Thanks so very much to @nbdummy for breaking my heart and activating my attachment problems after the latest wonderful chapter on Adaptions. And before anyone cancels me yes I got permission from them to write a fanfic based off adaptions. And yes, yes I am indeed a loser 🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲 Yeah, I think y’all already know what’s up with this oneshot. Cmon let’s all gather up and cry together cuz I’m we were ALL sobbing after this chapter
Ever since Alcina woke up things had been rocky between the two of you. She refused to speak to you, let alone see you. Alcina spent most of her time away from you and with Daniela watching over her. She was so angry with you that she couldn’t even spare you a glance. It hurt. To say it hurt was an understatement, it felt sick.
You tried seeking her out in the beginning, but it seemed to push her away and further upset her. Alcina was absolutely livid with you after what happened with Daniela and Cassandra. The brunette’s cheek had finally healed and Daniela was well on her way to healing, but it didn’t change how Alcina felt towards you.
It hurt that she blamed you for what happened to the girls, hurt that she couldn’t talk with you, hurt that she was taking it all out on you, hurt that she refused to even see you. Maria was kind enough to let you stay in her room, even though you had both shared it at one point. She was always a great comfort to you, but she spent a lot of time with Daniela during the day and you weren’t able to spend time with her given that Alcina was also with Daniela. Even Petr remained with Cass and Daniela, and Ophelia was busy in the kitchen. There wasn’t anyone you could go to to seek comfort.
It got to a point where you started blaming yourself, stopped eating and showering, and shut yourself up in the workshop. You would spend the entire day in the worship crying your eyes out and screaming for hours at a time. Sometimes Ophelia would send one of the cooks to bring you a plate of food, but you usually fed the food to the animals and took only a little. No one bothered you in the workshop and it felt so incredibly lonely being by yourself. It was almost a form of punishment to lock yourself up in the workshop, although you didn’t care. Nothing mattered anymore. Alcina was too upset to look at you and blamed you for your Daniela’s near death.
And you did too. Everyone told you it wasn’t your fault, that you were only trying to protect your beloved fiancé, that if it weren’t for you, Alcina would likely be dead. Even so, it was your fault for what happened to Daniela. You didn’t want it to be true but you couldn’t put that blame on anyone else. If you had just trusted Alcina to fight off those creatures and protect the daughters, Daniela wouldn’t be a pile of flies. The look on Alcina’s face, a mixture of betrayal and rage when she found out what happened to Daniela haunted you. You’d never be able to get that look out of your mind.
You didn’t feel welcomed in the castle anymore, it no longer felt like a home to you. It felt more like a prison to you, like nobody wanted you there, not even Maria. You wondered if she blamed you for Daniela too….
The only comfort you had was the plants. You moved a few of them from the greenhouse into the workshop with the help of Therese. The girl was nice enough to lend a hand. You spent a little time in the greenhouse under the UV lights, but just enough to stay energized. You needed answers. What were those things? Those creatures that attacked the castle that night. What the hell were they? And where did they come from?
The tree branch you found had flourished ten times over. You kept it hidden from sight in the workshop where no one would find it. You figured it was safer to keep it out of the castle and away from all the others in a place where you could watch it. It was unlike any plant you had ever seen in your life, and you wondered how the moldy moss was able to grow from a tree branch. If you focused hard enough and concentrated on it, you could see glimpses into the plant’s insides. Visions would appear before you but not enough to know what you were seeing. Sometimes you would hear an all too familiar voice from somewhere far away and as soon as you’d get close to the truth, it would vanish. You’d pass out, unable to fight the nausea the plant emitted and feel overwhelmed with sickness.
You became obsessed with the plant and now decided to spend all your time in the workshop. You moved a UV light from the greenhouse and kept it above the plant. The light helped you fight the sickness and you found you were able to stay awake and concentrate on the feeling the plant gave off better. You grabbed a few blankets from your room, a pillow, and stocked up on firewood to keep the workshop as warm as you possibly could. You made a bed out of straw and animal hides close to the fire and spent the nights in the workshop.
The UV light gave you enough energy to feel fed, although you couldn’t remember the last time you had a proper meal. You didn’t know how long it had been since you showered or how many nights you spent in the workshop…. When was the last time someone came out to visit you?
