers he could find.

- Guys..?

- Not now Kalim. Vil said.

- But it’s serious! Why would Vanessa beat up Y/n if she was just jealous? That wouldn’t make sense… doesn’t that mean that Vanessa was the jealous one?

- Nonsense. She has nothing to envy of her.

- What does that even mean blondie? Leona growled, getting tired of this conversation.

Riddle couldn’t stand there -no- sit there and do nothing! He couldn’t possible wait for a fight to happen. He didn’t feel like himself… he was always confident about his doings… so why was he rethinking everything he had say and do to you in the past few days?

- That Y/n is no-

- She’s not what? Not pretty enough for you? Not talented enough for you? We know that no one can be as “perfect” as yourself Vil. The Heartslabyul’s housewarden said, not able to hold back his tongue anymore.

- Who are you to talk? I thought you banned her from your dorm!

- And I regret it! Riddle finally admitted.

Riddle had turned around in his bed, looked at his reflection in his cup of tea, so many times, thinking about the hurtful expression that was written in your eyes when he banned you from his dormitory… and he couldn’t stop thinking about the painful tears he saw cascade down your face before you fainted in your friend’s arms. He felt so guilty for being the one who made you cry that day.

- It was unfair of me to take Vanessa’ side without even hearing Y/n…

- Oh please! Don’t play innocent now! Vil crossed his arms. It’s not Vanessa’s fault if Y/n was jealous of he-

- Stop this!! Kalim suddenly shouted. Why are you even arguing?? We should be visiting Y/n right now! She’s our friend!! Tears pricked at the corner of his eyes.

He ran out of the room, hurrying to make his way down the hallways and towards the infirmary, Jamil yelling at him to come back as he ran after him out of habit. Riddle sat back down in his chair, a saddened look on his features. Kalim was right: they were supposed to be with you right now, like normal friends should do. But instead, he was in this stupid room, arguing with Vil about who was innocent. It was clear for him today… you were. And he regretted believing otherwise.

~ At the infirmary ~

How did you manage to fall asleep with the burning sensation in your throat and the terrible wounds on your body that would hurt even more when the bedsheets rubbed against them? You didn’t know. What you did know though is that someone had been kind enough to burst into the infirmary, sending the door slamming against the wall as it made you jolt awake with a gasp.

- Y/N!! You saw Kalim run towards your bed with tears falling down his cheeks.

- K-Kalim..? He hugged your waist as he sat on the floor, sniffling like a child as you stroke his hair. What happened to you..?

- I was worried about youuu..! No one told me what happened! I didn’t know!

He then apologized and kept on doing so: « sorry! », « I’m sorry! », « Forgive me! »… it made your heart twist and you let a small smile slip… he was so sweet and you almost felt guilty for making him cry like that. From the side of your eye, you noticed another figure leaning against the door frame and when you looked up, you saw Jamil, a reassured look on his face.

- Thank god you’re not dead… I wouldn’t have been able to comfort Kalim if you were. You catched the small smile he sent your way.

- Hi Jamil… you waved at him, happy to see these two.

He walked towards the bed, grabbing Kalim by the arm as he told him to let you breathe.

- But-

- No buts! Just sit down on that chair. He showed him a chair next to the bed and urged him to take a seat.

You giggled lightly and quietly, feeling warm on the inside. They cared for you… that’s all that mattered to you, really. Kalim wiped his tears off -and his snot- as his eyes scanned the room, his eyebrow rising high. He looked at Jamil, then at you:

- Where is Malleus?

- What? You seemed confused. He’s not here-

- He said he would come here for you. Jamil said. He was… pretty angry.

- Yeah! When he learned about your injuries, he stormed out of the room! And thunder! There was thunder!

- Y/n. A low voice spoke, making itself loud and soft at the same time.

When you turned your head towards the door, you saw your horned friend walking in, a vampire fae at his side. Jamil had his hand on the chair Kalim was sitting on, preparing himself to hold the boy back if he ever felt like getting in the dragon’s way by squishing you in a tight hug. Meanwhile, you took time to analyze Malleus’ features: they were expressing worry, rage… emotions that made you realize he knew. He let out a sigh of relief as the skies became slightly clearer than before, letting go of the darkest clouds and only allowing the gray ones to stay. His lips turned into a small smile as he made his way to you, gently grabbing your tiny hand in his gigantic one.

- Y/n… how are you feeling..?

- Better… how are YOU feeling?

- Oh, terrible, terrible… Y/n?

- Yes, Hornton?

The two Scarabia students felt as if they should leave and only did so when Lilia motioned them to follow him outside. The short man wanted to give you and Malleus some alone time to discuss things through.

- Allow me to secure you: come to Diasomnia… Malleus said as soon as he heard the door close. Lilia and I prepared a room specially for you. That’s why I was late to visit you… He mumbled the last part, ashamed.

- Secure me..?

- From this school’s irresponsibility, from this mad Headmage and from this monster that Vanessa is. I swear to protect you but I need you to be close to me…

You thought about it only for a few seconds: it was obvious you couldn’t go back to Ramshackle, you no longer felt safe at this place. Accepting Malleus’ request would mean you’d be protected, kept away from the hell you’ve been put through. The dragon was right, the school and all the people who wronged you were irresponsible.

- Alright… just promise me that Lilia won’t do the cooking-

- I second that! Grim shouted. The breakfast he made before we left was horri-

- I’ll do anything for you. Breakfast, dinner… any and everything. His thumb caressed the back of your hand.

- Then I accept. Tears threatened to spill down your face as you finally felt welcomed somewhere.

The Diasomnia’s Housewarden then threw the sheets at the end of the bed, sliding his arms under your legs and around your back as he secured his hands on your body so he could pick you up gently. He held you close to his chest as you grabbed Grim, hugging him tightly as Malleus hardened his grip onto you gently, walking towards the exit while making sure not to let you fall as he opened the door.

- I’ll take her to the dorm. Malleus turned to Jamil and Kamil as he said that. We’ll be taking her in our care from now on.

- Alright- What do I do if the Headmage asks about her whereabou-

- Tell him he’ll have to deal with me if he even tries to think about seeing her.

- Alright- Jamil said once more, feeling a drop of sweat sliding down his forehead.

The dragon made his way down the hallway, a loud silence covering the walls as only his shoes were heard on the floor. Lilia bowed and smiled to the two Scarabia students, quickly running after Malleus. He glanced over at you as he noticed you fell asleep: "you poor thing", he thought. You must’ve been so tired from all of this.

- Rest assured beastie, no one will dare hurt you again. He said as he tucked a piece of your hair behind your ear, looking up at Malleus who still held you close.

The tall man nodded: no one, and when he means no one, it’s NO ONE… no one will hurt you ever again. He wouldn’t allow it. He never did and never will. He will protect you no matter what.

Part 7 • Part 9

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Female reader!, Twisted Wonderland fanfiction, angst

TW: lots of informations, physical violence, being beaten up, feeling sick to the stomach…

Part 8: Trapping the Infected.

You slammed the door opened, determined to talk to Vanessa. Talk or get the words out of her mouth. Surely she was back at the dorm…

- Vanessa!! You yelled at the top of your lungs, rage enveloping your voice.

You saw her at the top of the stairs, looking both ready and as if she was dreading this moment: but she must’ve knew it was going to happen one day or another. She sighed as she took the stairs down, her perfectly trimmed eyebrows frowning above her chestnut colored eyes. She had switch her clothes to some peach colored pajamas with strawberries on them. You walked to the lounge at a fast speed, hurrying Vanessa to take place on the couch. And she did.

- I think you have some explaining to do to your favorite roommate. You dropped the book on the table, making sure it would make a somewhat loud noise.

She sighed one more time, looking away as she seemed to already know what book you let fall on the coffee table. You sat on the table itself and stared right at the blonde girl, urging her to spit the words you needed to hear right at this moment, right after what you learned in this volume you read.

- What do you want to know?

- Just explain.

- Explain what? What you are? Who were these victims? Why I’m here?

- All of the above.

She brought her fingers to her face and pinched her nose bridge, massaging it for a few seconds. She looked deep in thoughts as you still carried your annoyed glare and expression. She straightened her back and looked at you, seemingly bothered by what was to come.

- Alright… well, what you need to know is that I was sent here on purpose. She rolled her eyes as she recalled her arrival here. I didn’t get here on accident, the Headmage wante-

- Hold up! The Headmage knows you’re here for a reason? He knows and he wanted you to be here??

- Yes. She glared at you. Don’t cut me off.

You scoffed, unbothered by her antics. She then proceeded to explain how he brought her here through the Dark Mirror. You just sat there, listening but also thinking: how was this related to the book? We’re talking about Crowley… the most incompetent man… how is that related to the two poor victims you read about?

- My dad should’ve been the one to take care of this, not me. She looked away. But he asked me to do so… on his death bed. These were his last words: “Defeat the Infected that remains, world will know peace only then.”

- And who’s the Infected..?

- You, dumbass.

It’s like you almost already knew the answer, but you still froze: your skin grew cold and your blood made your heart ache and beat loud and fast in your ribcage. You were suffocating, struggling to breathe as you gripped the hem of your skirt, scratching your thigh in the process. You didn’t get it… why?! Why must all of this happen to you?!

- Yeah, I know… why such a random girl, getting into this world randomly, must die? She crossed a leg over the other. Well dear, you didn’t get here on accident. It was planned.

She leaned over you, closer to your shocked face. At loss of words: that’s what you were. Completely at loss of words. You didn’t know how or what to reply to such information… was she lying? She could be. If she hate you so much she could totally li- no… why would she make up such a story only because she doesn’t like you… why would she lie about her father’s death or the Headmage… nothing made sense…

- The Headmage was the one to bring you into this world. She smirked. He even went as far as to erase all traces of your world from books or other sources of information.

- He wanted… to trap me here…

- Exactly! Trapping the Infected into the place they will feel a huge amount of torture, wether it’s physical or mentally.

That was too much… you tried getting up but only fell to your knees on the old carpet of the lounge. Your lungs were tightening around your heart, wanting to let out a scream from your chest. Cater, Jack… you wanted them to come here… Jade or Floyd… you really needed someone… anyone! Anyone to get you away from her and from this place. You felt as if this was the place you’d die in… and you didn’t want that! You didn’t want to die just because a blonde bitch called you an Infected, or because that stupid Headmage wanted you dead!

- Look… I know it’s a lot to take in, dear… She let out the last word with venom dripping down her mouth. But you’ve got to understand that it’s for everyone’ safet-

- And who are you..? You looked up at her, still panting. Who are you exactly?!

She blinked before leaning back into the couch, crossing her arms over her chest. She looked at the chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

- I’m just the daughter of one of the men who got rid of Victim #A and Victim #B. She smiled to herself.

Your eyes widen… something hit you… these two victims… NO! It couldn’t be!! They killed them… and now, it was your turn?! Why you? Why? Why?!

- Yeah he was a pretty old man to have such a young daughter but he was determined to get rid of all the nuisances in our world. She played with a piece of her hair. He was friends with the Headmage so it was quite easy to convince him I could carry on his mission.

“Nuisances”… your hand was itching. You wanted to slap her so baldly.

- I know what you’re thinking… but I got a question for you Y/n.

You looked at her through your messy hair that fell above your face, through your wet eyelashes. Your tears, that you didn’t even notice falling in the first place, fell right on your knees. Your body was shaking, menacingly threatening to give up and let you faint.

- How did your parents die?

- H-how do you even know tha-

- Just answer the question.

- My mother… she killed herself after my father was found… murdered…

- Mhm… did you ever meet your father’s grandparents?

You didn’t, not both of them actually: your grandmother was still there when you were born. You were pretty young when all of this happened anyway. You were around 6 or 7 when your father died. Your mother had try to carry herself up, to make life as normal as could be for you. But in the end, only a few days after the terrible news of your father’s brutal death, she took her own life away with a rope. A sight you thought you’d never have to remember as vividly as today… but here it was in your mind: the rope, your mother’s body that you were the one to find… As for your grandfather, the one you never got to meet, your parents told you he died when your father was very young.

- Your father died because he was as ill as his dad. Your grandmother and your mother were fine though… they just helped create another Infected.

- Me…

- Yes! You’re correct! You’re the last Infected. The one we need to kill to enhance the protection and safety of the people.

- But I don’t get it! Why was I in another world if my dad was a source of Blot?! Would that also mean I’m not magicless..?!

She shut you up with a sign of her hand, grabbing the book and opening it at a certain page, reading aloud the part you needed to hear. The one you slammed the book shut on, unable to finish your reading:

- “The truth in this terrifying story is that the two victims were from the same blood… But also magicless.” She closed the book. Does that ring a bell to you?