None of it mattered. You needed answers from the plant and needed to know what those creatures were. Daniela had almost died, along with Alcina and Cassandra, and that was entirely your fault. You couldn’t explain how you knew it, but you knew you were connected to it somehow. You knew you were responsible for what happened the night the castle was attacked. It was safer for everyone else if you kept yourself locked in the workshop and away from everyone else. You didn’t want to get anyone else almost killed.
Ophelia, Petr, Maria, and even your mother tried to talk to you and pleaded with you to come out. “You didn’t do anything wrong, YN! None of this is your fault!” “Kid, you need to eat something! Please, you must be starved!” “You can’t blame yourself for what happened.” “Please, come out and see us! Everyone misses you, even Alcina’s been asking about you!” They would all say.
“I SAID LEAVE ME ALONE!” you screamed. The plants around you shook in your rage, one of them tumbling out of their pot and falling to the ground.
“I SAID LEAVE!” After a few minutes, you heard footsteps walking away and soon you couldn’t hear their voices anymore. You wiped your tears away and smashed your fists on the desk. “I don’t need help. I need answers!” Your hands were shaking with rage and fury as you redirected your attention to the plant that sat in front of you. “Show me,” you said to it. The plant seemed to glow and again, a familiar wave of nausea came over you.
Sweat trickled down the side of your face and you wiped your forehead taking a deep breath. “Come on,” you growled. It felt like your stomach was doing backflips, your whole body was shaking, and you continued to fight through the sickness. “Show me!” The plant opened up slightly, a little white orb inside of it. Black spots appeared before your vision and you shook your head trying to stay as focused as you possibly could. You fought with all your might to stay awake and not throw up. Something wet and warm trickled down your nose but you paid no mind to it and continued fighting the plant.
You could hear your heart beating in your ears like a drum, your vision was blurry, blood was pouring out of your nose, and your whole body was shaking like mad. You heard something tapping on the door but focused your attention to the plant. “Come on!” The world was spinning around you, you felt dizzy, your body felt like it had just been in a car crash, and just as the door opened up, you crashed to the ground.
“YN!” Alcina shouted as your body began to convulse on the ground. She raced over to you and moved you away from the table, protecting your head from hitting anything as your body seized on the ground. She had finally decided that it was time for you both to talk and asked Maria where you were. When she told her that you had locked yourself in the workshop for days refusing any meals and screamed at your friends and mother to stay away from you, she became worried. Daniela was almost fully healed and it helped to ease her mind and allowed Alcina to think. The redhead could speak again, although not very well as her face was still forming. Alcina knew she had to see you, she missed you and needed your comfort. It wasn’t fair to keep you shut out and treat you like this. She loved you and she knew she was wrong for blaming you. When Alcina had learned about how you were fairing, she quickly became concerned. But she did not imagine things to be this bad.
Once you stopped seizing, Alcina scooped your body up in her arms, taking note of the strange plant on your workbench, and raced back to the castle. “Oh shit, what happened!?” “Are they okay?” “Why are they passed out?” Your friends asked Alcina as she swept passed them and headed for the greenhouse. She laid you down on a lawn chair underneath the UV lights, now able to see you better.
You looked sickeningly thin and pale, almost like a ghost. The familiar brown spots on your skin were visible, your hair was a mess, your eyes were glazed over, you were sweaty and shaking, blood poured out of both nostrils, and you looked so sick. Alcina felt her heart break and placed a hand over her mouth as tears came to her eyes. How could she have treated you so terribly!? How could she have abandoned you and hurt you like this? “Oh, darling,” Alcina whispered, wiping your nose and cleaning up the blood with a handkerchief.
Bela and Cassandra came in with Maria, Petr brought a bucket of warm, soapy water, and Ophelia had made a hearty plate of all your favorite foods. Your mother had already laid down for the night and Alcina felt it was best if she didn’t see you like this, especially since she hadn’t even met her yet. “What happened?” Bela asked as they all peered down at your sickening form. You looked so unhealthy and unwell that it scared everyone.