- My grandfather… and- his brother? You didn’t even know he had a brother until it was so obvious now. They were also magicless..?

She nodded, seemingly happy you finally understood something so basic. Victim #A and #B, one of them was your grandfather, and the other one, his relative… And both of them were as deprived of magic as you. Everything was confusing, you didn’t think you could explain it to someone: you barely understood it all yourself. Your mind was blurry, just like your vision was getting. You felt like throwing up.

- When your grandfather died, his wife took it as a sign to flee and protect your father in case he had the same disease.

- So… she completely moved across another world? My world?

Vanessa nodded: you were born in that world and your parents played the part… you would’ve never guess your ancestors were from this world. But how come were they deprived of magic? Was it always that way?

- The reason why the Infected were in Twisted Wonderland before, was because their ancestors had magic within them but it died the closer they got to your grandfather’s birth, then your father, and then… you. She clasped her hands together. And you’re the one who’s 99% deprived of magic.

- Who else knows about me being the Infected?

- Me and the Headmage.

You took a moment to breathe, you tried getting up on your legs even though they were shaking insanely. The Headmage brought you here… he took you away from your world and trapped you here to die. He never cared for you, it was more obvious than ever now. He made you suffer, gave you all kind of responsibilities. Only to let you die in the end.

- What a pity… Vanessa sighed in a dramatic way. This poor, poor Y/n has the worse fate ahead of her~

You felt like punching her in the throat. She knew you’d have to die, she also knew that she will be the one to take you out. And that didn’t bother her at all. She looked content with the way things were going: she was going to end your life, one way or another, and she was happy about it.

- You bitch… You felt some sort of courage suddenly turning into rage as you faced her. I’m not gonna let you kill me so easily. You’ll have to fight me.

You spat your hate at her feet, she gasped, probably cursing you mentally for spitting on her shoes. She got up so fast you didn’t have time to react: her hand found it’s way on your cheek. Across it to be exact. She slapped you with such brutal force, you lost your balance and fell to the floor. She got on top of you, her body weight pinning you down to the floor as she lashed out on you: punches, scratches… it’s as if she was getting all of her anger out on you, for no reason. You screamed, a bloody one: pulling at her hair, kicking your legs to try and get her off. She ignored your antics…

- You want me to fight you?! I’ll do so!! BUT YOU’LL DIE IN THE END!!

She punched you multiple times, both in the face and the throat, making you cough as you suffocated from the air that was taken away from your lungs. Blood dripping from your nose down to your ear as you felt every mark and bruise she was drawing on you. One of her hand grabbed your wrists, glueing them in place above your head as you kept on crying and screaming out in pain. Her manicured nails piercing into your skin.

- LET ME GOoO!!! You cried out, mentally begging for anyone to hear your scream.

- YOU NEED TO DIE!!!

- ENOUGH!! A source of light blinded you as the weight of Vanessa’s body was lifted off of you.

You were on the edge of passing out but you managed to sit up, your entire body shaking. Vanessa had been projected to the nearest wall, glued in place. You felt a hand on your back and you just let yourself fall back on the floor: you were drained from all of your energy. Someone picked you up, you didn’t know who it was… you were far too hurt, too tired, too stressed to even bother looking up at the face of your savior. Not that you could really see anything anyway… your vision was getting really blurry. Blood flooded your mouth and you felt like throwing up, yet another time today. All you felt before totally blacking out, was a tear falling onto your cheek, it wasn’t yours though. You just assumed it was your savior’s… His voice aching as he kept on repeating “I’m sorry”, “I’m sorry” multiple times… and then, darkness embraced you like an old friend.

Part 6 • Part 8

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Female reader!, Twisted Wonderland fanfiction, angst

Before we start with this chapter, I would like to mention how happy and grateful I am to you for enjoying this story as much as I do: your comments, even if I don’t reply to them, warms my heart all the time and make me laugh! Know that I read all of the comments and reblogs you guys make but I decided to not answer for spoilers… I hope you will like the next chapters that will be coming!

TW: body shaming, swearing, description of physical torture, mentions of mental abuse, blood, feeling sick to the stomach.

Part 7: Far too curious

Another day had gone by and you were finally back in shape: you felt better both mentally and physically. Diasomnia had been very welcoming and caring towards you, cooking the best of meals and tending to your every need while you were resting at their dorm. Malleus had been there for you a lot during your stay and you could never be thankful enough to him, especially after he let you borrow his own room. You were happy to have such nice friends on your side… but you had to go back to Ramshackle.

- Anxious much? Grim said with a grin.

- Kind of? But we’ll be fine. You picked him up and held him close to your chest. We’ll see our friendly ghosts again!

Grim rolled his eyes up to the sky as he yawned: he had wake up early to eat a lot, lot, of snacks, so now, he was feeling much more tired than you.

- I know someone who will sleep as soon as we get back.

- Not me-

- Maybe Malleus will.

You yelped and jumped slightly, startling the demon cat in your arms. You got spooked when you heard a voice from behind you, from the door to be exact.

- Lilia!

- Y/n~

Lilia was standing by the door, leaning on its frame with a sassy expression: he was supposedly happy to have scare you. You sighed and rolled your eyes at him, letting him see the slight smile you tried to wipe off after a few seconds.

- What do you mean by that? Grim said, taking his place on your shoulder.

- Well, since he wanted to keep an eye on our lovely guest, he did not get any rest. Lilia gave you a smile.

You suddenly felt bad: Malleus didn’t sleep at all while you were here and, even though you never asked to be guarded, you still felt like you were the main cause for his lack of sleep. You were grateful to have been able to rest in his room for so long but you also felt guilty that you took away his sleeping time… you decided to apologize to him later. He deserved it.

- Don’t worry too much about it Y/n. Lilia said in a reassuring tone. Malleus would never want to make you feel guilty for anything: he’s responsible for his sleep schedule.

- True… but if I didn’t sleep in his room then maybe he could’ve gotten some slee-

- Oh no! He would’ve still asked for you to be protected at all times. He chuckled.

Alright… so it wasn’t entirely your fault then: Malleus was stubborn and would’ve still found a way to have you safe 24/7.

- Are you ready to go?

- Yeah but I haven’t thanked Malleu-

- No need! He’ll drop by to bring you dinner. Lilia smiled as he took your stuff, guiding you out of the room. He insisted on doing so~

Was it an habit of everyone to cut you off mid sentence? Whatever. You brushed it off and let the short man guide you in the hallways, Grim still on your shoulder. You walked in the many corridors before making it to the entrance of the dormitory. Lilia held your bag all the way to the front gate, humming a simple tune into the gray sky. Looking up, you noticed that the time wasn’t pretty to see: a sad gray followed by dark and menacing clouds… it was about to rain and probably would even thunder. You’ll just hurry your speed to avoid being wet.

- This is where we part ways. The man smiled at you. Rest assured, we’ll still be here to cause chaos~

- Of course. You laughed, scratching Grim behind the ear. Thank you so much for taking care of me Lilia. You smiled at him brightly. Make sure to thank Silver for me.

He nodded, reassuring you that he will but told you that you’ll probably be able to do it yourself if you see him before he does: that is only if you go back to class tomorrow… you weren’t really feeling it…

- Have a safe return. He waved at you and the demon cat as you walked fast back to Ramshackle.

~ Back at Ramshackle ~

You were finally back and clouds had disappear from the sky. You were back at your dorm, the one you made a home with Grim. You had open the front door a few seconds ago and you just breathed in the air. The floor was clean, no sparks of dust on the furnitures… it looked just like you left it. Someone obviously did a bit of cleaning, otherwise, everything would be covered in layers of dust.

- I’m gonna find the ghosts. Grim jumped off your shoulder. Somebody’s gotta tell them my great adventures!

The demon cat wandered off, somewhere into the dorm’s hallways. Since it was Thursday already, you were sure to be safe for the rest of the day: Vanessa was busy with her classes and she’d most likely hang out with Ace and Deuce. Actually, would Deuce really want to hang out with her? Trey did tell you he felt regret… A shake from your head was all it took to chase away those thoughts. Clapping your hands together, you tied up your hair as you started to hum a song: you adjusted your bag on your shoulder, ready to take the stairs.

- Oh my!~ You’re back! A cheery voice said.

You stopped in your tracks, freezing in your spot. That fake and happy voice… it couldn’t be. Why was she here? She should be in Professor Crewel’s class! A soft hand found its way on your shoulder, turning you around not as gently as its touch, making you look straight into the eyes of your enemy.

- I didn’t expect you to be coming back at all. Her smile dropped. I thought you would’ve leave this school already.

- Why would you even think that? You felt some sort of courage spread into your body, allowing you to defend yourself. Come on Vanessa, you came here only a few days ago and managed to destroy my mental health. You must have a motive, right?

She yanked her hand away from you, disgust writing itself on her face: her features looking terribly twisted as she scoffed. Flipping her blonde locks over her shoulder, she crossed her arms as she took a step back from you, her eyes staring you up and down.

- Well, your face infuriates me.

- And?

- That’s it.

- What?

"That’s it"? Was she making a fool of herself right now? She was joking… you couldn’t believe it. What the fuck?!

- Are you kidding me? You hate my face so you decided to be a little bitch with me?!

- You’re clever when you want to be! She laughed: a dry laugh. You’re so ugly! You take up so much space! The air you breathe is wasted! She spat at you, actually spitting in the process. I’m better than you!

You couldn’t control yourself: who could blame you? After all you’ve heard… after all you endured up until now… in only -almost- a week?! This was getting out of proportion… she made a big deal out of a situation that could’ve simply been avoided.

- If you hated me so much, the only thing you had to do was to ignore me!

- How could I?! You’re a fucking infected!!

She smacked her hand on her mouth as soon as she said that: shock drawn on her porcelain doll-like face. Her eyes widen and she took a step back, smacking herself on the cheek to gain back a certain composure. You looked at her in disbelief as she literally just slapped herself back into reality. Shock faded away from her features as she looked you up and down before turning around, ready to take her leave.

- Hold on a second! You’re not gonna insult me and call me weird ass names just to leave right after!! You yelled.

She looked back at you, her hand shaking on the door handle: what was up with her? She sighed and put back on the disgusted look she had on earlier, staring into your soul once more. She straightened her back, tapping her heel on the floor and opened the door, exiting the dorm and left to god knows where.

- Wait-!! You tried calling out to her but the door slammed on you.

You stood there. Completely dumbfounded. Multiple questions hit you in the head like sharp arrows that were sent your way at a God-like speed… why was she shocked? More importantly, what did she mean by “infected”? You felt dizzy, somehow.

- What is going on..? You grabbed your jacket you had take off earlier, sliding into it.

You opened the front door that your not so friendly roommate had exit from and looked around: you scanned your surroundings to make sure she was really gone before you took a first step outside. The sky was clear but was getting darker as time flew by. You then made you way to the gate and practically ran down the way. You needed to go to the school’s library. You didn’t know why. You couldn’t control yourself anymore… it was like your mind urged you to go there: it screamed at you to run and find something.

~ At the library ~

Your feet had make you wander around the shelves for a few minutes already but you did not find what your head wanted you to find… it was like an endless cycle where you had to search the entire library and shelves filled with heavy books for absolutely no result. You yawned, eyes sleepily closing themselves as you managed to not fall. You did bump into something though… or someone.

- Oh..! Rook- You looked up at him and blinked a few times to chase the tired tears from your eyes. Hi…

He looked down at you, his face distorted with hesitation: actually, his features were hesitating between hate and pity. You poked him on the shoulder to get a better reaction out of him, as he was still in his mental fight.

- Sorry Y/n… Vil has advised us to stay away from you. He couldn’t lie, and you would’ve preferred him to lie. You know… because of what happened between you and Vanessa.

- What..? And you- you want to listen to him..? You felt tears coming back at the corner of your eyes, but this time, they were sad ones. Why would you even believe Vanessa?!

- I’m really sorry Y/n… To be fair, I don’t really know who to believe. He sighed. It’s a difficult situation you found yourself in and I thin-

- Don’t even think about blaming me. You glared are him, the sadness you held in sliding down your cheeks as you frowned. I’ve been putting up with everyone’s bullshit for a bit too long.

You took a step back, looking at him: you let your anger disappear for just a second. A second you took to stare into his eyes, begging him to believe you as your eyeballs shined red. He opened his mouth as if to say something but you grit your teeth. Your hands clutching into tight fists, your nails piercing into your skin as you swore it almost started bleeding.