Alcina explained what had happened in the workshop, how you had seized and bled from your nose. She took a towel from Petr and wet it in the bucket before cleaning dirt and blood off your face. “They had a seizure?” Ophelia asked, brows raised in concern.
“How did that even happen?” Cassandra asked.
“It’s that damned plant they took with them to the workshop!” Maria said angrily. “They wanted to study it more and it must’ve caused this,” she gestured to the brown spots on your body.
“But why would they do this?” Cass asked.
“I don’t know. They said they wanted answers from the plant, but they wouldn’t say anything more,” Maria explained.
“I don’t understand what answers they could possibly expect to find,” Alcina said angrily. “How could they even believe they would be able to understand that strange plant?”
“I don’t know, but they said they’ve seen… visions,” Maria said.
“Yeah, it’s true. Right before YN decided to start sleeping in the workshop, they said they were starting to understand that weird plant in the greenhouse, said it was showing them something.”
“I never should have let them out of my sights,” Ophelia sighed. An uncomfortable silence stretched on for a few minutes.
“So, what exactly have they seen?” Cassandra asked, breaking the silence.
“They didn’t say,” Maria responded.
“We can ask them once they wake up,” Bela said.
“Yeah, but it might be days before they wake up. Remember how long it took when they got sick last time?” Cassandra said, folding her arms across her chest.
“Yeah, but this time they have the lights to help. It shouldn’t be too long before they wake,” Maria replied.
Alcina finished wiping your now clean face and held your hands. Your friends say with you for the next couple hours chatting among themselves and trying to figure out what had occurred. Cassandra and Bela helped Daniela down to the greenhouse and settled her in a recliner next you. One of her flies flew over to you and rested on your chest comfortably.
After a couple of hours, you grimaced and clutched your stomach, turning on your side. “Darling? Are you awake?” Alcina asked, putting a hand on your shoulder. The world was spinning madly and your stomach felt like it was inside out. You fell out of the chair and felt yourself getting sick. Your body shook and sweat trickled down your body as you threw up. “YN! Are you alright?” someone asked.
“Grab a bucket or something,” another person said. You could feel someone’s hands on your back rubbing you softly as you continued pouring your stomach out. “What is that stuff?” You opened your eyes and sniffed, wiping your tears on your shirt. Whatever you were throwing up looked black and gross, like a mossy gel. Your heart was hammering in your chest as you shook on the floor trying to piece together everything that had happened.
The familiar lawn chairs and plants were around you so you knew you must be in the greenhouse, although you don’t remember ever leaving the workshop. “Are they done?” you heard Cass ask.
“I don’t know,” Bela said.
“Sweetheart?” Alcina’s voice asked. You felt a cold sensation sweep over your body and went numb. “YN? I need you to look at me,” she said. You couldn’t. You could not look at her face, did not want to see it. The last time you looked at her still haunted you, the image of betrayal and rage painted on her face. You could not bring yourself to look at her and instead sank further on the ground, too afraid to face Alcina.
“Hey kid, come on,” Ophelia said, moving the lawn chair out of the way and coming to your side. “Look at me,” she said, helping you to sit up and catch your bearings. As soon as you sat up, a pounding, head splitting headache overcame you. “Woah, easy there,” Ophelia said. You grabbed your head and felt blood leaking down your nostril as images of something white flashed before your eyes. “Oh! Ahhhhh!” Alcina caught you as you fell back and held you on her lap.
Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as your body began to shake violently. “Oh, shit! YN!”
Your body twitched and convulsed against Alcina, blood flowing down from your nose and onto your shirt. After a few moments, you went limp and still once again. Everyone waited anxiously to see what would happen next, a thick layer of hopelessness sinking over all of them. Your eyes were closed now and your arms were spread out bald eagle style on the floor as Alcina continued holding you.
“My love… what’s happening to you?” Alcina asked.
So there ya have it, just one of the many daydreams/theories I have about what may or may not (and probably won’t) happen in the next chapter. May or may not write a part 2 to this, but probably won’t. I have some other angst/ hurt/ comfort ideas to write about this so lemme know if u wanna see more.
Again, this is just a fanfic based of a fanfic written by the amazingly talented @nbdummy to their sequel Adaptions. It’s an awesome story and you should def check it out!
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