- You know what Rook? You looked him up and down as you pointed at his whole being. Fuck you. Fuck you, and Vil, and Riddle, and Ace and whoever decides to take that shitty little snake’ side. Your voice waved a bit as your tears fell onto the wooden floor. I’m done with all of you.

You turned around, leaving to another aisle of heavily filled shelves, disappearing from the hunter’s view, not bothering to see if he has had any reaction to your outburst. You brought your hand to your mouth, muffling the sobs that were threatening to reveal were you were. You walked fast but on your tip toes, hurrying to a corner. Vision blurring, you took a moment to slide down against a cold and hard wall to gather yourself… Silence could almost be heard. It was empty, both the library and your body: it felt as if you were all alone in such a cruel world.

~ An hour later ~

Crying did no good to your skin: it was dry and you could feel it. Rubbing your face into your hands, you finally found the little strength you needed to get up from the floor and dragged your body to the shelves near you. You scanned everything, absolutely everything. Maybe the book will jump at you once you find it? Maybe the title of what you’re looking for will catch your attention. There was the thing, you didn’t know exactly what you were looking for. You couldn’t remember why you ran all the way to the libra-

- There! You grabbed a rather thin book in your shaking hand and read the title in your head.

“Dark Illness, by [???]” You analyzed the cover for a while but nothing too extraordinary caught your attention… the title did though: why would it be the volume you were looking for and what kind of information will you find in there that you’d need..? Automatically, your body moved to the nearest table and grabbed the back of the chair, allowing you to sit down as you placed the work on the table. Sighing, you looked around to make sure no one saw you reading such a scary thing: you then proceeded to open the book.

« Informations about the Dark Illness or Infection:

What there is to know, as in, basic information, is that this illness is one of the most dangerous state you could find yourself or someone in: it is a sickening disease that spreads throughout a being’s body and will decay the person from the inside. It will, by collateral damage, destroy everything around the source. Writing this book wasn’t the best moment of my life, as an author and mage, but it was needed, for the good of everyone, to keep track of some serious issues. It all began in… […] »

You never heard of such thing… you blinked, disgusted of the idea of someone’s body rotting from the inside. You shook your head and turned the page.

« What is the Dark Illness, or Infection, more precisely:

A very dangerous and disgusting disease if you ask me, or anyone. We’ve seen two people’s bodies go to absolute waste after they’ve suffered from this illness, but what no one dared to talk about, was how mistreated they were: scientists, as they called themselves, captured our two victims and held them prisoners for a certain amount of time. [two pictures of the victims are printed on the paper]. »

These people… you didn’t think you knew them, but you still felt immense sympathy for them: they must’ve went through hell… You gulped as you turned the page.

« What the victims went through:

The most inhuman torture was brought upon them: multiple scars were found on one’s body. This one had die by blood loss but the only remain of the other one was a huge puddle of a black and coagulated blood. Interrogating the “scientists” led to nothing as they were vowed to keep their mouth sealed. After an autopsy of the body found, it turned out that the victim went through several days of suffering cuts and large openings made with scalpels and knives on all of their body. […] »

You wanted to throw up. Why would they have such a book in this library?! Such inhuman torture… you couldn’t really believe it actually happen. How could one do this to another… You turned the page.

« What we found in the basement:

Jars of blood. But not just regular blood, there were some filled with red, yes, but the more we walked around the shelves, the darker the blood was getting. It was weird, to say the least, but the research team decided to take all of the jars to examine their content. […] »

You flipped the page, knowing damn well the rumbling in your stomach was begging you to stop, but you were far too ahead of your reading and far too curious to stop.

« The blood jars:

News fell in during the night, I got this call from one of the member of the research team, voice filled with dread. What the research team found out, was that the blood was collected from the bodies as days went on and on: the jars had dates written on them, but no names, only the letter A. The blood at the beginning of the victim’s hell was red like regular blood, but turned a more darker color and more coagulated matter as their torture went on. The result of this, and this was the last jar of blood collected from Victim #A, filled to the top was this dark and disgusting thing like ink… you guessed it by reading it all: Blot. Victim #A was hurt to the very end, til their body was filled with Blot. […] »

What? They tortured someone to get some Blot? But why..? Was there some sort of Blot traffic no one knew about? This was a terrifying and sickening book. But you didn’t remember reading about the victims using their magic… You found it odd but you also felt sick. Regardless, you still went on with your reading.

« Victim #B:

As said earlier, the second victim’s body was never found, only a huge puddle of what we know now as Blot. What was found though, is a record that the "scientists" kept track about: the pages were filled with photographs, comparing and scaling… a lot of informations so. We found out that Victim #B did not go through physical torture, only regular checkups (hence why we found small samples of blood with the labels “B”) but had been mentally abused for longer than the first victim: they were mentally abused by friends and family members who were associated with the “scientists”, which actually led to their body filling itself with nothing but pure raging Blot matter. […] »

You were lost. Mental abuse..?

« Why it’s the most dangerous form or Blot:

Now talking about Blot and writing a book about it wouldn’t be that extraordinary or interesting: why I decided to write about it was because it was kept a secret to not worry the people. But the truth had to be said and I will be the one to say it in this book. These two victims would’ve been the most dangerous people if not killed: why? Because their Overblotted forms would’ve been the cause of a mass decaying of their surroundings. But the question remain: why? Yes, an Overblot is destroying on its own and yes, the person suffering the Overblot may face an eventual death… but the truth in this terrifying story is that the two victims were from the same blood, family so. But also... […] »

You closed the book: slamming it shut. Heavily panting as you felt your stomach screaming for help, you shoved the volume under your jacket, deciding on bringing it “home” as you ran back to Ramshackle. You felt the cool air of the evening hitting you in the face just like the informations you read did… but you still ran as fast as you could. What you learned today, you wished you didn’t learn at all.

Part 5 • Part 7

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Female reader!, Twisted Wonderland fanfiction, angst

TW: being compared to someone, mentions of diet, being called “ugly” and “talentless”, fear of heights…

Part 6: I’ll be there to watch over you

Epel was humming a tune to himself as he decorated something specially made for you. The song he mumbled was one you introduced to him: he didn’t know where it came from or how it was produced, he just really enjoyed it when you sang it to him the first time. And now, he sang it too. It just stuck to him, he said. Lifting the plate he was working on, he sighed and smiled: you were going to love this! It wasn’t that great, really, just an apple pie he had bake with the apples his family sent him. But he hoped you’ll find comfort while eating it, just like he does.

- What are you doing Epel? I thought I told you to watch what you eat. Vil walked into the kitchen.

Epel turned around abruptly, knocking over a wooden spoon as he caught the bowl that almost fell from the counter. He nearly got a heart attack as his dorm leader stepped into the room without making any sound. He wanted to glare at him for scaring him that way but quickly remembered he would never hear the end of this… instead, he looked up at him with a questioning stare.

- What is this?

- An apple pie..? Epel replied, confused about Vil’s suspicious glare.

- Who is it for?

- For Y/n. She’s staying at Diasom-

- I know, I know!

The young boy raised an eyebrow, unsure on how to react to Vil’s annoyed response. The housewarden seemed displeased with his student’s answer… Epel braced himself to ask the question that burned his throat at that moment:

- You seem mad about this… why?

- You believe Y/n?

What? What does he mean by that? Is he seriously accusing you of lying? Epel’s hand turned into a fist really quickly as his eyebrows frowned above his eyes.

- Don’t tell me you think she bullied Vanessa.

- I do think so. Y/n is clearly jealous, you should trust me.

The young student could not believe what his ears were hearing: did he even hear correctly? You were jealous? Of Vanessa?? Impossible! Why would you? She’s the only other girl you could ever meet at this school! That wasn’t making the slightest of sense and Vil knew it too! So why?!

- What are you even saying? Y/n would nev-

- Nonsense. Vanessa has beauty and talent. I heard her singing and it’s angelic. Vil said, remembering his singing practice with Vanessa.

- Are you calling Y/n talentless? Are you calling her ugly?! Epel shouted, his blood boiling suddenly.

Vil rolled his eyes up to the ceiling, sighing loudly and dramatically: of course he thought you were ugly and talentless… no one could be as perfect as himself. But for him to say such thing, to compare you to this girl… this was making the youngest absolutely furious. At this point, Epel only saw Vil as an asshole and not his dorm leader anymore.

- How dare ya?! Y/n was there for ya sorry ass when ya overblotted!! Epel screamed into the blonde’s face.

Instead of replying anything to him, Vil decided to take his leave by turning his back to Epel. He shrug off what he said and walked his way towards the door, giving him one last snarky remark:

- You’ll realize soon that Vanessa is better.

~ At Diasomnia, Malleus’ room ~

It was morning already. You could tell by the warm feeling that brushed over your sleepy eyelids. Opening up your eyes, you noticed a large shadow blocking your view from the window, but since you just awoke, you put that on the blurry sensation you felt.

- Good morning Y/n.

You never sat up so fast in your entire life: the voice surprised you, especially considering how deep it was and how you were still half asleep when you heard it. You searched for the source of the voice and your stare fell upon the tall shadow that formed itself in the forest green colored armchair: the shadow finally started to look like someone. Someone with horns on top of their head.

- Hornton..? You mumbled.

- Mhm. He replied, smiling gently at you.

It took your eyes a little while to adjust to the bright sunlight that was now entering the entire bedroom. Malleus sat up, walking towards the bed as he took a seat next to you on the mattress, right next to your still covered legs. He was even as kind as to pull up the blanket a little bit above your thighs, thinking you might catch a cold. That’s what he said at least: “You’ll get sick.”

- When did you get back? You asked him, rubbing your left eye.

- About four or five hours ago. He picked an eyelash that fell on your cheek, blowing it into the air. I didn’t want to wake you so I waited.

You nodded, thanking him for watching over you so protectively. This man did not get any sleep…

- You should rest…

- I will after you get your visitor.

- My what-

The door opened slowly and quietly, revealing a gentle face with glasses and dark green hair. You sat up more straight, folding your hands into your lap as you offered a smile to Trey. He made his way over to your bed after a small wave, standing at the end of the furniture.

- Hey… how are you feeling? He asked, a saddened look on his face.

- Better than yesterday… You seem upset Trey… is something the matter?

He smiled gently at you, sitting on the end of the bed after you indicated him to do so. He then explained what had happen at Heartslabyul, how things got heated really quickly. Your horned friend, who was sitting next to you, got up and took his leave, standing next to the door outside of the room. He wanted to let you and Trey have a moment to discuss.

- Oh… Cater seemed furious…

- He was. I was upset as well, about what Riddle said to you. He grimaced as he remembered how dramatic Riddle had been about banning you from their dorm.

You sighed with a slight smile: you completely forgot about this, about what he said. Forbidding you to go to Heartslabyul… that was harsh and now that you remembered it, it was stuck in your throat, almost making you want to throw up.

- What about Ace and Deuce..? You dreaded the answer…

- Well… Ace was pretty stubborn… but Deuce- Trey hesitated for a second. Deuce left after feeling… guilty?

- Guilty?

- He said they should’ve never treated you like a monster.

You were dumbfounded: Deuce said that? Of course, he was always a gentleman, but he took Vanessa’s side… that’s why you did not expect him to suddenly regret his past words and actions. You leaned back into the bed frame, your hands still folded in your lap, playing with the hem of the sheets. Trey looked away for a moment, taking into the scenery outside the window.

- I’ll ask the teachers to give you the homework so you don’t miss out on any lessons.

- Thank you Trey…

You two stayed silent for a while, it wasn’t awkward, just silent and relaxing. Trey got up after a couple of minutes, his hand finding its way on the top of your head as he gave you gentle pats. He smiled kindly at you, like an older brother.

- I’ll be on my way now… please rest as much as you need Y/n. He walked towards the door, opening it as he looked back at you. And come back to us strong.

You nodded, eager to come back as strong as you could be. Trey motivated you: he showed you that you had more people with you in all of this. It made you feel stronger already.

- Thank you Trey..!

He smiled one more time, opening the door. He gave you a little wave with his left hand as he exited the room, closing it quietly behind him.

~ Around nighttime ~

You were tired of being in this room: your legs were falling asleep way too many times and begged to carry you somewhere. It didn’t matter where actually, you just wanted to move a bit. Brushing the bedsheets off of your legs, you stood up next to the bed, making your way quietly towards the door, careful not to wake up your horned friend who was asleep on a chair. You tried to leave only to be stopped by Malleus who rose to his feet the moment you put your hand on the handle of the door.

- What are you doing? You need to rest…

- Aw please… I just wanna take a stroll… I can’t just sit there and do nothing of my days..! You whispered-yelled.

He seemed to think for a moment, putting his hand to his chin in a pensive way. You blinked only once and he was already looking for something in his wardrobe: a coat.

- What are you doing..?

- Shielding your body from the cold. He wrapped the clothing around your body. That way you won’t get sick.

- Thanks Hornt-

You were cut off by the dragon suddenly picking you up, carrying you bridal style. His strong arms around your body made you feel very small as he held you close to his chest. He smiled down at you when you looked up at him with a surprised look on your face. He looked a little too proud…

- Where should we go? The garden or the sky?

- T-the sky..? You whispered, unsure of what it meant.

- The sky it is!

- Wait that was a quest-

Your breathe was suddenly cut off as you felt your body getting higher and higher. You didn’t even notice that Malleus had open the window! You did not notice him jumping into the air either! Your arms found their way around Malleus neck, clinging onto dear life as you saw how far up you were from the ground. You were shaking! Fear taking over you!

- Fear not. I would never want to scare you when the view is this mesmerizing. He rubbed your back, urging you to look up.

You did, still shaking insanely. You blinked a few times, adjusting your eyes to the fresh air that was now hitting your face. You couldn’t believe what you saw…

- Mal’… are we really in the clouds? You reached out your hand hesitantly.

- Of course we are. He chuckled, holding you firmly in his arms. I’m surprised you don’t talk about the stars.~

You giggled: of course, you did see the stars. But being in the clouds? That was a new sensation, something you didn’t know you could experience. Something you never dreamt of experiencing anyway… you smiled stupidly. The view was amazing and you already forgot about your fear of heights.

- Seeing you smile is a reward, Y/n.

You looked at him, your hand still waving through the clouds as you gave him a smile: you could not be more grateful to him… you didn’t know how you could thank him. He’s been nothing but the kindest, most helpful and trustworthy person ever. Thinking vaguely about the situation, you mentally thanked Malleus, but you also thanked Trey, Grim, Lilia, Silver, Jack, Cater, Jade and Floyd… all of them… they were there for you when you thought you were all alone. They were there when Deuce and Ace weren’t, when Riddle rejected you… they were there to collect your tears and support you. That’s why you were so grateful to them: grateful they stood by your side instead of abandoning you like a vulgar toy. They never believed Vanessa. They never believed that filthy lying snake. And for that, you wanted to cry and hug them with all your gratefulness.

- See? I told you you needed more rest. You faintly heard Malleus whisper.

Faintly because you were falling asleep. You eyelids became heavy. Maybe he was right: you did need more rest. You felt him readjusting his hold onto you as you heard the wind. You heard and felt it as the dragon brought you back in you- his room.

- I’ll be there to watch over you again.

He laid you in the bed, placing you carefully on the mattress as he faintly hummed a lullaby, tucking you in with the bedsheets and comfortable blanket. He brushed a couple of pieces of hair away from your face, letting them fall on the pillow your head was resting on.

- Sweet dreams, Y/n. He held your hand. May you wake up happy.

You finally gave in into the darkness, forgetting about the bright green eyes that stared at you. You let the night take you into the place of dreams as you sighed happily, content. Your chest rose up and down from the breathes you took, and you finally fell asleep. You felt protected: no nightmares would reach you, no demons would hurt you. Not when you had so many people with you.

Part 4 • Part 6

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TW: arguing…

Part 5: Welcome to Diasomnia

Waking up was tough, especially when your stomach was grumbling insanely and your throat begged to be hydrated. You were no longer sleepy, it was just really hard to pinpoint where you were and you couldn’t help but yawn constantly. Looking around yourself, you noticed how comfortable the bed was: the bedsheets were warming you up, the blanket was soft and the pillows did not hurt your neck while you were sleeping.

- Ah! Good, you’re awake.

You gasped, getting scared easily as you looked for the source of the voice.

- Lilia..?

- Mhm! Welcome to Diasomnia by the way! He got closer to you.

When he sat next to you on the bed, he grabbed a glass of water on the bedside table that you didn’t even notice earlier. He carefully brought it up to your lips as his hand cupped under your chin to prevent water from spilling. You drank the water like it was the first time you drank, even though you already did at the infirmary.

- How are you feeling?

- Better… where is Malleus?

The man smiled gently. Admiring the fact you weren’t scared of the housewarden, probably. He got up to open the curtains and windows to let both the moonlight and cool air come into the room. It was already nighttime? You got sudden chills but covered yourself up by wrapping your form in the fuzzy blanket.

- Malleus had to tell the Leech twins about your state. He turned to you. He also obviously needed to calm down.

- Calm down? You asked suspiciously as Lilia chuckled.

He then proceeded to explain how mad the dragon was when he saw you, when he felt your body being so weak against him, how fragile and vulnerable you were as he carried you to their dorm. Lilia told you how worried and angry Malleus was when he learned it was that girl’s fault.

- I see… I hope he’ll comme back soon…

- Do you like him?~

- Wha-

- SHriiIiIImmMppY!!!

You were almost tackled to the ground by Floyd running up to you and embracing you with all his might as his body weight crushed your entire being against the mattress. You noticed the heartbreaking sounding sobs he let out as he nuzzled his face into your shoulder and neck. Jade smiled at you from afar.

- I’m sorry about my brother Y/n. It seems he was really worried for you.

- Malleus told me you almost diiieeed!! He cried louder

- Oh goodness! Lilia grinned. He needs to stop pranking people that way.

- You call this a prank- nevermind… You scratched Floyd’s head gently.

He was glad you were okay, really. His hold around your body was so tight that Jade had to calm him down. Slowly letting go of you, you noticed his features turning into a twisted, devilish one: he was pissed. And that was an understatement.

- I’ll teach her a lesson.

- Floyd no.

You reassured him you’d be fine. No need to cause more problems than there was already. You just had to hold your breathe and brace yourself, she couldn’t harm you anymore, and if she did, it would be very stupid of her… she really doesn’t want an angry dragon and deadly moray eel to go after her, right? She doesn’t. No one does.

- Y/n needs all the rest she can receive so if you’d please get out for now. Lilia said with a smile.

- Of course. Jade slightly leaned towards you to pluck a piece of your messy hair behind your ear. If anything, Y/n knows she can count on Octavinelle.

The twins smiled at you, Floyd showing his sharp fangs at you in a bright laugh. They took their leave after biding farewell to Lilia.

- They like you~

- Of course they do, if they didn’t I’d already be dead.

He laughed. Looking at the sky through the huge window. You did too, basking into the beauty of the moon and stars, smiling slightly to yourself as you felt yourself finally at peace. But one question find its way into your head: where were you exactly? You know you were at Diasomnia, but what room exactly.

- Malleus’.

- What?

- You’re in Malleus’ room. He giggled. I could see you looking around for clues.

You nodded. So you were in Malleus’ bed.

- WHAT??!

Lilia started laughing a bit too much to your liking. He had no shame. No one had any shame at this damn school! They really let you stay in the housewarden’s bed as if it was completely normal! Poor Sebek if he ever found out. Wait, never mind Sebek: did Malleus agreed to this? He shouldn’t let someone sleep in his bed like that! Maybe he didn’t have any dirty thoughts but it was still pretty awkward…

- Don’t worry, Malleus didn’t want you to be bothered by the other students so he insisted on letting you stay here.

- Oh… I see!

Yeah nothing weird! Just a friend looking out for another… friend… you sighed. You missed your friends dearly… Ace and Deuce… you wanted them here with you…

- Oh you’re awake! Grim walked in, a piece of chicken in his mouth.

- Hello? Already eating?

Grim grinned, jumping on the bed and onto your lap. He then explained how amazing the smell that came out of the kitchen was one of a god-like meal: he obviously could not resist a bite.

- Oh my! Isn’t that the chicken I asked Silver to cook?

- It is! Silver bursted into the room.

He was panting: of course he was, he had just chase Grim around the halls like crazy. He got closer to the bed and sighed in defeat. He wasn’t going to grab the chicken from a demon cat’s mouth, that was gross. Instead, he watched as Grim chewed hardly on the food while you looked at Silver with a questioning look on your features. His eyes finally met yours and he bowed slightly to you.

- Good evening Y/n, I hope you can find calm at this dorm.

You thanked him. It was nice knowing that even people you never talked to were willing to stay at your side, unlike your closest friends. Lilia clapped his hands, making all of you jump slightly, Grim almost choking on his food. He placed his hand on Silver’s shoulder, asking him to keep an eye on you while he went downstairs to grab your meal, to which the student agreed. You were now left alone in Malleus’ room, Grim the only one making sounds by eating his food like a pig.

- So… what happened exactly? No one really told me what put you in this state so I was wondering-

- Oh yeah..! Weeeell…

~ At Heartslabyul ~

- I can’t believe you said that to her!! What’s wrong with you?!

- Cater calm dow-

- No!! How dare you say that when you literally banned her from our dorm!!? All that for a stupid girl!!

- Hey! Vanessa isn’t stupi-

- Shut up Ace!! This isn’t about you!! Cater was furious.

How could he not? The situation was getting ridiculous! You suffered because of Vanessa and your two closest friends took her side! Riddle banned you from walking onto Heartslabyul grounds! Of course he was furious!

- I’ll have to agree with Cater on this, Riddle. Trey stepped into the “conversation”. Forbidding her to visit us was a mistake.

- A huge one!!

Riddle did not know how to react: he didn’t know what to say, didn’t know what to do. He thought he did what was best, but was it really? Ace was still arguing about Vanessa: to him, she was the one telling the truth. He claimed that you acted out of pure jealousy towards the new girl. Deuce was sitting on the couch, rethinking everything. He felt something he didn’t think he’d felt in a situation like this: he thought he was right, like Ace. He thought Vanessa couldn’t have possibly lie about something as terrible as this. But then your words hit him: she stole and blackmailed you?

- Deuce back me up! Y/n left Vanessa in the rain and bullied her when they were alone!

- The rain thing was an accident. Trey said, confident in his answer. No one would leave someone in the rain.

Deuce got up. Eyes were on him: Ace glared at him, Trey’s features were stoic, Cater was seeing red and Riddle was avoiding everyone’s stares. Deuce sighed and looked at the ground, making his way to the door.

- Hey dude! What’s wrong with you? Ace shouted.

- I think… that we shouldn’t have acted as if Y/n was a monster…

On these last words, Deuce left. No one knew where he would go but silence fell upon the room.

~ At Pomefiore ~

- What? She fainted? Epel shouted, suddenly getting worried.

Jack nodded: he had explain to Epel what had happen to you a moment earlier and the young boy was completely taken aback. He also felt upset that he couldn’t be there for you because Vil absolutely wanted him to practice his singing with him… what a waste of time it was! He felt guilty and ashamed of not being able to be there for his closest friend.

- Right now she’s resting at Diasomnia… order of Malleus Draconia.

- Say what now-

The wolf then explained why and how you ended up at Diasomnia. A shock, to say the least, could be read on Epel’s face. At least you were safe, he thought. And he was right: you could not be safer than under Malleus’ surveillance. He only feared for the meals you’d eat.

- I hope Lilia won’t poison her with his cooking-

- He won’t, don’t worry. Jack grinned lightly, still feeling bad about you and the whole situation.

The two of them sat there for a while, in complete silence. This had take a serious turn… was it going to be over soon? Jack wondered what kind of other terrible tricks Vanessa had up her sleeve while Epel thought about what he could bring you to wish you a good recovery. An apple pie? Candy? One of the books you liked? He could totally bring all your favorite stuff from Ramshackle to Diasomnia. Your stay would become more enjoyable. While the boy thought about how to make you smile, the Savanaclaw student was still being wary: Vanessa could and absolutely would go to the Thorn Fairy’s dormitory to mess with you, which he wasn’t going to let happen, of course. Not that he needed to intervene… a dragon and a vampire are more than enough to shut a bitch up.

Part 3 • Part 5

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TW: belittling, breakdown, fainting, mentions of starving self, mentions of being dehydrated, stress…

Part 4: I just wanna leave.

- I never thought you could act like this towards an other girl, towards the ONLY other girl.

Riddle had this look on his face, a look you hated to see as a child. One that described how disappointed he was, how much faith he had put into you but it just vanished into thin air after he heard some well built lies… You were not that close with the Heartslabyul housewarden, you respected him highly and would always see him as a broken kid who grew up in an awful environment. But now, you saw him as a stranger: you didn’t recognize him anymore, just like you didn’t recognize Ace and Deuce… Will Trey and Cater also think like the rest of them? Will all of Heartslabyul see you as what you’re not? A monster that finds entertainment in bullying a girl out of jealousy..? Your ears started ringing, you could feel the rage building up in your stomach and boiling hot.

- Listen- I don’t know why but she hates my guts..! I wouldn’t have said those things if she didn-

- Enough Y/n. Don’t try to justify what’s not justifiable… it’s a pity it has to come to this.

- What do you mean? Jack said, a frown on his face.

Riddle sighed, an exasperated one. He looked over at Jack, giving him a glare that said it all: "Stay out of this."

- Y/n L/n, as for respect of the students in my care and for respect towards the victim, you are forbidden, as of now, to step a foot in The Queen of Hearts’ dormitory.

- W-what..?

- Isn’t this out of proportion?! Jack growled, his hands tightening into fists.

Tears pricked at the corner of your eyes, finally making your eyeballs turn red and shiny. Could you take anymore of this? Could you really stand there as all your friends will reject and throw you away like a mere stranger? A mere bully?

- Riddle listen-

- Sorry. I cannot listen to this anymore.

- LISTEN TO ME!!

The wolf was startled, just like Riddle. Grim gulped: he never saw you snap like this at all.

- Do you really think you’re in position to raise yo-

- Yes I am!! I’ve been putting up with this shit for too long!! And it’s only been two days!! You had trouble breathing, holding onto Jack’s arm as you felt yourself getting weaker. I am done with this bullshit!! Vanessa has been nothing but an arrogant little bitch with me!! She told lies, stole from me and even blackmailed me!!

- Y/n you’re gonna have to calm dow-

- DON’T TELL ME TO CALM DOWN ROSEHEARTS!!

- What in tarnation is going on-

Cater walked by, Trey at his side. Deuce and Ace were following behind, Vanessa running after them. Trey looked worried but you feared he’d follow Riddle in every decision he’d make. Cater walked towards you, picking up his pace as he saw how distressed and upset you were. He saw your tears and was quick to catch them, looking at Jack for explanations until he realized you were still digging daggers into Riddle’s eyes with your own.

- What the fuck happened to her?! Riddle??

The genuine worry on Cater’s face made you realize one thing: you were NOT okay. Jack had his arm wrapped around your waist as he felt your grasp onto his arm getting weaker and fading slowly. He tried calming you down, purring in your ears: "it’s okay", "you’re fine"… and then, darkness. What was happening, you didn’t know. All you could say about the entire situation was that you heard Jack and Grim panicking, Trey ordering the other about what had to be done: carrying you to the infirmary, making sure you just fainted and nothing worse… you heard Cater yelling at Riddle, accusing him of being the cause of all this. Riddle defended himself, telling everyone that you accused Vanessa of being the reason behind your state. The girl and Ace were quick to argue while Deuce couldn’t even be heard. All their voices started to fade away, no sound reaching your ears after a while… pure darkness. Pure loneliness…

~ A while later ~

You woke up in a dim lit room. You could tell it was the infirmary by the smell of clean sheets and all the white you saw: the bed was oddly comfortable, you took a glance around yourself only to notice Grim resting on your chest, purring loudly. Sitting on some chairs around your bed was Jack, his arms crossed over his chest while he slowly started to drift off to sleep and Cater. Cater was wide awake though. He held back a yawn and almost fell off his chair when he saw your eyes open.

- Y/n!! How are you feeling??

- F-fine..? You didn’t even know.

You didn’t know because of how tired you were: you were sleep deprived.

- Oh hello Y/n. Jack said half asleep. How are you..?

- What did the doctor say..?

Cater and Jack looked at each other. What? Was your state serious? Were you in danger? Grim spoke up suddenly:

- You need sleep! Food! And even water!! You’re in too much stre- Cater slammed his hand on Grim’s mouth.

- We said we were gonna take it easy! Geeeez-

The redhead then proceeded to explain to you what had happen while you were out. It turned out you really were sleep deprived, just like Grim said. But your body was also weak because of the lack of food and water in it. Jack then said that you had unconsciously drink the water the doctor gave you, mentioning it wasn’t enough considering you most likely were dehydrated.

- And you also were under a lot of stress.. doc said it wasn’t healthy. Cater added.

- I see.

You still felt angry, your blood still boiling hot in your body. It didn’t matter if you needed to eat or drink, sleep or relax, right now you wanted to punch a bitch.

- When can I leave the infirm-

- Where is she?

The voice that was heard just now was a deep one. A deep voice with both concern and rage in it: you quickly figured who it was by the sound of it.

- M-Malleus Draconia?? Cater said with worry. Who are you talking about..?

- Obviously the student Y/n L/n. Where is sh- his eyes fell upon you before he could finish his sentence.

"Oh dear Seven" you heard him say under his breathe: the way he looked at you, sadness in his eyes but also anger on his features… he walked towards your bed, in a hurry. Before you could even blink or say anything, his arms were draped under your legs and around your back, picking you up and holding you protectively against his chest.

- What are you doing? She needs rest! Jack said.

- She will rest where she will be protected. I trusted you guys since you’re her friends but clearly, her stress was due to you being the most selfish and horrible people.

- Mal’… it’s not them… your nose started itching. Cater and Jack were there for me…

Your throat ran dry: you were already in need of more water in your body but the sadness that filled your lungs suddenly made you wanna cry. You wanted nothing more than to sob, cling onto Malleus as you screamed out the pain your weak being was feeling. Too much pressure, too much stress, too much sadness, too much rage… you helped them all. You had to deal with their stress, anger and sadness: when they threw pamper tantrums, when they overblotted, when they left you… you were always there, suffering for them to be happy. You realized, only now, that everything was too much for you to handle anymore.

- I-I just wanna leave… please… you choked on a sob, finally crying out your pain.

Malleus looked desperate to help you, soothing you gently with his voice, whispering in your ear: “it’s gonna be just fine”, “do not worry anymore”… he held you closer as he indicated to Grim to follow where he would lead.

- Cater Diamond, Jack Howl, I apologize for misjudging you two. He slightly bowed to them, careful not to drop you even though his hold onto you was firm enough. Please do tell the ones who caused Y/n to fell ill and to be this upset that I will personally deal with them if her state worsen. Understood?

Your two friends gulped and swallowed hard as the horned man’s glare was most certainly enough to make the strongest mage in the world shake with fear.

- Y-yes sir!! Cater obliged.

You cried into Malleus’ chest, feeling him take his leave from the infirmary. He walked down the hallway, making sure to shield your shaking form from the prying eyes. Grim was on your tracks, following him up close, staying by your side no matter what. Your throat was hurting, you started to have a headache, your eyes itched from how much tears you were pouring onto the Diasomnia housewarden’s chest…

- I’m bringing you to Diasomnia Y/n. You’ll stay with us for as long as you need to. Don’t worry okay? He said in a reassuring voice.

- Can… can you tell Floyd and Jade..? Tell them I’m staying with you…

Malleus nodded, telling you he’ll make sure to bring the twins to you as soon as possible. But for now, he wanted you to rest: you had to be laid down into the most comfortable bed and eat the most delicious meal. The fae obviously told Lilia to take care of everything, you would be treated just like a princess.

~ At Diasomnia ~

- I’ll stay by her side Malleus. Why don’t you go tell the Leech twins about this?

- I should yes… but it’s upsetting leaving her behind.

Lilia pushed him out the room, hurrying him into the hallway while he gently closed the door behind him. He reassured him that he would keep an eye on you and will tend to all your needs while you were here.

- Take care of her.

- I will.

On these words, Malleus took his leave, making his way to Octavinelle as he entrusted you to the short man. You were still asleep after all the crying you did: you were weak, your body still lacked sleep and water. You also didn’t eat in a few days, which was due to all the stress everyone put you through and the insecurity you felt because of Vanessa. Dried tears stained your cheeks as you slept somehow peacefully, your form shaking a bit due to the cold temperature at Diasomnia.

- I’m sorry you had to go through all this alone Y/n. Lilia sat next to you on the bed.

He brought the covers up to your chest, tucking you in. He then added another layer of warmth with a blanket that he laid on top of the bedsheets. He had cautiously prepare a glass of fresh water on the bedside table for when you would wake up and he made sure to ask Silver to cook something that would boost your energy. It was best to keep Lilia away from the kitchen, right?

- Malleus won’t let anything happen to you again.

Part 2 • Part 4

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Female reader!, Twisted Wonderland fanfiction, angst

I’m so sorry I haven’t been able to give more well built answers to some of your comments: I’ve been very busy with work and school, I’m trying my best but know that I read ALL the comments! I’m really happy you guys like "Replaced?" so much and it makes me want to write more! As for messages, I read them all as well! But for spoilers reasons, I can’t reply to them☺️

TW: blackmail, body shaming, feeling down, blaming own self, belittling…

Part 3: What’s wrong with you?

- That’s too bad Y/n…

You stood there, completely stunned. Vanessa had reach her hand into her pocket, grabbing her smartphone, showing the screen to you: screen that was displaying an audio recording app… oh… how dumb you felt. "Stupid! You are so stupid..!" is what you thought to yourself. You could’ve told her a different way! Hell you could’ve completely ignore her! You wouldn’t be in this kind of situation if you hadn’t let your anger issues take over your words, now… now she was going to use that against you!

- I was ready to give you a chance… By now, the audio recording had stop. But you really want to play this game…

"What game?", you thought, still unable to speak up or even blink. She had in her hand a very well built proof of your hatred for her, and the worst part was that it was very, very convincing. You finally felt a small amount of energy running through your legs, allowing your body to move forward and take a step towards her.

- I suggest you stay where you are. You don’t want me to fake an injury, right?

Oh she was twisted. She had every cards in her hand… At any moment, she could ruin your reputation. She would even go as far as hurting herself to make you seem like a violent person, and if she did, you’d be done for: the Headmage would expel you and you’d have no one to turn to. It was a terrible situation you found yourself in, and it was partially your fault…

- Cheer up Y/n! I’ll only use this if you annoy me! She smiled.

- What do you mean by that..? You managed to mumble.

She shook her head and giggled, putting her phone back into her pocket as she flipped her hair over her shoulder. She looked you up and down as she made her way toward the stairs, not giving you the answer you asked for as she took a first step up. The girl turned around, giving you one last glare and sighed:

- You’re not very smart, are you? She scratched her temple. It means that if you’re being a bitch, I’ll make your sweet friends listen to this audio I now have!

And right after saying that, Vanessa walked up the stairs, humming happily. But you just stood there, shaking. Grim was asleep in your room, you couldn’t talk to him. It was too late to call Jack and have him calm you down, too late to go to the Mostro Lounge and cry in Floyd’s arms… and of course, way, way too late to send a message to Deuce or Ace… You took the last ounce of strength you had in your body, guiding your weight to the couch as you let yourself fall on it.

- What’s wrong with me..? You whispered to yourself, your voice stuttering.

You wanted to grab your phone and call Ace, or Deuce… you missed them. They would always do something that would cheer you up, no matter what it was, you still laughed. They really did throw you away like you were nothing but a mere empty can of a disgusting drink they had try… you didn’t matter to them. If you did, they would’ve been right there with you. If they did care, then they wouldn’t have leave you for her. They just pitied you, all this time you thought you were friends, they couldn’t have cared less about you.

You looked to the window, noticing small green lights outside: of course, you could’ve recognised them between million other lights. You swung your legs off the couch, pulling yourself up and you then made your way to the front door, being cautious not to make the slightest of sounds. You closed the door behind you, still being very careful, and walked towards the pretty sight you noticed earlier.

- Hello, Child of Man.

You turned around, facing the man who just spoke.

- Hey, Hornton… you smiled, but your heart wasn’t really into it.

He stepped closer to you, making you feel very small in comparison to his tall height. He reached his hand to the side of your face, gently placing a strand of your hair behind your ear as you shivered from the cold feeling. His hands were indeed pretty cold, but you put that on the cold weather. You sighed, feeling relieved that he wasn’t disgusted in you like your friends were, or like Vanessa was.

- You seem upset, is something the matter?

He spoke so softly and calmly, that made you want to burst out into uncontrollable tears and sobs: you wanted to sit and just cry. That’s all you wanted to do, as pathetic as it sounded…

- This girl… she wants to ruin me completely…

- Are you referring to Vanessa? What as she done to make you this sad?

You explained everything. You had cross your arms over your chest, shielding yourself from the sudden wind that was blowing cold, sniffling as you told Malleus what had happened these two last days. He listened silently, analysing your facial expressions and every inch of movement in your features, making sure he could catch your tears if any dared to fall down your cheeks. You remembered everything and told your horned friend everything, in details. How Deuce and Ace took her side, how she made you so mad you injured yourself, how she used you to get "proof", threatening you of blackmail…

- That sounds terrible indeed… He delicately held your wounded hand, tracing gentle circles on your palm.

- I just… don’t know what to do. I don’t want everyone to see me as a monster… A tear threatened to fall from your eye.

Malleus’ hand found its way to your cheek, wiping away the tear that had yet to fall with his thumb, slowly tracing over your skin. You bit your lip, trying not to cry in front of him: you wanted to be strong, or at least try and show you were, but you really, really wanted to let out all your emotions.

- "Everyone", like you said, will not fall for this snake’s vicious plan, only the stupid could believe such a liar. He caressed your cheek. And if some eventually decide to take her side, those were people you couldn’t have count on, and therefore, it would be the opportunity to let go of them.

Finally, he brought you close when he noticed your eyes getting red. He had a hand on your back as he held you close to his body. You held back a sad whimper and wrapped your arms around his torso lazily, finally crying your heart out as you buried your face in his chest. He played with your hair a bit, you could tell because he accidentally ran his finger into a knot, undoing it, careful not to hurt you. You could hear his deep voice humming a relaxing tune, one you swore you had already hear once upon a dream: you felt his chest vibrate as he lulled you to sleep. Your eyes eventually grew tired of pouring salty tears and you felt your eyelids get heavier and heavier. Before you could even realise it, you fell asleep against Malleus, and as the caring person he was, he picked you up, bridal style, and carried you to your room. He then got up from the ground, securing you in his arms as he flew onto the roof, next to your bedroom’s window.

- Ah! Hornton! Grim said, looking at Malleus as he opened the window, you still in arms.

He smiled at the demon cat. Grim gave him enough space to lay you down in the bed.

- Take care of her while I’m away, will you?

Grim nodded and took his place next to you, sighing peacefully as the horned man covered the both of you with the bedsheets. He then smiled at your relaxed expression, listening to your calm breathing. He waved goodbye to Grim as he made his way back to the window, closing it behind him as he stepped outside, disappearing into the dark of the night.

~ The next morning ~

The rain woke you up that day. You had groan and turn around a few times because of the thunder rolling… but it was simply impossible to go back to sleep after being awaken like that. What did make you sit up from your comfortable position though, was a loud noise, like a drawer closing, in your bedroom.

- Vanessa?! What are you doing??

- Oh God! Just go back to sleep… I’m just looking for something to wear!

You stood up, still shocked at how straightforward she was. Forget straightforward, she could’ve just asked you! It’s not like you could refuse anyway… she had something against you.

- See I’m going to this unbirthday party… Ace and Deuce invited me!

- I see…

She took notice of the saddened look on your features and only smiled, taking absolute delight in seeing you so pathetic and weak. She then let out the most annoying sounding gasp when her eyes feel upon your favorite blouse: it was an off white color, lace on the sleeves and collar, ruffles here and there with beautiful silver pearls.

- Take something else. That’s my favorite.

- You think I care? Don’t forget our little deal~

That’s not a deal if it only benefits you… or if it threatens me! You sighed, loudly.

- Don’t be like that! I have the perfect red skirt to wear with it! It’ll suit me better anyway, so it’s no waste!

- Haha… very funny. You better bring it back like it was.

- Yeah, yeah…

She then left, not even giving you another glance as she made her way back to her own room, slamming your door on the way.

- Mya-!! What happened!?

- Go back to sleep Grim… it was just Vanessa slamming the door.

He sat up, yawning like crazy as he stretched his tiny body. You ruffled his fur, right behind the ears as you got lost deep in thoughts.

- I have an idea! Let’s go hang out with Jack!

- Sure… that’ll be better than doing nothing, right?

~ 11 AM, in the courtyard ~

- I will teach her a lesson she’ll remember!!

- Jack- Calm down-

Jack has been growling for a while now. All because you told him about Vanessa… well, you only told him about what had happen earlier this morning. He didn’t need to hear about the blackmail, did he? It was something you could handle on your own, no need to worry your friends over nothing.

- She has no right to treat you that way!

- I know, I know…

Of course you knew. But it was also your fault. In all of this, you weren’t totally innocent… so you’ll deal with it yourself. After all, all you had to do was to not annoy Vanessa… easy enough!

- If she bothers you again, call me.

- Floyd told me the same… you giggled. I’m glad I can count on you, Jack.

- Anytime.

You sighed, somewhat happily. Walking next to Jack as he told you about his weird dream, Grim stopping to look at all the bugs in the grass… that was a pleasant morning, away from you worries.

- Y/n!

You turned around. Riddle was coming your way, which you found odd: did he need you for something? Wasn’t he supposed to prepare the unbirthday party? He seemed mad…

- I’m gonna need an explanation from you.

- About what..?

- Vanessa made me listen to something I wish I never listened to.

You gulped. She didn’t… she couldn’t have! You did nothing wrong!! You haven’t even seen her since she stole your shirt! Why did she do that?!

- So?

Jack had his hand on your shoulder, gently rubbing it to reassure you. He saw how distressed you got after Riddle told you why he was mad. Grim had jump on your other shoulder, menacingly staring at the Heartslabyul student.

- What’s your problem?? Grim hissed.

- My "problem", is that Y/n has insulted Vanessa, for no apparent reason, and unfortunately for her… Vanessa recorded it all.

- What? Jack said.

You were shaking by now. Sweat dripping down your forehead as tears pricked the corners of your eyes. You bit the inside of your cheek, your heart beating loudly and echoing in your tempers.

- I-I didn’t-

Part 1 • Part 3

I DON’T ALLOW ANY KIND OF USE OF MY WORK. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. DO NOT STEAL/COPY-PASTE/UPLOAD MY WORK ANYWHERE.

Female reader!, Twisted wonderland fanfiction, angst

I wasn’t expecting so much support for the previous part of this fic! I’m so glad you all liked it! Here comes the expected part 2!

A quick disclaimer, you’ll see it in the TW but I wanted to add more details to it: I do not recommend reading this if you suffer from a body dysmophoric disorder or if you feel insecure about how you look, as this part will have a few of this… it is not my responsibility if you decide to proceed despite that.

Remember that you’re beautiful as you are and no one or anything could change that, all there’s left is for your mind to adjust and for your heart to accept yourself, remember you’re loved and cherished❤️

TW: feeling inferior, insecure, a little bit of blood.

Part 2: What’s happening?

Ten turns. Eleven now. That’s how many times you had turn your body around in your bed. It was about 9 AM, a foggy Saturday morning and your motivation to get out of bed jumped out the window hours ago. Your bedsheets now were a mess, half of your pillows had fallen at the end of the bed and Grim was gripping your pyjama’s pants to prevent his miserable fall. You had done all your homework the night before: Floyd had knocked on the front door so hard that you almost screamed, his hair and clothes were a lot messier than they usually were and his knuckles on his left hand were swollen red… damn. You really wandered what he could’ve done.

He had your stuff under his arm, grinning at you with that same stupid face you would giggle at, but in that moment, you were still pretty down because of the previous events. Ace yelling at you, Vanessa, Deuce lecturing you like a failure of a child… that got you wondering if they didn’t just completely abandoned you for this girl: you could understand though, she was prettier, funnier… all of that. And all that made you sad, tired, exhausted even. You really just wanted to crawl under your bedsheets, holding your pillow close to your chest and let the walls of your room see your tears.

That’s what you did. And so, here you were, awake after only a few hours of sleep. You had cried, a lot, and you felt weak for doing so, you didn’t want a stupid and futile accident to get such a hold on you but you couldn’t help it: a piece of your heart had shattered, a tiny one, but big enough to make you want to sob. It wasn’t that big of a deal, but when your two best friends yelled at you like you had just hurt their favorite person… they never defended you like that. So why her? You felt vulnerable, like it was your fault your friends decided to take her side instead of yours, your fault that they’d rather hang out and eat lunch with her, your fault they found her more interesting than you. In the end, you and Vanessa were both magicless, but she had this charm that you didn’t have, and that, was the reason you were alone to cry right now.

- Deuce caught her tears like he never did for me. He rubbed her back, reassured her… I never had that, nor with him, nor with Ace…

Grim looked up. He had his face buried into a pillow right next to your thigh, he had try going back to sleep but had fail yet again. His ears perked:

- That’s what I’ve been telling you… they’re assholes.

- Then why did they pretend to be my friends? Did they just took pity on me?

- I think… they failed you. So they’re making everything right with Vanessa.

By tossing you aside. That would make sense: you always throw away your messed up doodle or fucked up draft, you’ll always end up keeping the nice, perfect version, no one wants a failed attempt. They didn’t want you anymore, you were nothing but the draft they kept until perfection, and perfection was not you.

- But it’s no big deal!! Why am I like this! God! I’m so dramatic! Aren’t I?!

The demon cat climbed on top of your chest, putting one of his paw on your cheek, preventing you from crying yet a second time. He was worried about you: it was rare to see you so distressed, even when you fell into this world, completely unaware of anything, you managed to stay calm and collected. You were sad and anxious, you were being abandoned by your two closest friends, Grim knew it too: it was only a matter of time before they officially left you behind, like trash they would toss onto the side of the road.

- It is a big deal. They’re treating you poorly! And all that for a stupid human!

- I’m a human too, Grim…

- But you’re my human... And you’re not stupid.

This was your last straw: you choked on a sob and held the cat close to you, hugging him lovingly: if Deuce and Ace didn’t want to have your back, you knew Grim would have it, and you would have his as well.

~ Around lunch time ~

After crying for a few hours, you decided to get up on your feet and go out. So, you got ready with a simple outfit, there was no need for the uniform since it was the weekend, you then went downstairs, followed by Grim. You noticed how quiet everything was: no Ace snoring on the couch, no Deuce panicking about his lost notes, there was an absolute and pressuring silence, and that bothered you. It bothered you to be alone, you would have no problem with it on another time, but considering what happened prior to this day, being alone wasn’t what you wanted the most… Ramshackle was empty, and so were you.

- Oh! You’re awake.

You turned around only to be met with Vanessa who stopped in her tracks at the top of the stairs: she was… you couldn’t lie… beautiful. She could’ve made everyone stop whatever they were doing to look and stare at her in awe. Her long blond locks were up in a high ponytail, iron curled to perfection, a cute red ribbon around it. Her face was adorable, shiny brown eyes, almond shaped that were giving her some long eyelashes -with more volume than they needed- and the colour of her irises making her freckles more recognisable. She had put on a peachy, glittery gloss on her lips: lips that were slightly parted so you could catch a glimpse of her perfect, straight white teeth. Her entire outfit made you scream jealousy, you could never look this good, right? Such a pretty white dress she had on… you hated her body, you hated it because you couldn’t have it… thin thighs, flat stomach, a normal sized chest… everything about the way she looked was perfect. No one ever bullied you for how you looked -only some lighthearted jokes- because you were already perfect. But she was prettier. And that cut you deep inside… but despite the angelic apparence she had on, which you knew was only a costume of her choice, she was looking at you, her eyes piercing into your soul, with disgust plastered on her face: she resented you…

- I thought you would’ve still be in bed.

- It’s noon…

- That I know. I just didn’t think you’d show your face after yesterday.

The last words she said with such hate, like it burned her throat to let them spill out from her mouth… she will not forgive you, that was for sure. Grim’s blood was boiling:

- It was an accident you idiot! Why would she leave someone in the rain?!

- Because she’s jealous to not have all the attention all over her, that’s why.

No time to answer, you were beyond shocked and so was Grim: she left after that, saying something about Ace and Deuce taking her for a tour of the campus, while still looking you up and down, grinning at how dumbfounded you now were. You stayed still, only twitching a little when she slammed the front door behind her. You eyes, glued to the floor. Grim was calling out your name, he tried getting your attention so hard but you couldn’t hear him: only a ring in your ears before it happened.

Blood.

Blood was dripping down your hand as the pain running in your knuckles yanked away from your throat a painful growl. It hurt. But not as much as the words that kept bouncing around in your head… the mirror was as shattered as your heart. Pieces of glass fell to the floor as you sunk down next to them, your back against the door, Grim panicking…

~ In the evening ~

Your head was throbbing, you had this twitching pain in your hand… you felt distressed when you opened your eyes, finding yourself being somewhere different than in the entryway of the dorm: it was your bedroom. You were staring right at the ceiling, the light in the room was dim, only a candle that was near its lifetime end had been lit up on your nightstand. You looked at it, to your left, and surpassed a yawn. You felt as if you had sleep an entire day.

- Ah good. You’re awake.

- J-Jade..?

Jade smiled at you kindly, walking towards your bed and sitting by your side. He brought to your forehead a slightly wet and cold handkerchief he had cautiously prepare for when you’d wake up. His face was stoic: he showed no worry, no distress, just a calm and collected expression on his features.

- Floyd was very worried about you, you know?

- He was..?

- Mhm~ He wanted to share lunch with you but only found your injured body on the floor.

“Injured body”… your body was fine. It was just your hand that was wounded. You noticed bandages wrapped around it so you assumed it wasn’t that deadly of a cut. You looked up at Jade:

- Where is h-

- Shrimpyyyy!!

You only had time to blink before a long shadow jumped on top of your small self. It was heavy!

- I’m so glad you’re all better now!

Floyd. You couldn’t help a small smile to form on your lips as your hand ruffled his hair. His face had find its way into your chest and he nuzzled into it, hugging your waist as he hummed a happy tune, happily sighing when you patted his back. You didn’t think he would get so worked up over you but here he was: holding you close and feeling relieved that you were fine. His brother took it as a clue to leave, smiling as he closed the door, letting you two be alone for the time being. A dark veil then casted over your eyes as you closed them, resting your head more comfortably into your pillow, still rubbing and drawing circles on the man’s back. After a while, he looked up at you, a pout on his lips, cheeks puffed and a frown:

- I almost died on the spot when I saw you dead on the floor Shrimpy!

- Aren’t you overreacting? I just fainte-

- I’m not! Why did you even faint?!

You gulped. Your saliva struggling to go down your throat as you clenched the hem of the bedsheets in your not injured hand. Now you remembered: you only fainted because of the hundred thoughts that went through your mind the moment Vanessa left you alone at the dorm. So many hurtful words that you didn’t even hear! Hurtful words that your subconscious yelled at you… painful insults about you… so many things you wish you never heard. “Don’t blame yourself, Y/n!” you thought: it’s true, it wasn’t your mistake to feel down and then have a breakdown, it was Vanessa’s. You inhaled deeply, letting out a shaky sigh a couple of seconds later.

- Well… remember when Ace yelled at me yesterday..?

Floyd’s face turned dark and he tried getting up. You held him back with all the strength you could put into your muscles:

- It’s not Ace’s fault! Gosh… it’s about what he said… Vanessa.

- If it’s her fault you fainted then I officially don’t like her.

Welcome to the Vanessa hate club… you played with his earring and sniffled as your nose got itchy, signalling you that tears were going to pop up at the corner of your eyes at any moment. You looked out the window only to notice how dark it’s gotten, it must’ve been past 8 PM by now…

- She said that… I should’ve stayed in bed and not show my face after what I did yesterday…

- She also said Y/n was jealous to not get 100% of the attention! Grim jumped on the bed.

Floyd let out a sight but not an exasperated one: one that seemed to expressed how annoyed and upset he was, his blood was boiling and he must’ve been shaking because you felt his hands tremble when he brushed your skin for a second. You were scared he was about to unleash his anger out on Ace or Vanessa, he would’ve been capable of giving them "the squeeze" if it wasn’t for you calming him down… he had anger issues just like you.

- I’ll be fine… I’ll just avoid her…

You could’ve kicked her out of the dorm, but in the end, it would’ve been your fault, you were the one that would take all the blame. Why? Because she already had Ace and Deuce eating in the palm of her hand, just like two ignorant young birds. She also had the stupid Headmage on her side, since she was such a "poor, poor dear"…

You wished she never came here…

~ The next day, in the morning ~

You had woke up by Floyd shaking you around like crazy, saying that Jade had make you and Grim some delicious pancakes for breakfast: naturally, you both had run downstairs. The morning was calm… too calm. You knew something was up in the thin air, something bad… and it will happen to you. You were cautious with your every move, keeping an eye on the surroundings.

- We’ll be on our way Y/n. I hope we didn’t bother you too much by staying the night?

- Of course not, Jade! Thank you again, so much, for staying by my side.

Jade smiled at you, patting your head before putting on his coat and heading out the door, walking slowly to give his brother the time to say goodbye.

- Have a fun Sunday Little Shrimpy~ His smile faded right after that. Call me if a bitch messes with you.

You laughed and nodded, reassuring him that everything would be fine and that you could handle yourself from now on. That was true, right..? Vanessa was out, once again, to hang out with the Adeuce duo, and therefore, you and Grim would be alone for the day, nothing to worry about so far.

- Thanks Floyd, I’ll call you if anything tries to kill me! You joked with a smile and pushed him out the door.

He only laughed and followed his brother down the path, Jade already walking faster, the both of them waving at you. Grim then jumped on your shoulder, struggling to hold back a yawn:

- They’re not so bad.

- I thought you hated them, Grim.

You playfully rolled your eyes to the sky when he called out your name in a whine, saying that a "Great Mage’s opinions" could indeed change.

~ In the late afternoon ~

You and Grim has spend a few hours cleaning the dorm, well, mostly you, but he did try to dust some shelves. It had been so time consuming for the both of you that neither of you noticed the clock indicating that it was already 4 PM, also known as snack time. You disposed of the cleaning supplies and put them back where they belonged, telling Grim to go wash his paws while you would do the same with your hands. Suddenly, a knock was heard on the wooden front door: you dried your hands in a towel and hurried towards the entrance, opening the door quickly.

- Jack! Hello!

- Hey Y/n. He rubbed the back of his neck.

He was a bit shy to meet up with you alone, you could tell, but that made you smile. He handed you a medium sized bag that smelled of delicious pastries and you inhaled it loudly, taking the paper bag in your hands.

- Thank you! Grim and I were getting hungry!

- No problem… I heard about your injury. How do you feel?

- Oh? The twins told you? Well, I’m feeling much better thanks! You showed him your hand, still wrapped in bandages, in different angles. But fainting was the worst part…

Jack seemed surprised, telling you that he had no idea you even fainted… you felt bad to not have reached out to him earlier today, he was your friend after all, you should’ve let him know sooner. He then reached his huge hand out, patting you on the head.

- It’s okay… I just find it odd that Ace and Deuce didn’t tell me…

- Yeah… we’re not on the best terms at the moment… You looked down at your feet.

The wolf grabbed the paper bag from your small hands, delicately, as he closed the door behind him. He took of his shoes, noticing how clean Ramshackle was, guiding you to the lounge with a hand on your back, warm and comforting. You both sat on the couch, Grim following you guys and sitting next to you. Jack then took the pastries out of the bag and displayed them on the coffee table, letting the demon cat grab and stuff his face with a small raspberry tart.

- What happened? It’s not common for these two to be mad at someone, right?

- Nothing special… they just prefer the new girl…

- I see… well… I guess you can say they weren’t the best of friends. Look at it the positive way, Y/n: that’s less people to worry about.

That made you smile slightly: he was right, it was less people to worry about… even if you loved these people a lot. Ace and Deuce were your very first friends at Night Raven, so it would be difficult to imagine your days going on without them. You tried to forget about this for now and grabbed a strawberry tart, biting into it. You had Grim, Jack and the others. It would be fine.

~ Late evening ~

You turned the faucet of the kitchen’ sink off. You had clean the few dishes that were left scattered in the sink and you also took out the trash, tossing out the cardboard plates and box from the pastries you had eat earlier. Jack had already go back to his dorm, bidding you and Grim goodbye as he walked down Ramshackle’s path. You kept going onto small cleaning tasks until you heard the door slam shut in a loud noise.

- Oh, Y/n!

You gasped, turning around so abruptly. Your skeleton almost jumped out of your skin!

- Vanessa- you scared the crap out of me!

- Oh! My, my… I’m so sorry!

- Don’t slam the door…

- I’m sorry, really!

Don’t give me that sweet angel talk, I know it’s fake, you snake. Was what you thought in that moment, but you never voiced it. She seemed to be looking way too sweet right now… her face was soft, adorning a gentle smile on her glossy lips. She walked towards you, still smiling and twiddling her fingers. Her eyes suddenly found their way on the floor, analysing every inches of the wooden planks, some strands of her hair falling over her shoulder and chest.

- I really wanted to apologise for not being there for you…

- What?

- You know… I feel like we had a bad start, and I’d like to start all over again! She paused for a moment. I heard you got injured today, and I wanted to apologise for not helping you then… I really hope we can be friends in the future!

Some dust must’ve been stuck in your ears after cleaning or maybe you were getting audition problems because you swore that she just apologised… hmm… what the fuck? Yeah, no. You were not buying that shit. She had caused you a lot of worries in only two days… how could she be sincere now? That’s why you got suspicious: she was not being genuine, she obviously hated your guts, for some reasons, and she wasn’t going to "play friends" with you just for the sake of it, you wouldn’t have allowed it anyway… You let out a heavy and irritated sounding sigh, surprising her.

- Quit acting. I know you’re saying that to make yourself look good, of course you don’t want to be friends. You hate me.

She was certainly taken aback by your statement, she probably wanted you to play along, but you wouldn’t fall for it. She clenched her fists, gritting her teeth and kept on going: "I’m so sorry!", "Please forgive me!", "I wanna be friends!"… all lies. You head was throbbing in anger, your entire body was shaking with rage. She was getting on your nerves reaaaal good. You couldn’t deal with more of this two faced snake anymore, this girl was going to drive you completely nuts.

- Shut up!! Don’t you play the innocent, sweet angel with me! You’re a witch! A real bitch!!

- W-what..??

- That’s right! I won’t fall for your trick! Get out of my sight!!

Part 2

I DON’T ALLOW ANY KIND OF USE OF MY WORK. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. DO NOT STEAL/COPY-PASTE/UPLOAD MY WORK ANYWHERE.

Female reader!, Twisted wonderland fanfiction, angst

Here I come, bursting through the door, with a freshly baked fic!

In the fic I’m presenting you today, you have to face a slight problem: a new girl appears at Night Raven College… don’t get me wrong! Your first intention is to befriend her and make her stay in this magical world a nice and normal one (if the word normal can even apply in this universe) but the new girl has other plans and you’ll found this out in an unpleasant way…

TW: None for this chapter.

Part 1: What could go wrong?

You would have called it a rather normal day -aside from Deuce and Ace chaotic energy- if it wasn’t for the Headmage, Crowley, announcing you that you wouldn’t be the only girl at Night Raven College anymore. To say you were surprised was an understatement: you were beyond shocked. There’s no way to send you home but there’s a way to invite another poor person into this world? That’s what you asked to the Headmage.

- "What? Oh gracious no! Not at all! In fact, I’m actively looking into your case of trespa- journey here! You’re so rude to me, oh poor poor me!~ He had his hand on his heart, acting as if you just wounded his feelings. See this young girl who got here so mysteriously is in the same situation as you are! Oh poor dear got sent here all alone and she was sooo terrified!~"

Guess what? No you didn’t care about his rude remarks anymore, but! You were once again asked to help "poor" Crowley with his problems. So here you were, tidying up one of the bedrooms at Ramshackle in hope of making it comfortable for the new girl: she was assigned to your dorm as she, just like you, didn’t have any magical powers. You found the odds of having someone just like you arrive in this world and join your dorm suspicious. You thought, well, you hoped for your case to be the only exception: you didn’t want a mentally stable person, like you used to be, stepping into this world (especially if they wanted to stay mentally stable…).

Grim wasn’t really excited about sharing his life with someone other than you, also mentioning how the ghosts were too much in this shady dorm… you found the statement funny and heartwarming: you didn’t want sharing this comfortable little dorm life you had with someone other than Grim, especially a stranger you had yet to know if you could trust. You tried to reassure yourself and told your friend that the person joining you guys will be just as lost as you were on your first day and that you’ll have to work it out together. Nothing too bad right? It would be fine, you had your friends to help you and this girl might be a lovely person! Having a friend of the same gender would be nice, not that you didn’t like the boys, but sometimes, the feeling of being alone was a lot on your shoulders and you had no one to vent to…

~ The next morning, one hour before class ~

- Grim! Wake up!

You were gently shaking him awake. He mumbled something before yawning and stretching, you gave him some time to get up and finished getting ready for the day: you saw a glimpse of blonde locks turning the corner of the hallway and you took a second to remember that the day before, Vanessa, the new girl, joined the Ramshackle Dorm at late evening. The Headmage had open the door so violently that you nearly choked on your food, Grimm letting out a squeal of surprise and fear. “I brought your new feminine friend!” Crowley exclaimed dramatically, arms in the air with a big, evil smile on his stupid face.

Naturally, the man didn’t took your opinions for relevant, and so, you had no choice but to put away your dinner and show Vanessa around. Your new dorm mate had quite long hair: it was a pale blonde and her hairstyle was straight with a scent of coconut shampoo. She had dreamy, clear brown eyes in almond shapes, her cheeks had very faint, small freckles and a light blush could be seen across her small nose. She was a bit shy, no words managed to slip past her lips when you introduced yourself to her, nor did she take your hand when you extended it for her to grab as a welcoming gesture… she was distressed, you thought. For now, you didn’t get to learn about her personality, so you weren’t sure what kind of things she liked or dislikes, you didn’t know how to approach her and you didn’t know if she was scared of you. Oh well, you had time for this right? It’s not like Crowley is actually looking into a way to send you back home, therefore you had plenty of moments you could try to share with Vanessa.

You ran downstairs, catching yourself on the railing before you tripped on the last stairs, and went to the lounge. You grabbed your notes that you left messily scattered on the coffee table after a night of studying for a test. Whistling a song you heard recently, you put the papers in your history book and shoved your school supplies into your bag. Looking at the time, you went back upstairs and into your room, sighing at the sight.

- Wake up! Lazy cat! We’re gonna be late!

He squeaked when you yanked the sheets off of him, letting them fall at the end of the bed, you’ll make the bed when you get back, nothing too important. Grim grumbled something you could not understand even if you tried and you picked him up, adjusting his bow.

- Let’s go now… I don’t want to be late because of a certain sleepyhead.

You held him close to your chest and went back downstairs, grabbing your keys on the kitchen’s counter and glanced back at the stairs.

- Vanessa? Are you ready?

You swore that you heard her curse under her breath, but of course, she was too far away for you to make out actual words. You then saw her walking out of her room and she smiled timidly at you, brushing a piece of her hair behind her ear as she took the stairs. Her hand was clutching her handbag as she proceeded to follow you outside.

- I’ll introduce you to my friends before our first class starts, how does that sound?

She smiled and nodded: you really wanted her to speak to you, honestly… communication was key in a relationship right? Well, you believed it was the same for friendship, she needed to voice her opinions and make herself heard (especially in a school with loud boys popping up at every corner). You internally laughed at your brain imagining Vanessa’s face when she’ll meet Deuce and Ace. By the way, did she even know the school she appeared at was meant only for the male audience?

- By the way, did you even know the school had absolutely no girl enrolled here? I figured that the Headmage forgot to tell you since he’s not very relia-

- Yes, I know, he actually did tell me.

By The Great Seven! Did she just speak to you? Forget this. Did she just say that Crowley -wait- HOW? She just got here and shes already doing better than you! Not that it was your fault for feeling completely lost, it was Crowley’s fault! Stupid bird man threw you onto the school grounds with nothing but your uniform: he could’ve told you to "manage" shit by yourself, it would’ve been the same!

Le sigh. That’s one person you can not shit talk about Crowley with. She seemed to like talking about him and his kindness… if you didn’t hate this man before you sure despised him now.

~ At the cafeteria ~

You had time before your first class so you headed towards the cafeteria to get a well deserved breakfast, dragging Vanessa and Grim along. Some people stared at you three, of course, you knew they were staring at Vanessa, the new uninvited magicless girl, surely she was the new talk of the school. You almost felt bad for her, you used to be in her shoes after all. Well, you still are, but hey! You got friends now! Everything’s fine…

- Ah! There they are!

You smiled and gestured with your chin at the table your two closest friends were sitting at. One was reading, the other stuffing his face. You gently grabbed your new dorm mate’s arm and led her towards the table, Grim jumped from your arms and was already running towards it to grab food.

- Hey there my favorite cards! How are you all doing?

- Y/n stop! That nickname is ridiculo-

Ace stopped mid sentence: haha! Surprise! Another lost soul joined you guys crazy world! You sat next to Deuce who was still deep into his reading, he was not paying attention to Vanessa but he mindlessly handed you a plate with a bunch of pastries on it. You grabbed it with a thanks and held back a yawn as you picked a croissant, setting the plate in front of Vanessa. She sat next to a shocked Ace.

- Ace, as you can see, another girl has joined us, her name is Vanessa, you gestured to her with a slight smile, please be nice to her.

- Deuce!

Deuce finally looked up from his book as his dorm mate called out his name. He frowned after getting distracted from his studies but soon his facial expression turned from annoyance to surprise. He almost choked on his saliva as you patted his back, holding back a laugh.

- Like I said, this is Vanessa and she joined Ramshackle yesterday. She’ll be joining us on our classes from now on.

- Wait! Did she get here through the Dark Mirror? That means there’s a way to send you home, Y/n! Right? Deuce said enthusiastically.

You hummed and shook your head: even if Vanessa got here through the mirror, you still weren’t sure if the Headmage could actually send you home. Your world is completely unknown to this one… you took another bite from your pastry and poured yourself a glass of milk.

- The Headmage seem to be lacking in the common sense department. He says he’s trying very hard to send me home but I bet he forgot about m-

- That’s a rude thing to say about him. You were cut of by Vanessa.

- What?

She sighed and put on, what you could describe as, a fake smile. Playing with a piece of her hair, she then ranted about how the Headmage seemed so disappointed in having failed yet another attempt to send you home. Like you would even believe her. Or maybe she just drank his words: Crowley sure was known to be theatrical and playing the role of the victim.

Your heart was racing with anger, see, you have a really hard time controlling your emotions, especially your hatred, and what Vanessa said? That! That angered you really reaaally bad. You scoffed. What even was that little tone she had in her mouth when she spilled her words from her glossy lips? Did she want you to feel shame or guilt for badmouthing the Headmage? You blinked and sigh:

- With all due respect Vanessa, you just got here. I’ve been stuck here for nearly five months and the Headmage, unlike what you said, is definitely NOT looking into a way to send me home. You got up, not bothering to look at Deuce and Ace who were a bit taken aback by your reaction, not that they never experienced it before.

The girl frowned, watching as you headed out of the cafeteria, Grim following you with a bunch of sweets and pastries in his tiny arms, almost letting one fall on the way. Your pace was fast and your blood was boiling: no it wasn’t a big deal, you knew that. It was your anger issues taking a hold of you and you cursed yourself for reacting in such a way, but you couldn’t help it. Vanessa just got here! She has no right to call you rude! You were not rude! You were impatient, -actually you were really patient for having dealt with this school for so long- you just wanted to go home.

You didn’t wait for your friends: you immediately went to class, followed by Grim. You angrily sat at your desk, taking out your stuff for todays lesson and sighed once again.

~ After the first period ~

- Let’s race to lunch! Ace yelled.

- Housewarden will get mad if he sees us! Deuce replied.

- Who’s the housewa- Vanessa never finished her sentence and ran after the two boys towards the cafeteria.

You heard your friends ran past you with Vanessa. They didn’t wait for you, they didn’t ask if you felt better, nor did they even sit next to you in class. You could hear Grim grumble something as he jumped on your shoulder:

- I don’t like this human! I’ve been holding back, but right now I wanna let her know who’s the real boss around here!

- I know that she will get on my nerves soon.

- We better teach her a lesson, waddya think Y/n?

You shook your head from left to right:

- We can’t do that Grim, we’ll get in trouble and we have enough of that…

The monster cat grumbled once again and pout, you walked towards the cafeteria in hope of finding an empty table: you were simply not in the mood to join anyone to chat.

~ After lunch, history lesson~

Today’s subject… was… boring. Your mind wandered out the window and your eyes were not even glued outside but on a dirty stain on the glass. Your fingers were randomly tapping on the desk and the words that you heard from Professor Trein were nothing but an incoherent mumble to your ears. Your leg was bouncing, was it anger or nervousness? You didn’t know but something kept ringing in your ears: you didn’t like Vanessa. What she said at lunch seemed to haven been enough for you, she said what you needed to hear to dislike her, and honestly? You didn’t feel bad one bit. You decided to settle and trust your instincts for now.

You sighed quietly and focused back on your notebook, noticing random doodles Grim made using your pencil. You smiled and rubbed the fur ball’s head who was sitting on your lap. He looked back at you and grinned. You tried focusing back on the lesson but couldn’t find the energy to do so more than five minutes, instead, your eyes wandered around, looking for Vanessa, you couldn’t help it, she was the main character of your worries now. When you found her, you noticed how close she was getting with Ace, they sat together and right now they were talking and joking silently. You bit your lip anxiously, you now had a bad feeling and it was sinking down in your stomach, making you want to throw up from how bad your imagination was getting. This is not going to end well and you better brace yourself for what was to come.

~ At the library, after classes ~

- Man, this rain sucks! We can’t even walk back to the dorm!

Your heard Grim complain about the weather, his paws dramatically placed on the glass, you hummed lightly, looking into your pencil case for an eraser. Pouting and brushing a piece of your hair behind your ear, you grabbed the purple eraser you bought at the school store.

- It’ll end soon Gri-

- Hey Little Shrimpy~ what are you doing?~

Floyd. Your heart almost skipped a bit: he had the talent to sneak behind you without making the slightest of sound, so, naturally, you almost jumped off your chair and out of your skin, especially considering how loud he could talk. His voice, like a hiss in your left ear as he sat next to you. He giggled, grinning like the idiot he was and stole your eraser.

- You’re already doing your homework? You’re boring Shrimpy~ he leaned back in his chair, balancing himself on it.

- Well, the earlier they’re done, the earlier I’ll go off to cause mischief and chaos.

- Now THAT is fun!! I wanna join Little Shrimpy on her silly adventures!~

You rolled your eyes up to the sky and snatch back your eraser from his gigantic hand. He was still balancing all of his weight on the chair and that devilish smirk was like glued to his face. You went back to writing:

- One of us will end up a mess if we go on a journey. Wether it’s me or you, we’re not making it out of trouble together. You smiled back at him.

Floyd looked at you for a moment then started laughing and smacking the desk, fortunately avoiding to knock over half of your stuff. This man obviously forgot he was in a library and kept on laughing like a psycho: you heard heavy footsteps, just like someone was stomping their way over where you guys were. You smacked your hand over the moray eel’s mouth, which made out a slapping sound and a gasp from the man’s mouth, you felt him growl against your palm and you swore he had the tip of his teeth on your sensitive skin. From the corner of your eye, you could make out the shape and colour of Ace’s hair. He seemed angry, and you didn’t like that.

- Y/n.

- Ace..?

He walked over to the table you were sitting at and placed a hand on his hip, in a very sassy way… his eyebrows were wrinkled in an angry way above his eyes and this look was directed to you and only you. You felt small: not that Ace was that tall, but he clearly had a problem with you and the thing was, you didn’t know what it was about because you couldn’t recall something that you may have done that could’ve upset him today. You swallowed thick and looked at him in the eyes, raising an eyebrow in confusion. That only made him tap his foot on the ground in impatience.

- What’s your problem with Little Shrimpy?

Floyd had already grabbed your hand away from his mouth: he didn’t let go of it though, he was holding it gently in his big one. You heard the tone in his voice and it was clear he didn’t like the tone Ace used to speak to you. His sharp teeth were showing and his smile was long gone.

- My problem is that she doesn’t like the new girl. She left her alone and waiting in the cold rain! He then looked at you: You have the keys to Ramshackle right? Then why did you not walk back to the dorm with Vanessa? Deuce just told me over the phone! She was soaking wet waiting for you!

- I-I don’t dislike he-

- You clearly do! The way you talked to her this morning? Don’t you remember? I know you might be jealous to not be the only girl here anymore, but you’re not the center of the attention! Now go help her get inside!

You didn’t wait for him to reply, nor did you bother gathering your stuff. You walked out of the library at a fast pace, your face still drawing the shock on your features: Grim followed behind you in a hurry, jumping on your shoulder as he grumbled something about Ace acting like an asshole. The last thing you heard before leaving the library was Floyd yelling at your friend.

You took off your jacket and threw it above your head, covering Grim’s body from the rain. The cold wind hitting you hard in the face and the legs, you hurried your walk, now running and keeping your teeth from shuddering. The keys you had grabbed from your pocket were clutched in your hand and it left an imprint on your palm, cutting you in the process, bringing tears at the corner of your eyes. You didn’t really feel the pain, so why were you crying? It was just an accident, right? Ace didn’t have to yell at you… and what the fuck was that?! You were not jealous! You were glad to not be the only outsider anymore! You never wanted to be the center of attention! His words hurt you deep, you didn’t show it, but it hurt. Was that what he thought of you all along? An attention seeker?! Talk about a friend!

Grim had his paw on your cheek, wiping away the tear you never wanted to let slide down your face: you never thought he would be worried about you, but the look on the cat’s face was enough to cause a sob out of your throat. You ran back to Ramshackle and you were now met with a sorry sight: Vanessa was sitting by the front door, her knees glued to her chest, a crying face and wet hair sticking to her cheeks. Deuce was by her side, an umbrella brought upon the two, he was rubbing her back. He then looked at you, a mix of disappointment and anger dancing in his features.